Mary Lorraine Kennington
born at 1:20pm on Friday 19 August 2011 in Nancy, France after 5 hours of labor. She was 18 days early. She weighed 7.05 pounds (3.200kg) and was 19.6 inches (50cm) long.


Labor and delivery
On the Thursday before Mary was born, I decided I could do some housework and see if anything would come of it. I had been having BH contractions a lot whenever I did much of anything so I thought if I did some cleaning that would maybe get some real contractions going. I wanted baby to come sooner and was feeling pretty good so I rearranged the girls room, including moving the beds around. I organized all their toys, cleaned up the kitchen and spent the afternoon doing lots of squats while picking up toys all over the apartment. Nothing happened…until about 2am the next morning, Friday. While trying to sleep I was having a lot of contractions, though not painful at all. I got up to walk around and see if I would have more. Nope. So I went back to bed and slept a little here and there. Then at 8am I started timing contractions, and with each one they got more painful. Elsa kept asking me what was wrong and I told her my tummy hurt and she kept kissing it. But she noticed that her kisses were not working. She kept telling me “I kissed it better!” …like saying to me, you should be fine now, I kissed you all better.
By this time Casey had gone and come home from a run and we were deciding what to do. We already had scheduled for the missionary couple in our ward, the Salways, to watch the girls for a few hours that day at their apartment. So we gave them a call and asked if they would mind coming over to our apartment and watching the girls. They showed up at about 9:30 and I was having more contractions and they were slowly getting more painful but still really short in duration. Casey showed the Salways around and we talked for a while and I continued to walk around the apartment to keep contractions coming. I kept thinking it was going so slow! With Elsa and with Leah as soon as my contractions started they were really close and really hard. But I still had a few minutes between and they were short. So we I did not know if we should go to the hospital yet. But I eventually figured that it would not hurt to go, even if they did send me home. So we got ready to go. I told Elsa mommy was going to the hospital and she said “ok, go to the hospital and get a shot.”
The elevator ride, the car ride and the walk up to the hospital were…painful. Atleast I only had one contraction while in our yucky elevator. At the Maternity I kept thinking someone would rush out and give me a wheelchair to sit in, but no. I guess it was good for me to keep walking though and get more contractions going, but that was a hard walk. As soon as we entered the Maternity, a nurse met us and was asking Casey about my contractions and due date. Then they made me pee in a cup, I thought was weird. Then they put me in a labor room and checked me. I was at a 5 and the nurse then asked me if I wanted an epidural. I had not decided beforehand, but my logic then was that it was already going a lot slower than with my other two girls so I probably would have time for a sucessful epidural (I had one with Elsa and it did not work at all until I was already done) So then they had me waddle over to the delivery room and I got my pretty gown on and hooked up to an IV, bloodpressure cuff and three heart monitor sticker things on my chest.
They told me the anethesiologist would be there in a few minutes. But he was not. Such is always the case I think. By now the contractions were really bad, but still I had time to breath in between each, something I did not have with my other girls. The midwife told Casey that he was not allowed to be in the room when I got the epidural. So he had to leave. That was awful!!! That was when I needed him most. The nurse had me sit up on the edge of the bed and put my feet up on the armrests of a chair. That was a very painful position to be in with each contraction. But I guessed that is how they wanted me for getting the epidural. But the anesthesiologist did not come for a LONG TIME it seemed. I kept trying to put my feet down because it was so painful. Finally the guy showed up and got me all preped for the epidural. That hurt a bit more than I remember it with Elsa, but I kept thinking, soon it will all be ok and I will be good. With each contraction I thought “productive pain….productive pain!!!”
And then there was peace…..the epidural WORKED!!! The anesthesiologist stayed with me until he was sure it had all worked. Thank you modern medicine! Casey came back in the room as soon as I had the epidural in. Then I had like an hour of just chilling in the bed. I was totally amazed! I am in labor and I can talk to you, I can breath!!!! Totally different experience than with my other two labors. It was wonderful! The worst part was over and now there was just the pushing.

I guess the epidural had slowed things down so I got a pitocin (sp?) drip and they came and broke my water. Then a little bit after that the midwife came in and asked me if I remembered how to push and wanted me to practice. And so I did a practice push…then the midwife said “STOP” and Casey said “the head is out!!” SERIOUSLY!!!??? Mary had the cord around her neck, it was cut and then there she was on my chest. My third baby girl! That was AWESOME!! So my labor started at 8am and Mary was here at 1:20pm. Not bad. I love epidurals.
I stayed in the delivery room for several hours after. I tore and got six stitches. They cleaned me and the baby up and we tried nursing. I had a new baby girl, a perfect and beautiful baby girl on my chest. TOTAL BLISS!!



The hospital stay
After getting a picture with my two midwives, I was put in a wheelchair with my new little one and wheeled up to my hospital room. I have to admit, I was a bit disappointed. The room was not nearly as nice as the picture on the Hospital’s website and it was SUPER hot. But I had my own room and bathroom so it was good. And Casey bought me some beautiful flowers that made my room much more happy.


