It would be a year ago today (read here), that I went back to see Dr. S and would be told that I would be unexpectedly rehospitalized prior to the boys birthday which was scheduled to take place on May 14th. Ryan and I had planned on being rebels, going out to eat for the last time before we met Isaac and Eli - against the rules of bedrest. Our plans changed when Dr. S saw that I was having some complications that needed to be monitored over the next couple of days before the little guys would be born. Hospital food it was! We were reminded that Ryan and I were not in control of the situation. We couldn't make our own plans, we had to wait for them to be made for us and revealed to us. God really showed us that he was watching over all 4 of us.
Over this past Mothers Day weekend, I've really started to let myself rehash all of my thoughts, emotions and feelings that I had during this same time last year. I remember feeling so anxious about their arrival, and what would be happening immediately after they were born. I also was looking forward to this year - what would my first Mothers Day feel like, having two little guys giving me smiles and grins (and one big guy giving me a big hug). It was such a special day, having breakfast with all 3 of my guys - Ryan had made us pancakes and the boys had their traditional oatmeal and fruit mixture. Ryan and I built a retaining wall (my request :) ) during naptimes, and the rest of the time was spent playing, with a quick visit to go see Grandma and Grandpa Murdock.
I am still remembering all of the anxiousness that I felt heading into Friday, May 14, 2010. I also remember all of the calmness that was felt after Ryan and I would pray repeatedly about the boys and how everything would go. We have truly been blessed over the last year with favorable outcomes of all diagnoses so far. We have both of our boys here with us today, something that we were definitely unsure of as events unraveled on their birthday last year. I marvel at them everyday, watching them develop - waving, talking (mama, dada, duck... so far), looking at their little teeth and their hair (as Eli is sporting an organically grown mohawk and Isaac's hair often resembles Einstein), listening to them 'talk' to each other, watching them help each other get into mischief, and on and on. I never in a million years thought I'd be this blessed, to be married to such a great husband (and the best daddy imaginable to the duo), and to have such wonderful delightful little boys.
Stay tuned, as I am sure there will be more reminiscing here in a few days (and
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