1. Dads can be very supportive through pregnancy loss. In the end of September, when I had my most recent miscarriage, my Dad called me almost every day to see how I was doing.
2. I don't know what I'd do without the love and support of Angie. Just like my dad she checked in on me on a daily basis during the rough patches this year. I love Angie for selfish, she's my best friend reasons, too.
3. My fertility issue is not getting pregnant, it is staying pregnant. Since October 2010 I've had four (confirmed) miscarriages.
4. Losing a pregnancy and your home all in the same week is much more of a blessing than one would expect. The challenges that each present can help in the process of healing the loss of the other.
5. Starting a new engineering firm, even when there is plenty of work, is far less lucrative than I would have expected :) And far more stressful. I figured I'd be doing this by now...
Oh, Scrooge McDuck! How on earth did you dive into gold coins without severly injuring yourself?
I'm teasing, of course. I just wanted a good excuse to make a reference to Scrooge McDuck :)
"Mommy, this blanket is pissing me off."
"This house is making me sad, I want to go camping."
"Mommy, you my best friend."
7. The Great Book says that the value of a virtuous woman is far above rubies. The value of family is far above that... by several orders of magnitude.
8. Laughter truly is the best medicine.
9. Being in the delivery room when a new baby is born, no matter how much you love the mother, or how excited you may be for her it is extremely difficult when struggling with fertility issues. I cried for an hour in the bathroom of Angie's delivery room after her son was born. Not one of my more proud moments in 2011.
10. No matter how hard you try, you can't look cool with bangs when you are outside in the wind.
11. I've got a lot of growing up still to do... That is why I still feel so young, I suppose. It is just all that immaturity I'm still carrying around :P
Last Christmas as we said our good byes after dinner at my grandparent's house my grandfather gave me a big hug and whispered in my ear that he felt that 2011 would be a great year for me and my family. I felt immense comfort at the time because my grandfather is an amazing man with great faith.
I have thought many times over the year about what he said. Many times I've wondered when the good things would happen
Cheers, or "chink" as River calls it, to the end of 2011 and the beginning of 2012.







1 comment:
I'm not sure where to start. First, you are an amazing writer and you are pretty darn hilarious:). Second, I am so very sorry for your many losses. I honestly can't imagine. I lost two and thought my heart would never recover. You are in my thoughts. Third, River seems like the sweetest little boy ever. I love all the adorable things he says, and those pictures are amazing. I am feeling so much grief in your post...and then I sense the quiet strength, the courage to carry on. You are doing an amazing job. I am hoping and praying that 2012 is a year of blessings for you...you deserve it BIG time.
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