The Story

OK, the story you have all been waiting for. ahem....

Last Sunday night I was watching a bowl game. Around 9:30 Charissa calls my name to let me know her water broke while she was asleep. We went to the hospital right away. There the nurse told us that she did not feel a head at the bottom and that we should get the doctor in right away to see what it was. The doctor came in and told us it was a foot. She had not turned. She did have one small foot breached. They decided right away to do a C Section. So off they took Charissa, I called family and put on scrubs and before I knew it.....Gianna was born. She came into the world at 12:02 AM. Just a few short hours after we arrived at the hospital.

Gianna was 6 weeks early so they took her to NICU. She was a premature baby but had developed extremely well and was healthy from most accounts. She had to be on an IV in the beginning but slowly learned to hold down milk. A few days later she developed jaundice and received treatment under some cool blue lights. You can see here.

The sad day came on Friday when we learned we had to go but Gianna had to stay. After a good cry we went home. We came back to visit her that night and a couple of times on Saturday. Sunday morning we learned she could finally come home! We were so excited we both dressed in pink for the occasion. (Pictures below in the next blog entry)

She has been home now two days and it is wonderful. Last night I didn't sleep. Not because of her crying or anything like that. I stayed up and listen to the cues of my baby sleeping in our room. 3 1/2 years of yearning for this very thing, I wasn't going to let being tired steal the moment from me. She is a blessing and a reminder that God is gracious.

There are of course more details to the story and more pictures to be seen. But those are reserved for those who visit. Which you are all welcome to do. I am now off for another feeding to the most beautiful child.