Christopher

Christopher is my oldest baby. 

He is now eight years old. I can't believe it! 

He loves all things science - especially chemistry and anatomy.

He loves Jesus with his whole heart. I will never forget being told by the

child care workers at the gym that at 3 yrs old he had  gathered

all the other children up and was telling them about Jesus!

My dad took this picture to send to Gerber when he was about 9 months old.

Christopher is gorgeous, obviously, and he was my first child and my parents

first grandchild so we all thought he was amazing and the it was a crime 

not to share him with the world.

One thing you should know about this boy. 

He is, first and foremost, a big brother. And he loves it!

He takes his job very serious!

This was the moment he first met his first sibling, Samantha.

And here he is delighting in his brother.

The second thing I should tell you about Christopher 

is that he only has two speeds - stop and fast.

He does everything big - loves big, plays big, laughs big!

Anyway, I figured if I was going to be talking about him I might as well introduce him.

Meet my son Christopher.

You have how many kids?!

I once heard Dr. Voddie Baucham say that "a fruitful vine" is not the attitude in America. It's more like "a boy for me and a girl for you and praise the Lord we're finally through." He went on to say that even in the church it like if you are pregnant with baby #4 or 5 or 6 people start having prayer meetings for you. "Oh God,
please deliver her from this oppression."

Within the past week or so I have been honored with three people making comments to me about how many kids I have and basically that I need to be done now (with a certain inference that I should've been done before this pregnancy).

My children are 8, 6, and 2 years old. I hate the terrible two's. Ok, not really. I loge watching them learn and hearing the sudden explosion in vocabulary. Bu the messes and declarations of self-will - I am pretty tired of that. With that said, I love having kids and I personally enjoy the nay-sayers. I also feel a little sad for them. I'm not suggesting that everyone have four children (although I'd be tickled pink if my brother and sister did because I love being an aunt). But it is sad to think that the joy of four children can actually baffle people. I just have to wonder what their parenting experience is. Is the blessing of a home filled with laughter really that inconceivable to them?! How can that be?!

Whenever someone else gets pregnant in my MOPS group there are always a few ladies that comment that they are sooo glad it is not them. And each time I hear a comment like that I wonder if I will ever feel that way. We are pretty much out of room here - six people in 1000 sq ft and a rainy climate. Also, I am not exactly a spring chicken anymore. But with my fourth on the way I can honestly envision a time where I am going to be sad that I am done having children - a kind of longing for something I can't have. How can some people find having four kids so unimaginable and I find only have four kids a little sad?!

Anyway, I am blessed. I am blessed and I am gratef and I love all of my blessings - including the one in bedwho is going to wake me before dawn tomorrow, the one who is wiggling next to me right now, the one who has been having a major attitude problem lately, and the one fluttering in my tummy.

Now or Later?

Week 17!
Can you believe we are in week 17 already? I feel a little flutter in my tummy.I can't wait until I am feeling big kicks! My favorite part of pregnancy is feeling y baby moving around inside.


We already have three children in our family. My oldest sone is eight years old. My daughter recently turned six years old. The family baby is our youngest son who is two years old.

When I was pregnant with my oldest I honestly has no preference or opinion regarding gender so we waited until delivery to find out his gender. And we even had a couple of ultrasounds where my hubby and I had to look away to keep the baby's gender a surprise.

We found out that my daughter was a girl more or less as a gift to my grandpa.

Because the kids were five and three when I was pregnant with number three we found out the gender to help make it real to them and get them used to the idea.

This time around our youngest is so little that he isn't going to understand until it is almost here. And the other two are so old that they both know what is going on.

So, should we find out the baby's gender? What are your thoughts?

I do have to say that my daughter would really like a girl so my only debate is if advance notice that she is getting a brother would be best or would it be better to wait until she can see her adorable baby brother and hold him to find out that he has an outie not an innie. (Anytime she would find out it's a girl would be a great time.)

So, what do you think?