Chubby Dubby~Day Twelve

Belly Button~Day Eleven

Delana's umbilical cord fell off last night, now she has a cute belly buton. This morning I told Madison to look at Delana's belly. "It fell off! Now we get to give her a real bath."

Sleepy Head~Day Ten

Sent From Heaven~Day Nine

Precious~Day Eight

One Week Old

Tiny Hands~ Day Six

Pretty Baby Girl~Day Six

Blowing Bubbles~Day Five

Sissy Time~Day Four

Three Days~ Smile

Delana's Home~Day Two

Delana is home. It seems strange being at home, something is missing..... the Daddy! I still can't believe she is finally here.

Madison is in love and wants to play with Delana. She went upstairs and got a few of the baby toys and laid a blanket out, put the toys on it. Of course I had to tell herr that she will not be doing much playing for awhile.

Going Home~Day Two

We are finally on our way home! Delana had to stay extra night since we were waiting for the results of her 48 hr culture to come back. Negitive! Janey (my sil) came and got us. She has been a God send, helping me out with everything.

One Day Old

Delana with family friends, Wayne and Jayme. Jayme drove me to the hospital, she was only speeding a little. She didn't have to deliver the baby. LOL

I little interesting bit o' news: they babysat Madison when Paul returned from the deployment last year...... Now we have Delana :-)

Delana Day~Birthday

Big Sister Maddie meeting Delana.

Look at my baby.

Delana Grace

Delana Grace is here!!! On August 27th, the day before my induction was scheduled I went to bed around 10:00 so that I could get a good night rest since I knew that it would be a long time before I would get a good night sleep since I would have a baby the next night. Or at least be in the hosptial, which still would not be a good night sleep. I had wrote Paul and told him the plan. I said I am being induced tomorrow night this is not going to happen on it's own so I'm going to get one good night of sleep. He was like don't say that it could still happen.

At 10:30 I woke up to pee and had a horrible cramp but I went back to sleep. HOWEVER at 11:00 I woke up with a horrible cramp that wasn't going away. It was a lot of pressure and everytime I felt that pressure I had the urge to number two. I was like this might be it. I went downstair since Maddie was sleeping in my bed and I didn't want to wake her. I also wanted to use a contraction counter that I found online to count contrations. I started counting the contractions a little after 11:00. By 1:30 am the cramps were only about 4 minutes apart and I decided it was a good idea to call my "crew". I called my two friends and sister-in-law, they were all here at the same time. My sister in law took Maddie to her house and we were off to the hospital. We started driving and the contractions were horrible. I was thinking I can't believe that I had prayed for this... to go into labor on my own and be in all this pain. But I was now on way to the hospital. I was giving directions on how to get there... "let's take the toll road, it's faster." We stopped and paid the toll and we were off. Jayme was telling me to breathe. I couldn't breath it hurt too much. I was watching the clock, they were coming three minutes apart from what I could tell. We made it to the hospital and we had to show our IDs (military hospital), then I was like Allison doesn't have an ID so Jayme yelled back to tell them she was with us. We rolled up to the ER and they got a wheel chair. I couldn't get out of the van because I was in so much pain and I was telling them that. Allison was like you are going to have pain so you have to get out. Alright I was out and we were on the way to labor and delievery and the sky walk seem to be a mile long. I yelled at the guy pushing the wheelchair...... "can we go a little faster?" We went a little faster but it still seem like we were moving slow but I remember seeing Jayme walking quickly next to me. We finally made it to L&D. They got me in a room and I was filling out paper work while I was having contrations which was annoying me. They finally checked me and I was 9cm. I thought they said 6cm and was thinking it would never end but 9... wooo whoo. I was so close! They ended up breaking my water. It was time to push. The baby's heart rate had dropped and they said we have to get her out. In six contractions she was out. OUCH! OMG.... I did it! Thank you GOD, I did it! Delana was here and I did it, I got to have the VBAC that I had been praying for six and a half years. My body did it! God was with me and he heard my request...... my baby came into the world the way that I had prayed that she would come. The way God had designed them to come. All the hate I had for my body for letting me down with Madison's birth melted away. I loved my body, myself and was thankful for this experience. My hubby wasn't there but God provided me with people to be with me and support me. As I was getting stiches all of this was running through my mind. I'm truly blessed. I'm so thankful for the ones who have been praying for me and the birth, the ones who were at the birth.

