Somewhere around my freshman/sophomore year of high school I
had a longing for a little girl. But I have never been the motherly
type. I didn't get the "nurturing gene". Even
with this longing I knew I wouldn't be a stay at home mom. I love to
work! I am an achiever...to say the least. But I still
had this longing for a little girl.
When my dad passed away In 2007 I was only 5 or 6 weeks along in my first pregnancy. I just knew it was going to be a girl! God had taken away my dad, my hero, the first man I ever loved...so he was going to give me the desire of my heart...that I believe He placed there. Wives tails say you crave sweets with a girl. I couldn't even eat fruit my first trimester it was too sweet. That should have been my first clue. So at the ultrasound when the technician said "It's a boy!"...the room started spinning! About 2 minutes later I ask "So are you 40% sure...or 75% sure?" She shows us again. So I say "so 80% sure?" She says, "Honey 100%...little girls don't have that"! Yeah I felt like an idiot! I proceeded to cry for weeks. For whatever reason I was heartbroken!
I can't imagine life without my little BFF Satchel...but I have to be honest...he rocked my world. BIG TIME!! I never realized how incredibly much I loved my independence...and how selfish I am. And truly how much WORK kids are. Before Satchel was born Steve and I always talked about having 2 kids. We were both in agreement. So it came as a surprise to Steve (and myself) that after Satchel was born I decided I was good with one. That was an interesting time in our marriage. I am a big believer in counseling so I drug Steve with me. We talked about things. I made my case for being done...Steve made his case for another. The counselor responded with "AJ it sounds like you know what you want. Steve it sounds like you know what you want. You can't have half of a kid. Have you ever thought of what God has for you?"
I wanted to punch her in the face! After much discussion (and A LOT of prayer on my side) we did decide to put it in God's hands. I even reminded myself of one of the most misconstrued Christian catch phrases of 'God won't give me more than I can handle' right?!?!! At that moment I chose to believe it. So I was numb when I took a test and it was positive. Instantly I just knew it was a boy. I fed myself a lie that surely God wouldn't give me the desires of my heart...even if I think He placed it there. I was even beginning to think it was my own selfish desire to have a girl. I started to believe I was destined for disappointment. When the technician told us "it's a girl" the room spun again...for a different reason. And I cried for a different reason. They were truly tears of joy...it was such a weird thing...I had never sobbed because I was happy before!
Then my sweet Cecily Lola came into our lives and I was smitten. And I set my expectations for the worst...and it wasn't that bad. I have come to find that most of life's circumstances can be controlled by managing your expectations! What I knew was that God had given me this desire in my heart. And as much as I wouldn't have admitted it, maybe I wasn't ready for her the first time around. Second time around I was able to appreciate every moment with her. We had such a wonderful year 1 with her. But somewhere between 15 and 18 months we lost bits of her. She stopped talking, she wouldn't look us in the eye, and we realized she wasn't hitting milestones. We wanted to hold on to hope, but we knew something wasn't right. Then we got the diagnosis that confirmed our suspicions. Autism. Talk about NOT understanding what God had up His sleeve. My biggest question was..."God, why would you give me this desire for a little girl, only to have my hopes dashed by the fact that the world will view her as 'flawed'!" I sat and thought and listened and nothing. But that was the question I asked every day. Then one day He gave me the answer. As I asked again "Why give me the desire of my heart only to have her be diagnosed with autism?!?"
He spoke to me as clear as I could understand. "I didn't give you the desire for a little girl, I gave you a soul connection with the person in this world that will teach you the most about My character...who just so happens to be a girl".
It stopped me in my tracks. At that moment I more than accepted her diagnosis. Not that I liked it...and not that I wouldn't change it if I could, but I knew now more than ever that Cecily and I would have the most amazing relationship. It still is unfathomable to me that I had this desire...or maybe a vision...of this little girl. Not just any little girl...but Cecily Lola. My soul longed for her...and only her...exactly how God created her to be. All those years ago when I only saw pink hair bows and princesses, He let me see that so I would know exactly how special she would be to me. And now each day that passes I see life in a completely different light, living each moment as it is before me, and completely open to what God has for me. And wondering as I wake up each day what He is going to show me through her. And her innate joy and zest for life that I wish I had. And she is only 2! I'm overjoyed to have a front row seat to watching her life unfold...and how Steve, Satchel and I will be better people because of her...just as she is.
