Abby’s Handprint From God

Hey little guy. I’ve been thinking about you a lot lately and hope you are doing well up there. Everything is going pretty well down here. Your big sister is doing well at “school” and is still LOVING your little sister. It makes my heart very happy to see them together.

Just the other day your little sister was crying so your big sister decided she needed to be a big helper and picked her up and carried her to me. I freaked out! =- ) She was very proud of herself! Looking back, it was pretty sweet and now she thinks she needs to “help” even more. This morning she even helped your daddy load her into her car seat.

Speaking of today, your little sister had a doctor’s appointment this morning. You see, little Abby was born with a spot on her head…well I guess it isn’t just a spot. It’s a birthmark. Your Nana said once that she believes that is where God had his hand on her head throughout my entire pregnancy. It’s a nice thought and I think she is right. So this morning your daddy and I took her to the dermatologist to have it looked at just as a precaution. Another reason we wanted to take her in is because when your big sister went to the neurologist for her seizures one of the first things they asked us was what kinds of birthmarks and/or moles she had. I guess when babies are just forming the tissue that forms the skin is the same tissue that forms the brain. And some times if there are abnormalities in the skin, such as birthmarks or moles, they can be indications of abnormalities in the brain.

So, to the doctor we went. And we weren’t at the doctor very long before we were told they would like little Abby to see a pediatric dermatologist and have an MRI at Denver Children’s Hospital just as a precaution. The doctor didn’t like that the birthmark is on her head. She also didn’t like that it is so large and finally she didn’t like the color(s) of it.

Now we are waiting to hear back on the authorization from insurance before we can even schedule the appointment. (Stupid insurance!) I’m trying not to worry. I’m trying not to think the worst of what could be wrong with her. Even the doctor got tears in her eyes today when we were talking about losing you and now having this happen to Abby. So, I guess there is nothing I can do other than pray that everything is ok with Abby and that God keeps His hand on her little head.