tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1859647154265236311.post9166895943520566024..comments2021-09-02T03:45:16.142-07:00Comments on Tofu tastes best when you catch it in the wild.: Time for Two? No really.Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12108288514453604202noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1859647154265236311.post-70523617615283125802013-06-10T07:27:30.164-07:002013-06-10T07:27:30.164-07:00I can't imagine the faith it must take to face...I can't imagine the faith it must take to face hyperemesis and pregnancy complications again. But I know what it's like to be told the next baby needs to come. I was terrified, too--my PPD was worse the second time around, and I had less support. And my oldest was old enough to remember my melting down--I think some of her anxiety comes from those dark days. But we made it through, and I could tell better from the other end of each trial why my girls needed to come when they did. When third girl announced her imminent arrival (a definite surprise), I was horrified. HORRIFIED. Like, seriously considering placing third baby for adoption horrified--no joke. I am that debilitated by depression. But she has been so awesome, and for this round, the Lord staved off PPD until after I'd developed a connection with her. It's the first time I've enjoyed having a baby in our home, as hard as it's been. And I've found friends and support I didn't have last time. You'll find what you need to get through, even if it comes from the service of others, and even if those blessings are only recognizable in hindsight (as so many are!).Meganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11200518427119344743noreply@blogger.com