Our Little Gift From God :)

Ian James Eddy

Born March 8, 2010 at 8:50 am

7 lbs 2 ounces

19 1/2 inches

While JD and I were struggling to decide a name for our little boy, I came across the name Ian, and didn't immediately fall in love with it. But then I saw this:

Ian- Meaning: Gift from God.

At that moment, I knew it was THE name.

So far, I don't think it nearly describes how we feel about the little guy.

Here's the story (the long version) for anyone who wants to know:

Sunday during church, I was feeling the same old way I had for weeks. That this kid was not coming on his own, he would be here by induction on Wednesday, and that there was nothing anybody could do to change that. For the sacrament hymn, we sang hymn 169, "As Now We Take the Sacrament" and the last verse touched my heart and bore testimony to me that the Lord knows me, and my struggles with this. Everything would be just fine, that everything was going according to plan, not mine, but His. I finally accepted I couldn't control the situation and was willing to put it into His hands.

That night, at 2 in the morning after JD had been up with a restless Morgan for an hour, I took my shift. Right as she fell back asleep, my water broke. Contractions hadn't started yet, so we took our time getting everything we needed and loading up Morgan.

By the time we got to the designated place to hand off Morgan to my Dad, my contractions were hard and strong...and only 3 minutes apart. (JD was especially happy because this meant he had a reason to drive fast)

When we got to the hospital though, I was still only a 3 and 70% effaced. The first 2 hours of labor were contractions 2 minutes apart or less, and they were just getting me fully effaced. I wanted to do it without an epidural, but 5 hours in and still only dilated to a 4 and with contractions now less than a minute apart...I totally broke!

Once I had the epidural, which I gotta say, I am never ever saying I am doing it without one of those suckers again. I love the magic. Anyhow, we had baby Ian within an hour of the epidural, and I only had to push twice. The whole process from when my water broke till 8:50 when he joined our family took 7 hours...for which I am SO thankful!



He has been nothing but a little bundle of joy for us. Morgan has done so well, I feel like she was waiting for him more than any of the rest of us were. All day long we are having to keep an eye on her, all she wants to do is HUG HUG HUG "baby brother Ian".


And to Ian:

I am so glad you came to us. I feel more strongly about your potential for big things than anything else I have ever felt in my life. I know our family has been blessed by you, and I know that at some point in our lives (probably many different ones) you will be the one who keeps our family strong. I love you, my sweet baby boy.