What a Blessing!

I just met a lady at the Dr. office today who has a baby in the NICU because she had her at 26 weeks. She has been in there for two and a half months. Right at that moment I felt so blessed to have a healthy, sweet baby girl. And, even though she was a month early, she didn't have to stay even one extra day in the hospital. The doctor said today she looks perfect. She's gaining weight good, her color is good, she is pooping and peeing good. I am just really grateful for her. She is starting to have periods where she is wide eyed and bushy tailed where she just stares around at us all like she doesn't know quite what to think, but it is fun to see her eyes opened and be able to talk to her. The kids love her. Taggert and Whitley fight over who gets to hold her, but they are all so cute with her kissing her hands and her head and her cheeks.

It's a Girl!!!

Yesterday at 3:05pm, Brinley Rae finally made her appearance! I had another crazy labor. She weighed 6lbs 5oz and is 19". She is not as chunky as Whitley was when she was born, but I have a feeling it won't take her very long to get that way. Grandma and Grandpa Reber brought the kids up to the hospital to meet her last night and when Grandma tried to hold the baby, Whitley said, "No, mine." I think she is definitely a keeper. She is a month early but she is eating good and is healthy. We are so grateful for another sweet baby girl. I would write more but I have a baby to feed now(:

Random pics

I wasn't going to post anything more until the baby comes because, I'll just be honest here, I have not been a very likable person. It's not that I want my baby to be born early and have problems, I think I am just really irritated with my incompetent uterus. My pregnancy with Tanner was uneventful. Sure, I had morning sickness in the beginning and my back hurt towards the end, but I didn't have any of this pre-term labor crap. It's not fun so I am trying something different, which may or may not work. I am trying to pretend that I am not pregnant and just go on with my life and then when our little miracle does arrive, we won't all be on the edge of insanity. I will be 36 weeks on Friday! But who's counting(:

Here are some pictures from Memorial Day. We decided to head to some cooler country and do some geocaching in Cedar.Grandma put Whitley's hair up in piggy tails and she looked so cute. I am going to have to start doing something with her hair so she feels girly(: