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Monday, April 15, 2013

Get-through-your-Monday Girl Time - Interview with Me

It´s Monday again, (no matter how hard you try, they just keep coming!) and that means it´s time for Get-through-your-Monday Girl Time! Well, it didn´t seem fair to make all of my mommy friends do this lovely interview and not do it myself, so here you go! I got a taste of my own medicine! I feel a little weird about interviewing myself, but hey, it´s my blog, right? I won´t spend my intro time talking myself up, since you already read my blog and you know how awesome I am! Ha. I hope you enjoy our last mommy interview (for now), with little old me! Tune in next week for some other kind of awesome girl time-y thing.
Ashley

Tell us a little bit about yourself. Who are you?
My name is Ashley, I´m 28 and I´m the cool lady that runs this blog. Ha. I have been living in Ecuador for about four years, which is about how long I´ve had this blog, although at the time I´m writing this I am in the US on furlough getting ready to have a baby.

Tell us about your family.
I am married to a wonderful, godly man, Jairo, and we have one daughter who is 2 and a half and another daughter on the way (due sometime around the publication of this interview!). Our family lives in Ecuador, South America, where we serve as missionaries. You can check out our website here.

This is an interview about motherhood, but your motherhood is shaped a lot by your marriage. How would you describe your relationship with your husband?
I think our marriage is a work in progress. We have grown so much in the time we have been married. We just celebrated our 4th anniversary, and I was joking with my husband that I can´t believe it´s only been four years! It might sound like a bad thing when you say it like that, but it´s not. I just can´t imagine that we have lived so much in such a short time. I feel like we are both such different people than we were on the day we walked down the aisle. I think we have lived enough for a lifetime already. It´s probably because we live in such an extreme situation, being missionaries in South America, living drastically below a North American standard of living, and far away from both of our families. Every day is an adventure!

What is the hardest thing about being married?
I think the hardest thing in our marriage has been getting to a point where we put our marriage before ourselves as individuals. It´s in little things like saying ¨I´m sorry¨ even when you´re sure you´re right, or picking your battles. It´s in all kinds of personal sacrifices, which seem so big at the time. It´s in translating the love that God shows for us, unconditional, limitless, to our partner. That is hard!

What is the best thing about being married?
I think the best thing about being married is marriage…It´s the whole package. I love feeling like I have someone in my corner, and I also love having someone else to think about and dedicate my effort to. I like knowing there is someone who will love me no matter what, and that makes me want to be better so I can be easier to love. I love having a partner in ministry, in parenting and in life in general. I love having and being a shoulder to cry on, and someone to laugh with. I like having an intimate, secret relationship with someone, and feeling like I know him like no one else does.

Describe a memory between you and your husband that really stands out in your mind.
One that comes to mind is when we had just found out I was pregnant. We used to celebrate our anniversary every month, and that month I was craving encebollado (an Ecuadorian fish soup), so we went out to a seafood restaurant and got that dish. We had no money, but we were just so happy about the baby and being together…it was a perfect day!

How did your relationship with your husband change when you became parents?
I think becoming parents made our marriage really feel real. I think when you don´t have kids, you can still potentially be two separate people, not really following that biblical mandate to become one flesh. For me, the one flesh thing came into full force with the arrival of our first daughter. We had lots of important decisions to make, responsibilities to share and we really had to learn to rely on each other as we also relied on God. I think having children deepened our relationship and helped us to grow up individually and as a couple.

How does your parenting style compare with your husband´s?
I think I am more firm, while he is more permissive. But he is more patient, and I am really working on that! I think we both have the same basic beliefs about raising our kids, so we are usually on the same page. We are a good team in that when one of us is getting to the end of his or her rope, the other comes in and can show grace to our daughter...usually!

In what ways have you changed since you became a mother?
I have become acutely aware of my flaws, and that has helped me to try to improve, although sometimes it can also be frustrating. I think I have become more patient, but I need more patience still. I think I have become more selfless, yet I can still be so selfish!

Describe a memory of pregnancy that stands out to you.
All of my pregnancies have been in some way traumatic. I joke with Jairo that my body is allergic to pregnancy. I love babies, but I hate being pregnant! My first pregnancy was traumatic because at the end I had a severe UTI that the doctor didn´t know about, so I had 10 days of labor and no baby! When I was finally induced, the labor was extremely painful, because of the UTI. (I was already in labor when that test came back, so there was nothing they could do!) Plus, I had preeclampsia. The doctors I saw in the days before she was born kept telling me I needed a c-section or I would die, etc. Traumatic.

