Welcome Home Baby Clayton

I’m back!!! Thank you for joining me for this special post that I thought would never come, lol.

My birth story!!!


I will be the first to tell you that giving birth almost NEVER goes the way you hope for it to. Sorry, it just doesn’t and my story isn’t any different. FYI: I had plans on being a total diva going into surgery and that didn’t get to happen.

Tuesday, January 15th I arrived at work with a positive outlook on the day knowing I only had one day left and I would start my leave. I was scheduled for my 38 week check at 10:00 am so I left work and headed to the doctors office. I told my boss I would see her later and hurried to my car.

After checking in, the nurse checks my blood pressure and ask if I’m okay. I’m like yeah, I’m having a great day. Her face was extremely perplexed and she said I’m going to let you chill out and I’ll be back to check you. She came back and my blood pressure went up some more.

My doctor came in and we began discussing my upcoming cesarean and then before she left she asked was I busy for the rest of the day. I told her I could clear my schedule. She said I’m sending you to the hospital I don’t like the way your blood pressure is acting and I would like to monitor you for a few hours. I took a deep breath and said okay. Not knowing this would be the day I would see my little guy.

I quickly call my mom to let her know and followed up with a call to dad. Of course this would be the one day he decides to fall all the way asleep after work. (Thank you night shift!) I begin to panic a little because he’s two hours away and if anything were to happen he was going to miss his son’s birth.

Well of course, the inevitable happened. My blood pressure continued to sky rocket hitting 161/200 and they knew it was time to deliver. They didn’t want to continue to take any chances with me. They told me I would be going back for surgery at 3:00 pm mind you at this time it’s 1:00 pm.

I can’t accurately describe what I felt in that moment. I was alone and scared out of my mind. My mom and sister did their best to keep me calm over FaceTime until someone could get to the hospital with me. I hadn’t talked to dad and I knew he was going to miss it. I began calling everyone I knew that could possibly go by his house to wake him up. Luckily something clicked and he woke up but not in time. He called me and we exchanged our sweet what-nots and I went back for surgery.

As they prepped me for surgery all I could think about was - I’m really doing this. I’m having a baby today. This is not how I wanted it to go. This was not apart of MY PLAN but God always has a plan and sometimes it’s not aligned with ours. They asked me several times was I sure I wanted to have my tubal done and there was no doubt in my mind. They even tried to stall for few moments in hopes dad would walk through the door at any second

3:30 pm - He’s here

I was knocked out cold so I didn’t get to hear his first cry but my mom says it was everything! He truly has a set of lungs on him.

Clayton RM
Clayton Middleton
Newborn Clayton

When I entered the recovery room I really don’t remember much. I think I was pretty medicated. The anesthesiologist told me he would try a new medicine on me to keep me numb and I shouldn’t feel any pain from the surgery for at least 2-3 days.

I finally came to life and dad had arrived!!! I was so happy and hoped that he didn’t miss the big moment. Seeing the look on his face made it all worth it!


I would like to give a quick disclaimer, having a c-section is major surgery! You need to allow your body to heal and make sure you’re doing what your body needs of you. Also trust yourself, you know yourself better than anyone and I listened to that voice in my head. My body didn’t feel right after a few days of coming home. My incision felt funny and I was in a lot of pain. I tried to dismiss it as me getting older but the truth was something was wrong.I caught an infection after surgery.

I don’t tell you this to scare you but it does happen. With any procedure you have there are some risk. I’ve had two previous c-sections without any major complications. This time I just wasn’t as lucky. I’m doing much better now but this reminds me to take care of myself.

Ladies listen to your body!

Swaddled In Love | Aubrey and Bear

Daddy and Clay

Our little man is here and I couldn’t be happier to swaddle him in an Audrey and Bear Swaddle Set. I love what this company stands for and they provide swaddles for the NICU and pediatric centers. So anytime you make a purchase they will make one for either organization.

The options in customizing your swaddle are endless! I’ve seen some really cool designs on their Instagram! They also offer loveys, big kid blankets and other accessories. Make sure you check them out here.

The swaddle set I’ve chosen is the Moose Set. I picked this one because I’m a huge fan of the buffalo check print. It also matches Clayton’s car seat perfectly! The moose were just an added bonus as dad loves wildlife!


My favorite part about our swaddle is that I was able to put his name on it. His name is very special to me because before he was even conceived I had a dream in early 2017 about a baby named Clayton and I didn’t know that this baby would be mine. Fast forward to June 2018 I find out I’m pregnant and a few months later we discovered it was a boy. So there was no doubt what his name would be.

The blanket is incredibly stretchy which makes swaddling easy and it holds up well after washing! I have hung mine to dry as to not alter the color.

Having a baby or know someone who is? This is a great gift!

Moose Blanket

Check out my review below.

My Body, My Choice: Why I’m Choosing Tubal Ligation

In today’s society we have all heard the term “feminist” and many have spoken out about women’s rights. I also believe that this falls into this category and I’m choosing to cut off my child making abilities.

As a young girl, I struggled with heavy periods and was put on birth control to help combat the symptoms. It worked until it didn’t. The side effects were no longer safe for someone my age.

At age 20, I discovered I had PCOS which was a complete shock because I had a child already and thought my diagnosis was incorrect. I was at my highest weight, started developing facial hair (yikes) and hadn’t had a period in over 6 months.

Fast forward, although the things mentioned above have very little to do with my decision making I knew this would be the last baby for me.

For starters, I believe you have to be realistic with yourself. Are you able to afford to continuously reproduce? I for one am not… at least not continue to do so and give my children the life I want them to have. I have very ambitious girls, they enjoying doing things and I don’t want my lack of resources to limit that.

I come from a very traditional background and have always been raised with the mindset that the mother will be the one to carry the load when it comes to raising the children. My plate is already full and I don’t want to take on more than I can handle.

After careful consideration, I decided that tubal ligation was right for me. I didn’t want to use birth control as a contraceptive method due to all of the health risk and understanding the way my body responds.

Before you make a choice - decide what’s right for you! I am a firm believer that things can change at the drop of a dime. So know your options on birth control and choose wisely!

After my little one is here I will be sure to give you all an update on how the procedure went. I will be having it done in conjunction with my c-section.