In my favorite poem by Robert Frost, Nothing Gold Can Stay, he reminds us that like the seasons of nature, life is one season melting into another, and quickly fading away. This is my attempt to document each season in my life and my family.

Our Family Is Complete

Filed under: Abby Jo,Family,General,Kids,Pregnancy — Rachel at 11:27 pm on Saturday, April 4, 2009

Abigail Joanna Harmon joined our family at 7:31 a.m. on Thursday, March 26, 2009. She weighed 7 lbs 5 ozs, and was 19 inches long. She had apgar scores of 8 and 9, and was a perfectly healthy, beautiful baby girl. 


My best friend, Amy, came to Tennessee to be with me for my baby’s birth, and she and I got to the hospital at five a.m. We started the process of getting ready for surgery. I put on the humongous, terribly attractive hospital gown, got hooked up to some monitors, got an i.v. in, and was started on fluids and antibiotics. The antibiotics were because I tested positive for group B strep this time. Christopher showed up around about that point, and he generally acted like a twelve year old. I love him dearly, but I would have kicked him had I not been impeded by tubes and wires. With Amy playing the role of support person, Chris felt free to be his usual sarcastic, troublemaking self. 

I got insanely scared about the time the anesthesiologist came to put my epidural in, and started shaking uncontrollably. I held on to Amy for dear life, and she prayed for me while they stuck enormous needles in my spine. She’s going to make an excellent chaplain some day. Chris generally doesn’t like such things, and he looked kind of happy to have Amy deal with me. He cut out the nonsense at that point, because I was so obviously scared. After the epidural, they put in the catheter.  The anasthesiologist started poking me all over with a needle to see what I could feel and where I could feel it. He decided I was sufficiently numb, and ready to go. My mom and dad got there with little time to spare, and brought my kids in. Kyra gave me a kiss, Owen gave me a strange look, and Elijah stayed on the other side of the room.  Amy gave me a hug, a kiss on the forehead, and promised to pray. This was all to make up for how her and Chris didn’t hug me the last time they were wheeling me off to surgery a year ago until the anasthesiologist prompted them to. (You did good, Amy Jo.) 🙂

They whisked me out of the room, and wheeled me to the operating room. I was illogically scared out of my mind. I was shaking uncontrollably. They piled lots of warm blankets on my chest and arms to try to calm my shaking a bit, but it didn’t help much.  After they got me all prepped, they let Chris in the room. He sat behind me, and tried to calm me. He had dropped all of the silly stuff, and had switched into the supportive husband role.  He had his hand on my arm, and I asked him to hold my arm down. My arms were shaking so bad they were starting to hurt from the effort of trying to keep them down on the table. My teeth were chattering so bad I bit my tongue several times. I was very scared and nervous.  Dr. Cadigan came in about that point, and they started doing things on the other side of the curtain. I wasn’t real sure when they started the surgery because they didn’t tell me. Chris leaned close to me, and prayed in my ear. It was very calming, and my shaking finally started to ease a bit. He’s going to be a good chaplain, too.

After a few minutes more than I thought it would take, due to scar tissue from my previous c-sections, I heard someone say, “Baby’s out.” and then Dr. Cadigan announced “It’s a girl.” I heard a totally ticked off cry, as Abigail Joanna made her arrival known. 

The next few minutes were a bit of a blur as I watched them clean her off, weigh and measure her, and diaper her and wrap her up. Chris got to go over and get a closer look. I just watched from a few feet away. I directed Chris to take this picture and that picture, including some of me and a couple of me and him. Even while being stapled back together, I was concerned about having good pictures. Chris got to hold her next to me while they finished taking care of me, and then they wheeled me back to my room. I didn’t have to make a stop in a recovery room, but got to go straight to my regular room.