My second pregnancy ended in miscarriage, which was extremely traumatic for me, and has really affected my outlook on my current pregnancy.

This pregnancy has been the healthiest of the three, so far! It has been more emotionally difficult for me than anything else. Raising a toddler, coming off of a miscarriage, having a million things to deal with for furlough and health insurance here in the US, not being very successful in fundraising…there are a lot of stressors this time. I´m trying to stay calm and trust God, but it can be hard! I miss Ecuador, and see Bella forgetting a lot of that side of her heritage, but I´m also glad to be here getting good care.

Describe a memory of your first weeks of motherhood that stands out to you.
I remember my first weeks of motherhood as being completely overwhelming. The thing that really helped me was leaning on other women who had been there before, usually through facebook! It was just reassuring to know that other people had been there, this was normal and it wouldn´t last forever. I think that experience was probably the seed that eventually sprouted into this interview series.

What things do you think you would do differently if you had another child in the future?
I think about this sometimes as I prepare for the new baby. I think I will know the answer as I go along, but one thing that I do think will change is that I will hopefully be a little more laid back. I think with your first you just have no idea what to expect. The second time, of course the baby is different, but some things are going to be the same. I probably won´t sleep much at first. Sometimes I won´t know why she is crying. I will be on an emotional roller coaster for about six weeks thanks to hormone levels changing. So, at least I know these things are normal, and they don´t make me a bad mom!

In what ways are your children similar to each other and in what ways are they different?
Right now the only thing I can compare between my two daughters are my two pregnancies. I think all in all the two have been pretty similar, so I am curious to see how they compare in personalities and also in looks once they are born. I always tell my husband, we could have ten kids and all ten could potentially come out very different from each other, because he is Ecuadorian and I am from the US. Bella is a good mix of both of us physically and in her personality, so it makes me wonder what the new little one will be like. This baby is very active, but unlike Bella, who was always active in response to music especially, this one seems more active in response to Bella. I think she senses when Bella is around, and gets excited. When I snuggle Bella at night, the new baby always starts to wiggle and kick, like she just can´t wait to cuddle her big sister. This pregnancy has been more exhausting than my first, but I think that has more to do with being the mom of a toddler than it does with the new baby.

In what ways are your children similar to you? In what ways are they different from you?
Well, I will soon find out about the new baby, but Bella is a lot like me. She is easily frustrated when she can´t do something the way she wants to. She loves to be the center of attention (which is actually nothing like I was as a child), but she doesn´t like to be put on the spot to perform for fear of failure (exactly like me). She loves music, which I think she got from both of her parents. She is very bright in a lot of the same ways I was as a child. She is very affectionate and loves being caressed and hugged, but only when she wants to, like me. Plus she looks a lot like me, although the shape of her face and color of her eyes are definitely daddy´s. She is very imaginative, like I was as a child. She is a total morning person, and I don´t know who she got that from, because neither Jairo nor I are morning people at all! She likes to know the reason behind the rules, like me, so I spend a lot of time explaining things.

For each of your children, share one of your favorite memories.
For Bella, the most lasting memory I have has to be of the moment she was born. I remember sort of blacking out at one point during labor. I was having back to back contractions, so I could barely even breathe between pushes. I was totally in my own world, and I felt like I was out of my body. I thought maybe I had died! It was very intense, but not a negative experience. I remember everything went dark, I don´t know for how long. (Jairo, on the other end of my black out, said during that time I totally changed and was just this pushing machine! Haha) Then I remember feeling this *BOOM* and I opened my eyes. I looked down and there she was! I will never forget the way her face looked in that moment. It was amazing. I was out of this world.

I also love getting to know Bella as a person, and keeping track of all of the funny things she says. I never would have imagined starting a quote book for a 1 and a half year old, but I think that´s when all of those funny thoughts started pouring out of her. She is a deep thinker, even if the only thing she´s thinking about is food or toys.

