Easter 2014

Wednesday, April 23, 2014

We had a lovely Easter. It's always hard to be away from family on Holidays but knowing we will be going back to Kentucky in a few short weeks made it a lot easier. We LOVE our church. It happened to be baptism weekend on Easter weekend, so 8 services and 117 Baptisms later, it was safe to say we were shot. We are still BLOWN AWAY with what God did at Compass over the weekend. After coming home and resting a bit, we headed over to some dear friends house for dinner, swimming and even an egg hunt. We are truly blessed. I can't believe this was the babies 2nd Easter (you can see their first Easter HERE.) Before the babies and I headed off to church, I created a little egg hunt outside. They weren't super into it but certainly had fun. I think next year will be the first year that they really understand and love the egg hunt. We are SO blessed to serve a RISEN Lord and we love celebrating what Jesus did for us. Certainly the most meaningful holiday as a Christian. The babies were NOT cooperating for a posed picture, but here is what we got for Easter 2014... 

p.s. The fedora was not planned. Jack Henry LOVES his "hat" and sometimes has a panic attack if its not planted on his head. 
























20 Months

Saturday, April 12, 2014

I cant believe my sweet ones are 20 months, just four months shy of two. They are at an unbelievably fun stage but a tough one as far as their big little wills go. They are learning SO MUCH. Seriously new words and skills learned each day. The first that pops into my mind is Hadley can now "twirl." My sweet friend Lindsay taught her at community group last week and now all you have to do is say "twirl Hadley" and she proudly spins in a circle and will even sometime walk up to me and hold her hand out to grab mine so I can "spin" her as she twirls. MELT ME NOW. Jack Henry, my sweet little man, my favorite thing he does these days, his hilarious walk. He walks so stiff with such joy and bounce. I love to watch his curly ends of his hair bounce around as he marches around smiling. While he can be very strong willed, he is such an angel.
This is a tough age because they can understand you but since communication is still not advanced, frustration can occur which can lead to melt downs. Some days they obey the first time you ask, and others (like today) defiance is alive and well. We are working on first time obedience here and usually do a great job with this. 
Hadley is usually a bit more obedient than Jack Henry, I think gender and personality come into play here. JH is ridiculously sweet but has a hard time submitting to us when its not on his schedule. However, no one can have a melt down like Hadley girl. It is true what they say about girls being dramatic. Sister will throw her self to the ground in a heart beat and when she looses it, she really looses it. I have to keep it real around here, while they are very obedient and sweet babies, they are still toddlers who have tantrums. I think its been the most challenging time as a parent so far even though its yet again, our favorite age. Lots of training and correction going on here at the Davidson home and all we can do is be on our knees daily, asking God to give us everything we need to parent well.

They are talking up a storm and are starting to put words together, like "Hi kitty" and "bye bye Daddy". Hadley has about every animal sound down and we are trying to teach JH not all animals are called puppies :) JH LOVES balls and trucks right now and Hadley loves helping mommy. Anything I tell her to do, she gets so excited to help. They are so different in personality and I am beginning to see their genders play out more and more. Just the other day they both walked up to a puddle. Hadley tip toed around it being very careful not to get wet, where Jack Henry stomped right in it, making big splashes and smiling big time. It is so fun to see them interact and to see their differences. 

They are wearing 18-24 month clothing and Hadley went from wearing headband bows to a little "pebbles" pony tail on top of her head with a smaller sized bow. Jack Henry recieved a fedora as a gift and it has become a new favorite of his. He puts it on ALL the time. It might match his outfit or he might wear it with a diaper and nothing else. He shouts "hat!" and walks around with such confidence when he wears it. 

They love books, especially Hadley and they love to dance, especially Jack Henry. Picky eating doesnt seem to exist anymore, especially for Jack Henry. He will eat anything these days and now Hadley is the picky one, although she eats about anything too. They drink water "wa-wa" all day and have about 16oz of milk "ba-ba" each day. I am still making their milk from coconut almond butter and that is going well. 

