I wanted to share a little about how Miss Eliza came to be and to share that story there is a little background story that needs to be shared as well. When Jason and I had been married for a year we decided that we wanted to start our family. It was exciting to be at that stage in our lives, like it was the first actual HUGE grown up decision that we could make and we were making it. I knew maybe it would take some time to get pregnant due to some earlier diagnosis of PCOS in my late teen years, but I think I didn't really understand. I just assumed that I could get pregnant the first month like most of my friends! haha. I was wrong! Two years later I became bitter and pretty much disliked anyone who had kids and, I'm ashamed to say, I really didn't like the kids either. I had been on fertility drugs for 4 months and those things screw up your hormones so I got super fat, broke out all over my face, and cried over everything and pretty much hated anything and everything, including myself. I was depressed to say the least. I tried to keep quiet about my internal physical and emotional struggle because I knew it could be much worse and knew people who had struggled for 10+ years with no success. I was ready to give up and had decided to look in to adoption, and as soon as we made that decision I suddenly felt relief and peace. During the 2 years that I struggled with my worst self I made promises to my Heavenly Father, that I won't share here, and he made promises to me. The next month I found out I was pregnant with Joseph! Funny how things work out. I was terrified that it wasn't real or that I would miscarry so we kept it a secret for 16 weeks. And when we finally spilled the beans it became real and terrifying all at the same time.
Joseph 8/14/10
After Joseph was born we decided that we wouldn't wait to conceive again, knowing my history. After a year with no pregnancy I went on fertility meds again. After a few months my pain became pretty bad and I decided to go have a check up. The Dr told me that I was to discontinue the fertility meds that day due to my ovaries being on the verge of erupting. My Dr then told me that I should be happy with the one child I had and to not count on having anymore due to the damage that had been done to my system. I was pretty emotional and angry, but decided that we would once again look in to adoption. 4 months off of the medication I was pregnant with Hyrum!
Hyrum 3/23/13
Shortly after Hyrum was born I received a prompting to continue to grow our family. I thought this was NUTS and pretty much laughed off that prompting. I thought, "this is crazy, I have a three month old and my body has still yet to recover". Not only that but I knew he was a miracle and I was perfectly content with just having the two boys and not growing our family anymore. So I brushed that prompting aside and went on with my life. Due to the promises that I made with my Heavenly Father, there was little I could do to prevent any pregnancy so I became pregnant pretty quickly after my prompting. I was SHOCKED to say the least! I mean, I know what makes a baby, so I guess I really shouldn't have been so shocked, but with my history I figured it would take another two years to get pregnant and by then I would be ready. Haha, guess our Heavenly Father had a different plan for me and for Eliza, because that's when this little red head came to be.
The pregnancy was pretty much perfect. I didn't have any of the same growth problems that I had with the boys that caused them to be small and weak in the beginning. I had all the same nausea and fatigue as I did with the boys. Nothing out of the ordinary to make me thing that Eliza would have issues after birth. When she was born I cried as she was placed on my chest and I just knew she was supposed to be here and was ashamed that I hadn't planned for her. Already she was a miracle.
Eliza 01/10/15
Looking back, I cringe at the fact that I didn't listen to that prompting. Heavenly Father was trying to tell me that Eliza needed to be here! He has a plan for her and she, a purpose. HE is the one that ordered a red head. I am so grateful for her. I am grateful that she was born bigger and stronger than the boys, because she needed to be stronger. I am grateful for her fire, because she needed to fight. And here I sit with a little six week old baby that now keeps me up at night and fights and cries to keep awake I would be ungrateful to wish for anything else. And if I have learned anything from this experience, it would be that I am not in control. I never have been and I never will be. All three of my children came to me because of my Heavenly Father and His plan and His timing, not mine...
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