I think one of the reasons I haven't been blogging so much about this is that I've been trying hard not to overthink it. But on May 30th, Grace will be in my arms. Noah, Chloe and Grace, three kids that God has entrusted to Matt and myself to raise. Quite honestly, it can be pretty daunting to think about. I'm far from perfect as a mother of two...so when you toss an extra kid in the mix...I just have no idea what to expect. And then I'm reminded that raising these kids is God's plan for me. This is my ministry. My life. And He will equip Matt and me to do it. And we will mess up. It may not be "okay" all the time, but we'll be forgiven and by His grace, we'll learn. By His grace, we will raise these sweet little creations to know and love their Savior.
Exhale.
Grace. She certainly is a gift from above...in every way. We found out back in March that I have placenta accreta. The specialist in Denver said it was a milder case and thought we'd probably be fine to deliver here in Gillette. My doctor here isn't worried about the surgery, she's worried about not having good enough access to blood supplies in case I do have excessive blood loss during the surgery. Because of that, we'll be delivering in Denver (per the recommendation of my Dr here). I guess it sounds a little scary, but the danger that is caused by this type of complication is much, much more severe when it's discovered during delivery. The fact that this is known, and that the doctor and hospital will be well prepared for it is good. Aside from the risk of blood loss, I do also have the risk of ending up with a hysterectomy. The doctor thinks that it's not a definite, so I'm praying that it is not necessary. Aside from the hormonal roller-coaster that would send me on, it would also extend my recovery period (and I'll have 3 littles at home). Please pray that the "hyst" as the dr so lovingly called it, is not necessary. Either way, we are done. The risk of similar and possibly worse complications with another pregnancy is high...and just not worth it. Matt and I are fine with this (yes, really), but again, pray against the hysterectomy...because I may not be as fine with it if I'm on that hormonal roller coaster.
So we leave tomorrow for Denver. We're planning on leaving after lunch, so we aren't rushed. Okay, yes. So I have plenty of time for Target, Old Navy and Chic-fil-a. Give a girl a break, I've gone through almost this entire pregnancy without my worldly preggo-comforts. I can practically taste the milkshake now...
Sorry, easily distracted over here.
We'll be staying at a hotel pretty close to the hospital (St. Luke's Presbyterian) so that we can get there easily on Wed morning. I'll have an amniosentisis at 8am to make sure Grace's lungs are fully matured. Assuming they are, the c-section is scheduled for 10am. That's mountain time people, so know that the earliest Matt would get anything posted or texted will probably be closer to 1pm east coast time. People keep asking what the plan is if the amnio doesn't give us the results we need. Ummm, that's not happening. My original due date was 10 days earlier, so while I'll technically be at 37.5 weeks, I consider myself more like somewhere between 37.5 and 39 weeks. And if you've seen my belly lately, you know this girl has got to be ready to come out.
The earliest we'd leave Denver will be Friday, but it will just depend on what ends up happening during surgery and how I'm recovering. I really want to get home as quickly as possible, so I'm praying that we can leave no later than Saturday.
Noah and Chloe will be staying here at the house with Matt's parents. They arrived on Sunday and ever since they've gotten here Noah keeps telling me I need to hurry up and go get Gracie out. I'm not sure if he's more excited to meet Grace, or to have the undivided attention of his Mimi and Papa. Probably a little of both. I'm not at all worried about him while we're gone, but I am a little anxious about leaving Chloe. I'm so glad she gets to be here at our house, with Noah and with her Mimi and Papa...but this will be her first night away from me. Yes, I know that's ridiculous, but it's just the way it is, so that's another reason I really hope to get back from Denver as soon as possible. I have to say that I'm incredibly spoiled when it comes to my in-laws. They're pretty amazing and I'm just so glad that they could be here for N & C and to help out afterwards for a few days.
Thank you so much friends for praying for me and my family through this. We're grateful for every prayer and kind word and trust our loving God that we're in His hands.
And now I need to be getting ready for bed...but I think I need a snack first.
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