Big yawwwwwwn. . .I am turning into one of those "once a week" bloggers. :-) Sorry. There is so much to tell and post, but I cannot seem to find the time. Most of that is due to the fact that I still have family here, so I feel a bit guilty to be at the keyboard as they work. Besides, if I have spare time, we turn it into a gab session or a game of Scrabble
. While we are on the topic of family. . .thankfully they are still here
! After a night of severe pain and discomfort, I finally went back to the doctor and discovered I have an infection in my uterus. I am now on some meds and hope to be feeling completely well soon! I am very grateful that my Mom and youngest sister have been available during this rough recovery time.
Before I start diving into my side of the entrance of Silas, I wanted to preface it with something that taught me a lesson before all the action started. . .
After discovering I had placenta previa, I was cautioned about all the side effects of such condition. The two biggest being that if the placenta broke loose, there would be only a bit of time before brain damage would happen to the baby, and I could hemorrhage. We also had the lung issue with which to deal. So, imagine me on bed rest trying not to think of ALL that COULD happen.
One day as my sister, Joanna, and I were returning from the doctor, I mentioned we needed to pick up some ketchup along with the other groceries. Well, we forgot it at the first store. We forgot it at the second store. Bummer, I am so miserable, I am not in the mood to go out and just get ketchup.
Later my friends, Judy and Laura B, arrive with a meal and groceries. The groceries were things like cereal, fruit, crackers, soup, peanut butter, and - - - - - a bottle of ketchup! Now the interesting thing is that the ketchup had nothing to do with any of the groceries, but God used that bottle to remind He was in control! If He cared enough to send a little bottle of ketchup my way, He had the birth of this baby in His Hands, too! At that point, it was easy to leave the whole situation in His hands and stop my fretting. (Which I wasn't supposed to be doing in the first place, right?!) What an awesome God we have! Noah had his rainbow, but I have my ketchup bottle! :-)