Brooklyn's first Christmas was a very hectic one. We had so much family to go visit and see that by the time Christmas was over, we were all exhausted. It all started with Christmas Eve. We went over to her Great Papa's house for daddy's family get together. Everyone was there, but not many people got to really hold Brooklyn. She was claimed early by the arms of her Great Papa as she is every time we go to visit. He sat there and talked to her most of the night as everyone else opened up presents and we played a game of dirty Santa. Brooklyn received some presents of her own. Her Aunt Michelle got her a stuffed Thumper bunny, a baby Minnie Mouse rattle, a Pooh bear, and a really cool car seat cover that keeps her warm and keeps everything inside from falling out. The her Grandma Belinda got her this really neat worm that will teach her colors and letters and how to count and all kinds of neat things. She also got a really sweet prayer bear that will teach her different prayers to say at night. Brooklyn's Great Aunt Laura and Uncle Raymond got her a really cute ballerina outfit and a really cute prayer bunny, and then Brooklyn received money from her Great Papa and Edith. So she made out like a bandit on Christmas Eve.
We didn't get home from Christmas Eve until late, so Christmas morning we slept in. This year, Brooklyn wasn't aware of what Christmas meant, so it wasn't anything too special. We got her a little stuffed hippo and a stuffed penguin, and that was it for this year. Next Christmas will be crazy though and will be extra special. After we got up Christmas morning, we headed over to Grandma Carrie and Grandpa Walt's house for lunch and to open presents over there. Brooklyn's gift from her grandparents was this really neat fish tank that hangs over the side of the crib. It plays music and has lights and bubbles. It gives her something to look at and to entertain her until she falls asleep.
After lunch and presents, we got everything together and headed over to her Great Grandma Betty and Grandpa Jack's house. There we had snacks and yep, you guessed it, opened even more presents. From her great grandparents, Brooklyn received more money and some hats and mittens, as well as a red blanket with teddy bears that her great grandma made her. Brooklyn pretty much slept the whole time we were over there though. She was kind of oblivious to everything going on that day. We did manage to sneak in a four generation picture from my side of the family, which I was grateful to be able to get. (Now we have to get one of her with her daddy's family.)
Anyway, when we were done with the great grandparents, we headed out to her Grandma Belinda and Papa Kevin's house to eat dinner. We stayed out there and visited for a while, and then finally headed home for the evening. On the way home we stopped by our cousin's David and Nina's house to visit them and to see our Godchild Mila. Brooklyn got even more gifts there a couple of gowns and a little stuffed bear.
Needless to say, we had a long and exhausting day, so when we got home, we crashed. So that ladies and gentleman was a recap of Brooklyn's first Christmas. I am very certain that the next Christmas will be 10 times as hectic, but also a LOT more fun because she will begin to understand what Christmas means, which to her, will be a creepy old man in a red suit and presents!!
Love,
Jennifer
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Brooklyn and Santa
Brooklyn went this year to meet Santa Clause!!! We tried to take her to the mall the week of Christmas while her daddy was off to get her picture taken with him. That was a HUGE mistake though. The line to meet Santa was about 2 hours long. So then, one of daddy's friends told us that Santa was also at Bass Pro Shops, so that is where we went to visit.
It was extremely crazy trying to get Brooklyn ready for her picture. I had to get her changed into her Christmas dress once we got there, which is really hard to do in a public bathroom on a changing table about a foot wide, while trying to be extremely cautious of germs! However, momma was able to do it! Brooklyn's first Christmas dress was way too big for her, but it was all we had, so we made it work and it turned out great!
The Santa at Bass Pro was awesome and the whole back ground and set up was really nice too. There wasn't a line at all to see this Santa. We walked right up to him and handed Brooklyn over, which was an awkward transition because she was still so tiny since she was only three weeks old at the time. Santa had no idea how to hold her because she kept curling up into a little ball! Needless to say, the pictures turned out great! I was so proud of Brooklyn because her first picture with Santa wasn't one of her screaming her head off, terrified to death of the "scary man in the red suit." She was perfectly content and looked so precious. She was the perfect little present. Now I just hope that next year's picture with Santa will be as easy as the first!!
Love,
Jennifer
It was extremely crazy trying to get Brooklyn ready for her picture. I had to get her changed into her Christmas dress once we got there, which is really hard to do in a public bathroom on a changing table about a foot wide, while trying to be extremely cautious of germs! However, momma was able to do it! Brooklyn's first Christmas dress was way too big for her, but it was all we had, so we made it work and it turned out great!
The Santa at Bass Pro was awesome and the whole back ground and set up was really nice too. There wasn't a line at all to see this Santa. We walked right up to him and handed Brooklyn over, which was an awkward transition because she was still so tiny since she was only three weeks old at the time. Santa had no idea how to hold her because she kept curling up into a little ball! Needless to say, the pictures turned out great! I was so proud of Brooklyn because her first picture with Santa wasn't one of her screaming her head off, terrified to death of the "scary man in the red suit." She was perfectly content and looked so precious. She was the perfect little present. Now I just hope that next year's picture with Santa will be as easy as the first!!
Love,
Jennifer
Brooklyn's 2 Week Check Up
Brooklyn had her two week check up with Dr Beard on Monday, December 15, 2008. Her daddy and I took her in together to make sure everything was going ok due to the previous problems we had with her being jaundice and losing weight. So the end results... Brooklyn had gained more weight. She was up to 6 pounds 10 ounces at that point. She hadn't grown any in length yet, but Dr. Beard said that was fine and that Brooklyn looked and was going great! She told us we could go back to a regular feeding schedule and that she didn't need to see us back again until her two month check up in February when she would need to start her immunizations (which momma is NOT looking forward to!)
I'm sure there was other discussion with Dr. Beard about other issues and questions we may have had at the time. Seeing how Brooklyn is currently 6 weeks old now though, I do not remember them. The important part though was that she was gaining weight and was a healthy baby at two weeks.
Love,
Jennifer
I'm sure there was other discussion with Dr. Beard about other issues and questions we may have had at the time. Seeing how Brooklyn is currently 6 weeks old now though, I do not remember them. The important part though was that she was gaining weight and was a healthy baby at two weeks.
Love,
Jennifer
Brooklyn and Chi Chi
Brooklyn has a new Nanny! Introducing Nana Chi Chi! Our 10 year old Chihuahua has taken to Brooklyn surprisingly well. She has become very protective of her and goes everywhere she goes. When we do have to leave Chi Chi at home while we are away, the first thing she does when we get back home and let her out is run to Brooklyn's car seat to try to find her and make sure she is ok. Chi Chi is always on alert and has to investigate everyone that holds Brooklyn. She never lets her out of her sight.
The first few nights we had her home, Chi Chi slept right beside me and woke up at every noise Brooklyn made. The pictures below shows just that. Brooklyn was laying in her bassinet and made some kind of sheep like noise. Chi Chi jumped out of the blankets and looked over the side of the bassinet to make sure that Brooklyn was ok.
