I kicked off my Norwex business last night with my launch party! I am actually quite pleased with how it went. Sure I didn’t have 100+ guests attend, but then again, I only have about 4 friends in this city (I’m working on that). I feel like it was a bit jumbled at times, but overrall I covered almost everything and best of all got to share one of my new passions, which is this company. One thing I did forget was to share the Norwex mission statement which is to improve the quality of life by radically reducing the use of chemicals in the home and in personal care products. Pretty awesome. At the core of this company are great values and something I can really be proud to work for. I’m exciting to continue to share this new found passion and to meet new people along the way (pretty huge for an introvert).
My mom asked yesterday if I would be sharing some stories from the past, and I mentioned that a few might spill out from time to time. I was reflecting on the preciousness and fragility of life yesterday and realizing how incredibly blessed we are to be expecting a little one again. I am not one to take life for granted. There are far too many people in my life who would give anything to hold a child of their own, or to get back the one they lost. I am so incredibly grateful. *Sidenote, I really thought I wasn’t hormonal this pregnancy, but as I wrote that last line, I began to choke up a bit.* The fact that God give us this great GIFT of partaking in creating and bringing up new life is beyond me, I can not even contain how miraculous and amazing that is. I am just grateful and humbled, sooo humbled. I love my son, words can not express. Not only is he simply and not so simply a unique creation of God, and my and Cory’s DNA, but he is so unimaginably joyful. This child smiles with every part of his body. He is a reminder that there is always hope. Always.
On top of the incredibly blessing of being this boy’s mom, we are now the proud parents of another completely unique life. Excuse me, my mind just exploded a bit. This is something I’ve always been pretty awestruck with, but when I became a parents (meaning the moment I found out I was carrying Henry in my womb) it hit me in a more profound way. It is something I live on a daily basis, but is truly miraculous…kind of like how Mass is celebrated every day, people receive Him into their bodies every day. If we were constantly aware of this existential reality, our minds would probably actually explode because I just don’t think we are equipped to contain that much joy, wonder, and awe. However, from time to time, my mind does capture a glimpse of the magnitude of the gift of motherhood and I am humbled.
It was Halloween night. We had just taken our little giraffe around to a couple of neighboring houses to see what this “trick-or-treat” thing was all about. For the record, I’m not actually a fan of Halloween or trick-or-treating for that matter, but I grew up not celebrating it and so was curious what this experience was like with a child. As expected it was fun, and with a child who knew nothing of scary costumes surrounding him, and the weird decked out in cob webs car blasting scary music, we didn’t have much to worry about. We got “Henry” a few pieces of candy in the pouring rain and made our way back home. It dawned on me that it had been a few days since my monthly had come to visit (there’s just no pleasant way to put that), and I told Cory maybe we should take a test just to see. He said as he did the two months before, you always think you’re pregnant, I’m going to go broke on pregnancy tests! Or something to that effect ;-). We just so happened to have one more left so we decided to test. I was downstairs, Cory was upstairs putting Henry to bed, and I waited expecting to see the same one line (two is a positive) I had seen in the previous 20 tests I had taken before that month (we do practice NFP, but mentally I always hoped we would get pregnant anyway, lol). Then a faint little second line showed up, and I could not believe my eyes. You see we practice Creighton Method (look it up, pretty sweet), however that month we had thrown out our charts because we knew we were getting to a point where God was calling us to receive life again. We were actually “shooting” for getting pregnant this month. Well, there it was…a little stick informing me of a miracle taking place in my womb. Pretty awesome. I began to yell Cory’s name, he came to the top of the stairs thinking I was crazy to be yelling after just laying Henry down, but he figured out pretty quickly why I would do such a thing. We were both joyfully shocked. Still are really.
Cory really wanted to wait to tell others, longer than last time (I think I lasted like 3 days) at least. You see though, it is very hard for me to wait. Not because I want the attention or for people to constantly congratulate us. I can not wait because (oh boy, I feel the tears) I am so proud and so overjoyed about any life, no matter how long or how they come into our lives, from the very beginning and can not imagine NOT celebrating that life from beginning to end. I hear of couples who wait a good amount of time to announce their pregnancy, until they’re passed the riskier time for miscarriages. I can definitely understand where these couples are coming from, though I may not be able to directly relate. I just can not imagine that for us. I know I have never experienced that great loss, however, I don’t believe it would ever change how strongly I feel about this. To me, there is no difference in the celebration of Henry’s life now, as there is in our child in the womb, so why keep that news only for myself and Cory? This life is not just our own, he/she belongs first and foremost to God, and they are a gift to be given to others to bring others closer to Christ. I wouldn’t want my own pain to withhold the gift of their life or lives from blessing others. I hope that if you or someone close to you has experienced a loss like this that you don’t take this the wrong way, I mean no hurt or offense, however, I do feel very strongly about it. To me, it is the call to be truly pro-life. I know not everyone will see it this way, and that is okay. So when you find out our little one is not due to make an entrance until early July, you will know why we chose to let the world know so soon.
Listen to what Mary says just after learning of the Child growing in her womb, “My soul glorifies the Lord and my spirit rejoices in God my Savior, for he has been mindful of the humble state of his servant.” (Luke 1:46-48) She rejoices because she actually contains JOY Himself. *BOOM*
God bless you all.