A long while back, I wondered out loud about having another child.
You can reminisce with me here.
In my perfect world, I would have loved for that to have happened 2 years ago.
I would have been younger and thinner.
Well, maybe just younger!
But, I guess it wasn't the right time.
Last year around this time, when I found out the dreaded moving news, I was not happy. NOT.HAPPY. But you know that story already. I was beyond devastated about everything I was asked to give up-friends, schools, church, work.
That is when I pulled the "baby" card out of my back pocket again.
He knew that feeling had never gone away for me. And I don't believe it was a matter of him not wanting another child. For him, it was all those things that come along with-time, money, space, etc. The things that we turn into worries. I am not saying that these are not valid concerns, but that was not what my heart was thinking about.
I love love love my kids! And it is not that my life would not have been perfectly complete with just them. I know had a different decision been made then God would have known how to fill that space in my heart.
But instead, He is filling my heart with my desire.
And my belly.
And my hips!
More about the hips tomorrow!