Sorrows don't come like a thief but like a Battalion

I wasn't sure what to say or how to say what has been happening to us lately but it has sure been a wild ride this last week. I guess it just never got any better since losing my job 2 weeks ago.
On a quick higher note it was my son's 3rd birthday on Monday but we had decided earlier this month to celebrate it the saturday before. Looking back I am SOOOO glad we did. We took him to a place that is for small children, that has rides and cool animals to look at. We brought a picnic lunch and it was great. Josiah had a blast and really isn't that all that matters. :-)

Well Monday came and since I am still out of work my sister and I decided to take our kiddos to go apple picking. We had a great time. The kids had fun. We paid and hauled our loads to the car and then it all went bad. Very bad. I felt something and it was not right. We hurried quickly to a bathroom and I was horrified that I was bleeding. I came out and told Dawn that we had to go to the hospital now. We hurried to the truck and I called my dr's office. Dawn started driving the long distance, 45 minutes, to San Jose. That trip took a LONG time and I was scared out of my mind. I thought that the baby had died or I would bleed to death but of course I'm not always the optimist. Anyway, we got to the hospital and after many tests and an ultrasound. You have no idea how absolutely "Wonderful" it is to see your baby's heartbeat and kicking around and waving at you after you have a scare like that. But they determined that I have Full Placenta Previa. Meaning that the placenta is fully covering my cervix. That's a bad thing. So something irritated it and made it bleed, the placenta that is. I was admitted to the hospital and finally, after 6 hrs, taken to the postpartum ward for observation. I spent the next 2 days there and my bleeding had gone down to just some spotting so they let me go home with the stipulation that I was to be on bed rest and that someone had to take care of me. No walking around, no stairs, no picking up more than 5 lbs, complete pelvic rest, only walk to couch and to the potty, otherwise I sit on the couch all day. But you know what I would much rather be here than the hospital. I am feeling so much better jsut being able to be near my family and hear them talking and playing. I need to keep this dear child inside my body until at least viability stage (26 weeks) or more preferably 34-36 weeks when everything is fully formed and grown. So you know what that means folks...? Yep, it means I'm going to be sitting here for a very long time! But I can do this, and by golly I AM going to do it. I know that God has this baby in the palm of His hands and He taking care of me and my body. I have prayed for this child probably every five minutes of my waking moments and I truly feel like the Lord has given me peace about the life of this child. I have no idea what the Lord has in his great plan for us but I know he has our best interest in mind. I guess I don't make sense and I don't mean that to sound grim, I really do feel positive about having this baby. And I am so thankful for every moment I have the baby inside of me. I am truly blessed! Maybe all that has happened in the last 2 weeks has been in God's will for me. Losing my job was probably the best thing, I have been able to stay home and spend more time with Josiah and do lots of fun things in that time that I wouldn't have if I was working. I am truly blessed with a fabulous family and husband and a perfect baby. So I will wait patiently in the Lord for the beautiful day my baby will be born.

On another side note, I want to give thanks to my absolutely wonderful sister who has graciously taken my family into her home so that I am not home alone during the day. (per dr's orders) She has taken alot on her plate right now, so when you think of me or pray for us, keep her in mind as well. She needs much prayer and appreciation. :-)

I thank the Lord in remembrance of you.