When little Gabsters was in the belly, a lot of people would ask me what we were going to name her. I seriously don't think we could have picked a better name. It just seems so right and it fits her personality, and of course....we just love it. Obviously we named her Gabby and she has PLENTY of nicknames that go along with it. But I always found it funny whenever I would tell people "we are going to name her Gabby, just Gabby", they would then say as if they didn't hear the "just" part and respond with a "Oh so her full name is going to be Gabriella or Gabriell right?" No people. Just Gabby. After a while I got smart and when people would ask me what we were going to name her I would say "Just Gabby, not Gabriella or Gabriell....just Gabby" and then I would still get the response of "Why not just name her Gabriella?". Apparently they just didn't get the picture. It's not like I don't like those names. Believe me I think they are cute. But for some reason I didn't think that it rattled off the tongue so well when paired with Lamb. Too many lala's I guess....
Anyway, when we were getting close to the big day, Scottie and I would talk about it all the time and if we really wanted to name her Gabby. I knew, about 99.9 % sure that that was the name that I wanted but I wasn't oposed to the idea of taking the list of names we brainstormed to the hospital, just in case she came and the name just didn't fit her.
Well that all changed when the first thing I said when I got to hold her for the first time was "Hello Gabby Girl!" it just seemed right and that was that.
Now flash back to when we came up with the name. It was our anniversary, September 21st to be exact, and Scottie and I were meeting up with my parents to go to dinner and a play. While we were at the restaurant and just waiting for my parents to show up, I decided to make use of the time so while we were sitting in the car I found a random piece of paper and started asking Scottie what names he liked. I jotted them down even if I wasn't a fan and then I put the names that I liked down as well. That way we could look at it and think about it and refer to it several times. That's when I said I liked the name Gabby. Of course Scottie thought about it and didn't hate it and actually thought that it was okay so I wrote it down and then I fell in love with it. We tossed around the idea over dinner and then it became my number one favorite.
So Gabby it was.
Weeks went by and then before we knew it we were both naming off nicknames to the babe in the belly and it felt good to have a name that we both agreed on. Let's face it. I really thought we would be that couple that couldn't come up with a name and were fighting in the hospital trying to decide what to put on the birth certificate besides "baby lamb" let's be honest.... that joke gets old and yes I've heard it a million times.
Well the day after we had Gabby, Scott got an email from his sister in law Michaela. Michaela was married to Scott's brother Justin for three months and then he passed away suddenly due to a blood clot in a work related accident. She was later sealed to him a year later on September 21st. When Scottie and are were planning to get married we had no idea that that was the day they were sealed. And strange enough it was the same temple. In her email she wrote...
Congrats Scott!! I am so excited for you and Christie! She is adorable. I just thought I would tell you something that you probably didn't know about the name Gabby. When Justin and I were together he got his cat and named her Gabby....
(If I could add a sound effect as if there was an abrupt interruption to a movie, this is where it would be. Funny I know, your probabbly wondering where I am going with this...hang in there I'm getting to the point.)
.... he really liked the name and he had always said that when we had a baby girl of our own he wanted to name her Gabby. So in some weird way, that name means so much to me and I find it sooo special that you two chose that name for a sweet baby that probably left his arms yesterday! I am so happy for you two. Congrats.
Michaela
I seriously cried after hearing what she had said and I knew that there really was a reason that both Scottie and I agreed on the name after we couldn't agree on anything. So all in all, I am so grateful that my little girl is named.....just Gabby.
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Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Saturday, January 22, 2011
Special Delivery
If you can only imagine that the same person (me, Christie, soon to be mama) wrote the previous post and this soon to be post you'd be quite shocked! Lets travel back to January 10th, 2011 and allow me to explain...
This morning I woke up at 6:00 a.m. and rolled out of bed (literally rolled) with a quiet heave to go to the bathroom while trying to be oh so careful not to wake my hard working husband. I looked at the clock shocked that it was already 6:00! I was expecting 4:00 or 5:00 for some reason. Then my mind starting wandering about how this is about the time I wake up every morning to get ready for school. Then I thought to myself "This is my LAST day of sleeping in!! I need to go back to bed and live it up while I can." as I tucked myself back in to bed, the realization hit me that this was going to be my last day of being pregnant and that sometime today I would be getting a call from the doctors office telling me what time I should come in to be induced tomorrow. I then knew that I would not be going back to sleep no matter how hard I tried. I had too many thoughts running around in my head to try and sleep. Then my stomach started to growl so I once again, rolled out of bed and went downstairs to eat an orange and string cheese. Then I planned to get back into bed and try to live up my last moments of uninterrupted sleep. Just as I got back into bed, I noticed it was 7:15. So much for sleeping in. I laid in bed until 8:00 and then said goodbye to my hubby as he left for work. I told him I'd call as soon as I heard from the doctors office.
Well the day dragged on and I never did get back to sleep. So around nine I got up and went downstairs to get started on my day. At 10:00 Scott's sister Audrey came up to meet her soon to be niece that would be arriving the next day. She took me to breakfast and then we went to run some last minute errands before the babe arrived. Later on we went over to my mamas to do some passing of the time while canning some good ol' applesauce. I was trying to be patient the whole time knowing that sometime soon I would be receiving an anticipated phone call. Well, time went on I started thinking that maybe they had forgotten about me. I've never had a baby so I didn't exactly know how this whole process worked. Then the phone calls and texts started coming from family and friends and everyone was just as anxious as I was and wondering what time I was going in to be induced in the morning. After talking to my sister she told me that I should just call and find out. I didn't want to be the annoying first time mom so I waited till 5:30. I then called the hospital, since I figured my doctor's was most likely closed, and talked to the lady at the scheduling desk. I explained the situation of how my doctor had scheduled to induce me tomorrow but I hadn't heard anything yet. She then asked me for my name and looked me up only to give me the awful news that I wasn't on the schedule! I was VERY disappointed!! How could this happen! Then she asked me if I was sure that I was suppose to be induced tomorrow or maybe if it was Wednesday instead but I knew for a fact that he said Tuesday 1/11/11. I remembered that date because it was my original due date before they moved my due date up because I was measuring big, and it was exactly a week since I saw the doctor. The conversation I had with my doctor a week prior ran through my head. I remembered every detail even the fact that he said he would be on call and that he would be the one to deliver me if I hadn't had her before then. Was I dreaming? Did my pregnant mind dream it up? I knew I was right. I was for sure on the date. She then advised me to call my doctors office after hours line and talk to them since she couldn't do anything about it unless they heard from my doctor.