Once in my room, I finally got to hold my little girl. She was absolutely perfect and beautiful. She had a headfull of dark, nearly black hair with a few blond highlights, and the chubbiest cheeks you could possibly imagine. She was perfect. My wonderful nurse consented to letting all of my visitors come in right away,  and in a minute my room was nearly full. Pastor Tim and Jill, Mom and Dad, all my kiddos, Chris’ mom, and Amy Jo were all there to meet Abby Jo. Kyra was ecstatic, Owen was impressed, and Elijah was barely interested. The grandparents were all over the moon happy about their newest grandbaby. Amy Jo won major best friend points for smiling in the general direction of the baby, and coming straight to my side and sitting on my bed holding my hand. After a few minutes of oohing and ahhing, Pastor Tim held my hand and prayed for me. I was incredibly moved by this. I just love my pastor. Jill, his wife, was crying when he finished praying, and I loved her so much in that moment. She gave me a big hug, and they left. I let everyone hold Abigail, and then I nursed her for the first time. It was just what I had hoped for. I was very, very happy.

Amy Jo stayed with me the entire time I was in the hospital, and took excellent care of me. Chris went home at night, and then came to hang out during the day. With the death of my grandmother, my mom wasn’t able to keep the kids like we originally planned, but Velvet kept them at our house the first night and Chris was home with them at night as well. I had lots of visitors, nearly all of them were people from church. I was so happy when all of my Bible study girls came to visit me during my hospital stay. I felt very, very loved by all the visits, phone calls, and especially by all the prayers I knew my church family and other friends were praying for me.

Abby has been the perfect baby from the very beginning. She doesn’t cry much at all. She’s perfectly content. I am spoiling her like crazy. I hold her all the time. I have yet to try to put her to bed on her own. She has slept on my chest every night since she was born. Knowing for sure that she is my last baby makes me want to savor every moment and every experience. The constant holding is the reason for not blogging before now. It’s hard to type when you’re constantly holding and caressing the most beautiful baby in the world. I’m going to end this post for now, but I intend to blog more about her first days and I will post more pictures and links to my Facebook photos tomorrow. If you aren’t my Facebook friend, you should be.

Thanks to everyone for their prayers, emails, comments, and all the love you’ve sent my way. I love you all…and that’s not just the Percocet talking. 🙂

38 Weeks…One Week To Go!

Filed under: Pregnancy — Rachel at 10:06 pm on Wednesday, March 18, 2009

I’m 38 weeks today. I went to the doctor today, and everything looked good. I’m feeling much, much better than I have been. I think that I may actually be over the 8 week UTI from hell. I’ve been off of antibiotics for a week now, and haven’t had any UTI symptoms.  So, praise the Lord for that. I’m beginning to think I may actually be healthy when my little girl gets here.

Speaking of her getting here, that is one week from tomorrow. Thursday the 26th is the big day. I have several busy days in between now and then. Tomorrow and Friday, I have to get the house clean and get prepared for a birthday party for Elijah on Saturday. Since Elijah doesn’t really like people, we’re only having a few people over, and we’re gonna have a simple party. His birthday is on Wednesday, the day before Abby Jo is arriving. It’s hard to believe he’ll be five. On Sunday morning, Chris is preaching for our pastor who is gone this week. On Monday, Amy is coming. On Tuesday, I’m going to go shopping with Amy for the last few things I need before I go to the hospital. We’re going to get a manicure and pedicure and go out to dinner in honor of Amy’s birthday coming up (and the fact that I can’t reach my feet to make my toes look pretty for my nurses). On Wednesday morning, I have my last doctor’s appointment, and Wednesday evening we have church, which is exciting because Chris and I started a new youth service on Wednesday nights. That brings us right up to the big day. So, I’m thankful for the busyness, because it will make this last week seem not so long. I just can’t wait to hold my baby girl.

Here is the update:

Your baby has really plumped up. She weighs about 6.8 pounds and she’s over 19 1/2 inches long. She has a firm grasp, which you’ll soon be able to test when you hold her hand for the first time! Her organs have matured and are ready for life outside the womb.

