All of these drugs have become a part of my everyday vocabulary since learning that I most likely have a clotting disorder that has wreaked havoc on my four pregnancies.
As we count down the hours until Friday’s appointment reveals what my final diagnosis is, I’m trying to stay busy, stay calm, stay focused on what is, not on what was, or on what might be, or on what may come.
And what is, is this:
(sorry for the poor quality of this video – I’m still figuring out my new camera features)
I really don’t think there is a sweeter sound than Seth’s laughter that fills my day – not even the blessed silence that us mommies so often crave.
As I wait for my “fate” (in quotations because I firmly believe that my future is in the hands of a loving, almighty God) – as I wait to learn what prescriptions the specialists are going to offer up – I will remind myself that no drug is as powerful as the laughter and love of the son I have been blessed to raise.