Baby Times

Our little rainbow baby is growing.
Statistics say if you become pregnant within 6 months of a miscarriage, you are more likely to have a healthy pregnancy and carry to full term. A healthy pregnancy means a healthy baby.

 

Our baby is now 16 weeks and 3 days along. I have felt some squirms and finally escaped that darn morning sickness. No more running to the bathroom or avoiding food and smells. I have an appointment next Tuesday and then, the next appointment will be when we find out the sex of our baby!

 

I told Stephen I may cry if it's not a boy because I think Austin would love to have a brother so close in age. Of course, a little girl would be awesome, but I will definitely have to prepare myself.

 

At our first (and only appointment thus far), Stephen and I were so scared that we would not see a heartbeat. I cried when we did and Stephen's face lit up with relief. The toughest part of this pregnancy, even among the morning sickness, is waiting to hear our baby's heartbeat. Every doctor's appointment will come with anxiety until that 'thump, thump' is heard.

Sunday, April 6th, 2014

I feel so lonely on this day. Instead of celebrating the fact that it is the due date of our second child, we remember the loss and tears come as we think of the child we never got to meet. No one knows what this day is to us.  We will go about it normally-we'll eat, go to church, put Austin down for a nap, go to youth group, and go to bed. I'm afraid of bedtime because this day is the day I feel closest to my child since the day their soul left this world.

It has been over 7 months since we lost our child but it still hurts just as bad. I still think of him/her every single day. Today is going to be one of the toughest days and I don't know how I'm going to come out of it with a smile.

I'm glad Stephen knows what I'm going through. I'm glad we'll have each other today.

A New Point of View

'And he will thank you for giving him life. He will thank you for enduring the loss that he might have the reward sooner.'

John Piper

I read an interesting letter that John Piper wrote to a mother who lost her child. This quote was something that I got from it that I think I will remember. It is a good take on how to look at any loss, in the womb or outside of it.

Freezing Rain

People never tell you how difficult it is to have a miscarriage. And I mean how emotionally difficult it is. It has been almost 3 months since we found out that we lost our baby and to this very day, this very second even, I tear up or just plain out cry when I think about it. It hurts deep down inside every time.

If our baby stayed on earth with us, we would be finding out this week or next week whether he/she was a boy or a girl. When I hear my newly pregnant friends talking about their pregnancies, I would be able to chime in on how mine is going. I wouldn't cry myself to sleep sometimes thinking about what our child would have looked like and what they would have accomplished in life.

While I cry, I cry even more because I feel so weak. I know friends and family members who are going through much more difficult times than we are. I feel bad because I can't seem to not be upset. I feel bad because I don't want them to think I'm trying to downplay their hardships. I am not a person who is this emotional all the time. I'm praying to get over this pain and get my normal even-keeled emotions back.

Every day I pray and thank the Lord for our baby and the experience. I want to talk to people more about it, but it is an awkward and uncomfortable conversation for most people so I stray away from doing so. I think of all the moms and dads, brothers and sisters, who lost a baby before they were born into this world. I know I'm not alone in this silent suffering. That comforts me some, but doesn't keep me from crying.

My days are good and I am blessed. But just because I a find joy in life as a Christian does not mean that I do not have moments in my days where I find a corner to cry and pray to God asking for guidance and clarity. I am so human and make mistakes with my words, thoughts, and actions repeatedly. However, I know that God's love for me should make me stronger every day and so I am going to keep trying to live my days to pay him back for the blessings and experiences that He has given me.

I just want to be honest and let people know that I am not lying when I have a smile on my face-because I am a genuinely joyful person; but at the same time, I have my difficult moments where I break down and can't go any farther on my own. I'm not ashamed to say that. This whole 'life' thing is very tough and gets more interesting as I get older. You can be joyful and human at the same time. It's a strange blessing. Some of us have a little bit of Christ living in us to allow us that joy.

I'm looking forward to the day where my whole being will be devoted to Him and I will no longer hold the pain of losing a child or have the fear of never holding my newborn baby in my arms again...

Revelation 21:3-6

3 And I heard a loud voice from the throne saying, “Behold, the dwelling place of God is with man. He will dwell with them, and they will be his people, and God himself will be with them as their God. 4 He will wipe away every tear from their eyes, and death shall be no more, neither shall there be mourning, nor crying, nor pain anymore, for the former things have passed away."

5 And he who was seated on the throne said, “Behold, I am making all things new.” Also he said, “Write this down, for these words are trustworthy and true.” 6 And he said to me, “It is done! I am the Alpha and the Omega, the beginning and the end. To the thirsty I will give from the spring of the water of life without payment. 

Don't be Scared

Well, student has begun and been going on for 5 weeks now. I am at an elementary school outside of town, and I love it. I have been blessed with students who listen well (for the most part) and actually want to participate. I accredit all this to the students of course and not me (although I'm hoping the curriculum and myself are also huge benefactors). Every day is exhausting-being on my feet for 7 hours with only a few breaks in-between. The exhaustion doesn't discourage me though because I am in love with teaching! I am overjoyed that I have found my skills and can finally use them for God as he intended. It took 6 years of college and 2 degrees, but it is safe to say I have found a keeper in teaching physical education.
I will be switching over to the middle school come October 14th, so I am also hoping I still thoroughly enjoy the 6th-8th graders as well as teaching them health! I know attitudes in middle school will be more prominent than in elementary school so I am working on my disciplinary skills currently. I am looking forward to the day when I will be paid to do these things :)

At first, I was a little scared about teaching because I had some doubts in myself. However, I still knew I could do it and do it well. My cooperating teacher has complemented me every day on how well I am doing which has been a great encouragement. My doubt did not last long-I think my very first class of student teaching showed me that I would be fine and do a good, thorough job. I am glad that I have found my gifts and can now use them to impact children and families in a beneficial way.

