Saturday, August 27, 2011


I've been MIA.  To say the least.  Updating my blog has taken a serious backseat to my life.  Or lack thereof.  Is anyone going to read this anymore?  Doubtful.  But one can always hope.  So, here's a glimpse what's been going on.

1.  February 18th -  Found out we were pregnant with Sixlet #2!
2.  February 20th - got baptized with my husband at Willow Park Baptist Church.  That's right - after 32 years as a Methodist, I joined a baptist church.  And we LOVE it.
3.  March 4th.  HORRIBLE all day morning sickness started.  And didn't stop until sometime in late April. Awesome.  No, really.  I wore those Sea Bands for my nausea for weeks, 24 hours a day.  I had little scars.  Kinda funny.
4.  Learned that my sister was pregnant again in March.  That's right, we did it again.  And before you ask, "did you plan this?", rest assured we didn't.  You can't plan that.  But somehow, my sister and I did it.  Twice.  Her due date {was} November 6th.  Mine, November 1st.  I'll get into the was part in a bit.
5.  May 8th - My precious girl turned 3.  Hayden and Harper had a Toy Story 3 birthday party at our house May 7th.  Have I mentioned how. much. I LOVE her?  No words.

6.  May 21st - Harper slept in her big girl bed for the first time.  *sniff*  Yes, she slept in a crib until she was 3.  Don't be jealous.  Or hateful.  That quilt?  My mom bought it at an antique store for me when I was little for my first big girl bed.  It's special.  

7.  June 6th - Doris, my beloved caretaker of Harper since she was 12 weeks old, let me know that her last day would be July 8th.  Cried for a couple weeks I'm pretty sure.  Love you, D.  Harper started at a private preschool on July 12th.  I'm happy with our decision, but it was not made easily.  Not an easy decision, trying to decide the right place for your baby.  She still has her mornings where she is hesitant, but overall, she has adjusted extremely well.  Still miss our Doris, though.    
8.  We found out my daddy is in a-fib.  A cardioversion was attempted to shock his heart back into a normal rhythm, but it didn't work.  Another cardioversion will be attempted at a later point, but for now, he is doing good.  And other things have been going on.  Please keep him in your prayers!  
9.  Okay, now for the was part.  My beloved sister (who some may call my other half, and wouldn't be wrong) who was pregnant (yes, was) and due a week after me.  Her water broke 6 weeks ago, when she was 23 weeks and 5 days pregnant.  She was admitted to Baylor All Saints and has been on bed rest.  Until this past Thursday.  Got a message from my sister saying they might be having a baby.  Without going into a ton of detail, B had to have an emergency c-section at 29 weeks and 4 days (here is her caring bridge site so you can go read all about it:  Kelton Creel Smith was born at 11:16 am.  2 pounds, 9 ounces, 14.76 inches long.  I got to see him last night.  I am in love with him.  He is tiny.  He is working hard to breathe.  But God has been watching over him and big things are in store for this little guy.  Please keep Kelton, my sister, David, and Hayden in your prayers.  
My sister and I last weekend at the hospital.  You have NO idea how much fun the 2 of us have when we have a camera.  

So that's where we are.  I'm still pregnant.  It's a blessing.  Even though this heat is unholy.  My feet?  Swollen.  But I'll spare you a picture of those.  Here's my belly.  A few weeks ago.

And here's my girl.  Because you just have to see a couple pictures of Harper.   Beautiful.