Hello everyone!! Oh man, what a crazy few days. I will give you all a quick rundown of the recent events.... Well, it was tues night and Grace and I had just gotten home from taking Chad to Salt Lake, he was flying out to Chicago on Wed early morning so he was staying with his brother. We got home around 10:00 pm and I put Gracie to bed as usual. Well, around 11 I started getting some bad back pains but didn't think much of it. Well, time kept passing and my "pains" started getting worse and worse. Finally by about 2 a.m. I had taken a hot bath, and drank lots of water to help stop the "braxton hicks" contractions but they just weren't stopping. So around 2:30 I started timing my contractions because they were getting so sooo intense. When I started writing them down i realized i was having them every two minutes on the dot. So about an hour of that I figured it was time to go to the hospital. At this point I hadn't called Chad because I didn't want him to worry because I have gone into the emergency room with this baby before and was sent home when my contractions finally just stopped on their own.... So I finally called him around 3:30 and told him I was going in and that I was going to call his friend Danny to come stay with Grace. Chad said he was on his way and if it was nothing then he would just turn around and go catch his flight. Well, by the time Danny arrived to my house I was DYING in pain so we rushed to the ER, I ran up to labor and delivery and right when I got there they checked me and I was at a 4. The doctor said we can stop labor at a 4 but if you get to a 5 or higher you're having this baby. So they gave me all sorts of drugs, and a steroid shot to help the baby's lungs but I was in so much pain nothing was helping. Luckily Chad got there about 15 min after I did so I wasn't alone for too long. My contractions were honestly killing me but they couldn't give me much pain medication for fear of the baby. Well, the doc came in after about 2 hours of trying to stop the birth and I was at a 6. Then my hero the anesthesiologist came in and gave me my epidural and20 min later I was at a ten!! They ran me to the ER, two pushes, and baby mikey staheli was here. They rushed him out of the room, I didn't even get to see him, and Chad stayed with the baby so I was all alone for quite a while! I sat in my bed thinking, Did that really just happen?? I'm not due for another two months!! I was in shock, and still am just a little bit. Thankfully we have good friends who were able to help out with Gracie. It meant the world to us danny and sara!! Sara came and took some beautiful pictures for us which I hope to be posting as soon as I can. Here I am on Friday night, I just got back from the hospital from feeding the baby and I can't beleive he is here. He will be in the NICU for at least a month but he is doing so well. Finally breathing on his own and looking so good. He is 4 lbs, 6 oz and 19 inches long. Sooo tiny but so tall!! He is amazing and I can't believe how thankful I am to the lord for how well things have worked out. He knew that this baby was ready to come even tho we weren't. I'm so greatful for modern technology because without it who knows if baby would still be here. He is doing well, I am doing well and we are just going to try and get through the next month. Please keep him in your prayers and thank you all for your kind words! They mean so much. I will keep you all posted as time goes on and I promise I'll get some pictures on here soon!!! Love ya'll!! (thank you so much sara for all of the "emergency baby clothes!" he is cuddled up in his blue blankie as we speak!)