When Brooklyn cries, Chi Chi is right there, looking at us like, "you need to fix her pronto!" The first time Brooklyn really started crying after we got her home, Chi Chi got so upset that she was crying that she peed right in the middle of the floor! Lucky for us she has got used to the crying and hasn't done that again. Anywhere Brooklyn goes though, Chi Chi isn't far behind. We are so grateful that Chi Chi has taken to Brooklyn so well and isn't insanely jealous like we have heard other dogs of being. Noah has even taken well to Brooklyn and has become more of an alert gaurd dog when he is outside.
Anyway, so that is the story about Brooklyn and her Nana Chi Chi.
Love,
Jennifer.
The first few nights we had her home, Chi Chi slept right beside me and woke up at every noise Brooklyn made. The pictures below shows just that. Brooklyn was laying in her bassinet and made some kind of sheep like noise. Chi Chi jumped out of the blankets and looked over the side of the bassinet to make sure that Brooklyn was ok.
When Brooklyn cries, Chi Chi is right there, looking at us like, "you need to fix her pronto!" The first time Brooklyn really started crying after we got her home, Chi Chi got so upset that she was crying that she peed right in the middle of the floor! Lucky for us she has got used to the crying and hasn't done that again. Anywhere Brooklyn goes though, Chi Chi isn't far behind. We are so grateful that Chi Chi has taken to Brooklyn so well and isn't insanely jealous like we have heard other dogs of being. Noah has even taken well to Brooklyn and has become more of an alert gaurd dog when he is outside.
Anyway, so that is the story about Brooklyn and her Nana Chi Chi.
Love,
Jennifer.
Brooklyn At Night
So Brooklyn doesn't like to sleep by herself, which is my fault. The first night in the hospital she slept on me in my bed. Then the first night at home she slept with me in the rocker chair. We tried to put her in her bassinet the second night so I could sleep on the couch right beside her, but that didn't work either. About 30 minutes after we turned the lights out, Brooklyn woke up screaming. The hat that the hospital had given us and told us to keep on her head so she would stay warm, had gotten pulled down all the way over her face and was suffocating her. It freaked me out so bad and I still to this day can picture seeing her with that hat over her face in my head and it scares me to death.
So every night since then she has pretty much slept with me. I am so worried about her suffocating or choking in her sleep that I hate putting her down at night. The whole SIDS thing also really freaks me out. I have gotten better about trying to put her to sleep in her bassinet, but now she doesn't want anything to do with it. She will sleep in there for about 5 minutes before she starts crying and I have to pick her back up to hold her. We've tried all the tricks... a sound machine, a heart beat, a night light, a sleep positioner, a higher end sleep positioner that has a heart beat and vibrates, but nothing works. So now we are trying to put her in the bassinet during the day to get her used to laying in there to see if that will work.
I'm afraid I have started a bad habit, but yet I don't really mind because with her laying on me I am aware of every move and noise she makes and that makes me feel more comfortable, and I think makes Brooklyn feel more safe as well. Once she is laying on me though, she goes right to sleep and will only wake up when it is time for her to eat again. It wasn't until this past Monday night that we finally started having problems, but that is a whole other story.
Love,
Jennifer
So every night since then she has pretty much slept with me. I am so worried about her suffocating or choking in her sleep that I hate putting her down at night. The whole SIDS thing also really freaks me out. I have gotten better about trying to put her to sleep in her bassinet, but now she doesn't want anything to do with it. She will sleep in there for about 5 minutes before she starts crying and I have to pick her back up to hold her. We've tried all the tricks... a sound machine, a heart beat, a night light, a sleep positioner, a higher end sleep positioner that has a heart beat and vibrates, but nothing works. So now we are trying to put her in the bassinet during the day to get her used to laying in there to see if that will work.
I'm afraid I have started a bad habit, but yet I don't really mind because with her laying on me I am aware of every move and noise she makes and that makes me feel more comfortable, and I think makes Brooklyn feel more safe as well. Once she is laying on me though, she goes right to sleep and will only wake up when it is time for her to eat again. It wasn't until this past Monday night that we finally started having problems, but that is a whole other story.
Love,
Jennifer
Brooklyn's Binky
Brooklyn loves her binky! We tried to get her to use the new orthodontic ones that are suppose to be good for when the baby starts getting teeth, but she wouldn't have it. She uses the round rubber one that the hospital gave us. She won't take anything else. We had to go out and search through Babies R Us to find other binkies just like that one. You wouldn't think they would be hard to find, but we only found one other brand like them. We were starting to think we would have to try to buy some from the hospital or something. Anyway, the binky is great. It helps keep Brooklyn calm and comfortable and she loves it.
Love,
Jennifer
Love,
Jennifer
Brooklyn and her Daddy
Brooklyn already has her daddy wrapped around her finger. She understands all the wacky animal noises he makes at her and loves hearing her daddy's voice. The first few weeks, he was the only on that could get her to wake up. The first weekend was really hard since we had to wake her up every two hours. Dale would wake her up by singing her a song called Hippo Feeding Time. He said she looks like a little baby hippo because when she yawns she stretches her mouth open all the way. The song actually worked for a while, but then she got used to her daddy's silliness and now he has to do other things to try to get her awake. She is quickly getting used to him though.
Anyway, the first few weeks, anytime she heard his voice she would wake up. When Dale had to go back to work the week after she was born, she would sleep all day and wake up when he got home because she would hear his voice. When he was holding her she was busy looking around, exploring everything around her and getting to know her daddy's face. I would hold her, and she would go to sleep.
Just last week, Dale started playing what he calls "Rawr" with her. He was holding her and would say "rawr" at her, and make a face. She would then in return make some kind of noise of her own and try to mock that same face back at him. The went back and forth doing this with each other for about 10 minutes. This is now his favorite thing to do with her besides take pictures, which he is addicted to doing.
We have, from the time she was born alone, which is less than a months time, over 3000 pictures of Brooklyn. Dale even bought a new camera so he could make sure that he has good quality pictures of her. They have special "photo shoot" times two of three times a day right now where Dale just takes tons of pictures of her. I am sure this will slow down some when he returns to work next week. He has been on vacation to spend time with her the past two weeks. I have a feeling Brooklyn is going to grow up and either hate having her picture taken, or she is going to think it is perfectly natural to have a camera in her face all the time.
Anyway, like I said, Brooklyn loves her daddy and I know as she gets older she will love him more and more because he is just eaten up with her and loves playing with her and spending time with her. He takes such great care of her and does more things for her, like changing her diapers and clothes than I have had a chance to do. I pretty much feed her and get her to sleep and he does everything else. As a matter of fact, Brooklyn loves her daddy so much that she has peed and pooped on him more than anyone else!
More to come later!