One week into student teaching, I also got a scare concerning our newly conceived baby. I had some complications and made an ultrasound appointment to have the baby checked out. Unfortunately for us, our baby left this world earlier in August and is now with Jesus, their Creator. We miss our baby and at first we were very sad that we would never hold our baby here on earth. But, we find incredible joy in the fact that our child experienced no pain, is being held in the arms of Christ, and is now doing what they were created to do-glorify and worship the Lord. We are only sad because we miss him/her, but our joy for our baby's life always overwhelms our sorrows :) We are thankful for the time we had with our baby and the joy they brought us just as much as we are thankful that our child is in the presence of Christ right now and for the rest of eternity. The Lord blesses us in strange ways sometimes and it can be overwhelming and very difficult during those times. But we cannot ever be angry with Him because all we have is His. All we have ever been given is His. All we will ever receive is a gracious gift from Him. The grace He gives us is encouraging and brings overwhelming joy. His grace puts life into perspective and reminds us of how much we need Him. He knows how to care for us and reveal to us His sovereignty over all things.

Another great thing that helps us find joy is the fact that God knows what we are going through. He lost a child as well. His child endured hardship though and endured it unjustly-for us. Not only in our place, but so that when we leave this world we will live with Him eternally. It does not get any better than that.

Don't be scared.

2 Corinthians 4:15-18 (NASB)

For all things are for your sakes, so that the grace which is[e]spreading to more and more people may cause the giving of thanks to abound to the glory of God.

16 Therefore we do not lose heart, but though our outer man is decaying, yet our inner man is being renewed day by day. 17 For momentary, light affliction is producing for us an eternal weight of glory far beyond all comparison, 18 while we look not at the things which are seen, but at the things which are not seen; for the things which are seen are temporal, but the things which are not seen are eternal.

A Rainy Two Weeks

Within the past 2 weeks, I've seen the lives of 2 families go from 'normal' to torn apart. First, a family from the town I grew up in has been without their daughter for two weeks and one day. No one knows where she is (or if they do, they are not telling) and many are afraid that she may have been killed. I don't know the girl, but I know many who do. The FBI, state, local police, friends, family and strangers have all been doing their best to find her and her abductor (as evidence seems to point to her being abducted). This family's life has been turned around completely. I don't know how they rest, eat, breathe, or move. I don't even know them, and I have had dreams about it and pray for the missing girl and her family every day. I can't imagine what they are going through...

Secondly, last night, Stephen and I watched as our neighbors were handcuffed by the SWAT on what we assume was a drug bust. We also watched their 8/9 year old son and his friend as they were escorted from their home by the SWAT, undercover cops, and the police. Numerous cars, trucks, and armored trucks came to their home and too many people to count searched their home, questioned them, and took them all away at different times. Even though what our neighbors had been doing was illegal, to see a family broken up and to watch a young boy experience SWAT members barge into their home on a dark, rainy night, arrest and question his parents is unbelievably difficult. I'm sure the boy is tough when compared to other kids his age as his life has been filled with strangers coming and going, a drunken father, and conversations that include yelling a lot of the time. BUT he is a 9 year old boy-nobody ever wishes that kind of a life for any person of any age. I told Stephen, 'I feel so bad. I don't know what we could have done to help them.' Stephen was right when he said, 'I wish I would have thrown the football more with him'. I imagine over the next couple days we'll see what has exactly happened. We think the dad was released and is back in the house, but we haven't seen anyone today. Time will tell. 

Either way, after seeing  and hearing about these life-changing times for these families, I can only think that I need to care more for people when I have the opportunity. I need to look-out for the well-being of people and not shrug them off because at any time, their lives can change and maybe they needed that little bit of joy in their lives by something I did for them or said to them. If you do read this, I'll ask you to please keep both families in your prayers.

Another Baby

It's true...I have pulled out of storage my two pregnancy books What to Expect When You're Expecting and Your Pregnancy and Childbirth. 

YES! There is another Proffitt in the making! Due around April 7th, 2014, Austin's little brother or sister will become the next perfect, breathing piece of our family. It's still really early along, so we are keeping this baby in our prayers even more than usual. I am still in shock that God has allowed us to be such an influential part in another precious human life. I may or may not be tearing up right now because I am so overjoyed...Oh, we are so blessed. Of course it means weight gain, fatigue, labor, delivery, recovery, sleepless nights, a messy house, etc but with the bad comes the good-a little baby Proffitt and brother/sister for Austin! Another life to bring more glory to our Creator. And all of those tough experiences are worth it too, otherwise, I don't think I would do it all over again, because I'm incredibly human and weak ;)

Call me crazy, but it is happening. There is no turning back now! People, get ready. This ride is going to get wild! (or so I hear!)

It cannot get more clear. PREGGO....