But, on the morning of the 4th.... my head was hurting so bad, my eyes were "dancing." So, I called labor & delivery and they told me to come immediately.
Upon arrival my blood pressure was 198/118. My doctor admitted me and started magnesium sulfate. Dr. Reese also gave me another round of the shots to mature the baby's lungs.
Things. were. pretty. scary.
God was there. He poured His mercy out...
Wyatt Emory was born the morning of February 6th. He weighed 5 lbs 1 oz and was 18" long. Such a tiny thing! So very thankful to God for His grace and mercy. So very thankful for our 5th born son who was named after my dad (Emory).
This was the first 24 hours of Wyatt's life. Wyatt came home with me/us only after 4 days in the hospital! God is good!
Wyatt, you are such a bright spot in my life. You are so full of love.... Jesus' love. You always make sure I am alright. At almost 15, you still tell us you love us. The way you are full of JOY and always singing and smiling ... makes me think of your sister. I know you miss her very much. You help me so much with all the changes... reassuring me everything will be ok. I know God has big plans for you but He is already so big in your life. I am going to fully embrace these 3 1/2 years with you. Time is running out.... at this moment right now I have 184 weeks left till you start college... 1287 days.... 30,885 hours.... I love you so very much, Wyatt! Happy Birthday!!