Today my baby girl turned 4 years-old. So hard to believe that much time has gone by & she's not such a baby anymore!
Last night Ray and I were talking about the day she was born. Call me a bad parent, but I don't remember what day of the week it was, I don't remember the exact time and I barely remember the first time I saw her! So sad! We had been in the hospital for close to a week. She did NOT want to come out. Since she wasn't in any distress they figured she'd just come out when she was ready, but even with pitocin she STILL wasn't making her way out. I was pretty miserable, had an infection and was pretty blurry for most of the week....or so it seemed. By the time they realized she was stuck and not coming out I was so ready to go!
I remember that the woman who had a c-section before me named her daughter Emma and the doctor who delivered Emma had a daughter named Emma. I remember she was teeny tiny and no one told me there would be all kinds of gunk on her eye lids, but after that, since it seemed my anesthesia was wearing off and I could feel everything going on, the anesthesiologist (my favorite person in that room after Ray and Emma left) just decided to knock me out.
I remember how beautiful she was when I really got to get a good look at her. How she was so long she barely fit in the hospital bassinette. How I couldn't wait to take her home and start our lives as a family. How scared I was to take her home!
I couldn't be more proud and lucky to have her in my life. She makes me laugh everyday, even if it is the same knock knock joke told over and over again.
Happy Birthday my little sweet pea! I love you more than I could ever say!
I remember that week well! I remember being so upset when I found out you were being induced the same day I was leaving for Vegas for work. Then while I was in Vegas I called everyday multiple times a day to find out what was going on. Luckily she waited for me to get home!! I remember spending Saturday at the hospital and she STILL didn't come. Then I remember them breaking your water at 10pm Saturday so we thought for sure she would be here by 10am Sunday morning. We went home for the night and then Daddy called at 7am to say you were at 9cm. So we got up and headed to the hospital. Then she STILL didn't come!! Finally they took you in for your c-section and she was born Sunday afternoon. I don't remember the exact time, but it was after 3pm. I went to see you in recovery just as you were waking up and the first thing you said was "Does she look Asian?" I was bummed that she was in the nursery and only grandparents & parents were allowed to go in. Then David showed up and walked right into the nursery and got to see her!!! So annoying that I follow rules!!! :) I remember that when she finally made it to your room in Mother/Baby I was the first to hold her. It was one of the best days ever...I love that little girl!!!
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