The other night while we were having prayer Mailee prayed for Grandma and Papa, but she didn't stop there like she usually does. You see, Mailee seems to only like Grandma and Papa and so she never prays for anyone else no matter how much we prompt her. She doesn't even pray for Mark and I or Brick. Well, this night was different. She also prayed for her new cousin Maggie (ahh, that is so sweet). Then she prayed that Heavenly Father would give her a new "PJ Sparkles" toy for her birthday (not until April). Then she prayed for a baby sister.
It went from sweet to cute to What the Heck! You can't just let your kid go around praying for siblings. What if Heavenly Father decides to give them one? Or worse yet, what if they don't get one and it shakes their whole belief system? So, Mark explained to her that we can ask for things but that doesn't mean we will get them. Then he told her to stop praying for toys. She hasn't prayed for any toys since then, and she has only prayed for a new sister once since then, but she continues to pray for baby Maggie every night. I think she is branching out.
To be fair, Mailee is only obsessed with babies because 4 of her 7 married aunts are either pregnant or have just delivered a baby. She has babies on the brain. I've been thinking a lot about babies myself and eventually I do want another one. We just aren't ready yet.
Speaking of babies, my friend Rachel just had a baby (congratulations) and apparently it was one of those really difficult births where things wouldn't have turned out well without medical intervention. She had a C-section and it was probably the only way both of them would have made it out alive. I mentioned to her my mother-in-law's views on home births and she asked me if I had done home births. Let me state here for all the world to see that I have never nor will I ever have a home birth. I love epidurals. I think they are one of the greatest creations known to man. I love having nurses to take your baby to the nursery for you if you need some sleep. I love how they pamper you and give you pain medication and sleeping pills and cable tv to watch. I love having my babies in the hospital. I don't mean to be overly dramatic about Rachel's situation, but I feel really strongly about maternal safety. I think a good percentage of home births are reckless and stupid and selfish and put either the mother or the baby in danger. I am completely biased, and I base that bias on the women I know who have gone through with a home birth. I consider it nothing short of divine intervention that these babies survived.
Okay. I'm done ranting. In the spirit of trying to be tolerant and loving, if any of you decide to have a home birth I will try to support you. But, please, for the love of all that is holy, educate yourself as much as you can about the birthing process, get prenatal care, and please, please at least get a mid-wife. Birth is a natural process and women use to do it all the time without medical help, but they also use to die all the time.
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If I am not mistaken, birth was either the 1st or 2nd cause of female death before hospitals. The other was burning...from cooking with the open fires!
You should try having her pray that baby Maggie will sleep longer than 2 hours at a time during the night. That would be great! :)
Hopefully tonight will be better, she sleeps longer when she's had visitors.
AMEN!!!!! I've never understood why women want to do that to themselves. I was so grateful to have the neo-natal nurses. In fact we were working out feedings since Ash was jaundicedand had to be under the lights and the nurse looked at me and said, "I won't think you any less of a mother if you want to sleep tonight." I love my hospital births!
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