March 5, 2008
Sunday was a great day! The weather was beautiful, we were actually ON time for church, and Jeff preached an incredible sermon (again). It was titled "Binding the Strong Man". The main points were :
1. our enemy (Satan) is real...he is a personal enemy to me and those who are loved by God and wants to destroy both.
2. our enemy exercises great power/influence in the world. He is at work through industries, music, movies, businesses, and individually. We are at war!
3. (but here's where the good news starts...) our enemy has been bound! (I John 3:8, Col. 2:13-15, Hebrews 2:14)
4. (this is the best part...) our enemy now is being plundered!!!! What he tries to take and destroy, God returns and blesses (even more than we imagined!)
2 years ago I experienced heartbreak like I had never known. For years Abby had been praying for a baby. Scott and I joined her in prayer when she was 5. After a year and a half of "trying", we finally found out we were pregnant! It was March, 2006. At the same time we were trying to sell our house (another miracle story for another day) and found out that it had sold!!! So in the same week 2 huge prayers were answered and I was on "Glory" cloud nine! Scott and I decided we would tell Abby about the baby on Easter Sunday (what better day right?). It was not to be. On Thursday (before Easter) I miscarried. We were living with my mother (our house had sold and we moved out quickly) and in a bathroom that wasn't mine- I experienced an unbearable loss. I was already scheduled for a DNC on Friday (I had a final sonar on Tuesday and there was no heartbeat), but I just wasn't ready for the "sudden" end to it all. On top of the pain, confusion, etc. we were trying to "hide" all this from Abby. (She still doesn't know about the miscarriage. God has not given us a peace about sharing this with her yet. I know the day will come-but for now (and then) we kept it to ourselves. That made hearing her prayers every night even HARDER!) We moved to our new house (ANOTHER miracle story), met wonderful new neighbors, and ended up joining a new church (a blessing of wonderful new friends).....but the loss was still indescribable. For years Scott and I were content with just Abby and thought our family was complete. Only when GOD (through many people, scriptures, and events) changed our hearts did we begin praying that His will would be done in our family. We really thought we would get pregnant "right away". It didn't happen. We both got "tested" ....completely normal. That's when the questions and doubt began. "God, did I misunderstand you?" "Where are you in this?" "Why is EVERYONE getting pregnant but me?" "Why would I finally get pregnant, only to lose the baby?" ....Hard questions! Many tears! Many days, weeks, months, and years of praying for a "peace that passes all understanding". That peace FINALLY came after so many people (including many of you readers) prayed for me and with me. I learned more about God and is faithfulness, sovereignty, and goodness through this trial than anything else in my life. I FINALLY surrended. We "assumed" that our family was complete...and that Abby would have her sibling in heaven. In December, I reluctantly took a pregnancy test. Let me say VERY RELUCTANTLY. It was positive. All I could do was cry. I didn't know why He had finally answered our prayers, but I do know His timing is always perfect. We were so scared and nervous. Would everything be ok? The first and second sonar were such vivid reminders of our previous lost, but such promises of great joy when we saw that little baby developing, heard the heartbeat, saw the arms and legs moving......
On Thursday (as you've all read in the previous post) we found out it was a girl! (85% ha ha)
This was to our entire family's delight! She was moving around so much that Scott said, "I can't believe you can't feel that!".....and then Sunday came.
Sitting there listening to Jeff preach about "plundering the enemy", I felt a little "bubble"...and then another, and another, and then a KICK! Let me just tell my fellow Presbyterians that I nearly jumped out of my pew and shouted Hallelujah (but I restrained myself...ha ha) I motioned to Scott that I felt her kick and he just reached over and patted my belly and grinned from ear to ear. Talk about plunder! How gracious is our God to walk with us, tenderly wipe away our tears, let us throw temper tantrums and then hold us close, and give us the "desires of our hearts."
Plunder indeed!
(Maybe now you all will know why we are so over the moon about this pregnancy, acting like no one has ever been pregnant before, downright giddy....it's because of the plunder!) :)
Psalm 40
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
Thursday, February 28, 2008
It's a ???????????????????
February 28, 2008 (if you are reading this blog on Thursday...do NOT tell anyone until Friday after 8:00 am! I still have to tell Abby, my family, and my students...Thanks!)
