Heavy Heart

I thank all of y'all for the sweet, sweet comments, text messages, and prayers- whether you know it or not- we felt your prayers and God's arms wrap around us last night when we got the bad news...

A few hours after I wrote the post, I decided I wanted an ultrasound done to check on the baby.  The OB sent me to the ER.  So, I waited for Aaron to get home from painting and he took me.  Of course we spent hours and hours there (who doesn't at the ER?)  But I'm glad we went.  They did an ultrasound and couldn't find a fetal heartbeat when there was one there days before.  I miscarried.  I don't think I've ever suffered a loss of someone I was close to...until now.  I guess it's one of those things you see it happen to so many people, but you never think it can happen to you.  After the hospital (it was like 10:30pm), we went straight to my mom's house to get Ryder.  I"m glad we did.  Though, we are heartbroken and devastated, I can look up right at this moment and see my precious baby boy grinning from ear to ear at me....I will concentrate on that right now. 

I know y'all will understand if I don't respond quickly to any messages, I don't feel like talking too much right now.  We'll have to follow up with the OB, and go from there. 

We will praise and uplift God during this loss:

"In thee, O Lord, do I put my trust: let me never be put to confusion"  Ps. 71:1