stall
I was scrolling through the old blog, trying to calculate when this sickness nonsense ended last time (you don’t want to know, by the way), and I noticed an eerie similarity. My blog, and seemingly my life, stood still in early pregnancy. It appears that nothing happened. Now I know what was happenning, but trust me, it wasn’t worth recording. Except to note that God was faithful then, and he is faithful now.
So here I am again, in that same stall pattern as before. I find myself struggling to resist the temptation to wish this time away. Pregnancy isn’t glamorous for me. I don’t glow. There are certainly wondeful moments, filled with joy and anticipation, but the overarching theme is one of perseverence.
How then should I think about this trial? I realize this sounds dramatic, and when it comes down to it, there FAR worse circumstances than difficulty in pregnancy. But I know myself, and something as trivial as constant nausea/vomitting is enough to take over my thinking. My temptation is to be discontent–wallowing, complaining, or even becoming jealous of those who have easy pregnancies.
An article came to mind as I was wrestling through these thoughts. It’s a challenge called Don’t Waste Your Cancer by Piper (with notes added by Powlison) and I found the first point particularly helpful. Thinking about trials (not cancer, in my case) this way is counterintuitive, but thoroughly biblical. My first inclination isn’t one of gratitude and thanks, knowing that God will use this trial for good, ultimately conforming me to the image of his son… my first inclination is to wish it away, therby wasting it!
I’m also reading a book called Respectable Sins by Jerry Bridges. He exhorts the reader to war against the subtle sins in their own lives.. like unthankfulness, pride, and selfishness. In his chapter on discontentment he emphasises, “the importance of a firm belief in the sovereignty, wisdom, and goodness of God in ALL the circumstances of our lives.” He goes on to say that “We must believe that the Bible’s teaching about these attributes really is true, and that God has brought these difficult circumstances into our lives for His glory and our ultimate good.”
Thanks for letting me get that off my chest : ). Back to your regularly scheduled Penelope pictures…

Sorry to hear you’re so ill. At least you know the joy that comes at the end of this trial!
I love your honesty! I remember thinking, when a server walked by with a tray full of fish dinners at a wedding reception I was shooting during my 1st trimester, when in the world pregnancy would become that magical, ethereal, “glowing” joyous thing everyone talks about. Wasn’t that way for me. I also remember being in the postpartum room a few hours after the epidural had worn off after having Cam and thinking I would GLADLY do the delivery/recovery part of having a baby again ANY DAY if it meant I got out of the pregnancy part. It’s hard to remember to be thankful in the midst when it’s far from easy. Hang in there, keep taking the Zofran, and lean into God (whilst you lean over the throne… *wink wink*). Praying for you!
Alicia! Now I have to know – when was it that you stopped feeling sick the first time?
around 22 weeks, which just sounds crazy!
hope you’ve been well, haven’t seen you in forever!! :)
Oh good grief. That’s not good. I’m so sorry to hear that. Hopefully it will be easier this time. Lets talk more – send me an email, I have lots to tell you! :) (nicole.standing@gmail.com)