September 05, 2012

Fly away

I'm sitting in the airport and we're headed home. It's been 12 days since we left and how our lives have changed so much....

Yesterday we had follow up appointments for Tabitha and learned that she has developed a heart defect. Her right ventricle is not working well at all, and unless it reverses itself* in the next month, we're looking at an EVEN longer road ahead... A road of heart surgeries after shes born. The first one being almost as soon as she's born. This means, we are now looking into the likely possibility that we'll be coming back to Houston for Tabitha to be born...the logistics of that are currently dwarfed in my mind by the logistics of our immediate future. The swirl of how my life has changed overwhelms me. It maybe the 5am wake up call talking here, but knowing how much I will be relying on friends and family to care for me...For Ransom's every day care... It is humbling and it's hard. Hard because in the midst of all this grim news and continued worry for Tabitha I long for normalcy. I long for Ransom and my usual week schedule. For grocery store trips and story time....Yes, it's definitely lack of sleep talking, for who can be melancholy when you've got a cute little boy sitting next to you? A little boy who's currently calling his breakfast muffin "happy birthday cake" ( confirming what we've always known...muffins are just naked cupcakes).

*you better believe we are praying for a miracle for Tabitha's heart. The Lord can heal it, even now, and I will pray that he does until the last possible moment.

4 comments:

{emily elizabeth} said...

praying for safe travels and healing! love you Abigail!

I just wanted to share that we have a family in our church that has had two daughters born with heart defects...both are beautiful and healthy after heart transplants...He make anything possible...He's got this...

xoxo

JCB said...

Still praying away, Abigail!
~RM

C-Cubed said...

Praying for a miracle too!

JCB said...

I also thought I should mention that my brother was born very sick and had two surgeries right away and my parents were told he would not live five years, or at least not ten, even if they were really lucky. But it turns out he is 30, and is the healthiest member of the family, not to mention brilliant, successful, etc. Of course, we don't know what God is doing in your situation, but I'm just saying that there is lots of hope when you're told there is none.
~RM