And Baby Makes...I've Lost Count!

That's right, folks. As if 3 children weren't already enough for us to tackle, God in all His omniscient insanity has seen fit to bless us with yet another. Now, may I remind you that this poor body of mine has either housed and/or fed a small child consecutively for the last 5 years. So I will confess to you that my reaction to the news was a mixture of shock, panic, and denial. I think I'm still kind of in that state. It's quite a marked contrast to my reaction the first time I found out that I was pregnant. But upon finding out for the FOURTH time that you're going to have another baby, here's a sample of the thoughts and questions that run through your head:

1. How in the world does this keep happening?

2. Does God hate me? Because I think He's slowly trying to kill me.

3. I really need to do a Google search on the subject of "contraception."

4. Am I ever going to look human again? Okay, semi-human???

5. This is all rather embarrassing, isn't it?

6. The Old Woman Who Lived In a Shoe ain't got nothin' on me!!!

7. Taking over the world, one Buckland at a time.

8. This really puts a damper on my swimsuit modeling career.

Now before I get bombarded with reprimanding posts and comments about what a BLESSING all this is, I know all that--theoretically. I know that the Bible says that children are a blessing from the Lord. But it isn't specific about the quantity...

All kidding aside, Ren and I are pretty good at making some awesome kids, if I may say so. So if this one turns out anything like the other three, everything will be just fine. Pray that we don't get a dud.

I guess I better post now that I don't know the due date. Due to nursing and moon cycles and whatnot, we're not sure when this baby's actually going to arrive. I had my first real appointment on Thursday, but they really weren't very helpful. I go in for an ultrasound in a couple of weeks to determine all the details. So we will keep everyone posted.

So there it is, folks. Sometime next year Isabel, Josephine, and Oliver will have yet ANOTHER sibling. I can't believe my baby boy, who is just 10 and 1/2 months old, will be a big brother. This is all just way too surreal.