Belly pictures make me so happy. I'm never happy about having the belly, but I love everyones pregnancy pictures. Including my own. It amazes what the body is able to do. The last few weeks of pregnancy was really hard on me. There was a lot of acid reflux, I pulled my groin at 36 weeks and I cried out of discomfort several times. 
At 36 weeks I was dilating and effaced. The Doctor told me that I could go into labor at any time. Getting this information was painful! The next 2 weeks were unbearable! I couldn't think about anything but getting the baby out of my body. In a perfect world I really wanted to have her on April 1st. But more then anything I just wanted her out of my body. Patience has never been one of my strong points. 
About a week before our baby arrived Abe and Dave had a conversation about skin color. Dave explained to Abe that skin color is the same as eye color. It doesn't matter what color your eyes are, and it doesn't matter what color your skin is either. The next day Abe announces to us...."The baby will be born with White skin or Brown skin. It doesn't matter which one." Dave grinned really big and said "Son, your right." If the baby was born with Brown skin Dave and I would have a lot to talk about. 
Molly Rebecca Peterson was born on April 1st 2009 at 9:02 pm. She arrived 2 weeks early. When I first met the Doctor her shook my belly and said I think she will weigh 7 pounds 14 ounces. As the Doctor was pulling her from my Yoo Hoo he started laughing and said "I was way off!" Molly weighed in at 8 pounds 15 ounces! Making her my largest baby. Molly has been my favorite name for the last 10 years. Every Molly I've ever met has been kind, funny and very enjoyable to be around. Rebecca is the name of my Brothers first wife. Becky was the most amazing woman I have ever met, and my best friend. She slowly died of cancer over the course of 4 years. She did this with strength and beauty. Always remaining close to Brian and the Lord. I miss her so very much. Hopefully our little girl will always strive to uphold the names she has been given. 
We are so excited to have our little April Fools baby! Both Dave and I think an April Fools Birthday will always be fun. At least we plan on trying to always make it a fun day. I went about my April 1st the same as any other day. The only difference was my desire to get the baby here. I said 3 separate long prayers begging the Lord to let me have an April Fools baby. At 2:55pm I had one painful contraction. I grabbed my vacuum and started vacuuming the whole house. I was determined to keep the contractions coming. We arrived at the hospital around 5 pm. From 5 pm to 6:30 pm I was very unhappy. But somewhere around 6:30 the wonderful drug doctor fixed me. I felt nothing. Just the way I like it.
I have been very unhappy with the Doctors this pregnancy. Military Doctors are super over worked. For the most part I've noticed this translates into a very impersonal relationship with your Doctor. I have hated this! I had two children on the economy, with real OB Doctors. This time I had a GP. The first Doctor they assigned me felt like talking to a tree and she left me sitting naked on the table for 45 minutes. I then asked to be reassigned. The second Doctor they gave me was better. But I still didn't love him.
This second Doctor they assigned me informed me that I could give my self my own strep B test. This was at my 36 week appointment. I said how about you just do it when you check me. So he gave me the test. The following week he checked on my results. They said pending. Basically he said that's weird. That was the end of it. We'll when I arrived at the hospital I was Strep B positive and I had no idea! (Dave is very forgiving of this slip up. I am not.)
I was only able to get one dose of antibiotics, 3 hours before the baby was born. You should get 2 doses 6 hours apart before delivery. Poor little Molly! Her white blood cell count was at 47,000. Normal is 5,000 to 20,000. Resulting in several more blood tests for our little new born. We also had to stay in the hospital an extra day. She is ok, but she gave us a fright.
I do not touch my slimy new born babies. (I don't fault other people who don't feel the same way I do.) I don't play with other things that fall from that region. So I don't touch my new born babies. I once read that a baby bonds with it's mother in the first 60 seconds of life. I believe this to be total bull crap. I have a great relationship with all my kids and I didn't hold any of them right away.
The Doctor who ended up delivering me was WONDERFUL! I had never met him before. He was great and renewed my belief in Military medicine. His last name is Raney The drug Doctor's last name was also Raney and their wives have the same name. They were a wonderful team!
