So, It Started Out Being A Good Day . . .

The sister missionaries were moving in today and we were very excited!

Michelle and I spent a couple days this week--during her spring break--cleaning out the room they will use, and getting rid of a lot of stuff collected over the past 14 years.

The only thing I had to do today was finish cleaning the laundry room so we could turn half of it into a kitchenette. A stove was being delivered at noon and a refrigerator is coming on Tuesday.

I went to the sister's apartment early to load up my Tahoe with their belongings and then ran home so I could deliver lunch to a friend whose children were hit by a car yesterday while driving a golf cart across the street and just got back from the hospital. (They are okay, but the boy is pretty banged up.)

Then Wes and I were going to hurry and work on the laundry room before his training meeting at 1--that was to be followed by a baptism and then over to friends to watch the BYU basketball game.

A good day, right?

WRONG!

While moving a box in the laundry room I discovered the wall was wet. The entire wall, actually. I groaned, realizing that a wet wall had to mean we had a plumbing leak. I gave Wes the bad news and he started ripping out the drywall to locate the water source.

A friend came by to help him take the cabinet off the wall (the father of the kids who were hit by a car) and later another friend came to help as well.

This is my basement now. The white spot on the wall is where the cabinet once was.

They have taken out a good portion of the wall and cut two holes in the ceiling so they could reach up and cut out a pipe. We believe the leak is coming from the upstairs bathroom, which could also mean my bathroom floor may need to be ripped out as well.

In the meantime--there is no place to put the oven or the fridge. My husband missed his training meeting and will probably miss the baptism, and our bathroom is off limits until the leak is fixed--which will take a couple days.

UGH!!

But . . . I prefer to think happy thoughts. Like about this cute little guy below who is growing up much too fast!

And of course if BYU wins, it will certainly help to bring great . . . joy to my journey!

Sweet Pictures

It's A Boy!!

Enoch Wesley

Born January 5, 2011

5 lbs. 15 oz, 19 inches long

This picture was taken just a few minutes after he was born.

And this picture was taken about 45 minutes after his birth.

Today was one of those days you hold in your heart forever.

Although three weeks before his due date, due to some complications, the doctor decided today would be a good time for our little Enoch to be born. His parents checked into the hospital around 3:30 this morning and I followed them there several hours later.

Around 11:30 they broke Kali's water and at 12:3o she was at 4 cm. We were told to relax. Since this was her first baby and she was on an epidural, it would be about another six hours or so. But Enoch had other plans. At 2:40 Kali was at a ten and at 3:06 he made his entrance into the world.

I stayed in the delivery room until just before the doctor arrived and then joined Wes (who had just arrived) and Kali's dad in the waiting room across the hall. Kim, (Kali's mom) remained in the room for the birth. Kali invited me to stay, which I appreciated, but I know that when you are at ten centimeters, you wouldn't care if the high school band was in watching, but afterward you do, so I decided to wait outside.

Truthfully, I could barely stand being outside the room. I kept creeping closer and closer to the door so I could hear what was happening. My heart was with them as they cheered Kali through her pushing. And I completely burst into tears when I heard the little cry.

It has been a very long and difficult pregnancy so to have the birth go so effortlessly was more than we could have hoped or prayed for. We appreciate all the friends and family members who have kept Kali and little Enoch in their prayers these past several months.

Today was truly a blessing and one that brought great . . .joy to my journey!