Hope is Here

I am so happy to introduce Hope Elisabeth, my new baby girl.

She weighed 9 lbs. 5 oz. and measured in at 22 in. -- now you know why I was so tired of being pregnant!!

I'll give the whole story later. Thanks for your prayers! We could use some more now that we're all home and adjusting.

March Madness

And, no, I don't mean basketball.

This has officially been the longest month of my life.

Sweet mercy, I wanna have this baby.

Yesterday it was 4cm -- we gotta be close now. Please don't offer suggestions on how to hurry along the birth; I've heard 'em all.

A quote from Aaron over the weekend as I opened a baby girl gift from a friend at church, "This had better be a girl, or you got some 'SPLAININ' to do"

The Latest...

As of Monday the 17th, 3cm dilated...at least we're progressing....Mama is DONE.

slush can be beautiful

You'd think it was 65 degrees outside....me, Daniel, Jonathan this afternoon outside in the sun.

It was more like 45, 50, but we had to get out there and breathe. Daniel grabbed handfuls of slush and shaped them into different objects; Jonny played in puddles and pushed things down the driveway just to watch them crash.

I lifted my head and closed my eyes and let the sun warm my face.

It's coming, it really is. Spring. Hope. Life.

You Asked For It

Alright, now this is humbling. You people will not leave me alone about the belly shots, so here you go. Don't say I didn't warn you.

Sweet Mama at my shower this week. It was such an amazing time. Different individuals prayed for each member of our family - Aaron, me, the boys, and new baby - and that was the best gift of the night. I'll never forget that.

The closet of a diva. Aaron prefers that I leave the tags on until her arrival...ya never know!

And I believe my mother referred to this as the "beached whale" pose. Thanks, Mom.

I Can't Take It

I just watched a short clip of Favre's press conference - the emotional clip, I guess you could call it. It's just too much. Seventeen years of watching his every move on the field and it's over. It's so hard to fathom the fact that #4 will not step onto the field in Green Bay this fall and make us smile, and sometimes cringe.

I love this guy. He's what professional sports SHOULD be all about. The integrity, the drive, the hard work. And yes, the mistakes. And he never forgets the fact that it is a game. A simple game that should be fun. MAN, I'm gonna miss this guy.


Alright, alright, life isn't all about sports, I know that. But there's such a great story here in Favre. I'm thankful I married a cheesehead who introduced me to him :)

So, okay, moving on. I have a baby shower tonight and then I'm going to come home and pack a baby bag for the hospital. Why? Every night I lay in bed and think, What if my water breaks tonight? It will give me peace of mind, especially when I wake up every 3 hrs to use the bathroom.

My sweet Mama is visiting from Ohio and helping me with so much - groceries today, laundry, dishes, feeding children, keeping them entertained while I get on the internet, hee hee.

Time is ticking, people. My world is about to be flipped up, turned around, and spun like a merry-go-round. Lord, help me hold on tight.