Wondering what color your baby’s eyes will be? You may not be able to tell right away. If she’s born with brown eyes, they’ll likely stay brown. If she’s born with steel gray or dark blue eyes, they may stay gray or blue or turn green, hazel, or brown by the time she’s 9 months old. That’s because a child’s irises (the colored part of the eye) may gain more pigment in the months after she’s born, but they usually won’t get “lighter” or more blue. (Green, hazel, and brown eyes have more pigment than gray or blue eyes.)

37 Weeks – Full Term!

Filed under: Pregnancy — Rachel at 12:20 pm on Thursday, March 12, 2009

Yesterday marked the 37 week point for me. I had a doctor’s appointment. I hate going every week. It seems so pointless. I finally gained a couple of pounds, according to their scale. I’ve not gained much weight over the last several weeks. I have no appetite, and have trouble eating enough.  She told me the baby had dropped, which I had kind of noticed, but I had not dilated. This was no surprise. I’ve never dilated at all on my own with any of my kids, no matter how many painful contractions I have. 

I was feeling rather nauseous yesterday. I barely ate at all. After I got home from the doctor’s appointment, I spent the rest of the day in bed. I got up in time to go to church. While getting ready for church, I noticed that my lower back was really sore. I had Chris look at it, and he was like, “You have a huge bruise.” Sure enough, I have a very large, ugly looking, unexplained bruise on my lower back. I haven’t injured myself in any way, so I have no clue where it came from. While at church last night, I started feeling even worse. My lower back started hurting…all of it, not just the bruised area, and I was feeling very, very nauseous. Nausea has not been an issue for a couple months now, so it was unusual for me to feel that sick all day.

After church, I was just feeling terrible, and I was perplexed about the bruise. I started to worry about it, and looked up the side effects of the antibiotic I am on (Augmentin). One of the side effects that it said you should call your doctor over was bruising, so I called my doctor to ask about it. She had me go to labor and delivery last night so they could check me out. So, at nine thirty last night, I left Chris at home with the kids, including a feverish Owen, and I headed to Knoxville. Basically, all they did while I was there is catheterize me for a urine sample directly from my bladder, and tell me that, surprise, surprise….I have an infection. No joke. I’ve had this infection for seven weeks now. The catheterizing hurt insanely bad, and seemed awfully unnecessary to me. I’m beginning to think my doctor hates me. They sent me home after about an hour and a half with instructions to finish my antibiotic…I have two pills left to take today…and to drink lots of fluids. The doctor was unconcerned with the bruise. (She wasn’t actually there…the nurse just called and described it to her.) So, I was really put out that I drove all the way to Knoxville for that. I’m hurting worse now than I was before I went, thanks to the lovely catheter. 

So, that’s what 37 weeks pregant is like for me. I am having this little girl two weeks from today, and I can not wait. I’m so tired of being pregnant, and so tired of all these horrible pregnancy related ailments. I’m ready to be healthy again.

Other than all of that drama, I’m doing okay. I have everything I really need for the baby. I have a ton of housework to get done before she gets here. I’ve been feeling so poorly, along with being insanely tired, that I’ve not got anything done in a long time. It’s all just kind of fell down around my ears. (Don’t drop in on me unannounced, or you will see me cry.) So, I have a week and a half to get all of that in order. Amy Jo is coming to be with me in about that amount of time. I was worried for a while that she wouldn’t get to come, because of some childcare complications. Thankfully, though, dear, sweet, wonderful Debbie saved the day. (Thank you, thank you, thank you!) So, I’ll have my best friend around for support. We’re all very excited and very anxious to meet our little Abby Jo. 

Here is the update:

Congratulations — your baby is full term! This means that if your baby arrives now, his lungs should be fully mature and ready to adjust to life outside the womb, even though your due date is still three weeks away.

