I was working upstairs this morning at the restaurant I’ve been employed at for the last four years, I had a very busy day and today I’m five months pregnant and some days. Not only am I very emotional but I got a call from my doctor this morning and they want me to come back to Charlotte to see a specialist tomorrow for another ultrasound even though I was there yesterday. They found spots on my baby’s heart that could ultimately mean nothing but potentially mean some thing and I didn’t feel too worried until they called me back today because a few of their ultrasound images weren’t clear exactly clear to rule some risk factors out. This is my second little girl, so I’ve been trying not to stress since we found the spots yesterday. When I walked downstairs to leave my manager handed me a little bag from whomever left me this special special gift that I needed today. I cry while writing this because of any and all days that I needed something like this, today was the day. I thank God and whoever dropped this sweet gift off for me. No matter what, my family and my little girls and I are truly blessed. I needed this reassurance that no matter what God is looking over the both of us. I pray that my little girl is healthy and happy and I know we’re in God’s hands.
A million thank you‘s to the sweet soul that left me this gift today.