I have been SO busy lately! For months now I've been waiting for things to get "back to normal", but I'm finally coming to the realization that maybe busy IS the new normal. I'm learning to be content with that. I'm learning that means I'll have to keep my priorities straight if I plan to balance things properly. Unfortunately that means that housework is a higher priority and things like blogging are a much lower priority. I wanted to post about some recent things though, because it has been a crazy, busy couple of weeks, but well worth documenting.
Friday before last Brian's mom came to watch Josiah, and Brian, Bubs, Kaylee and I all headed to Schlitterbahn in Galveston to meet some good friends of ours and spend the day. I had so much fun, probably the most fun I've had all year! It was great to spend some time just playing with my babies, and enjoying the company of my husband and friends. It's been awhile since we had a fun day out like that, and we've never been able to ride things all together because someone was always too small. The kids really enjoyed themselves, and I definitely see us going back again.
The next day one of my best friends got married, and I was in her wedding! She made a beautiful bride, and I was thankful to be able to share this day with her. She was in my wedding too. It's crazy that we are all grown up now! While getting my hair done, the lady asked me how long I've known her, and I realized that it has been about 13 years! We helped set up and clean up for her reception, and it was so sweet to watch how hard Kaylee worked. That little girl is so precious, and truly LOVES to help people. It warms my heart to see her be so willing to help in any way she can.
Thursday was Kaylee's 6th birthday! Okay...it was mine too, but I tend to forget about that. I spend so much time and effort preparing for Kaylee's birthday that I forget I'm having one too. I'm okay with that. ;) Thursday we went and ate donuts for breakfast (per her request!). Chrissy came by at lunch and brought us both a sweet card, and a sweet treat! :) We had family over for dinner, and my mom made her girls their favorite, Chicken and dumplings! We opened presents, at cupcakes, and enjoyed each others company. Her favorite gifts this year were her barbie car and her Ken doll (Thanks, Uncle Fred!) Friday we had our first slumber party! I found a cute idea on Pinterest to do a movie night. So I set up a concession stand complete with sugary drinks, pizza, popcorn, and chocolate. I had made each of the girls a shirt that said B.F.F on it, and gave them silly string, play money (for the concession stand) and a ticket for the movie. Kaylee loved it, and asked if we can do it every year for her birthday. ;) The girls didn't make it all the way through the movie before they were ready to go play outside, so outside we went. They played on the swings, in the dirt, and with bugs...you know, all the fun stuff girls do at sleepovers. ;) Then we came in, showered, brushed hair, and read a book. They were giggly and playing until about 10:30, when I finally had to sit there until they all fell asleep. :) 6:08 the next morning (I know, because Mia had apparently looked at the clock) the girls woke up. By 6:30 they were all up in full play mode. We ate donuts, and headed to the beach! We were worried we wouldn't be able to make it because it might rain, but the weather was perfect for the beach! The girls had a great time! I'm so thankful for such sweet friends for my babies, and for me! I'm thankful that their parents entrusted me with them for the night. I'm thankful for my super amazing husband who is such a trooper, and helps out SO much! I'm thankful for my wonderful mother who watched my boys so I could spend some time with my girl...and who gave birth to me! ;) I'm thankful for my sweet baby girl and every single day that I get to spend with her. Most of all, I'm thankful for the grace of God, and every blessing he has given me. =)
Saturday, June 9, 2012
Monday, May 14, 2012
In honor of finishing first grade!
Dear Kaylee,
We just finished our first official year of homeschooling! Yay!! Since we did a pre-k/kindergarten curriculum (unknowingly) that would prepare you for first grade, we decided to skip kindergarten and just start on first grade. While we were shopping for curriculum, we found that we had already covered everything in the kindergarten curriculum, and that we would just need to improve on reading a bit to be on track, so we bought the book "Teach your child to read in 100 easy lessons". You've done exceedingly well, very rarely struggling to learn anything. I'm amazed at how easily you grasp things, and how quickly you learn. You'll say you hate school, but something tells me that isn't entirely true. You don't see the way your face lights up when you get almost all of the answers right, or how fascinated you are by learning new things. If you struggle, even a little bit, you're ready to give up and walk away. That is your biggest downfall, and that is what makes you hate it. You learn the most in the middle of the struggle-that is a life lesson that is applicable in a lot of situations. I know it seems difficult, and sometimes easier to just walk away, but struggles are the way we grow. You'll use that advice in school, and in life, I promise. This year has by far been one of the hardest years for me. You are strong willed (much like your momma) and you gave me a lot of difficult days. On most days, we could finish school in 2 1/2 to 3 hours. On good days, it would be 1 1/2 or 2. On really bad days, it would be 4 or more. This year has not come and gone without yelling, tears (from both of us!), spankings, groundings, and losing toys. We also had countless smiles, giggles, field trips, rewards, prayers, and hands on teaching moments. You've learned how to add, subtract, fractions, homonyms, synonyms, antonyms, a LOT of spelling, and so much more! You've also taught me a lot about myself. You've shown me how unloving and impatient I can be. You've shown me that I am often selfish, and I am in great need of grace. While I wouldn't admit it in those moments, I am thankful for that. I am thankful that by the grace of God, I'm not who I was when we started this year. Second grade, Lord willing, will be better. I'm so thankful for the opportunity to be your mom and teacher. It isn't always pretty. Homeschooling is a difficult task at times, but so very worth it. I love seeing you learn, I love teaching you, and I love spending so much time together. I love you, sweet girl. More than you'll ever know.
