We were beyond thrilled today to see our precious baby. I find myself still living in a place of fear instead of joy. The Lord is continually working in my heart so I might actually enjoy growing this baby. Isn't it amazing that I'm almost 1/2 way to the finish line? For so long, I believed this dream was lost to me. I almost have to pinch myself to remind me that this is reality.
So, for the baby news:
Perfect little ribs.
Perfect little heart.
Perfect little femur.
Perfect little hands.
Perfect little head.
Perfect little boy.
Yes, friends. In November, the Benson family will grow by one and his name will be
Lucas "Luke" Monroe Benson.
We can't wait to meet him and welcome him into our arms. He's already fully welcomed into our hearts. How my arms yearn to hold his precious little baby weight and my lips to kiss his precious head.
I will never, ever post another picture indicating such information!
ETA: I completely forgot to tell the funniest story about today. H and I have been rather worried about how to handle the sex of this baby. M has been SO determined that she wants a baby brother (We only have one boy in our family...we need a baby boy so Daddy will have a boy, etc.). Well, after our appt today, I asked M if she was excited about finally knowing she was having a brother. Her reply?
"Well, I actually decided I want a sister."
That is SO her. Anything to have the last word.