Good Things Come in Three's...

This time last year i was a new mom to my second baby boy. my heart was full. i was completely content. i felt like this was my life, i would be a mom to two amazing boys and we would be happy all the days of our lives, the end.
December changed that.
Two Pink lines changed that.
Months have passed and with it the fear.
Parts of us silently hoped for a little girl to add to our crazy boys... secretly i thought this must be, nervously i talked myself in to wanting a daughter...
We decided early on we would find out this time, only in a different way then we had in the past.
When the day came Branden was unable to come with me so i decided i would have the answer sealed in an envelope for us to open together.

Friday night Branden picked the place.
We dressed up.
after our salads we decided we couldn't wait any longer...

Branden opened our sealed letter.
I recorded him and waited for what seamed like hours to open a letter...
once he figured it out, he smiled... shook his head... and laughed...
Three boys.
We are going to have three boys.
i laughed.
couldn't stop smiling

we both spent the rest of dinner letting it sink in... still uncontrollable smiling.
our waitress brought us cheese cake with a candle.
Branden made a wish for our baby boy.

and that was that... We are going to be parents to three amazing boys.
I don't think it really hit till Saturday morning, a part of me morned the daughter i will never have, but the rest of me feels so blessed. God has given me these boys to take care of and love and raise in his glory and at times i feel like i fail but he has chosen me for them for a reason and i just cant help but feel so humbled and blessed by that. I'm so lucky. too lucky.