Well, since I am 41 weeks plus a day prego, a little, no scratch that, WAY emotional I instantly burst into tears the second I hung up the phone. I was beyond upset!! I was outraged! This whole nine months I was preparing for this and was freaked out of my mind each day that grew closer to my due date and when I finally accepted the fact that I was having a baby and that everything would be ok, they tell me "just kidding your not having a baby tomorrow!" My mom came rushing over to me to see what was the matter and I told her the whole story of me being overlooked. Since I couldn't calm down she took matters into her own hands and asked if I I wanted her to call the doctors office for me. Of course!?? There was no way I could compose myself to even talk about the issue. So, she called and explained the situation (while pretending the whole time to be me) and then hung up. She informed me that the doctor on call at the hospital would call me to tell me the new plan.
Ten minutes later, my phone rang and I finally had calmed down enough to hide my tears on the phone. I explained the situation about how I was suppose to be induced tomorrow but no one ever called me so that's when I called to find out what was going on only to find out that I wasn't on the schedule. His response you ask?? Well that little tird thought that I had misunderstood the doctor because Dr. Watabe wasn't even on call tomorrow but he was on Wednesday so he must have meant Wednesday the 12th not Tuesday the 11th. I then told him that I remembered exactly what he told me. I wasn't even on Wednesday schedule either so there must have been a goof somewhere. Well, that's when Mr. on call doctor said the wrong thing and asked the overdue prego girl "Are you sure you aren't just trying to be induced because it's 1/11/11. I know it's a popular date and a lot of girls are trying to have their babies that day." ARE YOU KIDDING ME!!!! I was beyond annoyed! If he was sitting in front of me I would have reached over and slapped him in the face. He then told me that he would put me on Tuesday's AND Wednesday's schedule and that I should call the doctors office at nine the next morning and figure out what to do from there. Great, that's awesome news? I was depressed and realized that I would most likely not be holding my baby girl the next day.
About 15 minutes later, the scheduling nurse called and asked me about the situation again. I told her the whole story and then she had the audacity as well to ask me "Are you sure you're just not trying to be induced because it's 1/11/11?" Really people??? How dare you! She told me that she could put me on the list to be induced tomorrow but they would most likely not get to me because I would be last on the list, or she could put me down for Wednesday and I would be number 3 on the list and for sure get to have the baby. She also said I could think about it and call her back. Seriously folks??? I don't care if it's Friday the 13th or New Years Day! You told me I was having a baby and now you're turning me away! Are you dumb?? Yes I would at least like to try and get in tomorrow so put me down and if you don't then Wednesday it is!! Geez!!
That night I went to bed with the worst headache ever. I had just accepted the fact that come Wednesday I would finally be a mom, or if I was lucky I would put myself into labor due to all the annoying people I had to deal with. Then I grew jealous that some lady who got to PICK her induction date was going to be walking in to the hospital bright and early probably before she even reached her due date while I was sitting at home 8, soon to be 9 days overdue. I had expected a call the next day from the hospital telling me when to come in but I was not ready when I received a call at 7:30 a.m. The second my phone rang I knew exactly who it would be and what they wanted so I was irritated that they w0uld call so early to tell me that they would most likely get to me around midnight or something. To my surprise.....they told me to come in at 8:30 in the a.m.!!!! Holy crap!!! Did the 70 people on the list before me magically pop out a babe in the middle of the night so I could come in? Luck was definitely on my side but I wasn't about to get my hopes up when I got to the hospital so I told my hubby to be prepared to get turned away once we got there. We quickly got up grabbed everything and rushed out the door to be sure I was on time just in case. Scottie wanted to call everyone and tell them that we were finally on our way to the hospital but I told him we should wait till I actually had a room, a bed, a gown, and some freaking pitocin, because I was not going to get hyped up over nothing.
We finally reached the hospital, parked and walked up to labor and delivery. The second I walked in the door they greeted me and asked to my surprise "Are you Christie?" All I could think of was YES! They really are expecting me!!! They walked me right down to room number 2 and told me to gown up! I was shocked! This really was going to happen today! I really was going to be a mama and hold my baby girl!
Last picture of prego me!
Family of 2 soon to be 3!
After I gowned up the nurse came in asked me the last time I ate. I was sad to tell her that I didn't even think to eat this morning so the last time was last night! I was starving!!! I really wished I had eaten because I knew it was going to be a LONG journey ahead of me and I wouldn't be able to eat anything but Popsicles and jello till baby G arrived. Blah. She hooked up my IV and at 9:05 my doctor came in all out of breath. He explained the whole situation about how he was totally planning on me coming in to be induced but his office didn't get the schedule over in time. He apologized from head to toe, but I on the other hand didn't care one bit at this point because well, I was having a baby today no matter what! And so the adventure began!!!
9:15- Doctor Watabe broke my water and started me on pitocin. Sadly enough I was only 90% efaced and dilated to a 1 1/2 still. No news to me since I was still a 1 1/2 at my last doctors appointment.
10:00- Pitocin was increased and I was having a few contractions with a little pressure but no pain...yet.
