Dear Becca & Sibling,
                   Hello my dears how are you both doing? I know how you one of you are, one of you is in my tummy. One of you is taking nap, I think. At least I hope. Daddy is taking a nap, I know. If you are not still sleeping it is untelling what you are doing. Note: Becca, I am on the phone with Daddy. You are still sleeping. I discovered that I really liked name Joseph the other day, if the baby is a boy. I don't known what Daddy will think about it though, he wants to name the baby Ethan if it is a boy. You still want to name the baby Jack. If it is a girl we will of course, name the baby Rachel. Then we will have our Rachel and Rebecca.
      Daddy and I just remembered something we both wanted to mention in the blog last night. You asked Daddy if you could have another ice cream and he told you no. You then proceeded to come into the office where I was and ask me if you could have another ice cream, We had to get us a big laugh out of that because that is just what kids do. I of course, told you No as well. One ice cream is enough. I told Daddy that it would be the first of many times that you would do that.
      I got to see you before I left for work this morning. You woke up shortly after the alarm went off. We are going to have to think of something different with that alarm because it is so loud that it wakes you up every time. By the time the new baby comes it will be waking up the both of you.
      I had to stop this post at work because Mother was getting a little bit agitated. It was a pretty decent day all in all though. However, I missed you and Daddy terribly. I especially missed you, Becca. I was looking through all of your pictures and you were so pretty and it made me long to reach out and hold you. I hate being away from you for that long. When I go back to work after this new baby I don't know that I will signing up for any twelve hour days. That's too much time at one stretch away from Daddy, away from you, and now away from the new baby.
      I mentioned the name Joseph to Daddy and he said he does not like it. He is afraid that everyone will start to call him Joe. He asked me if I liked Tyler and I said No. I am afraid that everyone will call him Ty. We both like the name Issac a lot and I think it would be cute to have our little Rebecca and little Issac.
      I brought a pizza home from Pizza hut for us to eat for supper. You were excited to see me but the first thing you asked me was "Where's our pizza?". You knew that I was going to go out and get it and you were looking forward to it. You ate a good bit of it, too. Then you and I took a shower together and Daddy took a shower by himself in the other bathroom. We all took relatively lukewarm (well, at the end it was downright COLD) showers as Daddy was washing the whites at the same time we were bathing. We really need to get our water turned up. I am really proud of you and Daddy the both have you have been doing laundry all day and been doing a fine job of it. Daddy even picked up the kitchen and loaded the dishwasher for me. He's a good Daddy and a good husband. You're a good daughter and I love you 'to pieces, as we say.
      There were a thousand things I wanted to write to you about and I had them all in my head today, but they just disappeared when I got busy at work. Aunt Mary is coming up for a little baby shower tomorrow. You and I went out and bought her some things for the baby. After the shower I think you and Aunt Mary and I are going to go out to the mall and maybe to Gabriel Brothers. Daddy will like that, it will give him some alone time. I have to pick up shampoo and nightgowns for SIster Agnes tomorrow, so don't let me forget. Remember, Mommy Loves Rebecca! And (Namless) or Rachel!

Dear Becca,
            We had a fabulous day yesterday. I know you weren't feeling too well yesterday. I was told that you were very quiet and lethargic all day long while you were hanging out with Mamaw, Jacob and Jon. According to Mamaw you perked right up when Papaw got home from work. You do love your Papaw. Papaw dropped me off at our house before he came home. It was extremely windy yesterday and March is the month for flying kites so I went to K-Mart and bought two cheap ones and a really nice one. I took them down to Aunt Lynn & Uncle Rodney's, where everyone was at, so we could all fly kites. I walked in the door and you were very happy to see me but you really got excited about flying kites. You wanted to make them go up in the air. I bought a Barbie kite and a Spongebob kite for you and a really nice six foot kite for the boys.
      We all went out in the big field and you chased the tail of your Spongebob kite, your favorite while I tied to get it launched. Then an amazing thing happened; the kite began to rise into the sky and it kept right on rising. It rose so high that I ran out of string. I have never successfully flown a kite before in my entire life but today was different. Papaw was flying your Barbie kite and Jacob was trying to get their big one up. Jon was bugging me to let him fly the Spongebob kite since I already had it up. All the while you where laughing with glee. I eventually let Jon take the Spongebob kite and I went to see if I could help out Jacob with his kite and then another amazing thing happened. That kite took off too. I kept letting out more and more string while I tried to dodge Jon and the Spongebob kite. I had that kite even higher than the Spongebob kite because there was much more string with the more expensive one. The string reel was much fancier as well but it tended to take on a mind of its own and I ended up getting my fingernail bruised by the thing. I was in the zone though so I still kept feeding out more and more string. I might be exaggerating some but I swear I had that kite a hundred feet or more high. Then the unthinkable happened. A big gust of wind came along and snapped the line and the kite went sailing across the field. I was so disappointed by that. About the same time Jon crashed the Spongebob kite into the barb wire fence. I went to untangle the line from the fence and I asked Jon to help but he got two lines from two different kites so tangled up that both kites were more or less grounded for the day. Papaw came and helped me get the kite untangled from the fence. I had about five to ten yards of line on your kite so I sent it up again. You wanted to fly the kite so I handed it to you and let you fly it all by yourself. You did a fabulous job. You had the most adorable look of total concentration on your sweet little face. You and I had a great day of kite flying.
      I bought the kites mainly for the boys because they are going through a tough time right now. Their Grandpa, Butch, Uncle Rodney's father has cancer and has been very sick for several days. It wasn't too long ago that they lost their Grandma, Carol to the exact same form of cancer. Everyone is really tore up over it. I feel so bad for Uncle Rodney. I thought maybe the kites would be a fun little activity to kind of get their minds on something else for a brief moment. I think they had some fun. I feel bad for Allison too. She is such a good girl and is at and age now that she knows all too well what is happening and I know she must be hurting.
      Well, I have some stuff I want to take care of on the computer in the office, soon to be the nursery, so I will close out this post. And as always, Daddy loves Rebecca!

Dear Becca,
            Daddy pointed out that I had only written one blog this month and there have been some goings on I need to write about so I figured I would sit down and write one to you today.
You and I took a trip to your doctor today because you have been feeling puny for the last few days. On Monday I came home and your fever had gotten all the way up to 103. I figured we'd wait this out a couple of days, that it was probably just a cold and I didn't want to be looked at funny at the doctors office for rushing you up there for a little cold. I wish we had went on and went Monday now; you have the flu. The doctor had to swab your throat and you didn't like that at all. It made you gag and cough and you cried and cried. The doctor couldn't tell anything from that test so he decided to take a blood sample. I think you preferred to gag than get your finger poked and squeezed. The nurse poked your finger and you squawled and squawled. You did pretty well though for a two and a half year old and I was extremely proud of you. You informed me that you wanted Donald's for lunch, which is what you call McDonald's, and of course I said yes.
      After I called Daddy and Mamaw and told them what was going on we got into the car and headed on our way. When I pulled into the McDonald's parking lot you informed me that Mamaw took you to "Zoli's". Which is, of course, Fazoli's. I asked you where you wanted to go, McDonald's or Fazoli's, and you picked Fazoli's. So we went in and ordered a number four to share which is two pieces of pizza and a side of Spaghetti with Marinara. You chose the Spaghetti over the pizza. You really like Spaghetti. You ate a good bit of it, too. I am also sure it was easier on your little tummy than Pepperoni Pizza. We had some sugar free lemonade with our meal and you informed me that it was DEEEEE-YICOUS.
      When we got home we both went to the potty and then you settled in on the couch with some juice and a blanet to watch Lilo & Stitch. I came in here to sit down and write this blog and before long I heard you go into the bathroom again. I told you to come here and you said no, that you were going to go poo-poo. I went in and helped you down with your panties and stuff and you sat up on the potty big as the world and went poo-poo all by yourself. I was so very proud of you. Then we washed our hands and put on a new pull-up and now I hear you watching Dora and playing in the living room. We are going to have to treat you extra special while you have the flu, not like how badly we treat you now, ha-ha. You're going to be even more spoiled than usual, though, and I hope that helps you feel better. Well, Mommy loves Rebecca!

Dear Becca,
            Your Mom must have been extremely tired this evening because she went to bed at 6:30 and is still fast asleep. It was just you and I most of the evening. After work I had asked Papaw if he could stop off at Krogers for me so I could get some hot dogs and some hot dog buns. That's what we had for supper. We all watched a little television and then I gave you a bath. While you were in the bath your Mom went to bed. I got you out and dried and dressed you for bed and then you hung out on my lap playing with your Mom's hand held computer. You announced that it was your favorite. Then we watched an episode of Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends, twice and then I put you to bed. I have never known you to go to sleep so easy. You asked for a story then changed your mind and decided you wanted a lullaby instead. I sang you a Hush Little Baby, which is your favorite, gave you a kiss and a hug and told you I loved you and started to leave. The only thing you said as I left was that you would see me tomorrow and I haven't heard a word from you since.
      You haven't been feeling that well these past few days. Yesterday daycare called and said that Momma was going to have to come get you because you had a temperature of 102. It freaked your Mom out. She had Mamaw watch you while she went to work but she left early to be with you. We got you some Tylenol Multi-symptom cold medicine and some regular Tylenol chewables. They seemed to bring your temperature down a bit. I gave you one and a half chewables when I got home and the other half when I put you to bed.
      Your Mom was supposed to post a blog post today but I suppose she was just too tired. Her belly is getting bigger with your new brother or sister and her body is stretching in ways that are painful for her. Well, it's fortyfive minutes past my bedtime and I still need to take a shower so I will close out this post. Daddy loves Rebecca!

