Last week I told you of a time when my faith had really been tested. I was facing surgery and was afraid I had cancer. God blessed us and all I had was endometriosis a scaring in the uterus, causing pain and making it difficult to get pregnant.
We felt blessed to have our daughter April. She was about two when all of this was going on. Through other appointments I had and some tests that Jim went through we found out that it was a miracle that we were able to have April. So life went on and we didn’t think about having another baby.
Jim was laid off again from Great Lakes Steel near Detroit, this time he wasn’t sure he was going to be able to go back. He had a license as a mortician, but was able to get better pay at the steel mill so he went to work there. He checked the area for a position at a funeral home but, no one was hiring locally. Through some searching he found a position in Beulah, North Dakota. We sold the house in Redford, Michigan, packed everything up and moved west.
We found an efficiency apartment to rent when we first arrived. It was very tiny, for the two of us, April, now five, and our medium sized dog. All was going smoothly so we began to look for a home. There was a new development going in and we found a lot and model home that we liked. We were talking with the builder at a party on Friday night and made plans to meet with him Monday morning to get things started.
Saturday while Jim was at work he and his boss were having coffee and talking. There is a large Black Foot Indian tribe out there. The boss was complaining about the tribe. Jim said in his usual off hand manor, “Watch it I’m part Black Foot.”
The next day, he was let go. We called the builder and told him we weren’t able to bu
y the house we wanted. In the mail that day we received a letter forwarded from Michigan for an interview for a position in a funeral home back near Detroit. He went for the interview and accepted a new job. We packed up again and moved to Jackson, Michigan. We found an apartment and once all seemed good we bought a home.
My sister came out for a visit and lunch on a Friday. While we were visiting, she looked quizzically at me and asked me if I was pregnant. I told her I was late having my period again, but that wasn’t unusual with having endometriosis. I called the doctor the following Monday morning and the nurse said to come to the office that morning and she would draw blood and run the pregnancy test. So, April and I went to the office. The nurse said to come back in a couple of hours and she would be able to give me the results.
April and I went to Meijer and just walked around killing time. We happened to go by the toy area and I saw a stuffed bunny. Just for fun I bought it. Then we went back to the office for the results. The nurse saw me and came out in the lobby to give me the results. She said, “You’re pregnant.” I began to cry and she rushed April and I into an exam room. “Are you, okay?”
I replied, “I’m just so happy. We have been wanting another child for six years.”
She gave me a hug. And sent us on our way. April and I then went to the funeral home to tell Jim. When we got there he was in a back area and the receptionist said she would call and have him come up front. We saw him coming down the hall, so we walked back to meet him. I handed him the bag from Meijer with the bunny and said it died. He gave me a funny look and opened the bag. Then he smiled and gave me a big hug.
April looked confused. “Why did you say it died?”
I laughed and said, “I was just teasing Daddy.”
She still didn’t understand, and was too young to explain that the old way many years ago to find out if a woman was pregnant was to inject a female bunny with a woman’s urine. There would be a change in the bunny’s ovaries if the woman was pregnant. It was a misconception that was believed that the bunny died if the woman was pregnant.
So God, blessed us with a surprise pregnancy, and another daughter, Nickie. They are seven years apart. We are truly blessed to have two beautiful daughters.