I've been re-committed to my lifestyle change for about a week now. Things are going well and I'm excited to have some goals set and on my way to achieving them.
I was talking with a friend about changing your diet (his based on food allergies) and it was brought up that it becomes a challenge of finding something you can eat that still tastes good. It's odd, but you actually look forward to tackling the task, kind of like a game!
I don't claim to be a nutritionist by any means, but I wanted to jot down something I've noticed in the process of changing what I eat.
Even, when I'm not watching what I eat, I almost can't stand to eat pancakes, waffles, or french toast in the morning. I immediately get sick from all the syrup. My blood sugar spikes high and then I crash really low, really fast. It's just not worth eating them for how crumby I feel after. Because of this I know a high protein breakfast is more beneficial for me. Only problem with that is, there are only so many high protein breakfast meals that I can come up with so I get bored fast.
This morning Mr Medic made pancakes, and while I planned not to eat them, I remembered that I'm consistently short on carb servings almost every day (sad predicament to be in, right?) I decided I would have one small one, about the size of the palm of my hand. Now I just had to figure out what I was going to put on top. I knew syrup was out of the question and I've tried a few other things like yogurt or fruit, but I wanted to go for something different this time.
I wanted to include protein, but not eggs since I've had egg whites with spinach every morning in the last week. I decided to with with cottage cheese on the pancake (sounds weird, I know) with a little something to sweeten it. My choice was strictly based on calories, so I'm sure I might now have made the healthiest choice possible. Who knows though?
Fruit would be ok, but I plan to have a smoothies for a snack later and want to save my fruit servings for that. I decided to pull out the "sweeteners" I had on hand to see which would be the best choice. What's your guess from the above 4 choices?
Th yogurt has 250 calories per cup, brown sugar has 15 calories per teaspoon, honey has 60 calories per tablespoon, and the syrup has 200 calories per 1/4 cup. Putting them all on the same level: Yogurt has 5 calories per teaspoon, honey has 20 calories per teaspoon, syrup has 17 calories per teaspoon, and brown sugar has 15 calories per teaspoon.
I knew if I chose the yogurt I would have to put more than just a teaspoon on to make it taste good, plus it has way more ingredients I'm not sure about listed. I went with 1 teaspoon of the brown sugar, and it was delish. I enjoyed this new combination, without feeling like I'm "dieting" and got the protein that I needed too!
I am learning that eating better is about being more conscious of what I am putting in my mouth, rather than doing what is easiest or most logical. Sometimes what you think is best might not be, and usually you can find a better alternative that tastes just as good. GOOD.BETTER.BEST.
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August 19, 2013
July 14, 2013
Free to Choose = Self Control
Who would have thought that my ability to choose will eventually teach me self control! Those two words, choice and control, don't seem to be related, but they are.
We've had a pretty good amount of focus made on addiction, specifically pornography in our church congregation lately. I was asked to give a lesson on it (warning signs, prevention, etc) which provided me an opportunity do to a lot of research. During my study, I came across one source that gave this list as signs of digital overload:
10 Ways to Cut Back
We've had a pretty good amount of focus made on addiction, specifically pornography in our church congregation lately. I was asked to give a lesson on it (warning signs, prevention, etc) which provided me an opportunity do to a lot of research. During my study, I came across one source that gave this list as signs of digital overload:
10 Signs of Digital Overload
- Slipping away from activities with people to check e-mail or social networking sites.
- Checking the same sites repeatedly within a short period of time.
- Spending little time outside.
- Finding it hard to complete a task such as writing a report without frequently breaking away to check e-mail or unrelated websites.
- Spending little time in face-to-face interactions with friends.
- Going online or using a digital device when you feel stressed or want to avoid an unpleasant task.
- Family members spending most of their time at home in separate rooms interacting with screens.
- Frequently using digital devices to entertain a child instead of talking, singing, playing, or reading with him or her.
- Checking the computer first thing in the morning, or getting up during the night to use digital devices.
