Showing posts with label pregnancy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pregnancy. Show all posts

Monday, September 16, 2013

Tick Tock

Any day now.  I have contractions all night long, and yes, they are really painful.  I'm about to burst.  I know I'm a mom, and yet, I still don't feel like it.  I think I emotionally distanced myself when I was spotting and cramping early on in pregnancy, and definitely more so when they said something could be wrong with Sampson.  It was so heart wrenching, I feel like I turned myself off or something.  I know he's going to be okay now, or at least I think, but you never know.  The thought of loss early on was hard enough.  I couldn't imagine now.

As a result of turning my emotions off, I feel absent sometimes, and it almost feels like a dream.  I know a human being is inside me, but I can't imagine how I should love him or how I should be feeling.  I'm anticipating, but I feel guilty for not feeling completely overjoyed.  I feel guilty for the worry I feel.  I wonder what having a child will do to my marriage, to our finances, because I know all too well that adding another factor just makes things harder.  And how will I deal with it all?  How could I be a good mom?  The list of questions goes on and on in my head.  My mom says it will change when I hold him.  I'm sure it will, but I feel like I'm in a constant state of shell shock, and I don't know what to feel.

I love my child, but I don't know what that means.  I guess I'm just going to find out, right?

Sunday, September 1, 2013

Another Season of Waiting

So, I'm in another part of life that requires patience...waiting.  I'm waiting on Sampson.  Waiting on God.  Waiting on opportunity.  Waiting on security.  Just waiting.

I'm not as completely freaked out as I expected myself to be.  This is the second time this year that I find myself without a job.  I used to apply to about thirty different jobs a week a year or two ago.  But earlier this year, when a good job as a book publisher went under, I applied at different places--but I also took a number a man from Mardel gave me.  I called it and scheduled an appointment at a temp agency.  I was put on a temporary project with Chesapeake not a week later.  The pay was the same as my job as a publisher.  I thought I might even get a chance to be hired on.

It was a good seven month run, the same amount of time I was with On Demand Books.  I wasn't cut when most people (about half) were, and my original prayer of making it to September was answered.  Praise God for His graciousness in that.  I made it as far as is comfortable.  We have enough savings to last us about two months, and I'm already applying for jobs as we speak, so I can get hired on in November after I have Sampy.  I'm not stressed like I thought I would be.  God has taken care of Breck and me.  He will continue to do so.

All the same, prayers are always greatly appreciated.  The support of a brother or sister with prayer is always uplifting, and it makes this sometimes hard battle of faith easier.

I remember when I praised God about getting the Chesapeake job earlier this year, an Atheist man asked me why I was giving glory to God about a job I busted my tail to earn, and a job that I was perfectly qualified for, so why was I surprised about getting it?

I spent the first year out of college married, working for $9/hr, and I was the only one working for six months, too.  It was rough.  There were weeks we went without groceries to make rent.  We ate potatoes and macaroni.  That's it.  I applied for every job I could, but no matter how many times I called back or no matter what I applied for, I wasn't getting any response.

Mind you, I know that I'm not the only person who experienced this.  We are in the middle of a Great Recession, and I know plenty of people with degrees applying for the same $10/hr jobs I was.  It didn't matter what your experience was, no one was hiring.  They were hiring administrative assistants with master's degrees.  Isn't that funny?  Getting paid $10/hr with a master's degree?  So, all of us new graduates had no chance at what traditionally has been reserved for entry level college graduates.  All of the experienced workers from across the nation faced lay offs, and guess what?  They came to Oklahoma for jobs...even jobs that they wouldn't want, such as secretarial and administrative jobs.  And the college kids like me?  We were stuck waiting tables, waiting for our turn to jump on any ladder that had nothing to do with sales.  And believe me, there weren't any at the time.

I only had two interviews in that first year after college, after applying at hundreds of places.  I finally remember telling God, "Okay, I get it.  I'm not going anywhere.  You want me to wait?  I'll wait."  Within a month I was told of an opportunity with On Demand Books.  My music minister and friend, Darrell, let me know about it.  I was one of three people interviewed, and I got the job.

Sadly, the company had to close their locations, and mine was the first to go.  It was just the wrong time to introduce printing and publishing when iPads and Kindles were taking over the market.  Print readership is down and will continue to decline, so in all reality, I shouldn't have been surprised.  My professors warned me of things like this in 2007 when I entered the journalism program at UCO.  They were right.  It's only going to continue changing, and traditional media is going to die out if it doesn't evolve with the rest of the world.

