You Want Another One?

I’m just going to be sharing some fairly random thoughts today because I really, REALLY want to get back to blogging more often.  These thoughts are connected, though somewhat loosely.

Yesterday, I met with my midwife and as we were talking about how sick I’ve been, she said, “After going through all this with those two (pointing to my daughters), you wanted to do it again?”  I laughed and replied, “I wasn’t nearly as sick with those two!!”  This morning while leaning over the toilet yet again, I was thinking about that conversation and how I’d replied and realized I replied all wrong.  Even in the midst of all this sickness and exhaustion, I know I want more than one more.  I hope this won’t be my last pregnancy.  Even if it HAD been this bad with the girls, I’d still want another one because they’re so worth it!

I can’t wait to hold this little one in my arms and snuggle him/her.  I can’t wait to raise this baby, to teach him/her about Jesus.  To love…

Today, I went shopping with my girls.  I was feeling sick (of course) this morning, but I knew I had to go to Walmart and pick up some vitamins for H. and me and a few other things.  I also wanted to hit at least one garage sale in hopes to find some clothes that fit H.  I had thought about calling my mom and asking her to keep the girls while I shopped, but she spent her entire day Monday cleaning my house, so I refrained.  When I arrived at the garage sale I’d found on Craigslist, the person running it was walking around smoking, so I ended up leaving without getting out of the car.  (Shame for her…I’d planned on spending some good money on her little girl clothes!)  That left me with a little more energy than I’d planned on having when we arrived at Walmart.  Walking in, I had the sudden thought that it might be fun to walk the girls through Petsmart and check out the animals.  We had a blast!  They loved looking at the fish, birds, hamsters, rats (much to my dismay!), and cats.  We walked through and saw all the animals twice telling each of them goodbye when we left.  Then, we went to Walmart where they rode in the “silly cart” as H. calls it.  She loves the giant carts with the blue attachments on back where you can fit two kids.  The girls were so good all the way through and at the end, there was no one waiting, so I let them scan the items in the self-checkout and put the money in.  They thought that was just fabulous.

I guess the whole point of that story is to say, I enjoy my children.  They are fun.  They are wonderful.  They are sweet.  They are (for the most part) well-behaved.  So yes, I want another one.  Possibly another four or five.  And I might like to adopt a couple.  Is morning sickness tough?  Absolutely!  Is it tough enough to stop having children?  Absolutely not!  I’m a firm believer that children are a blessing from the Lord.  I know women who would gladly suffer all the morning sickness in the world to have just one child of their own.  So am I going to complain and whine about mine?  No way.  I count it a blessing because it means God has gifted us with another child.  And yes, I DO want another one!