Manic Monday - Grace

I told Morgen that he could not have chosen a more perfect word for this week’s Manic Monday theme because I was planning to post a special blog for my daughter. June 24 (yesterday or today, depending on when you’re reading this) is my daughter’s 2nd birthday! I can’t believe my baby girl was born two years ago today!

Here is Georgia Grace two years ago today:

Let me tell you, after the pregnancy I had with Eli, it took us awhile to decide if we wanted to go through another pregnancy. But I really did not want Eli to be an only child, and to be perfectly honest, I really wanted a girl! Don’t get me wrong. You all know how much I love my son, but I really wanted a little girl, too. I knew Georgia was a girl from the second I got pregnant, just like I had known Eli was a boy. I don’t think anyone believed me, but I was right!

This pregnancy was so different than my first one. It went perfectly. With Eli, I was nauseous all the time, and I didn’t want to eat, and with Georgia I couldn’t get enough to eat. Okay, I don’t know if that’s a good thing. I had to have Crab Rangoon every day for lunch. And I wouldn’t just eat a couple, I would eat a dozen at a time! On the off day that I wasn’t shoving down the Crab Rangoon, the only other thing I wanted were Penny Club sandwiches from Mr. Goodcents drenched in vinegar and oil. I made the person making it get the sandwich so soggy that you could barely pick it up. They thought I was crazy, but damn, they were good!

When the end of my pregnancy finally rolled around, I didn’t want any surprises like I had with Eli. I scheduled a C-section for 38 weeks (she was breach), and everything went just as planned. Our baby girl was born at 8:07 a.m. on June 24, 2005. She was perfect! The only problem was that she didn’t have a name yet.

That week, we were still going over our top five. By the morning she was born, we had it down to three – Georgia, Sarah or Grace. I came so close to naming her Sarah (because I love Sarah McLachlan), but that just didn’t quite seem right. Eric wanted Grace. An hour later, we were still staring at her. I was under this grand misconception that when we saw her, we would know what her name was. Yeah, not so much. But, we did finally decide that Georgia definitely fit her the best.

Georgia Grace.

After that, we just had to stop my mom from calling her Gigi. Because anyone who follows my blog knows just how wrong that is.

My parents came to the hospital later that day, and brought Eli in to meet his new baby sister. He was more interested in the fact the she and I got to wear cool hospital bracelets. This was our very first family picture.



I can’t believe it’s been two years! I blinked once, and she’s a toddler. I’m afraid to blink again!!

Happy Birthday, my sweet girl!!