Skip to main content

Little miracle

By
I woke up Thursday feeling anxious and ready. I'd been waiting since Saturday for another appointment and it was finally time. Brendon and I drove separately because I had to go directly to work after. We hit construction on Elliot and had to flip around to get on the freeway, delaying us a few minutes. As soon as I got on the 60 I saw the sign for a huge accident, freeway blocked. I pulled off the freeway and text Brendon but it was too late. He was stuck. He spent 50 minutes stuck behind the accident and I was 15 minutes late for my appointment. As if the day wasn't bad enough.

I came into the office fighting back tears but they allowed me to sign in and take a seat. I'd have to go through with the appointment without Brendon. Then Dr. Holmes got called out to deliver a baby. It would be a couple hours before he returned. I told them I'd wait. I had no choice. I had to know.

The long wait gave Brendon a chance to get through traffic and when Dr. Holmes finally returned and did the ultrasound all that stress melted away. All my worries from last week, all the hours of crying, were for nothing. Baby is fine. There's no issue with the sack. There's no reason to worry. The bleeding should stop any day now (and it has so far!)

We're fine.

Mostly. Still measuring a week behind but I guess that's OK. Small baby.

We went to a seminary training Friday evening and the instructor taught how we cannot accomplish anything great without the power of God. We get that power by having faith and righteous action and then the power is given to us in 3 ways:
Heavenly Father takes care of the problem directly.
We are strengthened so we can take care of the problem.
The problem is not solved and it stays with us.

We experienced all of these. At first we received no answers. We went in Saturday for what we thought would be answers and we got nothing. We had to endure a little longer.

Yet, we were strengthened in our waiting. We knew we would be OK (though I had little hope the baby would be OK). We just wanted to know.

Finally the answer came. The baby is OK. Our miracle has happened.


Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

My biggest challenge

By
I’m a writer by trade. I’ve always wanted to be a writer. I love to put my feelings into words. Yet, in the last month, I’ve been having a very difficult time vocalizing what’s happening in my life. It’s not because it’s been sad or difficult or anything like that. It’s mostly because there is someone new in my life who I care very deeply for who I feel this deep need to protect. I want to protect his identity, his story, his life. I don’t want to overstep any boundaries or crush any trust. I recognize the life he has lived has not been easy and so I tread lightly on this relationship we’ve built. But honestly—it’s a fantastic relationship. He’s an amazing kid. I’ve been asked to write a blog post for an organization that helps recruit foster parents about the first few weeks of being a foster parent. I’m having difficulty deciding what to write. I feel like anything I write about my case probably won’t apply to their case so it’s not very helpful. I keep writing drafts and then...
Post a Comment
Read more

Summer time

By
This summer is flying by! I've been taking Kaybree to the same sitter every day since 10 weeks old when I went back to work, Shaunelle Eyestone. You are their 5th kid. But with four kids of her own home all summer and a new baby coming along Shaunelle asked to go to part time this summer. Luckily we have awesome family near by willing to help me out and watch you girls! Grandma Bonnie has been taking you two days a week and says it's the best part of her week. She loves it! She's a substitute teacher during the school year so she has the summer off. She's so sweet to watch you both for free. It's also giving you a chance to get to know John better as Bonnie asks him to help out each day. He's learning more about babies and you're opening up to him more. It's sweet to see. Fridays Aunt Brittany takes the two of you for free. Her kids basically just spoil you both all day. They argue over whose turn it is to hold Eisley and Kaybree basically becomes th...
Post a Comment
Read more

Jumping to conclusions

By
I think we, as a society, are always prepared to jump to the worst conclusions about kids like J. That includes me.  We recently found out he accepted cigarettes from a friend. Knowing just that, we assumed he smoked them. He swears he didn't smoke them but asked for them so he could give them to another friend--to get him to stop smoking weed. As dumb as that sounds, I believe him. Now. But at first, and I think reasonably so, I didn't. We jumped to the conclusion that he was smoking. We got upset that it felt like he was hiding it from us. He has no idea why we would jump to that conclusion. He doesn't understand that he put himself in that situation. He doesn't understand why we would think he is smoking. He got mad at us for assuming the worst. We did the same thing several days earlier when it was getting late and he wasn't home and also wasn't answering his phone. I thought back to everything we had disagreed about. I feared he had run away. I feared h...
Post a Comment
Read more