The birth of a miracle
As soon as the phone rang at 2 a.m Monday night / Tuesday morning I knew it was she was coming. Miranda and I had only hours before discussed that this could happen at any moment. We thought she was coming Thursday, but last week Miranda went to the Dr. and she was dilating. Monday she had went back to Dr. and had dilated even more. Her water broke while she was asleep and now we were all frantically trying to get ready and go. We met at Los Amigos and took off. Her and Rusty went back while Daniel and I anxiously waited in the appropriately titled waiting room. Carol showed up and went back to be with them. She came back out to tell us they were taking the baby at 5:30. Daniel decided that he was going to go ahead and go to work because he had a big project to get out by 12 on Tuesday. So he left and I went back with Carol to see Miranda. The contractions had now started and she looked sooooo scarred. I didn't realize that even after your water initially breaks it keeps leaking. Not a pretty sight. Martha showed up and joined us. The nurses kept messing up her iv and it took forever for them to get it straight. They explained everything that was going to happen. Very scary stuff. I was running back and forth to their car bringing in stuff, and when I returned from one of those outings everyone was gone. I asked the nurses where she went and they said the 6th floor. The 6th floor is a LARGE floor by the way. After wandering around for awhile I finally found a nurse. She told me they were were probably in labor and delivery and tried to explain to me where that was. Did I mention the 6th floor is very LARGE and very maze like? After getting lost yet again I found another nurse who actually took me to the L & D. Carol whisked me away to see Miranda one last time before delivery. She was really in pain now. I mean she looked miserable. So it was time. Everything had went pretty quick up until then. Waiting for her to get out seemed like forever though. I happened to be on the phone with Daniel when Rusty came out with her, I hung up on him. She was beautiful. The most perfect thing I had ever seen, and oh so tiny. I've never seen a baby that small. Just adorable. Rusty had to go to the nursery with her and we all started calling the world. Then we got to go stand at the nursery and watch her. She was truly amazing. Daniel came by to see her for awhile then we went to get breakfast and he went back to work. I went back to the nursery. By the time I returned Miranda was in recovery. I went back to see her. She said that the iv hurt more than anything else did and said it was easy. She was sooo happy. She only got to hold her a minute and they whisked her away. She really wanted to see her again. I showed her the pics I had already taken. Then it was time for her to rest. They wouldn't let her see the baby or leave recovery until she could wiggle her toes. Turns out this was going to take awhile. Carol left for awhile and me and Martha waited. While we waited we watched Addison get her first bath. 3 and a half hours after she was born Miranda finally got put in a room and got to see Addison. It was really absurd to see her holding her baby. It was just weird to think, she's a Mom now....that's her daughter. Breast feeding went as well as could be expected. Then Martha finally got to hold her and then me. It was like holding a pillow. She is so tiny. I have never been so amazed by anything. I just wanted to stare at her forever and give her a billion kisses. Daniel finally got off work and came to see her. He looks really good holding a baby. Very natural. After a very long night we went home to sleep. I can't wait to see her again. I will definitely be going back today. Addison is a true blessing and gift from God. I thank Him that everything went so perfectly well. Congratulations guys, you deserve her.


