Let's imagine together...

...the moment Samuel is born. Here is how I see it. The doctor lifts him up and says "he's here!" At that moment, we hear a loud cry from his perfect little mouth. That's when we know his lungs are fully developed (something the doctors told us wouldn't happen due to the lack of amniotic fluid). We sob with love and joy and he is placed in my arms and I look in his eyes for the first time. He is perfect! No prune belly, no squished body and face, no cuts or tears (all things we've been told to expect based on his condition). Just a perfect little guy that we smother with kisses and tears of happiness. "Praise God!" is all we can muster through the emotions. Then, as they take him to weighed and measured, we see a long stream of fluid flowing up in the air. What's that? It's him peeing on the doctor! (sorry to be crude). Why is this important? Because if he can pee, then the blockage is healed! God, I can't think of a better way for us to quickly know the healing is done :) . After we are told he is just right size-wise, I get him back all clean and fresh and we thank God for what He has done. Then we tell every person in the room how it was God who saved this baby.

After some time of just us loving on him, Bryan will walk out to the waiting room to tell our families what God has done. I imagine lots of cheering and crying and shouts of joy coming from them as they thank God for the miracle. Then I picture them scrambling down the hallway, trying to see who gets to hold him first. On the way, I'd imagine them making such a racket that people start asking  "what's going on?" That is our chance to say, "God has saved our baby boy!" What an amazing day it will be!
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Luke 18:27 -
Jesus said "What is impossible with men is possible with God." Thank you Jesus for that promise!

Today we had another appointment in Mankato. As we expected, all is well. His heart rate is 145 and he has gained over a pound! He now weighs 2lbs, 7oz. He has also moved from being transverse (sideways) to an upright position with his head up and his feet down, resting on my bladder. This past week, he had started this new thing where he would kick me in the bladder and for a moment I would get the urge to wet myself (yes, very lady like). Now I know why! He feet are perfectly positioned for this sneak attack :) . When the ultrasound was done, as per usual, the doctor said something about how there is still no amniotic fluid. Why do they always need to end on the bad notes? Oh well, it doesn't matter...God will provide for Samuel's every need. (Philippians 4:19, "And my God shall supply every need of yours according to his riches in glory in Christ Jesus").

*Thank you all for your continued prayer and support. Less than 3 months to go!