And baby makes 3...kids that is.

    While pregnant with Kayla I had a reoccurring feeling that someone was missing from our family. When heading out of the house, leaving church or tromping through Target I was always looking for another head to count. I had to remind myself that the other head I was looking for was still in my belly! I figured my subconscious was just preparing for another little one running around. But even after Kayla's arrival I still had that distinct feeling that there was someone missing. I bet you know what I'm getting at.
    I haven't had that feeling of someone missing since Dean was born. When doing that mental sweep us moms do I know I'm accountable for three little bodies.
Sometimes I shake my head in disbelief. I have three children?! When did this happen? Weren't we just two love puppies in college?! Time flies!
I am so so grateful. So blessed.
My heart is full! And so is our house, my lap and our car!! I can't say that means we are done having children. To be honest all three pregnancies weren't the most fun. I think my body in done. There were definitely joyous times but the not so fun times were there also. So if birthing three children is all God wants of me that's great! But if he says we are having more we will be faithful in that too. Adoption is also something Thomas and I are excited about.
Raising children gives us a wonderful depiction of God's unfailing love for us! We see how short we fall in loving our children and to know He loves us perfectly is humbling.

Behold, children are a heritage from the Lord, the fruit of the womb a reward.
Like arrows in the hand of a warrior are the children of one's youth.
Blessed is the man who fills his quiver with them!
He shall not be put to shame when he speaks with his enemies in the gate. ~ Psalm 127:3-5