I have so much going through my mind and my heart.

The last few days have been filled with so much thought and emotion.

We went into the ultrasound place assuming there was a sweet baby girl in there and left with the news that there were two wild boys! I can honestly say the reality of it for me was hard at first.

I'm human.

My first thought was how huge I will get, how uncomfortable, tired, grouchy, etc. I've made it thus far without stretch marks and the chances of keeping that record carrying twins is slim. I thought about nursing twins--devoting even more of my life to milk time and nourishing. It sounds so selfish and cynical, but I'm human, and those were the thoughts at that time.

Sunday morning I had an attitude adjustment. While standing in church next to my husband (who has been ecstatic since the beginning...apparenty he's not human), this overwhelming sense of peace and joy entered my spirit. God spoke directly to my heart, proclaiming, "You have been chosen, you have been chosen".

I have been chosen to carry these boys. I have been chosen to have five children. I have been chosen because he thinks that I am capable! He knows that I am capable. And at that realization, I felt honored.

Tears flowed freely down our eyes. The Lord was sharing his words to both of us at the same time. I found myself asking forgiveness for being so fearful and "human". I found myself agreeing to the ride that he has for us with as much enthusiasm as my spouse.

The beauty of it is that we do have an amazing community willing to lend hands. Having five- five and under will be quite a task. We're up for it.

As for the wrestling, bring it on.

And as for donations, let them come (partially joking!)...