Navy Britain Baines

this post has many grammatical errors but i needed to make a quick note of my experience last sunday. so i guess this more for me than you but read it if you want.


Last Saturday night I told Chris i didnt think i could make it to church the next day. He wasn't THAT surprised because that is what i say every Saturday night. But, this time i meant it. for the last week i could barely walk due to ligament and nerve pain and i was just plane sick of being prego. Morning came around on sunday and of course i got my sorry butt out of bed and started getting ready for church. i showered and did my hair and tried to find some clothes that would fit. my whole pregnancy i steered away from pregnancy pants but let me tell ya i did not have one thing in my closet that was covering up my 39 week belly. so i put on a maternity skirt, and trust me i hated every minute of it.
So anyway off to church.
When we got into the Jeep i told chris the only reason i was going to church was so i would be blessed to have the baby that day. he laughed and said... well, yeah, that only works if you have faith. How dare my husband question my faith. Had he not looked at the state i was in... both physically and emotionally. my faith was as big as a walnut! This baby was coming tonight weather it wanted to or not!
so anywho.
i went to church and had a good chat with some ladies in the mother lounge. yes, i was in the mothers lounge. it was the only place i could go and put my feet up without looking completely out of place. so i had a good chat about how wonderful it is to have a baby in raymond. no sharing rooms, as many visitors as you would like, and other things of that nature. the more we talked about it the more i felt okay with having my baby in raymond. p.s church felt like 6 hours instead of the usual 3. sorry, but it did!

so that evening was Quinceys birthday supper at matt and amandas. i stayed over there until about 730. i told amanda and yvonne that my baby was coming that night and she would have dark curly hair.

when we got home i told parks he better go to bed because his sister was coming that night.

later that night i talked to my sister on the phone till about 8pm.
THEN
at 830 the wonderful tighning of my stomach came. and then it came again 4 minutes later. i describe the contraction as feeling good because i knew it was Go Time. i was SO ready, or so i thought. by 9pm my contractions were coming more regularily, but not consistant. by by about 910 they were coming one on top of the other. literally. i could not breath. i kept thinking i was a wuss because it had only been 45 minutes!
yvonne came over to watch parks and when she saw me she called the hospital to tell them i was coming. so off we headed to the hospital. my biggest fear was them telling me i was only 3 cm and sending me home. when i got to the hospital i demanded to know how far dialated i was. to my surprise i was fully dialated and begining to crown. There was no dr there that could deliver but dr. smith was nice enough to come down. the dr arrived at about 950 and my baby was delivered at 1010. He literally came in and suited up and delivered my baby. it was so crazy, but i was happy to have it done and over with. Our families were shocked because they they had just seen or talked with us and didnt excpect a baby so soon!
when she was born it looked like she had strawberry blonde hair. the color that lucy clark predicted. what a clever little girl. When she was born i told the nurses to tell me what she looked like. the nurse looked at me and said ..... i think she has strawberry blonde hair. what a surprise. a far cry from dark curly hair just like her mother. now i dont see any strawberry, but i do see a bit of blonde.

here are a few pics of our beautiful Navy Britain Baines


isnt she a doll!