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This is hard for me.

 I want to be excited and baby crazy. And I am excited. 

I want this baby so badly, but there is an 

annoying part of me that wants to protect myself.

I try to protect myself until the next time I get to hear baby's heart beat or

the next time I get to see baby on the screen.

I hate that I do that.

I justify it by telling God that He understands why I do that.

More than anyone else... He understands.

But I have an amazing friend named Allie.

She is one of baby's honorary aunties. :)

She was there for me the most during the miscarriage- as a new friend.

Despite my heavy load, she loved on me like none other.

When we found out we were pregnant again, she rejoiced.

And completely hooked baby up with some

 ridiculous amounts of precious clothes (for both boy or girl).

And wrote me even sweeter words. 

"I am believing with you (or for you at times) that there is nothing

you can do to alter God's purpose in your pregnancy... 

May the enemy steal our joy with the 'what ifs' no longer."

This is my small attempt of not letting the enemy steal my joy today!

LITTLE lady

                              

little MAN

They're suppose to call me today (crossing my fingers) to set up an appointment to find out if baby is a boy or girl! And for a detailed ultrasound to make sure baby's brain, heart, and all of the essentials are there. We covet your prayers for baby!