New to Me: My First Moments as a Mommy

She was born September 13th 2008 - 10 days late! She weighed 12- no I'm kidding 8lbs. 8oz. They said 21 inches but she was more like 20. Lots of beautiful golden hair, no one knows where it came from. She is my sweetness. It took Kyle and I a day and a half to commit to a name. Her name means 'beautiful' or 'strait of water' It suits her well.

She suprised us! All along Doc said her head is down, she's perfect, and then 10 days after she was due, they were starting to induce and Doc decides to double check on this girls position. Positively breech. Doc asked me when and what I last ate, made fun of me because it was a poptart, and told me I couldn't eat or drink I was going into surgery. Bummer, I was thirsty. So thats me over there just waiting it out. What a pretty dress. And this is how Kyle waited it out. I sure love

football season. Quote from Kyle: "Good thing we paid for those birth classes to learn how to breathe and sit and stuff." (I never even had a contraction.)

I am so glad I didn't have more time to think about it. I fought my doctor on inducing me at all, she had delayed it once for me already. I wanted so badly to try and deliver her naturally. Alas, those plans were out the window, but it was all ok until they sat me on that operating table. The tears flowed freely, and there was nowhere to hide them. The worst part was not the needles. It was the stuff they used to clean my back - so cold - I squirmed all over the place, then I held perfectly still for the poke. They put a screen up so I couldn't see and Kyle held my hand. He peeked over and saw them pulling apart my stomach muscles. They told me I'd feel pressure and I thought they broke my ribs -In a good way- then I heard her and she pooped and peed on the doctors, and they held her up to a little window in the screen for half a second and then took all the way across the room to clean and weigh and check her.