A bundle of joy and nerves

The three of us will move to Oklahoma City next Thursday.

That’s right, Erin’s pregnant again. Today marks the last day of the first trimester (the end of the thirteenth week), so we figure it’s time to start telling folks. We’re thrilled that God has surprised us with a baby for a second time, and we’ve been doing our best to cherish every day we have with our baby. It’s been fun going to doctor visits in each of the last eight weeks and watching our baby grow. Even more exciting was hearing the heartbeat for the first time a few weeks ago and hearing the reassuring words last week that “everything looks normal.” Lots of people all over the world have been praying for years for this to happen. If you’re one of them, thank you.

As wonderful as our news is, our excitement is tempered every day by the memory of what happened to our first baby, who didn’t live longer than ten weeks in the womb. We look forward to the day when we get to meet him or her in heaven and spend lots of time getting to know each other. And we can’t wait until the first part of March, which is when they say our second baby is “due.”

We sure would appreciate your continued prayers for us. We’re asking God to keep our baby healthy and to give both of us relief from the anxiety and fear that we often have. My dad told me a few days ago that this worry never fully goes away, even after the baby’s born. Maybe there’s a point when worry will fade into “loving concern,” which at least sounds better than worry and fear.

So, we invite you to celebrate with us as we say goodbye to the riskiest three months of pregnancy, and look forward to expanding our family in a new place, with a new job, in a new house!