Love,
Jennifer
Anyway, the first few weeks, anytime she heard his voice she would wake up. When Dale had to go back to work the week after she was born, she would sleep all day and wake up when he got home because she would hear his voice. When he was holding her she was busy looking around, exploring everything around her and getting to know her daddy's face. I would hold her, and she would go to sleep.
Just last week, Dale started playing what he calls "Rawr" with her. He was holding her and would say "rawr" at her, and make a face. She would then in return make some kind of noise of her own and try to mock that same face back at him. The went back and forth doing this with each other for about 10 minutes. This is now his favorite thing to do with her besides take pictures, which he is addicted to doing.
We have, from the time she was born alone, which is less than a months time, over 3000 pictures of Brooklyn. Dale even bought a new camera so he could make sure that he has good quality pictures of her. They have special "photo shoot" times two of three times a day right now where Dale just takes tons of pictures of her. I am sure this will slow down some when he returns to work next week. He has been on vacation to spend time with her the past two weeks. I have a feeling Brooklyn is going to grow up and either hate having her picture taken, or she is going to think it is perfectly natural to have a camera in her face all the time.
Anyway, like I said, Brooklyn loves her daddy and I know as she gets older she will love him more and more because he is just eaten up with her and loves playing with her and spending time with her. He takes such great care of her and does more things for her, like changing her diapers and clothes than I have had a chance to do. I pretty much feed her and get her to sleep and he does everything else. As a matter of fact, Brooklyn loves her daddy so much that she has peed and pooped on him more than anyone else!
More to come later!
Love,
Jennifer
Brooklyn's First Time Away
Brooklyn's first time away from her momma and daddy was on Saturday, December 13th, 2008. It was the hardest thing to do, but we had to get some Christmas shopping done, so my mom, Grandma Carrie, watched her for a couple of hours while we ran around town. I was ready to get back to her after about 10 minutes, but survived for about two hours.
Since then, she has been away from us a couple of times. We have gone away to see an NBA game. That time her Grandma Belinda watched her for us. The grandmothers have had their fair share of time with her and watching her for us so we can get things done. It's not easy trying to take a baby everywhere with you. It's getting easier to leave her behind since I have become more comfortable with the grandmothers watching her since they have spent so much time with her. I still call and check up on her a lot though and can't leave her behind for too long since she has to be fed so often. It helps with the separation anxiety though and I know the grandmas really enjoy their time with her too.
Love,
Jennifer
Since then, she has been away from us a couple of times. We have gone away to see an NBA game. That time her Grandma Belinda watched her for us. The grandmothers have had their fair share of time with her and watching her for us so we can get things done. It's not easy trying to take a baby everywhere with you. It's getting easier to leave her behind since I have become more comfortable with the grandmothers watching her since they have spent so much time with her. I still call and check up on her a lot though and can't leave her behind for too long since she has to be fed so often. It helps with the separation anxiety though and I know the grandmas really enjoy their time with her too.
Love,
Jennifer
Brooklyn's First Trip Out
Brooklyn's first trip out in public, besides to the doctor's office, was to Western Sizzler on December 12th, where we had dinner with Dale's family. It was very nerve racking having her out around strangers because I didn't want random people trying to come up and touch her. Luckily we didn't have that problem and Brooklyn slept through all of dinner and did great. She's such a good baby!
Since then Brooklyn has been out many times and we still haven't had problems, knock on wood. We took her out to Sooner Fashion Mall, Sam's Club, and Wal-Mart and she slept through it all. We think she likes the noise and movement. She's also been to see Santa Clause, but that post will come later.
Love,
Jennifer
Since then Brooklyn has been out many times and we still haven't had problems, knock on wood. We took her out to Sooner Fashion Mall, Sam's Club, and Wal-Mart and she slept through it all. We think she likes the noise and movement. She's also been to see Santa Clause, but that post will come later.
Love,
Jennifer
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Brooklyn's Jaundice
As previously mentioned, we had some problems with Brooklyn being jaundice for about her first week. The nurses had to make her poop before we left the hospital. We also were having problems getting her to have a wet diaper and were afraid something was wrong. So that Friday after she was born, the 5th of December, we had to take Brooklyn to the doctor.
Dr. Beard was great with her. She was concerned however because she had lost some weight, down to 5 pounds 12 ounces, that she might not be getting enough the eat. However, my milk had just come in that night before so she wanted us to be on a strict feeding schedule with Brooklyn over the weekend to try to get her weight back up. She also wanted to make sure that she wasn't becoming jaundice so we had to have another heel prick test done. Brooklyn's daddy had to hold her for this test because I couldn't stand to hear her cry at that point and me not be able to fix what was wrong. After she had her heel pricked, Dr. Beard called us a couple of hours later with the results which came back high. She wanted to see us back in the office the following Monday, the 8th, the check her levels again.
So that following Monday we went in to have her heel pricked again and the check her weight. After no sleep over the weekend from having to wake her up every two hours to feed her, Brooklyn had gained back some weight and was at 6 pounds 1 ounce. Then we took her to have her heel pricked again. Dr. Beard called us back that night and said that it was about the same level, but a little lower. She wanted her to come back again the next day, the 9th to ave one more heel prick done to make sure that her levels were on their way down instead of rising.
The next day we went straight to the lab to have her test done. This time I had built up enough courage to hold Brooklyn myself while they did the test. It wasn't so bad because Brooklyn takes getting blood drawn much better than I do. She started to cry once and then was fine. Later that night Dr. Beard called us back and told us that her levels had lowered another point so it looked like she was on her way down and was going good. We just needed to continue to feed her about every three hours to make sure she was staying well hydrated and getting enough to eat. She didn't need to see us again until our two week appointment the following week.
I felt so bad that I had to subject my baby to those heel pricks. Four in a week was a lot and I was just happy that she was doing better so she wouldn't have to get anymore. She hasn't had any problems with being jaundice since then though and has been doing great.
Love,
Jennifer
Dr. Beard was great with her. She was concerned however because she had lost some weight, down to 5 pounds 12 ounces, that she might not be getting enough the eat. However, my milk had just come in that night before so she wanted us to be on a strict feeding schedule with Brooklyn over the weekend to try to get her weight back up. She also wanted to make sure that she wasn't becoming jaundice so we had to have another heel prick test done. Brooklyn's daddy had to hold her for this test because I couldn't stand to hear her cry at that point and me not be able to fix what was wrong. After she had her heel pricked, Dr. Beard called us a couple of hours later with the results which came back high. She wanted to see us back in the office the following Monday, the 8th, the check her levels again.
So that following Monday we went in to have her heel pricked again and the check her weight. After no sleep over the weekend from having to wake her up every two hours to feed her, Brooklyn had gained back some weight and was at 6 pounds 1 ounce. Then we took her to have her heel pricked again. Dr. Beard called us back that night and said that it was about the same level, but a little lower. She wanted her to come back again the next day, the 9th to ave one more heel prick done to make sure that her levels were on their way down instead of rising.