Dear Becca,
            We all had a pretty nice weekend. Friday you & I went to get some cash from the ATM to pay the daycare for Thursday because we have ran out of checks. We stopped for automobile fuel and then we went to give the daycare their money. You thought you were going to stay and you cried and hung on to my neck with your head nestled into my chest. After we left you were fine. We then went to Wal-Mart in Lawrenceburg and got a bunch of groceries, two new summer dresses, insoles for my work shoes, and a gallon of bubbles. We went home and blew bubbles for awhile until I got too cold. You wanted to stay outside but I was cold so we went in. Mom showed up shortly thereafter and we had tomato soup and grilled cheese grilled on our George Foreman grill. You stayed up later then usual and went to bed.
      Saturday was a pretty typical Saturday. Mom went to work and I stayed home with you. Later in the day Mamaw & Papaw called and told me to look outside and there was a strange brand new Nissan Pathfinder. It looked exactly like Aunt Lynn & Uncle Rodney's new Pathfinder but it was silver. It turns out that Mamaw & Papaw had went out and bought one nearly exactly like it. You and I took a little ride in it and you announced that you liked Mamaw's new truck better than her van. I think she does too.
      Turns out that Mom got Sunday off so I stayed up late and slept in. You got up at your regular time and Mom got up with you. The weather was pretty nice this morning so she took you outside and let you ride your tricycle that Santa brought you this past Christmas and then the two of you went to the backyard. You wanted me out there too so she came and woke me up. I went outside and played with you in the backyard while Mom went the grocery store to buy stuff to fix on the grill. She came home and we had grilled burgers, chips, mac & cheese, cottage cheese and soda for lunch. You went down very easily for your nap after lunch and your Mom and I watched some television in peace. You woke up and we had a grand time with you for the rest of the day.
      Well, it's late and I have to take a shower and go to bed so I will close out this post. Daddy loves Rebecca!

Dear Becca,
            Look at you, ain't you beautiful. That's what you said to Mom today when you came into the living room today wearing two shirts that you put on yourself. You just now came in here with your pajama bottoms on your head with the legs hanging down on each side of your head and announced that you were a bunny. Mom & I both laughed heartily. We took some pictures of you and then I told you I was going to sit down and write you a blog. You thought that was a fabulous idea. You rushed across the room and brought me one of your wooden blocks and told me you wanted me to write you that block. We've been writing all over your block with a green crayola. You are so much fun.
      Last night was kind of rough for all of us. For some strange reason you didn't want to sleep at all last night. You started out just hollering for Momma & Daddy. Momma thought maybe you would drift off to sleep if you had a movie to look at. I went into your bedroom and put on a movie for you and left. That's when you started screaming. Eventually Momma couldn't take it any longer so she went into your room and laid down on your bedroom floor and started to watch the movie with you but that didn't work either. She left and you started screaming again. We even tried to let you sleep with us but you kept trying to kick Mom's pregnant tummy and we couldn't have that so we had to put you back in your room. Eventually at around three this morning you went to sleep. Mom said you woke up around your normal time and didn't take a nap. You're a little stopped up right now but I don't see how that could cause the kind of problems we had last night. Mom said if you have another night like last night she is going to take you to see the pediatrician.
      Granny comes home from the hospital Monday. We'll get to see her a whole lot more when she does but I don't think Mamaw feels like she is ready to come home just yet. I'm hoping she will feel more at ease at her own home even though I don't think she likes it as much living in the house as much as she liked living in her own apartment.
      You're sitting on your picnic rug eating cheese slices and watching Max & Ruby on Television right now. I don't know what we would do without TiVo. We've always got your favorite shows ready to go for you. When I was growing up I only got to watch cartoons on Saturday Morning. I've told you all about the Saturday morning cartoons from years gone by. Now there's cartoons on twenty-four hours a day on three or four channels. When I was growing up we only had three channels to watch; when the weather was clear we could get four or five whereas you have access to over a hundred channels. You picked a good time to be a toddler.
      Well, I'm gonna close out this "block" now. If I can talk your Mom into it maybe this weekend we'll go get you another pair of earrings. You lost the $100 pair I got for mom that she couldn't wear and the next pair we tried irritated your ears so we had to take them out and let your ears heal. I think they look and feel fine but what does Daddy know about earring holes. I've never had my ear pierced; Papaw would have ripped it out the hard way. I hope your holes haven't closed up yet. Daddy loves Rebecca!

Dear Becca,
            Well, it looks like the tab key is working now. I'm getting this laptop pretty well put together. I've had lots of fun doing it too. There's been some frustration but the frustration only makes success that much sweeter.
      What went on this week? Let me see. Monday, as you know I got this new laptop and on Tuesday I went out by myself after work and bought some milk and some Chinese food from Wok n' Go. I brought it home and you set up the TV tray in the kitchen and set up two chairs and you & I sat there and shared some Chinese food. It was fun.
      Wednesday was something special and not just because it was Valentines Day. There was snow in the forecast for early Wednesday morning and your Mom had an appointment with her ob/gyn; she didn't really want to try to drive in potentially treacherous conditions so she asked me to take off work and take her to her appointment. I was only too happy to because I wanted to be there for your new baby brother or sister's ultrasound. We got up that morning and sure enough the cars where covered in ice. We took you to daycare and we were on our way to the doctor's office. The roads didn't seem too bad at first but when were almost at the doctor's office we had quite a scare. I was braking at a light at the end of Lane Allen Rd. where it crosses Nicholasville Rd. and I started to slide. There were cars in front of us and I was sliding right towards them. I guided the truck toward the curb because I didn't want to hit the cars in front of us. I was going to take it up on the curb if I had to. I was also at the same time trying to get control of the vehicle. I let off the brake and started tapping lightly and I got it under control well before we came to the cars in front of us or the curb. It wasn't really that close but it certainly was scary. Your Mom told me that she felt vindicated about asking me to drive her and I have to agree. While your Mom is an excellent driver, I don't believe I would trust her in icy conditions simply because she has never driven when it was icy.
      We got to the doctor's office and went in for our ultrasound. I watched the monitor as the tech looked for your little sibling and when I saw the actual shape of a baby I hollered out in glee. It was just so amazing. As we watched our youngest child on the screen, lo and behold, he or she turned over and we could see it as plain as if she or he were laying next to us. That's something I will never forget. We found out that she was about a week farther along than we had originally been led to believe. She is now thirteen weeks pregnant. That puts her due date around August 22nd or 23rd. The doctor told us he planned on scheduling a c-section and that is usually done two weeks before the due date so that puts it around August 9th. Pretty cool, huh?
      After we got out of the doctor we went to Red Lobster for a Valentines Day lunch. We both had a very nice lunch and then we went to Staples where I purchased a tiny mouse for the new laptop and then on to Thornton's where they had a good deal on laptop carrying cases. then we came home and watched a television show and then I went to get Sissy from her orthodontist and your Mom went to pick you up from daycare.
      I forget what happened Thursday and not much happened Friday.
      We got our tax return this past Friday and now it's all gone. We gave it all to Mamaw & Papaw for things dealing with this house.
      Well, I'm going to close out this post. Daddy loves Rebecca!

Dear Becca,
               Guess where I am sitting as I type this blog post. I am sitting in my recliner. We got our new laptop today and I am setting it up. You are on your picnic rug eating cheetos and your Mom is laying on the couch. She found out today that she has a torn tendon in her knee and she can't take painkillers because she is pregnant.
      The tab key isn't working. I'll figure it out later. Daddy loves Rebecca!

Dear Rebecca,
                  I should be in bed already because I have to readjust to first shift. They are sending us back a week earlier than planned. I'll be glad to have my evenings with you again instead of my computer. Speaking of computers, we are expecting the laptop Monday; I'm excited!
      Gotta hit the proverbial hay before you wake up again. You haven't slept well tonight. Daddy loves Rebecca!

