Since I've yet to be tagged with one of the cute little blogtags I've seen all over I've decided that I will just tag myself. I liken it to sending yourself flowers on Valentine's Day because everyone else got them and you don't want to feel left out or rejected :) (Although for the record, I have never sent myself flowers - just in case anyone wondered)

GETTING TO KNOW ME, A - Z
A - Attached or Single: Attached
B - Best Friend: Alyshia Miller
C - Cake or Pie: Cake -- preferably chocolate with chocolate frosting (and a big glass of milk)
D - Day of choice: Friday night
E - Essential Item: A great pair of shoes
F - Favorite Color: Purple
G - Gummy Bears or Worms: Bears for sure!
H - Hometown: St. George, UT
I - Indulgence(s): Shoes, Gossip magazines, Scalding hot baths, Flavor of Love (it's sad, I know
but we can't stop watching it)
J - January or July: January -- July in St. George is killer
K - Kids: Lindsay Jo
L - Life is incomplete without: My Family, Shoes, Full House Reruns
M - Marriage Date: January 2, 2006
N - Number of Siblings: 4 (2 brothers, 2 sisters)
O - Oranges or Apples: Apples -- I only like green ones though
P - Phobias or Fears: Drowning
Q - Quotes: Live your life so that when someone says be yourself, it's good advice :)
R - Reason to smile: I don't have too much baby weight left to lose and soon I can start
exercising again!
S - Season: Fall --- when the weather is crisp and it smells like burnt leaves
T - Tag 3 Friends - Tracy, Brittany, Carie
U - Unknown fact about me: I watch the National Spelling Bee every year! (Contrary to popular
belief it is uber-suspenseful)
V - Very favorite Store: Wherever the shoes are good and plentiful!
W - Worst habit: Interrupting
X - X-ray or Ultrasound: Ultrasound
Y - Your favorite food: lasagna, cereal, ice cream, strawberries, any kind of cookie
Z - Zodiac: Aquarius

Post Update - As I finished this self-tagged post I checked my sister's blog only to find out that she tagged me with this exact little blogtag. What are the odds? (Thanks T - Now I don't feel left out)

I just received my first projectile pooping today. I am officially a mother. My little darling daughter found it appropriate to wait until we were directly in the line of fire while changing her to let loose the fury of her bowels. I got a straight shot directly in the center of my shirt and all down my pants. It got all over the floor (thank heavens I have a mini carpet shampooer), and on Aunt Kelly. Aunt Tracy luckily was on the other side of the room and was spared what we were gifted (probably because she was the first recipient of a projectile spit-up - LJ saw it fit to spare her this time).

I'm sure LJ will be reminded of this day long into her adult years ("Remember that time you projectile pooped all over your mother?") and I'm pretty sure it won't be the only projectile present I'll receive. Oh well, I love her just the same - poop, spit-up, and all :)

Well I've kept my child alive for 12 days so I figure I'm doing something right. However, I'm always afraid I overfeed her. Once I had a pet fire newt name Phil and I swore his food said I should feed him 3 times a day, so I did - turns out it was 3 times a week :( Needless to say, thanks to me, and my inability to read instructions efficiently, poor Phil the Fire Newt didn't last very long (may he rest in peace). So, hopefully I don't wake up to find my child floating at the top of her crib due to an excess of nutrients.

We were able to get out and go to a movie last night though - Grandma more than willingly babysat . It was nice to get out of the house - I was getting cabin fever bad! It's crazy how long it takes to leave my house now. I can't just up and go but I guess I better get used to it :)

Hopefully soon I can start exercising again - I signed up for a mini triathlon in the middle of April but thanks to the c-section I doubt I'll be able to do it - oh well, what do you do. I've already lost half of what I gained being pregnant though but I want to get the rest off as quickly as possible. I'm sick of not being able to fit into any of my clothes - even the ones that were too big before I got pregnant :( And hopefully my incision fully heals soon - it's still really sensitive - so I can wear some jeans or something. I'm sick of wearing pajama pants but anything that puts any pressure on my incision is not appreciated.

Here are some more pics of my wee lass. I just can't stop taking pictures of her - she's too cute!

