Tomorrow is January 2. One of the five happiest days of my life. It's the day Kyle was born. Dave was so excited. All through the pregnancy, Dave was sure this was a girl. He bought this little pink sleeper. He was just sure that Kyle was a girl. Actually, he was sure it was a girl all four times! But if he were to be a boy, his name was to be Kenny or Erik. Kenny or Erik. Erik or Kenny. We went back and forth. Dave said, "Oh, it didn't matter anyway, since Amanda Loree was going to be born." A few days before Kyle was born, we had an ultrasound, because there had been so much confusion on his due date (turned out he was 3.5 weeks overdue!), and we discovered he was a boy! A boy! We were amazed. And suddenly decided to name him Kyle. Don't ask me why or how. It just happened. Dave's brother, Bob, was in town for the weekend. I'd had a lot of contractions on Dave's birthday, he was hoping that Kyle would be born on his birthday, but it didn...
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A good day, hooray! Glad to hear it. Hope you got a good nights sleep.
ReplyDeletehugs to you.
Cath
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I'm happy you feel better but remember it is ok not too! I'm still here for a dinner one night.
ReplyDeletechecking on you -get some rest. love ya. sherri
ReplyDeleteHi Michelle,
ReplyDeleteI think you are doing a GREAT job with everything you have to do!! You are awesome. :)
I hope you are feeling better.
I just wanted to let you know that someone cares and is praying for you and your family from Iowa.
Sending love,hugs,and prayers,
Kathy