Dear Rebecca & Sibling,
               Hello children. That is one huge step I just took. We have another Ultrasound Wednesday and I am still holding my breath until I see the 'sibling' on the screen. I know everything is OK but I still can't let myself breathe easy until the 3 month mark, which, by the way, is also on Wednesday. The other huge step that I took today is the fact that I bought myself a Maternity Shirt. It's pink and awfully cute. It says "Beauty, Brains, & Belly". There is another one out there I want to get on Wednesday that says "Expecting Greatness".
      Rebecca, right now you are taking a bath. You told me that I had to 'Go Away'. So I slipped around the corner to write you this blog and I keep hollering at you to say something to me and you are getting very aggravated. I can't say I blame you. If I was trying to relax in a warm bath I'd want to be left alone, too. We had a pretty good day together, you and I. When you got up this morning we spent an hour filling out your Valentine Cards and now they are all over the house. I'm going to have to gather them up. You had big fun putting the stickers on the cards. Then we got Daddy up for some lunch then we all laid down to take a nap. When Daddy got up to leave for work, He dropped his wallet out of his pocket and we had to take it to him at work and put it in his truck. We also bought him a water and a Newspaper and we were well on our way home when discovered we hadn't left the wallet in his truck after all. We got back just in time to see your dear old Dad on his break. He was glad to see us, as always. We were glad to see him too. Then we made our way home and we stopped at K-Mart to have us some dinner and pick up the aforementioned Maternity Shirt. You ate a whole hot dog (well, the weenie of it) and some fries. I had a hamburger and a few fries and the rest of your cookie, which I should not have done. I just stood there mindlessly munching after you handed me your cookie and started playing with the toys. You've had three large poo-poos today so I reckon you must have a little bug or you must have eaten something that disagreed with you. You just told me a moment ago after I had to pause this blog and get you out of the tub that your butt hurt. I would imagine it does. I put some thick lotion and powder on your bottom but I don't know how well that helped you. You don't seemed to be unable to eat though, so I am not too worried about it. You just asked me for some more dry Peanut Butter Captain Crunch. You are watching your nightly episode of Max & Ruby.
      With you, Rebecca, I craved Fried Chicken. I never really cared for Fried Chicken all that much until I got pregnant with you. Then one day we had some at church and I couldn't get enough of it. I know everybody thought I was a hog over in the corner with an entire 8-piece bucket. I didn't particularly care, though. I wanted us some fried chicken! I also used to sneak and spread peanut butter on the fried chicken. I know people with think that is gross, maybe a little weird, but not nearly as weird as this: Right now, I am craving Close-Up toothpaste. I know that I can't eat the stuff, so I just brush my teeth with it as often as I can. Also, I would love to take a big honking bite out of a bounce sheet. Yes, a bounce sheet. I think they smell good enough to eat. Of course, I didn't feel that way before I was pregnant with your sibling, Rebecca. And of course, I know better than to take any bites out of any sort of dryer sheet. The only other food I seem to want to eat is something that I really can't tolerate because of the gestational diabetes: Cereal. Cereal is chocked-full of carbohydrates. I can tolerate about a half a serving size with some milk and that's it. Any more than that and my sugar shoots to the moon. Oh well. I reckon I will have to put off my cereal cravings until after you are born, 'Sibling'. I can't wait to know what you are; I hate calling you that. Of course, after you are born, I will probably no longer crave cereal.
      Well, it's almost time for Rebecca to go to bed so I had better sign off of here for now. Mommy loves Rebecca - and her Sibling!

Dear Rebecca,
                  I'm very sorry I couldn't go with you & Mom to see Granny on her birthday. I called and wished her a happy birthday but it just wasn't the same.
      We're now in the coldest stretch of winter we have seen all year long. The roads were supposed to get bad yesterday so instead of you going to day care I took you with me to work so you could ride home with Papoo. First we stopped by Professional Optical and they said all they had to do was order me another arm for it. They put one similar on until the new one comes in so I can now wear the glasses. We walked in and even though it's been a long time since you were there you remembered that they have toys. You told me you were going to go play. While I waited for them to fix my glasses I watched you play with a Jack in the Box and big Legos. After they had my glasses fixed I told you it was time to go and for you to put the toys up and you did it without even the slightest whimper. There were other people in there and I was so proud of what a well behaved little angel you were at that moment. It wasn't that way earlier in the day. I told you it was time to come and get your shoes on and you told me no; you were playing. I hollered at you and started counting and the next thing I saw was you swinging around the corner and running up the hall as fast as your legs would take you. I really didn't like you telling me "No".
      As I was saying, when we got to the factory after we had my glasses fixed I got you our and proceeded to take the car seat out and when I turned around you were laid down in the parking lot making a snow angel. We were on the extreme far end of the lot and it was way before anyone gets off work. That's why I was comfortable turning my back on you. Still I took you over to the grass so you could make your snow angels there. You had big fun making your angels and making snow balls. You like making snow balls. You tried to do it the other day but you didn't have any mittens so your Mom put some socks on your hands but that didn't work out as well as you would have liked. We bought you some mittens the next day. I told you to wait for Papoo to come out of the factory and to throw snow balls at him. You thought that was a grand idea. It was such a funny site. Papoo cam out like with his lunch box and trudged toward his automobile like he has for the past thirty years but this time there was a little two year old girl slinging snow at him. I wish I had brought my camera. It was such a sight.
      You are spending the night with Mamaw & Papaw right now. I know that your Mom misses you but I also know she will appreciate the chance to sleep in. You told your Mom last night on the phone that you didn't want to come home, you wanted to spend the night down there and so you did. Yesterday before your Mom went to work she gave you an ice cream cone and as you were happily licking away on it I asked what you loved better, Daddy or Ice cream. You aid ice cream. I assumed you would say that about anybody so I asked you what you loved better, Momma or ice cream and you said Momma. You are a mischievous little thing. You were just teasing Daddy because I know that you love me.
      Mom had some cramping last night and it concerned her a bit. She said it hurt but there wasn't any bleeding. She seamed cool about it. I on the other hand was freaking out. SHe called her ob/gyn's office and they told her that since we have already seen a viable pregnancy in her uterus and she has had a c-section that it was more than likely her expanding uterus pressing against the scar tissue from the c-section she had with you. That made me feel so much better. I'm looking forward to being a Daddy again. I know your Mom was kind of upset that I didn't get all excited and happy when we first found out but I am certainly excited and happy now.
      Well, it's almost six in the morning and I should have already been in bed so I will close this post out. Daddy loves Rebecca!

Dear Rebecca,
                     Today is Granny's 90th birthday. We all went up to the hospital and stayed with her for most of the day, except for Daddy who did not go with us because he had to work. I know he wishes he could have been there, though.
                     You and I made Granny a cake for her birthday and it was a big hit. Mamaw had two store bought cakes but everyone was more impressed with your cake. You were the star of the show as usual. I think Granny had a real good birthday but like I told Mamaw, we could have all left and just left you there and that would have been perfectly fine with Granny. She only had eyes for you today. You love her dearly and she feels the same way about you. You were surprisingly well-behaved and I was really proud of you. Everyone thought you were super cute, all of the nurses and CNA's did too. You told Uncle Mike that everyone makes over you. He said he had to agree. You are so funny sometimes.
                  You got to sit up on Granny's bed and help her blow her candles out, and you also got to eat a big rose icing off of Granny's cake. She couldn't concentrate on opening her presents for staring at you. Granny loves you so much, little girl. No one got any attention from Granny today but you. You mean the world to Granny and I adore that.
                  You rode with Mamaw on the way home and well stopped at DQ for a late supper. Mamaw treated us so that was nice. You had a hot dog that you didn't eat along with some french fries that you also didn't eat and an ice cream cone treat that you also didn't eat. You also had a massive poo-poo, or what you call a "Monster Poo-Poo" at the DQ and they didn't have any changing tables. So I just had to have you bend over and wipe you over and over and over again there. Then I had to half-way wrap you up in a diaper so that I didn't have to fully undress you just to get your pull-up on. Needless to say, that was quite an excercise trying to get cleaned up, wrapped up and bundled up in a unequipped bathroom. We got on our merry way and your rode home with Mamaw and we all met up here at our humble abode. Thats when I plopped you in the bathtub to finish cleaning you up from our DQ fiasco and I noticed that you had red splotches all over your chest and back. I freaked out and called Mamaw who thought you had the measles or the chicken pox and to be honest, that's what I was thinking, too. But I called Pediatric and Associates after hours and they said they thought it was a viral rash and that you needed to stay away from other children and especially pregnant women. Well I informed her that there was no avoiding being in contact with at least one pregnant woman, which is, me.
              After your bath, I got you all dried off and lotioned up and got you some chocolate milk and you watched Max & Ruby. Then we brushed your teeth and put you to bed and you didn't have much trouble going. Before bed though I gave you a dose of benadryl because the nurse said that would be alright and she also said if you got too itchy we could rub you down with 1% hydrocotrisone cream. She doesn't seem to think that much is going to amount of it but to call her back if you get a fever or the spots get purple or blood colored. I hope they don't, but I am not sending you to daycare tomorrow just in case. I am going to send you to Papoo because he likes hanging out with you. Also, if you are contagious I really don't want any of the other kids getting it. Well little girl, I just checked my sugar and it was 120, which is perfect for two hours after a meal. I am going to go give myself my shot, have my snack and hit the hay. I am flat exhausted. Remember, Mommy (and your Great Granny) loves Rebecca!

