She has arrived

I know this post is almost three weeks late, but I have been a little busy :)
I will post more about her birthday another time, but just wanted to give a little bit of information.
Kylie Jo arrived on Wednesday, July 1, 2009, at 7:47am. She weighed 7 lbs 8 ozs and was 19.25 inches long. She has blue eyes and light brown/blond hair. She is beautiful!!!!
After Kylie was born, and the doctor was finishing working on me, I only saw the side of her face while Joe was holding her. Joe then took her to the nursery while I went to the recovery room. I stayed there for about an hour and then was taken to a labor and delivery room (since all of the other rooms were full). I was told I would be there for about four hours until a room opened up. Once in the room I was waiting for them to bring her to the room. I was told that Joe got to give her first bath while she was in the nursery (pictures to come). After waiting what felt like forever, her pediatrician (and my doctor), Dr. Speckmiear came in to talk to me. He then told me the worst news a new mom could ever hear. They would be taking Kylie to the NICU. Dr. S told me that she was breathing 90 times a minute and that she had fluid in her lungs. I immediately started to cry. Everyone else got to see her in the nursery before they took her upstairs, but I hadn't even seen her yet. The doctor told me it could be one of three things wrong: #1- "Wet Lungs", which is common in some newborns, #2- fluid in the lungs from being a C-Section baby, or #3- an infection. He said the first one would clear up in about three days and the second one would clear up in about a week. Even though I wish I didn't have to worry about any of it, I was hoping that it was one of the first two problems.
After about fours hours of sitting in a labor and delivery room (while they were doing construction outside and under the floor), I was wheeled into my own room where I would be staying the next few days. I was told that I got the best room because I had the best view. There was a fountain outside my window and it was supposed to light up at night (which it never did). Still I had not seen Kylie. I really wanted to go up to the NICU as soon as I got to my room, but my doctor said that I would have to wait a while longer (it is already 4pm). She said I had to wait at least 12 hrs after surgery before getting into a wheelchair to go upstairs. Around 5pm I got the news that I could go to the NICU, but I would have to wait until 8 since they close the NICU for shift change. A little after 8pm (more than 12 hours after she was born), Joe and I headed upstairs to see Kylie. She looked so little (even though she was "big" for a NICU baby). I really wanted to hold her, but was told I wouldn't be able to until her breathing got better. I could have sat there and looked at her forever. I was so glad to finally get a good look at my precious little baby. After visiting for a little while, Joe and I headed back downstairs to our room to get some sleep.
Stay tuned for more of the story. ( I have to go right now and feed Miss Kylie)