This is the story of one of the best days of my life. Our sweet baby girl, Paisley, was born at 12:46 pm on Tuesday, August 23, 2011. I knew when I laid my eyes on her that my life would never be the same.
I was a nervous wreck walking into that OR. With Lucas, I didn't care how they got him out, due to the glorious labor I had to endure. So when they said c-section, I said "Yes, please!" I think maybe it was the fact that I knew I would be totally
conscious and they would be slicing me wide open that bothered me. I had all this time to think about it. So when I walked in, it was scary. The very second I heard my sweet baby's first cry, all my nerves went down the toilet. I completely forgot that my guts were exposed. All that mattered was I had a healthy baby girl.
There she is! All 8 lbs 12 oz and 20 inches of pure sweetness. Slightly smaller than her older brother. Just the perfect little
arm full.
Meeting mommy for the first time. I had tears in my eyes.
The three of us for the first time. He has been a baby hog since this photo was taken.
I love this picture! I don't know what it is about it, but it is one of my favorites! The nurses in this hospital were amazing. From delivery until discharge.
I am so extremely lucky to have this man as the father of my children. This baby girl has the proudest daddy ever. This may be his third baby, but I have never seen him wrapped so fast. Must be a girl thing. He fully admits to being whipped already.
Me and my sweet girl. I feel so lucky to have a beautiful, healthy baby. The feeling you instantly have for your baby is unlike anything else in the world. It's a love like no other.
Lucas meeting his sister for the first time. He has had a difficult week. Poor baby started
pre-k, stayed somewhere else for four nights in a row, and became a big brother all last week. That is a lot for a four year old to digest. But he has already started doing much better with her and it is so proud too. He is going to be very protective, we can tell. He has loved her from moment one, it was me he was unsure about. Broke my heart but he is slowly liking me again. I love that sweet boy.
I made these shirts for all of them. The boys say Big Bro and hers says Lil Sis. Definitely framing this pic. All of my babies!
This is the story of one of the best days of my life. Our sweet baby girl, Paisley, was born at 12:46 pm on Tuesday, August 23, 2011. I knew when I laid my eyes on her that my life would never be the same.
I was a nervous wreck walking into that OR. With Lucas, I didn't care how they got him out, due to the glorious labor I had to endure. So when they said c-section, I said "Yes, please!" I think maybe it was the fact that I knew I would be totally conscious and they would be slicing me wide open that bothered me. I had all this time to think about it. So when I walked in, it was scary. The very second I heard my sweet baby's first cry, all my nerves went down the toilet. I completely forgot that my guts were exposed. All that mattered was I had a healthy baby girl.
There she is! All 8 lbs 12 oz and 20 inches of pure sweetness. Slightly smaller than her older brother. Just the perfect little arm full.
Meeting mommy for the first time. I had tears in my eyes.
The three of us for the first time. He has been a baby hog since this photo was taken.
I love this picture! I don't know what it is about it, but it is one of my favorites! The nurses in this hospital were amazing. From delivery until discharge.
I am so extremely lucky to have this man as the father of my children. This baby girl has the proudest daddy ever. This may be his third baby, but I have never seen him wrapped so fast. Must be a girl thing. He fully admits to being whipped already.
Me and my sweet girl. I feel so lucky to have a beautiful, healthy baby. The feeling you instantly have for your baby is unlike anything else in the world. It's a love like no other.
Lucas meeting his sister for the first time. He has had a difficult week. Poor baby started pre-k, stayed somewhere else for four nights in a row, and became a big brother all last week. That is a lot for a four year old to digest. But he has already started doing much better with her and it is so proud too. He is going to be very protective, we can tell. He has loved her from moment one, it was me he was unsure about. Broke my heart but he is slowly liking me again. I love that sweet boy.
I made these shirts for all of them. The boys say Big Bro and hers says Lil Sis. Definitely framing this pic. All of my babies!
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