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Today my friend found out the sex of her fourth baby.  I watched her kids for her while she was at the ultrasound, so I was literally the first person besides her husband who found out what she was having.  She has three girls already–so it was going to be interesting finding out if they would beat the unimaginable odds of having a fourth girl, or if they would be buying all new clothes and accessories for a little prince in the family.

I think I’m definitely meant to have more than two kids–and I hope that’s God’s plan for us as well.  I thought of her as she was happily on her way with her husband to the ultrasound and honestly, I desperately wished that was me.  I’m completely mentally ready for a little newbie.  I’m ready to welcome a little baby into the world, do my three day duty stay at the hospital with no other cares in the world but to take care of a little human, and bring home a feisty little newborn to make us a family of five.

I’ve been bit by the baby bug, and there’s no denying it.