Below is the sequence of text messages between Joanna and myself from the moment Jimmy and I found out that we were pregnant to the moment that we found out we were loosing the baby. These texts are unedited, unaltered snapshots of our conversations throughout this time. Looking back throughout these messages as I read from one stage to the next, each exciting and horrific scene over those four confusing weeks plays out in my mind. These messages are part of our story…. They’re all frozen moments in time that have taken us to where we are now. Take heart my dear friends, if you're walking through hard times. Our story doesn’t stop here. It is still being written and so is yours. The Lord is not finished with any of us yet. Today as I look through these messages I am reminded of those moments that have brought us here and hopeful for those moments that have yet to unfold.
“Give thanks to the Lord, for he is good; His love endures forever.” Psalm 107:1
“Tell your children about it in the years to come, and let your children tell their children. Pass the story down from generation to generation.” Joel 1:3
*This was right before the Doctor's decided to try the first dose of methotrexate before resorting to surgery.
*These snapshots are just brief overviews up to the week where I received my second dose of Methotrexate and then the following week went in for Emergency Surgery.