Unexpected blessings

This past weekend was our boys baptism. It was a beautiful ceremony. Many of my in laws family came help celebrate the blessing of our boys.

After the ceremony the priest came over to congratulate us and my MIL's sister told him that I was the one that they had talked about. Next thing I know, his hand is on my head and he is praying for me. Praying that God watch over me, that he keeps me healthy so that I can continue taking care of my beautiful family. He asked God to give me the strength to fight off sickness and fears. He blessed me.

I have never been a very religious person. I believe in God and heaven, but growing up we didn't go to church every Sunday. When I found out I was sick, I prayed more than I have ever prayed in my life. And here I am today. With a healthy baby, after I was told I might have to deliver at 28 weeks. At home, even though I was told I was going to be very sick. I am alive!

After my blessing everyone kept asking me how I felt. If I felt better now. I wasn't sure what I was feeling. Overwhelmed maybe. That night I got sick and felt like my head was going to explode. But in the morning, I felt better.

It wasn't until we got home that I figured out exactly what it was I was feeling. I don't feel better physically. But for the first time in a long time, I really believe that everything is going to be OK. I know its going to get ugly down the road, but I have faith that God will get me though it. I feel blessed and I know that I truly am!