We were so excited when we found out you were on the way. I had some morning sickness (not just morning) but not much and not too bad. Watermelon, canteloupe made me sick and of course, the smell of frying hamburg.
Once when your Daddy was flying just the 2 of us, (really the 3 of us, because you were along for the ride) I started feeling like I was going to lose my supper. He helped me to apply the "mind over matter" trick and with diversion and humor the feeling passed without messing up the cockpit of the little Cessna. There really were no rest areas nearby. Ha!
Mark and Carole lived nextdoor to us in the "mission house" owned by one of FEA big hearted donors, Bro. Bell.
The day arrived when you were making your way into the big, wide, world. We headed to the hospital and you were born about 11:30 pm. When Daddy got home Carole had left a note on our door to come to the bedroom window and tell them what we had ANYTIME. Daddy left them a note with the info and that he was sleeping. I have scanned the notes and a picture of you and will try to attach it to this blog.
Before I go, I want to say how much joy you have brought to our lives and you just keep on bringing us joy!!!!!
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