Full House

I'm getting really excited to meet our new little one! Each week seems to bring us frighteningly close to meeting Number 4.  Here is a picture of little Buzz in 2005:

I have enjoyed this stage of life tremendously!  Creating new little people, adding new little souls to our home!  Here is little Jessie in 2007:

Yes we have some strong-willed little people who are incredibly resistant to direction, but who doesn't like a challenge?  Here is little Woody in 2009:

And I know - obviously, I know - that 4 is a considerable number, a number that many families baulk at. But for us, it has seemed to be OUR number.  I could never say after Buzz or Jessie or Woody that we were 'finished' - on the contrary, we always felt quite unfinished.

And here we are, 9 weeks away from the due date of Number 4 (so, 6 or 7 weeks away from the actual appearance of Number 4, if the past is anything to go by,) and although these days things are quite difficult managing the older children while I am slowly falling apart physically, myself, I am really looking forward to meeting this new little one. I get the feeling that when Number 4 comes, I will have the feeling that we will have our Full House.  What a blessing, thankyou God!

Here's an annoying little FAQ.

Q: Do you have a name for this baby?
A:  Yes.  No.  I don't know.  I think so.  Possibly.

Q: Will your home fit 4 children?
A: Our home fits 4 children very well.  It does not, however, fit their egos in as well.   Buckingham Palace couldn't fit their egos in comfortably.  If the egos spill out the windows onto the lawn, that's fine by me.

Q: Will your car fit 4 children?
A: Our existing car legally fits 3 children, but in practical terms, it doesn't fit them very well physically (there are fights over arm rests and lots of physical aggression as a result) and in no way is it remotely adequate to fit their egos in as well.  We have been looking looking at 7-seaters since the birth of Woody.  And we still are.

Q: Is everything going well?
A: Yes.  And I feel outrageously blessed.  This pregnancy is turning out as low-risk as I could have hoped for, and so there's no reason why I can't have a natural birth this time.

Q: Are you excited about that?
A: I was.  Then I remembered my two natural births, and I started wondering if there were any other options for birthing a child.  Perhaps Mr de Elba could do it this time, for a change.

Q: Why have you stopped blogging?
A: Combination of factors.  I've got nothing to say, my social media itch is being scratched by the dreaded Facebook, and I really hate the new Blogger interface.  Really hate-hate-hate.  But that may be pregnancy hormones, who knows.  Ooh.  I've got to go and feed some hungry children.  Bye.