- Spending long stretches of time surfing for content, often viewing content that is inappropriate or borderline.
I don't think any person can read this list without identifying with at least one of these, even if just partially. While this list may be related to signs of a pornography addiction, I viewed it in the way the title suggests...DIGITAL OVERLOAD.
As I completed preparations for the lesson I was to give, and finally shared it with other women at church, this bit of information continued to linger in my mind. It's only obvious why. I will be the first to admit that I am overloaded digitally.
At the time, I committed right away to cutting back. Thankfully, the same source didn't leave me hangin'...they gave another list on ways to cut back:
10 Ways to Cut Back
- Check and answer e-mail only once or twice a day, at scheduled times.
- Use social networking sites only at scheduled times and for a set number of minutes.
- Practice a “digital Sabbath”—setting aside one or two days each week to “unplug.”
- Leave your cell phone in another room during time with family or friends.
- Call instead of texting.
- Invite children to help search the house for supplies that can be used in nondigital activities: children’s books, board games, art supplies, and equipment for outside play.
- Organize a talent show, art show, or service project with family or friends.
- Use Internet-blocking software to keep on task while working.
- Limit recreational surfing; watch TV and videos selectively and intentionally.
- Keep a gospel-centered perspective, using technology to uplift yourself and people around you.
I decided to focus on #2 and #3. Things were going great! I felt more productive, granted I think I manage most things fairly decent already. I keep a tidy house (notice I didn't say clean...don't look too close or you'll see I haven't cleaned my tub in a while) and maintain other responsibilities pretty well too. What I mean is, I don't think I am overly neglectful, but I did notice an increase in meaningful one on one activities with each of my boys.
I'd say I made it about 2 weeks with more structured online time and none on Sunday, but then I got reeled right back in. I won't bore you with the details of how, but that initially I was trying to help someone out, and be thrifty at the same time (both good things right?) I told myself once this little "project" was done I would go right back to the structure that I enjoyed. You see, it started out innocent, but then it became so easy to justify a little more digital time.
So here I am several weeks after my project ended and I'm finding it hard to cut back
I will never be that person who deactivates accounts (FB, just so we're all on the same page). Here's why:
- Not only does it seem extreme, but I believe I will benefit more as an individual and develop stronger character by learning self control. Moderation in all things is key. Besides, doesn't it sounds like what Satan wanted to do in the beginning? He wanted to take away peoples agency and make them follow God. If I remove the "problem" completely then I have no choice, no opportunity to practice self control, and inevitably lose the good that can come from it when used in moderation.
- Good can come from digital resources. Some of the positive ways I choose to utilize them include: sharing what I know about Jesus Christ and His Gospel, recounting fun and exciting things about being a mom which helps me look on the bright side when mommying gets tough, and nourishing important family relationships of those who are not near me.
- I have been able to keep tabs on ladies in my church congregation. This has proven very helpful time and time again as I have a responsibility to make sure each woman in my church has their needs met. It is next to impossible to know every woman's needs, the trials she is facing, or even her triumphs. A simple Facbook status update can tell me when someone is sick, struggling to make it through school, or just needs a little pick-me-up.
This is where I say how I'm going to get back to where I was in moderating my media use...the thing is, I can't really say. I keep putting it of for a "better" day, but I've decided that now is the time!
In the midst of writing this I have successfully completely my second go around, first digital sabbath from FB. I've filled my day with wonderful things to do and I can't wait till tomorrow when I can practice self control.
Along with a few other stipulations I won't bore you with, I have decided for now to restrict myself to use FB only when both boys are napping. The catch is, there is always a million things I would like to do or need to do during that time. I'm going to have to decide what is most important, tackle what I need to do first, and then if there is time left over; I can relax and veg however I choose.
Here's to some progress on the self control voyage!
What have you found helpful in moderating your digital time...or anything for that matter?
March 2, 2013
Never Say Never
I'm not sure that I have ever told our little love story. It's a pretty good one. Are you ready?
