It's Day 17 of the Slice of Life Story Challenge, started by Two Writing Teachers. I am writing around the theme topic of "What I Know For Sure." (See Day 1 for a full explanation.)
It was spitting snow that day - St. Patrick's Day 1993. From my high-rise room in Christ Hospital in Cincinnati, I looked out the window and couldn't understand why the world hadn't stopped to celebrate the birth of our first child, Elizabeth Anne. Well, I know a few stopped to celebrate. She was born after 20+ hours of labor and an emergency C-section. I remember trembling with anxiety when they had to rush me to the unexpected surgery, doctors and nurses swarming in. In my March 1st post, I told a story about guardian angels, and watching over me that day was certainly one - the anesthesiologist. He was of good cheer and Irish background - an Irish jig was playing in the delivery room, and he stood at my head, speaking soothingly and optimistically, smoothing back my sweaty hair and keeping me posted on what was happening. In between reassurances, he hummed along with the music.
The first words said about Libby was, "Look at all that hair!" Well, maybe those were the second words. The first were, "It's a girl!" We hadn't know if she was a boy or girl, and those words thrilled me. I was so excited! She cried hardily, passed her APGAR scores with flying colors, and because it was a Cesarean, was shown to me only briefly and whisked out of the room before I got to hold her. After recovery though, she was placed in my arms. The nurses had put a little green ribbon in her dark, already curly hair. What a fierce love children evoke. I remember thinking I could hardly contain it. What plans God had for her - plans for hope and a future!
Today she is 22 years old. She will be graduating from Miami University in May and getting married in June. In August, she'll start her job at Nationwide Insurance in the Marketing Leadership program and will be moving with Jamie to Columbus. Time flies. We are so proud of, not only her amazing accomplishments and intelligence, but of her kind and gentle spirit, her sense of right and wrong, and the goodness she puts into the world. She's fun and full of energy, ideas, and conversation.
What I Know For Sure: Being a parent is one of the hardest, most rewarding, most joyful roles in life. I have the luck of the Irish because there's no one I would rather be than Libby and Katie's mom.
I love this post! I love this line: What a fierce love children provoke. It's so true, isn't it? Almost indescribable. Your Libby sounds like a lovely lass. Happy birthday to her.
ReplyDeleteLovely snippet that shares your strong emotion of the day she was born as equally as your emotion about her birthday today. Parenthood is as much about celebrating as it is about remembering. Well done.
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful tribute to motherlove, divine plans, and a little luck of the Irish thrown in for good measure!
ReplyDeleteHolly, may the luck of the Irish continue to be with you and your girls. Happy Saint Patrick's Day and Happy Birthday to Libby. Your post is touching.
ReplyDeleteHappy Birthday to Libby - who is blessed with so much, especially a mom who loves her so dearly.
ReplyDeleteThank you for sharing such a special day with us. I love your theme of "What I Know for Sure" Great way to run your blogging challenge.
ReplyDeleteI love the what I know for sure! We've all had those moments... moments of triumph, moments of heartache. But what it boils down to is we love and are so proud of our children. I leave this slice with my heart a little warmer :) Happy bday to Libby!
ReplyDeleteA beautiful post, Holly.
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