First, I want to thank each of you who has been praying for us and our baby. It means so much to us to know that we're not alone in this.
This morning I had my first appointment with the doctor. My midwife closed her practice nearly a year ago, and I wasn't happy with the other midwifery options in town, so decided to go to a doctor that was highly recommended by a few friends. Both Erik and I liked her a lot; she was friendly and professional, and spent lots of time talking with us. All he office staff seemed relaxed and friendly as well and the atmosphere was nice.
Most importantly, we got to see our tiny baby and were reassured that everything is happening as it should be! When the doctor pointed out the little heart beating I began to cry and said "There's really a baby in there?" Yes, there really is, and everything looks normal and good! Praise and thanks be to God!
We always pray together as a family before bed, thanking God for the day and praying about whatever is on our hearts. (Or, if you're Peregrine, thanking God for everything in sight. Yep, we're in that phase. It gets a bit long, but you can hardly tell your child to stop praying!) My frequent prayer recently has been that God will keep His hand on our little baby. The other day, out of the blue, Peregrine asked me "Mom, what does it mean for God to keep His hand on our baby? Does it mean that the baby has air in it, and if God takes His hand off, the baby would float up to heaven?" I love that boy, and the things that come out of his mind!
Thank You God, for keeping Your hand on us and on our baby!