The next day we went straight to the lab to have her test done. This time I had built up enough courage to hold Brooklyn myself while they did the test. It wasn't so bad because Brooklyn takes getting blood drawn much better than I do. She started to cry once and then was fine. Later that night Dr. Beard called us back and told us that her levels had lowered another point so it looked like she was on her way down and was going good. We just needed to continue to feed her about every three hours to make sure she was staying well hydrated and getting enough to eat. She didn't need to see us again until our two week appointment the following week.
I felt so bad that I had to subject my baby to those heel pricks. Four in a week was a lot and I was just happy that she was doing better so she wouldn't have to get anymore. She hasn't had any problems with being jaundice since then though and has been doing great.
Love,
Jennifer
The Day The Puppy Was Born
December 2, 2008 is the day that our lives were forever changed. On this day, Brooklyn Carly Belle Spoonemore was born. It was a glorious day that, when looking back on it, seemed to come and go way too fast.
I had to be at Moore Medical Center at 7 o'clock in the morning to get checked in and ready to be induced for labor. My mom, Grandma Carrie, and Dale's mom, Grandma Belinda both met us up at the hospital that morning.
Once we got checked in we were taken to room 202 where our nurse Melissa was waiting for us. Melissa would be our nurse for the delivery and the rest of the day until her shift was up. She was a very calm, quiet, and nice nurse. She got me set up on the monitor and got my iv started, which I was not excited about. Lucky for me it didn't seem to hurt near as bad as I thought it would. She then got me hooked up to the medicine to start labor. By this time it was 8 o'clock.
At about 8:30, Dr. Fletcher stopped in and broke my water to get everything going faster since I was barely having contractions from the medicine. This was not a pleasant experience. It didn't hurt at all. It was just extremely uncomfortable because here I am in nothing but a hospital gown with a puppy pee pad underneath me and leaking fluid that I have no control over. It feels like you peed your pants and you just have to sit there in it.
Not long after my water broke I started to feel the contractions start. To make me a little more comfortable Melissa started bringing me some pain medicine. At this point in time I was still completely set on not getting an epidural. More time continued to go by and I continued to dilate at a good pace with the contractions getting stronger. I would recommend taking the prepared child birth classes for the breathing techniques. Your throat will be sore after all is said and done from the heavy breathing, but they really did help. The pain pill they gave me was helping some, but it was also making me really tired.
By about 12:30 or so I was starting to be in pain and was only dilated to a 6 almost a 7. My contractions were starting to come on more frequently and a lot stronger than before. Then by 1:30 in the afternoon I was in pain. My contractions were one after another with no break. They were hurting me so bad that I was crying and couldn't communicate very well because I couldn't see I was in that much pain. I was so glad that I had Dale there by my side the whole time because I needed his hand to squeeze. I thought for sure by that time I had to be almost fully dilated. The nurse checked though and I was only at a 7. At that point, they would not be able to give me anymore pain medication because it could affect the baby. As much as I wanted to be able to do everything naturally, I just couldn't handle it. Dale, knowing this, told the nurse to bring in the anesthesiologist because I would need an epidural to be able to get through the rest of the delivery.
After that I don't remember much else or how much time really lapsed. Lucky for Brooklyn, her daddy took video after I received the epidural. I didn't want it because I am terrified of needles. However, I was in so much pain from the contractions and so distracted with getting through them that I did not even notice when the anesthesiologist put the epidural in. The only thing that went wrong with it came later after Brooklyn arrived. The tape that they used to hold the tube in was the strong adhesive tape that my skin is allergic to, so for about two days after, if not longer, you could tell where my epidural was on my back.
After the epidural was given to me, the world was great! I didn't like the fact that I couldn't feel my legs or move them on my own, but I wasn't in anymore pain almost immediately. The doctor was still in the room when I asked when I would have my next contraction and the nurse told me I was having one right that moment, a big one, and I didn't feel a thing. It was great. My mistake was taking the last dose of pain medication and then getting the epidural because I was so relaxed and then the last does of medicine made me sleepy, so I was out. Dale has video of me talking that I don't even remember.
It was about 1 o'clock when I got the epidural and it didn't take long after that when the nurse came in and checked and said I was fully dilated. They called Dr. Fletcher to come deliver Brooklyn. While we were waiting for the doctor to arrive, the delivery nurses had me try to practice pushing. Since I couldn't feel anything from the waste below, they wanted me to try to see if I would be able to push and know what to do. I gave three practice pushes and the nurses told me that was good and to stop. I had no idea what I was really doing, but apparently, Brooklyn was ready to come out and had started to crown at that point. They were afraid if I practiced anymore that I would deliver her before Dr. Fletcher arrived.
Dr. Fletcher finally arrived about 3:22 in the afternoon. At that point she didn't even have her gloves all the way on before she told me to go ahead and start trying to push since I was having a contraction at that very moment. I started to push and she was like "WHOA! OK hold on." Then she told me to give it one more push and Brooklyn was born! I was so happy that she came out as easy as she did. I was so afraid they would have to use the vacuum or forceps to get her out. Instead she came out so fast that the doctor wasn't even prepared and the nurse with the camera couldn't even get there fast enough since they video tape (G rated) the birth.
When Brooklyn was born she came out crying at 3:25 in the afternoon. She wasn't even all the way out before she started crying. I was in such shock at what I had just done that when Dr. Fletcher plopped Brooklyn on my belly all blue and slimy and crying, I didn't know what to do. I was so overwhelmed with emotion that I froze. I think I remember trying to cry tears of joy, but at the same time I was terrified because she was so tiny and I was so afraid to touch her because she just didn't seem real. Then another part of me was very freaked out because she was blue and that was one thing I didn't know to expect and I was afraid something was wrong with her since she was blue! All together though, it was just the best feeling ever knowing that I just brought the most beautiful six pound, three ounce, twenty inch long miracle into the world.
Dale got to cut her umbilical cord and then followed her over to the warming station with the nurses where they cleaned her up and took care of her. He then got o cut her umbilical cord again since they didn't catch it on taped the first time. He got most of everything they did to her on tape and took a bunch of photos. It seemed like it was taking forever for them to get her back over to me. Dr. Fletcher was talking to me about how everything went but I couldn't focus because I was too busy trying to watch Dale and Brooklyn. I do remember her telling me hat we made the right decision by delivering her early because my fluid was lower than they thought. She said the fluid I lost when she broke my water was it and that usually there is more fluid after the baby is born. In my case there wasn't anymore fluid. She told me had we waited longer like we were thinking about doing so she would come on her own, that it would have put her in danger.
Anyway, the whole time Brooklyn was at the warming station she was crying. I remember thinking to myself, oh my God... if she is that loud now, I am in trouble. Lucky for me, she is just the opposite now. She was very frustrated that day though being passed around so much with everyone there to see her. By the end of the day, Dale, Brooklyn, and I was all exhausted.
