God of the Unexpected

It didn’t happen how I thought it would.

I had made a plan. Everything was in place. Our second born child was due to arrive any day.

It was 6 days past my due date when I went into labor, and I gave birth on the 7th day after I was due. I expected this as our first born was 6 days late.

I had a natural, intervention free labor and delivery at home. I had expected this as well.

On May 21st, 2023 at 5:09am our son Arthur Cloud Riversong was born. He was exactly 7 lbs, 21.5 inches, and absolutely perfect. His eyes were sparkling blue like my husband’s. His face was so peaceful and precious.

We had wanted a boy, and everyone claimed we were having one. But we had to wait until Arthur was in my arms to find out who he was. I cannot express the amount of joy and overwhelm that I was feeling in that moment. My husband beamed with pride.

The midwife picked up my sweet baby boy to weigh him, and my heart sank.

His little feet were turned so far inward that his ankles looked broken. I felt my breath quicken as she explained that he had clubbed feet. There was a process to correct it and he would be able to walk normally after many rounds and methods of treatment in the first few years of his life.

This was not something I had expected, and I immediately wondered if there was something I could have done to prevent it.

I know God allows hard things that we didn’t expect would happen to us. But, I know He also works everything together for good.

And for every unexpected hardship, there is a fountain of unexpected blessings tipping the scale.

Because God is good.

And so I hold onto the promise of His goodness, while I hold my precious son in my arms.

Until another moment,

Jasmine