Praying for you

Evie tonight you are having an operation to fix your tiny intestine.
We're blessed tonight by having God deliver an amazing Dr. named Stein.

He's saved many children i'm sure and drove in many cases many miles to do so. From meeting him I can tell that he is going to do the the best job any doctor could do.

I believe that out of all the doctors in the world that could be here tonight - god put him in your path to help you come home as a healthy baby girl.

Your mama is worried sick, but I know deep in her heart she knows that God and her daddy are watching over you.

From you being at this hospital and for putting these wonderful doctor's and nurses in your path - you were meant to be here and everything that is happening is happening for a reason.

Your mama may not know it yet, but she will do all she can to make sure you are protected and safe. She is going to do her best to stay healthy for you so that you can be healthy too.

Right now it's 12:20am - I guess it's already saturday. Dr. Stein is going to operate on you. We're waiting in your mama's room to hear the good news that all is well. We've called people and sent emails. Your great grandmother, your grandmother(s), aunts, and cousins are praying for you right this minute. People I've never met are praying for you right this minute.

Your beautiful mother is praying for you. And I know not a moment passes that you are not in her thoughts. We love you very much and we know with all the prayers and God's blessing you will be well taken care of.

I've asked God that he protect you, and that he give you a path where you - yourself can one day help people - as they have helped you at this hospital. I don't know if one day you'll be a nurse or a doctor, or perhaps someone who works with children, but I know that I'll do my best to encourage you to help people as those who have and will help you.

I believe that God has a plan for you to do many great things in this world. I believe that your mama is going to teach to to be the best woman you could ever be. And I know that her heart is worried right now, but she'll be so happy when she sees you're better.

I asked your mama what she'd like me to type right now as we sit in her hospital bed - me on a laptop typing my heart to this blog, and her next to me - her warm feet near mine. She's crying a little bit because she's worried about you. However I know we just have to hold on and wait for God to show her that he's watching over you. Dr. Stein is taking good care of you right now, and soon perhaps a matter of hours - our phone will ring and your mama will feel much better.

This is going to be a longer blog entry than usual, because I want to record as much I can at this moment so you'll know later on how much your mama and daddy love you. There is no other place in the world we'd rather be than here in this hospital with you.

Your mama won't tell me what to type, so I'll just keep on typing what I'm thinking because knowing that one day you'll read this makes me feel calm and happy. Not because you'll know what happen so long ago, but so you know that every moment of your life we loved you.

Hopefully by the time you read this, I'm still good looking and your mama still loves me. Ha!

I bet you've grown up knowing several uncles. Uncle Frank,Uncle Aaron, and Uncle John. They all have special qualities that I'm sure made you smile many times and made you a happy little girl.

I know that right now sitting in this hospital room, the future seems so scary for me and your mom, but I know that there are many people God put in your path and ours for a reason.

Today auntie Tooktook introduced to a little girl named Eva which your mama tried to get me to name you! Anyway Eva was also a 24 week old baby, and she had many of the hurdles that you are having and have had. The thing is Eva is so close to your name and her situtation was much like yours there is no doubt that God had auntie Tooktook introduce us (not directly) to show us God was giving us a sign, that although you may have tough times, you're going to be alright.

It's now 12:40am and I'm still typing, I don't think I've ever typed so many thoughts at one time. Your mama is watching and listening as I type, and maybe just crying a little bit too. I think she knows that what I'm typing is true, but mama's always worry a lot about their babys even if they know that God is watching over them. Your daddy is trying to be strong but he's also very scared.

Your mama just rubbed my hand when I typed that. I think she's trying to comfort daddy too.

Anyway, your mama is reminding me that we should thank God for all these good things this week. From bring you here to this hospital to having your aunties help your mama get through a hard week. And especially for all the good people who are taking care of you, and for those good people who pray for you each day to make sure you come home a healthy happy little girl.

So I'll type it as I say it. Thank you God for looking out for my new family. Thank you for all the people I've talked about. Thank you for those people I don't know. And thank you for those people who you've set in our path.

Your mama is trying to hard to have faith. However I think she has a hard time some times - not because she doesn't believe, but because sometime when you worry so much about someone you love, you forget that sometimes it's best to let God help you through the fear and the worry. It's not easy, not even for daddy who to be honest rarely speaks of God. However, one thing daddy knows is all the good things that have happen to daddy were not by luck or chance, but by God looking out for daddy or maybe God has Angels looking out for daddy and his family. All I know my sweet baby Evie is that there is no way that your daddy made it this far alone.

I sometimes forget as I type this that you're a grown woman now, not just a little baby girl that I'm worried sick about. Hopefully you'll look past my words and understand that as I typed this I was thinking of the sweet little girl that is being saved by a man named Dr. Stein and Daddy's Angels.

Your mama is telling me about her feelings. She's scared and I'll never be able to write all she is saying- but she loves you more than I could ever type.