tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17069573184431280192024-03-12T18:01:07.225-07:00letters to catherinekatie davishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07283289142863800506noreply@blogger.comBlogger226125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706957318443128019.post-74205236705667053062013-10-13T14:31:00.000-07:002013-10-13T14:31:04.793-07:0010 months<div style="text-align: center;">
Look at this guy.</div>
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We had Adam's and Catherine's check-ups a couple weeks ago, and here's how everybody measured up.<br />
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Adam at 10 months</div>
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Height: 30.25 inches (95th percentile)</div>
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Weight: 22 pounds (65th percentile)</div>
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Catherine at 5 years</div>
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Height: 41.5 inches (25th percentile)</div>
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Weight: 35 pounds (5th percentile)</div>
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I find this hilarious. But you're both just perfect and we'll take you, no matter where you fall on the growth charts.<br />
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You're both still the cutest things ever, and we can't get enough.<br />
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Love you so much,<br />
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Mama<br />
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~some outtakes from the 10 month photo shoot...<br />
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<br />katie davishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07283289142863800506noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706957318443128019.post-38541976419260947352013-08-27T16:54:00.000-07:002013-09-21T16:55:08.701-07:00Catherine is 5 and Adam is huge.well. it's been almost 5 months. lots has happened, including my baby girl turning 5, and my baby boy growing like a maniac and deciding to act not so baby-ish anymore. this is going to be a big collection of random tidbits about these two precious nuggets of mine, as I go through the text messages I've sent myself over the last few months, reminding me of what I wanted to write once I finally sat down to do it...<br />
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so here are some things. Catherine went back and forth on the theme of her 5th birthday party, starting with "all of the princesses" and ending up with a "rainbow/spring time theme". I think that is the cutest, most creative and unique thing to come out of a little girl's brain. you told me what you wanted the scene to be on your cake and what balloons and decorations to get...here's a picture of your cake, made by the ever-talented aunt nikki davis.<br />
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amazing, right? and it happened to be so delicious I can't quit thinking about it.<br />
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her party was super fun. lots of people, more than I expected actually. I think all of the kids went swimming and a lot of the adults too (the grown men performed a random assortment of antics off the diving board again), all of the food was gone and some of our sweet family and friends were there well past the ending time on the invitation. all of these things I see as signs of a good party=)<br />
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most of all: Catherine felt loved and celebrated and had a great time herself.<br />
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I can't believe you're 5, sweet girl. most of the time our time with you as a baby in and out of hospitals and operating rooms is a distant memory, almost feeling like it wasn't real. a lot of times i'm thankful for that because it doesn't take much to flip my anxiety into high gear and send me into fits of worry that something will happen to you again. but on your birthday as I went in to check on you and kiss you goodnight after you'd already fallen asleep, I felt a gentle wave of pictures and memories play through my mind of that first year or two. you in my belly kicking my ribs. in the delivery room making your first squeak that gave us all hope. watching you fight in the NICU, some days filled with tears and some days filled with smiles. seeing your eyes open for the first time. hearing your laugh when you finally could breathe without a trach...i remember daddy throwing you up in the air in that PICU room 5 minutes after we took out your trach for good just so he could hear you giggle. for a second i thought we would get scolded for that, but as i looked around i saw the respiratory therapists, nurses, and the surgical team watching you and smiling along with us as we heard that sweet voice. while you slept, i ran my fingers over the scar on your neck, across your belly and that sweet g-tube hole that you ask about sometimes. and I kissed your lips and your cheek and the corner of your eye (usually it's in that order before I go to bed myself) and I felt a rush of thankfulness. of God's faithfulness and goodness. I was reminded again how he walked with us every step of the way-holding our hand and getting us through. helping us see what a gift you were, whether you lived or whether you went on to heaven as a baby. I was reminded of how He had you in His arms the whole time. of how you are His, and His perfect plan for you was and is playing out. that despite my biggest efforts and mistakes, I can't ruin that. that you are His, that you are immensely loved by the King and He delights in you. that He used and is using you to bring glory to Himself. out of His great love for you, and for all of us. how humbling that He would choose you, my sweet love. you are one magnificent little girl, and I am so incredibly thankful He let me be your mommy.<br />
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I can't get enough of you. you are just becoming the coolest little kid. watching you learn what you like and what your talents are, watching your eyes light up when you realize that you're good at something (coloring, especially). seeing how proud you are of yourself that you're in the "kindergarten class" at your school (fyi: we are officially putting you in kindergarten next year. but with the way your school works now, they moved you up to their kindergarten class this year since your birthday is in august. so to make sure you know you're advancing next year, we are now calling your class the sunbrook kindergarten class and next year you will change schools to the nickajack kindergarten class).<br />
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you are still a great eater. you LOVE noodles-this certain blue box of noodles that we get at publix-that is by far your favorite thing to eat. gigi and I both keep at least 3 boxes of those at our house all the time. your favorite restaurant is orient express in vinings. you love the chicken with Chinese vegetables and you can eat almost a whole order by yourself. for both of our sakes, we usually share=) you like the fortune cookies and your favorite part is having me read you your "lucky numbers" on the back of the actual fortune. you don't care much what the words say, but you are very interested in those lucky numbers=) you still like vegetables-you eat carrots and asparagus (not the "furry" part on the tip) and green beans. you don't love brussel sprouts but you'll try a bite of anything, and i'm so proud of you for that. you love apples and bananas and oranges and grapes, strawberries...most fruit actually. you still pretty much drink only water-i'll never complain about that. if you're given anything else you'll drink about 2 sips then ask for water instead.<br />
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you love to color and draw and are pretty good at it I think. when we ask what your favorite color is you say "all the colors of the rainbow", although you're starting to pick certain ones as your favorite every now and then. sometimes you'll draw a picture and tell me that you put lots of turquoise in it because you know it's my favorite. it was also fun hearing you learn how to say the word "turquoise". =) you're getting better and better at writing your letters and numbers and even reading a few words. your favorite thing to do at school is play on the playground. you love any and all of the Disney princesses, and you invented a game called "20 questions Disney princess style" where you think of a princess and we have to ask yes or no questions to figure out which one it is. hint: 99.9% of the time you're thinking of ariel. she seems to be your favorite although you won't really say that outright-you're very careful not to choose favorites ever, of any kind. you're very diplomatic in that way. =)<br />
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you just started playing soccer and it is the cutest and funniest thing ever. in the middle of your first practice last week you ran up to me and said "mommy-my armpits are sweaty" and started giggling. and at the end I caught you smelling your armpits to see if you were stinky. I can't put into words how cute I thought this whole thing was. you're growing up sweet girl, and it is a most incredible thing to watch=)<br />
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you love to sing. you make up songs and perform on a pretend stage for us. you love to dance. you LOVE to pretend, and usually you're pretending to be at school as a new student and i'm the teacher, or you're pretending to be a princess. or sometimes we pretend to be at ice skating class or dance class.<br />
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a month or two ago I was driving you to school and I overheard you in the back seat telling adam that God loves us and will never crush us. I thought it was funny that you used the word "crush", but I figured you heard it in a song or something=) you'll help me feed him a bottle if i'm running extra late in the morning. you are the best big sister-you still love him to pieces and have never once acted like you wish he wasn't there. even when we can tell you're a little jealous or missing some attention, you have the kindest and most loving heard to that little brother of yours. i'm so so proud I can't stand it. and you're always trying to make him laugh or feel better if he's crying. at your pre-K graduation in may you were walking off the stage but then you stopped and turned around and waved and yelled "bye adam!" so he could hear you=)<br />
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we were at grandypa's store a few months ago and you got to take home with you a purple pencil with a parrot on top of it. on the way to the car you decided you desperately wanted a pink one instead of purple, and got pretty upset about it. we told you maybe next time we could get the pink one but you were very concerned that someone else would buy all of the pink ones. once you calmed down and we were driving home, you started praying out loud that God would put another pink parrot pencil in grandypa's store for us to get next time. then you looked up with these wide excited eyes and said "I bet He's doing it right now!" we've had a lot of fun conversations about the way God answers prayers and it's so neat to watch how you process all of that in your little girl brain. <br />
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so adam. my sweet little man. you are one big boy. still not surprising, and still nothing we're complaining about! most of the men in our family are pretty big guys and it wouldn't make much sense if you weren't heading in that direction too. but most people don't believe me when I tell them that you're only 8 months old=)<br />
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you're still a pretty easy baby, but slightly less easy-going as your sister was at this age. we always thought she was probably so tough and go with the flow because she had to be, so i'm glad you get to pick whether or not you're ok with the things that are happening to you=) you've just learned to give us kisses on demand and give us "high five" and you've started crawling up and pulling up on our leg so we'll pick you up when you want that. you are sweet and snuggly, but the only time you let me hold you baby style is when i'm feeding you a bottle. makes sense=) you HATE your car seat (and have since you were about a month old) but once you calm down you like watching the clouds or the trees out the window, and it's one of my favorite things to see.<br />