Dear Rebecca,
                  Hey, little girl of mine. I am really very tired right now. I came home Friday night from work and set about playing on the computer and I really got into some serious stuff and it got later and later but I just wasn't tired at all. I ended up laying down at around 6:30 Saturday morning but I still couldn't sleep. You and your Mom woke up and she went off to work. A little later as I was fixing your breakfast she showed up took you to work with her for a couple of hours so I could get some sleep. You came back around noon. We had some lunch and watched an episode or two of Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends, that's a cartoon we both like about a foster home for imaginary friends owned by old Mrs. Foster. We both get a kick out of it. After we watched Foster's we both laid down for a nap. I have been so screwed up with my sleeping this weekend.
      We all went to the grocery store yesterday afternoon. You broke my glasses that I just got in December. You really shouldn't have been able to break them so easy so it really wasn't your fault. Luckily I can wear my safety glasses from work until we get my street glasses fixed or replaced. I am going to take them back to Professional Optical Tuesday and see if there's anything they can do. I really don't want to have to purchase another set of frames. I don't think that would be fair since I haven't had these glasses that long anyway.
      Your Mom and I took turns taking a nap when we got home from the grocery store while you, who needs it most because you are two, didn't nap at all yesterday. We were going to watch Super Bowl XLI together but your Mom said she was real sleepy so I told her she could stay in bed and she was very grateful. She didn't care anything about football anyway. I sat down to watch it with a bowl of the chili your Mom made for us and some Frito's Corn Chips. I watched the first ten minutes or so and then, since I was watching this on TiVo I fast forwarded through it until I saw the score change and then I would look at what happened and then run it forward again. I watched some of the Super Bowl commercials and then I got up to come in here and play on the computer. I think I am computered out this weekend. I did an overhaul of your online photo album and I deleted lots of stuff that I haven't worked on in years and never will again and I changed locations for all of my pages.
      I also purchased a new laptop computer with the new Windows Vista operating system from Dell. I'm using Windows XP on our desktop computer which is also a Dell. As I was shopping for the laptop I saw where they had a Palm Z22 for well under a hundred dollars so I purchased that as well. I think both your Mom & I both are more excited about the Palm than about the laptop. We plan on getting Pocket Quicken and American Baby pregnancy tracking software to go with it. It comes with just about everything else your Mom may need. I just checked and it has already shipped. I just hope someone is at home to pick it up when it comes in.
      Later today after I get up and get ready we are all going to see Granny. At the moment she is still at St. Joseph's but she is scheduled to go to the Cardinal Hill rehab floor at Good Samaritan Hospital where I was born. It's her 90th birthday today. Your Mom made a cake for her but it came apart so we are eating on it. I think she's going to make another one later this morning. We probably need to stop by Sav-a-lot and buy some paper plates and plastic forks. I'm sure she will have lots of visitors and I'm sure they will want to share her birthday cake.
      You will be happy to note that w.bloggar is now posting to this blog website. Before we had to go to blogger.com and do in manually. I know you don't care about this or even know what I am talking about since it's all ancient 2007 technology. I just wanted to mention it because I'm excited about it.
      I'm done. I'm going to watch some television and go to bed. Daddy loves Rebecca!

Dear Rebecca,
                        Tonight I got off work early so that I could go pick you up at the daycare. I was so very happy to see you because I had missed you terribly all day. All I wanted to do today was to stay home and play in the snow with you. Unfortunately my time was demanded elsewhere and I didn't get to do that. I miss you so when I am away from you, especially on days like today. You have never really seen very much snow and you were quite enthralled with it. You kept trying to eat it off the car.
                        Anyway today you went to day care and I know you had fun. When you asked where we were going this morning and I told you that I was going to the doctor you informed me that you were going to work, you were going to work at the day cae. You are funny little thing sometimes. You got to stay with Papaw and Mamaw yesterday afternoon and I know you really enjoyed that. You haven't been getting to see very much of them since Granny has been in the hospital. When they brought you home you just had to doctor them with your doctor kit. You gave Mamaw a pill and told her it was an old pill and that now she could die. We all had a big laugh out of that. I had to give Mamaw some Coffee Mate for her coffee and I told her not to get pulled over because the cops would think that powdery white stuff was something illegal. I put it in a little baggie for her.
                           When we got home today we had a supper of Mac & Cheese and Tuna, and a side of Peas. We also had some Diet V8 Splash which is pretty tasty if I do say so myself. You kept calling it your good juice. Then we played in the floor after I cleaned up the kitchen some then we got you dressed in your jammies and we cuddled under your pink blanky on the couch watching Spongebob until Daddy called. Then we got your teeth brushed and got your milk shook and made chocolate. You like to "Shake milk and make it chocate" as you say. Now you are resting quietly and I am trying to post a little blog before I lay down for the night. It will be soon because I have to work tomorrow. I just wanted you to know how much I missed you today. Mommy loves Rebecca!

Dear Rebecca,
                  Greetings & salutations, Rebecca Lynn Lanham. Your Mom found out the other day that she had gestational diabetes. We knew she was going to get it but we were kind of surprised that it came on so soon in her pregnancy. Just like when she was pregnant with you she has become a food nazi. She must count or measure everything that goes in her mouth and nothing does go into her mouth until she has taken her glucose levels. I am very proud of the way your Mom handles herself when she is pregnant. It all goes back to the fact that she is a very good mother, even before her children are born.
      I got our taxes filed and the IRS and the KRS has already accepted both our federal and state returns respectively. The program says we should be getting our return around the ninth of this month but last year we got it about a week later than the program said we would. I expect to get our return around the fifteenth of the month. We're gonna get back $3,012 dollars. We have decided to keep the twelve dollars so we can go out and paint the town red or maybe a very pale pink on that kind of money. We have to give the rest of it to Mamaw & Papaw for taxes and insurance on our house, plus whatever is left over for emergencies that we might run into.
      Well, Not a whole lot else has happened the past few days. I'll close out this post now. Daddy loves Rebecca!

Dear Rebecca,
                  I wish I could type faster. I know pretty much what I want to say in this post but I know it will take forever to say it if I have to use my hunt and peck method, which I do. Your Mom is the typist of the family. She used to be even better than she is today but where the nerves are damaged in her hand as a result of her accident a few years ago, she isn't quite the typist she once was.
      Granny is still doing okay. We hope that they can get her moved back to the Woodford County hospital soon. We all went to see her Sunday evening. When we first went in you were kind of scared of Granny because she had tubes running all over the place around her. Eventually you warmed up and crawled into her hospital bed with her and gave her a big kiss. I was glad we were able to get to see her Sunday. Before we went to see Granny we went to Cici's for some pizza. Your Mom & I ate like ravenous dogs; you on the other, who's idea Cici's was anyway, barely ate a bite. After we visited with Granny we went to Starbucks where your Mom & I both got some foofoo coffee beverages and you got a hot cocoa that you called your chocolate coffee. Actually I was the one who had the chocolate coffee. Three drinks cost us over ten dollars. We then went to the grocery store and then on home.
      Since I have been on second shift I have noticed that I am a little too short tempered with you than I have ever been in your whole life. I am sorry for snapping at you for doing things that two year olds are supposed to do. For example, Sunday night I had taken your pull up off of you and went to find you a new one and when I went back to your room there lay two huge piles of toddler dung. I kind of snapped at you about using the potty; not the best method of potty training, I know. I then realized that those two piles looked awfully soft; it was then that I realized you had a case of diarrhea. I took you into the bathroom where you proceeded to put some more in the potty. You proudly showed me and I praised you as I should. The accident was more my fault than yours; I should have put a pull up on you right away. You still seem to love me though so I suppose I haven't scarred you for life yet.
      The other day you bit yourself. We didn't think too much about it because we figured that it hurt and since it did you wouldn't do it again. Well, yesterday you did it again. I told Mom and she called the pediatrician who told us either you had some more teeth coming in, which you don't or you are doing it to get attention. You get all of the attention you can handle so I don't see how that applies. I hope you don't bite yourself again. Papoo told you that only dodos bite themselves, he always calls you a dodo, and when Mamaw asked you why you bit yourself you told her it was because you were a dodo.
      I'm just about ready to file our tax return using TurboTax software like I do every year. I thought we were ready to file tonight but I was informed by TurboTax that we could deduct your child care expenses. So I am going to have your Mom get Hayley's Way tax identification number tomorrow and then file them when I wake up or when I get home from work. Your Mom's jobs, Kroger and Taylor Manor have been a huge help to us financially this past year but she was claiming one on her w-4 and it really threw our return off. She didn't pay hardly any taxes on the eleven thousand dollars she made this year so now we have to pay it at the end of the year. Luckily I paid in enough so that we are going to get enough back to cover our taxes and insurance on the house but I don't know how much we are going to be able to put back for a rainy day. As it stands right now we are going to get just a hair over $3,000 if we can take the child care credit and just under $3,000 if we can't. We take the standard deduction but we can still take the childcare credit which I didn't know. Quicken says we paid out $565 in child care last year so that gives us a credit of $113. I have no idea how they came up with that figure. That's just what TurboTax told me and TurboTax has never lied to me yet. It will be a bear if we have to produce proof of the $565 but I am sure we can for most of it. We paid all of that out in checks except for ten dollars. I am going to have to set up a place to put our receipts from day care so we will have absolute proof. We spent $565 in all of last year. You were in day care for six months. So far in just the first month of the year we have spent $255 in day care.
      Your Mom went to work yesterday and we put you down for a nap right before she left. Unfortunately you didn't go right to sleep. Eventually you fell into a peaceful sleep but I had to wake you up to take you to day care. You really didn't want to go. You usually love going to day care but this time you were tired and cranky. When I dropped you off you cried and clung to my neck. I called Mom and I called Mamaw and told them all about it. Mamaw called Papoo and he decided to pick you up from day care on his way home. When I got to work I gave him the car seat from the truck and he went and got you. You had lots of fun with Mamaw & Papoo last night. I think maybe I will be taking you to work with me and handing you off to Papoo as he leaves for the next three weeks while I am on second shift. Day care is getting expensive as referenced in the preceding paragraph.
      That's just about all I have time to type for now. Daddy loves Rebecca!

