When God closes a door, He opens a window. Or so goes the saying.
I'd say rather, when He says "no", it's because He has something even better in mind!
When my milk came in a few days after Savannah's birth, I thought I'd like to donate milk to the local milk bank, if there was one.
I checked the internet, and made some phone calls, and waited for someone to call me back. It turned out there was a milk "depot" in Madison, about an hour away. ( A drop off point for the actual milk "bank" which was in Ohio.)
So, the lady from Ohio eventually called me back and seemed very interested - until she started asking the screening questions. Everything went well until, "Have you ever lived outside the United States?"
Um, yes. My husband was in the Navy and we spent four years stationed in Sicily. Unfortunately it was during a certain period of time that made my milk unacceptable.
Apparently it's because of mad cow disease.
I researched it, and it turns out that although there is NO evidence that CJD (the human version of mad cow disease) is transmissable from mother to child through her milk - or any other way, there is a *theoretical* risk.
So because we lived in Europe during a time when I *might* have been exposed to mad cow disease,
even though I certainly don't have the disease
and even though I've had SIX babies since then who have thrived on my milk,
they couldn't accept it.
I cried. I'll admit it. :)
But then, my midwife "happened" to call
and she just "happened" to mention
that she just "happened" to be leaving the house of a dear lady
who just "happened" to have a 6 week old baby
and just "happened" to have recently found out that she (the mother) has breast cancer.
God said no to the milk bank, but said yes to something far better.
An opportunity to not only share my milk with someone in need but to get to know a dear, sweet lady -
shared faith -
mutual encouragement -
I've been praying for lots of milk for baby Gretta and God is providing.
This is my second week pumping. The first week, I got four little jars - two of them half full.
This week, it's 11 jars - one of them double size!!
God is so good!