We all anxiously awaited the arrival of my sister's little baby. At Jen's
20 week anatomy scan, the technician found an oomphalocele
on the baby's belly. Typically, that kind of defect is also coupled with other physical and genetic abnormalities. I remember my sister telling me about the phone call she received after the results from the ultrasound came back. In tears, Jen, Daniel and I sat and prayed over that sweet baby. Prayed, hard, that God would protect the baby, that the doctors would have all the information needed to proceed with care, and that Jen and Daniel would be strengthened and comforted as they walked a road unknown to them.
They did a lot of testing, and watched the baby as it grew, and PRAISE JESUS, the doctors determined that there were no other defects, and that the size of the oomphalocele was fairly small. Still, the baby would need to have surgery within the first couple days of it's life. All so so scary and hard to process when you are still carrying the baby in your womb.
My sister was a champ. She remained strong, calm, and graceful, which I know she attributes to God. Because of the potential complications and stress a vaginal birth can have on a wee babe, the doctors scheduled a c-section.
Daniel texted my parents and I to come out into the hallway at 9:41 am.
We all took guesses on what she was having. Most of us thought it would be a girl. But to our surprise, it was a BOY!
My sister's lips!
Wheeling the baby into the NICU.
They only allowed two people back in the NICU room. My mom and I went in to find that Jen had just been wheeled in from her recovery.
It was heavy, seeing him hooked up to everything. And I even had the comfort of knowing that his defect wasn't that bad. My heart broke for the other babies in the NICU, and their parents.
Brody's sweet nurses.
His surgery went really well, and he is a healthy baby boy with a bellybutton :) I can only imagine the stories he'll make up as to how he got his scar.
Welcome to the world, Brody!! You are loved!