Your baby weighs 6 1/3 pounds and measures a bit over 19 inches, head to heel. Many babies have a full head of hair at birth, with locks from 1/2 inch to 1 1/2 inches long. But don’t be surprised if your baby’s hair isn’t the same color as yours. Dark-haired couples are sometimes thrown for a loop when their children come out as blonds or redheads, and fair-haired couples have been surprised by Elvis look-alikes. And then, of course, some babies sport only peach fuzz.

36 Weeks

Filed under: Pregnancy — Rachel at 11:19 pm on Wednesday, March 4, 2009

I’m getting closer. 23 days till baby.

I woke up this morning in utter misery. My bladder infection was back, and with a vengence. I cried and prayed and made terrible whimpery noises through a shower and getting dressed, and then called the doctor as soon as her office opened this morning. I didn’t have a babysitter, so I loaded all the kids up and took them with me. This was totally against the office policy of no kids, but I was desperate for some relief. My regular appointment wasn’t until tomorrow, but they saw me today since I was up there anyway to pee in a cup. 

They did a non stress test to make sure Abby Jo was doing okay through all of this. She was fine. My doc said that if this infection were to cause me to go into premature labor that she would just let me have her now, since I am 36 weeks. She put me on a different antibiotic. This is the fourth course of antibiotics I’ve taken, and the third kind. Hopefully, it will work. I’m not too confident, though. I would appreciate your prayers. The antibiotic makes me sick to my stomach, and I also have a cold or sinus infection or something that comes with a cough and sinus congestion. This pregnancy has definitely been the hardest for me, but I know it will be worth it real soon. update:

Your baby is still packing on the pounds — at the rate of about an ounce a day. She now weighs almost 6 pounds and is more than 18 1/2 inches long. She’s shedding most of the downy covering of hair that covered her body as well as the vernix caseosa, the waxy substance that covered and protected her skin during her nine-month amniotic bath. Your baby swallows both of these substances, along with other secretions, resulting in a blackish mixture, called meconium, will form the contents of her first bowel movement.

At the end of this week, your baby will be considered full-term. (Full-term is 37 to 42 weeks; babies born before 37 weeks are pre-term and those born after 42 are post-term.) Most likely she’s in a head-down position. But if she isn’t, your practitioner may suggest scheduling an “external cephalic version,” which is a fancy way of saying she’ll try to coax your baby into a head-down position by manipulating her from the outside of your belly.

35 Weeks

Filed under: Pregnancy — Rachel at 12:32 pm on Wednesday, February 25, 2009

We’re getting closer to the big day. I am 35 weeks pregnant today, and I have 29 days until delivery. I’m getting ever so impatient. I can’t wait to get Miss Abby Jo out of my belly and into my arms. She’s taking up way too much room in there.  I’m feeling pretty good these days, considering. I’m tired a lot. I have way less energy right now than, I think, ever in my life. I don’t sleep well because of being uncomfortable and incredibly annoying leg pain. Otherwise, though, things have gotten better in the last week. 

Last night, my girls (the ones in my Bible study small group) gave me a baby shower at the church. Stacie and Ann guided the process, but the girls, I understand, did most everything. I was so excited about it. They put so much effort into it. I felt incredibly loved the whole night. I got lots of great stuff for Abby Jo, and I am excited to go through it and see what I’ve got. I tried to open things quickly so people didn’t get bored with the whole process, so I don’t even really remember everything that I got. I know I got a lot, though. My church has really made me feel incredibly loved and appreciated since I’ve been there, and I loved every moment of my shower last night.


This is a photo of me and my girls at the beginning of the shower.


My beautiful cake which Ms. Linda made for me. It was beautiful and delicious. The best part…the girls had her write “Congratulations Rachel…You Rock” on it. Made my day!


Me and all my girls at the end of the night. Top row from left: Emily, Myra, Ashley H., me, Ashley C.  and Casey Bottom row from left: Esther, Hannah, and Kenzie

The night was perfect. I loved every bit of it. The girls are great, and I love them all to death. I added all 100 pictures from last night into two albums on Facebook. Here is the first album and here is the second one.

