Daddy and Josiah
Ten years ago today, in the late morning, I felt my first labor pains for my third child. It was around 11 a.m. and I called my husband at work, but he was not available. I told his boss that I didn’t think I needed him to come home yet. I phoned my best friend who was also unavailable as she was at her local library for story hour. I was receiving my pre-natal care from Dr. Ian Grable in Boston, MA. They assured me that there was no time to make it to Boston and please call the ambulance to get to Women & Infants in Providence. They assured me all my medical records would be fax’d over to the hospital before my arrival. I began to panic as this was not the way things were supposed to happen. It’s not how I had envisioned the delivery process of this precious child that we had prayed for so diligently all these weeks. But our loving Father in Heaven had it all planned out. His timing is perfect and His ways are always perfect. He knew exactly what I needed for this day to be a sweet memory for our family. I had my 6 year old go to the next door neighbor to help with him and his almost 2 year old brother.