"For Everything there is a season..."

Well everyone, I've spoken too soon. I got WAY too excited when I found out I was expecting that I just wanted to shout it from the mountain tops, and what better way to do that than to post it on your blog? (Well and then there's Facebook, but I wasn't quite ready for that.) This past weekend, Chris, the boys and I went camping. I wasn't feeling great but wanted to go camping so badly. What's a little morning sickness and body aches? Nothing I couldn't handle. Over the weekend, the aches got worse and I started cramping. By the time we were headed back home from our little stay-cation on Sunday late afternoon, I was in pain. I realized that it was possible that I was having a miscarriage. So I called the Dr. and Monday I went in for them to draw my blood and check my HCG levels. They asked me to come back on Wednesday morning to check it again. If I didn't miscarry then my hormones should have doubled. As you might have guessed by now, my hormones did not double.
The news is definitely saddening, especially since I have wanted another baby pretty much since I popped Cody out. But I know that "For everything there is a season..." And that if it's meant to happen, then it will. This is merely just paving the way for the right little spirit to come into our family. It also makes me feel very grateful for the two perfect and special little spirits that I already have.

THEY ARE MY WHOLE WORLD!

(don't mind the food in my teeth)