Miss Lillian

World, meet Lillian Grace.

Lillian was born at exactly midnight (12:00:05 to be precise) June 25, 2012*. She was 7 pounds, 2 ounces and 20.5 inches long.

During her insanely fast delivery Lilly swallowed some fluid, so when she was born she was ivory colored and immediately rushed to the NICU to have her lungs pumped clear and given oxygen. When Matt and I met her a couple hours later, she was already a healthy pink and doing very well. She stayed on oxygen overnight, so we didn’t get to hold her until about 8 am after they took her off oxygen. They kept her in the NICU for observation for two days, and we stayed one more night just to make sure she remained stable completely on her own.

It didn’t take long before we were all calling her “Lilly,” and I often find myself calling her Miss Lilly; she’s very dainty and lady-like. Not to mention, it’s easier for David to say “Lilly” than Lillian. The name is a combination of family names and personal taste: Lillian  is my great aunt’s name (a very special figure in our family) and Grace is a family name from several generations ago. We liked the sound of Lillian Grace, and Lilly is just the cutest nickname.

David LOVES Lilly. He gets jealous when I’m holding her and he’s not. He loves to hold her and kiss her and play with her hands. We have to watch him closely because he’ll try to pick her up (often bum first) and take her somewhere. The last few nights of Lilly sleeping in the crib, David has slept better than he has in a month. He loves to have “Baby Lilly” with him.

Don’t get me wrong, there has been some adjusting for David. He has his moments when he wants our attention when we’re giving it to her, but those aren’t super common. He looks for opportunities to test his limits and see if we’re paying attention, but for the most part he’s done phenomenally.

Lilly is the the most wonderful baby. She eats and sleeps well, already eating every 3 hours and sleeping for 4 and 5 hour stretches at night. She has dimples on both cheeks and smiles constantly in her sleep, and often when she hears David.

If you want to read about the labor and delivery, a post will follow. Trust me, this delivery deserves a post all its own.

* Our anniversary is August 25, Matt’s birthday is September 25, and my birthday is October 25 — So June 25 is the perfect birthday.