This will have to be broken into several parts. When I first married Kevin, we both said no children. Well, after a trip to the US and visiting some caves, I saw the cutest triplets with red curly hair and their parents even had shirts that talked about triplets and right then and there I knew life was missing something. So I emailed back and forth a girl at work about having a 'Ryan' we would use as code as it was her son's name. The clincher was when she said, 'if you want to know what motherhood is like, just go ahead and have a Ryan'. So Kevin and I started talking about it and one night we were driving down Wye Road in Sherwood Park and I said, 'if we have a child what would we call it'. Now we had never discussed this prior, and it was just a way for me to warm him up to the idea...you know, continually talk about it! We agreed that on the count of 3, we would both blurt out a name. To our shock, on the count of 3, we BOTH said Cory! I remember us staring at each other in disbelief--and he was driving! Seriously mind-numbing!! Was this child completely planned or what! And we would name the child Cory if it was a girl or a boy. Well, perhaps that convinced Kevin, but, I got pregnant very quickly and was on my way.
However, something happened at about 4 mos. pregnant. I had a very disturbing dream. One of the very few that made me sit up in a sweat. In my dream, Cory was the size of my hand, lying in my palm on his tummy, and I could see his lower back (where he has all his pain today), was broken.
I worried the rest of the pregnancy! I was so scared it was a sign for something. So finally when he was born, he did have meconium so he was off to ICU, but after 2 days I got to take him home. All healthy. Now he was very colicky and was failure to thrive the first year, but I didn't think anything of it. He was delayed in speech and some language (as we partook in a 7 yr. U of A baby study where they followed his development), but again thought nothing of it. Then we moved to Vancouver Island when he just turned 5 and a year later he caught a cold and started limping and our current journey began. It wasn't until about 3 yrs into it that I remembered that dream...and wondered if it was a sign about his pain. THEN, I remembered another 'sit up' dream that I had (and I have only had 2 others). It was when we lived in Grand Forks and I was dreaming about something and Cory walked into my dream like a commercial warning and he started walking towards me as if I was the viewer and said, 'please help me my kidney's are failing' and passed out right in front of me. Again I awoke in a sweat. I realized that perhaps that was another sign to be aware of any meds. due to perhaps weak kidneys. Doctors probably think I am nuts, but between these dreams and my mom's death and all her meds., I am fairly terrified to put him on prescription meds.
Looking at some life stories though, later, it appears that they have already been written and I am living a life of simply filling in the blanks. So many 'coincidences'...so many things that are beyond our understanding and comprehension. Only as we progress in life, do we fill in all the pieces. Maybe when we are having particularily difficult times, it is GOd's way of saying, you are on the wrong track, wake up and try again. It all amazes me so and I truly walk a spiritual life filled with supernatural events.
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