I remember she looked so tiny going back in the nurses arm as she walked down the hall. I worried for a second and then remembered that she was in capable hands and God was with her. The time ticked by and I waited and waited and waited. Finally at about 9:10 I said "The doctor should have called me by now". Everyone with me said just wait. At that time the phone rang and it was Dr. Capehart. He told me that she did good and it took awhile to get the IV started in her chubby arms. Next, he said that she did really well and her left foot look really good but her right tendon is really tight. She should heal really fast and we will see you in two weeks. At the end of our conservation he said I could go see her when she is ready and out of recovery.
Well, Squishy wanted her momma and they came and got me. I walked in and saw this big baby looking at me and screaming. She seemed so big and I still don't know why but Craig even commented on the fact that she looked bigger for some reason. I was holding her and talking to her as she screamed in pain but I knew that she would be okay and I prayed silently to God begging him to let her sleep so she would stop hurting. She finally feel asleep and I sat there holding her and rocking. They moved us to a room after that for the next 4 hours, that was the procedure because she was a preemie. She cried each time she woke up except at the end ... about 30 minutes left ... I gave her to Craig and she laid there talking to him and putting her hand on his mouth so he cold kiss it. It is amazing to see the love they have for another.
We headed home with some medicine for her and with mommy feeling a little nervous about her little Squishy Bear!
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