Derek worked out in the garden till 11pm on Thursday night. I couldn't figure out what was so pressing, but I figured he was just nervous about baby sister coming the next day and needed some time to relax. A few minutes before 11, he came in.
"Loll, come check out everything I just finished. It looks awesome and there is a little green tomato on one of our new plants! Come check it out!"
"Derek, there can't be a tomato, you just planted them. Besides, I can't see anything! It's too dark outside."
He quickly pushed aside my excuses and said that we could use his phone light...lol... where would we be without technology.
"Derek, there aren't any tomatoes out here, but wait..."
There, underneath one of the plants, was a little white box. Not a tomato, but a ring with the April birthstone for our baby girl. What a fitting way to mark this milestone (the beginning of our life as a family of four) in a tomato garden reminiscent of our engagement almost 3 years ago. My husband really is amazing. I am so Lucky!
My heart was so full that night that I hardly slept, knowing that it would be just a few hours until we would be in the hospital anxiously awaiting our baby girl.

Maxson was tucked into bed and dad was scheduled to come over early so we could leave (What a wonderful Papa he is!). All the anxiety seemed to well up inside me and sleep was a long forgotten dream. So I lay awake trying to think of a name for little peanut and still nothing fit so I moved onto the list of things I still needed to get done and imagined myself just letting it go. I mean seriously! What can you get done in the early hours of the morning when you have to be up by 4:30am to go to the hospital anyway? Finally, the hours ticked away, too quickly for sleep and too slowly for my excitement. We arrived at the hospital and checked right in and started the possibly long process of induction... luckily for us it wasn't nearly as long as with Maxson, who decided to come 30 hours after we started his induction :) Little stinker! Less than 12 hours later at 4:28pm, I was holding in my arms the most beautiful little baby girl I have ever seen and she is all Mine! 10 fingers, 10 toes, a perfectly shaped head, long arms and legs and a wonderful little cry.... just perfect in every way. Derek held my hand the whole time and slept on the awful hospital couch so that he didn't have to leave me. Now that is love. After some deliberation and a sweet baby in our arms, we decided on a name that just seems to fit, one to remind her of how beautiful she is and where she comes from. (You see, she is named after a very special lady that I love very very much, my mom)
So without further adieu, I give you our little princess
Aria Margaret Morris
6lbs 15oz; 20 inches long
Looks like her big brother! So perfect!
So tiny in her carseat!
Mirror, Mirror!
Maxson spent the weekend with Grandma and Papa Craig and Grandma and Grandpa Morris. I would say he missed us very little.
What do you think? Between both of those homes, our son is loved very much. Here are a few pictures of my little boy on Easter.
He is growing into such a handsome little guy, but he is still my baby (at least for a little while longer).
Now, I just have 2 babies. That makes me crazy and happy so I guess I am happy-crazy and I am okay with that.