Today I Choose Hope.

This morning I woke up ready to go to the doctor. I just knew that the report would be great. A miracle even. 

After my vitals, my doctor started the exam and determined I did not have an infection. We heard the baby's heart rate, which was normal. He did a cervix check, still closed. 

Then came the sonogram. My doctor was quiet most of the time, which is not like him. He showed the nurse the fibroid, the baby, the heartbeat, etc. I could see the screen, and though I could see Baby Dolores moving, I could also see why my doctor was quiet.

He came back in. Before he said anything I started crying. He told me I stopped leaking fluid because the fluid was not being replenished. 

This time there was a lot less hope. He said that he could go ahead and admit me to the hospital, but there wouldn't be anything they could do still until 23 weeks. He said he thought it would be better for me to be with my family. 

I asked about the fluid replenishing itself. He told me that it could happen but he didn't want to get my hopes up. I cried, a lot. 

I ran into the on call doctor I saw on Sunday and she asked how I was doing. I broke down and told her. Her response changed everything. She said "we see miracles everyday." She told me (as did my doctor and nurse) she would be praying for the best outcome.  

Monday I go see the Perinatologist. He should be able to tell me a little bit more, and visits with the Perinatologist will possibly become a regular in my routine. I will be seeing my doctor weekly, also. 

In Mozambique I met people that had been brought back from the dead. I saw people healed. I heard a man tell his testimony of him being so close to death that his wife, who is full of faith had lost hope. 

So today, I choose hope. No one will call me stupid for believing in the best outcome. To be honest, I don't think the lack of fluid is anyway in a challenge to God. 

I believe not only will she make it to 23 weeks, she will make it longer. No infections, and no preterm labor. Repaired amniotic sac and relished fluid. 

What I ask of you is to have hope with us. To block out negative outcomes and believe with us for a miracle.