2 weeks old!

Click HERE to see all of the photo's we took :) He's getting so big!!

For this child I prayed...

Words cannot explain how overwhelmed I have felt of late... God has been so good to me, I have no idea how to tell you. It all started over four years ago when my husband and I started trying to concieve a child. Our hearts desire was to have children to raise them for the Lord. As many of you know, (that's what this blog was all about) we tried for a very long time to concieve. God saw fit for us to wait. I came to hate the word "wait" also the statement "All in God's time". In June of 2007, we lost our first child, that we didn't even know excisted. This was a very hard time for me. In some instances, I became bitter towards God for giving me what I prayed for, and then taking it away... I came to a point where my inability to concieve became a burden, I became so very discouraged that God would never see fit to answer my prayer. We went through many treatments and doctors appointments to try to see if there was a physical reason... Last fall, we found the physical reason, and God saw fit to answer our prayer to concieve again. For the past ten months, we have been waiting for our little miracle to arrive... and he did!!! Here is the birth story of our miracle...

Friday, June 5th 6:30 p.m.: Had been laying down with hubby relaxing for a few because we had plans to spend the evening with family. I got up to go get ready, and felt a gush of fluid... MY WATER BROKE!!! I was estatic and nervous all at the same time. My sister knocked on the door seconds later... poor girl, heard me freakin out! I wasn't having contractions, but I knew to call the doctor and get instructions from there... Doc said to take it easy, eat supper, shower, and try to relax. If I didn't have anymore contractions, I was to go to the hospital at about 9 or 10.

As soon as I hung up with the doctor, I had a contraction. But as we had learned in our birthing class, the first part of labor can take sometimes up to 12 hours. So we decided to keep our supper plans with my family... We had great fun telling my dad that it was BABY DAY! We went to Olive Garden and I must say, the company was great... but this was the first time that I really didn't enjoy my visit to Olive Garden! From when we left the house, went to pick up Miss A, and got to dinner, I had been having consecutive contractions ranging between 5-8 minutes apart. Finally I looked at my very anxious husband and said, lets go ahead and go to the hospital. The look of relief from him was hilarious. He was so worried about delivering the baby in the car :)

We got to the hospital at about 9:30, they checked my cervix, and said I was still dialated to 3 (that's what I was at the last doc appt) they did a test to see if my water had truely broken, and it came out negative. But I was having regular contractions. So they wanted me to "walk" for an hour. It is so dang hard to walk while you are in labor! Besides the fact that I was so frustrated that noone at the hospital believed me that my water had broke! So we walked. At 11:00 I was done walking, and needed to lay down. We went back to the triage room, (because they still didn't believe me) I laid there for what seemed like forever having very painful contractions. She finally came and checked me again, and I was a 4-5. Progressing very well. They decided to admit me, and we went through all the questions... and signing papers... very hard to do with contractions. About 12 midnight I was begging my husband for meds... I was in soooo much pain. They got me to my room, I laid on the bed and the contractions came faster. After about 5 minutes of trying, they got my IV in. I asked the nurse, I'm like... Shouldn't I have a break in between the contractions? In class, they said to "rest" in between them... like I would be able to sleep!!! She said Hmmm... let me check you again. Yeah... I was a 9-10 with a very small lip. She ran to call the doctor, and I started to feel the need to push... by then it was too late to get any medication... so I was getting what I wanted, a complete natural birth experience!

The doctor came in, and I basically yelled at him... where have you been?!?!? He laughed and said lets check where you are as he put on ONE glove (no gown or anything)... Go ahead and give a trial push on the next contraction he said. So I did, and Baker crowned. He immediately said... Oh.... I pushed again, and Baker was born. This was the most incredible and wierd moment of my life. They didn't let me see him for a while because noone was prepared for him! And, from him coming so fast, his head and face was very bruised. (As you'll see in the pics) Eventually they put him on my chest and he was letting me know that he didn't like what he had just been through :) Phil and I were immediately in love with this new little being that God had given us. We are now a family of three :)

Baker Riley Hulett was born at 12:42 a.m. on June 6, 2009.

Weight: 7 lbs 3ozs Height: 19.5 inches

Now for pictures!

Bleh... Walking, and resting...

He's here!!!

Trying to introduce him to my family... in between the tears... this was literally right after birth.

First family picture!

All of Baker's first visitors!!

Daddy giving him his first bath

I'm in heaven...
Look at those cheeks!!!

Going home!!

Of course we had to stop at Meemee and Pawpaw's for a picture! Eight Grandchildren on earth, and one precious missed one in heaven.

Baker's first week of life was a little rough because he had jaundice so bad...

Daddy and his little man... Happy Father's Day my love... I could never ask for a better daddy for our children. You are an amazing daddy and an even more amazing husband. I love you!