I am really still struggling to decide if I like the number 6 better than the number 5. Five seemed like such a nice, complete, well-rounded digit. It seemed so final. Not like...5, but more like 5!
But I guess I am just going to have to start liking the number 6. I am trying hard to like that number, but it has really been difficult. Just when I think I have everything figured out and life seems to be getting into some type of groove, life steers me into a completely new direction. Well, really it is not a new direction. It is just the same direction, the direction I thought I was getting away from. Now it will be just more of the same for about the next 4 years or so.
For many years, Rinar and I prayed and hoped to have a few children. We really did a lot of praying and hoping. It got hard as the months would come and go, and still nothing. Then finally after a long wait, we were blessed with two little boys and we have adored them ever since. But it was a long time before #3 came along and he only came to our family with major medical help. It was hard. I said I would never do IVF again, such was my misery. But for some strange, uncanny reason, I decided to do it again. It was definitely a prompting from the spirit, because I would have never gone through IVF of my own choice. And then before we knew what hit us, Rinar and I had really done our part to multiply and replenish the earth.
Holy crap! Five kids. I have five kids.
The end... Okay, I guess not.
I figured it out pretty early on, but waited a while to tell Rinar. Then I finally took a test to confirm my suspicions. But I waited another day before I dropped into his office unannounced and slammed the test down in front of him. Yes, he was incredulous. So was I. I still am.
Life is changing again for our family. Six. But let me be really clear...6!!!