I am surprised but not surprised. I've always felt that I'm meant to have a trio of little girls. I won't have complete confidence in my ability of discernment until I have a third, so that's why I picked up a few baby boy clothes in advance... just in case! Plus this pregnancy was so different from Jane's. This time, I was much more sick during the first trimester, had a lot more movement and indigestion the second trimester, and I was so so tired during the third trimester. The baby's heart rate was always on the high side, and I didn't have any swelling this time and I'm pretty sure I was a lot larger around the middle with Jane. Even Jeff agreed, "at risk of being put in the doghouse" he said. "When have I ever put you in the doghouse?" I asked. "Well, never I guess." he responded. I'm pretty sure that's not true, because at I have mentally placed him in the doghouse at least once in our marriage. However, I was probably way too sweet to him about it. It's kinda difficult to be mean to that man. He is always so sweet and loving to me during my bad moments so I try to do the same in return.
Anyway, back to our GIRL! I've had a name picked out since right after Jane was born. I came across the name Evie in the acknowledgements section of a book that I never even finished. But I loved how simple it was. I'm pretty straightforward about names. I find one that I like and I fixate on it. There was really no other name I considered, but lucky for me, Jeff liked it too. Her middle name was up to him. We agreed that if it was a boy he would choose the name and I'd do the middle name. But a girl name... Jeff hadn't considered many of those although he did decide on a boy name (which we don't get to use this time). So I came up with a last minute list of girl names that I thought would go nicely: Josephine, Rae (after my grandpa Val Ray Feller), Rose, Marie (Pack family name), Raychelle (combo of Ray and Shelley, Jeff's mom), Berit, Raine, Harriet. Jeff didn't like Raychelle but he loved it when simplified to Rachelle. I do have a friend with this middle name but that's the only other place I've heard it, but it is also an elegant name. So, basically, we are hoping that Evie Rachelle Pack is a classy and unique but not-too-weird name.
Having a girl keeps life simple for me. I don't have to purchase boy clothes and toys, the girls can play together and pass down their clothes. I don't really need any baby supplies, other than a few things that were worn out after Jane or that I never bought the first time. (This time I think I will invest in a nursing cover and a better sling, maybe some new clothes just for the fun of it.)
I am so thrilled that she has been such an excellent baby so far. She is not as sensitive as Jane was, and has been a great sleeper and fair nurser. Her eyes are just so captivating to me. With her eyes closed, I could swear she looks exactly like Jane did, but those eyes open up and she's transformed. How can eyes make such a big difference? She's only a week old and those eyes tell a story, like she's an old soul. I think I remember similar feelings when Jane was first born. Newborns just have a sense of heaven I guess. We are so glad she is here and safe and healthy. It's still hard to believe she's ours. After my recent miscarriage I have repressed some of the excitement that I had along with my first pregnancy, maybe a bit to protect myself, despite all of the signs that a healthy baby was on the way. Perhaps Evie's gift to me in addition to herself is renewed hope and faith in the possibility of another child in our future, and permission to get excited about that next time.
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