In One Moment

Meet Isabelle Grace Hill

April 5th 2013
4:46pm
8 pounds 13 ounces
20 inches

Sometimes everything can change in one moment.

Even when the change is predicted it can still be startling when it hits. When Isabelle was born, everything changed -- but nothing changed.

I was still me and Branden was still Branden; the world was still round and day was still day.

But my heart was different.
I now had a huge spot filled that had been reserved for this moment for a long time.
When your heart changes, everything changes.

In that moment my emotions were siring in all directions.
Fear for her future in this world.
Faith that the Lord would watch over our little family.
Sorrow for past mistakes.
Pure Joy when I would look into those beautiful eyes.
But mostly love and gratitude.

When I was younger, I thought I wanted to be a mighty successful business women. busy days, tall buildings, and a life full of numbers and feeling important to the world screamed for my attention. but something else told me that I really wanted to be a mother, and it was a calming whisper.

I dont not know why, but I trusted the whisper, and now I know.

The labor and delivery were smooth. I fainted a few times from loss of blood afterwords but we were all okay.

Branden has been a complete dream-come-true for me through all of this. He is different too, I can tell a spot was filled for him as well.

Isabelle is now in the NICU for a heart murmurer and a high white-blood-cell count (which is indication of infection).

We miss her dearly but are glad that she is safe and taken care of.
Sometimes I really miss her.
I cry.
But I know soon she will be home in our arms.
I try to look on the bright side, because in reality almost everything about this situation is bright. We are lucky they caught it before we left (we were literally on our way out the door). I am also getting some time to recover so I will have extra strength for her when she comes home.

Visits are the highlights of my days right now. I cannot wait to go hold her and tell her how much I love her.

She gets to come home in 7-14 days from when she was admitted.

Look at how beautiful she is:


I am so blessed for the gospel and the quiet whispers that led me to my true love and both of us to our beautiful daughter. I know that the Lord will care for us and has a plan for our little family. I believe in him and his love and I can feel his arms around us and his angles watching over us. I believe in Christ and his Atonement; I know I need it more now than ever. I am so grateful for all of our blessings and for this new change.

I am missing my little girl but I am filled with hope and love.




Sorry for the sappyness. I am not very good at putting my feelings on paper, but I thought I would try.