“Would you and David like to go to a Christian music concert tonight?” my sister Heidi asked over the phone. “I have two tickets for a ‘surprise’ performer, so I can’t be sure you’ll like it, but I felt like the Lord wanted me to offer them. I’d be happy to bring supper over and watch the kids so you and David could go.” Continue reading
“Your heart is racing,” commented the nurse after checking my blood pressure and pulse. David and I were seeing the doctor to discuss my miscarriage, which had been discovered via ultrasound the day before. Continue reading
“Is that it?” I asked, trying to make out the baby on the sonographer’s screen. It was my 30th birthday and David sat nearby as we tried to glimpse our child for the first time.
“Yeah . . .” she said. Her tone unsettled me, and I felt my heart-rate pick up.
“Is something wrong?” I asked. Continue reading
“What?!” I said as I watched the blue line appear on the pregnancy test. This was the first time in ten years our prevention had failed. I was overdue for a cycle, but that was normal. Since this one was especially late, I finally decided to test. Continue reading
This is another post in a series on how God has changed me through the ups and downs of pregnancy, childbirth, and miscarriage. (View the previous post here, or start at the beginning here.)
“You don’t want to have a baby on the floor, do you?” someone called out.
I looked up and saw two labor nurses approaching me with an empty wheelchair.
“Do you think you might feel like pushing soon?” asked the other nurse as she helped me into the wheelchair. Continue reading
“I think you should take Brayden to Amy’s house now,” I told David. Labor had been mild and erratic since kicking in the night before. I had spent the day packing, napping and waiting. Finally it was evening and a contraction had grabbed my attention. Continue reading
“What position is she in?” I asked the sonographer during one final ultrasound.
“She’s head down.”
“But which way is she facing?” I asked. After all my reading, I wondered if Brayden was face-up (backwards) in labor, but there was no way of knowing. Continue reading