Such is our case with having more children. Our youngest living child is two and a half years old, and we lost Therese in October of 2007. This should have been the point in our lives where wifeofdadwithnoisykids would be very uncomfortable, but instead we feel a sense of loss and emptiness. A few grams of 'product of conception' still have the strength to break a mother and father's hearts - even months after leaving us.
Words of consolation are hard to find, especially when people remind us of the blessings we do have in our living children. But like the lost sheep out of one hundred, we feel the loss of each child who has left us. I try to help my wife as well. I remind her that I did not marry her to have a whole bunch children; that the fruit of our union was just an added blessing to our marriage. She replied that WAS why she married me, and I seem to be failing her. She was kidding, of course. She married me for my charm and my qualities as excellent 'arm candy.'
Even our children's prayers cry out to God. Recently, Noisykid #8 prayed for Mom to 'get that pregnancy test right.'
At this point, actions must be joined with our prayers. No, I am not suggesting anything which would go against the law of God. No animal husbandry techniques for humans here! And no need for the 'little blue pill' which was approved by the FDA ten years ago today.
No, there are other things which can be done to get God's attention. Let me elaborate.
1. From now on, I'm going to live as if there were no more children coming down the pike.
2. I'm going to buy a two-seat sports car - just room for me and my wife.
3. It's time we travel a bit. There are cruises put on by Catholic apologetics groups, and we would love to go on a cruise - once again, just the two of us.
4. Rome. Need I say more?
5. Time to buy a big tract of woodland in East Texas and start that ranch I've always wanted.
6. Take up some expensive hobby.
7. Write the book 'Cheaper by the Dozen - Not!'
8. In short, I shall try to become the most self-centered son-of-a-gun possible; where only the Grace of God and a set of twins could save me from this road to perdition.
Speaking of roads, right now I am traveling toward Houston to visit friends.
When I am not tapping away at my Blackberry's little keyboard, I am praying for the repose of the soul of a young woman I never met who died on a highway up in Michigan last night. The loss that her family is experiencing is one I can't imagine.
Yes, I have MOST of the Noisykids and my wife with me.
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