After having complications with baby number 3. I was told not to have any more children. We took precautions and baby three cried for the first year of her life. Well, when she was 9 months old I thought I had the flu, oh no I was expecting number four. I cried in the Dr. office for an hour before they would let me go home and shre the news with DH. He was shocked as well. We felt like two teeenagers telling our parents because we knew they would be worried. Well, the baby was born and all was well. She turns out to be the best thing that has ever happened in our family a true gift. She is always happy and keeps our lives in perspective of what is important. The lord knows what we need and will provide. She is now 5 years old and the youngest of four sisters and still a pleasure.