I guess I took another blogging break. I was 9 months pregnant, y'all. And then this:
Wednesday, October 26, 2011.
My life was forever altered. Again.
Our second heartbeat, Carson, was born. Best. day. ever. #3. Only behind getting married to J and the birth of her big sister. Her big sister who adores her.
Adores her. But first, let me eat this brownie, mom. She's half Creel. She comes by it naturally.
Holding baby sister with Gigi.
At first, I thought it would be impossible to love another tiny human as much as I love Harper. God does amazing things, let me tell you. Carson is my reward. My reward, in spite of being worried how I was going to feel about her. That's grace, people. He changed my heart just as He did when Harps was born. And I will never be the same.
Now for the reasons behind both my girls' names. They both have a name from literature (*cough* nerd *cough*) and a special name. Harper Rebecca - Harper from Harper Lee, the author of To Kill a Mockingbird, one of my favorite books. Rebecca is my mom's name. Carson Justine - Carson is a name J and I had talked about before we were even married. Harper was this close to being Carson. Until my J flipped a coin on my bed - while I was in labor. True story. So he hung on to Carson. Her middle name is her literature/special name. Ever read The Thornbirds? Justine is the name of one of the characters, and I always loved the name, even before J came into my life. Special because it's daddy's name too.
