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July 13, 2013by etley enlightens

day eleven:

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i have a bad habit of ruining potentially great pictures with ugly faces.

my friends hate this about me. i’m sure strangers hate it too.

#badhabit

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he really is so sweet and funny; the perfect combo! best little boyfriend i’ve ever had!! 🖤 #thosecheeks
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ONE! My boy is ONE! To my precious baby boy, you’ve changed my heart and my perspective and I’m so grateful to be your mom. You are a LIFE changer - you SEE people, you look them in the eyes and you instantly LOVE. I pray every single day for your heart, for your future friendships, for your future wife, for your future love for Jesus. I pray your heart is vulnerable and strong and loving and filled with truth. Your name Stone represents the STRENGTH you acquired in the womb. Keep walking in that strength that comes straight from God. And watch your Daddy, he’s amazing! I am so blessed I get to walk this life with you. Love you baby boy!! Happy Birthday 🖤
THROWBACK: “Well, this story took a turn. This story took a turn. I am in the hospital and they are going to induce me tonight, November 27. It is 10:15pm. Baby’s being monitored right now; I just have some high blood pressure that they’re worried about. So, we’re gonna go on some meds to get this induction rolling . . . crazy. You can’t plan out birth, birth plans out you.”• • • It was Monday. I was at my regular weekly midwife appointment. They checked my blood pressure at least 7 times before giving me the news I needed to go to the hospital. At that point, it was just routine BP monitoring and then I would be heading home for the night. Grant was home painting the nursery; we were still weeks away from meeting our baby. I stopped at a nasty vending machine for dinner. Yup. Little did I know that a microwaveable hamburger would be my last real food before giving birth. Thank God I found some suspect ketchup packets on the counter hiding or my night would have been ruined lol. I was nervous; I didn’t think I belonged at the hospital. The nurses were kind and at the end of what felt like an eternity of monitoring my BP, I pushed myself up off the bed and got my stuff ready to go. My midwife walked in, looked at me with her sweet gentle eyes and said “we are going to induce you.” I can’t explain the emotions I had bc looking back, i’m beyond thankful for this part of the story. But in the moment, I was floored, shocked, bewildered and scared. Frankly, I was sad too. I had my plan and my plan was stolen. I called Grant and through the tears I gave him the impromptu hospital bag list which included mascara and eyeliner . . . i really thought I would be applying said items🙄• • • Jesus, thank you for your provision, for the wisdom you gave those angel nurses, for the ingenuity you gave those saint doctors and midwives and the godly patience you gave my husband. And of course the STRENGTH you gave our baby Stone🖤
he’s been super snuggly the past couple of days. that’s all i can really say without crying 🖤

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