
I am finally sitting at home (well, at jord's home...) after a whirlwind of busyness this last 24 hours... I am still tearing up at the thought of my darling new niece and her wonderful parents and I thought I'd try to get some of this written down before I lose the moment.
Jordi's labor was pretty average... about 13 hours with some laid-back parts (where we were talking about the first starbucks each of us ever visited- haha!), some REALLY tough parts (Jord breathing through those contractions at the end!), some scary parts (little Sayla Grace had the cord wrapped around her neck when she came out- poor purple little thing) and some superexciting parts ("meet your precious baby girl!"). I think most labors and deliveries have those components- exciting, scary, difficult... What is so amazing is how those pieces come together into an absolute miracle.
It is a miracle that last night Jord was just her normal, albeit larger than average, self with a teensy person inside her and that tonight there is a new member of their family out here on the outside. It is a miracle that Sayla has her own destiny from the Lord- her own gifts, her own calling, her own part to play in history... and that Jord and Drew get to be a part of that. It is a miracle what the sleep-deprived human body can do- truly a miracle.
I guess it is just a miracle the way God chose to do this- to let us be a part of bringing a whole new life into the world. I would never do things this way; I am way to much of a control freak and I think people are a little to chance-y and irresponsible to be trusted with something this huge. Luckily the Lord is smarter than me...
Tonight I am praising God for the miracle of new life.