It
was a great week “back” in Omaha. However, I really didn’t feel like I left
since I was only gone for about 12 days.
It felt more like a vacation than a move. When I moved at the beginning
of June, I knew I’d be back in Omaha for a little over a week, so moving didn’t
seem so hard. Now I think of all of the
friends and family that we’re leaving behind and how hard it was be to say goodbye! I’ve felt very blessed over the past week by
the baby showers and new items for our little guy. We are well on our way to having a
well-stocked baby. J
I
have also felt immensely blessed by everyone in Omaha who is praying for our
little guy and our new life. As great as
it was to be back in Omaha this week, it was overwhelming all the same. Rehashing the details of Baby Boy’s condition
is hard and there are nights when it all hits me. A worship song stuck out at church and as we
sang the song, all I could think about was our little boy. This is Hillsong, “God
is Able”:
“God is Able
He will never fail
He is almighty God
Greater than all
we seek
Greater than all
we ask
He has done great
things
Lifted up, He
defeated the grave
Raised to life,
our God is able
In His name, we
overcome
For the Lord, our
God is able.”
Again, I must say
how different worship songs have a completely new meaning to me as we are faced
with this trying new circumstance.
Now that I’m back
in Dallas—for good this time—it has definitely sunk in that I’m here. :/ If that makes any sense? It’s much more real knowing that we have no
trips planned back “home” for at least a year.
With our baby boy and all of his upcoming medical conditions, there is
no way that I’ll take him on a road trip!
You know what that means? Ya’ll
need to come down our way to visit! (You like that Texas accent!?)
This week has
already been a week of “firsts”. Moving
to a different state is truly the biggest first of them all! I also shaved Michael’s head for the first
time! We have always counted on our
tried and true friend, Leslie, for those things, so the baton was passed to
me! It turned out pretty good, although
a little closer around the ears than it should have been. His hair is so short that you can barely
tell. :) Let’s see, I had to wax my own
eyebrows. Although this wasn’t a true
first, I haven’t done it since high school and I need some practice! I drove in true Dallas traffic by MYSELF for
the first time. I made it to my doctor’s
appointment by myself and then to the grocery store and back home. I did wind up in the airport toll booth area
at one point, which was not where I needed to be, but I got out of there and
the lady at the tollbooth didn’t make me pay for the 2 minutes I was in there
trying to figure my way back out! I
don’t know if I’ve ever used valet parking on my own, but I did that too. The hospital has valet parking at most
entrances, so instead of paying to park in the garage, I’ll pay someone else to
park for me. :) In Dallas heat and the
fact that I had no idea where I needed to go, I’ll leave my car with someone
who can park it for me!
I also met my new
doctor for the first time. I had my
first appointment with my new OB/MFM (Maternal Fetal Medicine) doctor on
Tuesday. They started out with an
ultrasound. Baby Boy is looking
good. He weighs 2 lbs. 11 oz. He is currently in the 75th percentile. Whoa!
I’m glad that he’s growing big and strong for the plain and simple fact
that a big baby does better in surgery when he’s born. Keep growing baby boy! As always with
ultrasounds, he didn’t cooperate the way they wanted him to. Once again, he was in the wrong position to
see his heart and they couldn’t get a profile picture of him for me because he
was looking straight at us the whole time.
The little stinker is also in a breech position currently. His little feet are dancing on my bladder
most of the time. Let’s pray that he
turns in time for delivery! They also
saw some fluid in his kidney; however, they said that was normal. Something that I really liked about this
ultrasound is that the ultrasound tech did the initial view, and then an
ultrasound doctor came in to explain things as she went over the ultrasound
again. In the past, my doctor would just
go over the ultrasound in the appointment, rather than talking about the
ultrasound while we were actually looking at the baby.
After the
ultrasound, I went into a consult room to meet my new doctor. We chatted for about 30 minutes and she
answered several of my questions about delivery, appointments, etc. She explained that she wants the delivery to
look as normal as possible with me having a normal delivery (not a C-section),
hopefully laying him on my chest as soon as he’s born, and daddy being able to
cut the cord. All of this depends, of
course, but that is what delivery of these babies typically looks like. She said that his incubator will be set up
next to my bed, so he’ll be getting checked over right next to me before they
transport him to Children’s. We
discussed the possibility of getting an amniocentesis, which she said is
completely up to me and Michael. They
didn’t see anything abnormal in his ultrasound and she said they wouldn’t even
do the amnio until 38 weeks because there is risk of early delivery and water
breaking. She didn’t want to put me at
that risk until the very end when Baby Boy is more stable. I really liked my new doctor and I think
she’ll be great! I go back in two weeks
for another appointment with my MFM and another Fetal Echo at Dallas
Children’s.
Hopefully some
more firsts will come for Michael and I this weekend with meeting some new
friends! We are trying to get into a
“home group” at church and we hope to meet with a group on Sunday. Pray for good connections and that the group
is meeting on Sunday for us to meet them!
-Carrie
You have had a very busy week of firsts, Lucy-Belle, and I am proud of you for being brave and strong and not freaking out when found at the airport toll booth. I imagine myself in that same situation and would wager that you handled it better than I. Double proud of you. :)
ReplyDeleteSpeaking of trials, I can so relate to what you wrote about worship songs taking on new meaning. When we were going through our time of "very thankful for what God's faithfulness and loving lessons, but don't particularly care to relive that period of life" -- God gave me such a profound sense of peace and hope when singing certain worship songs. It felt as if they were written just for us. I'm sure those same songs could now be considered 'has-beens' - considering there's always a wonderful new worship melody on the horizon - but they will forever hold a special place in my heart. ("Oh no, You never let go, through the calm and through the storms")
As for the move, well I knew that mama birds have to let their babies fly. You flew south. However, I just want to make it clear that I thought LaVista was plenty enough south for me. Just sayin. :)
When your dad and I moved to a bigger city, far from home, it actually helped our relationship grow stronger. I mean - come on' - when in Seattle, who is your staunchest ally when it comes to Nebraska football? And who would snicker with me when I asked for a 'pop' (soda) or to borrow a 'grill' (BBQ), and no one knew what I was talking about, but your dad? And WHO, mind you, WHO would understand about the Utopia of Romantic Get-Aways, but your dad? (You know where I'm referring to, right? It's Ericson of course!!)
Know that you are very missed - both you and Michael. It's an adjustment for me, and perhaps it's one that will never fully be made - but I'm working on it. It's just part of being a mom, I guess.
Love and hugs and keep your cool in that Texas heat ~ Mom
Carrie,
ReplyDeleteSo proud of you for all your 'firsts'! I can only imagine moving to a new city and being by yourself for most of the those new adventures. Big hugs and lots of prayers for you guys :)