Family Council

My husband and I loved children. Sadly one, two, three, then four years went by. Daily we prayed for a child. To our delight, that blessed event matured. Both of us were in school. My husband for his Bachelor's and I an Associate Degree. The baby boy arrived two weeks before we graduated. Our happiness was boundless with this “bundle of joy.” But, no one told me this bundle needed fed every two hours during the night. Somehow, I made it through those first months. We determined to accept any children God sent us. Five years later, we were a family of six when our 5th one arrived. He was adorable. Night feedings started again. I called a family council, desperate for help. Telling the children, “Babies must be fed every two hours.” They counseled together. The spokesman said, “Mom! You get up with the baby the first time, then if he wakes again, “We will get up and take care of him!”