We have some news in the Campbell house. News that most of you will probably not be shocked to hear. Stella is going to be a big sister!
Let me preface with a few statements for you to linger over, because if you're like any of the people I've talked to over the past few weeks, you're probably wondering these things anyway.
No we are not crazy. I mean we are, but that's not why we are having another baby.
No we were not trying for a boy. We knew we wanted a 4th child no matter what the gender is.
Yes we are excited. Excited, overwhelmed, blessed, and freaking out just a little.
The kids are thrilled. Like really really thrilled. Lucy tells me everyday how excited she is to have a new baby, and Annie asks me almost everyday if the new baby is coming yet. I told Mark that telling Annie may have been a little premature since she has zero concept of time, or really zero concept of anything.
No it wasn't planned. But it wasn't much of a shock either. But I promise you that if we were planning on getting pregnant at a certain time I would NOT have picked August as a due date. I've been pregnant through the summer before and I didn't want to do it again. January or February would have been nice. But August it is. God is funny like that, and we are excited and thankful. And also if you need me from the months of May-August I will be located in the nearest swimming pool. Kiddie or otherwise.
I feel like crap. No really. When you say you're a little nauseous but otherwise feel great when you're pregnant, I physically want to hurt you. I throw up so much when I'm pregnant that I'm not even sure what not being nauseous or starving feels like. I'm 16 weeks and I'm finally back up to my pre-pregnancy weight....but enough whining. Sickness is normal for me during pregnancies and this one has been no exception. Gatorade will be accepted as a peace offering from you non-sick pregnant people.
Seriously though, we are beyond humbled and grateful to be able to experience another pregnancy and child. I know as well as anyone that pregnancy is a gift. Life is a gift. It is fragile, beautiful, and not our own.
"Children are a gift from The Lord; they are a reward from him." Psalm 127:3
"Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows." James 1:17