59 Months

In Florida we have rainy summers. It comes and goes. It drizzles and pours. The lightning and thunder make remarkable scenery and sounds. Milo tells me that it comes from the angels and Lola. I can only wonder when a 3.5 year old stares up at the sky and wonders in amazement how this is occurring....His answer is simple, "heaven & Lola." I always tell him they are happy tears from the sky because all the angels feel excited for him. The thunder is them playing.....I love the imagination of children. Milo is too little to know Lola is his big sister or know the feeling of that loss for now, but the way he associates his sister with churches, pennies, angels and the weather makes it feel a little more like she's watching him grow up.

In two weeks from today we are praying for another safe and healthy arrival of a little boy to add to this Doepke clan. Milo gets to be that big brother now....he's very excited and sweet. When I get the chance to cuddle and hug him these last few weeks, I wonder how things will change. It's this amazing bond and love, he's just the best little boy ...but then yesterday I realized it's never been just him and I. We aren't alone. Hopefully on each litle adventure and journey we go on, Lola's watching or Louie's always around following our footsteps. It's  a good feeling. There is so much love to go around and share, we are simply growing....

That's not the only thing growing but my stomach is too, along with the need for strangers to ask what are you having seems to happen all the time. I don't know how many times I've heard, " oh two boys, you will try a third time." Little do they know our life is complete. I have a little girl. I've bought the dresses, I've decorated a girly nursery...I'm completely happy and content with having a house of boys and an angel above. It is what we carry in our hearts and knowing that all that truly matters is a healthy child. Going back to the beginning of my blogs and angel journey....I think God gives us in life what we can handle or learn to handle, through and with him. We are blessed to be parents a fourth time ( don't forget Louie- he's my first!). That's what we call a wonderful life....

Lola's Mom