Friday, February 11th

February 11, 2011- I awoke at 4:20 in the morning to water pouring out of my body. I knew what it was the moment it happened, though I couldn't quite make sense of how this could be happening when I'm only 21 weeks along. Once your water breaks you have to get the baby out, right? If he comes out now, he's too under-developed to survive....I sat with these thoughts for a few minutes and then woke Jason up. We subsequently rushed to the nearest ER. Upon entrance, they ran tests for infection and performed an ultra sound, which confirmed my water had indeed broken. There was no way to identify the cause. And this was not a small leak. 100% of my fluid was gone. He will reproduce fluid as I intake it, but it will continue to leak out. The toughest part of the news was that my son was still 3 weeks from "viability," meaning that if he was born now, he would not survive. We could only wait and pray that for 3 more weeks, infection didn't set in and I didn't go into labor. After 3 weeks, if he comes, they can intervene to help him survive. There's still the issue of the fluid, however. See, even if we make it 3 weeks with no infection and no labor, his lungs can't develop without the presence of fluid. So all we can do is wait for God to do a miracle. Seal up the rupture to allow the amniotic sack to refill with fluid....or develop my son in the absence of the fluid, so he can survive when he's forced to come out here. And so our journey begins....

Sunday, February 13, 2011

Day 3

It's day 3 since the rupture. I didn't feel him as much yesterday, which worried me, but today he is as active as ever! I seem to be leaking far more fluid today than yesterday, which is encouraging because it means he's producing it, yet discouraging because it means the rupture hasn't been healed yet.

We're still seeing an outpouring of support through prayer and visitors. I love that so many people are in agreement as we pray for this miracle. I also love having my closest friends around to bring me love and help me through each tough day on the couch. All I can get up for is potty and shower. If you know me, you know that's some discipline (and you probably don't believe I'm actually doing it)! Psalm 46:10 has always been a favorite verse of mine, because of it's paradoxical simplicity and profoundness, but it has never resonated so much as it does today. "Be still and know that I am God."

We're 17 days away from admission to the hospital. No infection or labor thus far. All praise to God. Please keep us free of those two things and either heal the rupture or develop my boy in the absence of fluid. I know I serve a God who can. Begging You to demonstrate Your miraculous Power in my son.
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  1. UnknownFebruary 13, 2011 at 8:03 PM

    You are in thoughts all day long Shauna...I have faith that prayers will be answered! Stay tough pretty

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  2. AnonymousFebruary 13, 2011 at 8:43 PM

    We are praying for you and yours. Love you Shauna!

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