A year ago today...

I will never ever, ever forget the day before Lillian was born. The debate to induce or not was constant before noon. Dad saying do it and us saying "We'll see..."

 

He went into surgery around noon and then we waited. My amazing doctor gave me her cell phone number to call to let her know how things were going as we knew so we could decide to have a baby the next day or not. After hearing the news that he got out of surgery well and was so far doing well I called Dr. Glynn. I told her I still didn't want to commit because the risk of something bad happening after such a huge surgery was still high. She told me if we wanted to plan on it but if something were to happen, just call her again and say 'never mind.'

 

A sight I hope to never see again is my Dad hooked up to all those machines and a breathing tube. We got to spend the next 6 hours buggin the crap out of Dad telling him to try to steady his breathing when he had that tube down his throat. Some of the motions he was making I think was him flipping us off saying 'you try to breath with this ****** thing!'

 

Leaving him was the last thing I wanted to do. He was out of the woods as he was awake and mostly breathing on his own again. We decided to go for it since he insisted on going through with the induction. I told him "Dad, your doing so well and your vitals are so good that I think we will go a head and give you another granddaughter."

 

That thumbs up make me start bawling.

 

We left the hospital around 11 and got home and to bed around 1:30 in the morning only to get up around 4:30 to head to the hospital.

 

 

I stalled out for a long time and the talk of a c-section was getting getting louder. I did not want to be recovering from a surgery myself when all I wanted to do was have a healthy baby girl and get back to my Dad ASAP!

 

Things finally progressed and she was born at 8:02 P.M.

 

Fun fact: She was actually born at 7:59, it was the weekend of time change and when the nurse changed it, it was 3 minutes fast. Dennis and I both noticed. Oh well...

 

 

Will fell in love with her from the start. He still is a big protector and loves her like crazy. I think his favorite thing now is to make her laugh. He is constantly doing silly things just to make her laugh. Jumping on his bed is a biggie!

 

 

This I think will always be my favorite picture of Lillian. Words can not say how blessed we are to have a cat for a dad, with 9 lives!

 

Happy Birthday Lillian Margaret, you are one special, happy girl. Even though you have been sick most of this winter, you still smiled, laughed and have enjoyed the family God gave you. We are blessed to have you and thank you for joys you bring us.

 

Happy Anniversary Dad! You are the best Dad we could ask for and we love you so very much, and so glad we have had another year with you!! Here's to another 40 years! (not saying your age but that does put you over 100 years old.)