Another apple on the tree

In kindergarten I learned addition by the apples/tree illustration. The 4 apples up in the tree plus the 3 that've fallen to the ground, equals 7...that was when the plus sign was no more than the cockeyed intersections of my little-kid scrawl.

Eleven weeks ago, that arithmetic sign, bright and blazing blue, stared from a little stick...and I knew life would never be the same. Not ever. And I was ready for the challenge, for the chaos, the even more messy house, the nursing, the sleepless nights, the caring of two children at once...the matchless joy that is a newborn.

It's been hard to not tell you right away (I am 15 weeks and the baby is, ironically, the size of an apple), but we had family members we wanted to tell in person, and what better holiday to praise God for this miracle than Thanksgiving? There's going to be another Harris!

Oh, how marvelous...how, how lucky are we? Due date: May 28th, my mum's birthday.
Here's the shirt (Shawn made it) Wilder wore to tell everyone. You may have to double-click to see the message. I posted a similar picture in a prior post but blurred out the phrase.

Before I formed you in the womb I knew you,
before you were born I set you apart.
Jeremiah 1:5, the Bible (emphasis mine)