You were supposed to arrive with a scheduled c-section on September 6th, but on September 5th my water broke and you let us know that this is your world and we're just living in it. Your dad & I rushed to cedars sinai, feeling unprepared and uncertain of how things would unfold. Your Auntee Micaela was here too, in town from Texas for a pre-planned trip, and was sad she wasn't going to be able to meet you this time. Then you started the party early and she was happy you gave her that chance! Suddenly I found myself laying on the operating table staring up into the lights, scared, numb and unable to move with your dad's hand on my forehead, and a blue curtain stretched taught between my head and the rest of the room bustling with the business of surgery. Nurses, Doctors and the rest of the OR staff, danced around, pushing this button and that, so used to the unusual rhythm of the place. All I could feel was periodic tugging on me from beyond that curtain, and all I could hear was the beeping of machinery. Suddenly I heard a gasp and the doctor cried out "a True knot... this could be really dangerous!" and then a moment of silence. My heart started pounding but then your cry rang out so high and strong and sweet! They lifted your little head over the curtain and we locked eyes for a moment before they whisked you away for Dad to cut your umbilical chord. Lauren Hill's song "Can't Take My Eyes Off Of You" was playing and the world stopped just then, the moment I laid eyes on you. Tears I didn't know were waiting to greet you sprung forth and there you were, 7 pounds, 11 ounces and 20.5 inches worth of determined, precious being with strong lungs and a powerful voice. That, baby girl, is the story of your birth and we are so happy to meet you.