Sentimental Journey
After thinking about our engagement and marriage, I'm now thinking about the birth of our children. Our first child was born while we were still at Nyack and I was finishing up my college classes. I only had three classes to take and one of them was an anthropology seminar in which I had to do a research project. I chose Tibet and spent the semester frequenting the library and hunting for every scrap of information which I could find about the country. I had the project finished just before the birth of our first child. How proud we were of her and what a blessing she was in our lives.
Our second child was born in the hospital in our home town and our family doctor delivered him. He was named with pride for his two grandfathers.
Our third child was born in Somerset Hospital and he was delivered by a doctor we'd met when both of us were waiting in the emergency room to have our sons cared for. Our son had been nipped by a dog and needed a little attention. The doctor's son had broken his arm. We had to wait because there was a real emergency which had to be cared for first. I liked the way the doctor gently cared for his little boy and we decided to take him as our family doctor. We proudly named this child for his father.
Our last child was born in the hospital in the town where we still live. We lived 17 miles out of town at that time. The woman who was the head nurse at that time was a member of our congregation and she volunteered to be with me during the delivery. Finally I was able to stay awake during this delivery and heard the doctor say, "It's a boy." We proudly named this child Daniel, for an important, exemplary Bible character.
My husband and I both eagerly welcomed our little ones. They have so much blessed our home. Now they all have their own little ones to bless their home, and we were blessed as well.
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