Dear Rebecca,
                  74 days until you are due. Well, I was wrong about the overtime. I didn't have to go in an hour early. We have to stay an hour late. I wished I had known that Tuesday. I went in early and had to sit around and wait for an hour to start work. They cancelled Wednesday & Thursday overtime though. I still have to work late Friday and Saturday though. Your mother and I have a dance lesson Friday night at 7:00. I thought I was going to be off work when we scheduled that. I reckon we'll go ahead and do it.

   Your mom is watching the final episode of Friends now. That's a T.V. show that was on for years & years. I'm sure you've seen it in syndication. Probably on Nick at Nite. She is watching it using and antenna while we record CSI off of cable with the Tivo. I love my Tivo. I have made some stupid purchases in my life but Tivo was definately not one of them. I ended up paying $500 for it after hardware and the service.

   That's all for tonight. I'm gonna play around here on the computer for another 20 minutes or so and then hit the proverbial hay. I love you, Rebecca!

Dear Rebecca,
                     77 days and counting. We had another doctor's appointment today and we got an ultrasound. This ultrasound is the best one yet. We were able to see your pretty little face as plain as day. You were sucking your thumb. I was so excited to see you like that. The picture was fantastic. Your mothers amniotic fluid has decreased a little bit as well. When you have diabetes you urinate more and when mommy urinates so does baby and amniotic fluid is primarily made up of baby pee. So right at this minute you're happily sucking your thumb while floating in your own urine. Sounds nasty doesn't it? I reckon babies have been doing it the same way since babies began though.

   I found out today that I am going to be working a whole lot of overtime at General Electric. We are going to start working nine hour days six days a week. Well, 8 hours on Saturday. I have to go in an hour early, that means I'll have to get out of bed at 4:30 in the morning. I'm certainly not looking forward to that and I absolutely loathe going in on Saturday but we need the money. Also it's certainly a good sign business wise that we are working so much overtime. This time last year they were laying people off like crazy. So I'm not to terribly upset about all the overtime. At least I have a good job.

   Your Aunt Lynn & Uncle Rodney bought your cousin, Jacob a brand new dirt bike this past weekend. They paid a whole lot of cash for it. My mom & dad would never have spent that much on a big toy for either my sister or me. I'm happy for Jacob though, he's been doing so well in school that he needed a great reward. Your mom says that you'll never see a $2,000 toy.

   Well, your mom just called. She's baby sitting Alicia's baby Brady. I reckon I'll close out this post now. I love you!!!

Dear Rebecca,
    Well we had the baby shower yesterday. It went pretty well, all things considered. Only my family members showed up. I take that back, a friend of mine named Angie Easton also showed up. I met her once before when I was visiting your Aunt Mary. Frankly I was rather glad that no one else showed up. I really did not want a bunch of people I did not know coming.

    My Aunt Evon, your great aunt, showed up before the baby shower, since she wasn't going to be able to make it. She bought you a cute little dress, some cute little socks to match it, and a package of pampers. Your cousin Melissa bought you some pacifiers and a giraffe comb and brush set. Your cousin Marietta, whom is much older than you (well so is Melissa) and wants you to call her "Auntie M" bought you a cute little short set. Your aunt Carolyn bought you a burp cloth and bib set and some cute little shoes and an angel that rings like a bell so I can annoy your father with it. Your aunt Mary bought you some travel snack cups and a feeding set and some gerber roll on baby powder. Of course she also paid for all of the food and the cake that was at the baby shower. Of course she had bought us a diaper bag and a few other things before this. It was nice of her to do it.

     I highly doubt that you will ever see Hazard very much. Mommy is not very fond of that place. And some things happened on this trip that reminded me exactly why I left in the first place. Some day I will explain it all to you, but for now I just want to talk to you about happy things.

     I get to come home today. Right now I am sitting at your Aunt Mary's work. I really didn't feel like sitting at her trailer all by myself today. At least there are more than mosquitos moving about here. I had to cheat a little on breakfast today, but only a little. I needed to pull my sugar up as it was quite low and I very well could not take eighty units of insulin without pulling it up some. So I had a bite of the cake that was at the baby shower. But only a bite. So that makes two bites of that cake I had. And after I took my insulin I had a biscuit, a little bit of gravy, and two pieces of sausage. In other words, I ate normally. It really wasn't very good because I got it from the deli at your Aunt Mary's work. But it was enough to fill me up and keep me sugar at a good level.

     I am so excited to see your pretty little face. I know that you will be beautiful. I can hardly wait to meet you!! I love you so much already and only want the best for you always. I suppose I will end this post for now. I love you, my pretty little baby!!

Dear Rebecca,

   Here I sit at your Aunt Mary's house. I feel so guilty for not doing a post for so long in this blog. There has been a lot going on, and I know that is NO excuse, so I really do apologize, my pretty baby. I can't believe Daddy and I are having you. We have waited for you for so long. Well, he has waited longer than I have. After all he is 36, and I am only 26. I guess what I am trying to say is that you are so wanted. We already love you SO much.

   I miss your Dad whenever I am away from him. I don't sleep well when I know he is not around. I don't know why, I just don't. Your Aunt Mary wanted me to stay until Monday but I have a Drs. appt. Monday I need to rest up for and I also don't want to miss my entire weekend with Daddy. I am quite fond of your father, to say the least, and I enjoy spending time with him.

   Aunt Mary is supposed to be throwing us a little baby shower tonight. I am not sure how many people will show up, but she has invited a lot of people. All of my family, your Aunt Carolyn, your cousins Melissa and Marietta (her daughters) , my cousin Linda Gayle and my aunt, your great aunt, Evon. She also invited a bunch of people from her work that I do not know. She even invited everyone from the trailer park she lives in. Oh well, the more the merrier, I suppose.

   Well I have been doing great on this diet the doctor put me on. It's a low carb diet, so I have been eating a lot of rabbit food (i.e. cucumbers, lettuce, celery, broccoli) and also a lot of lean meats and real cheeses. It's the way I should have been eating anyway, but as most women do I used pregnant as being an excuse to just eat whatever I wanted. This is much healthier for the both of us.

   Daddy has been trying very hard to stay on this diet with me too. Although I know he has cheated since I have been gone. He can't help it. Men are weak. So whenever someone refers to women as the "weaker" sex around you, just remember that your father cannot resist the urge to sneak and have a cheeseburger when I am not looking. Then think about who the weaker sex really is.

   Well I suppose that I will end this post for now. I get to see you on screen again Monday. I am quite excited about that. I love you, my darling daughter. You do and always will mean the world to me.

Dear Rebecca,
                     Hello, Baby. 79 days until you are due but I think you'll be a little early. It's Saturday afternoon now. I had to work today. I am so very tired. Your mother is still in Hazard, or rather at this time she should be on her way back from Hazard. I am a wreck when she isn't here. I've become so accustomed to her being here that I'm just no good to anyone when she isn't. I felt very poorly Friday so I played hooky from work. So working today was not to much trouble. Actually it wasn't bad at all for some reason. I haven't slept well since your mother has been in Hazard. Your Aunt Mary had her phone shut off on her right before your mom went down there so we haven't been able to talk near as much as I would have liked. I'm just ready for her return.

   I went to see Jacob's ball game Thursday night. It started at 7:30. I didn't leave until almost 9:30 and that's what time I like to start thinking about going to bed. Jacob's team, the Pirates beat the Mariners by a score of 12 to 2. I finished a film I was watching before I left. Big Fish was the name of it. I'd been looking forward to seeing it but I was really kinda disappointed by it. It was sort of like Second Hand Lions, only Second Hand Lions was a great film, whereas Big Fish was crap. I rented a few more, but they are mainly chick flicks for your mom. They were Mona Lisa Smile with Julia Roberts and Love actually with a lot of big British stars in it.

   Well, I think I might work a little on my website and print out last months blog entries for your hard copy of this journal. Then I don't know what I might do. I hope your mother is home by then. Love you!

Dear Rebecca,
                  Hello daughter. I am still blown away with the very idea of me having a daughter. It is so unbelievable. I am 36 now. I was afraid I would never have children. Then you came along and put my fears to rest. Your Aunt Lynn is 2 or 3 years younger than I am and her oldest is almost a teenager now. Anyway, I'm just glad that I'm gonna be a daddy and I am glad that you are gonna be my daughter. I think you'll make both your mother & I very proud.

   I'm alone here in the house tonight. Your mother went to visit her family in Hazard for a few days. They want to give her a baby shower and she won't be able to travel starting next month. I miss her already. I never get in bed on time when she is not here. I probably won't go to bed until eleven tonight. I know I should get in bed earlier it's just that I simply don't want to.

   Well, I reckon that's all for tonight. I'm feeling kinda lethargic tonight. I really don't want to play on the computer, I don't want to watch TV, I don't want to read a book and I don't want to go to bed. I'm going to watch Jacob play little league baseball tomorrow. I missed Jon's ballgame monday because your mom had an appointment with the doctor. I wish I could have seen it though. His team was down 7-0 and came back to win 8-7. He's awfully proud.

   Let me tell you a little more about your mom's appointment with the doctor. I suppose it was also your appointment. They are classifying her as a pre-pregancy diabetic. He also told us that no matter how close she watches her diet or how much she exercises you will more than likely be a big baby. Your mom really didn't want to hear that. She tried every way in the world to get the doctor to tell her that being careful will have an affect on your birth weight. All he said was that by ignoring her diet she could kill you. I think that scared her a little bit. But your mom wouldn't ever let anything bad happen to you and the proof is in the very fact that you are reading this. See, if you'd died before you were born it would have been quite a trick to read this so consequentially you did not die. Your mom has an appointment every week until you make your grand entrance. The doctor also wants her to have an ultrasound every week now too. Just to keep an eye on your health. You're gonna be fine though. I just know it.

