First and foremost Berkeley Rose (yep that's her name). The miraculous gift of this wriggly, tiny girl in my tummy.
Second, clarity. Finally, I feel I am beginning to understand preeclampsia is a disease of which I clearly do suffer. It isn't just me getting nervous at the doctor.
Third, an amazing community of love and support from family, friends, neighbors and church. Including, but not limited to and in no particular order:
- Telephone calls from those who wish they were closer, expressing their love and concern and moral support
- Lists made by my dear sister in law of things to keep me occupied as I lie here
- Play dates for my children
- A husband who does the laundry, cleans the house, attempts to make meals, plays with the children and continually teases me to keep my spirits up
- A mother who lives only 2 hours away and comes once a week to clean my house, grocerry shop, and make a real meal fitting for our five fussy eaters with so many "no we don't eat that in our house" items
- Comments on my blog, many from people I have never even met expressing their love and concern and prayers
- Neighbors who call me from the grocerry store and ask if I need anything
- The little nine-year-old girl across the street who comes over everyday to play but I am afraid she does more helping than playing, she is my third daughter
- A relief society president (leader of our congregations women organization) who always seems to call right when the drama hits to check on me, and of course no one tells her, except the Spirit, who also reminds me it is okay to receive service and not just give
- A wonderful neighbor who brought us 4 hot loaves of bread yesterday...oh how that was a treat for our longing palates...we miss homemade bread!
- Rides for my children from preschool and piano
- Meals from friends who go out of their way to respect how I feed my family
The other day I was reading with the girls in the scriptures. We came to a verse which described how the people were overcome with joy. Ellery said "Mom their cups were overflowing weren't they?"
My cup overfloweth.