Here is a belated update on God's provision for the birth of our daughter.  We ended up with an emergency c-section, a major change of events from our original plan of a home birth.  It was like an episode of an emergency room television show.  I, after several episodes of unexplained bleeding, and with the hospital unwilling to send me home, consented to be induced.  This led to an even more dramatic bleeding episode in the hospital room.  Suddenly the room was filled with doctors and nurses.  God gave me great peace as the doctor hastily explained the possible side effects of the surgery, death was one he mentioned.  Then I was wheeled through the halls, covered in blood, my husband and daughter weeping and left behind.  In the surgery room I was surrounded by strangers, poked and prodded like a Christmas goose, and finally put to sleep.  I had committed my soul into the hands of the Lord as I went in there and did not fear.  When I woke I was shaking from the pain and effects of the medication.  I had been asleep  for two hours.  I, who had avoided any medication in birth so better to bond with my baby, had been seperated from her for the first two hours of her life, as the doctors probed my defenseless uterus to find the cause of the bleeding.  Praise God that although I was, in sense not there, and my husband was not there, He was with me in the operating room, and with my daughter in her first moments of life.

We are rejoicing in the arrival of Ella Rose, thankful for all the kindness shown during the recovery period, and busy with getting moved to the house in Mexico