Christianity Today February 16, 2012 -
Unplanned Parenthood: The Blessing of an Inconvenient Pregnancy
For many women, pregnancy reveals just how far we’ve bowed to the god of control.
Sharon Hodde Miller
About a year ago my husband and I began to consider expanding our family. We spent countless hours thinking, talking, and praying about this giant step. We are both in school with little income to speak of, so we weren’t sure how it would all come together. But God’s leading seemed very clear: It was time to take the leap.
At first, I felt sure of our decision. We had prayed about it and my husband was
incredibly supportive. But my confidence didn’t last long. About a month after we
made the decision, I freaked out. “How is this going to work? I am a doctoral student
for Pete’s sake!”
I began asking questions like, “Am I going to be a ball of stress
for the next three years? Is this basically a death knell to my future as a student?”
And perhaps the biggest questions of all: “Will I be a good mom?” and, “Will I even
be able to get pregnant?”
It is ironic that my fears oscillated between uncertainty
about having a baby, and fears about my ability to conceive. But that was a clue
about my spiritual state at the time. In deciding to grow our family, we were surrendering
a large amount of control to God. And I never give up control easily.
As a woman,
I have found that fertility and childbearing highlight my addiction to control more
than almost anything else in my life thus far. Women are, after all, trained to control
our bodies. Managing one’s appearance and conducting one’s body in a way that honors
God are common female virtues in the church. Added to that is the resource of birth
control, with which we can control our biological cycles.
This control has extended beyond pregnancy prevention into the realm of pregnancy
facilitation. Women are now waiting longer to have children, some because they must,
others because they can.
In truth, the control we have over our bodies is an illusion
of power that inevitably comes crashing down. For me, the illusion crumbled when
I began to think seriously about having children, and recent media stories reveal
that I am not alone.
In the past six months, many news outlets have featured stories
about the downsides of delaying pregnancy. What is particularly interesting about
these articles is the common shock among older women that their fertility has an
expiration date. MSNBC featured a story about a 43-
This widespread misinformation should not be surprising. Every year, celebrity magazines
announce the latest pregnancies of actresses in their 40s. With few exceptions, these
women seem to conceive without a hitch and on their own schedules. Their presence
in the public eye makes it easy to believe women really can have it all, at any age.
When
faced with the reality of fertility statistics, it is not only surprising but terrifying.
The numbers confront women with the fact that for all the control we try to have
over our bodies, there are real and sobering limits.
In a touching reflection on
her recent miscarriage, blogger Laura Ziesel captured her own lesson on childbearing
and control in a post titled, “Miscarriage, Fertility, and My Broken Body.” As she
wrestled with her body’s “performance,” she shared her husband’s challenging question
to her: “Do you realize that you're expecting your body to act like a machine?”
Of
course we women are not machines, nor did God design us to be. He created us to be
warm-
We
do not have control over our bodies.
But God does.
In a culture of womanhood that
prizes autonomy and self-
God promises to liberate
us from that bondage, but fertility and childbearing test the true extent of how
faithfully we are accepting and living into that freedom. Are we living in the freedom
of God’s loving sovereignty, or are we gripping tightly to whatever shreds of control
we can grasp?
In the interest of full disclosure, I discovered that I was pregnant
shortly after deciding to write this post. I am incredibly grateful that my husband
and I were able to conceive, but this blessing has not removed all my fears. I continue
to wrestle with the fear of miscarriage, concerns about our baby’s health, and the
uncertainty of my future as a student. Control is an idol that continues to haunt
me, but I will also continue to fight it. Not only because personal control is a
prison from which Christ came to set me free, but because millions of other women
are still trapped in that cage. As a disciple of Jesus, my life should testify to
a better way.