I always wanted to be a wife and mommy. Not long after my husband and I were married, we were told that we would have difficulties getting pregnant. For that reason, I stopped taking oral contraceptives (which had been prescribed for medical reasons) and expected to wait for a baby. The wait didn't last long because we were surprised with a pregnancy the same month. I went back on the medication after our daughter was born, but stopped a year later hoping for another pregnancy. This one didn't happen as quickly. It took long enough in fact that we looked into foster parenting and adoption. Before we got far enough to do paperwork, we found out that I was again pregnant with another girl. This pregnancy was difficult but we were thrilled to be blessed with another girl. By the time she was just over a year old, we decided that I would talk to the doctor about making some changes so I could stop taking the medication. At my appointment, the doctor found that I was again blessed with a pregnancy! We were speechless! Honestly, I figured that two children would be good for us and it took me some time to get used to having another. Over the past six years, we have enjoyed watching our three girls grow into lovely young ladies. Although we have occassionally pondered the "what if's" of another child, it has not been a burning desire of ours. Several of our fellow church members have recently adopted and we have been very happy for them, but my husband and I have also enjoyed our family as it is. Our daughters, on the other hand, have been praying for months about adopting a brother or sister. In June, a church member contacted us about a little boy needing a home. He lives at a children's home in Taiwan and must either be adopted or moved into foster care due to his age (six years old). Coincidentally, my husband and oldest daughter (now 11) were planning a trip to Taiwan with our church to help out two other churches there. After much prayer, we decided to hold off on a decision until my husband made a side trip to meet the little boy. We were leaning towards a yes by this time, but wanted to know how the boy felt about being adopted. By the time the group left for Taiwan, plans changed with one of the churches and they had a week to fill. Of all things, the leaders chose to put on a summer camp at the home where this little boy lives. The day my husband met him, he sent me a text message saying, "start the paperwork." I know of many families who have a surprise baby, but not many have four. I am so thankful for each of my blessings!