







As the nurses did all the prelimary poking and prodding they have to do before the surgery, the strangest thing happened. I started having contractions. Real ones. Semi-painful ones. I guess Bea decided she was coming that day, one way or another! Our little girl was born at 7:58 a.m., and as soon as we saw her, we both knew she was Beatrice. I can't imagine any other name that would fit her so well. (As a side note, we recently gave the name Lucy some more thought and came to the conclusion that we really dodged the bullet. Say it together: Lucy Fear. Say it a little faster. See? No good. If you don't get it, just keep trying... and imagine little red horns and a pitchfork.)
So we celebrated Bea's birth moment on Friday with a small family party at our house. The party wasn't until after dinner, so Bea was pretty amped up all day long. She actually kept it together pretty well, considering she had to wait all day. I think the mid-afternoon trip to Powell's Sweet Shoppe in Willow Glen helped get some of her wiggles out. It wasn't a bad experience for me, either...
The party was a lot of fun and everyone was well-behaved, including Jay (well... kinda). The mayonnaise cake frosting didn't turn out as thick as I like it, but it still tasted awesome, so I guess I can't really complain. A few people have asked for the recipe, so I have posted it below.

Bea enjoyed her evening and of course loved opening her presents. She was pretty worn out by the end of the night, though. As we're telling her it's time to get into pajamas she bursts into tears, rubs her eyes and exclaims, "But I'm not tired!!!!" Yeah, right kid.

Nothing says "little girl" like a Barbie Head!

It's our blog, made into a book. MY WORDS, published in a book. Our Academy experience, complete with pictures, for us to hold and read and pass down to our children. I was so touched that I couldn't stop crying. It was such a wonderful surprise and it brought a smile to my face on the cruddiest of days. There was no note, no return address, so I had no idea who had sent it to us. I called a couple of people but did not discover the source of the gift until later in the day when I had an "ah ha!" moment and realized who it was. I won't tell you all who it was, since they probably wouldn't want me to, but I hope they know how sincerely both Jay and I appreciate the thought, effort, and love that went into the book. It blew us both away, and we know it will become a family heirloom that we will treasure always. Thank you so very much.
So that is what has been going on these past few days. I have more to post but it will have to wait for another time. Right now, I need to go rest! Happy Mother's Day to all you wonderful mothers out there. I hope you have a relaxing and treat-filled day!
...Jamba Juice.