I hereby formally announce that Mrs is pregnant, and will give birth in July 2007.
It's a bit earlier than we would normally say, but we had to tell the Vicar so he could plan my future work as a reader, and then this meant having to tell a housegroup leader, who we also met picking up kids at the school gate, and so soon the whole playgroud knew. I then had to tell my brother, before the news got to him via the grapevine.
So now we are telling everyone that our seventh child is on the way.
If you have followed this blog in detail you will know that it has not been a straightforward path to get to this point.
Owing to Mrs' arthritis after our sixth child, and the medication she was on being harmful to unborn children, and owing to 6 being enough really, I had a vasectomy. BUt it was done prayerfully, acknowledging that despite our actions it is God that opens and closes the womb and since vasectomies can fail it wouldn't take too much miracle for him to have his way with us.
After some years, Mrs was prayed for (again) and anointed with oil, and this we believe accelerated a trend of the arthritis easing off until she was able to give up the medication.
She was also going trough a mid-life crisis, trying various things such as Subnday School work, going abck to teaching, and fostering, non of which really worked. But if you look here you will see that we had a phantom pregnancy in January, that set us thinking of another child. I had to have my vasectomy reveresed, and the Lord intervened to make that happen quickly to confirm our plans.
But, again as you have followed the blog, you will know it has been a roller coaster of emotions, trying each month to conceive, knowing that fertilisation has occurred but not implantation. In summer it did implant, but miscarried at 8 weeks.
And so, in having a seventh child, we are not boasting like Peninah, but the Lord has used it to teach us just a bit of what people go through hen they struggle to conceive.
And so now we thank God, and pray for his continued protection of this pregnancy, and hope that he doesn't have any more tough lessons for us for a while!
The next hardest part was telling my parents without giving them a heart attack - and they are still talking to me, just about!
Hooray!
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