tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953434957462559041.post6058209745887691993..comments2023-12-29T19:54:30.728-08:00Comments on the creamery: year of the pregnant womanWhimsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05543385560164099748noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953434957462559041.post-91834780179763598182011-03-21T14:41:33.207-07:002011-03-21T14:41:33.207-07:00yeah amen. this is a tough one. I feel this um, ev...yeah amen. this is a tough one. I feel this um, every single day. Sometimes I don't even want to log onto Facebook because I know the ticker of other expecting mommas will increase.... sigh... but maybe one day, our day will come, too.angelaloishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07202635613904152037noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953434957462559041.post-71985873408288931522011-02-16T09:02:11.138-08:002011-02-16T09:02:11.138-08:00I don't even know what to say. This is someth...I don't even know what to say. This is something to near to my heart. I remember, when we were in the same ward, and about every five months there was another round of announcements.<br /><br />I have been to more baby showers than I can count. I am happy for them. But that doesn't decrease the sadness, the yearning, that is in my own heart-to snuggle close a little one, that I get to take home with me.Sara Hammondhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01549281327688681048noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953434957462559041.post-77949485983823533192011-02-16T07:24:27.665-08:002011-02-16T07:24:27.665-08:00Oh how I remember all too well being in that world...Oh how I remember all too well being in that world where it felt like every woman I knew was going to have a baby - some so excited, others not. And I am ashamed to say that I could not bring myself to say "I am so happy for these women." I couldn't even bring myself to attend their party. <br /><br />Then I experienced my own miracle and all my bitterness disappeared overnight. I was so happy and knew I needed to repent of some of my prior thoughts and actions. I knew I should have risen above my trials and rejoiced for others' joys. I vowed be a better person because of this experience. <br /><br />Then 2 years later I was becoming anxious for another baby and I felt just like you watching everyone around me (some with babes YOUNGER than mine!) preparing to welcome another little one. Those feelings started creeping back in that I thought were gone forever. I'd look at my son and weep because I didn't want him to be an only child - I wanted to give him a sibling, even a lot of siblings. <br /><br />I have been blessed. And yet here I am already thinking "my daughter will turn 2 this year. I want another! How do we make that happen??" All I know is the Lord is in charge. Sometimes I dream of a day when I'm too old to have anymore and I can just accept that my family is complete and be happy with that. <br /><br />Hugs to you.Staceyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01661883291863131433noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953434957462559041.post-35145014437375011832011-02-16T05:20:05.359-08:002011-02-16T05:20:05.359-08:00Oh Whims. :(
This definitely IS the year of the ...Oh Whims. :(<br /><br />This definitely IS the year of the pregnant woman and your next little bundle of joy just doesn't want to be like the rest s/he wants to be whimsical and wonderful and not part of the pack.Amandahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10120774715331922926noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953434957462559041.post-60499820238448853422011-02-16T05:06:46.139-08:002011-02-16T05:06:46.139-08:00Boy howdy, I do love your writing.
And I rememb...Boy howdy, I do love your writing. <br /><br />And I remember something like this, when all my friends seemed to get pregnant with their second children all at once and I watched them, wondering.clueless but hopeful mamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11011524864788495788noreply@blogger.com