I really wrestled with this longing. I felt like a kid who is surrounded by beautiful gifts, asking for more... I prayed about it long and hard. But I couldn't shake the feeling I had of being a spoiled child, having been given so much, yet asking for more.
You can imagine my excitement to find out that I was expecting just three months later. When the 20 week sonogram came around, the proof came of what I knew in my heart. God had granted my request. It was a boy! The girls and I immediately went out an bought a pair of baby blue booties and showed up at Mark's office with them. What a joy! By the next women's retreat, I was very pregnant with Andrew. God is good.
Our house has never been the same since. There has definitely been a shift in the atmosphere. As the girls get older there is less pink, no more dollies, and the dress ups and make up are for real. But now in the mix are various weapons, action heroes, and smelly socks. Along with my "Little Women", there is a little man.