My doctor’s office called this morning. The labs I had taken came back low.
So an ultrasound is scheduled for this afternoon. In a couple of hours I find out if our baby is all right…if there’s a heartbeat. I feel literally paralysed right now. I should clean up dishes. I should play with the kids. I should vacuum. I should read the Word. I should do something. But I can’t. I’m sitting here waiting to find out if we lost another baby. I cannot even begin to say what is going on in my heart right now.
Today I woke up feeling pretty good and I thought-“oh, thank you, Lord for having mercy on me and helping me to not feel so sick this time!” And then I found out why. It wasn’t mercy or grace. How ironic. To have so much faith and peace but for nought.
So, please, if you read this, send up a prayer for us. That we will hear good news. That we still have a baby.