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Baby Girl is here!
She arrived yesterday, September 11, at 12:53 a.m., weighing 6 pounds 14 ounces.She came two weeks early, just like all three of her brothers, so it was no surprise.
I will admit, though, I was hoping she might hold off a little longer so I could have had an October baby.
Her name would have been completely different if she had made it to her due date and then waited another six days.
Oh well.
As one of the nurses said, she certainly has an unforgettable birthday.
It felt surreal to spend the first anniversary of 9/11 in the maternity ward, cradling our unexpected blessing.
On that terrible day, I never could have imagined that a year later we would be holding such clear proof that life continues.
The delivery was quick and easy, no complications at all.
It was natural childbirth, but because of my history, they kept me on Pitocin until almost dinner.
Honestly, that was worse than the labor.
Son 1 was in the delivery room with me and was the first to hold her, though I do not think he was very impressed.
She entered the world screaming at the top of her lungs and kept it up long enough to wake the other babies.
Now that she is home, she seems much more content.
So far, Son 2 and Son 3 have been fairly indifferent.
Babies just are not that exciting to 11, 9, and 6-year-old boys.
We named her J A, though right now her daddy calls her Pork Chop and I call her Bubba.
I think she will grow into her name in time.
Most of the family just laughed and said, “Of course it is a J name.”
I was going for an A name so that the oldest daughter and the youngest daughter would have the same initial, but Daddy said, “No, she has to fit in with her brothers.”
The child was nearly named Baby Girl.
Luckily, I screamed “help!” on a pregnancy board and a nice Australian lady said, “Hey, what about this name, but do not pronounce it the European way.”
Surprisingly, both Husband and I agreed to it.
Her middle name was an easy pick.
It is Irish, a nod to my heritage, and it includes parts of her Pappaw’s and Dad’s names.
The family keeps saying her name wrong, but I will have them straightened out soon.
Now we are the 6 Jays, with our hands and hearts full.
Time for me to get off here and grab some sleep before the princess decides it is bottle time.
