I nearly forgot about this little corner of the internet.
Since my last post our family has grown by one tiny, adorable little girl.
Our sweet Philomena Helen was born on a cold December morning three weeks before her due date. She had her umbilical cord wrapped around her neck three times and scared me to death by not crying right away, but she was more than okay. She was (and still is) perfect.
Her older brother and sister absolutely adore her.
This miracle has taught me that nothing is truly impossible. In fact, that is why we chose the name Philomena... Saint Philomena is the patron of impossible causes and it would seem she is on our side.
Interestingly enough, we found out we were pregnant less than a month after moving into a new house with 4 bedrooms. One of which was painted the perfect shade of pink for a nursery.
Also since my last post I have left public school teaching for private school. A Catholic school to be exact. I felt the need to draw closer to God and make my faith a more integral part of this vocation of mine.