Miss Caitlin Rose

Has the teeniest, tiniest feet.

An inch long......An inch long!!!!

Every blanket brings a new challenge and this one was no different.

Her prints were tiny enough to get lost in the soft fluffy blanket momma sent me.

So I made do with an applique.

Her name is blurred for privacy.

I pray momma likes it.  

I think I fell in love with another angel.

The REAL Rainbow definition

"Rainbow Babies" is the understanding that the beauty of a rainbow does not negate the ravages of the storm. When a rainbow appears, it doesn't mean the storm never happened or that the family is not still dealing with its aftermath. What it means is that something beautiful and full of light has appeared in the midst of the darkness and clouds. Storm clouds may still hover but the rainbow provides a counterbalance of color, energy and hope. 
-source unknown

Why am I posting this definition once again?

  Because when dear hubby saw his sweet baby dressed in a Rainbow Heart onesie...he was thinking of this kind of Rainbow....

If you aren't sure what kind of flag it is, just google gay rainbow flag images.

Not only did I make a "FAIL" outfit (read details)

My rainbow heart (a foundation pieced heart which isn't worth taking a picture of...my zig-zag stitch looks HORRIBLE)

 and a baby hat (made it way too big at first, then when I fixed it...it looked HORRIBLE)

 with a rainbow pom-pom (cut up a rainbow ribbon and it just frizzed everywhere...it looked HORRIBLE!!!)

BUT I also....

made dear hubby go "hmmph" followed by sarcastic comments. 

Yup.  A fail.  In so many ways.

But I do hope he reads the definition so that he realizes that my intentions came from a good place. 

My execution?  Not so good!

Baby Button is here!

Announcing my newest addition.........

Baby Button is a BOY!!!!!!

8lbs 4 oz......18.5 inches.  Short and chunky, just the way I like it.

We had a rocky start with a short visit in the NICU.  Oxygen hood, IVs, NG tube, Platelet transfusions...Oh Boy!!

But we are home and just waiting to wrap up a few results.  Will tell you his whole story as soon as I can catch my breathe.
   Eight years is a looong time to get reaquainted with this baby business!!!

So no dresses, skirts, and frilly things anytime soon.

But I have a few ideas already dancing in my head!!

A New Beginning

"Every end is a new beginning"

-Proverb

Today was a tough day. 

 I woke up sad knowing that I was walking into the school clinic that I work at  for the last time.  This also happens to be where my boys go to school.

I REALLY loved my job.  But after much prayer and plain common sense, I realized my family needed me home again.

I won't deny that I will LOVE to be home all day with this Button. 

 However, it is with mixed emotions that I packed up my things this afternoon.

Of course, I can't stay away from that place.   I will be helping out with screenings.  Doing some substituting if needed. It is a second home to me.  I just felt so welcomed and loved by all. I knew that on any given day, I could walk in cranky and walk out smiling.  Feeling like I made a difference in some child's life.

I also think it makes the arrival of Button all the more REAL.  I have had this date in place since New Year's as my "last day" before maternity leave.  Then a few weeks ago, it became my "LAST day" at work.  The date was set because we knew my repeat c-section was the next week and I wanted to work as close as possible to that date.  I would go in to work on Monday and Tuesday if hubby would let me!

  I already know that I am going to start crawling up walls in anticipation in a mere few hours.  Not the "normal" kind, but the kind that is filled with anxiety, worry, sadness, anger, and whatever else emotion decides to bubble to the top!  This "rainbow" baby stuff is a lot harder than I EVER imagined!

So I am going to focus on my "end" being a "beginning".  I will force myself to forsee a future with a child that will actually come home with us.  I will help hubby put the carseat together this weekend.  And even one step furthur...put it in the car.  I will take tags off some of the baby blankets and clothes and actually wash them.

Because Button is my new beginning.