2:09 - Making big progress now and dilated a.....2. I was getting really sleepy and wanted to enjoy a cat nap before I was a mama. I realized that I couldn't relax and since I was planning on getting an epidural I decided to call the anesthesiologist in to get rid of the nasty contraction that seemed to last for 45 minutes straight. I knew pitocin would make the contractions stronger but I didn't think it would make them last for 45 minutes straight??? So that's when we called in Mr. Rick....I think that was his name? And he sat me up to start me on the epidural. To my surprise the pain stopped completely and I wondered if I should wait longer to get the epidural and just move positions. That's when I realized that I was just too tall for the stupid bed and there was no way I was going to get comfortable no matter how hard I tried so I said screw it just hook me up I'm takin a nap! Lame I know, couldn't even make it past a 2. But I know myself and I didn't want to have an extreme anxiety attack once the contractions really kicked in.
3:06- Making even bigger progress now haha and I was then dilated to a 3. I know. Huge progress right?
4:00- Finally things started kicking in and I went from a 3-6 in less than an hour. The nurse was shocked she thought it would take a lot longer!
4:15- Massive contractions and I started breathing as if the oxygen in the room was slowly running out. I knew that I would feel pressure, the anesthesiologist told me that, but it felt as if I was about to give birth to an elephant and I wanted to push like no tomorrow!!!! My back was killing me and the nurse decided that she should call the anesthesiologist back in to take a peek.
4:30-Mr. Rick walked in he said "Oh, you shouldn't be breathing like that??" Then he gave me a shot and said it would completely numb my legs for only an hour and then wear off. After about fifteen minutes I felt like a renewed woman and became soooo grateful for the genius out there who invented the epidural. Ahhhh :-) Big thanks to Scottie for letting me squeeze the crap out of his hand.
5:00- Dilated to a 7 and was getting feeling back in my legs again.
5:55- I had arrived at a 9 1/2!!!! It slowly hit me that my little girl was on her way and it wouldn't be long until I got to hold her in my arms. I then got to order some room service so that I could eat right away before the kitchen closed!! I can't tell you how hungry I was I think I could have ordered everything on the menu if they would have let me!
6:30- Nurses switched shifts and Miss Jaclyn came in to announce that she would be my nurse! I absolutely loved her! I was so pleased that she would be helping with the delivery.
6:40- Miss Jaclyn gave me instructions on what to do. I just loved the way she described it "Ok honey, we're going to have you put your chin to your chest, curl around your baby like a C, grab the back of your legs and take a big deep breath, then your gonna push like you have been constipated for the past 2 years, Ok?" haha easy enough! I was ready!! I sure loved her!
7:05-After 25 minutes of pushing...
Little miss Gabby Jean Lamb arrived on her original due date 1/11/11
Weighing 8 lbs 10 oz
A long, lean 20 inches!
It was one of the greatest moments of my life getting to hold her for the first time.
Our family of three
Daddy and his little girl
Auntie Megs and Uncle Tanner
Grammy and Grandpa
Getting scrubbed down by the nurse with the massive tatoo down her arm.... a little inappropriate don't ya think?
Finally all cleaned up and back in my arms
We are absolutely in love with this little girl and couldn't be happier parents! I couldn't have asked for a more smother delivery! So like I said in the beginning. If you can imagine that the same person wrote the previous post you'd laugh. I can finally say that after all my worries and woes and being terribly frightened to go through the whole labor and delivery process, wouldn't you know.....I would do it ALL over again in a heartbeat! Welcome to the family Baby G!
This morning I woke up at 6:00 a.m. and rolled out of bed (literally rolled) with a quiet heave to go to the bathroom while trying to be oh so careful not to wake my hard working husband. I looked at the clock shocked that it was already 6:00! I was expecting 4:00 or 5:00 for some reason. Then my mind starting wandering about how this is about the time I wake up every morning to get ready for school. Then I thought to myself "This is my LAST day of sleeping in!! I need to go back to bed and live it up while I can." as I tucked myself back in to bed, the realization hit me that this was going to be my last day of being pregnant and that sometime today I would be getting a call from the doctors office telling me what time I should come in to be induced tomorrow. I then knew that I would not be going back to sleep no matter how hard I tried. I had too many thoughts running around in my head to try and sleep. Then my stomach started to growl so I once again, rolled out of bed and went downstairs to eat an orange and string cheese. Then I planned to get back into bed and try to live up my last moments of uninterrupted sleep. Just as I got back into bed, I noticed it was 7:15. So much for sleeping in. I laid in bed until 8:00 and then said goodbye to my hubby as he left for work. I told him I'd call as soon as I heard from the doctors office.
Well the day dragged on and I never did get back to sleep. So around nine I got up and went downstairs to get started on my day. At 10:00 Scott's sister Audrey came up to meet her soon to be niece that would be arriving the next day. She took me to breakfast and then we went to run some last minute errands before the babe arrived. Later on we went over to my mamas to do some passing of the time while canning some good ol' applesauce. I was trying to be patient the whole time knowing that sometime soon I would be receiving an anticipated phone call. Well, time went on I started thinking that maybe they had forgotten about me. I've never had a baby so I didn't exactly know how this whole process worked. Then the phone calls and texts started coming from family and friends and everyone was just as anxious as I was and wondering what time I was going in to be induced in the morning. After talking to my sister she told me that I should just call and find out. I didn't want to be the annoying first time mom so I waited till 5:30. I then called the hospital, since I figured my doctor's was most likely closed, and talked to the lady at the scheduling desk. I explained the situation of how my doctor had scheduled to induce me tomorrow but I hadn't heard anything yet. She then asked me for my name and looked me up only to give me the awful news that I wasn't on the schedule! I was VERY disappointed!! How could this happen! Then she asked me if I was sure that I was suppose to be induced tomorrow or maybe if it was Wednesday instead but I knew for a fact that he said Tuesday 1/11/11. I remembered that date because it was my original due date before they moved my due date up because I was measuring big, and it was exactly a week since I saw the doctor. The conversation I had with my doctor a week prior ran through my head. I remembered every detail even the fact that he said he would be on call and that he would be the one to deliver me if I hadn't had her before then. Was I dreaming? Did my pregnant mind dream it up? I knew I was right. I was for sure on the date. She then advised me to call my doctors office after hours line and talk to them since she couldn't do anything about it unless they heard from my doctor.
Well, since I am 41 weeks plus a day prego, a little, no scratch that, WAY emotional I instantly burst into tears the second I hung up the phone. I was beyond upset!! I was outraged! This whole nine months I was preparing for this and was freaked out of my mind each day that grew closer to my due date and when I finally accepted the fact that I was having a baby and that everything would be ok, they tell me "just kidding your not having a baby tomorrow!" My mom came rushing over to me to see what was the matter and I told her the whole story of me being overlooked. Since I couldn't calm down she took matters into her own hands and asked if I I wanted her to call the doctors office for me. Of course!?? There was no way I could compose myself to even talk about the issue. So, she called and explained the situation (while pretending the whole time to be me) and then hung up. She informed me that the doctor on call at the hospital would call me to tell me the new plan.
Ten minutes later, my phone rang and I finally had calmed down enough to hide my tears on the phone. I explained the situation about how I was suppose to be induced tomorrow but no one ever called me so that's when I called to find out what was going on only to find out that I wasn't on the schedule. His response you ask?? Well that little tird thought that I had misunderstood the doctor because Dr. Watabe wasn't even on call tomorrow but he was on Wednesday so he must have meant Wednesday the 12th not Tuesday the 11th. I then told him that I remembered exactly what he told me. I wasn't even on Wednesday schedule either so there must have been a goof somewhere. Well, that's when Mr. on call doctor said the wrong thing and asked the overdue prego girl "Are you sure you aren't just trying to be induced because it's 1/11/11. I know it's a popular date and a lot of girls are trying to have their babies that day." ARE YOU KIDDING ME!!!! I was beyond annoyed! If he was sitting in front of me I would have reached over and slapped him in the face. He then told me that he would put me on Tuesday's AND Wednesday's schedule and that I should call the doctors office at nine the next morning and figure out what to do from there. Great, that's awesome news? I was depressed and realized that I would most likely not be holding my baby girl the next day.
About 15 minutes later, the scheduling nurse called and asked me about the situation again. I told her the whole story and then she had the audacity as well to ask me "Are you sure you're just not trying to be induced because it's 1/11/11?" Really people??? How dare you! She told me that she could put me on the list to be induced tomorrow but they would most likely not get to me because I would be last on the list, or she could put me down for Wednesday and I would be number 3 on the list and for sure get to have the baby. She also said I could think about it and call her back. Seriously folks??? I don't care if it's Friday the 13th or New Years Day! You told me I was having a baby and now you're turning me away! Are you dumb?? Yes I would at least like to try and get in tomorrow so put me down and if you don't then Wednesday it is!! Geez!!
That night I went to bed with the worst headache ever. I had just accepted the fact that come Wednesday I would finally be a mom, or if I was lucky I would put myself into labor due to all the annoying people I had to deal with. Then I grew jealous that some lady who got to PICK her induction date was going to be walking in to the hospital bright and early probably before she even reached her due date while I was sitting at home 8, soon to be 9 days overdue. I had expected a call the next day from the hospital telling me when to come in but I was not ready when I received a call at 7:30 a.m. The second my phone rang I knew exactly who it would be and what they wanted so I was irritated that they w0uld call so early to tell me that they would most likely get to me around midnight or something. To my surprise.....they told me to come in at 8:30 in the a.m.!!!! Holy crap!!! Did the 70 people on the list before me magically pop out a babe in the middle of the night so I could come in? Luck was definitely on my side but I wasn't about to get my hopes up when I got to the hospital so I told my hubby to be prepared to get turned away once we got there. We quickly got up grabbed everything and rushed out the door to be sure I was on time just in case. Scottie wanted to call everyone and tell them that we were finally on our way to the hospital but I told him we should wait till I actually had a room, a bed, a gown, and some freaking pitocin, because I was not going to get hyped up over nothing.
We finally reached the hospital, parked and walked up to labor and delivery. The second I walked in the door they greeted me and asked to my surprise "Are you Christie?" All I could think of was YES! They really are expecting me!!! They walked me right down to room number 2 and told me to gown up! I was shocked! This really was going to happen today! I really was going to be a mama and hold my baby girl!
Last picture of prego me!
Family of 2 soon to be 3!
After I gowned up the nurse came in asked me the last time I ate. I was sad to tell her that I didn't even think to eat this morning so the last time was last night! I was starving!!! I really wished I had eaten because I knew it was going to be a LONG journey ahead of me and I wouldn't be able to eat anything but Popsicles and jello till baby G arrived. Blah. She hooked up my IV and at 9:05 my doctor came in all out of breath. He explained the whole situation about how he was totally planning on me coming in to be induced but his office didn't get the schedule over in time. He apologized from head to toe, but I on the other hand didn't care one bit at this point because well, I was having a baby today no matter what! And so the adventure began!!!
9:15- Doctor Watabe broke my water and started me on pitocin. Sadly enough I was only 90% efaced and dilated to a 1 1/2 still. No news to me since I was still a 1 1/2 at my last doctors appointment.
10:00- Pitocin was increased and I was having a few contractions with a little pressure but no pain...yet.
2:09 - Making big progress now and dilated a.....2. I was getting really sleepy and wanted to enjoy a cat nap before I was a mama. I realized that I couldn't relax and since I was planning on getting an epidural I decided to call the anesthesiologist in to get rid of the nasty contraction that seemed to last for 45 minutes straight. I knew pitocin would make the contractions stronger but I didn't think it would make them last for 45 minutes straight??? So that's when we called in Mr. Rick....I think that was his name? And he sat me up to start me on the epidural. To my surprise the pain stopped completely and I wondered if I should wait longer to get the epidural and just move positions. That's when I realized that I was just too tall for the stupid bed and there was no way I was going to get comfortable no matter how hard I tried so I said screw it just hook me up I'm takin a nap! Lame I know, couldn't even make it past a 2. But I know myself and I didn't want to have an extreme anxiety attack once the contractions really kicked in.
3:06- Making even bigger progress now haha and I was then dilated to a 3. I know. Huge progress right?
4:00- Finally things started kicking in and I went from a 3-6 in less than an hour. The nurse was shocked she thought it would take a lot longer!
4:15- Massive contractions and I started breathing as if the oxygen in the room was slowly running out. I knew that I would feel pressure, the anesthesiologist told me that, but it felt as if I was about to give birth to an elephant and I wanted to push like no tomorrow!!!! My back was killing me and the nurse decided that she should call the anesthesiologist back in to take a peek.
4:30-Mr. Rick walked in he said "Oh, you shouldn't be breathing like that??" Then he gave me a shot and said it would completely numb my legs for only an hour and then wear off. After about fifteen minutes I felt like a renewed woman and became soooo grateful for the genius out there who invented the epidural. Ahhhh :-) Big thanks to Scottie for letting me squeeze the crap out of his hand.
5:00- Dilated to a 7 and was getting feeling back in my legs again.
5:55- I had arrived at a 9 1/2!!!! It slowly hit me that my little girl was on her way and it wouldn't be long until I got to hold her in my arms. I then got to order some room service so that I could eat right away before the kitchen closed!! I can't tell you how hungry I was I think I could have ordered everything on the menu if they would have let me!
6:30- Nurses switched shifts and Miss Jaclyn came in to announce that she would be my nurse! I absolutely loved her! I was so pleased that she would be helping with the delivery.
6:40- Miss Jaclyn gave me instructions on what to do. I just loved the way she described it "Ok honey, we're going to have you put your chin to your chest, curl around your baby like a C, grab the back of your legs and take a big deep breath, then your gonna push like you have been constipated for the past 2 years, Ok?" haha easy enough! I was ready!! I sure loved her!
7:05-After 25 minutes of pushing...
Little miss Gabby Jean Lamb arrived on her original due date 1/11/11
Weighing 8 lbs 10 oz
A long, lean 20 inches!
It was one of the greatest moments of my life getting to hold her for the first time.
Our family of three
Daddy and his little girl
Auntie Megs and Uncle Tanner
Grammy and Grandpa
Getting scrubbed down by the nurse with the massive tatoo down her arm.... a little inappropriate don't ya think?
Finally all cleaned up and back in my arms
We are absolutely in love with this little girl and couldn't be happier parents! I couldn't have asked for a more smother delivery! So like I said in the beginning. If you can imagine that the same person wrote the previous post you'd laugh. I can finally say that after all my worries and woes and being terribly frightened to go through the whole labor and delivery process, wouldn't you know.....I would do it ALL over again in a heartbeat! Welcome to the family Baby G!
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Baby G Update and Belly Review
14 weeks
19 weeks it's a girl!!!!
21 weeks... twins maybe??? haha
25 weeks
27 weeks along
28 weeks
35 weeks along
36 weeks
38 weeks haha I look like a giant yellow gourd??
39 weeks
19 weeks it's a girl!!!!
21 weeks... twins maybe??? haha
25 weeks
27 weeks along
28 weeks
35 weeks along
36 weeks
38 weeks haha I look like a giant yellow gourd??
39 weeks
40 weeks
My due date has come and gone and yes....I am still prego. Not that I can blame the little girl, seeing that it is a whopping 18 degrees outside an all. I would want to stay inside where it's nice and warm too! So, I can't blame the baby girl for wanting to stay an extra few days. She is definitely her father's child on the cold issue if that's what is keeping her, but definitely her mama's child if it's because she's getting ready and running "just a minute" late. Buuuuut unfortunately her eviction notice is on its way. As of Tuesday 1/11/11 she will officially be here if she hasn't decided it's time to come greet her anxious parents to be!
On Tuesday I went in for my 40 weeks + 1 day appointment. I was still the same, dilated to a 1 1/2 almost a 2 and 80% efaced. I was hoping that I had made some sort of progress but sadly the new news was old news. The doctor then stripped my membranes and set up a date to be induced which is now my original due date 1/11/11. When I went in for my first ultra sound they said she was measuring big and moved me up 8 days. Scottie was quite excited because that put us closer to having her in 2010 which meant that we would qualify for the tax credit. Accountant minds :-). Me on the other hand knew better. Hello we're both 6 foot plus so maybe that's why she's measuring big??? hmmm oh well I'll take a early due date any day.
My doctor then told me that he was pretty sure that she would come before Tuesday but if she hadn't come by Friday I would have to go into the hospital for a non stress test to make sure my baby girl is still cooperating. Afterwards I went home feeling nervous that maybe it would kick things into action. I was ready and all, but then the reality hit me that maybe this was it! For the rest of the day I felt crampy and had lots of contractions. So that night I started making sure that everything was still in order. I tidied up the house (not that there was much to do anyway, due the fact that I have cleaned every nook and cranky, organized every drawer, closet and cabinet in this house) and checked my pre-packed bag to make sure I wasn't missing anything. Then I went to bed and woke up with NO contractions. Dang. Guess she still has a few things to do on her to do list before she checks out of her mini bed and breakfast.
Overall, I really can't complain because I'm still quite comfortable and sleeping well. Still only need to get up once a night to go potty and yes, I can still button my jeans. Don't worry though, my hair has seriously stopped growing. Maybe that will come back after I'm not pregnant anymore. Who knows though, it will probably grow super fast and then just end up falling out. Joy.
I have everything done that needs to be done before she gets here so now.....it's just a matter of time. Lots of time for me to think about what it will be like. I would love to say that I'm not nervous but truth be told I'm scared to death! I have read everything and heard everything to expect now all that's left is to experience it for myself. Last night Scottie gave me a blessing and it really helped calm me down. I'm so grateful for that and his support and also that he is a strong priesthood holder. I'm also grateful that he has been very good at putting up with my hormonal emotions lately. The other night he came upstairs to find me in tears on the bed. He eventually got it out of me as to why I was in hysterics. I was just thinking that I only have a few days left of being prego. I have LOVED being pregnant and I will miss the little movement and kicks I feel throughout the day. It's been wonderful being so close to my little girl that I'm sure it will be an adjustment to having her in my arms rather than in my belly. So now you can see why I am very lucky to have him for a husband, 100 %.
