Checking In ❤️

On Wednesday, I was admitted to the hospital because I started bleeding. I can’t describe how scared we were when I lost the biggest blood clot of my life. Robert and I clungged to each and sobbed as we feared the worst.
We were relieved when we saw baby Veronica still kicking with a strong heartbeat in the ultrasound.
After 4 hours, the bleeding stopped. I felt it stop so suddenly and told the doctor. “I don’t think I’m bleeding anymore.” I went to the restroom, and it was clear, but they still did an invasive ultrasound to rule out the placenta.
When he and my specialist came back, they scratched their heads. “We can’t find the cause of bleeding or why it stopped so suddenly. It’s so weird, but we are going to keep you in case you go into labor.” They are taking excellent care of me. I’m on treatments to give the baby stronger possibilities of pulling through.
Their final explanation was, “Maybe it was a clot that finally made its way out after the surgery two weeks ago.”
My human mind nodded at the scientific explanation.
However, I smile because I also know that family and close friends were praying for us. I also know that around the precise time my bleeding stop my mom was in the waiting room praying with two other people. My mind might nod at what they say, but my heart sings, “It’s a God thing.”
I feel like the paralyzed man in Mark chapter 2 when his friends tore the roof down to get him to Jesus. For even though I cried out in the restroom, “Jesus make it stop!” my fear had paralyzed me, but the prayers of others carried me through.
I also feel as grateful as the woman in Mark 5 who had an issue of bleeding for 12 years.
27 When she heard about Jesus, she came up behind him in the crowd and touched his cloak, 28 because she thought, “If I just touch his clothes, I will be healed.” 29 Immediately her bleeding stopped and she felt in her body that she was freed from her hardship.
My heart sings His praises!
I don’t know what lies ahead, but I see His hand on us ❤️.