When I have an opportunity to talk with friends and family, they are filled with alot of questions. I thought it would be fun to have posts in which I will the answer the questions. This would allow me to "reflect back" on the wonderful first days of our little Myla.
In this post, I will reflect back on the day the she was born. It was a day just like any other. We had done a little more packing and organizing before dinner. The three oldest children had places to go so Bryan thought it would be wise for me to go shopping all by myself to grab a few things we needed for the trip while he stayed home with the three little people.
I had just arrived at the mall and was making my way to the second store when I heard my phone ring. I noticed it was the social worker over our adoption. I was a little curious as to why she would be calling, but not nervous. When I heard her voice, the nerves hit an all time high. I had that feeling of sweat and heat radiate my body. She had a voice of concern.
She proclaimed, "Gretchen, this is Ami. Her birth mother wanted me to let you know that she is having an emergency c-section in a 1/2 hour."
"Oh, no! What happened! I will miss the birth! What should I do? Oh, no! I can't believe this," I managed to get out.
I quickly got off of the phone after I assured her I would call back when I knew when I could get out there. I called Bryan while I ran through the mall crying. I am sure I looked like a crazy women, but I was a mama who was missing the birth of her daughter. I was missing out on being the first to hold, feed, care for and love her.
Once I called our Consultant, Tracie Loux, and Courntie, our friend from Arizona, I drove home in a blur. I ran into the door and the Elliott version of "Home Alone" started. Libby and I got the older kids home and we started the mad dash to pack every item we would need into the suitcases.
I was sure that I would have to travel all by myself for no one would have a nonstop flight for 7 people, but we packed everyone just in case.The Lord blew us away by showing up in a huge way. Our airline not only had a flight for me in the morning, but for the whole family. Yes, the whole family. They changed our flight from October 17th to October 11th for a really low switching fee of $300 for all of us combined. It was a miracle. We would all be there together.
By 9:30, we were all packed. Thank the Lord we had done alot of the packing earlier. Now we just had to play the waiting game. I hadn't heard if our baby was ok or better yet if she was even born. I had no idea why they needed to take her early by emergency c-section. Around 12:30 A.M., I received a call that our precious little girl was born at 5:38 (Arizona time). She weighed in at 6 lbs 13 oz. and was 18.5 inches long. Her AP GAR scores were 8 and 9. The only other info about her that I received was that she had a full head of black hair. I could only imagine her beauty.
We tried to get a little sleep for we were leaving the house at 3:30 in the morning to catch our flight. Sleep didn't come. All I knew was that I needed to get there fast. I needed to get that baby in my arms. Praise God that she was here and she was well.
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