Okay, it's been about 3 hours since I found out that yes, I am indeed pregnant! I had a feeling this time. In all the time since Silas's birth, there were times I might've thought I was pregnant, but didn't actually take a test. I told Beau I was going to take a test next Friday but secretly decided to do it a week early so that I could surprise him if it was positive. He was definitely surprised!

Of course, the test I had in my cabinet was so old that it had already expired. But I figured that if the test was going to be "bad", it would lean more toward a false negative than a false positive. At least that's what I'm hoping. I'll go get another test today just to make sure...

{The next one is positive, too!}

It's weird how different each of the excitements of finding out have been. With Luke, we had been trying for a year and almost didn't believe it. With Silas, we were totally caught off guard and thrilled. With this one, it feels as if God is continuing His plan for our family. With each one, I got a certain feeling in the pit of my stomach as I thought about being pregnant - kind of like the anticipation of Christmas morning - and I'm getting it right now as I type this.

I want this baby to know: how much you're wanted and loved and how happy we are to have you be a part of our family. You will have the two best brothers we could hope for, who are going to be thrilled to have you in our family (I hope! They've said so before!) I hope you love our family as much as we love you, and we pray that God has you in His hands both now and always.