Motherly Musings

In 1982, I became a mother for the first time. The year was filled with wonder and trepidation at the same time. I grew more excited every day, as I watched my body evidence the changes that were taking place. At the same time, I was conscious that this was a new road, a road that I had no training for. I had baby-sat as a teenager, and I had watched other young moms handle their children, so I had spectator information at best. Pretty soon, I would be the guardian of one little life, and the task seemed enormous. Of course, by this time it was too late to turn back the clock.

The happy day came in May. I remember the awe and pleasure at seeing the perfectly formed child in my arms. My now grown daughter likes to say of her children, that she ‘made them from scratch.’ As the days passed in quick succession, his father and I were immersed by fire into the day-to-day challenge that is parenthood. With no license, no training, and no experience, the job of caring for and molding a small human was a monumental assignment. Of course, I had ‘how to’ books, parental advise, and my own intuition, but most days those three guides were in conflict with each other.

The days turned into weeks, turned into months, turned into years. Today, I am proud to call my children my best friends. They are no more children in that they require no parenting. They have grown into amazingly responsible adults, who are making positive contributions in their circles of influence. As very often happens, today I was able to spend a few moments on the phone with them, hearing about their successes and their plans. Their futures are bright. As I hang up the phone, I remember the words of my dear friend Pat. Pat and I talk regularly, but at infrequent intervals. She is a wealth of knowledge, and encouragement. As I mused about the successes and futures of my children, I smiled. I heard Pat tell me that my ‘bones were fat.’

This reference comes from Proverbs 15:30: The light of the eyes rejoiceth the heart: and a good report maketh the bones fat.

Until next time, enjoy your children. It is my prayer that you only hear good reports, and ‘your bones are fat!’

Dr. Polly


About Polly Heil-Mealey, ND, P.Sc., HHP, M.Ed., C.C.I.

Dr. Polly Heil-Mealey is the Past-President of the International Iridology Practitioners Association (IIPA), as well as an IIPA Certified Iridologist with a Master’s Degree in Education, and a Naturopathic degree. She has been involved in education and Biblical health care since 1994. Dr. Polly has been active in both television and radio, presenting community service programs covering various topics. An international traveler, she gives seminars on alternative health practices, incorporating iridology and Biblical nutritional counseling. Dr. Polly now uses her expert ability to communicate vital and useful information to help her clients build or restore their health. One of Dr. Polly’s greatest passions is to see her clients restore their health through natural therapies. Every success story confirms the need for education in holistic practices. Dr. Polly brings a high level of dedication and commitment to her clientele. She has touched the lives of many with her concern and selfless devotion. The verse “My people perish for lack of knowledge,” is a scripture that touches every level of society. As clients learn and understand holistic protocols, they are able to improve their health drastically by incorporating diet and lifestyle changes. Dr. Polly is married to Stephen Hale, and together they have eight children. Both are very active in their church and serve on various boards in their community. Dr. Polly is also the director of Women’s Ministries of her church. Dr. Polly and Stephen reside in Humble, Texas.
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