Day 5…

Wednesday Feb 2nd.
I’m still in the hospital. Still on bed rest. Body feels like I’ve been hit by a mack truck .

But the baby is kicking and there hasn’t been any bleeding. Thank God.

Tomorrow they will do a vaginal ultrasound to check the cerclage and see if my cervix has changed. If all is well then I can go home. On  bed rest, but home!

Today I’m missing my home. My space, my things, my bed! Sleeping through the night without people coming in the poke the crap out of you or waking you up to take medicine, or asking if you’re okay.

When I was admitted Friday jan 28 I had no clue what the future had in store for me.  Clearly wasn’t thinking I would be having my first surgery. Or being advised that my graduation from college may have to be postponed.

When I went in to surgery and daddy kissed me goodbye… I was pretty calm. I prayed as they pushed me down the corridors. I asked the Lord to be with the doctors and to keep me and you safe.  When I woke up in surgery, I woke up crying saying thank you Lord over and over again.

God has been keeping our family safe. In spite of this new set of hurdles your dad and I are leaning on God and trusting him to keep my body healthy and keep you growing strong.

Dad and I have tried about 7 years to conceive. That’s a long time. We have prayed and been disappointed when the test would be negative. But God proved that delays don’t mean denied when we found out we were pregnant with you.

You are loved. You are blessed. And you are super special.

No matter if I have to be on lockdown for the remainder of my pregnancy. I will do what I have to in order to make sure you bake as long as possible. Late may early june we will finally get to meet your little face.

Love you so much


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