When I was 9, I wanted to go to Harvard, become a lawyer and live in the city. Single and childless.
(My dad still asks why I didn't go this way- ;) )
Then as I got older, I decided I wanted kids and a lot of them. I grew up with a close extended family and we saw our cousins on a regular basis- it was great. Especially having girl cousins when I didn't have a sister.
When I was a teen, my girlfriend's father used to call me "Babies", because he thought it was so funny that I wanted a lot of kids.
When I was 19, I went to an appointment with my doctor and he asked me if I wanted to have kids. He told me that if I didn't have them soon, he didn't know if I would be able to have children. The amount of Adenomyosis, kind of like Endometriosis, could be a problem for me. I don't think I knew what to do with that information.
I felt I was too young, but couldn't believe there was a chance I might not have kids. I had always just thought I would have kids.
Obviously, God had other plans for my life.
When I was 20, I got pregnant and married and my life really began.
I was not praying or serving the Lord, but looking back I can see His hand on my life.
After having my first, I dreamed of having another right away.
But, we were young and waited.
I then had 2 miscarriages.
This was hard because the fear started to creep in that I might not have anymore kids.
Around this time, I found my way to church- I had gone since adolescence, but stopped when I got married and had never really had a relationship with the Lord.
This changed at that time and I started to pray and try my best as a young mom to seek out the Lord.
We had baby #2, our precious red-headed daughter- who was quit a surprise, but my mom has red hair and it just worked out that way.
I was pretty content- 2 daughters. I figured my husband would never want to have anymore and we were still kinda young- life was good.
And then we got pregnant again and I had my son- the miracle we gave birth to at home, in our mini-bathroom, not because we wanted to, but because he came so fast.
Wow! A son. What a blessing.
And a couple of years later, we bought our house, our first home, that we live in now and had baby #4, a boy!
2 boys and 2 girls!
As I sit here typing I am large with baby #5, a girl.
And I couldn't be more excited.
Does this mean we are going to have more?
No, this is it.
We are seriously blessed.
And maybe, just maybe when these kids are older and out in the world, starting their own lives, we can take in kids that need fostering and give them a stable home for a short time. (My dream) But, shhhhh, don't tell the husband, he wants to travel at that point.
But, that is a post for a whole other day. :)
Behold, children are a heritage from the Lord, the fruit of the womb a reward. Psalm 127:3
And for the moms waiting to be pregnant, having trouble, waiting to adopt, wanting a baby, or having their first, I am praying for you. And remember to pray to Him- He hears you.