Life in Holland: Truckin On

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Truckin On

Quick update- my Internet is by satellite which is now covered in ice so service is spotty. My b/p was good yesterday. I had another ultrasound and Gabriel still looks good. He is little, only about 3.5 lbs but still growing. His heart was back in a regular rhythm. Praise God, He is good! We are going to try to push it 2 more weeks but Dr Cummings says he really does not think we can push it any further than that. I will be so thrilled with 34 weeks. I feel so bad for my poor husband who is on duty today and has to get out in this icy mess, and I am thankful I can stay home out of it. I'll bring more Gabe updates as they come and as Internet is available. Thank you so much for your thoughts and prayers! Keep them coming, they are working...

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jamieFebruary 2, 2011 at 10:58 PM
Yah Jamie and Gabe!!!! 32+ weeks - so awesome! I know my doctors said anything more than 32 was icing on the cake! Lou was born at 36+4 with the same weight as he was at 32!

32 is a great place to be! 34 will be the icing :)

I can't wait to see a picture of this little man!!!
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I am often asked to describe the experience of raising a child with a disability - to try to help people who have not shared that unique experience to understand it, to imagine how it would feel. It's like this....When you're going to have a baby, it's like planning a fabulous vacation trip - to Italy. You buy a bunch of guide books and make your wonderful plans. The Coliseum. The Michelangelo David. The gondolas in Venice. You may learn some handy phrases in Italian. It's all very exciting.After months of eager anticipation, the day finally arrives. You pack your bags and off you go. Several hours later, the plane lands. The stewardess comes in and says, "Welcome to Holland." "Holland?!?" you say. "What do you mean Holland?? I signed up for Italy! I'm supposed to be in Italy. All my life I've dreamed of going to Italy." But there's been a change in the flight plan. They've landed in Holland and there you must stay. The important thing is that they haven't taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a different place. So you must go out and buy new guide books. And you must learn a whole new language. And you will meet a whole new group of people you would never have met. It's just a different place. It's slower-paced than Italy, less flashy than Italy. But after you've been there for a while and you catch your breath, you look around.... and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills....and Holland has tulips. Holland even has Rembrandts. But everyone you know is busy coming and going from Italy... and they're all bragging about what a wonderful time they had there. And for the rest of your life, you will say "Yes, that's where I was supposed to go. That's what I had planned." And the pain of that will never, ever, ever, ever go away... because the loss of that dream is a very very significant loss. But... if you spend your life mourning the fact that you didn't get to Italy, you may never be free to enjoy the very special, the very lovely things ... about Holland.