A Christmas Miracle

Hi. My name is Courtney and I'm a Christmas-holic.

It's true. Carols can be heard playing year round in my house. Typically, I transition to carols only by late September / early October. I know. I have a problem, what can I say, but I just love Christmas!! It is such a happy, magical time of the year. It makes me giddy. 

I would say most people know this about your wacky momma. November 1st the radio stations started to play carols too (not that I'd know that....I haven't been in a car to hear the radio in ages). But so many people were sure to let me know that carols had begun. You'd think this would make me happy. You'd think I would have already had my carols going. 

Confession number 2: I had not been listening to carols at all. I was not at all excited about Christmas. There would be no Christmas trees or decorations this year. I'm stuck in a hospital. And while I have come to terms with that, I just didn't feel the need to get excited about Christmas. Right now, you two are my priority. 

Well, Aunt Aubrey wasn't having it! Tuesday night she spent the night in the hospital with me. Her secret mission: get me into the Christmas spirit. She begun her mission by giving me gingerbread soap - which I loved, but still not ready for carols. 

Wednesday morning she came and snuggled in my bed with me while looking for cute family Christmas traditions. Before I knew it, I was on board, looking with her, and carols were blasting! That morning my mom brought us Starbucks....in the fun, red Christmas cups! It was official. I had been sabotaged and Christmas-ified. 

Okay, but here's the real Christmas miracle!! I should've known when I woke up this morning to my absolute favorite Christmas song, sung in my favorite version that today was going to be an incredible day. 

While finishing up my post-shower morning routine, my doctor strolled in. Are you ready for this boys?! She said, "Well, you have really stabilized. You haven't been on meds for more than half a week now and not only are your contractions staying the same, they've actually slowed down, which is just amazing. As long as nothing changes, I don't see why we wouldn't send you home at 32 weeks. 32 weeks would be an incredible mark to make with twins and you'd be safe to deliver any point after that. We don't give the steroids past 34 weeks either, so we'd give you one final dose before sending you home and you'd be covered up to 34 weeks. In fact, you're so stable, we may even consider sending you home at 30 weeks."

What?!?! Where did this even come from?? It seems like when I am most discouraged and feeling like all my "hard work" is for nothing, God smiles down on me and gives me something to hold on to! Who would've thought we'd even dare whisper the words "32 weeks" when this all began. I don't want to jump the gun here because I know I still have very important work ahead of me. But I do thank God for encouraging news this morning. I truly believe 32 is very possible for us at this point - you have proven yourself to be such fighters already, Little Miracles. I truly believe God has wrapped us safely in His arms and is going to keep the three of us safe. He has brought us this far, there is no reason I wouldn't believe with complete faith that he will continue to do so.