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Going home!

For the first time, our son has breathed the outside air. We are going HOME! Gabriel is a mighty 18 days old, 35.6 wks gestation. Weighing in at 5lbs 9oz and 19" long.

I plan on getting a post put together of all our answered prayers. Of all the ways The Lord has so obviously taken the lead in this uncertain journey. 
I'm so humbled by all the support and prayers from people all over. In the past 3 months my blog has gotten over 3500 views. My journey through Accreta has a purpose. Loosing my uterus has a purpose, the trials, the uncertainties, the joys of overcoming such a condition as Percreta has a purpose. It's all for the Lord's glory. He's big, He's here and His plan for my condition is not over. I have a story to tell of how faithful, merciful, patient and loving our God is. When I had nothing else to give, no more energy to research, no more tears to cry over leaving my children, I had no choice but to surrender. No choice but to crawl into the big arms of my Lord, my Savior, my mighty Physician. Through prayers and petitions, through physical contact to cyber contact, to those whom I know to whom I didn't know...but I do now, those near and far He has shown Himself to me, over and over. He has bombarded me with His love, His very presence in so many ways, in so many faces, in so many words. 
I'm thankful to those who prayed for us. Who didn't even know me but came to visit me in the hospital. Who sent cards, words of encouragement. Our Lord has used you to help me through this time. 

Dear Heavenly Father,
I come before you humbled and grateful for all you've done for me and my family. How ever present you are to me, even at this very moment as we travel home. Father, I knew I would never be the same after my surgery but I never knew it would be a beautiful change, a spiritual change. I envisioned coming home broken and empty. But Father, you have been filling me with Your love, grace, patience. You have healed my brokeness and filled me up where I was empty. I don't have a uterus but in exchange I have a mighty story to tell of Your glory. I'm thankful for the love of those whom You sent our way. Bless them abundantly, Father. I love them and I am grateful. I am thankful for my experience. I know You are not done with me, Father. I am here and I am ready to go forth for Your glory. Thank you for our beautiful baby boy. His plan will be good! Thank you. 

In Jesus name I pray, 
Amen 


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