Here she is with her big sister:
Big sister, Sidney, is not all that impressed. The novelty of having a new sister wore off really fast when the baby pooped and everyone made a big deal about it. Nobody thinks it's all that great when Sidney craps her pants anymore so I suppose she is thinking, What's the big deal, I do that every day? When I came to the hospital shortly after the momentous crappy diaper, I said, "What do you think of your sister?" and she said, "Baby stinks."
Beth still hasn't decided on a name so we've been calling her Gargamel. She is going to wait until tomorrow because she is so drugged up and loopy and exhausted right now. She was scheduled to have a c-section this morning at 8 am, but went into labor last night and went through several hours of contractions until they brought her into the operating room around 3:30. Fun! So she's had no sleep, pain, been cut practically in half, had a person removed from her abdomen, and had her fundus massaged repeatedly. If you don't know what that is, believe me when I tell you that nothing makes you want to punch a nurse in the face as much as when they massage your fundus after a c-section. I wouldn't even want my fundus massaged on a normal day, much less on a surgery day. Leave my fundus alone!