Sophia Lee · Born: March 27th
8 Lbs
| 20 ½” Long
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We
are officially a family of four and Ella is officially a big sister.
Sophia
Lee arrived March 27, 2014 and our family has forever been changed, for the
better. Our little Miss Sophie has already brought us so much joy. She arrived with a lot of excitement
and not much has changed since that very special moment where I held her in my
arms for the first time…
…
with Ryan by my side,
…
with Ella in a nearby room,
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with three firemen,
…
on our bedroom floor.
Yup,
that is how our little girl entered this world and joined our family-- With
excitement and full of excitement she has been…
…
She’s a wiggle worm (So much so that
we’ve already had our first trip to the Emergency Room-- She scratched her own eye).
…
She’s vocal (So much so that she has
already lost her voice to shouting).
...
She has personality (So much so that Ella
has already perfected the phrase, “It’s okay Sophie, calm down”).
Her
entrance into this world has so far proven to foreshadow her personality;
Lively, a little loud, and doing things on her own terms. She definitely adds spunk to our family
and we absolutely love her for it.
The Dailys, a Family of Four
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The
Story: The Firemen Delivered My
Baby
The Firemen Delivered My Baby
In
the days building up to delivery we had discussed just about every scenario of
what we would do when labor started-- Who would take me to the hospital, who
would take care of Ella, who we wanted in the waiting room, etc. Literally, just about every scenario;
Except giving birth on our bedroom floor, in the wee hours of the morning, with
Ella asleep down the hall… and my brother-in-law sitting in the living room.
We
live maybe 5 minutes from the
hospital so everyone asks, “What happened?”
Well,
my very first contraction was at 2:02 am; My second contraction at 2:36
am. I got up to go to the bathroom
and fell to my knees. Ryan woke
up. The contraction was done.
“We’re
still okay, but I think you should start waking up.” Said the naïve pregnant lady.
I
drew a bath, sat down and quickly drained the water. This was a 10-15 minute process, tops.
Contractions
were progressing. Rapidly.
Woke
up Ryan.
Called
the hospital and reported my contractions to the nurse whose response was, “At
this point I cannot tell you if you’re in labor, but if you want you can come
in and we will monitor you.” I hung
up the phone feeling a little unsure of myself for a moment. Then, in the midst of that uncertainty, I told Ryan to call Garrett (He was watching
Ella; Our middle-of-the night scenario that we had previously discussed)-- Contractions were progressing. More rapidly. For sure.
We
told Garrett to wake up a little first then drive over. “Take your time,” we said. Again, naïve.
I
began getting dressed when the contractions started coming one after another. They weren’t slowing, and they weren’t
stopping.
“Ryan,
tell Garrett to get over here NOW.”
About
5-10 minutes (and contraction after contraction after contraction) from our
call to Garrett, “Ryan, call the ambulance.”
In
a very loving and supportive kind of way he replied, “Calm down. You’re okay. Get dressed and we’ll go to the hospital. We just need to get you into the
car.” At this point I had fallen
to my knees again.
We
weren’t going anywhere.
“CALL
THE AM-BU-LANCE,” I screamed as my entire body contracted and compulsed.
He
knew I meant business and picked up the phone.
[Insert
a whole lot of “God PLEASE” and “I’m so sorry” and “Tell them to get here NOW” and
“I just want to push” kind of talk].
At
this point I had taken to my side at the foot of our bed. After what seemed like eternity, but in
reality was about 5-7 minutes, I heard Ryan say, “They’re here.”
My
response, “Are they running?”
My
water broke.
The
firemen (not the paramedic) entered our room and within 2-3 minutes of their arrival Sophie was in
my arms.
And
that is how the firemen delivered my
baby.
