I finally have a moment (well, I started this one day and I'm finishing another, but...), I've decided to tell the truth about life since February. No, I haven't been lying, but you'll have to go back and read between the lines on this one. So, what is this truth, you ask?
I'm pregnant! We are very happy about little one #3, due October 20th.
So, why do I feel like I've been lying? That is the rest of the story. For those of you who don't want to hear the truth, skip down a bit or stop reading now.
I've been pretty sick. Very sick. In fact, I've been on the couch for over 3 months. I haven't been able to clean (a sponge and the soap smell are very disgusting-not to mention bathroom cleanser smells!), I couldn't cook--or eat what I smelled being cooked, could barely eat, lost 20 lbs, mastered the throw-up-while-driving (as the driver), got released from my calling (which I was just starting to truly enjoy) because I couldn't make it through an hour let alone 3, haven't been to church on any consistent basis, been on drugs to stop the throwing up-which led to a very serious headache and other unpleasant side effects, couldn't walk very far without sitting down, would huff and puff if I actually felt like going upstairs, my heart has just been racing and pounding inside of me nonstop, and I have been very exhausted to say the least.
That is the short version. I'll spare you the emotional toll that is has taken on me, and the boys, not to mention my dear husband who during all of this was getting and starting a job 2 1/2 hrs away. This left me to come up with some survival tactics to make it through a day (then 4 days, then 2 weeks) without Jim around. I have had a forced "vacation" (not that it was any vacation you would want) from EVERYTHING in life, except for trying to survive with my own body and let everything else go. The boys have been very patient with mommy who just "doesn't feel very good" for a few months now.
So, that's what's been going on. I'm trying to give you the simple, objective, truth about it all. If you want more details you'll have to call me and ask, but I think you can get the general picture without all the gory or emotional details.
But, now I'm 16 weeks along and it feels like I've gone through a magical transformation! Yes, I did throw up this AM, but: I've been able to cook 3 meals this week, do a few dishes (with a new sponge...no previously-used ones allowed to touch my hands yet), and even get the energy to go to Wal-Mart and not feel like I needed Jim to be right by my side "just in case." I attended church for a full 3 hours for the first time in over 3 months, and it was SO GOOD! So, I'm on the up swing, at least for now. I even woke up one morning this week and didn't feel pregnant! That sounds odd, but that meant I was feeling pretty normal and not sick--for 1/2 a day!
I just thought I'd share with you, before I'm done elaborating, kindof the "what I learned" and the "cute moments" we've had, through all of this. So, what I've learned:
1-Have NO expectations. NONE AT ALL. This one was hard for me, and thanks Dad for helping me to see it in a new way. The majority of what we do in our lives is good, and important, but is it really? Yes, it is important to do really well at your calling and it's "not good" to ask to be released, but we still hold ourselves to that as an expectation. Just because I don't normally ask to be released--or whatever it may be--it doesn't mean that there aren't times and seasons in life where there is an expectation I hold myself to that I should still hold onto. I had to let go of it. Was it hard? YES. But, really, it was ok. My bishop was extremely understanding, released me on the spot, and was very supportive (well, thats the report Jim gave me--I couldn't even make it to my appt. so he went for me!)
This goes for how we feel about eating 3 meals of cold cereal a day, or the fact that your children have only eaten apples, string cheese, and crackers for the last 2 days. At least they had something...even though "a good mom" would do otherwise. Hard to let go of, yes. Realistic, yes. Were they "neglected," no. It was ok. There are TONS of expectations we have for ourselves that we don't realize are expectations until they are not being met, or we cannot meet them. It is at the time where our self-imposed expectations are not met that we struggle and, I think especially for women, we get down upon ourselves so much that we need someone to snap us out of it.
The same goes for what we expect-or rather hope-of other people. Ideally, I would have had 3+ people calling me each day to check up on me and provide service to me, as this time in my life was probably my most needy time in my life yet. Realistically, nobody has to at all. If I want someone to bring me dinner (or at least feed the boys if I can't eat it), or whatever it is that I am sitting at home wishing someone would just magically show up and do...I can't get upset and bitter because nobody loves me and can see through the walls of my house and just know what I need. If I let go of that expectation (kindof a wish/desire/need), then I won't be disappointed!
2-Service. Asking for it, and accepting it as well. This is a hard one. First, expressing what you need, and being able to ask for it. This is very humbling--very hard to do. But, its ok. As long as you don't turn into the perpetual-ward-service-project for the rest of your life, its ok. It can be accomplished through giving hints to a friend about what you need, but also through just asking. The hardest part is getting up the guts to express your real need, and ask for help.
