[dropcap style=”font-size: 60px; color: #9b9b9b;”] W [/dropcap]hen I was around 11 or 12 weeks along with carrying our second baby, we flew out to New York to visit family. My aunt (who’s an acupuncturist, eastern herbal medicine specialist, nurse, etc.) felt my pulse and confidently guessed that baby #2 was a boy. I’ll admit that I was disappointed, and later that night, I laid in bed and shared my heart with my husband. I felt that I couldn’t be a mom of two boys. I didn’t have the know how, the desire, or the energy to bring up two boys. I really wanted a girl. And Mark reminded me of Psalm 139 and how it says that God “made all the delicate, inner parts of my body and knit me together in my mother’s womb.” Mark reminded me of how the Lord knew our baby and already called him/her by name. He/she was chosen for this time. And I knew my husband was right.
2 months later when we went in for the ultrasound, I already knew we would see a boy. And that we did. Yet this baby surprised us as he was playful during the ultrasound (Ryder was sleeping or very serious during his ultrasound). He knew that the tech was moving him, and he responded. It was a joy to watch, and it was a special moment as we fell in love with our son. We took home a picture of him hiding his face with his hands, and we all had a feeling that this baby might have some cheeky/charming personality in him.
20 weeks later and after a week of contractions and false labor, I went into real labor and worked for 18 hours (4 of which were full on pushing) to get this boy out. He was well over a pound bigger than his brother, he caused all kinds of drama to my body, which required another hour of fixing me up, and even after all of that, I just reveled in the moment of holding my sweet boy and looking into his precious face.
Ezra has brought pure joy and lots of laughter to our home. He has been a constant reminder of God’s love and His gracious help (the meaning of his name perfectly suits him). And we are so thankful to know our little man. We look forward to seeing the person that he grows up to be as he has proven to be quite the charmer. His grin melts everyone who sees it, his sweet way wins everyone over, even his brother, and he lovingly and sweetly explores through life with curiosity and a bit of mischief.
God’s got lots in store for both of my little men, and today we just celebrate and remember the first year of our life together as 4, instead of 3, with the added blessing of Boy #2.