a random poll, prayer challenge, rants, and poem
hi! before i start my real entry, i just have a quick poll for you (just leave a message on the winter hugs): is your tree still up?
mine is still up, and i don’t really know when we’ll take it down. it’s the first real one i’ve ever had and it still looks so pretty! oh, click here to see it - i forgot to post it along with the other pics. which i’m glad everyone enjoyed.
i sent everyone some snow, and now ours is all melting! hehe! anyway, the tree isn’t dying or anything yet, so i think i’m going to leave it up until the needles start to fall off. good idea or no?
i wanted to challenge you with something my pastor challenged us with yesterday: on new year’s eve, five to ten minutes before the clock strikes, sit down and pray with your spouse into the new year. he says he and his wife have done this for the past few years and it has been amazing. i suggest praying for all sorts of things; our country, our world, our govt. officials, our marriages, our soldiers, our children, our plans and dreams, our families, our jobs, etc, and also of course thanking the Lord for what He has given us and the love He has shown us in the previous (however many) years we’ve already shared together.
ok, i have a personal kind of icky question, but most of you are used to my openness and honesty by now! hehe! for about a week and a half (or more) i have been waking up with an upset stomach. i thought i wasn’t getting enough sleep. now for the past two days, on top of that, my breasts have grown or swollen, i don’t know which one, my nipples are SOOO sore and both entire breasts are majorly sensitive. and i am having little sharp pains in my uterus area. i always have major mood swings the week before, during and after my period (yes, i know, you’re thinking, her poor hubby! lol) and i’ve had mood swings this past week, so i was thinking period is coming soon i suppose, but there have been more tears than anything else this time. crying at the drop of the hat, especially commercials or shows about children. i saw that one the other day, made by united nations no less, about aids, with all those innocent children walking around crying with no one to take care of them. my goodness, jerry was going on about the liberal nonsense while i was fighting back tears, wanting just to bring them all home, even if they were only actors!!! LOL! i dont’ know if all this is an after effect of the clomid or what, but i’m really hoping and praying i didn’t get pregnant and this is the beginning of a miscarriage. i don’t know how i could bear it. but i tell you, when i am going to start my period there is always a totally different feeling, and i never have these kinds of problems with my breasts. i am due to start it any day now. i’m sure i’ll start today or tomorrow, but i just pray it’s not a miscarriage. if i don’t start by new year’s morning or the day after (i can’t decide) i’m taking a pregnancy test. that is always the fastest way to bring on a period, as we’ve agreed, huh, autumn?
so will everyone please pray for me that this is not a miscarriage?! i honestly have to say i would rather not get pregnant in the first place than get pregnant and lose the baby - no matter how early into the pregnancy it is. i am not that strong. if i’m not pregnant, i just want to start my period so i can get on the new round of clomid and get it over with!
yesterday my friend who has a one year old and is pregnant again (the one who mentioned she might use jeremiah’s name) came to our church’s pitch-in because i invited her. we have not mentioned the name thing again, and i’m afraid to bring it up only to hear the same thing and get all mad again. sigh. but i got to play with mary (she’s actually 17 mos). she’s fun. it was so cute at how she’s trying to be a grownup - her mom still feeds her by holding her on her lap (don’t ask me why!) so mary wanted me to hold her and she began feeding ME! lol! it was soooo cute!! then there is another baby who is only about 6 or 7 months and her mom let me hold her - she is the most precious thing! she is one half filipino and has the darkest hair and eyes and the sweetest disposition! she kept smiling at me and putting her head back down in a bashful way, it was soooo adorable! her mom kind of annoyed me because she asked me how old i was and i told her 27, and she said i don’t look that old, and she asked if i was married, and i said yes, and jerry walked up, and i introduced him, and said we’d been married for four years. she asked if we had any kids, and i said, no, we are the couple the pastor always prays about, jenn and jerry, to have a child. and she said oh, you must be trying too hard. we only got pregnant when we didn’t try.
i am sorry but the next person who tells me i’ll get pregnant as soon as i stop trying so hard will get a slap in the face! how can people be so insensitive?! even if it were possible to STOP TRYING or STOP WANTING it, it wouldn’t take my infertility away, right? so why do they say it?!
oh, i wanted to share with you my cousin’s baby zuri. now, my cousin is half filipino, so her baby is a fourth filipino, right? i was so shocked at this picture because it looks just like a magazine or book picture! they have a good camera and zuri is very photogenic! click here. if it’s not working you’ll need to give me a minute - my scanner is being a pain, but i wanted to go ahead and enter this entry before i restart the computer.
well i know i have had a tons to say today LOL i just needed someone to talk to i guess. i think this will end up being my longest post ever of my own personal words!!! i also have a poem that may turn into a song that i wrote saturday night. it’s a bit depressing though. :*(
empty
in my house, there’s an empty room with a bassinette, crib and clothes
i pray a baby will live there soon, when it will be no one knows
longing, my heart is longing for my precious baby’s face
empty, my arms are empty, no little child in my embrace
in my belly there’s an empty womb with eggs that refuse to mature
it wants a child to comfort and warm…to be barren forever i could not endure
longing, my heart is longing for my precious baby’s face
empty, my arms are empty, no little child in my embrace
in my heart there’s an empty tomb, a hole that cannot be filled
each passing month the calendar looms…the speeding clock will not be stilled
longing, my heart is longing for my precious baby’s face
empty, my arms are empty, no little child in my embrace
by jennifer ann gigowski









