So it all started on Sunday July 22nd, at about 6:00 in the morning. I was having contractions, but I thought they were just braxton hicks contractions. By eight they were pretty consistent and starting to get painful. We tried to stay at home as long as possible, but we also didn't want to cut it too close. Can you tell we are new at this? We headed to the hospital around 2:30, where I was disappointed to find out I was only dilated to a 4.5. But pretty soon I was at a 6, then 8, and after what I would definitely say was the most painful experience of my life little Kynlee came out at 7:44 PM. She was 7lbs 2oz, and 18.5 inches long, and as cute as can be. The whole experience is truly a miracle, but I have to say it was quite overwhelming to be in so much pain, and then have this screaming baby put on my stomach. I know it is good for them to cry after they are born, but I felt so bad that I couldn't get her to stop. She is such a sweetheart though, and Carson and I are so blessed to have her as part of our family. Unfortunately we had to stay at the hospital for 2 nights because Kynlee had swallowed lots of meconium so she kept throwing up black stuff. The nurses finally sucked out her stomach the 2nd night, and I was surprised at how much black stuff they got out. Carson was so great through everything, he encouraged me the whole time, and considering the fact that he was practically pacing the room the first night, he endured the stay rather well. We were very ready to go home on Tuesday, and since that was my actual due date, I was glad that we were leaving rather than arriving at the hospital.
All ready to go home!! Carson is such a cute Daddy.