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Exactly one week ago at this time I had been at the hospital for 11 hours wondering when they would let me go home, and resigning myself to the fact that I would have to spend the night for observation. I hadn’t been given any information about what, exactly, was being observed since the contractions that had brought me there in the first place had long since subsided, and my borderline-high blood pressure was only borderline. I had had my blood taken twice that day, and the two times I inquired about the results the nurses seemed confused and unaware that results were pending . . .

So exactly one week ago at this time, two doctors came into the room and told me I needed a C-Section now. And so began what has been one of the most difficult, heartbreaking, surreal experiences of my life.

I don’t have the energy to write it all down now, but I need to – if for no other reason than to remember vividly the feelings and emotions and fears I experienced so someday, I might be able to empathize and support someone who finds herself in a similar situation . . .

The good news is that I now have a beautiful, tiny son whom we’ve named Josiah Mikel. Josiah means “God supports and heals,” and we are trusting in that promise as our hearts ache to be able to take him home soon. Shmuel has written more details here.

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