So, for about a week now Jackson has been pulling up my shirt and talking to and about the baby. It's sweet really. After yesterday I was a little worried about his knowledge of the baby but thought if we didn't really say anything about the baby he would forget; out of sight out of mind. Well, I was wrong, once again. Ironic how I think I'm right so often yet I'm not. I digress. This morning Jackson was playing with the string on my pants and pulled my shirt up to talk to baby. I thought, "Oh no! What I am going to say?" However, I just let him go, didn't really say anything knowing it would come to me. He asked me where the baby was and I told him the baby was asleep in went to Heaven to be with Jesus. He kept looking at my belly and playing and then out of the blue, gave my belly a kiss and said, "all better." Funny how we as moms say this to our kids all the time and it seems to actually make the boo boo or hurt all better. Well, I am here to attest that kisses work on mommies too and for the time being, Jackson made mommy "all better."
I can't stop singing, "Holy, holy, holy is the Lord Almighty." Scott and I went to the "big" ultrasound today where we tested to see if our baby had Down's, one of the Trisomy disorders, or any neural tube defects. I must admit the palms were a little sweaty and the heart was racing a bit. As surreal as this pregnancy is, I don't want anything to be wrong with this precious life inside of me. Well, holy is right. The Lord is not just good; He is awesome! Our little baby instantly began moving and grooving for us showing off fingers and toes and a great heart beat! Even though I am on my third, watching the miracle of life on that screen NEVER gets old! It truly blows my mind every time I get to see our precious angels developing inside of me! The scan came out wonderfully. We got all positives on all the scans the doctor (who was absolutely INCREDIBLE) could do. Now we just wait for some blood work to confirm that everything is okay with our little boy. ...
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