carol | March 2, 2010
We usually tell about our pregnancies within the first six weeks. We were living in another city with Baby #1, so we told as soon as we could be in person with our families. With Baby #2, we told everyone on Christmas at 15 days after conception! With Baby #3, we waited until six weeks, so we could tell everyone on Christmas as well. Baby #4 was announced on Valentine’s Day. I told about Baby #5 at six weeks, but the miscarriage had already started. Mainly because of not wanting to worry the children, I waited until 3 months to tell about Baby #6. That was past the first trimester which is the highest miscarriage risk. This sixth pregnancy was announced on Valentine’s as well (technically the night before at a family Valentine’s party.) We told the children earlier that afternoon. They were thrilled. I was actually surprised at how excited they were. At the party, we told my parents, my brother and sister-in-law, two nephews, my maternal grandparents and aunt. Everyone seemed genuinely happy and congratulated us. Later, my paternal grandfather and other aunt happened to call, and they congratulated me as well. My sister was happy for me when we talked on the phone that night. After the party, we went to Derek’s parents and told them. Only his mother congratulated us. I did send personal Facebook messages to a handful of people I thought would care and they all replied positively. My website post brought some nice comments as well. The next afternoon, Derek’s brother called him to congratulate us. Nothing from his sister and brother-in-law. Only one person called me. Thanks, AS. Since then, NOBODY except my mother and grandmother has even mentioned anything to me about the pregnancy. The other night, Derek went to his aunt and uncle’s house (they had congratulated him), and a few of his cousins were there. When learning we were expecting, one did the typical, “Don’t you know what causes that?” and his cousin’s wife only said, “Nobody told me!” No congratulations from any of them. Derek’s work aquaintances are being just as negative. Derek described people as being downright “mean”.
It’s funny that I see this as a small little family. (Derek took the picture.) Others see it as “too many children”, “too expensive”, “too much bother”, “better you than me!”
Just after telling the children about the baby.
Which of my children shouldn’t have been allowed to live? Obviously the one in the womb would be the first to go since nobody can see it or feel attached to it much (and of course, it’s legal to have her killed). So that leaves at least one more that should have been eliminated. (At least that’s what almost everyone seems to think.) Which one?
“How can there be too many children? That is like saying there are too many flowers.”
Mother Teresa
“He took a little child and had him stand among them. Taking him in his arms, he said to them, ‘Whoever welcomes one of these little children in my name welcomes me; and whoever welcomes me does not welcome me but the one who sent me.’”
Mark 9:36
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