No amnio results yet.

Please continue to lift us up in prayer. We did not receive the call about the preliminary amnio results today. I gave them until 3pm and then I called to check and our genetic counselor was in a meeting. The lady I talked to looked to see if our results were in and she did not see them. She said that our genetic counselor would call us tomorrow morning and let us know more after she checked with the lab. I was still hopeful for an "after hours" phone call, but no such luck.

Also I don't know how I missed it, but the responsorial psalm that we sang at church yesterday had an extra verse that I left out in my post accidentally. While Psalm 147 is quite longer than the few verses I posted, I somehow overlooked a significant part that we sang in church, "Glorify the Lord, Jerusalem; Zion, offer praise to your God, Who has strengthened the bars of your gates, blessed your children within you, Brought peace to your borders, and filled you with the finest wheat" Psalm 147:12-14. Wow! Now yesterday's post makes a little more sense why that psalm jumped off the page at me! Thank you Pam, for pointing that out!

Finally, tonight we told Isabel that Mary Grace is sick. I had been rehearsing it in my mind, so I thought it would be easier than it was. Once I told her that we had something we needed to tell her about Mary Grace I paused and for a few seconds the words would just not come out. But then I told her that Mary Grace is sick in Mommy's tummy. I explained that she has boo boos on her body- there is one on her head, boo boos on her hands...Isabel stopped me and told me about when she had a boo boo on her finger. We told her that Mary Grace had a boo boo on her tummy and that she was having a little trouble growing big and strong. I told her that we were going to pray together for God to heal Mary Grace every night before we went to bed and totally unprompted, she asked, "Can we pray for her now?" I replied that we could, and before I could start the prayer, I heard Isabel's little voice begin to pray... (I say "little voice" because when she prays she almost whispers her prayer and sometimes her voice is so light that you can't understand what she says.) But she started out, "Dear God, thank you for our family...*unintelligible*....please help God take away Mary Grace's boo boos and help her grow......Amen." Robert and I looked at each other, I think in disbelief that Isabel had understood the gist of what we just told her and that she had applied it in a prayer without any prompting! What a sweet little blessing and end to the day.