Strong Baby Ella

We just got to see her for the first time since surgery. It was about 12 hours earlier that we were kissing her and holding her feet and hands. Talk about a long 12 hours. Once I saw her, I realized how much I have missed her today. I miss my babies.

Seeing her on the table was a little shocking. Tonight, we have a nurse that we had last night. He was so sweet with her last night, rubbing her head and feet to get her comfortable (since she can't be held), so I feel at peace leaving her in his care. There were tons of wires and machines all around her. They had a hospital blanket covering most of her to keep her warm and they had a blanket from our home draped over her eyes that I loved to wrap Eli in when he was little. I will never look at that blanket the same again. It has a lot more meaning now. It has comforted both of my babies. 😃

Our nurse told us that we could hold her hand if we'd like and it was too much for me to bear, but Matt went and held her little hand. It was a sweet moment in the midst of all of the craziness.

We met and talked with the pediatrician on duty tonight and she told us that Ella's needing less assistance with oxygen. They're down to 50% and the goal is to get her to breathe our air which is 21% oxygen.

I have felt so weird since seeing her. Like a peace has come over me, but it almost felt like I wasn't seeing Ella, it was kind of like I was seeing another person's baby, a little unreal.

Thank you all for praying! I praise the Lord for His grace that He has shown us and for His provision over our sweet girl. She is a FIGHTER!