Our darling Frankie Sophia was born on 8/20/2010 at 9:32 a.m.
The mister and I couldn't feel more blessed having her in our family. When I heard her first cry, it was as if time stood still, and the waves of emotion were so strong, I couldn't keep it together. Then I heard the anesthesiologist say, "she's perfect", and I lost it. I made her repeat what she just said, "she's perfect", she said again, and in that moment, so was the world.
We had a bit of a scare during the pregnancy-testing positive for down's with that AFP test.
After a few more tests, we were told that everything looked normal, and that the "false positive rate" of the test was very high. However, as a parent, that still sticks with you throughout the pregnancy no matter how strong your faith is.
Truth be told, if there were anything "wrong" with Frankie, that wouldn't have made a difference to Jared and I, but hearing "she's perfect" changed me that day in a way that I'm still not able to put into words.
Our family of 4 is doing well. Her big brother isn't a huge fan of her yet, getting used to a lack of sleep has been tough (although it's NOTHING like the first time-at least I'm sleeping some!), and recovering from a c-section isn't a walk in the park, however, I really wouldn't trade any of this. These are the moments you can easily forget several months down the road, and I am doing my best to savor them all.
As I sit here and write, my son is sleeping soundly in his crib. My husband is sleeping soundly with Frankie wrapped in his arms, and I am weeping. Weeping because I have been given so much, and I am so incredibly thankful to God for His blessings, for His promises, His faithfulness.
I will do all that I can to take great care of His gifts.