The Rest of the Story

Well, now that I have a little bit more time, I can begin to share our story about how Micah came into the world the other day...
As some of you already know, we were told very early on about how Ashley may have to be induced because it seemed at one point that Micah just was not growing. So from about 30 weeks forward, it seemed like time hit the brakes and slowed down because we could have the baby sooner than expected. Well, that all changed as we got closer. We didn't need to induce. But what did NOT change was that the doctors kept telling Ashley, "Oh, you'll never make it to your due date." Or "Oh, you'll never make it to the end of the week." Well, we just got the point where we began to ignore it, because they were wrong every time.
Ashley and baby Micah made it to the due date, and then some. And as most of you know, we went to the hospital a couple of times and were sent home. Ashley was experiencing the same signs as she did with both Abigail and Nathaniel. With those two pregnancies, we only had to go in one time, and her labor signs were extremely mild. So we just were not sure any more what to look for as a clue to go in. I mean obviously immense pain would be a very clear sign, but Ashley's other labors were not so painful until about 20 mins before she had to push....I know what you ladies are thinking, "Blessed art thou among women," right?
So this past week, Tuesday night to be exact, Ashley's contractions were consistently every 7 to 8 mins and had been regular for several hours. They were showing no signs of going away. Her doctor had just told her the previous Friday that if she reaches this point to go ahead to the hospital and they will most likely induce her to speed things along since she was already past her due date.
SO, what did we do? At about 11:00 pm we headed out to Rex Hospital. And to our utter disappointment, they sent us home. What made us so angry was that Ashley's contractions were getting closer and a little more stronger. But the nurse had the audacity to tell Ashley that she was not experiencing pain. Well, to that nurse, all I have to say is, you were wrong. We were back at the hospital in only a few hours.
Ashley did not get any sleep. The contractions were definitely getting worse. To the point where she would could not function (talk, move, stand up...breathe!). So at about 8:30-9:00 Wednesday morning, we were back on the road to Rex. They didn't send us home this time. We were there to stay. And Micah entered the world outside the womb at 11:28. So, if we had waited only a couple more hours, I probably would have delivered the baby at home (which I think I could have done, but the kids would have been scared out of their whits).
So, after being told for months that Micah would come early, that he would come soon, and that Ashley would have to be induced, Micah came exactly when God wanted him to. We were in His hands and were working on His time table.
So, as Paul Harvey always put it...now you know the rest of the story.