The beginning

SO, I have been blogging now for several months. I really enjoy it. I have blogged about many subjects, but recently feel the pull to post a little more about Koby.How he came to be, the journey he has taken us on, and the people he has made us!
Koby is mine and Chris's first and so far our only baby. He has a very unique story. A story that has been published in one version in THIS book. There is more to his story though and I intend to publish it all here, in steps...in hopes that someone out there, will be sent by God, and find this story to enhance their lives.

The beginning:

December 15th 2004, I was scheduled for an induction. However, as many things in life God had better plans! I went into labor that day all by myself. I arrived to the hospital around 5pm that night. I was very scared! I wouldn't DARE let on to anyone how scared I was! That just isn't me. I am a strong person and I wasn't going to let this be any different. After all, what did I have to be scared about? I had gotten pregnant after just a few months of trying. I had had the text book,essentially perfect pregnancy. I had gained little weight,eaten right, taken all my vitamins, been to all my appointments, and had an ultrasound and blood work to confirm all was well in "WombWorld" and had even learned we were having a boy. So, no reason to be scared...but I still was. It was that day, for the first time in the last 40 weeks that I had had a worry, or uneasy feeling all along. It was then that I realized...something could go wrong or be wrong. But, I was able to quickly release those feelings, with a little help from contractions, and visits from nurses, and focus back on the goal at hand. Not long after I was admitted the "fun" started. My strong labor, quickly started causing me to involuntarily hold my breath, and I was requiring oxygen in order to keep the baby's heart rate up.After what seemed like an ETERNITY, help arrived. A little oxygen, pain medicine and seemingly more prayers than I had ever sent up in one night, and I was resting peacefully. I continued to rest, as best as I could through the labor for the next 17 hours. At about 10am, it was confirmed through examination that it was GO time! I pushed for approximately 2 hours, and at 11:58am, Koby was born! He was immediately placed on my chest.He didn't cry,but he looked RIGHT into my eyes,and stared as if to say, "so YOU are the woman who I have been "hearing" about for 9 months;nice to see you". We had sooo much going on around us in the room; nurses shouting numbers,and orders back and forth, more doctors and nurses entering the room bringing more equipment and noise with them and Chris was on his way to the waiting room to make a birth announcement,all the while the machines were beeping and buzzing away. But for that moment, it was just ME and Koby.There was no one else, or anything else in the world that mattered. At that moment my life stood still.I was in AWE. I don't remember too specifically what happened in the next few minutes,or even hours after that, but I can distinctly remember in that moment thinking two things: how much my precious boy looked like his Daddy, and how TINY his sweet baby hands were. I will FOREVER cherish those moments and thoughts,as seemingly insignificant as they might seem,because those were quite literally the last moments of My life as I knew it.
To be continued...



One of our sweet nurses grabbed the camera and snapped this picture(remember Chris ran out to the waiting room).I didn't ask her too, or even give it much thought until months later.Knowing what I know now, I look at it as another way God looks out for you when you can't look out for yourself. It is blurry and shaky, but a favorite of mine for so many reasons!