One college couple. Two pink lines.
That’s the story of how I became a Mama π
I’m entering into a contest over at She Reads tonight to win a scholarship to the She Speaks Conference put on by the ladies at Proverbs 31 Ministries. I had to write a story in 6 words or less. Yep. Only 6 words. Lord, help me.
After browsing through the entries….I almost decided to bow out. They are all so awesome and thought-provoking and creative. Beautiful, even. I don’t know how they are going to pick only one winner – because there is some seriously talented sisters who entered. Whew.
But back to the college couple…..That’s us. We were just babies when we got married – not even half-way through college yet. A little over a year after we said, “I do” I stood in our tiny apartment bathroom and almost fainted when I saw two lines on the pregnancy test. TWO LINES.
We were immature. (Still are, pretty much.) My husband played football when he wasn’t in his engineering classes and I still called my Mama every night before bed. (I may or may not still do this.) We had no money. We had no idea how to be good marriage partners – much less good parents. And we were shocked. “How did this happen?” is what we kept asking ourselves. Don’t you love that question? We all know the answer to it – but we ask it like there isn’t one. (grin)
While it’s true we were utterly clueless when it came to raising a baby – and while it’s true the two pink lines catapulted us into an unknown territory….we felt blessed. Three positive pregnancy tests later – and we still feel the same way. Yes – three. While two of my little darlings are sound asleep in their rooms right now….one is sitting at the feet of Jesus. Another 6 word story of mine could go like this: Two pink lines. One empty womb. I miscarried one of our little sweeties shortly after I found out about him or her. Someday – I’ll find out which one it was π
As for now – I’ll never forget the day these two babies found out they were having….a baby. And it will always be true that I wouldn’t have had it any other way π
Congrats on winning the scholarship to She Speaks! I LOVED your six word story!!! I can totally imagine being there!
Losing a child has to be so difficult. My sister had 13 miscarriages. I don't know that she's ever recovered as she never had a child.
But on another note, I so hope you get to go to She Speaks. Lisa was the keynote speaker at my church women's conference several years ago. I had the privilege of being her Phoenix hostess and picking her up at the airport and transporting her around town; what a delight.
Blessings and love,
Debbie
Hello friends!
I just wanted to clarify – I'm not currently with child:) There's been some confusion! I would welcome the news of another baby in our family – but there is no bun-in-the-oven right now!
LOL.
Love to you all,
Kate π
1) loved your extra-short "story." π If I had to write one, it would probably go "Uh…it's how many words, again?"
2) Your attitude about your miscarrage is amazing. even though i'm not pregnant (obviously), I still find it inspiring that you have such strength about it.
That is all.
Congratulations on being the winner. I loved your "short" story, and the longer one here on your blog. Sweet memories… sweet blessings. I hope you have a wonderful time at the conference. God bless you.