Letter to my pea in a pod

Dear Little One -

This past week I have started to feel you inside of me. I always long for this time, because this is the first moment I feel I am really able to bond with you. It's amazing to hear your heartbeat, see you move around on a moniter, but this physical connection makes me feel closest to you. That little kick or movement across my belly is reassurance that you are still slowly growing inside of me. Keep getting stronger little one, because your family is all very anxious to meet you.

I want you to know how much your father and I already love and desire to have you in our lives. Back a year or so ago, we began contemplating if we should add another child to our family. It seemed I felt different almost every day. One day I was content entertaining your two sisters and pondered at how life had finally come to the point where it was comfortable. Your sisters were old enough that I didn't feel overwhelmed all the time with the wonderful responsibility of caring for a baby or toddler. Your father and I could each hold a child's hand, each put a child to bed, have one on one attention. I knew having a third child would mean your dad and I would be outnumbered. There was a sense of insecurity in the possibility of "rocking the boat." It seemed like such a hard decision...do we have a third child or don't we. What did God want us to do? Would having a third overwhelm our marriage? I have to say we never thought this hard about having your sisters. After all I knew I wanted at least one child, hence with God's blessing Kyra was born. Katie, well God made that decision for us. He gave us the unexpected blessing of your second sister. But you, you were the hardest. Until thoughts of you were consuming my mind daily. I knew our family just wasn't complete. I figured if I thought this much of an unborn child, then surely you were meant to be.

The next month we began trying to conceive you. We planned dates for your arrival and perfect timing of ovulation, but that didn't seem to work. After months of disappointment, I began to wonder if God really wanted us to have a third child and maybe it was just my own desire. I contemplated giving up, and putting in the towel. Maybe it was sign from God saying, you need to be content with the wonderful children you've been given. After all I know that I am deeply blessed and I should not want for anything. I also know we had put a lot of trust in the function of our own bodies, and had not relied more on God. We had tried putting things in our control, instead of having faith in Our Savior. The next month we decided not to "try" so hard. We weren't going to look at dates or time everything. And you know what? That was the month you were conceived!

I know now that even though your dad and I strongly desired to have you in our family, it was all in God's timing. He knew my desires, but He also knows the perfect time for you to enter into our lives. So grow little one. I look forward to feeling more kicks and elbows, because it means you are very much alive inside of me. And the fatigue and achy legs I can endure, knowing that in just 4 1/2 short more months I can hold you in my arms.

Lots of love,

Tiny Talk Tuesday

The little ones in our house have been yucking it up this week, here are some of their comments that made us laugh:

During quiet time:
Mom: Kyra, I have a lot of laundry to do, so your going to have to find some quiet activity to do for the next hour or so.
Kyra: That's okay mom, I have a lot of pictures to draw. There are lots of people who need pictures.
Mom: Alright then, let's get to work! (Meanwhile, I sneak to the computer room to quick check my email before digging into the laundry. A few short minutes later, Kyra finds me in the room.)
Kyra: Mom, can I play a computer game?
Mom: Kyra, I just got on the computer, besides I thought you had lots of pictures that needed to be drawn!
Kyra: Well, I thought you had lots of laundry that needed to be folded!
(She got me there. Wow, what a little smarty pants. She's getting too smart for her age.)

During dinner time:
Dad: What do you think about getting some chickens for around the house?
Mom: Oh, don't even get me started. We are NOT going to do more farming then you already do right now.
Dad: Why don't we ask the girls (sure let's get them to gang up on mom!). Katie would you like some chickens?
Katie: I want chicken nuggets!
(There's my girl. You're not going to find any chickens peckin around our household, or else he'll meet the deep fryer pretty quickly!)

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Wordless Wednesday

Kyra's teacher approached me last Wednesday to tell me congratulations after Kyra drew and shared this picture during class. Melt. My. Heart.

Tiny Talk Tuesday

The little ones (and perhaps not so little ones) are chattin it up these past few weeks. Here's a few of the cute things they've said:

While coloring at the kitchen table:
Kyra: Mommy, there are so many people having babies! You have a baby in your tummy, and you have two friends that have babies in their tummies.
Mom: I know, isn't that exciting?
Kyra: Does Rudy have a baby in his tummy?
Mom: Umm...no. He's a boy. And boy's don't have babies.
Kyra: Well...we need to get him a girl then!
(Anyone want to explain a neutered dog to her?)

While thinking of N objects we could bring for N week at school:
Mom: Hmmm...there's a nest, but I don't think we could find one of those this time of year (in my head I kept thinking of adjective and verb N words, but had trouble coming up with an object). Oh, I know how about a nickel!
Kyra: Mommyyy! I can't show everyone in my class my nickels on my body!
Mom: Kyra, no silly, a nickel is a type of money.
(fyi, many kids in class that day showed their nickels...money that is! Good thing I straightened her out before school!)

While playing with some other kids:
Little girl: I got a leapster for Christmas, what did you get?
Katie: I got a Christmas too!
(evidently she didn't quite get the question. But she seemed happy enough that they both had Christmas!)

And this is from the newest member to Tiny Talk:
While packing and getting ready to go to Chicago:
Dad: Honey did you pack my dress up shoes?
Mom: Noo, but I did pack your dress shoes. Did you want me to pack your pink sparkly shoes or the purple ones with bows?
(I got a glaring look for that one and will probably get another one when he finds out I shared it with everyone! But it was worth it. Evidently he's been hanging around little girls a little too much!)

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