I cannot believe my littlest will be a year tomorrow. I've been thinking of that day often and it brings me back to the fact that God spoke to me the night before he was delivered. I've often heard people say "God spoke to me" and I've never fully understood what they've meant; did you hear a voice, have a feeling, what do you mean by he spoke to you?
One year ago I was going through an awful time with my pregnancy, Landry wasn't growing well & he definitely wasn't moving inside of me that great. A year agoI had a dream, it was one that shook me to my core & will stay with me forever. I woke up in a cold sweat, with my heart pounding & tears in my eyes. I dreamt that we had lost Landry, that he had died in utero. It felt so real that I could feel the heartache of what could had been. The next morning, I went into the hospital & found out Landry was in distress and needed to be delivered. My dream hadn't come true because I was warned, God had spoken to me. I am forever thankful that my merciful Lord allowed Landry to stay on this Earth & be apart of our family! There isn't a day that goes by that I do not cherish these 3 little miracles that have been given to us.
Happy birthday Landry! You aren't miracle & I love you so much!