So today was the BIG day! They call my name and I'm so nervous. The sonar nurse said we would "try" to see what the baby was, but I was a little early and technically cheating. (I felt like I had been sent to the principal's office). So after seeing this baby kick, squirm, flip, open its mouth, etc...she says "Well, I'm going to have to say it's a ????????????" and she typed a ? all across the top of the screen. (I thought she was kidding- she wasn't!) "What do you mean?" I said. Then she proceeds to tell me how the umbilical cord is kind of in the way, yada yada yada-
"Well what do you THINK it is?" I said. She told me she was really leaning toward a girl because she saw 3 lines. Scott is dying laughing in the corner (he said this was my punishment for moving my appointment up)- I'm furious at him for laughing, mad at the sonar tech because she can't tell me for sure.....anyway....we head toward the doctor's area when my nurse, Lindsay, comes running up and asking me what it was. I tell her the whole story and she says "Let me see the picture". I show it to her and she says..."Oh, it's a taco! It's a girl! (Don't you think it's hilarious that they use phrases like 'taco', 'hamburger', 'turtle'). She then goes to tell the other sonar tech (who I learned today was the BEST) what had happened. She (Paula) then grabs me out of the doctor's office and tells me to come to her sonar room that she'll do another sonar herself. Yippee!!!!! (This was so much fun ya'll -the whole office was as excited as I was). She wouldn't let me tell her anything about the first sonar. She made me lay WAYYYY back (blood rushing to my head) because the baby was in an "odd" position. Right away she says..."Oh, I see a taco, it's a girl!" Really???? Are you sure??? She said "Go shopping girl...(by this time they had all figured out I was there because of Cottontails AND 3 other patients had called and tried to reschedule their sonars for the same reason HA HA HA). I asked her to give me a percentage. The first sonar was 75% sure it was a girl and the second sonar was over 85% sure. (Let me just say...if James Spann said there was an 85% chance of rain I would be carrying my umbrella and NOT planning a picnic!) So......we will find out for sure in 3 weeks when we do the big sonar (looking for organ development, etc), but for now it looks like it's a TACO! :)
PS....We did predictions at school today (my class and Abby's). 12 out of 14 in her class and 8 out of 12 in my class predicted a boy. Abby was NOT happy....perhaps our news tonight will make her feel better!!!!!! :)
So today was the BIG day! They call my name and I'm so nervous. The sonar nurse said we would "try" to see what the baby was, but I was a little early and technically cheating. (I felt like I had been sent to the principal's office). So after seeing this baby kick, squirm, flip, open its mouth, etc...she says "Well, I'm going to have to say it's a ????????????" and she typed a ? all across the top of the screen. (I thought she was kidding- she wasn't!) "What do you mean?" I said. Then she proceeds to tell me how the umbilical cord is kind of in the way, yada yada yada-
"Well what do you THINK it is?" I said. She told me she was really leaning toward a girl because she saw 3 lines. Scott is dying laughing in the corner (he said this was my punishment for moving my appointment up)- I'm furious at him for laughing, mad at the sonar tech because she can't tell me for sure.....anyway....we head toward the doctor's area when my nurse, Lindsay, comes running up and asking me what it was. I tell her the whole story and she says "Let me see the picture". I show it to her and she says..."Oh, it's a taco! It's a girl! (Don't you think it's hilarious that they use phrases like 'taco', 'hamburger', 'turtle'). She then goes to tell the other sonar tech (who I learned today was the BEST) what had happened. She (Paula) then grabs me out of the doctor's office and tells me to come to her sonar room that she'll do another sonar herself. Yippee!!!!! (This was so much fun ya'll -the whole office was as excited as I was). She wouldn't let me tell her anything about the first sonar. She made me lay WAYYYY back (blood rushing to my head) because the baby was in an "odd" position. Right away she says..."Oh, I see a taco, it's a girl!" Really???? Are you sure??? She said "Go shopping girl...(by this time they had all figured out I was there because of Cottontails AND 3 other patients had called and tried to reschedule their sonars for the same reason HA HA HA). I asked her to give me a percentage. The first sonar was 75% sure it was a girl and the second sonar was over 85% sure. (Let me just say...if James Spann said there was an 85% chance of rain I would be carrying my umbrella and NOT planning a picnic!) So......we will find out for sure in 3 weeks when we do the big sonar (looking for organ development, etc), but for now it looks like it's a TACO! :)
PS....We did predictions at school today (my class and Abby's). 12 out of 14 in her class and 8 out of 12 in my class predicted a boy. Abby was NOT happy....perhaps our news tonight will make her feel better!!!!!! :)
Thursday, February 21, 2008
I just gotta know!
