Telling Daddy

I’ve been remiss in posting—I feel awful! I guess that’s good news for baby. He or she is definitely causing a shock to my system, which means all the hormones have kicked it into high gear.

As I said before, we were quite surprised that we’re expecting our third child so soon. I truly expected the test to be negative when I took it. It was there, so I figured it was worth putting my mind at rest, with an upcoming dental surgery (which has been postponed indefinitely). I couldn’t believe it.

Then came the fun of telling my husband. The man who has been surprised each and every time I’ve told him there was a little bundle on the way. The one who asked, “What is it?” when I gave him the positive test the second time.

(Gabby's announcement to Justin)

I had read about a girl who wrote a little poem to tell her husband. I didn’t know precisely where to go back and find the original, so I made up my own. I had it sitting at his place when he got home from work.

I wanted to write

A little note from
Me to you.

Please know I love you,
Regardless of where we are,
Even when life is difficult.
God will be with our family
Never forsaking us
Always with us.
Now read this from
Top to bottom.

He kept asking, “You’re kidding, right?!”

We spent the entire night laughing every time our eyes met. It reminded me so much of the story of Sarah. We weren’t laughing in disbelief, but surprise. Maybe baby should be named Isaac?

God has such a way of turning our lives in directions we couldn’t or wouldn’t ever take ourselves. I’m not sure why, but I know he Knows the plans he has for Justin, the girls, this baby, and me. In some ways I was ready for another baby, but in my mind I knew it was fiscally irresponsible. Perhaps He just decided to take the burden of that decision from me. Or perhaps this baby has a great purpose to fulfill. I can’t wait to see.