With the new baby, I got to see an ultrasound of her at around 12 weeks, which is something I didn´t get to do with Bella. It was amazing to see her moving around in there, so active, and so tiny! But yet perfectly formed…I could even see her little nose! It was so exciting!

Describe a moment as a mother where you felt overwhelmed.
Well, I have these moments often, so don´t be fooled! I think the most overwhelming feeling to me was being a new mom, just a few weeks in, and wondering if it would always be like this, and why no one warned me! I absolutely adored Bella, and she was a pretty good baby, but she was still a baby and babies are hard to raise, especially newborns! But somewhere around hormones leveling out and her first genuine, enormous grin, it started to even out and I felt more confident as her mother. I think confidence is a big help. Once you feel like you know what you´re doing, and you can handle it, it´s no big deal. The problem is that kids love to mix it up, and as soon as you get into the groove with one phase, they are on to the next!

What are your favorite ways to relax when you need a little break?
I love to watch a movie with a hot cup of something. Usually there is a time when Bella is sleeping and Jairo isn´t home yet. I try to keep an orderly home, so I don´t have too much to do at night. Then I can relax a little. I also like to read, but it depends on the day, because sometimes your brain is on and you want to feed it, and sometimes you want to let it rest!

What has been the hardest lesson you have had to learn as a mother?
Well, I think by far the hardest lesson for me was that our children are not our own. They are on loan to us from God, and at some point, He may want them back. Some people are blessed to have their children for their whole lives. I hope that is my case with Bella and the new baby. Some people only get a few years, months or days. And some people don´t get even that much, if they have a miscarriage like I did, and like so many people I know have. That was a real struggle with God for me. It was a giant tug-of-war.

What has been the hardest experience you have gone through as a mother? What did that experience teach you?
Well, I guess just expanding on what I said above, the hardest thing was probably the miscarriage. I didn´t get to meet my baby or hold him or her. I was blissfully happy to be pregnant, and then I was horribly crushed. The grieving process for me has been very long. This pregnancy has brought a lot of that to light. I think what I ultimately learned was to invest in my children for as long as I can, to love them and to always think to myself, ¨If this were my last day with you, what would I want to add to it?¨ Usually that includes a few more kisses and hugs, an extra ¨I love you¨, and some simple way to get a smile from that little face! I don´t think you have to go crazy every day doing some amazing thing. I just hope I can show my children every day how much I love them. And some days are better than others!! (Sometimes part of making sure this day counts is asking for forgiveness and starting over!)

Looking back on your life as a mother, what, if anything, do you regret?
With Bella, my regrets are more general. I mostly just regret the moments when I have been unkind to her, or not sympathetic enough, or impatient. I try really hard to keep that in mind and learn from it so I can have less and less regrets. Other than that, I guess I also regret just not always making the most of opportunities. But you have to be able to let those things go, and learn from them. Beating yourself up doesn´t get you anywhere, and probably really just sets you up for failure.

With the baby we lost, I regret not looking at the ultrasound I got when the bleeding started. I couldn´t do it, it was too hard, because in my heart I knew what was happening. But later I felt like I missed my one chance to see that baby. I don´t think that´s true though, because during the whole miscarriage process I had a dream where I saw a beautiful little baby boy, with a radiant little face, smiling at me from a crib, and it might sound crazy but I think God gave me that little glimpse of the baby. I guess I won´t know for sure until heaven!

With the new baby, I don´t have any regrets. Sometimes I wish I had more time to focus on her, like I did with Bella. Your first pregnancy kind of consumes your thoughts, whereas subsequent pregnancies you have other children to think about. But I don´t think that´s bad…I´m sure she knows I love her!

What do you think is the most important quality in a mother?
Patience, with a capital P. Children require so much from us. You have to be able to take a deep breath, put a smile on your face, and get through the day. Some days are easier than others. But you have to have patience, even on the best days. Patience gives us the ability to see past what would normally annoy or anger us and get to the heart of the issue.

What do you think children need most from their mothers?
Love, as defined in the Bible. Have you read that long list of what love is? (1 Corinthians 13) Love is patient, love is kind…if we were to encompass God´s love and show that to our children, I don´t think they would need much else. However, I think that love also should lead us to present the gospel to our children at every opportunity, even when they are small. They need to know why we are able to love them, and who to look to when we do it wrong. I don´t think just preaching is enough, you have to live it. But because we are imperfect, just living it is also not enough. You have to be able to love them, and also point them to the One True Source of love.

