The story

Ok, this is the story of my family this year. It may sound pretty full on but I think it'll be therapudic to have it out. To start with of course there was the hypermesis in pregnancy, then being stuck in that wheelchair for a few weeks (I learned a lot from that experience, let me tell you. But to me those events seem insignificant. Maybe it's because they were just the prude to this year, or maybe Because they were just physical trials. But the biggest, of course, was almost losing Mahonri. When I was still pregnant I had a dream that a man came to take my baby away from me. I realized that I was completely powerless to do anything about it except plead that I could keep him. Then when Mahonri was born I truly had the birth experience of a lifetime and it was every bit as blissful and transcendant as I always dreamed it could be. Then Mahonri started throwing up...but a lot of babies throw up don't they? Then there was the extra sleeping and the continued weight loss. One day was a nightmare, the day I really knew it was serious. It hit me in one devestating blow that I could really lose him. I single handedly broke the drought that night! And I plead with Heaven to let me keep him and I suddenly understood the dream. The worst part was that I'd been woken up before I knew what happened. Do I get to keep him? So when he was 2 weeks old and getting thinner, they sent me to the hospital to test him for pyloric stenosis. It wasn't that. It turns out that my baby was one in a million. He had an anular pancreas. It had grown right around his intestine, blocking it. My poor little angel baby was starving to death. He had to have major surgery and now he's finally thriving but he has to have more surgery for something different in a few months. Thankfully though it's only minor this time. So while we were in the hospital his sodium dropped dangerously low, but that was also fixed in PICU. But I found out that I had gall stones. Nasty! So I had to have my gall bladder out and my heart dropped and almost stopped on me from the anesthetic. I just found out that I have to have my wisdom teeth out or I'll lose more than just them, and of course it couldn't be some normal extraction, no they have to be surgically removed by hacking into my jaw under another general anesthetic! I'm terrified!!! Although that's a serious understatement. Also I have menieres disease under continuing investigation (meaning tones of unpleasant tests) and Johns muscular dystrophy is deteriorataing fast!! And then there's the most recent bombshell; my family and I are about to become homeless. But I don't think it's going to be so bad as others have to deal with and we have our faith to rely on. I am worried about my 3 babies though... The unknown is very frightening but we have our Lord who won't forsake us. And I know that whatever happens is ultimately for our benefit!