So, after being let go, I was ready for the long haul.  I knew it could be a while before I found a job that would provide for my family like I needed.  But a week later, God came through.  It had nothing to do with me.  In fact, the less I worry about what I have no control over, the more room for God to do something amazing. I'm excited to see what He will do with this one.  :)

Two or three years ago, I would be having a mental and emotional breakdown over this.  I would be destroyed.  But I'm grateful for the growth that I couldn't achieve without Him.  The peace I have right now is not of me.  It isn't my nature.  I'm a neurotic and obsessive person.  I'm a control freak.  But when I let these things go and put them in His hands, I'm free.  I can only do what I can, and believe me, I'm applying for jobs and looking for ways to provide for my family, but I also know that what God wants for me will happen.  I cannot change His will, and freaking out and acting out of desperation only tells Him that I don't believe He'll take care of me.

I'm glad He has taken care of me over the past few years, and I'm glad for the peace He gives me now.  I'm glad I'm not in control.  I don't want to be.

Saturday, August 10, 2013

So, besides me being pregnant...

Life is crazy.  I'm seven months pregnant, and I haven't posted anything on this blog in over eight months.  Living life can take a lot of effort and cooking a bun in the oven, yeah talk about mentally and physically exhausting.  Add on to that the death of my great grandmother, moving out of an apartment into a new house, a graduating husband (who started grad school three weeks after graduation), my sister's wedding, a wedding shower for my friend I tried to help plan, the death of my husband's grandmother, and a temporary job on top of that.

Yeah, life is crazy.

I still haven't caught my breath really.

My brain is fuzzy, and the saying about pregnant women loosing IQ points really scares me.  So I have been reading everything from the Qua-ran to George Bush's Decision Points.  Another one I'm on right now is Jerusalem 1913 about Palestinian-Israeli conflict.  God, please let me still have a brain after having a baby and don't let it turn into complete mush.  Oh, and a body too.  GOD PLEASE LET MY BODY BOUNCE BACK...just a little.  PLEASE.  It probably won't completely though.  I have stretch marks on the back of my thighs like a cat went ape crazy on them.  Love it.  

Wednesday, November 7, 2012

Talk, Talk, Talk

Blither, blather, blither, blather.  Just nonsense.  Politicians gab away about what they can and will fix.  Will they live up to the self-created hype?  Probably not.  This election was full of disillusionment.  I am that voter, you know, the one that doesn't feel like her needs are being met.  I am a woman, but I'm not going to force the right of my uterus upon you.  Do certain body parts have rights?  According to Sophia Bush, yes they do, and you better back off of them (#backoffmyuterus).

I am a rape victim, myself.  It's true--I don't believe people, especially men, understand what rape does to an individual's mind and soul.  I also think that you can't make people understand something that has never happened to them.  I can't force anyone to think or feel the way I do.  That being said, I don't believe abortion is an answer to rape or any other means of conception.  Would I gripe at a woman who got an abortion?  No.  Do I deride other people for not believing the way I do?  No.  Do I explain my views and the reasons I believe the things I do?  Occasionally.

This is one of those times.

As a woman in the modern times, I realize that men have better opportunities than us, and possibly they are paid more than us for doing the same jobs.  I--too--see that there are terrible stereotypes that society thinks we should conform to.  Yes, I hate all the sexy ads with scantily clad women who are rail thin.  I hate how the world pressures us into thinking that if we don't fit these stereotypes, we're overweight, out of place, and unworthy of love.  If we don't show enough cleavage, we aren't sexy, and therefore we shouldn't be upset if we can't get a date or if we are left for someone better.  I hate that women aren't taken seriously, but are sometimes portrayed as advancing because of looks or sexual acts with people in places of authority.  "Women aren't as smart as men, therefore they can't possibly have what it takes to lead."  If they're in a position of authority, I have heard people question as to why.  On the other side of this, you have the outcome of the sexual revolution.

I hate that being "sexually active" is the norm.  I hate that girls who choose to remain celibate until marriage are treated like snobbish prudes.  A girl can brag about sex with all the different men (or women) in the world, but the virgin is chagrined into silence.  People find it weird and unhealthy to "suppress" sexual activity or fantasies.  I can see their faces now, frowning and dismissive:  Please don't talk about your views on saving sex for marriage, you naive child.  

