P.s. I would take Lilly's labor over pregnancy ANY DAY!
This is how we told our family's the gender. David and I spray painted our own t-shirts and called everyone to see if they thought we were having a boy or girl. The people who were right got to know the gender before the others!
Pretty apprehensive. Today, everything changes!
Our beautiful baby girl arrives after only pushing through 3 contractions!
There were no complications. The only thing abnormal was that Lilly was born without "brown fat", which is the fat lining the muscles of one's body to regulate their temperature. She was so skinny! They had to do 3 tests on her every hour until she could keep her own body warm. Then Mommy finally got her back!
Proud Daddy stayed by Lilly's side through everything. (He was also great support during labor. Lilly and I are lucky girls!)
Grandma Czirban was the first to visit the new little one! Only an hour after she was born. Three generations of little girls with big dimples!
Pretty girls :)
David's family came as soon as they could. Great Grandma Sommers, Grandma Martin and Sammy Martin had all returned from a two week long trip in Europe that day. Thank goodness they were home just in time to see Lilly the same day she was born!
Three generations (minus David)
Great Grandma Sommers holding Lilly for the first time
Grandma and Grandpa Martin holding Lillian for their first times!
Sammy, holding her new niece!
David's youngest sister, Melanie, holding Lilly
No, this isn't an extra large carseat. She was so tiny, I was afraid they wouldn't let us take her home because she hardly fit in her carseat! Good thing she's got lots of padding to surround her!
And to finish up, I'd like to share a poem that got me through those long days of pregnancy and all the depression, illnesses, aches, and stretch marks that go with it!
"A mark for every breath you took, every blink, every sleepy yawn. One for every time you sucked your thumb, waved hello, closed your eyes and slept in the most perfect darkness. One for every time you had the hiccups. One for every dream you dreamed within me. It isn't very pretty anymore. Some may even think it ugly. That's okay. It was your home. It's where I first grew to love you, where I lay my hand as I dreamed about who you were and who you would be. It held you until my arms could, and for that, I will always find something beautiful in it."
~Given to me from Mecayle Kunz
Shelby--thanks for your comment. And don't you dare delete your blog! I know sometimes it can feel a little competitive, but I think the cool part about blogs is that they create a kind of community. I have friends that I am way closer to because of blogging--especially ones that live across the country (or even in other countries). Don't feel pressure because someone else does something one way or another. I have always loved writing so my blog tends to be heavy on the writing. Brenda loves quilting so she shows off her quilts. Tricia posts hilarious photos and captions because, well, she's hilarious. Just make it unique for you. I know you love to draw and paint. You should make a goal to draw or paint one thing a week and post it to your blog. I would LOVE to see all the things you do (remind me to tell you a funny story about me sketching a tissue box). You can even post links to facebook so people know you are blogging.
ReplyDeleteAnyway, just make it about your life and enjoy others' blogs for who and what they are. I tend to read blogs of people I know because the ones where people do it for a living can start to make me feel a little insecure. Most of us can't devote that much time to blogging. But seriously, don't give up. Every blogger thinks about giving up at some point so it's completely normal. Just resist the urge :)