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I got a text a few weeks ago that threw me for a loop. I needed a few hours before I could even respond to it.
Because it left me speechless at first.
Then I thought of all sorts of things I wanted to say but probably shouldn't.
A girl I know sent me a text to say she was pregnant.
Her child will turn a year old this month.
They just got married in September.
Neither person works.
And they are still living with her parents.
Oh to top it off - she is high risk and will spend the majority of her pregnancy on bed rest.
Better yet - this child was planned.
You read that correctly - they planned a second child which they are unable to support on their own.
Now do you see why it took me awhile to be able to squeak out a simple Congrats?
I wanted to say I'm happy for you but - I'm not.
My thought instead is I'm concerned for you and your children.
While you would love to think that all your children need is love, there is more that parents should be able to provide themselves. They need a strong foundation too and part of that foundation is responsible parents who are stable. Who can make the right choices and look ahead.
Its easy to say you have a good relationship and happy marriage when you are living off someone else, the government is providing your medical care and you have live in babysitters who will watch your child whenever you want it.
A true testament to a strong marriage and responsible parents though is being able to get through each day when its just the two of you doing it all.
A strong marriage and good parents is working together to bring the 103 fever down from double ear infections at 4:30am even though you both have to work the next day and then still making dinner and taking care of chores at the end of that day. Its settling for watching Go Diego Go together on the couch at the end of the night because you don't have a babysitter and realizing that its okay.
Its getting up and playing at 5:30 in the morning before you both go to work because someone is up and he clearly wants to play.
It's been a month for us since we have had two paychecks come in. When Joey changed jobs it threw off the whole pay structure we were used to and tomorrow will be his first check in a month. We've been doing some pretty heavy financial gymnastics to get around that. We got through it though. Alone. In fact no one even knew we were tight with money until they asked what we were doing for my birthday and we responded with nothing since we haven't gotten paid yet.
So while I hope that that the baby is happy and healthy at the same time I hope the parents mature and grow to realize that there is a huge difference between playing house and actually bearing all those burdens yourself.
There is a reason we are holding off on #2.
There is a reason why we fall asleep at 8pm some nights with dirty dishes in the sink, dinner out on the counter and hampers overflowing.
There is a reason I wasn't able to say I'm happy for you.
This post is linked up with Shell as part of Pour Your Heart Out Wednesdays.