This announcement comes a full month late, but I share it with as much excitement as if it happened yesterday.
It’s a GIRL!
Elizabeth Helen arrived December 4, 2014 at 8:11 am, weighing 7 pounds 7 ounces.
We arrived at the hospital at 6am and spent the next hour and a half nervously joking with the nurses while they prepped me for surgery. At around 7:40 they wheeled me back to the OR where, again, the mood was lighthearted and calm. At 8:11, the doctor lifted our baby high enough for Jeff to see her and announce that she was a girl, and by 8:14 the most beautiful little girl was lying on my chest. I think we were back in our room by 9:30. Minus having the spinal done, and that moment just before birth when it felt like an elephant sat on my abdomen, it really was that easy. After such a traumatic birth with Kate, I am so thankful we were able to experience a peaceful delivery this time around.
Her name came to us less than 24 hours before she was born. We had a boy name settled fairly early, but the girl names we had picked never felt quite right to me. Elizabeth had come up in the past, and while we both really liked it, we couldn’t find a nickname that we loved. I had also brought up the name Elise several times (separate from Elizabeth), but Jeff always vetoed it (which he now denies). So when I called Jeff at 4:00 on the the 3rd and asked him what he thought about changing our planned name to Elizabeth with the nickname Elise, I expected him to say no. Much to my surprise, he loved it, too! Her middle name, Helen, belongs to both of our maternal grandmothers, so it was a natural choice, and I love that we are honoring two very special women. I can’t believe how long it took us to come up with a name that feels so right.
Kate was absolutely thrilled to meet her baby sister, and has since adjusted really well to the new addition. Our first few days home were a little tricky, but with some help from my mom we were able to get into a good rhythm before the holidays (which I’ll tell you more about in another post). One month later, we are still doing well. My recovery seems to have been pretty seamless and both girls are happy and healthy (knock on wood!). We just need Elise to figure out how to sleep through the night and we’ll be off and running.