What advice would you give to other mothers out there who are reading this interview?
Be critical of yourself as a mother, but don´t be unrealistic. I think sometimes the idea of ¨don´t be too hard on yourself¨ can be an easy way out. If you screwed up today, you have to own that. Look at yourself honestly. Take an inventory. How is your heart? How is your relationship with God? With your husband? With your children? What can you do better? We should ask those questions every day. But we shouldn´t let those questions take us down a road of self-pity and despair. If I succeeded today, it was by God´s grace. If I failed, there is forgiveness. So take a look in the mirror, fix what needs to be fixed. No excuses. But don´t beat yourself up. You can´t change the past. You can only learn from it. (Lion King flashback enter here! Anyone know what I´m talking about? Ha.)

Do you have any tips or tricks that have helped you stay organized, run your household or raise your kids more effectively?
I learn from other moms. I check out blogs, I talk to my friends. I get new ideas, try new things. I try to stay organized. I´m a list person. I think whoever you are, the best thing you can do, especially if you have kids, is to get in a routine. You can´t really schedule life as a mom, but you can have a general flow that guides you and your children through the day. It´s easier for everyone if you have an idea of what to expect. And, like I said, try new things. What works for others won´t always work for you, but sometimes it will. Take what works, toss the rest.

Friday, June 22, 2012

When God Says ¨No¨.

I was sitting in a van full of people, some of the coolest people I know. Two guys were talking about how they had each lost a daughter, the same year, almost the same month. I had just had a miscarriage the month before, which is not the same thing, but in some small way I felt a connection with that parent´s heart that has experienced loss. One of the guys, in the course of the conversation, said, ¨Yeah, sometimes God says ´No´.¨

Has God ever said ¨No,¨ to you? Maybe he said ¨No,¨ to you in a big way, like in the loss of a child or family member. Maybe it was something smaller, but still painful.

There´s this idea circulating amongst Christians that if God says, ¨No,¨ to you, it means you either have some hidden sin in your life, or you didn´t have enough faith. I think there are circumstances where either of those two things could be true. Someone harboring sin in their lives with an unrepentant heart is making it very difficult for God to even hear their prayers, let alone answer. And certainly if we hope to receive anything from God we must believe that He can do it, and will do it, if it´s His will. But I know a lot of people who have receive big No´s from God, and weren´t living in either of those situations, as far as I can tell.

So, why does God say ¨No¨?

I think there are probably only two situations, outside the ones mentioned above, that cause God to say ¨No¨ to us. Either what we are asking for is going to be bad for us in the long run, or what we are asking for is not as good as something else that God is prepared to give us.

Of course, you have to understand that if you were given a choice between the thing you are asking for and the thing that is better, you might still choose the thing you are asking for. You might not see that better thing as being better, especially not at first.

Here´s an example: If you knew that the death of your own child would lead to the salvation and healing of hundreds, maybe thousands of children, would you choose to let your child die? Of course not! Only two kinds of people would do that: Crazy people and people who are almost entirely selfless, good and loving.

Here´s another example: Would you give up your child if you knew God would give you five more? No. No one would give up the child they know and love for five hypothetical children.

I think about Job. He lost everything, his possessions, his children, everything. At the end of the story we´re told that he is blessed with even more than he had, even with more children. Woohoo! Great ending for Job! Except he still lost his children. He would never be the same again. Ask anyone who has lost a loved one. You can´t go back.

And I think that´s the point.

When God talks about having plans for you, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future, He is not short-sighted. It´s not really about all the children who will be saved by the loss of your child, or the five children you will gain. Those are just perks to get you through life in this miserable place. God is never only thinking of this life. This life is a tool to get you ready for the life to come.

It isn´t about what you lose. It´s about who you become. If we´re going to be ready for Heaven, we have to get rid of those bits of this world that are mixed into us. And at first, it´s not that painful. It´s mostly cosmetic. But the deeper we go, the more it hurts. At the same time, ask any doctor what worries him more: the splinter in your finger or the shrapnel in your heart. You have to go deeper, you have to let God get it all.

