This is a bit delayed….I was in the process of writing this blog to my oldest when I had to go out of town for a family medical issue. Better late than never.
There is something special about hearing the heartbeat for the first time…the first kicks…the unknown of labor…and then hearing that awesome sound of the first cry. Then you see her and fall madly in love….head over heels. Looking back, we should have put more thought in to trying to have a baby. We weren’t settled in our careers, we weren’t financially settled…all sorts of things we “weren’t”. But the time felt right and so we went for it. When I was pregnant with Jackie, we didn’t find out what we were having…we wanted it to be a surprise. Maybe I should be embarassed to admit this, but I didn’t want a girl. I wanted a boy. I thought I was more suited for boys…I worked with them…I had always had more male friends than female…I enjoy sports and the occasional off color joke. Besides…girls are too complicated. You want them to be strong but not too strong. You want girly, but not prissy….oh….too much!
And then the moment happened…after a relatively easy labor the midwife announced “It’s a boy!”. Jason responded with an “Uhhh….look again”. It was a girl. We had a couple of names we were tossing around and once we met her, we knew….it would be Jacquelyn Marie. Named after both her grandmothers.
The last 10 years have been some of the most wonderful and yet hardest years of my life. Jackie, you have brought so much joy to my life and I am so lucky God gave you to me. You are an awesome and beautiful young lady. Life’s not perfect…we have our moments. But you make the world….my world….a much better place.



