The Fessler Family: May 2013

Wynn Eliese Fessler

As most of you know, our world was totally changed on May 11, 2013 when our sweet little Wynn was born. But what you might not know are the details surrounding her birth, so I want to share with you her birth story.

Wynn was originally scheduled to be born on May 17, 2013. Her due date was the 18th, which was a Saturday. We did not want to be induced, but we wanted to make it easy on our parents and allow them the chance to take off work so they could be with us. We had everything planned perfectly. Mike and I were going to spend the Thursday night before she was born with the boys and have one last family night. My parents were coming on Thursday night so that the boys would be taken care of. Mike's parents were also coming and everyone would come together to the hospital the next day and meet the 1st granddaughter. Funny how we forget that God has a hand in EVERYTHING and makes sure that things happen in his perfect time. Its also funny how His plan is ALWAYS so much better than ours.

Well, the day before she was born I was very crabby and I'm sure very unpleasant to be around. In fact, I feel bad for my boys because I'm sure I was not a fun mommy at all that day. Anyways, that afternoon I was sitting outside praying and begging God for peace over so many things, but mostly the birth and how my boys would respond to their new sister. Later Will joined me on the porch. I was uncomfortable and not in a great mood, but he had asked me to play band with him and sing songs with him. I was not digging the game, but I figured I might as well play along. We started singing and making up words to a song, Usually when he sings, he just makes sounds and yells them at the top of his lungs. But, this time he had lyrics. At first they were silly, but then he started to sing about Jesus. I was listening and singing along, but then he sang these words," Don't worry about anything Mommy. Its all going to be ok because Jesus takes care of us." I was floored and my eyes started to tear up. And then I laughed. Will asked what was so funny & I told him that God had used him to answer my prayer. After that I did have peace and I did have a feeling that everything would be ok.

That evening, like the two before it, we enjoyed fun nights with our boys. We ate dinner as a family and played outside until almost dark. After putting the boys down Mike and I were talking about the "plan" for Wynn's birth. I told him how I wanted one last special family night, almost like closure to that part of our lives. He then reminded me that I had gotten three special family nights that week alone. Funny that he said that, because neither one of us knew at the time that that night was our last night as a family of 4.

My water started to break around 2 am the next morning. I woke Mike up about 4 am. We both got up and started getting things together. I was not in any pain and I called the doctor and was told to come in as soon as I could. We called our parents around 5am and then started calling friends to see if someone could sleep on the couch and stay with the boys until grandparents got into town. We got in touch with my dear friend Annette, who has three kids of her own. She came right over. As we waited for her, both of the boys woke up. I went in their room and was able to tell them what was about to happen. I was able to comfort them, love on them and tell them how much I loved them before we left. I realized later that God allowed this to happen so that I could have my closure with them, but also so I could put their minds at ease. They did not go back to sleep and chose to stay up until Mrs. Net came.

We got to the hospital around 6:30 am. I was put into a room and had the feeling that we would meet this little one quickly. I was very comfortable even though I was contracting, but my contractions were irregular. At 8:15 am, I got an epidural. By 8:45 amI was dilated to an 8, but still the contractions were irregular. They started me on pitocin and then we waited, and waited and waited! Finally at 1:15 pm Dr. Hamilton and Beth the nurse came to check me and told me it was time. At 1:28 pm I was holding sweet Wynn in my arms! She weighed 8 pounds and was 22 inches long. Will, Luke, Marmie & Mimi got to meet her first about 6:30 pm that evening. We were moved to a new room around 7 pm where Poppy and Aunt Joy also got to meet her.

That day seemed so long, yet went by so fast! But in the end she was perfect and healthy and we were thankful for this very precious gift from God!