Mommy and Daddy kisses

First bath and such...

It's my first bath.  At first I wasn't too excited about it, but as I thought about it I decided it wasn't too bad.

yeah, I thinking I can handle this...

See I survived, and lived to tell about it!

Now I'm in my jammies and ready for a bed time snack! (ps, not daddy's best picture!)

Wishing her life away

Two weeks ago I found myself wrapped around one of the smallest little finger ever.  As I looked at that little face I fell more and more in love with her by the minute... she has the cutest little fingers and makes the wierdest grunting/growling noises.  Then I saw her unbilical cord and thought that is the grosses thing ever.  Then I decided I couldn't wait until it came off...  Then last night, at 13 days old, her umbilical cord came off.  and as excited as i thought i would be, because diapering her just became a 100 times easier, I was a little sad, and I decided that I'm not going to wish Zoe's life away.  As exciting as it will be when she rolls over, or begins to crawl, or says her first word, I'm not going to sit around hoping for those moments and forget to enjoy the moment that she is currently at.  Because before I know it she will be driving or going to college or something. 

She's here!

One minute I was thinking about bowling with a bunch of stinky middle school kiddos, the next minute i am sitting in a puddle of yuck!  luckly I was in Blakes car... in the drivers seat, and thankfully I have a leader that is amazing with the students, so i could drive away.

And that is what I did... yes I continued to drive, all the way home to change my pants, get my stuff and head to the hospital.  Our friend Hannah meet us at the house to take care of ben. (note ben was WAY attentive all day on friday, never too far away from me... I think he know Zoe was coming!) 

I gave ben some snuggles and blake and I headed to the hospital.  by the time I made it up to the treague room I was once again sitting in a puddle...  no one ever told me that once your water breaks it continue to leak THE WHOLE TIME. 

So Blake and I got admitted and moved into our new room.  It's about 11 PM now.  they start checking my vitals, put on the baby heart monitor and the contraction tracker and they tell me to go to sleep...  my contractions were not horrible, so I listened. 

We woke up around 7ish when our new birthing nurse came is.  Marilyn was the MOST AMAZING NURSE EVER!  She was open and honest with us and very good advocate for me.  She was also an amazing woman of God... and her churches secretary, so we had a lot to talk about.

About 11 the Dr. came in and started making demands for our game plan. I was tired and over whelm and started crying, blake was upset with the dr...  so the dr's left and blake and I with the help of marilyn decided that we needed some help to get this thing started.  First they put me on antibotics and then a couple hours they started Pitocin.  About 5 the contractions kicked in. at first they wernt too bad.  Then the back labor started.  I could no longer say anything.  i got in the big tube to help ease the pain... it only worked a little bit. 

Our game plan was to do it all natural, but the back labor was so hard, and our AMAZING night nurse told us we had about 6 more hours of this type of labor.  And that I was only 3 cm dialated.  At that point I knew I needed a epidural.  It took the the dr. FOREVER to come and put in the epidural.  i was getting whinny and mean.  but once the meds kicked in I felt good....  so I went to sleep. 

At one point Zoe's heart rate dropped to 50, and gave us a scare, but she got it back up.  I woke up later to hear Kathy, the nurse, calling the Dr. to come because she was concerned about Zoe's irregular heart beat.  They put a cap monitor on Zoe to get a better heart beat.  And then informed me that I was 9cm dialated.  A little later we woke blake up because it was time to start pushing.  As I pushed the dr. discovered the cause of my back pain...  She was face up.  So we pushed, Zoe's irregular heart beat continued to be a concern.  Finally the Dr. said we have 2 choices, forceps or c-section.  We went for the forceps.  I pushed, the dr. pulled... nothing. the Dr. looked at me and said one more push if she doen't come we will have to do a c-section.  I pushed with everything and finally she came! a little cone headed, but perfect! 7lb 5oz 20 inches long!

Did i mention that she was born on sunday morning....  i started this process Friday night...

I am so thankful for my nurses Marilyn and Kathy two amazing women of God who were just what we needed to help us through this process... and for Dr. Fritz, the resident dr... he was so great!  Dr. Sierra wasn't as personalable as the rest of the crew, but he was the perfect person to get Zoe out!

So that's my long drawn out story!

Paper or baby!?!

So here I sit, 39+ weeks pregnant, hiding in my bed room, listening to my dog lick his paws because my hubby is playing D&D down stairs. Some may think being banished to their room is no fun, but I'm diggin it.  You see, I have this paper...  it's for my Ministry license.  It's due March 19th.  I'm due March 11.  I need to finish the paper so when miss thing comes I don't have to worry about the paper... but I don't really want to write this paper.  I've already done my years in seminary, i'm done thinking thelogically, now i'm ready to play games and go on fun trips with youth....  Anywho, the paper is about 2 questions and a few editing from being done.  Zoe on the other hand, who knows when she's going to come.  she's quite content where she's at.  She's rolling around, and only making my ribs hurt every once in awhile. 

So here's my new Goal: Finish paper tomorrow, so baby can come when shes ready too......  there i put it on the world wide web, therefore it shall be!