Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Lilah’s Story
Friday morning didn’t come soon enough. The days leading up to my planned cesarean seemed to drag on forever. And as any pregnant woman in her last few days can tell you, you start to get a little crazy. And isn’t it funny how no matter how badly you wish the day would come, you always find yourself wishing it didn’t come and go so fast? I do. Even as I sit here and type, my little Lilah is only five days old and I can’t believe I really just had a baby, stayed in a hospital and am already home. I guess some things are meant to be, and Lilah is one of them.
So back to Friday- we got to get up early (4am!). I was surprisingly calm as I walked into the hospital knowing that in a few short hours I would have a baby. It was still dark out, the hospital was calm and quiet and I got all settled in a small L&D room. Wrist bands, IV, hospital gowns, the whole thing. I kept glancing at the clock wishing time would go by quicker. John and I didn’t talk about much, just watched some TV and made the occasional comment on wishing the time would go by faster. I remained quite calm until I saw my doctor walk in around 6:45am. He looked ready to go and it finally hit me that I actually was having a baby! When I finally did get the OK to head to the OR things started happening quickly. John had to wait outside while I got my spinal. I started shaking I was so nervous and remember saying to my doctor that getting an epidural is a lot easier when your in labor! My doctor asked me what kind of music I wanted to listen to and I wasn’t sure what he was talking about- until I realized that he brought his ipod. He ended up turning on some salsa music and joked that the baby might come out moving her hips! John came in and just like that the surgery began. (Okay I have to say- when John told me that they had already started cutting me open I thought to myself “Aren’t we going to have a prayer first??”) The surgery went quick and the next thing I knew I heard my doctor say “Who wants to see a baby?” and John jumped up with the camera. As soon as they held her up over the curtain a huge feeling of relief came over me. I made it! She’s here! Everyone is okay! “She’s screaming!” My doctor said. “As long she doesn’t scream for three months” I said. “Oh no, that would be terrible. I don’t think she will. I have a good feeling about this one.” was his response. So far, he’s been right. Lilah is the kind of baby the phrase “sleep like a baby” comes from. We are only hoping that she stays this way!
Our recovery room was great- big, beautiful and most importantly, private. John got to stay with us every night and all the nurses were so nice. Some friends of ours from church had a baby two days before and we got the room right next to them so John had a buddy to hang out with when Lilah and I got boring. The food was very good and all in all the stay was wonderful! The best part of course was being able to bring home a healthy baby. So far Lilah is a great baby. I’m trying to enjoy her as a newborn, because I know it goes by so quickly, and even though I am excited for her to grow and be able to go do things as a family, I know that her time as a newborn is short and I want to cherish every moment I can. I finally believe all my friends and family members who told me that yes, you will love your second baby as much as your first! Lilah is like a dream come true. A dream John and I have had since before we even knew each other and are beyond grateful we were able to help our Heavenly Father in bringing her to this earth. We love you Lilah, and will be here for you for and with you for every step you take on your journey through life!
(even though I hate lima beans.)