Trinity was born in 2004. For those of you who don’t remember, that was the year of the hurricanes.
I had to go take shelter at Jupiter Medical Center while Hurricane Frances raged. My husband and five daughters stayed at a local hotel. After the storm, we stayed briefly at a friend’s house where I went into labor at midnight. The hospital I had given birth at so many times before had lost it’s Operating Room in the storm so they weren’t taking patients. The doctor at Jupiter Medical Center refused to give me an epidural, so I left even though my contractions were just a few minutes apart. The drive to the hospital was scary since there were no working traffic lights, no street lights, and debris all over the road.
We were stopped by a police officer. “What are you doing out this late? There is a curfew in effect!” he asked.
David replied, “My wife’s about to deliver!”
I wanted to say “A Pizza…what do you think I am about to deliver????”
But I didn’t. Y’all should be proud of me. I held my tongue.
Finally at St. Mary’s hospital, Trinity was born.
The water wasn’t working at the hospital so they used bottles of water to wash her off.
The plumbing was broken and more than a few plumbers came in and out of my room when I was less than decent.
When Trinity was six hours old they said I should get the heck outta dodge because Hurricane Ivan looked like it might be coming.
We went home. I wasn’t going anywhere. Thankfully our electricity had been restored just an hour or so before we arrived.
But within another week, Hurricane Jean was upon us and to avoid it’s destruction, we packed up our six little girls and drove to Miami. We stayed at a beautiful hotel and watched the wind rage while we mostly relaxed…as much relaxing as one can do with a ten day old and five other little girlies.
I look back and laugh now, although at the time I just wanted to cry. Thankfully, we sustained no damage and we have plenty of funny memories and stories about Trin’s entrance into the world.
But the twelve years since she has been a part of our family have made me wonder how I ever existed without this amazing young lady in my life.
She’s so sweet. So kind. Hilarious. When she laughs her eyes well up and she cries so adorably through her chuckles. Trinity is a hugger, and her cuddles are such a blessing to me.
She has an uncanny ability to boil an entire conversation down to one sentence and is more logical in her arguments than I’ll ever be.
She wants to be a teacher… I can hardly wait to see how she works in the lives of her students. She already served at our church as a fifth grade young leader with the children’s ministry and it only further confirmed her calling. As a sixth grader, I am so blessed to see her developing such sweet girls as good little friends. I look at this gang and thank God for the incredible things they will do to impact the lives of others with the good news of the Gospel!