Excitement

While Daniel and I have been excited about this pregnancy since we found out that we were expecting again, part of me has felt completely unprepared for (and honestly, a little worried about) life with three.  I am of the opinion that you can never completely prepare for parenthood or the challenges it presents.  You simply deal with it as it comes with the strength that only comes by the grace of God.  I'm not at all sure how this is going to work.  How will I get her to sleep at nap time with two very active toddlers?  How will I discipline them when I'm carrying a newborn?  How will I ever find the time to cook dinner (much less do the laundry!)?  What happens when they all get sick? 

But over the past few weeks, the reality of her has begun to set in.  We had another ultrasound to check her size (I was measuring a bit small, but they estimated that she is above 50th percentile in weight).    

Isn't she pretty?  Seeing again her makes this a bit more real, and makes me even more excited to meet her.  

And, because we had our first baby in Hawaii, where it is always summer, we needed some Chicago winter baby type clothes.  Seeing these little pink things around daily makes me so excited to meet the little girl that will fill them. 

I know it won't be easy, but I trust that God will again provide the strength and wisdom to parent these little ones, and the grace to fill in the gaps when I can't be everything to everyone.  I really can't wait to meet this little bundle of sweetness, to have her resting on my chest, sighing her baby sighs.

Ava can't wait to meet her either.  She told me that she wants to rock her to sleep and play dress up with her.  She will be a good big sister.  She drew this picture of "baby sister in Mommy's belly" a couple of days ago. 

Timmy might be the only one of us not excited to meet her.  I think that he has no idea whatsoever what is about to occur.  Even if he did, I think he would have a very rough adjustment.  He really likes to be carried.  He screams when he doesn't get what he wants.  He really likes his mama. You can pray for his little heart.  I will be.