Bubba is 12 weeks old today. After swearing off ever having any more offspring after Baby number two...Im glad God twisted my arm into having just one more. 4 years ago I was so sleep deprived I thought I would go crazy. Having a new born and a toddler was such a trying experience that at my 3am feeds I would tell myself...remember this...Never, ever do this to yourself again. But I heard what I would describe as "God whispers". "You can do it...I will help you..."
Hubby remembered the hard times too and needed convincing that one more to add to the two, would make the family complete.
It wasn't easy getting bubba number three. After a miscarriage and few extra months of trying it seemed like it wouldn't happen. But we held on to the "God whispers". After a four year gap we welcomed our baby boy to the family. And I know God has been there with me through these 12 weeks... The third day baby blues didn't even surface...even though I was prepared. The generosity of others with dinners and gifts has made us feel overwhelmed with love. Even though he still wakes at least a couple of times a night...I still feel better and less tired during the day than I would after an afternoon shift at work. A couple of health issues and visits to the pediatricians, still I know that Gods peace is with us.
So today I'm thankful for a bubba who might not have been... unless I had trusted a God whisper instead of my own limitations and weakness'.