We told the kids today, boy are they bouncing off the walls with excitement. All the things I worry about, they are totally ok with. My fatigue and exhaustion, they don't care. Not being able to do all the things I thought that they thought were important, they don't care. They are both absolutely positive that it will be a boy. I am trying to brace them for either but it is no use. It is fun to see them so excited. It makes me realize that even though they fight and bicker and drive each other crazy, that they love having each other. They love having more and more kids.
Jack said, boy you just turned 37, you are going to be like Abraham, over a hundred years old and still popping out the kids! I had to laugh. At 9 years old, 37 and 100 are pretty close.
I also told my dad and my mom this week and they didn't freak out like I thought they might. I guess they know that I love being a mommy. More than anything, I know everyone just worries because of the past and all the heartbreak and how hard it has been on my body. I get it. I feel total peace. Everyone is wanting to be sure I am seeing the specialist, and I am. All continues to be well. I don't feel anything however if I lay down in the middle of the day, I am snoring immediately. A sure sign for me that I am pregnant. For the first few months all I want to do is sleep.
Another random blessing is that my friend Julie still has my maternity clothes. The thought of all new clothes sounded appealing but I would rather not have to spend the money. She kept them for me, even though I thought I told her to give them away. It is a blessing.
I am without all of my 0-12 month clothes and some other random baby things. But the Lord will provide. It could be much worse. Issie is just 15 months so I am not totally removed from the baby stage (except in my mind of course).
Thank you all for your continued prayers. I will keep you posted.
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