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Tuesday, July 31, 2007

It's time to go to the Doctor when . . .

. . . I'm trying to smooch with my husband and can't kiss him because I'm so stuffed up I can't breathe through my nose.

"I'd love to kiss you, honey, but give me a break every now and then to breathe."

Pitiful. Dr. Billy, here I come.

2 comments:

Leah said...

Patty,
thanks so much for visiting my blog. It's always fun to 'meet' new people, and thank you so much for the encouraging words.
the doctors told my mom the same thing after just 2 children. I don't think she handle the 2 of us very well.
I know God gives us grace and mercy as mothers, and I know he can give you more children if your heart so desires. Ever thought of adoption?

Patti Doughty said...

Leah, thanks for your response. It's always encouraging to have comments left on my Blog.

If you understood the depth of the problems I had, how each birth was an incredible miracle and no one believed my children would be normal, and my life was in serious jeopardy with each pregnancy, I lived in the hospital for 6 months, suffering from pancreatitis with my first, had extensive blood clotting and a blood infection with my last, and other severe problems along the road, you might see the situation more like the doctors see it. I was told by my OB/GYN, a Paranatologist who was called in for my pregnancies, and the Chairman of Infectious Disease that I simply could not survive another pregnancy - my body has nothing left to give to a baby. Plus, there are other problems because of scarring from the blood clots.

Anyway, we took permanent measures, so there will be no more babies for me. My husband and I have considered adoption - very seriously, actually, but he has serious reservations and is quite content with three natural children. It's just the longing of a mother to hold her own baby once again and nurse.

From time to time I write about this on my Blog. I didn't have children until I was 35. I was over 40 with my last. I waited a very long time for children, then my child-bearing years were SO-O-O-O-O short. I think that's the real struggle.

But someday, I'll have grandchildren and, for now, I can hope that my grown nieces and nephews will have children I can cuddle and hold and keep for hours at a time. Until then, I just have to wait.

I'd love to talk more with you through e-mail. You can reach me at pd4_send2doughty@bellsouth.net.

Thanks again for writing.

Patti