Memories

Like most everyone, I have a myspace page and I enjoy reading the things people post on their myspace. It usually gives you some insight to who the person is or who the person wants to be at least.

Somehow I ended up on Lecia's myspace page and I noticed her blogs. I saw the blog which she had posted back in August about her life 10 years ago. I know what her life was like 10 years ago, I was there. She talked a little bit about Jordan and skimmed the top about the good and bad about Jordan being born at 24 weeks gestation, which is 16 weeks early for those who don't know.

As she states in her blog, the experience has "brought tears to my eyes every time I close them and relive it."She nailed it on the head with that statement, and actually with everything she said in her blog.

It amazes me that even after 10 years the memories of all of the events that started Jordan's journey in life are still so vivid. I can still remember the ambulance ride from Brazosport Memorial to UTMB-Galveston. I remember the medical students and residents constantly checking on Lecia throughout the night just so they could learn that little bit extra, sitting the operating room as the cut Lecia open and then had to perform a "T-cut" on her uterus because even though Jordan was as small as he was, his head was to big. I could go on for a long time about the things I remember the experiences we had while Jordan was in the hospital and even there after but the last thing I will remember is Christy (I think that's how u spell it).

Christy was a special person. She was probably more special to us than she ever realized. She was the one person that seemed to believe in Jordan when no one else did. She was there to help us make sure we pushed the doctors and asked the doctors for certain things that ended up allowing Jordan to come home.

As I sit here trying to finish this blog, my eyes are welling up with tears thinking of what a gaurdian angel Christy really was. I know all the credit goes to God for Jordan still being with us and I just wanna make sure He gets all the credit for putting Christy in our lives at that time.

I'm not sure if this is one coherent thought or just a bunch of ramblings but those are the memories that popped into my head after reading a simple post on myspace.

Keira's First Real Ultrasound

This is the ultrasound video where we found out Keira is a girl. This was a pretty awesome day as I talked about in a previous post.

Longing for Home

I'm currently sitting in a hotel room at the Wyndham in Las Colinas, which is in Irving Tx. I had to come up here for a training class for work. I enjoy coming up here to Irving and staying at the hotel because it gives me a break from the normal everyday grind and I get to learn new skills for my job.

This trip is different though because even though I'm enjoying the time in class and learning the new skills. I am so ready to get home so I can see and hold Marsha in my arms and rub on her growing stomach as Keira gets bigger and bigger by the day.

First Attempt.

So I'm gonna give this blogging thing a shot. I've never been one to write down or even verbalize my feelings or what's going through my head, which is probably a good thing for most people, but I'm sitting here at work at 1:15 in the morning waiting on some SQL scripts to run so I figured I would at least attempt it.

A few months ago my gf and I found out she was pregnant, I was scared and excited all in the same breath. I was scared because between us we already have 6 kids and I'm not sure that we could handle another. It's a big responsibility to bring a life into this world, especially since we aren't exactly in the greatest of shape financially. On the other hand I was really excited because I love babies and I had thought about wanting another one for quite some time. A lot of people, especially family members thought we were crazy for letting it happen, but at that point it wasn't going to change the fact that she was pregnant.

As her and I have gone through this pregnancy and have shared the experience with the kids, hers and mine, I believe it has drawn us closer. On the 10th of November, we went to the doctor and had an ultrasound done and found out that our miracle of life is going to be a girl. I can't even begin to describe the emotions that ran through me when the ultrasound tech told us it was a girl and begin to show us how she could tell through the grainy black and white images being displayed on the screen in front of our eyes.

For years I have thought no matter what I did, I would always be blessed with boys over girls. Most guys probably wouldn't complain about that, but I always wanted to have a daughter, a daddy's little girl. I just didn't think it would happen, but it did and I'm thrilled about that.

I am ready for March to get here so I can hold my precious lil girl in my arms, at least I think I'm ready, lol