MUST READ BLOG POST

This might be the biggest blog post I’ve ever written in the entire history of the Kari Miller Blog, and I won’t keep you waiting for long…

We are pregnant.

You heard that right—the Millers are growing.

As I’m writing this, I literally have tears in my eyes. I feel overwhelmed in the best way. Overwhelmed with gratitude. Overwhelmed by the goodness of God. Just… overwhelmed.

And yes, I know—I’m 38 years old… but I am *so excited* to do this again. Another round. Another baby. Another little life.

I know some of you reading this might be completely shocked. Like… mouth open, didn’t-see-this-coming shocked.

And honestly? I get it.

Maybe after the shock wears off, you’ll be excited for us too—because we are beyond excited.

But before anything else…

Please pray for us.

Pray for a healthy pregnancy.

Pray for a healthy baby.

Pray for a healthy mom.

And pray for this baby’s little soul—that they grow up knowing just how precious, loved, and wonderfully made they are.

I am so excited to be blogging through this season and sharing this journey with you. I’ve been dying to shout this from the rooftops, and it has been SO hard to keep it from you guys. I haven’t blogged at all, basically, since finding out. I felt like I was lying when I would try to blog, so I decided to just put a pause on blogging until I shared this amazing news with you all.

Why now?

I know what you’re thinking. Trust me. I’ve thought it too.

Because when this baby is born, Madley will be 8, Baker will be 10, and Benny will be 14. And if you would have asked me anytime in the last eight years if we were done having babies, I would have said yes without hesitation.

Honestly, I think Martin would have said the same.

And I never regretted it.

I was so content. So thankful. We were beyond blessed with three healthy, beautiful kids. For years, I felt like our family was fully complete. Whole. Done.

And then… something happened that changed everything.

One Church Service in September…

There was one church service in September.

And I don’t even know how to explain it except to say this:

I felt like the Holy Spirit completely consumed my heart and my thoughts… and it was like He pressed something into me so clearly:

“You need to grow your family.”

And I was like… wait… WHAT?

The sermon was about how God wants to bless us. That He wants us to ask Him. That He wants good things for our lives—health, provision, blessing, growth.

And I don’t even know why that sermon led me there, but I felt like I hit a brick wall in my spirit and realized:

God wants us to have another baby.

After church, I didn’t tell anyone. I didn’t even fully know what to do with what I was feeling.

But then we did what we always do…

We went to Jason’s Deli.

And Then… Baker Said Something That Stopped Me Cold

We sat down at the table—me, Madley, and Baker.

Martin and Bennett were ordering our food.

And out of nowhere… right after that church service…

Baker said:

“Mom… what if you had another kid?”

I was like… “What do you mean?”

And he said:

“Like… in your tummy.”

And then Madley chimed right in and said:

“Mom, I really want you to have another baby.”

And I just sat there like…

Where is this coming from?!

They were both like, “I don’t know… I just thought it would be kind of cool if we had a baby.”

Y’all… I was FLOORED.

On the inside, my heart was pounding because I felt like God was confirming what He had just put on my heart.

Bringing It Up to Martin (Without Sounding Crazy)

Later that day when we got home and had a moment alone, I finally told Martin what the kids had said at lunch.

And I was nervous.

Not scared exactly… but more like…

I knew the Holy Spirit was speaking to me.

But I also knew I couldn’t have a baby by myself.

So I told him what happened, and he was kind of laughing like, “That’s so crazy they said that!”

And then I slipped in—kind of casually:

“Can you imagine having another one?”

And Martin was like:

“Well… I mean, it would be a blessing…”

But he wasn’t shutting it down. He wasn’t closing the door.

And that alone gave me so much peace.

I Started Praying… and Waiting

For the next couple of weeks, I kept praying about it.

And I’ll be honest…

Part of me was waiting for God to be like:

“Just kidding. Never mind. Forget it.”

But that never happened.

The desire didn’t go away.

So I started bringing it up… *but mostly through text because I’m still me and I’m still a little scared.*

I’d say things like, “When we have our fourth…” and Martin, I’m sure was thinking I was crazy.

And then I’d send him articles about how three kids is actually harder than four (I’m still not sure who made that up but I wanted it to be true ).

But even in all the joking—he never shut it down.

The Moment I Finally Said It Out Loud

Eventually, I got the courage to truly say it.

I told him:

“That sermon… I really feel like God was telling me that maybe we should have another baby. Like… that would be such a blessing.”

And Martin was like, “You’re serious?”

And I was like, “Yes. I’m really serious.”

I told him I had my annual appointment with my OB coming up the next month and that I could get the all clear from the doctor.

And I said:

“We don’t have to decide today. Let’s just pray about it for the next month.”

The appointment came.

I got the all clear from the doctor, praise the Lord.

And then…

One month later… we found out we were pregnant.

I mean… what an absolute blessing.

I truly feel like God’s hand was on all of this.

And I’m emotional even typing that because I know there are people I love *so much* who have struggled deeply with infertility… who have waited and prayed and cried for that positive test.

So this news has made me feel humbled in a way I can’t even describe.

I feel undeserving.

I feel grateful.

I feel in awe of God’s plan for my life.

And I’m also proud of myself for listening. For obeying. For wanting to stay inside God’s will, even when it felt scary.

If You’re Reading This and Still Waiting…

I know there might be women reading this who have the desire for a baby too… and it feels like God hasn’t given you the answer you want.

And I just want to say this gently and sincerely:

God sees you.

He is with you.

And His timing is perfect—even when ours isn’t.

I pray that you never feel forgotten. I pray you feel held. I pray you feel loved.

And I pray that God blesses you with the desires of your heart in His perfect way and in His perfect time.

 What’s Coming Next on KMB?

So what will you be hearing from me on Kari Miller Blog?

Honestly…

A LOT.

I plan to share this wild, emotional, exciting, exhausting journey with you.

My due date is August 25, and I’m really hoping to post updates—maybe even weekly. God willing.

In the meantime… Thank you for reading this long story about how all of this came to be.

We’re still wrapping our minds around it.

But one thing is for sure…

Miller baby #4 is coming soon.