I’m dilated to a four, and am anxiously awaiting our little lady’s arrival. Today as I sat in her pink nursery, I couldn’t help but wonder if this little unnamed girl will look like her older sister, Preslee.
I feel like I’ve come such a long way over the past six years. With each pregnancy I desperately hoped and prayed for another little girl. I’ll admit I always left the doctor’s office disappointed after learning each boy’s gender. After having twin boys, I started accepting that maybe having another daughter just wasn’t in the cards for us. But today as I sat in the nursery and as each one of my boys found their way in and we sat there giggling and discussing that their baby sister would be here soon, I couldn’t help but feel grateful for Heavenly Father’s plan and was reminded that He knows me better than I know myself.
There’s nothing I love more than my three boys. I simply cannot imagine life without any of them. They each bring something special to our family, and I love how much they love one another due to being close in age. (I laugh that I wasn’t so sure about that as well a few years ago) I now feel like enough time has passed, that having a girl won’t be as painful as it could have been just following Preslee’s death. I feel like we’ve been given six years to heal and are now ready to just love on and celebrate another little girl in our home. The timing feels perfect and I know He was aware of our needs the entire time.
As I realize our family will soon be complete, I’m filled with more gratitude than I could have ever imagined. God is good, and I’m grateful He is aware of each and everyone of us. I simply cannot wait to hold another little girl in my arms and can’t wait to introduce her to all of you.
Fingers crossed that she arrives soon!