It's crazy to think that life is changing all over again. We will be welcoming a sweet, young man into our family in June. Currently, I am up at odd hours of the night since I can't sleep. It seems a more frequent occurrence, as my belly grows. I would love to be in dream world right now, but instead, I'll update my blog and work on baby shower decorations for a friend's shower tomorrow (oh, wait...that would be today). Cameron is snoozing, and I'm planning to make him a hot breakfast, which is something we almost never enjoy together anymore.
Seeing our son via ultrasound was an incredible wonder. I now feel pregnant. I knew I was before, but it didn't feel quite real. Even when I started to feel him kick, I still hadn't seen his face or known whether to call him 'he' or 'she'. We don't have a nursery, yet, and probably won't until after birth. We plan to have little man in our room for a few months, at least. Still, it's fun to be getting his closet ready. :) I had a very strong feeling this was a boy, and a couple weeks ago (with a spurt of energy), washed, dried, and hung all the newborn and 0-3 month clothes we had for Levi. Cameron was kind enough to clear 1/2 of his dresser drawer for diapering equipment and that is prepped with newborn disposables.
In this sweet time of my life, I am not complaining about a thing. I love that my back and hips are sore and I can't sleep at night, since I know it means that God is preparing me to be a mother again. When Levi died, I remember friends and strangers telling me that they would never take their precious ones for granted or moan during nightly feedings or scream sessions. That made me feel like we made a difference together and I vowed to do the same when the LORD again blessed us with children. Levi still lives in my heart and my memories, and God is doing a wondrous miracle in bringing me to love another little boy. We can't wait to meet him!