February 22, 2008
I have a dear friend who can't stand not being "in the know." Seriously, she has to have details and facts as soon as possible! Well, yesterday I pulled an _______________ (name of friend).
My "gender" sonar was scheduled for Monday, March 3. Not a problem until I realized that Cottontails (the once a year arts/crafts show similar to Christmas Village) is only in town until March 2. Sidenote: we are giving Abby's room a "big girl" makeover...moved her furniture around, changed her bedding, and removed her "baby" stuff since she will no longer be "the baby". I've been looking for wall decor, accessories, etc and can't really find anything-so I was very excited about Cottontails because I knew I could find some cute stuff there.
Anyway...I started thinking....how can I go to Cottontails and NOT know what I'm having? All the cute possibilities of clothing, room decorations, etc etc. I mean, I would have to get business cards, order on-line, pay shipping....what sense does that make? So-the only reasonable thing to do was to change my doctor's appointment. Right? I called and asked if I could come in on Thursday instead of Monday....the nurse said "you mean the following Thursday?" I said, "Oh no, the Thursday BEFORE!" She actually said yes...but she sounded a little skeptical. I didn't DARE tell her I was changing it so I could go shopping at Cottontails and know what I was having! So I have a BIG request of all you readers....next Thursday PRAY that we get a good sonar picture and EVERYTHING is perfectly CLEAR...then I can shop in peace!!!!! :)
PS....Absolutely NO comments about "not finding out", "ruining the surprise", blah blah blah
People...do you really think that I (who am the ultimate planner) would NOT find out? Give me a break!
I have a dear friend who can't stand not being "in the know." Seriously, she has to have details and facts as soon as possible! Well, yesterday I pulled an _______________ (name of friend).
My "gender" sonar was scheduled for Monday, March 3. Not a problem until I realized that Cottontails (the once a year arts/crafts show similar to Christmas Village) is only in town until March 2. Sidenote: we are giving Abby's room a "big girl" makeover...moved her furniture around, changed her bedding, and removed her "baby" stuff since she will no longer be "the baby". I've been looking for wall decor, accessories, etc and can't really find anything-so I was very excited about Cottontails because I knew I could find some cute stuff there.
Anyway...I started thinking....how can I go to Cottontails and NOT know what I'm having? All the cute possibilities of clothing, room decorations, etc etc. I mean, I would have to get business cards, order on-line, pay shipping....what sense does that make? So-the only reasonable thing to do was to change my doctor's appointment. Right? I called and asked if I could come in on Thursday instead of Monday....the nurse said "you mean the following Thursday?" I said, "Oh no, the Thursday BEFORE!" She actually said yes...but she sounded a little skeptical. I didn't DARE tell her I was changing it so I could go shopping at Cottontails and know what I was having! So I have a BIG request of all you readers....next Thursday PRAY that we get a good sonar picture and EVERYTHING is perfectly CLEAR...then I can shop in peace!!!!! :)
PS....Absolutely NO comments about "not finding out", "ruining the surprise", blah blah blah
People...do you really think that I (who am the ultimate planner) would NOT find out? Give me a break!
Friday, February 1, 2008
Pregnancy Brain + Open Door = Police!!!!
February 1, 2008
Well let's just say that "pregnancy brain" is in FULL swing! (Although what you are about to read is NOT all my fault, only 1/3). Yesterday I copied a grammar paper, lost it, and found it all in less than 5 minutes. (If you know me at all, you know I do NOT lose things!) Today, it was a little more serious. Abby and I left home early afternoon to go watch my niece play in a basketball tournament. She's a senior and we want to see every game we can. I got in the car first (problem #1)....closed the garage door (or did I?...problem #2) and off we went. My niece won her game and we were off to celebrate at McDonald's. (No, I was NOT going to eat, just hang out for the fellowship.) As we were pulling into the parking lot, my cell phone rang. It was my neighbor. The conversation went something like this....
"Wendy, are you at home?"
"No, why?"
"Well, Nick said the police are walking through your house."
"WHAT?"
"He said your garage door was open, your house door was open, and your phone was off the hook."
"Oh my gosh! Is Scott there?"
"Well, I tried to call him but couldn't get him."
"I'm on my way!"
In the meantime, I have to tell everyone we're leaving the police are at my house. I call Scott and got him...."Get home, " I said. "The police are at our house."
