Samuel David In the Beginning

Our Nine-Month Journey To Samuel

That picture is of Samuel David, five days from fertilization. I’m writing this about twelve hours before we find ourselves at the hospital for a scheduled c-section. We’re here. There was a time when we really wondered if we’d be here.

After having Ella, we never tried not to have more children and within a year or two, we were praying for God to add more babies to the Cox household. Five years later, we were seeing specialists after an ectopic pregnancy caused Angie the loss of one fallopian tube.

We have driven to Tulsa and back (two hours, one way) at least twenty-five times in the last year and a half. Some of those trips were the most emotionally intense and exhausting moments of our lives so far. Angie had a surgery in the middle of it to “clean up” the scar tissue left behind from Ella’s birth and the tubal pregancy.

I admire Angie. In fact, this post isn’t about Samuel so much as it is how much better my wife is than me. She