   Well, this time I am gonna close out for real. I love you so very much.

Dear Rebecca,
                        Daddy here. We went to the hospital this morning at 3:00 am. Kristie thought she was having contractions. Luckily I took a sleeping pill and laid down at 7:00 last night so I had already had eight hours of sleep. It turned out to be nothing. She was just having cramps due to an illness. So that's good news. We fought all morning long. Maybe it's because I still wasn't rested enough. I don't know. I really hate arguing with your mother. Especially now that she's carrying you in her tummy. I don't want to add any more stress onto her than she's already having to deal with. She's sleeping now. I don't think she slept well last night.

   We went to Golden Corral this morning after she was released from the hospital. I think your mother ate very appropriately considering where we were at. She consumed nothing with sugar in it. No great amount of sugars anyway. She ate mostly proteins. Good for her. I, on the other hand, ate what I wanted to eat. No harm done.

   That's it for now. Love you, Rebecca!

Dear Rebecca,

                           I am NOT trying to starve your father to death. Ok, I will admit, that first day maybe I didn't have enough food planned out for us. I am just learning this. The meals have gotten better and better and Daddy is not so hungry. He promised me he would not cheat. So far so good. He did have an extra grilled chicken sandwich at McDonald's when he stopped to pick up our salads, but I scolded him and I don't think he will be doing that anymore. Besides, He is doing really good, A grilled chicken sandwich is better than a double cheeseburger.
                           Right now I am sitting up waiting on him to get to sleep. I have to stay on a good schedule with my sugar so I have to go to bed here in a bit. I am really hungry myself and it is taking everything I have not to eat a little something for a midnight snack. Its really hard having to be on such a strict diet when you are pregnant anyway because you are hungrier than you would be to begin with. I would go have some cucumbers and tuna but I am afraid it might skew my results even the slightest in the morning. Its not supposed to but I am afraid it will. I am trying really hard to keep us both healthy and happy but I cannot deny that it is taking everything I have in me not to go and have a cheesecake blizzard at Dairy Queen. I won't though, because I love you too much. Daddy is trying really hard to be supportive of your grumpy old Mama and he is doing a good job of it. I am glad that we are having you and I want you to be healthy so I must do what I must. Well I guess I will let you go and get some rest (that makes one of us) and I will get ready to lie down myself. I love you my baby.

Dear Rebecca,
                     Help, your mother is trying to starve me to death. She fixed us breakfast this morning, 2 soft boiled eggs, a tiny bowl of raisin bran, a cup of yogurt and a glass of sugar-free orange drink. She also fixed my lunch for work today and two snacks. Wasn't much of a lunch and the snacks were kinda spartan. I am starving. Of course your mother just wants us all to be healthy and so do I. That's why she's being so very conscientious about our diet. I know I need to take off a few pounds...okay, maybe a little more than a few. Maybe I need to take off a whole lot of poundage. I'm gaining all of the weight Kristie is supposed to be gaining by being pregnant. I know I will feel better. Plus, I just found out a few months back that I also have diabetes and I haven't really been taking care of it so this is a great incentive for me.

   Well, I am tried. I didn't exactly have a relaxing weekend this past weekend so I am kinda drained after work. I am gonna go in the living room and watch Fear Factor, Las Vegas & Cold Case on the Tivo. I love you and can not wait to hold you.

Dear Rebecca,

         Hello sweetheart, Mommy here. I got to come home from the hospital today. My blood sugar is looking better and better. I am awfully upset that this happened, but it is good that we caught it so early. I am doing everything I can to try and keep us both healthy because I want you to grow up healthy and happy.
         The doctors seem to think I have full blown diabetes and it won't go away after I am finished being pregnant with you. But, if I am lucky I can come off of the medication if I am careful with my diet and watch what I eat and do right by myself. Daddy says he is going to do this with me, and I hope he does. I don't think he is nearly as motivated as I am, but he is getting there. I have a reason to be motivated. I have to keep you inside me long enough to bake. (Just kidding, by the way). Mommy is really excited that you are coming to be with us in July. I love you so much and I can't wait to see your pretty little face. I know you will be beautiful.
         Daddy is sleeping in the bedroom. I decided to give him a couple of minutes to get to sleep. I am going to have to go to bed here shortly myself so that I can keep on a good schedule with my insulin and my diet. You have been moving a lot more than you used to lately and I wonder if it is because you feel better. I know I will eventually feel better too. In the hospital you kept kicking the doppler when they tried to find your heartbeat. You stay a busy little bundle of joy. And I love you.
         Mamaw came to pick me up from the hospital today. She was really glad that I went and got this taken care of quickly. We would like a healthy full term baby. That is our goal. Mamaw wants to see you grow up healthy and happy, too.
         I have a nice big diet planned out and it looks really good. They are a bit nazi-fied (the diabetes educator) about a few things on it though. The dietician, surprisingly, told me that it was better to get my HEALTHY nourishment than worry about too much sodium and what not. She said that sodium really has nothing to do with being diabetic. It is just part of overall health and the diabetes educator likes to sqwauk about that. Well I am still going to watch it as closely as I can. I got diet caffeine free sodium free diet rite soda. I think it is going to be good. I already had one of the raspberry. I liked it. Daddy did not. I KNOW I like the white grape. It is my favorite. And best of all, it is what is called a *FREE* food. So I can have it whenever I want. Woohoo. That and cucumbers. By the time this pregnancy is over I will probably hate cucumbers. I hope not. HeeHee.
        Right now I am having to take 80 units of insulin at night and 50 in the morning. I know that sounds like a lot of insulin but I have to take it for you. You need it and so do I. The two of us have to stay healthy. Dr. Youkilis said that he would not be surprised if I had to up it three of four times until you were born. It is fine with me. I will do whatever he wants me to do. All I want is a healthy and happy you. They prescribed me Insulin *Pens* - shaped like an ink pen - so that I could easily dose myself with them. Mommy still doesn't have very good dexterity in her wounded hand and even though I am getting better and better I can't afford to be dropping full syringes. Drop a needle- fine - they are cheap. Drop a full syringe, boom, that is it, I cant use it or the insulin in it. That is not so cheap. And we are all about some cheap these days.
       Your Aunt Mary and Papaw Lawrence came to visit me when I was in the hospital. They came up to. Get the old white car I had that Daddy was supposed to sell but never could. Well she got it finally and I thought that finally we would have our daggone driveway back. Not the case. They parked the clunker they drove up here with no tags and no insurance right where it sat. I am hoping that they will come back up and get it really soon. If not I am going to have them tow it to the darn junk yard. It isn't really worth a big toot anyway.
        Well I do hope you like this blog when you get older. You might get bored with it. HeeHee. I sincerely hope not. I just want you to know all about what when on when Mommy was pregnant with you and then thereafter. We are excited to meet you and everyone is really happy that you are coming. Especially your Aunt Lynn. I caught her dancing a jig the other day. I am only kidding, she doesn't really dance jigs. She don't let on like she gives a hoot that we are naming you after her unless I am out of ear shot, but the other day I heard her tell Mamaw that we she is going to call you BECCA LYNN no matter what Daddy and I decide to call you. Well little one, I am going to go look up a diabetes website, read it a bit, then I am going to bed. I have to be up to eat my breakfast and take my insulin in the morning. I love you!!!!

Dear Rebecca,
                        Hello, Honey. Daddy here. I just now finished up the post that your mother wrote while she is in the hospital. I am dead tired. I really hate it that your mom has to be in the hospital. Of course it's all to make you a healthy baby. Your mom hates hospitals so you can just chalk this up to a mothers love.

   I went to Lowes after I left your mother at the hospital. I bought you some pretty outlet plates and a matching light switch plate. I hope you like them. I know I do. I spent a little more on them than I would have liked but I found a $25 Lowes gift card in my wallet so it wasn't so bad after that. I also bought some high gloss enamel paint for one of your shelves. Maybe I'll also paint the baseboards later. We'll have to see how things go.

   Our toilet seat broke this week so I purchased another one at the Wal-mart that sets right next to Lowes. I also got us two 24 packs of water, a pack of reveal light bulbs and some paper for the printer. We had run out printing this blog. Then I came home, installed the plates in your room and entered your mom's blog/journal entry and now I'm doing one of my own. I think I'm gonna try to get in bed relatively early tonight because I know your mom will be calling me early in the morning.

   Well, I'm gonna play a little more on this computer. So I reckon I'm done for now. I love you with all my heart, little one.

