We left for the hospital just after 11 on the night of the 14th, after what I thought was my water breaking. After a few tests and waiting around they finally admitted us. She was finally on her way!
Malia was born August 15 at 6:57 am. She weighed 8 lbs & 21 1/4 in long. She was very content most of the day, when she wasn't sleeping or eating she was wide awake. Adam left mid afternoon to go home and get the kids and grandma w to come meet "baby sister" ( this was her name at the moment because we had yet to decide on a name for her). They each had a turn to hold there new sister!
After only a few minutes of being there, Jerrick was sitting on the bed with me when he turned to me and told me to get my shoes on it was time to go home. When I asked him if baby sister could come home with us, he said no she has to stay here. Needless to say they have become best buds and he is a great big brother to her.
The rest of the time was pretty uneventful, Malia slept the rest of the afternoon, and Adam took kids home and spent sometime with all his brothers and there families who were visiting for the weekend. Her first night was a little rough with constant crying and little sleep, once we finally got her to sleep it wasn't much later the nurse came in to wake her up to take her vitals and prick her heal to get some blood. She couldn't get enough blood so she had to prick both her heals. Eventually later that day putting a line in her arm for a blood draw because the blood kept clotting so they couldn't use it for what they needed to test it for. She slept most of the day. And of course we had to wait around most of the day before being released to go home. That night she cried most of the night with little sleep. I think she got it out of her system, she's a pretty good sleeper now.
She is now 5 weeks old.





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