Our Little Riley Blair
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
amazing red ball
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
A day with the family
So Marc and I decided it would be a good day to head up to Wolfchase Galleria for a little while and get out of the house. Not to mention dropping off his brand new guitar to get worked on. I'm sure that had nothing to do with wanting to go to the mall. HA! We had a great time. However, as soon as we got there Riley had an accident that got all over the place. We ran to the Macy's restroom and her outfit was so messed up that we carried her around the store naked and went to the baby section and bought her a new outfit to wear. (No, i was not prepared with an extra outfit in my bag. Note to self for our next adventure) When we reached the baby section we immediately asked for the sale rack. The girl working laughed at us but then understood when we checked out and told her not to bag it.
We ate lunch and then went to the build a bear store were we picked up a new friend that Riley helped pick out. (pictures of that coming soon) We gave her two options of animals and then two options of outfits and she got to choose which she wanted. It was so cute to watch her and super fun! She loves her new friend and as soon as we handed her over, she started kissing her. Well worth the $17 that was spent. (btw, build a bear is making a killing!) So the picture you see if of our happy girl in her brand new outfit with her brand new friend that she picked out herself. Such a sweet day!
Sunday, July 10, 2011
YUMMIE!
Monday, June 13, 2011
Friday, May 27, 2011
Sunday, April 24, 2011
Stationery card
Saturday, April 23, 2011
Sunday, April 10, 2011
Will you be my girlfriend?
Sunday, March 20, 2011
Oh My....
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Sleeping Beauty
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Sooooo Sleepy
Happy Valentine's day
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Coming Home!
Sunday, February 13, 2011
It all began....
We arrived at Baptist Women's hospital at 9:30 pm and was being examined by 10. It was confirmed. I was officially in labor. By 11, I was being moved to a labor and delivery room where I was now feeling contractions. Only dilated 2 cm, the contractions started slowly coming about every 10 minutes. An hour later, they were every two minutes apart and extremely painful. The doctors concern was the baby's heart rate. Every time I would have a contraction, her heart rate would slow down dangerously. They flipped me and flopped me with every contraction, and poked and prodded me with every monitor to see if the baby was laying on her cord. There was no change. By 1 am, they were preping us for an emergency c-section.
Through all this, I was surprisingly very calm. I knew I had good doctors working on me and that they could get the baby out quickly. Marc was great. He was by my side the entire time. I didn't know exactly how he would react in the o.r. because we had never discussed the possibility of having a c-section. He sat by my head and held my hand the entire time. He even looked over the sheet when the doctor wanted to show him things that I wouldn't have even wanted to see. He kept me posted about what they were doing with Riley and took pictures. At 1:34 am, our precious little girl was here, weighing in at 5lb 11 oz. (What? Just Thursday the ultra sound said 7lb 11oz) She was 2 pounds lighter than projected. Marc got to hold her immediately after she arrived but with all the people working on me I had only a glimpse.
The doctors took Riley to clean her up and check her out. Initially there were some respiratory concerns that needed to be monitored. I was wheeled off to recovery. Marc was back and forth between the family who was watching the nurses work on Riley in the nursery, and me who was in and out of sleep in post op. I have to say I had some fun in post op trying to move my legs that felt like a ton of bricks. I would try and try only to be unsuccessful. At one point I tried so hard I got tickled at myself.
Around 4:30 am we were being moved to a room. Getting off the elevator on the fourth floor, my entire family was waiting to greet us. We got hugs and kisses and they told me they had been watching Riley for hours getting cleaned up and fed. I informed them they had seen her more than I had and that I had only a glimpse of her after surgery. Hearing this, the nurses decided to break the rules a bit and wheel me to the nursery doors to see her.