Wheat Field Pictures

We took family pictures in a wheat field when Preslee was around 5 weeks old. It was windy, and she could hardly breathe with the wind blowing in her face, but she was such a champ. Hardly any fussing...she must have been freezing!

Blessing Day

Preslee was blessed on September 5th. Her dress was so beautiful. Blair gave her a Father's blessing before we went to church that she would be calm and at peace. She ate at 6:00 AM and church started at 9:00 and she wasn't interested in nursing before church, which worried me. However, she was soooo good during the entire meeting and slept through her beautiful blessing, despite the fact that she had an empty tummy. What a great day...she is lucky to have such a wonderful daddy!

Preslee's Birth

So, here goes my first post. I'm going to go back a few weeks to the beginning of Preslee's birth so that I can catch all of you up on her cuteness. She was born on the 18th of July on a Sunday. Saturday I went to work and had minor labor contractions all day that were progressivly getting closer together. I went home and cleaned the house, Blair finished putting the baby dresser together, not out of willingness, but because I made him, and I tried to keep those contractions going. It was 11 days before my due date, but I was ready to be done with this pregnancy at week 13. Eventually around 1:00 AM the contractions completely stopped. I was so mad, but I went to bed and thought, "maybe tomorrow." Around 2:45 AM I woke up and my water had broke! I was so excited, and not in any pain...yet. I had no idea what was coming. ha.

I took a shower, and then we took Bentley, our dog, to my mom's, then off to the hospital we went. I was all smiles until the contractions started again. They were awful! It amazes me that so many people have children, but then again, I am a wimp. Blair pulled out the couch and laid down to get some sleep because he was in finals week at school....boy was he joking himself. He wasn't sleeping if I wasn't sleeping.

Eventually I got to a 10, and the contractions slowed down, so I had to push for two hours to get Preslee out. Blair thought it would be nice to joke during labor, but he realized that it wasn't a good idea when I freaked out on him. The nurse had to calm me down to get me pushing again. Not a good idea to joke that the baby might be a boy when your expecting a girl and in that much pain. haha. I did get an epidural that wore off at the end. WHY? I have no idea...

Preslee came at 1:43 PM, after 11 hours. I surely would have passed out if I hadn't had that epidural. haha. I praise those women that labor for 30 hours...AMAZING! It is all worth it in the end, when you have a precious Preslee in your arms. She is so beautiful I can't stand it!