MIRACLES.

To say that our family has been incredibly blessed these past few months would be a major understatement. It has been a whirlwind from March until now and we're still not done.

When we decided to withdraw from the DO match and pretty much give up a definite spot at Doctors Hospital (making it so that we could stay here) we knew that we were taking a HUGE risk going for the MD match. Mike had spent a lot of time rotating at DO hospitals-- building relationships there-- he had not visited a single MD program. But as we fasted,prayed, read a certain talk by Elder Holland and just talked together, we knew that this was the direction our family needed to take. We've had some really neat growing experiences which help to make our decisions. I love the power of prayer and revelation.
As March 13th came closer, our fears and doubts began to grow, but as we read the match email-- our MIRACLE happened. Mike had matched.


Now we waited for 3 days for the complete match results---(torture). Honestly when we read the where we were headed, we both were a bit shocked. St. Louis, Missouri was not where he or I had in mind-BUT we know that is where the Lord had in mind.
As soon as we knew where (and that we wouldn't be staying here) we started preparing our house to put up for sale. We met with the realtor who sold us the home and discussed that we would place in on the market
as soon as Mike completed the rest of the bathroom.(the tile on the floor still needed to be done)
It was a ROUGH 3 days for Mike as he worked his tail off- but it turned out BEAUTIFUL.
Our home was officially on the market on a Tuesday--- and by Thursday night @ 9:30pm (I was a my craft night when Mike called me) we had an offer. MIRACLE

When Owen was born with his sweet extra thumb, we knew that we wanted to have it removed before he got too old. Especially before kids began noticing it and possibly teasing him. Since we had done all the preliminary visits here in Ohio, we knew that we didn't want to start all over in St. Louis- so we went and had it scheduled a week and 1/2 before I flew out to Utah for my mom's class.

Owen's surgery was scheduled for noon which concerned me a bit. WHY? well this little guy likes to eat FIRST thing. It may not be obvious to others but he enjoys eating. I worried about how we would keep him distracted from food for hours (he wakes up at 7am) That morning he woke up he didn't even ask for anything-- he just played in the toy room and was as happy as could be. MIRACLE. I was also a little concerned about how he would react to being wheeled away from us and how scared he would be. He fell asleep about 30 min. before he was wheeled away-- he went into surgery already asleep. MIRACLE.

We worried about how recovery would be and how we would care for his thumb (changing the dressing ect.). They put his arm in a plaster cast-- which he only had to wear it for a little over 2 weeks. Owen was champ- he adjusted to the cast so quickly. It really was SO much easier than we had anticipated. MIRACLE.


All these things may not seem like miracles, but to our family they were. They were further evidence of a loving Heavenly Father who is truly mindful of even the smallest details of our lives--