Luchae and Christopher Williams are excited to announce that they will be adding one more little Williams to their brood. That’s right! We’re pregnant! (Well, I’m pregnant. If there was an option for us to take turns, I would definitely say that this should be Christopher’s round. But alas, I’m the oven and he is the chef. So….. oh kay… now that this awkward little monologue is over…)
To answer the series of questions that usually follows an announcement of this nature, when you have a bunch of kids already: Yes, we are serious! No, our baby is not a mistake. Yes, we are well aware that being pregnant usually results in the need to feed and clothe a whole other person. And no, we are not overwhelmed. Well, not anymore, atleast. #realtalk
Now, I had written out a whole other birth announcement post. This other post was way more chiller, and in it I explained the series of events that ultimately led to me taking a pee stick test. But, when I told a few people about our HAPPY news, we were met with a bunch of really negative responses that literally shattered my soul.
People said things to us like: “Oh my gosh don’t you guys use protection?” and “You’ve got to be kidding me!” and “Couldn’t you wait another year?!” and “Don’t you have enough children?” and “You know that self control is a fruit of the spirit” and my favorite, “What is wrong with you guys?!”
Those very real, very painful comments made me realize that I shan’t be sharing the detailed birth announcement post because I don’t owe anyone an explanation. And I most certainly don’t need to explain myself to someone who clearly has a different set of ideals and beliefs that I do. Especially the ones who don’t pay for my kids nappies. (So that’s, like, everyone.)
The truth is this, you guys, if Chris and I came into our marriage, sans any other kids, then there would be a lot more celebration and excitement for our baby number three. But, because we have a very real Seth and a very real Kyle (our stepkids), we are now suddenly grouped together with those mass breeding cult families who literally do nothing but procreate. (You get that we’ve only had two babies together, right? We don’t “pop them out all the time”.)
And anyways… who cares?! Well, everyone does, apparently, because in this day and age, you’re only allowed to have a certain amount of children in order to be deemed socially acceptable. I mean, I can’t tell you who made up this rule because my grandparents had seven children and I don’t think they were stoned to death by the town folk.
We get it, five kids feels like A LOT but we’ve managed thus far, by the grace of God. He has sustained us through each uphill and every challenge and I’m 100% confident that He will do it again. He is faithful you guys.
Also, have you seen our other children? There’s another one of those beauties a-cookin’ in my belly as I type this! Eeeeek! So yes, we are happy and excited and feeling all those “aack, we’re having a baby!” feelings and it would be GREAT if you could celebrate with us! In fact we need you to celebrate with us. Will you, please?
Obviously more updates to follow but for now, just this one little public service announcement:
We’re having a baby! AAAAAAAAAAAACK!