Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Now, I know what you're thinking. How am I going to ever get to med school if I keep having babies?

I'll let you in on a little secret. I plan to live a long time, but I don't think I can keep having babies after menopause. Therefore education can pause around the wonders of a newborn...

And from my perspective having babies now will make my in class education easier then having babies later. Now I can pause and work around the baby - later I would have a much harder time doing that and would probably have to day care a baby rather then be there for her myself.

And for Mike and I the question was never if we'd have more- it was always when it would happen. We've learned enough to know that that we know nothing about our life , plans, and timing and will therefore leave it to the Lord.

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"Either I'm pregnant or I'll eat my hat. Come to think of it I'm so hungry I might just eat my hat."

Yeah, I said that to myself today. But I was at least right- and my hat can safely return to my head. After all it would be ashamed to eat such a beautiful and fuzzy hat as that. So instead I had a subway at 3:30.

That was after eating 2 large while grain organic cookies.

And on Monday when Shan was being put to sleep by the anastegeologist, he told me that he was giving her an anti nausea mess too. So I almost asked if I could have some too.

I've suspected since the 18th.... But didn't get a positive test until today.

That tells me this baby is probably a girl ( girls make me sick) and also probably due a week later then a doctor would tell me. Aug 4th is the date I'm looking at as a real estimate. At least it's not Sept 12th or after another 6 weeks of summer.

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Thursday, November 08, 2012

Following My Heart

I had an interesting experience yesterday. A lady in my chem class was talking about how she used to want to be a labor and delivery nurse, but now she does not because she had her tubes tied after 2 kids and now when ever she sees a baby it makes her so sad.

It was very interesting to see the intense sadness in her eyes. She insisted that having her tubes tied was the right/logical thing to do, but then said her heart is sad.

Her intense and tender feelings on the subject made me thankful for a lesson from from Grandfather

"My intuition has never failed me, rather it is I who have failed my intuition."

and also a lesson from one of my favorite stake presidents

"Follow love. When your eyes can't see love knows."

I understand the challenge of logic verses love on the subject of having more children. Logic easily dictated 2 was enough. Luckily I knew better in my heart then that. So at the time we had two toddlers we decided that "2 was enough for now." and at 23/24 I had enough time to wait a few years for more until we were in a better position to have more.

Fortunately, the baby had already been conceived by then, although we didn't know it yet. And amazingly 90 % of our logical reasons to postpone child bearing evaporated before he was ever born. (Those logical reasons that evaporated refer to getting jobs and a good house, ect).

The next kid we tried the same thing. We decided we could wait for more, but the baby was conceived already. The difference this time was that we lost the baby at 20 weeks and my world ended. I learned that not having my baby was way worse then not having anything we had hoped to gain first- like college educations. We also learned that we were stupid to try to control our reproductive timing.

As you can imagine the pregnancy after the miscarriage we rejoiced and even to the 5th and 6th child. Then my siblings got "snipped" and ended their child bearing years one with 4 and another with 6.  I don't blame them, it is the logical thing to do, but it is a decision I could not make ourselves.

As nice it would be to be "done" with child bearing. It would still make me ridiculously sad, because I feel there are more that are to come to me in time. And to cutoff that possibility would be like cutting out my heart.

I am now nearing 35. A lot of woman today don't even start their child bearing until 35, and here I am looking at it wondering slightly if that is getting old to have babies. But then I look at Rebecca, and think I am not too old, and I look my my grandparents. One had child #7 at 40 and #8 at 44. And another had one at 50. 

I look at my education and career plans, and then I just trust that the Lord has all things under his hands and when it is the right time to have more, we will have more. 

I keep telling people who ask about if we will have more that I make no promised about more children. I have come to realize this last month that that is a lie. I do make promises about more children, just not to mortals or pertaining only in mortality. In fact, my heart feels it because I am sure I have made quiet a few promises about it before I came to earth. And I will do my best to honor those promises. 

Sunday, November 04, 2012

I often end up subbing in our church nursery. There are only a few kids and lots of toys, so it can serve as a time to think and ponder.

I often end up subbing in our church nursery. There are only a few kids and lots of toys, so it can serve as a time to think and ponder.
Today I am pondering on my babies growing up and their challenges in this life.

My oldest is almost 14. He is 6'3" and 209 pounds. He wears an Xl/ Xxl tall. And this month is is finally ready to get the priesthood and serve the Lord in that capacity.

He was determined to come to earth when he did. He had a mission to fulfill and debarked upon it without hesitation. I had waited for him to join me on earth and he came as soon as he could- 10 months after we were married.

3 years Later he was diagnosed with autism, but I knew better then to trust the experts on what I could expect from him. He amazes me. And he will continue to amaze me as he matures spiritually and emotionally. Sometimes I wonder if he was one if those spirits who threw Satan out of Heaven, or if not then what role did he play to warrant such a special combo of smarts, Braun and sweetness here on earth?

My next angel often seems like he is here to help my oldest through this earth life. He is aware of every social cue my other isn't and often wishes, as I did at his age that his life was more "perfectly normal".
He has a lot to learn yet. But he is a hard worker and loves God. He is a faithful servant and just turned 12 and is also about to receive the priesthood. If fact, it is willingness and desire that made Galen finally decide he was ready.
I am so grateful for the young men's program in the church for this kid. There will be so many opportunity to learn and to serve that he will need to shape him into the man he is to become.

My next angel was also given a special challenge in life- a real minor spinal biffida.... Just enough to keep him humble. He is a smart one- taught himself to read at 4. No academics has ever challenged him. I look forward to introducing him to many awesome things to learn.

My fourth boy came while a was awaiting my girl. I was miffed until I held him for the first time after birth. Then something deep inside me said out loud to this new baby "I have waited a long time for you."
He was a perfect baby and awesome toddler, I had no clue what I was waiting for. But now his amazing sweetness is marred with tantrum seizers and his body with food allergies. I know his spirit and I know when he is not acting in accordance with it. Most of the time it is a result of a seizer and they can affect him for days at a time. During these times he is incapable of remembering almost anything, especially anything he is trying to learn. We are trying to get him diagnosed medically. So far all we got is a psychological ODD.

This kid is so full of faith and goodness, most of the time I figure he must have signed up for a master's course when he came to earth.

My next is the little girl I waited and waited for. Sometimes when she is acting like a spoiled princess I tell her that us not who she is and that I know who she was before she came to earth and I expect her to live up to it.
And I do. She appeared to us many times and interacted. She is an angle of mercy made flesh.

My last little one was unexpected- I expected my other girl but got another boy instead. But he is such a joy in our lives. Smart, big, happy and very curious. How I am grateful for his presence in my life every day.

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