I have been putting off this post, because I have been trying to find this really funny picture. It is a picture of Zac and I holding up about 12 pregnancy tests---you can see Zac rolling his eyes. In fact, I suspect he had something to do with the mysterious disappearance of this picture. Anyway, I have described it so that is almost as good. We were just so excited---and shocked, as the first try apparently "took"! I remember I couldn't even walk because my legs kept giving out on me. We were in Arkansas visiting my dad when we found out we were pregnant with Sophie. We couldn't even wait until we got home to tell people---we started calling people on the way home from Arkansas.
I look back on the whole pregnancy experience with Sophie, and I am so grateful that I had that pregnancy, without real fear that something would be terribly wrong. I was afraid of miscarriage, but once I got past that point, the thought that something could be wrong with my baby never even really crossed my mind. I had no idea...
I wanted a little girl so bad---always had so when we found out Sophie was a girl, we were just so happy. I remember the next morning getting up for work, and Zac left me a note saying "its a girl" and a smiley face on it. I saved it for Sophie---I thought it was so sweet.
I debated putting this little story on here, but I figure that this blog is for my kids to be able to read (instead of a scrapbook) and I would tell this story anyway. It might be a little TMI for some, and for that I apologize, but hey----read at your own risk!
I am a worrywart by nature. About 1/4 of the way through my pregnancy, I had a strange thing happen to me. Let's just say that I thought I had a worm growing inside of me. I was so freaked out that I called Lindsay and told her about it. Lindsay then proceeded to call Dr. R and pretend like me. Let me say, that Lindsay and I both have a fear of the phone, and have made each other's appointments on many occasions. It is so wonderful to have a best friend who really "gets" you! Anyway, Dr. R calls back and says. "does it have eyes...?" I said I didn't know, but it didn't occur to me until later how funny that comment was. I know she probably had a good laugh over that. Nothing ever came of the "worm." I am not sure what happened there...just that Dr. R found out I was crazy on that day!
We found out Sophie was breech a few weeks before her due date. I was devastated because I wasn't going to get the whole "birth" experience. That was also ridiculous, but this being my first pregnancy---how did I know any different? We tried something called an external version to turn the baby. This involved the Dr. physically manipulating the baby to try to turn her. I tell anyone thinking about this NOT TO DO IT. The success rate is so low on a version and it is PAINFUL. I had bruises on me, and Sophie's heart rate dropped so rapidly at one point, Dr. R yelled down the hall to the nurses and they were about to do an emergency c-section! Sophie's heart rate went back to normal though, she just didn't want to get out of her comfortable position, with her big huge head in my ribs!
We had our c-section very early in the morning at 7:30, and Sophie Louise Mooney was born at 7:53. She was 18.5 inches long and 7lbs 7oz. I can not even describe the feeling I had when I saw her. Love at first sight isn't enough----just pure joy, love and all things wonderful! She has been this for me ever since. I remember when we brought her home, I would cry and say "I am just so happy! I love her so much! We are so lucky!" I know my hormones were crazy, but I really was deliriously happy! I didn't mind getting up at all hours of the night. I would go in and just watch her sleep, and when she was sleeping I wanted her to be awake.
I have many many Sophie stories, but this is just the story of her birth so I will end this already too long post here. Happy Birthday sweet Sophie! We love you and are so lucky to be your parents! I will always love your sweet spirit and beautiful smile! Thank you for being my "light"! Wow...I really need to get a handle on the exclamation point use---always had a problem with that---sorry!
Our first family picture:
Already being a drama queen:
First birthday!
Sophie around 2-ish...notice how very curly her hair is!
5 comments:
Great story, Rach. Love it. I love that you stayed awake thinking about her at night & wished she was awake when she was sleeping....a feeling that leaves you quickly by the time your second (or third, etc.) come around, right? :) We love Sophie, too & really enjoyed this post!
I heart Sophie's birth story! Such a wonderful memory for her to have forever! I have never talked to anyone who actually had an external version--good to know that it was a brutal as is often described! I remember when she was born--can't believe it was SIX years ago! Happy belated, sweet girl!!!!
sweet angel Sophie!! never have met a sweeter spirit!
still laughing over the "worm"...
I read your blog through Lindsay's link and just wanted to share...March 4th is my birthday as well! I like to think that people born on that day are strong - we are the only ones that have a command for the day we were born - "March Forth"! Your little Sophie must be strong in spirit to have come on such a special day! What a blessed woman you are!
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