Happy 3 Months Roman!


Man oh man.. how time has flown! I can’t believe my little fox is 3 months old. He amazes me more and more every day. I mean seriously.. I never knew I could love someone so much and how much that love grows each and every second just amazes me. This little boy has taught me so much in these short 3 months already. He’s also seemed to cure me of being grossed out by anything at all anymore. I mean poop, throw up, boogers you name it, doesn’t phase me! Mamas and daddies you know what I’m talking about! I feel like it’s not bonding until they’ve atleast either pooped, peed, or thrown up on you. Kind of like a welcome to parenthood present.

Roman update: He can hold his head pretty well when sitting. He still needs assistance when sitting so I just let him sit on my lap and face out or hang his legs off my leg and place my hand on his chest and he does the rest like a big boy! He can talk like a wild boy. I mean he will sit and talk to you from wake to sleepy time! He always has stories to tell and boy are they funny! He is such a smiley happy boy and even his drooling is just too darn cute. He can blow spit bubbles and will mimick sounds you make at him. He will even mock your facial expressions! He’s learning how to hold his bottle (all on his own, I never tried to teach him he just started trying one day and has been doing so ever since). He is a pretty good sleeper also! He gets a solid 5 hours when he’s put down for the night, wakes up for a feeding and goes right back to sleep for another 4/5 hours. I could honestly keep going on and on but I feel like those are some of his biggest mile stones! He still hates tummy time and refuses to participate but man he sure can scoot across the floor with his head down. It makes me anxious because I know as soon as he wants to lift that head he will be crawling. Slow down Rome, mommy can’t handle you growing up so quick!

Shout out to all the parents and step parents out there! You’re doing amazing! It really is a wonderful thing being a mom and dad! Children can truly never have too many role models in their lives. Have a great Monday everyone!

Roman’s Birth Story

Hey everyone!

Sooooo it’s been a while! While I am sorry I am also not, I have been wrapped up in the beauty of motherhood and have been soaking up and enjoying every second, minute, hour, and day of it! I thought I would jump on here while Rome is taking his short afternoon nap and share with you our wonderful and hectic story of Roman’s big arrival.

3:32 AM- I wake up to contractions that had felt much different than the typical Braxton hicks contractions. Now if you know me, I had TONS of Braxton Hicks! I had ourselves a couple this could be it moments that weren’t actually IT! Haha! I knew these were different because they were super painful (they actually gave me the shakes and sweats). I wake up Kevin and go into the bathroom and call out on call nurse and she advises me to head to Labor and Delivery.

3:57 AM- We arrive to L&D and get checked in. Doctor comes in and checks me, only dilated to a 2, so he has us get comfortable and tells us rest up and that he will be back in an hour to check on my progression.

5:00 AM- No progression.. still at 2 but still having painful contractions. Doctor again tells us he will return in an hour.

6:00 AM- 3cm dilated! But he called it a “possible” 3 so I started losing hope.. and I knew in my gut that this was Labor. He tries to reassure me it was false Labor and still has us stick around for another hour.

7:00 AM- 3cm and he calls it a “sure” 3 this time but I’m still not progressing quick enough and still tries to argue it’s false Labor.. says he will return in an hour AGAIN.

8:00 AM- Doctor decides to send us home. He says I probably won’t be looking to go into labor in the next 24 hours but that I should be meeting our little guy in a day or two for sure. We get our hospital bag rounded up, I change back into my clothes and we leave the hospital. On the way home we grab some breakfast to go since Kevin has to be to work at 9AM. We get home around 8:30 Kevin gives me a kiss goodbye and tells me if I need anything to give him a call and he’s there! (Such a great guy!)

9:15 AM: Ring Ring! “BABE MY WATER JUST BROKE!” Kevin speeds home, our hospital bag is still in the car and we head BACK to L&D. Now they never tell you that your water keeps breaking.. it’s a constant leak.. and walking through a hospital looking like you’re peeing yourself is not a pretty look! Ha! We check in AGAIN and get into a room very quickly! Now I’m not gonna lie it felt good to see the doctor again and give him a little “I told you so” look hahaha! It’s funny how well you really know your body!

Now from here on out all the time started to blur together my contractions got pretty strong really quick. I was ready for my epidural around 11:15am because my contractions had become so strong I couldn’t stop shaking uncontrollably.

We get the anisthesiologist in the room to do the epidural but things just aren’t working. He tries the first time and hits a vein so he has to take it out and re-do it. Goes in for a second attempt and what do you ya know.. misses again.. so third times the charm right? He gets the epidural in and runs a little test dose of fentanyl, instantly i feel higher than a fucking kite! So he had missed again.. as I’m looser than a damn goose they call for another anesthesiologist to come in and attempt a 4th try. They have me lay on my side with my knees To my chest and tu-duhhhhhh! It’s finally in correctly and I’m feeling numb and high! Win win right!?

Now the problem we started encountering was I wasn’t progressing at all as far as dilating goes so they went ahead and called in for some petossin. But before they can give it to me Roman’s heart rate starts dropping. They turn me on my other side and again his heart rate drops. Other side, same thing. While the nurses kept their shit together calmly (which I greatly appreciate) they tell me they can’t give me the petossin because it could cause more harm then good at this point and bring my OB in. He gives me the option to wait it out a little longer or to go ahead with an emergency c-section. While I wanted to choose the c-section he tells me Kevin can’t be in there with me and I instantly rule that out as long as possible!

Hour goes by and still nothing but Rome’s heart beat dropping anytime I lay on my side. So they decide to put me on my hands and knees rocking from front to front and side to side… keep in mind I am NUMB and can’t feel a thing.

A couple hours go by and I’m finally making progression!! AND Roman’s heart rate hadnt dropped since I had been on my hands and knees so the doctors knew there was a cord around his neck. I got to a 6 and they kept me rocking for another hour. My nurse was about to be off her shift and came in to check one last time and I had progressed to an 8. She introduced Kevin and I to the new nurse that would be on with us and proceeded to put me back on hands and knees. (After all that I was thinking I better have some damn abs and killer thighs after this baby from all the rocking)!

It hadn’t even been 10 minutes and the new nurse comes back and checks me again and quickly asks “you ready to have a baby!?” Of course Kevin and I were so excited and we are like YES YES!!!!! Now the best part!? My nurse who had been off the clock stayed to help me deliver. She was absolutely amazing and seriously the best ever!!!

We spent 40 minutes pushing and around 8:37pm after 17 hours of labor our beautiful little boy arrived into the word! I can’t tell you how happy I am that we decided to wait it out and avoid the c-section! The rest I have chosen to keep to us as our special moments with him afterwards. We love you so much Roman Alexander Lyda!


You are the best thing to ever happen to us!


Born 8:37 pm, 7lbs 5oz, 19.5 inches long.