BETA #2

Today they wanted the 296 to at least double and it's 818!!  YAY!!!!  They scheduled our first ultrasound for April 3rd and said we should be able to see heartbeat and how many babies.  

Incredibly grateful.

prize heifer

 

 

From the book "A Few Good Eggs":

 

If a farmer has a prize heifer and that cow gets pregnant, you don't let that animal run in the pasture with the other cows.  You treat that cow special.  You put that cow up in the stall with good food, good straw.  You make that cow rest.  You take extra good care of that cow. 

I love it!!  However, I've never been very good at taking extra good care of myself.  I have always felt guilt for having a lazy Saturday, much less an entire weekend.  

 

Maybe it stems from watching my mama work her fingers to the bone...a lazy weekend wasn't even an option for her since she would have to load the laundry from the entire week into laundry baskets....trash bags if we ran out of room.  Her entire Saturday was spent at the laundry mat in town.  I know it took 3 or 4 hours to wash, dry, hang up and fold a week's worth of clothes for a family of 4.  

 

Then, we would carefully load everything back into the car for the drive home and put everything away.  There was no way a Saturday could be missed because two weeks worth of clothes would probably mean an overnight stay at the laundry mat!  Washing on a weekday wasn't a possibility since my mom would leave for work well before the sun had risen and usually back home just after jeopardy and as Dan Rather began his newscast. 

The extent of pampering ever extended to my mom was when my sister and I took turns rubbing her exhausted aching feet.  My father couldn't even get a nice word out of his mouth much less actually help to lighten her work load.  When I look back now, I wonder how in the world she kept up and did so with grace.  

I really knew nothing other than this mentality until just the last few years...and I still unknowingly revert back from time to time.  I thought moms were supposed to do it all and then some and not even have the luxury of a washing machine in your own home!!  All the while, putting up with a selfish jackass of a man constantly reminding you that nothing is good enough....especially you.  

I still pinch myself sometimes that I finally have a husband who is the total opposite of my father.  As much as I said out loud that I would NEVER be with someone like my dad, I always ended up choosing people with abusive behaviors so eerily close to his his. I still feel like I don't deserve Taylor.  He has the kindest most sensitive heart.  He has treated me like a "prize heifer" since the day we met....I think it's  time I treat myself with the same regard.