Dale and I got to hold Brooklyn to ourselves for about 5 or 10 minutes before we opened the door and let my mom and Belinda in to see her. We wanted the grandmothers to have some special time with her by themselves before the rest of the family, who were all there ready to see her, came in. They were in just as much awe with her as Dale and I were. I found out later from Dale's Uncle Raymond that they were outside our room with their ears to the door and started crying when they heard her cry.
After they had their time with her, we let everyone else in to see her. I can't even begin to list everyone that was there. Partly because there were so many people, and then also because I was still pretty drugged up from the medicine still. Eventually everyone left though and things started to calm down. Dale stayed the night and slept in the chair in the room, helping me with her throughout the night. She slept on me that night because I did not want to put her down. Nurses came in periodically throughout the night to check her vitals and to take blood work and make sure I was doing ok. It was nice having a button to push whenever I had a question about something or thought that something was wrong.
The next day was pretty mellow. My mom came up and held her so I could get some sleep, then Belinda came up later to help out also and help us get home that night. We were only in the hospital for a little over 24 hours. We would have been gone sooner but we couldn't get Brooklyn to poop. Turns out she was jaundice and the nurses had to mess with her to make her poop. Other than that one problem, everything else checked out great for me and for Brooklyn. The pediatrician came in that morning, December 3rd to check her out. She passed her hearing test and the doctor, doctor Reba Beard, said she looked great. We were originally going to go with Dr. Harmon as her pediatrician but have since decided to stick with Dr. Beard since she has seen Brooklyn from day one and knows about all the issues that we have had with her since her birth, which I will go into at a later time.
The 3rd was kind of an overwhelming day that seemed to go by too fast though. I got my complimentary back massage, which was SO nice. Dale and I also got a steak dinner, which was built up to be way more than it should have been. It wasn't all that great, but it was food. That was luckily our only meal we actually had from the hospital. When it came time to leave, I wasn't ready. It was scary to me because I wasn't going to have a nurse that I could just press a button and they would be right there.
That is basically it though. I'm sure I am forgetting something but that is the gist of it all. Looking back, everything seems like one big blur, but it was one of the best days of my life and I am so happy and grateful that Dale and I have such a healthy, happy, beautiful baby girl!
Love,
Jennifer
I had to be at Moore Medical Center at 7 o'clock in the morning to get checked in and ready to be induced for labor. My mom, Grandma Carrie, and Dale's mom, Grandma Belinda both met us up at the hospital that morning.
Once we got checked in we were taken to room 202 where our nurse Melissa was waiting for us. Melissa would be our nurse for the delivery and the rest of the day until her shift was up. She was a very calm, quiet, and nice nurse. She got me set up on the monitor and got my iv started, which I was not excited about. Lucky for me it didn't seem to hurt near as bad as I thought it would. She then got me hooked up to the medicine to start labor. By this time it was 8 o'clock.
At about 8:30, Dr. Fletcher stopped in and broke my water to get everything going faster since I was barely having contractions from the medicine. This was not a pleasant experience. It didn't hurt at all. It was just extremely uncomfortable because here I am in nothing but a hospital gown with a puppy pee pad underneath me and leaking fluid that I have no control over. It feels like you peed your pants and you just have to sit there in it.
Not long after my water broke I started to feel the contractions start. To make me a little more comfortable Melissa started bringing me some pain medicine. At this point in time I was still completely set on not getting an epidural. More time continued to go by and I continued to dilate at a good pace with the contractions getting stronger. I would recommend taking the prepared child birth classes for the breathing techniques. Your throat will be sore after all is said and done from the heavy breathing, but they really did help. The pain pill they gave me was helping some, but it was also making me really tired.
By about 12:30 or so I was starting to be in pain and was only dilated to a 6 almost a 7. My contractions were starting to come on more frequently and a lot stronger than before. Then by 1:30 in the afternoon I was in pain. My contractions were one after another with no break. They were hurting me so bad that I was crying and couldn't communicate very well because I couldn't see I was in that much pain. I was so glad that I had Dale there by my side the whole time because I needed his hand to squeeze. I thought for sure by that time I had to be almost fully dilated. The nurse checked though and I was only at a 7. At that point, they would not be able to give me anymore pain medication because it could affect the baby. As much as I wanted to be able to do everything naturally, I just couldn't handle it. Dale, knowing this, told the nurse to bring in the anesthesiologist because I would need an epidural to be able to get through the rest of the delivery.
After that I don't remember much else or how much time really lapsed. Lucky for Brooklyn, her daddy took video after I received the epidural. I didn't want it because I am terrified of needles. However, I was in so much pain from the contractions and so distracted with getting through them that I did not even notice when the anesthesiologist put the epidural in. The only thing that went wrong with it came later after Brooklyn arrived. The tape that they used to hold the tube in was the strong adhesive tape that my skin is allergic to, so for about two days after, if not longer, you could tell where my epidural was on my back.
After the epidural was given to me, the world was great! I didn't like the fact that I couldn't feel my legs or move them on my own, but I wasn't in anymore pain almost immediately. The doctor was still in the room when I asked when I would have my next contraction and the nurse told me I was having one right that moment, a big one, and I didn't feel a thing. It was great. My mistake was taking the last dose of pain medication and then getting the epidural because I was so relaxed and then the last does of medicine made me sleepy, so I was out. Dale has video of me talking that I don't even remember.
It was about 1 o'clock when I got the epidural and it didn't take long after that when the nurse came in and checked and said I was fully dilated. They called Dr. Fletcher to come deliver Brooklyn. While we were waiting for the doctor to arrive, the delivery nurses had me try to practice pushing. Since I couldn't feel anything from the waste below, they wanted me to try to see if I would be able to push and know what to do. I gave three practice pushes and the nurses told me that was good and to stop. I had no idea what I was really doing, but apparently, Brooklyn was ready to come out and had started to crown at that point. They were afraid if I practiced anymore that I would deliver her before Dr. Fletcher arrived.
Dr. Fletcher finally arrived about 3:22 in the afternoon. At that point she didn't even have her gloves all the way on before she told me to go ahead and start trying to push since I was having a contraction at that very moment. I started to push and she was like "WHOA! OK hold on." Then she told me to give it one more push and Brooklyn was born! I was so happy that she came out as easy as she did. I was so afraid they would have to use the vacuum or forceps to get her out. Instead she came out so fast that the doctor wasn't even prepared and the nurse with the camera couldn't even get there fast enough since they video tape (G rated) the birth.
When Brooklyn was born she came out crying at 3:25 in the afternoon. She wasn't even all the way out before she started crying. I was in such shock at what I had just done that when Dr. Fletcher plopped Brooklyn on my belly all blue and slimy and crying, I didn't know what to do. I was so overwhelmed with emotion that I froze. I think I remember trying to cry tears of joy, but at the same time I was terrified because she was so tiny and I was so afraid to touch her because she just didn't seem real. Then another part of me was very freaked out because she was blue and that was one thing I didn't know to expect and I was afraid something was wrong with her since she was blue! All together though, it was just the best feeling ever knowing that I just brought the most beautiful six pound, three ounce, twenty inch long miracle into the world.
