I Only Made It To Friday

I Only Made It To Friday

 

 

 

 

I only made it to Friday.  At 25 weeks Kate Elizabeth Wilde was born at 6:30 pm.  She weighed 1 lb. 10 oz.  and was 14 inches in length.  

 



I Can Make It Till Friday...

Written on 8/20/2013

I Can Make It Till Friday….

                “I can make it till Friday.”  I think that’s a phrase we all tell ourselves every week for the most part.  Friday is a day to look forward to.  It usually brings an evening that we can enjoy life, family, and friends.  It’s the beginning of the weekend in which we can slow down, relax, put your worries aside, and enjoy the time away from monotony.   It just so happens to be in my situation, that Friday is my changing date from week to week.  So this Friday I will be 25 weeks, instead of 24 weeks pregnant.  And for each week that I can progress- the chances of my baby surviving and avoiding serious problems is huge.  I repeat “I can make it till Friday” every so often throughout the day especially when I start to worry about labor, get scared of the outcomes, or become just plain bored sitting in this hospital bed and need some motivation to stay positive.  When Friday comes and goes, then I will start looking forward to the next Friday. 

                I believe when we go through trials- we have to give ourselves goals of time to look forward to.  Whether it be an hour, a day, or a week that we have to make it through.  If we can just put one foot in front of the other and make it through small increments of time, it will eventually pass and the sun will shine. 

A Lumpy Heart

Written on 8/22/2013

A Lumpy Heart

Kind of ironic-I’m on bed rest and I have the hardest time getting the real rest (meaning sleep).  I’m minding my p’s and q’s, but I struggle sleeping at night.  Usually I get 2-3 good hrs of sleep and after 1am it’s a game of toss and turn.  Tonight has been a bit harder to sleep though.  Right now, it’s 4 am and I have a lump in my heart keeping me from shut eye.  I have been so excited for my boys to start school today.  They need it to keep them busy- a schedule, learning, being around friends will help them pass this time.  Getting them excited and ready for the first day of school is one of my favorite things (probably the teacher in me).  Josh took them to the Back to School Night yesterday.    But the part that is really hard for me is not to be there in the morning- to get them breakfast, make sure they are all put together in their new clothes, missing out on their excitement, talk, smiles, and missing that candid mommy picture moment. 

You Can Do It

Written on 8/22/2013

You Can Do It

                When I started this pregnancy, I was pretty confident I was going to be able to be a good mom and raise six kids.  As the sickness settled in at 6 weeks- I then realized I wasn’t even a good couch potato.  I was so sick and I felt awful- I began to doubt myself.  I laid on the couch and tried to tell myself the messes, the wild children, the undone “To Do” list, and all the chaos was ok for now.  I had to think that this is just a short time in reality and I would eventually be back on my Super Mom Go Jo.  I didn’t do so well with that min-conversation though and would often cry and wonder why I thought I could do this.  I knew it wasn’t going to get easier- that when the baby comes she would continue to take much of my time and I would still feel out of control.  Josh was my rock and every time I broke down he would tell me “You can do this”. 

                We all need to be told “You can do this”.  Life is HARD!  I believe you can get through any trial-if you are told this simple phrase.   People thrive when they are told they are capable of doing whatever the task is at hand- it’s a confidence booster. 

                Throughout this last week of pregnancy complications, hospital bed rest, and the scares of what a preemie baby entails.  I often start to tell myself “I can’t do this.”  Josh has had such a strong and supportive attitude.   When I’m getting low he tells me “We can do this” and it helps.  But even more so- I know Heavenly Father knows- I can do this!  The scriptures say that we will not be given trials that we can’t handle.  I know that it is his way of saying –"You can do this".  We have to believe in ourselves- I’ve seen several times this last week the miracles and the Lord’s hand in this trial.  Even though he isn’t vocally telling me the words I want to hear- I can feel his presence.    I know my Father in Heaven, my loved ones on the other side, and my many family members and friends here on earth are rooting for me and this baby-saying you can do this!

The Wilde Bunch

There's a story of a lovely lady.......

