Today we had Lillian's second birthday party! I can't believe my baby girl is two already! It seems like just yesterday she was born! I will NEVER forget that labor and delivery! Or even that pregnancy for that matter. There wasnt a single day through out that nine months that I didnt worry that she wouldnt make it. After three losses we had completely given up on having any more kids. On September 24, 2008 I lost my last baby. On October 24th my cycle started and November 6th I knew instantly I was pregnant and low and behold November 28, 2008 my sister Kimmy and I went to do some Black Friday Christmas shopping. Our last stop was Target in Shakopee. I told her, "I better get a test because I'm positive it'll be positive". I am pretty sure she laughed at me. Sure as shit I took the test as soon as I got home and BAM! I had a positive test! I was stunned! I was scared! I was nervous! I was overwhelmed.. but most of all I was excited! I called my doctors office right away that following Monday so I could get in before it resulted in another loss. They did a blood test, had me come back a few days later for another blood test and then later that second day, I got a call that my numbers were exactly where they were supposed to be and that so far everything looked great!!
I went in for my first full blown OB appointment at 9 weeks (a little early but for a good reason). At that appointment my doctor listened for the baby's heartbeat and didnt hear anything. She then went on to do an ultrasound and said that its uncommon for us to hear a heartbeat that early. Well, that ultrasound showed a little bouncing 'bean' with a strong heartbeat!
So at 12 weeks I got to come in for a normal scheduled OB appointment. The doctor again went to listen to find the baby's heartbeat and we didnt hear it. My stomach sank and tears welled up in my eyes. My amazing OB said she wouldnt let me leave until we knew if the baby was ok or not so she brought in the portable ultrasound machine again and as soon as we found the baby (she was a squirmy little thing) we found a very strong heartbeat. Every single OB appointment went on nearly the same way.. My nerves would fly all over the place in anticipation of hearing a heartbeat.
By week 20 I was beyond ready to know what gender this miracle baby was. I prayed for a little girl. Joe as usual was praying for a little boy. The tech asked "do you want to know the gender of the baby?" I nodded my head, turned to Joe, he rolled his eyes and said "fine" and the tech said "It's a GIRL!" I cried! Then she said she couldnt get a very clear picture of her heart. So after nearly an hour the pictures that she finally got showed that something might be wrong. My heart sank.. I worried and cried for three days straight. Finally we got to go back in for another ultrasound. After a day of waiting for the results, my OB called and said that everything looked good and that the baby was going to be fine. From that point on I knew that my baby girl would be named Lillian Grace. Lillian after my great-great aunt Lillian who never had children and who had many miscarriages and still borns and Grace because it was by the grace of God that I got another baby who was healthy. I remember the days sitting on the couch and worrying because I couldnt feel her move. I would text Joe and let him know that she hadnt moved and that I was worried. He would always respond with "she is OK. she is sleeping, let her sleep". That never eased my mind. I wouldnt settle down til she wiggled.
Then the day came. July 28, 2009. Joe and I went in for a scheduled iduction. It was only two days before my due date so the doctor was completely ok with it. We got to the hospital at 9pm after making a pit stop at Target to get all four of the Fast and the Furious movies. I was already having contractions so they didnt start me on anything and just let me sleep. By 7am my doctor was in and decided to start me on pitocin to move the contractions along. She said because I was already 2cm that I could have my epidural as soon as I wanted it. At that point in time I wasnt feeling the contractions and didnt ever want to feel the contractions so I told her to have it sent up right away.
By 8:30am I had my epidural in. My labor was 'long' and slow. It seemed like getting to 4cm was what took the longest. I had a great nurse named Anita. She had a student nurse following her around and trying to do as much as possible. That one I could have slapped silly. By 4:40pm I am screaming and crying in pain.. the student nurse checked me and when my nurse asked her how far I was, her response was "I'm not sure". I thought "Really?! Are you kidding me?! You just checked! How could you not know!?" Anita said "I know you're in pain so I wont re-check you but I am going to call the doctor up right away". Not 5 minutes later my OB was there! She came over and just had to look and all she said was "Oh my! The baby's head is out. I need my scrubs." I was furious with that student nurse! How in the world could she NOT tell that the baby was coming out?! A few pushes later and I had a brand new baby girl in my arms. A healthy 8 pound 9 ounces and 21.5" long baby girl. I was relieved.
Now two years later she is my mini-me! Let me clarrify, she looks just like I did at her age. And she is as beautiful as ever! She is such a sweet little girl! She loves giving mommy and daddy hugs and kisses. She loves to dance. She loves music. She loves babies. She loves Barbies. She loves piggies. She loves her blankies. She loves her sisters. She loves her brother. She loves her papas and her ma-maws. She loves her Mimmie. She loves her Nori (Lori). She loves her Chie (Richie). She loves free-frees (freezees). She loves E and Stee (Erinn and Stevie). She loves almost everything. She hates dogs. She hates cats. She hates cows. She hates most animals actually.
I wouldnt want her any other way! Scaredy cat or not she is perfect just the way she is!
