Asher's entrance

Four years ago today we had a most unusual delivery. I was doing my usual days long labor and did not think much of the contractions I was having that morning. In the afternoon we went to lunch with the family to celebrate Chelsey's birthday. I remember being very uncomfortable during lunch with pretty strong contractions, but they were not super close together. After lunch I took Chelsey to get her first ever pedicure. As we walked through the Walmart parking lot it was difficult to walk through the pain, but I was determined to get my feet pampered and pamper Chelsey. That afternoon I went home and laid around. My mom kept calling and checking on me, but I kept saying it was not time yet. Grant came home and could tell I did not feel good, so he made noodles for dinner while I laid on the couch timing my contractions. they would go something like this: 8 minutes, 6 minutes, 2 minutes, 12 minutes, 10 minutes, 3 minutes, 8 minutes...you get the picture. Finally my mom came over with my dad and said they were going to stay with the kids and I was to go to the hospital. I did not want to because I did not want them to send me home. I finally decided that I would because they might be able to give me something to help me sleep. I had not packed a bag yet, so I quickly threw a few things together. My dad was parked in the driveway, so we took his Cadillac truck. The ride was painful, every bump hurt during a contraction. We got about 2 stop lights from the hospital and I asked if Grant could just stop until I got on top of the contraction. We went through two green lights and one red when I realized it was not going away. We went and I dealt with my situation. We got to the emergency room and I was so afraid the people would take their time thinking I was barely in labor. They were actually really quick and got me right up to labor and delivery. When we got there they asked me if I could fill out the paper work. I told them no and asked if my husband could. Then they asked me if I could stand on the scale, which I quickly replied, "NO." I got wheeled to a room and as soon as we got in there I told them I needed to push. Te lady said, "Oh honey, I am just a CNA, please do not push. It took a CNA and Grant to finally get me in a bed just after my water broke. Then everyone left. I looked at Grant and told him this baby was coming. He frantically ran out into the hall to find no one. He ran back in to check on me, then a moment later a nurse came in. They had to pull her from the neonatal nursery because there was no one else to help. She threw on some gloves, told Grant what to do, climbed on the table and delivered Asher. She was the only one there, so she turned her attention to the baby. The table with all the delivery equipment, untouched. They did not have time to get me an IV. It was a whirlwind. Less than 30 minutes after setting foot in the ER on the first level, we had Asher with us on the fifth level. If it were not for my mom, Asher would have come at home. He kind of does things his own way. He was our biggest baby yet, and perfect in every way. It was a whirlwind delivery, but very peaceful and calm holding him. I love this little man and am so glad to celebrate his place in our family today!