* If you want to read Hannah's version of this day, you can check it out here. She is far more concise and I love her style. I always feel like I am listening to her talk when I read her writing.
Yes, this is long. I'm ok with that. These are sweet family times and I don't want to forget the sweetness of these memories, moments, and milagros/miracles.
It was the day we had all been waiting for since that day long ago in May when we first heard about this sweet baby girl that we all already loved. Today, she was coming. We were going to meet her.
In true Spencer form, the parents were up at the crack of dawn, out the door, and on the way to the hospital. The younger folks decided to store up some sleep energy for the coming days and mosey our way on down to the hospital after running a few errands. After all, the doctor had told Hannah is would 8-10 hours after breaking her water at 6am. We had plenty of time!
Stop number 1: Run errands to Essex to check out whatever fabulous finds might be discovered! None to be found.
Stop number 2: Target - who doesn't love just hopping into Target?
Labor update: 4-5 centimeters (my heart starts pounding because it jumped fast)
We then go to the fabulous land of Chick-fil-a to use coupons for free food while awaiting the next update.
During lunch, we get the message: She is at 9cm.
Yes, the racing heart started up again. I was so nervous that we were going to miss it!!!!! I wanted to see sister one more time before that little girl came!
We head to the hospital, which is located on Church St.
Baby Girl is going to be delivered in Baptist Hospital. I took a picture of this sign just for kicks.
We made it just in time to see sister and talk for a few minutes. She was reveling in the beauty of her epidural and sad about the fact she couldn't have any water.
The room was equipped with many fun things, such as the baby heating area. Dad and Luke had to check it out to make sure it was safe and functioning for the little miss.
This picture will not be funny except to mom, dad, and I. Luke was showing us his "street smarts" learned at Moody on how not to walk with cash sticking out of your back pocket. Seriously thought we might get kicked out because of the uncontrollable laughter.
One more prayer session with Ben and Hannah.
The eagerly expectant parents.
Let the games commence!
Some intense Nertz playing - oh so fun!
Some where around this time, Dad received a text from Ben saying that Hannah was going to have to have a C-section. Little girl's head was too big. My heart sank. Hannah and I had talked about her not wanting a c-section. Poor thing. Again, more praying (I don't think it actually ever stopped, but when it is noted, take it as a corporate thing).
8lb. 3 oz.
20 1/2 inches long
Wonderfully made by her Creator
Delighted in by her family