About our family
We are a happy family of six. My husband, David and I wed 13 years ago this October 2008. Katelyn was born 4 years later on March 9, 1999. Ashley came quickly about 18 months later on August 28, 2000. It was complete. Or so we thought…
I got pregnant with Bethany, well, by accident. Don’t get me wrong, I know how these things happen, I just didn’t try to achieve the end result. But there I was, 34 and pregnant. I am very much in love with my husband and we are very happy, however neither one of us wanted this baby. I was devastated. I know, I am an awful person and mother, but an honest one. I prayed that the Lord would take this chid from me. It is a painful thing to admit, but it is important you know the story so you better understand us.
Bethany was born on May 8, 2006. She was delivered and I was breathless. Instantly I was in love. The overwhelming guilt and love came pouring out. How could I have wished her away? I am so grateful that we serve such an awesome God that knows our hearts and our minds and what is best for us - even when we don’t. She is everything I never knew I wanted. That precious surprise gift that you had no idea you even wanted, but once opened you can’t imagine living without. Now my life was complete, er, so I thought.
A little more than a year later, my hormones were out of whack. I was a mess. Emotionally unstable. I made an appointment to see my OBGYN for a hormone check. She came in with a positive pregnancy test. I promptly threw it at her. Yes, you read that right. Fortunately she didn’t charge me with assault of a deadly, urine soaked weapon. I begin to cry, and then I laughed. You know the kind of laugh that comes from the very inner depth of you that once out can’t be controlled? What a hysterical God we serve. My husband was to turn 40 in January, I was almsot 36 and here we were, pregnant again. I called him on the spot from the office. “David, honey? You know how my hormones have been really whacky lately? Well, there is a good explanation for it but I am not sure you are going to like it. Um, we are having a baby.” I can’t post his response. I can tell you it was a cuss word and then silence on the phone. He adjusted quickly though and I think he has recovered somewhat to us having four kids.
Of course, that day was just the beginning. Dawson was a hard pregnancy, and we had already three girls and the thought of another; well, we can’t afford the tampons. And I can’t tell you the number of times my dear doctor would refer to my advanced maternal age. Oh bother. I wanted to throw something at him too. He survived, as did we.
God blessed us with a boy - Dawson. In hebrew it means - David’s son.
Now we are done. Seriously. My man has been neutered. That is a whole other story.
Blessed we are. Every child blesses us in their unique and most beautiful way. You know the saying “When life brings you lemons, make lemonaide?” Well, that is sort of our life philosophy. I am not saying our children are lemons, though they can be quite sour at times. I am saying that on a hot day when you just can’t take the heat - there is nothing better than a sweet glass of lemonaide. And that to me is what my kids are. My life is that hot day and sometimes I can’t take the heat, but my children bring me that beautiful sweet comic relief that makes me glad to be alive!
Oh and I should mention, we have an extended family of 4 dogs, 6 gerbils, 5 cats, 2 fish and 4 triops (a homeschool project -they are prehistoric “shrimp”).
