| Written by Trish |
There is a certain kind of immense joy and anticipation in waiting for that first child to arrive, something indescribable and almost unbelievable in itself. Fast forward to that day when we found out about our second little one already 8 weeks on the way, I remember not knowing quite what to do. He hadn’t been planned at the time, and with the first just 8 months or so old, I felt like I wasn’t quite ready for our family of three to grow to four just yet. I remember my reaction was just to cuddle my little Jesse for a good long while as it sunk in. Luckily, God had a good plan when He decided that the journey of bringing a child into the world would take a good nine months. By the time Luke arrived, he was the best thing our family could have ever received and it brings us so much joy to see the way our two boys have grown up together, incredibly close – hopefully for life.
So this brings me to number three. After recovering from the energy drain of having two little boys just fifteen months apart, this one came along with careful consideration. Yet, when people ask how I feel about growing into a family of five, I don’t think I have quite processed what that means. The best thing, though, is that no matter what, the little ones have already created a beautiful loving environment and our eldest at least has never forgotten to say goodnight to the baby ever since he found out about his or her existence. He was also quite adamant that he wanted to tell the waiter at the pizza place the other night that we needed seating for five.
As my belly grows, so will these thoughts. But for now, I’m thankful all is well thus far and I know that no matter how much life might change with this new addition come winter, our family will seem even more complete than it already is. Funny how that happens, but I’m so very glad it does.