One year ago today was the beginning of many miracles in the lives of our little girls. As many people know, we had tried for 6-7 years to have children. Two years ago for Christmas, we had given our parents a bib (thank heaven for babies), indicating we were pregnant for the first time. In that case, we miscarried shortly after. We found out again in November of last year- just after we were commissioned as missionaries- that we were pregnant. Our first ultrasound was a week ago last year. On that ultrasound, there was only one baby. The ultrasound indicated that there were two sacks (where the babies grow), but only one sack held a life and heartbeat. The other sack was completely empty, and much smaller. I remember asking the doctor if there was any chance of another baby, since there was another sack. His answer was, though anything is possible, it was highly unlikely, because it would already be in the sack. A week later, on Christmas Eve, we were at my parent’s house asleep when Kerri woke up bleeding heavily. We feared the worst- another miscarriage. We went back to bed, knowing there was nothing we could do but pray, and pray we did. We had a peace the next day, imagining that the bleeding was that other sack shedding out. We waited until the day after Christmas, one year ago today, to call the doctor, and he asked us to come in for another ultrasound. Nothing could have prepared us for the shock and joy we felt when the ultrasound showed that our baby still had a heartbeat- not only that, but there was now a little heartbeat in the other sack. The doctor was as shocked as we, and he could not explain how in the world that happened. He looked back at the last ultrasound and confirmed there was absolutely nothing in the other sack a week prior. He told us not to announce twins, because this other baby would most likely not make it, considering she was a week smaller in size and wasn’t there before. We looked at each other and smiled, because we knew that this was a miracle from God, and had peace that both our babies would be fine. When we found out in March that it was two girls, we picked names. Kamryn Renee was chosen from Kerri’s initials and middle name (Renee meaning born again), and Taylor Elyse was chosen after my initials- Taylor because she was tailor-made by God and Elyse (form of Elizabeth) meaning consecrated to God. Since Taylor was an extra little unexpected miracle from God, she received that name. Just a few short weeks later, we would meet these beautiful, precious miracles- 15 weeks earlier than expected. Now you know the rest of the story. God bless all of you- Merry Christmas and a very happy new year. We pray that each one that reads this blog would personally know our God who gives life. As we just celebrated His coming to earth to set us free from our sins so that we could live eternally with Him, we pray that you too can experience this peace that only Christ can give.
