The ultrasound with the perinatologist was yesterday and well, nothing has changed. The femurs are still measuring 3 weeks behind everything else and everything else is normal. I was hoping to receive some words of comfort but the doctor didn’t give me any warm fuzzies, which was a bit hard for my pregnant mind! In fact, he said he wants to see me again in 2 weeks but thinks I’ll go into labor before then to which I replied no thanks sir, there’s nothing more to look at or find! So I left teary-eyed with my husband who was attempting to be encouraging and said, “Babe we trust in the Lord our God not doctors or ultrasounds.” Then somehow the Lord brought to my mind a song I used to love from the late 90’s (this is how I KNOW its the Lord!) by a gal named Jennifer Knapp, called “In the name.” There’s a scripture from the song saying, “Some trust in chariots and horses, but we trust in the name of the Lord our God. Ps 20:7” (my chariots and horses are the medical machine) And once again I am blown away be how quickly God speaks to my heart and quiets my fears about this baby, miraculous. Oh and the klondike bar just helps chase away any lingering blues from a challenging day!
P.S I cherished every single comment from my last post about the baby, where many shared your faith and stories with me, thank you so much; I saved them all and am encouraged.
A Christian, married to an insanely gifted and talented Marine husband, mother to Gideon (15), Boaz (10) and our rainbow baby, Shiloh. I’m actually an R.N turned accidental photographer, currently living in Fredericksuburg, Va after completing our final tour in Okinawa Japan. You'll find travel, Jesus, and lifestyle posts here on the Journal.