Life's Little Lessons

I remember the first time I found out I was pregnant. I was so excited I was going to be a mom. I miscarried at twelve weeks and swore off ever having children again. Well I ended up pregnant two and half months later. Not thinking I would be pregnant for long, I figured I'd lose that baby too, I didn't follow any rules.

I gave birth to my son nine months later. He was nine pound six ounces and full of fire and other things I won't mention here. At two weeks old he weighed in at fifteen pounds and screamed non stop. I went through a major postpardom depression and am amazed either one of us lived through the early months. He was colicky, picky, and didn't want to take to breastfeeding. I thought I had to be a bad mom.

Seven years later I thought I might try for one more child. After three years of trying I finally had a baby girl. She was perfect. Despite the ten year gap her brother loved to be with his little sister. I had a perfect pregnancy. She slept through the night from the beginning only waking to eat then go straight back to sleep. No colic, hardly ever cried. This is what motherhood is meant to feel like.

My daughter was seven months old when I found out I was having twins. Thought my husband was going to make me a widow in the doctors office. Two more girls they told me. I couldn't wait to meet them and apparently they felt the same. With no warning at twenty four weeks I went into labor and had the girls. My husband and I spent two months in the neonatal unit. Living in a Ron. Mcdon. house. Relying on family to take care of our other two children so we could spend all of our time with the twins. We lost the first twin at three weeks and one day and the second one was just about ready to come home when at one day short of two months old she got sick and suddenly died.

So as you see being a new mom is different with each child. There will be good times, bad times, and even ugly times. Although it will be a time you won't trade for anything.