Am I the only one who does this?
When the going gets tough....I start making deals with God. Like yesterday's post...Dear God if The Jags win I'll be a good girl for a whole week. I have a feeling that God doesn't spend alot of time in the deal making game. I mean why should he? But that doesn't stop me from trying to sweeten the pot to get what I want from the universe.
Sooooo here's he deal. If The Jags win, I work out every day this week, no eating in between meals and NO DIET COKE for one week. Not only that, but I'll throw in no swearing, neither live nor on this blog for an entire week.
Sheesh I dunno if I still want the Jags to win! LOL But in any case, if I make a deal, even an internal one, I keep it.
This brings to mind one of my biggest "deals" with God. I was maybe 2 1/2 months pregnant with my Sugar Bear, when I got a call in work from the gynocologist telling me that they needed to see me in their office NOW. As in leave work now and get your ass here. Oh and bring the hubby too.
I tried to find out why but they couldn't talk about it over the phone. SHIT. (remember swearing deal isn't in effect until the Jags win)
Anyway we get down there, and they tell me there was this blood test that they did. If the baby is normal, it will sluff off these proteins that should show up in my blood, and much hasn't shown up. Alpha beta proteins or something like that. Anyway because of the results of this blood test they said the baby had a "high incidence for down's syndrome".
We let that sink in for a minute and then they went over our options.
Option 1 - Do nothing. Don't find out if the baby has downs syndrome until it's born.
Option 2 - Do an invasive amniotic fluid test, to find out if the baby does have down's syndrome. Down side to this is there is a higher incidence of miscarriage and we won't get the results for 2 weeks. Which would put me at 3 months pregnant....if we decided to abort because the baby had downs syndrome we'd have to do it right when we got the results.....
I was shocked.
And as far as the abortion option....I believe in every woman's right to have that option, but I'd been trying for a long time to have a baby, and just don't know if I could do that personally.
Anyway we go with Option 2. I figure if the baby does have Downs, I want to be mentally prepared. I couldn't wait and wonder for the whole pregnancy.
So afterwards I was on bed rest to prevent miscarriage so I had 2 weeks and nothing but time to make a deal with my buddy God. And boy did I!
It seems so ridiculous to me now. Yes God will prevent illness if I barter with him. I started with a donation in mind, and the amount went up with each passing day. Till we finally got the good news we'd been waiting for. Normal baby.
Ummm turns out he wasn't normal. He's extraordinarily smart, handsome, and has a capacity for love, the likes of which, I'd never encountered before. And he's crazy about his Mama.
He's 12 now and the other night when I said good night to him, he says to me out of the blue. Even when I'm all grown up, I'm still going to call you Mama. Such a sweet boy.
I run really good in the "Deals with God" department so Tennessee doesn't have a chance.