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Last week I celebrated my 31st birthday. I didn’t really prepare to turn 31. At least not compared to the extreme preparation of party planning & new decade goal setting my 30th received. Yet, the non-monumental occasion allowed for some inner reflection and acceptance of maturity for this extravert.
After 3 natural births, (read my latest birth story here), and exclusively breastfeeding 3 babies (first 2 to 18 months, with this last one going strong at 6 months), I wanted to share my favorite resources that have really helped me to have such positive childbirth & breastfeeding experiences!
The experience of reading is not about crossing off a list, reading more than your neighbor or doubling last years number. We don’t read to have read, we read to read. 30 is just a number. The experience of one great book read slowly and thoughtfully over the course of a year can have more power than 50 books read lightly….The real adventure lies in your relationship to written word, the story, the characters, and the truths shared.
A friend recently asked me, what surprised me most about marriage? After a brief reflection on my 7 year marriage, I responded, "That there were so many things I didn’t know about myself! How selfish I was before I was married and how much I would need to depend on God’s grace. Most of all what surprised me about marriage was how my love for my husband could really grow deeper each year.”
Today is our 7 year anniversary! 7 years. One of my friends was telling me recently that 7 years counts as some kind of marriage milestone…well, I guess every year does, but I’ll take it. I am so proud of us.
There is nothing new under the sun. Other than my own life experience, the conclusions of truths I find have been found before. Learn from my mistakes, grow from my failures. Avoid near occasion of sin. Know myself.
I haven’t read all of the articles, I haven’t listened to the press conferences. I haven’t talked it out with my faithful friends. I’m shamefully holding onto my sanguine tendency to focus on the fun, trivial matters on life. But we are one body in Christ, and I can’t ignore the bleeding wounds of my brothers & sisters & our beloved Church. I can’t ignore my Facebook feed, my main source of news. I won’t believe the lie that this doesn’t effect me, and the lie that there is nothing I can do…
We made it, better than I ever thought possible, through the first month postpartum with our tribe of three little men 5 & under. Every mom experience is different, but I have definitely found the transition from 2-3 kids much easier than the transition from 1-2. God's grace abounds, your heart expands.
Despite my best efforts the night before, I woke up Tuesday morning still pregnant. I just couldn’t believe I was about to walk into a hospital to give birth, while not already being in labor. It felt surreal, hypocritical, and a bit scary. Basically, everything that I didn’t want.
The birth of our third son amazingly turned out to be the natural, divine, but once again, unexpected, experience I had spent months praying for. Now that I am joyously soaking up every second of my precious newborn, I am able to reflect on the power in sharing our birth stories and identifying God’s hand in every detail. Sharing our birth stories has the ability to bring healing, empowerment, unity, freedom, and validation among us females treading water through the fertility years.