A New Beginning

So, I deleted all of my previous posts because even though I'm still having random sick days, I'm definitely on the mend.

I had an ultrasound last week and found out that we're having a girl. When I figure out how to add pictures, I'll add them... they're cute! We had a name all picked out and then I went all girlie and went back and forth on it. After talking with my better half, we're sticking with the name, but I have to pass out instructions so I don't get all bitter. Her name is Bernadette Lynn (Lynn is after my mother, it's her middle name) Her nickname is Etta or you can just call her Bernadette. Bernie is short for Bernard and is therefore a boy's name. If you know me, you know how I feel about being called Mel, so this isn't too much of a surprise, right?! Please do not call my little girl Bernie!

OK, so now that that's out of the way, let's tell fun stories. Caleb wanted another brother. He said God looked at Abigail and said, "No more girls." Needless to say, I asked the ultrasound tech to tell me the sex quietly, or just type it on the picture since David couldn't come. She was on auto-pilot or something and said, "see these three lines, that means you've got a girl!"

Caleb responded with, "NO!" and for the rest of the day was calling her 'stupid baby.' I don't know if I'll share this with Bernadette, but I think it's a funny story for now. Of course, the stupid baby thing didn't last long, and he is excited to have our little Bernadette. Actually, he calls her love baby now which makes me think all hippy and stuff, it's weird, but coming from a 5-year old, it's sweet... right?

Gideon copied Caleb's frustration for a while, but I don't think he truly cares either way. He has always been attached to our little baby and is fascinated with how quickly my belly is growing and growing. He has a hard time with the fact that I can't pick him up though, so I try and cuddle him when I'm sitting as much as I can.

Abigail likes to call her Etta. It's sweet in her little baby voice, I should video them talking to her... I just thought of that, I should write it down so I don't forget. I'm sure when she has to share more toys, it'll be a different story, but we'll see.

David is still trying to mend from his dislocated & broken arm. It'll be 4 weeks on Monday since his accident and he's still not sleeping through the night. He reached for the camera bag tonight and felt his arm go out again and then go right back in. He almost got sick - I'm glad he didn't, but am also worried that he's not healing properly. I hope he doesn't have to have surgery.

As for me, I am still having bad days now and again, but we're doing school more consistently with Caleb now and I am even doing errands once a week. I am so proud. Of course, if you looked at my house, you'd think I was bed-ridden, but that's partly just a weakness of mine.

Bernadette is doing well. She measured 21" at my appointment this week and her heartbeat is fast as ever (so fun!). I still don't feel her move, but I started off with much more weight than I have ever before, so I expected that. Her due date is around the 14th according to the ultrasound so I'll probably deliver on or around the 10th or so. I figure that I can stay in the hospital and come home right before David has the weekend off so that I can have some help... I'm still a little bitter and a lot scared about having a section.

OK, we'll save that rant for another time, it's time for some sleep. I'll be back!