We were married 3 short months later, one of the greatest days of my life. I cannot even begin to say all the wonderful blessings that have come from that choice.
If I didn't go on a mission when I did, or come home at the time I felt prompted to, I wouldn't have been on that plane with Mr Medic to give him that book. I can't think of a better person I'd want by my side.
Love you babe!
Mr Medic and I both served missions for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints in Cincinnati Ohio. Now those of you who are LDS, I know what you are thinking! I'll crush your suspicions immediately. I had no interest in Mr Medic while serving, or after for that matter. I swore I would never be one of "those girls" who marry someone from my mission, let alone someone younger than me.
As proof that I was not in the least bit interested in him, here's a little situation that played out while still serving a mission:
As proof that I was not in the least bit interested in him, here's a little situation that played out while still serving a mission:
When I got my travel itinerary to go home and found out I would be with Mr Medic the entire way home I was pretty put off. I was scheduled to be with him for a long layover in SLC and then be on a small plane with him the rest of the way home. My mind turned to the first time I met him on a preparation day toward the beginning of my mission. I asked him where he was from and when he told me, I said I was from the same place too. Very rudely, he insisted that I wasn't, even after I showed him my drivers license. After that, he was just one more missionary in a sea of many. When I finally came to my senses, I turned to my companion and told her the news about who I was going home with. She replied "What if you married him?" I snapped back immediately "SICK...NO!" hahahaha
SOOOO....the day to travel came and I was so nervous I got sick with verbal diarrhea, spilling my life story to the poor boy (as if he really cared) the whole way home. Not only did I torture him on the plane, but I made him stick with me during our layover in SLC so I wouldn't be without a companion. What's worse is that we ended up meeting all of my female family members in the airport for lunch. His dream come true I'm sure.
We both survived an awkward lunch and then boarded our tiny plane home for the last leg of our trip, to which I quickly became physically sick from the bumpy ride. I'm sure we were both ecstatic to part ways once we landed, but our story doesn't end there. Here's what happened next...
OR WAS IT?
A couple weeks later while living at home with my mom there is a knock at the door and who on earth do you think it was? Mr Medic, of course! I was not expecting him and was totally caught off guard. He was returning a book I gave him on the plane, which I had totally forgot about. Then through a series of very awkward events we started hanging out.
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| Just one of our many awkward moments...our first date. |
So there you have it. Pretty soon after we started hanging out I got the strongest impression I had ever received, as if someone was talking directly to me, that I must say yes if he asked me to marry him. I was in denial. That just wasn't in my plans. Doing so would go against everything I said I wouldn't do, and everything that I thought I wanted. Again, I swore I would never be another typical short term dating/courtship Mormon statistics.
I have sinse come to learn that the moments when I think I have a better plan are the times when I really need to trust in the Lord and do what He asks. I have never been let down, and the outcome has always far exceeded what I could have ever planned or imagined.
My sweetheart proposed to me on December 1st, 2007 and I said YES...of course!
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| The night we got engaged (not even two months after coming home from our missions) |
If I didn't go on a mission when I did, or come home at the time I felt prompted to, I wouldn't have been on that plane with Mr Medic to give him that book. I can't think of a better person I'd want by my side.
Love you babe!
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September 21, 2012
Twodles likes girls
He's only two and is definitely already showing his interest in the ladies!
His first time going to a movie theater was to see The Lorax. He was glued to the ginormous screen for every minute of that brightly colored movie! From that point on he talked about Audrey non-stop. He constantly says, "where Audrey...she cute...I love her" or "mom, your pretty like Audrey!" He even said he wants to be Audrey for Halloween.
Then on the fourth of July we went to the city parade. One of the floats had a bunch of girls dancing on the flatbed of a semi to loud music. When Twodles woke up from his nap that afternoon, he told me "pretty girls dancing on truck, music loud!"
