She asked for the remote this morning...

Apparently she's a fan of the Today Show. This is the back of her head as she propped up with the remote.

Still me...

As in, not Debra. Debra is so much better at this than I am, but I wanted to go ahead and throw some things out for you all to see while she is getting back to her normal computer-addict self.

Here are some pics from the trip home from the hospital. Debra kept going on and on about how hot this guy in sunglasses was so we took his picture for her. And we are SO thankful that Barbara (Debra's mom) is here making this much easier than it would be otherwise.

By the way, please check out Jenny Pruitt's sweet words about Anna at www.jennypruitt.freeblogit.com.

Well, at least we have until Friday.

I have to admit that I have never even navigated to a blog site. Debra on the other hand LOVES to read blogs. But you will see from the above pictures that our lives have forever changed…as of Monday, February 18th at 8:34am. That's when Anna Rose Myrick arrived.

Praise God for the fact that there were no problems during delivery and it went fast and smooth. She's absolutely beautiful.

On Sunday night, all was normal. We were getting ready for the next day, on which Debra was scheduled to have a doctor's appointment. During this appointment, she was planning to discuss scheduling an induction for Friday, February 22nd (the actual due date). Around 10pm, Debra started having some cramping. When we realized that the cramping was stopping and starting, we decided to start timing. Sure enough, they were contractions... around 5 minutes apart lasting about 60 seconds each. After a call to the on-call doctor and a few more minutes of timing, we started throwing stuff together.

At this point, Debra was doubling over in nauseous pain with each one. I'm so thankful for her organization because most everything we needed was laid out on the guest bed with a list. We had prepared for this moment....kind of. So at about 11:30pm, we started throwing things in the car and headed toward Centennial Women's Hospital in Nashville. We got there about midnight (Sunday night).

Thanks to the VERY informative birthing class two weekends prior, we knew that admitting and assessment took place on the 8th floor. That's where we headed. We were told that Debra was at 3cm (up from the previous Monday's 1cm). Apparently that was enough progress to admit us!! Off to the 5th floor...also on the tour.

"So, do you plan to have an epidural?" Debra somehow managed to keep from saying "Hell, yes." She responded with a polite, but emphatic "Yes." That happened around 2am. The goal was for her to sleep while waiting on the centimeters to increase. Of course she didn't. I slept a little, but enough about me.

Around 4:30am, the Fultz clan arrived. Debra had called them on the way to the hospital just to say, "we're going in to get assessed. [contraction hit so she handed me the phone; I continued...] Hey, we're just going in to get assessed. I'll call you back in an hour or so to let you know more." Well, when I called them back around 1am or so, they were well on their way toward Nashville.

Debra was at 6cm by around 5am. She was fully dilated around 7-7:30am. She started pushing around 8am and after only about 4 rounds of pushing, Anna Rose showed up at 8:34am. Isn't that amazing?!

Debra is doing great and so is Anna. We are so very thankful. Thank you all for praying with us through this wonderful process.