Perspective

We took some pictures that I plan to enter in a baby photo contest that is being held by a local magazine. All proceeds from the entry fees are given to Children's Miracle Network. Even if we don't win I know we are helping a great organization. Here are some of the pictures from our efforts some good, some funny.

Love this pic of my beautiful girl!

Please mommy, no more pictures!

Pic I turned in

Hey there! My name is Ryan and I am cute!

Hmmmmm, What to do?

Pic I turned in

Tyler contemplating his tool choice

Look how cute I am!

Pic I turned in

So to get to the title of this blog. Our God is great! The power of prayer is obviously real. Never for one second have I doubted this fact. I have had thousands upon thousands of people all over the United States, and maybe the world for all I know, praying for me and the safe delivery of my beautiful babies. I count it no accident that I have 3 beautiful miracle baby's. Rusty and I tried for a long time to have children and were blessed with 3. While many think it is a burden I see it as a multiple blessing. As best put in a book I read, "Having a 'bad day' will never even begin to compare to 'any' day of infertility." This is so true, even with multiples. No matter how stressful my life gets I never forget what God has given me. I posted a quote on facebook at one point that I believe explains my situation. It basically says that God will not give me more than I can handle, there are just some days I wish he didn't trust me so much! I have been reminded on two occasions now just how lucky I am. Both of these situations were unfortunately a devastating time to the other families. The first was a family who lost a set of triplets early in pregnancy. At the time I heard about this my children were still in the NICU and it was very much a blessing to know they made it because it certainly was a possibility that they wouldn't have. The second came just today when a friend of mine found out her baby had some problems and had to deliver early. Her baby lived just over five and a half hours. From her explanation one of the problems was the same as what Tyler had and was the reason for my early delivery. She was three weeks further into her pregnancy than I was when I delivered. I found out this news this morning while the kids were still in bed. I went to their room and thanked God for all of them and then stood and stared at Tyler for a while. Once my mom arrived for the day I told her what had happened and we held each other and had a good cry. This is so hard because I cannot imagine how she must feel but I was told during pregnancy that her outcome very well could have been mine. No pregnant mother should ever have to think about what happens if her baby doesn't make it. Unfortunately I did at times picture myself with less or no children and visiting them in the NICU while planning a funeral. I cannot even begin to thank God enough for not making me go through that. My heart goes out to both of these families. There are no words to express the way they feel and there are no words to express my sadness for them. Thank you all for your prayers and thank you for listening to my ramblings. Please remember next time you are having a bad day that God will never give you more than you can handle. If it feels like you can't handle it then you know God may have more faith in you than you have in yourself. You can make it. Anything is possible through God who strengthens us. May our good Lord bless you all!