You want to know a secret? I long for Makenna to have a sister. I have a sister. She is *!#> years older than me, and we weren't BFFs growing up, (I was a bit of a pest, I'm afraid), but today she is one of the very dearest people in my life. I believe every girl needs a sister.
When I got married, I knew I wanted what many would consider a large family. I wanted at least four kids, as long as I had at least two boys and at least two girls. I knew, in my heart, that I was to have "sons and daughters". (I won't get into that here, but suffice it to say-I knew it.) Russell didn't want to be "an old dad", and had asked to be finished with the "having them" part of parenthood by the time he turned 40, and I agreed to that because, even though I knew he'd get there long before me (he's 11 years older than I am), I still figured we had plenty of time to have the children I knew we were meant to have. I had three boys in a row, but there was something very sweet about those little boys, and I still knew we had time. When we found out Makenna was a girl I just couldn't believe it. I was just so thrilled to buy pink, and bows, and ballet shoes! But I knew we weren't finished yet. There was another little girl up there, just waiting for her turn. When it was time to try for number 5, I secretly hoped, and prayed, that the Lord would bless me with twins. A boy and a girl. Then everyone would have a "room buddy". When I found out I was expecting, I didn't realistically expect twins, but I figured that little sister for Makenna would complete our home just right. Only that "little sister" was Conner. Boy #4.
Now, let me just say, that my Conner is the joy of my life. He has dimples to die for, and brings so much joy into our home. I wouldn't trade him for anything in this world! Just look at that face!