Pretties…

At 1 month old Afton got her toe’s painted for the first time. Bright pink with sparkles, because that’s how we roll. It took 3 of us to hold her still, when we started she was asleep however that didn’t last.

Easter 2012

Easter party at my mom’s house. Colored eggs, ate pizza, and decorated sugar cookies.

Easter Day spent at both Grandmas houses

April 1st 2012

Just a few of my favorite pictures!

March 6th 2012

I’ve been thinking about this post for a long time. Things I wanted to include and other things I wanted to keep private or not out for the world anyway. I read another mothers blog that was very to the point with details but still great and decided I am ready to share the birth of Afton Paige with you.

The Tuesday morning started out with a 8:50 doctor appointment, I was 37 1/2 weeks along and down to weekly visits. My blood pressure was extra high (it had been creeping up over the past few weeks) and I had a trace of protein in my urine so the doc decided to do a non-stress test, in which the baby looked great, I also had an ultra sound to check the fluid levels where they confirmed fluids were great, heartbeat was great and our little bundle was still in fact a girl. He also completed a blood test just to make sure everything was in fact ok. Other than that the visit was very routine, he checked me and I wasn’t dilated or thinning. Looking back I didn’t feel “great” like all the tests were showing but at the same time I didn’t feel horrible and I had such an excellent pregnancy I figured this was just part of the final weeks. After my appointment I headed home for a nap, when my sister called she could tell I was beat and scheduled me an appointment for a pedicure soon after my pampering there was a few last minute items I needed at the mall so I met my mom to pick those up (yes I realize I was suppose to be on bed rest). My mom and I were sharing a pretzel when I grabbed my phone because it was almost 5 and I knew David would be calling on his way home from work. Just as I got my phone out of my purse David called and in a panicked voice asked where I was, what I was doing, and why I wasn’t answering my doctor’s phone call. I laughed. I really thought he was joking. He immediately said something was wrong and I needed to go straight to the hospital. I hung up the phone with David and my doctor called again. He asked where I was and when I told him the mall he said “great you can meet me at eirmc in 5 minutes” then explained I had a rare but serious condition and he needed to deliver the baby asap. I was so scared, I asked if she was ok if everything would be alright and he said he would talk to me in person at the hospital. Little talking was done but I knew it was serious as nurses rushed around me. To make a very long story short and sweet I developed H.E.L.L.P Syndrome that caused my liver to elevate and my blood platelets to drop and the outcome was an emergency c-section done under general anesthesia so David couldn’t be in the OR with me. However, a perfect 7 lb 4 ounce 19 1/2 inch long perfect baby was born at 6:54 p.m. and no matter how scary and rushed it was I would do it all over again in an instant. Her sweet face made EVERYTHING worth it.

 

minutes after she was born. David was snapping pictures while I was “coming to” after dreaming about NSYNC and cursing before I even asked how my baby was.

Afton’s first bath.

patiently waiting to see my little girl, David brought me pictures while in recovery but I wanted the real thing

first family picture. I never realized how crappy I looked because I felt so happy. The morphine helped too.

We had lots of visitors and I regret not getting more pictures!

This picture was not an accident. This was the 2nd day I got up and moving and David is snapping picture of my butt in that sexy grandma gown, haha!

Our first day home. I just love this little girl!

Bed Rest…

As of yesterday I’m officially on bed rest until Afton Paige (yes that’s her name, no I’m not changing it again) gets here. I’m not sure what seems appealing about “bed rest” but everyone assumes it’s an exciting thing and I should be happy about it. I’m not however. I’m definitely following doctor’s orders because I know it’s not something to mess around with and I’ll do everything in my power to make this baby as healthy as possible. I’m not the type of person who can lay around all day. Okay, occasionally I’ve been known to not accomplish much but it seems like it’s far easier when it’s your idea rather than not an option. My blood pressure is extremely high but we’re passing all other tests as of now. Bed rest is just a precaution to ensure nothing else goes wrong because I’ve been told it can and in a hurry. So I’ll continue to go in weekly for check ups, ultrasound, and NST (non-stress test) and continue hoping the medication will control my blood pressure so I can carry this little wiggle worm full term.

Doctor seemed surprised when he mentioned the “bed rest” word and I began to cry. Apparently I’m a workaholic, not so much really but I like to do things on my terms and my body feels good enough to work at least a few days a week and lets be honest I don’t like being told what to do.

There’s my update. If you need me in the next few weeks I’ll be slowly making my way from my bed, to the couch, to a recliner. Reading Hunger Games, watching TV, facebook and blog stalking, and catching up on my baby magazines. Feel free to call me, text me, email me, and swing by a blue coconut cream slush and mozzarella sticks from Sonic anytime.

Quote…

I love, love, love this quote! Mostly because I’ve found that “someone” in my life and he’s oh so amazing. My hubby is good to me, and I know I’ve said it time and time again but better than I deserve- especially considering the hormones lately, poor guy! I can’t help but feel sorry for him and feel lucky to be me.

Also, because I dated some real idiots- seriously I cut one of those idiots hair just the other day and after that longest 15 minutes of my life was over all I could do was reminisce of the day HE broke up with ME. At the time all I could do was cry because I LOVED him and he was PERFECT. Looking back I was seriously wrong, he was an idiot then and turns out he still is- another one of those times I should have listened to my mother and she gets to refrain from the awesome saying “I told you so.”

I also really want this quote to be posted somewhere at my sisters wedding (one day) and I long for the day my wonderful sister reads this quote and really knows how it feels. I love my sister and she always finishes last with the dudes-speaking of idiots. Seriously! That was random.

Now if you’ll excuse me, that wonderful hubby I was speaking of earlier is taking me to:

and to see

oh I can hardly wait to see Mr Tatum on the big screen

Babysitting…

I was asked to babysit Ahliya while Enrique (Dave’s friend) went on a date. I was hesitant, for many reasons…

#1- I ‘watch/hangout’ with my nieces I don’t “babysit” and haven’t since I was… I dunno 15?

#2-This is DAVE’S friend, and children love DAVE- why on earth did I get the phone call?

#3- I was fairly certain I was incapable of entertaining a 3 year old for hours- dinner and a movie date… oh boy!

However, I don’t remember the last time Rico (aka Enrique) had any desire to take a girl on an actual date so guilt kicked in and I talked myself into agreeing.

David and I had some running around town and shopping to do and decided we could take her along, apparently we wore her out…

It was getting late, and quite honestly I was getting tired. I was laying down reading my book, David was watching tv and when I looked over to see what Ahliya was doing this is how I found her- laying on my heat/vibrating pad reading my 25,001 baby name book.

She is such a doll! We had fun, and I was so relived when her dad finally came to pick her up. Phew, that was a lot of work!