Wednesday, June 4, 2014

...and then there were FIVE

One of my many prayers for this pregnancy was to go into labor on my own. I was induced with the first two and had an induction date for May 30th with this one.  After two different trips to Labor and Delivery with contractions 5-9 minutes apart and 3 days later at 4 minutes apart I was feeling hopeful that it would happen but was so disappointed each time when they sent me home. I don't know why I ever doubted that the Lord would answer that prayer. 3 days after our last trip to labor and delivery I started having contractions at 10:30 in the morning. I went through the day, got my things done, had a nice lunch with the kids and told Chris to finish up at the firm and head home asap because they were really starting to hurt. We checked into the hospital at 5pm with contractions 2 minutes apart and dilated to a 4. 

An hour before heading to the hospital

My support team around midnight!

I labored on my own for a few more hours and then they started pitocin (after I got my epidural!) to get things moving quicker. Time was ticking away and I was frustrated I wasn't progressing. Finally at 2:30am they broke my water (only hardly any came out). The next 30 minutes were INTENSE. The pain was insane, even with the epidural. I told my mom and Chris to come and pray over me and as soon as they finished praying I began to throw up. A nurse came and checked me at 2:45am and everything changed in that instant. I went from a 4 to a 10 in 15 minutes. All I had needed was for my water to break! The lights came on, they began calling for my doctor and my room quickly went from a quiet labor room to a scene out of a movie. My doctor never ended up showing up (that's another story) so a laborist ended up delivering. I pushed three times and he literally flew out followed by all the water. It was crazy intense and such a rush of emotions. My heart has not been the same since the wee hours of the morning at 3:16am on Wednesday, May 28th. 

Mason James Andrews
6 pounds, 9 ounces and 19 inches long
Pure deliciousness

The rest of the morning was spent in compete awe of our newest miracle. 

Son loved his first bath    

And then the moment we have been waiting for...

That's us!
A family of FIVE!

Kate is SMITTEN, y'all. 
Like I can't even put into words. 
Little mama can't keep her hands or her kissy lips off of him.

Then there is big brother, Will.
He loves baby "casemen" or "olaf"...
he'll learn how to say Mason soon enough
 but for now we're dying over the cuteness.

It's been a week since our precious Mason entered our world and life has never been better. My heart has never felt this full. I didn't even know it was possible to feel the way I do. A heart filled with peace and so much joy.
 I am truly content.
If it's possible to be drunk or high off a newborn baby, that's what I am. His squeaks, little sounds, grunts, milk drunk smiles...I'm taking them all in and snuggle him close every chance I get. I know how fast it goes and I am not going to let this one sneak by without taking in every moment.

Thank you precious Jesus for our trio.

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