As many of you saw via facebook, we welcomed our latest new one into the family yesterday at 4:23, SHE came via C-section. Yep, that is right we were blessed with another little girl yesterday! Elijah and Daddy are going to have their hands full keeping the two of them in line and chasing all the boys away. Avery Grace is a wonderful "little" addition and so far has been pleasant and an absolute joy to us all. She came into the world making a lot of noise, weighing 8lbs 7oz and 20 inches long. She is a chunky, healthy baby. This makes her the biggest of our babies(by a whole 2 ozs), and she is right in the middle on her height! We could not be more thrilled. Now onto her birth story for those that care to know(this will be done in several parts as it would make 1 horribly long post if I put it all together), I'm hoping it is no inclination that she is going to be stubborn her whole life-but if she is may God grant us the patience!
We arrived at the hospital at 7am on Wednesday morning, we were supposed to get an x-ray to check fetal position and make sure she was face down. Avery had been head down for a good 2 months, so we were not worried about her being the correct way at all, just wanted to make sure her face was down so she could come out the birth canal. IF all went well and she was face down-we were going to go ahead and induce that am(my Dr is going out of town this weekend and wanted to be here for the birth because of my history). All checked in and x-rayed we head up stairs to the OB unit to wait for the Dr to come in and tell us what is going on and how things look. Instead of waiting for the Dr's report they decided to start me on an IV right away. A small grip from me-I told the nurse what arm to go in because the vein in my left arm rolls, but not in my right. Did she listen? NO! So now I'm in tears because she had to move that huge needle around in my arm. Finally she got it in the vein, so she gets a new needle to insert the IV, and uses the old needle to hold the vein in place while she gets everything set-SO NOT FUN! Any way there is my complaining for the day-sometimes the patient does know best!
OK back to the story...IV is now in and I'm hooked up to the baby monitors so they can see what the baby is doing and how my contractions are and if there is anything regular with them. In walks the Dr. laughing. Now I don't know about you but when the Dr walks in giggling you know something must be up, right? She says "well God is laughing at us and with us today! You want to know what happened, that baby is breech." Yep you read that right BREECH-it has been head down for 2 months, it wasn't supposed to just flip over night. I was just in the Dr's office and she was head down-how on earth is she breech. Now what are we going to do. I will tell you the truth at this point in time I just wanted to break down and cry-but I resisted the urge, put a smile on my face that I'm sure everyone could tell was fake, and said "so what are our options." She explained there were a couple of options 1. take the baby today via C-section, 2. take the baby tomorrow C-section, 3. go to a specialist in Wichita and see if they can turn the baby but not only was the baby breech it was also face up, so it needed to do a flip and turn 180 deg. NOT very likely that would be able to happen especially at almost 40 weeks pregnant. She also told us that on occasions they can turn on their own but if they are turned the wrong direction 2 days before the due date it is HIGHLY unlikely that it will turn itself back around. Now it is decision time, she tells us what she would do if it were her, and then the nurses and her leave.
Greg and I stare at each other-I don't think I quite knew what to say. He had a smug smile on his face and I honestly just felt defeated! You have plans and I wasn't set on having to have a natural birth but I had prayed all nine months to be able to have it naturally so Greg wouldn't have to take care of 4 people for a week or two until I can lift things. Besides we were planning a trip home and you can't very well drive 16 hrs after major surgery. So now what? My wonderful husband in all in patience says I think we just need to do the C-section today. We are already prepared and it doesn't sound like they will be able to get the baby in position any way. We are here and God knows what we are supposed to do and at this point it looks like a C-section is our plan...so we then have 2 options today or tomorrow. I say today, I was in agreeance since we were already at the hospital, and I already had that darn IV in my arm that hurt like crazy-no point in leaving now. I am finally excited...a bit disappointed that things didn't go as planned, but excited-we will have baby #3 by the end of the day and everything will be just fine!
I am reminded of the verse in Jeremiah "I know the plans I have for you..." for some reason just that phrase really stuck out to me today. God knows that plans and he knows what is best for us. Who am I to question him? Who am I to not trust in what his plans are, and to put my own wants above what he knows? I am no one-so I need to accept that He knows the plans and knows why it has to happen this way! I am finally at peace and excited! Thank you Lord for bringing me just the right scripture when I need it most. You truly do know the plans that you have for me, and I can trust that everything will be ok, if I just put my trust and faith in you and YOUR plans! Thank you for being such a kind and patient Father, for letting me throw a mini tantrum and then reminding me of your truths and promises! Thank you Lord for blessing us with Avery's presence-may we raise her up according to your word.
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