I found "EGGS"actly the answer I've been searching for!

During our last trip to Myrtle Beach, hubby brought up his desire to have a fourth child. I laughed it away and said, "You're out of your mind!" I could totally have a fourth or fifth child running around in our home, but the desire to ever be pregnant again has eliminated the option of "another" from my mind. I thoroughly enjoyed pregnancy with Tyson. The first pregnancy, the first sonogram, the first, the first, the first. And while with the pregnancy of twins was actually the FIRST of everything "two", LOL, I just had a difficult time enjoying it as much because being pregnant and trying to take care of another child, much less three other children, is something that I feel I wouldn't be the best match for.

I have been praying about this periodically because as a woman who loves the Lord, and her husband, I know it is important and commanded of us to be submissive to our husbands. I do not want to make justifications for not submitting and ultimately if Darren demanded it of me, I guess I would have no other choice than to agree, but is it really something I have to submit to? At least willingly vs. by force? After all, it is my body, I will be the one who has to endure the struggles of pregnancy and motherhood all at the same time.

So... after a few weeks of prayer, not consistently on this topic, I found "EGGS"actly the answer I've been searching for. It's a rather funny story.

This morning I was making breakfast for the kids and myself. I planned on making eggs, whole wheat toast, and fresh raspberries Everything was ready, but the eggs. I always grab 4 eggs from the fridge, if daddy isn't home to eat with us. It tends to be sufficient for our 4 bellies. After cracking the first egg, I reached for the second egg. Cracked it and out popped 2 eggs in 1. TWIN eggs? I've never seen such a thing. Have you? So, in amazement, I laughed, showed Ty, we talked about it, and then I had to grab the camera. We even named the eggs, Tyson, Lilah and Jaxon. See below.

The story goes on however. Then, I cracked egg #3. To my surprise, another 2 eggs in 1. I was dying. I had to laugh because even though I know God wasn't possibly speaking to me through EGGS, I just thought, okay, here is God's sign that if I try for another baby, it will be twins AGAIN. So... I thought and thought and said, "there's [eggs]actly the answer I have been searching for. I am NOT chancing it. I am not chancing that 60% chance, that I have, to conceive twins again."

And finally, the ending to the story. NO, I am not pregnant, so don't go jumping up and down in excitement. I cracked the final egg. I almost put it back actually. I thought, I usually crack 4 eggs and receive 4 eggs but today I cracked 3 eggs and got 5. Do I really need to crack the other one? Without really thinking all of that through, I cracked it. AND LOW AND BEHOLD, two more eggs popped out. What the heck? This chicken had sextuplets. AND THEN IT WAS A DEFINITE. It was revealed to me that I could possibly be the next John and Kate plus 8. NO WAY! I might just have to ask the Lord for forgiveness instead of permission on this one. LOL! Just kidding, but really, I wonder if this bares any foreshadowing? Ty and I got a HUGE chuckle. We started naming them all, but I stopped as he named the "4th"child "Poleon Dynomite" as he says it.