Gene left for work this morning around 7:20, and right before he left we were talking about what we were doing at this time in 2009. He was probably eating a biscuit and I was laying in my hospital bed, waiting and praying.
We arrived at the hospital around 5:15 a.m. for my induction and it probably took until about 7:00 to get checked in, dressed in the hospital garb, and get connected to the I.V., etc. I certainly don't remember moment to moment, but I do remember how nervous I was, how yucky I felt at times due to changes in my blood pressure, and how comforting it was to have Gene, my parents, and Gene's mother in the room with me. I think the doctor broke my water somewhere around 10:00 and I was fully dilated by 12:00 and ready to push. I had an epidural and by this point I couldn't feel a thing...thank the Lord. I remember those pushes. It felt so surreal, like I wasn't really doing it. Part of me couldn't believe that I was actually having a baby after nearly 13 years of marriage. That is still a miraculous thought to me.
Both moms stayed in the room and of course, Gene was by my side, as well. I pushed about 30 minutes and then I heard the doctor say something like, "Look down....look down...here she comes." I did look down and saw her as she entered the world. It was amazing! Simply amazing! Words could never express that moment and I won't even try to do it justice here. She arrived at 12:37 p.m. and weighed 7 lb. 10 oz. She was absolutely perfect with a rosy complexion and a head full of black hair. To say that I fell in love the moment I saw her is an understatement. I loved her fully and completely in that moment and that love only grows day after day.
Gene and I were completely content with one child, with the blessing that God had given us with Reagan, and we were O.K. with the fact that we would never conceive and never give birth to a child. Oh my...how that little girl opened our eyes and our hearts to something that we didn't even know was missing. It didn't take long to realize that we could never go back to being a family of three.
My doctor, Matthew Phillips is a strong christian man, and I remember him saying verses from Psalm 139 and offering God a prayer of thanksgiving right after I delivered her. At that moment, the following verses came to life as never before....
Psalm 139:13-16 "For You formed my inward parts; You wove me in my mother's womb. I will give thanks to You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; Wonderful are Your works, And my soul knows it very well. My frame was not hidden from You, when I was made in secret, and skillfully wrought in the depths of the earth; Your eyes have seen my unformed substance; and in Your book were all written, the days that were ordained for me, when as yet there was not one of them."
Oh, what a precious gift we were given on May 4, 2009. I will never be the same.
Here is an early picture of Gracen. She is about 2 1/2 months in this shot. Unfortunately, I do not have any earlier pictures saved on this laptop that I am currently using.
And here she is at 11 months. I think I have probably shared this picture before, but I just love that big smile.
We are celebrating Gracen's birthday with a family party/cookout this coming Saturday night at 5:00. I am so excited about her celebration. I have all the food and the decorations ready to go. Just waiting on the big day! I will certainly be posting those pictures.