With flashers on I drive hurriedly to see what in the world is going on.
When I arrive the 2nd and 3rd police cars (the "backup") are leaving. Scott is grinning from ear to ear and says..."Honey, I think you left the garage door up."
"I'm pretty sure I closed it."
Then the officer begins to unfold the scenario....He was regularly patrolling the neighborhood when the door of one of the model houses was open. He got out, checked it out, and locked the door. Then he sees my house. Garage door standing wide open(see problem #2). "Um, that's odd" he thought. He steps in a little further and hears what sounds like the phone off the hook. He assumes someone is upstairs needing to call 911 and can't. (Actually, when someone calls my house, lets it ring 4 times and doesn't leave a message, it makes an AWFUL buzzing noise for what seems like forever! Guess who called, let it ring, and DIDN'T leave a message...that would be Scott!) The officer begins to climb the stairs to the kitchen and finds the interior door "cracked" (see problem #1...Abby was the last one out of the house and "thought" she closed the door!) (All 3 of us had a small part in this "emergency" situation...ha ha) All this adds up to a major problem in the officer's eyes. (Sidenote: you must know that this particular officer just transferred from Tarrant where in his words, "an open door meant everything in the house was gone!) He calls for backup, my neighbor calls me, and I call Scott. In the meantime my sister had called my mom and dad (who had left the ballgame and were on their way to Alabaster) and they beat both of us to my house.
So, once the officer explained the "scenario", we put the pieces together. Abby forgot to close the door, I forgot to close the garage door, and Scott called the house and hung up at exactly the same time that the officer is walking through the basement. Abby's exact words when he said he found the kitchen door ajar..."Oops...my bad!"
OK, so what can we learn from this story:
1. It pays to have good neighbors who look out for one another. We love Lauchlin Lane!
2. ALWAYS close the doors and check them...then double check them!
3. Don't be in a hurry and beat your child to the car...check the door behind her!
4. WAIT in the driveway until the garage door is down!
5. Thank every officer of the law you see. They are willing to put themselves in danger at any time for us regular folk. God bless 'em!
6. This may be the most important....if you call Wendy's house and she doesn't answer...hang up before it rings 4 times or LEAVE A MESSAGE!!!!)
I'm only 13 weeks and this pregnancy has been quite a ride already!
So if I have "pregnancy brain," what's Scott and Abby's excuse????????????
Well let's just say that "pregnancy brain" is in FULL swing! (Although what you are about to read is NOT all my fault, only 1/3). Yesterday I copied a grammar paper, lost it, and found it all in less than 5 minutes. (If you know me at all, you know I do NOT lose things!) Today, it was a little more serious. Abby and I left home early afternoon to go watch my niece play in a basketball tournament. She's a senior and we want to see every game we can. I got in the car first (problem #1)....closed the garage door (or did I?...problem #2) and off we went. My niece won her game and we were off to celebrate at McDonald's. (No, I was NOT going to eat, just hang out for the fellowship.) As we were pulling into the parking lot, my cell phone rang. It was my neighbor. The conversation went something like this....
"Wendy, are you at home?"
"No, why?"
"Well, Nick said the police are walking through your house."
"WHAT?"
"He said your garage door was open, your house door was open, and your phone was off the hook."
"Oh my gosh! Is Scott there?"
"Well, I tried to call him but couldn't get him."
"I'm on my way!"
In the meantime, I have to tell everyone we're leaving the police are at my house. I call Scott and got him...."Get home, " I said. "The police are at our house."
With flashers on I drive hurriedly to see what in the world is going on.
When I arrive the 2nd and 3rd police cars (the "backup") are leaving. Scott is grinning from ear to ear and says..."Honey, I think you left the garage door up."
"I'm pretty sure I closed it."
Then the officer begins to unfold the scenario....He was regularly patrolling the neighborhood when the door of one of the model houses was open. He got out, checked it out, and locked the door. Then he sees my house. Garage door standing wide open(see problem #2). "Um, that's odd" he thought. He steps in a little further and hears what sounds like the phone off the hook. He assumes someone is upstairs needing to call 911 and can't. (Actually, when someone calls my house, lets it ring 4 times and doesn't leave a message, it makes an AWFUL buzzing noise for what seems like forever! Guess who called, let it ring, and DIDN'T leave a message...that would be Scott!) The officer begins to climb the stairs to the kitchen and finds the interior door "cracked" (see problem #1...Abby was the last one out of the house and "thought" she closed the door!) (All 3 of us had a small part in this "emergency" situation...ha ha) All this adds up to a major problem in the officer's eyes. (Sidenote: you must know that this particular officer just transferred from Tarrant where in his words, "an open door meant everything in the house was gone!) He calls for backup, my neighbor calls me, and I call Scott. In the meantime my sister had called my mom and dad (who had left the ballgame and were on their way to Alabaster) and they beat both of us to my house.
So, once the officer explained the "scenario", we put the pieces together. Abby forgot to close the door, I forgot to close the garage door, and Scott called the house and hung up at exactly the same time that the officer is walking through the basement. Abby's exact words when he said he found the kitchen door ajar..."Oops...my bad!"
OK, so what can we learn from this story:
1. It pays to have good neighbors who look out for one another. We love Lauchlin Lane!
2. ALWAYS close the doors and check them...then double check them!
3. Don't be in a hurry and beat your child to the car...check the door behind her!
4. WAIT in the driveway until the garage door is down!
5. Thank every officer of the law you see. They are willing to put themselves in danger at any time for us regular folk. God bless 'em!
6. This may be the most important....if you call Wendy's house and she doesn't answer...hang up before it rings 4 times or LEAVE A MESSAGE!!!!)
I'm only 13 weeks and this pregnancy has been quite a ride already!
So if I have "pregnancy brain," what's Scott and Abby's excuse????????????
Monday, January 21, 2008
A great day...
January 21, 2008
I know it's been awhile since I posted (but it's kinda hard to type and vomit at the same time!)
I have been extremely sick (nausea, dry-heaves, cramps, exhaustion, headaches, you name it).
So how do you say all that when someone says "how are you?" My new answer is "I'm pregnant!" That should cover it! I am so thankful for the sickness (which everyone says is a good sign!) I had another doctor's appointment today. Scott had to work, so Abby and I went together. I had a sonar scheduled, but didn't think Abby would get to join me. The sweet nurse said she would try to do a "tummy" sonar and Abby could come in. So we called Scott on the phone and held our breath until we heard that strong heartbeat! (167) Abby was so excited to see the hands, legs, etc. But then we got a huge surprise. We saw that little baby (only 2 inches!) start kicking and flipping. What in the world? The nurse started laughing and said the baby was putting on a show for us. I looked at Abby and asked her if this baby was going to be a tumbler like her. After our visit we headed to TCBY (which you all know is my favorite treat!) That's my ritual now...visit the doctor and get a treat! So all in all it was a great day. No school, slept late, great doctor's report, chocolate yogurt, and now a long afternoon nap.........
I know it's been awhile since I posted (but it's kinda hard to type and vomit at the same time!)
I have been extremely sick (nausea, dry-heaves, cramps, exhaustion, headaches, you name it).
So how do you say all that when someone says "how are you?" My new answer is "I'm pregnant!" That should cover it! I am so thankful for the sickness (which everyone says is a good sign!) I had another doctor's appointment today. Scott had to work, so Abby and I went together. I had a sonar scheduled, but didn't think Abby would get to join me. The sweet nurse said she would try to do a "tummy" sonar and Abby could come in. So we called Scott on the phone and held our breath until we heard that strong heartbeat! (167) Abby was so excited to see the hands, legs, etc. But then we got a huge surprise. We saw that little baby (only 2 inches!) start kicking and flipping. What in the world? The nurse started laughing and said the baby was putting on a show for us. I looked at Abby and asked her if this baby was going to be a tumbler like her. After our visit we headed to TCBY (which you all know is my favorite treat!) That's my ritual now...visit the doctor and get a treat! So all in all it was a great day. No school, slept late, great doctor's report, chocolate yogurt, and now a long afternoon nap.........
Monday, December 31, 2007
The Voting Tally
I am NOT technologically advanced (like reformed grits), so I'll give you an updated tally on this blog title daily. Here's what we have so far:
Ava- 1
Ana- 5
Lily - 9
Alivia - 1
keep voting!
Ava- 1
Ana- 5
Lily - 9
Alivia - 1
keep voting!
Sunday, December 30, 2007
Baby Name controversy!!!
December 30, 2007
So everyone has their "ideal" baby names picked out way before they ever get pregnant right?
