It takes a village…isn’t that what they say?!

I am not good at accepting help, I have always been fiercely independent. Now I find myself in a predicament. I desperately need help, but I don’t necessarily want it. Crazy…I know. And really I do want it! But…I have to admit it’s all a little uncomfortable.

My only job right now is taking care of baby. I have to keep reminding myself of this.

Kevin is taking wonderful care of me. Lord knows I’m not easy to put up with.

We are humbled by the love ALL of you have shown. Every text, phone call, Facebook comment, meal and prayer.  We appreciate them all.

Today we are celebrating! Every day that passes without complication we celebrate!!! But today is a milestone, one week since the rupture. 7 Days!

Baby is still fighting. Heartbeat is strong!

I am fighting too. No sign of infection!

I am on “modified bed rest. “ I need to be horizontal as much as possible. I can get up and walk around as needed (to go to the bathroom and such). I can sit up as tolerated. However, it’s not easily tolerated.

We will have bi-weekly appointments and I will update weekly. No news is good news, right?!

We can call or go to the hospital for any concerns. The doctors and nurses are wonderful.

I believe we can do this. Moment by moment, day by day. With God and my village, we will succeed.