The Birth Story:
At this point, I was unsure about what sort of labor I was going to have. Ila's was 4 hours and Chessidy's was about 8 hours. The best, and quickest way to explain the difference between the labors (other than the time itself) is to say that a 4 hour labor is INTENSE and an 8 hour labor is EXHAUSTING. As I stood there, having an incredibly hard, intense contraction that was MUCH longer than a normal contraction I prayed that labor would be quick. More accurately, I cried out to the Lord "God, if it's going to be like this, I can't handle a long one!"
I got into the tub and left the timing of contractions to my husband. I knew they were close together, and I knew they were hard. After a few more, I told Trent that he needed to call his mom, because I really wanted to get to the hospital before transition. He wanted to wait it out a bit longer, because my contractions appeared to be a bit inconsistent. It was very difficult to be in disagreement on the matter while in labor, but thankfully, my body let us know in a short time that we needed to make the call and get going to the hospital. We called Tammy at 4:50 and she was there by 5am. Getting to the car took longer than one would want it to, but I made it. At this point I was in full blown transition, and feeling the urge to push. Thankfully we live all of 3 minutes from the hospital. Trent called our doctor on the way and told him I was having contractions every 2 minutes, and they were a minute long.
Trent got the wheelchair and was followed by several employees who seemed very concerned about me delivering my baby outside the emergency room. They were on the phone with OB telling them to have a room READY and as Trent parked the car the poor wheelchair man wheeled me to the elevator while very kindly asking me not to push and encouraged me to breath. Trent and I arrived to the room at the same time, the nurses checked me and told me I was at an 8 and NOT TO PUSH.
I'll interrupt myself here and mention that I was taught to listen to my body while in labor, and when a body says push, doing the opposite is dang near impossible.
My doctor arrived and the nurses asked me for the 100th time to get into a different position, so they could 1. check me again and 2. so the baby wouldn't fall on the floor if it came out. They checked me and said I was almost there at a 9.5, just wait a little longer to push, to which I responded "I've pushed at a 9.5 before!" My doctor gave us (mostly the nurses) the go ahead and after a few pushes Adorae was here!
21 inches long
35.5 centimeter head circumference
Born at 5:40am on Sunday, August 25th, 2013.
Naming her was more difficult than in the past, as we had fewer choices than ever before. It's amazing how many names we liked when I was pregnant with Ila and how few we like now! We thought we made up the name Adorae a few months ago, but when we researched it we discovered it was indeed a name, albeit a very uncommon name. You can read about the name here, but it means "gift; beloved; adored." Adorae really is a gift from the Lord. All children are but Adorae was a gift the Lord chose to give us completely in His timing. Shine means to "give out a bright light." We have hope that our Adorae will give out a bright light with her personality, but also that the light of the Lord will shine out of her. The definition of Adoration (Adoraeshine) is "deep love and respect. Worship; veneration." This is how our hearts should be for the Lord. We deeply love God, we respect Him and His power in our lives, His will for us and we should worship Him in all we do. This is the hope we have for our children as well. We will raise them knowing His power and love and raise them in His will and direction, and pray that as Adorae grows into her own person she will have adoration for Him, shining out of her!