Alright, this is not a typical blog post for me. Truthfully I am writing because I have been ASKED to blog about this experience...and I start this with absolutely zero direction in mind.
Certainly We Are Certain?
Interesting isn't it? Such a certain comment with a tang of uncertainty. Rob and I made a very big decision this month. BIG. A vasectomy. We decided we do not want to have anymore children of our own. This past week has been incredibly interesting at the Mooney household, my goodness. Aiden has been sick with a bronchitis like illness....home from school for three days....breathing treatments and antibiotics have consumed our days...Miss Natalie just came down with a slight cold...and, well, then there is Rob with his bag of frozen corn, pea's, or whatever he can find that is cold and malleable.
Our BIG decision was not made on a whim...in fact, it was made...oh..I'd say when I was about three months pregnant!!! That might be a slight exaggeration, but, we certainly did not place the idea of a vasectomy on the “do not call list.” My pregnancy was rough...not just mentally trying to adapt to the idea but physically I was constantly ill. Not just your typical run to the bathroom to puke up lunch ill, I was that sick too...more like in the hospital with IV's ill. So, we certainly tossed around the idea of a vasectomy....until last month we really decided 100% this is what we want to do. We both love the idea of adoption. The idea of pulling a child out of a terrible situation and giving him/her a home..and maybe one day that is exactly what we will do. For right now we are content loving our two children with all that we have.
Here I suppose is where I should tell you about the panic attack I had....in the waiting room I stood, bouncing Natalie up and down...telling her how much I loved her....and it just hit me hard...this is it...no more babies of our own....yep, a slight OH NO moment washed over me with vengeance...and I kinda kept thinking Rob would present himself in the waiting room with the same type of uncertainty, but he never did. About 30 minutes after he went back I heard his cheerful voice emerge from the waiting area and he was done. That was it, and I was relieved. We did the right thing for US.
I sit here today and it seems everyone is on the upward climb to wellness...thank goodness!!
Certainly We Are Certain?
Interesting isn't it? Such a certain comment with a tang of uncertainty. Rob and I made a very big decision this month. BIG. A vasectomy. We decided we do not want to have anymore children of our own. This past week has been incredibly interesting at the Mooney household, my goodness. Aiden has been sick with a bronchitis like illness....home from school for three days....breathing treatments and antibiotics have consumed our days...Miss Natalie just came down with a slight cold...and, well, then there is Rob with his bag of frozen corn, pea's, or whatever he can find that is cold and malleable.
Our BIG decision was not made on a whim...in fact, it was made...oh..I'd say when I was about three months pregnant!!! That might be a slight exaggeration, but, we certainly did not place the idea of a vasectomy on the “do not call list.” My pregnancy was rough...not just mentally trying to adapt to the idea but physically I was constantly ill. Not just your typical run to the bathroom to puke up lunch ill, I was that sick too...more like in the hospital with IV's ill. So, we certainly tossed around the idea of a vasectomy....until last month we really decided 100% this is what we want to do. We both love the idea of adoption. The idea of pulling a child out of a terrible situation and giving him/her a home..and maybe one day that is exactly what we will do. For right now we are content loving our two children with all that we have.
Here I suppose is where I should tell you about the panic attack I had....in the waiting room I stood, bouncing Natalie up and down...telling her how much I loved her....and it just hit me hard...this is it...no more babies of our own....yep, a slight OH NO moment washed over me with vengeance...and I kinda kept thinking Rob would present himself in the waiting room with the same type of uncertainty, but he never did. About 30 minutes after he went back I heard his cheerful voice emerge from the waiting area and he was done. That was it, and I was relieved. We did the right thing for US.
I sit here today and it seems everyone is on the upward climb to wellness...thank goodness!!