First Week With Morgan

The first week home with Morgan was crazy. Thankfully my mom came and stayed with us for two weeks. She was so helpful and I am glad she was able to come. The first night home Morgan was awake every hour and a half. We were exhausted. That morning my mom took her for a couple of hours and Cory and I were able to get a little bit of rest. I'm not going to lie, that first week was awful. All she did was cry. My mom said she had never seen a baby cry like that before. We changed her diaper, we held her, we fed her, we laid her down, it didn't matter what we did, she cried. I wanted to cry. Thankfully the next week was a little better. She seemed to cry less and less and she was sleeping for about three hours with out waking up at night. That was way better then every hour and a half.

My mom (and Cory) did everything from give us a break with Morgan to making dinner. She was wonderful. We knew that if we didn't know what to do with Morgan, my mom probably did. It was so nice in the morning after a long night she would take Morgan and Cory and I could go lay back down and get a little bit of sleep.

Morgan did great with breast feeding from day one. She didn't have any problems latching on. The only problem was that I was so sore for about two and a half weeks. It hurt so bad at one point  I was in tears and almost gave it up. The only reason I didn't was because people kept telling me that the soreness would go away after a couple of days or a couple of weeks. I just kept thinking that I had to be almost there. Thankfully things healed up and was much better.

Most of our visitors came to the hospital. We had a few come to the house but not as many as I thought we would have. I wanted to show her off but it was kind of nice to not have a ton of interruptions. We did have some very sweet friends bring us dinner two nights which was very helpful.

Things have been tough and Morgan has good days and bad days but we love our little girl more and more everyday and we wouldn't trade her for anything in the world.

Abby Meets Miss Morgan

Before we brought Morgan home we were a little nervous about how Abby would react. We didn't really think she would be ugly or jealous but we weren't sure. Well the day came to bring Morgan home and Abby couldn't have done any better. My mom took Abby out before we brought Morgan inside. Cory got her out of the car seat and was holding her on the couch when we brought Abby back in. We tried to show Abby Morgan but she acted like she didn't see her or care she was there. Finally Morgan moved and Abby took notice. She immediately wanted to know what Cory was holding. She sniffed and sniffed and licked. We were still very nervous because Abby is so hyper. We had to hold her back so she wouldn't scratch Morgan.

We put Morgan in the bassinet and watching Abby was so funny. She kept standing up on the side of the bassinet and trying to look in every time Morgan moved or made a noise.

At first every time Morgan made a noise or cried Abby was right there trying to figure out what was going on. When she cried she would pace the floor like she didn't know what to do, or she would try to lick her hands and feet trying to fix it. It was so sweet.

We are still going to have to teach Abby to be gentle around Morgan but I have no doubt in my mind that she won't hurt her on purpose. We both think Abby is going to be good big sister and we were nervous for no reason.

Bringing Morgan Home

We actually got to go home faster then we thought and probably faster then we should have, but the OB department was filling up and they needed my room. Everything was good with both of us so it wasn't a problem. I had a low iron because of blood loss but it wasn't too bad and everything looked great with Morgan. The second they told us we could go home we both got nervous, Cory more then me. He went to get the car seat out of the car and ended up calling because he couldn't figure out how to get it out of the car. It was so funny because he was freaking out about it. Our nurse offered to go out and help him but he finally figured it out. When we were packing things up and getting her strapped in Cory kept pacing, it was so funny. Poor guy!

Her going home outfit was a gift from our good friends Korley and Brandy Martin. I found it on Etsy and thought it would be perfect for her to go home in. Brandy surprised me with it at my baby shower. It was a little big but she still looked so adorable in it. I'm thinking about getting her pictures made in it when it fits better.

Ready to go home!

Cory was so nervous driving and even said he felt like he needed to drive like 30 the whole way home. Thankfully he didn't and we got home just fine. Not a single peep out Morgan the whole drive. She slept like a baby, literally :)

Morgan's Birth Story

I wanted to get this on here before I forgot too much of it. It was such a whirlwind of a day anyway, I want to get it all down so I don't forget.