Love,
Mom
We just finished our first official year of homeschooling! Yay!! Since we did a pre-k/kindergarten curriculum (unknowingly) that would prepare you for first grade, we decided to skip kindergarten and just start on first grade. While we were shopping for curriculum, we found that we had already covered everything in the kindergarten curriculum, and that we would just need to improve on reading a bit to be on track, so we bought the book "Teach your child to read in 100 easy lessons". You've done exceedingly well, very rarely struggling to learn anything. I'm amazed at how easily you grasp things, and how quickly you learn. You'll say you hate school, but something tells me that isn't entirely true. You don't see the way your face lights up when you get almost all of the answers right, or how fascinated you are by learning new things. If you struggle, even a little bit, you're ready to give up and walk away. That is your biggest downfall, and that is what makes you hate it. You learn the most in the middle of the struggle-that is a life lesson that is applicable in a lot of situations. I know it seems difficult, and sometimes easier to just walk away, but struggles are the way we grow. You'll use that advice in school, and in life, I promise. This year has by far been one of the hardest years for me. You are strong willed (much like your momma) and you gave me a lot of difficult days. On most days, we could finish school in 2 1/2 to 3 hours. On good days, it would be 1 1/2 or 2. On really bad days, it would be 4 or more. This year has not come and gone without yelling, tears (from both of us!), spankings, groundings, and losing toys. We also had countless smiles, giggles, field trips, rewards, prayers, and hands on teaching moments. You've learned how to add, subtract, fractions, homonyms, synonyms, antonyms, a LOT of spelling, and so much more! You've also taught me a lot about myself. You've shown me how unloving and impatient I can be. You've shown me that I am often selfish, and I am in great need of grace. While I wouldn't admit it in those moments, I am thankful for that. I am thankful that by the grace of God, I'm not who I was when we started this year. Second grade, Lord willing, will be better. I'm so thankful for the opportunity to be your mom and teacher. It isn't always pretty. Homeschooling is a difficult task at times, but so very worth it. I love seeing you learn, I love teaching you, and I love spending so much time together. I love you, sweet girl. More than you'll ever know.
Love,
Mom
Thursday, November 17, 2011
Sometimes it just hits you
As I was sorting through my junk emails, I came across one from Gerber that says "Your 11 month old..." and got slightly sad. It hit me that I would have a baby almost a year old by now! In August of last year, I had a miscarriage. I would have been due in January. While the loss still saddens me, I'm thankful for the small amount of time I was given to carry that child. EVERY child is a gift, and that one was no exception. I trust God's goodness and faithfulness, it was always in his hands. Today, I'll choose to be thankful for the gift of 15 weeks of pregnancy with that child. I'll be thankful for the 3 other children he has blessed me with, and any future children he may give to us. I'll be thankful for the ability to be at home, raising and teaching and loving on my kids. I'll be thankful for the ability to go to God in prayer, knowing he hears me and he cares for me. I'll be thankful for the reminder of how blessed I am, and the reminder that many moms around the world are hurting right now. Somewhere around the world right now, a mother has lost a child. If you're that mother, know that I've just said a prayer for you.
Sunday, October 23, 2011
Saturday, October 22, 2011
I AM alive!
Wow, it has been about 2 months since I even visited this blog! Sad, I know. Truth is, it just hasn't been a priority. I just thought I would stop by and update for a minute.
