Welcome, Little One
I'm really late in starting your blog, so this might be a long post without a lot of catching-up.
First of all, welcome to the world, little Emmalynn. We are so excited to have you as a part of the family.
On Feb. 4, 2018, we found out for the third time that I was pregnant. I had know for a few weeks, but wasn't taking a test until I knew for sure.
But in that time, I was nauseous, tired, and moody, so I knew. We had been trying for a while, and I was getting a little discouraged you weren't coming. But it turned out okay because we didn't have health insurance and it would have been hard and very expensive to have a baby without it. But finally when January hit, we got it back...and wham bam, a month later, we found out we were having you.
You will be our last Rabe addition, and even though it's been hard to have two kids, we knew there was one more we needed to add to our family.
The first few months, I really struggled. I was sick whenever I wasn't eating. I ate pretzels almost all the time. I was more tired than usual and I didn't want to write. Not good on a year I had so many author goals. But despite all that, I've been able to write a couple of books and edit and publish three. So there have also been blessings.
I was sick especially in the car. But this one Sunday night, we were coming home from Grandma Rabe's after dinner. I told Dad we should go through the canyon for a drive on the way home from the grandparent's house, and suddenly I felt sick. Dad was in the process of slowing down and finding a turn around spot when a guy, who looked like he was cuddling with a girl against the edge of a bridge, was actually waving us down while restraining her from jumping. Eight people had passed without stopping. They had broken up and she was attempting to kill herself. We got her the help she needs and hopefully things will turn around for her. My heart is breaking a little for her. Glad we were in a place we could help. Sometimes being sick is not a bad thing ;)
And then the migraines hit.
On April 27th, I felt the first baby kicks, though I 'd felt stirrings for a while. The doctor told us that you were 99% a boy, and to be honest, I was so sad. I've wanted a girl since I knew I wanted kids. So having two boys first was a little hard, but I always knew that a girl was part of my future and I didn't want to have ten kids to get one. So it took a while, but finally I accepted that I was going to have a family of boys, and Kiera and I would be the only girls. But cats really don't count. ;)
May 10
Today was the best day of my pregnancy. Seriously! I had a doctor's appointment right before I left for Destin to visit with my family, and I knew in my heart that this baby the doctor had claimed was a boy was not a boy. It was a girl, but I hated thinking that because if I was wrong, I knew I would be disappointed.
So I tried not to psyche myself up. I did tell your grandmother when I dropped Cameron off, that I would call you Lucille if you turned out to be a girl. Lucille Rabe was known for having lots of girls in our family, and so Betty told me to Get Lucille on my side so that this boy would magically change into a girl.
Well, Lucille must have been on my side because when I went to get my ultrasound, you definitely were a girl. When the technician told me that, I cried for joy. So many happy tears. Now all the many dreams of having a girl could come true. You were healthy and a girl, and I was so excited. When I told Betty later that night, she wept with me, and pulled out this cherry outfit she had bought a long time ago when I had gotten pregnant for the first time. And now, I had to stick to my promise to call you Lucille. Well, as you know, Lucille is your middle name because we wanted to give you a more modern first name. But more about your name later.
I went to Destin the next day, so excited to be with my family, and for us to celebrate that I was finally having a girl. I left all the family behind and had a babymoon by myself. I rested at the beach, swam, worked on my writing, talked to old friends, and had a blast. life was so sweet after knowing you were a girl.
First of all, welcome to the world, little Emmalynn. We are so excited to have you as a part of the family.
On Feb. 4, 2018, we found out for the third time that I was pregnant. I had know for a few weeks, but wasn't taking a test until I knew for sure. But in that time, I was nauseous, tired, and moody, so I knew. We had been trying for a while, and I was getting a little discouraged you weren't coming. But it turned out okay because we didn't have health insurance and it would have been hard and very expensive to have a baby without it. But finally when January hit, we got it back...and wham bam, a month later, we found out we were having you.
You will be our last Rabe addition, and even though it's been hard to have two kids, we knew there was one more we needed to add to our family.
The first few months, I really struggled. I was sick whenever I wasn't eating. I ate pretzels almost all the time. I was more tired than usual and I didn't want to write. Not good on a year I had so many author goals. But despite all that, I've been able to write a couple of books and edit and publish three. So there have also been blessings.
Me at 12 weeks
I was sick especially in the car. But this one Sunday night, we were coming home from Grandma Rabe's after dinner. I told Dad we should go through the canyon for a drive on the way home from the grandparent's house, and suddenly I felt sick. Dad was in the process of slowing down and finding a turn around spot when a guy, who looked like he was cuddling with a girl against the edge of a bridge, was actually waving us down while restraining her from jumping. Eight people had passed without stopping. They had broken up and she was attempting to kill herself. We got her the help she needs and hopefully things will turn around for her. My heart is breaking a little for her. Glad we were in a place we could help. Sometimes being sick is not a bad thing ;)
And then the migraines hit.
On April 27th, I felt the first baby kicks, though I 'd felt stirrings for a while. The doctor told us that you were 99% a boy, and to be honest, I was so sad. I've wanted a girl since I knew I wanted kids. So having two boys first was a little hard, but I always knew that a girl was part of my future and I didn't want to have ten kids to get one. So it took a while, but finally I accepted that I was going to have a family of boys, and Kiera and I would be the only girls. But cats really don't count. ;)
May 10
Today was the best day of my pregnancy. Seriously! I had a doctor's appointment right before I left for Destin to visit with my family, and I knew in my heart that this baby the doctor had claimed was a boy was not a boy. It was a girl, but I hated thinking that because if I was wrong, I knew I would be disappointed.So I tried not to psyche myself up. I did tell your grandmother when I dropped Cameron off, that I would call you Lucille if you turned out to be a girl. Lucille Rabe was known for having lots of girls in our family, and so Betty told me to Get Lucille on my side so that this boy would magically change into a girl.
Well, Lucille must have been on my side because when I went to get my ultrasound, you definitely were a girl. When the technician told me that, I cried for joy. So many happy tears. Now all the many dreams of having a girl could come true. You were healthy and a girl, and I was so excited. When I told Betty later that night, she wept with me, and pulled out this cherry outfit she had bought a long time ago when I had gotten pregnant for the first time. And now, I had to stick to my promise to call you Lucille. Well, as you know, Lucille is your middle name because we wanted to give you a more modern first name. But more about your name later.
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