It all started last week, with Ivy feeling like this:
She started to get a fever and some sores in her mouth. So I took her to the doctor because I wanted to get it all gone before a baby was coming on Thursday the 25th. So she was MISERABLE! She couldn't eat or sleep or brush her teeth (whoah...a good 5 foot radius was necessary to avoid her death breath). Her gums were read and sore and her tongue was worse. It wasn't hand foot and mouth disease, but it was ROUGH.
So Saturday, this was my view from the top of my belly. I was due on Thursday, but at like 1:30 started having contractions and they were getting more painful and stronger. I called the hospital and they told me to drink lots of water and lay down. Even though I was scheduled for the 25th, Saturday was about 8 days before my actual due date. I drank and laid down and felt like they were getting stronger. So I called the hospital and they said to come in and they'd check it out. So, being that my parents were not coming until Monday night, and we have no family, it got a little tricky here. I went to the hospital (which is about 20 minutes away) by myself and got hooked up to a monitor. The contractions were more like cramping when I got there, but as I was there they started to get stronger and more frequent. The nurse called the doctor and he said to give me a shot of medicine to try to stop them. Tim is still at home waiting with the kids. We had our friends (and home teachers:) "on call" in case something happened. So with the medicine, the contractions continued so the Doctor decided to go ahead and do the c-section. By this time, the kids were in bed and so Tim called our friend over to spend the night. Poor guy, Ivy was miserable and had a potty accident while he was here. I think it was a rough night for them. We are so thankful for good friends who were willing and able to help us out. Tim got to the hospital and they did the surgery. At 9:46 Bea Kalli Vanderwalker was born.
She was 6lbs 14oz and had a knot in her umbilical cord. The surgery went well and I got my tubes tied so I guess Bea is the last of the Vandy's. She had lots of hair and does not look like any of the other kids when they were newborns. The c-section was actually my best yet as far as recovery goes. I am very happy with my doctor here and think he did a good job.
Tim slept that night with us in the hospital. The next morning, he had to go let the Halls get back and get the other kids to bring them to see their new sister.
Bea is our first baby EVER that takes a pacifier and likes to be swaddled tight. It's a whole new world.
The first time the kids saw her, they were so happy (except sick Ivy). Andy held her on the couch and sang a song to her.
Having four kids is crazy...I remember thinking that we can't all fit on the hospital bed?!?! Uh Oh...
Bea has the funniest hair, it seriously looks like she got a haircut right before she came out. Andy said her hair makes her look like a boy, so I thought we'd take care of that with the hugest bow I could find. Our kids have TINY heads (always 25th percentile or less) so it makes it look even crazier!
I went in the other day to check on her and her pacifier had fallen out, so she made a peace sign with her fingers:) She is the sweetest baby and been really good so far.
