Friday, April 8, 2011

I Can Do It... All Over Again

Sometimes I wonder what I was thinking going for another baby. My gurney was being wheeled to my hospital room with a bunch of my kin and my doctor hovering along when my doctor quipped that I had been a good patient and she hoped there would be more babies to come, whereupon I vehemently replied, “Never again!” Famous last words and all that because here I am, pregnant again and quite determined to go for a natural birth. It’s not only the pain of labor, of course. It’s the lack of sleep, the paranoia over SIDS and other baby scares, perpetually smelling of eau de spit-up, the seemingly nonstop supply of soiled diapers, going through the dropping and throwing stage (they think it’s a fun game and you just consider the picking up as doing crunches and remember in time to bend from the knees), the exhaustion that is weaning, the frustration that is potty training (before which you probably experience having your little one hand you a little round pebble that turns out to be her poop), etc.
Marguerite is five years old in September. I have just begun to relax. She’s finally doing stuff for herself and by herself. I can, you know, sit without having to get up for 30 minutes straight. Well, as the saying goes, there’s no rest for the weary (I’m sure I’m not wicked anymore), because I’m about to go through everything again. I’m supposed to know more this time, like everything is fair game to little hands, so put all the breakables away or out of reach. Laminate flooring install sounds pretty good as you know the kind of abuse the floor gets. Or the walls and other surfaces, for that matter. Stickers and scribbles, you know. And maybe some dried oatmeal. How about an extra pair of hands for blocking bacteria-laden objects that the imp is aiming at her mouth? Also know that babies have a particular genius for opening things, especially those prescription bottles that you yourself embarrassingly have never managed to figure out how to open.
The more I go into disaster after disaster, the more excited I get for this baby to come out. Because, you know, it’s really worth all the aggravation. And if you really think about it – I mean, really think about it (you have to be a mom and in the right frame of mind) - what I described sounds rather fun and amusing. But you should know that people have always said that I have a curious sense of humor.

7 comments:

yme said...

ivy! we must be crazy for doing it all over again hahaha. First tri alone gives me a fit! Nonetheless I'm sure it will be all worth when we see our bundle of joy! ^_^ hey i'm also planning to give birth the natural way, I've been reading chiqui brosas blog and schedules. Tara!

wanie said...

Yes you can do it all over again :) I remember when you were still pregnant with Midge :) Hang in there! it's going to be another fun ride Ivy ;)

spinninglovelydays said...

@Emy: I'm insisting that Mark see everything! lol

@Wanie: Thanks! You probably remember all my drama, heehee!

Precious said...

You are absolutely right, I think we love the pain of giving birth and going through the challenges of raising them but one of the most precious gifts any of us could ever receive is to become a parent and receive God’s love in the form of a little child, so sweet and beautiful. They’re all His children, really, but He entrusts them to our care and wants us to love and train them. They’re a gift of God but, like flowers in our garden, we’ve got to take care of them. It’s a case of God’s gift also being God’s work.

God Himself has set the example of how He wants us to be with our children. He is just and merciful and loving and patient, but He also deals with us firmly when He sees that we’re getting off the track. Like a shepherd with an errant sheep, He sometimes has to let us feel His shepherd’s rod in order to turn us off the wrong path. He is a loving God, but He’s also a very good Father who knows how to correct us when we need it.
If we teach, train, and lead our children right and set the right example, they will carry that all through life. “Train up a child in the way he should go: and when he is old, he will not depart from it” (Proverbs 22:6). “All your children shall be taught by the Lord, and great shall be the peace of your children” (Isaiah 54:13).

spinninglovelydays said...

Thanks for the comment, Aunt Precious! :)

Sharkbytes (TM) said...

I dunno... we were wanting bio kids badly way back when, but I'm not looking back with any regrets when that didn't work out and we did the adoption route instead. None of what you describe really appeals to me, not now for sure!

spinninglovelydays said...

Oh, I'm not crazy enough to say that the childbirth part is fun. Other than that, I think you would have gone through the same things with Steve (you got him when he was still a baby, right?).