Little LJ got to come home on Friday! The doctors wanted her to stay an extra day because she had some jaundice and thank goodness it cleared up because she looked so upset under the photo lights the doctors wanted her to stay under. She was quite the big baby when she was born (8lbs 14oz) but at two days old she was only 8lbs 2oz. She was just so swollen from the delivery that she weighed a lot more but even still she was much bigger than all the other babies in the nursery. She's gonna be a tall girl (definitely not her mother's genes) and she's nice and chubby and healthy. Everyone is just so in love with her -- she's such a pretty baby (I'm slightly biased - but it's true) and she makes such cute faces and noises and all her family just loves to stare at her. She has had a lot of trouble nursing though. I just can't get her to latch on and STAY on. She's able to suck but she just won't stay where she needs to to get any milk. So, we're pumping (a rather monotonous process) and still trying to get her to latch on. Hopefully at her first doctor's appointment next week her pediatrician can give me some tips. LJ also got to meet her Aunt Tracy and Uncle Darren this weekend, and Aunt Tracy was very good at getting her to settle down if she was fussy. Grandma Seegmiller has been helping with her at our house and she has been our savior. I would be beyond exhausted if she wasn't there to make sure I rest and drink and take it easy. Other than the nursing and the fact that she sleeps during the day and is wide awake at night, baby Lindsay is a gem of a baby. She likes her crib (she sleeps just fine all by herself) but mostly she likes snuggling and snoozing with her daddy and mommy.

More pics to come!

Well after my doctor's appointment on Monday I started having contractions that continually lasted all day long. I called my doctor's office around 3 and told them that I'd been having contractions 5 minutes apart for the past 5 hours so they told me to head over to labor and delivery. Once we got there they saw I was dilated to a four and decided to admit me then they gave me my epidural (I don't understand how women DON'T get the meds) and we just waited to dilate more.

Well - I dilated just about a centimeter and hour so around 12:30 a.m. I was 9 cm; however, for the following 4 hours I just would NOT dilate any more. Some little piece of cervix was hanging around there that wouldn't let me dilate any farther. I was getting quite frustrated, not to mention beyond exhausted and finally at around 5:30 I reached a 10 and I was finally able to get to the pushing point.

I pushed for 3 hours straight but she was just way too big be able to make her way all the way out. We pushed from EVERY angle and her head and all her hair was visible but she just couldn't get all they way down because the doctor thought her shoulders might be stuck. So at 8:30 a.m. I just could NOT push any more. I was literally falling asleep between contractions I was so exhausted and then waking up to push again once another one came on. The doctor said she looked like she was just too big -- none of us had predicted she would be as big as she was -- and especially too big for the size of my body.

I was nearly dead with exhaustion when they wheeled me into the OR for a C-section. They draped me and then proceeded to pull her out. Again, they did not realize how big she was for my body and they literally were pushing on every area of my upper body to get her out. Eventually they had to use a vacuum on her head and she finally made her appearance! She was 8lb 13 ounces (ironically the same weight as me when I was born) and was so swollen from being in the birth canal for so long and then being vacuumed out.

Her swelling has since gone down (no luck for mom though - she is beyond swollen all over) and she is the most beautiful baby! She only cries when she needs something and already loves the boys. She loves to just be held by them so she can just stare at them with her blue eyes.

We should be able to leave the hospital tomorrow as I am healing much quicker than they thought. My belly hurts from my incision and my lower parts are still tender (I have the pains of a woman who delivered vaginally AND a woman who had a C-Section) but I'm able to walk around and only really have pain if I move wrong. So----we've made a cute slide show of pictures of our beautiful baby girl. She took a long time getting here (17 long hours), but we already can't imagine life without her.

My doctor must hate me ---- no child will be born today unless she decides to come on her own accord. But at least I'm dilated to a 3 and having a lot of contractions (just never regular and they seem to stop any time I try to time them). Oh well -- he said he will expect me to deliver in the next couple of days but that's probably what's said to every woman who's overdue in order to pacify them so that they don't accidentally (or purposefully) kill someone. We'll see what happens :)

Friday at the latest!

Tomorrow just may be the day! I have my appointment at 8 a.m. and since I'll be two days overdue I hope my doctor will just induce me then. If would if I was him -- I'm not a happy camper :( I will die of a combination of hugeness, sleep deprivation, and acute back pain if I have to wait any longer. However, my feet swelling reduced just enough for me to fit into some nice shoes I've been waiting to wear - so that makes me feel a little better. I've been living in flips for the last 2 months because the size of my feet and ankles are comparable to that of a gestating elephant. It is one thing I can't wait to go back to normal!

So pray for me that my doctor will take pity on me and hopefully by this time tomorrow we will be in the birthing process!