then three became four...

on october 14th at 11:18 am in the morning we welcomed our new daughter into the world. fiona duran was a healthy 7.03 pounds and 18 and half inches long. big sister isabelle was excited to finally meet her new sister and is finding ways that she can comfort and cuddle her as she adjusts to this new world. frank couldn't be more proud. we had our family waiting for us in the family room and as soon as fiona was born frank took a picture and raced out to show them. he loves his girls. we are still adjusting to all the changes and anticipate that it will be awhile til everything is back to 'normal'. thank you for your love and prayers!

The Saga continues...

So... after very little sleep and going through the gamut of emotions from nervousness to excitement Frank and I trekked out to the hospital where we were scheduled to be induced this morning. We walked in the door tired but excited when the nurse looked up and said, 'Oh no. (as she looked at other nurses) This was our inducement for today. Oh no.' We just kinda looked at each other and waited for a minute when the nurse finally walked over and said that they had been so busy that for the last 8 hours their delivery room was closed to any new patients. That said, she took us to a room gave us another non-stress test to monitor the baby's heart and then after waiting for almost 2 hours we were sent home. The deal now is that if they can discharge at least 2 families by this afternoon we could go back and get induced today... If not, we will pretend it is ground hog's day (like the Billy Murray movie) and go back tomorrow and do the whole thing over again but this time with a guarantee of getting induced.

Oh I can't begin to describe how disheartened and disappointed we felt. I mean we know it'll eventually happen but it still is a great let down to us. Frank looked so disappointed and we joked how we would just start unpacking our things, get comfortable, put in a movie, I'd change into my pj's and then what could they do?? Oh well, this gives us another chance to try to get some more sleep and then we can try it again. I am sooooo looking forward to meeting this elusive girl inside me.

Baby girl will definitely be here tomorrow!

So after seeing my doctor on Friday and going into my 42nd week of pregnancy the plan was set that if I didn't go into labor this weekend that at 8 am on Monday morning I am supposed to show up at the hospital and get induced. Saturday I went in for a stress test and everything looks perfect with the baby-- her heart sounds great and she is not in distress so that is good. This weekend was an unfruitful weekend, as I didn't go into labor but I'm looking forward to tomorrow and I can't wait to meet my new daughter.

I am honestly a little scared and unsure about what to expect with the inducement, but I am hopeful and glad that I will have Frank there with me to go through the process. This week was difficult in many ways-- not only physically but also emotionally and psychologically. I have felt really worn out with all the uncertainties. Today I shared with a friend some of these struggles. I was so blessed to have some reassurance that what I am going through is normal and that when it comes time to have the baby I will know what to do and will have the support to do it. So I am trying to lean into a space of faith and trust.