And baby makes 5!

I am 32 weeks pregnant with my third child. I am sure I have mentioned that I have a son and a daughter, so this time around, my husband and I decided to keep the gender a surprise. Nobody, except the good Lord, knows what we are having this time. We are really excited to meet this new little one, and we are surprisingly not anxious at all about "what it will be." Now, just recently we realized just how pregnant I actually am...I am 32 weeks...that means there are only 8 weeks left until my due date. And as we all know, a due date is an estimate. My daughter, who is now 4, was 16 days early. And my son, now 18 months, was 5 days early. So if we follow trend, it will not necessarily be 8 full weeks until this bundle of joy arrives. While realizing this not so new information, we started to panic, just a little bit. We have clothes and blankets for a boy and a girl, so we just thought, we are all set right? We didn't think about the things that we will need to buy or dig out of storage. So, although it was a short list, we started to chip away at it. We are breathing a little easier now that we are getting things organized.

Now, just because we started to get things ready for baby, doesn't mean that reality had hit us full on. Today I had a check up with my OB today. He measures my belly, listens to baby's heart beat, and asks if I have any questions or concerns. I tell him no. He then responds this way. "OK, everything looks great, we will schedule your last 2 week appointment today and then I will see you every week! Have a great day!" Wait a minute, what?! I am going to be seeing you every week...already?! This is real. This is happening. And it is happening so incredibly fast! I have been a stay at home mom of 2 for so long, things have become routine. I am going to have a 4 year old, a 2 year old, and a newborn baby at home. We are going to be a family of 5! We are going to have sleepless nights, midnight feedings, emotional siblings, and long days. But how blessed am I that my family is healthy and growing?! There are women that cannot have children of their own. There are families that have children with mild to serious health issues. There are children that have parents that don't want them, or don't care for them. God has blessed my life in ways that I could never have imagined possible. And the best part is, that He blessed me with 3 (almost :)) children to care for and to love, but they are just on loan from Him. Ultimately my children are God's children. He has given them to me as gifts to bring joy to my life. To help me learn and grow with them. What a gift, and what confidence my creator must have in me. So, my growing family of 5, however stressful, however overwhelming, is my joy. Because that is what God intended them to be for me. Thank you Lord for trusting me with your children. I know I fail at times, but you still believe I can do it!