Josiah is 2 months old now. 11 weeks to be exact. He is such a sweet baby. He hardly ever fusses, sleeps through all the chaos, and is always very generous with his smiles. He is truly a joy to me. I am still nursing, and it is going great. My only problem is that he doesn't want to take a bottle. He has taken a half of a bottle for my mom once, but he wont even touch it for Brian. This makes things difficult at times. It has been a struggle to adjust to having 3 kids. I have heard people say that if you can have 2, adding a 3rd isn't that big of a deal. I think they lied. ;) It could be the fact that I am homeschooling Kaylee for the first "official" year, and taking care of a newborn. The demands of homeschooling, child rearing, housekeeping and being a wife keep me busy pretty much all day. I'm still learning to be content, and not complain about my "job". I sometimes miss having "me" time, doing the things that I want to do. Truly, I'm selfish. God is doing a great deal of work on me in this area. I've left Josiah only 3 times, for a very short amount of time. I've worried the whole time being away because I fear he will need me, and I wont be there. I am working hard on getting everything started for Christmas. I plan on making some gifts, so I'll have to be diligent with my time in order to get anything done. I've already started buying some presents, so hopefully December wont be so hard. I miss my friends. I miss my family. I spend most days going and going and going, then when I finally sit down and rest, I realize it is too late to call anyone and I've missed yet another day. I am going to make a great effort to change this...even if I have to write myself a note.
Kaylee is doing awesome in school. We've had problems, and spent the first several weeks fighting over it nearly every single day. It was difficult, but I think we're both adjusting. This past week she did good every day except one, and that was more of my fault because we missed nap time. She is reading very well, and learning to be more independent in her work. Today she helped me cook dinner. We had steak fingers, and she was responsible for breading them. She was a pro!!
Brian is a typical 2 yr old boy. I can't believe he will be 3 soon! He says most words with a d, even if they don't start with a d. For example, he says dumbo instead of gumbo, dood instead of food, dum instead of gum, dork instead of fork. It is really cute. His favorite food is mexinan dood. ;) He can throw some crazy fits, but he is such a sweetheart to me. I think he may have found his future wife. One of my best friends little girl, Selah, has stolen his heart. ;) Anytime she is around he gets all excited, and gives her tons of hugs and kisses, and follows her around trying to get her attention. He talks about her when she isn't around. The other day in the bathtub he told me that he loves her kisses. Yes, I think it is love. ;)
Okay, back to laundry I go. I'll try to update before my kids are grown. =)
Josiah is 2 months old now. 11 weeks to be exact. He is such a sweet baby. He hardly ever fusses, sleeps through all the chaos, and is always very generous with his smiles. He is truly a joy to me. I am still nursing, and it is going great. My only problem is that he doesn't want to take a bottle. He has taken a half of a bottle for my mom once, but he wont even touch it for Brian. This makes things difficult at times. It has been a struggle to adjust to having 3 kids. I have heard people say that if you can have 2, adding a 3rd isn't that big of a deal. I think they lied. ;) It could be the fact that I am homeschooling Kaylee for the first "official" year, and taking care of a newborn. The demands of homeschooling, child rearing, housekeeping and being a wife keep me busy pretty much all day. I'm still learning to be content, and not complain about my "job". I sometimes miss having "me" time, doing the things that I want to do. Truly, I'm selfish. God is doing a great deal of work on me in this area. I've left Josiah only 3 times, for a very short amount of time. I've worried the whole time being away because I fear he will need me, and I wont be there. I am working hard on getting everything started for Christmas. I plan on making some gifts, so I'll have to be diligent with my time in order to get anything done. I've already started buying some presents, so hopefully December wont be so hard. I miss my friends. I miss my family. I spend most days going and going and going, then when I finally sit down and rest, I realize it is too late to call anyone and I've missed yet another day. I am going to make a great effort to change this...even if I have to write myself a note.
Kaylee is doing awesome in school. We've had problems, and spent the first several weeks fighting over it nearly every single day. It was difficult, but I think we're both adjusting. This past week she did good every day except one, and that was more of my fault because we missed nap time. She is reading very well, and learning to be more independent in her work. Today she helped me cook dinner. We had steak fingers, and she was responsible for breading them. She was a pro!!
