AWWW!

As you may have noticed, for the past few months I posted only belly shots of myself. You probably think that I must have really liked the way I looked or something. If so, you're wrong! The main reason I showed a profile shot every week was so my sister Jamie could see what I looked like pregnant... But then I stopped posting because my baby was born. Here's my story. :)

 

* I WON'T BE OFFENDED IF YOU

JUST SKIP TO THE PICTURES! *

Less than two hours after Russell shocked me by showing me his self inflicted bald spot, I started feeling pretty uncomfortable. We had some friends over watching a movie, so I kept my pain to myself until they went home, and then I told Russell that something might be happening. I didn't think that I was actually going into labor or anything like that, but I decided to time the contractions just for the fun of it. Don't worry, for over three hours they were consistently 3-5 minutes apart. And I still didn't think anything was happening. Silly me!

Anyway, Russell kept falling asleep and I was SO annoyed! Afterall, why should he get to sleep when I was feeling so uncomfortable?! I didn't think that was fair, so I woke him up for the millionth time. He went and warmed up the car, and we headed to the hospital. I still didn't really think that it was the real deal, but I called my mom anyways to tell her what was going on. I told my parents to wait until morning to see if it was real, but they were too anxiou--so they jumped in the car and headed up so they would be here for me. My parents are the best, just in case you were wondering... :)

I got admitted into the hospital, and the nurse confirmed that I actually was going to be having a baby sometime within the next several hours. I lasted a few more hours before giving in and getting the drugs, and then life was good again. Seriously, my epidural was amazing!

 This is me in the delivery room...

 

 

And this is Russell in the delivery room. After I got some

medicine in me I wasn't so annoyed that he was snoozing. :)

 

Don't worry, he didn't nap until my parents arrived, then I

gave him permission to sleep. So he did. For six hours!

 

 

Long story a little shorter, everything was going perfectly. But after nearly three hours of pushing things changed. The baby was turned wrong and she was stuck. I asked Russell and my dad to give me a blessing. They did, and when they were finished I turned to Russ and told him that I was going to have to have a c-section. He thought I was weird for saying that, but I just knew. Sure enough, a doctor just happened to pop in a minute later, and about a minute after that they had thrown some clothes at Russell and were rushing me away for surgery.

 

Awesome.

Finally, 16 hours after things first started, our sweet little baby girl was born. It didn't happen exactly like I had hoped, but it was a relief to have her here and healthy! Later that night after all our visitors had left, I was just hanging out in my room thinking about food and how much of it I wanted to consume. Don't judge me--I hadn't eaten anything except for ice chips in over 36 hours!

Anyway, I heard the nurses talking outside about the baby who had almost broken her neck... I listened in because I am snoopy like that. One nurse asked which baby it was, and another answered, "Twenty-six."

I think my heart stopped for a minute. That was MY room! They were talking about MY baby! I may or may not have cried a little, because apparently my baby almost died and I hadn't even known it! I called for the nurses to bring her to me, and then I just held her and loved her until a nurse came and told me that I had to get some sleep. I feel so blessed to have her! I never knew you could love a person so much so quickly!

I was going to be amazing and post about her the second

I got home, but I am LAZY! It's way more fun to just lay on

the couch and hold her. Or sometimes I just stare at her.

 

Anyway, here she is! 

Kirsli Coons

January 5, 2013
8 lbs 12 oz

20.5 inches long

  



We got to bring her home on January 8, 2013.

(Her due date.)

We were lucky enough to have my mom come stay

with us for almost a week. She is so wonderful!

This little girl is STRONG! Only eight days old and already

trying to escape the boppy!

Russell likes this little girl a whole lot. This is his
first time feeding her.

At first she hated bathtime, but now she's getting the hang of it!

She pretty much sleeps all the time. I change her clothes and

bow and take tons of pictures. It's what I do!

Russell and Kirsli love hanging out together on the couch. They look a lot alike, don't you think? They even hold their mouths the same when they sleep! I think it's funny. :)

 

 

  

Russell likes to tease her, but she still likes him. :)

This is what I found when Russell was suppose to get

her ready for church... What a stinker!

She wasn't sure what to think about her dress. I think

she liked the tights better on her head than on her legs!

Kirsli's first jeans. She looks so grown up!

She thinks I'm weird when I do her hair with gel. She just stares at me!

I just can't get enough of this girl! Love her!

She likes our bed a lot more than her bassenet. We've

got a little side sleeper on our hands!

I couldn't resist buying these fun socks for her. I thought they

were super cute!

This picture makes her look tiny, huh?

 

When my mom was staying with us for the first week, we tried to take some pictures. Some of them turned out pretty cute...We took over 400, but I'll just post a few. :)

 

I can't believe it's been a whole month! Time flies!