The only thing that has been on my mind the most at the moment is that well, when we first found out we were pregnant, I thought it would be a girl. Then I had dreams of a little boy so I changed my mind thinking that this little bun in the oven was a boy. The day of the ultra sound came and we found out that we were having a girl. I was soooo excited! Then down the road, I started having dreams that I had a boy! For example the other night, I had this strange dream that I had the baby and went right home. The next day I went to the hospital to pick up my baby and when I got there I was shocked to see that my baby (which I was now seeing for the first time) had three inches at least of thick, black hair!!! I was then noticing the fact that she didn't look anything like a newborn but more like a 6 month old baby and I knew instantly she was NOT going to fit into the cute outfit I had picked out for her to wear home. That's when the nurses told me that they had clothes that she would fit into. So they started dressing her in boy clothes! I kept telling them, NO NO NO it's a GIRL not a BOY!! Since then I have had several people, five as a matter of fact, that have told me they had a dream about me and that I had a boy???? Whu? This better not be something in the works that I don't know about because really....I'm all ready for girl! Pink bedding, a girly chandelier, pink curtains, and a wardrobe that is pink, pink, pink. Oh and name of course! Not sure what I'll do if I have to bring home a baby boy in girl clothes and go through the stress to think of a new name?? Let's just say that it's my wandering mind dreaming of crazy stories in the middle of the night and leave it at that.
Anyway, it's nice to know that there is an official end in sight though. And hey, 1/11/11 really would be a pretty cool birthday! Can't wait to meet you baby G!
On Tuesday I went in for my 40 weeks + 1 day appointment. I was still the same, dilated to a 1 1/2 almost a 2 and 80% efaced. I was hoping that I had made some sort of progress but sadly the new news was old news. The doctor then stripped my membranes and set up a date to be induced which is now my original due date 1/11/11. When I went in for my first ultra sound they said she was measuring big and moved me up 8 days. Scottie was quite excited because that put us closer to having her in 2010 which meant that we would qualify for the tax credit. Accountant minds :-). Me on the other hand knew better. Hello we're both 6 foot plus so maybe that's why she's measuring big??? hmmm oh well I'll take a early due date any day.
My doctor then told me that he was pretty sure that she would come before Tuesday but if she hadn't come by Friday I would have to go into the hospital for a non stress test to make sure my baby girl is still cooperating. Afterwards I went home feeling nervous that maybe it would kick things into action. I was ready and all, but then the reality hit me that maybe this was it! For the rest of the day I felt crampy and had lots of contractions. So that night I started making sure that everything was still in order. I tidied up the house (not that there was much to do anyway, due the fact that I have cleaned every nook and cranky, organized every drawer, closet and cabinet in this house) and checked my pre-packed bag to make sure I wasn't missing anything. Then I went to bed and woke up with NO contractions. Dang. Guess she still has a few things to do on her to do list before she checks out of her mini bed and breakfast.
Overall, I really can't complain because I'm still quite comfortable and sleeping well. Still only need to get up once a night to go potty and yes, I can still button my jeans. Don't worry though, my hair has seriously stopped growing. Maybe that will come back after I'm not pregnant anymore. Who knows though, it will probably grow super fast and then just end up falling out. Joy.
I have everything done that needs to be done before she gets here so now.....it's just a matter of time. Lots of time for me to think about what it will be like. I would love to say that I'm not nervous but truth be told I'm scared to death! I have read everything and heard everything to expect now all that's left is to experience it for myself. Last night Scottie gave me a blessing and it really helped calm me down. I'm so grateful for that and his support and also that he is a strong priesthood holder. I'm also grateful that he has been very good at putting up with my hormonal emotions lately. The other night he came upstairs to find me in tears on the bed. He eventually got it out of me as to why I was in hysterics. I was just thinking that I only have a few days left of being prego. I have LOVED being pregnant and I will miss the little movement and kicks I feel throughout the day. It's been wonderful being so close to my little girl that I'm sure it will be an adjustment to having her in my arms rather than in my belly. So now you can see why I am very lucky to have him for a husband, 100 %.
The only thing that has been on my mind the most at the moment is that well, when we first found out we were pregnant, I thought it would be a girl. Then I had dreams of a little boy so I changed my mind thinking that this little bun in the oven was a boy. The day of the ultra sound came and we found out that we were having a girl. I was soooo excited! Then down the road, I started having dreams that I had a boy! For example the other night, I had this strange dream that I had the baby and went right home. The next day I went to the hospital to pick up my baby and when I got there I was shocked to see that my baby (which I was now seeing for the first time) had three inches at least of thick, black hair!!! I was then noticing the fact that she didn't look anything like a newborn but more like a 6 month old baby and I knew instantly she was NOT going to fit into the cute outfit I had picked out for her to wear home. That's when the nurses told me that they had clothes that she would fit into. So they started dressing her in boy clothes! I kept telling them, NO NO NO it's a GIRL not a BOY!! Since then I have had several people, five as a matter of fact, that have told me they had a dream about me and that I had a boy???? Whu? This better not be something in the works that I don't know about because really....I'm all ready for girl! Pink bedding, a girly chandelier, pink curtains, and a wardrobe that is pink, pink, pink. Oh and name of course! Not sure what I'll do if I have to bring home a baby boy in girl clothes and go through the stress to think of a new name?? Let's just say that it's my wandering mind dreaming of crazy stories in the middle of the night and leave it at that.
Anyway, it's nice to know that there is an official end in sight though. And hey, 1/11/11 really would be a pretty cool birthday! Can't wait to meet you baby G!
Monday, January 3, 2011
a letter to my baby girl
40 Weeks
Today I am officially 40 weeks. Yes that's right, today is my actual due date. And even though I'm pretty sure this little one is not going to make an appearance anytime today I wanted to tell her how excited I am to meet her.....
