I woke up feeling uncomfortable. This was nothing new. I got up and went to read in the bathroom so I wouldn't wake up Adam.This was around 4:30.
I couldn't shake the cramping and contractions and thought it was a great time for bubble bath. The contractions grew steady and more and more intense. I decided I should wake up Adam. This was around 6am.
I woke up Adam, telling him I thought I was in labor. I convinced him he had time for a shower. And I got dressed and ready. Adam got out of the shower and suggested we start timing the contractions which were becoming painful. They were two minutes apart. Yes, two minutes a part. This was around 6:30 am.
We called the hospital and my parents, threw the dog and Noah in the car and left for St. Vincent's. It was just before 7am.
I prayed that we would make it. I prayed that I would could be strong enough. And I prayed for Miller. I panicked just a little bit when we hit rush hour traffic in downtown Birmingham. My parents pulled up right behind us and my mom went upstairs to Labor and Delivery while Adam and Dad exchanged Noah and Charlie. This was right at 8am.
It took just a minute to get checked in. I was grabbing the counter trying to maintain my composure as the contractions were close and hard. In triage I got dressed and they checked my status. I was 6cm dilated and fully effaced. They moved me quickly to a room (The same room Noah was born in!), rushed my lab work for the epidural, and rushed my paperwork. This was around 9am.
My prayers were answered as the anesthesiologist put in my epidural (just in time)and I became human again. I began to feel low pressure. I mentioned this to the nurse. It was around 9:30.
The nurse said she'd check and see if there was progress and we could start pushing for a while and then call the doctor in. She took a look and said we should go ahead and tell Dr. Ingram to come on in, Miller was ready. She set up all the instruments and called the doctor in. It was around 10 am.Dr. Ingram came in and we chatted. I pushed through three contractions and they laid a screaming baby boy across my chest. He was beautiful. Perfectly healthy. 6lbs and 15 ounces. 20 and 3/4 inches. It was 10:39 am.
It was pretty much as a perfect of delivery you could ask for. Thank you Father.
We spent the rest of the day introducing the newest member to our family and friends. It felt surreal to have him really there with us. I loved just getting to finally hold him close to me. One of the highlights of the day was when Noah burst through the door and wanted to see and hold Miller. I will never forget their introduction.
With the second baby things are a little quieter. A little less fanfare. And it gave us time to soak in this sweet little baby. I love him so much more than I expected. I feel so blessed by the privilege God has blessed me with. Being a wife to Adam. And being a mother to two beautiful sons. It is amazing how He loves me and I look forward to serving Him by loving his gifts to me!
Thank you so much for another miracle of life. Thank you for getting me to the hospital on time. For the love of a steady husband, support of a fantastic family, and great nurses. Thank you for an easy delivery and a beautiful healthy baby. I am so grateful for a complication free stay. For the time to soak in Your blessings through Miller and the time to fall in love with him. Guide me as his mother. Help me model your love for him. Help me to be patient, kind, generous, gentle, kind, unselfish and loving. Help me lead Him to You. He is a gift. For which I am so grateful.