The lesson from Job is complicated and simple. You can read a hundred commentaries and find dozens of ideas on what the ¨point¨ is, but I think it´s simple. Job was a good man, a religious man, who didn´t know God. By the end of the story, he was a wounded man who knew God and loved Him. And you can´t get to know God while He´s just your magic Genie. You get to know God through the No´s.

You can´t go back. And when you´re going through it, you wish you could. But you can´t. Some people spend all their lives looking back, wishing to get the shrapnel put back in their hearts, and those are the people who never find peace.

The moment when God says ¨No¨ is the exact moment where you have to decide what you believe. Do you trust Him? Is He really good? Does He really love you? And if you decide to believe, despite your circumstances, then you take what might be the first real step of faith that you have ever taken. Your sufferings make your faith go from theoretical to real, and even though that shift is painful, it is completely necessary.

I´ll leave you with a few verses that I have found helpful. I hope they encourage you, too.

¨Come, let us return to the Lord. He has torn us to pieces but he will heal us; he has injured us but he will bind up our wounds.¨ Hosea 6:1

¨I want to know Christ—yes, to know the power of his resurrection and participation in his sufferings, becoming like him in his death, and so, somehow, attaining to the resurrection from the dead.¨ Philipians 3:10-11


“Naked I came from my mother’s womb, and naked I will depart. The Lord gave and the Lord has taken away; may the name of the Lord be praised.” Job 1:21

Friday, May 25, 2012

It all started with a faint pink line...


I haven´t written in this blog for a long time. I didn´t feel ready to share what has been going on in my life lately. I needed to process it and accept it, and in some way understand it. Once I did all that, I had to face the blank screen of my computer and try to find the words to express it all. So here it is. I hope it explains my absence and I also hope it encourages you, no matter what you´re going through right now.

When we decided to try to get pregnant the first time, I got pregnant with B the very first month we tried. So, I was sort of expecting the same thing the second time around. So, getting that monthly reminder that I was not pregnant after the first month of trying for baby #2 was a total let down to me, emotionally. The second month of trying could really be more classified as "not not trying". There was no real effort at timing. We were super busy. I was a little disappointed from last month not working, and not sure I was up to what might be months and months of waiting and being disappointed.

As the month wore on, what changed for me was my attitude. I have this long list of things to cover in prayer this time around. With B, it was just healthy delivery, healthy baby, healthy mommy, no c-section, no episiotomy. Oh how little I knew about what all can go wrong! Now the list was something like this: no miscarriage, no birth defects, no pre-eclampsia, no psycho doctors, no food allergies for baby, no urinary tract infections, no sibling rivalry, no vomitting, no mood swings, no stretch marks, no swelling, healthy delivery, healthy baby, healthy mommy, no c-section, no episiotomy...and the list just got longer and longer. Nothing out of my control, please. Thank you.

I realized somewhere in there as I spent time with God that there's nothing wrong with sharing our fears and concerns with God, but at some point we have to actually trust Him. If I were to have a miscarriage, would I still love and serve God? If my child is born with severe food allergies or some medical condition, would I curse God and desert my faith? Would my wish list not coming true mean that God doesn't love me, or that He is not good? Wasn't I putting conditions on my love for Him?

I had to let go. I said, "Ok, God. I trust you. I mean, I don't really. But I want to. I choose to. Whatever you have for me, I'll take it. Because I know it will be the best thing for me." Ouch. Hard prayer to pray. Hard prayer to mean.

When I started feeling pregnant-ish, I blew it off. Last month I got my hopes up, and I looked like a total idiot to my husband when I turned out not to be pregnant. This time I was zipping those lips. We'll see, I would tell myself. So I feel a little more exhausted that usual? I have a toddler. Do I ever NOT feel exhausted? So I'm a little moody? Again. Mother of a toddler. Ha. So I waited. And waited.

I am not a waiter. I am hasty, impulsive, NOW NOW NOW! But I waited.

One day late. (Last month was February. Short month. Probably thrown off by that.) Two days late. Hmm. Cramps, probably going to end these suspicions any minute. Three days late. Weird. Very uncommon for me. But still. No high hopes. Four days late...moment of truth.

I started getting bad headaches on day four, and some nausea. Could be coming down with something. But Jairo was leaving for Puyo tomorrow night, and I really wanted to know before he left. We went out as a family and I found some pretext to go off on my own for a minute, went to the pharmacy and bought a pregnancy test. Should I take it now? Should I wait?

