There are moments in life when God gently reminds you that your story is still unfolding. Today we are overjoyed to share that our family is growing. We are expecting our third child! This baby is more than just baby number three to us. This baby is a miracle story that God has been writing for years...

The day I went into labor with Ollie, Sean had a dream in the hospital that we were standing together on a beach as a family of five. I remember laughing and telling him, now is not the time to talk about that. But the thought quietly stayed in the back of my heart.

Then about two years ago, Maddie said something out of the blue that stopped me in my tracks. She said, “Mom, God told me you are going to have another baby.” When I asked for more details, she simply said, “God said it Mom. There is nothing more you need to know.” Talk about the faith of a child.

When I turned 40, I wrestled deeply with God. I knew that if God had another baby for our family, I would have to surrender my fears and what felt comfortable to me. I also knew that I didn't have forever to make this decision.

If I’m being honest, I had many fears. Life was getting easier when Ollie turned three. How could we add one more with everything we have going? Could I even get pregnant at 40, especially after everything my body had been through?

Two years ago I had surgery to remove my left ovary after it twisted. One month later my right ovary twisted too, something doctors told me was extremely rare. By God’s grace the surgeon was able to save the ovary by removing a large cyst, untwisting it, and repairing it, though it left scar tissue behind. All of it made the idea of another baby feel almost impossible.

Despite all of my fears, I finally prayed; "Lord, if this is Your will, I surrender." It was a choice to let God lead my life yet again, when it didn't fit perfectly with my plan or what made sense to me.

One month later I found out I was pregnant. I was shocked and overjoyed, but six weeks later we lost that baby. It was devastating and confusing. I surrendered to the Lord, got pregnant, then lost the baby. We attended a worship conference right after our miscarriage, and I felt the Lord gently speak to my heart, “Soon you will sing a new song.”

Three months later on Christmas Eve, I found out I was pregnant again, and I knew this baby was our redemption story.

The Lord is so faithful. The best plans in my life have always been the ones I surrendered to Him. They may not make sense at the time, but He always leads me beside still waters and restores my soul. His grace is sufficient in my weakness.

Thank you for being part of our journey and for celebrating this joy with us! xo Katie