Babies and Prayers, part 2

We were pregnant with our second daughter.  Throughout the pregnancy, I continued to be restored, strengthened and established  ( 1 Peter 5:10) in an un-entitled faith.  The discipline of prayer was a necessity and gift.  Praying the daily office was a blessed routine and practice in learning how to talk with the Lord again.  I felt as though I had lost a trust in Him after our miscarriage and that trust was being rebuilt.  I was continually learning that I cling to Christ, not my children.  My fulfillment is in Christ, not whether or not I can bear children.  To shift my worldview from seeing these children as my blessings and to see them as belonging to the Lord, gifts entrusted to my husband and me.  The Lord cares for our children through us.  I began using Starck's Motherhood Prayers (some of it is antiquated, but most of it was extremely beneficial for keeping me in focused on what is true and necessary).  I started to look forward to labor and delivery, viewing it as some big trust exercise.  I didn't use any medicine with our eldest and I didn't plan on using any for this labor either.  Our baby was over a week late, so my midwife induced us (by simply breaking my water).  The contractions set in and labor ran its course in about 6 hours.  We prayed a lot; more than with our first child.  The contractions were manageable and suddenly it was time to push.  My body seemed to take a little break and we were able to "rally the troops", having my husband start a prayer chain in motion.  In less than 20 minutes, our daughter was born.  She is one of the most content individuals I've ever been around and I pray to learn from her.  Her name means "God's gracious gift", a name we chose with such purpose and as a way of reminding ourselves.  Her arrival marked a certain redeeming of the past year of grief, fear, and eventual rebuilding. 
At our daughter's baptism, I cried.  Not a pretty cry, but a sniveling, shaking cry.  I was so humbled that the Lord so graciously offers salvation, claiming our daughter as His, granting her every good thing in Christ.  His goodness is so vast and His provision so precious.  I was so thankful that she, too, is safe in the Lord. 
People asked us if we planned on more children and my answer was, and still is, that it isn't up to me. We could hope for more children and not be able to have more.  Who knew....
Except that not 5 months later, we were pregnant again.