Daisy Anne Brooks

Daisy Anne was born Nov. 28th at 6:42 AM, weighing 8 pounds and 1 ounce. She was a week over due, I guess she just wanted to come on her own time. We were very ready for her to come on or before her due date of Nov. 21st, but she had other plans. The week following my original due date was a long week. We wondered everyday if this was going to be the day. But finally on Saturday the 27th I felt a little bit different. I had spent the day putting up Christmas decorations and I felt so tired. In the evening Aaron got home from work and we went over to his Grandma's house for a family gathering. While we were there I could feel little contrations, which wasn't a big shock because I had been feeling them all week, but they were actually coming with more consistency every 20 to 30 minutes. So I decided to time them since the were becoming more uncomfortable with each one. By the time we went home around 9:00 the contrations were coming every 15 min. I told Aaron we may need to be ready to go to the hospital. So for the next hour I kept timing my contrations. During the hour our electricity went out and I was really focusing on my contrations. By the time our electricity came back on I told Aaron we could probably go to the hospital. So, we packed a bag and drove the 10 minutes to Del Web. I remember trying to remember the songs that were playing on the radio so someday when Daisy was older I could tell her "this song was playing when we went to the hospital to delivery you..." I can't remember any of the songs :) I do remember that my contrations were becoming more painful and more frequent, but nothing horrible. We got to the hospital, registered and were then taken up to labor and delivery. They gave me a gown to put on, but I couldn't figure it out. All the snaps were undone and I couldn't figure how to wear it. So there I was in the bathroom having contrations while wearing nothing and not being able to figure out how to get dressed. I poked my head out and asked Aaron to come help, he couldn't figure it out either, so he went and got our nurse. Luckily she was an awesome nurse and helped me get dressed. I was then checked to see how much I was dialated and I was at a 5. This meant I was really in labor and got to stay. I had been hesitant about going to the hospital earlier in the week for my contractions and then having to be sent home, but I knew it was time. Aaron and I were then taken to our room, where I promtly recieved my epideral. They asked me on a scale of 1-10 when I wanted to recieve my epidrual and I said 5 or 6... and I was at a 5 or 6. I had felt enough of labor to get the jist of it. If you know my husband you know that he has a tendancy to pass out in truamtic situations, like if there is blood or something of that nature. During my entire pregnancy he threatened to not be in the room when I delivered because he didn't want to pass out. Of course this wasn't an option, I would rather have a passed out Aaron with me than no Aaron :) Anyway during my epidural Aaron started to get clamy and tunel vision. He must have caught a glimps of the needle (I didn't look, I still have no idea how big those things are). He was sitting down as a precaution before the epidural, but it didn't help. The nurse got him some apple juice and he was fine. By this time it was around midnight and we had a few hours of labor a head. So Aaron and I tried to get some sleep. Aaron hadn't sleep in over 24 hours by this point because of work so I was glad that he was able to get some sleep. I was in and out of it for the next hour or two. I would watch the monitor and see a contration coming and think "I am so glad I am not feeling that!" It was a stange feeling to have my lower half be almost completely numb, but I was glad that it was numb. By 4:00 I had dialated to a 9 and the nurse said that Daisy would probably be here within the next few hours. By 5:50 I started pushing. We had a great nurse, she did a really good job. About a 20 min. into pushing our nurse told us she could see the tip of Diasy's head and that she had a lot of hair and it was dark. Aaron and I were both surprised, we had been expecting a bald blond baby. I think at this point Aaron scooted his chair over to my bed and the doctor came in. The doctor told Aaron and I to kiss one last time while it was still the two of us and we did. I pushed for a few more minutes and then she came. She didn't really cry, and I can't remember if her eyes were open, but I do remember how wonderful it felt when they put her on my chest. I couldn't get over how much hair she had and what she looked like. I also loved the expression on Aaron's face, he wasn't woosy and even cut the cord. They took her away for a quick bath and weigh. Aaron held her and then they gave her back to me. She was sucking on her little pointer finger and it was so cute. She had actually sucked on the doctor's finger while coming out.... She came just before sunrise on a sunday morning. We stayed at the hospital till Tuesday and then went home. I love the feeling of warmth that Diasy brought with her. One of Aaron's cousins put it like this "she's fresh from heaven" and she really is. I love having this new little spirit in our home. She is grand baby number 6 on the Brooks side and grand baby number 12 on the Merrill side. I am so grateful for her and my own little family.

I want to thank everyone who came to see her in the hospital. It meant a lot to see everyone come and support us :) I also wanted to thank my Dad for driving 6 hours in a snow storm, after getting only a few hours of sleep from drivng home from Flagstaff the night before to come see Daisy. I also wanted to thank my mom for coming to help me for the first few days and for all her her help. It meant a lot to open my fridge and it was full of food... so thanks mom! I love you! I also wanted to thank Aaron's mom Rena for all of her help and her meals, it meant alot. This little girl has some great grandma's! and great Grandma's :)

p.s. I know there are alot of words spelt wrong in this post, but my spell check won't work and I am a horrible speller... so that is that.