Once again, Jack Henry and Hadley could not possibly bring me any more joy. They melt my heart and even in the trying times, I praise God for allowing me to be their mother. They are truly getting so big and are getting so old. They are full on toddler and Luke and I each day marvel at how much they are maturing. Luke almost daily looks and them and says "SERIOUSLY, how are they so cute" and we tell each other ALL the time how blessed we are. God has been so very good to us in bringing us these babies.  


 




A Grief Observed

Thursday, March 20, 2014

I went back and forth in my mind as to whether or not post this entry. I knew I needed to write out the course of this last week but wasn't sure if it was something I wanted to share with all of you. Last Saturday I miscarried a sweet and precious life.
 After lots of prayer, I decided that it is something I should absolutely share with you for many reasons. I know many people, including myself, that choose to wait and share the joyful news of pregnancy until the first trimester is over. I understand the hesitation, as the first 12 weeks are a very venerable time for the developing baby. You don't want to share all of the joy and excitement with everyone you know, especially now with social media you could tell potentially thousands of people and then have to explain the devastation of loss. While painful to express, after lots of prayer I felt the spirit prompt me to share with you our loss so that I could somehow encourage others going through the same thing. I also have nothing to be ashamed about. This was something very sad that happened in my life and I use this blog to share pieces of my life and because so many of my readers have found my blog through their own infertility struggles, I felt it only right to share our grief.

*I hope you understand that because with all my heart, I believe life begins at conception. That is why this is a difficult and emotional loss for my heart. 

I will share our full journey to baby number three whenever God blesses us with that sweet one, but for now, in a nutshell...
1. We have been trying (or should I say, not preventing) for baby #3 since the twins first birthday last August. 
2. We decided if we were not pregnant in 6 months that we would try medications to help ovulation since I have PCOS and do not get cylces with out medication. 
3. We tried a new med similar to Clomid (what we took to conceive the twins) that gives you a slightly lower chance of twins. 
It was our first round of meds and I tested positive for ovulation and before I knew it, it was time to test for pregnancy. With the twins I tested positive for pregnancy 10DPO (days past ovulation.) I began testing with my internet cheapie tests 10DPO this cycle. Day 10, I got a negative but on day 11DPO I felt cramping all day and even a burrowing feeling with weird pinches and pulls and just knew that my little embryo was implanting itself. It takes 24 hours after implantation to receive a positive test and so on day 12DPO, I was overwhelmed with joy to get a POSITIVE PREGNANCY TEST. I had taken a cheap test that morning and it was negative, but just knew I was pregnant. Later that day I pulled out my reserved expensive tests and two different brands both gave me positives. I cried, praised God for his good and perfect gift and was overwhelmed with gratitude to be pregnant our first month on the medication. 

The babies and I went to Kroger and bought some "new baby" balloons. It was a GORGEOUS day here in texas, 75 and sunny. It was one of those days where life just couldn't seem to be ANY better. My precious babies and I headed home, and rang the door bell for Luke. Luke came to the door to answer and I hid around the corner letting the babies carry the balloons to him. He shouted with joy, we hugged and just praised Jesus for being SO GOOD to us. It was two days before Luke's birthday and we spent the next few days dreaming of the baby on the way. It would arrive around thanksgiving, we calculated how old the twins would be when he or she arrived. We affectionately called it "bean" and just fell in love instantly. We share the news with our community group the next day by having Jack Henry and Hadley wear big brother, big sister Tees to our bible study. We face timed and sent pics of the babies in the shirts to our parents and I told my very closest friends, starting with calling my sister in law Ashley, before I even told Luke. I was SO FREAKING OUT and had to tell someone immediately. 