Lastly, here is this week’s update:

Your baby doesn’t have much room to maneuver now that he’s over 18 inches long and tips the scales at 5 1/4 pounds. Because it’s so snug in your womb, he isn’t likely to be doing somersaults anymore, but the number of times he kicks should remain about the same. His kidneys are fully developed now, and his liver can process some waste products. Most of his basic physical development is now complete — he’ll spend the next few weeks putting on weight.

34 Weeks

Filed under: Pregnancy — Rachel at 11:26 pm on Wednesday, February 18, 2009

I am 34 weeks pregnant today…36 days from delivering. I am sooooo ready to have this baby girl. I’ve had more pregnancy related miseries with this pregnancy than any of the others. I have had a UTI for almost four weeks now. I’ve been through two rounds of antibiotics already. I felt better while I was taking them (except for the fact that they made me sick to my stomach), but, about two days after I finished the course, my symptoms came back both times. I went back to the doctor today for another test, which showed that my infection is still there and getting worse again. They put me on a different antibiotic this time. Hopefully, this one will help me to kick this infection for good. I’m so tired of it.

Besides this stubborn bladder infection, my hands and feet have been swelling. I never had any swelling with my other pregnancies. I don’t like it at all. I hate the way they ache when they swell. It’s very distracting. Anyway, all that complaining to say, I’m ready for this little girl to get here.

My girls are giving me a baby shower (along with Stacie and Ann, a couple of my friends at church) on Tuesday, and I’m very excited about it. After that, I think baby preparations will kick in to warp speed. I’ll know what I have, and what I still need. Then, I’ll be getting everything ready for a few weeks, and then she’ll be here. It’s really not that long. I haven’t done anything to prepare for her. I’ve done things to make our household run a little smoother after she’s here, but I’ve not done anything to actually be ready to bring a new baby home.

My friend, Heather, sent me a crib set that her daughter, Natalie, had used, and I am sooo excited about it. It is adorable, and it will go so well with Kyra’s room when we eventually move the girls into the same room. Owen still sleeps in the crib (though less often…he’s spending more nights with his brother and sister), and so I’ll wait until a couple weeks before she’s here to put it on. I can’t wait, though. I know seeing the crib all made up in an adorable, girly, pink crib set will make things seem so real. Thank you, Heather, so much. You’re such a sweet friend.

I know this post has gotten kind of random, but I’m tired. Here is the 34 week update from Babycenter:

Your baby now weighs about 4 3/4 pounds and is almost 18 inches long. Her fat layers — which will help regulate her body temperature once she’s born — are filling her out, making her rounder. Her skin is also smoother than ever. Her central nervous system is maturing and her lungs are continuing to mature as well. If you’ve been nervous about preterm labor, you’ll be happy to know that babies born between 34 and 37 weeks who have no other health problems generally do fine. They may need a short stay in the neonatal nursery and may have a few short-term health issues, but in the long run, they usually do as well as full-term babies.

33 Weeks

Filed under: Pregnancy — Rachel at 11:41 pm on Wednesday, February 11, 2009

I am 33 weeks pregnant, as of today. This has proven to be a difficult pregnancy in so many ways. The beginning was hard emotionally, because of the baby I lost a few months before, and then physically because of how sick I got. I stayed somewhat sick despite the medicine for so many months, and was just extremely tired with this baby. I had a brief period of feeling generally okay, and then the last few weeks have gotten hard again. The UTI that sent me to the hospital a couple of weeks ago really put me through the ringer. The antibiotic they gave me for it made me sick. I got better after I started taking it, though, but, a few days after I ended the course, the UTI came back over this past weekend. I was pretty miserable for a couple of days. They put me on a stronger dosage of the same antibiotic, and I’m taking it more frequently as well. It has made me feel a lot better. I went to the doctor today, though, and she said she was afraid that this particular bacteria is sensitive to the antibiotic but is not really being completely taken care of. She is afraid that when I finish the course, it will just come back….that I’m only feeling better while on it. So, she’s going to check on that, and possibly switch me to a different antibiotic. As if that isn’t enough, this is the first pregnancy that I’ve had any trouble with swelling. My hands and feet have been swelling for at least a week…maybe more…and they really hurt a lot when they do.

