For the past three weeks, I’ve been quieter than usual, and I know some of you have wondered where I’ve been. The truth is, life slowed me down—not by choice, but in a way that reminded me that God is always present, even in the unexpected.
After my first maternal anatomy scan, I received a phone call while at work on Monday, August 25th. The nurse spoke gently, explaining that my results showed placenta previa and a circumvallate placenta. Her words were kind, but my heart sank. I scribbled notes on a scrap of paper, struggling to process the medical terms while realizing this wasn’t just a routine call.
I immediately called Micah, my husband, and then my mom. By the time I got home, Micah was waiting at the top of the stairs, concern written all over his face. The very next day, I went in for another scan, and a few days later I met with my OBGYN. By God’s grace, the circumvallate placenta was no longer present—something even my doctor marveled at! Still, the placenta previa remained, with the hope it could resolve itself as my pregnancy continues.
Just as I started to breathe again, my doctor asked a question that made my heart freeze: “Did they tell you anything about the baby?”
She explained that they suspect our daughter has a ventricular septal defect (VSD), a hole in the wall that separates the two lower chambers of her heart. They also noted a possible abnormal nuchal fold measurement. Micah and I exchanged shocked glances as he quickly began taking notes. The plan now involves more scans, more monitoring, and more waiting.
The weight of it all can feel overwhelming. Yet, in the middle of the unknown, I’ve been reminded of God’s unchanging character. He is good. He is faithful. And He is near to the brokenhearted.
So if you’ve noticed my absence from social media or slower replies to messages, it’s simply because I’ve been resting, praying, and holding onto hope. Not the fleeting hope that wishes away problems, but the anchored hope that trusts in who God is—even when the path is uncertain.
If you are walking through your own difficult or waiting season, I want you to know this: you are not alone. Hope is not lost. God’s hand is steady, and His promises are true. We are trusting Him with every step of this journey.