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you love your sister. you will violently move your head around so you can see around me and find her. you laugh and laugh when she makes silly faces or sounds or does goofy dances for you, but you do not like it when she tries to hold you in her lap=) when you get really mad and cry for a while you get a splotchy rash on your forehead. you're a wild man and into everything, and last week you had a busted bottom right lip, a busted bottom left lip, 3 large bruises/bumps on your forehead, and a cut across your tongue from your teeth. it just so happened that Catherine had a MASSIVE and horrendous looking bruise on her chin and we were kinda afraid to take you two out in public for fear of being reported. oh, and you fell out of the bath tub that same week. it didn't phase you-I had you and Catherine in there together, took her from the bath to my bed 10 feet away to give her pajamas, and we heard a big thunk in the bathroom. I knew immediately what it was and ran in there, but you were just kinda laying on the floor right outside the tub working on getting up. weird, wonderful baby boy=) <br />
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one of your favorite things to do is swing on the back porch of gigi's house or at the lake. you've recently started pushing a car around on the floor and it is the most stereotypical picture of a baby boy to me and I love it. around 7 months you started pulling up and standing and I didn't know what to do with myself. I still don't know what to do with myself, actually. I was not prepared to have a baby do these things early! especially one as curious as you-i'm so afraid you're gonna fall down our stairs! =) changing your diaper is always an adventure. you won't stay on your back for more than about 5 seconds so if i'm not quick I know I have to kinda sit to your side and let my leg lay across your chest while I change it so you won't flip over on me. i'm learning lots of new tricks with you=)<br />
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you're still a pretty good sleeper-teeth threw us off for a while there (you got 6 around 4-6 months and haven't had any new ones since) but you're getting back into the swing of it now. you go to sleep between 8-9pm and usually wake up around 6am. I absolutely wish that wake-up time was later but i'll take what I can get! you eat pretty well-not too picky so far and you like crunching on puffs. you like the song "you are my sunshine"-that's the one I've noticed has the best potential for calming you down when you're upset. I credit granddaddy for that because he loves to sing that one to you. you also like it when I dry my hair-you always flip your head around with a big grin on your face and try to see me when I turn the hair dryer on. it's never really scared you, even when you were a newborn. you seem to like the noise=) you love splashing in the bath. you also love standing up in the bath, which has been the cause of many of those busted lips and forehead bruises. the mat I put in the bathtub has helped only slightly=) you also like chewing on your toes.<br />
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here you are in some of my favorite pictures from catherine's birthday dinner. you and your sweet sister are some of the brightest lights in my life, and i'm so thankful i get to be your mommy! you fill our days with joy and with all the chaos that life and parenting and jobs and school can bring, i can honestly say that each phase gets better. you both surprise with the fact that it becomes more and more fun as you advance to the next stage and we're thanking our lucky stars that we're the ones that get to walk with you two!<br />
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mama katie davishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07283289142863800506noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706957318443128019.post-91044819632647534372013-05-03T03:00:00.001-07:002013-05-03T03:00:50.860-07:00Adam talks to his Jungle Mat<div><embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=123189d281b9b6588d842ca"quality="high" scale="noscale" width="408" height="382" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&p=123189d281b9b6588d842ca&skin_id=701&host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"></embed><div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:408px;text-align:center;"><a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&utm_source=emplay&utm_medium=txt5" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;">Make a video - it's fun, easy and free!<br/><span style="text-decoration:underline;">www.onetruemedia.com</span></a></div></div>katie davishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07283289142863800506noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706957318443128019.post-47557861637875813652013-04-24T14:45:00.003-07:002013-05-08T16:32:44.164-07:00what catherine thinks it means to love someone<div style="text-align: left;">
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catherine: "Mommy-let's talk in spanish."</div>
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mama: "ok. te quiero. that means i love you."</div>
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catherine: "te quiero him." (pointing to adam)</div>
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catherine: "ummmm.....it means you help them. and you have play dates with them. and you watch them when they die. like we did with papa."</div>
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katie davishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07283289142863800506noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706957318443128019.post-91490269276569766992013-04-17T07:33:00.001-07:002013-04-17T07:35:47.565-07:00Catherine makes Adam laugh<div>
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katie davishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07283289142863800506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706957318443128019.post-65794971155097720862013-04-15T12:16:00.002-07:002013-04-15T12:16:23.244-07:00stuff about 4 year old catherine:)little angel girl of mine-<br />
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mama can't get a handle on her life. oddly enough, one of the best indications that i don't have this life of ours under control is when i haven't blogged in a while. weird, right? yes. but this is where i record our family's stuff, and i feel like it's gone forever if i don't write it down!<br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875);"><br /></span>
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875);">so for the last four months i've been sending text messages to myself when i think of things that you are doing lately that i want to record. and here i am, waiting in the supreme court building to see if i'm going to be called to serve in jury duty. and it's not so surprising to me that this is the (one?) place i have found a spare second to write. and here we go...</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875);"><br /></span>
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875);">~last fall your teacher had conferences with the parents of her students. she said you were on track academically and she had no concerns about you, and she said <i>what stood out to her most about you is how kind you are to other people</i>. sweet girl. mama's heart wanted to burst. i am proud of you for so many things. SO MANY THINGS. like being alive, for instance. but when she told me this i didn't think i would be able to contain myself. i felt like the world stood still and one of my greatest mama dreams for you came true right then and there. that you would love people the way that Jesus loves. i'm sitting here with tears in my eyes just typing it. we've always known God had a special plan for your life. ever since that day in april 2008, when the perinatologist told us that there was a slim chance that you would live for more than 2 weeks. you precious little lady. words can't describe how i love you, sweet girl.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875);"><br /></span>
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875);">~you got a tennis racket for christmas and are pretty excited about learning! that's something mom and dad like to do too, so we have big dreams to play as a family. you took lessons at school for a few weeks (it just didn't work out with my days off work to keep you in lessons there) and you are super cute swinging your racket and showing us what you've learned=)</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875);"><br /></span>
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875);">~you've also been taking dance lessons at school. you have your first recital next month and i can't wait to see you in all of your 4 1/2 year old cuteness prancing around that room=)</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875);"><br /></span>
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875);">~you love mcdonald's chicken nuggets. and japanese steakhouses. and these parmesan and herbs spaghetti noodles that come in a blue box. you still like carrots a lot. and broccoli and asparagus. saturday night robyn and john came over for dinner and you ate 3 chicken drumsticks and asked for seconds of asparagus. robyn couldn't believe her eyes=)</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875);"><br /></span>
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875);">~girlfriend. you LOVE to pretend. anything and everything. all the time. ALLTHETIME. you used to want to pretend that we were at school and you were the "special helper" and joshua was always in trouble, but lately you usually want to pretend to be various princesses (cinderella, rapunzel, merida, snow white, sleeping beauty, belle, sophia the first) and sometimes we pretend to be characters from the lion, the witch and the wardrobe (<i>do you hear that, renee??</i> ;)) and if 20 seconds pass and i haven't said something that my appointed character would say, you quickly tell me "you're not saying what she says!". girlfriend loves to pretend.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875);"><br /></span>
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875);">~you still love babies. sometimes you pretend to breastfeed them, and you'll ask me where your "pumper" is (you're with me most of the time when i'm pumping).</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875);"><br /></span>
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875);">~you have a preoccupation with the number 145. whenever you're asking how many of something there are, if you think it's a large number you always guess 145=)</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875);"><br /></span>
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875);">~you use the number 100 to represent something big. the other day i showed you a black truck like the one daddy used to have, and i told you we sold it when we moved to virginia. you were wondering how we got it to the new owners, and you asked if it fit in a box to give it to them. i said no it couldn't fit in a box. and you said "but what if the box was big! like 100 big! like really really big and the truck was in it!" and then you started hackling uncontrollably-laughing your little head off-you are the cutest. i love little four year old brains=)</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875);"><br /></span>
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875);">~you do this new thing where you put your fingers clasped together and hold your fists up to your face and make this ridiculous sweet face and say "please? please please please???" when you want something. the first time i saw this i started cracking up and asked where you learned that. you promptly told me dinosaur train. gotta love pbs.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875);"><br /></span>
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875);">~last week a song was playing on the radio and you asked if it was justin bieber. i said no it's taylor swift, and where did you learn about justin bieber? you said "maybe i saw him on some stickers. maybe at the lake." i have definitely never seen any stickers of just bieber at the lake, but i like your creativity=)</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875);"><br /></span>
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875);">~we were at the lake 2 weeks ago and we were holding hands while you jumped on a bed (the only time you're allowed to jump on a bed is when we're holding your hands. feel free to question our parenting choices) and you had this elated grin on your face and said "this bed has a nice boingy!" i'm personally very glad you are a conossiouer of the boingy-ness of a bed.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875);">~you're getting so big, sweet girl. little things keep telling me that you are, whether i like it or not. it's like God knows we couldn't handle it if all of a sudden you were this independent little girl who didn't need her parents anymore. of course i want you to be independent. isn't that the mission of a parent? to grow their children into adults who are able to thrive without their parents? but sometimes it feels like a smack in the face when i realize that my baby isn't a baby anymore, but can do things by herself. like when i was up feeding adam in the middle of the night, in the dark, and i heard your little feet walk across your room and open your door, then i watched you with half-open eyes shuffle down the hall and go to the potty, flush and wash your hands, then shuffle back down the hall to your room, close your door, and get back in bed. for whatever reason, that little scene made me realize that my baby girl wasn't a baby anymore. that she didn't need me quite as much. and honestly? i think it had a LOT (maybe everything) to do with the fact that i had been feeling so guilty over not being able to be with you as much since adam was born. but regardless, it opened my eyes to my little girl growing up. this makes me feel so many different things, but ultimately i'm so proud of you sweet little lady.</span><br />
