Here I am again.....

Yes, I actually am blogging again, surprising I know.  We have not had internet for two months and getting it where we live has been a chore, but that is another story. 
Today I saw a rainbow and it reminded me again of the blessings I have been given. 
This week my son, Justin, celebrated his ninth birthday.  Oh how time has flown, and oh the memories we have made together.  But nine years ago we thought there would be no Justin.  We had tried for seven years to concieve another child after having our twins, Austin and Alyssa.  Through three miscarriages, a D & C, and many false hopes I was pregnant, God blessed us with getting pregnant with Justin.  At six weeks pregnant I started cramping and my doctor decided to do an ultrasound, at that time everything looked okay.  But I continued to cramp and bleed.  So two weeks later I went in for another check and had another ultrasound.  This time the doctor told me that the baby was not growing and that I needed to go in the next morning early and have a D&C because that was the best thing to do. 
Well God does speak to His children.  And Jon and I at the same time told the doctor that we did not feel this was a miscarriage like before, and that we would like to do blood work to make sure the baby was not growing. 
The doctor-not a Christian I learned later-said that he did not go by blood tests but if we would feel better he would go ahead and do one. 
So that we did....
We went home, waiting for the results, waiting for the dreaded news of before, but just hanging on to the hope that we had that God would see us through, and if we did not get to keep this pregnancy, well He had  a reason.  But it was a long, long four hours of waiting.
Four hours later, the phone call, and it was not the nurse, it was the doctor, and I found this odd indeed.  But as he began to speak, a peace and calm came over me, and I knew everything was okay.  Though that was not confirmed yet, the doctor said the blood test showed that the baby was indeed growing and the numbers were high, and we needed to go right then and have an ultrasound at the hospital on better equipment. 
So off we went quickly, and waited our turn.  I knew the ultrasound techs due to being an xray tech for so many years at the same hospital.  I was explaining the story to them and what the events of our day had held, and she placed the ultrasound probe on my stomach and immediately said: Look, there is your baby's heart beat and it is beating so fast and so healthy.  God was in control!!!!!!! 
With tears in our eyes of joy, and so much reassurance that He was going to make this work, we left and had to call everyone to let them know we would for sure be adding a new addition to our family in seven more months. 
The months passed and we continued our normal visits with a few extra in between and it was time for our sixteen week visit to do the routine blood test to make sure the baby did not have downs or spina bifida or any other chromosomal defect.  With my twins the result should have been elevated and abnormal because there were two of them.  But it was normal.  Which was a false test reading. 
A few days passed and we were called with the results, they were abnormal and this put a new set of possibilites on the table now.  But we knew He was still in control, and whatever happened was going to be okay.  On the way home we saw a rainbow, and that was our sign to us that God was still in control, He still kept His promises and a peace we needed that day. 
We found out soon after that we would be having another little boy, and we were so excited.  The ultrasound showed he was growing great, had no defects and no chromosomal markers were evident, that was a releif.
The pregnancy went on normally, and time for the wonderful glucose tolerance test came.  Drinking the wonderful orange fizzed out soda, it is just something you never forget.  Well of course, could the test be normal?  NO!  I had to go in for my second test, and this time drink more and stay most of the day with no food, and that is not good for a pregnant woman's temper!!!  The results for the second test came out abnormal too.  So here we went on a new journey. 
I began insulin shots and seeeing a specialist for high risk pregnancies.  It was not as bad as I thought it would be and it did give me a better view of our baby because we had to go every two weeks to start with and have ultrasounds, and then weekly to make sure he was not getting too big.  Insulin was only for a few months, and it was okay, because two more times during my pregnancy when I was discouraged and afriad, God made a rainbow and I knew that was our special sign to know He was there.
The week before he was due we decided to go to Longhorns, I had craved their chicken fingers and chieken wraps the whole pregnancy and I was really wanting it that night too.  While at Longhorns, I was having very bad indigestion pain, pains in the front of my stomach which was not normal for labor pains for me, and our waitress who was a good friend said, well that is how my labor was, and that is what made us go to the hospital on the 13th of March. 
My contraction came and went for several hours and they kept me overnight.  I was told the next morning that I was going to go home, and I guess Justin heard that cause my contractions started again. 
Around 2:30 that afternoon we were rolled into the labor OR because I had to have a C-section because of my previous one,,  While rolling in Justin did some major flips, and I mentioned that to the doctor when he came in, that he was flipping harder than he ever had in knots it seemed. 
Well as if nothing else weird could happen, I had an epidural but it just did not seem that it was working. So I told the nurses that when they put the betadine on my stomach to clean the area for surgery, and she said oh, it is just a cold sensation that is normal.  Well, it was not, the doctor began cutting on my lower left side and NO the epidural was not working I felt EVERY bit of it.  So needless to say, I had to be put to sleep.  It is a good thing though, when they cut into my placenta to break the water and grab Justin, he was blue.  When he did all the flipping in my stomach he had gotten the cord wrapped around his neck and Jon said you could hear a pin drop in the room it was so quiet. 
Well, obviously, God had big plans for Justin's life because he survived, he had a great apgar once they got the cord off of his neck.  And he was very normal, healthy and had great lungs.
My gestational diabetes did go away as soon as he was born.  And Justin had Colic the first few months, but oh what a baby he was.  And what personality he had from the start.  We called him little boy blue, because it seemed all we put him in was blue.  And he had the bluest eyes! My dad called him Justin time, and Justin case.  And he was and still is our little buddy.
Well here we are nine years later.  And they tell you that each child is different and  so that for sure is the case.  My twins are different as night and day from each other, and Justin is completely different from them.
And that is great.  Because He has so many wonderful traits about him, and he is Justin!
God blessed me with a special little boy that is my miracle little boy, and many people judge him because he is outspoken and does not do things their way, but everyone is different, and God made us all.  He is so smart, so intelligent, so creative, so handsome, so funny, so loving, so not shy, so in love with Jesus, such a big vocabulary, so caring, so inquisitive, so outgoing, so great!  And so GOD'S! 
I hate that people judge a child by their standards, and that they forget that God made us all unique in our own ways for a plan that He has for us.  And it is not our place to judge at all. 
He is my special boy,, and oh how blessed and thankful I am that nine years later, he has turned into a wonderul young man that is not afriad to tell you or anyone about Jesus, he meets no stranger, and he is not ashamed to witness or tell you that Jesus is alive. Often I hear him singing in another room to the top of his lungs, and it is always praise and worship songs.
Just recently he told me that the people in children's church just don't get it, Jesus is real, and we are singing songs about Him, you should show it when you sing, don't just stand there but show you know the meaning of what you are singing.  WOW!  He gets it!!
So...today I am once again blessed...what God has in store for my Justin is yet to be seen, but it is pretty big, he saved him from death several times before birth, and He saved him from death after birth to one day live with Him, I know that he is going to make such a difference in this world,  I can't wait to see it. 
Thank you Lord for Justin.

I am truly SO BLESSED!!!!!!