For whatever reason, after Sam and Weston had fallen asleep, I cried. I kept telling God that I wanted her. Yesterday had been a good day but as night settles in and silence is all I hear, my thoughts invade my rest. My heart longed for her. So I buried my face in my pillow so no one could hear, and I just cried.
Today, I woke up and instantly dreaded going to the doctor because all the times I had gone before left me feeling hopeless and my faith was no where to be found.
But today was different, someone has been praying for peace over me, whoever you or ya'll are, thank you!
Today I just enjoyed seeing my baby girl move around and hearing her heart beat strong.
I enjoyed my husbands company, and my sweet doctor going above and beyond for us.
I am 19 weeks, so there is plenty of time for a miracle to happen.
I go back in two weeks, so ya'll be praying and do not grow weary.
I want to thank everyone who is praying for our girl! We need to continue to refuse this death sentence!
"For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."
Jeremiah 29:11
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