As of late he's found a new crush...Rapunzel. We borrowed Tangled and as we were watching it he said "I love this girl, she pretty, she got long hair on her"
Here's where Mr Medic will point out that even at a young age boys like girls with long hair, but its not the long hair I've got on my mind. Its that he's even showing affection for the girls at all when he's so young.
Twodles is clearly attracted to girls. I have never heard him say "I like the boy, he is cute" Now one could argue that he has been trained and conditioned to respond affectionately to girls only. He see's his daddy and me being affectionate (which I believe is very important for children to see) and he watches movies that depict men and women liking each other. I have never talked to him about liking one or the other, nor have I allowed him to watch forms of media that promote same gender attractions. So I guess if that is conditioning...I'm guilty.
I've expressed here on my blog once before already about how I believe that we are each born with specific gender identities, and I know that includes our attractions to those whom God intended, men for women, and women for men. I know is that without much outside influence, Twodles enjoys him some cute girls, and it sure is cute and just a little alarming. I assume I may just have to keep a close eye on him as time goes on. I wouldn't want him to be that sneaky little boy that is caught chasing the girls at recess playing kissing tag!
So here are my questions:
Do you believe that people can be born with SSA, or is it a series of events that cause them to develop those tendencies, or a combination of both?
Do you believe that a parent can have a strong influence on their child's sexual preference?
| Any girl would love this tough looking dude. The bandana and GI Joes in hand tip the scales! |
His first time going to a movie theater was to see The Lorax. He was glued to the ginormous screen for every minute of that brightly colored movie! From that point on he talked about Audrey non-stop. He constantly says, "where Audrey...she cute...I love her" or "mom, your pretty like Audrey!" He even said he wants to be Audrey for Halloween.
| First time to the theater |
| Twodles checking out the ladies at the Fourth of July Parade, and Mr Medic looking VERY skeptical |
As of late he's found a new crush...Rapunzel. We borrowed Tangled and as we were watching it he said "I love this girl, she pretty, she got long hair on her"
Here's where Mr Medic will point out that even at a young age boys like girls with long hair, but its not the long hair I've got on my mind. Its that he's even showing affection for the girls at all when he's so young.
Twodles is clearly attracted to girls. I have never heard him say "I like the boy, he is cute" Now one could argue that he has been trained and conditioned to respond affectionately to girls only. He see's his daddy and me being affectionate (which I believe is very important for children to see) and he watches movies that depict men and women liking each other. I have never talked to him about liking one or the other, nor have I allowed him to watch forms of media that promote same gender attractions. So I guess if that is conditioning...I'm guilty.
I've expressed here on my blog once before already about how I believe that we are each born with specific gender identities, and I know that includes our attractions to those whom God intended, men for women, and women for men. I know is that without much outside influence, Twodles enjoys him some cute girls, and it sure is cute and just a little alarming. I assume I may just have to keep a close eye on him as time goes on. I wouldn't want him to be that sneaky little boy that is caught chasing the girls at recess playing kissing tag!
So here are my questions:
Do you believe that people can be born with SSA, or is it a series of events that cause them to develop those tendencies, or a combination of both?
Do you believe that a parent can have a strong influence on their child's sexual preference?
- For instance, if I were to play dress up with Twodles and occassionally put him in a dress, or give him barbie dolls to play with or whatever it may be, is it possible that I can alter his "original" sexual preference to that of another?
January 22, 2012
A Tough Commitment to Keep
While I'm being open and honest, here is one of the many other things that has been on my mind while preparing for #2:
My amazing mother was a single parent most of my childhood and still is. She worked her tail off for years trying to provide even the basic necessities for her three children - all to her mental and physical detriment. To this day her dedication and persistence amazes me.
As much as my mom continued to work, our needs were not met. And, like many single parents she sought government assistance. I grew up on food stamps and Medicaid and I didn't know any different. I know that my mother truly did her very most to provide, and did what was necessary to care for us.
