Presenting:

Whitney June Paxton
Born: August 19, 2008
7:38 AM
Weight: 7 pounds 4.9 ounces
Length: 19.5 inches



She's finally arrived! Yeah! We are SO happy to announce the birth of our baby girl:
Whitney June

She is a perfect little bundle who loves to sleep, eat and dirty her diaper.
She is so cute, and we couldn't be more excited!

Labor & Delivery Story:
I (Krista) woke up around 4:30 AM on Monday morning with some contractions that weren't too bad. When my contractions were consistently 5 minutes apart, we decided to head to the hospital. My contractions weren't THAT bad, but they were 5 minutes apart. We really didn't want to be sent home, but we also didn't want me to be too progressed for that long-awaited epidural. We packed our car with all of our "stuff" (including Bart's backpack) and headed to the hospital.

When we arrived, I was only at a 1.5 cm. BOOO! I was so sad, but they said that they'd check me again in an hour before they'd admit me to Labor and Delivery. When she came back to check me, my contractions were getting a lot worse, and I was still ONLY at a 1.5 cm! Ugh! The hospital contacted my doctor and he said, that I should walk around the hospital and then get checked again. Walk around the hospital? In that stylish gown? Stopping every 4-5 minutes to hunch over in pain? Okay, sure!
We visited a variety of areas in the hospital including the gift shop, the quad by the dental school, the heart hospital, the cancer hospital and so much more.
After walking for a couple of hours I was admitted to the hospital.
Around 1 AM, I got my epidural. (That was the best part of the entire thing.) About 5 hours later, I was ready to push. My doctor came a little later and said that he needed to leave. Was he as grossed out at this sight as I was? No- he had a c-section he had to do right then. Another doctor was on her way. I started to feel some (okay.. a lot) of pain a little bit after he left. And before I knew it- I couldn't stop her from coming. The second doctor had not arrived yet, and I couldn't stop from pushing. The nurse ran to get the 4th-year-resident. All I remember was people saying, "There's not time, just put those tarps down. She's coming." I was really in some pain at this point and SO exhausted. All I could do was close my eyes and listen to Bart count for me. And then, all of a sudden, her head popped out. Followed, in the next push, by her body. What? She was out? I tried so hard to look up and open my eyes. I was SO tired.
I remember Bart carrying her over to me to lay her on my tummy. She popped open her pretty little eyes and stuck out her tongue. So cute. It was a special moment, and well worth the 4o weeks and 5 days I was pregnant.

We are so lucky to have such a sweet baby who seems to look a little older every time I look at her. Bart is a great daddy, who loves "his girl" more than he ever thought he could. It is the best to see them together.

Here's some shots of our little one. We are tired- but couldn't be happier! We love Whitney.

Here's me in my final hours as a pregnant girl.


Whitney's first pictures.
This is her being cleaned off.
She has her eyes wide open.
Bart thought she looked like me
when her eyes were swollen.


All cleaned off and in mommy's arms. Can you tell I am beat?


This is her 'concerned' look.


I love her pretty little eyes.


She must love getting her picture taken.
Look how she smiles for the camera!



All packed-up and ready to head home.


I love this picture because she
looks like she did in her first ultra sound picture.



The first visit to the doctor.

Whitney with dad. So cute!