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<br />katie davishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07283289142863800506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706957318443128019.post-84771600748616054242013-04-04T07:32:00.000-07:002013-04-15T07:59:37.702-07:00Adam at 4 months<div style="text-align: center;">
here you are, sweet little adam, in all your four months old glory:</div>
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~ weight: 16 pounds 3 ounces (65 percentile)</div>
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~length: 26.75 inches (95 percentile) </div>
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~head circumference: (50 percentile)</div>
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in the last two months you have:</div>
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~laughed at us a lot, the sweetest sweetest sound=) you especially like to laugh at your sister when she's crying. she does not appreciate it, but your laugh helps her forget about whatever made her start crying!</div>
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~rolled over - back to front on march 24, and front to back somewhere around there as well. i'm not completely sure it was on purpose because you haven't done either very much since, but it happened!</div>
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~started looking for your sister-i wish we could record the way her face lights up when she sees that you're noticing her. the other day she did something that made you laugh and she looked up at me with these bright smiling eyes and said "mommy do you think he likes me?!?!" she is your biggest fan. well, one of your top three=)</div>
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here are some of the outtakes when we were trying to get your four month photo taken...<br />
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there you are, sweet boy. you are the cutest and i still get so giddy just thinking about you. when you were a newborn and would wake me up crying in the middle of the night wanting to eat, i remember i would get butterflies in my stomach when i couldn't get you food to you quick enough. like i was so excited to be the one to give you what you needed, or hang out with you a little, even if it was at 3am. and i wondered if that would go away, that giddy butterflies feeling. and it hasn't. looking at that last picture even now i feel them in my stomach, and when i go into you room in the morning and watch you start to focus on my face and then i see your big smile as you realize i'm there to get you out of bed. or when i watch you bob your little head when you're trying to hold it up. i still feel giddy then. and i'm guessing i will when we're watching your first soccer game. or when you graduate from high school. and when you get married. we love you sweet boy. i feel like my heart can't contain all that love. you are the sweetest most cuddly thing and i am so lucky to be your mama=)katie davishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07283289142863800506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706957318443128019.post-14168066724994376912013-03-04T08:12:00.000-08:002013-04-17T08:13:38.329-07:00Adam is 3 months old=)<div><embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=1228845f5ea3eb636644787"quality="high" scale="noscale" width="408" height="382" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&p=1228845f5ea3eb636644787&skin_id=701&host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"></embed><div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:408px;text-align:center;"><a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&utm_source=emplay&utm_medium=txt5" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;">Make a video - it's fun, easy and free!<br/><span style="text-decoration:underline;">www.onetruemedia.com</span></a></div></div>katie davishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07283289142863800506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706957318443128019.post-27218210596038734742013-02-04T13:08:00.000-08:002013-04-15T07:57:41.636-07:00Adam at 2 months...<div style="text-align: center;">
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~Height: 24.75 inches (96%)</div>
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The height isn't a surprise. Your dad is 6'3" and your granddaddy is 6'6", and you've got a couple uncles and a grandypa who are over 6" as we'll. we make our men tall, I guess:)<br />
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~you just started sleeping through the night:):):):):) some people may think that the Babywise approach is a crock, but it worked for my little man and therefore I'm a believer:)<br />
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We love you to pieces sweet boy. i can't get enough of kissing your squishy cheeks. my favorite place to kiss your sister has always been the outside corners of her eyes, but my favorite kiss spot on you are those sweet cheeks. I'm about to go back to work and I can't think about it too long or it makes me feel so sad on the inside. I love my job and miss the people like crazy, but I just can't imagine being away from you all day after these 10 weeks of snuggling you 24/7 and watching your every waking (and sometimes sleeping) move.<br />
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<br />katie davishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07283289142863800506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706957318443128019.post-54923109425002424652012-12-21T13:17:00.002-08:002013-03-09T20:04:06.322-08:00Introducing...<div style="text-align: center;">
Adam James Davis</div>
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you are 17 days old now, and you are perfect. the last two weeks have been filled with getting to know you and learning how to thrive as a family of four. labor was quick and funny. and painful. let's talk about those things:</div>
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quick: on december 4th i felt contractions start around 3am but they weren't too painful-i'd had contractions like that before and it was no big deal-i slept through many of them and felt no need to get out of bed. around 6am i got up and got in the shower, thinking i was getting ready to go to work. they started to become more painful and around 6:45 i called my boss to say i thought i was in labor but i wasn't completely sure, and that i'd go by my doctor's office so they could check my cervix and tell me if i should go to the hospital or if i could go to work. he laughed at me, and said to keep them posted=) around 7:30 the contractions were so intense that i had no doubt it was legit, so i told donnie that we needed to go to the hospital instead of me just going by the doctor's office. we dropped catherine off at school around 8 and got to the hospital by 8:30. my cervix was 8.5cm dilated when i got there (the exact number it was when i got to the hospital with catherine...interesting, yes?). we waited for my doctor to get there, and when she finally arrived at 9:45 she broke my water, i pushed for 2 contractions, and sweet baby boy was born at 9:50. it was fast and surreal and i'm so glad that part's over=) so in some ways it was similar to labor with catherine (i was able to do it naturally which was a ridiculous goal of mine, i did most of the laboring at home and was almost done by the time i got to the hospital, etc) and in many ways it was different (total labor from first painful contraction to delivery with catherine was 21 hours, and with adam was not quite 4 hours...it was definitely more painful there at the end with adam and i attribute that mostly to the differences in my delivering doctors-the one in virginia with catherine was soothing and calm and patient and talked me through every minute of it and that wasn't so much the experience this time...and the biggest difference was obviously that i got to hold my sweet baby and keep him with me after delivery-and bring him home with us 2 days later=)) i suppose we could spend a LOT more time talking about that last part but it's not really necessary. it goes without saying that we are so thankful for the fact that adam is healthy. that there were no complications whatsoever with my pregnancy or his birth. i can't begin to find the words to describe how overwhelmed with gratitude i feel about that. thank you Lord. i am forever grateful that your ways are beyond our comprehension, and that you are 100% trustworthy. you were good 4 years ago, and you are good today. "you give and take away, blessed be your name."</div>
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hilarious: it was no secret that i was wanting you to come a little before your due date. i just didn't want you to have to share your birthday with christmas. no doubt sometimes people would smoosh them together and give you one present for both, or your birthday would get overshadowed by christmas, etc. it certainly would not have been the worst thing in the world, but i was just hoping you'd come a bit early. so i looked at the calendar and saw that you would be 37 weeks, and therefore no longer preterm but fully developed and healthy enough to come on out, on december 4. the week before you were born i actually told several people "we just have to get to tuesday (december 4) and he's invited to come on out." lo and behold, you arrived on december 4. how compliant and punctual of you=) and i find it really funny and also really great.</div>
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incredibly painful: we already talked about that. labor is no joke-that's nothing new. it hurt like nothing else and i really do think that's more because of the way my OB did her thing at the end. no worries-i still like her. but during those last few minutes i was missing dr lucas like never before=(</div>
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it's been a sweet sweet time since we brought you home. the hardest thing honestly has been how guilty i feel over not being able to be with catherine like i was before. she actually seems like she's doing great, and it's really just a problem on my end, not hers. the day we brought you home catherine came down with a cold so i was trying to keep her away from you for a few days. it just broke my heart that she has been our entire universe for 4 years, and then all of a sudden not only am i spending almost every waking moment paying attention to a new baby and not to her, i'm also telling her she can't be a part of it. not letting her touch you, or get too close to you, etc...i've spent lots of tears over this and i want to cry again just thinking about it. catherine, one night after you fell asleep i laid down with you and held you and cried and cried and cried, praying that God would instill in your little heart how precious you are and how much we adore you, wanting you to know that you are so loved and that certainly hasn't changed just because our home life is turned a little upside down for the moment. thank goodness you were sleeping-i was a hot mess. but you got better and now you're allowed to be a part of us taking care of him and loving on him, and we still have to remind you to be so gentle with him and not lean on him when you give him kisses and not to move his arm some direction that it's not supposed to move, etc, but it all seems to be a little more cohesive and mama is happy about that=) you honestly haven't seemed super jealous or anything-the first few days you were so excited it was like you couldn't contain it...and you're still excited but in a much more calm and manageable fashion=)</div>
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i love walking by each room at night seeing both my babies sleeping. i feel so thankful and full of love. very cliche, but i'm not sure how else to describe it. an hour ago i was holding you, sweet adam, while you were sleeping and i just started crying thinking that you were my son, and that i will get to watch you grow up and see who you become and what you like and the expressions of your face, etc. (with the mention of all the crying, it stands to be acknowledged that i am obviously postpartum and hormonal and more emotional than usual).</div>
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~you like to snuggle (daddy is very happy about this one. i am too=))</div>
