Becca’s Swing- Mama’s salvation
Mama’s tiny baby<3
I am still the little coat rack
Grandma Grace came to visit- she was delighted to see me
My Story
Becca’s Swing- Mama’s salvation
Mama’s tiny baby<3
I am still the little coat rack
Grandma Grace came to visit- she was delighted to see me
After 5 days in the Hospital I got to come home.
Family Picture:
Daddy laid me across his chest to show how small I was.
Introducing me to Hunter the family Dog.
I was born on Tuesday Grandma was already here. Grandpa came on Friday. I came home on Saturday. Here are a few pictures of me and my Grandma and Grandpa Ball!
In this picture my mom and I look so much alike. That is what I look like now!
Aunt Kathie(who just got home from Vienna), Aunt Angie’s head, and Little me.
They called this position the coat rack.
These were my mom and I’s hospital bracelets
I am Turpin, Girl Michele :)
My mom says “Once I was called Girl Turpin –CUTE!”
“We took a lot of precautions with you. We rented a Doppler. This let us listen to your heartbeat anytime we wanted! It was so comforting!” this is what my Mama said.
This is my Hospital Picture taken the same day I was born.
I was born at 4:45 Tuesday December 5th.
I weighed 4 pounds and 12 ounces. I was 17 1\2 inches long.
I was 6 weeks premature.
This has all of the information on it like what time, doctor, date, weight, ect.
Grandma Ball and I
Proud Papa and I
This hung on my hospital crib.
My Daddy said that this was the happiest day in his life :)
Grandma Ball remembers…”Jason was so cute!He first made sure Shelly was OK, but then he followed Becca everywhere. He helped with her bath. He was so excited!”
This is Mama when she was 13 weeks pregnant with me.
This is Mama when she was 15 weeks pregnant with me.
“We were having some problems, so we had an ultrasound at 10 weeks. Then at 17 weeks we had an ultrasound and learned you were a GIRL!” This is what my mom said and I didn’t know how to rephrase it. So it stays as is.
(this one has a sticker that wasn’t coming off so it stayed too!)
“We continued to have problems. ON October 29,1995 we finally had to be admitted to Utah Valley Regional Medical Center. We were really drugged and had tons of tests. We spent five weeks in the hospital. It was a blessing for you. This way we avoided 3 months of NICU!(Neonatal Intensive Care Unit)”