Our New Arrival

Well, let me just say that this last week has been busy.  As you know, I was expecting a baby and I was due June 13th.  I had an OB appointment last Wednesday morning and while I was there I had a talk with the Dr about what I wanted for this delivery.  With the last three deliveries, I had to be induced and I didn't want to be induced this time.  I really wanted to go into labor on my own.  Well, while I was at the doctor's office, the Dr. suggested that she strip my membranes to possibly help get things going.  Dr. H. said it could be right away or not even work at all, it was a gamble, but at least we were trying to do everything possible to help me.  I left the office and acme home, nothing was happening.  I just knew that I would have to endure that procedure again as painful as it was, but to get what I wanted I would do anything.  Brian came home from work around 5:30, we sat down with Charlotte for supper (the other girls were with my mom going to Bible School) and I felt a pain.  After supper and while Brian was getting ready for church, I had a few more pains but nothing consistent or painful so I took Charlotte outside to play.  It was about 7:00 and Brian was getting ready to leave for church when he asked me if I wanted him to stay home with me.  I felt pretty good, but with the circumstances, I thought it would be good for him to stay because church is 20 minutes away.  Brian napped on the couch while Charlotte and i were out side playing and I packed a bag for the hospital just in case.  Around 8 p.m. Charlotte and I came in to get Brian because it was time to leave to get the girls from Bible School.  We left the house at 8:10 and within a 10 minute span I had 3 contractions, so I called my mom and told her we were heading to the hospital because I thought I was in labor.  I didn't want to take a chance seeing as I was 4cm in the office.  After my husband drove 80 mph to the hospital, we got there around 8:45, went straight to L&D to get checked in and I immediately asked for pain medication :)  I was hurting pretty good by this time.  I was contracting about every 3 minutes and begging for medication but the nurse was taking her time getting me admitted, my IV started, and to my room.  FINALLY around 9:30 I was moved to my room and I was STILL begging for pain meds and the nurse checks me to see how far I had progressed and I was 8 cm and she just looked at me with pleading eyes and tells me I have progressed to far to get an epidural O_O.  You gotta be kidding me, I am screaming at the nurse and begging God to help me cope with the pain as I endure contraction after contraction.  I had no idea that I would progress so fast.  I remember the doctor walking in the room and me telling him I felt like the baby was coming and the nurse asked me if I was sure.  I wanted to reach up and smack the crap out of her but I couldn't let go of the bed rail.  While Dr. P was getting dressed, the CRNA came in and they were talking if there was anything that could help me with the pain.  After a few minutes of them discussing options Dr. P asked if I could roll to my side to get a shot or something that could possible help, but he felt like I was going so fast that the shot wouldn't have time to work.  Dr. P asked what I wanted and I told him I wanted to push.  Dr. P told me to push if I needed to and when he checked me and I was 10 and complete and he could feel the bag of water.  I started begging him to break my water because in the past it usually sped thing up.  Dr. P asked if I was sure if that was what I wanted and I said yes.  I heard him ask for a hook and I was having a contraction and started pushing and my water broke!!  Thank you LORD, I felt better as soon as it broke but I was still begging God to help me!  I can't explain the difference in the pain, it still hurt but it was a different  hurt.  I heard Brian tell me to push and out she came!!  Immediate relief flooded my body, I was so overwhelmed with emotion, and shock. Shock that I had just experienced natural child birth and all the emotions of giving birth.  I just birthed my 6th daughter into the world and gave her life........very overwhelming.  I wanted to see Stellah so bad, she was in the little warning bed being checked out by the nurse and finally the nurse brings her to me, my little miracle from God, so tiny and small.  Stellah Louise Cooper, born May 30th 2012 @ 10:06 p.m., weighing 6lbs 15oz's, 19 inches long. 

I must admit that I was a little worried how Charlotte and the other girls were going to react when they got to meet Stellah, but it was a blessing.  As soon as the girls walked into the room, Maggie's face said it all to me, all smiles and squealing, "mama, she's here".  They all just gathered around the bed and wanted to touch Stellah, sizing her up counting toes and fingers and giving her little piggies kisses :) it was so sweet.  I wish that I had had time to set up the video camera to capture those first moments of Stellah's life.  The love that was present in the room, the bond of sister's that is present immediately, it was astounding!!!  I love my girls, each and every one of them.  I am so thankful that the Lord has blessed me as a mother with 6 wonderful daughter's, and as a wife with a wonderful husband that loves me and our family and the Lord.  I was afraid that Charlotte would be so jealous of Stellah, but as you can see, Charlotte is filling the role of big sister just fine :)  Charlotte loves Stellah so much, she is constantly touching her or trying to kiss her.  I get tickled because I can just look at her when she touches Stellah and she will tell me, "I just touch her" or "I just kiss her" like she's gonna get in trouble for touching or kissing her. It is so sweet, but I have to watch her like a hawk because she tries so hard to hold her all by herself and she climbs the bassinet to look at her.  I gonna find her all up in the bed with her if I am not careful and boy wouldn't that be a mess!!!

Thank you Lord for my miracles!  One little miracle holding and kissing another :) I feel so blessed!!