The currency of Grace is where my song begins...

Justus is Served

This has been a crazy week around the Burger house. We had a great weekend visit in Midland and arrived home in Fort Worth Monday morning at 2:30! After a short sleep we hit the ground running Monday morning. We dropped Titus off at pre-school and headed to a routine OB visit. At the visit, I told them about some possible 'leaking' over the weekend. I made a joke out of it because honestly I just assumed, being my second pregnancy, that it was, well, you know, a little tinkle here and there, if you know what I mean. Well, they asked me to describe what I meant and seemed very serious about it. They decided after my description, which I will spare you, that there was a good chance I was leaking amniotic fluid. So they tested me. First test came back a very strong POSITIVE. So the proceeded with a second test to confirm the first and it came back NEGATIVE. My doctor was perplexed because he said the second test usually always confirms the first and lets them know the severity. After much thought and analysis he sent me home and asked that we retake the test on Wednesday.
Wednesday morning arrives and I take Titus to Pre-school and head to the doctor. The nurse called me back to do the usual dreaded, weight check. I asked her, "So what happens if both test turn out positive this time?' to which she replied, "well, we head to the hospital and have a baby." My world stopped for a second, how could I have not thought through all this? Who would pick up Titus? How would I get a hold of Vernon who was in class? We don't even have a car seat yet, and defiantly no preemie clothes. Who would watch Titus while we stayed with the baby in NICU? Wow, the list went on and on, when suddenly the sweet whisper of the Holy Spirit said, "Just Trust." So I did. I realized that we are so blessed with sweet friends and family that everything would get taken care of just fine.
In came the doctor to take the test. First test...Still POSITIVE. deep breath, second one....NEGATIVE. WHAT? what does that mean? So he took a third test to be sent to the lab. "The lab would get back to us on Friday," he said. "If it is positive, you will be having the baby in the next week or two so we will do all we can to keep Justus in womb until 36 weeks. If it is negative, we will just monitor you, but you can resume life as normal. "
Wednesday night I woke to really strong contractions, every four minutes. I am talking, jolt you out of bed contractions. So I got up, walked around, drank some water and ate some food and finally around 3 they went away. Needless to say, this event kinda brought to reality, that we might, in fact be in preterm labor. So Thursday seemed SOO LONG...waiting for Friday's results.
It's Friday around 2 pm and I just got off the phone with my nurse who brought the wonderful news that the test was negative, which means there is a 96% chance that I will carry this baby at minimum two more weeks! This will take us well into the safety zone regarding low birth weight and under developed lungs! Praise the Lord!
I never dreamed I would enlist my friend to pray I was just tinkling my self and most certainly,
I never dreamed I would be Praising GOD that I, in fact, was probably just me tinkling myself! HAHA! who knew?