Dear Rebecca,
               I just got back from the hospital a little while ago. Granny is doing much better for now. I don't think things look really great right now though. Mamaw was terribly upset and who can blame her. Imagine how you would feel if you knew you were losing your own dear mother. When I arrived there at a little before one o'clock this morning I was met in the upstairs waiting room by Papoo, Uncle Rodney, Uncle Tommy and Leah. Leah showed me the way back to Granny's room even though I already knew the way. All of Granny's children were there; Mamaw, Uncle Donny, Uncle Mike, Aunt Louise and Aunt Linda. Chris, Mike's wife was also there as was Aunt Lynn. We had all gathered for a death bed vigil that was not to be and I couldn't be happier that we avoided such an event.
      Your Aunt Lynn and myself are probably closer to Granny than all of her other grandchildren because we were raised up next door to Granny and Bambi Dee. I have been so incredibly lucky in the fact that in my nearly forty years I have only lost one person to whom I was really close and that was Bambi Dee who passed away from lung cancer in 1985 when I was seventeen or eighteen. It was close to my birthday when he passed away so I am not exactly sure how old I was. Anyway, this one event is my only experience with dealing with the death of a loved one. I have had relatives and friends pass on before but no one near as close to me as Bambi Dee. I feel that sooner rather than later I will be having to go through it again with our beloved Granny. Your Mom has had much more experience with death of loved ones than I have. Her mother, your grandmother passed away when your Mother was only a child. Her best friend Nancy Mangione died much too young two years before you were born and I am sure she has more terrible experiences with grief. Even though your Mom has had more experience with death than I have doesn't mean that losing Granny will be any easier on her than it would be otherwise.
      Mamaw told me before I left that late last night Granny went into respiratory failure. The hospital staff sprang into action and expertly performed their duties and saved Granny's life. She is convinced and I am obliged to agree with her, that if Granny had been at home she would not have survived. Her nose bled from her blood pressure getting so high. We are very lucky that we still have Granny with us for even one more day.
      The three of us will go visit her tomorrow. Whenever we go see Granny at St. Joseph's Hospital or even drive by you inform us that Granny's doctors are in there. You are one smart cookie. I pray every day that you will have at least some memories of your dear old Granny. The reason you thought your McDonald's toy looked like Granny was the fact that it had it's bottom teeth all bulged out and the other day Granny was amusing you by sticking out her bottom false teeth. Your Granny loves you so very much.
      Well, it's late and I have a ton of stuff I need to do on the computer so I will close out this post. Daddy loves Rebecca!

Dear Rebecca,
                  Daddy and I were sitting up watching TV when Papoo called and said that they were headed to the hospital to see Granny. Apparently Granny is not doing very well and they have called the family to gather round her. I can't help but cry a little bit as I write this; I wish you and I could be there with them, but you are snug as a bug in a rug in your warm and cozy bed and I know that Granny would want no less for her precious Great-Grandaughter.
      Granny is one of the sweetest people I know. She's never said an unkind word about anyone, as far as I know. She can find the good in anybody; I think she could even find some good in Hitler. She's a wonderful woman and I hate to see her struggling. You love her dearly. You love to get up on her lap and eat with her. She loves it when you do that. Tonight I got you a happy meal at McDonald's and it had teeth jutting out at the bottom and you told me that it was like your 'Ganny". You are so sweet and funny. I sent that little toy to Granny; I know that you don't mind.
      I don't know much about how bad the situation is at this point, but I just want to say that I hope you can remember Granny and tell your baby brother or sister all about her. My love for Granny rivals the love for my own beloved Grandmother; she is that special, and I have always considered her my "Granny". I just hope that you will always remember her and her love for you. She loves you so much! I have to go now before I burst into sobs. Mommy loves Rebecca!

Dear Rebecca,
               Your Mom did indeed take her exam in Louisville today. She seems to think that she did okay. She is concerned however with one of the skill tests she had to take. She had to take someone's blood pressure. She knows how to do it and can usually take a blood pressure reading with no problem at all, however at the present time she has a very bad cold and all of her senses are impaired including her hearing. She was afraid that she couldn't accurately hear the heart rate of her subject. I'm sure she did fine but if she didn't, we will schedule another skills examination for her when she is feeling better and she will return and she will pass it.
      I had no trouble at all finding the place. I had to make a few hasty lane changes but everything went relatively well. I downloaded directions from Google Maps. I like Google Maps the best because you can see satellite images of the route so you can pinpoint landmarks and such. I also downloaded directions to the Louisville Palace. It turns out that the college your Mom had to go to to take her exam is only a few blocks away from Louisville Palace so we swung by there before going to the test site. I didn't have any trouble at all finding the college but I had a doozy of a time finding a place to park. I have discovered that I can usually find where stuff is located in larger cities but finding parking always seems to perplex me. It's usually in a parking garage and the entrances to those always seem to be hidden and by the time you see it you are past it. We got lucky this time though and only had to circle the block three times before we figured out where to park. Luckily it was right outside the door.
      All of this was all well and good but the real adventure started when we tried to find our way back to I-64. We knew which direction we needed to go but your Mom got out of her class early and we ended up heading back during rush hour. I realized that I was in the wrong lane to head east on 64; if I stayed in the lane I was in we would head west and lord knows when I would have had a chance to get turned around. Traffic was as thick as thieves; luckily there was an unusually courteous driver in a white panel van that let me slide into the correct lane in front of him. Then we had to merge onto 64 during rush hour. Merging has never been one of my favorite activities to undertake while I am behind the wheel, even in the best of circumstances and rush hour in Louisville, Kentucky is definitely not the best of circumstances. The gentleman in the white van once again cam to my rescue and let us merge in front of him. Once I was on the interstate I was able to run with the best of them. It won't be nearly as hectic when we go to see the Doodlbops in April because we are going to be there on a Sunday afternoon and I now know the proper lane I need to be in to get back onto I-64 west. This is really actually only the second time I have ever driven in Louisville and the first time was to take Aunt Mary to Jewish Hospital and that wasn't nearly as difficult as this trip was. Maybe we will go to the Louisville Zoo this summer now that I know that I probably won't kill us all driving around the big city.
      I have driven in a larger city, Jacksonville Florida but I was with my future ex-wife, Christy Hess at the time and she was a native and was able to tell me what lanes and such I needed to be in. I've also driven through Atlanta and through Cincinnati but all I did in these two cities was stay on the interstate so they don't really count either. I just realized I don't think I have ever mentioned my previous marriage. Maybe one day I will tell you all about it here in the blog. It's not a big deal. I was too young and I got married to a girl that was also too young and took her too far away from her family and the marriage only lasted eighteen months. She went home and got on with her life and I stayed here and got on with mine and we were both better off for parting ways. There's no bad blood between the two of us but we are by no means still in contact and I think that's probably the way everyone wants it, especially your Mother. Ask her to tell you about when she wanted to come and see you. You'll get a big kick out of that story. See, no big scandalous story there. Just two people who were too young; it happens all of the time.
      Granny is not doing so well today. She was taken to St. Joseph's in an ambulance today. You were supposed to spend the day with Mamaw at her house but she had to spend the day with Granny. You had been looking forward to spending the day with Mamaw. Mom thought you were going to get upset when you were told that you were going to have to go to day care. I had an idea; I sat you down and told you that instead of going to spend the day with Mamaw you were going to go to day care but that someone very special was going to be picking you up. I got you excited about just who this mystery person was who was going to be picking you up from day care. Then I announced that it was Papaw and you were all too ready to go to day care after that so you could wait for Papaw to come and get you. He said you were real excited to see him when he got there and that you were having big fun playing with the other kids. He was informed that you had told the teachers at day care that Papaw was going to take you fishing. When Papaw came to get you you told him you wanted to go home with him and help him put wood in the stoves and he told me that you got to do just that.
      As I mentioned earlier, Granny went to the hospital today. She had very low potassium levels,was very dehydrated and had an issue with her kidneys. Mamaw told me all about this over the phone while I waited for your Mom in Louisville. She wasn't sure exactly what was wrong with Granny's kidneys but I will talk to Mamaw again tomorrow and I will let you know in my next post.
      Well, I want to watch one of the movies I rented to watch while I waited on your Mom. I didn't get to watch both of them. As I said, she got finished sooner than we had anticipated. Daddy loves Rebecca!

