We were told the baby had a strong heartbeat and looked great! Luke and I met with everyone at the doctor's office, signed all the paper work for the hospital when the time came, or if there was an emergency along the way, and even signed for our little boy (if that was the sex) to be circumcised. We laughed at how we were already making life changing decisions. We were in total bliss! I had my regular exam and was told that I may spot a little and not to worry.....well that spotting turned out to be A LOT to worry about. That night I was a mess because I knew something was not right. Friday things were the same, I worked but came home right after school instead of working the after school program that I ran. Luke told me to lay down and take a nap.... three hours later I woke up knowing that things were not ok. I blogged about the rest of the happenings from that night.... it was one of the worst things I had ever been through. That night (or early morning I should say) Luke and I found ourselves in the hospital ER room talking and crying when it was a little after midnight on Mother's Day the doctor came in and told us that we lost our baby. That I had already passed it and that I just needed to rest for the next couple days.That Mother's Day was not the best, but I knew that it would not be my last. As I sit here reflecting on that sweet baby and the horrible heart ache it was to lose it, I look at what we have now. A year later I am snuggling a sweet baby girl who will be exactly one month old on Mother's Day :) How awesome to see where we were just one year ago, and where we are now! We serve an awesome merciful God, who answers prayers, listens to our cries, and blesses us beyond our understanding.
I hope those mommy's out there really understand the meaning and blessing of Mother's Day! I know that I do!
