Thursday, February 9, 2012

God bless...

Grace has a new interest, prayer. She is asking to pray at all times during the day, is very specific in her word choice and is so sincere. I am so proud of her! Though some of the things she is choosing to pray for are down right hilarious. I can not help but giggle as we sit on her bed and listen to this child "talk to Jesus".

Here are just a few of the things she has prayed for or said during prayer lately starting with tonights prayer,

"God bless me, and the people who bring the pizza.."
"....and thank you for my candy for when I poop"
" mommy I want to pray for your school ok?... Now you pray for mine"
"God bless that and that and that and that and that"
"God bless my name, my music, and my mirror"
"Thank you God for Mickey Mouse and those Bubble Guppies.."
"We gotta talk loud so Jesus can hear us.."
"Hush momma and bow your head.."
"I wanna pray for my G. R. A. C. E."
" Will you pray for me?"

Is that not the sweetest thing you've heard today? OH and she is OFFICIALLY 2 1/2 this week!


Sunday, February 5, 2012

What's so wrong with one?


I have been doing a lot of research lately about raising gifted children, positive parenting, natural parenting, and most importantly parenting with prayer. Mike and I have spent a lot of time talking about our family... what we want it to look like, where we want to live, when's a good time to buy another house, and also Grace as an only child. So recently, with the influx of comments like "When are you guys having another?, Grace would be a good big sister, You need about 2 or three more of those (kids), are you pregnant?" also gritting my teeth as I listen to the critical comments when I answer with "Oh no... just one for us", I started doing a little research on only children families. There is so much information out there about this.. most just as critical as the random person, but some very informative :). I am looking for POSITIVE stories of people who could only have one child...MEDICALLY.

When people ask me about "When am I thinking about another" I want to wear a BIG SIGN around my neck that says ... "I HAD A MISERABLE PREGNANCY...DO NOT ASK ME IF IM HAVING ANOTHER" Now, anatomically..I can get pregnant whenever I want to.. Mike and I are perfectly fertile. PHYSICALLY is another story. I KNOW God had a plan for us with Grace. I had packed on about 15 lbs prior to my pregnancy, making me the HEAVIEST I have ever been. So when my body started rejecting food that 15 lb "cushion" was a life saver.. literally. When I went on medically leave at 10 weeks, my Mom's living situation allowed her MOVE IN WITH ME . Mike and I had recently moved into an inexpensive duplex that did not require my salary to pay bills. I know God was watching out for us. I also like to think that her being a "surprise" to us at our young age was a gift from God. Younger is healthier.

I do not feel that I have to explain to anyone my reasons for not wanting to be pregnant again. At this point in my life I don't want to. Their are many, many,many, many, reasons why Mike and I have chosen this for our family. Some are realistic and practical, some are selfish, and the majority lie in the fear of the "unknown" of what a second pregnancy could do to me... even more to us. I was researching a little tonight and come across this article, it was a really good read. Who knows what the future holds.. we will let that lie in the hands of God. But for now this "blogger" sums it up for us in her last line ..."Whatever we decide, we're all going to be O.K!"

this site was a huge help to me, and is very informative on severe hyperemesis gravidarum

WHY IS IT A CRIME TO HAVE AN ONLY CHILD?

By NATALY KOGAN

You know those moms who are easy-going and just take parenting in stride?

I am not one of them.

From the day my daughter was born, four and a half years ago, I’ve been a little obsessed with doing the right thing, parenting-wise. For example, when she was three months old I went back to work, and, even though my milk began to dry up almost immediately, I spent 45 minutes, three times each day, connected to the loud monster (a.k.a. breast pump) in my office, my assistant watching guard outside and some male colleagues making cow jokes in just-loud-enough voices. My doctor, my friends, my mom, my husband and my assistant, who was probably getting tired of the daily watchdog routine, all told me to just chill and give it up. No way. I had this artificially made-up goal to make it to six months and I was going to do the right thing and get there.

I tell you all this to show how hard I try to be a good parent. But apparently, my husband and I are completely messing up our daughter’s life anyway because we’re thinking she might be our only child.

