I suspect daisies might start being my jewelry box's favorites. I have my eye on these little numbers.


Andy has had the name Daisy in mind forever for our next girl. We tossed around a few other girl names, but kept coming back to Daisy. Really, she has always been Daisy.

We hardly entertained the fact that she might not be our Daisy here on earth, our hope didn't die until she did. So, her middle name had to mean "warrior", she was going to make it. She was going to be just like my mom, strong and faithful. My mom who told us from the very beginning that God is faithful. Plain and simple, yet if you knew more of her life and the hardships she's gone through, "God is faithful" testifies of much more. My mom is a warrior and even in our battle she was there fighting with us faithful to the Lord's plan. Daisy Lou.

Her name will mean different things at different times, but a daisy will never be the same to us again. We love how it is a happy and everyday flower. Right now, our house is filled with bunches and bouquets of them. As they start to wither we take them to that little mound of dirt to lay atop and cry some tears.

Naked she came from my womb and naked shall she return there. The Lord gave her to us and the Lord has taken her away, blessed be the name of the Lord. In all this, let us not sin or charge God with wrong. 

(Job 1:21-22 paraphrased)

It was a beautiful 2 degree day. Both of our families huddled together, sharing words of comfort and hope. I could say SO much, for there has been so much fullness in our emptiness, and glimmers of joy in our sadness. Every time I wrestle with the Lord on taking her, He gently wins. He reminds me that in acceptance lieth peace.
I can testify that in my sorrow and loss He has been my "El Shaddai", 'the God who is Enough'. Each time when my heart aches more than I think I can bear, He comes with soothing relief.

"O Lord, you have searched me and known me, You understand my thought afar off and are aquainted with all my ways. You have hedged me behind and before and laid Your hand upon me. Even Your hand shall lead me and  Your right hand shall hold me. Even the night shall be light about me." Ps. 139


"He is not all we would ask for (if we were honest), but it is precisely when we do not have what we would ask for, and only then, that we can clearly perceive His all sufficiency. Is is when the sea is moonless that Lord has become my Light." Elisabeth Elliot

Daisy  Lou Moffitt

 ("eye of the day") ("warrior", after my mom)

 born January 2nd 7:17a.m.

14.6 oz 9.5 in

She is in the arms of Jesus. Our arms are empty and our heart's broken.

We are praising the Lord for His presence and for my safety.

She is beautiful and in a place of peace and happiness.

More Details

Well, I'm back in the hospital at 22 weeks pregnant. Our heads our swirling a bit. One minute we feel hopeful and at peace. The next, we fight worry and fear.

Medical facts

• I am at risk for my placenta tearing away which would be fatal to the baby at this point.

• I could bleed to much and need a transfusion or worse.

• I am on the edge of preterm labor, right now at bay with use of 2 meds.

• I will most likely have a emergency c-sec, high risk delivery and preemie baby.

• Docs say they cannot save the baby before 24 weeks.

• Of course, there is a whole new set of dangers and decisions that come with a pre-term/undeveloped baby.

• I will possibly leave the hospital tomorrow until I have another "incident" and most likely be back in 2 weeks for the rest of my pregnancy since at that point the baby is viable and needs to be at in quick proximity to medical help.
  

These are some of the worries, not to sound dooms day, but to just give you more of idea of what's going on. We also know that the outcome can be more positive than these risks. They are calling my condition a placental abruption with possible accreta. However, yesterday's ultrasound showed I have a good portion of my placenta intact and baby is not affected.

Practical Facts

• The kids are staying at my parents right now - 1 hour from us. We are so thankful for a secure place for them.
• We may need to make longer terms decisions about their schooling, activity involvement, keeping them near us, their friends, and their church...
  
• We are getting meals from our church family.
• Our church family is at our beck and call. Not to mention, co-workers, neighbors, and town friends.
  
• Andy is trying to stay on top of work, house, kid arrangements, me, putting down flooring and just emotional stress.
• We love visitors! Either at the hospital or home.

 I don't want to have a blog pity party or make things bigger than they are. But so many have asked for more details and I am giving them for prayer's sake. Thank you SO much for those prayers! We love you all!

Side Notes

I wish I had my camera here to share my lovely hospital habitat. Ha! Or at least my beautiful flowers.
I'm actually really busy here!

You know, blogging, reading Francine Rivers, working on photo books for 3 kiddos, transferring this blog into a hard copy book, phone calls, eating, soaking up the Word, visitors, watching HGTV, hanging out with my love, and of course be poked and prodded by nurses.

Don't feel sorry for me!

We'll be expecting a promo check in the mail

On the Eve of His Birth

Look at what I'm lounging under. Naphtali sent me a beautiful quilt and book (2 actually)! Thank you ma'm!

Staring at the ceiling today...
Well, not quite, but it's a quiet Christmas eve with the kids all up at Grandma and
Grandpa's. They are playing games with their aunts and uncle while we are recovering from another trip to the hospital. Without going into the gory details, I am doing fine and we were thankful to be sent home after only 8 hours. The answers are still not clear, but my speculation is that I just have a subchorionic hemorrhage and the ailments that go with it. Praying that is goes away and I can have a normal pregnancy.

Thinking on: "Who being the brightness of His glory, and the express image of His person, and upholding all things by the word of His power, when he had by Himself purged our sins, sat down on the right hand of the Majesty on high. When He bringeth in the firstbegotten into the world, He saith, And let all the angels of God worship Him." Heb 1:3&6
How much His birth brought this world!
 

By the way, online Christmas shopping has taken on a whole new meaning.

Lots of brown paper packages on our front porch bringing little excitements to our days. Also, all those Christmas cards that the postman has been bringing. Our ultimate favorite is Josh and Brooke's - I'm still laughing!

Our family has been spoiled rotten lately. We are so blessed with how the Lord uses His own to cheer and care for us. People we didn't even know liked us have done such sweet things.

Today I'm listening to Sara Groves' Christmas album amidst a nail gun and saw. Dear husband in starting to lay new hardwood floors while I'm offering no help, unless you count questions and suggestions...or reprimandings him every time he says, "dang it".

Kitty, Patches, is driving me crazy. Apparently I'm a pathetic & helpless candidate for her to pounce on and scratch or eat my snacks. Sigh.

The kids and other family might show up later to beat the freezing roads. Then we will eat Shawna's pesto/mozzarella calzones & sherry tomato soup (These dear friends personally delivered 5 delicious freezer meals to us!) and after the kids will unwrap and model their Christmas pajamas.

Merry Christmas to you all! Our friends and family mean so much to us this Christmas!

Our Savior's presence becomes more real each year as we know Him more!

Emmanuel, God is with us.