My peaceful first-time homebirth left me wanting to do it again, and soon! That explains my kids 15-month age gap.

I love thinking back to my first impressions of my daughter. I was totally shocked when she was suddenly on my chest. So shocked I yelled “oh my goodness it’s a baby!” But I remember thinking she felt sturdy and she looked like my mother-in-law.

But what if words are manna? What if I’m meant to wait in anticipation and trust that God will keep showing up? What if hoarding more than I need causes them to spoil? What if burying what God teaches me in the depths of my google docs is poor stewardship?

Just 365 days ago, I woke up, peed in a cup, and got to tell my sweet husband he was going to be a daddy. We were both a little stunned and cautiously excited. It happened so quickly! In the span of two months, we went from not planning to have kids to having one on the way.