Dear Rebecca,
                     Hello, Sweetness. I am writing to you from Central Baptist Hospital. How, you may ask? Well, you may not, but I will tell you anyway. I am writing to you on a pad of paper the doctors here gave me. I am going to give it to Daddy and he can enter it into your journal when he gets home tonight.
                     You might be wondering, as well, what the devil I am doing in the hospital. Well, it is a funny story. This is not funny, but the story certainly is.
                     As you know, Daddy is diabetic. Last night he checked his blood sugar and it was normal. That is really great, because we all want Daddy to be healthy, I know. Well, back to the story. As you well know by now, I have a tendency to ramble. (wink).
                     On a whim, I asked Daddy to let me check mine. I had not yet had my glucose diabetic test that I was supposed to get on your next appointment, so I was oblivious to the fact that there may be any problem. I poked my finger and tested my blood on Daddy's machine. The read out came back at 397. Daddy & I thought that had to be a fluke. So we tried another finger and then another, and then another. The tests all came back upwards of 380, which is way way way to high for anyone.
                     Mommy got worried, so I called the on-call ob/gyn and he told me to take it again in an hour and see if that helped any. It did not. It was still at 350. Which is still way way to high. I called him back and he said to go to and see Dr. Youkalis this morning and see what he would have me do. So Daddy got up and called into work and drove Mommy to the hospital to see him. Dr. Youkalis then admitted me to the hospital to run some tests. It came back that my blood sugar was crap and Dr. Youkalis stopped by to tell me so.
                     All of the other tests came back OK, except for the hemoglobin level measurement they had to do on Mommy's blood. It was almost two times to high. So they decided to keep Mommy in the hospital for a few days to get her blood sugar down. They did another scan of you and you were mooning us. You are definitely a girl! We saw your parts as big as the world! You are about half a pound overweight but that is alright. Mommy really has to watch it though or you will be a big baby and a cranky one too.
                  But I will do anything for you, my sweet! Well, I will let you go for now because Daddy wants to go home. I Love You !!!

Dear Rebecca,
                        Hello, you pretty little munchkin!!! Today Alicia drove me meet your Dad so he could take me to the doctor for your 27 week check up. You are doing GREAT!!!! As soon as Dr. Youkilis put the doppler on you, Daddy and I could hear your heartbeat loud and clear. It was at 147 beats per minute. I met Daddy at the Shell station next to where he works. Our Pastor's daughter works there. She is really nice. You have moved a WHOLE lot today, but you are still too daggone stubborn to let Daddy feel you very much. However, Daddy doesn't always come to feel you quick enough. The BabyCenter website that we read says that right now Daddy should be reading to you and getting you used to his voice. That way when he speaks or comes near you are familiar with him and you will let him feel you move.
                     I am so happy that I am pregnant with you, I have always wanted a little girl. Of course I would have been just as happy with a little boy. I wanted your half brother Dylan to be a boy. And he was. So that gives me a hint as to what to do next time. Just wish for what I want. Ha, Ha.
                    After we went to the doctor visit, Daddy and I went to eat at Fazzoli's. That is a cheap Italian place that is most of the time really, really good. Today however, I did not like it. Daddy did not like his lasagna (and neither did I) and I didn't really care much for the rest of it. But Daddy wanted Italian and that place is cheap. I would have been happier at Burger King. Then we went to Baskin Robins for an ice cream. Daddy got a big chocolate dipped waffle cone with a scoop of chocolate fudge ice cream and a scoop of coconut ice cream. He made a mess with his ice cream. Then again he always does. I had strawberry cheesecake ice cream with fresh strawberries and strawberry syrup on top with whipped cream and two cherries. In other words, I had a nice big fat Sundae. You may wonder why I am eating like a horse but it is because I am ALWAYS hungry with you. Even as I speak to you now my stomach is growling for one of those Whoppers I missed out on today.
                   Daddy is sitting here on the couch half asleep. He is wore out. Mommy's friend Alicia has been over all week with her baby Brady and he hasn't really had any time to sit and relax. He gets stressed when there are people around, unless there are supposed to be people around. Alicia says she hopes you are pretty enough for Brady. I hope Brady is attractive enough for you. I think you will be the most beautiful baby in the entire world. Of course, I am biased.
                  Here in a second I am going to have Daddy rub my leg because for some reason you think it is fun to deprive me of all of my muscular nutrients so that I have terrible, horrible, excruciatingly painful, charile-horses (cramped muscles) in my leg every morning, unless Daddy rubs it the night before. So I think that he should he do it every night, don't you?
                  Well I suppose that is all I have to say for today, my pretty little girl. I do believe that I will go and get that leg rub that I need. I love you, Rebecca. And Daddy does too.

Dear Rebecca,
                     Ninety-eight day until you are due. How about them apples. I remember when you were over two hundred days away from your due date. Time seems to be flying by but at the same time it feels like it is taking you forever to make your grand entrance into this world.

   Your mom said she could feel your foot when you kicked at her once today. She was real excited about that and so was I. As your mother mentioned in her Sunday post we had a busy weekend. I went to bed at 8 o'clock last night and went straight to sleep. We went to a sunrise service at church yesterday for Easter Sunday but they had changed it from sunrise to some other unknown time and we were the only ones there. Your mom made bacon for the breakfast they were supposed to have and we took a half gallon of milk. We sat in the empty parking lot, ate bacon, drank milk and had a sunrise service of our own. Then we went back home and your mother went back to bed while I stayed up and played on the computer. It would have been funny if it hadn't been so frustrating.

   We went down to the country Saturday. We were supposed to be teaching Royal Rangers. We got Belinda's children, James & Jalen, and took them with us. I dropped them off at the church with your mom and then I went to get Jonathan & Allison. Allison wanted to help us with the class. When I got back there was no one to open the church for class so we took all the kids down to your mamaw & papaw's and had class down there. Then we colored Easter eggs and had a little hunt. As we were getting ready to leave Allison got in a whole mess of trouble by getting mouthy with her papaw. Take my advice, daughter of mine, never ever, and I mean never get smart with papaw.

   We finished putting up the border in your room Saturday night after we got home. Alicia helped us out. Your mom wouldn't have been able to handle it. She didn't feel well, plus she's not supposed to reach her hands above her head so we had to have help. It looks really pretty in there. I think you are gonna like it when you get old enough to have an opinion of such things.

   Sunday afternoon we went back down to the country. I played baseball with the boys. I haven't played baseball since I was in school. My arm is sore from pitching the ball. I had fun though. We all watched a movie on DVD while we were down there. It was "Cheaper By the Dozen" with Steve Martin. It was a pretty cute movie.

   That's all for today. Alicia just dropped by with Brady to check up on Kristie. I reckon I'll go chat with them. I Love you, Rebecca!

Dear Rebecca,

                                                Hello my pretty baby!!! I have had one busy weekend this weekend and Mommy is not feeling very well. I think I am coming down with a bug. I have been nauseated and had a sore throat and everything. But, I really did enjoy my weekend. I had a great easter. We had like three or four Easter Egg hunts!! I can't wait to see you toddling along to find your Easter Eggs!!

You have moved a lot today. I really can't wait to see you, hold you, touch you. And give you little smoochies!!!! Daddy has worked very hard on your room and he is really excited to see you too. You are going to be the most important things in our lives- NO MATTER WHAT! I make that promise to you now.

Well pretty little girl, Mommy is really tired. I think I will write more to you tomorrow when I am awake. I love you!!!!

Dear Rebecca,
                     One-hundred days until you are due. Kristie hopes you are an early baby. I suppose that would be best for her because she is carrying you around in her belly now and you'll be much harder to carry around the time you are due but I don't get my vacation until the end of July. I'd burned up all my sick and extra vacation days already this year when I was able to pick up five more vacation days by working through our spring vacation. Of course I got sick the very next week and had to burn up two and a half of those. I am gonna try to hold onto what I have left so I can be with you and your mother for a little while after you get home. I'm gonna be with you when you are born no matter what.

   Yesterday was Good Friday. Really it's still Good Friday to me because I haven't been to bed yet. It's just a little after midnight. Well, really almost an hour after midnight, but who's counting. Anyway, we got up early this morning. Not as early as I do when I have to go to work but earlier than I would have liked. We went to the bank to do some banking, then we went to the auto parts store to buy some brakes for the car, then we had breakfast at Waffle House, where your mother worked up until her accident, we cleaned the car out real good, and then proceeded down to my mom & dad's house so your papaw could help me put on those brakes. While I watched your papaw put on the brakes your mom went to Lexington with her friend, Alicia. After your papaw & I finished with the brakes we just sat around and talked for a bit. It was really nice. Then we walked over to Aunt Lynn & Uncle Rodney's house where your Uncle Rodney was getting ready to put up a light in the front yard. Your cousins got home from school about that time. So while Rodney & dad worked on putting up the light I played basketball with Jacob & Jonathan. That seemed to last forever. Your mom finally got back with Alicia and they went back up the hill to mamaw & papaw's house with Jacob, Jonathan, Allison and Alicia's little boy Brady to color Easter eggs. I stayed down the hill and played with a remote control truck. I've never done that before and it was pretty fun. See, your dad was still a big kid even in his mid-thirties. After that, while Allison hid the eggs for the boys and they hunted them I grilled some hot dogs at Lynn's. We ate and sat around awhile then Alicia took your mom back to our house. I stayed down there because Allison wanted me to wait on her to get home from doing a homework project at a friends house so I could help her with her blog. Jonathan had to take some rough medicine too and I wanted to be around to help with that and I wanted to trim your border, which I did. Then I came home. We watched a little television, I rubbed your mom's back & feet, she went to bed and I came in here to write all this boring stuff in the blog.

   Tomorrow we are planning on doing nothing at all until we go to teach our Royal Rangers class and then we are gonna put up some border. Alicia is gonna help us with that. Isn't that nice of her? Well, that's about all I have to say for the day. I love you, Rebecca!

Dear Rebecca,
                     Well, fiddle. I had a whole post half way written out when lo & behold the computer crashed. Don't you just hate it when that happens? Crappy computer. I reckon you had better learn to like this computer here because this machine will more than likely be your computer. It's still a relatively modern machine but when you finally get you little fingers on it it will be ancient.

   What was I saying before I was so rudely crashed? Oh yes, you scared your mom last night. I'll let her tell you all about it in the post below this one. She almost wanted to go to the hospital last night and I was sick as a dog. That's why I am not at work right now. Your mom has done a wonderful job of not asking to go to the ER all the time. I know she wants to go with every little sensation that she doesn't remember from your brother, Dylan, but she has made me very proud.

