We were discharged from the hospital Friday afternoon as anticipated. Dottie girl is doing really well. Since having the mass in her nose removed, she has been crushing bottles and is already gaining weight. We can tell she feels so much better and we are thankful. She is still adjusting to an increased feeding regimen and the switch to formula, so she’s working on finding her “sweet spot” for what really works for her. We’re feeling good about the progress she’s making. 

Walking by faith, tripping constantly. This could not be a more accurate description of me right now. I trust that the Lord has control over everything with Dottie, but it’s hard not to question Him daily … sometimes every hour, sometimes every minute, sometimes every second. Seriously … what is He doing? Why Dottie? Why our family? Why me? There are so many days where I “trip” and feel like I’ve lost my faith because I just don’t understand. I want answers. I’m tired of all of the unknowns. I’m tired of how hard it all feels.

I’m trying to have a Hebrews 11:1 faith, and have confidence in what I hope for and assurance about what I do not see. But that’s so much easier said than done.

So I’m over here just trying to be thankful for the quiet, “normal” days at home, and am doing my best to leave the things that worry me at the Lord’s feet. Everything, including the pathology results for the mass that was in Dottie’s nose, is in His hands. I go to bed tonight in faith, praying that I don’t trip tomorrow.