It is a rare thing for you all to hear from the Hubs here at More Cowbell, but he gave this speech in church and I’m so proud of him, I had to share it!
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On my journey to becoming a Father I have seen many miracles.
As you know, Jenny has a blood clotting disorder, which we found out about in 2005 when she got blood clots in both legs. The blood clot in her right leg shattered and sent many blood clots to her lungs.
Miracle #1: 1% of the people who experience what she did live through it.
Experiencing this miracle moved us to get closer to God and find a church that we could believe in. Our church and friends become our support group during our baby making journey – and make no mistake, it was a journey. Because of Jennifer’s blood clotting disorder, we had to go to a high-risk OB just to get permission to TRY and get pregnant.
In order to assist our baby making efforts many of our friends did a “laying on of hands” to both Jennifer and I and did some serious praying for us.
Fast forward a year and a half.
We were told that Jen was in early Menopause and we would have to give up our baby dreams. During that appointment, the fertility doctor reached across the table and took Jennifer’s hand and said:
“If it were me – and this is only my personal opinion – I would not have a baby in your body. It will be too hard and too dangerous and I simply would not do it.”
At that point, we were all crying, including the doctor. We gave up our plans of having a baby and began planning our life without children.
Miracle #2: Four months later we got pregnant on our own.
As excited as we were, a new chapter of worry started. Because pregnancy puts a woman’s body in a hyper coagulant state, Jennifer had to give herself daily shots in the stomach through the entire pregnancy. They went up to twice a day for the last two trimesters.
As I told her: “I’ll go to every appointment. I’ll rub your feet and your back. I’ll even squeeze you into those crazy compression hose. But I CAN’T stick a needle into a pregnant woman’s belly. I just can’t.”
I did keep her company. And I cringed.
Due to Jen’s “Advanced Maternal Age” (she was forty) we had to do lots of genetic testing. Due to her clotting disorder, she was susceptible to 2nd and 3rd trimester miscarriages. We didn’t really take an easy breath until 32 weeks into the pregnancy.
Miracle #3: After 42 weeks of pregnancy, we had a perfectly normal baby girl.
Our daughter’s name means “God’s Gracious Gift” and we definitely feel that way. Because I had been so focused on Jen’s survival, I was not prepared for the spontaneous outpouring of emotion that occurred when my daughter took her first breath. In the delivery room, as the baby cried, the emotions of a healthy baby and a healthy wife took over and I bawled with joy and relief.
People often ask ‘How has fatherhood changed your life?’
My first response is to say that I look at life differently now. I watched my daughter develop from a tiny group of cells with a beating heart on our ultrasounds, to the little person that she is becoming. I can only say that it is truly a miracle.
The way she learns and perceives her new world at each stage has been fascinating. And it all happens so fast.
I mean, in corporate America, we can barely get a project off the ground in nine months. In that same amount of time, I watched my wife conceive a life, build a placenta and grow a baby. I am completely in awe.
On a personal note, because I’m pretty shy overall, parenting has opened up an entirely new social realm for me.
When I used to walk around the neighborhood by myself, no one really stopped to talk to me. Now when I walk around the block with my daughter, all the neighbors come out and say hi and ask about her. EVERYONE talks to you when you have a baby.
It has allowed me to be much more connected with my neighborhood and also with the church. I am so very thankful for all the love and support that our community has shown our family.
I am happy our baby girl chose us to be her parents. With God’s help, I look forward to providing her with the love, security and tools for her to be a happy and compassionate human being.
Yes, I have seen many miracles on my journey to becoming a Father. Because of those miracles, I have greater faith that there will be plenty more miracles to come.
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Go, Hubby! I can assure y’all that he’s the best daddy EVER. What miracles have you seen parenting? Who is the best father you know? Enquiring minds always want to know these things here at More Cowbell!