Saturday, July 20, 2013
Giant Menorah; New Design
Once again, my husband had a great idea concerning a project he set out to do. I have to say, I'm so glad to be able to see his talent and creativity at work. He worked in quick manner, as he had a clear idea of a design for a new menorah. I enjoyed helping him, though I did very little. Here is a couple of photos of both the process and finished project. By the way, the menorah is now the property of a local congregation; we were glad to hear they liked it.
Thursday, July 18, 2013
Sunday, April 7, 2013
A time to mourn: One mother's painful loss
It's barely been a month and the
memory is quite vivid. This is my personal experience of a most terrible loss
but I think this is a story worth sharing. I believe so, for the sake of any
mother out there going through a similar experience. It was a few months back
when I first found out I was expecting. The news came bringing us feelings of excitement and happiness. The thought of a tender little
baby in my arms. This would most definitely be a welcomed blessing in our home.
The first weeks were quite tiring and a bit difficult to get by. Currently
employed outside my home was quickly becoming a challenge. Because of the
proximity of my job, I managed to come home daily for a much needed nap. This
helped me somewhat, though managing home and my job was was increasingly
difficult due to my pregnancy. My amazing family was so much help during these
days, especially my third-born daughter. I am very thankful for them all.
Up early each day, I managed to drag myself out of bed thinking
that surely I'd be quitting in three months. My thought was to hang
on just a little longer; then I'd be a stay at home mom once again. I was
looking forward to finally being home with my kids, and soon with my baby as
well. What a joy these thoughts brought to me. There was so much going through
my mind and so many plans to be made.
Then one day an abrupt event changed everything. I woke up
early one day with the past night's dream very clear in my memory. I usually
had dreams and remember them, but it had been a while since this happened. This
morning I was shocked at my dream. It was so clear in my mind and very painful
as I thought about it. I knew in my heart that this dream meant something and
cried thinking what it could possibly mean. In my dream I saw my unborn child,
he was a boy with such a look of innocence that left such an impression on me.
As I looked into his eyes, I noticed a deep sadness in his eyes. I wondered at
such a thing and then before I knew it I woke up. Now this might sound like an
ordinary dream to some, but I knew it was for a reason I had dreamt
it.
I want to explain something about myself before continuing. I'm
not superstitious or anything like that. Before this, I hadn't really ever
thought much about this, that is until recently. In reality, my thoughts were
quite contrary than what I think today. Up until recently I discarded my whole
dream thing as coincidences. You see, during every one of my pregnancies I've
had a dream of each of my children. I have always dreamt of my babies before
they are born, and in my dreams I can tell what their gender is. I know it's a
bit bizarre, but true. This has been true of all eleven children. And
there was even a particular time, back in 2001 which was unlike the rest.
On this day I recalled a dream, when a voice told me I was expecting a boy.
What was so strange to me, was that I didn't know I was pregnant. A few hours
later I got very sick. I knew somehow that this meant a miscarriage, and a
few hours later at the ER, my worst fears were confirmed.
Back to the dream of this last pregnancy, something inside told me
what it meant. My thoughts were that something was wrong with the baby, and
though I dreaded the thought, I believed it meant I would lose him. As I drove
to work that morning I cried and prayed to the L-rd. I cried for help and
especially prayed that the baby would be okay. Then a peace came over me, and
as tears rolled down my face I spoke to my Heavenly Father saying I will accept
your will whatever it may be.
Shortly after that, not sure how many days I began feeling sick.
There was the smallest sign of spotting and the feeling I can't describe, but
can just say was of not feeling well. I had only known of my pregnancy a short
time, and was only planning to make a doctor's appointment. I thought, maybe
this Friday I'll look over my insurance and make my appointment. It was Monday,
but as the week progress and no signs of improvement showed I began to doubt
about my pregnancy. What if I wasn't pregnant after all, I thought. One short
drive to the store and another quick home pregnancy test dispelled those
doubts immediately. I was glad to find I was right about being pregnant,
but worried about my health.
