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34 weeks 1 day.

Today is a hard day. My mom got on an airplane this morning from Taiwan to Houston. She was planning to stay a day or two at home and hang out with her dog/family dog, Angel, who is 12 years old. She has been getting weaker the past few months, and my mom had felt torn about enjoying Taiwan before the baby comes and spending time with her. She was looking forward to seeing Angel today as Angel is very attached to her.

Late morning, my sisters called to tell me that Angel had passed. My mom still doesn't know and is just about to land... I feel sick to my stomach that she didn't get to say goodbye. She is going to be so heartbroken. Lu women do not do well with death of any sort.....

After several phone calls and tears, I got to eat lunch with some friends and visited a few people around in the hospital. Got some work done, went outside for a little bit (the weather was so nice), and now settled back into the room. Another stable day- no fevers, no changes.

I met someone in the hospital in a VERY similar situation as me... and without giving out too much information, it was really nice to meet a new friend who is going through this whole PPROM thing. We are going to go on a walk tomorrow!

Not much else to report. Just waiting on baby!

Thankful for:
- My visitors. Family, friends, work family.
- Everything being stable.
- I have officially been in the hospital for over a week now, and I took my last dose of antibiotics today!

Dear Baby,

One grandmother is going to be super sad today. I'm glad you will be able to get her mind off of Angel soon. She is going to be even more excited to have you near...her first grandchild. Your other grandmother sent a baby blanket to you today, and it is so cute! I know you are going to love it. You moved a lot and had no problems passing your non-stress test today. I love that you are happy.... keep looking forward to 35 weeks!

"Weeping may remain for a night, but rejoicing comes in the morning." - Psalm 30:5

Baby blanket from Grandma Jenkins!
Bye sweet Angel...


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