Dear Ellie Katherine,
The day you were born was filled with celebration. Waiting 39 weeks to see your precious face had seemed like an eternity, and the day your birth day was finally here! Your Daddy and I arrived at the hospital at 6 a.m. where our dear friend Kelly was waiting to join us and capture every moment of your special day.
The nurses checked us in and hooked me up to the monitors to see what you were up to inside my tummy. You were quite active as you prepared for your grand entrance into this world! As the nurses were prepping me for surgery, your welcoming crew started to arrive. Boppy, Gaga and Aunt Ashley greeted me with smiles of anticipation on their faces. Just before the doctors took me back into the operating room, your KK snuck in to rub on my belly with warm wishes. I sure was glad to see her!
Daddy and Ms. Kelly put on their special gear to join me in the operating room. This was it…your big debut! I’ll admit, I was trembling a little as I lay there waiting for you, but as the procedure began, I steadily said prayers to calm my nerves. I remember hearing the doctors and nurses talking back and forth. Then everything seemed to get quiet. At 8:03 a.m., the most amazing noise broke through the silence…your first cry. It was the most beautiful sound I had ever heard. I smiled and let out the biggest sigh of relief as you took your first breath.
“Look at all that hair!”
“She is so tiny!”
“She is perfect! So precious!”
Not more than a minute old and you already had everyone filled with wonder at your beauty.
I turned my head to watch as the nurses cleaned you off and weighed you – 6 pounds 14 ounces of pure perfection. Daddy was right by your side, and with every glance at you, he fell in love all over again. He’s got quite a soft spot in his heart for his daughters. I’m sure your sister will teach you how to use that to your advantage.
Daddy followed the nurses as they took you to the nursery where you had your first bath, made your first footprint and got your first bow in your hair. When Daddy brought you back to the recovery room to see me, I got to hold you for the first time. What a precious moment that was! You were so beautiful and perfect. I thanked God a thousand times in that moment for you.
Daddy went to the waiting room where your welcoming crew was anxiously awaiting the news of your arrival. What a proud moment for him to get to share with our family!
Shortly after we had settled into our room at the hospital, Jen Jen and Papa came to visit with someone very special who was so ready to meet you – your big sister. Emma Claire came into the room and crawled up on the bed with me as Daddy picked you up and placed you in my lap. Emma Claire was captivated by every inch of you – your tiny feet, your wiggly fingers, your little mouth and ears. She wanted to know what color your hair was, what color your eyes were, and why she couldn’t see your tiny blonde eyelashes. She proudly showed you her fingernails, which she had painted pink just for you, and promised that when you were old enough we would take you to have your nails painted, too.
My heart melted into a puddle as I watched my two daughters meet each other. I never knew I could feel so much love. Those precious moments were the beginning of your sisterhood – an adventure that will be filled with secrets, make-believe and pillow fights. It was the start of the most important bond you will ever share with another person.
That afternoon, so many people came to meet you. After all, we had been waiting a long time for you to arrive! Some of the most special memories I have from that day were having your Aunt Ashley there with our family and being able to FaceTime with your Unca. As busy as Aunt Ashley and Unca stay, it isn’t always easy for us to all be together for major family events. I am so thankful that Aunt Ashley was able to come to Mississippi for a week to celebrate your birth! She also got to spend some quality time with your big sister while we were still at the hospital with you – a time I think they will both treasure forever.
With one loud cry at 8:03 a.m. on March 18, you turned our family of three into a family of four. You reminded me what it feels like to love something so small. I am so thankful that God chose me to be your Mommy.
All my love,