Been so busy with a new baby and my little Kyla Bear running around that I have not had the time to blog. Thankfully I have my Sienna bug who is such a big help to me. I do not know what I would do if I didn't have her around to help me. Tristan on the other hand not so much of a help. He's the same old wild child he's always been. He's just like the little boy in the movie 'Where the Wild things Are.' As for our little Emmalina Malaya, she was born on December 31, 2010 at 12:08 pm. She was 7lbs 9oz and only 18 inches long. She is quite the petite little thing. She came into the world via c-section. This was my fourth c-section and my last! When the Dr cut me open the nurse turned to me and said, "you are a mess in there!" I guess I had so much scar tissue from all of the surgeries and they had a horrible time trying to cut through it. It took them a long time to get her out and I had bruises on the right side of my stomach from it. Thankfully, she came out just fine no complications and she was healthy as could be, but the surgery took it's toll on me. This was the hardest recovery ever! I was in so much pain! I have a really high tolerance to pain and the pain after this one had me curled up in tears and that was with the maximum pain killers they could give me. Then when I came home it got worse. The sent me home with a prescription for Ibuprofen. In the past I got sent home with Vicodin. So, needless to say the first few days home I sat around in a pain coma not wanting to move. I swear if this pregnancy had been my first I would not have wanted anymore! I've posted the hospital pictures below. I will post some more recent pictures in a bit.
Finally I get to go home and meet my sisters and brother after four long days!
Mommy's little china doll!
Mommy and Emmy finally got some good sleep on the last day in the hospital
Taking a walk with Mommy and Grandma and stopping to enjoy the sunshine rays through the window.
I'm already so in love with my Mommy. I like to mimic everything she does!
I was smiling the minute I was born. I have a hint of a smile here.
After they yanked me out of the warmth and comfort of my Mommy's tummy I screamed and would not be settled until my Grammy placed me next to my Mommy and she kissed my cheek. Grammy would take me away from her and I would scream again. I wanted my Mommy! So Grammy would place me next to her again and as soon as I felt my Mommy's loving kiss upon my cheek I'd be calm again.
I'm out and they cleaned me up a bit and I still don't know where my mommy is....waaaaaa!
