A Labor of Joy 

I hated being pregnant. It was a sad and lonely time for me. 

I found out I was pregnant when I was 3 1/2 months. 

21 years old. (Way too young in my book) 😔

I had the worst morning sickness. I couldn’t keep anything down and everything …. I mean everything would make me throw up. Toothpaste was the worst culprit. The only thing that seemed to bring me peace was Sunflower Seeds, Peppermint Tea and Peppermint Candy.

I gained 50lbs 😣😣😣 and was diagnosed with Polyhydramnios; meaning I had way too much amniotic fluid. This caused me some serious belly pains, problems breathing, the worst kind of back pain ever and I can’t forget about my swollen feet. 

I could not stand hearing “pregnancy is such a joyous time.” 😒

 “Joy” and pregnancy did NOT belong in the same book. 

The only good thing I remembered was when I was about 5 to 6 months, and felt my son moving inside of me …. fast forward to month 7th and 8th, and I couldn’t wait to get him out of me. 

My Dr. believed a “Planned C-Section” was the way to go. 😞 Ugh …. I have a messed up pregnancy and now I can’t even give birth naturally…..  Come on Doc!

I wanted a Water Birth so darn bad. 🛀 No medicine. No Hospital. Just a Peaceful setting, some candles and Jazz Music. ♩🎶

That would have been a good end to a painful pregnancy. 

Fast forward to Friday, December 1st, 2006, at St. John’s Riverside Hospital.

Let’s see: I remember sitting in the darn room with my legs wide open with The Doctor, my Mother and my son’s father looking in areas that I haven’t seen in months. Ugh …. the embarrassment. 😔 

I remember the darn catheter coming off and the Nurse having to reinsert it. Ouch …. to the tenth power. 

I remember the Doctor while inserting the epidural telling me “Flinch and you’ll be paralyzed for life”

Oh the Joy of pregnancy. LOL

The only Joy I could see was at the very end and honestly, that’s what I received. A burst of JOY when the doctors placed this 9lbs 4oz, 21 inch baby boy against my cheek. 

I experienced so much Joy, I was overcome with tears. 

The 9 months of pain vanished instantly. 

As I am writing this, I am realizing that through all the pain and loneliness during my pregnancy, JOY was there but I just had to tap into it. 

The same thing applies to when we are “going through it” in life. 

Joy is waiting for us. We have to choose Joy in the midst of whatever we are going through. 

We have to choose to see the many blessings in our life and praise God for the things he has already done. 

Joy comes when we continually praise what God has already done. 

You thrill me, Lord , with all you have done for me! I sing for joy because of what you have done. (Psalms 92:4 NLT)

During my pregnancy…. through all the pain I felt. I could have chose to focus on the fact that:

1. I was able to conceive 

2. I carried my son full term

3. I felt him move 

4. He was alive in my womb

5. I had no major sickness 

Etc. Etc. Etc.

We need to change our approach …. we need to make a conscious decision that no matter what comes our way, we will choose to see the good in it all. 

I wish I would have had the moment of wisdom 10 years ago, but if I did not go through what I went through; I wouldn’t be sharing this story.

 

So in closing I say, 

 

Choose JOY!

Make a simple decision today, that no matter what you are feeling or enduring; you will rise above your feelings and choose JOY. 

I mean …. you have nothing to loose. 

Allow God’s Joy to be your strength. 

 

Signed with Joy,

Joyfully Chrissy Lee 💫🌻

3 thoughts on “A Labor of Joy 

    1. Thank You My Love. The journey to JOY has been a bit of a struggle but I’m so happy with where I am in life right now. The Joy of the Lord is definitely my strength…. It’s all I have. 😉

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