The Sweetest Dream

I was up at 5:15 this morning almost in tears and if it wasn't such a hard task to get out of bed for me these days, I would have written all about this special dream I had right then. It was the sweetest dream.

I don't know about you, but lots of times, when I think or talk about something before I go to bed...I dream about it. Well, Blake and I were talking about childbirth class last night. We are hoping to make it to a weekend class in June. So anyway, I don't know if this is what sparked the dream or just the fact that this sweet baby is all I think about these days.

We were at the childbirth class. Our doctor was actually there. I was as big as a house so I'm guessing I was due any day now. The next thing you know, I am in the delivery room, waiting to meet our baby. Blake was beside me holding my hand and encouraging me to keep on keeping on. My sweet doc was coaching me through it as well. Before I knew it, I hear "It's a boy!." Our sweet man was in my arms and I was crying tears of joy. He opened his eyes and looked up at us. He had Blake's beautiful blue eyes. It was so obvious how much he looked like Blake that it made us both tear up again and we all just held each other. Our little family. This dream was so, so real and we were so, so happy.

As soon as I woke up, I looked at the clock and it was 5 in the morning. I wanted to wake Blake up so bad and tell him all about it. Instead, I talked to God--thanking him for this amazing gift. If a dream made me feel this way--so thankful, so excited, so full of love--I can only imagine what the day I meet our baby will feel like. Whether it is a boy or girl...I cannot wait. I am already beside myself. I am so grateful and more in love with my God than ever.

To baby B: I am so in love with you...already. I can't wait to kiss your sweet face.

This Week

Since Blake and I found out we are expecting, I get these weekly updates about the baby's growth. Each week, it compares our baby's size to a specific kind of food...mostly fruit. When I talk to my sweet Daddy, he always asks me what kind of fruit little B looks like this week. This is for you, Dad :)

My Heart

“And now these three remain: faith, hope, and love… But the greatest of these is love” (1 Cor. 13:13).


As we grow older together...

As we continue to change with age...

There is one thing that will never change...

I will never stop falling in love with you.



To baby B: I can't wait to have not only one, but two sweet Valentines to share this special day with. I love you.

Sweet T

Today is my oldest sister's birthday. God sent some beautiful snow for her to enjoy on her special day :) One of the things I dislike most about living away from home is all of the special moments I miss with my family. Thank God for Skype because most of the time I am able to sing happy birthday along with the rest of the fam. Unfortunately, I missed the phone call tonight and wasn't able to sing to Tara. I'm sure she was so disappointed that she missed out on my mad happy birthday singing skills! ;) At least we got to have a "pre birthday party" this weekend while we were home!

Happy birthday, T. You make us proud and I am blessed to have you in my life.

To our baby B: Aunt T will be a sweet blessing in your life. Listen to what she has to say :) She's helped your mommy out quite a bit.

Sallis Sundays

We made a spur of the moment trip home this weekend. Yes, we were one of those crazies driving in the winter storm warning weather. We left Thursday evening and totally dodged all of the madness on the stack and took the country way through Yazoo. Surprisingly...we didn't have a drop of anything or hit any ice for the entire ride home. God is good.

We celebrated my big sis's birthday Friday evening. It was good to have all of the siblings under one roof. Guess what we had for her bday dinner??? Deer meat :) I ate entirely too much and was full, happy, and sleepy for the rest of the night.

Sunday was such a beautiful day. I absolutely love Sallis on Sundays...especially when the weather is as pretty as it was. We went to my favorite church and listened to my favorite preacher. I found it pretty neat that the one Sunday we are home visiting, he preaches on parenting :) To be quite honest, I have been so caught up in "what to expect when expecting" that I haven't really thought about "what to expect when parenting". But after today...any doubt or worry about the parent I should be that may have come about in the future, is gone.

I was reminded that God has entrusted Blake and I to take care of this amazing gift He has bestowed upon us....because this little one is indeed, a gift. The best way to do that is to love God with all my heart, trust in Him and His word, and let Him take care of the rest. I am so grateful that God has trusted us to be parents to this special gift. Like I've said before, may His love shine through us for this child. I want to be everything I can for this sweet baby.

To our baby B: You are the sweetest gift from our amazing God and I promise to love you with my whole heart. I can't wait to meet you.

A Girl?

We had our baby doc appointment yesterday. It was at 2:30 and we arrived an hour early this time. Go us! :) But it was actually due to the weather. I have become a crazy person over bad weather. A tornado hit the lake almost a year ago and since then, the reality that it can actually happen where I am scares the heck out of me (and I am pretty sure I stress my poor hubs out with the craziness). So anyway, we left an hour early to beat the storm. I did not want to be driving in it. Our sweet doctor's office let us in early and we were in and out of there before our orignal appointment time!

I was really, really hoping we would get to see the baby again this time. No sonogram. BUT we did get to hear that sweet, sweet heartbeat. When the nurse found it, I looked at Blake and said, "Do you still believe that is a baby boy heartbeat, Blake?"

He said, "Of course."

The nurse looked at me with a funny grin and said, " I would never, ever guess the sex of a baby BUT lots and lots of times, when the heart rate is in the high 160s-170s...IT'S A GIRL! But it can go either way. I have seen it go either way."

Of course, we know it could go either way...I mean there IS a 50-50 chance and my baby boy may just have a really high heart rate :)

When the nurse left the room, Blake had this little grin on his face. I asked him if he was going to be upset if this was, indeed, a girl. He said he would be thrilled either way. I know he would. He has just been saying from day one that he really thinks it is a boy and I know he wants a little hunting partner :) Girls can do anything boys can do! She can hunt, fish, play sports...all of that good stuff he is dreaming about doing with his child. Like I said in a previous post, if we do have a baby girl on our hands, she will have him wrapped around her sweet finger. I just know it and I can't wait.

I was also really, really hoping the doctor would tell me that he would determine the sex of the baby at our next visit. I will be 17 weeks at that visit. Nope. We will not find out until the first of April. I should be around 21 weeks or so. That's okay. We are enjoying every precious moment of this journey. I am so excited and so very blessed.

To our baby B: Boy or girl... I can't wait to see your face.