Just about 11 weeks ago Daddy and I woke up at 6:45 am. We showered and got dressed. We made our way to the hospital. It was a calm, peaceful day. The sun was shining and we listened to Carole King’s “Tapestry” album as we drove to the hospital. We remarked how amazing it was to not be rushed or running frantically to the hospital. We signed in at the hospital and made our way to the 2nd floor, labor and delivery. We took a picture under the Labor and Delivery sign.
The nurses prepped me for surgery. I was very nervous but all the nurses were so kind and they kept me calm. I was given an epidural. It wasn’t horrible but it did take her 5 tries. At the time I thought that was normal. I learned later, that no, that was definitely not normal. After my epidural kicked in the nurses wheeled me to the operating room. I was excited and scared and had no idea what to expect. The procedure had been explained to me by nurses and my doctor, but still I wasn’t sure exactly how everything would happen. Daddy was soon seated by my side and I could hear the doctor’s talking. They started right away and within minutes they could see you in my belly. They knew you were going to be a big girl by the length and size of your legs! Everyone was a flurry about what a big girl you were and before I knew it they were holding you up for daddy to see. It was 10:57 in the morning. They whisked you over to the scale and I still hadn’t heard you cry. I asked them why you weren’t crying and as if right on cue, you started wailing. It was the most precious little cry I’ve ever heard. You weighed in at 11 lbs, 2 oz. You were quite the big baby and all the nurses cooed about how precious you were. They brought you over to me all bundled up and I swear you smiled at me. We took our first family picture. I’m glad they took this picture because these first few moments are fuzzy in my mind, but the it’s clear from the picture baby girl, you made us so very happy.
They finished sewing me up and I was wheeled to recovery. You and daddy made your way to the pediatrician. Your blood sugar was low and you needed some special care immediately to bring it back to normal levels. After about an hour they took me up to my room and you were taken to the nursery. It would be 12 hours until I would see you again. I was exhausted and on so many pain killers that those first couple of hours are pretty much a haze for me. Finally, at midnight the nurse came in and said that if I could get up and walk I could go and see you! I was determined to get myself out of that bed and down the hall to you. Daddy helped me walk down the hall to you. At first the nurse didn’t want me to hold you. To this day I don’t understand why. I had only held you twice in 12 hours and I was aching to have you in my arms. I wasn’t rude, but I told the nurse that I would absolutely be scooping you up and holding you. And that is what I did. Words don’t exist to describe how amazing it was to hold you. My heart was literally beating out of my chest. The world melted away. It was just me and you. I stared down at you and your little face took the very breath right out of my chest. In the tiny palm of your tiny hand my heart took up residence. That very minute little girl. I swear. I haven’t seen it since.
We weren’t able to take you back to our room because your blood sugar was still not stable. And eventually you were moved to the NICU because you needed even more specialized care. Daddy and I spent your first few days visiting you in the NICU. You had many visitors there and every day you got stronger and better. On the 4th day my doctor was ready to discharge me and we prayed your doctor would be ready to discharge you. Thankfully, your blood sugars were stable and you were ready to go home with us. We got you ready to go in your car seat and carefully made our way home. You looked so cute in your going home outfil all snuggled into your car seat.
Our first night home with you was amazing. You seemed to fit right in with us and our little family was created. You slept pretty well the first night. I stayed awake all night just staring at you. I was too excited to have you there with us to sleep! Eventually I was able to sleep and we spent the first few weeks of your life just soaking you in and enjoying everything about you.
Sweet Sophia, you were born on 11-11-13 at 10:57 am. I saw a commercial today that put it into words perfectly. Yes, I made you sweet Sophia. But you? You made me a mother. And you made me and daddy your family. It’s been a whirlwind 11 weeks. And every minute I have cherished being your mother and daddy, your father. You surprise us every single day and we are in awe of the blessing you are. From the day you were born, to this very minute and I’m quite certain for all the rest of my days- you precious girl are the greatest thing I’ve ever known.