My first born

Phyre. Her name really says it all. Words could not explain the emotions one has for their first child. I know for me, being the eldest girl in my family of five children, there was never a moment when I didn't think one day I'd be a mom. It was always going to be, so when we found out we were having a baby, all the emotions and anticipation ran through me like FIRE. I hoped for a boy but I got a girl. At first I was a little sad but after seeing her so many times prior to her birth, she was my baby girl and happiness exudes. Being pregnant with Phyre was a roller coaster because my blood work came back with levels that she may have spina bifida. I had to see a perinatal doctor every month and then every week which was nice because I actually got to see Phyre a lot. She came a week early and on that day, my water broke after shifting in bed, and to the hospital we went. I took my time because I knew it would be a while. I even took a shower and waited to wake up Jimmy when my contractions worsened. I decided not to have any drugs which I regret. It was very hard to endure the pain and push for an hour. When I laid eyes on my little girl for the first time, I thought "Oh my gosh she's really Asian!". Duh, look at her parents. I couldn't get over it but I knew I loved her and I didn't want her to go, but I had to. They needed to clean her and do what hospitals do. That night, I didn't get her back. I waited and waited and no one would tell me where she was or if she was okay. I became nervous and anxious to see my girl. Maves came to my room late and said she had spoken to the doctor and they told her but she was not to tell me what was going on but I made her. Phyre had episodes where should would stop breathing and the reason was unknown. They had to stimulate her to get her to breath again so she was moved the NICU, monitors and all. She stayed in the NICU for a week and I wasn't able to bring her home like normal people do. Instead, Jimmy and I timed our visits with their visitation hours and we'd wake up early to get back to the hospital to be with her. In the end they said it was reflux and that I would have to watch her when she ate to make sure she was still breathing. As you can see, Phyre is fine today.

Losing her second tooth at age 5.

My life is everything because I have my children and Phyre is just the beginning.