Reesey, when we found out we were pregnant with you it was between Christmas and New Year's 2012. It was not really a surprise but that didn't take away from how excited we were. We were thrilled to be growing our family again. In the following months we debated selling the house and finding something bigger. During that time (first trimester) I don't know if it was the hormones or the stress of the housing decision but my face broke out something terrible! A red rash all over the lower half. We didn't know yet the gender but it was jokingly said that you were a girl and that you were "stealing my beauty". Sure enough, we found out at 20 weeks we were having a girl. We were over the moon!
|If you look close you can see the last of the rash...|
|Taken at the end of the first trimester, three months pregnant.|
Through the nine months of carrying you, this is what life looked like:
Asher, your brother, had his first trip to the ER, requiring a CAT scan. A few weeks later, he turned two and we announced we were pregnant with you. In March we signed a contract to build a house and in April we sold our first home, moving in with Gramps and Grandma Gigi. The plan was to live there for a couple of months, then with Grammy and Papaw for a couple of months, closing on our new house in September. Ironically your due date was September 8th and our projected closing date was within days of that. We were completely insane for doing it. Leaving our home, packing everything in storage, potty training your brother and pregnant with you, all living like nomads for months. At this time, your daddy even worked from home - which meant he'd be working in a make-shift set up in our temporary housing. Not what we were accustom to at all. And for the family that housed us, they were saints for sharing their space with our craziness.
|Taken in May, about six months pregnant.|
|Eight months pregnant, right before heading to my Sprinkle.|