It had been a pretty uneventful pregnancy...horrible morning sickness, backaches, the usual. This pregnancy, however, was following a miscarried pregnancy. So to all of a sudden be in pre-term (late pre term...but still) labor was terrifying. Was my baby going to be okay? Was I going to be okay? My baby has to be okay. Hours went by...I lay in that hospital bed waiting for the inevitable. She WAS coming, it was just a matter of time. We were on her time. Surrounded by the people I love...people that love me, I gave birth to my beautiful baby girl, Hannah Leigh, at 8:38am on this day 5 weeks ago. She was early... tiny, 4lbs 15 oz 18.5" long, but came out screaming. The best cry I've ever heard. She spent 11 days in the NICU just to be monitored and properly fed. We visited her everyday. I tried my hardest to not cry everyday. Staying strong for her was my only inspiration.
She came home Saturday August 6th. The day of my baby shower :)
Life since then has been filled with diaper changes, feedings, breast-pumping, washing bottles, laundry, late nights and up-all-nights. Not to mention...oodles of cute pictures, laughing at silly baby faces, and non-stop cuddling. I have never felt so much love. Will I ever come down from this high?
I sure hope not.
In the NICU
Going home!
4 weeks old
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