16 years of joy
Two weeks before my due date I find myself being admitted to the hospital by my doctor. My blood pressure was so high it would not register on the monitor.
I'm dizzy, feeling nauseated, afraid, and alone since my husband is at work. As I begin to break down I sense individuals coming toward me, when I wipe my tears...it is my parents!!
I asked my Mom and Dad what in the world made them come to my appointment and she said she was lead to just come to my appointment and support me. As I told her the news she began to pray and comfort me. My Dad drove me over to the ER and it was determined that I had preeclampsia and my body was fighting itself. I am admitted.
Throughout the night, the staff continued to warn me not to talk or have stimulation of any sort. As my vision is blurring and my head is hurting....I am told by my husband to hold on and by the doctors to prepare to be induced into labor. Both was good to hear cause now everyone in the room was a colored blur and there is an unusual ache moving through my head!
I'm induced.
Hours later and he is here, my Prince another bundle of joy...all the worry and stress is over. The fear is over and I can enjoy the reason of my joy. God had ended my sttruggle....and the celebration begins.
But now I cannot see well at all and my head still hurts. Now I am adding all the other highs and lows of giving birth. A day later I am still not feeling better and cannot go home.... I am wondering did God forget about me?
Just because God did not bring you out like you expected know that He brought you out. Our outcome does not have to match His; but, it is still for your good. The enemy tried but I was carrying purpose and purpose brought me joy! What are you carrying that the enemy has decided to try and snatch?
Damarion Travis Wiley today you are 16 years old my joy and love. Sometimes you cover me like none other and sometimes you are my little teddy bear again. You are my another reason to continue to trust God...I would do it all again.
Happy birthday!!
