Bridget Beth, easy on the eyes :)

Here's some photos of our little Bridget and her story of coming to this world!  It's very long- memories

for us...  but enjoy the photos!

 

First photo!  Notice my bruised head from the vaccuum.... Mom and Dad called me "hicky head"

Bridget Beth weighing in at 7 lbs. 7 oz.

Dad's first snuggle

Under the "bili lights"- trying to compete with Grandma Gray for best tan...

Playing dress up already- first bow

This is how much I like to burp, happens every time.

Going home with my bumble bee!

Grandma and Grandpa Gray- just back from Bermuda.  Who do you think won the tanning contest?

Grandma and Granpa Deaton, and Auntie Rackell.  There is already talk of her Aunt taking her skydiving.....

First outing to the mall :)

First bath- I hated every second.

Already posing

Bridget Beth is here!  Well, she's been her for almost 2 weeks, but mom and dad have been very busy with her :)  She has been such a blessing in our lives and has brought us lots of smiles, laughs, and tears.  She gave us quite a scare getting here and it has been a rough recovery, but we are all doing well and just trying to adjust to our new schedule and lifestyle.

After being 6 days late, being induced, 20 hours of labor, 3 hours of pushing and one c-section later she finally graced us with her presence.  Bridget was born Friday, May 14, 2010 at 6:17 p.m. She weighed 7 lbs. 7 oz. and was 20 inches.   We had a hard time naming her, but finally decided on Bridget Beth Deaton (Beth after my grandma Slack who went by Beth).

We went to the dr Thursay, 13th to see what progress (if any) she had made- none.  She was five days overdue, so my dr decided to induce me that night.  We went home and didn't know what to do with ourselves for the next 6 hours until we could call the hospital to see if they could get us started that night.  Thankfully they told us to come in at 7 to get things going.  All packed up (with the Wii included) we headed off to have this little girl!

We knew it would be a long process, so we packed up movies, cards, and even the Wii for some fun.  They started me at 8:00 p.m. and we played mariokart (a little tricky with an IV) and watched the playoffs til late.  We did manage to get SOME sleep that night though contractions, but thank goodness for pain meds!  My dr came in and broke my water around 8:00 a.m. Friday.  Then (hallelujah) I got my epidural at 9:00- best thing ever invented EVER.  Then next few hours were pretty much bliss as I slept the morning away (inbetween hourly checks by our great nurse Dee).  I was at 100% (as Zac would say) at 2:00 p.m. 

Pushing began at 3:00 after an hour of "rest and descend".  The nurse was checking me and noticed that Bridget was posterior (face up), so she said she would have Dr. Blackett come and try to turn her.  Dr. Blackett came in after an hour and a half of pushing to try to turn her.  Well after a half hour of torutre and turning, no luck.  That stubborn girl just wanted to come out looking up at the world instead of the floor.  Here were the dr's 3 options:  continue pushing and see if she'd come on her own as some posterior babies do, try the vaccuum extractor, and then c-section.  I was bound and determined to get her out naturally so we continued to push.  Dr. Blackett came back in around 5:45 and we had made some progress, but not enough, so we decided to try the vaccuum.  She told us that using the vaccuum she wanted to have her out in 10 minutes.  I thought, this is it- our baby will be here in 10 minutes!  WRONG.  No luck again.  She tried the vaccuum 3 times (and ps the epidural is completely gone at this point), and she just wouldn't budge!  Then the two dreaded words no mom wants to hear came: c-section.

They wheeled us to the OR and set up shop to get her out.  What seemed like forever was probably only 10 minutes before they started.  They had some joyful tunes playing in the background to distract me (or keep the doctors entertained) and the anethesiologist stayed right by my side the whole time.  Now, I've watched a few c-sections and they usually have the baby out in a couple of minutes, right?  WRONG.  No luck the third time.  I knew something was just a little off when I heard Dr. Blackett say, "Get Dr. Noorda in here now, I can't get this baby out."  Not a phrase you want to hear your dr say. Then all I could hear was "push, push, push, there's an arm, there's another arm."  Seriously, what about the head?  I thought that was supposed to come out first.  Well, not for Bridget.  I had pushed her so far down that her head was stuck so they had to pull her bum out first.  But, she finally came out!

 I didn't get to see her right off because they took her to the NICU, but she only had to stay there for a couple of hours.  I was in recovery for a while, so they borought her to me in our room upstairs a couple hours later.  It was the best feeling to hold her for the first time!  I was so happy she made it safe and sound (not speedy though).  It was a rough night for us all, and poor Tanner had to sit there and just watch without having any control over the situation.  I really do feel bad for the dads since they can't do a whole lot in that situation to help mom or baby.  But, he stuck with us through it all! 

What a story, and one we'll never forget!  I guess every baby decides to come on their terms and in their own way.  Even at the expense of mom sometimes.  Like I said, a rough day for all, but the best day we've experienced together so far!  We love you little B!!!