I have known for a while that we were going to have a new baby. I am now reluctant to share the big news. We, of course, are thrilled. We lost a baby to a miscarriage at 11 weeks in 2008 (between Lydia and Josiah). It's difficult beyond words to go through the elation of a new baby and then the depression of losing one. Furthermore, everyone wants to offer their "comfort" which often does nothing but rub salt in the wound. The most comforting thing was a dear older lady in our church who came to me with puddly eyes and said, "I'm sorry and I understand. I lost one about 45 years ago. You never forget and you never stop loving him."
Anyway, from that point Jeremy and I decided that the easiest and most practical thing to do was to just wait until we're out of the first trimester and we've been to the doctor. The kids have known for about 2 weeks. Something Ethan said to his Sunday school teacher made her ask if we were expecting, but all-in-all they kept it quiet. I was really proud.
We mentioned the new baby at church Wednesday. Our church doesn't have any large families and only one other medium-sized family (5 kids). We weren't sure how the news would go over, even with church people. I think it was mostly well received, but there was some head shaking and frowning. Do people really think that their opinion matters to us? Or maybe they think that our reproductive life is their business. I did have some come to me with sincere well-wishes though.
This will be our fifth baby and fifth c-section. I wish that my first doctor had cared enough to examine the shape of my pelvis with my first or second breech baby. I wish I would have known then what I know now. I would have immediately sought chiropractic care to fix my sacrum. I mean, I knew that I had a misaligned spine, but it never caused me much discomfort. I never made the connection. Hindsight is always perfect vision and dwelling on the past can't change the present.
Anyway, let's not end this post so bittersweet. :-)
"Mom, I was going to get out of bed ... again ... and then sleep happened."
Why is behind the couch the best place to play?
Waiting for Dad's goodnight kisses.
We are on the home stretch in school. We should be done April 30th if we take no spring break (and I don't think we need one). I have to decide on what we will do for next school year. When I had Josiah we started back the second week of July and took off the entire month of September. Then we ended up taking off another month when Josiah was hospitalized. I'm really sure that I want to do something else with science. I've never been impressed with A Beka's science program. I've been praying about other core subjects and still have peace with nothing. From what I see of other curricula, deciding on what grade level to put them in is the toughest decision. Ethan would be in kindergarten if he were in the government's school. He's in A Beka first grade right now, a year ahead. With some of the curricula I've looked at, he's already covered whats taught in their 2nd grade. Putting a 6 year old in 3rd or 4th "grade" is intimidating. I've always thought that the hardest part about homeschooling is not actually teaching your kids, but being sure that they are getting what they need.