We're 99% positive

I'm still in a state of shock, but it's starting to feel a little more real. I was so geared up for having a girl. I'd picked out the name, and designed my dream nursery. I know I'd threatened that if this baby was a boy I was still going to have a pink room, but I just can't do it to the little man.

It's ridiculous to say, but looking at the scan pictures this morning, this little boy's a real cutie. The scan pictures captured a great profile. He's already huge, I'm 20 and a bit weeks and this little 'Fat Baby' as I've taken to calling him is 21 weeks +. I'm really hoping he's going to come early, before Christmas Day would be great, and as my boys just keep getting bigger - 7lbs then 9lbs, I just don't think I could managed 11lbs. Even though big babies are so lovely, I'm the one who's got to get him out!

On a much more serious note, personal revelation is really helping me to come to terms with the arrival of this little man and all that that means. Several years ago, before Tayler was born, I needed some personal guidance on having more children. I'd been praying for several months and was blessed to receive some really comforting words from the spirit. I was told that 'Priesthood holders would come to my home'. Now this didn't mean that our home teachers were about to call round, but that the Lord saw that Jason and I would make good parents to raise boys. Tayler arrived not long after this prompting and I saw this revelation as being fulfilled. I then went on to become a child minder for 2 years, and guess what - more boys, I looked after 5 in total, and only 1 girl for 1 day. Again I thought revelation was fulfilled. I guess I was wrong.

More recently I remember a really special family home evening we had. Jason had made us a fire pit and although it was January and freezing, we all sat out as a family toasting ourselves by the fire. As I sat there with a boy on each knee, I really felt that life was good. We had the truths of the gospel to guide us, and a great deal of love in our home. Plus a dad who was willing to make a fire pit for his boys on a cold January evening. What little spirit child would want to come to a family like ours. I could almost imagine them lining up to come and be a Beale baby.

So, that's why the Lord is sending us another boy. I know I'm seriously outnumbered. I was hoping for a little more girl power to even the boy/girl ratio, but no such luck. It's defiantly going to be tough during football season. And as for any medical issues, again I'm just trusting in the Lord, I'm sure He knows what He's doing, and He'll help us out as He always does.