Making little feet for shoes...

Well, THAT cat is out of its' bag! I broke down yesterday after talking to my Mom...b-r-o-k-e d-o-w-n. It was killing me not to be able to talk about what I wanted to talk about. So, Robbie and I made a decision and attempted to call everyone who needed to hear it in person. From Portland to New York City, word is getting around...We are pregnant.

I've been trying to carry on as though I wasn't all knocked-up, write posts as though my life has not been flipped upside down, talk to people about things other than nausea and names, but wow, has that been hard.

My Mom couldn't believe I kept it from her as long as I did and frankly I can't either. I regret not getting to tell everyone in person, but it feels so good to finally not have a secret! Of course, life as we know it is officially changing and we couldn't be happier.

Comments

Anonymous said…
To my favorite neice, Catherine Josephine, I am so happy for you and Robbie and this new baby Knight. I can't wait to assist with the spoiling and also to buy little shoes.

Aunt Linda

The blogs are going to be so much fun to read in the coming months.
4:17 PM
Anonymous said…
yay!!!!!
congratulations!!!
XOXO,
hanna
8:56 PM
Lady and Tater said…
Taylor and I are EXSTATIC!!!!! We're going to try to see you in Shawnee for Christmas... MISS YOU!
8:33 AM
Anonymous said…
It does not seem all that long ago that my daughter was born. And now she is having a child of her own. I don't know what to feel about this.

There are two pictures on my desk, side by side in a single frame. One picture is my daughter just big enough to stand on her own, leaning against a ragged couch, grinning a toothless grin and clutching her pink hairbrush. The other picture is her standing alone on a staircase on her wedding day, beautiful and confident. The little girl I adored who became a wife adored by another man has grown to become a woman I respect and the mother-to-be of my first grandchild.

I've thought about it, and have decided to make no plans concerning my grandchild, but to only have hopes, dreams and expectations. I know wtihin my grandchild's life there will be precious times, exciting events, and heartbreaks sprinkling the seemingly mundane routines of daily life. And for me to plan any part of the child's life may take away from the joys of what will be. I'm not going to plan to be part of the child's memories, but I truly hope I will be. I pray I will be a participant in at least some of the good memories created in that young mind. And I pray even more fervently that the child will choose to forget the times when Grampa Grumps is a source of disappointment.

Catie, don't think ill of me when you hear me tell my grandchild "Your mother used to do that", for it most certainly will be meant as a complement to you.

Dad
10:44 PM
Anonymous said…
Your dad's comment brought tears to my eyes and warmth to my heart...ditto! Love you guys more than you can imagine!!! We are all very excited. I've been walking on cloud nine!!! Love...auntie L
9:37 AM
Anonymous said…
this is so so so so exciting!!!! i am so happy for you guys! i can't wait! congratulations!!!

-sara st. j.

:)
11:50 AM
Laresa said…
Pretty much ditto to what everyone else said! Ecstatic, excited, and overly thrilled are just a few words/phrases that come to mind when I think of you two and this new chapter that is starting in your life. Whatever you need, an open ear to listen to you dream of what life will be like in just a few short months, a fast food run for you when Robbie has already been 10 times that day and doesn't want to again, or just a friend to chat with, just know that I'm here! Love you girl- Laresa
1:38 PM
T.J. said…
Congrats second cuz in law twice removed. Heck I dont know how are related to me. But I cant wait to see him or her when it's born.

Love, T.J. St.John
4:30 PM
Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Settling in...

Next month marks our 8th Moved to Kansas City Anniversary. Eight years and I am just now feeling like we are settling in. Life is moving along at a steady clip. I have a love/hate relationship with Facebook, but thank goodness it exists or I would never know anything about anybody. Having a small child seems to suck you into this introverted world where all you (feel) like you do is pick up toys, read Little Golden Books and sing The Wheels On the Bus. But, of course, this is only partially true. As disconnected as I feel to the world outside of my home and the Cancer Center, I am that much more connected to my beautiful son. I am learning to accept that "balance" is a myth. Lately, I've spent a lot of time challenging my notion of health and wellness. Robbie and I joined a gym and I am actually committing time to go. In fact, I even made the large investment to work with a personal trainer. I am trying so incredibly hard to hang up my discomfort and unease about my bod...
Read more

I knew I was forgetting something...

Image
Writing and keeping a journal has always been cathartic for me and I think often, "I should jot that down." The many " thats " that have gone by since last July are almost too numerous to count, and frankly, I've sadly forgotten most of them. I love to write and this blog is testament to that. Unfortunately, my time and energy is limited these days and given my OCD nature, I can't just write a simple little update without revision and editing. I've always wanted to be sure I am saying what I mean and mean what I say...and if I can do it eloquently with a little additional thought, well even better. And that's where I struggle these days. It seems my brain power is more focused on the miles of pages that need to be read for class, remembering to pick my child up from daycare and staying on top of a job that, at times, consumes more of my life than I'd rather admit. Needless to say, I'm busy and taking time to sit, think, ponder and write (gra...
Read more

Gaining wait...

The heaviness of a few extra pounds compares little to the heaviness of grief. I'm feeling quite heavy these days and am impatiently waiting for a lighter spirit. The Daily Cancer Grind makes me weary and a little over a week ago Robbie's cousin lost her precious 4 month old daughter, Kate. Attending the funeral did little to ease the grief, but spending time with Kate's twin sister, her mommy, daddy and other caring relatives helped (a little) in redirecting the anger I was feeling. Am feeling. The grief in that home was palpable. It breathed, rattled the walls. We are losing patients, naturally...the holidays are approaching. I saw it in the funeral industry and the hospice industry and now the cancer care industry. People decline this time of the year. Not that the holidays are depressing enough. It's different this time though. I'm losing friends. Some of these women I see more than my best gal pals. I'm watching their decline and wishing on anything, everyt...
Read more