This month marks a very important day in my life. It is a day that changed what I had "planned" forever. One year ago Heath and I had found out that we were going to be expecting a new little addition to our family. Arland was going to have a brother! We couldn't be more happy. We had been "planning" our future. Our little family would be growing and soon we would outgrow our little red brick house. We put our house up for sale and had big plans to move back to our small town we grew up in. We found our dream house and we were determined to have it! We had a buyer for our house and everything was falling into place. Heath was in school and was debating on whether he wanted to take a semester off to work on the "new house." We both felt like our life was so exciting! But in the back of both our minds something felt different. I started showing signs of my little babe having problems. At 18 weeks I went to the hospital for bleeding. Dangerously low amniotic fluid followed that with "signs" of my water breaking. On march 2, 2013 I woke up feeling extremely cramped on my lower right side. It was so painful that I laid on the bed crying. Heath called his parents to take arland and off to the hospital we went. I sat on the hospital bed doing a non- stress test making sure the baby was ok. Heath and I waited for a couple of hours before a doctor came in to do and ultrasound. They were optimistic everything was ok. Baby was sounding great, and I was no longer in pain. The doctor left the room and I felt like I peed my pants. My water broke. I yelled to Heath to get the doctor. They tested the fluid and it came back positive for amniotic fluid. I couldn't breathe or speak. They told me that they would be sending me to the university of utah by helicopter. Heath would have to drive. I couldn't think. I felt so alone, and scared. My doctor held my face in his hands and looked at me in the eyes and said "It's going to be ok, you are not alone. And this is not your fault." I cried as the life flight team came in. One of the life flight nurses held my hand and told me that she wouldn't leave me. I felt comforted by her. Like I had known her forever. I felt connected to these people that helped me that took care of me. I wrote more about this day 1 year ago on my blog. I wrote about my fear, my faith in these people and the love I was shown that day. But I will never forget the comfort I felt from my Heavenly Father that day, and every day after that. It is a time in my life I will never forget.
