Andres’s mini Birth Story | 3 Secrets to a Different Perspective
This week our newest edition to the Mendible family turns 1 month and today his big brother Emanuel turns 3! THREE!
1 month of 2 babies, 1 month of newness, 1 month of in the thick of it.
It honestly took me 2 weeks to get over Andres’s birth.
People looked at the pictures of me holding my new arrival and would say, I didn’t even look like I had given birth.
They said things like, “It looks like all she did was push 3x and he was out!“
(Shout out to Shannon for my fabulous lashes! One of the nurses even called me a Diva! Haha, sometimes in life you just got to prepare. ♥)
This sadly wasn’t the case. Oh how I wish it was.
It was 9 months of me praying over my growing belly, praying for a smooth delivery and healthy baby. Believing that God would give me a smooth delivery. But that just wasn’t God’s plan.
I’m going to just give a mini birth story and the lessons that I’ve learned, the highlights.
I decided to go to the hospital at 5am in the morning, not because I was having painful, it’s time to give birth contractions, but because I didn’t feel my baby moving. He was usually very active in the mornings and this particular morning for some reason, Andres wasn’t moving.
I was poking and prodding my over grown 39 week belly for about 15 minutes and nothing.
I could of freaked out, been worried and think of all those stories, you know the ones, but I felt it in my heart that he was ok, that everything was going to be ok, despite what it looked like. But something just told me to go anyways so…
I woke up Franklin, “Let’s go to the hospital“.
He knew I’ve been cramping all day and all night and how blessed I was that he didn’t even question me. He, said “ok” in his sleepy yet responsible self and began getting ready.
Having a baby is serious business.
SO there we were, I was in my very appealing hospital gown, all these leads on me and I’m 4cm dilated with regular contractions. They weren’t painful…yet! Andres turned out to be what a baby is, very sleepy. Although I wanted to go home the Dr. and nurses adviced me to stay because I was well in labor and at 7:30am the real stuff started
Contractions Baby, fabulous.
oh. what. joy.
I love how…
TWEETABLE: In the midst of trial, God can give us a peace that surpasses all understanding. Phil 4:7
Well, after that it just went down hill folks. The nurses took FOREVER to get my blood work so they can give me an epidural. Which, before arriving to the hospital, I had planned every detail in my mind.
I laid it all out.
I had this perfect picture that everything was going to go smoothly and I was just going to coast. Get an epidural before the pain really got bad, sip on some ice water, maybe even squeeze in a nap and wait it out until I was about 10cm. That was the dream folks.
But back to reality I was around 8.5 /9 cm dilated when I was given my Epidural. Oh and it wore out. Yes it was fantastic. Beautiful, just beautiful. I hated the nurse for just a smudge. Don’t judge me, she was old. Not that age mattered in me disliking her. 😛
To tell you I was this close (picture my two fingers touching together) to asking for a C-section is an understatement.
It turned out that Andres shoulder was stuck behind my pubic bone called shoulder dystocia, his umbilical cord was wrapped around his neck and meconium, thankfully on the way out, still this happens when a baby is in stress.
I asked Franklin while the Dr. was massaging my belly like she was kneading dough,
“IS he ok???“
All I can hear is the nurses, opening the door, screaming out for help from the other nurses. Little did I know NICU nurses came to our room.
“IS he ok???“
Andres for at least a few minutes was not breathing, But GOD!
I didn’t know anything about just how serious it could of been at that moment and I’m so glad that no one answered my question, because what do you say to a mother in that moment?
I got to hear my Andres cry, his adorable baby cry and hold him safely in my arms, he was beautiful, he was healthy.
God may not give us everything we want, He may not even give us those prayers we’ve been praying for close to a year, come on God really? A year?
But God always gives us the truest deepest desires of our hearts. He is always faithful with what we need. And all though, everything didn’t turn out like the fairy tale birth-story I imagined, it turned out exactly how God wanted it.
Love, I was a mess for the first 2 weeks. I felt as though that maybe I did something wrong? That maybe I didn’t pray hard enough or that I didn’t do something good enough. If you’re facing those thoughts today.
Stop it, just stop it.
Sometimes God takes us through the fire in order for us to come out like gold. I had to change my perspective and today I want to give you 3 secrets to a different perspective that can help you if or when you go through a difficult time.
1. Accept what has happened
Love, it took me too long to just accept what happen don’t let this be you. Sometimes accepting what has happened to us in a non judgmental way allows us to move past our need for control and embrace the moment of now. Embrace ourselves within the moment. You can think of many ways of how you could of done things differently, etc, but that is sadly just not going to help you towards your future. Instead of thinking of what it could of been, accept what it is with the assurance that this has not surprised God and that there is a plan, even in this!
2. Look at what you do have
I was so lost into thinking that I could of done something different, that maybe I messed up that maybe, maybe, maybe… I wasn’t looking at the obvious blessing in front of me fully. I wasn’t looking at how God was providing even within this moment. Don’t lose sight of those God moments, I assure you, when ever there is a trial there is always a blessing.
No temptation has overtaken you except what is common to mankind. And God is faithful; he will not let you be tempted beyond what you can bear. But when you are tempted, he will also provide a way out so that you can endure it. 1 Corinthians 10:13
3. Learn the lesson
There is always a lesson to be learned. Mine? It was more than one but I will give you one. That GOD is in control. God is faithful and He may not give us what we want, but He’ll always give us what we need. #thankful