Ruby's Birth Story

So today our little Miss Ruby Two Shoes turns 1 year old! I decided that on this day I would share her birth story. Like I have said before, I hope to be kicking around a long time, but if I have learned anything in this life it is that tomorrow is never guaranteed.  Ruby, when you are older and want to know this story, I want you to be able to hear it, anytime you want....

I'd like to say it was all rainbows and lollipops, but not quite, although when you did finally arrive, it was pure love. No other way to describe it.

First, you came a little early. You were a scheduled C-section ( why you ask??  Your brother weighed 10lbs 6 oz , so I wasn't taking any chances:) and you were supposed to be born Oct 12th. Your actual due date was October 19th, but because you were a C-section they like to schedule the birth one week early so mommies do not go into real labour..hmmm..yeah, that was the plan.

However, you decided that you wanted to come out 2 days early. The night before you came I asked your Daddy to rub my back, you see, you were getting just a little heavy and my lower back was trying it's best to take the weight, but because I was a couple pounds overweight , okay, maybe a few...my back just wasn't holding up very well:) So he gave my back a nice deep massage ( come to find out later, that can induce labour.. OOPS!)  Hours later, you woke me up! It was time for you to make your way into this world ! It was a Monday, October 10th, Thanksgiving Day!

I wasn't prepared, which sounds funny because I had gone into labour with your brother so you would think I would have known what to expect. But you were different. I first felt the contractions around 4 in the morning . I thought I would have plenty of time to shower and pack up my things before we went to the hospital but about half way through the shower, the pain got worse, much worse. You wanted out! Your brother was asleep so we needed to call Auntie Lisa to come watch him while we went to the hospital. (Nana and Pepe were in Moncton because they thought you were coming on Oct. 12 just like we did!) Your Auntie Lisa and cousin Kenzie arrived and we were on our way. I was getting nervous at this point because the contractions felt fierce and close together...YIKES! Don't come yet baby Ruby!

We got to the hospital and I felt some relief that at least you were not going to be born in the Corolla! And I think your Daddy was feeling some relief too:) He is pretty handy, but delivering a baby, I don't know...

Anyway, back to the story. So the nurses hooked me up to the special monitor to make sure this was real labour. It didn't take them long to figure out that this was the real deal! So the next step was waiting for Dr. Farag and the anesthesiologist to arrive and get you out. It felt like days but in reality it was just a few hours and then in an instant, you were here. We knew your name already, Ruby Mae Mary. You were perfectly perfect. Ruby because we LOVED the name and it also happens to be your Grampy Arsenault's birthstone, Mae for Mark and Rae put together and Mae is also your Great Nanny MacNeill's middle name. Mary for both of your grandmothers' middle names AND also your Great Grammy Arsenault's middle name.

You were a big girl, not quite as big as your big brother, but a healthy 9lbs 6oz!

I couldn't stop looking at you. Daddy couldn't either. We loved you nose to toes.

There is a little more to this story, but I think you knew it was your birthday because you wanted to stay up late and now I'm sleepy too. SO let's call this Part 1:)

Happy Birthday sweet girl. You are always loved.

xo