Today is a special day for me because two years ago I got engaged to my best friend right here in Logan Utah. It was spontaneous and it was the happiest moment of my life up until that point. We were just visiting and my husband wanted to show me around Logan because he has recently been there a couple times before and it had felt like home. I was a little hesitant at first, but when we sat on a bench overlooking the whole valley moments before he proposed, I was set. We love living in Logan, and even thought it has only been a couple months, it already feels like home. Today is also a very special day for me today because it marks six months from when my son got to come home from the hospital from being in the NICU. Those 46 days will be ones I will never forget. They were painful, emotional, hard, patience-bearing, special, intimate, and priceless. Some of you already know of his circumstances, of our journey but some of my new followers do not so I will give the short version. After being three weeks on bed rest in the hospital, my son Boston was born 10 weeks early at 2 lbs 0 oz and spent 46 days in the NICU at Tucson Medical Center in Tucson Arizona. He was truly a miracle surviving all odds with no complications. I will never forget the moment I became a mother when he was born and Boston came out screaming and the doctors showed him to me for a few short seconds. The first time I got to hold that tiny fragile body that fit into my sports bra was a moment I will never forget. Even though it felt like there were more wires than baby sometimes, I cherished those moments and hated when the nurses would make me put him back in his incubator. He was a fighter in the NICU and I felt so blessed to be his mother and a part of his journey. The days were long and especially hard being 2 1/2 hours away from our home and family. My husband and I were still in school and thankfully I was able to still graduate the month after we came home. It was discouraging to see wires and medicines taken away to then come back the next day to find they were there again. Being in the NICU is like taking one step forward and three steps back. It felt as if it would never end and we would never get to go home. The only way I survived was taking one day at a time and being hopeful and positive seeing this hardships as one for good in the end. My marriage became solid, I became a stronger person, I was able to see the good in others and help them in their struggles. I became a different person the moment I let this trial change me for good and I began to trust in God and His plan for me. "Faith and trust in the Lord requires us to acknowledge that His wisdom is superior to our own." -W. Mark Bassett Through faith, prayer, and patience of Boston's progression, we were able to come home when Boston was 7 weeks old. I remember how nervous I was to not have wires, monitors, or nurses by our side, but I was SO thankful to be home and leave that hospital life behind. I would never wish what I went through on anybody, but that part in my life will forever be very special and dear to me. I am so grateful that God had other plans for me than I intended for myself because I would not be the same person I am today. This trial made me take a step back from life when I thought my whole world was crushed as it turned upside down. Not knowing if my baby would live or not made me realize I had to trust in God and His ways were not my ways. It was hard to not loose hope and think 'Why is this happening to me when all these other babies get to come home fine?' We are mere pieces in God's puzzle of life and He has total control of it. Then why would He let bad things still happen to us? He will not give us more than we can handle and we can come out of a trial better and stronger after all of the tears, pain, and heartache if we turn to Him. I have been blessed with a miracle and I will never take life for granted again. Sometimes a thousand sleepless nights is what it takes to know God is there and that He is a part of our life. Sometimes life's hardest trials are His blessings in disguise. Thank you for reading this and being apart of our journey! I can not thank everyone enough that prayed, sent notes, fasted, and kept us in thier thoughts while Boston was in the hospital. Boston has come so far and these pictures are from a month ago for his 6 month mark. He is a happy and healthy baby and I have much to be grateful for.
God bless and Happy Monday! "Even the darkest nights turn into dawn for the faithful." Evan A. Schmutz
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Jessica Ajeman
10/3/2016 06:35:15 pm
Oh wow! That is crazy how similar it is! Aww so glad it worked out and she is doing well :)
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Hiliary Stewart
11/16/2016 09:28:29 pm
Jess! Thanks so much for sharing this beautiful story! Motherhood is such an emotional journey by itself. Wow I can't imagine how much you went through. You are a fighter too! I'm so happy everything turned out positive for your little family :) Love ya!
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Jessica
11/16/2016 09:35:32 pm
You're so sweet! Thank you for your kind words!! Right back at ya! ❤️
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shani knighton
11/17/2016 09:44:37 pm
From one premie mom to another, I loved reading this! It's something that is easy to take for granted!
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Jessica
11/17/2016 09:59:24 pm
Oh wow! Girl or boy and how many weeks and weight? :) I love hearing other's stories. And I am so glad!
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Melissa
11/18/2016 11:52:31 pm
Jess!!! This is so great!
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