I was told that I had to stay in the hospital for three days, but that Friday did not count for a day, so I would be there until Monday. That was my longest stay after a delivery and I thought that I would like a longer hospital stay, but it was hard. The nights are the hardest. But I did have a lot of visiters and Casey was such a sweetheart to stay with me for so long and to bring me whatever I needed.
The nurses were all very kind and took great care of me. The baby and I both got checked every day and Mary even had two real baths at the hospital in my room. The food was even great!
I had a chart to keep track of baby feedings and diaper changes and if she peed or pooped. Mary got a doctor check up and even an ultrasound to make sure she had a gall bladder! Remember me saying during my last ultrasound with her that the doctors could not find her gall bladder? So after she was born they had to check…yes she does have one!
On Saturday morning Oma and Anne brought Elsa and Leah to meet Mary. My mom drove down on Friday and went to our apartment to take over taking care of Elsa and Leah so the Salways could leave. That could not have worked out better. The Salways are so sweet in being willing to help so much. I am sure it was not easy for them to watch the girls for 5 hours while I was in the hospital. When Elsa and Leah arrived, Mary was on the boppy pillow on my hospital bed and they both ran over and tried to climb onto the bed. We washed their hands and took their shoes off and put them both on the bed. Daddy had taken pictures home the night before to show the girls and apparently Leah was so excited about seeing pictures of baby that she would not eat her dinner. Leah tried to poke each feature of Mary’s face as she pointed out eyes, ears, nose…it was adorable. They each got a turn to hold Mary and we tried to get a good family picture.



Soon cookies were more interesting to the girls so they jumped off the bed and with cookies in hand decided to run around in the room and then the hallway. So they did not stay long. Oma and Anne took the girls back to Germany for the weekend and were going to be back in Nancy on Tuesday (Leah’s birthday) on their way to Switzerland just to have Opa meet Mary.
I was thankful for the visitors who came to see me and Mary in the hospital. The Salways, Severine and her sister, Caterina and her son Hugo and her husband (the bishop of our ward) all came to see me and we had a great time. Casey took a video of them all just hanging out in my room and chatting. Caterina’s son Hugo watched the entire “Bolt” movie while everyone visited and took turns holding baby Mary. I feel so blessed and loved here in this ward. It has been a wonderful experience to have a baby here in France. I will really miss the sweet people I have met and come to love. At least we will not be too far away and several of them have said they would like to visit us when we move to Bielefeld, Germany.

Switzerland trip
After a lot of running around and getting paperwork all figured out, Casey brought Mary and I home on Monday afternoon. As soon as we got home he left again to do more official stuff and pick up all the perscriptions for me and the baby. I called my mom to let her know we were home and she offered to invite us to come with her to Switzerland on their week trip to Lauterbrunnen. After a lot of back and forth, I decided I would go with them with Mary and that Casey would come later and join us. So on Tuesday, after only one night at home with my newborn, Oma, Opa, Anne, Elsa, Leah and the two dogs came in the packed van to pick up Mary and I to drive to Switzerland. Crazy, yes! But it was a good thing. The drive was not too bad and Mary did not even poop out of her diaper and only needed to eat once. It was a blessing to have so much help with the girls and to be in such a beautiful, peaceful place. My sister, Anne was super helpful and even helped me with the girls at night. Mom and Dad were so kind to sacrifice the peace and quiet they could have had with us not there, but I am so glad they let me come. I don’t know how to repay them or thank them enough for all they have done to support and help me with each new addition to our family. Casey was able to join us on Thursday after doing yet more paperwork and footwork for our upcoming move. I did not ever leave the house but it was a great week and now I have to get back to real life and see how my new little family works.






Home with the sisters!
We somehow fit three carseats in the back seat of our little car and made the 4 hour drive home with only one stop and little fighting. Elsa sat by Mary and every so often we would ask her: can you show me how Mary is laying?” I wanted to just make sure Mary’s head was not bobbing around and she was sleeping ok. Most of the trip the girls just sang songs and watched a movie. There was some crying and fighting involved…it is amazing what a simple wet wipe will do for toddlers. Leah was in meltdown mode and I gave her a wipe and all was fixed. She used it to clean her face, carseat, seatbelt and then used it as a hat.

Since getting home there has been a lot of “don’t touch her” and “come out of there” going on. The girls want to be with Mary all the time. I guess it is a great thing that they are not jealous and that they do like the baby. I think I need to be more careful about letting them be around her and giving the girls all equal attention. It is so wonderful to have three little girls. If I can just figure out how to be a wife and take care of myself too while also being mommy, that would be great. I am working on it. Casey is my saving grace and still helps a lot with things. I love my family and I am so thankful that we are an eternal one!!!



(hehehe….we were trying to decide which flower matched her outfit in the hospital. I made a bunch of tiny felt flowers for Mary. So fun!)
A HUGE thank you to my family for all your help. Thanks mom for watching Elsa and Leah and helping me with my new little one and for giving me encouragement for the days ahead. Thanks Anne for holding baby Mary, for helping with the girls at night, for helping with the girls during the day. Thank you dad for letting me crash your vaccation and for always asking me how I am doing. And thank you to my forever friend and eternal companion Casey for your patience, love and hard work in taking care of our growing family so well. I promise I will start doing laundry again and cooking meals and cleaning the house as soon as I can handle it all.
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