Number 20 arrives.

It has been a very exciting week. I arrived at Randy and Anda's Sunday night (again). Monday morning the doctor attempted to jumpstart the process by "stripping her membranes". Other than her legs hurting from sitting on the end of the examining table so long waiting for the doctor to come in, there really was no effect. Dale decided that he wanted to join the party, so he drove in Monday night. Tuesday morning we decided that God was still in charge and we would keep waiting. Later that morning some signs of labor being imminent began so we went to Babys R Us to get some last minute things done and walk, walk, walk. By late afternoon contractions had begun, and Anda was "pretty sure" something was happening. About 8 pm Randy and Anda went to Dillards to get some pajamas for the hospital. When they arrived home, there really wasn't much doubt and we began timing contractions. We were all so excited that the timing wasn't too accurate, but the contractions were coming quite regularly. A little before 10 they left for the hospital. When she arrived she was already dilated to 4-5. It didn't take long to get to a 9. After that, it was really waiting on the doctor to arrive and break her water. Isaac William arrived at 1:14 am. He is a doll. He is already quite filled out and quite long. I don't expect he could wear a newborn size for more than a few days. The nursing is going great, and all the siblings are adjusting. Anda came home on Thanksgiving with much to be thankful for. Ann and Dale fixed Thanksgiving dinner and it truly was a day when my heart was bursting with thanksgiving. Dale and I left for the lake Thursday evening, and came home to wash clothes and redo my suitcase last night. I will go back to Anda's when Otis and Ann come home and stay for a few days. Of course, we are keeping our phone with us at all times in case April makes a move. In between grandchildren responsibilities I am trying to get a little done in preparation for Christmas. What a joyful time! I don't know how I will get it all done, but who could complain? I truly, truly thank God for this wonderful, big family. Love you all, Mom