Monday, October 1, 2012

Blessings from heaven


This morning I was watching TV, and a show came on about a family who was unable to conceive.  The show was the emotional story of this family adopting a 2 year old girl and 1 year old boy who were natural siblings.  While watching their story, my heart again started to ache and tears began to flow for the people in my life who struggle with having children.

Over the last 15 years or so I've spent many hours thanking my Heavenly Father that I am  able to have children.  When I was pregnant with John (my third child in three years) I made a comment to a friend of mine about how hectic it was and how I was frustrated to be pregnant again so soon.  She, being the wonderful woman that she is, took my hands and said, "Jennifer, we've been trying to have a baby for over a decade.  Please don't complain about such a precious gift."  Needless to say, I was immediately remorseful and humbled.  At that moment I realized how truly blessed I was.  

As a child and young women, my deepest desire was to be a wife and mother.  To my relief, fertility has never been a problem for me.  My first three came in 3 years and, with the 4th, I went off birth control and was pregnant with my next cycle.  Even with this pregnancy, we chose to leave it up to Heavenly Father to decide.  Before we were married I tried to tell Mike that it wouldn't take very long, but Mike, and his engineer brain, figured that, statistically, we had a good 6 months or more before I got pregnant.  Well, as most of you know, the due date is 2 days after our 9 month anniversary.

Throughout my life I've met other wonderful women, and men, who have a deep longing for family and children but are not able to conceive or are not able to have as many children as they want.  I think about my own wish for children and can only imagine the heartache of my friends who are unable to realize that simple, fundamental desire.  I know my own want for children is one of the strongest pulls I've felt, but it is been a satisfied want. 

The dilemma I have is this…I can empathize with the desire that women have for children and bigger families, I feel pain for the heartache as time passes and a baby seems to be further and further away, but I am abundantly blessed in that one area that may cause the most pain in their lives.   How do I support women like these?