I am just a girl trying to matter to God, my husband, my kids, family and friends. Sometimes I hop two steps forward and crawl one step back or even have to make a twirl to get back on track. But, I hope to give more than I take and have some fun along the way. Stop by for a couple of dances and cut in when you can.
I met Gregg when I was 17 and have been madly in love with him ever since. He is selfless, works really hard, and will do anything for anyone. He really is “that” nice all the time and he makes me a better person. He loves anything outdoors and runs like Forrest any chance he gets. He makes a mean bbq, dances with the kids to Elmo, and leaves cards for us to find all over the house. He is everything I could have ever dreamed of, and I am so proud to be his wife.
Mr. Christian has bluest eyes and is full of life. He is “all boy” and jumps from one adventure to the next. He loves trains, watermelon, and his blankie. He is polite, kind, and has tons of charisma with his little grin. He is a great big brother and gives in to girls more than they deserve. He is Daddy’s little buddy and the joy of my heart.
Miss Callie is everything I ever dreamed up in a little girl. She is about everything and everybody and never sits still. She loves all things girly, babies, mommy’s cell phone, pink, and her pillow. She has a laugh that starts in her toes and will melt you with her smile. She dances through our house in princess dresses with a pen and pad in her hand. She is mama’s little helper and Daddy’s Sweet Pea.
Cate is the icing on the cake. God knew she would be the perfect compliment to our family. She loves necklaces, animals, and her loveys. She has just enough girly to hang with Callie at her tea parties, but already shows a special bond with her big brother loving his superheros. She is a typical third child getting whatever she wants with those deep dimples of hers.
It has really started to sink in...two girls. Oh, I hope they are the best of friends. I do feel a little sorry for C, I mean he already has two mamas. But, I bet he will be a great husband after living with two sisters. We are busying getting out all of Callie's bedding and getting her room ready. A little paint, a , new bed skirt, couple of new pillows, a glider from Jenn Hill and we will be ready to go. I don't know why I ever doubted that she would be a girl, one named Catherine. We had picked out our names months ago and had settled on Henry Bradford (Hank) for a boy and Catherine Raine (Cate) for a girl. We debated about how to spell Catherine, but of course since both of our other kids have C names we didn't want her to feel left out. I figure she will be forever telling people how to spell her name. Catherine...with a C....Stahl...with a H. When I started bleeding in Jan and had to go to the ER, they had a hard time taking my blood. My doctor said that from the amount of blood, it sounded like a miscarriage and they needed my blood work to be sent up in case they needed to do a DNC right away. So, before they did anything else, they needed some blood. I am a hard stick. I tell them this every time, and they never believe me. So, after 3 times of trying both arms and once in my hand, they called in reinforcements. A very attractive black lady that I assumed wasn't from America from her accent comes right over(this info is important to the story). She was as kind and as gentle as could be. I told her that if she could get the needle in on the first try, then I would name this baby after her. She got it on the first try, and then I started to panic a little, I wonder what cool exotic name she had. I wonder if she knew I obviously wasn't serious about the whole naming my precious child after a stranger that I just met. And as calmly and confidently as she could, she put her hand on my arm and said, "My name is Catherine, with a C".
I started crying and said, of course it is.
God has such a way of letting you know everything is going to be OK. He gave me that piece of hope to get me through the next 3 hours of waiting to see her dancing around on the ultrasound without a care in the world.
Catherine Raine, God has big plans for you and we are so very thankful he chose you for our family.
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What a cool story! I got chill bumps reading it! :o)
ReplyDeleteWell that made me tear up this morning. Beautiful story to tell sweet Cate one day.
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