"Make a joyful noise to the Lord"

That indeed was the song that was playing in my little CD player in my room when Gavin Robert Cram was brought into this world on tuesday September 11th at 8:25am. Right smack on his due date. I'm still in shock of all how it went down, but I am so glad he is finally here and healthy.

I know I said I would write before I went to the hospital, (and I almost did) but John talked me out of it and boy am I glad, because the way things happened I could have had this baby in the car. What I mean is...

As soon as I rolled out of bed, BAM! Ouch! Crap! Hee hee hoo hee hee hoo...whoowhoowhoo. I didn't even bother to write them or count them. I knew these were the ones that get babies born. So I got ready real quick called my mom at 7:04am and then woke john up at 7:08am and then I called my sister and Rod at 7:09am (Rod watched Tyler for us), called John's mom at 7:14am. By 7:27am we were getting in the car leaving for the hospital hitting all the nicely paved streets of Riverside (joking). John ran red lights and honked and flashed his lights at slow people on the freeway. I was worried, but they needed to go a little bit faster. We arrive at Parkview Hospital at 7:47am they wheeled me to labor and delivery. My room was ready since I called ahead. My nurse Judy checked me and I was at 7cm, totally thinned out and at 0 station...WHAT! 7cm? I knew at this point there was no way i was gonna have a epidural. I began to panick (I was contemplating throughout this whole pregnancy...epidural? or no?--I even told John in the car on the way over I was definately having a epidural because I was such in pain). I just remember crying in fear that I was about to face the worse thing in my life. It actually wasn't that bad. It does feel good to push, really it does. And when all is said and done, you feel good. Anyway, I progressed real quick. Judy checked me a total of 3 times. First I was 7cm. Second my water broke and I was at 9cm. Lastly, I was completly dilated. After that last check I was like I have to push. I suddenly felt weak, but really had to push. Good thing the doctor was there getting ready. The nurses were asking John how long I pushed last time. Heehee...PUSH! I have to push. At first I thought no one was listening to me. So yeah I pushed, pushed, pushed...Gavin was born! Yeah! Of course they had to take all the precautions since he passed meconium (his poop), so they really suctioned him good and John did the honors of cutting the cord.

He spent a entire hour and a half on my chest. It was wonderful. I remember hearing the background again on my CD player, "How great is our God"...perfect songs for such a perfect occasion. Here are some pics that you are dying to see...

8 lbs 7 oz 20 1/2 in

feetsy

fingers
his eyes are already blue...looks just like tyler

my favortie picture so far. Tyler just came right up to us and said baby and curled up next to me...


Proud daddy again!!