Friday, April 27, came quickly. I was to not eat after 2:00 am that morning, not good for me. Cory set an alarm for 1:00 am for us to get up and eat something but some how we slept right through it. Darn!! I don't do good when I don't eat. Everybody told me that I would be fine because I would be so nervous and excited. Well, they were wrong! I woke up starving, and stayed starving until it was time to go back. Oh well, it was all for a good reason. Thank goodness I never threw up before the surgery. Anyway...............we didn't have to be at the hospital until 9:30 or 10:00, which was nice because we got to kind of relax and not rush before going. We got to the hospital about 10:00 and got settled in our room. They started asking me tons of questions, started my IV and fluids, and took some blood. I loved the little nurse we had. She was so nice and kept a smile on her face. I got to have her a couple of times while we were there. A nurse came in to ask our nurse a question and at first she said we weren't going to be able to go back until 2:30 (we were scheduled for 12:00), Cory and I just about freaked out! Then she realized what she had said, she meant 12:30. Ok, that was a little better.

Before I knew it a man came in saying he was from surgery. I don't know why it didn't dawn on me that he was coming to get me, but it didn't. I just thought he was coming to ask me questions. Before I could blink he was moving things around and rolling me out of the room. I didn't even get to say anything to Cory. I couldn't believe it but I started to tear up. I think a lot of it was because it was all happening so fast and I wasn't ready. They wheeled me into the operating room and it all started becoming too real. I was then moved over from my bed to the operating table, which by the way was very small! Dr. Wright was in there and was asking if I was ok and telling me things would be fine. I think he could see the terror on my face. They then sat me up and gave me my spinal. It was painful but not like I thought it would be. I could feel the needle in my back and on the other side of my backbone. Thankfully it didn't take long. Dr. Wright was there the whole time talking to me and making sure I was ok. They then laid me back down and the spinal came in full force. I couldn't feel a thing. I hated they way it made me feel and could not wait to get feeling back. I couldn't feel anything but felt so heavy at the same time. They started prepping me and before I knew it, it was time to start. Dr. Wright started cutting and Cory wasn't even in the room yet. Thankfully the anestioloist noticed and asked if he could come in. At this point I was freaking out a little bit. I didn't like the way I felt, my leg felt like it was bent and it was uncomfortable and I was just scared. When Cory came in he could tell I was freaking out and started telling me it was ok, things would be fine. I felt much better with him there holding my hand. The worst part was when they were pushing on my chest to get her out. She was still very high and they couldn't get her. It hurt sooooo bad! I squeezed Cory's hand so hard, I'm sure it had to hurt. She was so high they almost had to get out the vacuum. Thankfully she finally came out. The first thing I heard was how healthy she looked and that she had a ton of hair. He finally lifted her over the blue curtain so I could see. She was so beautiful and not at all what I thought she would look like. When Cory looked at me he had tears in his eyes. He was smitten from first sight! The first thing I noticed was how chunky her cheeks were and how little she looked. She didn't cry for the longest time, but I remember not being worried because everybody kept saying how healthy she was and how big she was. She finally cried and so did I. They cleaned her up and brought her over to me. She was beautiful! Then they took her to the nursery to get checked out and cleaned up better. Cory followed behind. I was told later that in the nursery he was like a kid in a candy store, a giddy, smitten daddy. So wish I could have seen it.

After they finished stitching me up they took me to recovery. I remember shaking uncontrollably because I was freezing. Thank goodness, recovery had hot lights and this heater that went under the covers to warm me up. They were going to bring Cory back with Morgan but there was another patient in there also so they only brought Morgan back. The nurse laid her on my chest and I remember thinking that I was about to drop her. She was so perfect and quiet. (Of course that has changed) Before I knew it, it was time to go back to my room. When they wheeled me in, Cory was holding Morgan. When he turned to look at me, he had a huge smile on his face. I knew right then he was completely smitten! He was holding her like a pro. Didn't look scared or awkward at all. He looked like he had been doing this forever. I couldn't have been happier.

Morgan did great on her apgar test, got an 8-9 the nurse said. She passed her vision and hearing with flying colors. She only ended up losing about 4 ounces and gained them back by the time we went back to the doctor that Wednesday. She had a tiny, tiny bit of jaundice, but thankfully it wasn't enough to make her stay in the hospital or even need a blanket.

We had many visitors, who I felt bad for, because there were two different times that I was puking my guts up and they all had to stand there and hear it. Thankfully they gave me some medicine and that problem was taken care of. By Sunday the OB department started to fill up, and since Morgan and I were both doing so well they let us go home. Cory and I were both excited but very nervous to be leaving the hospital and the nurses who could fix everything for us.

I still can't believe she is finally here and we have a beautiful baby girl who we absolutely adore!! She is gorgeous and we couldn't have asked her a more perfect little girl!!

Fresh out of the oven!

 

8 pounds 2 ounces

   Meeting Morgan for the first time

Getting cleaned up in the nursery.   