Dear Rebecca,
                     It's getting late and I am missing Daddy. We both are. This is an odd perdicament for us, we have had him with us for so long. I should be studying but my eyes just won't let me focus on the papers. I am so fatigued from the pregnancy and being sick and cramming in work and school that all I can think about right now is sleep. I'll try to study a bit more tomorrow; maybe even some on the way down there. I know the material and the skills- I just hope that I don't freeze when I get in front of the test moderators.
                  I took you to daycare for a couple of hours today so that I could study. You didn't stay very long but when I asked you if you wanted to go you said "NO! They pull my hair! Kevin!" I thought, what in the world? But when we got to school I asked about it, and sure enough on Friday a little boy named Kevin pulled your hair. I told you before we left that the next time Kevin pulled your hair you need to beat him up. You told me you didn't want to beat him up. I guess you are just too sweet for that.
                     After you got home from daycare Aunt Mary and Papoo Lawrence were here. You ran around wildly displaying whatever you could do for kicks to them and then Blues Clues came on. You jumped up and down and ran in circles yelling "Coos Coos! Coos Coos!" Which actually means Blue's Clues. Aunt Mary and Papoo thought you were hilarious. You were extremely tired and I put you down for a nap after they left but you never went to sleep. I finally got you up and we saw Daddy off to work. It killed Daddy having to leave you in the afternoon and you didn't like it much either. He left his wallet here and was going to come back and get it but he said he was almost at work so I told him to keep on going because I didn't want to see you whine after your Daddy again.
                     After Daddy left we watched some TV together and did some laundry and then we went to Kmart. You behaved like Becca the Bandit at Kmart and I had to put you in time out and even spank you once. I had picked up several items to purchase for you and I had them in my hands so I couldn't really hold yours and I kept telling you to stay near me but you kept running off. At one point you told me that you were going to run away and so I handed you all of your stuff and said "Bye! See ya! Don't let the door hit ya where the good Lord split ya!" and you took off walking tentatively through K-Mart. You turned and looked back at me and I said, "Oh yea, by the way, you don't have any money, so how are you going to pay for that stuff?" You ran back to me and said "Ok, I stay!" You are such a funny monkey sometimes.
                     We had dinner at K-mart and we had what you kept calling a 'picnic' in one of the booths. You had a hot dog and french fries and a cookie and I had a hamburger. I couldn't stomach down all of my hamburger because I have been having icky morning sickness ( I don't know why they don't call it morning, noon, and night sickness) and so we got up and did a bit of shopping. I had came there to find a matching top for my royal blue scrubs, but it appears I was out of luck. I am just going to wear the white one that I have, even though it is old and worn out, it still fits me quite well because it's really big. I am already getting a baby bump. You are convinced there is a baby coming out of your belly too. You told Daddy so tonight on the phone. You also told him I spanked you, you little tattle tale. You didn't bother to tell him I bought you new socks and shoes and clothes and everything else - including smarties when your really didn't deserve any. I love you anyway, though.
                  Before I close I want to tell you something you said to Daddy that I thought was extremely funny. He told me about it yesterday. He said while I was napping one day you wanted to open a can of play-do and play with it. Daddy told you that you already had all kinds of play-do open on your table. Apparently it was all dried out and you whined and said "But It's all DEAD!" You are so funny sometimes little girl.
                  Well I wanted to stay up and wait for Daddy tonight but I just don't think I'll make it. I miss him a lot. I know you do, too, Mommy loves Rebecca!

Dear Rebecca,
                  It's early Monday morning and normally at this time I would be sound asleep in bed but as you already know, I have to go to second shift for four weeks starting tomorrow so I am sitting up to get into the routine. My body seems to do better on second than first shift because as you well know, I am more of a night person than I am of a morning person. My body may like it better but as a whole I like first shift much better. I get to help Mom put you to bed and I love that more than you will ever know. You have me wrapped around your finger because when I hug and kiss you good-night you will latch onto my neck and I will stay hugged up to you for the longest time because I know that when I pull away you will cry and I can't stand to see you cry. I will miss that so much the next month.
      We all went to China Town Buffet today. I was starving and I ate like a horse. I had crab legs, crawfish, rice, stuffed clams, shrimp, beef pastry, honey chicken, peking duck, chicken with broccoli, pork skewers, sweet rolls, pudding, cheesecake and a fortune cookie. Your Mom didn't eat nearly as much as I did because nothing seemed appetizing to her and you didn't eat much either for the same reason, I reckon. Your Mom had a funny fortune cookie though. Her fortune said that she would be hungry again in an hour; it was funny because Chinese food has the reputation of only sticking to your ribs for an hour. Your Mom and I both laughed at that greatly. We then went to the Movie Gallery so I could rent some films to look at in the truck using your little portable DVD player while your Mom took her test in Louisville tomorrow. I got Mission Impossible 3 which is the second sequel to the movie version of an old television show from the seventies and the new movie version of Miami Vice which is based on an old television show from the eighties. I was too young to watch Mission Impossible in the seventies but I was a regular viewer of Miami Vice in the eighties. Miami Vice dictated a whole lot of the fashion trends of that era.
      Well, I moved my toiletries from mine and Mom's bathroom and moved it into your bathroom so I wouldn't have to wake your Mom up when I take a shower when I get home from work at one o'clock in the morning. I think I will now go take a shower and look at some television until three o'clock and then go to bed. I don't want to stay up too late because I would like to see you and Mom a little before I have to go off to the place I hate the most, General Electric. I don't think until ten, where I will be working, will be nearly as bad as unit eighteen or unit one which are the units that I usually work on. Still I'd much rather be independently wealthy or at least in a career that I enjoyed. That's why your education will be so important to your Mom and myself. We both want better for you than what we have.
      It's time to go hop in your shower and fight with your 498 toys that you keep in the tub to play with as you bath. Daddy loves Rebecca!

Dear Rebecca,
               I took a huge leap of faith this morning regarding the viability of our current pregnancy. I realize that I had previously made a big deal over not getting too excited about having a new addition to the family because things could possibly go terribly wrong but I now know that there is no way to hold back the excitement over having another daughter or a son. Both your Mom and I are beside ourselves with anticipation and trepidation over the prospect of another pregnancy and ultimately, hopefully a brand spanking new baby. There's no dialing our emotions back now because we are full bore into this wonderful and terrifying journey that we have embarked upon.
      As I was saying, I took a huge leap of faith this morning and did a huge overhaul of the blog template. It's basically the same template only I have added another column to the left side to accommodate your new little brother or sister. I also put your pictures below the archive because since we have had the archive since December of 2003 it is kinda long and you had to scroll down too far to get to your monthly pictures. Plus the new baby's monthly pictures will be to the top left with no archive to push him or her down the page and I didn't think that would be very fair. I also took one of the safety pins off of the top of the page because with the new column there wasn't going to be enough room.
      It's been a long time since I have had to use cascading style sheets, which is an advanced website programming code meant to work hand in hand with hyper text markup language or html, and I wasn't exactly sure of the particulars but I remembered enough that I knew kinda how to play around with what I had already written to get the desired results I needed. It seems to work out okay. I haven't tested in any other browsers other than Internet Explorer and Mozilla Firefox. I need to check to see if it looks okay in Opera and Netscape Navigator. Explorer and Firefox are the most commonly used browsers these days so I suppose it will work out okay. We will have to wait until we have a number of pictures of the new baby to see if it will work in the long run but so far I am rather proud of my work. I'll probably do some more stuff when we find out what gender the new baby is but until then it will stay the way it is unless I decide to play with it some more.
      I had a huge fright the other night. You are two and a half now and you love your baths. You have never even come close to anything resembling any kind of danger in the tub so I decided that it would be okay if I went and got your towel and the stuff I needed for your after bath routine. Mom was already in bed so it was just you and me. I went to check on you and you were floating in the tub. You were perfectly still and weren't making a sound. My heart leapt up into my throat and I dove onto the bathroom floor to pull you out of the tub. It was a nightmare scenario of the kind I had never experienced before in my life. As you heard me crash into the floor and slide against the tub up you popped and looked at me like I had lost my ever loving mind. I kinda got the vibe off of you that you were annoyed that I had interrupted your relaxation. Your mom heard the huge crash when I hit the floor and she wanted to know what was going on. I told her I had fallen because I was just so upset and I was afraid it would freak her out as well and my nerves were so frazzled at that point that I really didn't want to be upset her. I have never known fear like I experienced it Friday night. I know it could have happened to just about anyone but I felt like such a terrible Daddy after that. It's something that I will never ever forget. By the way, I think I did some damage to my knee when I hit the floor of the bathroom. It still hurts.
      Well, it's super late or should I say super early but I am not tired in the least. I know I should go to bed but I think I will set up awhile and watch some professional rasslin'. Daddy loves Rebecca!

Dear Rebecca,
                  Hello Sweetheart, how are you? I know how you are. You are tuckered out. Right now you are in bed with your bedroll and your stuffed animals and your chocolate milk snuggled under the covers ready for the Sandman. None of us have felt very good today. Daddy has a cold, which I am getting, and you are also getting. In addition to that I have that stomach virus that has been going around at my work and of course I am pregnant so that makes me feel triple icky. Listen to me complain why don't you?? We all feel poorly. We tried to wake Daddy up to drive us to the store today and we couldn't get him to budge. We tweaked his nose, pulled on his beard, and you even jumped on his belly. He was plain wore out. I got up the first time with you this morning at six and you went back to bed around twenty after seven and then Daddy got up with you again at nine. You seem to rise very early on the weekends whereas Daddy and I plan on sleeping in and you make sure that doesn't happen. You're a good girl though and we are lucky we have you.
      We went to Kroger to join the other crazies buying milk and bread at the tiniest threat of a couple of inches of snow. It was a madhouse in there and I couldn't wait to get out. We finally got through the line and into the car and we decided we'd go over to blockbuster to rent a couple of movies for you to look at (and some for us for later) so that Daddy and I could just sit on the couch and chair and veg and watch movies with you. We ended up only getting Barnyard for you and we all three watched it in the living room. It was a really cute little movie for what it was. You kept calling it the cow movie. While we were in Blockbuster there was a woman there who apparently didn't like children very much. She looked at you rather snottily when we first arrived and then when you were walking along next to me you got your hand caught in one of the small displays on the bottom shelf and tripped over your shoes and fell down. It scared you a bunch, even though it didn't really hurt you, and you knocked over a few movies and I just knew you thought you were going to get into trouble. The woman happened to be near us when that happened and she exclaimed "Good LORD!" At that point I swung around and asked her if she had a problem with you. I won't say what I said to her after that because I am a Mommy and I am not proud of it. Lets just say she rented her movies and hightailed it out of there. I may stand for someone being rude or snobbish to me, but never will I allow them to do it to you. We rented our movies and came on home, had a couple pieces of pizza, then Daddy gave you a bath and we watched Barnyard. Then we watched an episode of Max & Ruby, then Curious George, then you washed up, brushed your teeth and went to bed. I've enjoyed the extra time I have had with you and Daddy this weekend. I just wish we would have all felt better.
      Like I said we are supposed to get a couple of inches of snow tonight and I hope we do get a little. I like the snow sometimes and since Daddy and I don't have to go anywhere of any distance until Tuesday I wouldn't mind it. Tuesday I am supposed to take my CNA test. Wish me luck little girl. I wish you could go with me because you are certainly my Good Luck Charm. I love you, Rebecca. There's always going to be a special spot in my heart just for you. I know you will be the best big sister ever. Mommy loves Rebecca!

