Oh baby, baby

After having four babies my husband and I decided that since we had four healthy ones we would stop.  On our oldest daughter's 10th birthday my husband had a vasectomy and that was it.  Looking back, yes it hurts my womb, I feel we made the right choice.  Even though it is against our religion we weighed the pros and cons and felt that God would forgive us, well him, for what he did.

We decided that we would adopt, when we have the proper home with the right amount of space, bedrooms, and size in general.  Until then we will raise our children and once Little Miss B is off to Junior Kindergarten we will consider applying to the local CAS to be foster parents.  There are many many children out there who need a loving home.

I look forward to those days in our future where we can help nurture more children, and happily I can say that my children are thrilled to be apart of that as well.  Every once in awhile my feeling about my husband's procedure leans a little to the depressing side.  I know God intended us to have many many children, maybe not as many as the Duggers by any means but I thought we'd have six, I thought that would be a good number.  Reality kicked us in the face one day and we learned that raising the four we have is going to be financially straining some times and we really needed to make sure these four get what they deserve.  We will be in better financial standing when we adopt, we'll both have steady income by then and that will make things much better.

I still have that feeling when I see babies or when I see a confident mom, who isn't afraid of what people think, in the park nursing or sitting at Walmart doing it.  I love those women.  I remember getting a phone call from an ex-boyfriend, if you can call him that, when I had My Boo, she was 3 months old at the time and I hadn't talked to him for almost a year and a half.  It was New Years Eve and he wanted me to come and see him, I let him know that I couldn't I was nursing my baby, it was very early in the morning and I was too tired anyway.  I was Eighteen at the time, my whole world changed two weeks after my 18th birthday when I found out I was pregnant.  She became my whole world and nothing mattered more than her.  Five years, three months and seven days later Lucy Lu was born and then My Little Man a couple years later and finally Little Miss B three and a half years ago.  I wouldn't change a thing, I love them completely.

I found out a few months ago that a good friend of mine is pregnant, then I found out one of my best friends were pregnant as well.  Both are people I never expected to have more babies.  Makes me happy to know more babies will be brought into my friendship circle but saddens me that I don't get to enjoy that wonderful feeling of having another baby in my belly.

I entered this giveaway that I've shared below.  If I win I will give it to one of my friends for their baby, I thought I would share a little bit of my life with you as well as this giveaway.  

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