WHEN YOUR "NORMAL GETS HIJACKED"

February 27, 2022
Beautiful morning! I did another run with Brighton while Kyle and Lassen had a second breakfast. I listened to a podcast about when your “normal gets hijacked” and how you can either react or respond. We can always respond knowing Jesus is on the clock and is for our lives.

I packed my hospital bag yesterday. Hopefully way too early, but I just felt better knowing my stuff and Brighton’s are all together whenever we might need it.

I’ve read several books over the last few months (all fiction) that ended up taking place in England and the town of Brighton has been significant in every one! Brighton, you are significant! You have weight and meaning in this world! We love you so much and are so proud to be your parents!

February 28, 2022
We had my 28w 5d appointment today for Brighton. I had to do my glucose test (praying those results are normal) and then we had an ultrasound where we could see our son. We were able to get some really precious pictures of him and his little face. He has the most perfect little nose and lips, just like his brother. For how powerful his kicks are, he is extremely small – my strong son! He is measuring at less than the first percentile and weighs around 1 lb 13 oz. Currently, he is in the breech position too. Dr. Foxlow said we will have another ultrasound at 34 weeks to see his position, but they won’t try to turn him or suggest a c-section. She said if necessary, I will deliver him breech vaginally and that could be better for him anyways to protect his head and have his butt to put pressure on my cervix.

God, you are In control and I pray that you do exactly what is best for Brighton.

Dr. Foxlow said he has acrania, so most of his skull above his forehead is missing, but he does have brain matter. He will have both eyes (it was hard for me to tell during the ultrasound and it made me really anxious) and will be (and is) the most perfect little boy who we love so much. Susan came in during my ultrasound and held my hand and talked to us as we watched Brighton move like crazy. I think he enjoyed the sugar water I had just had. Really thankful she was there with us. Dr. Foxlow cried with us too and just solidified the part she has in our story.

“Make me a vessel. Make me an offering. Make me whatever, You want me to be.”

New Wine, Hillsong

I am the vessel carrying my son. Please Lord, help me to bear this diagnosis and share his sweet life and our testimony and Your goodness. You are good Lord, and I know You are crying with us.