Never in a million years did we think 4 days later, we'd be in the hospital, holding our son and having to let him go. I still can't even think about it without getting emotional.
Here we are, 2 years later, and things are feeling eerily similar. I'm pregnant again (15 weeks this time as opposed to 22 weeks last time), we celebrated Christmas at home just like last time, and heck, even the New Orleans Saints are having a similar season as they did 2 years ago - NFC South Champs, and assuming they win on Sunday, they'll have the same record. Hopefully they'll win another Superbowl too. :)
Let's just pray the big difference is that I'm not in the hospital until June, this time with a much better outcome. We're trying not to think about it, but it's hard not to with all the similarities. I really miss Levi -always will - but we feel abundantly blessed to have this baby with us now. If there's anything we learned from losing Levi, it's to enjoy the time you have with what you've been given.
1 Corinthians 7:24- In whatever condition you were called, brothers and sisters, there remain with God.