Part 1 of 4
Before I married my wonderful husband in 1996, we were required to have a few pre-marital counseling sessions. On the line of our little pre-marital worksheet where it said How many children will you have…I wrote 3. I had always wanted 6, but 3 sounded more “reasonable”. Somewhere in there I vaguely remember my soon-to-be husband mentioning that he didn’t think birth control was necessary. I wrote off his comments as not fully understanding the gravity of having children “too soon,” and under the advisement of well-meaning family members, I started popping The Pill. However, within a few months, my biological clock was ticking and I began to “miss” a pill here and there. By 6 months, I had quit them altogether.
Now, let me tell you, this little boy was a bundle of energy! He never stopped moving! And as he grew, he never stopped talking!!! (Don’t know where he got that from! lol) I tried my best to keep up with him, but there were many nights when I fell into bed crying because I was the world’s worst mother. There were no missing pills on this watch–not only could I not handle another baby, I didn’t deserve one! Just when I had gotten used to the idea of only having one, my dh said, “Don’t you think it’s time we tried for a sibling?” After about a month, the idea began to grow on me and I put away the pills.
On top of the horrid morning sickness, I was depressed. I became obsessed with getting my tubes tied after the baby was born. I brought my demand to my OB’s office one day (a new OB who was renowned for having a high VBAC success rate). My doctor, who has 8 children of her own, literally said, “NO.” My husband begged me to give it 3 years before making such a decision. I thought they had ganged up on me, and I was miserable knowing that I could be pregnant again before the 3 long years were up!
That night I went home and began searching the internet for anything on large families. I came across several websites that mentioned the word QUIVERFULL. Then I happened across Nate & Paula Wilson’s website and an article entitled “The Case Against Birth Control.” I remember thinking, “WHAT?! There’s nothing wrong with birth control! We’re not supposed to have baby after baby!” But I was so intrigued by yet another huge family, I decided to read on. Little by little, God worked on my heart and I began to see where this was what God wanted for our family.
So, the next morning I ambushed him with, “Honey, I think God wants us to leave our family planning up to him.” I had a teeny weeny smirk on my face, knowing I was about to hear the words that would save me from certain doom…and then he said,
“Yeah, I agree.”
“I’ve thought that all along.”
(Continue to Part 2)