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~you like to hold hands-you always try to find my fingers to grasp onto while i'm feeding you</div>
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~you like your car seat-you fuss for about 5 seconds when i first put you in it, and then you fall asleep and stay asleep for as long as we keep you in there!</div>
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we love you so much. all 3 of us love you so much. we are so excited that you have arrived and that we get to have you in our family. we have about a bajillion pictures from the hospital, and whenever i find time to organize them, i will show you!</div>
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love you sweet boy-</div>
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katie davishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07283289142863800506noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706957318443128019.post-24475894522161945372012-12-02T18:57:00.000-08:002012-12-03T17:54:34.241-08:00waiting for adamthis is the painting above adam's crib. it says "every good and perfect gift is from above", from james 1:17. catherine and adam's aunt nikki put up with me though months of dreaming of what i wanted the paintings in his room to say, and this is where we landed with the one that had a bible verse on it. it's a simple verse, and it's well known and you see it in a lot of places, but throughout this year of growing adam in my tummy it has come back to me time and time again.
our sweet boy, we do feel like you are such a gift from our God who loves us beyond comprehension. for so many reasons. because you're healthy, because of the timing of you being added to our family, and just simply because God has chosen us to be your parents here on earth. He loves us so, and showers us with mercy and grace, and part of what that looks like in our life this year is being entrusted with a sweet baby boy, a son for us, a brother for your sister.<br />
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we are ready for you! we absolutely can't wait to meet you-to see your sweet face, to know if i'm right in predicting that you'll look just like your handsome daddy, to know when your birthday will be, to kiss these sweet feet that are constantly poking out the right side of my belly.<br />
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2012 has been a year for our family when we've felt God very close to us. and part of that is the tangible gift of you, our sweet boy. we love you so, and we can't wait to hold you in our arms.<br />
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<br />katie davishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07283289142863800506noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706957318443128019.post-20673222875677359892012-12-01T18:44:00.001-08:002012-12-02T12:39:09.890-08:00well. we're still here.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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haven't gone anywhere, just haven't blogged in over 2 months. things are good. catherine, you are the cutest. nothing has changed there. you're so much fun to talk to and your facial expressions and the way you move your hands when you talk cracks us up all the time. what a little lady you're becoming=) you're so excited about meeting your little brother, i don't even know how to put it into words. it melts my heart every time you talk about him. i know it'll be an adjustment and a tough transition for you, but i'm hoping that all the excitement and enthusiasm you have for little adam will work in our (and your) favor...you've been the center of our world for 4 years and of course it'll be tough to suddenly have to learn to share that with somebody else, especially when that somebody cries a lot and can't really play with you yet. but i'm optimistic=)<br />
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one of your newest quirks is that you repeat everything daddy says. really, what he sings. he starts making up songs in the car and you immediately sing the same thing. cute, and also terrifying=)<br />
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i've had a list of about a bajillion things to get done before sweet adam arrives, and one of those things was to catch the blog up on the last few months of pictures. so here they are=)<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">you were still and patient for about 45 seconds, then you were a little wiggly and we had to remind you every minute or so to stay so still. it didn't take very long, and you did great, and this face shows how proud you were of yourself=)</td></tr>
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you are so precious to us sweet girl. i'm feeling all emotional about it and wanting to put into words what you mean to us-how much we are cherishing this last little bit of time where it's just our family of three. and of course i don't know how. but we do love you. so so much. i'm gonna go upstairs now and just kiss you all over your face while you sleep. </div>
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our house is decorated for christmas, most of the christmas shopping is done, maternity pictures were taken by my lovely and talented sister-in-law elaine davis last week, and now we're just waiting on our sweet buddy.<br />
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bring it on.katie davishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07283289142863800506noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706957318443128019.post-29814472022290565842012-09-17T18:44:00.000-07:002012-09-17T18:44:13.144-07:00good news=)hi there sweet little girl of mine-<br />
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good news. that's an understatement, by the way. your upper gi looked good and you don't need surgery=) the radiologist didn't even finish the entire series of images because she was so not worried about what she saw. and the surgeon in atlanta agreed when he saw her report that we didn't need to worry, and we would just get another x-ray in a year and follow up then. like i hoped he would say from the very beginning=) we sent the x-rays and upper gi to your surgeon in charleston (because we trust him so much and like him a lot and always send him any imaging we get done for you..he took you so seriously when we went to him for surgery in 2011 that we always want his opinion) and after looking at it for a long time he thinks he sees a small hiatal hernia (that means a tiny bit of stomach that goes above your diaphragm, but it is not a recurrence of a diaphragmatic hernia), but there's still nothing to do about that unless it starts causing a problem. he asked if you were having any reflux symptoms (a sign that it could be causing problems), which you are just a little bit if you eat a lot, fast, but i just give you a tums and have you slow down eating and it gets better. and they agreed that we can continue doing that instead of surgically repairing it=) and he also recommended that we get an x-ray in a year and follow up then. so we are very very VERY happy about all of that=)<br />
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i've thought briefly about why this little question mark and threat of surgery came up. very briefly, mind you. i don't generally dwell much on these types of questions. but i ended up thinking about how for those few days where we didn't know, i was thinking about you like you were so fragile again. i had to be very intentional about what i do with my anxiety as it flared up. and most of all, i had to remind myself over and over that you aren't really mine to begin with. and that God loves you more than i ever will, and is and always will take such good care of you. that you are in His hands and there is no better place for you. that you are a part of His story, and i am forever humbled by that. and so thankful. and that is the only thing that helps me be ok with the possibility of surgery, and honestly the possibility that you might not live until you're 90 years old. i know there's no major threat that with another surgery you wouldn't survive it. holy moly this isn't fun to type out or to think about directly. but it's important for me to acknowledge, in order for me to continually hand you over to God. to hold you with a loose grip in the palm of my hands. i want Him to mold you and use your life as He chooses. this is a jumbled mess of thoughts, and i'm not even sure it would make sense if i went back and read it.<br />
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-yay no surgery=), and<br />
- i was reminded that you are God's, not really mine, and that in life or death or sickness or health He is in charge and holding you close and there's no other place i'd rather you be.<br />
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so there's that! your brother is a maniac. wiggling all over the place and making me feel like i'm on a roller coaster. can't wait to meet that sweet little muchkin, and to see you as a big sister. you're gonna be the best, and he's so lucky to have you. today you told me that you will push him down when he turns 3 because you would be playing and it would be fun. you saw your 4 year old friend at school do that to his 3 year old little brother today, so that's where you got the idea. we had to have a talk about that, and you've since changed your mind about pushing anybody being a good idea. =)<br />
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mommykatie davishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07283289142863800506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706957318443128019.post-60856110117271587222012-09-08T14:36:00.001-07:002012-09-08T14:36:21.850-07:00ultrasounds and possible surgerybad news first. catherine had a follow up, routine appointment with the surgeon in atlanta like we always do every 6 months. i honestly expected him to say don't come back for a year, everything's fine and you can spread out the time between appointments now. but the x-ray we had gotten the day before (again, routine) showed something he's worried about, and catherine will get an upper GI wednesday to help decide whether or not she needs another surgery. during the appointment i said "did you see the x-ray" to the surgeon and he said "yep-it's worrisome" and i can't describe what happened inside me when i heard him say that. i don't really want to talk about it and i'm rushing through this part of the post because i don't want to talk about it. and i'm also pretty confused about it. i saw the x-ray compared with the one from february and in both there is a little area right where her diaphragm patch is where it's elevated into her chest a tiny bit. this was also the case on her post-op x-ray in june 2011 the day after surgery in charleston. but the difference in the one from last wednesday is that, before it appeared solid or fluid-filled, and now it appears to be filled with air. so they don't know if it's stomach of intestine or colon or what, and this could be a problem. catherine sweet girl, you are completely asymptomatic and of course it's impossible to imagine surgery, again, when you're doing so well and having no problems. but if it is bowel in your chest and it twisted and became stuck up there and lost blood supply, this could turn really bad really fast, and it would be an emergency surgery and you would likely lose even more bowel at that point. so i hate this. it's a little confusing because it looks SO VERY SIMILAR to the x-rays from before and when the radiologist sent her report of the x-ray to my work, i read it and it said that it was the same as february's x-ray. she didn't notice anything worth mentioning that was worrisome. i know she's not the surgeon, and that i'm not either. but i sure don't want you to have another surgery. then we wonder do we do this now before adam comes or do we wait until next spring/summer and do we do it here in atlanta or do we go back to charleston where dr hebra is since he's been in there before and he knows your anatomy and history, etc??? i want to scream a little bit. and take you far far away and forget about any of these possibilities. and i'm going to stop talking about it now so i can maybe stop thinking about it.<br />
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good news. your 4 year checkup went great. my goal for you was to reach 30 pounds by the time you turned 4 and you made it. you were 30.5 lbs at the checkup which puts you on the 15th percentile for weight. this is a fact worth celebrating=) and you are 39.75 inches tall which puts you at the 50th percentile for height. your BMI is super low but that's no surprise. and it's on the chart so no worries=)<br />
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we had our 24 week ultrasound for your little brother last week and he looks good and healthy, measuring where he should and i think they kicked me out of the specialist's office=) (i don't have to go back for more ultrasounds unless something new comes up) here are some of my favorite pictures from the three ultrasounds we've had...
