
...she cried SO hard when she was born that she gave herself an air bubble trapped between her lungs & chest wall. Evidently this happens sometimes, and they're treating her with moist oxygen & letting her body absorb the bubble. It sucks to see my little one with an IV & wires hanging off of her (it looks much worse than it actually is), but hopefully it will resolve itself in the next 24-48 hours. Oh, how I wish I could take all the pokes & prods for my little one!
It makes me appreciate even more, especially in light of the recent passing of both of my parents (my dad just 2 weeks before Hattie's birthday), how precious life is & how each day we have with those we love is a gift of God.
As joyful this time is, however, it just isn't the same without being able to share Hattie's arrival with my mom & dad. The first of many "firsts" without my folks. I miss 'em so much!
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She looks like a picture of Dan I saw of him as a newborn. Cute! :)
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