Poppy is one week old!

So Poppy is officially one week old now! She is just as gorgeous and sweet as ever, and Paul and I can't stop looking at her.
It feels weird that it's been a whole week, and the 3 days in the hospital seem like a blur now. Although I'm pretty sure it happened, seeing as we now have a baby and I have a flatter (somewhat) stomach and scar to prove it!
The C-section was definitely not as bad as I'd imagined it to be. It was all pretty fast, actually. We arrived at 3:30, after which they started my IV and had me change into the hospital gown, and shortly thereafter I was being wheeled to the OR with Paul by my side to start the epidural and morphine. The medicine worked really fast, and before I knew it they had the screen in place and were starting the surgery. The actual surgery was painless, although I could feel tugging sensations and a lot of pressure up near my chest. I could also hear everything the doctors were saying including when they were making the incision, and heard their laughter when Poppy, who came out bum-first, started peeing and pooping on her way out. Within 10 to 15 minutes, we could finally hear some little coughs and sneezes and knew that she was out. Paul got to go take pictures while the nurses cleaned her and suctioned out her throat and nose, and after that was taken care of, the proud daddy brought her over to me for our emotional first meeting. I was in love the moment I set eyes on her. My first thought was, "Is that my baby"? Maybe because I think she looks like Paul, or because I just didn't know what she would look like. In any case, she's definitely more gorgeous and beautiful than I'd ever imagined. The next 20 minutes were difficult because I badly wanted to hold my new little girl, but I was happy knowing that Paul was able to see her and be by her side the minute she came out.
The next few days were slightly painful, tiring, and getting used to a schedule of feeding and taking care of precious Poppy. It's quite the adjustment! Change is very difficult for me, and dealing with the residual pain as well as the hormonal adjustments hasn't been easy.
I have to say how grateful I am for Paul. He is the most wonderful husband and father in the world. Not only does he love Poppy as unconditionally as I do, he makes sure I'm feeling well and that I'm taken care of, too. I knew how much I loved him before, but having Poppy and seeing the joy and love in his eyes and knowing how much he cares for both of us makes my heart skip a beat.
Today Poppy had her one week appointment with the pediatrician, and she's doing great and is completely healthy! She has almost regained her birth weight and now weighs 8 lbs 3 oz. Her ears, eyes and nose look great, her heart sounds good, and overall she is doing well (besides deciding to wake up at all hours of the night and not wanting to go back to sleep)! We couldn't be more grateful and happy.

Here she is....

She's here! Introducing Poppy Anna Leggett - after refusing to move from her breech position our cute little girl was born Feb 11th by c section at 5.48pm. She weighed 8lbs 6oz and is 20.5 inches long. She is just the sweetest baby in the world and we are in love with her. Anna and Poppy are both doing well, it turns out that it was lucky she was breech as the doctors don't think Anna would have been able to deliver her naturally (she has quite a large head - Poppy that is). Hopefully we should be home tomorrow, so we'll post some more pictures and stories then but for now here's our sweet little (longawaited) Poppy. Isn't she adorable!!!

2 days to go...

So we just got home from our last doctors appointment and It appears that little baby Leggett still does not want to move from her comfy corner--so our scheduled C-Section is still going forward and is planned for this Wednesday the 11th late afternoon. Stay tuned for an announcement with pictures shortly thereafter!!! But for now here's some pictures to enjoy, these are from the baby shower that Anna's family put on. People have been so generous and kind, Anna has had four baby showers in total, but this is the only one we have pictures from (mainly because I got to go too!).

A very cute bonnet that Anna's Grandma crocheted.

A cuddly blanket from Anna's Mom and Tracy.

This may look as though Anna is holding a small satsuma, but she is in fact holding some little shoes from Julie (I think Jan likes them, not so sure that Morgan is as impressed!)

Doggie Thief

Video Courtesy of KSL.com

I don't know how many of you saw this on the news, but we thought it was pretty hilarious. Around Christmas, a dog walked into a Smith's store in Murray close to where we live, walked straight to the dog food aisle, stole a bone, and ran out. It's so funny. How did he know where to go? Georgie enjoys rawhide as well, but I'm pretty sure she'd look for cheese first. Or candy. Georgie's really not picky. Anyway, here's the video in case you want to watch!

OUCH!

So, it has been awhile since we posted anything, but I'm going to blame that on Paul since he's the one with the camera and he's supposed to be putting up pictures once in awhile!
Well, we will hopefully have lots of baby pictures to post very soon!
The latest update on the pregnancy is that I went in for an appointment last Friday (without Paul--he always seems to be traveling around for work lately doing taxes and such), and as it turns out this little baby is breech. Even the doctor was fooled, because little baby Leggett is sitting so low in my pelvis (because her legs are up by her head in the position of an olympic diver!) that she could hear the heartbeat down low and assumed she was head-down. Not the case, as was revealed by an ultrasound. The following Monday, Feb. 2nd, the doctor scheduled me for a "version", which is basically them trying to turn the baby. Sounds simple, right?
No, it's not. And it hurt really bad, too! First they gave me muscle relaxants, which just made me really shaky. Then, two doctors literally dug their fingers into my belly and pushed extremely hard in one direction to get the baby to move. They would stop from time to time to check her heart rate to make sure she was okay, and to use ultrasound to see if she'd moved at all.
In the end, they tried about 5 times before giving up. I guess she just really likes her spot!
So, the version was fruitless and now I have a really sore belly, and a C-section scheduled for the 11th. Unless she doesn't turn by then, we will be welcoming our little bundle of joy in about a weeks' time! Wish us luck!