***I remember his birth like it was yesterday. I was two weeks from my due date, and showed up at the hospital with a nurse breathing down my neck to get an epidural or go home...my nerves were already shot because I had a two year old at home with Dad, who was trying to find someone to come sit with him until my mom got on a last minute flight to help...it was a crazy time! (One of the major disadvantages of living away from family)...anyway, after giving in and doing it the dr/nurse's way, my labor didn't progress (stayed at a 4 for about 2-3 hours)...I told the nurse "I would pull the epidural out and go home before I would have a c-section(a too common practice for that hospital)" and she just looked at me and said, "well, you should be progressing a cm/hour and your not" Thanks for the encouragement!
So wouldn't you know, when the hour was up, they checked me and I was a 9! Yeah, I relaxed but I also submitted myself and baby to the hands of our Great God!
My second baby boy was born at 12:25 am on Jan. 10th and has blessed us ever since!
|Choo choo TWO!|