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Reflecting back...
Last night, as we finished our 13th and final wedding of 2011 I couldn't help but look back at this year and reflect on all that has taken place. I thought about this past March and the events that unfolded in our lives, specifically mine, and couldn't keep myself from praising God.
At the end of March I slipped on a wet mat and did some major damage to my left knee. I had an MRI and learned of an underlying condition I was experiencing with my knee as well. I needed surgery immediately, but I knew in the back of my mind there was a possibility that I could be pregnant. The day of the surgery I woke early to take a pregnancy test just to be sure. I was overwhelmed with so many emotions and fears as I learned that it was a reality. Set aside the fear of going under sedation while in the beginning, fragile stages of a pregnancy. My mind rushed to the rest of the year and what would it look like trying to recover from surgery, be on my feet 10-12 hours at a time to photograph weddings and finishing up our wedding season while being 8 months pregnant. Also, where would this put us financially if I couldn't work. The doctors couldn't even guarantee that my knee would hold up throughout my pregnancy and that I wouldn't need another surgery before I gave birth.
It's a very humbling position to be in when you can't rely on on doctors or medicine for healing. It was hard to face a future of unknowns. At that point all I could do was turn to God and put my trust in him. I had to trust him with the baby growing inside me and know that he would watch over him/her during the surgery despite the anesthesiologist saying there was a strong possibility of miscarriage. I was both physically and spiritually stretched going into a wedding season with a weak knee and not knowing if I would make it through the day, let a lone the rest of the year. I was told by doctors and physical therapists that the extra weight from the pregnancy would only weaken my knee more, cause more pain and make it physically impossibly for me to continue working, bend down and be active.
Now I am almost 33 weeks pregnant and I feel stronger. I am carrying a healthy, active, growing baby. The last two weekends Brian and I have spent our time photographing like crazy. Yesterday I climbed a very large flight of stairs and wasn't in a single bit of pain. Out of breath, yes, but no pain!! It took me about 6 weeks post surgery before I could walk up stairs using both legs.
God is so good! I have witnessed him preform miracles in my life this year and can't praise him enough! He proved medical professionals wrong and defeated my fears. This is the God that I follow and put my trust in. A God that is real. One who listens and uses miserable circumstances for His good and His glory.
At the end of March I slipped on a wet mat and did some major damage to my left knee. I had an MRI and learned of an underlying condition I was experiencing with my knee as well. I needed surgery immediately, but I knew in the back of my mind there was a possibility that I could be pregnant. The day of the surgery I woke early to take a pregnancy test just to be sure. I was overwhelmed with so many emotions and fears as I learned that it was a reality. Set aside the fear of going under sedation while in the beginning, fragile stages of a pregnancy. My mind rushed to the rest of the year and what would it look like trying to recover from surgery, be on my feet 10-12 hours at a time to photograph weddings and finishing up our wedding season while being 8 months pregnant. Also, where would this put us financially if I couldn't work. The doctors couldn't even guarantee that my knee would hold up throughout my pregnancy and that I wouldn't need another surgery before I gave birth.
It's a very humbling position to be in when you can't rely on on doctors or medicine for healing. It was hard to face a future of unknowns. At that point all I could do was turn to God and put my trust in him. I had to trust him with the baby growing inside me and know that he would watch over him/her during the surgery despite the anesthesiologist saying there was a strong possibility of miscarriage. I was both physically and spiritually stretched going into a wedding season with a weak knee and not knowing if I would make it through the day, let a lone the rest of the year. I was told by doctors and physical therapists that the extra weight from the pregnancy would only weaken my knee more, cause more pain and make it physically impossibly for me to continue working, bend down and be active.
Now I am almost 33 weeks pregnant and I feel stronger. I am carrying a healthy, active, growing baby. The last two weekends Brian and I have spent our time photographing like crazy. Yesterday I climbed a very large flight of stairs and wasn't in a single bit of pain. Out of breath, yes, but no pain!! It took me about 6 weeks post surgery before I could walk up stairs using both legs.
God is so good! I have witnessed him preform miracles in my life this year and can't praise him enough! He proved medical professionals wrong and defeated my fears. This is the God that I follow and put my trust in. A God that is real. One who listens and uses miserable circumstances for His good and His glory.
Friday, October 14, 2011
Joey Dog
Joey has been MIA from the blog for awhile because he lives with Poppy and May-May now. When Leah was born it just got to be too much having him in a little condo, without a yard to let him go free in. It was stressful trying to take him for walks on a leash with two little ones in tow. It wasn't fair to him to always wait to go out when kids needed attention first. A springer spaniel needs at least 45 minutes of running everyday and that wasn't something we could give him. Not to mention trying to keep little hands from pulling on his fur.
We all agreed it was the best decision to let him stay at his home away from home, Poppy and May-May's. They gladly took him in and for several months he played with their dog Bentley. Joey kept them company when they had to put Benny to sleep and helped make the house not as lonely.
We love when we go visit and get to play with Joey. He loves all the kids and they love him. He still gets just as excited when we walk through the door and seems very content. We love him very much and he will always be our dog :)
Getting rid of clothes...
Maternity clothes, infant girl clothes, Brian's old clothes. It's so good to purge, but it seems to take forever and this isn't even all of it! Some of these are little boy clothes we have been given. Those aren't going anywhere, just need to find a place to put them :)
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
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