A Very Unordinary Adventure

Dear reader, let's take a trip. Imagine... Picking up the phone to the words of, "Your daughter tested positive for a rare genetic disorder, your daughter has PKU". Your perfect bundle of love, a small sliver of heaven dozing in the sunlight, has an imperfection. A flaw daresay. What can be fathomed by a new mother of her second child?    So many things. Continue with your mind wanderings... Imagine being told at age 10 you won't exceed in school; "You will be average, with a chance of a struggle in mathematics and sciences." Reader, how can a physician tell a 10 year old they will not be intelligent like the rest of their classmates; with tears streaming down their young face in the clinic because of the catastrophic thoughts occurring in that still developing cerebrum. This is the root cause of why I struggle with thinking I am not intelligent enough for anything. "Pregnancy will be quite difficult". "...only 5 grams of

0705 I'm sitting here in the bleary eyed morning with my cup of espresso and a head full of stress and mind processes at a mile a minute. Yes, I am stressed. Yes, I've already had fleeting moments of doubt. But here I sit...er...stand in front of my dining table, simply beaming from ear to ear and I wouldn't change it for the world. 15 hours of lab. 8 hours of lecture. A week. Second semester "The semester of doom" they say. And I can see it my dear reader, new ideas and concepts being thrown at you from every which way, so much so that you don't even know which way is up. From 8-5 everyday, five days a week. The stress can be entombing, that's for sure, and I definitely don't always see the, "light at the end of the tunnel". I feel that through all this pandemonium, (being only a mere 4 weeks in) my God has shown himself in so many ways I never thought possible. Let me share with you my most recent encounter (today). It