Dear Gabby,
Oh my goodness little one! Your soon to be father and I are getting quite anxious for you to arrive. We have read every book about you while you have been growing in my belly and what it might possibly be like to raise you, and even though I'd love to say that we are going to be a pro at this whole parenting thing, I think you're going to be secretly laughing at us when we finally get to take you home! The three of us are in for a real treat, I can tell you that. We are all ready for your big arrival and have thoroughly enjoyed putting together the final details of your room, picking out your crib, dresser, swing, outfits, stroller, car seat all the way down to your name. I sure hope you like it as much as we do.
It's hard to believe that it's already been nine months! I remember the day we found out that we were going to be parents. I was quite excited and scared at the same time! Ask you're father....I didn't know if I should laugh or cry! These past nine months have FLOWN by! I remember thinking that it would be a long time until you got here and I was so worried about how I would feel being pregnant. But let's be honest my dear, you have been one amazing little baby inside my belly and I am really going to miss you swimming around all day and being the only one that gets to feel it. We already have a special bond that I love and I'll be sad when you're not in my tummy anymore. Now don't get me wrong,I am very excited to snuggle up with you but then I'll have to share you with everyone else that finds you extremely adorable, which I'm sure won't be easy, because so far its just been you and me.
I wanted to tell you a few things before you arrive. First, how grateful I am that our Heavenly Father is giving us the opportunity to raise you. I can't tell you what a privilege it is! He must really think that we can do this and that makes me happy knowing that he is confident in your father and I. I promise we'll do everything we can do make sure that He is proud.
The second thing I wanted to tell you is how lucky you are to have Scott as your soon to be dad. He has been there every step of the way with me while you were growing in my belly. He has done everything from attending doctor appointments to rubbing my feet at the end of a long day of teaching. I know that he is very anxious for you to get here as much as I. I see the way he is with our niece and nephews and I can tell you right now, there will never be a dull moment in our house as long as your dad is around. He is a very hard worker in everything he does. He never gives up and he is very dedicated. He is a worthy priesthood holder and I know that he will give you a Father's blessing whenever you need one. I can tell already that you are going to love your dad as much as I do.
Third, I wanted to tell you how grateful I am for the gospel of Jesus Christ in our lives. It really is a remarkable thing. I hope that you will know how important it is in your life and that you will continue to stay close to your Heavenly Father in everything that you do. I hope one day that you will marry in the temple and start your own family unit and be sealed for time and all eternity. It really is one of the greatest things your father and I have ever done. I hope that you'll remember The Atonement of Jesus Christ and its purpose and reason for it in our earthly life.
Any day now you'll be making your appearance and your dad and I cant wait to see if you'll have big eyes like me, brown eyes like your dad? Will you have a bum chin like me and long fingers? Or will you have a mole on your right cheek and flat thumbnails like your dad? We've wondered about it for a long time so it will be fun to see what you'll look like and hold you for the first time.
We love you so much already so we can only imagine what it will be like when you get here. Your Grandmas and Grandpas, Aunts, Uncles, Cousins, and friends are anxiously awaiting. We can't wait to meet you! Hurry home!
Love, Mom
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
36 Weeks
Here she is in all her glory! Good gracious I can't believe I have a 3 1/2 weeks till this little wee one arrives! I swear it was yesterday when I said I had seven weeks. Everyone kept telling me that the last few weeks would go by really slow but HONESTLY I think someone hit fast forward!!!! Since then I have been extremely busy with...
-maternity sub plans
-finishing up the babes room
-parent teacher conferences
-planning Christmas parties
-getting ready for Christmas
-Doctor's appointments
-Baby showers
I don't think I have gotten home before 6 at all the past few weeks. I am booked solid until the end of school so I am really looking forward to enjoying my last few weeks of freedom doing lots of...
-Sleeping in
-Running anywhere I want without having to put too much effort into an errand
-Sleeping through the night
-Spending quality time with just me & my Scottie
-Last minute touches on the babe's room
I have one more week of teaching (until March) which is weird. I am finally done with maternity sub plans and I could really have the baby tomorrow and all would be well at school. It is really hard to believe that in 3 1/2 weeks our little family of two (well three if you include lem lems) will soon be THREE! We are sooo excited for her to arrive and I really don't think I could be happier. Everyday I feel so blessed and I am so excited for this new adventure in our lives.
36 Weeks Stats:
-50% Efaced
-Dilated to 1/2 cm (he prob just told me that to make me feel better haha)
-Still buttoning my jeans
-Only having to get up once to go potty at night
-Love a hamburger but I DO NOT LIKE meat on the bone aka ribs
-Cravings include: Hot Chocolate ahhh so yummy, sprite or any other fruit flavored fizzy drink such as cherry 7 up. Funny how my cravings are both drinks???? Better find something that's diet and fast!
-I think my leg hair has completely stopped growing. STOPPED??? Wait I thought that when you're pregnant it was suppose to grow like a weed! I haven't shaved for at least 2 weeks and there is not a prickle on my legs???? Yes its' nice. Kinda like free laser hair removal I guess.
-Haven't felt tired yet. Maybe because I have SOOOO much to do that I don't even have time to be think about being tired. Maybe once school is out I'll crash.
-Feeling my baby girl move all over and LOVING IT!!
Right now Scottie is getting anxious for her to arrive in 2010. That way we can get the tax credit. Guess that's what happens when you're married to an accountant. Really I wouldn't mind it either but the problem is I DO NOT want to have her and be in the hospital in 2010 & 2011 and end up paying two co-pays. If this one is anything like her daddy, she will be early. And let's just say that if she is anything like her mama she will be fashionably late. But let's face it, we'll both be happy whenever she decides the time is right.
YAY only 25 days till this little couple is mommy and daddy!!!
Friday, November 19, 2010
Shower for Baby G
This last weekend my lovely sisters: Amy, Megan and Sini plus my fantastic mama "Special K" Threw me and baby G a shower. Let me tell you! It was so perfect and they definitely went all out, I LOVED it! It was so good to see my friends aka college roommates, high school buddies, and many more. I can't even tell you how spoiled I was. A huge thanks to my sisters and mom for making it such a special day and another huge thanks for my many friends who spoiled me and this lovely bundle of joy on the way.
