After a mere 24 hours at home from the hospital, I received a phone call from our pediatrician informing me that Beckett's bilirubin levels in his blood were extremely high......and that we needed to get him to Children's Hospital as soon as possible. Being the calm...cool....collected woman that I am, I of course panicked! We had never had a child in the hospital before, and Beckett was just so tiny and fragile. It was so difficult as a mother to watch my baby get poked and prodded with needles all day, and not be able to comfort him. I am pretty sure that I lost about 5 pounds in tears alone. Brett and I collectively got about 4 hours of sleep that night, but by God's grace we came out the next morning with the great news that Becks responded well to the treatments and that we could come home. Yesterday I got the final call from our pediatrician letting me know that his bilirubin levels had finally come down to a healthy level, and that we could officially close the book on the jaundice episode!! We are so thankful for God's healing, and his provision. This verse continually came to my mind throughout the whole experience......"My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness" 2 Corinthians 12:9
