“I’m so tired and I can’t figure out why.”
“Ha! You’re probably pregnant.”
Those casual words from a friend were the catalyst for the discovery of my surprise third pregnancy.
Surprise!! You got knocked up!
And aren’t I glad I did! God’s apparent hand in the conception of Henry is glaring! “I’m done having kids” I told friends with a cavalier grin. I planned not. I had no idea that a particular twinkle in Nick’s eye would become a Henry. I forfeit any credit or control when it comes to my third baby. He is a blessing, a rich albeit unexpected one.
There are moments, several times a day, that I am overwhelmed by the blessing of my newest little love. I feel like shouting “I love it, I love it, I LOVE IT!” Mary Katherine Gallagher style. This baby is an in your face reminder that God is merciful to a sinner like me. That every good and perfect gift is from above.
Henry is a polite, loveable, amicable, smiley, happy baby. Henry has the strength of 10 babies, is a stellar sleeper, and only has pooped on me a handful of times. He’s a gentleman and a genuinely nice guy. When I look at Henry I see plain as day that God’s plan is best and Kaley’s plan is, well, trifling and worthless.
“Then sings my soul, My savior God to thee. How great thou art!”
I LOVE IT!!!!!