Meet Miles Phineas!!!

I am too exhausted to write all of the details I would like to share right now, but had to say THANK YOU SO MUCH for all of your love and prayers that you have sent and are sending towards me and my new precious son. He arrived today, March 15, 2009, at 5:22 am. He weighs 3 pounds, 8 ounces. I am completely exhausted emotionally and physically but could not be more blessed. I have felt such peace and comfort from my Heavenly Father as well as have seen miracles. A few quick things that I should mention:

After an entire 24 hours of induction with out ever even actually entering labor (I never got past 2 cms), we finally decided that at 10:30pm, if I hadn't progressed, I would have a c-section. I know many, many of you have had c-sections and everything has been just fine. I was perfectly willing to do that if it was the best thing for the baby. But Guy (and the Lord) knowing my health issues and the difficulty it would pose, preferred me to have an easy delivery instead. At 10pm the NICU came in and said they were ready for us. Chancho was given his surgical clothes to put on. I was prepped for the c-section. Guy checked me one last time "just in case". I had progressed to a 3. The c-section was delayed and they were able to insert a tube to give Miles fluid, which he immediately responded to and was calmly able to continue with actual labor.

As of 4:00am I hadn't progressed past 4cm. Again it was decided that if we didn't have any progress in the next hour, we would go forward with the c-section. At 4:30 my epidural was wearing off and I was in a lot of pain. The nurse checked me and I was dialated to a 5. 20 minutes later I was calling in the nurse again telling her that I really needed the anesthesiologist to come in because I was in a really huge amount of pain. She checked me and I had progressed to a 10! Things happened very quickly and before I knew it we were in the operating room next to the NICU. I pushed only 3 times through one contraction and my baby was here. I couldn't believe how tiny he was and he made no sounds and of coures I was crying from nerves, and exhaustion but I had received a high dose of pain meds and it kicked in right before it was time to push.d a high dose of pain meds and it kicked in right before it was time to push.

Miles was whisked off to the adjoining room and I didn't hear much of anything. But just a few minutes later Chancho came in all smiles to quickly tell me that baby was breathing on his own! He then went back in and left me with Guy to finish up the delivery stuff. I was then wheeled to a recovery room and within a few minutes, I was crying in disbelief as Chancho and a NICU nurse wheeled Miles Finn into let me hug and kiss for a moment before taking him to his incubator in NICU. I couldn't even believe it. He was smaller than one of the girls' little dolls! But he was breathing and his heart was fine!

Anyway, of course I wish that I could be with him every minute and we are still being told that he will probably lose weight and then need time to gain it, that he could be here for 4 weeks or more, etc. But how could I feel the least bit upset about anything? How ungrateful I would be. I honestly just feel a total cloud of the Spirit surrounding me and my testimony of the power of prayer has been strengthened immensely (again). I am so grateful for the gospel of Jesus Christ and for family and friends and the power of prayer and the power of love that connects us, no matter what kind of background we come from. So, please know how immensely grateful I am this night. THANK YOU!!!

Amy came and took these photos for me (and probably 90 more but these are what she e-mailed for now). Thank you, dear sister. Even having these photos of my tiny little sweetest sweetness is a miracle.