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you're pretty happy that my belly is big enough for you to see that there's a baby inside it. you keep trying to feel him kick but i think you might be a little too impatient to really hold your hand there long enough=) the other day you said "mommy-i like your belly because i like your baby" and i thought adam would like to know that one day=)<br />
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today is the last day of basement work! the carpet is going in right this second and if they finish in time we will be moving furniture down there tonight! we can't wait=) daddy is excited for his soft carpeted man-cave and the new recliner we bought him today, and i'm honestly just excited to get the office/guest room furniture out of what will be sweet boy's nursery so i can set up his room! catherine i think you will be so precious helping me. and i'm imagining that i will find you in his room playing with his things or just looking at the sweet baby clothes that you always ask to try on;) you're little, but you're still a 4 year old and way too big to fit into a 6 month old onesie=)<br />
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i love you sweet angel. and i love you too littlest angel growing in my belly. i'm so thankful i get to be mommy to you two and daddy and i get giddy thinking about all these precious people that make up our family=)<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">catherine, aunt nikki and aunt elaine playing with all the new toys after we got home saturday night</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">the after-party consisted of our poor family members coming over to put primer on our basement walls...this is a picture that i took from outside looking in one of our basement windows...i think grandaddy is vacuuming all the drywall dust away)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">uncle nathan, uncle keith and daddy. poor suckers. (but now it's all primed, painted, and the ceiling started going in today!!! we're making more room for adam in our house every day=)</td></tr>
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there you go sweet angel!! your 4th birthday party=) we are so proud of you and were so thrilled this weekend to be celebrating the life of our precious girl.</div>
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i love you baby girl. more than any words could describe=)</div>
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katie davishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07283289142863800506noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706957318443128019.post-87377892665051335412012-08-15T15:04:00.002-07:002012-08-15T15:04:51.889-07:00summer timesweet catherine girl-<br />
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you will turn 4 on sunday, and i can't believe it. you are so excited and have been telling people for a few months that you are almost four. you also got brave/merrida panties today and you associate that with being four for some reason=) you have a big weekend of festivities planned and we are so excited to celebrate our favorite girl!<br />
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i love you little angel-<br />
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mamakatie davishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07283289142863800506noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706957318443128019.post-23565656294439073772012-07-15T19:30:00.001-07:002012-07-16T03:55:51.876-07:00a different kind of miraclewords cannot express...<br />
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hi sweet boy-<br />
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a few days ago we found out you are a boy. and that you are completely healthy. i'm still at a loss for words about how exactly i feel about that. the next day gigi (you'll meet gigi--she's my mama and she's great at being a grandma. you're gonna love her for sure) asked me if it felt surreal that i was having a boy. and that part isn't surreal at all-i felt so sure that you were a boy i think i would've actually been in shock a little if you had been a girl. not a bad shock at all, but shock nonetheless. but what does feel surreal was that every bit of news we got in the ultrasound was good news. at the end of the visit our doctor actually said "i could give you bad news if you want me to, but i'd have to make it up." we politely declined=) it does feel surreal that you are healthy, that this will be a "normal" pregnancy and i'll get to bring you home with me when i leave the hospital in december. that we won't sleep for a few months (or more? we'll see.) and feed you like every other baby gets fed and go to sleep in the same house as you. your big sister (her name is catherine. she is NUTS about you, buddy. i wish you could see this part of your life, mostly so you could see how excited she is about you=)) was sick when she was born and lived in a hospital for the first four months of her life and then again on and off for another 3 months after that. now she's a normal almost-4-year-old, other than the fact that she's a scrawny little thing and she has a few scars on her neck and tummy. she'll show them off for you one day and tell you all about her story if you want her to. my point is, we don't know what to do with ourselves right now because we've never done this before. wednesday morning before the ultrasound i was thinking back to our ultrasound day with catherine-how we were so excited before our appointment and then that turned into driving to another hospital and waiting 2 hours for the doctor to confirm what the ultrasound tech saw, and that turned into driving to yet another hospital and waiting for another 2 hours to talk to the pediatric surgeon to hear his opinion on what he thought would happen with catherine after she was born, i.e. she had a 25% chance of living more than a week or two. ok back to my point. we had one appointment last wednesday. it didn't last very long. everything they told us was reassuring and wonderful and routine and most definitely surreal. i couldn't believe it then, and i still can't really believe it now.<br />
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and we are so excited about you. can't wait to meet you. every now and then i think i might feel you flip flop in there and i just want to sit and rub my tummy and talk to you. i do talk to you, actually, but i want to look into those sweet eyes while i do and watch you learn our faces and discover your world. i can't wait to see you watching your sister and realize how much she loves you. she's been asking for you for two years=) we had a DVD made of the ultrasound wednesday and catherine and i watched it today and she kept asking if that's what you were doing right now in my tummy. earlier today we were in target and she was riding on daddy's shoulders and she started yelling "baby boy! baby boy!" and we turned to see a family pushing a 1year old boy in a stroller. and then she told the mama (still yelling with enthusiasm) that we had a baby boy and his name was adam (we're 99% sure that is your name). and the mama asked how old you were and catherine said "zero! he's in my mommy's tummy! he'll be here at christmas!" and she does this to anybody who will listen. cashiers and every teacher at her school and people at my work. anybody who is in earshot. she wants to go buy you things every day. we've tried to reign her in a little, but in the past 4 days you now have 4 new pairs of pajamas thanks to her...i have a feeling you will be well taken care of, whether i have anything to do with it or not=)<br />
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we had the sweetest weekend. celebrating this healthy new life in my belly (YOU!) and dreaming of what you will be like and planning in our head what we need to do to get ready for you and letting your sister buy you things here and there. we went to cracker barrel and we went shopping and it was one of my favorite family weekends ever. and it feels so strange that you're not here with us yet in the flesh. incomplete somehow. it baffles me how from the second i was told you were a boy you became an entirely new person to me. i knew you were in there and no doubt i loved you before last wednesday, but it's like i started to be able to really get to know you. i can't explain it, and i know there are even some mama's out there who can't quite relate to what i mean either. it's just the way my particular brain works. but there's something about knowing your gender that makes the wheels start turning and our relationship become more real. and then there's the fact that you're healthy. people talk about your sister like she is a miracle, and no doubt she is. we could not be more thankful for the fact that we have gotten to keep her. we didn't think that would happen, and for some humbling reason God decided to let your mommy and daddy be her parents for more than just 9 months here on earth. more on that later. but you, my sweet son, are a miracle in and of your healthy self. everything where it's supposed to be, working just as it should. you are a fine piece of work by the hands of the One who loves you far more than mommy or daddy ever could. i can't wait for you to meet Him. it's Jesus, the one i'm talking about. we will do our best to introduce you to Him, to show you what He is like. how worthy of honor and praise and adoration and a life dedicated to pointing toward Him. He made you, just as He meant for you to be. to fulfill whatever purpose He has for you. to be a part of His story. you are a child of the Most High God, the King. you are our precious prince. no less a miracle than that 3 year old sleeping in the next room who is making herself crazy in anticipation of meeting you=)<br />
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we love you sweet boy. can't wait to hold you in my arms. i am so thankful i think my heart my burst =)<br />
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mommykatie davishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07283289142863800506noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706957318443128019.post-46635654885765498732012-07-09T18:49:00.000-07:002012-07-09T18:49:54.794-07:00wednesday...hi sweet love=)<br />
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so wednesday we find out if you're getting a little brother or a little sister. can't wait can't wait=) and just as i predicted, i have definitely gotten more nervous and anxious about what we'll see on the ultrasound. not the gender - we would love to have another precious daughter and we would also love to be parents to a little boy - but i started thinking more and more about what if things aren't ok. what if this sweet babe is not healthy. what if it's a day like that day in april of 2008 and our whole world flips upside down in a matter of minutes?<br />
