Saltine crackers. Crumbs in bed. Sea Bands. Peppermint tea. Munching all day long. Preggie Pops. Food aversions.
These are just a few of the words and phrases that describe the last eight weeks of my life. It’s a familiar place–this first trimester–though I never thought I would see it again. Three girls made our family, and with that we were content. We were ready to move out of the baby and toddler stage and grow older with our three precious daughters.
Little did we know, our story was about to take a major turn.
In my heart and in Aaron’s, the Lord was moving and preparing us for the next step. And one day we knew without a doubt what He wanted for us—to have another child.
Today we joyfully announce that I am 12 weeks pregnant. This little baby inside me is wiggling, kicking and squirming, and I love it. I can’t say I love the unending nausea, but that hopefully will not last much longer.
The baby’s due date is July 16, 2011.
Grandma Mayes says
Tahnks for the posting. I look almost every day. 🙂
God willing I sure hope that the nausea goes away soon.
You look amazing! I hope you start to feel better soon. That is the worst part. Please call if you need meals or anything. Praying for you and baby!!
Thank you, Jen, for beautifully sharing God’s story for you and Aaron. His story for you wonderfully impacts His story for us, and we are blessed. We can’t wait to meet baby #4, whom having not seen, we love.