I want a baby, that much is clear!
God, give me one, to love and hold dear.
A baby to cherish all of my days,
I swear I will give you all the credit and praise.
There are many out there who are are evil and preverse,
so why do I get to have this infertility curse?
A 16 year old girl delivers a healthy baby boy,
and throws him away like a broken old toy.
Or the drug addict mom who beats her kids til they cry
all because they stand between her and her next high.
Or the worn out woman who can't take much more
gets those 2 little lines that I have desperately been waiting for.
So what can I do to turn the tides in my favor?
I'll do anything you ask, I'll sign any waiver!
Please make it stop, this longing and fear
and give me a beautiful baby, that I can hold near!
To all the angel babies out there, help your mommies out this year . . . help them see that while they will never forget you, happiness is possible with healthy pregnancies and babies.
To all the mommies of angels out there . . . look to the sky, seek out that cloud and know that you have an angel looking down from above.
~~~~~~Baby Dust~~~~~~~
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Patience Rose
Many have asked how the heck I got the name for my blog . . . it is really a funny story actually!
Throughout my journey with trying to get pregnant, my miscarriage and all of the fertility treatments, I have heard all of the following:
"If it is meant to be, it will be"
"God has a plan for all of us"
"It will happen, just relax"
"It will happen when you least expect it"
And all of those sayings make me want to punch something :) Sorry people, but they aren't helpful, they aren't solution based, and basically tell me that I can't really do a darn thing about it, so quit trying.
So one day Bobby's aunt, Rose, made the mistake of telling me, through Facebook chat none the less, "Patience, my dear." I had really had enough and I snapped back, in my sternest Facebook chat voice, "If you tell me that one more time, I will get even with you by naming my damn kid Patience." And so, Patience Rose was born . . . pardon the pun.
So for those of you that have asked . . . no I am not really going to name any future children I may have Patience Rose . . . or will I? It kind of grows on ya don't you think. Until they are about 3 and you look like an idiot in the grocery store yelling "PATIENCE! You come here right now!" Hahahaha, wouldn't that be the best joke of all! Bobby would refuse to go anywhere with us :)
Let the countdown begin!
Throughout my journey with trying to get pregnant, my miscarriage and all of the fertility treatments, I have heard all of the following:
"If it is meant to be, it will be"
"God has a plan for all of us"
"It will happen, just relax"
"It will happen when you least expect it"
And all of those sayings make me want to punch something :) Sorry people, but they aren't helpful, they aren't solution based, and basically tell me that I can't really do a darn thing about it, so quit trying.
So one day Bobby's aunt, Rose, made the mistake of telling me, through Facebook chat none the less, "Patience, my dear." I had really had enough and I snapped back, in my sternest Facebook chat voice, "If you tell me that one more time, I will get even with you by naming my damn kid Patience." And so, Patience Rose was born . . . pardon the pun.
So for those of you that have asked . . . no I am not really going to name any future children I may have Patience Rose . . . or will I? It kind of grows on ya don't you think. Until they are about 3 and you look like an idiot in the grocery store yelling "PATIENCE! You come here right now!" Hahahaha, wouldn't that be the best joke of all! Bobby would refuse to go anywhere with us :)
Let the countdown begin!
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