I haven't lost any weight for 3 months! Here is why!

Yes, I am crazy! Can I handle 4 kids? I don't know!

The story behind this new resident:

Let me go back to when the Ogden Temple closed for renovation. So April of 2011.

Brian was starting to get "Baby Hungry" GRRR! I was not!

We had decided after Owen was born that we were done. Too many medical issues. 

Two pregnancies with high risk factors. Best to be done. Even the Doctor cautioned against it. 

Owen was 5 weeks early due to Pregnancy Induced hypertension. (High Blood Pressure).

It took me 3 months to get my blood pressure to drop after Owen was born. 

It was a scary time. My blood pressure spiked at 35 weeks with Owen and I saw spots and was dizzy.

So we were DONE! Or were we?

Fast forward 3 years to April again. I started to be frustrated that this gate was opening again. 

WE WERE DONE. Why was Brian talking about another one?

So confused that my answer once so peaceful was now erupting with confusion.

I took it to the temple (Bountiful). This is how I know when it was. I prayed and the answer was a frustrating..... WAIT! 

What no YES or NO? Just wait? GRRR!!!

So now go ahead to August, I felt the NEED, through inspiration it was time to get my body into shape. 

Loose 22 pounds I had failed to do anything about. I thought I was content with holding onto.

So I set goals to loose it. I set my mind to running in a 10k...the dirty dash in Provo to be exact.

I was excited. I was running, and feeling good.

I had lost 8 pounds when in the end of Sept. I started having dreams about a new baby in our home.

I had 3 in a row, I passed them off as nothing. OKAY I tried to.

They pressed on my mind night and day. I knew that I didn't need to pray about what they meant. I felt it.

There was another baby waiting to come into our home. 

There are few times in my life where The Lord has to tell me in this way. Usually, it is when I am not listening to the promptings. So "wait" was no longer the answer here. I waited another week before telling Brian. I knew he'd not hesitate about what the Lord was now "requiring" of me.

I say require not because I don't want this baby, but I wasn't prepared to accept that this was what it was supposed to be. I was getting my body back. I was getting on with just raising the kids I have now.

I had moved past this stage. 

There were many risks involved, I knew this. 

I would be 36 this coming year, another risk factor to add.
This was one of the greatest tests to me of trusting what it is that God wants for me and my family. 

It was a very trying to me. I had closed that door. Now, the flood gates were wide open. 

I thought I had sufficient faith. NO, I didn't yet. 

So I finally told Brian, he was excited, happy and ready. 

I still was not.

I spent many nights praying to have the courage to do this very hard thing. 

I have to say that when I get an answer about things in my life, I don't hesitate usually.

This to me, was a trial of my faith. 

I came to a place of peace, contentment and excitement.

I even came to see the preparation that was being made in this process.

I lost 16 pounds before I got pregnant. I have a healthier eating habit, and I am more accustomed to exercising. (Although, fatigue in the first trimester has killed that) But I still have the motivation to keep the life style that I had adopted just months before I was pregnant. So I am hoping that all of this will help this pregnancy to go well.

I know that all will go well, I have been assured of this many times in my moments of prayer. 

I have since received a blessing from my husband  and have felt incredible peace.

It has been almost 4 years since I was pregnant and I feel like this is all NEW and exciting again.

Though I would not have planned it this way, God did. I can accept that. 

I am anxious to meet this little spirit that has been saved to come into our lives at this time.