Friday Flashback

(I'm going through all my unpublished posts...  This was from last summer sometime, I don't know why blogger messes with the dates that I type something...)


I literally had a flash back this morning...

My crazy kids usually get up before 6, I stay in bed for almost an hour more while they watch their favorite show, Wild Kratts. 

This morning, I happened to already be awake and working, and heard the kids wake up loudly above me, and they came down the stairs suprised to see me. 

Seriously, they are crazy.

While they watched their show, and I worked, I was thinking about what a character Mallary is, and then I had a flashback to her baby blessing and how John said in the blessing that she made it here because of the prayers offered in her behalf' or something to that effect. 

Before I got pregnant with Mallary, I had a miscarraige.  So, after my miscarraige, I prayed that I would be able to get pregnant again, and then when I got pregnant, I prayed that I would be able to carry my baby to full term.  So John and I prayed for that every day.  But, what I didn't know until after my mom died, and my dad gave us a copy of her last journal and his journal from that past year, was that my parents prayed for her safe arrival every night as well. 

At my ultrasound during my pregnancy with Mallary, I was told I had placenta previa.  (what is placenta previa?)   Placenta Previa can be very dangerous to your baby and to yourself.  There are a few different types of previa, low lying, or partial previa, mine was complete previa, meaning my placenta was lying on the bottom of my uterus covering the opening to my cervix.  Basically, if it doesn't move you have to have a c-section.  Usually when it's a low lying placenta the risk is not as high, but with complete previa it has to completely move over and then move up as well, so it is least common for complete previas to move.  So, I had that to deal with - my Doctor told me to try not to pick up Trevan, or do anything really physically demanding. 

Also, during the ultrasound they found a thing in her brain that was a sign that she could be born with down syndrome.  I opted not to do any other tests to find out for sure, because the outcome wouldn't matter, I would still have her so I didn't want to do any tests. ( SIDE STORY: My sister even had clients that when she told them of my situation, they would ask, "What's she going to do?"  Like I would choose to have an abortion, just because my baby might have down syndrome.  Isn't that crazy that people would choose to kill their unborn child based on a slight possibility of something like that???   As you know, Mallary was born completely fine.  How many completely fine babies have been aborted.... So so sad...)

During this time my sister got engaged and I was helping plan and do her wedding.  I was due about a month after her wedding, but if my placenta had not moved by the time of her wedding I was going to be put on bed rest, and I would have to miss her wedding. 

Needless to say, there was lots to pray about, and we were for sure praying...  So, when John said that in Mallary's blessing, I just assumed it meant my prayers, but there had been lots of prayers offered on her behalf. 

Fast forward: At my ultrasound before my sisters wedding, we found out my placenta had moved, completely, it wasn't even low lying.  Yeah!  And, then when Mallary was born, she was totally fine.

I love that I had that flashback this morning. 

It's funny how I prayed so hard to get her here, and to get her here safely, and now, on most any given afternoon I would gladly send her to someone else's house to live.  :)  True story.