When I first found out I was pregnant with Nolan, I cried. We had been through an extremely hard season of life, Braden and Ethan were at great ages, I had just sold all of our baby things at our garage sale and we had shifted into a new phase of life. I always had thought we would have three kids (or more!) but had let that go and was very content with our two sons. Then the pregnancy stick said ‘pregnant’ and I bawled. It seemed ungrateful to cry over something that so many couples long for. That compounded my guilt. and sadness. and tears. I was a wreck. I couldn’t comprehend what I was missing out on. . .
And then he arrived. The U-turn our lives made back into the baby direction was so satisfying and so unbelievably sweet. The clothes, the sweet smelling lotion, the soft blankets, the warm baths, the cooing, the crying, ohhhh, it was all so refreshing to have in our home. To have him in our home. We are so grateful for little Nolan and are savoring the sweetness his life has brought to our family.
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