   You know, sometimes I'm afraid I don't talk to you enough in the womb. I want you to know me as soon as see fit to join us in the outside world. I just might start reading to you. You wouldn't be able to understand what I read but you would learn my voice and know that I belong in your life. I'm way behind in my reading anyway. Maybe I'll read you some Stephen King. Of course that will be the only Stephen King you'll get until you are 13 years old. He's much to scary for little girls.

   Well, Honey. That's it for today I reckon. Guess I'll go refresh my dip of Copenhagen and think about posting one of your mom's poems on the internet or I might just play a word game on here. I love you, little girl.

Dear Rebecca,
                           Poor Daddy is sick tonight with cellulitis. I don't really know exactly what that is except that it is an infection. It makes Daddy's leg all red and blotchy and he gets a fever. He came home early from work today and we took him to the doctor. The doctor gave him some medicine to make him feel better. He is sleeping now so I thought while he got himself into a nice, deep sleep that I would write a little letter to you.
      Being pregnant with you has not been easy, but it has certainly been a LOT easier with you than it was with your half brother, Dylan. I have had very little morning sickness with you, only in the very first couple of months did I get sick. And even then it was in the morning. With Dylan I was sick all day every day throughout my entire pregnancy. I did have the pregnancy "'roids" both times. They have only been a little worse with you than they were with him. I got so large with Dylan that I could barely walk, while I have only put on three lbs with you and then in turn lost two. So technically I have only gained one pound this entire six months. Of course, I was much larger initially with you. I hope you never have to see me THIS chubby. I want to lose a lot of weight after you are born so I can do things like run and play with you. You do kick and move a lot more than he did, but I love to feel it, and so does Daddy. Even AUNTIE Alicia (she insisted on that being put in here, Daddy is going to have a coronary, but she can be your Auntie if she wants to) got to feel you move today. You rarely kick into my ribs though, like Dylan used to. I wonder if you know in your heart somehow that they were injured. I wonder if an angel whispered it in your ear. I can't wait to meet you, my precious baby girl.
      On a funnier note, tonight you kicked me in my bladder hard enough to make me wet myself - and the floor - twice. I thought my water had broken both times. You little stinker. I was nervous!!! Well I will end for now, I will write you more later. That is a promise. I love you, Rebecca.

   Dear Rebecca,
      Well howdy, you sure are a moving little bundle of joy tonight. Even Daddy got to feel you kick some. He gets excited about that. I do too, but personally at 3 a.m. you really could refrain from kicking me in the bladder and making me have to get up and go pee.I took two whole ambien tonight (not that I am a druggie, it is just that we have to be up early for church tomorrow) and I am so sleepy. It seems that these unique little comas in a sliver have an adverse effect on you, however. I know that you will be walloping and rolling and kicking and bouncing all night long.
      I can't wait for you to meet everyone, everyone is so excited that you are coming. Aunt Mary is already making plans to get our pictures taken after you are born. However, the first set of pictures taken will only be of you. I want to take tons and tons of pictures of you and have tons taken of you. I know you will be so beautiful. Well I am awfully tired tonight and I want to get some sleep. We have to be up early early for church tomorrow. I love you my beautiful baby daughter. I LOVE YOU!!

Dear Rebecca,
                         Well, I had so much trouble out of this blog last night. I stayed up way to late trying to fix it. Something happened with the server that's hosting my website. I was able to finally get it fixed though. I was very sad about the blog not doing right. I am having loads of fun with this blog. Kristie is carrying you in her tummy so she automatically feels a closeness to you. Doing this makes me feel close to you. That and the very rare kick that I get to feel. You always quit kicking when I lay my hands on your mom's tummy. You make me sad, little girl......Boo Hoo. I don't know why working on this blog makes me feel so much closer to you but it does. Plus, it's just fun.

   I finished painting your room this morning. The second coat went on a whole lot easier than the first one did. The room looks really nice except for the occasional drip here and there.

   Dear Rebecca,
                           Hello, my little girl. I sure hope you are a girl. That's what they told us at the ultrasound but of course that's not 100%. Your mom wanted a girl. I didn't really care as long as you are healthy. But after finding out that you are most probably a girl I have become really used to the idea. I couldn't imagine even having a boy now. Of course I can still scarcely believe I'm gonna have a daughter. I will make this solemn vow to you, Rebecca, I will try to be as good a father to you as mine was to me. I know that I will not be able to live up to those high expectations but it's a noble goal to strive for. I promise you I will do the best I can toward you. I love you so very much.

   Well, it's early Saturday morning here. It's to early or rather late. I should have been in bed long ago. Your mom went out with her friend Alicia to play bingo. So I have the house to myself and when that happens I usually spend as much time on the computer as possible. I love your mom dearly but she can get annoying when I'm trying to concentrate while I am doing my computer stuff. Aren't I just terrible.

   I got the first coat on your room Monday. I kinda cleaned up a little in there this afternoon after I got home from work. They sent us home early today. I just love it when that happens. I plan to paint all day tomorrow but at this rate I may be sleeping all day tomorrow. I'll spend most of the day painting though. We went to the grocery this evening. We bought lots of yummy food and even an item or two that is good for us. Then we went to take some dvds' back to the rental store and to Dairy Queen for a Cheesequake blizzard. I had toffee and your mom had strawberry. Mine was quite good but your mother's was even better. I wish now that I had gotten the strawberry.

   Your mom had a great idea about the top border in your room. I think it's gonna look fabulous. I sure hope it does anyway and of course there are other thing I'm hoping about as well. Okay, I am getting increasingly droopy eyed. I'm gonna go in the living room for a little bit then I'm going to bed. I am real tired. I am not used to staying up this late. Plus we lose an hour this weekend because the clocks spring forward Saturday night. I love you, Rebecca Do-Little.

   Just had a frustrating thing happen with this blog. It doesn't seem to want to post to the internet as seamlessly as I would like. This is just a test to see if I can edit a post. I still love you, Rebecca!

Dear Rebecca,
Hello!! Mommy here. Daddy did a lot more work on your room today while I cleaned the house and got things straightened up. Daddy is doing a REALLY nice job on your room and he is working very hard. I am really very proud of him.

As for me, right now I am so tired I could fall asleep in this chair. I took one and a half ambien and that was more than enough to send me over the edge. I got out of bed for a bit because I wanted Daddy to be able to get to sleep. He works really hard and he has to sleep at night. I can do it during the day if I have to...for now anyway. We'll have to see how things go when you get here.

Today when I was cleaning I had to pee ..and it had been an hour or so since I got the urge to go. Well finally you let out a kick and kicked me right in my bladder and sent me running to the bathroom with with a warm feeling running down my leg. It was pretty funny.

Daddy felt you move yesterday and I was so happy. A lot of times when someone comes up to feel you move, you stop. I wonder if you might be afraid of them!?!?! I hope not, all they want to do is touch you... they can't directly do it but they want to feel what I am feeling on the inside. They all care for you very much. Especially Daddy. He loves you so already. And so do I. Well I am going to get my rest now. We love you baby girl.

Dear Rebecca,
   Here we both set in the office, your Mother & I. She wants something to eat, as usual. Now her hip hurts. Ain't she just a complaining machine. Now she wants a lemon ice slushy. Now she's complaining because her belly is getting hairy. Boy, oh boy, will I never see the end of this? Now she has to go number one. Of course the real kicker is that she's always like this, even when she's not pregnant. Just kidding you there, Kiddo. I think she's getting herself a glass of ice water. I was wrong. It's a glass of milk. She drinks a lot of milk & water. You better not hate milk. Your Mom thinks you will because.......well, I don't know why she thinks that.

   I, your father, has finally felt you move in your mom's womb. This certainly has been a full weekend. We got so much accomplished in your room. I mowed the lawn, we watched Jacob practice baseball, I played with the boys a bit after Jake's practice, we made some compact discs for a few people, went to church, I treated the lawn with fertilizer, your mom had a yard sale yesterday, I played on the computer a little bit, we went to see a little 6 year old friend of your mom's, Madison, the daughter of her best friend that passed away some years ago, we went to the grocery store, we went down to Uncle Rodney & Aunt Lynn's house for Jonathan's seventh birthday cookout, I played football with the boys for quite awhile, Kristie talked with your mamaw, Aunt Louise & Aunt Lynn, then we ate, came home and tried to watch a little television but nothing was on. It's kinda late here and you won't let your poor Momma go to sleep. Settle down there, Rebecca. She's gotta clean up the house tomorrow. See a full weekend. I'm a lazy daddy as I'm sure you are aware and I like my weekends as noneventful as possible.

   I suppose I'm done for the night. I'm not on the computer as much during the week as I used to be so I may not have anything more to say to you until the end of the week. There's just one or two more things I think I need to do here on the ole' computer before I turn in. I love you, sweet little Rebecca.

Dear Rebecca,
   I think that Time Capsule idea was pretty stupid, didn't you? I mean really, current events are usually all bad news type things and this is a joyous time. I reckon since we're gonna be printing this up for you to read when you get older I suppose we'll have to quit using this for a gripe session forum and stick to just simply happy thoughts and feelings and I wouldn't suppose you want to hear about any second war in Iraq. You'll probably learn all about that in history class anyway. Of course if you have a flaming liberal teacher I would hope you would have the good sense to come ask your old man what his opinions on the subject is. As you will learn as you travel from womb to womanhood I am just chocked full of opinions.

