I feel guilty every time a stranger asks about my pregnancy, and I get far enough to explain our situation. You can always see in the person's face that they are shocked, feel sorry for us, feel uncomfortable for having asked, etc., yet I feel a need to tell people, though I'm not sure why. I guess maybe I just want Eden to touch their lives as much as she's already touched our lives. I want them to see the peace and love God's blessed us with.
This past week another mommy to an anencephalic baby gave birth to her son. He lived for 4.5 hours, and he cried, moved, and reacted to touch! Those are all things that the medical literature says won't happen! She was so blessed to have gotten time with her son; it gives me hope that we'll have time with Eden. Please keep her in your thoughts and prayers, and if you want to read her story, you can find it here. (I hope you don't mind me sharing your blog,
|Her profile - Almost 27 weeks.|
|She's mooning us! Almost 27 weeks. (Also still a girl!)|