Thursday, November 15, 2012

A year of needles

This weeks marks twelve months since I first walked into my acupuncture appointment and began a quest to see if we could make a third child happen. It was a once only thing. If it didn't work, that was it, we were going to practise contentment with the two wonderful boys that God had already given us.


The acupuncturist promised me on that first visit a year ago that I would get pregnant in December and have a baby in September. At the time I was so angry with his cocky soothsayer zen confidence, but he was good to his word and by the grace of God my appointment this November included a blond haired blue eyed tiny boy who has his own name not called after the acupuncturist as he repeatedly told me.
I'm reflecting on what a big year it's been and how grateful I am to God for his mercy in giving us another boy and even for the over confident slightly annoying acupuncturist He led me to.
If the acupuncturist believed in any sort of god he'd be thanking him for me too as I'm sure I've become his best referer.


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  1. Kristy ChanNovember 15, 2012 at 10:24 PM

    I'm glad you got such a beautiful little boy, but aren't those acupuncturists a confident lot? I was seeing one for the last two months of my second pregnancy to ensure I wouldn't go overdue and be induced, but despite my acupuncturist assuring me that each session would definately trigger labour, I still went a week over.....

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