Just pure joy. I went to the Dr. the day after I found out, where I had a blood test that confirmed the pregnancy. My HCG was only at 16 but I had literally been pregnant for TWO DAYS. They said I was very early so they wanted me to come back in on Monday to get another blood test to see how the levels multiplied (they should double every 2 days) Unfortunatly that Monday would not arrive in the same joyful manner that I had imagined.
On Friday night I got into bed and just felt different. I had noticed I wasn't feeling tired like I had earlier in the week. My body really didn't feel differently and I had noticed cramping. I honestly knew deep in my heart that something was horribly wrong. I still hadn't received a positive result on my cheap internet test but they are supposed to give a postive result when HCG levels reached 20. If I was carrying a viable baby then my levels should have doubled and been 30 on Friday so I decided to ease my mind I would take test just to see the positive so I could rest easily. I tested but no line was present and I had really began to feel cramps. 

Luke was already asleep and I crawled back into bed and just began to pray. I knew stress would do nothing positive so I just breathed slowly and just rested in who God was. 
His goodness. 
His sovereignty. 
His love for me. 
I prayed for protection but honestly, I knew what was happening and just prayed for peace. I praised Him for his goodness and just TRUSTED. Nothing had happened yet so I would just rest in His presence until I had reason for worry. I woke up Saturday morning walk with my friend, fellow pastors wife and neighbor. We run together twice a week but had been walking the past few weeks to take it easy on my body. I knew I had to know what was going on and tested on the digital test. The one that reads "pregnant" or "not pregnant" Sure enough, I got the two word result that I had feared. Tearfully I went to Luke and told him what was going on. After a tearful walk where my friend so graciously listen to me process out loud, I returned home to bleeding. I was loosing the baby. I met some community group friends for coffee as they just listened to me cry and share my heart. They were precious. They cried with me, bought me flowers, a hot tea and were simply there. We are not made to go through things like this alone.
 I will spare you the physical details but its 5 days later and my body is still going through loss, my blood levels have still not come down to zero and my sweet Doctor has told me now that this is a long, drawn out miscarriage. It is now too late in my cycle to start drugs again this month. I have more blood work to be done on Monday where I am almost positive my HCG will be back to zero. And this month we will try again, but this time naturally since meds are not an option this month.
 Through my mind were many thoughts racing...
I was sad. I am sad.
I was carrying a life, and now I am not.
After trying for a year with the twins, I could breath easily on month one knowing we had achieved pregnancy. And then we lost it.




But here is what else is going on in my brain...
I have been pregnant TWICE. Once with the twins and with this last pregnancy and BOTH times occurred with the very first month of ovulation. My body needs help, but when it does what it is supposed to, I respond WELL.
I was pregnant! This is victory even if there was loss.
I feel like if I had to go through miscarriage, I was spared even more of pain by loosing this sweet one so very early. (4.5 weeks)
I have two GORGEOUS gifts in Jack Henry and Hadley and I am already blessed more than I even should be.


And the most important TRUTHS...

God is good through this. He BLESSED me with a sweet baby who most likely didn't develop chromosomally correct. That baby now is restored in full with Jesus instead of being here on earth, broken.
The Lord gives life and the Lord allows life to fade but I will praise Him through everything as He is the giver of life and his ways are always good, even when I can't see past my own circumstances.
My brother in law Matt D is  loving on his niece or nephew. Thank you LORD
In God's perfect timing we will bring another life into this world and raise them to love Christ.
I have TWO BEAUTIFUL HEALTHY babies. This has made things immeasurably easier than if I had lost a baby, childless. I do not take my healthy babies for granted. They are miracles and this has made me realized that even more.

I have spent two days being very sad. I allowed myself that time and now I am going to move forward. I will still have sad moments, and thats okay but I am moving forward and focusing on my Jesus, my husband and my babies. We will wait for his PERFECT timing and trust Him fully.

Most importantly, thank you for your prayers. Thank you for listening. I wanted to acknowledge what happend to ya'll and not pretend it never happened. It was probably way more than you wanted to know but it will bless me down the road to be able to reference back to this season of my life.

Whatever you are going through in life NOTHING is too difficult, sad, bad, wrong, impossible or unworthy for God to handle through Christ Jesus. 

Love you readers :)

“Naked I came from my mother’s womb,
    and naked I will depart.
The Lord gave and the Lord has taken away;
    may the name of the Lord be praised.” Job 1:21




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