Babies babies!!

Now we are moving on to the loves of my life my babies.

I have to start by telling you about my very first baby, my hairy baby, Machete Turbo Palmer.
Justin and I were talking about getting a puppy for some time, I continuously dragged him into pet stores and would ramble on about how cute every dog was that I seen through the windows. I would also check the rescue shelters all the time and my heart would melt over so many sad stories. So one day we were shopping in Kingsway mall, we walk into the pet store there I see this cute cute little furry puppy. He looked like a dwarf golden retriever. I instantly fall in love. There was another female dog in the same kennel as him and he was so mellow he let her slap him around like you would not believe. I ask to hold him...he kisses me and looks at me with his big eyes and says take me home, how could my heart not melt for such a cute puppy. So we talk about it, inside my mind is made up, I go on a road trip with some girlfriends and say if he is there when we get back it is destiny. Meanwhile, on my trip I call Justin I make him go back to make sure he is still there and I can not get my mind of this cute little fur ball. So I rush home, go straight there and get my best furry friend ever. He was so small and afraid to come down the stairs so he would stand up at the top and whimper. When he ran he ran sideways, it was so cute. Now he is all grown up and going to have his 3rd birthday next month. He is a very good dog and so good with the kids and lets me dress him up and make him look silly at times. He does have big dog syndrome where he acts so mighty over other dogs, must be his big personality shinning through.

Continuing on with me being pregnant.So my pregnancy was going fairly well for the most part besides the pimples of a 14 year old, yuck. Otherwise alright until near the end I was loosing some vision at times and at this time I went on disability in November. My due date was December 25th...yes Christmas day, what a blessing. I always figured that God was sending me this perfect gift and this angel wanted to share a birthday with none other then Jesus. Well Christmas came and went. I was getting larger and larger and more and more clumsy. One day just before an appointment Justin and I were walking to the vehicle and a giant rut in the road caused me to trip and fall right on my belly...I went to the hospital and was checked out and all was okay, besides some scrapes and bruises thank God! The new year began and I started to think that this baby was not going to come out..perhaps it was stuck...or maybe I was giving it to good of a home or maybe it was just that watermelon seed I swallowed 9 months earlier. On January 4th at 12 noon I go in to be induced, I have labour pains for 11 hours before I get an epidural and this kid still did not want to come out! During the course of my contractions the babies heart rate would drop significantly and my doctor already said that she did not think I was going to have a natural birth. So the last time it dropped, the doctor came back in and I went in for an emergency c section. At the time I was upset because I wanted to experience the birth in a natural way,now I have come to realize it is all okay. Then at 11:53pm my beautiful baby girl Makayla Rayne was born. when they told me it was girl I was shocked, I was nearly certain it was going to be a boy. I had dreams of boys and I felt mislead by the stupid old wives tales..never trust those. Ahhh my little Makayla as sweet as she looked I was positive she may have needed a priest and some holy water to help her get rid of a screaming demon inside...haha. That girl cried and cried...one day she cried for 14 hours with no break. Shortly after midnight my mom and I went trotting off to the emergency certain there had to be something wrong with her because nothing at all made her happy and there was no break from the monotonous screaming!! The docs look at her and come to the conclusion of your baby is just colicky. Umm...say what...she is what? There is nothing you can do for this...come on there has got to be something perhaps some laughing gas or medication that will knock her out. She is colicky? Does this mean I have to deal with this kind of behaviour forever? Plus this is only her first week of life...you got to be kidding me, this has to be some sort of joke. Nope no it wasn't. After that, she seemed to get better and better as days went on, easier to tend to and more and more mellow. Obviously God heard my prayers for patience and silence. Now she is 2 and full of energy, her big brown eyes warm my heart, her giggle touches my soul and her hugs and kisses make me feel like I am in Heaven. She is so beautiful and the best gift from God that anyone could ask for. She has such personality and has that same gift of the gab as her mommy and grandma do. To hear her little voice come to me and say mommy I love you...with no prompting just makes any amount of crying all worth while, even 14 hours. She is daddy's little girl, Mommy's princess, grandmas angel and papas sweetheart. I am sure you will here a lot more about her in days to come as she and her brother are the center of my universe.