This time last year I was sitting in a hospital bed waiting for Riley's arrival. I had been induced at 8 that morning and we were expecting her to come by that night... But she didn't come. I remember thinking that I was going to be there all week just waiting. I wasn't making any progress, even with the pitocin all the way up. I remember getting contractions but thinking I was just having cramps. The doctor would come in every few hours and tell me she's arrive within 3 hours. She still didn't come. The following day, even after having my water broken there was no progress. Finally later that night we decided to do a c-section because apparently my hips were too narrow and she was brow presenting. All I could think about was how I wasted two days of my life in a bed when we could have cut her out hours ago.
Most people would have been upset about having a c-section. That's what they tell me:) It didn't bother me. I was just happy that my baby girl was finally here and safely. I remember meeting her for the first time and thinking she was too pale to be my child but I loved her anyways! (Here is the post we posted after she was born:
Riley's birth) I think everyone got to hold her before me. I was okay with that. When I finally got to hold her, I was in amazement that God gave her to Leif and I. I had a hard time believing that the baby growing inside of me the last 9 months was finally here and was even more wonderful than I had imagined.
We got to take Riley home on Thanksgiving. I was so happy about that. I was scared I would be spending Thanksgiving in the hospital, especially since I had had a c-section. I had barely stayed two days when my doctor gave me the okay to go home. I was so thankful and excited to be able to celebrate Thanksgiving with my family and also introduce Riley to everyone.
This year I'm even more excited for the holiday because Riley will be one, eating with us, and playing. Such a difference in one year! I'm so thankful for my little girl and the joy she's brought to our lives!
Riley turned one on Wednesday, the 25th.
This time last year I was sitting in a hospital bed waiting for Riley's arrival. I had been induced at 8 that morning and we were expecting her to come by that night... But she didn't come. I remember thinking that I was going to be there all week just waiting. I wasn't making any progress, even with the pitocin all the way up. I remember getting contractions but thinking I was just having cramps. The doctor would come in every few hours and tell me she's arrive within 3 hours. She still didn't come. The following day, even after having my water broken there was no progress. Finally later that night we decided to do a c-section because apparently my hips were too narrow and she was brow presenting. All I could think about was how I wasted two days of my life in a bed when we could have cut her out hours ago.
Most people would have been upset about having a c-section. That's what they tell me:) It didn't bother me. I was just happy that my baby girl was finally here and safely. I remember meeting her for the first time and thinking she was too pale to be my child but I loved her anyways! (Here is the post we posted after she was born: Riley's birth) I think everyone got to hold her before me. I was okay with that. When I finally got to hold her, I was in amazement that God gave her to Leif and I. I had a hard time believing that the baby growing inside of me the last 9 months was finally here and was even more wonderful than I had imagined.
We got to take Riley home on Thanksgiving. I was so happy about that. I was scared I would be spending Thanksgiving in the hospital, especially since I had had a c-section. I had barely stayed two days when my doctor gave me the okay to go home. I was so thankful and excited to be able to celebrate Thanksgiving with my family and also introduce Riley to everyone.
One week until Riley turns one:)
In three weeks Riley will turn 1. For the first time I actually cried a little today because my tiny baby is no longer tiny. She's huge. She walks and attempts to talk. She can feed herself and laughs at everything. She enjoys pulling things out of baskets and off of shelves so she can reorganize them. She also enjoys screaming at me when she doesn't get her way. :)
Here are a few photos I took this weekend at a 1st birthday party. It was cowboy themed. Adorable. I was originally doing the party for free, I just wanted to add to my portfolio. But they ended up paying me! They were so nice! They let Ashley (my friend who helps me out with shoots) and I hang out with them and eat the amazing food. This was one of the best birthday parties I had ever been to! It was also a good opportunity to meet other potential clients, and the weather was perfect. Nice and overcast. I got so many good portraits.
Birthday Boy!
I might add more photos to this post since I'm still working on them. Let me know what you think:) And my next post, that I will hopefully post tomorrow, will be about the date Leif and I went on on our anniversary!
At the aquarium day after my birthday.
