Remembering

A year ago today I was admitted to the hospital with low amniotic fluid.  The funny thing I will always remember is that the ultrasound technician that told me about my low fluid was also the one that delivered the news about Hope's heart and could not find her kidney.  I remember telling her when I saw that she was going to do the ultrasound that I was afraid she was going to find something wrong.  It always seemed like every time something 'bad' was found, she was the one that found it.  I was always so happy when she was not the ultrasound technician.

When I found out my fluid was low, I talked the doctors into letting me go home and spend some time with my family before getting admitted to the hospital.  I cried all the way home.  I wanted to get it out before I got home so that I could spend the time I had with my boys happy...not sad.  We spent the last few hours together having a really nice dinner and telling the boys that I would be in the hospital for a little while.  We really had to scramble because Jerry was still working.  I called my mom and asked if she could take some time off work so Jerry could save his FMLA until after Hope was born.

I find myself thinking back to my pregnancy a lot lately and as hard as it was to hear "your daughter has a problem with her heart", I am blessed every day because of her 'problem'.  I took a lot for granted with my boys and we don't take anything for granted anymore.  We cherish every single minute of every single day with our family.  We truly hope everyone does the same.