On Christmas Day (Jeff's birthday!) he opened his final gift and was more surprised at the contents in that tiny box than I have ever seen him. After unwrapping for what seemed like forever he revealed a pair of tiny, unbearably soft, yellow baby booties and within seconds understood exactly what they represented. THE BEST GIFT EVER.
That evening when my family arrived to help celebrate Christmas we told them as well- every year I make my mom a calendar with pictures of her grandkids that I have taken or have collected. She flipped through it, admiring as always. When she got to August I asked her to check and make sure I had all of the birthdays written correctly. She skimmed and when she got to the 31st I had written "Grandbaby #4 Due!" She, as well as my Dad, were SHOCKED. Word spread fast and within seconds the squealing began.
What a BLESSED holiday.
Saturday, December 26, 2009
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
The final journey begins...
An ominous-sounding post I know. But in truth, it's both a happy and sad occassion that I begin my first ever blog! On December 21st I reveled in the secret knowledge that I was to become Mommy yet again to baby number three! JOY!!! As of today, December 23rd, Daddy has yet to find out. Jeff's birthday is Christmas Day and I hope to be able to wait that long to surprise him on his 36th birthday!
I am thrilled beyond words... my life feels like it's so much closer to becoming complete. But the real purpose of this blog is to create a lasting memory for baby as much as myself- to remember my final pregnancy and to be thankful for the lives I have been blessed with. And while I am not the most plesant when pregnant I am trying very much to enjoy each little joy and hiccup along the way- knowing that this child will be our last. In that sense, I am saddened. Being mom is what I am best at. Knowing that my final child is on its way, knowing my last pregnancy, my last newborn, my last tiny craddle and bottle of Dreft, my last series of late nite, misty eyed but cherished feedings will soon be here, I am sad. I would keep all things baby near me forever.
But it must stop sometime, and we've begun that process.
But after I get over myself I will step back realize that my children, my FAMILY is complete and that I DID that. I am so proud, so excited, so nervous but mostly so full of wonder that it is happening again.
Keep safe, little one. I love you already.
I am thrilled beyond words... my life feels like it's so much closer to becoming complete. But the real purpose of this blog is to create a lasting memory for baby as much as myself- to remember my final pregnancy and to be thankful for the lives I have been blessed with. And while I am not the most plesant when pregnant I am trying very much to enjoy each little joy and hiccup along the way- knowing that this child will be our last. In that sense, I am saddened. Being mom is what I am best at. Knowing that my final child is on its way, knowing my last pregnancy, my last newborn, my last tiny craddle and bottle of Dreft, my last series of late nite, misty eyed but cherished feedings will soon be here, I am sad. I would keep all things baby near me forever.
But it must stop sometime, and we've begun that process.
But after I get over myself I will step back realize that my children, my FAMILY is complete and that I DID that. I am so proud, so excited, so nervous but mostly so full of wonder that it is happening again.
Keep safe, little one. I love you already.
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