Brooklyn Nicole Sant

Brooklyn's story of coming into this world:

On Tuesday, February 15th, after my mom had finished her appointment with the endocrinologist I decided I was getting tired of being all scrunched up inside this dark space. I started poking around and found that when I poked this one balloon it would get my mom all wet. This kind of freaked my mom out. I heard my mom talking to people trying to figure out what was really going on. I think my dad thought she was joking.

A lot of stuff happened from the time I started poking at the balloon. The next thing I really remember is someone's fingers touching the top of my head and telling my mom she was a 4. (If you ask me, I think my mom's a 10!) Then things kept getting tight on and off. I was being squeezed to death!! (or that's what it felt like, it kind of freaked me out a little bit.) This kept going on for a while. It stopped for a little bit and I think my mom got a chance to relax for a little bit.

I heard a doctor come in and tell my mom that she wanted to do a C-section. She told mom that she gave it good try all night, but she was starting to swell up and it would be better to do a C-section. I know my mom always tries to be brave, but I could tell she was a little emotional about this. I wish there was something I could have done to help her feel better. But my dad came to the rescue and told her she'd done her best and that they were going to have a daughter soon. (This is where I really come in.....)

The next thing I know is, my head was poking out and there were lots of people standing around. I heard my dad say, "She has hair, lots of hair!" They kept pushing on mom and pulling on me until I was free!! It was a lot brighter now, I liked it a lot better than being crammed up in that dark space. I heard all the doctors keep saying, "You made the right decision doing C-section." What's that supposed to mean? They took me over and put me on some kind of machine and said that I weighed 11 lbs. 10 oz. I'm not sure what that means, but all the doctors seemed shocked by this. I don't know why they were so shocked, my dad seemed really happy to see me. He took me over by mom so my mom could see what a good job she had done. I could tell my mom was really happy to see me too, which is funny because I think she might have been crying too.

Then this nurse came and took me away from my mom and dad. They took me to a special room and got me hooked up to all sorts of things. I heard them say my pancreas was working over time to help out mom, so now it has to get used to just helping out me. They took an x-ray of my right clavicle because I wasn't moving my arm, but I was just tired. The x-ray came back fine....see, I told you I was just tired. They are also checking some things with my heart to make sure it's ok. I have a lot of great people taking care of me, but I have to admit, I can't wait to just be with my mom and dad.

(**Update from mom: Brooklyn is doing well. She might have to be in NICU for up to two weeks. They're doing a few more images of her heart and sending those to the doctor's at Primary Children's-just making sure everything is looking ok and is doing what it's supposed to. Her blood sugars are starting to stabilize, which is great news!)