So, all of that whining to say…I can’t wait for Abby Jo to get here. I only have six weeks left, and I won’t be pregnant anymore! Yay!! 🙂 I am not a fan of pregnant…it’s just those adorable little babies you get at the end that make it worth it.

Other than the UTI stuff, everything looked good at my doctor’s appointment today, and I go back in another two weeks.

Here is what is saying about Abby’s progress:

How your baby is growing:
This week your baby weighs a little over 4 pounds and has passed the 17-inch mark. He’s rapidly losing that wrinkled, alien look and his skeleton is hardening. The bones in his skull aren’t fused together, which allows them to move and slightly overlap, thus making it easier for him to fit through the birth canal. (The pressure on the head during birth is so intense that many babies are born with a conehead-like appearance.) These bones don’t entirely fuse until early adulthood, so they can grow as his brain and other tissue expands during infancy and childhood.

I’ve made a bit of progress on getting stuff sorted through and taken to Goodwill. Getting rid of clutter around here sure is nice. I have more to do, but it’s slow going in my hefty condition. I’m getting there, though. I am super excited about my baby shower coming up at the church. My Bible study girls are planning it for me, and that makes it even more special. I really can’t wait. Velvet and Angie (Chris’ mom and aunt) have been sending home adorable baby clothes with me pretty much every time they keep the kids lately. I get so excited over baby girl clothes. It is getting close. I just can’t wait to hold my baby girl.

Only 43 more days to go!


31 Weeks

Filed under: Pregnancy — Rachel at 1:53 pm on Wednesday, January 28, 2009

I’m getting closer. With every week that ticks by, I am getting more excited. It won’t be long now. I had a doctor’s appointment this morning, and things were mostly good. I got to hear Abigail’s heartbeat. That’s always nice. My results from my glucose test last time were good, and I’m not anemic. I have been anemic in other pregnancies. I do have a UTI that sent me to the hospital Sunday morning, but I’m on antibiotics and doing better with that. I have to go back to the doctor in a week to keep tabs on that. 

We scheduled my c-section today. It looks like Abby Jo and Elijah will have back to back birthdays. His birthday is March 25, and Abby’s will be March 26, Lord willing. I’m glad to have that date nailed down, so everyone’s (mainly Chris and Amy’s) schedules can be coordinated. I don’t really worry about anyone else being there, but Chris and Amy Jo are kind of a must. My kiddos, too. Everyone else is just icing  on the cake. So, even though it’s not the date I was hoping for, it works well with Chris’ work schedule, and I don’t have to be pregnant too much longer than I was wanting.

Here’s an update on how she’s growing from

This week, your baby measures over 16 inches long. He weighs about 3.3 pounds and is heading into a growth spurt. He can turn his head from side to side, and his arms, legs, and body are beginning to plump out as needed fat accumulates underneath his skin. He’s probably moving a lot, too, so you may have trouble sleeping because your baby’s kicks and somersaults keep you up. Take comfort: All this moving is a sign that your baby is active and healthy.

I’m looking forward to my baby shower my church family is giving me next month. I went through the clothes I have saved from when Kyra was a baby, and, turns out, I don’t have hardly any little baby girl clothes. I sold most of them after we found out Owen was a boy. I didn’t think I would ever need them again. Velvet (Chris’ mom) and her sister, Angie, have already been buying lots of sweet little onesies and sleepers for our little girl, though. I get so excited over baby girl stuff. They’re just so cute. 

So, a few minor health things going on, but, generally speaking, everyone is happy and healthy.

On progress, lack of progress, and a name.

