Doctors: Professional Yet Act and Treat Us Like Family

This is the sweetest children's doctor in the world. He is like family to us. Here he gives baby her first doctor's visit and gives me the information about newborn care for a girl and family with Swine Flu. He was involved with every bit of new information about 8 year old getting H1N1 and then 2 year old getting it, husband getting it...and was on call at the hospital to hear how everyone was and gave advise to keep me and baby safe. We just love this doctor!

This is the doctor that announced to me that "Surprise" I'm pregnant with baby number 3!

Being Together and Getting to Know Each Other.

This is our third baby and our tradition had been that my husband stays at the hospital with me as I recover from my C-section and he takes care of me and baby. Although the nurses are around there are missed meals, medicines schedules, a many visits from various doctors daily starting at around 5 or 6 in the morning and continue all day. Hubby has changed the diapers and helped keep up with the details of taking care of forms, birth certificate information, picture scheduling and the list goes on and on. He is my right hand guy while I'm in the hospital getting my energy up and healing from major abdominal surgery.

We planned that this birth he would also be there in the hospital with us. My parents took the two boys back to our house and Allan held his daughter and we chatted about the crazy morning and excitement we were both feeling. We soon got a phone call from my parents that my 8 year old had a sore throat and a sudden spiked fever. Allan decided to trade out with my parents and went home to care for the boys leaving me to rest and baby in the nursery.

He did not return for the rest of our stay. The boys and my hubby came down with Swine Flu. That is an 8 year old and a 2 year old he took care of while he also suffered through it as well.

As the days went by I was in the hospital taking care of our newborn baby and myself from 5 or 6 o'clock every day from Tuesday till Saturday. If it weren't for my cousin again I would have never made it. I was so broken hearted about my family and missed my husband and worried over my infant and felt sorry for myself every moment of the day. Not a happy time but yet it was a very happy time...ok just a stressful time for all.

Our insurance allowed me to stay one more day to recover in the hospital and the staff just allowed me to rest. The baby's doctors reported to us that because it was the Swine Flu, I didn't have immunity to it so neither did the baby. They warned us about the dangers of going home to the high fever right after I had surgery and the baby had no immunity. We planned to go to my parents house so I could get help and recover there. The day of discharge my parents got what they assumed was Swine Flu also.

The new plan was for me to go home and bypass everyone with the baby and hide out in the nursery until everyone got well from the fever and sickness. So with that plan Baby and I headed home.

Holding Baby

There is just nothing like holding a newborn. These are just a few of the people who got their hands on her first. This is daddy with Baby.

This is my cousin Carol with baby.
This is Alex with Baby.
This is my sister with baby.
These are my parents with baby.

Miss Amelia Margaret Davis

My cousin Carol came to out rescue and arrived at the hospital bright and early on the day of my c-section. She watched the two boys to let my husband be with me during the birth. We are still so amazed by her selflessness.

This is Amelia's shirt that she wore as her first clothing. The two boys had "I'm the big brother shirts" that they wore. It was a surprise and so sweet to see.

Sitting in the infant car seat while wearing a premie footie 'jammah's. Going home. She doesn't look like a real baby in this picture but she is.

October 13th 2009 at 8:02

Here she is just minutes after she was born. I cannot believe it now just how tiny 6 pounds and 12 ounces looks. She was just a bitty ol' thing. She was pink and so sweet, after hearing the cries of two boys before her we were surprised when we heard her squeaky cry of a different pitch.

This is the clock before they came to get me for the C-Section. The count down begins.

Miss Amelia Margaret Davis was born at 8:02, October 13th 2009

My View of Baby's Heartbeat and my contractions

ok so I have been a little busy since last post

I have been busy and have not posted anything since September sometime. I will just jump right to it and bring you to speed.

It is now January 2010, ( Oh My Word how did it get to be January already?0 These have been the fastest 4 months to live through in my life. Blink... they are gone.

Let's see. September I only thought I was soooo done with being pregnant, but not as done with it as I was when October came. Why? you ask was I done with the fun thing we call pregnancy? I had Gallbladder issues and my pain changed it's location and arrived into my stomach which made life oh so un-fun and the contractions added to the excitement with each day I felt I had a Boa Constrictor around my body pulling tighter and tighter making breathing a thing of the past, (ok, I could indeed breathe but it was not an easy thing to accomplish). As my due date arrived I was on a day by day, and week by week challenge to make it to a safe time for baby to be born and gallbladder to be removed after healing from my planned C-Section.

Skip to October 12th I had an appointment to get a giant needle stabbed into my stomach to check the fluid and the baby's lung development. The baby and the cord were in the way so the doctor decided against doing the test. Instead she had me in a room with monitors to track the baby's heartbeat and my contractions. Heartbeat of baby was reading healthy, my contractions were every 10 mins. I have been telling the doctor this but hours I was there with it actually being documented. They gave me a cup of vegetable soup and a salad with four pieces of grilled chicken and it sent me into a gallbladder attack... All of this was documented on the black and white computer print-out. (Yay!!!) My doctor had me checked to see if I was in labor, (I wasn't, by the way) and gave me medication for pain. Sent me home for me to come back the next day... to be continued...