While I was reading Girl a bedtime story tonight, she was rubbing my tummy with one hand and my back with another.
“Katie? Are you going to have a baby?”
“Are you going to have a baby? In your tummy.”
“If God wants to give us a baby, then yes. I don’t know if He will want to give us a baby. He already gave us you three!”
“I know. But your tummy is getting big. If God gives us a baby, then we will have TWO BABIES!”
I’m so glad I have a four year old to build my self esteem. And my tummy, apparently.