10 years ago today I thought I was dying as I gave birth to my first baby. I knew labor was going to be hard, but nothing prepared me for the 23 hours of no relief. God came in that room at 525am when sapped of strength, and told csection was planned, I cried out to my Father, and in one moment, a peace flooded the room that had even the nurses crying. With one final push, out she came, a baby girl with a head full of dark hair. We named her Rhema (the spoken Word of God) Summer, because God had spoken and birthed so many things in our lives during the summer time. What a gift God gave us in Rhema! She continues to grow more lovely every year!
7 years ago today I entered the hospital in the morning to be induced, as this baby was happy camping out in mommy for an additional 2 weeks! By 2 in the afternoon after a very quick labor, I gave birth to our first son, a whoping 10 pound baby boy. He was so late, he coo-ed at his daddy while he was being weighed! He took his Dads name, which his little sisters pronounced " Coco" He truly is a mini-me of his dad, no one better for him to mirror, and today he told me he wants to play football AND be a preacher! There is no boy on earth who has as much "boy" in him and yet remains so sweet and gentle hearted. To see him with his twin baby brothers is to see true love manifested.
Happy Birthday my loves! Even though I know you don't like sharing a birthday, I know somehow your destiny is tied together... I'm truly proud to be your mother. I have no greater joy than this...
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