After having twin boys born with EB, and losing them both, I got pregnant again - despite all medical warnings not to have any more children, as there was a 1 in 4 chance that the same defect would be present. (But we were young and brave then.)
I gave birth to a second girl, who I saw just briefly before she was wrapped up and whipped away to be taken to a skin specialist who had been called to the hospital as soon as I went into labour. He was young Australian guy and had been waiting for 9 hours for my baby to be born. (They had to wake him up!)
After the longest time (probably 20 minutes or so) he burst into the labour room with both thumbs up, shouting, "She's perfect!"
My best sentence ever!
(Mind you, we were so lucky to have our first daughter 'perfect' too. But we didn't know it then.)