I have no idea where this post is headed. It is just the contents of my head and heart on this September morning…
It’s official. I dislike the “newborn phase”. I don’t know if it has to do with the fact that my newborns have been challenging and anything but “normal”, but I much prefer babies once they reach the age of crawling and scooting around. That is when the fog started to lift when Little Bug was a baby and I can remember telling myself before Sweet Pea’s birth that things would get easier once Sweet Pea hits 6 months.
I forced myself to enjoy Little Bug as a teeny tiny newborn and I am doing the same for Sweet Pea.
The lack of sleep really gets to me. I am like a baby myself because I require an unusual amount of sleep. My mother tells me I would come home from Kindergarten and take a nap every day. Kindergarten!! Most kids have long ago given up naptime by the time they go off to school. Not Miss Needs to Sleep A lot.
When Little Bug was a baby, we would wake up at 7ish for her to eat and then we would sleep the morning away together in my bed until she needed to eat again. I learned very quickly you don’t have that luxury with the second child! And I thought I was "sleep deprived”. Ha! I am so funny.
It seems like since we started down this road of infertility four years ago (it is crazy to me that four years have passed since those days) that life has been nothing but challenges for me with some being bigger than others but challenges for me, nonetheless.
Infertility and the failed IUI and IVF cycles…then Tracy drama as we waited for Little Bug’s birth…then Little Bug’s withdrawals and first time mom challenges…then, just when life seemed to be settling, Tracy winds up pregnant again and there we went with 6 more weeks of Tracy drama…then we uncover Tracy’s deceit and go on our merry way thinking we will begin adoption #2 after Little Bug turns two…God had other plans and before Little Bug turned two we were matched again…and now we are dealing with the tummy saga.
It has been a very blessed road, but a challenging road all the same.
I am ready to enjoy life with no challenges, no situations in life where God is trying to grow me and teach me more about Him!
I know. Welcome to real life, where challenges are just a part of living.
I guess when we started to try and have a family that is when I lost my carefree, innocent existence and I started to learn about life in the big city where everything isn’t all peaches and cream and bad things happen to good people all the time.
Little did I know infertility was just the first of a string of challenges headed my way.
As I look back on the past four years, I see God’s hand on it all. Each challenge was placed in my life for a specific purpose. Each challenge has grown my faith and strengthened my trust in my Heavenly Father.
Trials and challenges in life are really a blessing.
I am one very blessed woman.
To think four years ago I had just gotten my very first negative pregnancy test on September 20, 2007. There was so much hope, even though even then I had my suspicions that it might take a while. I had just taken the first step of my journey through infertility, although, at the time, I did not realize where I was and where I was headed.
It didn’t take me long to figure things out. By Christmas I knew something was up and just after the new year we started seeking medical help.
And now, four years later, I am the mother to two little girls and infertility is a season passed.
I can remember thinking as I walked that road that I would never be freed from the pain and sorrow. I could not see an end.
There was definitely an end. I cannot pin point a certain day that I stepped off that road, but I have.
One of the greatest blessings of my life is that I grew up dreaming of pregnancy and I have never experienced any of that and yet I am totally okay. There is nothing in me that desires to seek a pregnancy.
I am a mother. All along, that was really the cry of my heart. I just wanted to be a mother.
I’m a mother alright! My two little girls keep me hopping all day long! They are, in fact, quite challenging right now, but we are making memories and I know, one day (probably sooner than I think) I will look back on these first few months as a mother of two and laugh at the craziness of it all.
I never would have chosen to have my children two years apart, but I have learned full well in the past four years that God’s plan is always perfect and always best.
He has things to teach me during this challenging time of caring for a baby dealing with drug withdrawals and her very active 2 year old sister!
I don’t want a peaches and cream life because 1) I hate fruit and 2) it is during the challenging times of life when God teaches us the most and grows and strengthens our faith in Him.
I want to keep learning.
Stay tuned for Q&A #3 coming later today.