My Little Miss

I think i should probably post about her birth before I start forgetting. I am trying to wrap my head around the idea that she is a week old tomorrow. Where does time go? I am so awfully confused as to time right now. I dot know where it is going and it makes me sad it is going so fast. This "newborn" stage is just too short for time to fly so fast!
So here is the story:
On the 6th i went into the Dr for my checkup, he checked me and i was only at a 1 and hardly ready to have a baby. He told me to think happy baby thoughts and work on dilating more before my induction date (the12th). He always laughs when he says that, knowing we have no control over it, but always has to encourage it! :) At this same Dr. appointment he told me she was measuring big...like 8 or 8.5 lbs. Why did he have to tell me that!? I started getting really nervous i was going to have a huge baby...she could easily put a lb on in a weeks time...delivering a 9 lb baby...so not my idea of fun!
So to say the least i was not worried about overdoing anything. Saturday me and Brandon unloaded a pallet of cement stepping stones, i planted lots of flowers, moved some rocks, and then went for a 4 wheeler ride that night. Might i say i regretted it but not for any reason other thank my body was soooo sore after. No pregnancy related, just Marci being so out of shape related. But, i thought for sure that would have helped progress things. Monday the nurse called and said my Dr worried about me all weekend about my labor and didn't want it to be miserable, so they wanted me to come in Wednesday night to take a pill to start things slowly and then in the morning they would give the pitocin. This made me sad, i had plans. Good plans. Going into the hospital one day earlier didn't play very well into those plans. (FYI Wednesday was our 4th anniversary, we were hoping to get a nice dinner at least)
But, Wednesday came, i went into his office, he checked me, not much progress at all...GERRR all that hard work and a super bumpy ride did nothing. Bummer. They told me to call the hospital at 7:30 to make sure they had a room for me, even though i was scheduled to come in then. Side note, Brandon was SUPER swamped at work, so my mom had brought me and Ky up for my appointment in his office. Brandon was hurrying to make it, but wasn't going to be there till 7...so for mine and his anniversary, my mom and me went to dinner at Sweet Tomatoes. :) Love spending time with her. Love her more than anything. Missed having my husband for my dinner date though.
So i called at 7:30 and they tell me that they are swamped and will not have a room till 9:30 and to call then to make sure. So MAD...i could have gone to dinner with my hubby! 9:30 rolls around, phone call, no room, no room till 11:30 or midnight, they will call me when they are ready. GERRRRRR! could have gone to a movie if we would have known it was going to be so late. Dumb good hospital and delivering so many babies! :) So, finally we left my uncles house about 10:30 hoping they would call soon and let us in. We go looking for some good ice cream to celebrate 4 wonderful years with...couldn't find anywhere great, so we went to McDonald's got a cone and ate it in the car. Love my husband. He is wonderful. We got done eating it around 11 drove to the hospital all the while hoping for a phone call...nope. So we talked in the car in the hospital parking lot until 11:40 or so, and finally the phone rang. Yea! We went right in, the got me admitted, and by 12:30 gave me the pill to help start labor.
It didn't do much, so to make a long story shorter, the nurse called the Dr told him it wasn't doing much, so they started me on the Pitocin at 4:30. 8:30 came and things were finally moving along. The Dr came in and said now is the time for an epidural cause the anesthesiologist was going in for 2 c-sections and would be tied up for the next 2 or so hours. I had planned on going all "natural" but again Dr shouldn't have told me i might be having a 9 lb baby, i totally wimped out. I took the epidural. 10:30 the nurse comes in checks me, a 3 now. She says the girl next door is ready to have her baby, she will be 1.5 hours or more helping with her. But no worries i am not going anywhere fast. So i fall asleep, and at 11 wake up to the most incredible need to push, and pushing because i couldn't help myself! :) My epidural had worn off, I really wanted to feel the whole process, and i was getting it. I started getting worried that this need to push was going to actually push the baby out and was more than just simple labor pains. Brandon finally convinced me to call the nurse. Another nurse comes in, i tell her i need to push, she said i was just a 3 an hour ago, but checked me anyway. Her face was priceless. She looks up and says, "oh we are having a baby, SOON, I'll go get the Dr!"
To shorten the whole process...i could feel everything and it was awesome. I loved it. 5 pushes and we had a beautiful little girl. They placed her on my chest to clean her off and i was in awe. Pure happiness, pure joy, and she was purely beautiful!
We had lots of visitors. I felt awesome. Really, i didn't feel like i had just had a baby in the least. It might be becuase Kylers delievery was my first a little more complicated and then i was still super medicated afterwards for a day because of my blood pressure and i felt yucky. Thats what i blame it on. If it gets easier with each pregnancy bring it on! :)
Now we are just home enjoying our precious little girl. She is called anything from Brooklyn, Brookie, Brookielyn, Little Miss, Missy, and Missy Moodle. We have loved our alone time with her for the past week, but couldn't be happier to have our crazy little man back. Its just not the same around here without him. He absolutely adores Brookie and wants to hold her all day and when she is sleeping he is so concerned no one is holding her.
This is a long post, sorry. I will stop now. But there will be pictures to come, millions and millions of adorable pictres to come in the future!! I can promise you that!!

Kyler pointed out all her facial features when he first saw her, it was precious!

First sponge bath at home

She holds her mouth like this ALL the time.

I love watching Brandon with her. It melts my heart.

We might have a thumb sucker on our hands. She has found it and sucked on it several times.

Really again, i love watching this man love on his daughter.

This little boy cannot get enough of her. He cant leave her alone for nothing! I wish you could see he is on his tippy tippy toes just to see into the bassinet. What a good big brother always worried about his little sister!