Last year, right before the Jeremy Camp concert was set to start out at Lifelight, I started bleeding. The bathrooms were at least 50 people thick and our car was in the middle of a corn field and 150,000 people were piling onto the festival grounds. I told my husband, "I do not think this baby is going to make it.." A young man from KLOVE radio station grabbed up all of our belongings and threw them in the trunk of the car. My husband drove and prayed and cried out to the Lord the ENTIRE way into town (which took 45 minutes with the traffic jam pouring into the concert). Jeremy camp was set to start at 9:00pm and we were hooked up to the ultrasound machine at 9:01 and we met our baby for the very first time. The baby was healthy with a heartbeat of 146bpm!
Not gonna lie, the sound of this little ones heartbeat was the best concert I have ever been to or will ever attend in the future.
Who would have known Kamiyah would be rocking out to the same song that ran on this blog the whole time I was struggling with infertility?!? God did, and he delights in the joy that fills our hearts every time we look at her.
