by Marilyn on March 20, 2008
If you’ve been eyeballing my Twitter, you know that Evie is here! But first things first. We got to the hospital at the bell toll of 10:00am and got set up right away in our “holding room”. I call it that because it’s the room right next to the doors to the operating room and it’s the same room I had to sit and wait in when Liam was born. We watched some really strange things on TV, including a program that included time-lapse photography of a decomposing cow. It was way wrong. But it kept us busy.
Lucky us though, we got in right on time. I was taken back to the OR five minutes past noon. I won’t detail anything here (I’ll leave that for my birth story post!). Needless to say, Evie made her arrival into the world at 12:29pm, weighing a grand total of 6 pounds and 8 and a half ounces. So this means that Violet won the “What Will She Weigh” contest! Violet, shoot me an email at callistawolf AT gmail DOT com and I’ll get your addy so I can send you a little somethin’. Though Southernbelle gets an honorable mention for getting the closest guess in on her time of birth. Way to go guys! And thanks to EVERYONE for putting in guesses. It was SO fun to read them while I was busy freaking out about having a baby. Heh.
I’m beat. I’ve got lots of stories to share with you all. I’ll leave it at that for now. In the meantime, it looks as if I WILL get to watch “LOST” tonight. Woo hoo!
She is absolutely adorable. I mean, don’t take my word for it. Take a look for yourselves…
The cute is threatening to eat us all.
Making faces already
I dare say she’s razzing us
Harry is already in love
Mutual admiration society starring Kile’s mom and Harry
Liam surprised us by being so interested in her. He even tried to give her a kiss. Unprovoked!
by Marilyn on March 20, 2008
We’ll be leaving in about an hour from now (or, I’m sorry, an hour from when I started this post). I’m pretty darned hungry, if you want the truth of it. My stomach has growled menacingly at me several times this morning but I have to keep telling it to “Hush!”. I am concerned that it’s scaring the baby though. Cuz, you know, it’s scaring me.
I put Kile’s cell phone in the washer last night. We didn’t realize that I had done this until it had been in there about ten minutes so… yeah. We tried all we could do to resuscitate but it was all for naught. The phone be dead. And I feel awful. Yes, he got it for free. But it was a really cool phone and NOW what are we going to do? Chances are, Cingular won’t replace it since it was water damage. So he’ll have to buy a new one but GAH, we just aren’t the sorts who buy phones, you know? In the meantime, he found he can use his old phone which does suck, but it works too and that’s what’s important today. Because if there’s any day you need your cell phone, it’s the day your baby is born, am I right?
I actually slept pretty decent last night. I didn’t have that hard a time falling asleep either, surprisingly. However, my good luck ran out at 4:15 when I had to get up to go pee. And then I couldn’t go back to sleep. You know how it goes. My brain was going a mile a minute. Kile’s alarm went off at 5:30 and he got up to use the bathroom. He got out about 6:00 so we came downstairs. I’ve since taken a shower, finished packing my bag, salivated over everyone else’s coffee and bagels, caught up on my blogs (can everyone just stop posting for the next day or so? thanks), and given my boys lots of hugs.
I’ve been nervous. Ever since yesterday. I guess that’s normal. Last time, I had that doppler we rented and I remember using it that morning to reassure myself that, yes, there is a baby in there. This time… nada. And not having eaten anything, she doesn’t have her normal sugar spike to get her going either. So I’ve been fretting. She hasn’t moved a lot in the last couple of days anyhow. You know me. I don’t need an excuse to get nervous about this sort of thing. I’ll just feel so much better once I’m at the hospital and all hooked up to the monitors.
Anyhow. I’ll be Twittering, one way or another. Stay tuned!