Happy Birthday Lillian Grace!!
I went in for my first full blown OB appointment at 9 weeks (a little early but for a good reason). At that appointment my doctor listened for the baby's heartbeat and didnt hear anything. She then went on to do an ultrasound and said that its uncommon for us to hear a heartbeat that early. Well, that ultrasound showed a little bouncing 'bean' with a strong heartbeat!
So at 12 weeks I got to come in for a normal scheduled OB appointment. The doctor again went to listen to find the baby's heartbeat and we didnt hear it. My stomach sank and tears welled up in my eyes. My amazing OB said she wouldnt let me leave until we knew if the baby was ok or not so she brought in the portable ultrasound machine again and as soon as we found the baby (she was a squirmy little thing) we found a very strong heartbeat. Every single OB appointment went on nearly the same way.. My nerves would fly all over the place in anticipation of hearing a heartbeat.
By week 20 I was beyond ready to know what gender this miracle baby was. I prayed for a little girl. Joe as usual was praying for a little boy. The tech asked "do you want to know the gender of the baby?" I nodded my head, turned to Joe, he rolled his eyes and said "fine" and the tech said "It's a GIRL!" I cried! Then she said she couldnt get a very clear picture of her heart. So after nearly an hour the pictures that she finally got showed that something might be wrong. My heart sank.. I worried and cried for three days straight. Finally we got to go back in for another ultrasound. After a day of waiting for the results, my OB called and said that everything looked good and that the baby was going to be fine. From that point on I knew that my baby girl would be named Lillian Grace. Lillian after my great-great aunt Lillian who never had children and who had many miscarriages and still borns and Grace because it was by the grace of God that I got another baby who was healthy. I remember the days sitting on the couch and worrying because I couldnt feel her move. I would text Joe and let him know that she hadnt moved and that I was worried. He would always respond with "she is OK. she is sleeping, let her sleep". That never eased my mind. I wouldnt settle down til she wiggled.
Then the day came. July 28, 2009. Joe and I went in for a scheduled iduction. It was only two days before my due date so the doctor was completely ok with it. We got to the hospital at 9pm after making a pit stop at Target to get all four of the Fast and the Furious movies. I was already having contractions so they didnt start me on anything and just let me sleep. By 7am my doctor was in and decided to start me on pitocin to move the contractions along. She said because I was already 2cm that I could have my epidural as soon as I wanted it. At that point in time I wasnt feeling the contractions and didnt ever want to feel the contractions so I told her to have it sent up right away.
By 8:30am I had my epidural in. My labor was 'long' and slow. It seemed like getting to 4cm was what took the longest. I had a great nurse named Anita. She had a student nurse following her around and trying to do as much as possible. That one I could have slapped silly. By 4:40pm I am screaming and crying in pain.. the student nurse checked me and when my nurse asked her how far I was, her response was "I'm not sure". I thought "Really?! Are you kidding me?! You just checked! How could you not know!?" Anita said "I know you're in pain so I wont re-check you but I am going to call the doctor up right away". Not 5 minutes later my OB was there! She came over and just had to look and all she said was "Oh my! The baby's head is out. I need my scrubs." I was furious with that student nurse! How in the world could she NOT tell that the baby was coming out?! A few pushes later and I had a brand new baby girl in my arms. A healthy 8 pound 9 ounces and 21.5" long baby girl. I was relieved.
Now two years later she is my mini-me! Let me clarrify, she looks just like I did at her age. And she is as beautiful as ever! She is such a sweet little girl! She loves giving mommy and daddy hugs and kisses. She loves to dance. She loves music. She loves babies. She loves Barbies. She loves piggies. She loves her blankies. She loves her sisters. She loves her brother. She loves her papas and her ma-maws. She loves her Mimmie. She loves her Nori (Lori). She loves her Chie (Richie). She loves free-frees (freezees). She loves E and Stee (Erinn and Stevie). She loves almost everything. She hates dogs. She hates cats. She hates cows. She hates most animals actually.
I wouldnt want her any other way! Scaredy cat or not she is perfect just the way she is!
Happy Birthday Lillian Grace!!
The cake
Lily admiring the big bow
excited
giving it a taste
wearing the non-edible bow
so happy to finally have cake
such a big girl
'reading' her birthday card
love this smile!
Lily was absolutely facinated with her new barbie! She didnt want to bother opening any of the other gifts.
Daddy helped her open it..
So HAPPY!
LeapFrog fridge farm! Lily played with this right away too!
trying to get it out of the box..
ooohh what's in this box..
YAY! New shoes for shoe-a-holic!
and a pretty new outfit!
She loves the microphone too!
pretty Tinkerbell slippers!
ANOTHER BARBIE!!!
She is so happy to have her own barbies!
Checking out another gift!
playing with her barbies while eating a sucker
that was a yummy sucker!
a gift from cousin Shelley
she got excited about this one
she didnt want to open this gift at first.. she got into it once Aunite V helped her
a piggy! He talks, snores, shakes, etc and she was scared at first..
doing better with the piggy while sitting on grandma's lap..
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