It’s National Nurses Week, and boy do we have some nurses to
be grateful for. My mom is a nurse, my dad was a nurse (well, I guess
technically he still is though he is now on the administrative side), my
brother is a nurse, and holy buckets we have some very special friends who are
nurses and have greatly impacted our lives recently (once again).
While I plan to share our Marley Reese’s complete birth
story on the blog here at some point, I do want to share pieces of it today.
We had some beautiful souls with us on the day of Marley
Reese’s birth (just one week ago today); some of whom have walked with us for
the past three years. These amazing people wanted Marley’s
birthday to be the sweetest day for us. They wanted joy for us just about as
much as we did. These nurses went out of their way for us to have the most
special day. Since November (when our c-section was scheduled), they had
planned to join us for our sweet third baby’s birthday. They checked in through
our pregnancy and anticipated the day with us. They listened to my anxious
thoughts and reassured me we’d make it to May 3rd.
On the day of
Marley’s birth, they prepped me and walked me to the OR. They held me while receiving
my spinal. They captured some incredibly special moments on camera for us. And,
the man who beat our son’s heart for 18 minutes before the Holy Spirit breathed
life into him, held my hand in the minutes before my husband was allowed into
the OR. Grateful, grateful, grateful is what we are.
These people rejoiced in hearing our daughter’s cries, they
were the first to hold her and ensure she was okay. They showered us all with
love, they brought gifts for all THREE of our sweet babies. Once again, they
lived and breathed some incredibly precious moments of our life with us.
