And the 5 shall become 6...

As I am finally nearing the end of this long road they call the 1st trimester, we are ready to make it public that we are expecting our 4th baby.  Having just gone through 2 miscarriages in a row, we've been very cautiously optimistic about this one, but I think we are just about out of the danger zone.  I always have this nagging feeling that as soon as I spill the beans something will go wrong.  It's been hard enough to keep the secret this long, so God willing everything turns out okay.  Plus by baby number 4 the abs aren't what they used to be, and it's getting hard to hide!  It seems like no amount of sit-ups can make me what I used to be.  Thankfully my boys are worth all the stretch marks and sagging skin. 

It's getting a little more fun now that I don't feel as nauseated 24/7.  In a couple more weeks I should be bounding with energy (I hope).  I haven't slept for over a week, so hopefully that's just another hormonal 1st trimester thing that will end soon.  At least now when you see me and I look like death warmed over you'll understand why.  I don't think I'm one of those glowing pregnancy gals.  Being pregnant just sucks the life out of me.  It's more a means to an end.  I'm going to try to treasure every moment of this one in case it is my last.

I've been so nervous about the baby being healthy this time that I bought an at-home fetal Doppler to listen to the baby's heart beat.  Definitely the best $60 I've ever spent!  It was funny because when the boys saw me use it for the first time, Big-G immediately said, "Do you have a baby in your tummy?'  Don't know how he knew that.  Then Little-G proceeded to ask me to listen to the baby in his tummy.  So cute!  We're obviously hoping for a girl since this is probably our last try, but a buddy for Little-G would be so great too.  The boys are all saying that they hope it's another boy.  My hubby keeps calling it a "she" (wishful thinking), and I keep calling it a "he."  Obviously only one of us will be right.  I can't stand to wait until May to find out the sex, but I don't have a choice!

Whether it is a boy or a girl doesn't matter as far as my blog goes.  "My Three Sons" has become an irrelevant name.  So here's the start of the next chapter - "The Busy Quiver." There are companies that will bind your blog into a book, which is what I'm planning on doing with the old one.  I'm so horrible at recording cute things the kids do, so this blogging thing is actually going to pay off for me when I get that book!  They will probably appreciate having some record of their childhood when they grow older. 

In the meantime, I'll be praying for God's protection over this little one's life for the next few months while I have so little control and giving Him the glory for every day closer that I make it to the prize - the birthday!  May God's will be done - it's always perfect.