I Need to Change My Nursery

Well, it's official: God is funny. Some people may say, "God works in mysterious ways..." but I prefer to think He's just got a really great sense of humor. In case you're wondering what I'm referencing, Jeremy and I just found out that we're having a boy. That's right. I'm having a boy. Not only has He given me a kid with a peanut allergy...now I have a boy. I self-inflict stress where it's not needed all the time. A boy...oh my goodness...

In fact, over the last several months, I have been reminded of a lot of God's traits...
Let's rewind to April...Jeremy and I lost a baby when I was at 16 weeks. On April 25th we were in the hospital delivering our second child. It was a horrible time and I cannot even begin to explain the depth of sadness that you go through when you're living through that process. God sent me an amazing friend that guided and comforted me. I am forever thankful for you.

So the next three months were a waiting game...waiting until the doctor said that we were okay to try again. Well, I'm an over-planner, so I did the math and figured we'd need to wait until the end of August to start trying again...an Assistant Principal cannot be gone during TAKS, right?! (Late August would have given me a May baby...thus avoiding any TAKS conflicts.)

Well, enter God being funny again. This pregnancy was a HUGE surprise to us. Without going into the details...I found out I was pregnant at about six weeks...

God takes care of us. The end of the first "danger zone" in pregnancy is 12-13 weeks. This fell the exact weekend that our second baby was due: October 11th. I truly feel that God was reminding me that He is taking care of everything by comforting me the weekend that I would have been giving birth...He helped me to find comfort in knowing that our Baby 3 was growing right along...safe and sound. God gently reminded me that He's taking care of my needs in His perfect timing. I'm human, though...and doubt hung out in my mind some days. Right about this time God sent me a second friend. This friend sought me out (even though I'm a pretty private person) and began comforting me as I admitted how scared I was. Thank you to you, too.

The perfect-ness and precision of God is something that I will always hold in my heart...this baby is due April 27th. As I mentioned above, we delivered our second baby on April 25th. God has precise timing that is greater than I can wrap my brain around. There's no way I could have planned out something so perfect. Jeremy has mentioned before that now when we're in the hospital at the end of April, it will be for something we can rejoice about.

Thank you God for taking care of us in such a complete and perfect way!

We think the baby's name will be Ross Jeremy Upchurch. We're waiting a week or so to let it all sink in. Margaret knows there's a baby in Mommy's tummy. She usually asks us to take it out so she can eat it. Not kidding. That's what she says, "I EAT it." We always tell her she cannot eat the baby. Today I got to tell her the baby was a boy...she said Ross's name perfectly...so that may be a sign that we should keep this name. If you know Margaret, not much comes out of her mouth "perfectly" yet.

We'll see. Until April, you can bet I'll be enjoying my time being pregnant. I don't think this is the last one...there will probably be more Upchurch babies to come. We are thankful to God for what He has given us and look forward to loving our sweet new baby boy.