24 Years Ago...

On February 16th, 1985...

My Mom & Dad went to the hospital to give birth to a 12 lb boy, soon to be named Jesse Bryant Terry. Little did they know... they would soon have Jessica and Breanna instead. 

So, I just got off the phone with my Mom... and she was telling me that she remembers that night like it was yesterday. I've never heard this story the way she just told it to me, and I'm pretty excited about it. There is something so special about hearing the story of your own birth. I feel so much more connected to my Mom, and to my Creator when I hear about it. So here is what she told me. 

Mom and Dad were expecting to have a son on that night. She said she remembers so much about that evening. She remembered that during the ultrasound, she heard the doctor say something about a second heart beat, but then brushing it off. She said that she remembered giving birth to Bree... and being so surprised that she was a girl. She said that the midwife who was there for the delivery looked about Bree like something was wrong, and said she was too small, but Mom said she looked absolutely perfect and was sent into panic after what happened next.

She remembered...

Hearing them call for the Doctor

Holding her baby girl for a few moments, only to feel them take her away 

Hearing them say, "there is another heart beat."

and, "Dad you're gonna have to leave for this one."

Signing something that allowed them to put her to sleep and cut her open

Feeling Panic for a moment...

Waking up confused

Not believing the nurses when they told her there were two baby girls

I was there the whole time, and she never knew... only God knew I existed until that moment. 

Mom said that they kept bringing her a baby to hold, but it was always Bree. By the third time, she said she remembered her Dad, my Grandpa David, being there and taking her in a wheel chair down the hall to find me and hold me for the first time. 

She said she knew then, that God would always take care of me, because He knew about me... and took care of me, before she even knew I existed. 

She said that she remembered Dad bringing her two pink balloons. 

And remembering that she had prayed for twin girls. 

Ugh... I love this story!

Happy Birthday to my amazing twin sister Breanna Jan.

Thank you God for taking care of us.... 

you are so Good to me God. 

So good to me. 

PS: My Mom and Dad went on a date last night for Valentines Day... and Mom told me tonight, when I asked her how it went... she said...

"It was good. We are doing great.  I mean, it's your Dad. We get along so well... I care about him."

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

HOW CRAZY AMAZING IS THE POWER OF GOD?!!!!

Thank you Jesus!