Josie was 7 months old. I felt pregnant. Surely, I wasn't. We were taking measures to prevent that. Another child would come on cue in 2.5 years, according to our plan. God had a different plan. Here's proof.
How could I not have planned this creature? He was part of our family long before I ever knew it. When Dave and I first met at Clemson football game, God knew that we would have our Wesley one day. And I thank Him every day for enacting His plan. Because His plan was so much more right for us than our plan. It always is.
Happy Birthday sweet baby boy! We love you more than we could ever express in hugs and kisses or by words on a blog or card. You have made our family more whole than we ever expected. And God knew that. He knows it ALL!