May 8, 2008:
That morning I took a pregnancy test and my suspicions were confirmed that I indeed was pregnant! We were thrilled! My first trimester wasn't horrible, and I was working from home at the time, so it was easy to nap whenever I wanted, eat whatever was in sight {which I did} and enjoy having my husband home. The due date was set for January 6, 2009.
July 21, 2008:
My husband left for training with the Navy, and I moved from our home in SC, to live with my parents in VA. Life was a bit uncertain at this point, not knowing when we would be together again, where we would live next, and whether or not Bradley would be with me for the birth of our first baby. But, we trusted that the Lord would take care of it all and there was no need to fear.
December 20, 2008:
I finally picked Bradley up from the airport for our 2 week time together before he officially moved to San Diego to report for duty. I was hugely pregnant, he was exhausted, and we were hoping and praying that our little baby would arrive early so he could be present when she was born. We enjoyed a few days before Christmas with both of our families, and then settled in to wait for things to start happening.
December 26, 2008:
I had contractions ALL day long, about 3 minutes apart, so we finally went to the hospital in the afternoon, bags packed, ready to meet our baby. After walking the hospital halls for a couple of hours, my contractions weren't getting any more intense, so they sent me home. Ugh! Anyone else who has had false labor knows that is one of the most discouraging things to hear! Thankfully, I had dilated to 3 centimeters, so something was happening, just not enough.
December 28, 2008:
Around 10AM, Bradley and I were getting ready for church when I felt my water break. Yes! I had been told to come to the hospital if that happened, and I knew that once my water broke they'd have to get the baby out within 24 hours. God had answered our prayers, and Bradley would be with me for the delivery!!
Checked in and waiting for things to start picking up. |
Don't you just love those hospital gowns? |
Moments after birth |
Holding her for the first time |
Daddy and his little girl |
My parents, aka Nini and Granddad |
Family of 3 |
I finally asked to look in a mirror and almost didn't recognize my face. After pushing for 4 hours, my entire face had swelled, and I had burst multiple blood vessels in my face and eyes. Not the way you picture looking for those first photos with your new baby. But, oh well!
My parents and siblings had all waited long hours to meet our baby, and they came in soon after to delivery to see our sweet girl.
We spent 2 full days in the hospital and then went back to my parents' house where we enjoyed another three days before Bradley left for San Diego. That was a difficult day, especially for him, but we were still so thankful that he had been able to be there for Isabella's birth. {We were reunited 3 weeks later when Isabella and I moved to San Diego to join him}.
Feeling better the next day |
Heading home |
Saying Goodbye for 3 weeks |
Happy 3rd Birthday, Isabella!