Nov 18, 2005 11:08
And she's born!
She's breathing on her own, she scored a 7 or 8 Apgar -- there's a little debate, but it's academic, and it's better than anyone dared to hope -- and she's got dark curly-looking hair and she's cute as the proverbial button.
(Mind you, I've never seen a button I would've characterised as "cute", but that's neither here nor there.)
Whew! I can hardly believe it.
She's so *tiny*, though. I can't believe how tiny she is. We don't have the numbers in, but I was given an estimate of just over 4 pounds, which is on track. She's going to be in hospital for a while, but all the medical staff seems to think she's out of the woods. And my sister is doing *much* better herself; apparently the danger is a lot less for the mothers, but there was still some risk for her. But that was before!
Oh! There are so many things to do. I'm going to go get some books on baby names; I feel a little better about teasing them about not having a name yet.
Whoo-hoo!