Whew! It's been too long since I've had the chance to catch-up in the blogosphere. Life has been crazy and we have no internet at our new home yet. Here's the short of it: movers were terrible, new house and community are wonderful, first Sunday was awesome, still jobless, but very happy in our new appointment. So, here's the most important part...
At 9:30 yesterday morning I got a call from my sister which went something like this:
Libby: Umm... I think my water just broke.
Me: Oh yeah, right... ha, ha! You are kidding, right? (Baby's not due until end of July)
Libby: No, I'm completely serious. There's stuff gushing out all over the place. What should I do? Do I call my doctor's office?
Me: Um, no--go to the hospital!! Where's Mikey? Get him home!
Libby: Can I take a shower or something first? This is really gross. I think I just ruined my favorite pair of jeans.
Me: Seriously, you're about to have a baby and you're worried about your jeans?
Libby: Well, if I think about what's really about to happen it will freak me out! So, yes, I'm worried about my jeans!
After assuring my sister that we would take care of the house and mop the bathroom floor, we were off. When we got to my sister's (only about 50 minutes away now!) Chris tackled the kitchen while I went to work on the living room. After my parents showed up my mom and I tackled the bathrooms simultaneously and then moved onto Baby O's (Olivia) room while Chris and my dad took the boys to a nearby park. We spent an enjoyable afternoon in K.C. doing some shopping and letting the boys play. My sister called me around 12:30 to tell me that she and her husband were playing cribbage and watching t.v. Needless to say, they were increasing her pitosin!!
Around 6:15, as my mom and I were leaving the grocery store, I started to get a little ansty. Shouldn't we have heard something by now? As we were unloading half the store into their house, Chris pulled me aside and showed me a series of texts he had from my sister's husband saying that Olivia's heartrate wasn't corresponding to the contractions and they were getting ready for a C-section! Fortunately, we have some good friends in the area who, ironically enough, were supposed to be coming to see us this weekend. Instead, we dumped our boys with them and headed to the hospital where we sat, and sat, and sat!!
FINALLY, New Daddy came out and told us that Olivia had arrived at a whopping 4 lbs. 12 oz. After more sitting and waiting, about three hours actually, we were finally able to greet Baby O. It was five after eleven when Chris and I went into the delivery room. Let me tell you all, my new niece is one of the most beautiful creations God has ever placed on this earth!! She is PERFECT, regardless of what anyone might say about "Original Sin". She has her daddy's curly black hair with some of her mama's red on top. Her skin is smooth and pink, with long little fingers and toes sticking out from her hands and feet. She has those deep blue baby eyes that seem to hold within them the secrets of the heavens, and when she opened her mouth and let forth that sweet newborn cry, my heart melted. Truly, is there anything more beautiful in this world than a brand-new baby?
So, life is good, and I'm hoping to be back online at home soon. Right now I have a two-year old climbing all over me, so I'm going to have to say adieu.
Blessings and Peace,