10 is the number of days EXTRA we will be in this hospital room. Roo has pneumonia. We have already been here for 8.
4 is the number of years it has been since I gave birth to our sweet son, Samuel David Wachsmann at 17 weeks. He is greatly missed. He was so perfect in every way. His tiny foot print was the size of my thumb print. I have a piece of paper with his foot print... that is all. I barely even have a memory of him. I remember so little of that day and that hurts me.
Today is hard to be here at the hospital and dealing with the diagnosis of something awful for our new little guy. I was secretly praying that we would be walking out of the hospital today with our living "son".
God has other plans still.
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oh man...i can't imagine how hard that must be...lots and lots of prayers.
Prayers that you will get through it! So sorry for little one!
Hard and exhausting, I'm sure. Hope he gets better quickly. This wasn't something you saw coming- what a huge, awful, tiring experience!
Praying for you
Thought this might encourage a little...
28 Do you not know?
Have you not heard?
The Lord is the everlasting God,
the Creator of the ends of the earth.
He will not grow tired or weary,
and his understanding no one can fathom.
29 He gives strength to the weary
and increases the power of the weak.
30 Even youths grow tired and weary,
and young men stumble and fall;
31 but those who hope in the Lord
will renew their strength.
They will soar on wings like eagles;
they will run and not grow weary,
they will walk and not be faint.
Oh my. Bless your heart. May the Lord grant healing for your heart and your baby boy. I know you must be completely exhausted.
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