Friday, June 3, 2011

Amanda...

I remember the day we went to the hospital to have Amanda. It was a very blustery day, unpredictable type of weather. Very much like today was

My pregnancy had been relatively uneventful. Considering all we had gone through to have a full-term pregnancy that, in and of itself, is quite extraordinary. I had plenty of heartburn, morning-sickness that lasted the entire day and pregnancy. I was happy to have any and all "discomfort" because it meant my baby was doing her "thing" inside of me!

It was originally planned that I would be induced 10 days early but around WK 36 lil miss sunshine still had her cute little noggin stuck up under my right rib and she was happily kicking her feet on my bladder.

I was pretty disappointed as I had planned to have a birth doula assist in bringing our little girl into this world semi-naturally. The disappointment faded away to excitement as the now scheduled c-section was approaching. I had the best OB/GYN in the World (Dr. Mike Davis...props)! I knew we were in good hands.

We checked into Labor & Delivery and within minutes I was in a hospital gown being poked and prodded, joking with the nurses about my temperamental and very elusive veins. I got really excited when my wonderful doctor walked in the room to see how I was doing. He quietly walked over to the saline IV that was attached to my hand and gently pressed it to get the fluids into me....and the nurse scolding him for doing it. My L&D nurse was funny and made me laugh quite a bit. I wish that I had gotten her name!

The nurse walked me to the operating room, holding my IV like a wedding train. My doctor and about 100 people were waiting for us (okay...maybe not quite that many people but there were quite a few). They had music playing in the background. My doctor made a comment to one of the songs "that is perfect for today"....wish I could remember the name of the song that was playing when he said that.

Within minutes of going into the operating room we could hear the cries of our sweet little miss Amanda! Music to my ears (that will play very loudly over the coming months, years, etc). She was born on March 11, 2008 at 1:20pm (it was a Tuesday), she weighed 8 lbs 12 ozs. She has filled our days with so much joy...no wonder I love celebrating her birthday so very much!!

April 2010 our little girl was diagnosed with Polyarticulate Juvenile Idiopathic Arthritis which most of you know and have shared our struggle with. Amanda has bee such an inspiration to me this last year with all she has been through with this awful disease (and continues to struggle with). Her beautiful smile and sweet personality fill me with an incredible amount of joy! I am one very proud momma!!

Her name? Amanda Grace Elizabeth.....so many! We had the big book of baby names when we went to the hospital but none had been decided on definitively. I couldn't get the Barry Manilow song "Mandy" out of my head when the nurses were prepping me for the delivery....that's why Amanda. Grace, that's my Godmother's name. Elizabeth....totally random. Where did your name come from?

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