Psalm 127:3-5
3 Children are a heritage from the
LORD,
offspring a reward from him.
4 Like arrows in the hands of a warrior
are children born in one’s youth.
5 Blessed is the man
whose quiver is full of them.
They will not be put to shame
when they contend with their opponents in court.
offspring a reward from him.
4 Like arrows in the hands of a warrior
are children born in one’s youth.
5 Blessed is the man
whose quiver is full of them.
They will not be put to shame
when they contend with their opponents in court.
Last picture of my belly before Harper arrived. This is Sunday, 5 days before she was born.
On Tuesday December 13th, I went in for my weekly doctor visit and I had no progress. The doctor said I might have started to thin out but no dilation. I was very discouraged as I was extremely uncomfortable. And had quit sleeping this week.
Wednesday December 14th (my parents 31st wedding anniversary), I went to work for a full day. And every day we joked, "well maybe ill see you tomorrow". I also went to church that night and had a class of 5 students which is a good crowd for us. I was extremely uncomfortable and stood the whole time we had class. I was too uncomfortable to sit. Once of the sweet ladies at church put me on the prayer list. That night around 10pm. I started having a terrible backache. I tried to go to bed with a heating pad but nothing seemed to ease the pain. I took 2 hot baths and a shower trying to get some relief but none was in sight. It was a terrible night for me as I moved back and forth from the bed, to the couch, to the bathroom. I started timing these pains and they were around 15 minutes apart.
Thursday December 15th, around 4am I woke David up and said I don't know when but we are going to the doctor today because I am in too much pain. He said wake me up when you are ready to go. Around 7am I said I think we should go. At this point we didn't know what was going on but I was in severe pain in my lower back. We were almost too scared to even call our parents but on the way to St Vincent Hospital in Little Rock, we decided we should give them a heads up. But we wouldn't let them tell anyone in case they sent me home. On the way to the hospital my contractions were about 5 minutes apart.When we got to the hospital they gave me a delivery room and checked to see if I was dilated. I was at a 2. The doctor wanted me to walk around for an hour and see if I progressed and if I did I was in an active labor instead of early labor. Let me tell you that hour was the longest hour of my life. At the end of the hour I needed a wheel chair to get back to the room because my back was hurting so bad. They checked me and I was at a 3. Hallelujah! They are going to keep me and What did you say? I can have my epidural? YESSSS!! This was around 11am. At this point the rest of the day was a blur. It was so exciting as family and friends came and most importantly I was going to meet my baby girl this day.
Yours in Christ,
Little Mommy