   The car broke down again. It was in the exact same spot it did it before. Only this time I had it fixed in just seconds. I'm having a shock go out in the rear and when I hit a pot hole I bottom out and the Fuel cutoff switch gets activated. We may be getting a new car in the next month or so, so I'm not gonna worry to much about it. We hope to give the old car to your Aunt Mary. Enough about the car.

   What did we do this weekend you may be wondering, or not. Well, in any case I'm gonna tell you. Friday night after work we went to K Mart and got a few more items to use in painting your room. Then we went home and relaxed then went to bed pretty early for a Friday night. Up about 9:00 a.m. Saturday morning. I was gonna play a little on the computer when your cousin, Allison instant messaged me. She showed me all the things she was doing on the Barbie website and then your mother started dragging stuff out onto the front yard for a little impromptu yard sale. So I helped her with that. It was so nice out that I decided to see if I couldn't start the lawn mower. Lo & behold, it started. It ran kinda crappy at first but it settled down. I mowed the lawn and used the weed-eater. Then I mixed up the sparkles in your paint then I put the large majority of the first coat of paint on your walls. Then we had to go and teach the Royal Rangers class at the church. We set a new attendance record. Record for lowest attendance. We had no attendance. So we went down to your Mamaw & Papaw's but nobody was home. We called around on the cell phone and found out that your Papaw & Uncle Rodney was up to the little league field watching Jacob practice so we went up there and watched too. After that we rented some movies and got some Chinese food and came home and ate before realizing we were both to tired to watch movies. Tomorrow after church and after we come home and sale and old piece of crap car that your Mom's dad gave her we'll head back down to Aunt Lynn & Uncle Rodney's for Jonathon's birthday cookout. His birthday is tomorrow. Oh, by the way, did you know that yesterday was your brother Dylan's eleventh birthday. I hope that one day you will be able to meet him. Then I hope to finish up the first coat of paint in your room. I'm gonna try to not work so hard tomorrow though. I have flat worn myself out today.

Hello Becca!!! Mommy here. Well the crazy dreams are still going strong. I read on BabyCenter where that is normal but some of these dreams - well you can clearly see that they are NOT normal. LOL. The dream that I remembered having this afternoon had my youngest nephew (and your older cousin) Jon in it. I was very far along with you, about to give birth maybe, and Daddy took he & I to Golden Corral. (That's a restauraunt that Daddy and I like to eat at, I am sure you will get to know it and know it well, lol)

Anyway I had fixed him his own plate of food and sent him back to the table with your Daddy and when I came to sit down with my food he had already eaten all of his. He said he didn't feel like going back up in line so could he just have some of mine. Now mind you he is only six. I said sure and I gave him some and he ate it- I mean every bit of it - before I could even get a bite of what was left into my mouth. He said he was still hungry so I gave him the rest of what I had on my plate and I was going to get some more. When I came back with some more, he ate all of it, too. In fact, he ate EVERYTHING I brought back to the table. The oddest thing is I went and got food like fourty times. I never even make more than two trips, for food and dessert, but I was trying to get my grub on and your cousin prevented that. LOL. Funny dream.

Well that is all I wanted to tell you about this afternoon. Tonight we are going to a Baby Gala at the Agricultrual building here in Versailles (where we live) and we are going to play games there and get door prizes and get tips about raising you & stuff. I think that maybe we will just let your cousin Jon adopt you. But oh, wait. He said he had enough kids to take care of. LOL. Just kidding baby. We love you TOO much to let him adopt you. Just yet.

Well hello Becca!!! Mommy here. You have kicked so hard today that I have sincerely considered signing you up for soccer at birth!!! It's alright though, I love to feel you move and kick and flip!!!!

Well I wanted to tell you about another crazy dream I had. This time it was me being crazy in the dream. I dreamed I had given birth to you & Daddy and I were bringing you home from the hospital and Daddy wanted to strap you in the car seat in the car and I wanted to strap you down on top on the luggage rack because I thought it would be safer. LOL. I told your Mamaw and she said it might actually be safer than putting you in Daddy's car. LOL. Daddy is not exactly a neat freak. Then again, neither is Mommy. But we are working on changing that for you, because we love you SO much. :)

Well lets see, what happened that is interesting enough to tell you about today. Oh YES! Mommy finally heard some good news from her lawyers. I am not saying what it is because I don't want to jinx it. So keep your tiny baby fingers crossed. ;)

Mommy has been hurting some lately. A little more than she usually does. I am thinking that I want to make an appt. with a pain clinic to see if they can help Mommy while she is pregnant with you. I can't take the pain medication I was on before I got pregnant with you but surely there is something I can do. I don't really mind being in the pain much though. I know the end result will be having a healthy & happy you in my arms. And I would go through any amount of pain for you. :)

Time Capsule:
On this day in 2004 a California athiest told the Supreme Court Wednesday that the words "under God" in the Pledge of Allegiance are unconstitutional and offensive to people who don't believe there is a God. His name was Michael Newdow. We don't like this man ;) We believe in this nation UNDER GOD and everything it stands for :)

Greetings & salutations, Dear Reader. From now on I will no longer be addressing you personally. From this point on I will be directing all future posts to my daughter, Rebecca. You are welcome to continue to visit and read my posts but I feel that since we know we're having a girl and she has a name and I saw her holding onto her leg during the ultrasound that I know my little girl now and I want to talk to her.

Dearest Rebecca or Becca or Becky but definitely not Beck,
   Hello Baby Girl. You are so new to us both, your mother & I, but our love for you know no bounds. There's so much I want to say to you. So many things I want to know about you. I suppose that in the years to come all questions will be answered but I am impatient to see you and hold you in my arms. Already you have become my life. I can not believe the level of love I feel for you.

It's Tuesday night here. You are 23 weeks in your Mommy's tummy today. The car broke down this weekend. Our old crappy Ford Escort. The blue/green one. I hope and pray you never know that car. We plan on getting another as soon as the settlement money from your Mom's accident comes in. Anyhow, I was getting your room ready to paint Saturday and Kristie was spending the day with some friends on account of the chemicals I was using. We didn't think you'd like them to much. I had finished up with your room and I was on my way to get your mom when the car just quit running halfway there. I assumed it was the fuel filter. The car had been running crappy for a little while and I assumed that was the problem, but what do I know. I'm lucky to know where the gas goes into the car. It was raining Saturday so Dad, your Papaw, decided to wait for Sunday morning to take a look at it. It was cold Sunday morning. We loaded it up on the trailer and took it down to your Mamaw & Papaw's. The fuel filter was fine. So we tore the fuel tank off to get to the fuel pump and then realized there was an access panel under the back seat. I spent all day Sunday down there. Your Mom did too, she played with your cousins. We never figured out the problem. I rode to work with your Papaw the next day. On the way home from work I bought a book on the car and we had it fixed in no time. It was the fuel cut-off switch. We, and when I say we I mean Papaw & your Uncle Rodney, also fixed the muffler I had break on me and changed the spark plugs & plug wires. What an eventful weekend. Also we watched the wildcats get beaten in the NCAA tournament but the less said about that the better. We never even got to go grocery shopping this weekend. We went yesterday. This blog just gets more & more fascinating as you go along doesn't it? I'm nearly done.

I have decided to include little bits of current events in each of my posts so you will know what was going on in the world just before you joined us and what we thought about it.

Time Capsule:
   The Passion of the Christ is newly released now. We saw it when you was four and a half months in the womb. We liked it.
Also on this day in 2004 your cousin Jon made his theatrical debut in the Southside first grade production of Bugz.
Actually it was a Kindergarten, 1st & 2nd grade production but Jon is in first now. He was a chorus boy so we're not exactly dusting the mantle for a Tony Award.

Hello Becca! Mommy here. Wow, that's wierd. Hehehe. MOMMY. I like it. (BIG smile) The reason I am addressing this to Becca is because Danny (Daddy) said we are going to start treating this like an open letter to her. And in this letter I would like to address the fact that the roast beef I fed us both last night (and I can't believe I actually ate any meat at all, I am not fond of it these days) cost me $3.56 for a half pound. My Goodness, that will not be happening again.

Also, Becca, I wanted to tell you about some of the dreams I have been having. The most recent one being me going into labor with you and Daddy rushing me to the hospital and when we get there it is a huge circus tent and the hospital bed is a trampoline and all of the nurses AND your Daddy and I are dressed in clown face. Big Top Music is playing (du nu du nu du du nu nu nu nu) and there are trapeze artists and baton twirlers readying the delivery tools. A baton twirler comes twisting a pair of forceps like it is his best act right at me. The real kicker is, though, instead of the doctor delivering you, your little newborn self winds up delivering the doctor (Bradley Youkilis). Yep, you are standing there, newly born (oh dear me, what is in those prenatal vitamins?) delivering a grown man. That is kookie. The worst part is, the dear old doc ALSO comes out in clown face. What a crazy event.

I also dreamed that you came out a boy, and you came out biracial. No big surprise there, as by now you well know that your half brother, Dylan, was A. a boy and B. Biracial. It was just kookie that I dreamed that, lol.

I have also had a dream that our cat, Samson, attempted to eat you because he thought your lotion was tasty. I screamed at him in anger to get away from you and he looked right at me and said, very plainly, in a voice that was so clear (he almost sounded like James Brolin) "I am sorry, but she smelled rather tasty with that creamy baby lotion on." When I was about two and a half months along with you I bought some baby lotion to use on myself and he would squeeze it from the pump with his paws at night and lick it up. LOL. Crazy crazy.

