Blessed by the number 3

I am constantly reminded that everything is a blessing. Whether it is as little as a 3rd copy of an extra Chromosome ;) or the fact that the rain held off till you could make it inside.

I say all that to say that sometimes the things people consider being "awful" or "no quality of life" can be the most MAGICAL of them all!

I typically or should I say WAS am a very reserved, unemotional, and logical thinker. I will be the first one to tell you there are three things in my life that changes that! The first day was May 14, 2011.The Second being November 1, 2012. And what I would never tell me husband ;) the third, and biggest of them all, was December 1, 2012. As many of you can guess May 14th was my wedding day. November the 1st was the day our beautiful daughter Elizabeth Elese was born. And the third day I would probably consider the darkest, and loneliest of any day in my life. December 1st my daughter was sent to Birmingham, AL to hospital to receive dialysis that would be her only hope. Medically speaking that is. We all know the "real" hope is stored in God and him alone. 

I am getting ahead of myself though! My daughter Elizabeth Elese Brockway made her grand appearance on November 1st, 2012 at 8:35 A.M. She weighed a WHOPPING 3 LBS and 1 OZ. She was 15 1/2 Inches long. I was delivered via C section at 34 weeks of pregnancy after a long and stressful 4 weeks of bed-rest.

Before anyone starts to awe of feel sorry for me know this, I loved every day I was pregnant. I had a wonderful man that stayed every waking moment he could in that small hospital room.  

I was prenatally diagnosed around 28 weeks with Elizabeth having her MAGICAL extra chromosome. We knew there was trouble around 18 weeks. The doctors had seen that her intestines were not working properly but to what extent we would not know until she got here. 

I am telling my story because I now feel like it is my job. If no one ever reads it and it inspires or sets aside some fears then I can at least know I tried. I want mothers to know that my daughter is PERFECT. She is OUR blessing. She has never been shy of perfect in MINE nor her DADDY'S eyes.  I wish the doctors would tell the prenatally diagnosed mothers "CONGRATULATIONS! I know you wanted "normal" but now... now you're getting MAGICAL!" 

If you take nothing from my blog today know this one thing. There are days the dishes are never done or supper isn't cooked because I am busy with medical supplies coming out of my ears but IT IS MAGICAL. No one will truly appreciate your child's triumph and milestone like a mother who has spent her days in therapy instead of spa's and salons. My magical journey is just starting but I know with Elizabeth it will be the MOST MAGICAL EVER!