drama IS your mama

my dad has always called me a drama queen-pregnancy sure hasn't helped my case.
we spent new year's eve in the labor and delivery section of our hospital because i was convinced i was dying. yep thought i was on my death bed in pain. what started out as a fun night at nana and pawpaw's quickly became the ultimate jaymie drama fest 2011. it was one for the record books, sweet boy. i got poked and prodded for hours. i had a sonogram. i got a catheter (OUCH). i had blood drawn (THREE times). my gallbladder was checked. my kidneys were poked. finally around 5 am, the doctor decided i was just fine. yep. perfect bill of health. how embarrassing..... he said you're just a big boy and you likely pulled some muscles of mine making it next to impossible to sit/stand/lay/wallow/breathe/live comfortably. such a proud moment of my life. so yeah sure, i am quite the dramatic person, but the pain you've put me through certainly warranted that response. you better plan on being a perfect teenager mister.

i'm sitting in my classroom- avoiding the countless papers that need to be graded- because i just can't get you off my mind. the past few weeks have been quite emotional for me. i constantly ping pong between feeling blessed for the information that i do have about your heart and annoyed that this mess is happening to us. in fact, i've found myself in a pretty foul mood quite frequently lately. i like to blame it on the last weeks of pregnancy dragging on, but i know it's really a woe-is-me, life's-not-fair, whiney-brat attitude.


when i came back to school after our oh so adventurous break, i decided to tell all my students what was going on. living and growing up in a small town can certainly be a pain, but we are certainly blessed to have a community that cares! they are all so worried about you. so many of my kids at school ask me daily how you're doing. they want updates on you, on me, on our doctors and daddy. i think it's pretty neat you're so famous with 7th graders. we've received countless phone calls, emails, text messages and notes of encouragement. just this afternoon someone came by my room to let me know you are being prayed for. she said she stayed up one night throughout the night just praising God for you and thanking Him for giving me you. WOW. this lady isn't like my best friend or anything. i have her sweet daughter in class and have only talked to her once or twice all year. she's just someone who heard your sweet name and knows you need to be wrapped up in prayer like a warm blanket. i just love to talk to people with a faith like that. i want that. i want to be so broken for other people and overhwhelmed with love for others that i can't fall asleep without talking to God about all He does for us. who would have known that through such a seemingly tragic time, i would learn about myself.

if i'm being completely honest, i have a hard time some days praying for you. when i really get to talking to God about our situation i get so upset and nervous i find myself sobbing. that lady coming in my classroom was just what i needed today. she gave me a scripture which seems to fit us just perfectly.

"I have heard your prayer and seen your tears. I WILL heal you." 2 Kings 20:5
Let's keep praying for a miracle sweet boy!

i love you
mom