2 am last night Aiden's breathing got really bad. If you have followed this blog since last year around this time you know that he has very severe asthma. Chris was gone (which he RARELY is) and so we did a 2am breathing treatment. Around 7am he was gasping for air, his air was catching and it wasn't looking good. I gave him another treatment- then both babies starting vomiting. oh boy.
Around 10:00 my mom came over to watch the sick babies so that I could go to the sono. I again drove with the music off, praying the entire way.
I kept feeling like God was saying to me again "you need to trust me, you need to find your peace in me- not in circumstances, or other people's stories or in your morning sickness. me."
Waited in the waiting room, was a little less shaky this time.
Walked down the long hall.
Covered my eyes again.
Meet our baby.
7 weeks and 4 days.
Due date: Sept 16 which is Ainsleigh's birthday :).
I thanked Him the whole way home. Another sono in 2 weeks. phew.
I came home to a very very sick Aiden. He gets to this point with his asthma where he starts "to give up" and that's when it is scary. Laying on the floor "giving up" -decided okay its time to go.
Popped both babies in the car, picked up Chris' mom to help me and headed to the doctor.
They took his oxygen level and said that it was severely low. Breathing treatment, steroids, another treatment....some vomiting in between. It has been a wild day! I am so tired so if this post is a bit "all over the place" that is why.
Apologies also for being very behind on emails, phonecalls and tweets.
I promise I am doing my best!
But the good news is Aiden is home on medicine and treatments, Ainsleigh is smiling and today our baby has a heartbeat.
We are thankful.