Hooray! My due date is now only seven days away!
grand multiparity n. the condition of a woman who has had five or more previous pregnancies. This means my pregnancy is considered high risk, but I really haven’t had many complications!
One fun fact are that babies of “moms of many” sometimes don’t get into birthing position until labor starts. The other day I had an ultrasound just to check to see if my little one is head down. She is head down but not dropping so all the contractions that I’ve been having aren’t productive in changing my cervix. Did I mention that I believe Braxton-Hicks contractions are evil?
Another not so fun thing is that I have lots of Braxton-Hicks contractions and they get worse with every baby. This week I had three days in a row of misery where I couldn’t get the contractions to stop. Thankfully I’ve been given a couple of days break from them, but I know very well that this is just the calm before the storm!
I’m trying for a VBAC delivery, because #7 was breech I had to have a surprise C-section, but chances are a VBAC will go off without a hitch!
We’re ready and waiting!!! My bag is packed. The car seat is ready and the tiny clothes are washed and put away. Now if only we can find the “safe place” where I put the Pack ‘N Play bassinet!
Our sweet “BB-8,” also known as Baby 8 has caused quite a stir among our friends and family! So many have been wondering and praying that our new addition is a boy because we have shared God’s promise of three sons! We have a deal with God! James and I are up for whatever God wants and how ever many kids He wants for us! We have been trusting Him and He ALWAYS has a better plan for us than we do! If James and I would have stopped at three kids we would have missed out on a whole lot of love!
Here’s a video of us telling the kids the news by giving them some gifts to open! You may need to turn the volume down at the 1:40 mark!
BB-8 Gender Reveal
Gift number one: A little ornament
Gift number two: a totally neural outfit
Gift number three: A note that read, “You get to find out today if a brother or sister is coming your way.”
Gift number four: a tiny snowman sleeper
It should still be nice and cold in Indiana in mid-February when our sixth baby GIRL comes home and we can’t wait! Our ultrasound showed that she is healthy and well and an estimated 15 oz. Praise God!!!
In the midst of chaos a sweet little moment can be so rich. I had a moment with the girls tonight. With the littlest one in my arms, the others took turns giving me hugs and kisses, and just like that I knew I was exactly were I was supposed to be.
These moments don’t last, but I can only hope and pray that I cherish them while they do last. Next week we’re sending our oldest off to a week-long church camp and I am struggling with remembering that the boy who was just a baby only a few short moments ago is growing up and becoming more and more independent every day.
God knew that I needed a little old lady to stop and talk to me how wonderful she thinks large families are. She told me that she only has three children, but she always admires large families. I confessed that they are some times exhausting, and she agreed before saying, “But just look at them.” Thankfully at the moment they were behaving!
The kids were blocking one lady and as we passed she told me that her daughter has five children but they are all teenagers now. She said something about how hard it is for them to get ready in the morning. These nuggets of truth I can do without knowing . . . I know it will be a different kind of hard when they are all teens! I’m trying to survive here and now!
Three different strangers asked if all the kids belong to me. I never know how to answer. I usually just say, “Yes they do!” If he hears people ask, Mr. J usually pipes up that there are seven of them. He tells them that there two older boys and five sisters. He goes on about how hard it is to have so many sisters. It’s hilarious.
God also knew that I needed a stranger to buy two extra gum balls at the gum ball machine as we were leaving. Two of the kids started crying when one gum ball fell onto the floor and we were another gum ball short! Some times God gets our attention with huge things but other times he uses the little things! That guy who spent 50 cents on my kids was my gum ball hero!
I love so many things about this photograph. I love the flat pumpkin that Miss E named Joe last fall. It was the one and only pumpkin that grew on our vine last year and we have had fun watching it decay. I love the baby’s bare feet because she completely hates wearing shoes. I love the purple sweatshirt over lime green t-shirt. I love the one pink sock and one gray and purple sock. I love that one little lock of Mr A’s hair that will not lay down. Mostly I love that these little people belong to me.
You never know what will happen in a days adventure. I had them all sit on the front step of our house because some one locked us out of the house after they went in to use the restroom. The identity of the offender still has yet to be disclosed. We waited on my parents to come and let us back into the house. It was a super nice day and I had left one of the living room windows opened. I’m convinced that I could have gotten one of the kids into the window if my parents had not been available to let us back into the house.
I got a glimpse into my former life when I parked at the grocery store the other day. A young mother, with an infant in a baby carrier and a toddler, was trying to get a cart with a car attached to the front of it out of the cart corral. The basket of the car would not open so that she could put the carrier into the cart and so she was forced to head into the store carrying the baby carrier and making her son very unhappy when he had to get out of cart. When I had only two kids I remember struggling with two kids to make a trip to the store. The struggle was definitely real then but it is much more real to me now that I have added 5 more kids!
We don’t have a lot of storage space so we tend to make lots of trips to the grocery store. Trips any where with seven kids are an adventure. Depending on how much stuff we need I put the baby in the stroller or in the back of the cart. On trips for more groceries the 2-year-old sits in the front seat of the cart and the 9-year-old pushes either the stroller or the cart depending on the mood of the 2-year-old who is very opinionated about who she wants to push her in the cart. All the others walk with us. The three-year-old is usually the one who likes to run ahead and lag behind us so I usually have to assign her the job of holding the side of the cart or stroller and if that doesn’t work I stick her into the cart with the groceries!
I know my crew is quite a sight to behold! I field questions from strangers almost every time I go any where with all the kids but people are mostly friendly. I enjoy watching the kids interact with the cashiers and other staff at the store. I use trips to teach them about grocery shopping, budgeting, and meal planning.
The other day a gentleman asked me, “Why did you bring so many helpers to the store,” to which I responded, “We do what we have to do sometimes.”
It’s feels like it has been a really long week, but I got several doses of encouragement just when I needed them!
My kids folded a whole couch full of laundry and two laundry baskets full of laundry and they put almost all of it away! After dinner one of my girls started putting away the dishes that were in the dishwasher without being asked. Then she asked if she could do the dishes. I said YES! I wish someone could have taken a photo of my face when I asked her why she wanted to and she told me that she wanted to do it for me. One kid has been really wanting his Minecraft time so he’s been helping clean up around the house for the past week. It is encouraging that my kids want to help out around the house!
Today I took the kids on a little walk for a fall photo super mini session. I have to confess . . . These are totally my “beautiful” confessions here . . . It was a extra tiny session because my camera battery died but I was able to take 40 photos in 5 minutes. I got some really good ones along with some that are just plain funny!
While we were on our walk we met a white-haired gentleman who was sporting a black NRA hat and walking his little schnauzer. He smiled as he let all of the kids pet his dog and he asked me, “Are these all your children?” I proudly replied, “Yes they are.” Oh my goodness he said. He told me that when kids grow up and move away they will start repaying you. He said, “That is what my kids did, they repay me so much.” He told me right now I am paying while they are young. I am sure the gentleman didn’t know at all how much his words meant to me. In the chaos of every day life I can’t look ahead at what life might look like some where down the road, but I am encouraged when I think about how blessed I will be some where down the road.
I’ve been sharing some recent photo shoots with my oldest son and asking him what he thinks after all the other kids have gone to bed. The other day I asked him to choose a favorite of three different photos and he shook his head no. He couldn’t pick a favorite and told me they are all great. Tonight I was showing him photos of our family friends and he said, “You are really good at taking photos.” I am so thankful that people trust me to take photos for them, because they think that I’m a good photographer.
It is so good to be encouraged!