I decided it was now or never. With a friend covering me in prayer (the only way to do anything right), the next morning as soon as I woke up, I went straight to the bathroom (needed to anyway), pulled the test out from its hiding place amidst the feminine hygiene products (he would never look there!), studied it one more time and went for it. One line, not pregnant. Two lines, pregnant. My prayer was that whatever happened, the test would be accurate.

I waited. One line appeared instantly. Where was the other line? Why wasn't it there? (Apparently I did get my hopes up, after all.) Are you kidding me? I am never late!! Wait...that looks like...is that a very faint...(B starts crying)...CRAP. Hide the evidence. Grab the test. Go get B back to sleep.

Jairo wakes up as I get back into bed and gets up to use the bathroom. (So glad I hid the evidence!) He comes back and falls right asleep. He saw nothing. Good. Bella drifts off. I dash out of bed (except it was more like a slow, acrobatic crawl), grab the test and rush off to the kitchen (good lighting). There is definitely a faint second line! It's light. Very light. But any positive is a positive in pregnancy tests. It's graded on a curve. As long as you get something, you're growing a baby in there.

I decided to wake Jairo up and tell him the news. I made a really quick design on photoshop, something like this:

Picture of Jairo as a kid and his birthdate.
Picture of me as a kid and my birthdate.
Picture of our wedding and our wedding date.
Picture of B when she was born and her birthday.
Picture of the new pregnancy test and the expected due date (thanks to online due date calculators)

I woke him up (always a difficult job). I said, come here, it's important. I had put the design on the background of my computer. Look, I said. He looked. He looked again. Then he jumped up and said, Really?!?!?!

It was great. I can never do surprises. I must be maturing or something. Ha.

And so, it started with a faint pink line.

But this time it didn´t end nine months later with the delivery of a new baby.

I look back on it and realize that God was preparing me for something as I played tug of war during prayer time. That one thing that we all dread as soon as we find out we are pregnant, but try to keep out of our minds. Miscarriage. Before he took me through it, He got me to the point of acceptance. He got me to the place where I put the life of this little one in His hands, and trusted Him.

I´ll be honest. The whole reason I´m sharing this on my blog, instead of keeping it secret like I would have wanted to, is because I hope it will help someone else. So I´ll be totally honest.

When I saw the bleeding a few days after the positive pregnancy test, I knew in my heart what the doctor would later confirm, because the truth is, I had known it all along. That´s why I fought so fiercly with God. I knew what was coming. I see now that it was God´s mercy. But at the time it seemed like a cruel joke.

Why would God induce me to trust Him and then do the very thing I feared the most?

Do you know why?

Because He loves me.

I know. It seems like a contradiction. You don´t have to tell me how difficult of an idea it is to accept...I know. I went through it.

Those who suffer are blessed, because they receive comfort from God. They get to know Him, not as a magic genie or a last resort, but as a real person, with a will and a plan. Our suffering brings us one step closer to knowing Him, and knowing Him eclispes any suffering we experience.

I think it´s easy to take God for granted, to misunderstand the real purpose of our salvation. We weren´t saved so that life would be easy. We were saved for holiness. If you want to purify gold, you don´t cuddle with it, you put it through the fire. If you want to sanctify a person, you do the same thing.

I think this loss was, for me, the final straw. But not in the way people might expect. To me it was like the last lock finally being opened, and being free for the first time of all of my delisions about this world. I could finally realize that this world is not my home, it is not worth holding on to, and that I have to live my life for what is to come.

If you are suffering, there is comfort to be found in Christ, and it is a comfort that works like a strong medicine. It tastes bitter when you drink it, but it heals you completely. It doesn´t just restore your health, it brings you to a new level of health, spiritual health, and you would never have gotten there if you weren´t first sick and in need of a cure. The suffering of this life is merciful because it readies us for the next life, and equips us to live this life the way we ought to, for God and not for ourselves.

I´m thankful for my sufferings and I am thankful for my blessings. I´m thankful for the baby I will meet someday in heaven, and I´m thankful for the baby I hold in my arms every night. And I´m thankful because finally I can sincerely say with John, ¨Even so, Lord Jesus, Come!¨