Thursday, April 28th we welcomed our son, Nolan James, into the world! He was a day late according to his estimated due date but his arrival was a sweet testimony to the Lord's perfect timing.
Leading up to his birth I had become a ball of anxiety. This pregnancy was so different from G's and I was having a hard time putting all of the signs of labor into place with the fact that I wasn't actually going into labor. After having G a week and a half early, watching my due date come and go was something I didn't think I would see happen. But it did. And the anxiety grew.
We had a doctor's appointment scheduled for Thursday morning and would have to decide if and when the right time to induce might be. For me this just meant more anxiety. Early Thursday morning I was lying in bed, holding on to my sleeping hubby and praying. It was all I knew to do. I felt incapable of making a decision, the anxiety was rising and my discomfort was growing, so I prayed. And prayed. And in the middle of all that praying my body was growing increasing more uncomfortable in the position I was in. When I went to roll over my water broke.
What sweet, sweet timing, right?!
It was about 4:50 am, so I woke Matt, made the phone calls to get G taken care of and to the hospital we went.
That afternoon we welcomed another sweet baby boy to our family.
8 pounds, 8 ounces
With your arrival we have fallen head over heels again. You have already taught us that our capacity to love is greater that we could have imagined. When I hold you and your brother I know the meaning of my cup runneth over. We are so happy that you are here.