(this is a religious post)
Tomorrow morning we go back to see Dr. Olney to determine the next step in Annabelle's treatment...
Our ultrasound is scheduled for 7:30am (ugh, ugh, double ugh), and then we see the orthopedic Dr afterwards.
I feel like I should be more anxious, and I'm sure I will be in the morning, but for now ... I'm just indifferent. Calm, almost. I've been praying about this. A LOT. Today, my devotional even spoke about fear, and how we should not fear and give all our troubles to God. That's the mindset I've adopted over the past couple weeks. I keep feeling like He's telling me to breathe; relax; He's got this. I don't need to worry, I need to have faith in Him. I feel like this is a test of faith He's thrown at me - to bring me back into trusting Him.
I've witnessed/heard of a lot of things as of late that have made me truly thankful for my beautiful HEALTHY baby that is snoozing on my lap right now. She's a healthy girl with a hip condition. But she's healthy. I'm so grateful and thankful for that. I'm blessed beyond words.
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