Brian is a typical 2 yr old boy. I can't believe he will be 3 soon! He says most words with a d, even if they don't start with a d. For example, he says dumbo instead of gumbo, dood instead of food, dum instead of gum, dork instead of fork. It is really cute. His favorite food is mexinan dood. ;) He can throw some crazy fits, but he is such a sweetheart to me. I think he may have found his future wife. One of my best friends little girl, Selah, has stolen his heart. ;) Anytime she is around he gets all excited, and gives her tons of hugs and kisses, and follows her around trying to get her attention. He talks about her when she isn't around. The other day in the bathtub he told me that he loves her kisses. Yes, I think it is love. ;)
Okay, back to laundry I go. I'll try to update before my kids are grown. =)
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| I had every intention of sending out birth announcements. But it was at the bottom of my extra long to do list, and didn't seem to make the cut. My sweet friend Mindy took some pictures of our little family, and I will share them on another blog post. But for now, here is announcing Josiah Allen Carney. He was born August 8, 2011 at 9:31 am. He weighed 7 lbs, 5 oz. |
Monday, August 22, 2011
This is reality
Today Josiah is 2 weeks old! =) Today Kaylee started first grade. Today Brian went back to work. Today has been...stressful!!
This isn't going to be a post completely full of complaining...but it may seem like it. ;) My morning was so bad that I came home and had to sit down and smile because I know that THIS is reality. Believe it or not, God has a purpose in my bad morning, and I made it out alive. =)
So first things first, I'm up every 2-3 hours feeding a newborn. Last night was a good night, and I got to sleep for 2 1/2 hours twice! Everybody was awake by 7 am, which worked out because I had to take Josiah to the doctor. Or so I thought. We get up and eat, and I get everyone ready with about 30 minutes to spare, so we started on school. I left the house thinking "Oh yeah, I got this, it isn't nearly as bad as I thought it would be". Then we got to the Dr office and after signing in I realize that my appointment isn't this Monday, but NEXT Monday! Great, I've made a trip across town for nothing. It is NOT easy loading and unloading 3 kids, especially when one of them is a newborn. I didn't want to waste the trip, so I decided to go ahead and do Josiah's pku at the next plaza over. So we get all the paperwork done for that and I'm waiting to be called back when Kaylee starts pushing on her brother and fighting over the toy tables in the waiting area. Sometimes I wonder if she didn't successfully make it out of the terrible twos. ;) So she is in time out beside me and I hear Josiah make a poopy diaper. I thought, "No big deal, I'll just change him when they call me back". They called me back a few minutes later, and as I was taking him out of the car seat I realize that the poop is running down his leg, and is now all over my shirt!! I go to grab the wipes out of the diaper bag only to realize that someone had taken them out. So poop is everywhere and I have no wipes. I wrap a burp cloth around him so she can go ahead and stick his heel so I can get him cleaned up. I tell Kaylee and Bubba to sit down in the chair so they aren't in the way, and of course that means push each other and fight like crazy. It took forever for her to finish the pku (or so it seemed, probably because I was stressed). I wet some paper towels, and strip him down and clean him up. I asked Kaylee to hand me the bags for dirty diapers and somehow when she was putting it back it opened and the roll of bags went across the floor, so I had to roll it back up to put it back in the bag. Meanwhile, the lady is standing outside the room waiting to call the next person. I get everything cleaned up and ready to go and head to the car. Kaylee helped me by buckling Bubba up, but she accidentally pulled the seat belt too far and it locked. As I'm driving off Bubba starts freaking out about it. I told him that I wasn't going to pull over, so he would just have to wait a few minutes until we were home. Josiah decided he was hungry, so he screamed most of the car ride home too. As I'm driving home feeling like my head is going to explode with 2 screaming kids in the back, I stop and realize, THIS is real life. These moments matter. Having multiple kids is not always easy, and it is not always pretty. Somehow, you survive though, and ultimately enjoy it. So we get home and I go to take Josiah out of the car seat only to realize that he had pooped all in his car seat too! So I had to change him and clean him up again, pretreat all of the clothes that had poop on it, change my own clothes and clean up, and start back school with Kaylee. Then, Bubba pooped in his underwear. He wasn't feeling well yesterday, and had a bit of diarrhea, so today it wasn't a lot better. I think I've reached my max on cleaning up poop today. But, we got almost through all of Kaylee's work for today. She enjoyed it, and I did too! Lord willing, tomorrow will be less stressful. If not, I know Gods grace is sufficient, and He will get me through. When we attended the homeschooling conference last month we listened to a speaker named Todd Wilson. One thing he pointed out was that Jesus said in Matthew 11:30 "My yoke is easy, and my burden is light". We need not stress out or think things are impossible. That has really stuck with me. This morning may have been rough, but I'm thankful still.
