...clothed me with joy... I will give give thanks forever

I have been missing the blog world and all my friends updates! We are growing and growing and loving every moment. I still wake up each morning in awe of God's goodness in the creation of these babies. I'm almost 15 weeks and we found out we are having atleast ONE BOY! Baby B was being too still, but hoping a Coke on the way to our appointment next week will get her/him dancing around.

 I told my mom the other day that our 6year journey seems like it happened and was over in the blink of an eye. I remember days-weeks-months when I would think about how looooooong this journey felt, how I would be so sad at times, so alone, so impatient. And although I tried very hard to praise Him in the storm, it felt like the sun would never shine. I feel like the path God had us on was carefully orchestrated (which it was!) and that He knew along (which He did!) that we would get to this place in our lives and the waiting in and of itself would not matter. The lessons matter, the time I spent on my knees to Him matter, His timing matters, the love He poured onto me matters, these babies appointed time for life matters, but the actual time.it.took. doesn't matter anymore. Make any sense whatsoever?

Psalm 30:11-12
You turned my wailing into dancing; you removed my sackcloth and clothed me with joy, that my heart may sing to you and not be silent. O LORD my God, I will give you thanks forever.