Josiah: Jehovah has Healed (meaning in the original Hebrew)
Very, very fitting.
Things are going well here...better than I had thought they would be. I've never had a c-section, so recovery is an entirely new discovery. The first day or two at home was rough...getting around, doing anything with the kids took effort. My mom blessed us for a few days with her time, care of the kids, and better than "Merry Maids" cleaning abilities. Slowly but surely, my body is healing and things get easier with each day.
Healing is happening emotionally, too. I wasn't sure if I'd ever feel that way...actually not feel complete sadness and grief 24/7. Not cry a river every single night when Hubby would play with the kids and my thoughts would instantly turn to my little boy who should have been here...who should be nursing right now...who should be held by his big sister. Yes, the thoughts are always there. Josiah never leaves my mind. But despair, anger, bitterness, and depression have not taken over. I can get myself up in the morning and take care of the two beautiful gifts I have here on earth, and for that I am thankful.
And even though there are days I feel sadness and feel like the words just won't come out, I know God is moving, working, healing. It will take lots of time.
He has Healed, and He will continue.