he kept telling me i didn't need to worry about bringing all my stuff just to get checked out, but i knew. i knew once i stepped foot in that hospital, i wouldn't be coming home without a baby.
my water broke but my body wasn't in labor. we basically had to start from scratch. i was admitted to the delivery room around two o'clock sunday afternoon and didn't have a baby until 4:46 monday morning. funny story. right before i had ezra, the nurse checked me and i was at a six. two minutes later another nurse checked me and i was at a nine. three contractions later and little ezra was here. i held him for maybe three minutes before i let them check his stats. with jude, they checked her and i got to hold her immediately after. i thought it would be the same this time. it wasn't. they checked him, saw he was in respiratory distress, wrapped him up and let me hold him for one minute before they took him away. i wasn't able to see him for an hour.
priesthood blessing. as scary and foreign as this situation was for us, the blessing gave us peace. the spirit comforted us and i wasn't as terrified anymore, i knew ezra would be home soon. i just knew it.
it's been a month since sweet ezra joined our little family.
it's gone so fast and felt so right.
i don't know how we ever lived without him.