A New Life Has Begun!!

Welcome Hallie Marie Murphy!!

So here's the run down on things...
Her name was created from a Great friends husband who knew we were calling our baby "trout" and that we like fishing. He loves to hunt and fish and so he was being creative coming up with all kinds of names with that reference or theme. (See picture to understand)

When I was reading them out loud to Chase we got to the Hali name and looked at each other and thought "hmm, that's actually kind of cute". Also, Chase said that's one of his favorite fish. We had already planned on having her middle name be mine if it was a girl and his if it was a boy. So since we ended up with a girl her middle name was going to be Marie. We didn't like the spelling with just one "L" and ending it off with just an "I" so we added the extra "L" and ending of "IE" like in my middle name.

Monday, April 9, 2012:
I got up to go to work like any normal Monday with a feeling of nausea/dizziness. That's typical since I was hospitalized for that back in January. I was also having what I thought were more contraction type feelings not the "braxton hix" like I had been having in the last few weeks/months. I had starting having these types of "contraction" feelings on Thursday but they weren't very regular so I went on about my business. This time I started keeping track because this day it seemed to be coming more frequent and stronger. So by 9 am I was consistently having these pains. I also lost my "plug" and was a little concerned about the time frame of loosing this and going into labor. I heard some people can go days, weeks with loosing this and others it takes just mere hours and they have their baby. I called my doctor after letting co-workers know and getting their thoughts. My doctor wanted me to come in and get checked early. I had a scheduled appointment for that afternoon but apparently since the contractions were happening every 5 to 10 minutes consistently she wanted to see me. I went in and she checked me out, said I was 1 cm dilated and also said if they become less than 5 minutes in 2 hours then to call her back. She thought it would be 24 to 48 hours I could have her. I had a scheduled c-section a week prior because for a while she had been breech and still had not turned. The chances of the doctor being able to move her physically was slim to none because: this being my first child, my size, her butt was down instead of her legs, her legs were folded in her face (shaped like a taco), and the placenta was in the front near her face and not in the back like it's suppose to be. I was told to go to work and if the contractions were less than 5 minutes apart or my water broke she didn't think anything was wrong. I went home and suffered through supper and kept track of them. By 9 pm I was in so much pain that it was ridiculous to think I could continue the night with them and go to work the next day. I had been keeping track and they were less than 5 minutes apart. I called my doctor's office and the on-call doctor that night happened to be MY DOCTOR! What's the chance? She said "come in to the hospital and they can check me out". She didn't think I was close but little did she know, she was Wrong! At 11:30 I was 80% effaced and still 1 cm dilated. My doctor finally came in and checked on me and brought in an ultrasound machine to see if she was still breech (She was) and then checked me again. I was at 2 cm and when she said "you're at 2 cm, let's go! You will be having your baby in 2 hours!" I looked at Chase and said Whoa. Then I looked back at her and said "For Sure? You are for Real? You aren't joking with me?" She said "No, it's Time!!" So, I text my mom and told her and Chase text his mom to let them know. I text M'Rhea who had told me she wanted to know no matter what time it was if anything happens, so I did. She came to the hospital to be with me until my mom came. She held my hand when they were putting the IV in my arm and watched them prep me for the surgery. I was nervous cause I hate needles and the thought of them cutting me open and maybe not sewing it back properly and all the other fears of being in a hospital relying on someone to do their job hopefully correct is a little nerve racking. I had to keep thinking "God is in Control" and "Do Not be Anxious, Do Not be Discouraged, for the Lord is with you wherever you go." M'Rhea was a HUGE help! I was shaking from nerves I thought I was having a seizure...