This week:
Roseline Alice Long
By Matt and Emily Long
At 3:30am on Sunday August 18th, my water broke. We were going to have a nice, calm, organized C-section on Tuesday the 20th, but nope, this baby was in a hurry to come. Many quick phone calls were made and the kids and bags were packed up into the van. Every one was calm while we were in van. Hubby and I took turns answering the kids questions while I sat on a bath towel trying to not scare the kids. When we arrived at the hospital they set me right up to get ready for my surgery. I was worried the hubs was going to miss the whole baby being born thing because he was waiting for my sister to pick up the older children, but he made it in time. Even had time to eat some of the smelliest beef jerky I have ever smelled.
I walked into the operating room to have the baby. I always am so happily surprised how amazing my sweet husband is, and so insanely supportive during times like these. He is my rock and does an amazing job keeping me calm. It happened to be that this C-section was a little rougher than the one I had with our four year old. I was super nauseated and had to take some anti nausea medicine that made me keep falling asleep. I wasn't loopy per se, just really tired. When the moment of truth came it was a little girl who was held above the curtain, who happened to look like her own little person, no other family member.
The kids are so happy to have a new little sister; they can't get enough of holding her and kissing her. She can't seem to get enough of her Daddy, and I think the feelings are mutual. I myself just keep having a hard time really believing she is really here. After all the losses of 2018, secretly, I thought maybe we were done having kids, maybe that part of my life was done. Even now with a brand new little one, I'm still not sure if I want that part of my life to be over. Pregnancy is really rough on me, but while holding this perfect little one while I type this, I can't shut that door to possibilities. Our little girl is so perfect, I would have loved her no matter what, but she is already doing so well, and let's be completely honest, she is so beautiful. So I will end this post saying I'm so tired, covered in spit up and there isn't a part of my body that isn't sore, but I couldn't be happier. I am insanely happy that our little girl is finally part of our lives.

But because I have already written a post about the hubby and I having a new baby, I have added a photo of Rosie and the quilt I made for her. It's Sesame Street because Sesame Street is flipping amazing, and it's also rainbowish without the rainbow smacking you in the face.