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we'd be ok. that's what would happen. God took care of us then and He's taking care of us now. our little family of four. but it's ok that i sure hope all is well, right??<br />
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as for the gender guessing: i have a boy feeling. i had a boy feeling within minutes of getting a positive pregnancy test. it's kinda hilarious, actually, because up until that moment i had always felt like our next child would be a girl. but 30 minutes after the positive test i just suddenly realized that in those 30 minutes when i was planning in my head or imagining this baby, it was a boy. so who knows what that means??? this pregnancy has been a little different - from week 6-14, like with catherine, i was nauseous 24/7. but with this one zofran didn't work at all and i have actually thrown up a couple times, and that didn't happen with catherine. sorry for the ridiculous details, i'm just gonna want to remember these things 10 years down the road=) and apparently i have this rash called "prurigo of pregnancy" where i itch all over and only get bumps after i start scratching. nice, huh?? so really. these things could mean absolutely nothing, but even before all of that started i had that little mama gut feeling that it was a sweet boy i was growing in there=) so it's gonna be hilarious and equally wonderful if it's a girl!!<br />
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there have been a few times when other people were pregnant that i had a strong feeling what they were having, and i was right. i thought my oldest brother was having a girl and he did, i thought my middle brother was having a boy and he did, i thought catherine was a girl, and i thought our sweet friends rachel and lance were having boy/girl twins and they did. i realize i sound like a mystical magical hippy putting any merit whatsoever in all of these things, but we'll see wednesday!!! gigi has never been right when she guessed what people were having, and i have never been wrong, and we both think this is a boy=) so the winds are a-changing for one of us this week!<br />
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ok. that's all. prayers for peace on wednesday are great appreciated=)<br />
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mommy/katie/i forgot who i was writing this to...<br />
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ps. this is from catherine. she said, while twinkling her fingers over the keyboard, "i want to work with you!" so this is what she typed: gr6ju 536y5trnjyettyrwrhcatherinekatie davishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07283289142863800506noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706957318443128019.post-87390928659133038352012-06-16T13:41:00.000-07:002012-08-15T14:20:20.196-07:00spring photo catch-up<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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-last night you looked over at me and said "mama-who can i marry?" and i said "who do you want to marry?" and without skipping a beat you answered "josh". we sure do love him, but i'm not sure we approve of him as your future husband;)<br />
-"maybe when i go to heaven jesus will teach me to walk on water"<br />
-curious george is "kekious" george (not anymore, but i enjoyed it while it lasted)<br />
-"i'm gonna color him blue like he's asposed to be" ("supposed" is still "asposed", and i love it)<br />
-"i did it on accidentally" (that was a one time occurrence, but funny nonetheless)<br />
-pretzels have for a long time been "princels"<br />
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mamakatie davishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07283289142863800506noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706957318443128019.post-42257427671125991312012-06-13T19:16:00.002-07:002012-06-14T09:18:36.714-07:00first ultrasound, and other thingshi sweet catherine=)<br />
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we heard newest babe's heartbeat a couple weeks ago. sweet music to our ears=) i had just turned 10 weeks and she told us before hand that it might be too early to find it, and she did have to search around for a minute but we finally heard that beautiful fast whooshing sound and i couldn't help the big grin that appeared on my face=) then we had our first ultrasound today and it was glorious too=) all appears to be well at this point-the little nugget is growing well and it was a pretty routine appointment. routine appointments are all we can ask for=) i'm 12 weeks now, and i asked the lady who was doing my ultrasound if 14 weeks was the earliest they ever guess at gender. she said they don't even guess that early, but at 16 weeks. that they're just so worried they would tell somebody the wrong thing since you can't always tell for sure that early, and they wouldn't want to tell someone the wrong thing. that made complete sense to me-it was the exact answer i expected. but then 2 minutes later she said "but i think i already know what you're having." i asked her if it was just a hunch type thing or if she knew by the ultrasound and she said "oh i saw it, but i'm not going to tell you now. you'll have to tell me at the next ultrasound if i was right or not." it didn't bother me that she said that, although it's obviously a little weird, but of course we couldn't help but start speculating about what she meant! it sounds like it's a boy, right??? i mean, i guess her saying she saw "it" could just mean she saw a vast nothingness between little babe's legs which would mean it's a girl, but i don't think you would make a speculation about the gender this early in a pregnancy unless you saw something THERE to lead you in one direction. right? we're not going out now to buy blue blankets or anything like that, but it's VERY difficult not to start planning in my head for a sweet little baby boy!! we have the next ultrasound in 4 weeks so we'll see what she meant then...oh. and there was definitely only one baby in my uterus. we broke the news to catherine gently and she seems to be taking it quite well=)
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we're starting the work to finish our basement this weekend. and by "we", i mostly mean donnie and my dad. i'll do some supervising, i'm sure=) we live in a ranch on an unfinished basement and there are 3 bedrooms upstairs. the third bedroom is currently used as a guest room/office for daddy. and daddy works from home almost every day, so we definitely need an office space for him. so we're finishing the basement to have a guest room and an office and a play room/den down there, and turning the third bedroom upstairs into a nursery for our newest little sweet thing. and daddy and i got a new king size bed and new bedroom furniture today and i am SO EXCITED ABOUT THAT!!!! i keep walking by our room so i can stare at it. we've kinda been dreaming about a king size bed for a while, and i can't imagine anyone else cares, but it is definitely news worth mentioning to me=)<br />
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blog business: i have been thinking since i realized you were gonna live about what i would do with this blog once we had other children. and i still don't know for sure. and i used to stress about it, wondering if they would have their little feelings hurt and then that started feeling more and more ridiculous and i don't worry about it anymore. my plan is to write letters to you sometimes, or letters to this new baby sometimes, and just write with no direct object sometimes...<br />
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some things you say that are funny:<br />
-jewelry is "gewelry". you're better about this now but it was pretty cute while it lasted.<br />
-every time you say a verb in the past tense, you say it the right way and then add another "ed". stayed is "stayeded" and went is "go-ded" and told is "tolded" -- you get the picture. i know i should probably start teaching you the right way but i don't really want to=)<br />
-when you have something to say you'll get an excited look on your face and say in your high voice "hey! i know one thing!" then you'll tell us whatever profound thought had just come into your head. super cute.<br />
-you can read a little bit. smarty pants.<br />
-if i am wanting to make sure you know how precious you are i will say "let me see your face" and you'll look at me and i'll whisper "i love you so much" and you whisper back "i love you so much too" and i know that's nothing terribly new, but i LOVE it.<br />
-you kiss my tummy all the time, telling me that you're giving the baby a kiss, and you ask all the time when the baby will be big enough to feel it kick through my tummy. i think that's gonna rock your world, sweet girl=)
-you love gum. you take the liberty of going in my purse and getting some for yourself on a daily basis.<br />
-you also love: animal crackers, kiwi, carrots and ranch, slices of turkey, scrambled eggs (still), and you still pick mushrooms off of our pizza to eat only the mushrooms. weird little princess.<br />
-you LOOOOOVE all things "Tangled". you told me that if we have boy/girl twins their names will be rapunzel and flynn rider. but you have finally told me that you will be ok with it if we only have one baby, and if it's a girl her name will be rapunzel and if it's a boy his name will be flynn rider. daddy and i do actually think we've decided on boy or girl names for this baby, and i can assure you they are not rapunzel or flynn rider. but i think it will be just fine if those are the nicknames you choose=)<br />
-when we got home from the ultrasound today i showed you the pictures and you said you liked them and were smiling, then you said "that looks like a monster!" i kinda agree. ultrasound pictures are pretty strange looking if you don't know what you're looking at. but i always thought little ultrasound fetuses looked more like aliens instead of monsters.<br />
-the other day you had just put on your shoes and were staring at them and then said "i think i'm alexis's best friend a little bit because we have the same shoes." (alexis goes to your school)<br />
-"this bathing suit is too small for me so maybe i will give it to the baby when i'm four. or six. because i will be, like, gigi's age when i'm six."
