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My Pregnant Wife…


My pregnant wife.

Where do I even begin?

Can I just start by stating a little story about a daydream I had the other day?  Cool.  OK, while glancing around my bedroom after my wife left for work the other night, I thought of her.  I think of her all the time actually.  This particular time, as I stared at the bag lying next to her side of the bed in case she needs to throw up, I felt something tug at my heart.  Something that needed to be shared.  I saw the half-full (or half-empty for the pessimists out there) glasses of water left behind in various locations.  I looked down at the new sandals recently purchased.  Then I saw the comforter totally messed up on the bed, half of it wadded up on her side with the pillows bunched up stacked all over each other on her side too.

I looked over and saw the prescription bottles on the dresser for nausea, and saw and empty box lying next to it for motion sickness.  I thought back to the very first time she got pregnant back in 2007.  I remember the anguish and look of anger, sadness, and astonishment on our face when we found out that she had a blighted ovum, and that she had miscarried that baby.

I thought back to the look on my oldest two daughter’s faces when I told them that their new sibling was no longer on the way.  It was horrible.  It was a hard thing to tell them, and my wife and I drifted apart after that.  Not just emotionally, but we physically moved away for a couple of months.  After collecting our thoughts, and reassembling the broken pieces of our hearts, we tried again.  Thank God.

My six year-old daughter is an absolute joy to be around.  She almost single-handedly made me want better for myself, and my entire family.  Having her come into our lives was a turning point on how I looked at the world.  When my five year-old daughter was born, she had to spend a couple of days in the NICU.  It was the first time anything like that had happened to me.  I was scared out of my mind.  Thank God she was OK, and still is.  She is the loudest of the bunch, but probably loves on me more than the other three kids of mine combined.  She asks me at least twenty questions a day, it seems like, and I love every ounce of her being.

We’ve gone quite a few years without really discussing any other children, and yes, getting a divorce from my wife definitely didn’t make me think I would ever have another kid.  It’s not necessarily a bad thing, or sad thing, to be done having children.  There are thousands of people in this world who physically cannot have children.  I have been blessed beyond my wildest dreams with not only having four children, but with WHO they are.

Yes, I realize I have played a “part” in who they are becoming, but the fact is I am not alone in raising any of them.  Their support group is big, it is amazing, and I am truly thankful for all four of them.

So, why another kid?  As I daydreamed the other night, I thought of my life.  I thought about my kids, and I thought about our future.  I thought about my wife, as I do every day, about how she is doing so far in this pregnancy.  As I stood there, I thought for a moment “What if it was me?”  What if “I” had to be the one to carry my children?

Seriously.

What if men were the ones to give birth?  How many kids would I have then?

You know, for the guys that are reading this blog, think about that for a second.  Then think about how you treat your child(ren)’s mother on a daily basis.  I really do believe that mothers are angels here on earth.  They sacrifice their bodies for nine months, carrying a child that us guys secretly hope will be “daddy’s girl” or “daddy’s boy.”  Why?  Why would we want to take away something so precious from our kid’s mom?

It isn’t fair.  I know it isn’t.  That doesn’t mean I don’t revel in every fleeting moment I get with my kids.  That means I make sure my kids know that mom exists.  That she matters.  That she’s awesome.  That she’s amazing.  That she deserves 1000 more hugs than I do.

Click HERE to watch my reaction to the news that I would be a dad for a fifth time!

Click HERE to watch my youngest two daughter’s reaction that they were gaining a new sibling!

Click HERE to watch my wife’s reaction to the news that she would give birth for a third time!

I thought about my wife working overnight, and the morning sickness that just won’t quit.  I realize the first trimester is over, this baby is real, this baby is happening, and this person I share my life with is doing it AGAIN.  She’s giving life to another individual, and in return is giving me life yet again.

I love her for it.  I can’t even explain just how much I do.  That phrase “You make me want to be a better man,” couldn’t sum up my feelings about her any more.

I’m typing this all down right now, because I’ve been taking her for granted.  Life happens, and I just do that sometimes.  I wish I didn’t, but I just do.  So, for my pregnant wife, and for all the pregnant women reading this, and for those that have given birth before—you are appreciated.  Thank you.   And to my Beanie Baby, I love you.  Sorry I said you’re mean.IMG_20150312_092037

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Hello. I'm a 37 year old installation specialist, former bartender, husband and proud father of five children (all of which are girls).

9 thoughts on “My Pregnant Wife…

  1. Jeremy, I follow you all on YouTube and Instagram and I love this. I am so happy you found each other again and even happier that you have another child on the way. This post was awesome and both you and Brandey are lucky to have each other.

  2. Wow..amazing story..i believe im a weeks before or behind your wife pregnancy and its good to watch and to read your blog…great job and love your family 🙂

  3. Great blog, Jeremy! Regarding your comment if men were to give birth? Well, if you will watch this YouTube video, Steve Harvey addresses it at approximately 1:07 into the video. Very funny!

    1. Ugh! Sorry! I copied for my entire Playlist but I only wanted you to watch one video titled Ask Steve: No More Waxing Men. Thank you!

  4. Jeremy describing your wife and children is how the Lord tells men to love their wives. Your girls will know how to look for a good husband by looking at you their Father. So many young ladies settle for less because their watch their Father abuse, mistreat their Mothers, or Dad is nowhere, and they settle for someone less deserving. However they see, listen, and can read what kind of man you are and they will want that for their self, and their children.
    According to the Bible The Lord tells Husbands and wives:
    Ephesians 5:22 Wives, submit yourselves unto your own husbands, as unto the Lord.
    Ephesians 5:23 For the husband is the head of the wife, even as Christ is the head of the church: and he is the saviour of the body.
    Ephesians 5:24 Therefore as the church is subject unto Christ, so let the wives be to their own husbands in every thing.
    Ephesians 5:25 Husbands, love your wives, even as Christ also loved the church, and gave himself for it;
    Ephesians 5:26 That he might sanctify and cleanse it with the washing of water by the word,
    Ephesians 5:27 That he might present it to himself a glorious church, not having spot, or wrinkle, or any such thing; but that it should be holy and without blemish.
    Ephesians 5:28 So ought men to love their wives as their own bodies. He that loveth his wife loveth himself.
    Ephesians 5:29 For no man ever yet hated his own flesh; but nourisheth and cherisheth it, even as the Lord the church:
    Love, Hugs, and Prayers….
    The First Most important thing is trusting the Lord for Salvation for you and your family, not Religion, not a Church, not works, not money a relationship with Jesus calling upon him in prayer acknowledging the fact your a sinner as we all are. That’s why Jesus Died on the cross, He paid our debt in full. By accepting his free gift of Salvation and being born again we have a home in Heaven. He made it so easy a child can understand it. Then pray together as a family read the Bible a King James Bible (the more modern are changed so much its awful) Start in John, and Romans. Psalms are Great too.
    You and Your Family are in my daily prayers!!!

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