  My niece came up to me the day we found out that we were having a girl and she said, "Have you ever seen the show the Brady Bunch?"  I had to chuckle thinking that was a show that we watched growing up.  My three oldest children are boys and my three youngest are girls.  Their ages start at 11, 9, 8, 4, 14 months and then hopefully this baby will come in November.  My thoughts are "Where is my Alice?"  She should be a freebie for anyone with 6 kids!  I told my niece she needs to make up a song for me that fits my family with the Brady Bunch theme song.  We are definitely the modern day version of the Brady family- although a bit more on the Wilde side:)

Elizabeth

  Last Friday, August 9th, was my dear Aunt Ruth's Funeral.  She is my mom's older sister.  She passed away tragically 2 weeks ago from accidental gas poisoning.  She was warming something on the stove in the night when the flame went out, but the natural gas continued to concentrate the air.  My Uncle slept with an oxygen mask on and we believe that was one of the reasons he was able to survive.  He was in very critical condition and hospitalized for almost a week though from all the inhalation.  My Aunt Ruth had two children-Thomas and Nikki.  Thomas passed away a few years ago and so Nikki dealt with a lot of her mother's tragedy on her own as her dad needed time to get well and heal in the hospital.  She had many worries on her plate with the funeral details and the caring for her father- to make it all even harder she was supposed to get married on last Wed., the 7th (but she was able to postpone it).  She was able to spend a lot of time with my family through that hard time. I gained a great admiration for her as I watched how she handled everything so well.  She was amazing and unbelievably strong- a great example of carrying on!    We decided to name our baby Kate Elizabeth.  I have always wanted to use the name Elizabeth, but didn't have a real reason behind it.  At the funeral I noticed my cousin Nikki's middle name is Elizabeth.  Now that everything has played out this way- I feel that this baby needs her middle name- she is going to need that strength that I admire in Nikki.  I also know that my Aunt Ruth is with this baby telling it to just wait.... and loving on her before she makes her way down.   I believe the veil between this earth life and heaven is very thin and although Kate is here with me she also is being taken care of by loved ones in heaven. 

Baby Kate Makes 8

  A bit of post history first is probably best.  I've always wanted a big family- I love children!  I never really thought I'd make it to 6 kids though.  (That's like the new 12 these days).  I think I could have been content with four, but ever since I was pregnant with my fourth I have had a constant-nagging- feeling that I still had 2 more babies that needed to come to my family.  So for the last 5 yrs. I have thought about and prayed daily about getting these babies here. I have difficult pregnancies-my body seems to malfunction.  My first two babies (Kaden & Kale) came at term with a little bed rest.  My third baby(Kam) was born at 28 weeks.  The only real reason that can be identified behind it was that I was carrying a lot of extra amniotic fluid and it was too much for my body to handle.  Kam was born on Sept. 9th, 2005.  He weighed 2.11 lbs. and stayed in the NICU for eight weeks.  He was our little miracle baby and has no resulting problems from his premature birth.  At that point Josh and I were very weary of having more kids because of the chances of premature birth again, but I still didn't have that feeling that we were finished.  So I got an IUD(birth control) to pass some time until we were ready to make that decision.  Close to 3 yrs. had passed when I started getting that "Mommy Intuition" that there was another baby that needed to come.  I prayed a lot about it and talked to Josh about it, but he wasn't ready yet.  Within the month I found out I was pregnant with the IUD still in place (1% chance of that happening).  I felt it was Heavenly Father's way of saying "I told you it was time."  That pregnancy was absolutely perfect with no problems whatsoever.  I was on a new medicine that I took shots with at the end of my pregnancy called Progesterone that seemed to do the trick.  I also tend to make deals with my Father in Heaven and I told him if this pregnancy had complications I'm done, but if it doesn't than I'll have more.  He kept his end of the deal...  I also had a dream while I was pregnant with Kinnli that we still had 2 more babies that needed to be in our family.  It took us a bit longer to decide to have the 5th baby- almost 4 yrs., but I knew it needed to happen and had that constant feeling always at the back of my mind. Josh just needed a lot of prodding from me:)  So I had a perfect pregnancy with Kennadi (I'll tell you right now though- I'm not a rock star pregnant woman, I still get pretty miserable, sick, fat, etc...  but I'm truly grateful to be able to carry my babies!)  Being pregnant is just something I don't enjoy.  Everyday of my pregnancy with Kennadi and every day since I felt the strong presence of this sixth baby-very anxious to come down!  After having Kennadi- I did not look forward to being pregnant again, but I wanted to plan for this last little gift.  Josh and I weren't trying to get pregnant, but I had told him how I felt again- we were just in the process of trying to make that decision.  But within a couple weeks we had news that we were expecting again- a little sooner than anticipated.  I've always been worried that I would just keep having the desire to have more kids or I wouldn't have that confirmation that I'm done.  But as soon as I saw the pregnancy test was positive I had such a peaceful feeling come over me that this was it -I was done.  I knew this baby needed to come to our family and our family would finally be complete!   (Only 12 yrs. later and 6 of those yrs.  spent being pregnant:)