All my fabulous friends. Don't worry, I know it looks like we are the type to put up Christmas decor WAY to early but my mama had hip surgery and wasn't wanting to deal with it afterward so we put it up beforehand. :-)
Yummy food!
My sister Amy made me this cute little diaper cake that I didn't want to take apart to take home.
My sisters put up pictures of the babe and me and Scottie when we were little. SOOO cute!
More Yummy food!
Me with Ginger, and Hadley & Hannah. I taught Hannah last year and just fell in love with her and her sweet mom. We got to be good friends and I am so grateful for their support and friendship. They were the best little present passers you could ask for!
Me & Tiercy. She and I got to be good friends about two years ago when I taught her little boy Ethan. LOVE this woman!
My dear friend Melissa and Jace. We lived by each other before we moved into our new house. Love this lady and her mad pumpkin carving abilities but we sure miss being their neighbors!
Good ol' Shelli!! We have known each other since Pre-School and are still good buddies. She is prego with a little girl as well! We can't wait for our little ones to meet! Maybe we will dress them up in matching dresses and teach them Frosty the Snowman so they can sing it together at their pre-school program. hahaha good times!
Wenders and Kenli!!! Oh how I love this woman! We met back in college at SUU andwere roommates as well. She is the happiest most positive mother of two and can brighten anyone's day! She is one "foxy" lady!
Ahhhh Jess! We have been best friends since our days of being office aids in eight grade! Also roommates at college and have sooooo many good memories of hilarious times in High School on.
Sweet Stephanie Humble! Gosh I love this woman! She is one remarkable lady and I sure miss living close to her. We met back when we lived in Pleasant Grove before we moved. And then there's fantastic Kate. I taught her little boy Carter last year and fell in love with him and his awesome personality. She is a wonderful mama and I have so much to learn from both of these ladies.
Me opening some fun gifts for me and the babe! Thanks mom for the cutest diaper bag...
and MANY other things!
Then I came home and decided that time is a tickin' and it is time to start finishing up those little to do's! Too bad all I want to do is sit in her room and think of what else I can do to it. Don't mind the fact that I have a never ending list of things to get done in my classroom, but for now it can wait....let's just hope that I have a MAJOR nesting phase in the classroom and at home. Here is the next project that I feasted my eyes upon yesterday. And don't you worry if I had only "remembered" to get the supplies, I would have them made right this very minute they are that cute :-)
Now all that is left in her little room is...
-A new dresser (yes the one that I fell in love with and ordered is not my friend at the moment and the drawers are already slipping of the track and won't stay in. Can you say disappointment? YES!!!
-Wait for the chandelier to arrive that will suit my baby girl.....its' on back order till December 22
-A garbage for those stinky little diapers that will soon be appearing left and right
-A cute lil hamper that will hold all those many changes of clothing
-Some cute decor above her crib
-Oh...and of course a sweet little baby girl :-) Can't forget about miss lamb
All my fabulous friends. Don't worry, I know it looks like we are the type to put up Christmas decor WAY to early but my mama had hip surgery and wasn't wanting to deal with it afterward so we put it up beforehand. :-)
Yummy food!
My sister Amy made me this cute little diaper cake that I didn't want to take apart to take home.
My sisters put up pictures of the babe and me and Scottie when we were little. SOOO cute!
More Yummy food!
Me with Ginger, and Hadley & Hannah. I taught Hannah last year and just fell in love with her and her sweet mom. We got to be good friends and I am so grateful for their support and friendship. They were the best little present passers you could ask for!
Me & Tiercy. She and I got to be good friends about two years ago when I taught her little boy Ethan. LOVE this woman!
My dear friend Melissa and Jace. We lived by each other before we moved into our new house. Love this lady and her mad pumpkin carving abilities but we sure miss being their neighbors!
Good ol' Shelli!! We have known each other since Pre-School and are still good buddies. She is prego with a little girl as well! We can't wait for our little ones to meet! Maybe we will dress them up in matching dresses and teach them Frosty the Snowman so they can sing it together at their pre-school program. hahaha good times!
Wenders and Kenli!!! Oh how I love this woman! We met back in college at SUU andwere roommates as well. She is the happiest most positive mother of two and can brighten anyone's day! She is one "foxy" lady!
Ahhhh Jess! We have been best friends since our days of being office aids in eight grade! Also roommates at college and have sooooo many good memories of hilarious times in High School on.
Sweet Stephanie Humble! Gosh I love this woman! She is one remarkable lady and I sure miss living close to her. We met back when we lived in Pleasant Grove before we moved. And then there's fantastic Kate. I taught her little boy Carter last year and fell in love with him and his awesome personality. She is a wonderful mama and I have so much to learn from both of these ladies.
Me opening some fun gifts for me and the babe! Thanks mom for the cutest diaper bag...
and MANY other things!
Then I came home and decided that time is a tickin' and it is time to start finishing up those little to do's! Too bad all I want to do is sit in her room and think of what else I can do to it. Don't mind the fact that I have a never ending list of things to get done in my classroom, but for now it can wait....let's just hope that I have a MAJOR nesting phase in the classroom and at home. Here is the next project that I feasted my eyes upon yesterday. And don't you worry if I had only "remembered" to get the supplies, I would have them made right this very minute they are that cute :-)
Now all that is left in her little room is...
-A new dresser (yes the one that I fell in love with and ordered is not my friend at the moment and the drawers are already slipping of the track and won't stay in. Can you say disappointment? YES!!!
-Wait for the chandelier to arrive that will suit my baby girl.....its' on back order till December 22
-A garbage for those stinky little diapers that will soon be appearing left and right
-A cute lil hamper that will hold all those many changes of clothing
-Some cute decor above her crib
-Oh...and of course a sweet little baby girl :-) Can't forget about miss lamb
