Why are the first words of the first post on a brand new blog so hard to write? There's no better way than to just plunge in, I guess.
My beloved husband and I have been married almost seven years and have no children. Before we got married we talked about it and decided that, yes, we would eventually have children. Maybe in about 5 years. But 5 years came and went and no urge to get knocked up ever hit -- either of us.
In fact, I started to think perhaps we were never going to have children. I liked our life the way it was. I didn't think we'd ever feel ready to have babies. We were in our 30s and the feeling hadn't hit yet, so I thought maybe it never would. I started actively telling people that we just might never have children. (Well, not the mother in law.)
Still, I sometimes wondered if my husband would be missing a great calling in his life if he never had children. I'd watch him with our niece, nephews and the children of friends and it just seemed like he was made to be a father. Children are drawn to him like a magnet and he loves playing with them, wrestling, teasing and riling them up. People have commented that even children that are wary of strangers feel at ease with him very quickly. Typically, they turn him into a jungle gym within minutes after meeting him.
I asked him about it a few times and I told him that since I'd told him in the beginning, before we were married, that I'd have babies with him, I wouldn't go back on that. If he ever came to me and said he wanted to have babies, I'd do it.
Then, this fall, we took a trip to visit our nephews. The whole time we were there I just couldn't stop marveling at how good he is with children. We visited a friend with two very young babies and within minutes he had them completely comfortable with him and giggling like everything.
On the way home, my husband told me that sometimes, when he's playing with the nephews, he thinks thinks maybe we should have children. I was ... well, not exactly surprised, but I was certainly electrified by this statement. We talked about it for a long time as we drove home that night. If my beloved wanted to do it, I was ready. We left it where he always leaves it, "let's pray about it and see where God leads us."
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