I know, I sound like a broken record, but I am still amazed that I only have 8 weeks or so until this little bundle makes her appearance. This year has just flown by!
So it looks like we will be changing the spelling of little girl's name to the way that the Roggasch women have had it; Joleen. Josh and I were talking about the names we had chosen for our little ones and realized that out of all the different choices we came up with the only one that was changed from the family way of spelling was Jolene. So, in respect of keeping family names family names we are going to spell our little girl's name Joleen Elizabeth. It will take me a little bit to get used to it but that is alright with me. I think the reason why I liked it better the other way was that that was the only way I had ever seen it spelled. It really doesn't bother me either way so I have decided to respect Josh's mom and sister by keeping it spelled they way they have it.
This week is a good one pregnancy wise, I have a few Braxton Hicks contractions but not like I did earlier. I guess I have been drinking more water, whatever it is I'm glad to not be bombarded with them as much. Also, this little girl loves to wiggle! I remember Rachel moving a lot now but I think Joleen might be a little more active than she was. All the pregnancy books say that the baby is most active from weeks 23 - 28, yeah right! I swear, since I have been 30 weeks and more this little one has picked up the wiggling to a new level. I am now starting to get the elbow jabs in the sides and major stretching where I feel her hands and her feet pushing up against me. I know that I say I am ready for her to get here but I do know that I am going to miss all this wiggling. I will only get to experience this a couple times and who knows, she may be my last, so I want to enjoy it as much as I can and not wish away the last few weeks that I have of her growing inside of me.
This week has also been a little hard on me emotionally. My grandpa, who was 97, passed away on Monday morning, November 15th, around 2:30. I just realized that the last time I saw him was at a family reunion in 2001 which also was the last time that I saw my grandma. It's been 9 years! How could it be that long? I feel like a horrible granddaughter. I did send him pictures of Rachel after she was born for Christmas but that was almost 2 years ago! Now the funeral is here and I can't attend, I'm 8 months pregnant and we don't have the funds for an emergency trip, and it makes me sad. I know he knew that I loved him but I know that I didn't tell him enough. I will truly miss him. He was a Mennonite pastor, a dairy farmer. He had a lovely singing voice and always lit up singing hymns and praises to Jesus. He would keep a daily journal and read the Bible front to back every year. He truly was an amazing man who lived a lovely, long life. I am so proud to have called him Grandpa. I miss you already but I know that you are singing praises and finally able to hug and kiss Grandma again after 9 lonely years without her. He is definitely in a better place.
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Dear Joleen,
I love you and your daddy and sister do too. Everyday Rachel gives me a kiss on my belly and I know she knows who you are already. Daddy loves to feel you wiggle and you just start jumping when you hear his voice. I know you are getting ready to make your appearance but please keep growing big and strong for mommy. I am getting anxious to go through clothes and get your bed and everything else ready for you. Soon, we will really have a full little house and I am so excited! I love you dearly.
Mommy
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