Baby Girl,
You finally made it!!! It seems like my pregnancy &
delivery with you have both proven to be more difficult than they were with
Preston. Today you are 2 day old, it’s about 3:30am and we should be going home
in about 12 hours. So I thought it time to write down a few things before I
forget.
As you know you due date was the 9th of this
month (a Sunday) and I had a doctor’s appointment scheduled for the following Monday if you didn’t come on
your own by then, which you didn’t. We
switched to our third doctor for this pregnancy (Dr Holt) and when we saw him
on Monday he asked me if I wanted to wait and see if you came naturally or go
ahead and schedule an induction. I figure by the time you are reading this you
will know me well enough to know that given the choice to make a plan or just
“wait and see what happens” I am going to go with option “A” every time!!! I
chose Wednesday 12/12/12 so that you would have the coolest birthday ever!!!!!
I left out of his office so excited! Excited to have a plan, excited to meet
you and excited to be done with pregnancy.
Tuesday night 12/11/12 your dad was at Criswell College
(finishing his finals and completing his last day of the semester) while I was running around like a
fully hormonal 9 month pregnant lady trying to finish every last detail before
you were here. After dinner and Garron and Preston’s bath (to the relief of
Jeremiah I’m sure) I took Preston over to Aunt Mystie’s house. I was having
contractions all through the store and all through cooking dinner so I was not
a super happy camper!!! I was very thankful to Aunt Mystie for offering to keep
Preston during this time though and by the time I was able to load Gare Bear
and Preston up and sit down to visit with Uncle Andy and Aunt Mystie I was in a
much happier (less painful place). Aunt
Dee Dee (Daphne Weidel) and Tia (Angela Webster) were headed down to Big “E” by
this time and came by Uncle’s house where we all able to visit until Mimi
(Sharon Webster) got close to town, at which point we headed back to our house.
This had to have been close to midnight by this point. Once Mimi got there we
all visited for a little bit then she went on to bed at Uncle Keith and Aunt
Fer’s. Shortly after that I went on to bed as well… UNTIL I could still hear
Tia and DeeDee talking out in the living room.
I laid in bed restless, anxious, excited and eager for 5am as long as I
could. Eventually I had to sneak back to the living room to find out what those
two were talking about and of course be a part of the convo. We ended up with a
whopping hour MAYBE an hour and a half of sleep that night.
Bright and early on your birthday we were up and off to Ennis Regional. Me
with Mimi and Tia and DeeDee right behind. After check in our little motley
crew was escorted to our labor room. Dad
and the big boys showed up a little after that. Everything was going just as it
should until they gave me my epidural. That is when my blood pressure dropped I
broke out into a cold sweat, nearly passed out and was certain I was going to bid
au revoir to the previous night’s dinner. Once we got through all of that
non-sense things settled back down. I did eventually end up throwing up but it
was only water from the ice chips I had been eating (thank the good Lord).
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Aunt Mystie came up with all the little boys, which I was so glad to see
her and Preston. I think when she came up it was early afternoon and I was
probably dilated to about a 7. Unfortunately Mimi sent her home because we
thought I was going to be in labor a while…but that wasn’t the case. You came
very quickly after that point. Except one thing… you weren’t ready to come out!
The nurses were putting oxygen on me and calling for the doctor. They thought I
might not be able to have you naturally but they weren’t sure. He came in and
kicked DeeDee and Tia out (well sort of) they went out of his line of vision
and continued to poke their heads in the door, until the nurse saw them lurking
over there and told them to come back into the room but to stay behind the curtain
where they could see but not be seen (which they did). Well a few pushes later… you were here on your
perfect birthday 12/12/12.
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Shortly after
all of that we had a parade of visitors. All seemed to be going well. They planned
on keeping us 48 hours. On our scheduled release day we got some bad news, you
my love were jaundice. They were going to keep you another night and put you
under the “Lights”. As if that weren’t bad enough when you dad and Jeremiah had
come in early that morning Jer wasn’t feeling well. Dad decided to just take
him to the ER since it was right there. As they were wheeling in your little
tanning bed, dad called Mimi to let her know that they were going to admit Jer
into the hospital and possibly arrange emergency surgery as his appendix had
ruptured! As you will soon figure out being a girl comes with raging hormones
(especially after a major life event like having a baby). I started balling!
You were sick, Jer was sick it almost seemed too overwhelming. Long story
short, all turned out well. You and I went home the next day and Jer came home
on Sunday. They were able to pump him full of enough antibiotics that his
surgery is scheduled for 6 weeks from now. It was a wild ride, but I was
certainly glad it was over.
