11 years ago when Sean and I started our dating journey I was not thinking about kids. Obviously, I was 16, that was the last thing on my mind. However I did imagine that one day I'd like to have a big family.
As an eight year old I used to pretend I had 12 kids with my stuffed animals. I wanted to be a mommy at eight.
Fast forward- five years ago right on the cusp of marriage I was diagnosed with Endometriosis. The possibility of children was not off the table but I was told "there's no evidence as to if it'll take longer [to get pregnant] but that's what most women have found to be the case."
Five years ago, I never would have imagined I'd be on my way with number three. Maybe number one but that was my plan; five years after marriage we were going to start our family. If you know what really happened you'll think 'my plan' was hilarious. And you know, I think God thought the same thing.
So here we are on the road to number three.
It's fun. You know, aside from the constant nausea, debilitating fatigue and whacked out hormones. But we are excited to welcome another child. We see children as blessings and gifts (Prov 17:6). And regardless of how our plans unfolded we love every one just the same and so much more with each passing day.
The world does not, however, see children the way we know they are meant to be seen. Today's culture views children as: distractions, nuisances, trouble, hassles, and other choice words I don't care to repeat.
Let me tell you a few things about kids (having had 2 in under 2 years myself); they can be really difficult. Kids are stressful sometimes, they can get in the way.
But kids are wonderful. They show you everything about yourself that you need to improve. They give you immense gratitude. Your purpose in life was just brought 10 steps higher when you have kids. Children show you how to love with your whole heart because that's the only way they do.
This is not going to be a parenting blog. No, this is my plea with the world, with today's culture to not call my children or someone else's "accidents." Try to keep calm when someone announces their 3rd, 4th or 5th child; it's not your job, your money or your "problem" (so to speak). Don't huff when another child enters the world but instead play your part as bystanding citizen to make the world nicer so that the next generation will too. Whether you have a faith or not you can treat others with kindness and show this next generation how to treat others too.
You don't have to be thrilled that I am having another baby. It doesn't really matter what you think. The truth of the matter is; I'll arm my children with shields and swords to combat the lies you and this world are going to throw at them. The lies that they were unwanted or that they are not worthy. I can build my children up to endure the blows and when they get knocked down to get right back up.
But you can be nice. You don't have to start volunteering at non-profits or donating all that you have (though it's great if you do). All you have to do is say thank you, smile at a passer-by, tell the truth, find joy. It doesn't take much and it only takes one to change perceptions and even change the world. Why are you so afraid to be one?