Dale got to cut her umbilical cord and then followed her over to the warming station with the nurses where they cleaned her up and took care of her. He then got o cut her umbilical cord again since they didn't catch it on taped the first time. He got most of everything they did to her on tape and took a bunch of photos. It seemed like it was taking forever for them to get her back over to me. Dr. Fletcher was talking to me about how everything went but I couldn't focus because I was too busy trying to watch Dale and Brooklyn. I do remember her telling me hat we made the right decision by delivering her early because my fluid was lower than they thought. She said the fluid I lost when she broke my water was it and that usually there is more fluid after the baby is born. In my case there wasn't anymore fluid. She told me had we waited longer like we were thinking about doing so she would come on her own, that it would have put her in danger.
Anyway, the whole time Brooklyn was at the warming station she was crying. I remember thinking to myself, oh my God... if she is that loud now, I am in trouble. Lucky for me, she is just the opposite now. She was very frustrated that day though being passed around so much with everyone there to see her. By the end of the day, Dale, Brooklyn, and I was all exhausted.
Dale and I got to hold Brooklyn to ourselves for about 5 or 10 minutes before we opened the door and let my mom and Belinda in to see her. We wanted the grandmothers to have some special time with her by themselves before the rest of the family, who were all there ready to see her, came in. They were in just as much awe with her as Dale and I were. I found out later from Dale's Uncle Raymond that they were outside our room with their ears to the door and started crying when they heard her cry.
After they had their time with her, we let everyone else in to see her. I can't even begin to list everyone that was there. Partly because there were so many people, and then also because I was still pretty drugged up from the medicine still. Eventually everyone left though and things started to calm down. Dale stayed the night and slept in the chair in the room, helping me with her throughout the night. She slept on me that night because I did not want to put her down. Nurses came in periodically throughout the night to check her vitals and to take blood work and make sure I was doing ok. It was nice having a button to push whenever I had a question about something or thought that something was wrong.
The next day was pretty mellow. My mom came up and held her so I could get some sleep, then Belinda came up later to help out also and help us get home that night. We were only in the hospital for a little over 24 hours. We would have been gone sooner but we couldn't get Brooklyn to poop. Turns out she was jaundice and the nurses had to mess with her to make her poop. Other than that one problem, everything else checked out great for me and for Brooklyn. The pediatrician came in that morning, December 3rd to check her out. She passed her hearing test and the doctor, doctor Reba Beard, said she looked great. We were originally going to go with Dr. Harmon as her pediatrician but have since decided to stick with Dr. Beard since she has seen Brooklyn from day one and knows about all the issues that we have had with her since her birth, which I will go into at a later time.
The 3rd was kind of an overwhelming day that seemed to go by too fast though. I got my complimentary back massage, which was SO nice. Dale and I also got a steak dinner, which was built up to be way more than it should have been. It wasn't all that great, but it was food. That was luckily our only meal we actually had from the hospital. When it came time to leave, I wasn't ready. It was scary to me because I wasn't going to have a nurse that I could just press a button and they would be right there.
That is basically it though. I'm sure I am forgetting something but that is the gist of it all. Looking back, everything seems like one big blur, but it was one of the best days of my life and I am so happy and grateful that Dale and I have such a healthy, happy, beautiful baby girl!
Love,
Jennifer
36 Week Doctor Appointment Continued...
So to complete the post about my 36 week doctor appointment... I didn't stop having contractions that day. In fact, shortly after that, Dale came home to take me up to the hospital. I called the hospital first to see what they thought I should do. They told me the best bet was to just go ahead and come in and they could hook me up to the monitor to check and make sure, so that is what we did. After all was said and done, it was a complete waste of my time.
We arrived at the hospital and went straight up to labor and delivery. When we got to the nurse's station we told them that I thought I was having contractions and that I had leaked a little bit, so we weren't sure what was going on. They told us that we would have to wait because both of their triage rooms were full right then, so they sent us to the waiting room and told us they would be with us shortly. Well, shortly turned into 20 minutes, which of was 20 minutes of waiting that I didn't mind too much because I wasn't in pain, just uncomfortable. Dale on the other hand was getting extremely irritated. So he went back up to the nurse's station and asked them what was going on and how much longer it was going to be. They told him not much longer and that they were cleaning up room right then and would come get me in a minute. Well that minute turned into another 25 minutes. We were fixing to get up and leave when they finally came to get us. We had to wait 45 minutes! By that time I was irritated.
When we got to the room the nurse had me change, and left the room for another 10 minutes before they came back in to hook the monitor up to my belly. At that point it was a different nurse, a RN by the name of Cynthia Popejoy. Her name is important because this nurse is by far the rudest, most incompetent, unprofessional nurse I have ever met. When she came in she asked what was going on and I explained everything to her. She then told me that if I wasn't in a lot of pain that I couldn't be in labor because contractions would be making me bend over in pain. I told her, no not necessarily because I was put on bed rest because I was in labor and that my contractions that the doctor said I was having then were lighter than the pains I was currently feeling.
She then hooked me up to the monitor and proceeded to pretty much explain to me how being pregnant worked and treated Dale and I like we were stupid and had no clue what was going on or what we were talking about which really started to irritate me. I don't need to be told to come into the hospital to be treated like a 5 year old. Throughout the conversation with her I kept telling her, "Yeah I know" thinking she would get the point that she didn't need to explain everything to me. I also told her that Dr. Fletcher is the one who put me on bed rest, that Dr. Fletcher took me off of the medicine, and that Dr. Fletcher and I had already discussed everything that was going on with me being in pre-term labor so early.
The nurse then asked if we were wanting to have Brooklyn that day. Dale and I both told her no, but if I was in labor and she was coming that there was nothing we could do about it and that I was scheduled to be induced on the 2nd anyway. She then went into a whole tangent about the risks of having Brooklyn early and treated us like we weren't aware of the fact that she could have under developed lungs. She continued saying that she might be under developed and have to be put in NICU for weeks before they would release her and that NICU was at Norman and that I needed to be aware of the fact that if she came early that I might not be able to be with her and that she would be taken away.
By now I was about to snap. I told her that I was fully aware of the risks and that Dr. Fletcher and I had already discussed everything that was going on and what the risks were, but that we were also sure that if she did come, she wouldn't have to be put in NICU because of her weight and that Dr. Fletcher was inducing me in less than a week anyway.
So then the nurse checked my cervix to see how dilated I was, which, usually when Dr. Fletcher does this, it's uncomfortable, but it doesn't hurt. When nurse Popejoy did it, IT HURT! It hurt so bad that it made me cry. When she was done I told her what Dr. Fletcher had told me I was dilated to that morning. The nurse then tried to tell me that the doctor was wrong and I wasn't as far as she said. The nurse was trying to play my doctor, which is a big no no. Dr. Fletcher is the only one that I trusted telling me anything about my condition or my baby.
