The last week of so, as I put the finishing touches on my girls birthday party, I've been looking back to the past year and reflecting how far we have come. How we beat the odds when dealing with infertility, how our family survived 12 weeks in the NICU, how my girls have surpased all the statictics for preemie babies (knock on wood) and just generally how my life has been a series of baby
steps the past few years.
I don't remember my parents teaching me how to
walk when I was little. I don't remember taking my first
steps, but I never will forget how these past few years have taught me how to
"walk" in a different way.
When we struggled to get pregnant, month after month I would see that huge "NOT PREGNANT" light flashing at me on the digital First Response test, I wanted to crawl into a hole. We wanted nothing more than to have children. Terry held me hand through every appointment with our fertility specialist. As we
walked through those huge glass double doors, I remember Terry telling me "this is just one
step that have to overcome to being parents". My husband, My rock....he
walked me through everything.
When we found out we were having triplets, I will never forget being scared to death! A close friend told me, "This is obviously the
path that God has chosen for you to
walk. HE would never
lead you astray." She told me the same thing when we lost our third baby girl. Come to think of it....she told me that numerous times during our pregnancy.
When my girls were born and were immediately whisked away from us, I remember thinking that I didn't have one more ounce of energy left. I wasn't strong enough to deal with this. Those first few days, I couldn't find enough energy to pull myself out of the hospital bed. I know I've said this before, but I credit, my Mom for teaching me how to
walk again. She forced me to get out of bed and made me realize that I was a stronger person than I ever thought I could be. She showed me how to put
one foot in front of the other again when I couldn't do it myself.
As I watch my precious Alexis
toddle through our living room, and my darling Addison's strong will as she continues to be determined to
walk.....I can't help but reminded of my favorite scripture:
Jeremiah 29:11
"For I know the plans I have for you, plans to prosper you and not to harm you.
Plans to give you a hope and a future."
God's has a plan for all of us. Every step, stride, pace has all been a part of the road map that he has for us. Sometimes we will fall, sometimes we miss a step. But in the end, He will be right there protecting us.
I'm confident that His plans, and His protection is what allows our family to march,
through this crazy path of life!!