On to happier news, I'll update on Josiah. We took him on Friday the 12th to the doctor and he weighed 7 lbs 10 oz. He had gained 10 oz since we left the hospital on Tuesday evening, which is a good thing. He had a little bit of jaundice, but she said as long as he was feeding and pooping well, it didn't need to be treated. He has been doing great! The first few nights he slept 4-5 hours at a time. That quickly wore off and he has been waking me up every 2 hours pretty consistently. After feeding and changing him, that only leaves about an hour and a half before he is awake again. Somehow I still have energy to get through the day...that is obviously a God thing! He doesn't cry as soon as he is hungry, he will root around for awhile, whimper a bit, and give you plenty of warning before he lets out a full on cry. He is already a Momma's boy. He almost never poops in a wet diaper. He waits until we change it and poops almost immediately after we get a clean one on. He sleeps through the chaos and noise of our house, I guess he is used to it now. ;) He is a sweet, sweet baby and I am so very thankful for him!
This isn't going to be a post completely full of complaining...but it may seem like it. ;) My morning was so bad that I came home and had to sit down and smile because I know that THIS is reality. Believe it or not, God has a purpose in my bad morning, and I made it out alive. =)
So first things first, I'm up every 2-3 hours feeding a newborn. Last night was a good night, and I got to sleep for 2 1/2 hours twice! Everybody was awake by 7 am, which worked out because I had to take Josiah to the doctor. Or so I thought. We get up and eat, and I get everyone ready with about 30 minutes to spare, so we started on school. I left the house thinking "Oh yeah, I got this, it isn't nearly as bad as I thought it would be". Then we got to the Dr office and after signing in I realize that my appointment isn't this Monday, but NEXT Monday! Great, I've made a trip across town for nothing. It is NOT easy loading and unloading 3 kids, especially when one of them is a newborn. I didn't want to waste the trip, so I decided to go ahead and do Josiah's pku at the next plaza over. So we get all the paperwork done for that and I'm waiting to be called back when Kaylee starts pushing on her brother and fighting over the toy tables in the waiting area. Sometimes I wonder if she didn't successfully make it out of the terrible twos. ;) So she is in time out beside me and I hear Josiah make a poopy diaper. I thought, "No big deal, I'll just change him when they call me back". They called me back a few minutes later, and as I was taking him out of the car seat I realize that the poop is running down his leg, and is now all over my shirt!! I go to grab the wipes out of the diaper bag only to realize that someone had taken them out. So poop is everywhere and I have no wipes. I wrap a burp cloth around him so she can go ahead and stick his heel so I can get him cleaned up. I tell Kaylee and Bubba to sit down in the chair so they aren't in the way, and of course that means push each other and fight like crazy. It took forever for her to finish the pku (or so it seemed, probably because I was stressed). I wet some paper towels, and strip him down and clean him up. I asked Kaylee to hand me the bags for dirty diapers and somehow when she was putting it back it opened and the roll of bags went across the floor, so I had to roll it back up to put it back in the bag. Meanwhile, the lady is standing outside the room waiting to call the next person. I get everything cleaned up and ready to go and head to the car. Kaylee helped me by buckling Bubba up, but she accidentally pulled the seat belt too far and it locked. As I'm driving off Bubba starts freaking out about it. I told him that I wasn't going to pull over, so he would just have to wait a few minutes until we were home. Josiah decided he was hungry, so he screamed most of the car ride home too. As I'm driving home feeling like my head is going to explode with 2 screaming kids in the back, I stop and realize, THIS is real life. These moments matter. Having multiple kids is not always easy, and it is not always pretty. Somehow, you survive though, and ultimately enjoy it. So we get home and I go to take Josiah out of the car seat only to realize that he had pooped all in his car seat too! So I had to change him and clean him up again, pretreat all of the clothes that had poop on it, change my own clothes and clean up, and start back school with Kaylee. Then, Bubba pooped in his underwear. He wasn't feeling well yesterday, and had a bit of diarrhea, so today it wasn't a lot better. I think I've reached my max on cleaning up poop today. But, we got almost through all of Kaylee's work for today. She enjoyed it, and I did too! Lord willing, tomorrow will be less stressful. If not, I know Gods grace is sufficient, and He will get me through. When we attended the homeschooling conference last month we listened to a speaker named Todd Wilson. One thing he pointed out was that Jesus said in Matthew 11:30 "My yoke is easy, and my burden is light". We need not stress out or think things are impossible. That has really stuck with me. This morning may have been rough, but I'm thankful still.
