Today I took Izabella to get her first haircut. I wanted to cry as Carrie was doing it because it was making her look like a big girl and not a baby anymore. Carrie did such an awsome job and I love the new cut, but I dont like that my baby girl is growing up so quickly. Just to think two years ago today was June 25th, the day I ended up in the hospital for the last time. My doctor finally decided to keep me and induce because I was having contractions and they were strong but I wasnt dialating but when the nurse said that they were going to send me home, I refused and told her I am done and I am not going home until I have this baby, so she called my doctor and he admitted me. I was suppose to get induced at 4pm and then it got to move to 11pm and finally I got induced on the 26th of june at 5am. The doctor was trying to see if my my cervics would dialate on its own but nope.
Let me tell you if something ever happened where the baby machine started to work again on its own I will NEVER EVER get induced again, it was worse than going into labor on my own.
But back to the hair cut experience. Amazingly Izabella did great and sat still while Carrie was cutting her hair.
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