Megan, the Baby of the Family

 The next family member I want to introduce is our youngest.  I said this would be in random order. 

My husband asked for Megan.  He told me about two years before Megan was conceived that he thought he wanted another child.  Laura, at the time, was in preschool.  Kim had just been diagnosed with diabetes.  We had just bought our home.  I was overwhelmed, and wasn't really wanting another child at that time.  I was surprised that my husband wanted more children.  We weren't Christians at the time, and I thought he was nuts.

Little did I know that in the next two years our lives would totally change.  During the middle of a very trying time, my husband and I would turn to Christ.


It was only nine months or so after my husband and I found Christ that I found out I was pregnant.  It had been seven years since Laura had been born.  I was a bit surprised to discover I was pregnant.  I went into denial for a week or two, and even had a negative pregnancy test.  However, I knew my body well enough to know that the first test could not have been right.  I took a second test and knew for sure.  I'll be honest, I was a bit unnerved by the whole thing.  My Christian faith was so new, and I was uncertain if I could be a good mom to a baby.  That may sound silly to say after having three other daughters and a step-daughter.  However, the bravado and confidence in my own ability had been shaken by realizing that I had spent my life living for all the wrong reasons and purposes.  I hadn't lived for God, and was still (am still even now) learning how to be a parent that honors Christ.

Megan was born in April 2007.  She was a tougher pregnancy than I was used to, probably because I was older than I had been with my younger girls.  She was a bit tougher delivery.  She was born a healthy, wonderful bundle.  I remember looking at her in shock right after the doctor laid her in my arms the first time.  She looked just like my baby picture.  She had the same eyes, the same features.  The only thing I noticed from her father was that she had his birth mark on her forehead. 

Megan is a lively three year old today.  She is smart and BUSY!  She is not shy at all.  She has never slept much.  I don't think she slept barely at all for the first two years of her life. She loves to play outside more than nearly anything else.  She is very wonderful and an amazing blessing. 

Megan is quite strong-willed.  The only other child I have that is this strong-willed is my oldest, Kim.  I have some experience behind me now in the mothering department.  I know that Megan's strong will may be difficult and challenging at times.  I am hoping that with God by my side to guide me that I can help Megan use her will to serve God.  She may have a strong will, but she has a tender heart.  She loves to hug and rub noses.  She will bring me flowers.  If Megan sees someone genuinely upset, she is right by their side trying to make them feel better.

Megan loves dresses.  She loves hair pretties, even though, at age three, she is just now getting enough hair to put into a hair pretty.  Megan loves pink.  She has worn out her pink summer dresses.  Her smile will light up a room.  And, when she first wakes up, let her do it on her own.  She is in a grumpy mood if she gets woken up before she has had enough sleep.

I am so glad God blessed me and my husband with Megan.  I can't imagine my world without her in it.  She is, very simply, proof that God knows better than me.  He gave me her despite my fears and doubts about myself.   She is growing up quickly, and is a gift from a loving God.

Megan,  my precious gift