Naming Abby was no problem. I knew from the beginning that her name would be Abby (fountain of great joy, the Father's joy) Grace (full of grace and mercy) Christine (she of the Christian faith). I have 2 middle names and I wanted her to have 2 middle names too. Scott did NOT like Abby. (He thought it was the ugly tom-boy sister on Eight is Enough-if you don't remember that show you are too young to read this blog! Actually, he was thinking of Mary. Abby was the beautiful step-mom.) Anyway, I did not give in and eventually he came to love the name. Well, my next "girl" name had to start with an A (for several reasons) and I wanted something that wasn't too common...."Ava". Guess what my precious neighbor is naming her new little girl (due in February)? You guessed it...Ava Katherine. We left our neighborhood Christmas party and I was totally distressed. I said you can't have 2 Ava's on the same street and you definitely can't take someone else's baby name. Scott said "hogwash!" You can name your baby whatever you want and we are not guaranteed to live by our neighbors forever. (Good point). (Sidenote: at the party I made the comment I loved that name and was going to use it if I ever had another girl. Poor Lori felt terrible because she didn't know I was pregnant at the time. As soon as she found out we were expecting the first thing she said was "I don't mind at all if you name your baby Ava too! I thought that was incredibly sweet! So we have her official approval.) So we've been throwing baby names around and I thought it would be fun to take a poll. You may NOT leave unkind comments if you don't like my choices. (I'm way too emotional to take criticism right now. ha ha) Please vote for your favorite. And if you have any other suggestions, leave those as well! (*Note: the middle name is definitely "Scott" whether it is a girl or boy so at least that part is settled!)
1. Lily Scott (my current favorite and Abby's ONLY choice-so she says. and yes- I know it doesn't start with an A, but that's ok. Scott hates it, but he is outnumbered right now 2-1. This also has "spiritual" meaning for me because this whole baby experience was quite a "valley" and I thought of that old hymn "Lily in the valley". This baby is definitely a beautiful blossom from a long, desert journey!)
2. Ava Scott (two Ava's on the same street?)
3. Alivia Scott (call her Livi for short!)
4. Ana Scott
Any other ideas? (By the way, the boy name is set and we all agree on it.)
OK people, let the voting begin. I know "reformed grits" will be first!!!!" :)
So everyone has their "ideal" baby names picked out way before they ever get pregnant right?
Naming Abby was no problem. I knew from the beginning that her name would be Abby (fountain of great joy, the Father's joy) Grace (full of grace and mercy) Christine (she of the Christian faith). I have 2 middle names and I wanted her to have 2 middle names too. Scott did NOT like Abby. (He thought it was the ugly tom-boy sister on Eight is Enough-if you don't remember that show you are too young to read this blog! Actually, he was thinking of Mary. Abby was the beautiful step-mom.) Anyway, I did not give in and eventually he came to love the name. Well, my next "girl" name had to start with an A (for several reasons) and I wanted something that wasn't too common...."Ava". Guess what my precious neighbor is naming her new little girl (due in February)? You guessed it...Ava Katherine. We left our neighborhood Christmas party and I was totally distressed. I said you can't have 2 Ava's on the same street and you definitely can't take someone else's baby name. Scott said "hogwash!" You can name your baby whatever you want and we are not guaranteed to live by our neighbors forever. (Good point). (Sidenote: at the party I made the comment I loved that name and was going to use it if I ever had another girl. Poor Lori felt terrible because she didn't know I was pregnant at the time. As soon as she found out we were expecting the first thing she said was "I don't mind at all if you name your baby Ava too! I thought that was incredibly sweet! So we have her official approval.) So we've been throwing baby names around and I thought it would be fun to take a poll. You may NOT leave unkind comments if you don't like my choices. (I'm way too emotional to take criticism right now. ha ha) Please vote for your favorite. And if you have any other suggestions, leave those as well! (*Note: the middle name is definitely "Scott" whether it is a girl or boy so at least that part is settled!)
1. Lily Scott (my current favorite and Abby's ONLY choice-so she says. and yes- I know it doesn't start with an A, but that's ok. Scott hates it, but he is outnumbered right now 2-1. This also has "spiritual" meaning for me because this whole baby experience was quite a "valley" and I thought of that old hymn "Lily in the valley". This baby is definitely a beautiful blossom from a long, desert journey!)
2. Ava Scott (two Ava's on the same street?)
3. Alivia Scott (call her Livi for short!)
4. Ana Scott
Any other ideas? (By the way, the boy name is set and we all agree on it.)
OK people, let the voting begin. I know "reformed grits" will be first!!!!" :)
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