Once I was engaged, those ever important conversations of morals, values, and ideals were laid on the table. I strongly recommend to those who are engaged, or any couple for that matter, to sit down together and talk about your opinions and beliefs about a variety of topics. You may think that you and your significant other are on the same page, but you may also be very surprised! Upon doing this myself, I was not surprised or concerned, per se, but was given a new perspective on the idea of self-reliance.
We were not faced with such pertinent self-reliant decisions until I was actually pregnant with Twodles. Now the norm for my area is this: get pregnant, drive a couple minutes to the department of health and welfare, apply for Medicaid, WIC, and usually food stamps. It's not even a question really. This way of thinking is what we have come to know as "The 'Golden' Age of Entitlement." I overheard a girl once having a phone conversation in between classes that went something like this: "I'm so excited you are pregnant...I'll take you to get signed up for Medicaid!" She didn't say anything like "Do you have health insurance?" or "Have you started a new budget to be able to pay for medical bills and a baby?"
Now here's where I share what I believe. I know it may be different from what you believe, but I remind you that these are MY THOUGHTS AND WORRIES.
Mr. Medic and I made the decision that if we wanted to have children, we were going to be responsible for the cost of bringing them into the world and providing their needs throughout their life. We also feel that it would not be honest to accept certain forms of government assistance when at least one of us is perfectly capable of working to provide for our needs.
1. Maintain a clean and organized home, as to provide a less stressful environment for my already over-stressed husband.
2. Keep a tight budget. (Man, that takes so much time and effort. Plus I'm not good at math!)
3. Couponing...it really can save you a lot of money!
When all is said and done I see this face...
THE "GOLDEN" AGE OF ENTITLEMENT
My amazing mother was a single parent most of my childhood and still is. She worked her tail off for years trying to provide even the basic necessities for her three children - all to her mental and physical detriment. To this day her dedication and persistence amazes me.
As much as my mom continued to work, our needs were not met. And, like many single parents she sought government assistance. I grew up on food stamps and Medicaid and I didn't know any different. I know that my mother truly did her very most to provide, and did what was necessary to care for us.
Once I was engaged, those ever important conversations of morals, values, and ideals were laid on the table. I strongly recommend to those who are engaged, or any couple for that matter, to sit down together and talk about your opinions and beliefs about a variety of topics. You may think that you and your significant other are on the same page, but you may also be very surprised! Upon doing this myself, I was not surprised or concerned, per se, but was given a new perspective on the idea of self-reliance.
We were not faced with such pertinent self-reliant decisions until I was actually pregnant with Twodles. Now the norm for my area is this: get pregnant, drive a couple minutes to the department of health and welfare, apply for Medicaid, WIC, and usually food stamps. It's not even a question really. This way of thinking is what we have come to know as "The 'Golden' Age of Entitlement." I overheard a girl once having a phone conversation in between classes that went something like this: "I'm so excited you are pregnant...I'll take you to get signed up for Medicaid!" She didn't say anything like "Do you have health insurance?" or "Have you started a new budget to be able to pay for medical bills and a baby?"
Now here's where I share what I believe. I know it may be different from what you believe, but I remind you that these are MY THOUGHTS AND WORRIES.
Mr. Medic and I made the decision that if we wanted to have children, we were going to be responsible for the cost of bringing them into the world and providing their needs throughout their life. We also feel that it would not be honest to accept certain forms of government assistance when at least one of us is perfectly capable of working to provide for our needs.
I believe that government aid, a "saving grace," is intended for unique situations including: single parent homes like my mother's, those with immense unforeseen or catastrophic medical emergencies, and those who simply cannot make ends meet "after all [they] can do." (The Book of Mormon, 2 Nephi 25:23) For instance, a couple CHOOSES to have children. They should plan, save, and budget to be prepared for the financial burden. They cannot, however, plan for the enormous unforeseen medical expenses that a less-than-healthy newborn may easily acquire. I also believe that it is dishonest to hide income by "gifting" family members your savings in order to qualify for government aid. For that matter, any act that is done with the intent to deceive is wrong.