The nurse then asked me if I was having anymore contractions. I told her yes, that I felt like I was having one at the time. She looked at the monitor and said "Well I don't see where you are having on right now. We'll keep you hooked up a little bit longer though and I will go call your doctor and see what she wants to do. We will probably keep you hooked up for about an hour and then just send you home." She then left to room for about 10 minutes before returning. When she returned she told us that the doctor was going to go ahead and release me and that I was going to be sent home, even though I was still having what I thought were contractions.
Then the real bomb dropped. This nurse then asked me "So why were you wanting to have the baby today?" I told her "I wasn't wanting to have the baby today." She then said "Well that isn't what you told me a second ago."
That was it! I snapped! I told her " No what I told you was that if she came today then she comes. I told you that my doctor has scheduled me to be induced next week and that there is nothing I can do about it and honestly, it pisses me off that you come in here accusing me of trying to have my baby early when it s the doctors orders that I am going to be induced next week. I don't appreciate you coming in here and treating us like we are stupid when you guys were the ones that told us to come in the first place so I could be monitored because I wasn't sure if I was having contractions!!" I'm pretty sure I said a few other things too, but that was about the gist of it. The nurse didn't say another word and just had me sign my papers and walked out of the room.
I was SO mad that I was shaking. I could not believe that they would accuse me of coming into the hospital just to try to have Brooklyn early. If it were up to me she wouldn't have come as early as she did! My fluid count was low in the first place, which was the whole reason the doctor wanted her here no later than the 2nd of December. So I got dressed and left. As Dale and I were walking out I heard nurse Popejoy saying something to the other nurses about how I was being induced at 37 weeks like it was my choice.
That experience with the nurse and Moore Medical Center was the final straw for me. I called my doctors office to see if Dr. Fletcher practiced anywhere else because I did NOT want to have Brooklyn there. They told me no, that she doesn't. I informed them of what had just happened and they said that they would make sure that nurse Popejoy was not on my case and that she would have nothing to do with Brooklyn or be allowed anywhere near her. The doctors office then went through and answered my questions about how I was feeling and what I needed to watch out for in case I went into real labor which to hospital neglected to do.
I then called the patient liaison and filed a formal complaint against to nurse as well and informed them that if it wasn't for the fact that their hospital was the only facility my doctor practiced at that I would not be returning there. This wasn't the first bad experience I had with their facility. Now that I have had Brooklyn, I don't ever plan on going back to that hospital. I also learned from my stay in the hospital giving birth that their monitors for the contractions don't always pick up the contractions. So I very well could have been having contractions that day and the monitor just wasn't positioned right to pick them up.
So that was how the rest of my day went for November 25th. I'm sure there is something that I am forgetting to talk about from that day, but this post is long enough as it is and I have too many other good things to move on to and talk about. Just avoid nurse Cynthia Popejoy if you have to go to Moore Medical Center to have a baby!!
Love,
Jennifer
We arrived at the hospital and went straight up to labor and delivery. When we got to the nurse's station we told them that I thought I was having contractions and that I had leaked a little bit, so we weren't sure what was going on. They told us that we would have to wait because both of their triage rooms were full right then, so they sent us to the waiting room and told us they would be with us shortly. Well, shortly turned into 20 minutes, which of was 20 minutes of waiting that I didn't mind too much because I wasn't in pain, just uncomfortable. Dale on the other hand was getting extremely irritated. So he went back up to the nurse's station and asked them what was going on and how much longer it was going to be. They told him not much longer and that they were cleaning up room right then and would come get me in a minute. Well that minute turned into another 25 minutes. We were fixing to get up and leave when they finally came to get us. We had to wait 45 minutes! By that time I was irritated.
When we got to the room the nurse had me change, and left the room for another 10 minutes before they came back in to hook the monitor up to my belly. At that point it was a different nurse, a RN by the name of Cynthia Popejoy. Her name is important because this nurse is by far the rudest, most incompetent, unprofessional nurse I have ever met. When she came in she asked what was going on and I explained everything to her. She then told me that if I wasn't in a lot of pain that I couldn't be in labor because contractions would be making me bend over in pain. I told her, no not necessarily because I was put on bed rest because I was in labor and that my contractions that the doctor said I was having then were lighter than the pains I was currently feeling.
She then hooked me up to the monitor and proceeded to pretty much explain to me how being pregnant worked and treated Dale and I like we were stupid and had no clue what was going on or what we were talking about which really started to irritate me. I don't need to be told to come into the hospital to be treated like a 5 year old. Throughout the conversation with her I kept telling her, "Yeah I know" thinking she would get the point that she didn't need to explain everything to me. I also told her that Dr. Fletcher is the one who put me on bed rest, that Dr. Fletcher took me off of the medicine, and that Dr. Fletcher and I had already discussed everything that was going on with me being in pre-term labor so early.
The nurse then asked if we were wanting to have Brooklyn that day. Dale and I both told her no, but if I was in labor and she was coming that there was nothing we could do about it and that I was scheduled to be induced on the 2nd anyway. She then went into a whole tangent about the risks of having Brooklyn early and treated us like we weren't aware of the fact that she could have under developed lungs. She continued saying that she might be under developed and have to be put in NICU for weeks before they would release her and that NICU was at Norman and that I needed to be aware of the fact that if she came early that I might not be able to be with her and that she would be taken away.
By now I was about to snap. I told her that I was fully aware of the risks and that Dr. Fletcher and I had already discussed everything that was going on and what the risks were, but that we were also sure that if she did come, she wouldn't have to be put in NICU because of her weight and that Dr. Fletcher was inducing me in less than a week anyway.
So then the nurse checked my cervix to see how dilated I was, which, usually when Dr. Fletcher does this, it's uncomfortable, but it doesn't hurt. When nurse Popejoy did it, IT HURT! It hurt so bad that it made me cry. When she was done I told her what Dr. Fletcher had told me I was dilated to that morning. The nurse then tried to tell me that the doctor was wrong and I wasn't as far as she said. The nurse was trying to play my doctor, which is a big no no. Dr. Fletcher is the only one that I trusted telling me anything about my condition or my baby.
The nurse then asked me if I was having anymore contractions. I told her yes, that I felt like I was having one at the time. She looked at the monitor and said "Well I don't see where you are having on right now. We'll keep you hooked up a little bit longer though and I will go call your doctor and see what she wants to do. We will probably keep you hooked up for about an hour and then just send you home." She then left to room for about 10 minutes before returning. When she returned she told us that the doctor was going to go ahead and release me and that I was going to be sent home, even though I was still having what I thought were contractions.
Then the real bomb dropped. This nurse then asked me "So why were you wanting to have the baby today?" I told her "I wasn't wanting to have the baby today." She then said "Well that isn't what you told me a second ago."
