No Room At the Inn

By Casey

Kristjana was up most of the night with contractions.   Not only was I certain that the baby would be born today, Saturday, we were both pretty sure she was going into full blown labor (not the partial stuff she has been dealing with for 6 weeks).   The way my wife was breathing and by her crazy contortions Kristjana looked like a pretzel playing  twister  trying to get in a comfortable position last night.  

Not succeeding, Kristjana walked the downstairs for 3 hours from 3 till 6am.   I did the only thing I could think of; sleep with Dudley in our bed.   I needed to be wide awake to take care of the family today.

Contractions stopped about 6 am.

This morning at 8:45 we checked in with the OB ward.   They said they were wall to wall with women in labor (woa!) and our wonderful doc told us to call back at Noon.

We decided to be very 2005 and went to the mall to attempt to “walk the baby out.”   At 11:30 we received word from our doc that the OB ward had gotten busier.   “Call tomorrow at 7:30am.”   Ugh!

Krisjtana had not been allowed to eat or drink all day so that call unleashed her to do so.   It also unleashed some pent up emotions. After lunch and even more contractions we tried the walkAMall thing again.   No go.   Kenny and Kristjana were breaking down physically (and possibly mentally) after  all the false starts.

So we are back home.   It is nap time  and we’ll try this again at 7:30am tomorrow.   Through this mild disappointment I can’t help think about a teenage girl and her young husband 2000 years ago, with literally no place to go.  

• They had a cold barn without any help.  
• We have a cool air-conditioned house with ultra modern medicine and staff awaiting us.  
• Their baby still rules the universe.  He is the King.
• Our baby is still in his Momma’s womb, fearfully and wonderfully made by the King himself.
• Their baby is all loving and powerful.
• Our baby is helpless and  tomorrow  as we hold him/her for the first time.  

K and K are upstairs reading Green Eggs and Ham.   A classic.

God is good.

Casey