
She's here and already giving us a run for our money! I started having contractions Friday the 12th, went to my doctors appointment. They said I was only 1cm dilated and that I'd probably have her over the weekend (she was only at 37 weeks). By the time I got home from my doctors appointment around 5pm, I was positive I was in labor. Chris took me to Kennestone. They checked me, said yes I was in labor, but still only 1cm dilated. I got a shot of anti-nausea and pain medicine and sent home. I slept for a few hours and was feeling better. Then woke up at 3am Saturday morning having strong contractions only 3-5 minutes apart. I timed them for 2 hours just to be certain. Since it had snowed and iced over that night, I didn't want to head to Kennestone for no reason. By 5am, I was sure. I called the doctor, told them I was on my way and woke Chris up. Chris had to drive really carefully and I screamed my head off the entire way there. We got to Kennestone and they said I was finally 3cm dilated and that they were admitting me. Just had to wait for a room. As soon as I got my room, I also got my epidural. It was amazing :) Also really strange to not have any control over not only my legs but my hips too. Chris had to move me around to change sides. They started me antibiotics (because I tested positive for Group B Strep and needed to have antibiotics during labor so Skye didn't get it). I went from 3cm to 7cm VERY quickly. So they came in and broke my water and started me on Pictocin (sp?) to make sure that she came before infection could set in. The next time they checked me the nurse said, oh my! she's coming right now. Then called my midwife. At 11:53am, 6 lb 4 oz, 19 inch long, Skye Gary Brooklyn Sonnedecker was born. (she's going to be the spelling B champion of GA once she learns to spell her name)

She was pretty congested after birth. The doctors said it was because the delivery went so quickly, that the fluid in her lungs didn't have a chance to get pushed out. We stayed in the hospital 48 hours just for observation. Monday we went home. It was awesome to bring her home. Since I can't go up and down stairs yet (and Chris was going to work), we had to bring TONS of baby stuff downstairs, into the living room for me. We didn't know what we would need or wouldn't need so our house looks like a baby store blew up in it.

We went to her first doctors appointment on Tuesday. She had lost a little more than a pound but Dr. Clark Cantrell said it was perfectly normal and that she looked great.

Thursday Chris went to work and Skye and I stayed home together. It was the first day that she let me put her down and get some house work done. About 2pm I noticed that she was choking and had turned blue. I picked her up and tried whacking her back. She took a breath but was still choking. I didn't know what to do. I put my mouth around her nose and sucked out a LOT of snot. (gross, I know, but I was desperate) She started to get some color back but still wasn't breathing right. I called 911. They came and checked her out. We went to Kennestone hospital. They ran some tests, did a spinal tap (which they tried 4 times before giving up) and found out that she had RSV (which in older kids/adults, would just cause the common cold, but in newborns, can cause death) We were transferred to Scottish Rite. They also found that she has Gastro Reflux. She needs to be held upright for 30 minutes after feeding. They had to suction out her lungs a few times a day and gave her a few rounds of antibiotics. Each day she got better and better. We finally got to go home Saturday the 20th.

Skye had been doing wonderfully ever since. I'm having a hard time letting her be around anyone since I know a simple cold almost killed her. I have "WASH HANDS" signs ALL over my house (not only for guests but to remind us as well). Until she gets a few more weeks of life under her belt, she needs to stay away from children under 12 (or kids in general) and also from anyone who has had a cold in the past 2 weeks. If it were up to me, I'd keep everyone away from her for another month, but I don't want to isolate her either. It's going to take me some time to feel comfortable and find a good balance for her.

Although it's been a very stressful week, I adore her more than life itself and wouldn't trade this experience for anything.

I already have over 200 pictures of her. I just can't stop! She's SO cute!!

We have nicknamed her "cold fry". When we get home, it's time to change her diaper, feed and burp her, and our food is cold by the time we get around to eating it.
We love our little cold fry!!!