After laboring all through the night, I didn't progress. Everyone went home except for Dale and Sherri and my mom finally arrived too. They got to a point where they wanted to get things to progress, so they gave me some pitocin (sp?). They gave me a total of two doses and each time the heart rate of the baby (we didn't know if it was a girl or boy yet) kept going down. Then came the news that I didn't want to hear. I was going to have to have a C-section, the ONE thing I didn't want to do, but it had to be done. This decision was made at 3:15 pm and we were whisked away to surgery.
Here we were right before
And at 3:28pm Elizabeth Lyn Durfee joined us and made us the Durfee Family. Because she was five weeks early, they were scared that her lungs hadn't developed completely, and they were right. I didn't get to see any of this first hand because I was on the operating table, but JJ said he could see she was struggling to breathe. I felt bad for him because he didn't know if he should go with her to the NICU or if he should stay with me. I told him to go with her, as I would be fine. They let me hold her for a split second before they whisked her away. The doctor told us she was stable, but she would have to spend a few more days there in the NICU until they could take her off the oxygen and have her breathe on her own. She was 5lbs 13oz, and while that is small, she was one of the biggest babies in that NICU and I consider us very fortunate for that.
Here we are in the recovery room. I was thankful that there were other "ears" there to listen to what the doctor said because I was in and out of it the whole time.
This was JJ with Lizzie for the first time.
Here we were right before I got to see her for the first time. This was later the next day that I actually got to see her and then I couldn't even hold her right away either.
My first time seeing my Peaches
First Durfee Family Picture
We finally got to hold her, but only with the oxygen close by
Daddy and Lizzie
Me with Lizzie
Another one with Daddy
Of course she got jaundice too, so they had to put her in the lights and gave her these little sunglasses.
Here she is "basking" in the light
And after 9 days in the NICU she got to come "home" with us to the hotel. We left on the airplane the next day. They had me on a pumping scheule of every three hours, but of course she wasn't on that schedule necessarily, so we were concerned that she didn't want to eat and I really needed her to eat!!
She has brought us so much joy over the last 7 years and I still look at her and can't believe she is ours!! Here are some more pictures of her over the years on each of her birthdays.
Just starting to walk
This was on her actual 1st birthday
In her party dress
Enjoying her cake!!
Opening presents on her 2nd birthday
Blowing out candles
More candles, but a year later on her 3rd birthday
The three of us on her third birthday
Her first birthday as a big sister
4th birthday party at Chuck E Cheese
With her friends
Celebrating at daycare
Opening presents
At Red Robin on her 5th birthday
Her birthday party, her first slumber party
Princess cake for a princess!
Enjoying cake at her 6th birthday party
Blowing out candles on her cake at her 6th birthday
Vegas has a different meaning to us. What happens in Vegas doesn't always stay in Vegas!! She is a blessing in SO many ways and has a great birth story to go with it!! Today we celebrated by going to Red Robin and to Menchies. Tomorrow is her birthday party, so I will be posting pictures later!!
Happy 7th Birthday Lizzabear!!!

