Well it's been 3 weeks today and finally I would like to introduce to you, our little angel:
Whitney Joi Welch
Born July 25, 2011 at 3:19 AM
6 lbs. 14 oz
19 inches long
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| This is by far one of my most favorite pictures, she already has her daddy wrapped around her little finger. |
I absolutely love her little mouth, so sweet!
Whitney-you truly are our little angel, we love you so much and are so grateful that you are here. You bring so much happiness to our family, and Logan absolutely adores you. Here are a few of my favorite things:
1) I love when you first wake up and you look around the room to see if anyone is there
2) I love that every morning the first thing Logan says is, "Where's my baby Whitney? Wanna hold her!!!"
3) I love how you wrinkle your forehead every time your Dad walks into the room and calls your name.
4) I love that even your newborn outfits are still baggy and saggy,.
5) I love when you wake up from your naps and give a half smile when I kiss your cheeks.
6) I love how you snort when you get mad.
So for those who want to hear the 'birth story' here you go:
I was scheduled to be induced July 26th, but was sad about that because my dad was going to be out of town and he would miss her if she came that day. Also, my brother and his family were heading back to Arizona so chances were that they were going to miss her too. Sunday July 24th I had just felt strange, couldn't quite put my finger on it. Got up went to church, but left before Relief Society because I had a horrible headache. So I came home to take a nap.We had a good-bye dinner for my brother and his family at my parents that nigh, but left early because (once again felt strange and just wanted to lay down.) At 7:00 I was having these pains in my back, (didn't think too much about it because I had never felt anything like that with Logan.) At 11:00 pm, I was pretty sure that I was having contractions, but a little in denial about it. As ready as I was, I was so afraid of all the changes that would come with it, and most of all giving up my Logan time and destroying his life. By 11:45 Andy packed us up and we dropped Logan off at Tenille's house (Andy's oldest sister who lives just up the street from us.) I was so nervous, more nervous this time than when I had Logan, mostly because I knew what was coming. But when we pulled up Travis and Tenille were outside on their front porch waiting for us, and after seeing them I was completely at ease. Once we got checked in and in our room, I was already a 5 but still able to manage my pain. By about 2:15 AM I wanted an epidural, and after 8 attempts finally was able to get it in. (Don't recommend that to anyone!!!)
15 minutes later I felt my water break, and at 2:40 I felt this horrible pop sensation then this twinge of pain. I told Andy that something was wrong and he needed to get the nurse. So he dashed out of the room, almost knocked over the delivery tray. He came back with the nurse, and she checked to see what was going on. Baby girl had a bowel movement and I was suddenly a 10. At 2:50am she told me my doctor wasn't quite there yet and whatever I did, DO NOT PUSH! I was shocked, because it was 18 hours of work to get Logan here, and I couldn't believe that she was ready so soon. I hadn't even called anyone yet to let them know what was going on. It was killing me not to push, every time I had to talk to myself and tell myself don't push just breath just breath just breath. Luckily a few minutes later I heard a familiar voice, my doctor was there. By 3:05 I gave my first push but just like Logan she wasn't going anywhere. So out came the vacuum, a few more pushes we realized that she was coming out with both fists up underneath her chin and the umbilical cord was wrapped around her neck, wrapped around her stomach, thigh, and twice around her ankle. By 3:19 she was here, completely blue, and scary looking, but here. A few seconds later she was crying and lying on my chest. It was such a sweet experience, so much better than Logan's and I felt still human afterwards which was a huge bonus, but still had 40 stitches. It was the most amazing experience, my sweet baby girl! It took us a whole day to name her, but finally settled on Whitney Joi. The first time Logan came to see her, he walked over to my bed and said, "Okay my turn!" And held out his arms to hold her. It melted my heart. She is the sweetest baby, cries when she is really tired, and screams when she is hungry. But so far that is it, we are still working on getting her to fall asleep at night, but at least she is not up screaming and crying, just wide awake and wants to be held and loved. She is such a blessing to our family! Logan absolutely adores her, I constantly see him giving her sweet kisses and calls her Sweetheart. I couldn't ask for better kids. Love them both to pieces!!!
