Documenting this moment forever

You know the first time you ever do something and your whole life just makes sense? It's like all the sudden you realize you were meant to do that one thing for the rest of ever. It doesn't mean you're perfect at it and by no means is it always easy, but you love doing it.

That's what being parents is like for Doc Handsome and I. Being a mother and father is the greatest joy we've ever had the honor and privilege of doing. We talk about it often. All the time really. Whether we're just sitting on the bedroom floor with Mini Doc Handsome as he smacks those chubby thighs against the floor or even if we're watching him throw every diaper off his changing table...it's always a topic of discussion. We say the normal sweet nothings you hear most adoring parents say. Things like how we can't imagine our life without our little boy, how we can't remember life before him, and how we're amazed by the amount of love our hearts have for him. It really is a miracle that God created such an unconditional love that parents have for their children.

Having more children has always been a desire for us, eventually. We both grew up with siblings. Doc Handsome has two and I have five. So we knew we wanted our children to have those same relationships that we love having. We never planned when we'd have our next one and just figured the right time would present itself when it was just that...the right time. We've talked about having our first two close in age. It's something we've always agreed on. Just like adopting has been. And briefly we talked about the right time being relatively soon. We contemplated it for months weighing all our options with every possible situation that could happen and of course, the possibility of the military changing their mind at any time. The last thing we want is for Doc Handsome to miss another pregnancy and birth if God forbid, he does in fact get picked up for active duty and has to go train somewhere. So we talked for months. And then it hit us.

The right time had come. We just knew it. So we jumped in whole heartedly the end of August and decided to try to make Mini Dh a big brother. We are now *officially* trying for our second little bug.

There's still a ton of "what if's" with the military sure, but can we really base our life decisions off the "what if's?" We decided no. Not with something like this, not something so meaningful.

We got the chance to share with those closest to us and now we're just enjoying this next step of our family's future.