As I awoke that morning I noticed my back was hurting. I contributed it to the lifting and long day I had had the day before. I let it go as that and ate my breakfast and went and sat on the couch. About 10:45am my water broke and we were on our way to the hospital. It was bittersweet. All of it. Mom drove me there, but I so wished William could have took me and shared this experience with me. He would have been so excited. After 6 hours William "Hunter" Mast was born. At 6:49 pm, 18 1/4 inches long and 6.15 pounds. He was a healthy baby boy. He was everything me and William had prayed for. He would been so proud of his son. He was so excited to be a daddy. I know he was watching over us as he does now and is the best father for that. In the days to come as we went home I was so glad to have the help of my parents. It is hard enough to bring a Child into the world, without everything we all had already been through. I needed the help.
My parents stayed with me until the weekend after Thanksgiving. I told them that it was time for me to do this in my own. I know they hated to leave, but they live right down the road. That night, after they had left, I heard sirens go down the road. When I looked out I saw Williams patrol car going down the road on its way to a call. I knew right them that that was The Lord letting William tell me that we would be ok. And I have to tell you by God Grace I have not been afraid here. God continues to amaze me everyday with his Grace and Mercy that he gives me so that I can keep going. Keep going so I can be the best mom I can to my baby boy. He is 18 months old now and it is so hard to believe. He is the love of my earthly life and I am so grateful for him and also grateful that Hod knew just what I would need to keep me going. Our little boy.