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There is so much
I want to tell you. This Christmas so strange… wonderful because we had you,
but the weather was bad so Christmas at Aunt Cindy’s with the Ponder family (as
has been the Christmas Day tradition since as far back as I can remember) was
in essence dissipated. We were already not going to be able to have the
traditional Christmas dinner due to recent living arrangements for Gram. After
much prayer, discussion and waxing back and forth, Aunt Cindy, Dana and Mimi
had to place Gram in an assisted type living which in turn removed her from her
home of over We were already not going to be able to have the traditional
Christmas dinner due to recent living arrangements for Gram. After much prayer,
discussion and waxing back and forth, Aunt Cindy, Dana and Mimi had to place
Gram in an assisted type living which in turn removed her from her home of over
We were already not going to be able to have the traditional Christmas dinner
due to recent living arrangements for Gram. After much prayer, discussion and
waxing back and forth, Aunt Cindy, Dana and Mimi had to place Gram in an
assisted type living which in turn removed her from her home of over 40 years. This
was a very difficult decision but as her health and mental capacity are getting
worse this was in fact the right decision. Since no one was willing to risk it
with the weather those of us in Ennis just stayed here. Christmas morning we
spent with the boys opening presents and playing with toys. Preston found his
cozy coupe (I am sure you will create memories in this very toy) before I was
ready to give it to him and therefore had zero interest in opening any other
gifts until he drove around in his car for about an hour. At that point I was
finally able to convenience him to come and open the rest of his gifts. I was
able to call Aunt Joy and convince her and Uncle Kevin to go ahead and come
down to Ennis. We gathered at Uncle Keith & Aunt Fer’s house (which for us
was not a very long trek since we live on the back of their property). We just
ate chips and dip and snack type food (again not a traditional Christmas
dinner). We also didn’t exchange gifts because we do my sibling Christmas the
weekend after Christmas. So we ended up playing games which proved to be most
hilarious! First Guestures and then Catch Phrase. Watching your Uncles acting
out that first game was enough to bust a seem, but it only got better as the
night went on. Of course the later it got the more delusional we all became so
the funnier it all was. Aunt Joy held you the entire time we played, she just
laughed and snuggled you! She said your head feels like velvet (which I agreed
with her, you have the softest baby head ever). She just rubbed her face on
your head and wrapped you with her love. She and Uncle Kev stayed until the
weekend. The plan was for us to just leave from Ennis and head to Tias on Friday.
Until we got the call Tia that our help was needed so we decided to make a
midnight (Thursday night) trip to her house. Thankfully Uncle Kevin drove us
because I was out within 10 min of that ride.
All of the
weekend activities at Tias went well. The boys played football, we had our
traditional Tex-Mex dinner, took the Christmas family photo (always a
nightmare, I mean a blast!) LOL and opened presents. In our family we pass out
gifts and then everyone tears into them simultaneously. Which is fun, and then
we spend the next half an hour asking everyone what they got and making them
get it back out and show us! After that the little ones are laid down, the boys
watch tv and the girls talk until all hours of the night. This happens in this
order almost every year. The next day we wake up, make coffee and start brunch
(we call it that so we don’t have to make an early breakfast). I am pretty sure
you haven’t been put down since you were born! You have been snuggled up in
someone’s arms the entire time!
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Well our plans
for New Year’s Eve look vaguely like our impromptu plans for Christmas. We made
the long journey up to Uncle Keith’s …ate snacks…played games. This time DeeDee
held you the entire time. It is January 2, 2013 and I am still trying to get
you and I in sync on some kind of a decent eating/sleeping schedule. Right now
you eat all the time (it seems like) and sleep all day…with plenty of awake
time at night. The good news is we have the rest of our lives to get it figured
out. Your big brother Preston is already acting out his terrible twos. He loves
you dearly, he is always trying to pick you up (which terrifies me) in spite of
my multiple attempts to explain to him that he can’t. He is always rubbing your
little velvety head and kissing you all over. His favorite thing to say is, “my
Aubrey” especially if Garron or Jeremiah are anywhere near you. He usually
calls you Aubrey Breck which is really cute in his tiny little voice. He will
undoubtedly be a great big brother to you as will the other two. You look like
a baby doll I am doing my very best to treasure every moment with you.
Especially before you start sassing me and throwing attitude (wink). Every time
you dad picks you up he gives you kisses and says, “I just love this little
girl”. Funny enough you scrunch up your face when he kisses you and shake your
head back and forth. I think it is because of his facial hair. How we are going
to keep you from being spoiled in this house full of boys I do not know.
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