As I was cleaning up in the living room this afternoon, I was folding up baby blankets and picking up Cora's toys. I started drifting into wondering whether we'll have a boy or a girl this time - whether the pretty pink blanket I just folded will go into storage or be put in use.

I wondered how well Cora will be talking by the time this baby is born. What will she think of her new sibling? She has changed SO fast in her 15 months of living, it's hard to even imagine what she will be like at that time.

At the last Parent's Bible study we had, we asked what it was like to have more than one. The answer "remember how much love you had when you first held your baby? Just picture that much love, all over again. Times two." Already, without even being close to holding our second child, I can imagine what that will feel like. I can't wait to continue to watch as our daughter matures and grows, and yet I am also greatly anticipating our new arrival, and to see how the two will interact.

If that is the way it feels each time we bring into our lives a new child - why do people ever want to stop having babies?? What a blessing God has given us in our children to be celebrated. I sure can't wait for this little blessing to arrive!