We found out we were expecting shortly after I played what I thought to be a quite hilarious April Fools joke on Jon. "Congrats Daddy! Can't wait for Baby Oz!" Little did I know, that wasn't exactly a false statement. Three tests concluded that Baby Oz was in fact on the way!
The first few months were lonely for me. Jon was working out of town and I only got to see him once a week, if that. The first trimester exhaustion led to a messy house and eating baked potatoes for supper. Every. Single. Night.
As the weeks went by, we got more and more excited at the thought of finding out if we had a little boy or a little girl peanut on the way. Around this same time, my Grandma Thompson had a stroke. It was such a bittersweet time for us all - being excited about a new baby coming into the world and the possibility of my grandmother leaving it. She said all along that she thought we were having a girl. She just knew it. We planned a big gender-reveal party and sure enough...
Grandma Thompson was right...Baby Oz was a GIRL!
More weeks went by and the belly grew and grew. I wasn't much for belly shots, but I did take a couple. No matter how little or how many pictures I took, this baby was loved. Spoiled rotten, but loved. We could wait!
As my due date (December 17) got closer, I was showing no signs of progressing into labor. And after crying at numerous Dr. appointments (which is quite embarrassing) I was finally scheduled for a c-section December 28 at 12:00pm. We were so nervous. Did we have everything we needed? Is the carseat installed right? Is the bag packed? I glanced over her room many times that night knowing that in just a few days there would finally be a little occupant in there. My heart was racing as I went to sleep that night.
The next day seemed like a blur, but there are a few moments I do remember very clearly. I remember the song that was playing as we drove into Grinnell. "It Won't Be Like This For Long" really hit home. I was crying in the car thinking that soon we would have a daughter to relate some of my favorite songs to.
We arrived in the hospital and began the entire process. Grinnell Hospital took great care of us. Dr. Coster and Dr. Ferguson are fabulous as is all of the staff there. We felt very much at home there. Family members came in to wish us good luck and they all patiently waited for the newest little Osborn to make her entrance.
Sawyer Madelyn Osborn was welcomed into the world at 12:29pm on December 28, 2011 weighing in a 9lb 11oz and 21 inches long.
I still remember Dr. Coster referring to her as a "Whopper" as he lifted her out of me. And she was! But she was beautiful and perfect and ours. 10 tiny fingers and 10 tiny toes and the cutest double chin I've ever seen. We fell in love.
There's no feeling in the world like being a parent. The love I have for my daughter is stronger and more intense than any other love I have felt. I look at her most days in amazement and wonder why God gave me such a beautiful gift and I'm so grateful! Now the fun begins...
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