I remember that night very clearly. Due to some severe swelling, the doctors were keeping an eye on me. I had gone back into the hospital to finish up some lab work. Just as they were sending me on my way, my OB made a frantic call to the nurses, telling them to keep me there because I had to have the baby that night.
A few hours later, Joni came into this world via c-section. I missed most of the birth because in the middle of surgery, I began to feel very severe pain, and they basically knocked me out. Several hours later Joni was sent to another hospital because she needed more and better care. I didn't get to hold her until she was several days old. Her entrance into our lives and the proceeding weeks were a bit of a roller coaster, but we loved her every step of the way. She's our little Jojo, and we're so glad she's part of this family.
Little Joni just a few days old in the NICU
Joni with her cake she picked out from the grocery store (with no mixer, no oven, and no measuring utensils, I have a good excuse to buy instead of make). Technically, the cake says congratulations (in Hebrew) but she was convinced it said Happy Birthday.