Ella's arrival into this world was an eventful one. The most eventful of all the kids. We found out we were expecting on a romantic getaway in October. We had been trying for quite a while and had experienced the loss of a child just months before. So needless to say Ella is an angel that helped heal our hearts. But as elated as we were, we were also so scared. As the months wore on, that fear lifted. I was sick sick sick the first 4 months and then it all just disappeared. When it came time to find out what this little peanut was, we were SOOOOOOO excited. Seeing her for the first time was just one of those moments that there are no words to describe something beautiful.
She was perfect and when they said she was a girl, it was more than this mom could take. I would be having a girl! Someone to play tea party with, someone to dress up, someone to watch grow up and really now what she is going through, someone to paint toenails with, and as we all say a little girl to just love. I went out after the sonogram and bought more pink clothes than Ryan had ever seen! It was one of the happiest days in my life. The months seemed to take forever rolling by. We had a wreck in my 6th month and spent the day at the hospital but Ella was again perfect. As the end of June approached we were really hopeful she would come! As every women will explain that last month is just torture!! As usual I wasnt sleeping and lay awake on the couch one night when something in my body went POP. Slowly realizing what had happened I then panicked as to how I was going to get to a bathroom without making a mess. Screaming Ryan's name was not working so I made a run for it. Ahhhh it was time and after Ryans slow wake, we made our way to the hospital. After check in I got comfortable. The lovely man with drugs came in and gave me my epidural. It didnt take or work on one side. No problem just roll on the side and it will balance out. Yeah that worked until i had to roll back over. And as I am climbing (yes climbing) the bed railing I am telling evryone it is time to push. Thank the good Lord above the nurses let me do it. Three pushes later she was here. Not realizing anything was wrong they whisked her to the incubater. No different than Chases. It wasnt until my doctor walked in said hi and ran to her side that I realized something isnt right. Then I heard her cry. She was ok. We loved on her so much and couldnt wait to show her off to the grandparents waiting outside. As I am flipping through the pictures that Ryan had taken am I driven to tears. Our little girl was born purple, not breathing. Cord wrapped around her shoulder and neck totally restricting her breathing. I was so sad and so thankful for the grace he gave us with allowing her to come back to us.
We again didnt let go of her much or have since that great day. She was a fighter then and still is today. Ella has become every mothers dream! She is all girl and loves it! She loves to play babies and dress up. She is so polite and mannerly. She is cuddly and just adores her family. Her dad is her hero and her big brother hangs the moon in her eyes. She loves everyone she comes in contact with and can melt my heart when she cries those true tears of sadness.
She is all about love. She shows me everyday what it is truely like to LOVE your life. She is just the sweetest thing and we are so blessed to have her heart in our family.
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