Three is a magic number.

Life is full of twists and turns
that you can’t predict. Am I right?

This was the last thing we expected to have happen... Nevertheless, here we are.

Again.

Ta-da! I’m pregnant! 17 weeks to be exact...with our 3rd little nugget. 👼🏻 I still can’t quite believe it, as it doesn’t feel tangible yet. But, it most certainly is happening. I’ve got the proof: hello, growing boobs, butt, thighs, and of course, belly. 🤰🏻

When we found out three months ago, we were in complete shock. We weren’t trying to conceive. A few days after that, the shock morphed into equal doses of fear and anxiety.

I remember eating dinner on the kitchen floor (the dining room table was a mess and we didn’t have the energy to clear it off) and tears filled my eyes. I was feeling so overwhelmed and scared with all the uncertainty in our lives.

My husband graciously reached out his hand to hold mine and said, “I’m scared too”. We sat there for a few minutes, holding each other’s hands tightly, and realized together that everything happens for a reason, that we are guided and supported by something more than us. And at the root of it all is LOVE.

Sometimes, the big picture isn’t there. Sometimes, the future scares the daylights out of us. In these moments, we have to consciously choose: to reframe our thoughts, to tell our egos to bugger off, to simply focus on what is real: love.

Love will guide, support, and see us through.

This babe in my belly—this blessing of pure light—is a gift. I’m beyond grateful to have the opportunity to raise another child and bring more love into the world.

All this to say, I can’t wait to share the journey with you! And you know I’m going to get real about it all, so don’t say I didn’t warn you. ;)

xo,
Meghan

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