The last 48 hours have been incredible.
As you may have seen in the update from yesterday, I got the call from Tim late Friday night, and headed directly to the hospital in New Haven. Let me just say that driving from the Cape to southern Connecticut at midnight is the way to go. NO TRAFFIC. Add a little red bull and the drive seems to just fly by!
I got to the hospital at 3, (yes, AM.) and Kate had just gotten her epidural and was in a great mood! We had a great night--no real sleeping for anyone, lots of excitement and giggling. And watching outtakes from "Knocked Up". Very appropriate.
The sun came up, contractions were getting crazy (not that Kate noticed many of the horrible ones, thank you anesthesia.) and Tim thought that he was a pro at reading the stream of paper from the contraction monitor. A particularly large one spiked on the paper and he said, "WOW! That one looks like a house I drew one time!" Almost professional....
So the afternoon progressed...slowly. It was a lot of hurry up and wait. There was one little scare when Emily's heart rate dropped pretty quickly. The room was flooded with nurses for a sec, but it seemed that the little punk (that would be Miss Emily) grabbed and squeezed her cord for a moment. Kate threatened to ground her if she pulled something like that again.
Tim's mom, (my sweet Auntie Jan) arrived in the afternoon, and Kate's parents came too, and when things were moving along, we headed to the waiting room. Tim kept coming out to update us, and at 4 PM she started pushing! The nurse would come out every half hour or to to keep us updated, and that was wonderful. With the last update, the nurse said that the next update would be the baby's arrival.
The best part: When the nurse came out at about 6, we all held our breath, still not knowing anything, and she said, "Who's Sarah?" I raised my hand and she gave me the wave and said, "Let's go."
I have never jumped up and run faster in my entire life.
When I got to the room, they had JUST put the baby on Kate's chest, the room was buzzing, and the nurse said, "you have a camera, right??" Uh, yes, I definitely have that. The tears of joy came fast and furious, but I managed to take as many pictures as I could! I felt like the luckiest person in the world, being in there, part of such an incredible moment. Won't ever forget that, not as long as I live.
The elation of the day came to a halt for a moment when Tim and Kate found out that what we thought was a hip dislocation during labor ended up being a more serious condition with her right femur. For the night, no one knew what it was, what it meant, if there might be more terrifying news coming. By this morning though, they know that she has an isolated condition called Proximal Focal Femoral Deficiency, and it will require further work with an orthopedist, we're not certain to what extent yet. But there is a plan, and she will do wonderfully, how can she now with such amazing parents?
Since they finally know what is happening with her leg, they can go back to focusing on the sheer joy that a beautiful baby girl brings. Tim is debating what Olympic sport she will play, and Kate is hoping beyond hope that there is some sleep in her future. They are going home tomorrow, getting to the business of adoring their little bundle of joy, and I am counting the days until I can get back to lover her up some more. (6, in case anyone is wondering.)
To Kate: I am amazed by you. Your composure and strength throughout that long night and day of laboring was incredible. You looked beautiful, were glowing through it all, even when you were throwing up ever so gracefully. (seriously, it was graceful. I am glad I was there to see it.) You are already the most natural mother, as I knew you would be, and I am thankful that you are part of my family, and love you so much!
To Tim: Dude. It looked like a house you drew?? I had no idea that labor would be so fun. It helps when someone else is laboring, I suppose. I did not think it was possible to love you more, or feel closer to you, but I do. I am so very proud of you, you have created a life that you love, and have an incredible wife and a gorgeous daughter to prove it. Thank you for letting me be a part of all of this. I will never forget this, not as long as live and breathe.
To my darling Emily: Sweetest girl, welcome to the world. I want to tell you how lucky you are to have the mom and dad that you do, that you already have your grandparents wrapped around your little fingers, not to mention your Uncle Pete, and Aunt Kathy. I want to tell you how lucky you are to have cousins waiting for you to be big enough to play with...girls girls everywhere! And Sam to be your protector. I want to tell you how lucky you are that you are surrounded by more love than many people get in their lifetime, but I realize the REAL truth. WE are the lucky ones, baby girl. We have YOU.