Stories from the Rosfeld family
As I get prepared for our appointment with maternal fetal medicine tomorrow, I spent some time reading over the prayer I wrote the day I found out we were expecting this little one. I write to get thoughts out and since Kerry was working and we wanted to keep the whole pregnant under wraps for a bit, I had to sit down for 2 minutes to write out my prayer of thanks the afternoon I found out. This is what I wrote thanking God for this precious gift. It was a good reminder today.
3/5/12
My Dear Heavenly Father,
I have to write this down because my mind is racing so much I can’t even focus long enough to say anything more than the words “Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!” Thank you for sending your son to die on the cross for my salvation. Thank you Lord for the blessing of children! And Thank you God for allowing me to be pregnant again. I cannot put into words the joy I’m feeling at this moment.
I am so grateful for this moment it’s hard to describe. I thought I would be more afraid of being pregnant after losing Knox, but I’m anticipating it. I’m excited about the prospect. I pray Lord that you will allow me to carry this baby to term and that you will help him/her to grow and develop normally. I also pray God that you will allow me to have a safe birth at home.
Lord, please guide our steps as we make decisions for my healthcare and as we look to the future of this little one. Lord, please bring about a peace as we embark on this adventure. Please help this pregnancy to glorify you and this child and his/her birth glorify you and the grace that you give. God I thank you so much for the precious blessing you have bestowed on our family. Please help us to be good stewards of the gifts You provide for us and to always trust You.
Thank you. I praise You Lord for Your provision and Your grace and Your love for me. Thank you God for the blessing of another child.
In Jesus’ precious name,
Amen.
I plan our meals 2 weeks at a time. I shared our rotation 1 here.
I forgot to say in my initial post that often times, I won’t make a couple of the meals on the list because we have more left overs than I had planned or because we have an unexpected “family date night” and I don’t have to cook dinner that night. Since I’ve already purchased the ingredients for the meal, depending on how perishable it is, I’ll either save it for the following time the meal is used or I’ll switch it out for another one later. In other words, I’m not legalistic about my menu. Just cause it’s listed doesn’t mean we have to eat it.
I’ll paste the menu below, but I’ll also share a link in case you can’t see the whole thing.
| Sunday | Monday | Tuesday | Wednesday | Thursday | Friday | Saturday |
| Cubed steak, potatoes and gravy | Crockpot scalloped potatoes and ham | Crockpot tortellini | Church (we alternate bringing meals with another family from our church on Wednesday night) | Left overs (every family has to have a left over night). J | Breakfast casserole (I often use hamburger) | Verenika or bierock casserole |
| Sunday | Monday | Tuesday | Wednesday | Thursday | Friday | Saturday |
| Pizza and salad | Leftovers | Tacos, corn | Church | Easy beef stroganoff | Grilled chicken, green beans and salad | Chicken fajitas or grilled chicken salad |
See the menu here
So last night I had an experience with a mother’s nightmare (okay, major embarrassment). My son got sick at Wednesday night church, on the floor in front of everyone. After I made him eat his supper. I felt terrible. I was embarrassed for my son and I was dreading the clean up.
Kerry came to get me to let me know our son was sick. Here’s the kicker though, when I went to go clean up the “getting sick” part, one of our highschoolers from Journey was cleaning up after our son. I told her I would be happy to clean it up and that she didn’t have to. She said “I know you can, but I am happy to help.” She cheerfully helped clean up after my son.
Her grace in that situation astounded me. It’s one thing to clean up after your own child, but completely different to clean up after someone else’s. Not only that, but she is in highschool. There aren’t many highschool aged girls who would willingly jump in and clean up after a kiddo has been sick on the floor. It’s gross for anyone, but I was thoroughly impressed with her behavior and her willingness to serve our family.
Words could not express my gratitude or the humbleness I felt at her attitude. We try to teach our boys to serve others and serve their siblings through character training and giving them practice in service. I don’t think any lesson could have been driven home more than the one that was demonstrated last night to our family.