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!!!
My first doctor’s visit for baby number eight went wonderfully. I love the doctors’ office that I go to. Every time I go I feel like I am visiting friends that are dear to me. Their caring, compassion, and professionalism as they have cared for me and my babies through the years is priceless. I should be used to the hurried pitter-patter of a little heartbeat playing on the doppler, but I leaves me awestruck each and every time. I made a recording on my phone to play for my husband and the kids. I keep playing it over and over to listen to. During the recording you can hear the my heartbeat and the quicker heartbeat of our little baby. I have been feeling pregnant; I’m extra tired, a bit queasy, and I’ve put on a few extra pounds, but hearing the baby’s heartbeat makes is all the more real to me. I know the next 200 days until we get to meet our little one is going to fly by!
We are blessed and oh so thankful for everyone’s love and prayers for us! God is good!
More fun and more adventures are coming to our family in February 2017! God is good!
We have been going back and forth with different middle names for our new baby girl. We have given each of our kids a first name, two middle names and two last names. We decided that after giving our oldest that many names that we would give all of our kids that many names. It would not be fair to give one kid 6 names and give only 3 names to another. Naming each of our kids has been a big job! A while back I was up late looking at the names we have used so far and I noticed that in my names and my husband’s names and all of the names we have chosen for our kids, the names begin with the letters A through M, with the exception of the letter K.
Several nights later I was lying in bed thinking about names and the “missing K,” and I remembered that my first baby’s name is the “K” that I was missing. I started crying. How could I have forgotten? I don’t ever want to forget. Our first pregnancy ended in a very early miscarriage, but we decided on the name “Kaluw,” for the baby not knowing if the baby was a boy or a girl.
I had always wanted to use Tagalog names for my children and so going through my Tagalog-English dictionary I found that “kaluwagan,” means relief or comfort and “kaluwalhatian,” means glory.
God gave my husband and I indescribable comfort in the days after we lost our baby. We were heartbroken but God gave us unimaginable peace. We gave Him glory because He is worthy of all the glory, honor, and praise. Even in our grief we knew that God was with us. I don’t ever want to forget my Kaluw. I know too many people who have suffered the loss of a baby and too many people who have suffered the loss of several babies. I want to always remember that in all types of sorrow God comforts us and he uses our times of sorrow to bring glory to Himself. After we lost Kalew we knew God had a plan for us. I remember being scared we would never be able to add a baby to our family. We did not imagine that God was going to bless us with our six, soon to be seven, amazing children! We are thrilled to be expecting our seventh baby, and we’re still working on names for her.
Baby number SEVEN is in the oven. Wow! While listening to the baby’s heartbeat, my awesome and amazingly Godly doctor must have noticed the excitement and wonder on my face and he said, “It’s real.” If you’ve been reading my blog for long you know that my very first pregnancy ended in early miscarriage and so hearing every baby’s heartbeat since has meant so much more to me. I am pretty sure I recorded every one to keep and share and listen to over and over again. I confess that I have listened to baby number 7’s heartbeat over and over.
I keep replaying moments from my first appointment over and over in my head because my doctor loves God and he knows I love God. He’s been at 5 out of 6 of my deliveries. He was so happy and excited for our family. He knows how we treasure our children. He knows that we believe that each one of our children are a blessing from heaven. I know that not everyone can have such God-filled doctor’s visits!
There is always a small part of me that wonders about the negative things that some people might think when I announce that I’m pregnant yet again, but the simple truth is that none of the negative things people think matter. Some people “get it,” when it comes to our big family, and some people just don’t understand.
The TRUTH is all that matters. We love our children.
I’m feeling pretty well. I’ve been trying to sneak in daily naps when the 3 little are asleep. I’ve had nausea on and off for quite a while, but it seems to finally be tapering off! I may have to start physical therapy for my tailbone soon. Ouch!
I laughed it off when Miss E said to me, “You have a big fluffy hippopotamus bottom.” In reality it made me want to cry. There are very few shirts that I own that will cover up my bump these days! I did tell her that her comment was not very nice and she said I was only joking. The next few times that she said something about my clothes she was much more kind. Like today when she could see my belly and she very gently said, “Mommy, I can see your belly, but if you pull your shirt down I can’t.”
Walking and especially walking down steps can be hazardous to your health. I took one step wrong and ended up feeling like the bones in my hip regions were totally going to give way. I scared myself and I scared Mr. J. His, “Are you okay Mommy?” showed his genuine concern. Thankfully I didn’t fall over or hurt myself!
Sleeping with hip issues is a major problem. I can’t sleep with my knees together and I can’t sleep with them apart other wise I wake up not being able to move or in excruciating pain. I try to sleep sitting up and prop myself up in bed. I have a folded up comforter and a pillow behind me. Then I have a body pillow under one side of me and a throw pillow beside me to prop my belly on. It is definitely as complicated as it sounds. Trying not to move when you’re not comfortable is a task!
I’ve been trying to encourage the kids to help me keep the house at least some what picked up because the baby is coming soon. I am pretty sure this confuses Miss I. She keeps saying “The living room is clean so baby Gabrielle can come out.” If only life were so simple! The whole idea of not knowing the date or time when the baby is coming is a foreign concept for Miss I’s three-year-old mind.
Miss D, the current baby in our family, is about to be ousted from her place as youngest. I have to confess that I am a little worried but each and every day she is more independent. She’s even been carrying around her baby doll and telling us to “sshhh,” because the baby is sleeping. I’m sure she will adjust just like all her siblings before her.
The weather has cooled and I am thankful but I cannot help but lament the fact that my feet do not comfortably fit into my sneakers. I still want to wear slip-ons but my toes do get chilly.