Thought I would clean the desk today. It's needed done after piling everything on it to clean for the childrens' program. While cleaning it off, I came across a notebook. I opened it and began tearing up. Okay, maybe I'm a little hormonally emotional today, but it still touches my heart. You see, today is Benaiah's birthday. When I sit and think about how his life was formed and how I had to rely on the Father to protect me and him through the last stage of his pregnancy, I can't help but have tears for what God has done for me. You can read how I spent the last 4 weeks in the hospital with Benaiah's pregnancy here. It starts with his birth and as you scroll down it goes backwards of the story.
Back to my dirty desk. I sat many hours in the hospital but was blessed with visitors of family and friends. Here are a few of the signatures in the notebook that a friend brought me. We had everyone sign it before they left. I wish now that I would have taken more pictures of those that came and how we spent our time. It all meant so much to me, but I have faint memories of certain moments, and strong memories of other moments. Some that bring me big smiles and others that bring me tears of happiness because they were so meaningful.
This time, 6 years ago, I was holding my little guy after a very hard and painful labor and delivery. It all seems like a dream, but I know that it wasn't and am thankful I'm on the other side of it all. I sure don't take my health for granted after that whole incident. Six years ago, right now, some of you may have been getting phone calls or text messages after you had been waiting all night to hear how we were doing and if baby had arrived yet. We sure had a great support of loved ones pulling for us in prayer.
Today, I could look at Benaiah and just cry. He's my most challenging and most affectionate child. He's full of adventure, life, and jokes. He's a super hard worker, willing helper, and loves to be outside doing whatever he can with his tractors and bike.