Lilah Rae Willis – 1 Week Old
Exactly 12 weeks ago today, this little sweetheart came into the world. In honor of her 12 week birthday, I’m sharing a bit of her birth story that I wrote down for her. I took out a few of the gory details for your enjoyment.
For my littlest Lilah Rae… The story of your birthday, October 23rd, 2014.
I will NEVER forget that moment. They put your little, wet body on my tummy and I was instantly relieved. I’m so glad we have a video of this part because I probably wouldn’t remember what we said or did, but I’ve watched it a hundred times so I know it by heart. I instantly smiled and talked and almost acted like I had felt no pain at all. I kept saying, “My baby! Little baby! Are you mine?” I looked at Daddy and said, “We have a baby!” My sister finally said, “What kind of baby?!” I didn’t hear her and was so in shock that we still didn’t look to see if you were a boy or girl. I just kept rubbing my hands on your back and saying, “Are you mine?” Finally, after about a minute, you were still lower on my tummy and face-down so I said, “I can’t even see your face!” The nurse flipped you over and Daddy kissed me and said, “You call it.” I opened up you’re little legs, gasped, and looked at daddy with the biggest smile and the most shocked face… “IT’S A GIRL!!!” Daddy choked back tears and kissed my face and we both fell in love all over again.
We spent the next hour… just the 3 of us… snuggling. Daddy and I studied your eyes and hands and lips. I kissed your cheeks and you laid on my chest. It was so special. Finally, they weighed and measured you – 7 pounds, 3 ounces and 20.5 inches of pure sweetness, born at 6:45pm on the dot.
That night, after everyone left, was the best ever. Daddy dimmed the lights in the room, turned on the pretty piano music that had been playing throughout my labor, and we spent our first night as a family of 3 cuddling and smelling you and taking it all in.
Daddy and I still couldn’t believe it. We had a baby!
We had a daughter.
We had you!
Little Lilah – Just minutes after she was born.
(Yes, I took the photo on the right. Yay for no epidural so I could stand!)
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