And they called her..... plus pictures!

Abilynn Louise (JP came up with the first name)

Also we went in for Abilynn's 2 week visit today and she weights 8 pounds 9 ounces. Yes, she does like to eat!

Abilynn and her cousin Tymon.

Molly helping JP put Abi in her car seat. Molly LOVES her new sister, just not when she cries a lot!

This outfit was a dress for a newborn. On Abilynn it is a shirt!
Looks good with leggings though!

Lounging after bath time.

Wednesday Humor

For those of you who need a little laugh keep reading!

Last week was tough for me, just came home with new baby, lack of sleep, pretty much stuck at home. I was, needless to say, going crazy by the end of the week and at random points I felt like I would burst out crying. It got a lot better, don't worry! But I was thinking I should have posted a sign on the door that read...... Enter at your own risk. Unpredictable, caged animal inside!

Another sign would have read....... For your own safety PLEASE DO feed the caged animal!

I was feeding Baby Girl one night and I look over at JP and say I feel like a cow. This is the conversation that followed...
JP: "Yes, and Baby Girl is a piglet."
Me: "She is not a piglet. She is a growing girl. But it is a farm here."
JP looks at me and says " What am I? An a#&?"
Me: " No, you are not a donkey."
JP: " But you sometimes call me that."
Me: "Yes, sometimes I do, but that is only to really get your attention. I think you are the farmer, because you have to clean up and take care of all the animals."
JP doesn't respond, probably because he knew he would say something to upset me.

To the person who came up with those lovely mesh underwear they give you at the hospital, thank you for making such fashionable granny panties. Nothing turns my husband off more then seeing me wear those!


JP grabbed my butt the other day and then proceeded to tell me he no longer liked my butt. He liked my pregnant butt better. I told him to grab my thigh because that is where the pregnant butt fell too!

Last but not least, the first day at the hospital lots of people came to visit and I was totally out of it. Apparently I told my in-laws as they left, "Ok, everyone hope I pass gas." Sadly I do remember saying this and No, I was not embarrassed at the time. Now I am!!!

Baby Girls Story (tried to shorten and condense, sorry so long!)

So as you know from previous post I was over due and baby girl was not dropping and I was not dilating. So I was scheduled to be induced on the 12th of May. Because my cervix was not ripening, as the medical world calls it (I will never think of fruit the same way again!), I could not be induced with pitocan. I was induced with a drug called cytotec instead, and because I have to dilate and efface I was induced at night to allow more time for things to get going. JP and I went to the hospital at 9:15 pm. We checked in and I got hocked up to everything and they gave me the first round of cytotec. It is a pill you take every three hours. First round down. We attempted to watch a movie but I wasn't really paying attention. Not to mention they put me on an IV of fluids and it made me have to pee about every half hour. You try to sleep with that much liquid going through you!

Around midnight JP leaves to check on the dogs and let them out. Shortly after he leaves I have to pee again. I am prepping to go to the bathroom, which was not an easy thing to do because I had to unplug the monitor on baby and the monitor for the contractions, then make sure my IV was not tangled on anything. After all that I had to wheel the IV hanger and waddle to the bathroom. NOT FUN! Anyways all of a sudden there is this big gush of fluid. I think, did I just pee my pants. But wait, I have not had that many fluids have I? How embarrassing if I did pee the bed. So I push the nurse call button and they ask what I needed. "I think my water just broke. Do you need to know that?" Listen people, sometimes I am not that smart OK and this was one of those times! They tell me they will send someone in. In the mean time I text JP and tell him I think my water just broke. "Did you page the nurse?" He asks. See, my own husband knows I sometimes panic and don't think logically! He comes back and yes my water did break.

Now this changes everything. They can no longer give me the cytotec so we wait. I am dilated to a 2 at this point. They keep checking on me and I keep peeing. JP is snoozing away on the nice comfortable bench/bed. Around seven, the nurse comes in and tells me she wants to hook a probe to Baby Girls head and put on in my uterus to measure how strong my contractions are. So the nurse tries putting the probe in my uterus but can't get it past Baby Girl. Apparently her hand is in the way, or at least that is what the nurse thinks it is. So she hooks up the probe to Baby Girl and then goes to get my doctor to have him check things.

