Thursday, October 14, 2010

For the Joy of it

My water broke at 26 weeks; I laid in a hospital bed for 5 weeks praying she would stay in. She was born at 31 weeks weighing 2.12 pounds and 14 inches long. She became Neutropenic in the hospital and we were scared. She thrived in the NICU and came home. We struggled to get her to eat, struggled to get her to gain weight. At 3 years old she got sick and was put in the hospital for 15 days with a asthma attack, pneumonia, gastric bleed and 5 ulcers, after 3 years she was put on oxygen for the first time.
BUT, she was healed, she was prayed for. She is thriving, she is growing, and she has no real signs of being a preemie. She is the love of my life, my cuddle bug and spoiled rotten. She is the baby of the family and everyone knows it.

Good, True & Beautiful


Rejoyful said...

What a blessing! She is precious. Rejoicng with you over God's goodness, grace and faithfulness.

Itsavivasthing said...

My youngest is turning 10 in a few days. Time goes by so fast!

deborahpucci said...

Thank you for stopping over and leaving me your sweet comment. You have four beautiful children, you are blessed. God blessed you with Grace's life and that is wonderful. So glad that she is thriving. I follow many woman who have had preemies and I love a happy ending.

S.I.F. said...

She is just precious! And clearly a fighter! That is a trait that will treat her well in life too!

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