Sometimes Life Feels Like a Fiery Furnace

A lot has been happening this week. I guess the main thing is the news that Baby McG is for sure coming by c-section on April 2 at 7:30 a.m. I'm trying really hard to be excited, but knowing that my fibroid procedure is riskier than a regular section has made me feel like a deflated balloon--so full one moment and punctured with the air streaming out the next. My doctor is great, but it was hard to hear all the "worst case scenarios" involved in a procedure that can lead to possible blood transfusion, advanced medical procedure, and at its most dire, a hysterectomy. I'll be talking to my doctor on Monday to clarify the situation and find out whether I need to see a specialist (my request), so I'll keep this post updated.

The silver lining about having another ultrasound last Friday is that we found out that baby is now 6 1/2 lbs. (probably more by now) and looks great. We loved watching him suck his little thumb.

Joe and I were really encouraged at small group on Wednesday night when we studied how God is with us in our "fiery furnaces" (remember Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego?) as we trust Him. I had forgotten about the fourth person who appeared in the furnace and stayed with them until they were released from the flames. Somehow that extra person makes all the difference.