The questions from, well, everyone, began around the time when our daughter turned three. I’d meet another mom who would ask me, a few minutes into our conversation, when we were having another. (It was usually “when”, and rarely “if”.)

“Oh, I am not sure, we might just have one,” I’d say, only to see the other mom’s face turn into one of disbelief, at best, and instant negative judgment, at worst. This would be followed by a range of comments, from the passive-aggressive “Are you serious?” to my personal favorite, “I’m sure you’ll change your mind soon.”

I got the same response from an OB GYN I visited recently, after we moved. When I said we might have just one child, I was given a look that made me feel like I’d just announced I planned to leave that child starving and alone in the house for days. I switched to a different OB, but I kept running into women who made it sound like having an only child is borderline criminal parent behavior.

This is probably a good time to tell you that I am an only child.

If you’re conjuring up images of a self-absorbed narcissist or a total loner without any friends, I’m going to disappoint you because while I have my quirks and “issues,” I’m actually quite nice. I like people; I am pretty good at sharing, unless it’s a piece of delicious dark chocolate for which you might have to fight me; I love my parents dearly and don’t think they ruined my life by not “giving” me a sibling. O.K., I’m a bit of a perfectionist and can’t sleep if the house isn’t clean, but I have enough friends from large families who are the same.

The other day I told a friend that I am getting really tired of the presumptuous “more kids” comments and she told me to just ignore them and do what’s best for our family.

She’s right. But first I have to figure out what IS best for our family. As much as my husband and I have talked endlessly about the reasons why we think having one is best, this is a ridiculously difficult and emotionally charged decision, and I obsess about it all the time. I hear a friend talk warmly about visiting her sister and I immediately think about how nice it would be for my daughter to experience that warmth when she is older. I see my daughter play with a little baby at the park and my eyes almost tear up as I daydream about her playing with her own sibling. I go through the good-things-about-having-siblings checklist in my mind, and come out convinced that yes, we should definitely have another.

And then I remember all the reasons why we think we may just want one. Some of them I hesitate to share here, but most have to do with worrying about maintaining our sanity, our relationship with each other and our daughter and having any time for horribly selfish things like our non-family and non-work interests.

It isn’t that I don’t think those reasons are good enough, but that I am struck at how many others don’t seem to think so. Sometimes I wish that I had a more “acceptable” reason to give them. If I were older I could say that, well, we’re too old to have another. If, like during my childhood spent in the former Soviet Union, we lived in extremely difficult conditions and literally didn’t have enough means for another child, I could use that as a justification. But we’re young, we have the means and, on top of it all, we appear to have gotten this parenting thing under control – we’ve got no “excuses.”

Which doesn’t mean, of course, that anyone has any business telling us what horrible parents we are for raising an only child or for well-meaning folks to give us endless insight about how great our daughter’s life will be if only she had a sibling. (This always makes me want to start telling them about all the people l know who don’t get along with their siblings, hate their siblings, don’t talk to their siblings or swear that their life would be so much better if they didn’t have to deal with their siblings. Last I checked, sibling love isn’t guaranteed.)

Like other parenting decisions — to breastfeed or not, to let kids cry it out or not, to go back to work or to stay home — figuring out how many kids to have is an extremely personal process, but it’s also one that causes others to share advice and opinions without much invitation.

My daughter recently asked me why we don’t buy her a brother or a sister. I tried not to laugh at the buy comment and asked her if she wanted one. “Nah,” she said, “I like being with you and Daddy.” And for that little moment I had no doubts — whatever we decide, we’re all going to be O.K




Saturday, February 4, 2012

Thursday, February 2, 2012

"let's say amen"

Our sweet girl made us so proud today. Grace goes to parkway baptist w.e.e school in college station everyday, and so far we have had way more positive experiences than negative. She goes to Spanish class, chapel, dance, and music with brother Bob weekly. But twice a day the center joins together in the main building to pray together as a group, this is my absolute favorite thing about this center. Today when I picked grace up from school her teacher was so excited to tell me that Grace led the group prayer and her note said " it was awesome!" my sweet little 2 year old sassy pants spoke loud and clear to pray for each person in her class by name and then said " and thank you God for everyone in the room" . I'm so proud to be her momma today :)