Three!!

Super J is 3!!

I just can't believe it.

It seems like yesterday that I was sitting in church at a Sunday Night prayer time, wiggling because I just couldn't sit still. I was huge. I was going to have a c-section in 1 week's time. I was thrilled.

One of the pray-ers there looked at me and said "We're going to pray for you." I said, not one to turn down Divine Help - "OKAY!" When I got home, I talked to the The Professor and was still achy. I said, "I think I'll go lay down and go to bed to see if this stops." It didn't stop. I couldn't sleep.

I did what all women do (if they can) - I called mom. "I think I'm in labor." she suggested that I go out and walk up and down the sidewalk to see what happens. I'm still not sure why I did it - but the contractions did not go away.

I called the ob's office. 'Well, we don't want you to labor. (it was my 3rd c-section) so come to the hospital and let them check you out." Mom came. We left. It was the middle of the night.

They gave me drugs - and the labor did not stop. They poked me in the butt - the labor still did not stop. The on-call Ob did not want to perform a c-section - she wanted to wait until my ob came back on duty. *sigh* It was a sleepless night - even with the drugs. Poor professor sat in the rocking chair next to my bed and tried to doze.

I'm still not sure why they waited. I'll never know. I'm not sure I care anymore.

The c-section was done early in the morning. J was born - the biggest of my 4 at 9lbs 14oz.

With a knot in his cord.

They said that if he hadn't had the knot in his cord he might have topped out at 10lbs.

Knot in his cord.

Later, it really clicked. I met a grandmother who was tending her granddaughters in the bookstore so her daughter could look at books on grieving. Her grandson had been still-born. Because of a knot in his cord. This really clicked with me.

I mean- I knew God has a sense of humor where I'm concerned. I knew that God saved J's life. I just never really grasped how much He had saved J's life.

yes, I realize that God could have turned evil for Good.

I don't know why He saved J's life and not the other baby's - or why not both.

I digress. I'm sorry.

J turned 3 on the 5th.

He can be a tyrant at times. Sometimes he's more:

Than Bible-Bat-Super-Spider Man.... But OH the Joy he brings!! This kid has a heck of a sense of humor and an infectious laugh.

Did I tell you that he wears a cape EVERYTIME he goes outside??

The neighbor calls him Captain Bible.

He's 3 and He's all mine.