Sure, there are complicated Latin words for our unborn child’s heart defects. Doctor’s have fancy medical terms to explain an undeniable and sad fact…
Our baby has a broken heart.
And now, so do we.
We’ll know more about the baby’s prognosis in a few weeks when we return to the fetal cardiologist.
In the meantime, the nights are long as I try to shove aside feelings of sadness and worry. The days are long as I count my blessings for our healthy toddler and pray for her little sibling.
Mostly, I’m trying to have faith that, come what may, peace and blessings will surely follow.