January 17th we celebrated Lila's first birthday. I still can't believe that it's been a year since I was being toted to the ER for the delivery of our 25 week old baby girl. How is that possible?
I can still close my eyes and be back on that day, January 17, 2011.
I STILL REMEMBER:
the breakfast I had, eggo waffles and chocolate milk
what I was wearing when Scott told me to lie on the floor so that the contractions would slow down
the paramedics repeatedly asking me if I was 25 weeks pregnant
telling myself that my baby would not be born in the ambulanace
the look on my doctor's face when she realized that I was the one that was going into labor
the looks of concern, pity and haste on the nurses faces
the way sweet Lila looked on the nurses iphone pic so I could see her before she changed hospitals
realizing that I had just joined the ranks of so many parents of micro-preemies
I can truly close my eyes and be back on that day and remember every detail. The thing is, i wouldn't change that for a second. As crazy as that day was, it is my baby girl's birth story. A story that I will hold dear to my heart until I die. Thankful for the story that began the life of our sweet Lila. A story that changed our lives forever.
Fast forward a year...a year of tears, grief, milestones and challenges.
I can still close my eyes and be back on that day, January 17, 2011.
I STILL REMEMBER:
the breakfast I had, eggo waffles and chocolate milk
what I was wearing when Scott told me to lie on the floor so that the contractions would slow down
the paramedics repeatedly asking me if I was 25 weeks pregnant
telling myself that my baby would not be born in the ambulanace
the look on my doctor's face when she realized that I was the one that was going into labor
the looks of concern, pity and haste on the nurses faces
the way sweet Lila looked on the nurses iphone pic so I could see her before she changed hospitals
realizing that I had just joined the ranks of so many parents of micro-preemies
I can truly close my eyes and be back on that day and remember every detail. The thing is, i wouldn't change that for a second. As crazy as that day was, it is my baby girl's birth story. A story that I will hold dear to my heart until I die. Thankful for the story that began the life of our sweet Lila. A story that changed our lives forever.
Fast forward a year...a year of tears, grief, milestones and challenges.
For Scott and I both, this was such a crazy day to plan. We knew we wanted to honor our baby girl and celebrate her short life but how do you do that? No one tells you how to prepare for a day like this.
We decided to do what we knew best...pray and read scripture. The day turned out to be freezing so it was a short and sweet tribute to our girl. Scott read scripture and prayed as our parents and Griffen stood near.
Happy birthday, sweet Lila!
Satisfy us in the morning with yoru steadfast love, that we may rejoice and be glad all your days. Make us glad for as many days as you have afflicted us, and for as many years as we have seen evil. Let yoru work be shown to yor servants; and your glorious power to their children. Let the favor of the Lord our God be upon us, and establish the work of our hands upon us; yes, establish the work of your hands!--Psalm 90
Thanks for sharing sweet friend! Love you so!
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