Noah has arrived

Well I left you hanging with the last blog, so this will top it off. August 2,2000, its time to go have my baby, yes! I hate labor stories so I won't even begin, Noah arrived before the doc could get there, it took all day, but there he was. DaNelle was there with her friend Patty, and a backpack full of wine coolers, we laughed so hard when those cool drugs kicked in about the bottles giggling and we were going to get caught. I think my kids were there for a while , we recorded the whole thing with up until out came Noah, all you here is Devan in a very cute , excited ,and innocent voice saying, "mom, he looks Chinese", then the tape stopped. They rushed the baby out of the room and wouldn't let me see him. Devan was 12 at the time and he was the one that went out to the nurses and said, let my mom see the baby! I new the minute Noah came out he had downs, I could tell by his eyes, I wouldn't have known what to look for but I had just read the chapter on downs in my pregnancy book out of boredom. God worked that one out pretty good:) I lay in the hospital in some what of a shocked state, a normal delivery allows you to go right home, but they kept me as I was dazed. I think they worried that I wouldn't bond with my baby, the baby I named Noah. He was a sweet, sweet, baby. They were worried he wouldn't nurse as he had severely low muscle tone, nope, not the case, he nursed just fine. I had absolutely no problem bonding either, my super mother powers kicked in. One of my first visitors was my paster, I had told him what i named the baby and he said Noah, the bible meaning~ deliverer~ that says it all. Noah delivered my from a very painful past and some demons that I carried with me my whole life. My lack of patience, lack of judgement, the list goes on. The second person who visited me was Diane Fanning, remember Brian had passed away a couple of months earlier, I had never met her, but I could tell it was a very healing moment for her. Diane continued to babysit Noah. God does amazing things with the hardest of situations, he is the best healer.The week to follow was a whirl wind, 5 days out of the womb and a million tests after. This time was very scary, we had hearing to see if he was deaf, genetic tests, but the big test was to see if his heart was ok. I sat in that room with my mom, my mom being a nurse had the insight of the real danger Noah could be in, but everything checked out fine, the heart specialist told us we would keep an eye on him and my mom started to cry, that is when i new it could have been really bad. Noah continued to have pulmonary hypertension and we used oxygen and a sleep apnea monitor on him, but that cleared up at age 2. He has a small leak in a valve that we continue to watch, it has been there the whole time but hasn't gotten any bigger. All in all I was very lucky that he didn't have any of the major problems that babies with downs have, very thankful for that. That's it, I will be done with his birth , I didn't have any post part um depression , lack of bonding or anything, Noah rocked my world the day he was born and I am madly in love with him.