My doctor comes in and checks things out. Which by the way IT IS NOT COMFORTABLE TO HAVE SOMEONES HAND UP YOUR YOU KNOW WHERE!!!!!!! What feels like thirty minutes later he is done checking things out. I am dilated to a four and 80% effaced, but Baby Girl is presenting eye and nose first. Baby Girl literally wanted to preview the world before coming into it. The doctor talks with me and JP and ultimately what it comes down too is Baby Girl is pretty much stuck where she is. There is no way to move her or rotate her to another position. Also every time I contract Baby Girl does not like it and her heart rate goes down. We are going to have to do a cesarean. I start crying at this point because I am scared. It didn't help that JP also teared up. Next thing I know people are parading in and out of my room, introducing themselves to me. JP is taken somewhere and prepped for surgery. I was shaved and given a very lovely hair cap to wear on my head. The papers are signed saying this is OK and the anesthesiologist comes in and explains what he will do. I sign and we are rolling down the hallway. I was able to find one minute in all the craziness to call my mom and tell her what was going on. JP was also able to call his dad. So at least family knew what was going on.

I was wheeled into the surgery room, transferred beds, and given the spinal block. The block worked so well my arms were slightly numb. And part of my left thigh is still numb! The anesthesiologist was nice and did not restrain my arms. It is a good thing he didn't because I think that would have caused me to panic even more! Next thing I know JP is telling me she is here and I hear Baby Girl crying. JP went over and was with her while they weighed and measured her. She was 14.5 ounces and the nurse and anesthesiologist had a conversation about rounding up or down. Nurse said down, anesthesiologist said up, round down it was. Baby Girl was born at 8:52 am weighing 7 pounds 14 ounces and was 22 inches long. From the time we decided on cesarean to the time she was born was 52 minutes. I was sewn up and wheeled back to the recovery room. I tell you what, the drugs they give you for and after a cesarean are VERY potent and you are in another world. I think I may have fallen asleep a little during the surgery. And to anyone who came and visited that first day, I apologize because I was so out of it I have no idea what I said to half of you!

We spent the next four and a half days at the hospital and came home on Monday the 17. I came home and slept, as did Baby Girl. While at the hospital people would be coming into my room every four hours or so and starting about six in the morning doctors and students would stop by and check my scare and ask tons of questions. At about eight things would mellow and then the pediatrician would come in. After everyone was done visiting and checking my incision just my nurse would come in after that. One morning a doctor was trying to wake me up and I startled awake and scared them. It was funny because they jumped more then I did!

Our first night home Baby Girl slept fantastic, I on the other hand, was up every three to four hours, not fun. After being woke up for four nights that often my body was use to it and thought that was the schedule. I have now reset my body schedule and now we run on the sleep walking but alert schedule, meaning I have no idea at what time Baby Girl will wake up so get into bed ASAP and sleep some before she wakes up. I also have gotten really good at taking at least one nap a day with her. Other times she naps I shower or am on the computer. (Ok I have to confess, sometimes I take two naps with her! Some nights are better then others!)

Sorry this post is so long but now you know Baby Girl's story. (and yes this is very shortened from the other story I typed up which was four pages long!)

Pictures!!!

My tech savy husband helped me find where my computer puts my pictures so here you go.

In the carseat ready to go home. She was fine when we put her in it but as soon as we left the room she started screaming. She cried the whole wheelchair ride to the car, and she was loud about it. People would just look at me and smile as if to say "Good luck with that!"

She took a chunk of her cheek out with her killer nails, and they are killer!

Just after she was born. See her swollen eye and nose. Poor girl! But the swelling went down quickly.


Proud daddy and his Baby Girl! He kept the outfit on until someone made fun of him. So then he took off the white outfit but left the booties on. In fact my mom now has the white "sterile" outfit for some camp thing she is doing.



Stay tuned for more!

Baby Girls name

I know you are all very curious as to what Baby Girl's name is. Well here is why I have not posted it yet, my cute red headed sister Kimberly decided to go on a study abroad to Thailand. She left on the 2nd of May and comes home on the 26th. My family is on strict orders, from her, not to reveal the name until Kim sees Little Girl. I will post it the very next day for all of you! Please be patient!

SHE'S HERE

Baby Girl has arrived! I know you want pictures but I can't find the cable to download them so stay tuned. Baby Girl arrived on Thursday May 13 at 8:52 in the morning. She was 7 pounds 14.5 ounces and 22 inches long. I will post more about the birth later but she just woke up and is calling my name. Molly is trying to comfort her but it is not working!

Randomness

Baby Girl is costing me lots of money, and no I am talking about the clothes, birth, etc. part. I have wondered the mall (twice), Target, Walmart, the grocery store (twice), Home Depot and other places. When I wonder out I have bags with me, mostly of things that I could use but don't necessarily need. Walking is a good idea, but walking without your wallet is a better idea!

Why is it that the best chocolate shakes are those that are made with Hershey's chocolate? I could just make one at home but driving through is so much more convenient and the only clean up after is throwing the cup away!

