Credit Where Credit Is Due

We've had a sort of miracle.

As was mentioned before, being sick as a dog is something I'm no stranger to. When I knew I was going to be sick again for a while, I was anticipating to be sick until at least half way to when the baby got here.

We always hung on to the bizarre hope that my sickness might taper off in early second trimester, as it usually does for "normal" mommas. It's never happened for me before, but there was always hope that things could be different this time.

Then the strangest thing happened. The sickness tapered way down all of the sudden. And sooner than it ever has before! With all seriousness it took several days for the realization to sink in--it was really happening! I honestly couldn't believe it!

For days I was in denial. Then I went through a phase of crazy guilt--I didn't deserve this!

But slowly I've come to embrace the humbling fact underneath it all--we're being blessed! It took a lot of faith to get this far. But even more so the faith that has been supporting us from friends and family cannot be ignored.

We have had so many ward members and friends in the neighborhood praying for a sick momma. Our families have prayed for a miracle that the sickness would go away soon. Those prayers have undeniably been answered.

While this has been a testimony growing experience, it transformed in a way I couldn't imagine. My understanding of the atonement covering not only my sins, but my pains and infirmaries, has grown so much. I am never alone. As that testimony grew, I also believed I was meant to endure this trial, not to be rescued from it. I accepted it fully. But I also believe that sometimes we are often left in troubling waters until the true moment we embrace our trials and learn our lesson.

That is where this miracle took place.

The surreal experience of calling to be discharged from home health services was liberating. Still picking up my prescriptions a few days later keeps my pride in check though. ;) I still have my days, and they are a fresh reminder of my trials. Compared to days past, it's hard to complain.

I have a loving Heavenly Father, who loves me. He watches out for me. He is fully aware of my life, my struggles, and my joys. He knows exactly who to place in my life, to say the right thing, and to help me along my way. I believe in helping angels. I also believe there are people around us that do angels' work. I cannot even begin to express my full appreciation for every single person who has helped me or my family the last new months.

May I never forget to give credit where credit is due.