The entire event turned out, in many ways, just as we'd planned. We did want it to happen this weekend, and we both got full work weeks in, I got out of teaching the lesson in Elders' Quorum this weekend, she's a September baby, and she's got everything where it's supposed to be!
In other ways, however, it did not go at all as planned. We made it through a long night and Kira decided it was probably time to head to her sister's place in Draper. On the way, she decided we should just go straight to the hospital; that ended up being a very smart move.
When she was checked, they were shocked to find little Avey's heartbeat at a soaring 185 bpm. Within 15 minutes, she was being prepared for surgery.
I was absolutely blown away at how calm she was through every step of it. She didn't panic, complain, or blame anyone. She was polite and patient with everyone and every step of the surgery.
Avey was delivered by cesarean section, and shortly after being wiped off, weighed and measured, was turning slightly blue. She was taken to the nursery and hooked up to some devices to measure the oxygen saturation of her blood. It was a little low, so they took the proper steps to give her some. She came very close to no longer needing the oxygen, but after two x-rays, two pediatricians, and a lot of waiting, we found that she has pneumonia.
The prognosis is very good; the biggest worry we had was her breathing rate- she was breathing twice what she should have. After another test, they found that her body was discarding the carbon dioxide at an equal rate, so toxicity was not an issue, but she would need to be on antibiotics for at least seven days.
That doesn't mean that she'll necessarily be in the hospital for that long, but we'll have to have someone come to our apartment periodically if she's discharged before that.
Kira is doing very well under the circumstances. She did let the emotion of it all sink in about an hour after it was all over, and we'll probably still feel the surprise and drama of the day for a long time to come, but her spirits are high and she is anxious to get healed and begin this new chapter of her life.
I am all but overcome with awe and the most humbling feelings I've ever known. The moment I saw her head emerge and her face twitching, I knew I would do absolutely anything for her.
I'm off to bed now, but more updates are forthcoming, along with better pictures when we can actually hold her again.