On Wednesday, August 1st, 2012, at 7 o’clock pm right on the dot, my sister had her first baby – Marissa Mae.
|Missy waiting to get swaddled again|
She is 7lbs, 13.2 oz and a healthy 21.5″ long. She has amazing motor skills already and I’m just waiting for her to get old enough to teach her wonderful things about this world.
|It is really hard to not smile around this baby.|
And I got a haircut! Well… and dyed my hair reddish. I love it. But no where near as close as how much I love this little bundle or my amazingly strong sister who – despite pain meds not working and wearing off – pushed this little girl out naturally. Gosh, she is so strong.
|I hated seeing her in pain but she’s so happy now.|
My sister got ill shortly after we found out that Still’s was my new buddy. She has had it essentially a few months shorter than me, and I’m coming up on 19 years. Kelsey will turn 21 in January and hasn’t ever really had treatment for her illness. A big part of why I blog is so that others know what the two of us go through with our fights against Still’s, and so that they will know what strong fighters we can be. There is no better example of that than my baby sister.
Over the years since I began this blog, I’ve talked about my history with sexual abuse – which we both have been through. I have also talked about how scary it was when she had a seizure a few years ago, and how I thought I was watching her die. To see her not only healthy but pushing out a baby was, needless to say, the most amazing experience I have ever been through. I am so grateful that I was able to be a part of this special day for the person I love the absolute most in this world.