I am not one who usually likes to read other people’s birth stories (so I won’t be offended if you don’t want to read mine!). But this is also a story of answered prayers, and may give hope to other moms in similar situations, so I felt it was worth sharing.
So I know I said we weren’t finding out the sex of this baby. But when I went on hospital bed rest, and our lives were put into complete disarray, my husband and I felt that our children needed something concrete, something positive amidst all this unknown. So a few weeks ago we ordered a cake from The Hospitality Sweet and Megan Weaver took the sweetest pictures in my little hospital room.
I am so grateful to those who have reached out or commented that they are praying for baby and me. Things seem to be stable right now. At this point, I am so thankful for the monotony of bed rest, rather than a baby in the NICU.
I was quieter than usual on social media and the blog in January and February. Partly because I know y’all were probably sick of me after my nonstop Holiday Gift Guide posting in December;). But also because shortly after the holidays we found out we were expecting and our normal day-to-day life came to a screeching halt.