Dear Rebecca,
               Greetings & Salutations, small daughter of mine. You seem to be in good health at the moment but your Mom & I are anything but. I have one of the worst colds I believe I have ever had in my short life and your Mother is getting it as well, plus it's harder on her because she is carrying around your little brother or sister in her belly. I called in to work yesterday morning. It was my last day on first shift for four whole weeks. I have to be at work at 3:58 in the afternoon Monday and will not be getting off from work until 12:28 the next morning. I will certainly miss helping Mama put you to bed. I won't be able to see you or your Mom nearly as much as I would like during the next four weeks but I will be getting a ten percent shift bonus. I have to call in on Tuesday to take your Mom to Louisville for her C.N.A. exam. That means I will have missed three days already during the first month of the year. I have a whole lot of stuff on my plate this year and I do not want to miss a whole lot of work near the front of the year. I hated having to call in yesterday morning but I couldn't hardly breath let alone work.
      I think it was Wednesday that you and your Mom showed up at work after I got off. We had some grocery shopping to take care of but first we wanted to go out to eat. As we drove towards Wal-Mart trying to decide where we wanted to eat we passed by Professional optical where we buy our glasses. I asked your Mom if she wanted to stop to get her glasses adjusted and she said she did. It seems that between you and taking care of an alzheimer's patient her glasses have been bent up pretty bad. She was pleased with the adjustment.
      We decided to go to Logan's Road House for a steak dinner. Both your Mom & I had the eight ounce sirloin, medium well. I had mine with a side salad and a baked potato while your Mother opted for fried onions and mac & cheese. You had a hot dog with fries. You also had some of my salad and some of your Mom's mac & cheese. We all had raspberry tea to drink. Logan's is one of those places where they give you a big bucket of peanuts in the shell and you throw the shells on the floor. You tried to eat a peanut with the shell still on. I explained that we were supposed to take the shells off and eat the nuts inside and then I showed you how to do it on a peanut that I had already halfway shelled. You got a real sense of accomplishment from getting the peanuts out of the shells. We all had a very time at the restaurant. We then went to Wal-Mart and got a hundred dollars worth of groceries, pull ups, baby wipes, a pair of sun glasses for you because you said you couldn't see your eyes and you wanted us to turn off your sunshine as we drove over there, some lip gloss for you because you said you needed some more makeup, light bulbs and other assorted odds and ends. We then came home.
      Everyone had a big scare the other day with Granny. It seems that she took a spell where she wouldn't eat anything and she was getting very dehydrated from diarrhea. She seemed to be doing much better the next day so that made everyone feel much better. I certainly hope you will be able to remember Granny. She loves you so much and you love her bunches as well.
      I have been having fits with my internet connection recently. I went to look at the pictures we have on the TiVo when I noticed that our wireless network wasn't working. I did everything I know to do to get it working. I eventually had to call tech support at TiVo. They walked me through all the steps I had already tried and then they told me I might try updating my firmware for my router. I did that and the network came back online but now my internet connection is being dropped all of the time. I have to unplug the router a couple of times an hour now. I still haven't been able to fix this problem but I don't want to have to worry about it just now. I'll deal with it when I feel better and can think more clearly.
      Your Mom had a scare Tuesday with your new little sister or brother. She has been having pain in her womanly areas for the past week or so. She was concerned so she went to see Dr. Youkilis. He told her there was no cause for alarm. She got to see an ultrasound of the baby. It excited her so much. He told her that she still had four weeks until she was out of the woods concerning a miscarriage. This made her extremely nervous. She always knew this but to have her doctor who we both trust say this to her really frightened her. He told her that working wouldn't put her at undue risk but that she shouldn't over do it. She has a pretty physical job because she has to manhandle one of her elderly nuns because she can't really move about on her own; I reckon you could say she nunhandles her. That was a joke. Anyway she was concerned about this so she asked Sister Mary Virginia if she could take the next four weeks off so as to not put the baby at any risk whatsoever. Sister Mary Virginia just laughed at her and told her she wasn't going to let your Mother go anywhere. If she needed help lifting Mother Ellen then she could go get help. Your Mom is a very valuable person out there and they don't want her to go anywhere. Then the nuns started teasing her about it. The fact that they didn't want to let your Mom go made her feel very appreciated.
      I have installed a new freeware program on the computer that I kind of like. It's called tinyspell and it checks spelling on the fly in all programs, even programs that do not have spell check built in. I actually kind of love it so far. I sent the link to Papaw because he's always talking about how he doesn't do as much on the computer as he would like because he's always worried about the accuracy of his spelling. I think he would really get a lot of benefit out of this little program.
      Your new little brother or sister is due August 29th, 2007. I really want you to have a little sister because we have had pretty good luck with the one daughter we already have, you. I think I am a pretty good dad to a daughter but I don't know anything about little baby boys. I will love a son just as much as I would love a daughter but I think it would be cool for you to grow up with a sister so the two of you could be bitter enemies until you grew up and then the two of you would be fast friends. I'm sure you would be best friends with a brother as well because besides your Mother and yourself my sister, Auntie Lynn is my best friend but I imagine there is an extra special bond between two siblings of the same gender. Maybe I'm wrong but I still want a girl. I wasn't going to mention the fact that I want a girl because it might hurt the feelings of any little boy that may pop out of your Mom's tummy but I think that in the interest of full disclosure I need to mention all concerns and feelings regarding your new brother or sister.
      Well, now I am going to close out this post. I might go bask in the warm blue glow of a mindless television program on the boob tube or I may sit here and rot my brain on the internet; the internet that I can't manage to stay connected to. Daddy loves Rebecca!

Dear Rebecca,
                  I don't remember if I mentioned this earlier but I am off today for Martin Luther King Day. That is why I am able to post a blog at this time of the morning.
      Your Mom finished her clinicals yesterday. I know she is glad to get that out of the way. I am very proud of her and I know that eventually, when she feels like working a full time schedule, she will get a great job and do fabulous in it. To tell you the truth she has never done so well in any of her past jobs but that is because she hasn't felt a calling for any of her other jobs. She won't have any problems getting a good job because certified nursing assistants are scarce and she has promises of references from the director of nursing at Taylor Manor, Sister Rebecca and Sister Rebecca's boss, Sister Mary Virginia, a retired physician plus she was told she will be able to use her instructor for C.N.A. course as a resume. Those are pretty impressive resumes to walk in with. She feels like being a nurses aide and eventually maybe even a nurse is where her heart lies and your Mom is not someone that can do a job day in and day out that they do not like. She looks at this path as more of a career than just a job. I wish I had a rewarding career instead of a very low level manufacturing job.
      After your Mom got home this afternoon we decided to go celebrate her finishing up her course work. The other day when we went to IHOP you saw Chuck E. Cheese and have been talking about it ever since. We decided to take you there yesterday afternoon. You kept calling it Chunky Cheese. You talked about going to Chunky Cheese all day. You told me you needed to get your shoes on so you could go to Chunky Cheese about six hours before we were to leave. You were super excited about going. The place was jam packed with kids. Some were a little too rambunctious for my taste though. One little boy came right up and sat on you when you were riding one of the little toddler rides. At first you were kind of confused but then you thought it was funny. The pizza is never very good there but we all had lots of big fun. We then went to a Graeter's Ice Cream Parlor on our way home and had us some ice cream. You had a pretty big day.
      I'm going to go look at a little mindless television now. Daddy loves Rebecca!

