Seize the day

Tomorrow is the day! I cannot believe how quickly the last 9 months has gone. Today is Allison's actual due date. It seems like just yesterday I took a pregnancy test not thinking anything would come out of it. When I looked at it though it showed a very faint positive sign. I immediately called Dave at work to tell him the news and he was so excited. Emily is going to be a big sister! Dave and I both really wanted Emily to have a sibling close to her in age. A couple of days after finding out I was pregnant I began to bleed. Of course I freaked out. Dave and I had been in the process of moving from our third story apartment into a duplex and it had been a very stressful time for us. The heat was broke in our new place and we did not find that out until the night we were supposed to sleep there. Then the next day, the toilet in one of the bathrooms broke. We felt like we had been moving for weeks before all of our belongings were finally in the new place and that is when I found out I was pregnant. I had been lifting and carrying heavy boxes and things down three flights of stairs for the past couple of weeks. I thought the bleeding was a sure sign I had had a miscarriage. I called and set up a doctor's appointment for the very next day but I was only about 5 weeks pregnant by then and there was not much they could do at that point. They told me the baby wouldn't show up on an ultra sound yet. They could take my blood though and then in a couple of days they could take some more to see if the counts in my blood were increasing as they should when you are pregnant. I had to accept that this was the only thing to do and so we waited. When the nurse called with my results, she told me the counts had increased but not nearly as much as they should have. She wanted me to come in and have and ultra sound because by now, they should at least be able to detect a heartbeat. I prepared myself for the worst. I had spent many nights crying and telling myself the baby was probably dead. I had been having a lot of bleeding. Dave and I both went to the doctor and they did the ultra sound. As soon as the got the machine in place we saw the faintest flickering of a heartbeat. She was alive! The doctor explained to me that I had a tear in my uterus. He said there was no way to fix it, it would have to heal itself. He told us that there was a 50/50 chance the baby would live. He put me on bedrest and we had to wait it out. Two weeks went by and I was still bleeding. I went back to the doctor and had another ultra sound and the hole was healing. I stayed on bedrest and extra week and the bleeding stopped. The hole had healed itself. Praise be to God!
I am so thankful for the miracle that has grown inside of me. God has taught me so much from this pregnancy. He has taught me that I am not in control of my body. There was nothing I could do to heal the tear except for sit in bed and pray. Thank you Jesus for allowing Allison to survive and grow and make it to this point. I cannot wait to meet her tomorrow!