A while back The Village held a Biblical Parenting class. James and I were unable to attend but thankfully the church posted each session online. I highly recommend listening to it!! Jeff and Jen Wilkin alongside Carl Brower taught and fielded questions. Jen, the wife, would share these "keepin it real" moments to just show transparency and they were usually pretty dang funny. So, here is my attempt at a funny keepin it real moment at the house of Davis:
As I have mentioned in the past, I have to take a progesterone shot in my tail end each week. It's a prescription and not something the docs keep in their offices. We/I got lucky the first few weeks because it just so happened I had appointments weekly and I'd just bring in my handy dandy needles and juice and let them shoot me up. Easy as pie... Well, last week I forgot my shot- I blame prego brain and we were left on our own to take care of business. I don't know how many of you actually know this but my strong, loving, and manly husband absolutley cringes at shots and needles. It's all I can do to get him to get a flu shot. In fact, he doesn't get one every year. I think I've only gotten him to take one and the only reason was because I got him into the doctors office for a physical and the doctors didn't give him much of a choice. HAHA. (James' input here: "And then I got sick after it!) Anyway, back to last week... I was really tired and wanted to shower and get into bed extra early and James was going to go ahead and stay up some more. I informed him that he had to give me my shot before bed and he doubled over some in the back of the closet at the words. I started getting the shot ready and talking about it while he slowly walks towards me. He's asking me things like "Are you sure?" "How do you know?" "Are you sure there are no air bubbles?" "That doesn't look like it's on tight" and more. About this time I'm starting to get nervous and second guess myself as well. I'm thinking "Oh man, my husband who is super nervous is about to stick this needle in my butt...what if...." So, he gets it in his hand and I'm showing him how to put his hand to measure where it needs to go and again he's asking me those same "are you sure" questions. And again, I am getting more nervous. He's also asking if I'm going to watch or not... I'm not sure what to do at this point. I usually watch nurses give me all my shots but watching James do this is a different story. I just didn't know what to do. I don't think he did either. We get into position and he asks me if I am ready... Oh no! I'm not ready... so we pause and get ready again. We go through this like 3 or 4 times. Finally, we get'r done! I've taken my shot and James is on the floor almost passed out. lol. I think his exact words went something along the lines of, "I don't know if I can do anything for the rest of tonight." HAHA.
This was all probably funnier to us as we were going through it than reading it on your compuer or phone screen but again- this is just my atempt at keepin' it real. By the way- tonight is shot night again and as I mentioned it to James his response was, "I got this." It seemed like his mini peptalk.
On another note, Thursday is our Echo for baby Wyatt. Please continue to join us in praying for him, the test, the doctor and our results. :-) I don't know if I have the words to express my thanks and gratitude for all your encouraging words and prayers. The body really is family to us!
James and I began this blog at the very beginning of our pregnancy with Wyatt to share and update our new adventures as we became pregnant and start the new season of parenthood. Sixteen weeks into pregnancy, I had to go into surgery to ensure our son would not come too early and shortly after, we found out Wyatt has Congenital Diaphragmatic Hernia (CDH). This is our humble attempt at being transparent and hopefully sharing the joys and love of Christ through this roller coaster ride we're on. And now to share even more with the new miracle on the way.