The night before Emma was born, Andy took some pictures of me with the kids. Having a new baby is always bittersweet for me...its the most exciting, wonderful thing...and on the flip side, it makes me realize how quickly my little 'babies' grow up and how they aren't babies anymore.
After all the other kids went off to bed, I stayed up and held my little Addy for a while. This is the hardest part of welcoming in a new baby...a few seconds after Andy took this picture I burst into tears because my little Addy wasn't going to be my little baby anymore and it broke my heart. I knew I'd bring a tiny baby home from the hospital, and Addy's cute chubby toddler hands and fingers with toddler dimples in them wouldn't look tiny to me anymore. She could tell something was going on, because she was my little shadow all day, and just wanted me to hold her.
And here I am, 39 weeks and 32 pounds bigger than I was when I started!
This is a picture of my "trophy blood" as we called it. Usually, I don't bleed much because my blood hyperclots, which is why I've had to do two injections of heparin each day during pregnancy...well the heparin was doing it's job because when the nurse tried to do my IV, I had blood everywhere. This was after she'd tried to clean me up...she even had to change the bed linens. So of course, Andy had to take a picture of it! All joking aside, this is the part that always makes me a little nervous...being on blood thinners makes everything a little more tricky...and when I see them wheeling in the extra blood and hemorrhage kit...well, I just try not to think of what could go wrong.
But for the seventh time, everything went smooth in delivery...and we were so excited to finally hold our little one!
They gave her right to me. Words just cannot express the feelings.
Welcome to the world, Emma Elyse Thuernagle! She was born at 8:13 am on July 10th,
she weighed 8 pounds, and was 21 1/2 inches long...she was as long as big brother Taylor! So they tied for our longest babies! She also has a "birthday twin!" She was born on Uncle Kyle's birthday...so we foresee some great birthday celebrations in the future!
Here we are, excited and thankful parents! Our Doctor was such a goof...as he was delivering her, he looks up at me and says, "Oh!!! It's a BOY!" Andy and I both said "WHAT!?!" and then Doctor Lowder just laughed. What a stink.
Truly, what a little miracle.
And someday she'll kill me for posting this picture of her...just minutes after birth and all swollen up...but the kids and I just love it too much, had to post it! I love all of her hair, and her chubby cheeks, and I love both of her chins!
Quiet moments with Dad...Andy got to hold her for a good long time...I lost a good amount of blood and was just too exhausted to stay awake. Andy worried over me for a few days because I didn't have any color in my cheeks and was really weak. Two weeks later, I am still trying to find my energy...but the color is back so all is well.
I just love baby toes and tiny baby feet!
Here she is just after she first opened her little eyes to peek at us! She was so calm, and loved to listen to me talk to her.
Later that day, Andy brought in the kids to come meet baby sister. They all loved her of course! I was so proud of Lainah. Hospitals scare her to death, she still remembers her hospital stay when she was 3 with pneumonia...and she was so worried about me. She didn't want me to have to stay, and didn't like the tubes in my arm, but she LOVED little Emma!
Lainah holding Emma for the first time.
Matthew taking his turn with Emma.
I don't even need to explain this one...Brooklynn loved her at first sight!
And Rachey couldn't stop grinning and laughing. She was so excited!
I loved Taylor's reaction when he first got to hold her. I just love the look on his face!
Our poor outnumbered boys. They'll have to really stick together after this!
And this picture makes me cry. My oldest "baby" holding my youngest baby.
Little Addy had been sleeping in the stroller...when she woke up, I had her climb into bed with me for a while, then we introduced her to Emma. She really didn't know what to think of her! I was worried, but the next day when we took Emma home, Addy was so excited to see her and walked right up to her and said in her little 2 year old voice, "Emma? Do you remember?" We're all still wondering what these two little girlies must have promised each other before they came.
Emma was having troubles with amniotic fluid in her throat and tummy...so she'd spit a lot, and choke on it. I was going to have her stay with me in the room all night, but the nurses wanted to watch her more closely in the nursery. When they brought her to me in the morning, I laughed at the little sign they had put in her crib... "Spitty." At first, I thought they had nicknamed her "spitty!"
Here Emma is, after her first bath in the hospital. Her hair curls when it's wet, just like Addy's does...too cute.
And here she is with Dad all dressed in her going home outfit!
And here we are, so excited to be going home with our little Emma Elyse!