Monthly Archives: January 2010

more words about this pregnancy

Just before finding out I was pregnant I started to read my Grandfather’s Memoir. I love learning more about that man, he is so precious and inspiring, loving and faithful, encouraging and insightful.

Grandpa tells a story of his mother Maude. In the critical moment, she vowed to the Lord that if He would spare her daughter Virginia’s life from the spinal meningitis that was about to take it, then she would fully dedicate her life to Him, no matter what else she did in her life. God healed Virginia and Grandpa was born two months later. At his birth, Great-Grandma Maude prayed, “Lord, I am going to fulfill my promise to You through my son.” Isn’t that beautiful!?!

She made scripture memorization part of Grandpa’s daily rhythm when he was little. As she went about her domestic duties, she taught him. She taught him to read when he was four and had him read the Bible to her as she worked. It is life-giving to me to know this about my Great-Grandmother, that she made a vow to God, extended it to her son and then facilitated its fulfillment in Grandpa by teaching him, simultaneously fulfilling it in her own life, within her responsibilities as a hardworking mother and in her spare time, serving the church. Awesome!

I recommend my Grandfather’s Memoir highly! Even if you don’t know who he is. It was edited by my brilliant and gifted father and it is bursting at the binding with insight and an inspiring joy to read. Order it here. If that link expires, find the book at www.express-image.com in the “store.”

This is my heritage and as I read about Maude, suspecting that I was expecting a baby, the story was illuminated. I felt like it was both calling me home and pointing a new way for me to go. When I found out that I am pregnant, I decided, without vowing it to God for fear of failing Him, that I will read my Bible every day of this pregnancy, as well as pray the prayer I shared in my last post. Though that prayer is morphing a little day by day into my own expression (including an “And bless my birth, Lord” at the end :) ).

In my Grandfather’s life – how the Lord steered him from his own plans to become a surgeon, to where he is today and all the lives that have been made whole in between through his ministry – all the glory belongs to God, and yet the power of my Great-Grandmother’s devotion is evidenced. The power of a praying pregnant woman! The dedication of a young mother of small children teaching them the Word of God! This is my heritage. As Jonathan Safran Foer said (in one of the best movies ever, I have yet to read the book), “… everything is illuminated in the light of the past. It is always along the side of us… on the inside looking out.” Maybe it is time for my past to regain significance in my life? It feels like it’s happening aside from anything I’m doing, I’m along for the ride and very hopeful about what lies ahead.

Here’s a photo of Maude.
Maude

words, just words (mostly)

I know there are probably more than a few people who check in here periodically, just to look at the pictures. This is not the post for you, but then, you already know that because of your sneaky, fast eyes!

I just feel there’s so much to catch up on! But the most important thing, the one that is going to take my life and thus this blog in a totally new direction, is that I am currently 6 weeks pregnant with our fourth child. See what you photos-only people miss?

If you’ve been following for a little, you probably remember the fourth child journal I started in Spring of 2009. And then there was nothing to report for a long time. It became an inward journey for me to answer the question, “Should we have another baby?” And I did continue the fourth child journal, but it was way too personal to share. It was such a big question and I didn’t want to have to find the “right” answer, I wanted something to just happen to answer it for me. But at the same time, if we were going to conceive, I wanted to do it conscientiously. There was a lot of back and forth for both Sid and I. But we both ended up on the same exact page in mid-December. We want another child! One more feels just right to both of us. We feel that when we are at our best (well-rested and priorities straight . . . this is most of the time I should mention), heaven on earth is spending time all together loving each other and sharing life.

If you don’t already know, Sid almost died 17 days before June was born. She probably would have been born sooner, too, but I asked her to not come out until Daddy was home from the hospital. My midwife also suggested that she may not come very soon after his emergency surgery because of my stress and it’s chemical influence over my physiology. So surrounding June’s birth, we had such immense gratitude that Sid was alive to know her and raise her and that has really effected our experience raising her. Also, being that she was our third child, we were experienced parents and felt much more comfortable knowing what we could just “let go.” And we learned to let even more go (some, at the sight of the condition of our home, might contend we’ve let too much go!), and while it was a challenging time when she was little, it was a wonderful time. We can’t help but feel we’ve come to a place in our parenting, in our spiritual journeys (the two are inherently intertwined), that a fourth child will bring us even more unspeakable joy. Already we savor hearing Jonny’s, Aveline’s and June’s thoughts about the bean-sized baby and what it will be like for them to have a teeny baby come live with us and join our family. We get to give each other those knowing glances, when we’re afraid that any outward expression of our relishing their ideas will influence their continued sharing. You know those, right? Those glances are a whole new level of romance, I must say!!

So that’s where we’re at. It’s early, which can be scary, I did miscarry once and didn’t even know for sure anything was wrong until 10 more weeks from where I’m at now with this one, so I’m just taking it one day at a time and praying this lovely prayer that I found in The Jewish Pregnancy Book:

An Eighteenth-Century Prayer for Every Day of Pregnancy
Lord of the Universe, Ruler of Hosts, all creatures look hopefully to You. In their time of trouble they look to You for salvation. And even though I am not worthy to come before You with my prayer, I harden my resolve and approach to humbly place my request before You. Just as You remembered Sarah, heeded Rebekah, saw Leah’s sorrow, and did not forget Rachel, just as You listened to the voice of all the righteous women when they turned to You, so may You hear the sound of my plea and send the redeeming angel to protect me and to help me throughout my pregnancy.
In accordance with Your graciousness, save me from all harm, sickness, hurt, disability, and pain. Be gracious to me so that the child I carry not be malformed, and grant me an unconditional gift from Your finest treasure trove. Listen to the prayer that springs from the deepest recesses of my heart, and let the child I bear within me be righteous, good, and proper. Strengthen me and gird me so I shall not miscarry.
Be gracious unto me and listen to my prayer, for You listen to the prayers of all who call upon You. Blessed be the One who listens to prayers.

And for you photos-only, I still want you to get the gist of this post, so here’s a photo after all.
evidence of our 4th baby!!

Of course I took a picture of the test!! It’s too crazy, not knowing one minute, and then knowing the next! You’re asking a little plastic thingy to tell you whether your life is about to change drastically and unalterably. It was a truly joyful sight sight for me and I wanted to capture it, I’ll surely not be seeing one of those ever again, tested from my own hormones. Just think, that second line could be the first evidence of what will turn out to be a 80-90 year life! Another person, sacred to God, a soul whom He knew before it was knit together in it’s mother’s womb! I get to be a part of that! Could anything be cooler?! Of course I took a picture :)