Well that's all I have to write to you today darling, except I love you and can't wait to meet you face to face (instead of foot-to-belly). I am going to sleep now. I doubt you are, but I have to. Goodnight.

Hello again. Danny here. It's Saturday morning here today. We did a little baby shopping yesterday. Okay we did a ton of baby shopping yesterday. First we went to "Babies R Us". There we got border, crib sheets, a lamp, a cute little dress to bring Becca home in, some matching shoes, a matching bib, a little pink teddy bear, a pink special occasion baseball and maybe some other stuff I can't think of right now. After that we went to Rafferty's and had a burger. Then off to Lowe's for paint & stuff. There we got two gallons of American Tradition pale sunlight paint, two rollers with pans, gold sparkle flecks for the paint, a stick for the roller, a corner brush, a narrow roller, refills for the brushes, some heavy duty wall cleaner and we picked up a couple of free stirring sticks and a free lid opener. Walmart was next. Didn't get much at Walmart. Kristie got some maternity clothes and I picked out a little sleeper. After that we went home. You may think that would be it, wouldn't you? Well, not quite. Amazon.com is sitting in my office. That's where we we next visited. There we got a dust ruffle to match the crib set. Then we were done. We were both much to excited to sleep so we watched Maury and, I am almost ashamed to admit this but then we watched Jerry Springer. Hey, it's like gawking at a terrible accident. You really know you shouldn't and wish you wouldn't but you know you're going to stretch that neck to see everything you possibly can. We still have to get a stroller, a dresser, a crib, a changing table, a crib mattress and Kristie wants a rocker for the nursery and probably a thousand other things we haven't thought of yet.

I am planning on cleaning the walls today. Kristie is going to have to find somewhere to hang out today because the cleaning solution I am going to use is really very strong. She shouldn't be around that stuff. The kitty has curled up on my arms as I am typing this. He was quite upset that I wouldn't move the keyboard so he could lay down on the desk. He seems comfortable though so He's happy that he is next to me and I am happy that he is next to me and I can still type.

Just found out friday that our late June - early July vacation has been set back a month to late July - early August. That works out great. The baby will be here by then so I can spend time with my daughter. Wow, that still sounds so strange to talk about my daughter. I'm gonna be the daddy of a precious little girl. We looked for some kind of clothing that said Daddy's Little Girl. We found one item but it was way to big. There was loads of Daddy's Little Boy stuff, but no girl stuff. Hey, those of us that are the fathers of little girls love our kids too. We'll find something I am sure.

Well I had a good nap on the couch, but now I wish I would have avoided it. I woke up and I can't go back to sleep now. I am so very happy that we got to see our LITTLE GIRL on screen today. That was the most priceless moment of my life, I will never have anything to match it again. I was overjoyed at Dylans ultrasound to see how healthy & beautiful (he, even I though I didn't find out with him, obviously I know it now, lol) was, but I knew ultimately Dylan was going to be someone else's child. This is our baby; our little girl. She belongs to the man I love most in the world. And I know he will be a WONDERFUL father.

The tech did just what we asked, whispered it to Allison and she was the very first to ever know. I am sure she will never forget that. She then asked if we were ready and we said yes and she said "It's a girl." My MIL, Milta, was very pleased as well. Lynn, Danny's sister, has two boys, (Jacob & Johnathan) and one girl (Allison), so kinda needed another girl! Danny called me motor mouth today lol, but he just said he thought it was cute, and I was happy GOSH DARNIT! Praise the Lord for this gift!!! All I can say is Thank you Jesus. I don't care about anything else right now, I know that will change but I am still on top of the world!!! Woohooooooooo... bye for now!

Greetings one & all. It's a girl. Yep, we had the ultrasound today and it's a beautiful little girl. She was wiggling around in the womb like a little jumping bean. Wow, that was probably the coolest thing I have ever seen in my life. She was holding onto one of her legs. They wanted to get a profile shot of her but she kept putting her arm in the way. The ultrasound tech jostled Kristie's tummy and she moved her arm and we got the profile. I am so excited. We're going to have a girl. Little Rebecca Lynn. Kristie & my sister, Lynn want to call her Becca. I like Becky but I think I'm out voted.

Kristie is worn out this evening. She's in the living room right now sound asleep on the couch. She's had a full day. When we found out she was just a buncle of energy. Talked her head off to everyone. She was so cute. I love her so much. She's had insomnia lately. She mentioned it to the doctor and he prescribed her some ambian. We thought that ambian was to strong for her with the baby but the doc said it would be fine. I suppose it's because she is so far along right now.

Wow, That was cool. To see my daughter move around like that. God, I hope I am going to be a good father.

Well now I know the true meaning of getting your biscuits burnt! This morning the ultrasound lab called to ask if I could come in early - I mean like, this MORNING early. I told them I couldn't because it was really hard to schedule things around Danny's schedule and get a ride for me to meet him in Lexington for things like this. She was like okay, thanks, and hung up really quick.

Well I started to get worried. What if this woman flaked out and left? I don't want to have been looking forward to this for months - literally -and then show up and them not be there! So I called Dr. Youkilis' office, and Rachel (receptionist) answered the phone and I asked her about it and she said my ultrasound was YESTERDAY, I was like OH NO, it was TODAY, that lady just called me and told me so, and I have the paper right here in my hand! Well she argued with me for a minute and then said "Oh I see what happened, we accidentally had you wrote down for HIM yesterday" and I was like !!!! I said then, all I need from you is to make sure they aren't going to flake out on me on this and leave and then I will have made this appt. and all of these plans for nothing! Grrrr! So she called over and they said come on in. Ultimately everything worked out fine, and I am still going, but don't they know not to be doing this stuff to a pregnant woman!!!! We are emotional anyway.

I am too mad to type any more right now. More after visit.

Howdy! Kristie here. Well I am sure you all enjoyed listening to Danny prattle on about absolutely nothing. And just think, I am married to him. LOL. It is not easy sometimes. Well I wrote a couple of poems last night, One for the baby from us and one for his/her Daddy from the baby. I can't wait until we stop saying that. I want to say he or she alright already and not "him or her". Well I wanted to share these poems with you, so in the words of the great ROCKY from ROCKY & BULLWINKLE, "Now for something you'll REALLY like." LOL. I hope so anyway.

So anyway that is the first one to Baby Lanham from Me & HIS OR HER (sigh) Daddy. The second one is the one the baby & I wrote for Daddy (lol, the baby helped a WHOLE lot). Here goes nothin'.

For Baby Though we've not yet met, We are so glad that we know you, We know we won't forget, Everything we've been through. From the moment we knew you were there, We loved you beyond measure. Nothing could ever compare To this special, priceless treasure. We've prayed for you, and sang to you, We've read to you, and we've worried. Whenever things went askew, To the doctor we would hurry. We've felt you flutter, and kick, and move, So hard sometimes we'd giggle, As you grew, so did our love, We can't wait to feel you wiggle. Though we've not yet seen your face, You are the most beautiful thing we've known, In our hearts you'll have a special place, That you can call your own. We're so glad God sent you, On us, how He has smiled. Wherever you go, whatever you do, You are - and always will be Our Child. From Mommy & Daddy March 15, 2003

For Daddy Daddys are so special They are big and strong I will love my Daddy forever, And I think that's very long. Daddys can play catch, And teach you how to ride a bike, Have a wrestling match, And take you on a hike. They take you to the zoo, And buy you cotton candy, And any Daddy half as good as you- Well he would be just dandy! Daddy's remember your birthday, And buy you lots of stuff! They know lots of fun games to play! But they are never TOO rough. Daddy's give great hugs, And lots of kisses, too And they let you play with bugs! I don't think Mommys do! There's lots of special Daddys, And I am sure they're lots of fun! But I really think MY Daddy, MY Daddy's Number One! From Baby Lanham March 15, 2003

Anyway that's it for now. Thanks for putting up with Danny & I enough to read this site.

Hello one & all. Danny here with Kristie setting on the love seat in the office where we keep the computer. She's eating peanut butter M&Ms of course that seems to be her favorite past time recently, eating. The cat, Samson is lying on top of a monopoly game box bathing himself. It's nearly bedtime for me here at the ole' Lanham homestead and for Kristie too it seems.

Well, ultrasound is Wednesday. And The cat wants to lay on the keyboard now. It's hard to type. Kristie has distracted him with the false promise of a treat. We both are excited about finding out about the gender of our baby. I don't know if the cat is excited or not. I hope the cat & the baby get along because if not we'll have to get rid of one of them. I'd hate to have to decide....j/k. The cat stays....LOL.

I'm working during the March vacation so I can take it when the baby is born. Anyway, Wednesday Allison & Mom are going to the ultrasound with us. We plan on having the tech tell Allison the sex of the baby but not us. Allison can then reveal the sex to us in grand style. She seems to be excited about that.

It looks like Caleb is back as our favorite boys name. Of course if it's a girl all of our teeth nashing over the name was for naught. It will be nice to be able to call our baby either "he" or "she" instead of "he or she", or even worse "it".

Kristie bought herself a brand new pregnancy mumu today. It's so very sexy. She says it's very comfy and she doesn't care a lick what I think about it. She also bought some flip-flop type sandals today. We got all of this high fashion at the Family Dollar for less that ten bucks. And to think all we went in there for was toilet paper. Kristie says we are gonna return and get more mumus.

Well, that's all for today, friends & neighbors. I gotta go visit the Sandman. Kristie is complaining that I type to slow. Maybe I do. But I think it's quality over quantity any day. Now all I have to do is learn to type well in addition to typing slow. She just rolled her eyes at me. She asked me to stop typing all of her reactions to my wonderful post. Just like the cereal post toasties.

