Being an Aunt is serious business.

I am an aunt. I take that job seriously. I love my nieces and nephews whole-heartedly and unconditionally. And I'm serious about being the favorite...

Yes, I know they have other aunts and they can think that they are the favorite too, but THIS aunt is gonna believe I am the favorite. haha!

As our family grows with more little ones, I love each one just as the others. I love their naughty stages (it's way more fun than my own children's naughty stage) and I love their individual personalities.

My aunt heart is sad today. My sister and her husband had been chosen for an adoption and I fell in love the minute I heard about this baby boy that was joining our family. I've seen his songram pics, helped pick out his coming home outfit and prayed for his safety and his journey to join our family. (which was to happen in a couple days) Last night, my sis called to let me know that they would not be bringing home my nephew. His birth mama has decided to parent. I miss him.

I sing praises to our Heavenly Father that this baby is LOVED and wanted and that my sister's love played a role in all of that. I just miss him.

So, baby boy, I am praying that there is an Auntie in your life that adores you. One who will think of you often and pray for you and love you. One who will play with you and defend you when you're naughty.

Thank you, Lord for this baby's life. Thank you for allowing our family to pray for him and love him. And thank you for his mom, thank you for the love she has for him.

How many??? I DON'T KNOW!!!

So, I'm a terrible blogger.... really really bad! I think of something to write every day, but forget to do it every day!!

Life is flashing by at the moment! I am almost 35 wks along with our #4! My little sister just had her beautiful baby girl and I have another sister anxiously awaiting the arrival of another for their family as well. I am in auntie heaven!

What I find funny is the number of people in my life who are truly disturbed by the addition of so many children. It stuns some people to hear the number of grandchildren that my parents are blessed with (and continue to be blessed with). I am always surprised by comments that my hubs and I get about our little family. Yes, we're about to have our fourth. Yes, we WANT this child. And NO I don't know if we're "done" yet.

My favorite comments are things like, "you already have two boys and got a girl... why keep having more?" What does gender have to do with it? I love my boys and my girl, it's amazing getting to have both, but that doesn't have anything to do with how many children I have. Or how about, "Man, you guys are crazy!" .... um, ok. Call me crazy. I love my children.... insane.

And why on earth would anyone have a negative reaction to the number of children I have? I don't ask you to babysit... I don't rely on you to feed or clothe my kids... you're not losing any sleep over their existence...So please tell me why in the world do you feel the need to comment negatively about how many children I will be having?

This post is sounding angry... LOL And I am not angry. Simply confused. Confused by peoples lack of love and joy for each other.

So, here I am, big and pregnant and ready to meet this baby boy who will bring more joy and insanity to our home!