Filed under: Family,Friends,Kids,Pregnancy — Rachel at 12:54 pm on Thursday, January 22, 2009

I’m 30 weeks pregnant now. The end is in sight. I am slowing down considerably, but everything is progressing well. Abby Jo is a very, very active baby. I find random strangers watching my belly and grinning. She’s already making sure her presence is known in the world. I’m getting bigger all the time, and am consistently gaining weight now. I don’t have much of an appetite, so I’m having to make a conscious effort to eat enough. I’m sure, once I’m not pregnant anymore, I’ll be ravenous. 🙂


How your baby’s growing:
Your baby’s about 15.7 inches long now, and she weighs almost 3 pounds. A pint and a half of amniotic fluid surrounds her, but that volume will decrease as she gets bigger and takes up more room in your uterus. Her eyesight continues to develop, though it’s not very keen; even after she’s born, she’ll keep her eyes closed for a good part of the day. When she does open them, she’ll respond to changes in light but will have 20/400 vision — which means she can only make out objects a few inches from her face. (Normal adult vision is 20/20.)

I haven’t made a whole lot of progress with all of the heavy duty cleaning and sorting that I need to do, but I did get the boys’ room (getting used to saying “the boys’ room” instead of “Elijah’s room”, still) cleaned out. I got four trash bags of toys out of their room to take to Goodwill. I haven’t got to Kyra’s room yet. Therefore, I haven’t got to the sorting of outgrown clothes yet. As a result, I have not yet got to sorting through the baby stuff I have stored away. I really don’t know how many clothes I have left from Kyra. I know I sold a lot of my baby girl clothes after we found out Owen was a boy. I sold a lot of my baby stuff period. 🙂 I need to do an inventory and see what I still have. I only have about eight and a half weeks left before she’s here. 

This may be a repeat, I’m not sure. I thought I would tell you guys how I picked Abby’s name. All of my kids are named after someone. Kyra’s middle name, Joy, is after my childhood friend, Joy. Elijah’s middle name, Christopher, is of course after his daddy, and Owen’s middle name, Shane, is his daddy’s middle name. This time around, I really wanted to name my baby after my best friend, Amy. Chris wasn’t on board with using her first name, and so I had to get creative. 🙂 Amy’s name is Amy Jo, and I call her that more often than not. So, I chose Abigail Joanna with the idea of having the same intials as Amy and having the nickname of Abby Jo. While Abby Jo is not exactly the same, it does sound like Amy Jo. 🙂 As an added bonus, my middle name is Anna, so, combining Amy’s middle name with mine was a sneaky way of doing something I always thought I should do…naming a baby after me. After all, I’m the one who does all the work. 🙂  So, that was the best I could do to honor my best friend and work with my husband and his naming preferences. 🙂 Name meanings are important to me, and I’m very happy with the meanings of Abby Jo’s names. Abigail means “my father’s joy” and Joanna means “God is gracious”. Coincidentally, Shane means “God is gracious”, as well, so Chris, Owen, and Abby’s middle names all have the same meaning. I thought that was cool. I find myself calling my second daughter “Abigail”, “Abby”, or “Abby Jo” with nearly the same frequency. They’re all fine with me, so you can call her whichever comes out. I’m not picky. 

And that, my friends, is how Abby Jo got her name. 

Kid Quote

Filed under: Family,Kid Quote,Kids,Kyra,Pregnancy — Rachel at 11:59 pm on Thursday, January 8, 2009

Today, I was sitting on the couch with my shirt up, rubbing my belly. This is pretty much my usual state. Abby was moving around and kicking like crazy. The kids got to actually see her moving for the first time. They were always too impatient to watch long enough to see the movements before. Abby was really active today, though, and they thought it was really cool. I told them that she could hear them talking, and Kyra said she was going to think of something to say to her. In a few minutes, Kyra came back, leaned close to my belly, and said, “Abby Jo…Jesus loves you.”

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