***Why is this happening?***

We had suuuuch a long and terrible/sad week, it was hard to get back on our feet to stay positive. On September 3rd the IGA in Mackinaw caught on fire from either electrical problems in the basement or from lightening, and the store burnt to the ground, everything gone right in front of our eyes. Noah's parents, Brett and Chris, own the store... so it was a very very very sad time for us all to see and go through. I kept tellin myself it was a bad dream and everything was okay.... but it really was happening. I definitely learned a lot from Noah that day though, and will remember it forever. "You have to stay positive, remember the good memories that were made, and the good memories that will be made in the future when the new store is built." Everything happens for a reason... and is meant to be that way... why this happened to such great people... we will never know... but we are focusing on the positive of building the new IGA store and Brett and Chris definitely got the love and support they have deservered from soooo many people, and for what they have deserved for a long time!!!!!

Noah and I helped out his parents the best we could that week and the whole weekend. By the time that Saturday the 6th came, we were dead tired so decided to stay home that evening. We went to bed pretty early, but at 3am I woke up because I was really thirsty. When I came back into our room and fell back asleep, Noah woke me not too long after that to tell me his stomach hurt bad and he was in a lot of pain. The pain kept coming and going all night... so about 6am I woke his bro Zach, who stayed at our house that night, and off to the hospital we went to find out... he had to get his appendix out!!!!! It was a scary time for us, and emotionally I was doing terrible... but wearing my heart on my sleeve to try and stay calm and the best I can be for our baby. It was very hard for me, but I had to do the best I could do with something as important as our baby involved also. <3

Noah did a great job in surgery and it turned out good for him because he felt a TON better!!!! Of course I got upset to kiss him goodbye before the surgery... but I had positive thoughts that everything was going to go great! We stayed the night in the hospital that night, and the next day, Monday the 9th, he went home. I stayed home from work with him to take care of him for a couple days. He started to feel better but I still hated to leave him home, but we decided I needed to get back to work too. That Thursday the 11th we had our appointment to find out what our baby was. Of course we were happy inside and could not wait.... but at the same time I was so nervous things were going to not go good, based on the week we had... praying so hard it goes good for us... and that we have no more bad surprises come up!