good morning miss morning

I woke up and asked PJ, “are you going to the hospital to feed the girl?” I just wanted to see the smile on her face when she said “No.”

The night went great. Emory slept well and hardly made a noise. We slept like parents of a newborn; wondering if she was still breathing. What a great day today was. All of us at home acting like a family.


Our home at the moment is in Hidalgo, TX. It is between McAllen and the Mexican border. We are blessed to be in a one bed room apartment given to us for a while by Calvary Commission. They are an International Mission organization. http://www.calvarycommission.org/

Emory is very alert and strong. She doesn’t look like she was in the NICU or has had any problem. We continue to watch her closely and have been advised to be careful with visitors and the weather. As best I can remember, her actions are like her older sisters when we brought them home from the hospital. Trinity and Micah are doing well with baby sister. T wants to hold her at all times. Micah wants to crawl up the side of the bassinet and say “baby sister sleeping.” (much cuter in her voice)

PJ’s blood pressure is fine and she is slowly recovering. We are encouraged by all the prayers and messages from you.

This experience is growing us in many ways. One of the most meaningful to me is a new care and desire to pray and stand with those who are battling pain, illness, long stays in hospitals, hurting loved ones. As trying as these past 2 weeks have been to us, I realize that others are enduring much more. As we left the NICU they were preparing for 23week old twins. Some times as we left the 3rd floor labor and delivery, the elevator doors would open on the 2nd floor ICU. The doors many times opened on to tears and desperate faces standing by the locked ICU doors awaiting some news. I am easily overwhelmed and busy with my own plans, thoughts, concerns, goals, and on and on. How many times have I been bothered, frustrated, burdened by something like slow traffic, a red light, a long line, a hitch in the plans I had for my day. All the while, to the left and the right, many were (are) struggling in life or death situations, deep matters of the heart, problems that look like unscalable mountains. And I am upset that McDonald's can't get my order right. Oh how much do I need to change. What a blessing the tension of life can be to blind eyes.