Baby Fever

I've got a mildly fluctuating case of "baby fever". So many of my friends are pregnant right now-- well, so many that are childbearing age... ;) And there is a part of me that says, "I want to be pregnant again." It's so much fun to have that little person growing inside! Don't misunderstand me, I DEFINITELY had some of the unpleasant aspects of pregnancy, but I was so excited to be a mama! And as my friends are experiencing pregnancy again (none of them are first time mamas-to-be) I'm feeling a bit nostalgic.

And then reason kicks in, and I know that that means getting up in the middle of the night to feed an infant. (DON'T miss those times.) And knowing that I'd have to teach school around a baby's schedule. (Kudos to you mamas who manage homeschool AND a baby well!) And the fact that I would then be responsible for shepherding ANOTHER little heart. (After all, I've already got four little hearts running around my house-- and I don't always feel like I'm doing well with them!) Not to mention, I don't know how we'd squeeze another person into our home... ;) And the BIGGEST factor, my Shorty says that our Crew is complete. But children are such precious little gifts, and if God saw fit to send another my way, I know he'd provide all that we needed.

If I say, "Surely the darkness shall cover me, and the light about me be night," even the darkness is not dark to you; the night is bright as the day, for darkness is as light with you. For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother's womb. I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well. My frame was not hidden from you, when I was being made in secret, intricately woven in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed substance; in your book were written, every one of them, the days that were formed for me, when as yet there was none of them. How precious to me are your thoughts, O God! How vast is the sum of them! If I would count them, they are more than the sand. I awake, and I am still with you.
Psalms 139:11-18
 
Behold, children are a heritage from the LORD, the fruit of the womb a reward. Like arrows in the hand of a warrior are the children of one's youth. Blessed is the man who fills his quiver with them! He shall not be put to shame when he speaks with his enemies in the gate.
Psalms 127:3-5
 
And they were bringing children to him that he might touch them, and the disciples rebuked them. But when Jesus saw it, he was indignant and said to them, "Let the children come to me; do not hinder them, for to such belongs the kingdom of God. Truly, I say to you, whoever does not receive the kingdom of God like a child shall not enter it." And he took them in his arms and blessed them, laying his hands on them.
Mark 10:13-16