Keatley Hope

Last week my husband and I went for our 20 week ultrasound. We learned that we were having a girl, Keatley Hope, but we also learned that she had complications. The ultrasound technician could not see Keatley's heart clearly and my OB immediately sent us to a high-risk OB. The ultrasound technician and two specialists as well as a genetic counselor concluded that Keatley's heart was being pushed very far to her left side by her liver. They said that this was caused by either a herniated diaphragm or a chromosomal disorder. A herniated diaphragm means that she will be born at Vanderbilt and have surgery with an 80% chance of survival. A chromosomal disorder would be fatal. They did an amniocentesis and we waited 8 days to get the results.

We spent this week in prayer, constantly seeking the Lord. We have been surrounded by family and friends that have gone before the throne on our behalf. We are blessed beyond measure to be in a community of saints.

This morning the genetic counselor called and said that our baby girl does not have a chromosomal disorder. We are so thankful that the Lord's plan for Keatley is life. Please pray with us that He will begin to heal her while she is still being knit in my womb. We have peace that our little girl is going to be ok. We do not serve an 80% God. He is mighty.

Expect updates on Keatley Hope's progress.

"For you created Keatley's inmost being; you knit her together in her mother's womb. We praise you because she is fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. Keatley's frame was not hidden from you when she was made in the secret place. When she was woven together in the depths of the earth, your eyes saw her unformed body. All the days ordained for Keatley were written in your book before one of them came to be." Psalm 139: 13-16

Hakuna Matata

So I've been super whiney and I'm trying to be more positive, so here are a few Yays.

I knew my husband was amazing but words cannot describe how wonderful he has been while I've been sick. He has been cleaning, taking care of our son, cooking, bringing me water and wet wash cloths while I puke, and running around like a crazy person to get me crackers, gatorade, popsicles, or whatever else strikes my fancy. (all with a sympathetic smile on his face)

My in-laws have been staying at my house on the days that my husband works to help take care of my son. That's right ladies, I am SO thankful for my mother-in-law. Let me write that again people, thankful for my mother-in-law.

So far my tachycardia is under control and I am not having any problems.

Boo #2 is healthy.

Boo #1 is doing really well adjusting to mommy being in bed all day. And he is no longer in the 5th-10th percentile for growth. He is now in the 20th! Yay!

I had a good evening tonight, maybe this is the beginning of the end.

Day 76

Finally beginning to have more good days. This is the beginning of the end. Please, forgive my whining.

Day 70

Will it ever end...

Day 66

I didn't make it through Day 65 without throwing up. Today has been a little better. Still nauseated. It helps to look up pictures on the internet of in utero babies that are the same age as my "nub". It reminds me why I decided to do this again...however, the sickness reminds me of why this will be the last time!

Day 65

Today has been a bad day. The nausea just keeps getting worse, it is starting to wear me down. It's like there is something in my body that is sucking the life out of me, imagine that. I know it will get better. The waiting is hard, I'm just in survival mode now.

My family and my in-laws stay with us on the days that my husband works because I can't cook for my son or change diapers. I rarely play with him and it is so hard.

I'm clinging to what I know is true: I know that all of this is worth it for the miracle that is to come.

Sticks and Stones...hmph!

Why do we remember the mean things people said when we were in school and why does it still hurt our feelings?