9 months and I’m still in awe

Tomorrow marks 9 months … and I’m still in awe.

9 months ago I was dancing away to “Just Dance” on the Wii … anything to get Baby Boo to come out!

9 months ago tonight, I was packing my bag, at peace with our decision to move forward with a due-date induction.

9 months ago, I was Joshua’s mommy, with a big belly and swollen ankles.

IMG_18759 months ago, I’d never squished the cheeks of an angel named Boo, nor caressed the sides of a NICU bassinet, aching to hold my hours old child.

9 months ago, I had never experienced the power of prayer in such a dramatic way.

9 months ago, I thought the verse we’d chosen for Becca’s room was a little odd, but now see how it fits perfectly.

9 months ago, I had no idea what was about to happen … and to this day I can hardly believe it did.

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What a doll

Less than a month ago, we wrapped up our final appointment with a specialist. Becca Boo, the child who stole my heart the moment I laid eyes on her, the moment I for the first time saw her breathe on her own–a shaky, ragged breath, more than 30 minutes after her birth and her subsequent fight for life in the room next door–was discharged from all specialists’ care.The neurologist deemed her “nearly normal and practically perfect” and instructed me to get that child into modeling!

 

The occupational therapist marveled at her “delightful, content, and inquisitive personality” and her on-target social and motor skills.

Just recently, Erik was in touch with an acquaintance from college who is a missionary overseas. He asked how Becca was doing, and told Erik, by name, of all the believers, all over the world, who prayed for our little girl. That she would breathe. That she would be healed. That she would overcome seizures, and brain injury, and that all complications would be avoided.

All over the world, 9 months ago, people prayed for my little girl. My sweet Becca.

Why were these prayers answered to swiftly? So fully? So … positively? Many hundreds of thousands of desperate pleas for healing are sent up every. single. day. Why was our little girl saved? Why?

I rarely let myself go there. I rarely ask “WHY?” and allow the guilt to tempt my mind. I rarely question the gift; instead I’m simply thankful.

I am so incredibly grateful. I do not know how else to say it–it seems to simple to say: THANK YOU.

Thank you God, for protecting my girl.

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Boo loves peanut butter!

Thank you God, for leading us to induction.

Thank you God, for having the right medical team/equipment in place.

Thank you God, that my sister could be there as a support.

Thank you God, that she wasn’t scarred for life. (Pregnant, and due with her first on July 26th!!)

Thank you God, that your people took notice and prayed.

Thank you God, for social media and the power of prayer.

Thank you God, for sweet, sweet Rebecca and for fulfilling in a way I never would have dreamed of and definitely wouldn’t have chosen the verse that now hangs on her wall:

“Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, and before you were born I consecrated you; I appointed you a prophet to the nations.”  1005889_10101469033278440_1791431755_n

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About kristinlindeen

I am Kristin. I am Erik's wife. I am Joshua, Rebecca, and Andrew's mom. I am known nationally as the "QBQ! Daughter" and keynote on Personal Accountability and the QBQ. I am certified in Myers Briggs and am passionate about helping people understand themselves and others better. I am John and Karen's daughter. I am sister to many, mentor to some, friend to others. Most defining, I am Christ's daughter, adopted by God--rescued and saved by grace. And almost every single day, I need to be reminded of that truth. Come say "hi" at www.QBQ.com and of course, browse the blog! I'd love to hear from you, so comment away!
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4 Responses to 9 months and I’m still in awe

  1. Jamie says:

    I hear you my friend. So incredible how God healed sweet Becca and our Jeremiah. I never would have imagined way back in the NWC dorm days that you and I would be able to connect through such tragedy. So thankful for you and for God’s story in your life.

  2. Golly, Kristin! Becca’s story, especially as told by you, still brings me to tears every time. Miracles do happen – more than we realize. We had our own little miracle this week. Your blog this morning prompted me to write about it, but then I realized it is likely poor blog etiquette to write a longer reply than the blog one is replying to, so I wrote it in Word and saved it to my computer 🙂 Thank you for sharing – thank you for your blog. I used to journal/write regularly. At one point I actually considered writing a book. For many reasons, I stopped (the words dried up – they just wouldn’t come). This morning, your blog and the events of this week conspired and the words started flowing. Thank you!

    • Write, Lana, write! It is such a healing process. I often don’t even know that I’m feeling anything deeply until I start writing; and then it all comes out!! Thanks for sharing. Praying for Hannah!

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