Mark got Elizabeth up this morning and I ran back to her room from the kitchen to say my hellos before I had to leave for work. She was happy and waved at me, and then I noticed it, her lips were blue. It almost looked like she had eaten something with blue dye. I started to worry.
Like I said, she was happy, alert, talking, laughing, so I knew it couldn't be too bad, but it still worried me. When she was born, the first pediatrician to see her heard a heart murmur (It was part of the reason we had to stay 2 nights in the hospital) but it was not noticeable the next day upon her 2nd checkup. I just couldn't shake that worried sensation.
I called the doctor and have talked with the triage nurse and I should just keep an eye on her, but it is probably that she was extra cold last night. I have never felt like I have this morning, how sick to my stomach I have been, thinking about what could be wrong or what I did to possibly make this happen. I know it's out of my control now, and I just hope to never see it again.
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