One year ago today, I woke up nervous. It was the BIG day. We were going to see Dr. Rhinehart to have our 19 week sonogram and really check Baby B for any heart defects. This was the big day...only the "big" wasn't what I thought it was going to be. It was a Monday...it was hot...I was supposed to take Reid to swimming lessons after my appointment...I was supposed to do a lot of things last summer...
Today is the day that I was admitted into the hospital last summer. It has been so strange marking the year anniversary. It is so vivid in my mind-I can remember every detail of the day from what I was wearing, who I was texting in the waiting room, what I ordered at McDonalds for lunch - what my first hospital meal was that night...my admission nurse...what Dr. Wells told me...the way I looked at Brad-the way he looked at me...wheeling up to labor and delivery and telling them their new resident had arrived...seeing my family and Brad's family each come in my room that day...I remember it all...
You would think that I would look back on that as such a "not fun" time in my life. But in all honesty, it was probably some of the best 3 and 1/2 months of my life. Even though my pregnancy was far from normal, I LOVED being pregnant...and I wish I could be so again. (Don't freak out--we are SO done--this body can't take another pregnancy) I loved my time at the hospital...no it wasn't ideal...but in it's own way, it was wonderful and I wouldn't trade that experience for anything. It has given me a whole different perspective on life and what I want and what is important. It has given me a unique outlook and experience to help others. It created some of the most incredible friendships and relationships I would have never known. It deepened my faith and trust in the amazing God we serve and taught me to solely rely on Him and the people He put in my path to care for me. No, I wouldn't trade those months for anything.
So on this anniversary date, we gathered up some goodies and went to the hospital we grew to love and saw the amazing people we adore so much. I got to see my doctor and finally get a picture of him and the kids. I can't believe that I didn't get one with him and Garrett alone since Garrett "Edward" is named after him. Next visit for sure! Of course the babies were so in awe of everything around them they wouldn't even look at me or the camera! Oh well...it is just so special for me to have a picture of them with Dr. Wells.
8 comments:
What a beautiful reflection! I've never seen someone with a more positive outlook. Love you!
it doesn't seem like its been a year already. i am so proud of you!
Mere - I was always amazed at your positive attitude during your looong bedrest. You were such a rock for me during my bedrest and I know you were a great support to your hospital neighbors during your stay. It is hard to believe that was one year ago already.
I can't believe that it was a year ago already. It takes someone very special to use the experience that you had to bless others (and others in the future that you haven't even met yet!) Enjoy your anniversary with your special little miracles :)
What a difference a year makes! I was always so amazed at your positive outlook on things while in the hospital last summer. Now for some nostaglia on my part...I will always remember the that day we drove over to visit you in the was the day I found out I was pregnant with Scott!
Great post...it even brought tears to my eyes. A year of lots of wonderful changes. Love you!
That was a wonderful post. Thank you for sharing those thoughts and memories.
I want to echo everything everyone else said. You were so amazing through all of that! I loved getting to see you every time I had a dr. appt. :-) We love you and your sweet babies!
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