That's right folks, the end is definitely coming. My doctor has set up a date to induce the baby. By this time in 2 weeks, I will have a new baby! I'll be going in on the 19th to be induced, if I don't have my baby before then. Which is code for, I'll be delivering on the 19th since I never go into labor on my own. Wahoo!! There is something so great about just knowing that by this time in 2 weeks it will all be over. I just thought I would post one last farewell to pregnancy picture of myself so we can all remember how huge I truly am.
In other news, Rachel went in last Thursday to have a lump removed from her arm. The doctor thought that it was probably just a cyst (spelling?), but it kept getting darker like a bruise (which I guess is worrisome) and it really hurt if it was bumped. So, we decided to have it removed. Since Rachel was so young the doctor decided to put her to sleep before removing the lump so that she wouldn't be too scared.
Well, we took her to the hospital bright and early Thursday morning. We only got to spend a few minutes talking to her with the nurses, then helped her into her little robe so they could take her into the operating room. We weren't even there when they gave her the gas to put her to sleep. It was one of the hardest things I have ever done just watching her get wheeled away on the hospital bed. I cried as I walked back into the waiting room to wait the short hour until we could see her again. After it was finished, we went back to sit with Rachel as she woke up. It just broke my heart to see her attached to the IV while she slept all curled up on the bed. I have never felt so grateful that my kids are healthy and don't have to spend time in the hospital. That would be so heartbreaking.
Rachel of course is doing great and you can't even tell that she has a big cut on her arm. She's looking forward to this weekend because that's when she can start getting the cut wet -- she's really been missing swimming and playing in the sprinklers. The pictures of this event are on Jon's phone, so I'll have to figure out how to get those at another time.
Here she is, our beautiful little Sky. Sometimes it seems totally normal to have another baby, and at other times, I can't even believe that we have 4 kids! Pretty crazy.
Sky's brother and sisters certainly love her. They can't get enough of holding her and cry if they feel like they were shortchanged on time during their turn. They do a great job helping to take care of her. Kale always tells us that he "wants to hold that" (meaning the baby) -- we're working on it.
I love the picture of the 2 grandpas. I don't think they've ever looked so proud.
The house visitors. Nick's family and Becky's family saved their visit until we were home -- our kids loved it because then they got to play with their cousins instead of just having to sit around. Awesome!
The proud parents -- We are so excited to have little Sky in our family!
