I write this from my phone (as I do just about all of my posts). I have a very tiny warm, fuzzy little person sleeping on my chest, snuggled in blankets. This? This is heaven.
I think I’ve done very well so far with keeping my worries of the future at bay. Logically I know that worrying serves no purpose but to torture us. As I lay here listening to the soft repetition of tiny baby breaths, I thank and praise God for moments like these.
Here are some pictures from earlier this morning:
Yesterday was a really good day. Nora finished off a couple of bottles on her own, and she was awake and alert for an extended period of time. On days like that it’s a little easier to keep the anxiety away. However, yesterday evening, that was no longer the case. Nora had her first “blue episode” where she started turning blue from lack of oxygen. Not sure if it was heart or breathing related. It happened twice, and each time was excruciatingly terrifying. To think that this little girl could just pick up and leave us at any given moment is almost unbearable. Given the statistics, it is likely that will happen. We just don’t know when that will be. So here we are engaged in a whole new chapter of uncertainty. But as in the previous chapter, I am putting my hope and trust in God.
Please continue to pray for this sweet precious bundle of love tucked away here on my chest, but also pray for our strength. That we will have peace with whatever it is that God has planned for us, when ever that might be.
Trust in the Lord with all your heart
and lean not on your own understanding. (Proverbs 3:5 NIV)