After dusting off the interwebs of this blog yesterday, I was looking at the traffic feed for it. You know, that little thing that tells you where the blog visitors are coming from, and what brought them to the site. I think the number one way that new people come to my blog is by searching for triploidy. Just today, in the past 16 hours (which is as far back as I could figure out how to go), 9 people have landed on our page about Triploidy and it makes my heart hurt. I am glad that they've found our website, and hopefully they take a little time to read about our experiences with Triploidy. But it makes me sad because each of those site visits represents an individual who has somehow heard the word "triploidy" in reference to a tiny little life they are just coming to know and love.
These visitors have been from all over the place... Ohio, Minnesota, Massachusetts, the UK, and Germany. But the thing that connects us all is that we're all searching for triploidy... what causes triploidy? Is there a cure for triploidy? What is the survival rate of triploidy? Unfortunately, none of the answers are encouraging. But I hope that when someone searches for triploidy in Google or Yahoo or wherever, they find our story. And they are able to see the joy that we have from continuing to carry the pregnancy our daughter who had triploidy. Sure, the ultimate outcome of Whitney's life was still the same-- she passed away. But the blessings and hope and joys that we experienced along the journey are so great.
I guess this is just a little interlude to say to those who've found us by searching for triploidy, I get it. And I'm sorry. You're probably in a whirlwind of emotions, doctor visits, advice and fear. I'd love to talk to you if you want... you can email me or leave a message here, as I do check it regularly. Just know that you don't have to walk this road alone. There are even some unexpected blessings to behold that may be waiting along this difficult road for you. And please know one more thing... when I see that you've visited my site, I pray for you. For your family. For your friends. Your doctors and specialists. And I pray for your little one. I pray for a miracle for you. And I pray that as you enter this difficult season of life, you will know the grace and love and peace of God more than you have ever known it before.
Psalm 145:8-9
8 The LORD is gracious and compassionate,
slow to anger and rich in love. 9 The LORD is good to all;
he has compassion on all he has made.
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