twenty five.

We are closing in on Blueberry's due date. Our official due date is December 31st, but babies come when they're ready. In all honesty this mama is ready. It'd be super nice if Blueberry decided to make his/her appearance in December and not January. Everything about this pregnancy has been different and that's leading all of us to believe this baby will be a boy. If we were placing bets that'd be the route most people would go. That is most people except Little Love. She is faithfully proclaiming this baby to be a girl because as she states, "I want another sister." Little Love promises that if Blueberry is a boy she'll still be nice and sweet. She says she can't wait to sing and hold the baby. I strongly believe she'll make a wonderful big sister. The two older girls are adamant that Blueberry is a boy. However, that's probably mostly wishful thinking on their part. They love each other very much, and Little Love too, but they're desperately wanting a baby brother. 
W and I know that the sex of this baby doesn't matter. We know that God has big plans for this unborn child. We feel so strongly in this because we knew about this baby in October of last year. He had given me (the mrs) a vision of this baby. I awoke with my heart pounding and, without any doubt, knew it was God who had spoken to me. I immediately got up, in the middle of the night, and proceeded to pray about what I'd seen and heard. My prayers were answered in many ways and He even gave me a verse to put my mind at ease. The verse is Isaiah 41:10: 

After my vision things started happening and falling into place. Other promises He proclaimed to me came true, like W getting a new job at the beginning of the year. We received a word from a friend at church who knew nothing whatsoever about what W and I had been discussing. We had no choice but to believe that this is what He wanted from us: another child, dedicated to Him, to speak to many nations about the love and Word of Jesus Christ. Growing our family wasn't an accident, it wasn't the plan we had in place; it was His plan. And His plan is better than any plan we could ever dream up.