I was big. ( and I can't find the photo!) I gained around 50 lbs with both pregnancies...Ooops.It was MLK day and Anne had come over to spend the day with me. The morning I went in to the dr. for my PRE-OP visit and then Anne and I were suppose to clean my house. I wanted a clean house before the big C-Section day on Wednesday the 18th. Anne and I did NOT clean. We laid on the couch and slept. We were so lazy. I had all day on Tuesday (so I thought) to clean my house and finish packing. Anne drove me and Parker to Kennedale to have a family dinner of sorts with the Pearson side of the family. On the way there...I got this pain. No worries. I had those before, I blamed Anne's driving!:) I started timing those little discomforts, but Anne and I kept it secret. It was just between Anne, me, and Parker. It was just a false alarm....right? Anne stayed over at SIL's house to eat with us...we had pea salad, Mammy's fried chicken, mashed potatoes, homemade peach cobbler. I was in heaven. By the end of dinner, I was having to reset my timer on my watch a little often and SIL picked up on it. I tried to play it off, but the jokes began. Finally, I couldn't take it any longer. I needed to go home and lay down. I was really having a hard time not showing the PAIN I was beginning to have. So we left telling everyone we would see them on Wednesday. On the way home...PAIN! But again, I thought if I just laid down and went to sleep the pain would go away like it had before. We got home and put Parker in the bath, and Stacey called my dr. He said to bring me in. The contractions were 8 minutes apart and had been for over an hour. We called Jenny and come stay with Parker (THANK YOU SO MUCH) so we could go to the hospital...and the Waxahachie team would be close behind. Which was kind of the plan....but ALL plans were off. Jenny got here and I could barely stand up! Stacey called some family but told them not to come to the hospital, they may send us home. We race off to the hospital...it was around 11:30pm. By the time we got to the hospital...the contractions were 4 minutes apart, and the doctor checked me and said I was already at a 5!!!!! YIKES! They weren't sending anyone home, and luckily the family didn't honor Stacey's advice to wait on another phone call. Waxahachie, Denton, Kennedale, all made it by the time baby girl made it. They began to slow everything down while the operating room and stuff was prepared. Luckily my Dr. was already there delivering another baby. I just remembering thinking...it wasn't suppose to be like this. I was suppose to have make-up on and look nice in the pictures...I wasn't suppose to go through labor this time!!!
You will have to wait on baby girls hospital pictures....because she wasn't born until tomorrow!!!
All of this...and to let you know that my Mamma is in the hospital again with heart problems. I am off to Denton to check on that lady! When it rains...
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Praise God for Emaline!! What great memories! Praying for your Mamma!
What great memories! I remember a bunch of us eating at Calafornia Pizza Kitchen for birthday club that night, speculating what you would name your baby girl. Happy Birthday, Emaline!
Praying for your mom!
so glad emaline arrived healthy and safely. she is a sweetie!
Such a neat way to post about Emaline's birthday and her first year! Speaking of weight gain in pregnancy, Shad told me it was like open season on food if I was pregnant, and, you know, he was right. I'll sure pray for your mom.
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