Peyton’s Birth Story

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Sweet little Peyton made her grand entrance into the world on July 17, 2017. It was a whirlwind birth and not at all what was planned, but I would expect nothing less from Peyton. The girl likes to keep us on our toes. I’m going to do my best to share the details of the day she was born, but it was all such a blur and I was heavily medicated for a large portion of it, so bear with me.


Okay, here goes it…


When I was around 36 weeks pregnant, it was discovered that our sweet girl was breech. I attempted to get her to turn naturally by all means possible. This resulted in laying upside down on an inclined ironing board on the couch, doing handstands in the pool (yes I am aware of how ridiculous this must have looked to onlookers), rocking back and forth on all fours, and putting frozen peas on my belly where Peyton’s head was, but none of it worked. We even tried an External Cephalic Version (ECV) at 37 weeks where they tried to turn her manually (um, ouch!) but, of course, Peyton said “no thanks, I’m really comfy right where I am” and refused to budge – major bummer!


Because Peyton wouldn’t flip head down we had to schedule a c-section for 39 weeks. I was really disappointed at first, I’m not going to lie, but I was willing to do whatever needed to be done to get Peyton here safely…so bring on the c-section!


I was going to be 39 weeks on Tuesday, July 18, so we set up the c-section for noon that day…but Peyton had other plans and decided to arrive about 12 hours early…


On the morning of July 17, I woke up and burst into tears that it was my last full day with Peyton in my belly. I wrote in the journal I had been keeping for her throughout my pregnancy that while I was sad she wouldn’t be in my belly come 24 hours, we were so excited to finally get to meet her.


We had a vet appointment that morning and in the car I got a weird back spasm that I had never felt before. It lasted a couple seconds and I turned to Mark and told him I may have just had a contraction but it might have just been another weird pregnancy thing. Around 1PM we headed up to the church to have a friend notarize something for us (nothing like some last minute nesting!). While we were there I half-jokingly told the girls at the church I felt like Peyton was going to come early because ya know…why not make things a little more interesting?
When we got home from the church we started watching a movie with my parents and I noticed my belly was doing strange things. I thought maybe Peyton was just pushing her whole body against my belly because she was so big at that point but then it started happening in a pattern and we realized it was more likely Braxton Hicks (I had not felt a single Braxton Hicks or painful contraction up to this point even though at the ECV they monitored me and told me I was having contractions every 2 minutes – I never felt them).


Around 5PM the Braxton Hicks started to hurt and I noticed the pain moved to my back. I told Mark I thought it was back labor and we should probably call the doctor on call at the hospital to see what we should do. The doctor told me to drink 3 cups of water and sit in the bath and if they didn’t go away in 10 minutes it was probably real contractions and we should come to the hospital to get checked out. After drinking the water and sitting the in the tub for a while the contractions only intensified and became more frequent so we decided to head to the hospital. Everyone was running around getting their things together but I was so anxious I just went out on the back porch with the dogs and pet them and cried (I had a gut feeling we wouldn’t be returning home without a baby and this would be the last time it was just me and my fur babies).


We got to the hospital around 10PM and they checked me into a pre-op room. A nurse checked my dilation and said I was only 1cm dilated but I was in active labor and my water was close to breaking. She said she would check with the doctor and see if he still wanted to wait until noon the next day for the c-section or possibly get me in some time in between now and then. The nurse came back in and said “the doctor has a really full schedule so we are going to do the surgery at 11:45PM.” I think my jaw fell on the floor. It was only about 30 minutes until 11:45 at that point. Everything was super rushed from there. Nurses flooded in hooking me up to all kinds of stuff, the anesthesiologist came in to do my epidural (again, ouch!), Mark was suiting up in his scrubs…it was madness. My parents came back to wish us luck and see us off and then I was wheeled into the OR.


Mark had to stay outside while they got me onto the operating table and the divider sheet up (thank goodness for that sheet) but he came into the room about 10 minutes later. While I was laying there waiting for Mark to come in I closed my eyes and said a prayer. I remember a nurse asking me if I was okay and I think I said something along the lines of, “I’m trying to pray but I’m so nervous I can’t concentrate.” Once Mark was in the room, they started the surgery. They told me I would feel all kinds of pulling and tugging and pressure, but holy cannoli was there a TON of pulling and tugging and pressure. Mark watched the entire surgery (how he did that I’ll never know…I’d puke!) and told me later that it was super intense to watch. I asked Mark to turn on some Jeremy Camp music to distract me. It wasn’t much longer after the surgery started I heard the doctor say he had all of Peyton out but her head was stuck in my ribs (not surprising considering how much she refused to turn from the breech position). It took a whole lot of pulling and the mention of forceps (eek!) but she eventually popped out! They held her up over the sheet for us to see and I literally burst into hysterics. I was so scared all of my shaking from crying would make the doctor cut my body in half magician-style, but thankfully I remained intact. It was so incredibly surreal to finally see the baby I had waited and prayed so long for. She was everything.


They cleaned Peyton up and brought her over for us to see. She was so beautiful and her little cry was so soft and sweet. All I could say through my tears was “Hi baby” over and over again (I blame the anxiety meds for my lack of verbal skills). Mark and Peyton were brought to the recovery room for her to be weighed and measured while I was stitched and cleaned up and then I was able to join them. Peyton was born at 11:53PM (7 minutes before midnight) on 7/17/17 weighing 7lb 1oz and 19 ¼ in long. We joke that 7 is Peyton’s favorite number!


The day Peyton was born was hands down the best day of my entire life. There are no words that can describe the moment you meet your baby. To know that God chose me to be the mother of this beautiful baby girl. It’s just unbelievable.