i love you babe. watching you grow and learn and become you is one of the greatest joys we have ever known. this is one lucky baby getting you for a big sister=)
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ps-lots of pictures to come. i mean LOTS. too much catching up to do in the picture department.katie davishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07283289142863800506noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706957318443128019.post-33424054482424099322012-05-23T09:01:00.004-07:002012-05-23T09:22:38.687-07:00catherine has something to saycatherine has some news to share. this is the video we sent to grandaddy a few weeks ago while he was out of town...
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'tis true. baby davis #2 is due to arrive in december! christmas day, to be exact, but you better believe we'll be doing everything we can to bring this baby into the world before then. it makes me sad to imagine my child having to share a birthday with christmas, because i hear from my friends with christmas birthdays (or near christmas birthdays) that they never fail to be neglected or get the old "oh this present is for your birthday and christmas!" and that makes me sad. i'm already trying to think of creative ways to make the little babe's birthday special every year. but that's my neurotic side coming out, so let's move on...<br />
<a name='more'></a>i'm 9 weeks along. most people would "advise" to wait until at least 12 weeks to share your news, especially with the world wide web, but who are we kidding. donnie and i have never been those people. and big sister wouldn't let us keep it a secret even if we wanted to! heck, she was telling people i was pregnant long before we were even trying to be! plus, we are obviously hoping for a healthy baby this time around (although we'd never trade what we got the first time for a healthy newborn over our sweet catherine girl), so we appreciate any prayers our bloggy friends might pray for us. it worked with catherine, so we certainly think asking for your prayers is worth trying again. thanks, by the way, for those=) and if anyone is wondering, during my pregnancy with catherine the doctors told us there was no reason to think that any subsequent children we have would have the problems that she had (everything was normal on the amniocentesis they did then), but of course we can't help but be a bit nervous. but only a little bit. really. and i give Jesus every ounce of credit for that, because i believe only He could be the one to take away the potential anxiety that could come along with this pregnancy as a result of everything we went through with catherine. thank you to Him as well. what an understatement=)
catherine is still hoping for twins. she's very persistent, that one. every single time, without fail, that someone asks her if she thinks this will be a baby boy or baby girl, she says "BOTH! TWINS! A BABY BOY AND A BABY GIRL!" so while you're praying, why don't you toss in that she won't be disappointed when only one baby comes out in december!
so catherine is happy, to say the least=) she has made it clear what she hopes this baby (well, babies, as she has made her preference clear) will be, but mommy and daddy could not possibly care less what gender this sweet babe is. we think two sisters would be so much fun, but adding a little more testosterone to our family would be fun too. bring it on, whatever it may be=)
thanks for being excited with us, and praying with us. it's an oddly sentimental feeling to know that the same people who walked with us on our catherine journey are walking with us now=) we love you all and are so thankful for you=)
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the growing davis fam
ps. fun story: last week i looked back at catherine in her car seat and she had her hand over her chest and was looking down at it. i asked her what she was doing and she said "i'm feeling Jesus in my heart!" and got this big grin on her face. thank you Jesus, for our sweet girl's simple understanding of You. may she grow and grow in that understanding and Your miraculous love for her that breaks chains and frees people. may You be her (and this new babe's) greatest love.katie davishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07283289142863800506noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706957318443128019.post-42714490808877636652012-02-23T11:10:00.006-08:002012-04-30T03:06:59.599-07:00well hi there.<div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b6029;">so this letter will be mostly a bunch of pictures to catch you up from last fall. but i will say that fall was sweet. christmas was sweeter. winter has been chaotic but no doubt God is whispering to all of us and transforming our hearts. and i can't really ask for more than that, can i?</span><br />
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you and shelly. bonding in the car. sorry about half of the picture being cut off-i didn't have patience to go back and fix it:/</div>
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um. you're drinking gravy through a straw. i thought it was worthy of note since you are definitely a scrawny little specimen...but that makes this picture no less disgusting.</div>
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you were very excited when lindsay's christmas present came in the mail! we can never have enough baby doll accessories=)</div>
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catherine LOVES harper and knox!!! (you're kissing knox's head here) these are lance and rachel's twin babies that you waited so patiently for last year. they arrived in november and now every twin anything is named harper and knox. including the imaginary twins you're wishing upon mommy's uterus.</div>
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you and hazel-haze playing in the chick-fil-a playground</div>
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josh came to visit the week before christmas. you were excited, to say the least=)</div>
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downtown atlanta, with the city all dressed up for christmas</div>
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you on christmas morning with the twin baby dolls that santa brought. what are their names, you ask? that would be harper and knox, of course=)</div>
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santa also brought you an easel=)</div>
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davises at christmas. bam.</div>
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catherine riding on the back of her horse anna cate. (is that even what was happening? i'm not sure)</div>
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jackson, catherine and anna cate loving on grandmama. we all missed papa very much this christmas, but celebrated that he was spending christmas with Jesus Himself=)</div>
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yes please. love these three=)</div>
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i do believe we were making funny faces to try and help a certain grumpy catherine get on board with picture taking...</div>
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this makes me very very happy=)</div>
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anna cate read the christmas story this year</div>
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</div>katie davishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07283289142863800506noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706957318443128019.post-20211743813951824112011-11-15T08:32:00.000-08:002011-11-15T06:55:12.222-08:00happy fall=)<div>hi love=)<br /><br />it's been a fun fall so far=) let it be written that i am somewhat enjoying the cooler weather (but after 1 month of the cold i'll be ready for summer) and it makes me giddy to drink apple cider and make chili and cuddle on the couch. but what i REALLY want to do is put up our christmas tree=) we got a new village and train to put around our tree and i CAN'T WAIT to put it all up and watch you play with it. i can guarantee you that will be before thanksgiving.<br /><br />speaking of fall, sara and daryl came to visit us a few weeks ago! (sara LOVES fall) here's a picture of you snuggling with them. you think you like them just a little bit? ;)<br /><br /></div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oAob4azwH6M/TsA1PEM-MBI/AAAAAAAADXU/vWBBV7O37MQ/s1600/IMG_2329.JPG"><img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674594063429283858" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oAob4azwH6M/TsA1PEM-MBI/AAAAAAAADXU/vWBBV7O37MQ/s320/IMG_2329.JPG" border="0" /></a>yesterday when we were riding in the car you started telling me about how the leaves change color in the fall and that y'all talked about that in school=) i tell your teacher ms michelle when you do things at home that y'all learn at school, and she just about starts crying=) that makes me love her, that she obviously is so proud of you too...did i tell you about the school situation?? i can't remember..but the first school we tried here wasn't so good, so after about a month we changed to another one that was right across the street and it is WONDERFUL!!! and that is a huge part of why the transition to georgia is getting better-i can actually enjoy my job that i like so much because i know you are happy when i'm away from you. i definitely couldn't say that while you were at your other school, so it makes me breathe a huge happy sigh of relief that where you are now is loving and nurturing and you get treated pretty close to the way you get treated when you're at home. but maybe with a few less kisses.<br /><p>a few weeks ago we went camping with uncle keith and aunt elaine and grandypa-your mama is not a natural lover of camping, because i prefer showers and toilets, but it really was lots of fun! i was so hesitant to go, but it was one of your daddy's favorite childhood memories so i figured i should muster up some courage and eagerness and make it happen. so we did. and we loved it. it was such a great time being with elaine and keith, who we don't get to see too often, and grandypa was great showing you the campfire and entertaining us with his antics...thanks aunt elaine for all the sweet pictures!