God's miracles

I had written about a friend of mine that is pregnant in this post Being Blessed: This is good news a while ago. We were waiting for this baby for a long time. And it has finally arrived last night. Here is how awesome God is and that he still creates miracles.

She had been in labor since Monday. I saw her off to the hospital that night when her contractions were pretty close together but not very long. Like me, she had a C-section before and was trying for a vaginal birth this time. So I have been praying for her for this to happen. I didn't sleep good that night waiting for a phone call that never came. So I called her in the morning but apparently the baby was not there yet, she was only four centimeters dilated and doing great but was tired. All day I was waiting for more calls and every time the phone did ring I thought this is it, the baby has come. But no. Around three o'clock in the afternoon she called me all excited that she was nine centimeters now and pushing would follow soon. Good. So I asked her if she wanted me to come. She said maybe after the kids were asleep, I could stop by. At eight o'clock when my kids were in bed, I called, still no baby and almost ten centimeters. So I went to the hospital and was let into her room. She was now ten centimeters and they were prepping her for pushing. It is quite exciting.

Once pushing started, I was able to help her, coach her and comfort her along with her husband and her sister. She was pushing for two hours and the baby was not moving much. So the doctor came and gave them two options, one was to use the vacuum and the other to go for a C-section. And here is where God stepped in all the way! When they made the decision to go for the operation, her mom finally arrived. Of course, she wanted an update on the happenings and with her questioning, her and the doctor could convince them to at least try the vacuum. Hallelujah. I mean she came this far to try for a vaginal birth. This is what she wanted. And I am so glad that she had a doctor (in America) that actually opted for the vaginal birth versus the C-section. To me, it seems most doctors would prefer the operation - which is so weird to me! So I am happy to see that this one was all for natural birth.

Now once that decision was made, things got really moving in that room. It started to get really crowded, too. Not only was it the mom and the dad, their first child, the sister, the mother and me, then the nurse, the doctor, and at least three other nurses on top of that. Yeah, the room was FULL. So I started to pray, I mean praying business! That this baby would come out the natural way, with the doctor's help. And wouldn't you know it: it took only three contractions and baby was born!!! Yeah. It is the most beautiful thing that I could think off! So precious. God is so good. Ten little fingers, ten little toes, a beautiful face for a beautiful girl. Oh, did I mention that we didn't know the sex of the baby? Yeah, it was a surprise.

For me, it was marvelous to be able to see that, as I was not able to see any of my children to be born. Our God is still performing miracles each and every day. And this was one of it. I was crying, so happy that all went fine, she got what she wanted, mommy and baby were safe, in the hands of a wonderful doctor. And God's timing was all over this as well. God is good!

It's a .......

Hi everyone,

it has been some time, but I want to share some great news: our little miracle happened about a month ago.

We got induced early because our carrier wanted it so. We were able to spend some time with her in the morning. But once she got the epidural, we had to leave. The baby was born about three hours after that. We had to wait outside the whole time. And it's a.... (*drum roll*) .... girl!!!! Yeah. Her name is 'Peanut', weighed just enough and is totally beautiful. Perfect.

So as I said, we had to wait outside the Labor and Delivery Section which really sucked. Sorry the word, but that is the only thing that I can think off to describe the feeling of waiting there and not knowing what is going on. Nobody came out to tell us. So we did not get to witness the birth. It was a 'little' disappointing, as I was very much looking forward to being the first one to see the baby, Daddy announcing the sex and so on. The nurses are just not qualified enough to handle a case like ours, because this is not what usually happens. I appreciate the time we had in the morning. But once we left for that late lunch, we never made it back into the room. And the not-knowing part really made it a disappointing experience. Eventually, three hours later, they finally called us back in, saying that the baby was born already. I was shocked, to say the least, and real mad. But I got madder when they wouldn't let us in the room to see her. It probably took only ten minutes, but it sure felt like a lifetime. And while waiting, I totally lost it. I remember hitting my head in the wall because I was real upset. The nurses tried to hush me into another room, but I would not budge. Then somebody told me that we have a beautiful girl and there are just some issues with the mother.... Mother? I am the mother! Don't they get it? I kept telling them that I am the mother and that I want to see my baby, I kept hitting that wall, and I guess finally, they just wanted me to be quiet and let us see her.

She was beautiful and so fragile. She cried and I was so mad that nobody would let me hold her and console her - because, you know, that's what mothers do best!!! Oh well. It took them an eternity to measure and wash and rub and take foot prints and give her her first shot..... but finally they said that we have a room to settle down and stop me from any outbreaks I guess. They cared us over to the Infant Section, into our room where I was finally able to hold her. What a feeling. I was happy, happy, happy.

They gave us that room to ourselves for the entire time. I guess after my outbreak they kind of realized what was going on. It's not an adoption where we separate mother and child. Our carrier did an awesome thing, but technically speaking, she was 'just' the oven. The way they treated us felt more like we are the bad guys. We also explained to somebody what happened, that this was our biological child, and that we just wanted to be with her.
Our Blessing stayed with us for the two nights we were there. They just wanted to keep her for 24 hours and as she was born so late in the afternoon, we had to stay that extra night. Daddy stayed with us the entire time, so it was great bonding time for all of us. He is a rock!

Once we got home, it was Coqui who needed some adjustment. (We are still working on it.) He loves his 'brother' Peanut, wants to hug her all the time or feed her or even change her diaper. He fed her a couple of times, even if he only lasts for about two minutes, declaring that she got too heavy..... It is so cute to see them together. This is what we have been waiting for for such a long time.

The Hubby is back home, but we are finally having a set day to follow him. I can not wait! I am constantly packing something, getting really excited.
At home, we have our whole church family waiting for us! I feel so blessed and excited about that. It makes leaving here easier, knowing that there are loving people waiting for us at home. I am looking forward to show off my baby girl to all our friends....

And I am looking forward to finding a new schedule for both kids. I want to spend real quality time with Coqui, and of course, bonding time with Peanut.

Thanks for reading,
Blessed Mami