I better finish. She threatened to delete this post if I continued in this vein. I am done for today. Thank you for your concern.

Howdy again! Long time no speak. Well the little one is kicking harder and harder these days. I am sure his/her daddy will be able to feel it any time. As for me I am tired a lot. I don't yet have that perky *energy* that comes late in the second trimester. I am still fatigued a lot of the time. My insomnia (explaining why I am still up at almost one a.m.) may have something to do with that, too, though.

Though Rebecca is still going strong for the girl, we have begun to rethink the name Caleb. I love that name and I really wanted to name him Caleb but every time we tell someone what we are going to name the baby if it is a boy they go Oh, KAYLA? And it is rather exasperating. I guess we might just be a little too country around here for that name to be pronounced properly. Good grief, I hate to think of what my family would call him. They can't even pronounce my name...and my name is easy ...not a whole lot easier than Kristie.

I like the name Isaac. I also like the name Aaron, but not too sure about it. I like the name Grant. I want to try to keep that in there if I can. I suggested to Danny that we name the baby Grant if it is a boy and just give him a nice middle name. He said that was something to think about. He said what about Allen but Allen is his brother-in-laws middle name and my nephew's middle name. Seems like too many Allens to me. I might just give up and call him George (And I will love him and hug him and call him George.) We may not even have to worry about a boy's name. We may have a girl and it may not make any difference at all. Still, we have to think about it.... It could be a boy. It could be a girl. It could be (God help me) a girl and a boy. So I don't know.

Other than that, things are swell. The baby is getting stronger every day (feels like he/she is beating me up) and my muscles in my uterus are getting better and better. They were painful for quite a while. I am scared sometimes that I won't be a good mother, but the books that I am reading say it is normal to be scared. That it is PROPER to be scared, because if you are scared, it will help to make you a good mother. I think about Dylan sometimes. I can only hope to be as patient and kind and loving as his adoptive parents are. I never got the chance to be with him much but I know that he is a wonderful child and has a wonderful family. I can't wait for him to meet his brother or sister someday.

Well that is all I have for now. Will try to keep you more informed on a more regular basis. Going to the Ultra Sound the 17th of this month. St. Patrick's Day. :) Yay. God Bless.

Anyone got any good ideas about how to rock a baby still in utero to sleep? LOL....I long for the days when he/she would stop moving whenever I layed down. Now he/she just keeps going at it until they have had their fill of fun kicking mommy and making her go pee! And man does my back ever hurt these days! You should see my belly - it looks like one of those Dirigibles the Spongmonkeys sing about. I dread to see what it is going to look like here in a few months! I am going to be large, if not in charge, lol ;)

I have had some whacky emotions lately. I worry too much I guess, I know that no matter what me and my child will always be taken care of. That's all I need to know :) I can't wait for the Ultra Sound to find out what this baby is! I am so excited. Danny thinks there is so much blue in this, but most of it looks primarily yellow to me, save the garnish at the top of the crib set and the lines interwoven with just as many-if not MORE - yellow lines in it. Isn't it adorable? I think so. I think it goes for a boy or a girl. Frankly I can't stand pink. Oh dear, have I made a feminine fau pax? I don't care! I hate it! LOL.

Well I am going to finish up my midnight snack (Cinnamon Toast Crunch - I try to eat sugar cereal when I am craving something sweet... lt is fortified with vitamins and minerals...but still tasty :p) and I am going to see if little Rebecca Lynn or Caleb Grant will let me go the heck back to sleep! Thanks for stoppin by once again. :)

Hello again. Danny here. Things are not quite as dire as Kristie let on in the previous posts. Must be preggo hormones. Of course making $1,100 in house payments a month isn't the easiest thing I've ever done. Anyway, let's talk about what we're here to talk about.

We bought some things for the nursery. We won't know if we are having a boy or a girl until March 17th but we just can't help ourselves. We are just so excited. We bought a Diaper Genie, socket plugs, a tiny grooming kit, a little Lord's prayer doll, a baby monitor to match the nursery decor, a set of three Avent bottles, a set of three playtex bottles, a set of three bottles that I can't remember the brand, a set of six Gerber bottles and a crib set called Sun, Moon & Stars. You can see it here. We also bought a mobile to match. We're gonna get border and a crib skirt later. We can't find the window valance though. It wasn't at Babies R Us and it's out of stock at Amazon.com. I suppose we'll make do with something. I know there's an awful lot of blue in this particular Nursery theme and we don't yet know if we are going to have a son or a daughter. This is what we plan. If it's going to be a girl we will place the border along the top of the wall and paint the walls all yellow and if we are having a boy we'll place the border along the middle of the wall and paint below it yellow and above it blue. I think that will work. That's it. That's all I gotta say for today.

Hello world. Not a whole lot to report today, was worried for a bit because I did not feel the baby move for a while. Finally, today in church he started his "womb wiggle" again, or she, that is. We still do not know what the baby is yet. I am praying in earnest that my child can and will grow up here. I like it here and I don't want to have to leave. It would be bad for me but it would be worse for my husband. He already feels like he has failed everyone in the world. He told me yesterday that he feels like he has failed his unborn child already. I feel for him; a man should never have to feel that way. He makes a sufficient amount of money, but when I am not working that money goes to bills that I normally pay. Just figuring up one house payment, the cost of food and utilities comes out to seventeen hundred dollars a month. And we have two house payments. So it is often a choice of what we need and what we can do without... many people don't realize that. When I was working I paid all of the utilities - I mean ALL of them - gas, electric, water, phone, cable, trash, car insurance, and I bought ALL of the groceries. All Danny had to worry about were the house payments. Things were easier then. I have been trying in earnest to find a job where I can make some kind of money... anything. I can't seem to find anything that I could actually make it to if I could actually get hired. After all, my transportation got mangled when I did. And I can't go back to Waffle House. My hip and pelvis hurt so bad some days that I can barely stand.

I am supposed to call that lawyer tomorrow; he said he has an appt. with an insurance adjuster tomorrow. I MAYBE might be getting something. I am praying for it, so I can bring this to rights and take Danny's mind off of his worries for just a little while. Sometimes he snaps and yells at me lately, when he never did before, and I know it is because of the stress-but he doesn't realize how badly it upsets me. I love him and when he feels badly so do I.

What's worse is his family thinks I dislike them now. I never thought I was hurting anyone when I was ranting and raving and carrying on... that was never my intention anyway. If they really knew me they would realize that I am the kind of person who would never want to hurt ANYONE - emotionally or otherwise... on purpose. Especially the people that I care deeply about. And they are some of those people. All I ever wanted to do was support my husband. I worry for him. For his health, emotionally, physically, psychologically. I am not a strong person. I can be the one he leans on...but if he goes out of his mind I will have no one to lean on in return. I told him again tonight that I swear to stand by him no matter what decision he makes. And I'll say it again; I swear to stand by him no matter what decision he makes. I know that he will do the right thing. I know that he will always take care of me and my child. I may not post for a while... there is just nothing happy to report these days. We can't enjoy this time like we should. It's unfortunate for us... but even more unfortunate for our child. I never wanted Danny to feel like he was failing him/her...and I never wanted to fail him/her either... but I have. So please God, if you're in, hear our pleas.

I removed the last post per request from my sister-in-law. I read her email and I agree with her; what I did was wrong. I am worried too and I don't know how to deal with this, but this wasn't the right way. I am entitled to my feelings, I know, but this was the wrong way to express them. I want my mother-in-law to know that I do appreciate everything she has done for me, she has been closer to a mother than anyone I have ever known, save my own. I spoke in anger and I should have never done that. I also want to apologize to my neice, she should never have to read anything so hateful. I love her dearly and I never ever want to upset her. We are in such a hard spot right now but it is not fair for everyone else to have to suffer for it. Bottom line is Danny loves his family, and I love them dearly. And I apologize from the bottom of my heart.

Hello once again. Danny here. We had an appoinment with the doctor yesterday. Everything seems to be just fine. We heard thr heart beat. That's really all that was done. Kristie got weighed, she lost a pound but that's perfectly normal for this stage of gestation and her blood pressure was up just a hair. The doctor didn't seem to be to awfully concerned about it so we aren't either. We have another ultrasound & regular appointment scheduled for March 17th.

That's all the news for today.

Well I went to my doctor yesterday and all is well! We heard the heartbeat VERY clearly. That was exciting. Sounded like ponies galloping in my belly :) The visit didn't last very long at all and my husband was a bit put out by it I think, because of the simple fact that he took off work an hour early to take me there and we didn't get seen until five-thirty, nearly an hour and a half after my appt. was supposed to take place. I explained to him that a short visit at this stage was a good thing; It meant that everything was progressing smoothly. The next visit should be a bit longer...because.. I AM GETTING AN ULTRASOUND! I am so excited about this, I don't know why, I have had one already. But this is like the VERY FIRST PHOTO of your child. I mean you can clearly tell that the baby is human by now.. and we might be able to tell if we are having a little Rebecca Lynn or a little Caleb Grant- if the baby is in a cooperative posistion, of course. I am so excited about that- that I could nearly bounce out of my chair. Danny (my husband) keeps saying that all we are going to get is a photo of butt cheeks. That would be ok too...lol... at least we might get to see what the baby is if it is mooning us.

