And so thirty six hours later (after two inductions and the most un-natural birth you could possibly have besides a c-section) came my beautiful daughter Kalli. She was perfect. Very tiny (4lbs 11oz) but perfect. Everything I feared suddenly disappeared. We spent almost three weeks in the NICU for feeding but once she got the hang of it she took off running. It was stressful having to be there but we were prepared. We brought her home on Christmas Eve. It was the best gift I have ever received. She is such a great baby. I love her more than anything on this planet!
We knew we would be expecting issues from her heart defect, but not until four months of age. She was doing excellent and reached those first few milestones just as any typical child would. She even rolled over the day she turned three months! We continued to see many doctors and they assured us she was not weak. The love this child was receiving was obnoxious! (and still is!) At about three and a half months we started seeing signs of failure. She wasn't eating very good and her activity became less and less. I knew this would be even more difficult than my pregnancy and her birth combined. It was time to operate.
Her picture is the blue background to the left in this display at St. Lukes in Jacksonville