Meeting Elsie was one of the greatest and one of the worst days of my life--yet so different than our experience with Ellie. I love how they have two very different birth stories and how both were so right for each of them. I still can't believe she is gone, and we have another huge hole in our hearts that will always miss...
Five days until my due date, although the margin of error for our due date considering the first ultrasound we had is 4-5 days, our doctor tells us....soooooooooo. Now? Or five days after the 23rd? How are my hormones supposed to handle this kind of spectrum? I feel like a crazy person. But that's okay. I would explain, but that would entail me...
"Matthew 7:9-11 was a powerful promise to us as well. "What man if his son asks for bread will give him a stone, or if he asks for a fish will give him a Serpent? If you, being evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your father in Heaven give good gifts to those who ask?"...
19 days means 19 or sooner in my mind because I honestly don't think I'm going to go late, but considering Ellie spent her days being independent and proving doctors wrong week by week, I can't actually predict much. Ellie was a strong willed little lady. I don't know how we are already this close, but I do know that I am full...
