Gift of Life

I was thinking of the gifts of the lives that God has in trusted me with today. It was never when I expected it, but was when I needed it.

When we got married, Tim and I agreed to wait until I finished my graduate studies to have children. I finished up at the end of 2008 and we were still not in a hurry. September 2009 was closing in and we thought it would be fun to have a child in June. Well, September and October came and went with nothing. I got to admit, I was sort of surprised. My grandmothers had fifteen kids between them. By my parents' second anniversary, my mother had given birth to my brother and I. I was starting to have my doubts.

Then, December came and it looked like it *might* be the month! I'm super regular and when it didn't show up within two weeks, we thought that was it. I was even reading up about pregnancies and discovered if I was pregnant, I would be due around my father's birthday.

Well, I finally took the test and no. No I wasn't. It was pretty devastating. I didn't know why it didn't work out and was quite frustrated.

Within a week or so of this happening, my brother calls me. He rescued a kitten from the duct work at the fitness center he maintains. He somehow managed to talk me into adopting yet *another* cat which surprisingly, Tim agreed to. It's amazing how easily my brother talks me into things! The funny thing is that I asked God in my heart for a new life to take care of and here she was in all her glory.

She turned out to be a great if dominate cat. She gives me so much joy and tolerates my young son. I wouldn't have expected my bundle of joy would be of the feline variety, but God knew what I needed while I waited for my son.

More time pasted and it was getting harder and harder to stay focused. One day in March I was walking into work. I fell and dislocated my shoulder. I ended up in a sling for weeks and needed rehab. I was glad then I wasn't pregnant as the dosed me up with some pretty powerful meds.

I remember being in great pain on Good Friday and offering it up in some little way.

Well, when your shoulder is healing, it's surprising how many things you feel completely uncomfortable doing. Like trying to make a baby! Finally, our wait was over. In that first time after I healed, we conceived our Johnny! He's our miracle and gift of life.The funny thing is he was born the day after my mother's birthday!