So, my pumpkin is 7 (no way) weeks old and I'm already missing those first few moments we had with her. I feel like she is growing up a tad bit too quickly (they were right about that, too!) so I'm writing her birth story while it's still fresh in my mind.
Because my princess was breech (head up, feet down....aka not the way she was supposed to be!) we had a scheduled C-section. Her sweet doctor (Dr. Nancy Lin) let us choose her birthday, as long as it was after 39 weeks. Of course I chose the first day possible, which also happened to be my favorite number....7! August 7, 2012.....has a nice ring to it, huh?! :) the surgery was scheduled for "noonish" so we checked in for our big day at 10 am at Providence Milwaukie (conveniently located less than 5 minutes from our home)! My sweet mama followed us there and helped me get through all of the pokes and pre-procedure pain (the IV was the worst part of all!). Everything was so fast...they pumped me full of all kinds of fluids and medications, introduced me to so many people, and asked me close to a thousand questions. Before I knew it, it was time for me to go back to the delivery room. My mom and Grammy (who came about an hour after we arrived) sent me off with lots of prayers and hugs. I was pretty nervous, but overall I had a sense of peace. I knew Harlow and I were in good Hands. I got to the operating room where they gave me a spinal (a lot like an epidural) to numb me. Ron wasn't allowed in the room for that....God bless the nurse who allowed me to squeeze the life out of her! Before I even knew the spinal was started, my legs became realllly heavy and tingly. They called Ron into the room, Dr. Lin arrived, scrubbed in and we were good to go! Oh, except we were still missing the other doctor who was a little late due to his lunch at McDonalds.....don't talk about greasy deliciousness sir, I haven't eaten in almost 24 hours. Ok back to the c-section. I had NO idea they had sliced me open until they were a good 3 minutes in and my whole body was swaying back and forth from all the tugging! To not feel anything, that's some good medicine right there! The surgery seemed so fast! Before I knew it, the anesthesiologist was saying "OH! There's a foot! There's her back! Oh yep, definitely a girl! WOW she has a lot of hair! Dad, LOOK! Here she is!". Ron looked over the curtain (reluctantly, knowing I was cut wide open), turned pale as can be, and said, "Holy cow babe she has a ton of hair,". He may or may not have been teary-eyed ;)! I didn't know what to say or do, I was in shock... I was a MOM! After that, we heard that glorious first scream! Ahhh music to my ears! Ron rushed over to see his girl while I was being sewn up and snapped some pics (against the rules, shh!). Finalllllly after what seemed like an eternity, the nurse brought her to me. I was wonderstruck.....what a beautiful blessing and a perfect little 7 pound, 8 ounce, 19.5 inch long baby girl.
The next few days were pure bliss! Friends and family couldn't come quick enough when they heard the news of her arrival...I must say she already has quite a few peeps wrapped around that cute squishy finger of hers :)
Seven weeks later and Ron and I couldn't be more in love with this little sweetheart. We feel so lucky to be Harlow's parents and cannot WAIT to see our little munchkin grow and develop more every day. Mommy and Daddy love you so much Harlie Bean!! xoxo
