
Yesterday morning my water broke at 5:15 am. We went to the hospital and got to welcome Brooks David into the world at 9:13 am. I was only dialted to a 2 at 7:00 and by 9:00 I was pushing ... literally a couple minutes after the midwife arrived.
I know it was my third delivery in 2 and half years so many could call it a coincidence that it all went that fast but I must tell this story because it highlights God's goodness in our lives. I have been struggling a lot with the fear of Labor so I have been praying in general that God would prepare me for it. In the last couple of weeks some Mothers and I have been meeting before 6 am once a week to memorize scripture with one another before the kids wake up. I have been so blessed by those women and profoundly impacted by the verses that I have tried to meditate on, claim and abide in daily. The first verse we memorized was John 15:4-8.
5 “Yes, I am the vine; you are the branches. Those who remain in me, and I in them, will produce much fruit. For apart from me you can do nothing. 6 Anyone who does not remain in me is thrown away like a useless branch and withers. Such branches are gathered into a pile to be burned. 7
But if you remain in me and my words remain in you, you may ask for anything you want, and it will be granted! 8 When you produce much fruit, you are my true disciples. This brings great glory to my Father.
It was a challenge for me to put this into practice daily in my life. During labor, God really pressed it upon my heart to remain in him, let his words remain in me, and to in faith, ask him for anything I wanted. Though some of the contractions got the best of me, I tried hard to say portions of this passage and then pray the same thing over and over again. What did I pray? Here is a sample: "Lord, you say that if I remain in you and your words remain in me that I can ask for anything I want and it will be granted to me. Lord please help my cervix line up quickly, help me dialate with each and every contraction and Lord please allow me to have this baby by 9 am." I prayed this from about 6:30 until 8:45. At 8:45 I lost faith, I stoped claiming the verse and saying that prayer because the pain was so intense and I mentally and spiritually lost control. There was a distinct change in my contractions and the pain level at 8:45. I felt defeated. My midwife arrived just before 9 and decided to check my dialtion. At about 9 oclock, she said, "Girl, you are ready to push, lets get this baby out!" Wow. I know he wasn't born until 9:13, but I totally believe that God did not fail. I believe he listened to my prayers, and I believe that he got me ready to deliver the baby 13 minutes before and that the only reason he was born after 9 was because I didn't know I was dialated to a 10, didn't ask to be checked, didn't say I felt I needed to push and because the midwife literally wasn't in the room yet! God is sooooooo good. He is so personal, gracious, and available. He is so loving. And not only did God listen to my prayer and meet me there in that hospital, but I also got a beautiful, healthy baby boy. What a morning of blessings and what a sweet opportunity to know more about the Lord in an experiential type of way. To intellectually know God's character is important, something to strive after, something to meditate and something able to transform me, but to truely expereince his character is quiet an awesome thing that leaves you humbled, challenged and grateful.
We are so excited about Brooks and love him soooooo much. He is such a precious gift!
Pround parents after delivering him ...

Footprints ...
A warm bath to get clean and show off his long hair .....


The whole family! Leighton and McCabe came to visit a few hours later. Leighton was pretty skeptical, sad, reserved and quiet. I got a very sweet kiss from him before he left so I know we will get through it! McCabe was totally clueless, thought the room was just another playground, and even hit his brother for the first time treating him like a new toy! Uh oh!

On the second visit up to see us that evening, Leighton was a little more open to the idea. He held Brooks for about 4 seconds and he pushed his crib around the room!

McCabe finally showing some emotion about the potential new baby in mommies world!

On their third trip up to see us this morning, they brought a huge balloon. Oh course, Leighton took it right back home with him since it was really more for him than Brooks.

And finally that afternoon, we decided to come home. The quiet was great, the food service was great, and the care was great but I miss my boys way to much to stay away from home. Luke, Brooks and I, checked out at 3 in the afternoon.
Now, all three of the little ones are sleeping and precious and sweet. I am trying to enjoy this time to clean up, unpack and blog, but I really just want to go wake up my babes and enjoy them.
Home Sweet Home ...

God is so great!