My every breath is an utterance to God Almighty to heal my baby.
Every step says, "please, please, please, please..."
It's time to step in, Lord. Don't ask me to say goodbye. There's so much I want to share with her throughout life. She belongs in our family.
I'm almost to the point of praying only in groans. We're desperate for Your touch, God. It's time for some good news.
My body aches, my stomach is constantly twisted.
There's so much going on in Anna's little body. Too much. Show us Your hand, Father. Gather us close to Your heart somehow. This hurts too much.
PLEASE KEEP PRAYING. Time seems short for a miracle now... it's extremely difficult to find hope as a mama who feels more deeply than I can express.
Here is my angel last night, and me anointing her with my tears. I can't believe how beautiful she is...