Part 2: Someone is missing

Before my sister, Sondra, would get pregnant with another child, she would always say she felt like someone was missing in her family.

I was a young newlywed, with no thought of having children in the near future.  I thought that that was the strangest statement.  How could you feel like someone was missing?

It wasn't until I had children of my own that I came to understand the feeling of someone missing.  The feeling that your family here on earth was incomplete. 

In August of last year, with no thought of having more kids, I was getting ready for the day.  I was putting on my make-up and I had this overwhelming feeling that there was a little girl that was supposed to come to our family.  I could literally feel her around me.  I started to cry and I spoke outloud and I said, "Okay.  I know.  I know."

As amazing as that experience was, I was still scared to get pregnant again.  My track record isn't the best.  I had two amazing, healthy, beautiful children out of five pregnancies.  Should we really try again?  How could I deny a child from coming to our family?  In October, I decided to stop taking the pill.  November, December and January went by.  I still wasn't pregnant.

Then February came.  I found out I was pregnant towards the end of the month.  I prayed that everything would turn out alright.  I felt peace.  I felt calm.  I knew she would come and everything would be okay.