Makayla

So this few weeks has been the worst week of my life. We lost our sweet baby girl Makayla. A couple weekends ago I didn't feel her move on Saturday and I thought she was just not moving as much as normal, and then on Sunday I still didn't feel her. Then we started to get worried. So we went to the Hospital and when the nurse was trying to find her heartbeat, nothing. Then they got the ultrasound machine that the nurse uses and still nothing. They called the ultrasound tech and it took 30 mins for her to get there and when she got there she couldn't tell us what the news was until she told the Dr. When they called the Dr. the nurse came in to tell us the news we already knew, she was gone. My heart sank, my sweet baby is gone. (I think God was preparing me for this cuz I knew that something was going to happen at 25 weeks and I was 25 weeks and 3 days) The nurse sat there and she was telling me what was going to happen and then I had to sign papers saying it was okay to induce me and I felt so alone. When the Dr. came in she told me what was going to happen, and she said that I could have as little or as much medication I wanted. While we where waiting we called family and texted friends. My sister, nephew, and my parents came to the hospital to help with the labor and to help with Zoë. As the night went on my parents took Zoë to their house and my sister and nephew stayed with Jonathan and I. While Jonathan slept my sister and nephew kept me laughing and kept my spirits high. I don't remember what time it was but my nephew left and it was just Jonathan, my sister and I. Then the pain started to get worse, so I had them give me some pain meds. That was a funny moment because I was so high, lol and then a few a hours later I had some more and then I got a epidural. Which I started balling because I didn't want to not feel what was going on, but I was in so much pain and mentally couldn't stand the pain anymore. A couple of hours later my epidural started to wear off and I felt the urge to push and I couldn't cuz the Dr. wasn't in our room. So it felt like forever for her to get there but when she did she was just in time one push and she was out. Jonathan, my sister and I started to cry. Even though I knew that she was gone all I wanted was to hear her cry and open her eyes. So after they cleaned her up they handed her to me. She was so perfect, she had her daddy's nose her sister's chin and lips, and my ears. And it looked like she had red hair. She was 1 lb and 14 oz and she was 13 in. long. All the nurses said her finger and feet were so long. She was such a doll. As the day went on the tears keep flowing. I was so happy that I was able to hold her and name her. I know that God had a reason for all of this. Knowing that Makayla is in heaven and I will see her again has helped so much. I decided to not get mad at God, he gave me the chance to carry Makayla and feel her move, some people don't even get that chance. God has given me my sweet Zoë, and hearing her say that "Misskayla is in Heaven with Jesus" is so sweet. Thank you Lord for what you have given me, you have blessed me with two girls and I thank you.