On Febuary 4 contractions started at 3:30 am and only 5 min. apart. At 4 am I decided to wake my husband and tell him that it was time to go to the hospital. We dropped Trystan and Nataley off at their Aunt and Uncles hows at  4:30 and headed to the hospital which was and hour away. WHile headed there we finally decided that because today was Superbowl we wanted to give him a name that would mean something, little did we know what that meaning would mean to us. We decided on Payton.

We arrived at the hospital at around 5:30am. We check in and I was checked to see how dialated I was I was to a 3.  After getting hooked up to all the machines and getting settled the nurse noticed that Paytons heart rate was irratic. She has warned us that we might have to deliver C-section.  (whcih should have been done, but never did). After hearing nurse after nurse being worried about his heart rate. We were a little worried. But my doctor never came in to check on me or see how I was doing.

At 10:30am I was dialoated to a 5 and my water broke. By then I had the epidural in, expecting to have my tubes tied. At 10:45 am they checked me again and I was fully dialated. At that time was when the muconium had been seen.  As I was pushing the doctor told me once his head was out to stop so they could suction him, assuming Payton had injested the muconuim. Payton was delivered at 11 am. This is when our whole world was chattered. Payton didnt cry like my other two and nurses rushed in, phone calls were being made from my room and I knew something was wrong.

It was annouced to us at that time that Payton was born with a herniation to his abdomine. Not knowing what that ment, we just knew it was bad. Wayne has seen the birth defect himself and just about passed out. Later finding out that the birth defect was called Gastroschesis.

Payton was scheduled to be flown to Salt Lake City to the Primary Childrens Hospital there.  Wayne decided that he would fly with our son as he wanted me to be looked after. At 2pm they wheeled my son into me for me to see him for the first time. And 10 minuets later watched them wheel him out with my husband walking right behind him. I was alone and heartbroken. I remember the nurses staying with me as the four of us cried.

Payton and Wayne arrived in Salt Lake at 4. I talked to my mom and that was it. She made the phone calls but I still couldnt bear to see anyone yet not even my other two children. At 6:30 pm my other kids and family came in to see me. My wonderful sister-in-law would not let me stay there alone. She stayed the night there with me.  Wayne called off and on. I am not sure to this day how he did it. All by himself in a hospital watching his son have things done to him. They got Payton checked in and in his own space.

I checked out of the hospital the next day at noon. People had already been to my house to pack thing so that I could leave from there and head down to SLC to be with my son and husband. My children stayed with their aunt and uncle who are like there second family. It seemed like it took forever to get there. We finally arrived at the Ronald Mcdonald house at 7pm this would become our home. Wayne told us everything that the doctors had told him. Payton has Gastroschesis and also his lungs were infected by the aspiration of the muconuim. I finally got to see my son and touch him for the first time. I remeber touching his knee and seeing him flinch. Payton by then was heavily sadated, and didnt move much. We let the grandparents go in and see him. We had a blessing said over Payton that night. We decided to go eat and let everyone return back to Idaho. At 10:30 that night they left and we went back to the hospital for a little while before going back to the Ronald Mcdonald house.
Feb.6 apon arriving at the hospital that morning we learned that Paytons intestines had turned black during the night, which ment they were dying off. Bad news. They unwrapped the silo so that now you could see his intestines so they could keep and eye on them. Later that night his intestines started getting blood flow thru them and were turning back pink. They had given Payton paralization medication so that he couldnt move and his body could work on getting the infection in his lungs improving.

Feb 7. We showed up this morning to find out that Payton would be going in for surgery. They were going to cut out the dead and see if he even had enought intestines left to live. Again our hearts were broken and our world seem to be falling apart. I remember just before he went into the surgery Wayne and I standing at his bedside crying and praying aloud to save this little boy.  The doctor came out an hour later and annouced to us that there wasnt enough dead to even take out and that a dead spot had bursted and relieved waste that was in there, which was good. Payton recovered from the procedure good. That night Payton opened his eyes for the first time since I had been there and it was only for a second but it was good to see some movement from him.

Feb 8. Paytons lungs dont seem to be getting any better. He did have a dirty diaper which we thought was good.  By that night hes lungs were back to looking how they were.

Feb. 9 My mom flys in from Hermiston, Or today to stay with us for the weekend becasue she hadnt been able to get to see him till then. Paytons lung x-rays are showing improvement. They took him off of his heart medications they feared he would get pulminary hypertention but felt like he was out of danger now.

Feb. 10 They gave Payton a diaretic today because he was so puffy and swollen from all the med. He is starting to finally not look so much like Pilsbury dough boy and like a baby. They had to up his paraliztion meds becasue he was getting amuned to them.

Feb.11 Payton had a good stable day they lowered his oxygen from his ventilater today. My husbands brother and wife brought our two other kids to see us. Becasue it was flu season they werent allowed to see Payton. It will be nice to have the kids around for a coulple of days.

Feb.12 We arrived at the hospital to learn that you had been diagnosed with pulminary hypertention, and he had a bad day they couldnt keep  you really stable. Payton had a terrible night that night we werent even allowd to touch him cause he was so bad. That killed me not even to be able to touch him. My mom went back today.

Feb.13 We our two other kids to the zoo today since they would be going back to Idaho. It was a pretty good day for us,. and they got Payton back stable.  Kids went home today.

Feb. 14 All of you x-rays are looking better but for some reason you blood oxygen levels arent improving and they dont know why that is. They are talking about putting him on Ecmo.

Feb.15 We found out that they dont think Payton was a canadate for the Ecmo because of his bowels. They would like to do a heart cath to see if there is more wrong but arent sure.

Feb.16 Payton had gotten worse overnight and they ruled out the heart cath because they dont think  he would have made it thru that. We were told the doctors wanted to talk to use. We new it wasnt good. The doctors sat us down and said there is nothing more we can do. We had to make a chose and we already knew what we needed to do for our little guy. We had to let him not suffer anymore we had to let him grow his wings. We called the people that had our other two and asked them to bring them so that they could finally meet their baby brother and say goodbye.