Just a Daisy in the Meadow

Ok, first of all the discrepancy on the name spelling . . . we had never discussed the spelling I guess . . . but now we have . . . and it is now decided, Lynne it is.

OK . . .  is it alright to have some “lady talk”?  (Guys, here is where you can just bow out!)  :-)  Here we go. Here’s my story.

So much has happened in little time . . . I had lots of contractions and wasn’t sure I’d know when the real time would be and sure enough we didn’t have much time to set up our pool and get much water in it.  I had decided to stay home from church which turned out to be a good decision because I wasn’t planning to take a pickle jar with me which I would have needed :)  (You know, they say you’re to have a pickle jar with you and when your water breaks you just drop the pickle jar and no one will know!  Ok, maybe that’s just for when your grocery shopping at nine months:) )

Anyway, at 7:20 my water broke and then I knew labour was for real this time.  Aimee Lynne was born abour an hour and twenty-five minutes later.  The labor really wasn’t that bad this time, though the pushing was more difficult as she was my biggest one yet. Everything was going fine and dandy so far . . . but after placenta, the bleeding just wouldn’t stop. And then of course those AFTERPAINS hit HARD!!! . . .  As I felt myself getting weaker and weaker, prayers increased and singing was begun.  Oh, that was SO SOOTHING!!!  . . . But my world was getting dizzy and black and blacker.  It just seemed that my life was receding fast, that life was flowing out of me.  Would this be the end?  Is this what dying felt like? Would these be my last moments of conciousness? 

All these questions were swirling in my head as I prayed. Of course Japheth prayed over me again and again. . . Then we decided that it was time to act.  Quick prepartations were made to transport me to the hospital.  The seats were out of the van from the day before so it was easy to throw a foam mattress down and put me in and with midwife and off we drove into the night with the road slick as ice.  It was cold and windy of course . . . isn’t that how it always is when things like this happen?  . . . Japheth called the police and let them know that we were zooming in there and why.  Thankfully, the deer stayed out of our way and we made it safe and sound with the Lord’s protecting hand upon us!

It was a good feeling to feel” life” coming back to me . . . (I’ll finish later, gotta go.  Pics will come also)

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