I want this blog to be unique…
I don’t want it to be all about me and how I have everything figured out.
Nope, not even a little bit.
I know I am supposed to have this blog… to write, share, and relate… But here is the problem:
I have only had so many experiences and can only reach so many people with them. It dawned on me a while back that I am surrounded by moms/women with beautiful stories.
Therefore, I have determined to use space to bless more women with the bravely shared stories of others.
There is something so beautiful in knowing that you are not alone.
For the first time ever we are doing a MOMentous Monday update! Almost 6 months ago I introduced you to my childhood friend Megan. She shared her heartbreaking story of miscarriages and the relentless pursuit of God in her life.
Now she has an exciting and so very unexpected update for us!
I just finished re-reading the blog post I wrote last October. I’m sitting here in tears, reminded of where I was that day. We had already made the difficult decision to no longer try for anymore children. I was trying to make my way through the week that would have been the due date of my most recent loss.
The day before my last story was published, we were hit with another gut wrenching loss in our family. My 19 year old Brother-in-law unexpectedly and tragically left this world to return home to our Lord. I spent that week trying to be strong for my husband. The day that should have been my due date, I spent celebrating and mourning the life of a beautiful young man and musician, gone too soon.
The loss of our Sweet James drove home the decision we’d made. We could not handle anymore heartache like this. This is just too much for our hearts to bear. We were terrified and rocked straight down to our cores.
But once again, God had other plans for us. The month of October was a whirlwind, and November brought a surprise none of us were ready for.
I was pregnant again.
On November 7th I woke up and, for no real reason other than just feeling a little off, I decided to take a pregnancy test. I sat in the bathroom while my husband was in the shower and watched as that little blue line slowly appeared.
How can it be positive?
When could this have even happened?
Oh God, what if I miscarry again?
Do I even tell Brian yet?
Maybe I should wait until I’m a little further along.
Then Brian got out of the shower, and apparently I’d started crying.
All I could do when he asked me what was wrong was show him the test. He didn’t even have to look at it. His face split into the biggest grin I’ve ever seen and he started laughing. To this day I’m not sure if he was laughing because it’s the only way he could react, or if he was laughing at me crying over what should have been delirious giggling of my own.
Either way, we were going to have another baby.
I couldn’t believe it.
Do we tell our family yet?
How are we going to do this?
I had finally just come to terms with the idea that Damon would be our only child.
We decided to tell our immediate families that day. Everyone cried when we told them, said a million prayers of thanks, and each one set me off into a whole new torrent of tears.
There have been a lot of tears, and a lot of prayers, since then. Some I can’t help but crumple under the fears of the unknown and the what ifs, not knowing what to do or how to feel. Other days I find myself in absolute awe of the blessing God has given us once again, and I’m overcome by tears of joy.
Last Thursday, my husband and I made our way to the Diagnostic Center for another ultra
sound. This time, not only did we get to see our sweet little babe, we got to find out if Little Hayden Who
2 was a boy or a girl! I must have said five million little prayers that morning, from the moment I woke up to the moment I laied down on that table to see our little one. It took all of two seconds for baby to show us what we could be expecting in another 20 weeks!
Today, thanks to Christen, I have the opportunity to announce, not only to my family, but to all of you who read my story and offered up selfless prayers for my family and I, that…
I won’t lie… I was so completely sure this little one was a girl and I had my heart set on a future filled with softball and cheerleading, like I had growing up.
In fact, our majority vote from family and friends was for a girl, 50 votes for girl to 14 votes for boy.
But the evidence is rather, well, obvious!
Now it’s time to pull up my big girl panties and brace myself for the life of a mom with BOYS!!!
I am so excited, and thankful, for even having the opportunity to have another baby.
God truly has blessed us, once again.
Once again my husband and I find ourselves learning more and more about the depth of gratitude we owe our Father God, about the blessings he offers when you walk in His light.
We are more than thrilled to be having another little
bunch of noise with dirt on it, just like his big brother. We can’t wait until July to welcome him home.
Thank you Christen, for allowing me to share this wonderful news with everyone, and thank you to all of you who shared your prayers with us after reading my first story. Can’t wait to share this Little Hayden Who (name still to be determined, lol) with you guys in July!
Thanks for joining us for (MOM)entous Monday.
If you have a story you would like to share… Please, please, please contact me!
Let’s bless people with the story of our lives… it really turns all that pain into purpose.
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