Spilling the frijoles...

So, I was going to do a whole creative thing on my blog to spill the beans, or frijoles, that I was pregnant. But, since not too many people read, I decided to just blog about how I shared it with my family. David wanted to get Izzy a shirt that said, "Big Sister" and see who noticed first. But, I'm a procrastinator...and didn't get one done in time. So, this past Friday we cooked out at our house, and after everyone ate, we sat them all down and told them we had something to share. I have to admit, they all looked a little freaked out. I wrote the news in bits and pieces on Post-it notes, and gave everyone one to read, but they couldn't open the note until it was their turn. I have pics of the note, but so sad I didn't take pictures of their faces...it was priceless. However, my thought process wasn't really in tune, as I was trying my darnedest not to break down in tears.





After they read the last one, they all just started at us. No one said anything, but I know they were all thinking, "But David had a vasectomy"??? So, to ease the "discomfort", I blurted out, "The vasectomy failed"!!! Everyone sat, in shock, for a couple of minutes. But, soon to follow, were smiles, hugs, and congrats. It was sweet. Everyone truly seemed thrilled, as have most people I've talked to since then. The shock is still here, with David and I, because we thought we had made permanent plans to NOT have anymore children. But, the shock is less and starting to wear off, and happiness and accepting the Lord's blessings is starting to take it's place. We know God has a special plan for us, for this baby, this new life that David and I have helped create. We are thankful He knows better than we. So, we are busy gearing up for the ride, one we never thought we'd be on again. Gearing up to be a family of 6! And, ever so thankful God is on the ride with us, or better yet, that he is in control and running the ride. Good times!