A day at a time...

This pregnancy has been a whirlwind.  We waited a long time (16 weeks) to share our good news and then the very next week our world got a bit turned upside down.  After receiving Eli' diagnosis we were thrown into the what do we do mode.  Do we seek prenatal surgery?  Do we have the amnio?  Is there something else chromosomally wrong?  On top of that we found our about a week later that Kev's job of ten years would be ending at the end of June and he was in the midst of his hardest semester of school thus far.  We were feeling pressure on all sides.  It was honestly more stress than we could even deal with and just proceeded day by day, trusting/clinging to God for help and strength.  Sometimes you find yourself in a place where there is no other option but to lean hard and wait.  You cannot make things work or figure things out on your own. 

Now, here we are 8 weeks later and I guess the dust has settled some.  Eli's chromosomes were normal.  We proceeded step by step through the prenatal surgery consult and are now two weeks post-op.  We are setting up a routine and so many are graciously offering help and support.  I am at home this morning without my girls.  It is may be the first time since I had Ella that I am at home alone for some part of the day.  It is strangely quiet and I miss my girls and being able to go about our normal life.  I miss driving myself, and Target, and picking up Eliza everytime she reaches up her little arms.

While dealing with the upcoming surgery we really put Kev's job situation on the back burner.  We couldn't tackle it all at once.  Well, it is time to really make some important decisions.  In fact, we have to make a big decision by Saturday at noon.  I hate when you have a time-line on big decisions.  We are praying the Lord will give us wisdom to make the best decision for our family.

One thing I am sure of, living a life of faith and trusting Christ as your Lord and Savior is so much more than a quick easy prayer or a nominal surrender of one's life.  It means trusting God when you are in the trenches or the pressure cooker.  It is clinging when there is such disappointment.  It is walking by faith when life is almost too hard.  It is being content when life gives you lemons and everyone else is drinking lemonade.  It is not easy.  I am needing the Lord's help in this today.

Oh, and I am 24 weeks now.  That was our first goal even though it is hardly a goal in my opinion.  Now to getting to 28!!