I can’t believe that when I was 20-24 I thought I would never have a baby of my own, and at 40 I am pregnant for the fourth time! Those years of torment helped me appreciate not only what a gift my children were, how necessary it is to have a serious talk before marriage about family  and children. If I had been honestly informed of my ex-husband’s known inability to have children, I still might have married him, I just wouldn’t have wasted so much time basically trying to get pregnant by myself. God lovingly allowed me to become immediately pregnant with my firstborn so that I didn’t have to spend another moment in despair.

After more than a decade of being the only girl in a house full of males (including the pets), I am finally going to have a partner in crime. I found out the baby is a girl and I cannot wait to share in “girl stuff”. I love my boys and I have loved doing things that they enjoy, but it’s just not the same. I can tell you that I’m not much of a shopper, but it’s all I can do not to spend every dime on all things pink and lacy. I’m not much of a girly girl myself, so I’m not expecting a diva. I could even handle a tomboy. Whatever she is, she will be a little princess, because her older brothers are going to spoil her rotten. I daresay there won’t be a boy brave enough to come within five miles of our house as long as there are big brothers around! This is going to be the adventure of a lifetime!