*** A side note. When Paul and I were trying to pick a date to be induced it was today.... September 7th! However I can't image waiting this long for her to be here. Also I will be back dating this entry to the day Delana was born... August 28th. Today she is 10 days old! :)

Induction.... SCHEDULED

I'm overdue....... GREAT. I went to the doctor on Monday morning, the day before my dute date knowing that I would be scheduling an indcution date. Which I was hoping to advoid but apparently I can't since this kid doesn't want to come out. Even all the praying, walking, swimming and even having my membranes stripped is not making her want to come out! My doctor asked me if I wanted to come in to be induced the next day, my due date. NO.... I really really want this to happen on it's own. I feel like have to give it a little more time to happen. So I scheduled an appointment for September 1st. On August 25th my due date my friend who is a ob nurse at my hospital calls me at 2000 (8:00 pm) to see if I want to come in and be induced at 2100 (9:00 pm) that night! Ah no..... I was actually thinking about it but I would have to call at least three people to arrange this type of thing. If my hubby were home I would have discussed it with him and probably did it because I wouldn't have to call all the other people. So I turned that down and agreed to come in on Friday night. I was super excited until I hung up the phone and then I was a mess. It's not going to happen on it's own.... AGAIN! I'm totally annoyed with my body because it's NOT doing what it should be, which is to get this baby out without me having to be drugged up. Wednesday night I was fine with it. This morning I'm just frustrated! As crazy as it sounds this is part of the reason for waiting 6 years to have another kid, I did not want to have this dissappointment again. I know that a lot of people don't think it's a big deal to be incuded but I DO! It's not what I want. I have always wanted a natural birth and it's not going to happen. It happens for others but not for me. People are like you still end up with a healthy baby in the end be happy. I will be happy...... smiling on the outside and feeling like I failed yet again on the inside.

Tooth Gone

Appointment Tomorrow

I have an appointment tomorrow with my ob. I'm looking forward to the appointment to see if anything has changed in the last two weeks. At my last appointment I was told I was 2-3 cm and 25% effaced. Last week I walked a lot and cleaned a lot....... that had to do something, right? I'll find out tomorrow. I still can't believe that I'm going to the appointment tomorrow, I really thought I would have had the baby by now. My plan is to go to the appointment tomorrow and I have already decided that I'm having my membranes stripped. It's not going to hurt anything to try and there a chance it will do nothing. After my appointment I'm thinking I will walk. Of course I if my doctor recommends it since my feet are so swollen right now. Ouchie! Today that look horrible.

I'm questioning the name again. Yet I can't say that I have a name I really like but I don't feel like the name we have choosen is right. I have talked to my hubby around it and he has told me that I can decide what to name her after she is born. Whatever I decide he says will be fine. It seems so weird because I am the one who insisted on picking the name before he left and now I'm the one who is talking about using something new. We will see what happens when this little one finally arrives. I know that she will be here in about fourteen days or less for sure now. I'm ready....... really I am! Maddie asks me everyday if she will come today. I don't know honey, she will be here when she is ready to be... when God's ready. {It's taking a long time.} I am very much looking forward to meeting this little one and more so looking forward to Maddie becoming a big sister. I'm also looking forward to us reuniting with Paul. It will be so nice to have our family together again with our newest member.

Countdown Say Seven Days

My due date calucaltor says I have seven days until my due date. I'm beginning to think it will never end. My next doctor's appointment is on August 24th and I have decided that I'm going to have my membranes stripped at that appointment. I could have had it done last appointment or a few days later but I really kind of wanted to see if it would work itself out. Appearently not! I'm so exhausted! I'm totally ready to meet my little girl. I'm ready to get back to being me. I'm keep thinking I just want to be able to move comfortably and have more energy. I'm sure I will not have as much energy as I think since I will be sleep deprived but right now I'm getting to the point where I do one little thing I and feel like I need a nap. In a week things could change so much. However it could also end up being more like three weeks. I have also decided to schedule an induction at my next appointment since my doctor told me would were going to discuss it. I asked my husband to pick a day sometime between September 1st and September 8th. Whatever day he picks will be the day that I try to schedule the induction, of course it has to work out with my doctors schedule. Right now I'm just praying that she makes her appearance before the next appointment.... which I'm not thinking will happen. I'm praying that she makes her appearance before the induction at least. Well here's to waiting.

A verse comes to mind:

We also have joy with our troubles, because we know that these troubles produce patience. And patience produces character, and character produces hope.

~Romans 5:3-5 NCV