Miracle

I had another miracle happen that I am so very grateful for. I had a strong feeling a few weeks ago on a Saturday that I needed to get family pictures done as soon as possible. I checked the photographer's schedule and became discouraged that there was one cancellation appointment available for Monday morning, otherwise it was booked out thru mid December. I felt so strongly that I needed to take that Monday appointment and pull family pictures together at the last minute. (That is normally not me. I'm a planner and like plenty of time to make every detail perfect and stress over it.) I surprised myself by booking the appointment, raced to the store to find coordinating outfits for everyone, and ran and got my hair cut all in about three hours. I had no idea what my drive was, but knew I needed to.

Later on that weekend the feeling hit me a couple times that I would miscarry. I dismissed that thought. But as Monday morning came I began lightly cramping and spotting. I felt again I would miscarry. In between phone calls with the nurses and a first prenatal visit, we got our family pictures taken. As soon as we were finished we ran to the hospital and saw our baby on ultrasound. The doctor said everything looked normal and not to lose hope. I got blood work done and came back home. I miscarried the next morning.

I am soooo grateful to have our family pictures! These are the only pictures we have all together with Baby Vic in my tummy. I know I was prompted to get these pictures done in that tiny window of time. I am sure that whomever canceled their Monday morning session was inspired to do so. I am in awe that all these pieces fit intricately together. I see it as a gift from my Heavenly Father who already knew how important that family picture would be to me. This same thing happened a year ago when we were prompted to get family pictures when I was pregnant with Tesslee, too.

*One other special side note, I wondered how sensitive the photographer would be about us incorporating Tesslee Bear into our pictures. The photographer pulled me aside in the middle of the shoot and said how much she loved that we have a Tesslee Bear for our daughter. She shared that her mother passed away when she was young and they always try to include something that represents her mother in their family pictures too. I felt like that was another tiny detail that was no coincidence.*

The more I look for tender mercies in my life, the more I find them.