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God-Planned Pregnancy
By Julie | October 6, 2008
Rewind back to May. I was reading the Bible, and really praying. Asking God where I was needed, and what I needed to be focused on. We had recently separated from our former church, so I was feeling up in the air, and needing direction. The way I felt I was being led was not what I expected, at all. But God wouldn’t be God if He didn’t surprise us, regularly. I felt God was telling me to focus on caring for my family, because very soon I would be pregnant with our third child.
Let’s just say I hadn’t decided I would have a third child, so I didn’t put a lot of stock into this coming true. In fact, I thought maybe my crazy mind was coming up with things on my own. Besides, God’s idea of ‘soon’ and mine are not usually compatible. He’s been around since the existence of time, and I have just over 34 years, our frame of reference to ‘soon’ is vastly different.
Even though it shocked me, I thought I’d forget all about the baby thing in no time. But I didn’t have a chance. For the next couple weeks we had some alarming mail. A brochure for the birthing unit in the hospital our sons were born at arrived. Even though both of our kids were born there, we had never received a brochure from them when I was actually pregnant, or any other time. Next we got another brochure for the birthing unit from a different hospital in town. Again, we have two kids, but never received any information from this hospital when I was pregnant, ever! A few days later we got a Babies”R”Us catalog, then another a couple days after that. We hadn’t received any baby magazines since well before my youngest turned 1. After that, another baby magazine came, one we’d never heard of, never requested, and have no idea how they would have gotten our names. We had not been receiving any information for baby stuff since our youngest was a YOUNG baby. In the midst of this I was talking to a friend of mine who told me she thought I’d have another baby soon! Why? She says she doesn’t know why, she just felt it. Marc and I were freaked.
I started feeling sick, a familiar ‘morning sickness’ kind of sick. Because of the prayer, and all the freaky mail, I bought a pregnancy test right away. I snuck in the bathroom while my youngest napped. The test showed in an instant… pregnant. My oldest son knocked on the door, demanding to know what I was doing. I called Marc at work, to make sure he was the first to find out. He laughed and said something about God being amazing. I tried to chuckle. I don’t remember if I was able to.
The summer was a blur of getting done only essentials, taking care of my boys, and lying on the couch sick every day. I hated feeling sick in the summer, when I should’ve been playing with the boys outside or trying to get them to the pool. I wondered why God had planned this, I knew I hadn’t, and I felt like a lousy mom. The kids played outside for a little while most mornings. I checked on them, but didn’t have the energy to be out like I wanted to. They’d come in to see me, ask for something and sometimes give me a hug. When the afternoons got hot, we watched PBS shows. I encouraged the boys to play with their toys in the living room, so they could be there with me. (Usually I try to have them keep them in their rooms). And we had stacks of books to read. At night Marc was more active with the kids. He didn’t complain, but I know he was tired. He did so much more to help me. I hated him working all day, and then doing my normal stuff at night. Then, slowly, very very slowing, the morning sickness was gone. Last month I felt the baby kick for the first time, and I was pretty excited about God’s plan.
Last week we had an ultrasound, and saw the baby for the first time. The tech told us every measurement she took was “perfect”. At the end she told us everything looks perfect! She said, “I can’t imagine anything going wrong with this one.” That’s a sign of God’s work, not mine. Then she said… ‘It’s a boy!’ My oldest was pretty happy, even though he wanted a little sister. But that’s fine with me; I know how to take care of boys.
Since I’m mid-way through this pregnancy, I’m filling out pre-registration paperwork for my hospital stay next February (if I deliver near my due date.) One question asked if this was a planned, or non-planned pregnancy. I filled in “non-planned”, and then wrote beside it “God-planned.” I don’t doubt at all… He did plan it.
If you’re interested Marc, uploaded the ultrasound…
Topics: Faith, Life and Living | 2 Comments »
October 6th, 2008 at 3:15 pm
wow
October 6th, 2008 at 3:43 pm
CONGRATS on the baby news!!!!!!!!!!!