More Than Enough

More Than Enough

This seems like the perfect time to finally explain the inspiration behind the title of my blog. Because it was around this time, two years ago, that I first became familiar with a song with the same title. Perhaps you’ve heard it before …
But before I get to the song and how it fits into my life, I will share what was going on two years ago at this exact time. It all started on Nov. 1, 2007. In the early morning hours, I went into pre-labor with my twins. I wasn’t due until Dec. 12, but I also knew that with twins I’d never make it to that day. Six weeks early, though, was a bit too early. The labor stopped at the hospital, but the doctor gave my husband and I strict instructions that I needed to go on bedrest until I was at least 36 weeks along. I essentially had three weeks to not do anything, including driving. I didn’t have to be in bed 24 hours per day, but I had to be sitting or laying down the majority of the time. Just like that, I no longer could take my girls to preschool, go grocery shopping, go to Mass, make dinner, do all those little things that moms just do.
At 32 weeks. Why am I sharing this picture?! Perhaps to give this story some visual context. I do not have a lot of photos from this pregnancy …
Since August of that year, I had already been limited in my activity. That September, we hired a marvelous high school senior to come in and clean and help out with the trio three times per week. Since I was carrying twins, I was automatically considered “at risk,” so I was going to stress-test appointments by-weekly, then weekly, and finally multiple times per week. If any of you has had a high-risk pregnancy before, you know what I am talking about! The twins always passed their tests, and they were growing well—thanks be to God!
But this pre-labor wake-up call changed my life so quickly. It meant I had to let go of everything for my health and the health of my babies. The doctor told my husband not to go into work for the rest of the day, so that we could figure out how to plan the next three weeks. He told us that if the babies were born now, it would likely result in them having to stay in the hospital. If they were born in three weeks, they would most likely be able to come home with us. That was enough for me to know that this was serious. So, we followed the doctor’s orders.
But. it. was. so. hard.
To let go. To surrender. To just sit there.
Some days I felt like it wasn’t fair. The idea of having twins was still very overwhelming to me. How was I going to do this? How was having two new babies going to change my life, when I already had three “babies” at home? What about the trio—would they be OK during all of this crazy transition? They were still so very needy themselves. The thought that I soon would have five children 5 years old and younger was just incomprehensible. My oldest wasn’t even in Kindergarten! Who does this sort of thing? No one that I know. It seemed crazy to me. It still does! Humans have limits. We need breaks, and time to transition and adjust. I thought about how impossible it would be to plan this out, if one wanted to, but I didn’t know anyone who would … or could! No. Only our Lord, in His wisdom beyond all understanding, would orchestrate this plan. “But why did He choose me?” I would ask myself over and over again. “I can’t do it,” I would say. I was scared and uncertain … and even at times upset that He was giving me more than I could handle.
Thank goodness I had nearly nine months to wrestle with most of these doubts, fears and feelings. They were still there as the twins’ birth day drew closer, but trust had entered the picture. Along with help that He sent our way—Greg was permitted to work from home often. People came into our home to help me out. Meals were prepared for us by various church and community families from the time of this pre-labor until at least two months after the twins were born. And He also sent grace. Abundant grace. Which is where my blog title comes in.
During this bedrest period, I heard the song More Than Enough on the radio. It was specifically the version by Barlow Girl that struck me. It was as if the Lord was speaking directly to me, answering all of my fears and concerns about having these twins, how the trio would adjust, what our life would be like going forward. He didn’t promise it would be easy (and it hasn’t been). But He did tell me, and continues to tell me that He is more than enough to get me through anything.
All of You is more than enough for all of me
For every thirst and every need
You satisfy me with Your love

And all I have in You is more than enough
You are my supply
My breath of life
And still more awesome than I know
You are my reward
worth living for
And still more awesome than I know
All of You is more than enough for all of me
For every thirst and every need
You satisfy me with Your love
And all I have in You is more than enough
You’re my sacrifice
Of greatest price
And still more awesome than I know
You’re the coming King
You are everything
And still more awesome than I know
More than all I want
More than all I need
You are more than enough for me
More than all I know
More than all I can say
You are more than enough for me
The three weeks of bedrest came and went … But by the time I got the doctor’s permission to start doing more, I just couldn’t. I was so uncomfortable. I remember going to Target to pick up a perscription. Usually I like going to Target to get out of the house for a bit. But this was simply an awful experience. Walking from the parking lot, into the store and over to the pharmacy (which is not that far from the entrance) was physically painful. I didn’t even bother to look around. I just had to get home and sit down!
The twins continued to grow well and pass all their tests. No more pre labor. But as I neared 37 weeks, we decided that it was in the best interest of everyone for me to be induced. But more on that later. When it gets closer to their birthday, I will share that story.
This time of year always makes me reflective of that time in my life and how the Lord guided me through. Showed me that He would supply more than enough for me to handle anything. Sometimes I forget, and I need a reminder. And because He is so patient and merciful, He gives me one.
Since this is what is on my mind and in my heart today … and most likely throughout this entire month of November … I thought I’d share it with all of you. And explain a little bit about how this blog title came to be.

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9 thoughts on “More Than Enough

  1. What a beautiful story, thanks so much for sharing, I'm sure I've heard that song, it will mean so much more next time I hear it!

    I'm one of those high risk pregnancy people, so I totally understand. I feel the way you did on your trip to Target, from 32 weeks on, and I've never carried twins!!!

  2. You are such an inspiration. I had my five within 8 years, none of them were high risk pregnancies. But I sure belly-ached to the Lord (and probably every body else), plenty about them! For us, it was always finances and joblessness that was the issue. I guess God knew what I could handle, and yes, trust was the only way to survive!

  3. Oh, do I ever understand! Last year I was in the hospital for SIX WEEKS on complete bedrest–I could get up for a wee shower and a trip to the bathroom. Everyone said they couldn't imagine doing it, that it would be soooo hard to lay in bed that much, but honestly the hardest part was being away from my children and my home!

    I'm so glad everything went well for you!

  4. what a beautiful story Sarah. Amelia was praying for twins this time. I think it would be cool with so many other helpers. If my 4th pregnancy had been twins, I would have felt a lot like you.

  5. what a wonderful little insight into your heart and life, sarah. God is so good and faithful to you because you are good and faithful to HIM. and obviously He knew you'd be a great mama to those "naughty little twins" as you sometimes call them! and they are so precious. but you already know that!
    i remember when i was pregnant with sophia the drs. found a tumor on my placenta and they said they had to keep an eye on it. it never grew and they told me later that it was possible that she had a twin that just never developed and that tumor was the tissue left over from the twin. it always made me kind of sad. my husband wanted twins. i just wanted a girl! but i always wonder what if…but God, in His infinite wisdom has His reasons for everything He does and it is so beautiful for you to spread the word about HIS goodness!

    hugs to you. hope you are doing well.

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