So I went in on sept 10th for decreased fetal movement. The baby was fine and they found the heartbeat right away. I had been having contractions the night before but hadn’t had any distinctly that whole Monday. However, my tummy was ROCK hard all day. They checked me and I was a 4. So the dr said keep me on the monitor and see what happens in an hour. Well an hour late I was a 5/6. Once again he said keep me another hour and see what happens. Well needless to say, I was a 7 the next time the checked. Well considering he was breech, they had to take me in the an emergency c section. My daughter was so excited and nervous all at the same time. She was squealing and crying. I got this one last picture of me with my only child.

I didn’t even know was being taken. There was so much raw emotion in it. I absolutely adore this photo.

Now we are home and the baby (Brock) is healthy. My daughter LOVES being a big sister and she’s really good at it! 😉