We have our sweet little baby V.

So,
The weekend before baby V. was born via C-section we went to Chick fil A for the birth moms daughter's birthday. It was fun and I didn't feel near as nervous as when we met for the first time at Chuck e cheese. They brought cake and Ice cream with us to the restaurant and then we decided it was too crowded after we had eaten lunch and we went back to their apartment to eat it. I got a few pics with the birth mom and of her girls too. They are both so cute, little divas, who can speak so well.

On March 31st we went to the hospital really early in the morning. My mom came down to watch our other kids. The case worker basically said play it by ear.She said I could be there in the room for the c-section. We could see the baby and then just stay for an hour and then maybe come back again that night. I told her we would hang out around the city and just wait for the call to come see the baby and the birth mom again. Well, it worked out so differently and so much better than I could have ever dreamed of.
Wes waited out in the waiting room while I dressed down into my cute jump suit for the operating room. I went in with a case worker from the agency.

I held G.'s hands while she got the epidural and lets just say it was an awesome experience to be able to see the delivery of our last child. I cried when she came out and so did G.

She weighed 5 pounds 9 ounces and she was 17 inches long. She had to go to the nursery for a few hours after she was born because her oxygen levels were a bit low. It was nerve racking, but she pulled out of it. She was borderline NICU, but thankfully she was just fine about breathing on her own.

(My friend Brandy took these pics of V. when she was almost 2 weeks old)

We stayed in the hospital with G. the whole time and talked and laughed and never left until the 2nd night when I got a migrain because I was so exhausted from not getting any sleep. We went and got a hotel. It was meant to be though, so G. could spend one on one time with baby V. The first night we stayed just a few doors down in a hospital room, it was so uncomfortable.
On Wednesday (the 3rd day) we got a hotel for G. and her girls (G. was desperate to see them)so, instead of staying another night in the hospital we offered that for her.

When G. and I said goodbye we hugged and cried, we didn't say much, but it was like saying bye to a sister. We had bonded and now we share a daughter. We will always have that connection. We have each others cell numbers and have been talking back and forth every few days or so. She is doing very well. She has had some heart complications, which is scary! But her emotions seem to be evening out. I can't even imagine the sorrow she must be feeling about being away from baby V. But, she tells us very often, that she feels so good about her decision. She loves us so much! So that's comforting.
Baby V. is doing so well. When she was born she was only 36 weeks, so she still sleeps a lot. She is so fragile, but is plumping up and getting more fat on her. :) She is adorable and has such a sweet spirit.
We are tired. V. gets up about every 2 - 2 1/2 hours in the night. But, it is so worth it! I would go through everything over and over again for our sweet kids.
It has been an amazing/hard/miraculous experience for each one. I would have never imagined the journey we have been through. We know the hand Heavenly Father has played in it. We feel so blessed that we have 5 kids! They are all so special!

Thanks for reading, Becky