As stated in The Family: A Proclamation to the World :
"By divine design, fathers are to preside over their families in love and righteousness and are responsible to provide the necessities of life and protection for their families. Mothers are primarily responsible for the nurture of their children. In these sacred responsibilities, fathers and mothers are obligated to help one another as equal partners. Disability, death, or other circumstances may necessitate individual adaptation. Extended families should lend support when needed." (bold added)
First, I want to point out that it says that circumstances may necessitate a shift in responsibilities. This means that my mom, who had to work my whole life, is not condemned for doing so. Next, it states that fathers are responsible to provide the necessities of life. Finally, extended families should lend support when needed.
From this statement, along with many others* given by Prophets and church leaders, we (as a couple) believe that it is ultimately our responsibility to take care of the needs of our children. Is this an easy task? HEAVEN'S NO!
Now here is my constant worry, the battle in my own head, while we prepare for #2...
It is so hard, that some days I just wish I could do what "everyone else" is doing and march my fanny down to the welfare office and sign up for any aid available. Then my worries would be gone! I know ALL my worries would not be gone, but imagine not having to stress about paying for medical bills, food, or most of your housing. That's a lot less worrying!
Do I REALLY want to be in debt once again from having another child, when we JUST got #1 paid off? And then to have to watch my husband work so hard to repay those debts, all while feeling like a single mother most of the time?
I begin to feel guilty for questioning our original commitment to be self-reliant. I have to fight back feelings of resentment towards others around me who "take the easier road," some who have no clue what it's like to try to stick with a commitment - a commitment that you wholeheartedly believe is God's will. I feel guilty that my husband is really the one with all the weight on his shoulders, and I'm the one complaining. I want to help him. I want to relieve that burden, and the only way that seems realistic is to do something that we chose not to do so long ago. How dare I want to turn back or give up now!
Some may feel that it is utterly impossible to have children or provide for a family while being a student on a small income, but we are living proof that IT IS NOT IMPOSSIBLE...dang hard...BUT NOT IMPOSSIBLE!
To really explain how we do it would be a novel. So in a nutshell, here's how:
Mr. Medic, bless him, I could cry just writing about his sacrifices...goes to bed so early that I put both "my boys" to bed at the same time, just so he can wake up almost every morning between 4 and 5 a.m. to study. This enables him to receive scholarships every semester he goes to school. Then while taking classes full-time, he spends most every other waking moment working any job he can. There have been semesters when he has held three jobs at one time. Sounds fun right? Most of the time not so much. I will say that I cannot remember a single utterance about the situation being unfair coming from Mr. Medic's mouth. I usually take care of that.
As stated in The Family: A Proclamation to the World :
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| First Presidency of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Days Saints at time of publishing of Proclamation. |
First, I want to point out that it says that circumstances may necessitate a shift in responsibilities. This means that my mom, who had to work my whole life, is not condemned for doing so. Next, it states that fathers are responsible to provide the necessities of life. Finally, extended families should lend support when needed.
From this statement, along with many others* given by Prophets and church leaders, we (as a couple) believe that it is ultimately our responsibility to take care of the needs of our children. Is this an easy task? HEAVEN'S NO!
Now here is my constant worry, the battle in my own head, while we prepare for #2...
It is so hard, that some days I just wish I could do what "everyone else" is doing and march my fanny down to the welfare office and sign up for any aid available. Then my worries would be gone! I know ALL my worries would not be gone, but imagine not having to stress about paying for medical bills, food, or most of your housing. That's a lot less worrying!
Do I REALLY want to be in debt once again from having another child, when we JUST got #1 paid off? And then to have to watch my husband work so hard to repay those debts, all while feeling like a single mother most of the time?
