It’s been almost exactly a week since my water broke and the phone tree started ringing.
“She’s on her way to the hospital!”
I immediately felt the peace and love of dozens of praying people. With each text message and message passed on by Mom, I felt even more supported and uplifted.
She has no trouble letting you know exactly what she needs, and that she needs it now (read: she’s got a good pair of lungs!). And she eats, and eats, and eats. Apparently that’s what a baby needs when she’s born at almost 10 lbs!
Those are about all the words I have time for right now. It’s hard to believe she’s been on the outside for almost a week…
I know what you really want is to see pictures anyway. So, here they are:
It looked so good to me, I just had to stick my toes in too. Oh! And here’s that pretty pedicure I was talking about in this post. Sorry to say, the soothing aquamarine toes were not the relaxation method during labor I thought they would be. Dang it.