 

            Our beautiful baby girl!

It still doesn't seem real..................

somebody pinch me and wake me up! Can this really be happening? I am really pregnant? Just under ten months ago I was in the middle of my nightmare, wondering what was going to happen, if I was ever going to get pregnant. We had been trying for about two years and I was losing hope. Not losing faith in God, but rethinking if He had babies in His plan for us. I knew He could snap his finger or blink His eye and make me pregnant, that was not the problem. But I knew that babies are not in His plan for everybody, and I was starting to think maybe they weren't in mine.

Then God proved me wrong. I had quit checking the calendar, checking other things, and just "letting things happen". We had just moved to Summersville and were getting settled in. I can remember the day like it was yesterday. We had gone to church with some new friends and stopped by Wal-Mart afterwards. Amy and I had talked a little about my infertility issue and she had told me hers. I knew my period was suppose to be arriving any day and she talked me into getting a test. Oh, what the heck I thought. I wasn't going to take it for another couple of days because by this point I didn't want to"waste" it. I couldn't do it. I couldn't wait. When we got home, I took it right away. Mind you, still thinking "it's going to be negative, you'll take the test and will start tomorrow". That's usually how it went. I laid the test on the counter and walked away. I walked away!! I didn't stand there and wait for the result, I walked away. A few minutes later, I almost hollered at Cory to look at the test, he was standing there next to it, but I figured he wouldn't know how to read it anyway. I unanxiously picked it up and to my amazement, there were two bright pink lines! Two??? How could that be? Was I reading it wrong, was I seeing things? This stick had to be wrong! I started yelling and ran to Cory saying "omg, theres two lines, theres never been two lines"!!!!!! Once he realized what I was talking about, a nervous smile appeared on his face. I wish I knew what he was thinking right at that moment. I always joke that he was thinking "oh crap, it actually worked". Whether that was his thoughts, I will never know.

But now looking back, I understand the two years of waiting. God wasn't ready for us to be pregnant yet. When we started trying, things were great in our lives, but months later, they were not. We spent a whole year of those two years miserable and broke. We both hated where we were living, the people around us, and could barely pay our bills. I was still stuck with an aide job and we were looking hard to move. Looking back, it actually would have been terrible to be pregnant, especially for Cory. I really think he would have had a break down. God knew what was coming next in our lives, and He knew that if I would just be patient for another couple of months, He would reveal His plan. The timing was perfect. When we found out we were pregnant, we were in a new place we loved, both had great jobs, and my due date was perfect for starting the summer off. If I had known the plan before hand, I wouldn't have gone through two miserable years of praying, crying, wondering, and I don' t know that I would appreciate this precious little girl as much. God knew what He was doing, I just couldn't see the big picture. You know what? That's ok with me.

9 Months

Pregnancy Highlights

How Far Along: 36  weeks

Size of Baby: Approx 6 pounds and 18 inches long

Gender: Girl!!!!! Morgan Amory

Maternity Clothes: Yes, mostly all! Wishing it wasn't so warm

because most of my maternity clothes are winter clothes.

Weight Gain:27 pounds

Movement: She still moves all the time and is constantly up

in my ribs. She is very high and most of the time I can feel

her little bottom sticking out. She has been staying on the

left side but the past week has switched to the right a couple of times.

My belly is often sore from her moving and kicking. Very ready

for her to come out! 

Symptoms: Heartburn constantly, tired, leg cramps, need to use

the bathroom constantly, uncomfortable, sore

Cravings: Still milk.

Best Moment of the Month: Knowing that it's almost time for her to arrive!



KU Baby Shower

Cory is a huge Kansas fan so it was no surprise to me when one of his basketball and cheerleading parents said they were throwing us a KU shower. It did make me happy because I thought it might make him feel more involved and maybe a little more excited. Besides it being a baby shower with girly gifts he was right in his element. He loved ALL the decorations and didn't want to cut the cake. Such a silly man!

The boys were so funny to watch because none of them were too thrilled to be there, Cory included. They were all good sports and and enjoy it or not, they all stayed and didn't complain.

We played a couple of games and the boys were so funny!

He's measuring me to try and guess how much crepe paper he needs. Too funny!

We are so blessed to have so many people who care and love us. We got

a lot of wonderful presents for Miss Morgan, again!

Poor Morgan is going to be decked out in KU stuff and have no chance of

being a Texas fan. We'll just have to test her and see which way she will

choose. This was our third and final shower and we are so thankful for

all the people who care for us and Miss M.