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Celebrating Week 27 – hello Trimester 3.

In: A Quiet Spirit, Celebrating Our Little One, Trisomy 18

How far along? 27 weeks, 4 days.
Total weight gain/loss: + 20 lbs.
Maternity clothes? Sigh. Yep. But only sometimes. Like, not today.
Sleep: Really really good this week. Still no more restless leg syndrome this week. :)
Best moment this week: Watching my tummy move. No matter what the circumstances…there just isn’t anything like it.

Movement: Sometimes a ton, sometimes not so much. The not so much days make me nervous.

Food cravings: None, really.
Anything making you queasy or sick: Nope.
Have you started to show yet: Yep.

Gender Predictions: Boy, buh-buh-buh boy.

Labor Signs: A few more contractions this week. Still nothing to give more thought to than just answering this question.
Belly Button in or out? IN
Wedding rings on or off? On – still on my right hand. They might not ever switch. My feet were a bit puffy this weekend though after all the traveling.
Happy or Moody most of the time: Not a bad week. Staying busy really does help a lot. And the prayers of all my warriors out there – known and unknown.
Weekly Wisdom: God gives you what you need in so many “little” trials that come up during every one’s every day. And He always gives me what I need in the “bigger” trials that come up every week. (This week’s being putting on a baby shower for my pretty sister’s little baby boy.)  It would be silly, after seeing all that God has answered for me, to think that He won’t give me what I need when Kyle gets here.


Milestones: For the first time in 14 weeks, I didn’t see Kyle this week. My girls were a bit sick with some severe coughs and wheezing…I certainly didn’t want to spread that to any of the other high risk mothers I see in the dr.’s office. So, this week will be really special. I can’t wait to see how much bigger he is!

Exercise: Nope. Got the “no-travel, no-exercise” letter thing from the doc this week. I guess no more 5K’s or half marathons until the spring. Part of me is sad. Part of me isn’t. Hee – hee. 🙂

Weekly Prayer Request Praise: I am so thankful for all of you, who so faithfully read, and support our journey. Your gifts of love, prayers, support, cards, are all treasures of candlelight that have burned into my heart and brought so much warmth. So many – hundreds even – that we don’t even know personally who have been so generous with their time of prayer and gifts of love….we are truly humbled and so grateful for all we’ve been given. How could we ever complain?

Hey there, Little One.

Big week, huh? Whatever you’re doing in there – I don’t know. I didn’t get to see you this week…at least from the inside. Boy can I see you from the outside these days, though! And the high fives you keep giving your sisters – well, now, they just make their day.

There were a lot of people praying for the two of us this week. I met several of them this weekend.  I drove down to Georgia to do a shower for my sister. I was floored by how many people I knew, and didn’t, who mentioned they were praying for me. I found a printed blog post at your great grandfather’s house on his coffee table. (He’s not too big on reading about you on a computer screen.)

See, your little cousin, Caleb, is due the exact same day that my last little heaven-born baby was due. Funny when you realize that his mom, and your mom, have the same birthday, too. It’s hard to believe I could have been just a few weeks away from having another baby the week or so after Christmas. But it’s ok. Because as much as I miss that little baby….I wouldn’t trade it for you. You are

Perfect.

Yeah, you’ll be a third of the size of your sisters when you’re born. But you’ll have so many medical conditions, you’ll need a chart three times the size of theirs before I even get to the hospital to deliver you. You’ll own one pair of shoes – I’m not even gonna say on here how many your sisters have. You’ll have one blanket. You have four outfits now. And you might not even need them all. You might have hair. You might not. You might be able to reflex-grasp my finger. You probably won’t. You won’t nurse. You probably won’t even cry.

But, I can’t wait to see you – to touch your sweet face. Because you’ll be perfect. God gives me everything I need. And He’s given me you. I need you – or I wouldn’t have you. And I’m so glad I have you. And I’ll have you as long as I need to have you.

I’m excited to have that day. I’m just not quite ready for it yet.

I’ll see you tomorrow. For now, though, know that I love you, and I always will.

XOXO,

Mom


Kim


3 comments

  • Jan Evett

    November 19, 2012 at 12:46 pm

    I think you are living proof that God is all we really need, and all the other stuff we want pales in comparison to genuine faith. Praying for you along with so many others who only know you through the stories you’ve shared in this journey. And, that’s all we needed to see more of God.

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  • Tracy

    November 19, 2012 at 8:50 pm

    Psalm 103:14 For He knoweth our frame; He remembereth we are dust… By God’s special grace, Kim, you will be as ready as you need to be when the time comes… I love you and am praying for you, Kyle and your sweet family.

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  • Keri

    November 24, 2012 at 11:31 pm

    Hi Kim,

    I’m so sorry for everything you and your family are going through right now, I can’t imagine the emotional struggles you are facing. However, I greatly admire the peace you have in the Lord. You are handling (with grace) a situation that would absolutely crumble most other women. You are living proof that with God all things are possible (Matthew 19:26). I just wanted to let you know that your family will be in my family’s prayers. I hope and pray that everything turns out the very best it can, just keep having faith and our great God will not fail you!

    By the way, your daughters are gorgeous! Chloe reminds me of Vada from the movie My Girl, they’re both so pretty 🙂

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