Our baby girl decided to come two weeks early. We had planned to be induced on Thursday, but Easter Sunday I went into labor (which I had never done before--we've always been induced). I started not feeling well around 5:00pm. I was nausious, and had diarreah, and just didn't feel good. Around 7:30pm I started having contractions. We called the doctor around 9:00pm, my contractions were 5 or 6 minutes apart, so he told us to head to the hospital just to be on the safe side, especially where we have to travel an hour to get there. By 10:00pm we had the kids situated, I got my blessing from John, and we were headed to the hospital. With all the rushing around (I still hadn't packed my hospital bag) we forgot to take our usual picture of me being pregnant. We took one in the hospital after I remembered.
They had to do a spinal tap in the operating room for the C-Section. So not only was I not doing this naturally, but we had to pay for an epidural AND a spinal tap. That was frustrating to me. John thought they said that baby was coming, and stood up too early and saw way more than he wanted. He sat back down next to me and said he felt like he was going to pass out. I tried to get him to focus, but then I saw his eyes glaze over and he fell towards me. He hit the table next to my shoulder and fell on the floor. I couldn't do anything--both my arms were strapped down and I couldn't see anyone to get him some help. I hated that feeling. :( Pretty soon they noticed he was on the floor and told him to lay still for a minute. The C-Section went smoothly (It took them longer to prep than to do the surgery) and after a few short minutes I got to see my baby girl over the curtain before the took her to take her vitals. That was hard to not be able to hold her right away. I've always been able to do that. One of the nurses grabbed our camera from John while he was sitting down and took pictures for us so we wouldn't miss anything.
I love this picture of John's hands around Lindey's feet. :)
When the nurses took her for the night, they brought her back to me with her cap off and a cute bow in her hair. So precious!
She was quite alert--taking in the world.
Ian holding Lindey.
We were in the hospital for four days. We went home on Thursday. We found this cute little white dress with pink trim and jacket at Sears. She looked so cute in it--even if it was a little big on her.
Waiting around to be discharged. That process always takes WAY too long.
Welcome to the family baby girl!