The doctor asked if I would like to do a Spina Bifida and/or Down Syndrome test on the baby. I really didn't know if I should or not because of the simple fact that this is only the second time I have ever done this.. and the first time I did it I did do the test because I was unsure of the medical history of the father. He made up my mind for me though when he asked if I would terminate the pregnancy if the baby had Spina Bifida or Down Syndrome. I, of course, said HELL NO. Then he said the test would be really unneccessary and that it would pose more risk than help as I am overweight and it would make an amniocentesis difficult. It doesn't matter to me; I have felt this baby kick now. I could be giving birth to an alien and it wouldn't make one bit of difference. This is my child. This is my future. My hopes and dreams.

I have been letting the baby listen to MOZART FOR MOTHERS as much as possible... at least twenty to fourty minutes a day. He/She seems to really enjoy it; every time I put the headphones on my belly he/she does the "womb wiggle"...a series of light kicks and punches to let me know he/she hears it and is going to be born with the rythym.... if not raised with it...lol.

I wish that Danny was enjoying this pregnancy more. I know that he has a lot of stress right now and that really upsets me. I wish there was something that I could do to help ease the stress... A job...answering phones... filing stuff.. anything that is easy enough for me to handle and at least paid a little bit. I have finally faced the fact that I cannot go to back to work at the Waffle House right now because it takes me three hours just to clean the living room up..when before (even when the house was a total wreck) I could go through here and clean the whole house in just three hours. I am worried that I will never be the same... Am I going to be able to properly care for this baby? I am stressed too... I just try not to show it as much. One of us has to be strong I know, I am just getting tired. I don't want to have to be strong anymore. I want to be able to just sit back and relax and enjoy this time to the fullest. I can't deny that I am scared to death about not only this, but other aspects of our lives as well. Hopefully God will look out for us once more and things will be alright again...at least for a little while. I am sorry that I have rambled... I usually try to keep these posts light-hearted, but that is just not the mood I am in today. So no animal-fat salutations as an ending today. Just as a request for you to keep our new family in your thoughts and prayers.

Hello World. First time you've heard from the father, isn't it? Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Danny. I'm gonna be a father for the very first time and I am extremely excited about that fact. There's so many things going on in our lives right now that it's kind of difficult to really enjoy this blessing as it should be enjoyed. We have so many other stresses in our lives. But hey, this is not the forum for complaining. We are here to celebrate the arrival of a new life. My son or daughter. It feels so strange saying that.

Kristie has been a little afraid of using this blog. She says that she fears that her pregnancy may still be in jeopardy. She's had three pregnancies go wrong in the past but none has reached near to the seventeen weeks, almost eighteen, that she is at now. The baby has been kicking at her forever. With a baby that strong at that stage of gestation I'm sure he or she is gonna be just perfect. Of course my baby is gonna be perfect. How could it be otherwise. Kristie is going to continue to post here more & more as the pregnancy progresses and her fears subside. In the meantime I'll be dropping in from time to time let you know how things are going from my frame of mind.

Now, onto a little technical update. We were using BlogBuddy to post to blogger.com but it really didn't work half the time so I found a fabulous little program called Wbloggar. That's what I'm using at the moment. It's so cool. I've been working on looking for an alternate program and setting it up all night. Just thought I'd tell you that. It has nothing to do with the baby but I like to ramble on & on.

Well, I reckon that's it for my first post. And I make this solemn vow to you, dear reader, that in signing off there will never be any mention of chicken grease or any other type of animal fats in my closing salutations. Thank you for caring enough about us to check out this page.

Well I know that Dan has worked hard on this and I haven't kept it up like I should. The truth is, I am still nervous about this whole situation. I am scared that something terrible is going to happen to rip my dream away from me. Last night I had a big scare, I had a little bit of bleeding and some pretty severe pain in my left side. It went to the ER and it turned out to be nothing. But still, it scared me quite a bit. I know that Dan didn't think we needed to go, and he was probably right, but when I heard the doctor say *Everything looks fine*... my heart rose back up in my chest.

I am feeling the baby move more and more every day, his/her little legs are belting away from the inside and getting stronger and stronger. I can't wait for the Dad-To-Be to feel the baby kick for the very first time. I know that he will be thrilled. I am so happy that we are going to get to see this little munchkin. We already love him/her SO much... I don't know what life would be like without him/her now.

Well I go back to the doctor Monday and hopefully he will schedule my next sonogram then, for we are dying to know what this baby is. I want to know if it is a boy or a girl SO badly... I don't know why... it's very important to me. I never got the joy of knowing before hand with Dylan, even though I knew he was a boy deep down in my heart, I was still waiting for a surprise, lol.

Well I am going to go and see if I can rustle up some breakfast. I will write more tomorrow - PROMISE. Love, Peace, & Chicken Grease.

Well I got kind of nervous last night because I didn't feel the baby move for a very long time. Finally today I felt it move and I was pretty happy about it.

I feel so utterly helpless after this accident because whenever I go through here to clean my house I get so tired and achy because of the fractures I have suffered and I cannot even finish what I start out to do. I don't have any help from anyone and I get so embarrassed when people walk in here and find my house the state that it is in. I want to be able to cook and clean and work and run like I used to but I just can't. Everyone thinks that now because I can walk I can do anything and that is not the case.

The weight of the baby in the front of my belly is starting to take it's toll on my hip and my back. The only time I am ever really comfortable is when I am lying down, and even then I begin to hurt a lot. I don't know what to do, I feel hopeless and helpless and depressed most of the time. I am scared that I won't be able to care for my child properly when it is born and I am afraid that my sedentary lifestyle will make deliver and recovery harder. What am I supposed to do, though? Other than pray.... Hope that this all gets better. I will write more later on.

Danny says that I really don't write enough in my blog about the way I am feeling, so I think I will give it a shot.

Let's see, to start off with, I have acne all over my body. It is like I am fifteen again. I even have pimples on my *special* area and between the creases of my toes. I can't eat anything remotely spicy (i.e., tomato sauce, bar-b-q) or I will get heartburn that feels like there is a fire in my chest walls. I have ligament pain (ligament pain is due to the stretching and pulling of the two round ligaments on either side of the uterus as the baby grows) so bad sometimes that it feels like the baby has grabbed on to either side and has started swinging like a monkey from them. The pain in my already fractured pelvis is worsening more and more each day as the baby grows larger. I can't sleep because I can't find a comfortable posistion, I can't eat much of anything unless it is bland as hell (excuse me) and the doctors say this is all normal. In short, I am doing just fine, everything is normal. And normally, I feel like crap.

Other than that, I am extremely excited about this. This is something I have long for all of my life. And all this other stuff seems secondary to the fact that my prayer has been answered, indeed, at a rather odd time, but answered, nonetheless. Thank God for small miracles, and most importantly, thank God for the small miracle growing inside of me. I was very worried at the Doctor's office Wednesday when I could not hear his/her heartbeat with the doppler. I am overweight and I know it is normal in overweight women for it to be difficult for the heartbeat to be heard, but for a moment I froze and wondered if my tiny miracle had been taken away from me. I am so glad it was not. Thank you. God. Thank you, Dr. Youkilis. Thank you Danny for being by my side. And thank you, Rebecca or Caleb, for being you.

Haven't been writing as much in my blog lately. The soon-to-be second trimester fatigue has got me down, and I sleep as much as I can, when I can.

Well I am 13 weeks, which is great. It looks like the baby is gonna be here in July with us, and that excites us SO much! I go back to the doctor Wednesday (tomorrow) and hopefully we will get to hear the fetal heartbeat on a doppler.

I can't wait for the next ultrasound, so I can find out what my baby is. I am terribly excited. I am really dying to know. I think it is a boy, and my husband thinks it is a girl. We don't really care as long as it is healthy. I would love to have myself a little girl. But then again I would love to have myself a little boy, too. I am so excited but it hardly shows because I am so tired, ha ha.

Well I will write more after the doctor visit tomorrow, really been wanting to go back to the good old OBGYN, and make sure everything is A-Ok. I am sure it is. I feel so much more at ease now that I have passed the three month mark. Goodnight yall. Love, Peace, & Chicken Grease.

Well I have been lagging behind in my blog posts and it is annoying my husband. He has been off for two weeks though and when he is off like that I rarely do anything but try and spend time with him.

Well I turned 12 weeks today, which is great. That is the three month mark! Fantastic news for us, there is a 97 per cent chance that this pregnancy will continue. Seems to me we are having a baby!

I read on Babycenter.com that now our baby is flipping and fluttering (I knew that, I felt it for the first time New Years Day) and also sucking it's thumb and developing a rooting reflex. That is fascinating, like practice for he or she to be able to learn how to eat. :)

In What To Expect When You Are Expecting ( A GREAT Christmas gift from my Sister-In-Law), it says that the baby is looking more and more human, with its eyes moving closer together and it's ears shifting to the side of it's head. Shortly it will be able to hear outside noises, and we bought headphones for Him/Her to listen to MOZART FOR MOTHERS (a gift from the Father-To-Be) and ULTRASOUNDS - a cd we are waiting for to come in at Joseph Beth Booksellers. When we went there I also bought "Oh, The Places You'll Go" - A Book To Be Read In Utero - By Dr. Suess. I have read it to him/her once already, even though they can't understand a word of it yet. Doesn't matter, it made me feel a special closeness to my baby.

My friend Belinda brought me a lot of little onesies and sleepers for the baby after he/she is born, and a few recieving blankets. That is greatly appreciated. I got one recieving blanket from my Mother-In-Law, and two onesies for Christmas. They are so cute. The recieving blanket she gave me is fleece and has duckies on the fringe. I love lil duckies.

Well I have finished my night-time snack of a lil bit of Vanilla Ice Cream and now I am gonna go brush my teeth and hit the hay. Love, Peace, & Chicken Grease!