Yes.. our little Em needed a few days in a more sophisticated facility to get her
little lungs to saturate her body with sufficient oxygen.
Poor thing!
We had many blessings along the way, however.
First off, my heal time with this C-section was amazing, to say the least.
I was discharged just over 24 hours after surgery, and I seriously felt good... (Percocet only had a BIT to do with it).
Secondly, we had both of our mothers filling-in where we most needed them.
Grandma jumped in the car as quickly as she could and was my roommate, driver, and support as I was with Em.
Oma's presence at our home allowed Joe to both visit me in the hospital and be my chauffeur to St. Louis.
Thirdly, our big girl, Thérèse, joined me in St. Louis and was an amazing little helper!
And lastly, Joe's office set up a meal train that totally amazed us with their generosity!
We could spend our time, both while we waited for Em to get home and after her arrival,
enjoying the "little things" as a new family of seven.
As I said, I truly felt great, considering the serious surgery I had just undergone.
However, my arch-enemies, Mr. and Mrs. Sausage, did show up in St. Louis. Yuck!
T finally got to do something she had only ever been able to do with her baby dolls before: feed a bottle!
Pretty girl!
And, after much advocating for our little girlie, and being a squeaky wheel about getting her
O2 and flow lowered again and again... she was free!
Babies are so much easier to snuggle without all those cords!
On the eve of her Baptism, with just a car seat "challenge" between her and the door, her Godfather came to give her a blessing, just in case she wouldn't make it home for the big day.
And...she made it!
Straight home to the arms of her loving family!
Praise God!
Love, Us.