Allow me to introduce you to my Daughter!

She's here! And she is the most beautiful doll baby with the craziest head of hair! Yeap that is a new mother who thinks that she has the cutest baby, but I can feel that way, right??!!

And what a birth story she has. We were suppose to induce the day after the tornadoes which was 40 wks to the day, but power was completely knocked out across the city. So the hospital was on generators and therefore all elective work was cancelled. What made it all so stressful for Chris and I (everyone is okay) was that all phone lines were down and we had no way of getting ahold of our doctor and she was completely against letting me go past 41 weeks. We were panicking. Several days after the storms, phone lines were restore and we were able to get scheduled again six days later.

Come to that day and we went into the hospital early to get the ball rolling with the pitocin. (Not a fan by the way, lol) Anyway, my doctor wanted me to be prepared for a c-section. I had made her painfully aware that I did not want a c-section unless is was medically necessary, and for her to be prepared for me to completely freak out on the table if that was the case. I DO NOT handle medical "stuff" very well.

So the plan was to give the natural way a good ole "college try" (in her words) and take it from there. And I was going to hold off on the epidural as long as I could because I knew that the spinal would be more effective....

Fast forward ten hours later and I was singing a different tune. They had the pitocin up full blast and I was having contractions every three minutes lasting a minute long. Miserable is putting it mildly. There is only so much that pain meds in a IV can do. I had BARELY progressed, and I couldn't take it any longer, the thought of a c-section was beautiful. So I told the doc, "let's do this" and not even 30 seconds later I was bombarded by doctors and nurses. They were pulling and tugging and I honestly can't even remember what all happened, but God love my doctor she had her out thirty minutes after I gave the go ahead. She knew I was terrified of a c-section and she didn't even give me a chance to freak out about it. I blinked and it was all over and I was holding my daughter. I can't tell you how thankful I am for my doctor, she was awesome.

She was born May 4, 2011 at 3:22 pm weighing 7 lbs 13 oz and the fullest head of hair. It's no wonder why I was popping Tums like it was nobody's business. I serious think that water gave me heartburn.

Here she is!

I'm one proud Mama! lol She is such a ham and aside from the sleep, we are having a ball! :-)