Happy Birthday to my Baby Girl!

R is 11 today. I can't believe it, doesn't seem all that long ago I went to the hospital late on a Friday night to have her. She was supposed to be delivered on the 10th and everything was set up then for her birth. But she decided she couldn't wait that long to be held. My doctor went away for the weekend, so another doctor delivered her. It was pretty scary. P was not allowed into the operating room. You were born so fast, I remember I just wanted to sleep afterwards, but the doctor's kept yelling at me to wake up. The nursed were yelling ask about the baby, I remember asking a few questions like how much did she weigh, length. But really I wanted to sleep. I remember a lot of activity in the room. I really didn't know then what was going on. I remember hearing her lungs are solid white, but I didn't know if this was good or bad, and if it was me or the baby. They wheeled me to the ICU and I remember the doctor's all standing at the end of my bed talking and watching me. I do not remember much more from that day, other than my Father-on-Law coming to see me and he had on a long sleeve red shirt. He wasn't the only one to see me, but the only thing I remember. After we had the film developed after R was born I was shocked to see me holding the baby and feeding her, and I don't remember it at all. P said when they first brought R to be the first I did was uncover her and I counted all her fingers and toes. The first few days after she was born I didn't get to spend very much time wit with her. After they moved me to the telemetry floor I spent lots more time with her, and one time after not having her for a long time, P helped me walk to the nursery and we took her. She was a very good eater and would down a 2 oz bottle in minutes. We tried nursing, but we both ended up crying. I had just decided to stop trying when I went to see mt heart doctor as a follow up few days after leaving the hospital and he put me on a beta blocker that could harm the baby if I nursed, I'm so glad I had just reached a point of wanting to stop trying before that appointment. But it was all so very upsetting because I really wanted to nurse my last baby. Anyway that was 11 years ago, unbelievable. I love you, R happy Birthday!