Sunday, March 10, 2013

and so it is done. and so it begins.

Last Monday I went to the doctor and begged him to help me have this baby as soon as possible. "I really have to have him NOW so I can be recovered enough to go to church this Sunday."

He looked at me like I was insane. He was right. But I had my reasons, and he was kind enough to schedule an induction for that evening.

Today has been looming like a big looming thing. The culmination of the craziest week ever. I started it by giving birth to our third child, made my way through recovery, got pinkeye AGAIN, discovered the medication I hoped would work did not (I currently feel like I'm being stabbed in the chest with a thousand tiny knives) - and showed up to church looking slightly more sane than Gary Busey so I could see my husband bless our new baby and become a bishop.

Why yes, the timing IS crazy. Seriously, I have no idea how we survived this week - though to be fair, all I had to do today was just appear in public (doing anything in public 6 days postpartum is a big deal). I honestly don't know why I've been so panicked about today, when the husband had to do all the work, like bless the baby and do the bishop thing. And you'd think he'd be a big ball of stress - but he has been the awesomest, patient angel of a human being. I have no idea how, but I feel like the luckiest girl there is.

And mad props to WonderGirl for keeping a secret for an entire month. That's the real shocker of the whole thing.

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

You guys are amazing. I'm so happy your baby is here! And awesome! He LOOKS perfect, but that can be deceiving...I'm just so happy he's as great and sweet as he looks!

I was stressing out for you just reading this post! Ha ha. Jared will be wonderful. And you'll be awesome right there with him.

Lots of happy thoughts and prayers your way. I hope your body stops being so mean to you soon. I talked about sacrifice at church today and couldn't help but think of what you go through to bring these ginormous spirits to earth. Strange how some have that so easy and some have such a struggle. Hats off to you for your sacrifice, and to your family for sharing Jared with your ward family. :)

--kimbo

Jane said...

Did she really?! Totally bringing Wondergirl a present when I come! That's impressive. And I am sure - though you did not feel your best - you looked fabulous!!

Master P said...

Aaaaand cue the ugly cry! ;). Seriously, thank you so much. I couldn't do this without all my invisible friends :)

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Cath said...

Man, that's a long life of high priest group meeting.

Master P said...

You're telling me. He's actually been a HP since Brasil so it's not as creepy.

Cath said...

Well if that's the case, why wasn't he bishop at 25? At this rate he'll never make prophet! (I would make such a terrible GA wife...I hate skirt suits!)

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