We are...

Home. Praise the Lord! I was quite surprised that we got to come home today because Jack still needed a little bit of oxygen during the night. However, our little fella is doing really well. He has been smiling and cooing at me. Oh, how it does this mama good! I loved being able to sit in our living room, in our glider, and rock that sweet baby without a mask or gloves on. Jack has an appointment with his pediatrician in the morning and then my mom is going to bring Ellie Kate and Emmett home. I cannot wait to see those babies! We have alot going on right now in our family, but the Lord is faithful to just let me be where I am each day. "Even to your old age and gray hairs I am He, I am He who will sustain you. I made you and I will carry you; I will sustain you and I will rescue you." -Isaiah 46:4

Update on My Little Jack

Jack has had a good, somewhat restful day.
He is still in the special care unit.
He is still on oxygen.
His color is great and his blue eyes are bright.
His little horsed cry is getting stronger.
His Mommy is thankful for so many things.
I am, of course, mentally and emotionally tired.
I am also being upheld by grace beyond anything I can see or imagine.
God is God and I am glad.

If you have a moment, click on my husband's blog.
I love that man.

Another Update

Jack has had a really good day. He was taken off of the ventilator. I got to sit and hold him.
I stared intently at that little guy. I got to stroke his head with gloved hands and sing to him with a mask on my face. I got to tell him about all of the people who love him and are praying for him.

It seems that the reality of where we are is beginning to set in for me. Jack looks wonderful compared to where he was just a few short days ago. At the same time, I have those moments when I see my precious baby and realize just how sick he has been and how sick he still is. I know that he is receiving the best care possible. All the while, he is my fragile little one. Even more so, I know that Jack belongs to the Lord. God has been and continues to be so good to us.

His grace has covered us with an amazing peace. I am sure that hindsight will afford me even more opportunities to marvel at His care for us.

Thank you all so much for each and every prayer.

I am so humbled.

"Jesus loves the Baby. This Mommy knows. For the Bible tells the Mommy so. Little ones to Him belong. They are weak, but He is strong. Yes, Jesus loves the Baby. Yes, Jesus loves the Baby. Yes, Jesus loves the Baby. The Bible tells the Mommy so."

Praise the Lord!

Jack tested negative for meningitis. He is still on a ventilator in the picu, but has started breathing on his own. He had a good day and I was able to stare at him for a good long while:)
The Lord has definitely given us a peace in the last 24 hours that could only come from Him. I am quite humbled by the outpouring of love and support from so many that we know as well as those we've never even met. We have truly been embraced by the body of Christ. We are overwhelmed by His goodness shown to us.

Update

Thank you for each and every prayer.
I took Jack back to the doctor last night. We were taken by ambulance to the hospital. He was struggling to breath and having seizures. He was put on a ventilator and airlifted to Children's Hospital in Birmingham. They did a spinal tap on him. We should get the results today. We were able to see him at about three this morning.
I spoke with his nurse this morning and we are very confident with how he is doing.
My Lord is taking care of my precious little Jack.

Asking...

for your prayers.

My precious little one has RSV.

I do believe one of the hardest things to experience is the sickness of an infant/child. Each breath that Jack draws is a struggle. He is very pale. Just a few days ago he was cooing and smiling and now he is constantly exhausted and not very responsive.

At this point he does not need to be hospitalized. He will be okay.

I sing, "Jesus Loves Me", to baby Jack. The words,"Little ones to Him belong. They are weak, but HE is strong", play over and over in my mind. I hold onto those words and ask the Lord to make my little one strong.