Daddy's Little Girl

" Here she is

All peaches and cream

Our sweet little girl,

Our long awaited dream."

-Author Unknown

My dear hubby has been much on my mind lately.  I left him last weekend to go on a scrapbook retreat.   I honestly didn't hesitate because he has always taken care of the boys without any difficulty. 

I also know that he is quite capable of taking care of a baby.  He had to take care of our two older boys when they were babies when I used to work evening and night shifts as a young nurse in the Army. 

What is on my mind is that I still haven't asked him is what he thinks of having another baby.  Let alone what he thinks about having another boy.  What I haven't asked him is how he is feeling?  I haven't even asked him about how his grief is with this arrival of such a bundle of joy.  Least of all, I haven't asked him if having another boy makes him miss his little girl all the more.  I can honestly say that it has.  I wish she was here.

 

But here is what I DO know.

I know that he lovingly tends to Jamie's tree. 

 I know that he is able to say her name without choking up.

  I know that he shares my blog with others. 

 I know that he is supportive of my blog, my online support group, and my craziness (like mailing my doppler to Canada yesterday to a CTT momma carrying a rainbow baby).

  I know that I sent him this link to an article that was brought to my attention on my online support group.  It is the story about three NCAA basketball coaches that all have a common bond.  The loss of their babies.  We are HUGE fans of college basketball (just ask my mom...I think she knows all the Big East teams after her visit)Dearest hubby immediately responded to my email.  He said that he had seen it featured on CBS sports during the tournament.  His quote "it was an unbelievable piece.  I forgot to tell you about it."

I wonder if he forgot to tell me because we don't discuss this issue outright, or if he really just forgot.

Why don't I ask?

I don't know.

 

The REAL Rainbow definition

"Rainbow Babies" is the understanding that the beauty of a rainbow does not negate the ravages of the storm. When a rainbow appears, it doesn't mean the storm never happened or that the family is not still dealing with its aftermath. What it means is that something beautiful and full of light has appeared in the midst of the darkness and clouds. Storm clouds may still hover but the rainbow provides a counterbalance of color, energy and hope. 
-source unknown

Why am I posting this definition once again?

  Because when dear hubby saw his sweet baby dressed in a Rainbow Heart onesie...he was thinking of this kind of Rainbow....

If you aren't sure what kind of flag it is, just google gay rainbow flag images.

Not only did I make a "FAIL" outfit (read details)

My rainbow heart (a foundation pieced heart which isn't worth taking a picture of...my zig-zag stitch looks HORRIBLE)

 and a baby hat (made it way too big at first, then when I fixed it...it looked HORRIBLE)

 with a rainbow pom-pom (cut up a rainbow ribbon and it just frizzed everywhere...it looked HORRIBLE!!!)

BUT I also....

made dear hubby go "hmmph" followed by sarcastic comments. 

Yup.  A fail.  In so many ways.

But I do hope he reads the definition so that he realizes that my intentions came from a good place. 

My execution?  Not so good!