If she doesn't keep spitting up then they will most likely start the milk again. They said she looks great otherwise. We got some much needed skin to skin time with her and I went to the pump room to well, pump. I thought of how I had felt sad when she had been put back in an incubator because it felt like a set back.
I realized I could let myself sink into depression over one spit up, which was possible considering I had gone through a couple of bouts of post partum. Or, I could pray and give it all to God who knows better than I. I know she is where she needs to be getting the best care, God is good, and He has brought her here now for a reason.
Prayers are of course still welcome of course. I take comfort in that and the beautiful blessings she has received from her Heavenly and Earthly father.
I thought I did what's right
I thought I had the answers
I thought I chose the surest road
But that road brought me here
So I put up a fight
And told You how to help me
And just when I have given up
The truth is coming clear
You know better than I
You know the way
I've let go the need to know why
For you know better than I
If this has been a test
I cannot see the reason
But maybe knowing I don't know
Is part of getting through
I try to do what's best
And faith has made it easy
To see the best thing I can do
Is put my trust in You
For You know better than I
You know the way
I've let go the need to know why
For You know better than I
I saw one cloud and thought it was the sky
I saw a bird and thought that I could follow
But it was You who taught that bird to fly
If I let You reach me
Will You teach me?
For You know better than I
You know the way
I've let go the need to know why
I'll take what answers You supply
You know better than I
-Joseph: King of Dreams
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