Officially a Mommy

This morning started with my tummy hurting like crazy. Of course, about the same time that I got up to spend an hour or so in the bathroom, Emmy was hungry so she spent a lot of time in the bathroom with me, in her carseat on the floor. I am sure she was thrilled with that.

We went to the Baptist Hospital to look at YET ANOTHER BREAST PUMP. I realized that I can buy one for what it will cost to rent one for three months. Of course, there is the fear that I will buy yet another pump that won't take care of us. I have two (a cheap electric and a manual) that are sitting in bags worthless to anyone. You can't return or reuse them so they are just sitting there pointless. But if I rent a pump to just see if I like it, I have to buy the start up kit for $55 so it's just weird all the way around. Then, Emmy had her two week check up and the little one is growing like mad! She weighed 7 lb and 15 oz and was 20.5 inches long--she gained 13 ounces in two weeks!!!!!!!!!!!!! My little piggy.

I wanted to wait until after her appointment to take her to the office to meet my coworkers so we went this afternoon. Of course everyone thought she was adorable. Just before I left, I went into my boss's office and as she was holding Emmy, she just pooped away so she suggested I change her before I left. I even put down her little changing pad on her couch and took off her little outfit and diaper. And then she pooped projectile onto me. And the couch. My daughter crapped on my boss's couch. It was all over my jeans and her clothes. I had to take her clothes off and she rode home in her diaper wrapped up in a blanket. Oh my God.

I love this kid.

Shout out

I tell Emmy about her Yia Yia all the time and she is wearing her froggie outfit as a shoutout to you.

After we had to change for the third time today, Emmy wore something other than pink. We spend a lot of time in the living room so she has lots of stuff accumulated in there and I told John we would need a different blanket since we were not wearing pink and the pink blanket that we keep in there would just not do. He said he doubted that WE gave a crap really but I got a white and yellow blanket regardless.

Today's plan...

Today Emmy and I are going to visit a babysitter. Oh Lord... what am I going to do when I leave this baby girl? It's going to kill me! I am sure that Emmy is going to want to eat and have a room to potentially sleep in one day, so I am going to have to go back to work eventually.

Here she is in her Valentine's outfit. I love the little socks that look like Mary Jane shoes--so very cute.

Photos for Fun

Daddy went back to work today so Emmy and I had to find something to entertain ourselves. We decided to take lots of pictures. This kid tickles me to no end... she is so fun!

Here is our bathing beauty. Apparently, bath time ROCKS.

This is the closest we have come to sleeping in our crib---falling asleep in the car seat and mama moving it to the crib. Ha, ha.... So witty...

Looks remarkably like a pink cottonball...

So sweet

About 5 am, John says, "how is it that anyone that looks that sweet can make that much noise??" I am not sure that I know but man, the kid has lungs! Last night was unbelievable. Emmy started screaming about 11 pm and didn't stop until 6 am. Then the dog would have an accident and the outside dogs would start barking and and the cat could be heard vomiting but could not be found. It was wild but then she was sleeping with Daddy again this morning and just absolutely precious again.

Man, I love this.

Oh, Momma, What a Week!

She's here and she is perfect! Emmy Ruth arrived at 3:58 p.m. on Tuesday the 13th at 7 pounds 2 ounces, 19.75 inches long.

Tuesday morning around one, I got up so sick. I was up all night sick and finally called the doctor at 4am. They said since I could not even keep water down, it was probably a virus and not labor. I had my doctor appointment at 840am anyway for the biophysical profile so we just held out until then to get there. I called the office and told them that I was so sick anyway and that I would not be in regardless of when they were going to induce labor. About 8, on the way to the doctor's office, I started having contractions about 2-3 minutes apart. When we got there, I told the receptionist I was either in labor or had salmonella and they sent me back for the ultrasound. Because I didn't have any water in my bladder, she really had to push on my belly for images and I told her I was going to puke on her so she said, "oh you might be in labor"--amazing of her to pick up on that--and sent me to have the doctor check me out. I was in fact in labor and 2 to 3 cm dilated and we went off to the hospital. Thankfully, the hospital and the doctor's office are in the same medical complex or John might have possibly run over small animals. I reminded him that we stop at stop signs as he plowed over the first run of speed bumps past the first stop sign. I got in to the hospital and as they checked me in, John went to get the bags from the car.

My contractions were getting worse but this stomach virus was really getting me. I kept telling the nurses I was going to be sick and they didn't believe me... they do now! The nurse gave me the little spit thing to throw up in but after I filled that and the rest of the bed, they realized that I was really kind of sickly. The anesthesiologist came in to do the epidural and said that because my white count was so high, they could not do it. John and I looked at each other and almost burst in to tears. They did give me a shot and ultimately did the epidural. Thank goodness! I must have had the best one ever because I never felt anything else. Turns out, I was so dehydrated that her little heart rate kept going up which caused my labor to kick into gear. Daddy got there, Natalie and Tara were there and John of course, and I really had a pretty quick labor. At 3, they said they were for me to start pushing and she arrived at 358pm. John and Tara were there--Tara cut the cord! It was so amazing. Of course, I never knew what to really expect but this was so amazing--I never thought it would be so great. The epidural was amazing so I never hurt after it was in--in fact when the doctor said that the next contraction would be the one that delivered her, I was looking at John laughing "can you believe this is really happening??" It was nuts! So, she gets here and they take her over to the side to get her fixed up and ready for her debut. It took forever to finally have them give her to us. Tara went out to the waiting room to tell Daddy and everyone that she was here and we were okay.

John managed to get the stomach virus I had on Thursday. We came home around 11 and he was so very sick, bless his heart. He was so upset an already missed Emmy. He is so smitten with her and cannot stand to not be with her. He is so funny and I never imagined he would be this way with her.

OH, you would love her! She's so tiny and so precious. I already cannot remember what it was like to not have this little thing attached to my shoulder. She is so funny. Every now and then, she will pump her little fist in the air and just leave it there like she is really cheering for something. John says it is like she is at a Skynard show or something. She has the funniest little faces and looks so much like her daddy. You would absolutely be delighted with her. She makes us giggle constantly. I am trying to take video of her since she has changed so much in just a week.

I am so very happy. More,

41 Weeks Pregnant

Nope, no baby.

Welcome to 1972

John and I have forged ahead into the 1970's by purchasing a portable dishwasher at an estate sale this weekend. Our house is almost 100 years old and the design of the kitchn does not allow for a dishwasher to be installed without a complete remodeling. I have over 50 kitchen cabinets and I am leary to do anything that might cost me some of that space. We have tossed around the idea of a portable dishwasher for a while but they are usually so small that we decided it wasn't really worth it. Then, Natalie saw this one at an estate sale and called us and we rushed right over to get it. It's avacado green--it reminds me of the fridge, washer and dryer that mom replaced several years ago--and it is huge! And it has a butcher block top on it. So, now I am on the hunt to get the adapter needed to connect it to the sink and we are actually going to be among those with all the fancy upgrades and appliances. John's next project is to paint it--we decided that the avacado green was only a novelty and not coming back into style anytime soon so we did pick up some appliance paint as well.

Oh yeah and today, seems like something else is going on today... oh wait--not going on today! Today is the official due date but we have no little munchkin to report on yet. At least the doctor is not going to let me go over more than two weeks--which is great.