Dear Rebecca,
               Everything is still going great with your little brother or sister. The name is still Rachel Marie if it's a girl and you yourself have come up with the boy's name. We asked you earlier in the week what your brother's name was and you said your brother's name was Jack. Kristie and I looked at each other and we both realized that you had come up with the perfect name for your potential brother. Kristie wants his official name to be Jackson Marlin Lanham; I prefer simply Jack Marlin Lanham. We'll probably go with Jackson. He'll never use Jackson on anything but official documents anyway. So congratulations on naming your potential little brother.
      Your Mom finished up her C.N.A. class work this week and she finishes up her clinical hours this Sunday. She did really well in the class. She finished with the highest average of anyone in the class. Her teacher was so impressed that she offered her a private duty position setting with her aunt on a third shift basis. Your Mom thought about it and decided that with her job at Taylor manor it would take too much time away from you and I. The teacher said that maybe she could use Kristie occasionally to fill in for the regular sitter. She has her certification exam the twenty-third of this month in Louisville. She'll do great.
      I found out some kinda bad news this past week. It seems that the week after next I am going to have to spend four weeks on second shift. I really don't want to go back to second shift. I worked second for over a thirteen or fourteen years when I first started out at General Electric. I am used to first shift now and I will absolutely hate those four weeks. I will miss helping Mom put you to sleep every night and it will be very lonely when I get home from work in the very early hours of the morning. I have a few things planned for that time frame which will demand that I miss a little time. I kind of hate that because I have so many things on my plate this year. I will make ten percent more on the hour though so it's not a totally bad thing.
      Granny came home from the hospital the other day. I was glad to hear that. She still has a touch of pneumonia but she looks to be doing much better. Mamaw has been attending to Granny these past few weeks so you have been in daycare a lot more than we would like to pay for.
      Turns out that Mamaw hasn't been offering to keep you because she thought we wanted you in daycare most of the time and we haven't asked her to keep you because we thought she was too busy with Granny. I'm glad that confusion is behind us now. Daycare is nice maybe one day a week but at $30 per day for three and four days a week can be way too expensive. You have come to really like daycare and playing with all of the other kids. Your Mom and I both think that it's good for your social development.
      I picked you up from daycare yesterday afternoon after I got off from work and we went to go rent some DVDs. You said you wanted to go eat at Wendy's but I was already too far past Wendy's to stop. You threw a little hissy fit. When we pulled into the parking lot you told me that you wanted McDonalds instead. I told you that you could have whatever you wanted to eat and that we would indeed go to McDonalds. You said that would make you happy. I told you that I really enjoyed making you happy and you informed me that it wasn't I that made you happy, it was McDonalds. We went into the store and I rented The Da Vinci Code and a football movie called Invincible. We headed for McDonalds and you decided that you wanted Wendy's instead of McDonalds so we headed off to Wendy's. You had another change of heart after you saw the McDonalds sign as I passed it by. You wanted to eat at McDonalds. I had to go turn around and head back towards McDonalds. On our way back to McDonalds you told me that you were a hungry dodo. You got a chicken nugget happy meal and I got three hamburgers with extra onions and a coke. You ate about half of one of my burgers, two nuggets, a whole bunch of fries and all of your soda and some of mine as well. You were certainly a hungry dodo.
       We finished up and headed for the house and when we passed Wendy's you decided you wanted to eat there too. I pulled into the Wendy's drive through to get you a frosty and you had a fit. You wanted to go inside. I asked you what was so important inside Wendy's and you told me food. I didn't back down this time. We got your frosty and went home. I sat you on a rug we have set up in the living room. Whenever you eat in the living room you have to stay on the rug with your food. We call it your picnic rug. I sat you on your picnic rug and gave you some of your frosty in a bowl and you ate it up. We had just started to get you undressed for your bath when Mom got home from work. You and I took a shower together and then the three of us played in the master bedroom for a good long while and then you watched a few minutes of The Little Mermaid and then we put you to bed.
      Well, that's all for this morning. Daddy loves Rebecca!

Dear Rebecca,
               What do you think of the most absolutely best news we could ever get? We just might have another baby! You would be a big sister to a little brother or sister. I know for a fact that you would love that. We asked you what you thought of having a little brother or sister and you kept telling us all the things you were going to share with him or her. You would let your new sibling push your new Wal-mart cart that Santa brought you and you want to watch Arial with your new sibling. You would be a great big sister, I just know you would.
      Mom seems to be a little more hormonal than she did when she was pregnant with you but she says that when she was pregnant with you she wasn't working and she got plenty of good rest. She may have something there because in addition to her working she also spent the week before and after Christmas going to an express course to be a certified nursing assistant. She still has a number of hours that she needs to make up because she had to go to the doctor during class a few times. She's been real good with you but everyone else is feeling the wrath of an exhausted pregnant woman. Even the nuns where she works have been giving her a wide berth lately. She knows that sometimes she can be trying and she always apologizes for any crazy outbursts but of course I get another one minutes later most of the time. Maybe as things settle down in her body her moods will mellow out. She might even get angry with me for writing all of this; we'll see.
      This pregnancy has already been memorable. First your Mom took a pregnancy test and it came up negative. A week or so later she took another and it was positive. She took two more and both of those showed no results whatsoever and then finally she took one last one and it was positive so we were pretty sure that she was great with child. She started hurting some so we went to the emergency room at Central Baptist where she was told that she had a cervical pregnancy which is a pregnancy in her cervix. We did some research on it and that is extremely rare. The odds of something like that happening are 9,000 to 1 or some such outlandish number. The E.R. doctor wanted to do a D and C on her which would have ended the pregnancy right there. He phoned the ob/gyn on call for Dr. Youkilis, Your Mom's ob/gyn and he said to wait so they could see her at the office. We went home and spent a tense holiday season waiting to relive the pain and frustration that we had just gone through this past August. She finally had the appointment and when she got home she was not in tears as I had expected but she was instead walking on air. It turns out that the doctor in the E.R. had been wrong and the spot they saw in her cervix was not a baby at all but swelling from the August nightmare. At this point we felt reassured that it wasn't a cervical pregnancy but we still worried about another tubal or something else being wrong. Your mom had to wait a week or so to go back because we had to wait for your brother or sister to get big enough to see in an ultrasound. She went back this past Thursday and sure enough she saw the tiniest little spot in her uterus that the ultrasound technician had located using the tiny but quick heartbeat of your brother or sister. So now we knew that the baby had made it to its home for the next eight months. We are all starting to get excited. There's a hundred other things that could go wrong and we are living in fear that something will happen but on the bright side, whenever your Mom has gotten this far in a pregnancy she has had a baby. You and your brother, Dylan are proof of that.
      We have been tossing around some names. We are set on the middle names. If you have a brother his middle name will be Marlin, like Papoo's name and if you have a sister her middle name will be Marie which is a derivative of Mary, as in Aunt Mary. The first name is what's giving us fits. Ryan is out because we had chosen that name for the baby we lost in August and your Mom felt sure that it was going to be a boy.
      Rachel has always been our girls name of choice since even before you were born. You were almost Rachel but we decided that you would be Rebecca Lynn Lanham and if we ever had another daughter she would be Rachel Marie Lanham. That name was favored and then your mom thought maybe the August baby was a girl so Rachel was out. Reagan Marie Lanham became your possible sister's name for a day or two and then it was Emily Marie Lanham for a minute or two and even Zoe Marie Lanham for and even shorter stretch of time. I think that now we are back to Rachel Marie because even your mom says that that name feels like the right one and I agree with her.
      The boys name has been giving us even more of a hard time. We have so many great girls names to choose from but we just can't come up with a boys name that we both like for more than a day or two. As I said before Ryan is out and Caleb which we tossed around before we knew you were a girl hasn't been mentioned. Your Mom came up with Isaac or Elias. We both thought that Elias Marlin Lanham was the better of the two. We would call the child Eli for short. My pick has been and always will be Ethan but your Mom doesn't like that name at all and never has. I think it's way too popular right now anyway. It was the third most common male baby name in 2006 of course Ryan was the fourth. Just for your edification Aiden and Jacob were number one and number two respectively. I like Joshua but your Mom doesn't like it for her own reasons. She says all the Joshuas she's known have been gay. We will have to think about a boy's name a whole lot more I am thinking.
      Your name was the sixtieth most popular name for a girl in 2006 as it was in 2004 when you were born. It dropped to sixty-first in 2005. I'm getting these numbers from Babycenter.com and they get their numbers from registered users of their site of which your Mom is one.
      We are very excited as I said before but we have a long way to go; 180 days to be exact. A lot of things can go wrong in 180 days but I'm feeling pretty confident. These are all of the same fears and emotions we both had at this stage of your own gestation and you turned out as right as rain. I don't think we will be addressing the new baby in this blog until we are much further along than we are at this point. We didn't address you directly in this blog until we knew your sex so I think that's how we will do it with your new baby sister or brother.
      Well, it's getting late and your Mom has a full day of griping at me ahead of her so I had better start thinking about getting some sleep. Daddy loves Rebecca!

Dear Rebecca,
                        Hello Monkey. Right now you are tired so that means you are buck wild. You had a big day at daycare today. After that you went with Daddy to see Granny at the hospital. I met you and Mamaw and Daddy and Papaw at Long John's Silvers for supper. We all had a good time eating supper there. You told Papaw he was losing it. You are a funny monkey little one.
                     What I really sat down here to tell you was that the ultrasound went wonderfully. We got a fetal heart rate of 110 bpm and saw a fetal pole - which just means we saw a baby forming. That's great news little girl; it seems you are having a baby brother or sister after all. You don't care what it is as long as it will watch the Mernaid Movie with you. If it's a boy you just picked out his name: Elias Marlin Lanham. We had our hearts set on Rachel for a girl but I believe we are now leaning toward Reagan for reasons unmentioned. I am really tired little one and I will let you go for now. I just wanted to share the good news. Mommy loves Rebecca!