We had our 20 week ultrasound last week. After careful consideration, Todd and I decided to bring the whole family along. After all, if we're going to be pro-life, we need to show folks what it is like to have a large family. We prepped the children and talked extensively about our expectations for their behavior. They were all fabulously behaved. Esther and Eleanor took a little bribing (Dum-dum suckers did the trick!) but were remarkably quiet and still.
We decided that we wanted to find out the gender of our baby. Joseph would need some time to adjust to the idea of yet another sister if that was the case. We all patiently waited as the technician took all the necessary measurements. After about 10 minutes, she asked if we were ready to know. I replied, "Only if you're absolutely sure." She smiled at me as the room became absolutely silent. "It's a boy!" she exclaimed and then proved it to me with the ultrasound image. I don't think Joseph quit smiling that whole day! He called each set of grandparents to share the news and has told even random strangers about his new baby brother.
I was thinking about this...I'm pregnant with a boy. It's been a long time since I carried a boy. Joseph will be 8 years old in just another week. I've been much more tired and nauseous this time around, but that may just be because I'm older and busier with more children. Who knows?
The house is buzzing with talk about the baby. What shall we name him? Who will he look like? And most importantly in the minds of the children - Who gets to sit next to him in the van? We are all so anxious to meet him!
I appreciate all of your prayers and well wishes. Please continue to pray for the health of our baby Gyver and for a safe delivery this February/March.
Lesson Notes: Isaiah the Prophet
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