Today I am sixteen weeks pregnant. That means we had our regularly scheduled appointment yesterday. And heard the greatest sound in the world -- the watery thub-thub-thub of our babies heartbeat. Seriously, is there a more adorable, precious, joyful, wonderful sound in the whole world? I think not. It just fills my mother heart to overflowing! And I would like to proclaim right now to the whole world, that my OB is my very best friend. Sure, The Double B usually fills the bill, but you just don't know my doctor. We are bestest buddies (I inform him of this after every appointment). He is a wonderful human being, very funny, with the same belief system I have and a big brain that is very mindful of his patient (in this case -- me). What's not to love? Yesterday as I was listening to my little baby thub-thub-thub with a great big smile, he looked right in my eyes and gave me a great big smile back. He's happy for us.
Dear Dr. Lunt,
I love you. I will testify in your behalf at any time.
This brings me to another subject. Yesterday I was on one of my favorite sites. It is called Segullah, and it is a forum-type thing for L.D.S. women and I love it. There is lots of discussion involved and it makes my brain work. Yesterday's discussion was on Mother Eve and her choice in the Garden of Eden, and it disturbed me. So even though I'm just sharing this with myself, and not all those other people, I would still like to express my thoughts on one of the greatest women to ever live.
To me, she is "Glorious Mother Eve" who holds the greatest title of all -- "The Mother of All Living." An incredibly insightful, faithful, brave, heroic, smart, beautiful, wonderful woman who did the second most important thing ever done for us. She gave us a chance. So it was rather hurtful to hear so many others criticize her, look down on her, question her, and demean her choice. What did you want her to do, people? Stay there forever, so you could never come?!?! I wanted to say "dummies," but that would be wrong. We're all entitled to our opinions.
I guess what bothered me most was one man who basically had the gall to say that there was only ONE commandment that was "important" for her in the Garden (to not partake of the fruit) and she BROKE it. What a weirdo! To me, that is not a comment someone who understands Motherhood would ever make. She was given TWO commandments: TWO!! And for my part, if my choices were: A) to stay there in a beautiful place forever, just me and my buddy; or B) to become a mother -- a mother -- and to love my husband in the real romantic sense and bear his children and sometimes want to punch him in the face, well... to me the choice is obvious. I would never, never pass up the chance to be a Mother. To know joy because I know pain. To choose to be with my husband, even when I know there are other choices out there.
For that reason, I say: Hallelujah, Eve. Thank you for being. Thank you for being smart enough to partake of the fruit.
I love you. I really do. I look up to you and would love to be like you. Even though I know that's impossible, I'm still going to try. Because I think you ROCK, sister!