I begin to feel guilty for questioning our original commitment to be self-reliant. I have to fight back feelings of resentment towards others around me who "take the easier road," some who have no clue what it's like to try to stick with a commitment - a commitment that you wholeheartedly believe is God's will. I feel guilty that my husband is really the one with all the weight on his shoulders, and I'm the one complaining. I want to help him. I want to relieve that burden, and the only way that seems realistic is to do something that we chose not to do so long ago. How dare I want to turn back or give up now!
Some may feel that it is utterly impossible to have children or provide for a family while being a student on a small income, but we are living proof that IT IS NOT IMPOSSIBLE...dang hard...BUT NOT IMPOSSIBLE!
To really explain how we do it would be a novel. So in a nutshell, here's how:
Mr. Medic, bless him, I could cry just writing about his sacrifices...goes to bed so early that I put both "my boys" to bed at the same time, just so he can wake up almost every morning between 4 and 5 a.m. to study. This enables him to receive scholarships every semester he goes to school. Then while taking classes full-time, he spends most every other waking moment working any job he can. There have been semesters when he has held three jobs at one time. Sounds fun right? Most of the time not so much. I will say that I cannot remember a single utterance about the situation being unfair coming from Mr. Medic's mouth. I usually take care of that.
| Tired Paramedic Daddy |
| " BYU-I Paramedic of the Year" |
| Hot Firefighter Husband |
We also live on financial aid and the occasional student loan. We choose a student loan over government assistance because we are held responsible to repay it.
The things that I personally do to help make ends meet:
2. Keep a tight budget. (Man, that takes so much time and effort. Plus I'm not good at math!)
3. Couponing...it really can save you a lot of money!
When all is said and done I see this face...
and get to witness sweet moments like this...
| Twodles and Daddy looking for a lost car |
It makes everything so much more bearable and VERY worth all my struggles and moments of doubt!
DISCLAIMER: I have many acquaintances and close friends who have chosen a different way, who probably don't feel the same as I do. AND THAT'S OKAY! I just need a place to be honest. I need a place where my thoughts may be considered by others. I need a place where others can share their thoughts as well, and hopefully help me to be more sympathetic to those that have chosen to take "the easier road."
*applicable information begins around paragraph 21/22 and on.
January 16, 2012
I am not ashamed
It's risky business sharing your personal thoughts and opinions. You're always liable to rub someone the wrong way. But my previous post stated that I had some things on my mind that kept me from announcing our 2nd baby on the way, so here goes nothin'!
FERTILITY & FAMILY PLANNING
Just as a little background, because I haven't given any info about us yet...Mr Medic and I were sealed* in the Rexburg Idaho LDS Temple on March 1, 2008. It was one the the best moments of my life.
Within weeks of our special day and after much thought and prayer, we decided to try for a little babe. Some may think we are crazy, or you might feel like my mother who firmly believes a couple should have at least one year together prior to children. We already knew I may have some difficulties being able to get pregnant, so why prolong the waiting when it could be a long process?
Eventually after no luck on our own, we started basic fertility testing. It's a weird thing waiting for test results. It's as if you want them to find something wrong, at least that way they can try to fix it. But when test after test comes back basically normal, you start to lose hope. It got to the point where my OB could only do one more test before referring us to a fertility specialist. That was a scary thought. We couldn't help but worry about how much more that would cost. I mean having a baby is expensive enough, to then add fertility treatments on top of that.
We started to question our desires. Our church teaches that we should avoid excessive debt with the exception of a few essential things, but we also believe that the commandment given to Adam and Eve to "multiply and replenish the earth" still applies to us. We continually prayed that we would be able to bring a child into the world. One day I wondered was I really praying for the best thing. I mean, it wasn't like I was asking for something selfish or unreasonable. I just wanted to do what Heavenly Father wanted me to do. So one night instead of praying that I would get pregnant, I asked that I would accept the Lord's will, whatever it was.
Not soon after that experience, we found out I was FINALLY pregnant. It was again one of the greatest moments of my life. I couldn't even believe that it was actually real...that I was pregnant!