We are so incredibly blessed to have Peyton in our lives. She is such a sweet and happy baby. She has the cutest little personality and we can’t wait to watch her grow over the years. She is certainly a blessing!



Long Time, No See

Well hello there.

If there is even anyone who still pops into this old blog, I guess I should explain my year long hiatus. You see, life the past year got pretty busy when I started working at our church in a 9 month internship type position in September and then got pregnant in November. Yes, that’s correct. I have had a little bundle of big joy named Peyton since the last time I posted.

So now that I’ve briefly summarized my reasons for falling off the face of the blogosphere, I’m happy to say Blonde to Boot is going to be revived. Probably not as frequently as I used to post (remember way back, circa 2014, when I posted like 3 times a week?), but I’m going to give it the old college try. I’ll admit logging into my blog for the first time in roughly a year is a little intimidating. It will probably take a little while to really get back in the saddle, especially with a three week old, but I was horrified when I randomly logged into my WordPress app last night only to see that my domain name had expired and was up for grabs. Pardon moi? There is only one Blonde to Boot and I’m laying claim to it. With Mark’s encouragement, I decided I’m just not ready to part ways with BTB. Plus, it’s a great way to update my family of things going on in our lives, if nothing else. Although, let’s be real, they really only care about what’s going on with Sweet Peyton these days..and I’m A-okay with that!

So with that said, I’m so excited to get to share snippets of my life with all of you again. DIY projects, home decor, recipes, and now parenting…it’s gonna be fun, y’all!!

DIY Floating Pipe Shelves

So it has officially been almost forever since I have written a post. Mark and I have been really busy lately and I haven’t had time to write a post, but the good news is that a good bit of what we have been doing is “fun” projects around the house. The thing about me is that as soon as I get a project idea in my head, I act on it. This is probably a good thing because I actually follow through with what I envision, but I also devote all my free time to that project (and Mark’s free time) until it gets done.

The latest project we tackled was making some DIY floating pipe shelves. I wrote a post a while back on the makeover of our downstairs bathroom. Well, one of the walls (the wall you face when you sit on the toilet, with the door) was really bare but I wasn’t sure what to put on it. I considered a picture or shelves, but it wasn’t until my sister came the other weekend and said, “you could put some shelves there,” that I decided I should probably put some shelves there. And so our projecting began.


I looked up some floating shelf ideas and fell in love with the industrial look of pipes holding up the shelves. We headed to Home Depot to pick up the few supplies we needed. I was really expecting it to be pretty cheap, but the pipe ended up being more expensive than I was hoping for. Still much cheaper than if we had bought the shelves/piping from Etsy or somewhere like that.



I wanted two shelves so we needed a total of 4 floor flanges, 4 five inch pipe, and 4 caps for the pipe pieces. You could leave the pieces as is because the look of galvanized pipe is cool left alone, but I wanted to spray paint them black, so I picked up some Rustoluem Black Paint & Primer spray paint. I saw that Rustoleum had a “hammered” effect spray paint and bought that because I thought that would look neat over the black spray paint but when I sprayed it over top of the black you couldn’t tell a difference so I ended up returning it.

Just a tip: Before I spray painted the pipe pieces, I screwed all three pieces together (flange, pipe, cap) and spray painted them that way. It was much easier having them stand up and be four big pieces as opposed to 12 individual pieces.


For the wood shelf, we had a piece of 2″x 4″x 8′ oak board cut into three pieces (although we only needed two of the pieces). I bought the 8 oz. container of Miniwax wood stain in “Early American” and used a cheap $2 brush to paint one coat on the wood. I also used a paper towel and wiped the stain as soon as I put it on the board because I didn’t want it to be too dark.

I’ll let you in on a little secret, it took three trips to Home Depot, all within one hour, to find the right stain color. I tried “Special Walnut” first (too dark), then “Weathered Oak” (too gray), then finally ended up on “Early American” (just right). Sounds like a real Goldy Locks story, huh? That third piece of wood came in handy when testing out all these wood stains :) I swear the door greeter at Home Depot thought I was insane for how many times I came into the store that day.


Minwax 1 gal. Early American Wood Finish 250 VOC Oil-Based Interior Stain (2-Pack)


Mark had the hard part of actually hanging the pipe pieces while I stained the wood (and went to Home Depot a million times for the perfect stain color). He used the blue anchors from this anchor pack to hang the pipe pieces. I had spray painted the tops of the screws black that way they matched the rest of pipe once they were screwed into the floor flange. Obviously, your measurements will be different than ours for the wall you hang your shelves on, but as a reference, I will tell you that our pipe pieces are 14″ apart from the middle of the floor flange (top shelf) to middle of the floor flange (bottom shelf).


Once the pipe was hung, we just laid the wood board on top and voila! Floating shelves.

The fun part was scrounging around our house to find random decor that could go on the shelves before I go out and buy what I actually want on them. Hence the tacky toilet paper castle.

The total cost of this project was about $80-$90 and we had to purchase all the supplies. It may be a little cheaper if you already have some of the supplies (paint brush, wood stain, spray paint, etc.). The pipe was definitely what made this as pricey as it is, but I’m still really pleased with how affordable they are compared to the $150+ I saw them being sold for online. I’ve even contemplated adding a third shelf since we have the extra piece of wood, we would just need the extra pipe pieces.

This was a fairly quick project and only took us about 4 hours, including my three trips to Home Depot. So, if you are looking for relatively inexpensive, cute floating pipe shelves, I suggest this project. You can totally make it your own, painting the pipe and wood whatever colors you want and you can do it in one day!


Also, just a heads up, I made some banana bread the other week and plan to make a post with the recipe in the next week or so. We are also working on another project in the house, but that will probably be a few more weeks since it is a little more involved than our typical projects.