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Kim's pregnancy news

Recently Kim, Michael and I met her new doctor. He is a specialist who will see Kim throughout her pregnancy and will deliver the baby. It turns out that there was only one specialist in Corpus Christi for Kim to see, so we expected to have difficulties getting in to see him. But, we scheduled an appointment with no problem, we got in to see him right away, both he and his nurse were very nice and took time to sit with us a while and answer all our questions, and he had wonderfully high-tech equipment!

He will do an ultrasound every month. The first ultrasound showed that the baby was fine and developing normally. He took some measurements and decided that the risks for Downs Syndrome and other chromosoml disorders was very low. So he took Kim off her medications and told her she was doing as well or better than younger women, which was nice considering it is her age that has put her in a "high risk" category. Next month we may be able to find out if we are having a boy or a girl!

I am recalling all the things about pregnancy that made me nervous. It seems there are any number of things that can go wrong, either with the child or with the mother. There are so many little details that must fall into place, little things that must develop at the right time in the right way. I marvel at our Creator and His perfect design, because despite all the things that can cause me to fret, and even in the midst of the things that cause me to fret - even when things seem to go terribly awry - I am reminded that He is the Designer and Creator, and He is good in all things. If I believe that He is the one who thought up the whole idea of conception, pregnancy, the development of the fetus, and birth, then certainly He is wise enough and powerful enough to care for my child and my wife.

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