My mother wanted four children but after the third was weaned, she found cancer. I think she would have been great as a mother of four of us.
My daughter, Tabitha is pregnant a fifth time. Because we lost one, this will be the fourth child. We had a few scares and disappointments between the first and second.
She reminds me of my mom in many ways. She wears her freckles like my mom. She is goofy at times but very powerful in others. She knows herself like my mother did.
She is one of my heroes. She absorbs and carries burdens for hurting souls. She points them in the only direction she knows to find answers. Yet she is pragmatic enough to let them go if they make a choice to not be worthy of free-flowing grace and mercy. She loves her Lord more than acclaim. She is shy enough to be quiet when she is uncertain and looks for others who may feel more uncomfortable than she is to pull into conversation.
Tab didn’t just start thinking of a family of six last year. She has always wanted more children than most. She and I are amused at people’s reactions. We discuss it. The fact that she is planning a home birth with a mid-wife makes it even more exciting. What a trooper!!
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Actually, my understanding was that Mom wanted six children (having been raised practically as an only child since her sister was 11 years older than she was) and Dad wanted two children (since he was next to the last of seven growing up in the Depression and not always having enough to go around). The four children was the compromise between them. They were supposed to have two, wait a while then have two more, but fortunately (blessedly) Mom got pregnant with the third, before the cancer was found, since she was unable to give birth to any more children after that . . .
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