The other part of this is accepting the help that is offered. Quite often we are asked "what can I do to help" or told "call me if you need something". You know what? People don't usually say things like that unless they want to. They could say "thats too bad, I feel sorry for you" and leave it at that. But, when they offer and you could really use help, admit to it! Even if they are at your house to drop off a yummy dinner for your family, and ask if there is anything else, you can say something like: "well, since you offer, I am really desperate for someone to wash my 2 1/2 week old dirty dishes that are getting really stinky! Would you mind?" So, when someone offers, and you really want to say "yes", don't you dare say no! Say yes! Be grateful, write a ton of thank you notes, and go on with life. No guilt, just gratitude and knowing that at some point it will be your turn again to offer the service. And, when that time comes you will be better able to sense a need, having been there yourself in the past.
3-Crying. Its ok to cry. Women know this, although we try to resist. Men (from my perspective) seem to have a harder time crying, because that's not cool. But, if you just "need to cry" then let it come. Its ok. You are not a psycho person for having a physical need to cry. In fact, as soon as you let it out (and in my case take a nap or go to bed afterwards), you will start to feel better. Crying is good medicine.
If you need to cry and can't cry yet, find a person to cry to. And, its ok to call the same person twice in one day (even if you've also cried to your husband in between those phone calls). Thanks mom. And, thanks dad for your wanting to be a shoulder to cry on through the phone. I have learned that if there is nothing wrong, you do need to state that at the beginning. I have had quite a few conversations that have gone quite well, all of which started with "can I just cry?" No reasons, just tears coming. Find a person you can cry to, and don't be afraid to do it! For those of you on the receiving end...just listen and don't feel confused. It will come. And, if I happen to call you to cry--let me cry, tell me it will be ok (even if there is no real reason for the cry), and then tell me to go to sleep and I will feel better later!
4-Simplify. It is something that our church leaders have been telling us for a while, but we really do need to simplify. We need to get rid of all the "stuff" in our lives that we do that doesn't really matter. We truly do keep ourselves occupied with things to do and places to go-most of which we could just let go of. We also think we need to do all of these things or we won't be "good" or provide all the opportunities for our families that we think they need. But, in the end, they just need us. Life has been a little boring at moments, mostly cause I didn't get off the couch to take the kids outside to play, but it has been very nice to not have any obligations. The only thing I've done is get Eric to school, karate, and soccer (with the help of Grandma and Grandpa, thanks for helping to get Eric where he was going). Other than that, I've been forced to let everything else go. And, I was relieved when soccer ended so that wasn't part of our schedule anymore. So, the challenge (even to myself, now that I'm starting to feel better) is to not keep ourselves busy and scheduled, but to simplify life. Is what you're doing really that needed and important that you can't let it go?
Ok, the cute moments:
1-Eric was looking for me one day. He was talking to grandma upstairs, asked her where I was, and she told him that she thought I was downstairs. He responded "oh, she is probably throwing up." Yes, it seems normal for him that mom will throw up--no big deal--just life.
2-Yesterday at dinner (which I actually cooked!) we were eating and Michael had asked me if he had eaten enough for a treat. I told him to eat more. He told me "If I eat too much, I will get a baby in my tummy!" We then talked about how he's a boy and babies only go in girl tummies...and then he said "I'm a girl!" HA! Funny kid.
3-This week, coming down the stairs, in a very random moment Michael said to me "When the baby is big in your tummy it will be as big as me!" I sure hope not!
4-Eric was very outwardly excited about having another baby. It was such a special moment for me when I finally confessed to him (instead of trying to deny it and convince him otherwise) that, yes, there was a baby in my tummy. No, I wasn't showing at the time, but he kept asking every couple of weeks in a questioning/asking way. I asked him why he was excited about having another baby and he said he wanted a sister! He had this sweet look in his eye when he told me it would be fun to have a sister. Then, he also told me that having another baby will make life easier for me! HA! I asked him why it would make life easier and he said: cause it will learn to obey! HA! Now, if I could only get him and brother to obey...
So, that's the story, and I'm sticking to it. At this point, 16 weeks, our little one is the size of an avocado! I still fit into my "regular clothes" but it probably won't be much longer before I start wearing the "other clothes" because these are getting a litte bit tight. And, in the last few days, in my quiet moments, I've started to feel the baby move! That is an exciting feeling for me--and prooves the Romanian wives' tale that you start to feel better when the baby starts to move.