Peter

I've been trying to figure out what kind of things I should write in here for the kids to know and what things are better left in my personal journal. It turns out, things have been so busy, I haven't had time to write in either!

But I think I need to tell Peter the story about how important it is that he is in our family.

Last winter I was the only one awake, doing work on the computer, when I felt really strongly that we were supposed to have another baby. I had kind of been feeling that way for a while and so I just pushed it aside telling myself I'd consider it after DI was over. Then I thought, "no, now!"

I promised I would talk it over with Nate when I got a chance to get his feelings on the matter, but we were so busy I never got the chance. Things were so busy, in fact, that when I found out I was pregnant a few weeks later, I couldn't believe that had happened!

In the past, I had always felt like someone one missing in our family. I'd have to count a few times whenever we gathered together for scripture study or prayer. I was beginning to worry I was crazy. I already had seven kids, maybe that feeling would never go away. But after Peter was born I felt like our family was complete. Every time I held him, I told him how lucky I was to have him and how glad I was that he was here! The last four months have been so happy for me knowing that we are finally all together and I will never be pregnant again! I was looking forward to all the progress I could make not being sick anymore!

I am so glad you are here, Peter, and that you came when you did. If not, you may not be a part of our family. Even after Dad beats this, with all the chemicals that are being put into his body, we have been told that new babies are probably out of the question. Thank you for being part of our family. You're right where you belong!