winkgirl4's Diaryland Diary
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MadeLynn Faith
WARNING: This entry is gushy and, in many respects, gooey. Proceed at your own risk.
I realize that I am not the first person to gush over the birth of a child. After all, I did give birth to two rather nice little babies, myself, and my ability to gush over them grows more as the days pass. (And, boy, did I gush over them when they were first born.) Is it odd that I gush over my nieces in the same way?
MadeLynn Faith was born at 2:14pm on January 26, 2006. She weighed 7 pounds and 11 ounces and was 19.5 inches long. She, like any other baby, came out looking like this ball of gook, but she cleaned up, nicely.
We went to the hospital at 6:30 am (as scheduled) so that they could begin pumping my sister full of Petocyn, allowing her contractions to increase in intensity and decrease in intervals. It worked- once, of course, they got the IV in, which took five medical personnel and a little under an hour to accomplish. She did so well. She was so strong and brave. When we arrived, she measured the contraction pain at about a four. When they increased to about a nine, she was still very much in control of herself- which I respect. I cannot begin to tell you how proud I was of Sonya. Watching her labor. Watching her bear the pain and the fatigue to make sure that this wonderful little girl had the best of births. My heart overflows just thinking about it. Luckily, she didn�t have to labor too long once they reached that level as her waters were broke and the intrathecal was administered. In two minutes, this wave of relief seemed to wash over her. Twenty minutes later, Maddy came into our lives.
I filmed- and I did a pretty good job, if I might say so myself. It was a nice mixture of touching, beautiful moments to commentary full of levity. I was careful to make sure that the delivery was filmed without it becoming a porn video� which took some doing as her doctor was intent upon my getting a close up of EVERYTHING. I won�t lie and say that it�s the prettiest sight, but watching her come in to the world was certainly one of the most beautiful. And I am just the proudest of aunts. I can�t get enough of her. She is squeaky and splotchy (a result of having 42-week syndrome- a condition where the child was carried two weeks past the due date and the amniotic fluids actually begin to break down and irritate the infant�s skin) but she�s beautiful. Wow. Words aren�t enough. I will post pictures, instead.
Aren�t they wonderful? Don�t you just want to hold her, too? I am more proud than words can express.
10:59 a.m. - February 01, 2006
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