When my dad passed away In 2007 I was only 5 or 6 weeks along in my first pregnancy. I just knew it was going to be a girl! God had taken away my dad, my hero, the first man I ever loved...so he was going to give me the desire of my heart...that I believe He placed there. Wives tails say you crave sweets with a girl. I couldn't even eat fruit my first trimester it was too sweet. That should have been my first clue. So at the ultrasound when the technician said "It's a boy!"...the room started spinning! About 2 minutes later I ask "So are you 40% sure...or 75% sure?" She shows us again. So I say "so 80% sure?" She says, "Honey 100%...little girls don't have that"! Yeah I felt like an idiot! I proceeded to cry for weeks. For whatever reason I was heartbroken!
I can't imagine life without my little BFF Satchel...but I have to be honest...he rocked my world. BIG TIME!! I never realized how incredibly much I loved my independence...and how selfish I am. And truly how much WORK kids are. Before Satchel was born Steve and I always talked about having 2 kids. We were both in agreement. So it came as a surprise to Steve (and myself) that after Satchel was born I decided I was good with one. That was an interesting time in our marriage. I am a big believer in counseling so I drug Steve with me. We talked about things. I made my case for being done...Steve made his case for another. The counselor responded with "AJ it sounds like you know what you want. Steve it sounds like you know what you want. You can't have half of a kid. Have you ever thought of what God has for you?"
I wanted to punch her in the face! After much discussion (and A LOT of prayer on my side) we did decide to put it in God's hands. I even reminded myself of one of the most misconstrued Christian catch phrases of 'God won't give me more than I can handle' right?!?!! At that moment I chose to believe it. So I was numb when I took a test and it was positive. Instantly I just knew it was a boy. I fed myself a lie that surely God wouldn't give me the desires of my heart...even if I think He placed it there. I was even beginning to think it was my own selfish desire to have a girl. I started to believe I was destined for disappointment. When the technician told us "it's a girl" the room spun again...for a different reason. And I cried for a different reason. They were truly tears of joy...it was such a weird thing...I had never sobbed because I was happy before!
Then my sweet Cecily Lola came into our lives and I was smitten. And I set my expectations for the worst...and it wasn't that bad. I have come to find that most of life's circumstances can be controlled by managing your expectations! What I knew was that God had given me this desire in my heart. And as much as I wouldn't have admitted it, maybe I wasn't ready for her the first time around. Second time around I was able to appreciate every moment with her. We had such a wonderful year 1 with her. But somewhere between 15 and 18 months we lost bits of her. She stopped talking, she wouldn't look us in the eye, and we realized she wasn't hitting milestones. We wanted to hold on to hope, but we knew something wasn't right. Then we got the diagnosis that confirmed our suspicions. Autism. Talk about NOT understanding what God had up His sleeve. My biggest question was..."God, why would you give me this desire for a little girl, only to have my hopes dashed by the fact that the world will view her as 'flawed'!" I sat and thought and listened and nothing. But that was the question I asked every day. Then one day He gave me the answer. As I asked again "Why give me the desire of my heart only to have her be diagnosed with autism?!?"
He spoke to me as clear as I could understand. "I didn't give you the desire for a little girl, I gave you a soul connection with the person in this world that will teach you the most about My character...who just so happens to be a girl".
It stopped me in my tracks. At that moment I more than accepted her diagnosis. Not that I liked it...and not that I wouldn't change it if I could, but I knew now more than ever that Cecily and I would have the most amazing relationship. It still is unfathomable to me that I had this desire...or maybe a vision...of this little girl. Not just any little girl...but Cecily Lola. My soul longed for her...and only her...exactly how God created her to be. All those years ago when I only saw pink hair bows and princesses, He let me see that so I would know exactly how special she would be to me. And now each day that passes I see life in a completely different light, living each moment as it is before me, and completely open to what God has for me. And wondering as I wake up each day what He is going to show me through her. And her innate joy and zest for life that I wish I had. And she is only 2! I'm overjoyed to have a front row seat to watching her life unfold...and how Steve, Satchel and I will be better people because of her...just as she is.