Needing Him.

Some days are easier than others. Today is a "hard to breathe" kind of day for me. I am feeling a bit low. I found out today that I have to see a specialist and have a procedure done to correct an untreated infection, so that someday I may be able to give my son a little sister or brother. Its scary for me to think of. But God I know will see me through. And in the end his will, will be done. Just pray that God be with me through it all.

Thinking of a lil girl up north

As I held Isaiah in my arms, I thought of baby Zoe, how even now at nearly 5 months old she is just a lil bigger than Isaiah. I thought of how her mom and dad must feel as they hold their precious lil girl, knowing a time may come soon that they have to let her go. My heart just broke. In that moment I couldn't breathe. So lets not forget to pray for them as well. Pray for the Batiansilas to have more memories with Zoe, more days, more years & many more everyday miracles.

Lil Elvis

Look @ his " Elvis " lip!

August 15, around 5 am I received a call that one of my dearest friends was in labor. I got to the hospital after dropping Boo off at school, her water had been broken and she had taken the Epidural. She was feeling lil pain. Thank God. :) By 10:52, Christy and John had welcomed their second child and their first son into this world. Isaiah Matthew weighed in at 7lb 1 oz. he is 20.5 inches long. He is a precious lil thing. He began having some trouble though, he wants all the attention and to get it he developed an infection ;) & his blood glucose dropped as well, he wanted to scare us good. He isn't eating well and I am worried. They are running a series of test to find out what is happening with our lil guy. So please pray. Pray that God will take care of him. The questions of what is going on and how can we fix it, is really hard on his parents. So please say a prayer for them as well. I know that God can do all things. I am putting my trust in him.

*Sigh*

What a crazy few weeks since I have written in this blog. I am so far behind. In the past week I have had to bid farewell to two friends. I am broken hearted, yet I take solace in the fact that they are now at rest in the arms of God. I am told that Tilman, who happens to be the father of one of my dearest friends, had suffered so deeply before his passing. And though we grieve because of his death we can rejoice in the fact that now he walks the streets of heaven with Christ our Savior. The same with Ms. Colleen., she suffers no more, now she can rest in the arms of Jesus.