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Birth story...finally!

The last few months have been crazy! As you all know by now, I had my darling little girl.  She came about 7 weeks early on April 25th and has done wonderful every since.  At 33 1/2 weeks my water ended up breaking and I was admitted to the hospital.  Two days later she was brought into the world after emergency c section.  Three weeks later we both got to come home.  She did great.  Never needed help with breathing, just needed to be on BiPAP for a few hours after birth.  Had a little issue with jaundice, but that cleared up after a few days under the light. At birth she weighed 4 pounds and 5 ounces and was 18 inches long.

Me on the other hand did not handle things very well.  My water broke around midnight Friday the 23rd and things progressed very slowly through the weekend.  Sunday evening they decided that I needed to be taken back for a c section.  The c section went well and little miss Elliot came screaming into the world.  It was the greatest sound I have ever heard.  I had a horrible time recovering from the c section and could not make it down to the NICU until that next evening.  I was released from the hospital the following Wednesday and then readmitted late Friday night due to a fever.  I was also majorly swollen, but was told that it was normal after birth.  Everything pretty much snowballed after that.  My c section incision ended up being infected and I had another infection in the fluid that was backed up in my abdomen, which in turn damaged my liver.  After spending 2 more weeks in the hospital I was released and we were able to bring our daughter home the next day. Weeks later, after a follow up appointment with my cardiologist I was told that I suffered from acute congestive heart failure while in the hospital.  I tell everyone that she did better than me in the hospital, which is the honest truth.

All is good now.  I am finally healed up and back to myself.  Elliot is now 3 1/2 months old and 13 pounds.  Looking at her, you would never know she was premature.  She looks very much liker her Daddy and has blue eyes and brown hair like her Mommy.

I knew life would change, but I never understood how much until now.  I wouldn't change it for anything though.

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  1. Congrats! I'm so happy she is home and safe w/ her mommy and daddy.

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