I continued working, reasoning that it would be alright since my
job required me to spend most of the time sitting. It also gave me
the opportunity to go home for several hours and get some rest. Yet,
every morning as I drove to work, I cried, prayed to G-D, and even spoke to my
unborn child. I told my baby how much I loved him, and how he was much wanted
by everyone at home. By this time my oldest children knew about my pregnancy,
only my four youngest didn't. I had also began telling my children at different
times that I wasn't feeling well, and what this could mean for the baby.
Friday morning came, as I woke to discomfort and pain. I got up
around four and tried going back to sleep after a while, only to wake to the
pain and the thought that I was experiencing contractions. Suddenly, I realized
I was covered in blood and as I cried and got up to change, my husband's first
thoughts were to call for an ambulance. I asked him right away
not to, but to instead drive me to a hospital very close to our house. I was
sitting on chair quite weak as my daughter helped me get dressed and put my
shoes on. Suddenly the room seamed to get dark, and I urged my husband to call
our first-born.
All I recall next is waking and while my eyes were yet closed
recalling all these things and thinking I would tell my husband what a strange dream I had just
dreamt. Unfortunately, as I opened my eyes and realized I was being carried to
the car, I became aware it was actually happening. I was in and out
of consciousness at the hospital after that with my husband and son by my
side. After a transfusion of several units of blood, I was awake and
conscious to the painful reality of having lost my baby.
No sooner had I woke from a surgical procedure then my
sisters arrived from out of town; immediately to be there by my side. It's
beyond words for me to explain how good it did to me; that is, to have their
support when I needed most. I felt G-d's loving care through my dear husband,
my son, and sisters. Everything seemed to have happened so quickly. I was
heartbroken, but at the same time was experiencing an unexplainable peace.
This was an experience quite unlike the one during my first miscarriege, when
my world was falling apart, and all I wished was to die. It's strange that this
pregnancy that I had more time to grow attached to the baby, I was experiencing
this peace and serenity.
I definitely still cry when I remember. I feel a sadness
and a loss that I may never quite recover from. There will always be a place in
my heart, a memory of my baby. When I returned to my doctor for a follow up, I
cried as the doctor explained that what I had thought was one and a half to two
months pregnancy was actually closer to four. And of course after the lab
results' explanations, she went on to tell me what I already knew....
the baby was a boy.
M.J.
Sunday, February 24, 2013
Making Meaningful Memories
It's a wonderful thing to be a stay-at-home mom enjoying the presence of one's family. I'm grateful for the years I've been blessed with this privilege. Things have changed though, and have brought me to a point where I am finding myself employed and away from the home as many other mom's out there. I can't complain, as I am working in a place I like; however, I do miss being at home where I no doubt belong. This is the reason that I haven't had time to get on the computer, much less write anything.
Because of the time I'm away, I'm having a difficult time balancing my time wisely to spend with my kids and keep up with my housework among other responsibilities. I am grateful however, for the opportunity to work near the house which enables me to come for lunch and spend more time at home. I'm trying to get creative and find ways to make the best of the current situation. If all goes as planned, I'll leave work and be a stay-at-home mom again in about three more months. For now, I'm praying for the strength to get through this time and counting the days until I'm home all day again with my family. I don't want to miss being with my children.
Though I'm working five days a week, we've managed to make time to do a few things the kids enjoy. Here I'll share some shots taken from these special times.
Out for some ice cream
Outdoor Play
Road Trip With my Teens
At Garner Park
Hiking
Our Nice Little Cabin
Making use of this fireplace
Couldn't leave technology behind
Bundled up for the trip back
Because of the time I'm away, I'm having a difficult time balancing my time wisely to spend with my kids and keep up with my housework among other responsibilities. I am grateful however, for the opportunity to work near the house which enables me to come for lunch and spend more time at home. I'm trying to get creative and find ways to make the best of the current situation. If all goes as planned, I'll leave work and be a stay-at-home mom again in about three more months. For now, I'm praying for the strength to get through this time and counting the days until I'm home all day again with my family. I don't want to miss being with my children.
Though I'm working five days a week, we've managed to make time to do a few things the kids enjoy. Here I'll share some shots taken from these special times.
Out for some ice cream
Outdoor Play
Road Trip With my Teens
At Garner Park
Hiking
Our Nice Little Cabin
Making use of this fireplace
Couldn't leave technology behind
Bundled up for the trip back
Tea Party With the Girls
Visit to Grandma's
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