Okay…where to begin... The big snowstorm that coated Denver in slush also freed up some appointments at the specialist's office this morning, and they were able to fit me in. Relief flooded me, as we walked through the doors once again of the same place that confirmed that Abby DIDN'T have spina bifida in November.... Continue Reading →
Asking for Prayer. Not the first time. And not the last. {Week 28 Update}
The wind has begun to howl and wrap icy snow around the house. The clock reads nearly 11 p.m., and I'm wide awake. To be perfectly honest, I've had a 2-hour nap, but then woke up and needed a snack. Now, I'm processing. Processing my need for prayer. Again. This evening (while sitting in a... Continue Reading →
The Lingering
There are moments that take your breathe away, and moments that linger long and hard…just waiting for you to breathe again and suck air from gasping lungs. I count moments today. My first vague memory of being swaddled in my grandma's arms as an infant. Sitting on the counter as a toddler, my curls all... Continue Reading →
On a Slightly Different Note {Week 27 in Honor of an Angel}
Yes, this Friday I am 27 weeks pregnant and officially in my third trimester. Yes, I feel Abby kick and roll and love life in stronger and more powerful ways as the days go by. Yes, our unexpected medical bills for November and December jumped to OVER $2,000 by the time it was all said and... Continue Reading →
Medical Bills and Energy Limits {Week 26 Update}
The highs and lows of this week have been rather monumental... On Thursday, I opened the first bill from the specialist's office (consult and ultrasound after false positive spina bifida screening in November) and gulped at the $560 bill. Apparently, insurance only "adjusted" the over-$600 bill by about $95. Yikes! I know that I can... Continue Reading →
The Week You Fall Apart {Week 25 Confessions}
I don't know if there is a week of pregnancy that one's baby app on their phone should alert them (and their husband) that the week of meltdown has arrived. "Be prepared for a wild spectrum of emotions, worries, and joys. Be prepared to come unglued." If there isn't such an update, then there should... Continue Reading →
Facing Fears {It’s like facing myself}
Monday night we found ourselves - and by "we" I mean David and I - sitting on the couch and floor of our instructor's house, waiting for her to begin our 10-week modified Bradley-method birth class. At nearly 26 weeks pregnant, it is apparently time to prepare for that day - Abby's birthday. Anyway, the... Continue Reading →
As the Sun Rises
Darkness has played itself into pinks and now mellow golds and blues out my window. After my 5:30 a.m. bathroom trip, my body refused to sleep any longer, and I lay in bed, enjoying Abigail's movements, catching up on social media, and periodically wondering what it would require to slip back into slumber. By 7... Continue Reading →
A Whole Lot of Pink {22, 23, and 24 Week Updates}
The story of the two weeks is best summed up in the words "18-hour road trips," "too many sweets," "family baby showers," "gratitude," and "viability." And, pink. A whole lot of pink. More on "pink" at the bottom of this update, but for now... ~~~ Abigail is now the size of a cantaloupe, weighing about 1.3... Continue Reading →
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