Thursday, September 30, 2010

Finding out who this little one is... Part 1

Here is the latest picture of Baby H...
I couldn't believe that you could get such a perfect little profile shot of this tiny person who is only about 4 inches from head to rump... God's handiwork is truly amazing!

We have never known the sex of any of our babies before the day that they were born...

Greg always wanted to find out, but I didn't... I guess since I was the one carrying the babies... I won:)

This time around we are going to do it a little differently...I want to explain why that is the case, but first I want to give you a little back ground...

I want to post a copy of the article Greg wrote for our church's newsletter from November 2008...

The crazy thing about our old church newsletters is that they were written in the month prior so that they could arrive at people's homes by the beginning of the month...

What is below is what came to all of our church member's homes on October 29th 2008... the exact day that I realized the baby wasn't moving and we found out he was a boy and that he was already experiencing the glories of Heaven with his creator... I of course didn't see it until I came home from the hospital the next day.

This will give you a bit of background on how we normally did things when our little ones arrived...


As of this printing, we are awaiting the arrival of our fifth child. We actually don't know whether the baby will be a boy or a girl because Sara wants it to be a surprise. I would rather know. So we made a compromise... we'll do what we did with the other four. We will wait and see who the baby is when he or she is birthed.

In case you didn't follow that, there really is no compromise:) Even though it is the same disagreement as before, I find myself getting excited because our family tradition that we have continues. When the baby is born, I get to announce who is coming into the world. I still even remember the day my oldest son was born. I excitedly shouted out, "It's Louis! It's Louis!" It was the first time we knew who he was. And it was the same for the other children as well. We made huge deals over naming our children_ we gathered names and made lists, took polls, read books on meanings of names and did then other different things.

Well, just when I think that I have the naming rights for the kids, I am humbly reminded of Who really has the naming rights. God has the rights! God knows who you are. David declares the awesome power of God in making you His precious creation. "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. Psalm 139:13-16

So be encouraged that God has created you and calls you His own. He knows your name:)


I have a maker
He formed my heart
Before even time began
my life was in His hands.
He knows my name

He knows my every thought
He sees each tear that falls
And hears me when I call

I have a father
He calls me His own
He'll never leave me
No matter where I roam

He knows Your name
He knows your every thought
He sees all those tears that fall
And He'll hear you when you call.

I am still struck by the irony of that coming out the exact day that we knew Samuel would never breathe a breath on this earth in our arms. God knew the number of his days here on this earth and they had already come to pass.

We had that same song, He Knows My Name, at Samuel's memorial service just 5 days after the newsletter arrived at our house. I have always loved that song... now when I hear it... it evokes some strong emotions... still...

So that was the previous routine... things are different now... we are different, and we think about many things quite differently... So in my next post I will explain more why we are doing it differently this time around and why we are finding out as much as we can about this precious little one that is growing inside of me. :)


Rachel said...

Praying for you and little baby H and excited to be able to pray for him or her by name. What a blessing we have the option of finding out.

mom2many said...

I think change is good...and okay...especially since I HATE to wait to find out who a baby is!! But I also "get it"...lots of things around here are different. Not worse, but different. We had pictures taken for our church directory a couple of weeks ago. Turned out very well, but when I looked at the picture, there was a space...obviously unintentional by the photographer, but I couldn't help but think that Jacob would have fit perfectly in that spot. As far as the article your husband wrote...even in death, God is an amazing God. I am in awe of how He was preparing me to lose Jacob MANY months and years before I actually did. It's so comforting to know that God was already healing my heart, even before I met Jacob! I am so excited for you, Sara!! Praying health and peace around you all!

Becky said...

What a beautiful little one Sara! That truly amazes me to see such perfect little 13 + weeks! What evidence, like you said, of God's handiwork. We're praying and cannot wait to see how this little one's story unfolds. All Glory to Him. And thinking of precious Samuel as we look at October on the calendar. Praying my friend.

Jennifer said...

Sara, Congratulations on your pregnancy and your daughter you just adopted, I believe? I have not been doing well at following blogs lately. I am so excited for you all and am praying for the Lord to keep your precious baby safe in your womb. God is greater than all our fears!! God's peace and hugs to you!

shewillbe said...

Baby H? :) Im curious what the H stands for. Im thinking of you and your family often. <3 .

Stacy said...

Hi Sara,
Love the first shots of the babe growing inside your womb...arms, legs and looking like a full term baby. Crazy when you think that Baby H is only 4 inches long. We are fearfully and wonderfully made by the hand of God. Truly amazing!!

Can't wait to hear more of the story.

Praying God continues to comfort your heart. You know how special that same song is to our family. It brings me to tears each time I hear it.

Hope you had a wonderful weekend. Think of you often and pray for your family.

Much love,