Thursday, October 28, 2004
After a serious 'bout' of labour, 20+ hours to be exact, my sister went into the operating room for a caesarian birth. It was somewhat upsetting for her, considering the work she had accomplished up to that point. Nonetheless, the surgery went fabulous and a wee girl entered the world. Once we heard that cry, we all breathed a sigh of relief at the arrival of Ella Mckenzie. Backing up a bit, I was in the delivery/hospital room with my sister for nearly 24 hours previous to the surgery. I felt so helpless, yet I wanted to be available to her. Being an observer isn't really my best suit - I prefer to keep busy. "Want water?" and "How about some ice?" was really the sum of my contribution. I did also join in the chorus of Happy Birthday because at midnight on October 26th marked Deanna's birthday - eventually Ella's birthday as well. We figured Ella might be born on the same day as her mom, which is very cool and at this point, a tradition in the Balzer family (Opa Balzer is also born on October 26th). While we sang the song, Deanna inhaled gas, contracting and smiling - sort of.Throughout the evening, one theme continued to surface, and that was the constant reminder of how important it is to breathe. Just breathe. I love it when life gets that basic. Ella, my niece, was born 9 pounds, 4 ounces. She's got great, waved dark hair, not to mention some serious cheeks. And, she likes me already. |
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A half-dozen important kids in your sphere of influence, and two of them Ellas? Now I'm understanding Tannis's angst over the potential popularity of the name.
Congratulations to the proud Aunt Esther.
Jeremy
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Congratulations to the proud Aunt Esther.
Jeremy
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