One more time...

For the past few years
I wondered if God
Would give us a child.
Through my prayers and tears,
I asked Him to, please.
One more time.


I struggled with Don,
I fought with myself,
Desire persisted.
And as life went on,
I prayed about it,
One more time.


I knew that I should
For my spirit's sake
"let go and let God."
So finally I would,
I'd give up my dream,
One more time.


But what did God say?
I just couldn't hear.
Or maybe it was
That more than one way
existed...
This time.


And there was a day
Upon studying
A family photo,
I stared at us four.
But to my dismay
For the first time...


Inside my being
I suddenly felt
This feeling rise up:
Someone was missing
From our family.
Still, it wasn't time...


The months came and went
In two thousand eight
Until December.
Our lives took a change,
God called us away,
One more time...

It was time to move,
It was time to pack,
And then once again,
To talk about if
We'd try for a third...
One more time...


And then suddenly,
Don and I agreed:
The moment was here.
Amidst the chaos,
God planted a seed
One more time...


I looked at the stick:
the symbol was plus.
I was overjoyed.
And then I felt sick
Pizza was so gross...
One more time...


Don started his gig
In seminary,
The boys met new friends.
My belly grew big
I waddled along
One more time...


I decorated
With bears and balloons.
The room was prepared.
The clothes I folded:
I washed and stored them
One more time...


August twenty-two.
I woke in the night:
Contractions began.
My baby was due,
In labor I went,
One more time...


Hard work, sweat, and tears...
I pushed and I pushed.
I begged God for help.
To overcome fears,
I thought of Jesus
One more time...


And then he was here:
My wonderful gift.
The relief was great!
I snuggled him near,
My little Caleb,
For the first time.


Stayed in hospital,
I experienced
The magic again--
That God makes so real.
I drank it all in
One more time...


Then came the daily
And the nightly too
Of caring for him.
Often, yet gladly,
I cared for a babe
One more time...


I nursed and I burped
My precious third gift
That God chose to give.
I sing loud each verse
His song on my heart
One more time...


The glory is God's.
From deep in my soul,
I look up and thank.
He sees me and nods,
I feel Him with me
One more time...


Red leaf and red bird
Are signs of the fall.
Baby smiles and squeals
Are signs of our third!
God has given 3!!
A magical time.

Thank You Father!!!