Despite the supposed progress of our nation, a woman who does brag or talk about her sexual ventures is still thought of as a whore.  Let's be honest.  But a guy with plenty of scores, no big deal.  He's cool.  Older men can date much younger women.  Yes, that is "normal."  But cougars and older women dating younger men is weird to think about, isn't it?  Even without morality in the equation, gender equality is all kinds of screwed up.  Don't let society fool you.  The way women were looked at fifty years ago still exists, it's just in the back of everyone's mind.  The only difference is that we don't speak of it.

Despite disagreeing with society's definition of what a woman should be, I don't agree with liberal feminists either.  Women want freedom to practice safe sex.  That's fine--none of my business, but then they go to companies and want to force on the them things like birth control, abortion costs and such.  Yeah...that doesn't make sense to me.  If you want the freedom to do things, accept the costs and consequences of said actions.

You do have the freedom to have rampant sex.  You have the freedom to buy birth control or condoms.  Then do it.  Please don't expect someone else to do it for you.  And when you do get knocked up, don't expect your place of work to provide insurance coverage for your day-after pills or whatever other procedure you choose to get done--especially if said company is run by Christian people with Christian values, ex. Hobby Lobby or Mardel.  Same goes for Chick-fil-a.  They reserve the right not to support things like abortion, because that is their belief.

I'm tired of people getting all up in a huff over Christian companies who don't want to except gay marriage or abortion.  I'm tired of Christians being bullied into a corner on these issues.  Yes, I am a woman.  But I think too many women are selfish and want birth control and certain services given to them because they are women.  They feel they are entitled to it.  They excuse murder, but then I hear them accusing politicians who say stupid things about rape.  Yeah, those guys are freakin' idiots.  But don't fool yourselves, ladies.  I highly doubt the millions of babies aborted up until this point were from incidents of rape.  In fact, I would venture to say that very very few of them are from rape victims at all.  Most of them are from selfish women who want to sleep around without a cost to themselves.  Most are probably from teenagers who have no clue what they are doing, and they are afraid.  Don't get me wrong--I don't believe in shunning people who get pregnant out of wedlock.  I don't believe in being hateful to them.  I'm not going to treat people who have had abortions like they are terrible people.  Everyone makes mistakes, but no one seems to see that these mistakes come at such a high cost for the mother and child.  In fact, the cost is very high for our nation in general.  Millions of lives have been wiped away, and do we seriously think we won't be held accountable?

If you are going to play with fire, plan on getting burned.  If you end up with consequences you don't like, accept responsibility.  Don't murder your kid.  And if you plan on murdering your own child, then don't joke yourself into thinking everyone wants to support that.  I don't support your "right" to abortion.  And I'm not sorry about it.

Wednesday, October 17, 2012

Oh, oh...Here We Go!

So, I'm out of birth control.  And we're going to see what happens.  I used to be scared to death of even the thought of children--well me having children.  I kept seeing myself as a terrible mother; the thought of Breck and I not being ready dominated my thoughts on the subject.  But, it's like everyone says...is anyone ever ready?

We have two dogs, but they are relatively easy to take care of.  I work full-time, Breck is in school and will be for the next three and a half years.  What are we going to do money-wise?  I don't know.  How about time-wise?  I have no clue.  Daycare?  Jeez louise, that crap is expensive.  Where will we live then?  Ummm...yeah.

I start to wind myself up with all of these questions.  But what can I do about them?  Nothing for now.  That's where God must come in.  He needs to show up for those things.  My parents had four of us, and there wasn't always a lot of money, but we made it.  I don't remember feeling like we didn't have much.  Actually, I felt like we were well taken care of.  I have to remember that God will take care of us, like He did when I was younger.  He has up until this point.  Why would He stop now and leave us hanging?

Perfect love casts out all fear.  I should love Him and trust Him so much that there is no fear.  Just faith.  I'm learning how to do that.  It's hard for a girl that has a planner with appointments months and months away.  But I need to let Him drive my life.  I don't even know if I should have been taking birth control.  Why do we have to be in control of everything?  Why do I think my plans will work out?  They never do when I don't pray about them.  The point is, He should be leading me.  He should be the calming Peace that stills me.  Lord help me.  It will definitely be hard, but I admit, it's thrilling to let go of yet another part of my life and let Him decide.

So, with the possibility of becoming pregnant in the next few months, I'm not drinking caffeine, trying to eat healthy, and drinking tons of water.  I've been running, and I don't know if I should still be doing that.  I don't think many people read this, but if you have any tips, let me know.  I don't know what the heck I'm doing.  :)