Riley's due date was June 27th 2007. Since I had had a previous c-section a mere 20 months earlier and a back surgery 11 months earlier, my doctor decided that a c-section would be best. We scheduled the c-section for June 18th. Things were going great and just as planned. I went to my last doctors visit on June 11th with my toddler in tow.....rambunctious toddler that is. The doctor checked me and I was dilated to a 3 which was no big deal except for the fact that he did not want me to go into labor and my situation to turn into an emergency. He told me to go home relax and take a warm bath......ha ha. I could tell by the look on his face he knew that wasn't going to happen after all Cameron had pushed every button and opened every drawer in the exam room. So, I went home packed my bag and told Ryan to get home because this was happening TODAY. Sure enough my contractions got regular and I started spotting so off Cameron and I went back to the doctor. When I got back to the office my doctor didn't even check me, he sent me next door for delivery. My mom was able to beat Ryan there and she immediately took care of Cameron for me so I could get checked in. My little Riley was born and this time she was able to stay with me the entire time in the recovery room. This was a HUGE deal and I believe was a major factor in my mood and ability to nurse. She latched on right away and Moth and I were able to bond alone with our little girl without any distraction's. I spent three nights in the hospital and we were given a clean bill of health and off we went into the world, our family of four.
Riley's birth story does not end there. Things were going great until July 11th. I had spent the whole day out with my sister in love in her neck of the woods about 45 minutes from our home. I dropped Moth off at his office and she lived right by so spent the day with her. Riley slept the whole day I was there, she didn't eat much and she felt warm. I was a little concerned but she was only one month so I thought she was just tired. When Ryan and I got home we were able to take her temp. 104.5. Well, that was high but we thought we would just call the nurse line and they would tell us to watch her and take her in to the doctor in the morning. Boy were we wrong. She said to immediately take her to the hospital and made sure that I understood she meant NOW. Let me just say I
|Riley on the seizure floor at cooks|
|I kept my composure pretty well I think|
Now if you are still here....for the name. Side note...... I was completely freaked out when I found out I was having a girl because I am historically not well versed in the art of "girlishness." Also, we had the name Riley for a girl or a boy
|A product of having a sick infant.....she grows up high maintenance and its all our fault|
|But she is totally worth every minute.|
|And I guess you could say she kind of looks like me, just a little though ;)|