I'm ONLY quoting this song because it was part of church sermon last weekend.... yes, church! And ALL I could think of was my sweet, perfect baby Norah.
I wanted another boy so bad. Oh..... SO BAD. And, I just knew she was one. My pregnancy with her was very similar to that of Mitchell's- way worse- but similar. I told the ultrasound tech to "find the parts, and let me tell her what I was having." I knew I could spot a kickstand. But, no kickstand. Then I saw the "cheeseburger" and I said "IS IT A GIRL?"
"Oh, it's definitely a girl," I was told.
HUH.
I was sad- heck, I was SO sure of a boy, I had purchased things (dumb, I know)- and then I was mad at myself for being so childish.
Leah, however, wanted a girl SO BAD, and she was SO THRILLED, I got over it. Yep- thanks to the 5 year old! And, of course, because I know how fragile life can be, and that it's a miracle anyone ever has a healthy baby. Here I was, being blessed with my FOURTH healthy baby. Yep, I got over it. And other than occasionally teasing Norah that she was supposed to be Nolan, I got over it, and became VERY thankful.
So, I dropped my Nolan Andrew thoughts, and traded them in for Norah Jane. I fought for Norah Beth, but I promised Jason we could use Jane if he'd only go for ONE MORE. Oh.... let's back up.
Jason wanted to schedule his big V after Mitchell. I talked him into waiting until Mitchell was 18 months old. During that time, I got my game face on.... and around Mitchell's first birthday, I convinced Jason that we would try for ONLY one month over the summer. "Let's leave it up to fate," I said. Plus, since I'm a repeat c-section, I offered to have a tubal, so he could skip the snip.
Summer came..... he thought I'd forget. And, he thought I was out of my mind. He quickly told me "Not one full month- just ONCE. ONE TIME." Ok. I can totally work with that.
BAM.... Meet Norah.
This child of mine.... oh my, she's precious. Possibly, the happiest baby we've EVER had. And, with the exception of Jenna (lol), they were all happy! She smiles first with her eyes, just one millisecond before she breaks into a full smile. I have to sneak into her room- to give her a ninny, cover her up, start her mobile- quiet as a mouse. Then, I have to literally hide and try to do my business. If she sees a face, it's over. HUGE grin, little giggles, then she forgets it's time to go to sleep! She's even gotten smart over the past couple of weeks.... and she'll follow my arm up to my hiding face!
I love this kid. It's no secret that my calling, and the happiest times of my life, lie in getting to know my kids as newborns and infants. My heaven? It smells like my sweet, angelic babies as newborns.
- She thrives on attention. If she has it, she's happier than happy.
- If she doesn't have attention, you will know about it.
- She cries louder than any baby I've EVER heard. Her first night in our hospital room, I thought someone was abducting her. With a fish hook. Turns out it's just her cry.
- She looked just like Leah her first few months, but now I'm seeing a little switch to Jenna.
- She has a tiny head.
- She more than likely has Jenna's metabolism. We spend a lot of time together at 5 am.
- She hates carrots so far. ((that's as far as we've gotten))
- She did awesome at nursing in the hospital, but once home, she got her latch all wrong. It took me nearly 3 weeks, and lots of pain, to get it right. More so than all the other babies combined.
- I was so sick with her while pregnant, and all the other kids did their fair share to expose her to lots of other stuff. She should be pretty much immune to EVERYTHING.
- I can't believe she's coming up on 5 months. REALLY?!
- I have her birth announcements, but haven't sent a ONE. Sorry, sweetie.... you're number 4. What more can I say?
- She's my only child with a birthmark.
- She has two favorite blankets- made by a friend- that are wool. She webs her fingers and toes through them, and sleeps so wonderfully. It's gotta be hot under there, especially THIS summer!
- She makes me want more. Surprised??
I thought I knew what I wanted-- another boy. But I wasn't meant to have two boys.... I got what I needed. What WE needed. Sweet Norah Jane. We love you, baby girl.
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