That was it! I snapped! I told her " No what I told you was that if she came today then she comes. I told you that my doctor has scheduled me to be induced next week and that there is nothing I can do about it and honestly, it pisses me off that you come in here accusing me of trying to have my baby early when it s the doctors orders that I am going to be induced next week. I don't appreciate you coming in here and treating us like we are stupid when you guys were the ones that told us to come in the first place so I could be monitored because I wasn't sure if I was having contractions!!" I'm pretty sure I said a few other things too, but that was about the gist of it. The nurse didn't say another word and just had me sign my papers and walked out of the room.
I was SO mad that I was shaking. I could not believe that they would accuse me of coming into the hospital just to try to have Brooklyn early. If it were up to me she wouldn't have come as early as she did! My fluid count was low in the first place, which was the whole reason the doctor wanted her here no later than the 2nd of December. So I got dressed and left. As Dale and I were walking out I heard nurse Popejoy saying something to the other nurses about how I was being induced at 37 weeks like it was my choice.
That experience with the nurse and Moore Medical Center was the final straw for me. I called my doctors office to see if Dr. Fletcher practiced anywhere else because I did NOT want to have Brooklyn there. They told me no, that she doesn't. I informed them of what had just happened and they said that they would make sure that nurse Popejoy was not on my case and that she would have nothing to do with Brooklyn or be allowed anywhere near her. The doctors office then went through and answered my questions about how I was feeling and what I needed to watch out for in case I went into real labor which to hospital neglected to do.
I then called the patient liaison and filed a formal complaint against to nurse as well and informed them that if it wasn't for the fact that their hospital was the only facility my doctor practiced at that I would not be returning there. This wasn't the first bad experience I had with their facility. Now that I have had Brooklyn, I don't ever plan on going back to that hospital. I also learned from my stay in the hospital giving birth that their monitors for the contractions don't always pick up the contractions. So I very well could have been having contractions that day and the monitor just wasn't positioned right to pick them up.
So that was how the rest of my day went for November 25th. I'm sure there is something that I am forgetting to talk about from that day, but this post is long enough as it is and I have too many other good things to move on to and talk about. Just avoid nurse Cynthia Popejoy if you have to go to Moore Medical Center to have a baby!!
Love,
Jennifer
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
The Baby Shower
The baby shower for Brooklyn was held on November 15, 2008 at 1 in the afternoon at the Moore Public Library Room A. Grandma Carrie and Grandma Belinda worked together to plan the shower. There were a lot of family and friends there and Brooklyn received a LOT of gifts. It took Daddy and I a while to go through all of them and to write down what we got from who. We are very grateful for everything that we received. It has all been very useful.
I would go through and list some of the things that we received, but it would take me forever to do that, so I will save that for her baby book which I also need to catch up on. Everything was beautiful though and it was all very overwhelming. I wish I could remember more to talk about but too much time has passed since the baby shower for me to remember details. I have posted a few pictures below though, so enjoy!
The table at the front door with Brooklyn's 1st Christmas tree.
Daddy and I behind the cake for the baby shower.
The gift table. These weren't even all the gifts!
Daddy and I opening Brooklyn's gifts.
The aftermath. This is what we had to go through once we got home!
I would go through and list some of the things that we received, but it would take me forever to do that, so I will save that for her baby book which I also need to catch up on. Everything was beautiful though and it was all very overwhelming. I wish I could remember more to talk about but too much time has passed since the baby shower for me to remember details. I have posted a few pictures below though, so enjoy!
The table at the front door with Brooklyn's 1st Christmas tree.
Daddy and I behind the cake for the baby shower.
The gift table. These weren't even all the gifts!
Daddy and I opening Brooklyn's gifts.
The aftermath. This is what we had to go through once we got home!
Love,
Jennifer
Jennifer
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Dreams Really Do Come True!
Yes everyone, it is true. Dreams really can come true! Brooklyn Carly Belle Spoonemore has finally arrived! I apologize for not keeping up with everything. Life has been such a blur since about the middle of November. I have so much to talk about and such little time to actually sit down and type it all out now. I promise to try to be better though. On to the good news though!
Just in case you haven't already heard, BROOKLYN IS HERE!!!!!
Brooklyn Carly Belle Spoonemore was born on December 2, 2008 at 3:25 PM at Moore Medical Center. She weighed 6 pounds and 3 ounces and was 20 inches long. She has a head full of hair, as you can see from the pictures posted on the previous entry. I think she looks just like her daddy, like I have always thought, though I am told she looks a lot like me when I was a baby too. Her looks seem to change every day though.
Brooklyn is an amazingly beautiful baby. It is still so hard for her daddy and I to believe that God helped us create something so wonderfully special and SO beautiful. She is literally the best baby ever. She doesn't just randomly cry for no reason. She sleeps through everything and is just so incredibly sweet and adorable. I know, I know, I am partial since she is my daughter and all, but I honestly believe she is the most beautiful best baby ever and I have a lot people that will back me up on that statement!
Anyway, the story of her day of birth is one of many that I have to catch everyone up on. I know I will probably forget some things since it's been over a month since my last post and I am so scatterbrained now, but I will try my best to remember all the details. I also have to catch everyone up on the baby shower, the visit to the hospital the week before she was born, her first day out in public, her first bath, her first doctors appointment and much much more. Some of the stories might not be as long as they originally were going to be since my time is taken up by more important things now like Brooklyn. I will make sure to try to get everything caught up to date in the next few days though. So be prepared to read!!!
Love,
Jennifer
Just in case you haven't already heard, BROOKLYN IS HERE!!!!!
Brooklyn Carly Belle Spoonemore was born on December 2, 2008 at 3:25 PM at Moore Medical Center. She weighed 6 pounds and 3 ounces and was 20 inches long. She has a head full of hair, as you can see from the pictures posted on the previous entry. I think she looks just like her daddy, like I have always thought, though I am told she looks a lot like me when I was a baby too. Her looks seem to change every day though.
Brooklyn is an amazingly beautiful baby. It is still so hard for her daddy and I to believe that God helped us create something so wonderfully special and SO beautiful. She is literally the best baby ever. She doesn't just randomly cry for no reason. She sleeps through everything and is just so incredibly sweet and adorable. I know, I know, I am partial since she is my daughter and all, but I honestly believe she is the most beautiful best baby ever and I have a lot people that will back me up on that statement!
Anyway, the story of her day of birth is one of many that I have to catch everyone up on. I know I will probably forget some things since it's been over a month since my last post and I am so scatterbrained now, but I will try my best to remember all the details. I also have to catch everyone up on the baby shower, the visit to the hospital the week before she was born, her first day out in public, her first bath, her first doctors appointment and much much more. Some of the stories might not be as long as they originally were going to be since my time is taken up by more important things now like Brooklyn. I will make sure to try to get everything caught up to date in the next few days though. So be prepared to read!!!
Love,
Jennifer
Thursday, December 04, 2008
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