Well, you little Miss have kept me on my toes and my arms full so it has been longer than I had planned to get her blog going but it is officially underway!!!! You are now two months old but let's start at the beginning.........October 3rd I went into the doctor's office because you had not been moving and I was worried. Well I got to the doc's and got hooked up to the heart monitor and as I had felt......no movement. Your heartbeat was at a stable 150....no more and no less. The doc did not like this as there should be some fluctuation so I got to visit the labor & delivery floor for stimulated contractions. Hours later, you decided to move around a little bit and I was sent home. I still didn't fell assured that everything was okay and the stimulation of the contractions seemed to work b/c they did not let up all night or the next day. Dr. McKee called the next morning to check on me/you and I told him about the contractions. He advised me to come in around lunch if they didn't let up. So here we are, lunch time rolls around and you are still making your presence known. So off to the doctor's I go.....but not before a quick run to McDonalds. You see, the day prior of monitoring was long and uneventful.......with no food so I was sure not going to starve again while laying there for hours just to be sent home. I get a quarter pounder and a milkshake and take it down without thought. I get to labor and delivery, get hooked up to the monitor and start flipping through the tv for some daytime tv. Your daddy keeps calling and checking on me and asking me when I get to come home, what is going on, etc........all questions which I had no answers to.......until the nurse came in and said "Well girl....you aren't going home today......you are going to have a baby". What?!?!!!!! You weren't due until the 21st and I promised everyone at work that I would return. You seemed to have different plans. Your heartrate was around 140/150 but every time I would have a contraction, it would fall to 70 or 80 meaning that you were under stress for some reason. This was not part of my plan.....I was supposed to have a few more weeks to enjoy quarter pounders and milkshakes.....woops. The need for that last meal kinda put us in a pickle and we had to wait longer to get going so my meal could process.....go figure. Anyway, I called your daddy and told him that we were going to meet you today. He was about to leave work and of course kept asking questions I did not have answers to like......when is it going to happen? do I have time to go home and get our stuff?? Ummmmm.......really? Get up to the hospital now and get in this room with me you crazy man! Your daddy finally got there and so did your Omi. Omi tried her best to talk the nurses into letting her stay with me but they knew better. They sent her off to the waiting room and me and your daddy headed towards the OR. I went inside while daddy waiting for them to give me my pain shot. Before we knew it, everything was underway and I heard your beautiful cry. I got to see you for a second and then the nurses took you to clean you up. I then got stiched up and got to hold you while we went to the room. You met your brother first and he was amazed by you. He didn't have any words......which is rare! Everyone one else followed and were introduced to our special little girl.
Everyone loved you from the moment you came into this world. You are one lucky girl to have so many people care about you so much. Always remember that everyone one will always love you no matter what. We will all be here for you through good times and bad. You will never be alone.
