On the night before Christmas eve, Andrew and I received the most amazing Christmas gift ever. We found out that we are indeed going to have a baby!
I usually keep stock in pregnancy tests, but had run out. I felt this insane sense of urgency to go get some from walgreens at 9:45 pm... in the middle of a snow storm. My wonderful husband asked me if I could wait until morning due to the road conditions. I told him I couldn't. I got in my car, expecting to have some what of a breakdown because I just knew that it would be another negative test. I asked myself why in the world I was doing this. But as soon as I shut the car door I was completely overwhelmed with a peace that I still can't really form into words. I started singing to myself all of the hymns and choruses I remember my mom singing to us as kids. I braved the roads and made it safely to the drug store, got my tests, and the biggest bottle of water you can imagine and left.
I took the first test.... and it was positive. I started screaming and ran out of the bathroom with my pants around my ankles. Andrew asked to take the second test. Only this time it was negative. We both looked at each other wondering if our excitement was for nothing, he kissed my forehead and ran out to get more tests (with the storm still going strong outside).
He came home with 3 more tests. I drank more water that night than I thought humanly possible... but alas, 4 positive pregnancy tests later. We're pretty sure I'm pregnant!
I'm still in shock and awe over the detail of Christ.
You see... I've wanted to be a mom my entire life. I named every barbie and baby doll I ever had. I tortured my macho brother by making them play house. I performed wedding ceremonies between GI joes and barbies only so that they could have my little ponies as children. (I know, I was a strange child). I have been told on numerous occasions that pregnancy and child bearing would be difficult if not impossible. But thanks to Andrew's little swimmers, and the Lord's hand (I'm pretty sure he had something to do with it) we shoved it to 'em!
Speaking of detail (here's the best part)...
Two months ago, Andrew and I traveled to Ohio to do worship for a conference. We had been given several words about babies. One in particular from our friend/evangelist Jim White. On the last night of the conference, Jim gave us another word about a baby "being in the midst", afterwards Cal Pierce himself stopped his sermon only to tell us... "Simply, the Lord says seven months". At the time we had no idea what that meant. We cried, we prayed, and we kept trying!
Well... honest to goodness, its been 7 months. It took us 7 months to conceive this wonderful, beautiful (yes, I already know he/she will be gorgeous), amazingly talented (hello! look at his/her parents!) child.
God is good.
Merry Christmas,
Andrew, Kalah, and baby :)
Your grace is sufficient for me.
Your strength is made perfect when I am weak
And all that I cling to, I lay at your feet
Your grace is sufficient for me.
-Shane and Shane