<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-30X7I7nOrgM/Tr83YVTmY4I/AAAAAAAADV8/c2OwNjWxMGY/s1600/elaine%2B%25282%2529.jpg"><img style="text-align: center; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; display: block; height: 214px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674314612986533442" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4VH7XCqUo1w/Tr83E6Le1kI/AAAAAAAADVE/gLgXfdwux_M/s320/elaine%2B%252820%2529.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-735ZQRoUjYU/Tr83ElyWRpI/AAAAAAAADU0/7FtlCjSBrHs/s1600/elaine%2B%252819%2529.jpg"><img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 214px; display: block; height: 320px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674314607512405650" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-735ZQRoUjYU/Tr83ElyWRpI/AAAAAAAADU0/7FtlCjSBrHs/s320/elaine%2B%252819%2529.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J3n1f4f46mQ/Tr83EPPm8wI/AAAAAAAADUs/Q8Utkn9L4lw/s1600/elaine%2B%252818%2529.jpg"><img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 214px; display: block; height: 320px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674314601461117698" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J3n1f4f46mQ/Tr83EPPm8wI/AAAAAAAADUs/Q8Utkn9L4lw/s320/elaine%2B%252818%2529.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uYR_iq5Bv0o/Tr83D5x0L0I/AAAAAAAADUc/KWGyx1_upVY/s1600/elaine%2B%252817%2529.jpg"><img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; display: block; height: 214px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674314595699011394" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uYR_iq5Bv0o/Tr83D5x0L0I/AAAAAAAADUc/KWGyx1_upVY/s320/elaine%2B%252817%2529.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n-jDsaJAosM/Tr82vItyRwI/AAAAAAAADUU/ScHbqT3W65Q/s1600/elaine%2B%252816%2529.jpg"><img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; display: block; height: 214px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674314238931388162" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n-jDsaJAosM/Tr82vItyRwI/AAAAAAAADUU/ScHbqT3W65Q/s320/elaine%2B%252816%2529.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CYrx22Jgj0s/Tr82u9S7M0I/AAAAAAAADUE/L0RHzV9fNGk/s1600/elaine%2B%252813%2529.jpg"><img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 214px; display: block; height: 320px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674314235865936706" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CYrx22Jgj0s/Tr82u9S7M0I/AAAAAAAADUE/L0RHzV9fNGk/s320/elaine%2B%252813%2529.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lXxWG_NbTmU/Tr82t9gBNcI/AAAAAAAADT8/DBN7cYV6gUU/s1600/elaine%2B%252811%2529.jpg"><img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; display: block; height: 214px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674314218740987330" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lXxWG_NbTmU/Tr82t9gBNcI/AAAAAAAADT8/DBN7cYV6gUU/s320/elaine%2B%252811%2529.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oaEVKQ1oGYg/Tr82tll_1HI/AAAAAAAADTo/q6QJiFdePMs/s1600/elaine%2B%25285%2529.jpg"><img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; display: block; height: 214px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674314212323611762" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oaEVKQ1oGYg/Tr82tll_1HI/AAAAAAAADTo/q6QJiFdePMs/s320/elaine%2B%25285%2529.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IQdpqUA2s4Q/Tr82tiuKB2I/AAAAAAAADTg/yrmPBqJpvCI/s1600/elaine%2B%25281%2529.jpg"><img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; display: block; height: 214px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674314211552528226" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IQdpqUA2s4Q/Tr82tiuKB2I/AAAAAAAADTg/yrmPBqJpvCI/s320/elaine%2B%25281%2529.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />and then we went to a pumpkin patch with uncle kelly and aunt misty and cousin hazel. lots of fun!<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ILdqQ8HKC28/Tr85WGA1M9I/AAAAAAAADW4/sKN0DHlbylo/s1600/IMG_2297.JPG"><img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674317107244118994" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ILdqQ8HKC28/Tr85WGA1M9I/AAAAAAAADW4/sKN0DHlbylo/s320/IMG_2297.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8VVdgosjKs8/Tr85VkNp_fI/AAAAAAAADWs/v9HTrBMUc7o/s1600/IMG_2277.JPG"><img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674317098171104754" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8VVdgosjKs8/Tr85VkNp_fI/AAAAAAAADWs/v9HTrBMUc7o/s320/IMG_2277.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PmXv7IwW_vw/Tr85UXS69qI/AAAAAAAADWk/kNLHoGHbCSo/s1600/IMG_2266.JPG"><img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; display: block; height: 320px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674317077523658402" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PmXv7IwW_vw/Tr85UXS69qI/AAAAAAAADWk/kNLHoGHbCSo/s320/IMG_2266.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q1Pkh8ydD_k/Tr85T4ZsUUI/AAAAAAAADWU/arkevWQe6MQ/s1600/IMG_2260.JPG"><img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674317069230559554" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q1Pkh8ydD_k/Tr85T4ZsUUI/AAAAAAAADWU/arkevWQe6MQ/s320/IMG_2260.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xkHkUxYI_Ho/Tr85TY6EdsI/AAAAAAAADWI/YhZCQcbVxJ4/s1600/IMG_2244.JPG"><img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674317060776425154" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xkHkUxYI_Ho/Tr85TY6EdsI/AAAAAAAADWI/YhZCQcbVxJ4/s320/IMG_2244.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />and here you are all dressed up in your halloween costume=) this year you were jessie the cowgirl from toy story. we can thank my sweet friend christi once again for such a great costume-mommy is nowhere near that crafty!! you loved dressing up and telling people that you were jessie=) and we loved watching you strut around knowing you were so cute=)</div><br /><br /><div><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YVWOCiA0shM/TsA2svrky3I/AAAAAAAADYc/pGtgy1ArKX4/s1600/IMG_2349.JPG"><img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674595672828201842" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YVWOCiA0shM/TsA2svrky3I/AAAAAAAADYc/pGtgy1ArKX4/s320/IMG_2349.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><div><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MD4Y2FVPOhk/TsA2snan4II/AAAAAAAADYM/81GgiPdU6ps/s1600/IMG_2346.JPG"><img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674595670609617026" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MD4Y2FVPOhk/TsA2snan4II/AAAAAAAADYM/81GgiPdU6ps/s320/IMG_2346.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KaD_UVZ6xZ8/TsA2sIBzY5I/AAAAAAAADYE/lXBkeXRDWJg/s1600/IMG_2343.JPG"><img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; display: block; height: 320px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674595662184014738" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KaD_UVZ6xZ8/TsA2sIBzY5I/AAAAAAAADYE/lXBkeXRDWJg/s320/IMG_2343.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2kaZnX9on3s/TsA2rc42cPI/AAAAAAAADXs/_3uCXTPXI-k/s1600/IMG_2339.JPG"><img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; display: block; height: 320px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674595650603741426" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2kaZnX9on3s/TsA2rc42cPI/AAAAAAAADXs/_3uCXTPXI-k/s320/IMG_2339.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />it's probably not a shocker that christi made this cute little fall outfit for you too=) thanks again christi!! i'm not sure where my sweet girl would be without you, at least in the fashion sense=)<br /><br /></div><div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1gIPZJQsoFo/TsA2BdmR8hI/AAAAAAAADXg/vvFIOqrX14k/s1600/IMG_2333.JPG"><img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; display: block; height: 320px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674594929239781906" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1gIPZJQsoFo/TsA2BdmR8hI/AAAAAAAADXg/vvFIOqrX14k/s320/IMG_2333.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />this is of us dressing up our pumpkin like a turkey...</div><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uuqPN3LG_KM/TsA6Rfgz8YI/AAAAAAAADYo/BSRCSRhNU4E/s1600/IMG_2354.JPG"><img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674599602678133122" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uuqPN3LG_KM/TsA6Rfgz8YI/AAAAAAAADYo/BSRCSRhNU4E/s320/IMG_2354.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>and here we are loving on each other=)<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q53qTnI-H0Q/TsA7FFIMXjI/AAAAAAAADY0/9GZ4rjGIfwU/s1600/IMG_2360.JPG"><img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674600488948751922" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q53qTnI-H0Q/TsA7FFIMXjI/AAAAAAAADY0/9GZ4rjGIfwU/s320/IMG_2360.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />and here you are looking awesome after you put on everything you could find in your dress-up drawer...<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UC_2R_xKwPM/TsA7zAy9VjI/AAAAAAAADZA/YL0dJD3QiHI/s1600/IMG_2366.JPG"><img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; display: block; height: 320px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674601278059927090" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UC_2R_xKwPM/TsA7zAy9VjI/AAAAAAAADZA/YL0dJD3QiHI/s320/IMG_2366.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div>that's all for now love. i love you so much and am loving watching you grown and learn and get smarter and smarter every day=)<br /></div><br /><div>mommy<br /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>katie davishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07283289142863800506noreply@blogger.com2