Wednesday, October 22, 2008

No baby yet, but thinking...



Last night I had several very uncomfortable contractions in a row, each one harder than the last one. As I rode them out I kept thinking that I wasn't ready to say goodbye to carrying this baby inside me. I am so very ready to see him and hold him, but it's bitter sweet this time. My pregnant days are ticking away and this is my last baby. My heart's full of memories from all four pregnancies, and the emotions are heightened by the abortion articles that I've been reading. I feel so thankful that I have been able to carry my four children and every bit of nausea, heartburn, weight gain, and pain has been worth it to bear these children and call them mine. Motherhood is a generous gift from a loving God and today I'm soaking up each minute, each kick, each sign of this baby's thriving life inside of me. What a contrast to the knowledge that 40 million babies in our country have been brutally slaughtered, passing from the warm safety of their mother's womb into a hateful cold death. The contrast leaves me trembling and in tears. I'm burdened to pray and to cry out to God for these silent, suffering little ones. Will you join me in praying for these babies? And if you're a mom, will you comment and share a treasured memory from your pregnant days? If your babies are adopted, will you share a memory from your adoption experience? Let this be a little ebenezer, proclaiming each baby's worth and the joy that motherhood is meant to be.

5 comments:

Jenn said...

I am not a huge fan of the pregnancy days but reading your post is certainly a reminder to me to let go of the negativity of the uncomfortable days and hold on to the gift that it is to have kids. And even more the gift it was to carry each of them to the end. I can never tire of sharing how my second was failure to thrive and caused us a great deal of stress and as we prepared for her sister we prayed that she would eat better and be healthier. The Lord answered that prayer by blessing us with a 9lb 15oz girl who topped the scales at 24lb her first yr!
I'll be thinking of you and praying for you in these days ahead!

katiek said...

I am with Jenn where I don't necessarily treasure those/these pregnancy days as much as some. But I do think it was funny that Josiah was so big (9lb 12oz)that he kicked part of my stretched belly totally numb! It regained it's feeling after a week or so post pardum. And with Eden they thought I would give birth to a baby elephant and she was welcomed on Mother's day, a petite 7lb 11oz. A 12 hr unmedicated birth with no problems, including being a great nurser! I am praying to have that again!

grace said...

I totally loved being pregnant, especially with Henry the second one, mostly because I had no nausea and I had been through this before. Henry was smaller than I expected (7 pounds) but bigger than Rehema. They have both nursed well even though I still work and I thank God for that. Children are a blessing. I pray for strength during these last days and that you have a safe delivery

Moriah @ Please Pass the Salt said...

Hey Karen! We haven't caught up w/ each other in a while and I STILL have your water bottle and the little purple doll bloomers. LOL.

Just thought I'd check in for some baby news... I've been reading a lot and feel the same way you do and I have and will join you in praying for these innocent ones.

Let's get together, uh, after the baby's *allowed* to leave the house. :)

PS: I mostly like being pregnant. (Not that I am currently, tho.)

lynnp said...

You summed up well how I was feeling this last bit with Atticus. What an extreme freakin' blessing! I even waited a minute to check his gender when he was born as though that would hold on a little longer to the mystery and miracle of pregnancy. I treasured each little movement this fourth time and am always humbled that I've been able to grow and carry these amazing little guys into the world.