Maggie turned three two days ago. She woke me up that morning by stumbling into our room and standing by my side of the bed. Instead of climbing in like she usually does, she asked me to hold her like a baby and rock her. She’ll never know what a gift she gave her mama in the early hours of that morning.
As I was rocking her, singing “Potta Fountah” (aka “Come Thou Fount,” her favorite), I thought about how big she is, how much she’s grown and how tiny she was in the hospital, this little person who took forever to come into this world. And I thought about her sweet sister asleep in the crib, probably sucking her first two fingers exactly the way she did when the nurse put her in my arms for the first time. My mind turned to New Baby, just fourteen weeks along and already so treasured and adored.
I thought about the mystery of life, that a Creator so great would know me so intimately. That He would give me the desires of my heart, even when I don’t feel capable, even when it’s not according to the calendar I ridiculously planned. And I thought about grace that smooths over fear like a mother soothing a hot forehead and I could not think of anything more in this world that I wanted.
So on this gloriously Good Friday, as we celebrate the sacrifice of our Savior, I’m so excited to share this news with you! Baby Number Three will debut somewhere around the 22nd of September and we couldn’t be more excited! This also happens to explain a lot of my blogging absence because this pregnancy has been waaaaay different from the last two and I’m just. so. tired. I’ve been feeling much more energetic as of late, though, so here’s hoping that the second trimester treats us right! We’ll be finding out Baby’s gender in about a month, so stay tuned for that…and have an incredibly blessed, peaceful, and joyful Easter Holiday!