I want to tell you about my baby girl. She turned 7 last friday and I can not believe how fast she is growing and maturing.
She came into this world with much excitement and panic. I had not felt her that day 7 years ago and called my doctor to express my concerns. I didn't want to be one of those mommies to be that panics at every little thing but something in my gut told me things just weren't right. They called back while my son was down for his nap. Now, you have to know that this child never napped so if he did in his crib even you didn't mess with that, so it was with much resistance that I called my mom to meet me at the doctor and woke him up.
While at the doctor's office the nurse practitioner did an ultra sound and kept leaving the room for awhile coming back with a strange look on her face checking me, leaving again I finally said Okay, you have to tell me what is going on. She said Well, I was trying to get ahold of your doctor. Your placenta has started to calcify and I'm afraid your daughter might be in danger.
The verdict was that she was okay for now but that we needed to get her out either now or in the morning. I said what would the difference be and she couldn't say so I ran to a phone. At that time my husband's cell phone was horrible. You could never get him. I called the receptionist at his work and asked for him she said that she couldn't get him, I said could you page him and she replied in a very snotty voice "He probably won't hear the page anyway". So, I turned it on, I said in a very firm very precise voice. "Let me explain to you who I am. I am his wife. I am his 9 month pregnant wife who is about to have an emergency csection do you think you could get him for me?" She changed her tone and said Yes, Mam. My husband was on the phone in a matter of seconds. He said You are scaring me is everything okay I said No, it isn't and you need to get here now!
My daughter was born safe and sound with all of her vitals being completely normal. The doctor said that if we had waited until her due date she wouldn't have made it. Her due date was the day we left the hospital.
My daughter has always been a very friendly child who would wave at anyone. She is caring and courteous. Even at a young age if we were playing outside she would run in to get everyone a drink or a snack. She always wants to give the gift or do something nice for those around her. I love my baby girl and I am proud that she is in my life. I pray that this world will bring her many wonderful adventures and that she will be blessed with the love of the Lord.
