As you may have guessed, the sudden silence in the month of near-daily posts has been a result of the most welcome type of interruption. Late Monday night, October 21, we welcomed our third son into the world. Liam Daniel was born at 10:47 weighing 7lbs 11.5 oz.
After the fiasco with the spinal and my knee surgery, I didn’t even want to entertain the idea of an epidural. Morphine makes me loopy even thinking about it. So I told the nurses not to offer me anything, even if I begged and pleaded. There was no begging or pleading and with the consistent encouragement of my wonderful husband, I had the natural delivery I wanted. Though it was long (22 hours!) and obviously intense (they don’t call it labour for nothing), I was very thankful for God’s peace in the midst of it.
Liam is feeding and sleeping well. He loves to be snuggled and swaddled and is a very calm, peaceful baby so far. We are more than thrilled with our new little blessing.
My older sons, Lucas and Micah are thrilled with their new baby brother and love to hold him. We can’t believe how they have adapted so well.
We came home from the hospital on Wednesday to a turkey dinner my dear mom cooked. The table was full as my sister and brother in law had come to visit. It felt like a Thanksgiving celebration. And it was. One week late. Every day, in fact, finds our hearts full of thanksgiving for this new and precious gift. Welcome to the world little Liam. We love you.