I've always loved babies.
It started with my first 'baby', Mimi, the doll pictured above, whom I recently introduced to my boys.
The next baby that entered my life made an impression on me that has lasted a lifetime: my 'baby' sister.
I cried tears of joy at the tender age of seven when my parents told my older sister and me that they were expecting after years of praying for another child.
I can still remember her newborn smell that seemed to enchant anything that touched her.
For some reason that only God knows, babies didn't come easily in my little girl world as I watched many of the women in my family struggle with some form of infertility.
One of the greatest perks of being homeschooled in high school was the fact that I was surrounded by babies, not to mention babysitting jobs!
I mother's helped, babysat and nannied my way through middle school, high school, college and even beyond.
One thing I was certain of was that if I ever got married, I would make it my goal to have as many babies as possible!
At 22 when I realized that I would most likely not be getting married at 23 as my mom had, I decided to go to nursing school with the goal of becoming a midwife. That would be my back up plan so that I could still fill my world with babies.
Well, that never came to fruition as I met my husband a year into nursing school and was married a year after that.
Our first baby boy was born a month before our first anniversary, our second baby boy arrived twenty two months later and our third baby boy arrived twenty two months after that. We had a littlle break with two and a half years before our fourth baby boy arrived and then... miscarriages.
We now have two perfect souls in heaven adoring God!
It was surprising and surreal after those two losses when we were able to see a very much alive baby sucking its thumb and squirming around on the screen at that first ultrasound. While we have always tried not to take for granted the ability to bring children into the world, there's nothing quite like a miscarriage to make that gratitude resonate.
So, here we are, anxiously and joyfully anticipating this baby's arrival, curious to see whether God will bless us with our fifth boy or our first girl, and thanking Him so very much for entrusting us with another precious soul.
All for the glory of God!