Friday, August 22, 2008


Just laying low here. I have been napping every afternoon except for today. Maybe I am recovering faster than predicted...I can't wait for the time I can hop up from a sitting or laying position without getting dizzy. What a bother.

I go through some sad phases...especially when I look at Prince Charming. He is such a joy and I was really looking forward to going through those first two years again with another little one. I was 11 weeks along when I miscarried, but the ultrasound showed that the baby stopped growing at 6 weeks and 2 days. I figured that to be July 18th. According to my journal, we had friends over for lunch, test drove a different vehicle, and watched Scribe and Squire play baseball in the evening. Just a normal day here for us, but an extraordinary day for our baby. That was the day he/she got to meet Jesus.

I have occassional fits of anxiety when I think about having some other people's blood in my body. The King is a great help and comforting to me in that area . (Can you hear the sarcasm?) When I voiced concern about the blood I received, he said he wasn't worried. If anything, he was really hoping it had a little more submissiveness in it.


  1. I'm so sorry for your loss. I have been there, too. It is a mixed event, good news for the baby to meet our Lord and never have to deal with this world, but so sad that we don't get to meet them until we get there.
    I have had a blood transfusion, I guess I never thought too hard about it, except to worry about mad cow disease since it was in Germany during the years of mad cow disease. I can't even give blood ever becuase of the years we lived there and ate meat. It has been almost 19 years, and so far, I'm not any crazier.

    Thanks for your kind words about Drew. It is hard, but I am so proud of him. We have always told our boys that they need to serve their country after high school before they start their own lives. We are thrilled he is doing it, but sad to see him leave. Having a career "name" is what threw me, it is real. My son is a man, not my baby, and he is going to be a real working person soon.
    I think I'm hormonal, I don't cry easily.

  2. This sitation sucks. I can say that because I've been there. That is exactly what they say happened to our baby. Stopped growing at 6 weeks, but hung out in there until 11 1/2 weeks. Hang in there. My thoughts are with you during this difficult time.

  3. Submissiveness, huh? What a guy! If only it were that easy. Mike just got done reading Created to Be His Help Meet. At first he said that he couldn't really disagree with any of it, then he said that he felt at little sorry for me, then he said that he this wasn't the book for men because Debi's preety brutally honest.

    I will continue to pray for God's prtection concerning your health. It's hard to be in such a desperate situation where you have no choice but to trust medical personnel. I'm glad you were given that life saving transfusion.



  4. oh, Michelle, I'm so sorry. You know from one of my posts that I've been on that road, and it just hurts. I'm sorry that God is asking you to do it again, but if he asks, he will give you strength. I'm praying for your healing physically and for your heart. Give Prince Charming a hug for me. :)

    Glad Jouster is home! What a praise!

  5. ((Michelle)) I've been praying. I'm glad to hear your wanting to be up and around but take it easy. I had to have a blood transfussion after Andrew was born (4 quarts) and for some reason it really tires you out. I was also very bruised.

    Tell your hubby to be nice or I'll come sit on him! Just kidding.

    Love you,

  6. That King cracks me up!

    I would have a hard time with someone elses blood too...It took me a long time to get over the fact that I had a metal piece and screws in my leg. I would wake up from a dream that I was trying to scratch it out. You just have to remember that blood saved your life!!! Thinking about you.

  7. Oh Michelle;

    I am so sorry...praying that your body gets back to strong and that your heart gets the comfort it needs in the healing process.
    Praying for you, I am so sorry for your loss.

    Your husband sounds like he is trying to keep you laughing...guys, aren't they funny?



I love to hear what you have to say.