On to happier news, I'll update on Josiah. We took him on Friday the 12th to the doctor and he weighed 7 lbs 10 oz. He had gained 10 oz since we left the hospital on Tuesday evening, which is a good thing. He had a little bit of jaundice, but she said as long as he was feeding and pooping well, it didn't need to be treated. He has been doing great! The first few nights he slept 4-5 hours at a time. That quickly wore off and he has been waking me up every 2 hours pretty consistently. After feeding and changing him, that only leaves about an hour and a half before he is awake again. Somehow I still have energy to get through the day...that is obviously a God thing! He doesn't cry as soon as he is hungry, he will root around for awhile, whimper a bit, and give you plenty of warning before he lets out a full on cry. He is already a Momma's boy. He almost never poops in a wet diaper. He waits until we change it and poops almost immediately after we get a clean one on. He sleeps through the chaos and noise of our house, I guess he is used to it now. ;) He is a sweet, sweet baby and I am so very thankful for him!
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
C-section or Natural?
A few people have asked me which I would prefer, a c-section or natural birth. Of course, I would prefer natural birth. Don't get me wrong, it has it's own pain to recover from, but I would still take a natural delivery over a c-section any day. With my first c-section, I was in a great deal of pain afterward and took a good 6 weeks to recover. I was so drugged up when Kaylee was born that I can hardly recall seeing her for the first time. I don't even think I was awake in our first "family photo". They whisked her away and 4 hours later I could see her again. I wanted to nurse her but I couldn't even move because of the pain. Recovery was slow and awful.
With my second c-section, which was a planned c-section, I had virtually no pain afterward. In fact, I came home from the hospital on a Saturday and did a load of laundry. I remember being disappointed that Brian wouldn't let me go to church that Sunday. The birth, however, was probably one of the scariest times of my life. The spinal didn't take, and I could feel the doctor start cutting me open. I hadn't found out the sex of the baby before hand because I wanted to have some sort of special moment during his birth. Little did I know they would have to put me to sleep, and again, I would be the last to see my baby, and the last to know the sex. I had to view pictures of him before I ever met him because, again, they took him for 4 hours before I could even see him. I was pretty much heart broken.
This time I was the first hold my baby. I was the first one to feed him. Brian and I got to spend precious moments with our baby before the nurses took him away and cleaned him up, and even before family came in. The experience was indescribable. I am in pure awe of God's handiwork. While I'm holding my baby I think about how he, just a little over a week ago, was curled up inside of my tiny abdomen. How God has designed a woman's body to carry a child, and then give birth, it is a beautiful experience. Only a Perfect, Holy God could create something so beautiful.
I am thankful for all of my babies, and their births. I am thankful for my c-sections because they have made me appreciate the beauty of natural birth that much more. I am thankful for doctors and technology that when things go wrong, they no longer have to choose the mother or child's life, but through a c-section can most times save both. But I'm thankful as well for the beauty of giving birth without a scalpel. Given the opportunity, I'd gladly choose a natural birth any day.
With my second c-section, which was a planned c-section, I had virtually no pain afterward. In fact, I came home from the hospital on a Saturday and did a load of laundry. I remember being disappointed that Brian wouldn't let me go to church that Sunday. The birth, however, was probably one of the scariest times of my life. The spinal didn't take, and I could feel the doctor start cutting me open. I hadn't found out the sex of the baby before hand because I wanted to have some sort of special moment during his birth. Little did I know they would have to put me to sleep, and again, I would be the last to see my baby, and the last to know the sex. I had to view pictures of him before I ever met him because, again, they took him for 4 hours before I could even see him. I was pretty much heart broken.
This time I was the first hold my baby. I was the first one to feed him. Brian and I got to spend precious moments with our baby before the nurses took him away and cleaned him up, and even before family came in. The experience was indescribable. I am in pure awe of God's handiwork. While I'm holding my baby I think about how he, just a little over a week ago, was curled up inside of my tiny abdomen. How God has designed a woman's body to carry a child, and then give birth, it is a beautiful experience. Only a Perfect, Holy God could create something so beautiful.
I am thankful for all of my babies, and their births. I am thankful for my c-sections because they have made me appreciate the beauty of natural birth that much more. I am thankful for doctors and technology that when things go wrong, they no longer have to choose the mother or child's life, but through a c-section can most times save both. But I'm thankful as well for the beauty of giving birth without a scalpel. Given the opportunity, I'd gladly choose a natural birth any day.
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