When we found out we were expecting, hubby and I both kept everything crossed for a baby girl. He wanted a Daddy’s girl, and I wanted another little girl to dress up in hair bows and tutus. Ashley was growing out of that stage quickly, and I was really starting to miss it. We never even discussed boy names. We were so sure this baby was going to be a girl, that we only talked about girl names. We had the perfect name. She would be Ella Grace.
One morning, Zander (almost 3 at the time) and I were watching The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe. Zander leaned over, grabbed my belly, and said, “Your name will be Lucy.” We didn’t even know for sure that it was going to be a girl at that point, but that was it. I called hubby at work and said, “We’re naming the baby Lucy” and explained why. From that moment on, we knew we’d have a little “Lucy” joining our family.
A few weeks later, I went in for my 20 week ultrasound, and we discovered, sure enough, that it was a girl. (Thank heavens!) The ultrasound tech didn’t say much else, just that everything looked OK and we were most definitely having a girl.
I got home that afternoon, and one of the doctors from the OB practice I went to called me. He said that there was a concern with the ultrasound and I was going to have to see a specialist and have a level 2 ultrasound done. The concern he saw was that the baby had a Single Umbilical Artery (SUA), or a two vessel cord. I had no idea what this meant, so he went on to explain that this could cause all sorts of problems with the pregnancy: early labor, birth defects, low growth rate. The longer he talked, the harder the tears began to fall. I was so scared. I called hubby and told him, and then called and scheduled an appointment with the specialist.
We had dozens of ultrasounds done throughout that pregnancy. Everything appeared fine. I was friends with a girl who was also pregnant and dealing with a baby with SUA. We leaned on each other a lot that pregnancy. Neither one of us was sure what was going to happen.
Toward the end of my pregnancy, I started going into labor a lot, and they’d have to give me mag sulfate to stop it. I had 2 Non-Stress Tests done every week, and the baby was so calm each time, they’d have to shock her to get her to move around. (Talk about horrifying!) It was such a difficult pregnancy, and I remember being so scared the entire time.
Finally, they scheduled my induction for September 18th. There were no complications, and she was born beautiful and healthy. I was so happy. Another perfect little lady had entered our lives and our family.
Now, here we are 4 years later, and it has been amazing. Lucy is crazy… In a good way, of course! She’s always talking, or singing, or dancing. She is the world’s biggest drama queen, and will burst into tears for no reason at all. She loves unconditionally and has a heart of gold. She makes me smile all the time. And she is such a blessing to me.
I love you so much, Lucy! I am so proud of you and the little girl you are becoming! I am so thankful God gave you to me and is allowing me to be your Mommy. Keep your eyes on Jesus, and He’ll always take care of you. Keep smiling!