I just got back from the hospital. My sister wasn't feeling well, so her husband took her to the hospital to play it safe, as she was only a couple weeks off from her projected due date. She was running a temperature and it was determined that the babies heart rate was running high, so they decided to do a c-section right then and there!
The good news is, I now have a niece! While she is considered a premie, she is 18" long and 5 lbs. 6 oz. She's breathing fine and, while they are keeping her in their Special Care nursery, she is doing very well.
The bad news is, my sister is not allowed to see the baby for 48 hours since she was running a temp, and they want to be sure not to pass anything along to the baby at this point. My sister was having a bit of a hard time with that, but she works in the medical field, so she understands the rationale behind the call.
The funny news is that I have already got to see the baby! I had to scrub in and I got to go into the nursery to see my little niece as she slept and was snoring. LOL! It was adorable. When I held her tiny little hand, she jumped and started stretching herself out. I took some pictures of my brother-in-law with her so we could show my sister what she looks like. My sister was moved into a room directly across the hall from the nursery, so at least she's not far away. I'm sure she will get to see the baby thru a window or something tomorrow.
The absolute heart breaking part of all this (for me) were the other babies in the nursery. They were all premature births, and much smaller than my niece. They were in clear incubater boxes with sunlamps on them and they had to wear these tiny little goggles to protect their eyes from the UV rays. They were all so little and one started crying and I actually felt really sad for him. No one was there to see the poor little guy. Eventually, they took him out and fed him and then he was happy. I guess I felt bad for nothing. Now it's time to lock those feelings way deep down where they can trouble no one ever again.
Anyway, as my sister was coming out of her drug induced stupor, I congradulated her on her journey on how to relearn how to feel pain and teased her about how I got to see the baby first. She'll make sure I pay for that someday.
So, I now have a niece who is just 6 days behind me birthday wise. She was also born just 1 day before my best friends birthday (we were born a week apart), so I have no reason to forget her birthday, ever! And on that note, before I get even more sappy, I am outta here! (and off to bed)
The good news is, I now have a niece! While she is considered a premie, she is 18" long and 5 lbs. 6 oz. She's breathing fine and, while they are keeping her in their Special Care nursery, she is doing very well.
The bad news is, my sister is not allowed to see the baby for 48 hours since she was running a temp, and they want to be sure not to pass anything along to the baby at this point. My sister was having a bit of a hard time with that, but she works in the medical field, so she understands the rationale behind the call.
The funny news is that I have already got to see the baby! I had to scrub in and I got to go into the nursery to see my little niece as she slept and was snoring. LOL! It was adorable. When I held her tiny little hand, she jumped and started stretching herself out. I took some pictures of my brother-in-law with her so we could show my sister what she looks like. My sister was moved into a room directly across the hall from the nursery, so at least she's not far away. I'm sure she will get to see the baby thru a window or something tomorrow.
The absolute heart breaking part of all this (for me) were the other babies in the nursery. They were all premature births, and much smaller than my niece. They were in clear incubater boxes with sunlamps on them and they had to wear these tiny little goggles to protect their eyes from the UV rays. They were all so little and one started crying and I actually felt really sad for him. No one was there to see the poor little guy. Eventually, they took him out and fed him and then he was happy. I guess I felt bad for nothing. Now it's time to lock those feelings way deep down where they can trouble no one ever again.
Anyway, as my sister was coming out of her drug induced stupor, I congradulated her on her journey on how to relearn how to feel pain and teased her about how I got to see the baby first. She'll make sure I pay for that someday.
So, I now have a niece who is just 6 days behind me birthday wise. She was also born just 1 day before my best friends birthday (we were born a week apart), so I have no reason to forget her birthday, ever! And on that note, before I get even more sappy, I am outta here! (and off to bed)
