This week as we were sitting down to dinner my husband said, "Girls, do you hear that? That is the winds of the second trimester blowing through our house." He kindly observed that the house is clean, and you cooked dinner! And indeed it is true I am FINALLY starting to feel better. I love how any pregnant woman who has ever felt like junk during the first trimester uses the word finally in reference to the lovely second trimester. I mean it really is only about Week 6- Week 14 that I feel so horrible. But each time it still seems like forever. Just when you think your house will never be clean again or you will never remember how to make dinner, something wonderful happens you have a burst of energy, you cook a single meal, and before you know it some form of "normalcy" returns to your home.
And I am overjoyed to actually be cooking again. Its not that I don't ever cook the first 3 months its just sad pathetic cooking. Like I get a main dish done and I'm totally out of energy. So we don't end up with drinks, or sides, or vegetables, or fruit... And if you want meat cooked you might as well go drive thru!
I am still extremely tired, but that I can deal with. One of my favorite things I read about pregnancy (back during my first pregnancy when I actually had time to read a book) was that your body does more work sitting still when you are pregnant then when you are climbing a mountain and not pregnant. Now I'm not much of a mountain climber, but this quote justified my fatigue so well it stuck with me. People wonder what it is like having children to take care of and being pregnant. Well, imagine me climbing a mountain with Grace & Faith in tow and that pretty much sums up life right now. No wonder I'm so tired!
The other thing I love about the second trimester is it reminds me that I will survive, and God still has great timing. Having to endure this first trimester during the summer when Jeremy is gone a lot has been a challenge. And to be honest I feel like this first trimester lasted 6 months instead of 3 (because I essentially did it twice in a relatively close time span). But, one thing my miscarriage has taught me is that God can make you thankful for almost anything. My doctor has reassured me it is a very good sign that this pregnancy has followed my first two more closely, even if it does mean feeling yucky.
I have NEVER been challenged in my walk with God like I've been challenged the last six months. I have tearfully said the words, " I can't take any more, not one more thing." many, many times. And then our basement flooded, and then, and then, and then... And I can't wrap up the lessons I'm learning with a neat bow. I am finding that life doesn't always go how you thought it would. For example, I have had a really hard time with saying, "We are expecting our third child." Because my third child I won't meet until Heaven. But, I have also had a hard time saying" We are expecting our fourth child." Because then I have to explain we had a miscarriage and people are confused, or don't know what to say. But, I'm also learning its okay I'm not exactly sure where our family's story is headed. Because I think it means I'm starting to realize I am not in control, and I want to find a way to be okay with that. I'm not there yet... but I am definitely on the journey, and God isn't giving up on me. And its not the wind of the second trimester that does that, its only the wind of the Holy Spirit.
