Monday, October 22, 2012

Baby Pictures Galore!

Thanks for coming to visit Grandma! Love you mom! 

Our first picture as a family-week and a half old. 

Aunty Em

He loves bath time with Grandma!



Gunner LOVES being a part of every moment!

The beautiful blanket grandma made. 

Grandma brought the camo! And of course, Gunner is near by. 

Oh Gunner




Photo credit: Jamie Harper

Photo credit: Jamie Harper

Photo credit: Jamie Harper

Photo credit: Jamie Harper

Photo credit: Jamie Harper. This little guy melts my heart!

Photo credit: Jamie Harper

Photo credit: Jamie Harper

Photo credit: Jamie Harper

Meeting Grandpa for the first time. 

The Tale of Evan Chris Ivie

 It was around 5:00 pm on Sunday October 7th that I started having contractions. I kept telling Dayne "Don't get too excited." However, every time I would wince in pain, a big grin would appear on Dayne's face and he would say "I'm sorry you're hurting, but I'm getting excited." By 7:00 pm my contractions were 3-5 minutes apart so we decided to call the Doctor. He told us to wait for another hour and then go into the triage center if I was still having contractions that close together. My relatives from Idaho were going to stop by for a visit so I told Dayne "how about we just go in after they leave." Well by the time they got to our house, I was DYING and my Aunt took one look at me and told Dayne to get me to the hospital. So a little after 8, we were on our way to the hospital. By 9, my contractions were every minute to minute and a half apart. When they checked me, they said I was dilated to a 3, but there was no way of knowing just when I had dilated, so they told me that they would check again in an hour. Well a little less than an hour later when they checked again, I hadn't progressed. Then I got the worse news of my life-they were sending me HOME! The doctor thought that it was premature labor and told me to go home and take an Ambien because it would help me "relax." I was SO mad and still have no idea why I took the Ambien-the only thing that it did was make me super loopy! The nurse said "usually I would tell you to come back when your contractions are closer together, but they are already a minute to a minute and a half a part." I looked at her while experiencing the worse pain I had ever felt and said "well then when do I come back?" She told me to come back either when my water broke or when I couldn't stand the pain anymore. Since I already couldn't stand the pain, I was so mad! We got in the car to drive home and most of our conversations for the next few hours went like this:

Dayne: You're doing great honey!
Me: DON'T TALK TO ME!

Dayne: You're almost through this contraction!
Me: YOU DON'T KNOW THAT!

Dayne: Can I rub your back for you?
Me: DON'T TOUCH ME!

I have no recollection of this, but Dayne said I kept saying, "WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME?!?!" "WHY DID YOU DO THIS TO ME?!?!?"

We got home around 10:30 and by 12:30 I couldn't take the pain anymore and my water broke. The half hour ride back to the hospital was the LONGEST drive of my life! I started feeling like I had to push and told Dayne to hurry! By the time we got there and they checked me again around 1:15, I was at an 8. They quickly wheeled me into the delivery room and as soon as we got there told me that it was okay to start pushing. My first comment was "WHERE'S MY EPIDURAL AND PAIN MEDS? I WANT AN EPIDURAL!!!" The nurse replied, "Sorry honey, it's too late." I was NOT a happy camper. However, just a few painful pushes later and Evan Chris Ivie came into this world at 1:50 am weighing 6 pounds 10 oz and measuring in at 19 inches long. As I looked over at Dayne, tears were streaming down his face-what a precious moment. I still can't believe this sweet little guy is finally here. He continues to bless our lives every day.





Sunday, October 21, 2012

White-coat Ceremony

Dayne had his white coat ceremony for the Physician Assistant Program at Midwestern University at the beginning of October. I am so proud of all of his hard work! 


His handsome white coat. 


My cousin Aaron and Dayne

Little did I know this picture marked two days from delivery!

Last preggo picture. 2 days from delivery.