It has been awhile since I’ve gotten on here. It goes against what I was trying to do by writing more and being consistent with it, but sometimes life just happens. And in our case, that meant welcoming the news of having a baby in early October.
We found out we were pregnant in February. February 5th to be exact. My first doctor’s appointment was the following week and we found out we were 6 weeks pregnant at that point.
The past two months have seemed to be a whole lot longer. Not a day has gone by since then that I haven’t thrown up. That might be a bit too much information. But it’s true. It’s been real life for us. And it has only been this past week (which I’ve had off work for spring break) that it has only occurred about once a day. I’ve been really sick and lost lots of weight from not being able to keep much down. I have no appetite or energy. And calling it “morning sickness” is a joke because it lasts all day long. I’ve tried a lot of different things to help. I had to have an i.v. from dehydration. I can’t do much at work anymore. The getting up early routine and walking around lots at work wears me out and gets me sick. From what I’ve heard, this isn’t normal for all. Some just have it worse than others. So we keep pressing on. Spencer and I have had to adjust to this different way of life.
But the good news in all of it is that the baby is fine and healthy! Praise God for that!
I used to be such a doer. Someone who worked really hard constantly. When there was a job to do at work or around the house, I just did it. I’ve always had a hard time learning to rest and slow down. But this pregnancy has forced me to ask for help, admit I’m tired, and slow down tremendously.
Spencer has been amazing through it all so far. He has cooked when I haven’t been able to walk in the kitchen. He has cleaned when I have no energy whatsoever. He has taken care of me when I don’t have the strength to even take care of myself. He has been an amazing encouragement and help. Without complaining, he has served our family tremendously. Spencer is going to be an incredible father. He already is, and we haven’t gotten to meet our baby yet.
All the sickness might get better as we climb our way out of this first trimester valley, but it might not. Either way, we will hold fast to the promises of our God and know that He is with us. We will use the hard times to make our marriage stronger and more effectively share the gospel with the world. Whatever may come, we will have joy. We will continue to sing the songs of His mercy, grace, love, forgiveness, and kindness, in whatever may come.