At that point it had been over 1.5 years of trying. I know there are people that will read this that waited MUCH longer or are STILL waiting, and that 1.5 years seems like nothing. But I firmly believe that when a person has a sincere desire, any amount of waiting is a long time.
In preparing for #2 we had a lot to think about. First we had to take into account some of my own health issues. Yes, I'm super cool and was born with only one kidney, which was something I didn't find out until after having Twodles. Maybe that lone kidney was the culprit behind me having to sport these little beauties for so long while I was pregnant...
| If this isn't good birth control, I don't know what is! |
Once we were more informed of my health issues, and were given the ok to try again, we assumed that it would again be a long time before I got pregnant. So its back to the same question: do we wait the "normal" amount of time between kids to start trying, and then have a long time before we even get pregnant? At that rate, I would be 90 before I had all 6-8 kids I think I want to have! I was also concerned that people would think I was wrong for having children closer together, or that Twodles would miss out on precious one on one time. We were also trying to time it right with school, health insurance, and all of that other stuff that makes paying for a baby an issue. I have no clue why it happened the way it did this time, but I got pregnant immediately!
We weren't expecting that to happen and all of a sudden I felt unprepared! I was excited but nervous too. What about all the people who aren't having the same luck that I am? Its not fair to celebrate my joys when I know others are suffering.
We weren't expecting that to happen and all of a sudden I felt unprepared! I was excited but nervous too. What about all the people who aren't having the same luck that I am? Its not fair to celebrate my joys when I know others are suffering.
The point is...it's very important to be sensitive of others. It is an emotional and heartbreaking thing to want to have children and not be able to. At the same time we shouldn't hide our own joys. Its important to show gratitude for our blessings, and one way to show gratitude is to be excited and happy. A person could be as sensitive as possible about fertility, or any matter, but still offend another person. But that person chooses to be offended. It is possible to be happy for other people without invalidating your own sadness. I went to many baby showers while trying to get pregnant the first time. I was still happy for them even though it wasn't me that was getting the shower. Was I sad that it wasn't me? YES, but does that mean that everyone else around me has to be sad too? NO.
Find joy in your successes and blessings, don't be afraid to verbalize your gratitude for those blessings. And at the same time, be mindful of those around you. Be sensitive and respectful. You never know the silent battles another person is facing.
I am constantly learning the same lesson over and over: my decisions are between me, Mr. Medic, and most importantly, the Lord. I am a visual person so here's my little equation to help keep it in my thick skull. Feel free to use my template to make your own! hahaha jk
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I know that I will do what is right for our family if I follow that equation. Every family is different too. One family may find they need more time as a couple before having children, or that more space in between children is essential for their sanity! Whatever the choice, it should be an educated and prayerful one. You can't go wrong that way! Then it doesn't matter what anyone else thinks or believes!
Be brave, share your feelings about what I have written. I won't hate! We all need to hear what it is like to not be able to have babies, being scared of sharing your happiness, or the trials that come with family planning. What have you done to overcome your hardships and turn them into strengths?
Find joy in your successes and blessings, don't be afraid to verbalize your gratitude for those blessings. And at the same time, be mindful of those around you. Be sensitive and respectful. You never know the silent battles another person is facing.
I am constantly learning the same lesson over and over: my decisions are between me, Mr. Medic, and most importantly, the Lord. I am a visual person so here's my little equation to help keep it in my thick skull. Feel free to use my template to make your own! hahaha jk
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I know that I will do what is right for our family if I follow that equation. Every family is different too. One family may find they need more time as a couple before having children, or that more space in between children is essential for their sanity! Whatever the choice, it should be an educated and prayerful one. You can't go wrong that way! Then it doesn't matter what anyone else thinks or believes!
Be brave, share your feelings about what I have written. I won't hate! We all need to hear what it is like to not be able to have babies, being scared of sharing your happiness, or the trials that come with family planning. What have you done to overcome your hardships and turn them into strengths?
*Following this link will take you to a section titled "Our Members" In that section you will find the topic "Blessings of Temples"
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