Finally...

Ok, so I am a little late (maybe very late at this point) on this post but Baby Itty Bitty is here and she's a GIRL!!!!

Here is a run down of how our Thanksgiving day went:
I woke up at 3am having some cramping and wasn't sure if it was contractions or what so I tried to lay down and relax and see what happened. They continued to come for the next few hours but were far apart enough that I didn't think I was in 'real' labor. When Joe woke up I told him that I wasn't sure I was going to make it through Thanksgiving because I was pretty sure at that point that I was in labor. He got up to bring Jack to the bathroom and asked me to go in Jack's room to get him some underwear and sweats, well as soon as I stood up from the bed and took a step I felt something 'plop' out (for lack of a better description) and when I went to the bathroom I realized it was my mucus plug, something I never lost with Jack so I was a little nervous about it.
The morning went on and contractions continued, sometimes bad, sometimes not and they were anywhere from 2-25 minutes apart and lasted anywhere from 18seconds to 45 seconds. I told Joe that if I could, I wanted to make it through Thanksgiving dinner and enjoy myself with everyone...looking back, this wasn't a great idea at all :o( We went ahead to dinner in the city and contractions got bad during the car ride there but during our stay in the city they seemed to subside a little and weren't nearly as bad. Fast forward to our drive home around 7pm and they got very bad (I now see why 'they' say take a bumpy car ride to induce labor), we got home and I decided I would lay down with Joe & Jack and see what happened, again, not a good idea! I layed down and he contractions got worse, they were coming right on top of each other and were lasted a lot longer. Poor Jack was trying to lay down and hug me and play with my hair and I had to ask Joe to please keep him away, this is the point where I decided enough was enough and it was time to call the after hours dr.'s and the hospital and get over there.
Again, fast forward to when we got to the hospital around 9:15 pm and the dr.'s said I couldn't have a c-section until at least 1am because I had eaten all day, I waned to cry because I was already in such pain and knew there was no way I would be able to make it to 1am. The nurse got me set up in the recovery room and put on the monitors and the dr. came in to check me and almost laughed when she did, I thought maybe I wasn't dilated at all and that this was some cruel joke and false labor. When I asked what happened she said I was already 5cm and definitely should not have waited as long as I did (too late for that!) and proceeded to try and talk me in to having a VBAC which I refused, I never wanted to have a baby vaginally and definitely wasn't going to change my mind now. After about an hour & 1/2 the contractions got so bad that I told Joe that he had to get the nurse and doctor because my body was trying to push this baby out and I couldn't control it which scared the bejesis out of me! The dr. came back and checked me again and in that hour & 1/2 I went from 5cm to 8cm. They then called anesthesia and instead of having to wait til 1am they said I would be able to have a c-section at 11pm (it was not 10:50pm) and I remember just feeling a huge relief and knew I only had to make it a little longer. Joe was given his scrubs to wear and they started to get me ready to go to the operating room.

11pm came and in to the operating room we went. I got the spinal and felt better instantly, even the anesthesiologist said I looked like a whole new person :o) Everything was set to go and they brought Joe in the room. I will never forget looking at him and waiting to hear out baby's cry and all of a sudden there it was along with the dr. saying 'It's a little...girl!' and tears immediately came to not only me but Joe too. Payton Alyssa Farley was born at 11:35pm on Thanksgiving night (November 25) and weighed 6lbs 10oz and 18.5 inches long. She is the sweetest thing ever and watching her in her daddy's arms and being kissed by her big brother is the best thing in the world.

Here are a few pictures of our sweet baby girl in her first few days:
Daddy all ready to go






getting to hold her for the first time




meeting her big brother for the first time, he loves her already!