To the lady who was behind me in line at Einsteins, when you ask a pregnant women how far along they are and she tells you that her little girl is actually five days overdue, DO NOT UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCE ask if it is twins. And then if she says no it is just one, NO NOT proceed to tell her about your friend who was pregnant with twins but didn't know until she gave birth. Really, really I am five days overdue and the last thing I want is for some random stranger to tell me that I look huge, because I feel huge and I feel like crap but I get out of bed and shower and walk to get Baby Girl out because that is what everyone tells me too do. So please when asking a pregnant person when she is due, just listen to her answer and say congratulation's.

Walking has not convinced Baby Girl to come, so tomorrow I will stay in bed all day, maybe then she will come. The only walking I will do is to the bathroom or kitchen and back to bed.

Staying home the past three weeks with the puppies has made me a little more in-patient with them. All they want to do is help, or are curious as to what I am doing, but what they really do is get in my way. Why do they insist on walking in front of me and then stopping randomly. Do they not understand that I can't see my feet, not to mention my balance is off, so stopping randomly in front of me will cause me to kick them. I really do love you puppies, but I think we have spent too much time together lately!

Watching tv is enjoyable, but not when some stupid random error keeps popping up. Do the people at Dish not know who they are dealing with? And if they do then why do they insist on trying to fix the problem over the phone, when the only thing that will fix the problem is if they send us a new box because the one they sent us broke, and this is not the first one that has broke. In fact this is the third in almost a year. Seriously, just listen to the customer and send us a new box when we tell you ours is defective!

Doctor Update

Off the subject, but did anyone else notice that the baby count down on the side of my blog is now counting up!? I know how many days I am over due thank you!
Here is what the doctor said yesterday- still zero! And still very high. In fact my cervix is still pointed very far back and high that it felt like it was in my throat! He did another ultrasound to make sure she is still head down and she is. Here is what happens now, because I am overdue I get to go in for a non-stress test. They make sure baby girl still has enough amniotic fluid and stuff. I go in for that on Tuesday morning. There is still the possibility I go into labor on my own before or even after that. If I don't then we will induce. My doctor came into the room and made sure I was still ok with being induced, knowing that labor could last 24 hours and I might need a cesarean even after all of that. (By the way doc- that was a HORRIBLE pep talk!) I looked at him and asked "What are my other options? Being pregnant for 42 weeks and then having to be induced?" No thank you!! This is where I put trust in my body and hope it figures out soon what to do. If it doesn't then I put my put my trust in my doctor and modern medicine. Depending on the time of day I am either crying, or ok with what is going on. My brother was over the other day and he said he doesn't understand why women freak out if their baby goes overdue. I told him until he is pregnant and feels the way I do, then he cannot say anything!
At this point it is a mind game and you just tell yourself it is going to happen, this baby will come out and she will be beautiful and a couple of days after she comes you will wish her back inside! That is my pep talk I give myself everyday. I do have good news though, people now tell me I am a cute pregnant person and I have not had anyone tell me I look huge for a long time! (which is probably a good thing because I am pretty sure I would go crazy on them!)

Happy Due Date (or CInco de Mayo)

Hope everyone is having a wonderful Cinco de Mayo! My little girl is having a fiesta in my belly! She has been moving a lot today. I think it is because she knows today is her due date and she wanted to let me know sorry mom but I am not coming yet. That's OK, I guess. Really when it comes down to it I don't have a choice. You enjoy it in my nice warm water bed belly baby girl because a moving date has been set. My nephew Tymon has had numerous conversations with her, and even after those she still wants to stay where she is. We ask him all the time when she is coming and he just smiles. When I hold him, I sit him on top of my belly and sometimes he kicks and kicks. He is excited to see his cousin (even though he will be out numbered 2 girls to one boy).
Baby girl has dropped a little, at least that is what everyone says. The other night JP mentioned that I had ribs again, so she must have moved. Actually I feel she has but I still don't think she has moved enough. My doctor appointment is tomorrow, it will be my last one. It is weird to think it is my last one. What is really weird to think is in one week, give or take a day or two, I will be holding my baby girl in my arms. I have housed this tiny little girl for nine months and she will be here. Everyone tells me to enjoy the last days of her in my belly because I will miss it after. I am sure I will miss feeling her move and her hiccups, which she gets about twice a day but I am very excited to see baby girl. I think JP is more excited, I also think reality is setting in and he is getting a little scared. We will now be in charge of taking care of another human being. She is very different then a turtle or fish! I am ready though, it is actually one of those ready or not here she comes type of deals. All her clothes are washed and put away, the crib is set up and made, the bassinet will move up to our room tonight, blankets are washed, the car seat is installed (this was the easiest thing to do!), I have a pediatrician and my bag is packed for the hospital, I am ready bring on baby girl!!