Sunday was a crazy morning because we had our childrens program for the morning service. So we got the kids all ready and went in to church where they did a great job on their program. I got the million questions about when I was going to have my baby and how much longer did I think I had and well you all know the well meaning questions that leave you all depressed and irritable... After leaving church we did a quick lunch and I put the kids to bed. Matthew went to work in Fennville shortly after he left I had my first noticably real contraction. I packed my bag, cleaned up a few things and played with the kids. I waited until midnight to tell Matthew that I was in labor and told him to expect a call sometime before his shift was supposed to end. He apparently tried to sleep but had several calls during the night leaving him exhausted. I semi slept through the contractions until about four in the morning when I couldn't ignore them anymore and decided to take a bath to decide when to call Matthew. I ended up calling him at 4:45am and He came home with his sister who graciously had gotten up to watch the kids. We made our way to the hospital very slowly because of a few slow pokes in front of us. I didn't really mind because I knew I had called him home with plenty of time but I was concerned that maybe I had asked him home too early. My fear of being embarrassed came to fruition when they checked me and I was only at a 3! I was mortified that I had called him home for a 3! He then proceeded to make fun of me (playfully ofcourse) as we walked the hallway. About an hour later they moved me to my room but still had not rechecked me despite promises to do so. I had a major increase in pain and the distance had closed between contractions to 2 1/2 minutes. The nurse put the iv in and put in ther blood work for my epi. I remember that I looked at Matthew and said " they are not going to make it. I feel like I did when I was at the end with Kayla" Matthew and I had already made our wager as to what time Kendra would be born so when fourty minutes later the iv was finished and the blood work back and they decided to finally check me to see which type of shot to give me I was already at 9.5cm and bulging.I figured as much since I was already violently shaking, and crying and carrying on like an infant myself...happened each time I went drug free. They gave me the option to try to get the shot by not pushing for as long as possible but after talking to Matthew for a few seconds we decided that it probably wouldn't take effect in time anyways and to just push. The doc broke my water and told me to push. Only minutes later she was out and I was embarrassed once again as I had made way too much noise, in my defense it hurt like crazy! She and I sat together for about an hour before I went to the tub and she got cleaned up. So that is about it for the birth. From 3-10 in two hours was a little too fast and yet Matthew stopped making fun of me for calling him home early. He was such a great support during labor and delivery and made sure that the kids were able to get to the hospital to see the new baby. The kids were all thrilled and seem to continue to be happy and in love with their new sister.
We are so happy that Kendra made it in time for Christmas. She made our celebration that much sweeter as our family was able to gather around her and moon over her. She is absolutely beautiful! 
