After a long blog hiatus, I hope to be back to blogging more consistently! I'm toying with different ideas for how to use this blog, but for now, I'll just do my normal thing.
Today we went to Nationwide Children’s Hospital in Westerville
to get an ultrasound of Julia’s hips.
The pediatrician was concerned about the clicking she heard when she
rotated Julia’s hips. The
ultrasound showed that her hips are just fine – praise God! – but the more
amazing part of the story is what happened in the waiting room before the
appointment.
I was waiting when a woman about my age entered with her
10-month-old daughter, who looked like she might have Down Syndrome. I couldn’t take my eyes off her; she
was so sweet. I finally decided to
introduce myself, hoping it wouldn’t come across as rude to the other
mother. “Excuse me, I don’t mean
to be rude, but does your daughter have Down Syndrome?” With a brilliant smile, the mom (whose
name was Ciera), said, “No, but she does have another rare chromosomal
disorder. How about you?” I introduced Julia to her and confirmed
that she does have Down Syndrome and is 2 months old. She asked if I had any other children, and I mentioned
Natalie. She stared at me for a
moment, and then asked, “You don’t live in New Albany, do you? In the [our development]?” I smiled and said we do. She laughed and said that her friend, Maurnie,
had told her about me.
You see, about 3 weeks ago, I took the girls for a walk (in our
amazing new double stroller! Love
that thing.). I met Maurnie, one
of the very few neighbors I’ve met so far, and after she continued to comment
on how tiny Julia was, I decided to tell her that Julia has Down Syndrome. She was extremely nice, and after
learning I was new to the area, she wanted me to stop by her house later to get
babysitter recommendations/phone numbers (something I completely forgot to do).
It turns out that Maurnie had told Ciera about Julia and
I. How amazing is it that God
orchestrated all of these events so that I could meet this cheerful and kind
mom, who already knew about me.
There were so many little details that “just worked out.” We exchanged phone numbers and have already been in contact! One of my concerns in going to the Down Syndrome support groups is that
it will just be one big griping session.
I am just really hoping for a friend who has an overall positive outlook on this
experience. Goodness knows I don’t
always feel super positive, but I don’t want to surround myself with that.
This experience was also really encouraging because last night,
I went to bed discouraged, and prayed that the Lord would continue to remind us
of his presence and provision for us, as He had done so clearly
previously. What a swift answer to
prayer!
In closing, on a practical note – you know how I always say I
hate insurance? Well, I don’t any
more. Thanks to United Healthcare,
our $41,000 NICU bill will only cost us $750. I am so grateful for this!!
Such a proud moment! We haven't started physical therapy yet, but look at her hard work!
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