And her name is....

At about 30 weeks I suddenly got some fire under my butt and decided to start getting ready for her arrival. It felt weird because sometimes I have a hard time believing I will actually get to bring her home, but most times I really can picture it and I allow myself to go there. I started buying things pretty early because I had to believe- in spite of my doubts- that this time around would be different. I could not however; put anything together in the nursery. I could have clothes and decorations in a corner in the closet, but it would have been too much to imagine losing her and having the room all baby-fied. So when that c-section got scheduled I realized how much I had to do and figured it was time to make the room hers. We painted the furniture, I painted a mural, washed all her clothing and bedding and finished everything last weekend! We even did a belly cast! All we have left to do is send in the admission paperwork, tour the hospital since we've never been, and finish packing for the stay. I have to pinch myself sometimes, is this really real? 


So now for the moment you've been waiting for... not what most expected, but her name is...not Fionna- my first choice that my husband didn't like...not Marley.....but ....

Inspired by Stephanie @ Beyond Words, I made this for our rainbow.



The Horton Mural




My belly cast, in progress. Done at 32 weeks.

 So there ya have it folks. Still no middle name, but we'll get there. We have that narrowed down- maybe I'll do a poll so you can help us out on that one!