So now that the baby has arrived I just figured she would weigh around 40 pounds. That I would leave the hospital and everything would be as it was before the pregnancy. I tried on some pants at Target the other day. They made it past my thighs and stopped dead at my huge butt. This did not make me happy.
I enjoy being a girl. This song has always been my theme. Lately however I've rethought this theme. For what ever reason I sweat like crazy at night, I bleed and I'm lactating all over the place. My enjoying being a girl has always rested on my hair being done and feeling great. I'm not sure I will ever feel attractive again.
After Abe met Molly he asked us if the Doctors cut her penis off.:) This is my same son who told my mom when he was 3 that she has a vagina. It's good to be informed... right?
Her umbilical cord makes Dallin very nervous. The second day they came to visit me in the hospital, Dallin asked me..."Mom is the baby dirty?" I said "No" he then said " Oh good because yesterday she was very dirty." All of this over the cord.
This picture makes my heart so very happy. I love being a mom. It's way better then being a Hollywood movie star!;)
We are lucky enough to have Daves mom Roma with us for 11 days. My mom is on a mission so she couldn't come. I feel so lucky to have so much help. Roma is great!
Dallin is very worried that if he turns around of closes his eyes Grandma Pete will disappear. They love getting to spend time with her.
I have been very unhappy with the Doctors this pregnancy. Military Doctors are super over worked. For the most part I've noticed this translates into a very impersonal relationship with your Doctor. I have hated this! I had two children on the economy, with real OB Doctors. This time I had a GP. The first Doctor they assigned me felt like talking to a tree and she left me sitting naked on the table for 45 minutes. I then asked to be reassigned. The second Doctor they gave me was better. But I still didn't love him. 
This second Doctor they assigned me informed me that I could give my self my own strep B test. This was at my 36 week appointment. I said how about you just do it when you check me. So he gave me the test. The following week he checked on my results. They said pending. Basically he said that's weird. That was the end of it. We'll when I arrived at the hospital I was Strep B positive and I had no idea! (Dave is very forgiving of this slip up. I am not.)
I was only able to get one dose of antibiotics, 3 hours before the baby was born. You should get 2 doses 6 hours apart before delivery. Poor little Molly! Her white blood cell count was at 47,000. Normal is 5,000 to 20,000. Resulting in several more blood tests for our little new born. We also had to stay in the hospital an extra day. She is ok, but she gave us a fright. 
I do not touch my slimy new born babies. (I don't fault other people who don't feel the same way I do.) I don't play with other things that fall from that region. So I don't touch my new born babies. I once read that a baby bonds with it's mother in the first 60 seconds of life. I believe this to be total bull crap. I have a great relationship with all my kids and I didn't hold any of them right away. 
The Doctor who ended up delivering me was WONDERFUL! I had never met him before. He was great and renewed my belief in Military medicine. His last name is Raney The drug Doctor's last name was also Raney and their wives have the same name. They were a wonderful team! 
So now that the baby has arrived I just figured she would weigh around 40 pounds. That I would leave the hospital and everything would be as it was before the pregnancy. I tried on some pants at Target the other day. They made it past my thighs and stopped dead at my huge butt. This did not make me happy. 
I enjoy being a girl. This song has always been my theme. Lately however I've rethought this theme. For what ever reason I sweat like crazy at night, I bleed and I'm lactating all over the place. My enjoying being a girl has always rested on my hair being done and feeling great. I'm not sure I will ever feel attractive again. 
After Abe met Molly he asked us if the Doctors cut her penis off.:) This is my same son who told my mom when he was 3 that she has a vagina. It's good to be informed... right?
Her umbilical cord makes Dallin very nervous. The second day they came to visit me in the hospital, Dallin asked me..."Mom is the baby dirty?" I said "No" he then said " Oh good because yesterday she was very dirty." All of this over the cord. 
Easter Egg Hunt.
Dave is not stressed out, the sun was in his eyes.
This picture makes my heart so very happy. I love being a mom. It's way better then being a Hollywood movie star!;)
Everyone in their Easter clothes!
We are lucky enough to have Daves mom Roma with us for 11 days. My mom is on a mission so she couldn't come. I feel so lucky to have so much help. Roma is great!
Dallin is very worried that if he turns around of closes his eyes Grandma Pete will disappear. They love getting to spend time with her. 
