David Rand Berg

For those of you who don't already know, Eric and I are expecting son number four in June. This was not a planned baby and I only began to expect the truth when I had an inexplicable desire to smack Eric for some small irritation about six weeks in. My hormones always rage like wild fires when I am pregnant. Poor Eric.

 

We went in for our twenty week ultrasound and, after a long wrestle with a baby who would not sit still or cooperate with the technician in any way, were rewarded with a picture that marked the baby as a boy. Now some of you will probably ask: "Didn't you hope that it was a girl?" And I would respond, "Yes, yes I did." Even Eric hoped it was a girl this time for my sake.  Not that I am not extremely grateful for this new little one that will soon grace our home. After eight pregnancies and five miscarriages this truly is a miracle for us and I feel so very blessed.

 

Sometimes though, I wonder what my life will be like surrounded by only boys. It seems like alot of pressure to be the only person in the household to exude some sort of feminine, calming spirit. Some people have hinted that we should probably keep trying and see if we can get a girl next time. However, after so many boys, I feel that perhaps a household of priesthood holders truly is Heavenly Father's plan for us and, if we ever were to try and have another child, I would need to be in such an amazing frame of mind that I could think to myself: "I think we need another boy around here." I love that our Heavenly Father has such an amazing sense of humor.

 

One of the few pictures we got of him as a whole baby. He kept moving so much that the technician had to call in help at one point and finally give up altogether at another. Seems like he will fit right in here at home.

Feet that were running in place during the ultrasound. He probably has listened to his brothers and thinks he has to come our running to fit in here.

And, a boy! The technician paused for dramatic effect when he got this shot which gave me time to utter the phrase: "Another boy....." I didn't mean to steal his thunder. I just have seen this way too many times before.

Our first baby, Adam Logan Berg, was born in 2008. He is absolutely amazing in every single way and I am so grateful for his intelligence and his overwhelming kindness towards his brothers.

Our second baby, Caleb Todd Berg, was born in 2011. I am so grateful for his mischievousness that makes me smile when he's not looking and for his cuddles that never end.

Our third baby, James Willich Berg, was born in 2012. I am so grateful for his pleasant spirit and for being able to hear him laugh all day long. There is no one that experiences life with more joy than our James.

 



Our fourth baby, David Rand Berg, will be born in 2013. I already know from acrobatic baby movements that he is rip-raring to go and I can't wait for him to meet his daddy and brothers who are all set to welcome him as the sixth member of Team Berg.