Baby #4

No, I'm not pregnant. But, Noah told me last night that "God was making my baby". See, Noah keeps asking when we're going to have another baby. He really wants us to. Not just that, but he specifically wants a sister. Named "Pecans" (where he comes up with these names I'll never know). Anyway... so, Noah is pretty set on this "have another baby" thing. Probably 2 or so months ago he asked "Mom, when are you going to have another baby". Well, I told him that we probably wouldn't have another baby. And to this he replied "You need to pray about it". Wow. Then, again last night he asked about said baby. And, he said he wanted a sister. AND THEN when he prayed he asked God to put a baby in my belly. Seriously??? Oh, and Nate backs him up 100% and said we should name his sister "Annie" (which is super cute by the way).

So, there you have it. The boys want another baby. A sister. However, it doesn't work that way. First of all, we had pretty much decided that we were done after Nicholas. We always said "3 or 4 kids", but three is a good number. I like it. We can handle three. And, we've been so incredibly blessed. Three healthy boys..what more could one want?? They are all unique and special and a gift from God. Plus, it's kind of nice to be getting out of the baby stage. Nicholas is sleeping better (yes!!) and is getting more independent. I can reason with him more now and he understands so much. It's really great. And, I think about traveling and doing fun things with the boys the older they get (Disney World in a few years, etc.). It would be a little harder to do those things with another baby. And, plus these little people ain't cheap! :)

However...........there is another side. Another side of me that thinks, what if?? I have to admit I have baby fever. It's pretty bad. It doesn't help that two of my cousins have new babies. I got to visit with one of those cousins on Friday and held her new baby, Henry. Oh.my.goodness. I wanted to run out of the door with him and take him home. He was all snuggled up with me with his sweet little newborn body..I just buried my nose in his hair and took in that newborn smell. There is nothing like it.
And, I feel so sad to think I'll never be pregnant again. Never nurse a baby again. Because I was one of those weirdos that actually loved being pregnant. I had great pregnancies! And, I don't mind the newborn stage..I actually love it. I can handle the sleep deprivation and all that stuff. I don't know. I think I am just meant to have babies :)

So, there you have it. Will we have another baby? Probably not. That's what my head says. We actually said we were going to discuss it this summer and make a final and probably "permanent" decision. What does my heart say? Yes, yes, yes! I would love another baby. What do we do? Well, I think I'll take the advice from my wise six year old..and pray about it. Because, ultimately He knows what is right and best for our family.