When I finally get the chance to finish writing the birth story, you will hear all about my mom being here for some of my hospital bed rest and for the birth of our little babe. This post is about the amazing family I have and the timing of my little sister being here. A few months into my pregnancy, my little sister told me she wanted to come when I am on serious bed rest and will need serious help. I did not argue with her. Over the next month or so we talked about dates and times and waited for a good airline deal. She booked it for last week (which would have put me at 28 weeks pregnant) and we were good to go. When I ended up going on bed rest sooner, then in the hospital, she offered several times to change her flight and come see me sooner. I don't know WHY, but I strongly felt that she should keep the original date. Ever time I thought about it, I felt the same way. So we kept the date, and I know now WHY I felt that way.
She ended up coming a few days after Paxton had to be transfered to primary children's hospital for some kidney worries. It was a very emotional time for me- a time when I needed to have someone to vent to (besides my sweet husband who always gets vented to), someone to go with me to the hospital, someone to help me with the kids, etc. And she did just that!! PLUS she fixed my hair and makeup, gave me a pedicure, swept and mopped and vacummed and did just about everything I couldn't do this week! (Don't let me forget to add, vacummed and cleaned my disgusting neglected car!!) It was an answer to my prayers, truly.
She also happens to be VERY good at taking pictures...check out this amazing photo she took- look at the details of little Paxton's hand. Amazing.
This was our last night together before she had to fly home...we spent it with little Paxton at the hospital and had the nurse take a picture of us...can you tell we were pretty worn out that day? (okay, my little sis still looks amazing...but I was....well...not so much)
My computer was having problems, I flipped this picture like a million times...sooo, anyways, its us looking through to little Paxton.
All in all, it was a great week that went by so fast and I am so incredibly grateful to have such a great support system from my family. One phone call from any one of my family always makes my day- I know that at any time, any one of them would drop everything to help one of us out. I am so lucky to be part of such a great family! Thank you to my sweet sister for coming and taking the time to take care of me and my family!! Did I mention she has an 8 month old? Yes, she is amazing. Love you sis! (P.S.- Bekah, you can put pics up on your blog now if you want ;))