My miracle baby!

Soooo much has happened.
We had a little baby girl on Nov 30th by c-section. She pooped on the surgeon. For those of you that dont know... thats VERY good news!

A few of you asked how we knew that this baby had Hirschsprung's. Well I researched it ALOT and found a little bit of info on in utero ultrasound showing dialation in the intestines. That could mean one of 3 things:

1. Hirschsprung's
2. An impacted bowel (twisted bowel)
3. imperferated anus (No bum hole)

So I went and had an ultrasound done @ BC Childrens Hospital and they indeed saw dialation.

We were devestated.

For weeks and weeks we just cried. I thought it was better that we knew before hand that the baby had HD. I thought it would get better the further we went along. That the pain would get less and less or something. That I would "come to terms" with the facts. Not so. I just spent the last 2 months of my pregnancy, making plans, crying, feeling bad, making different plans, crying, trying not to think about it, and you guessed it more crying.

I had 2 more ultrasounds done and at each one, they said it was not as bad as the last one. I didnt think anything about it as dialation can get worse and better. I wanted to think the worse, so I wouldnt be devestaed again.

So she was born... and she pooped. I only got to hold her for 30 min before they took her to the nursery to be hooked up. 4 hours later she came into my room and she stayed! No hospital visits, no IV's .... nothing!

It was quite hard because family and friends wanted a concrete answer. Does she have it or no? The only way to find out is a biopsy. So we couldnt give them an answer. I didnt want everybody yelling out, "Shes a miracle!!!" before I knew for sure. I didnt want everybody to say that and then find out 2 weeks later that she did infact have it. Lots of people didnt understand what I was doing. Infact people assumed that I was uncaring about it. I showed little emotion infront of people about her. I put up a stone wall. I didnt break. I couldnt break. I was trying to cope. It was so unbelieveable to think that God had given ME this gift. A perfect baby. It wouldnt have been THAT big of a deal if we hadnt seen it on an ultrasound. I SAW it! ME! With my own eyes. It was very obvious. And now... I had to accept the fact that she was fine, better than fine... perfect! So I had people ask me why I wasnt happy about it. Why I wasnt crying all the time about it. I just needed time. Time for it to sink in and time for me to realize that she was fine. And now that I do... I can post!

Other news... Deacon is doing super awesome! Hes growing and speaking and ON THE CHART! Hes finally in the 10th percentile for his height! Hes 20months old and can say "Daddy!"
:)