Brielle’s Birthday Pictures (Before Delivery)

This is a VERY picture heavy post (about 50 pictures).

Final Chalkboard Picture
Starting the day with our last chalkboard picture.
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The room Lynda brought me to.
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Lauren made this sign for Brielle’s door. It also went on the door of the room I was transferred to later.
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Getting all of his cameras ready for the day.
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He loves me.
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Sweet Jamie! Let me know if you want me to take any of these down.
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The three of us.
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Everyone is here (except my friend Emily and her mom who arrived later).
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Left to right: Jamie, Mom, Grandma, Ari (cousin), Tessa (sister), Bernice (mother-in-law), and David.
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I was filling Grandma in on what was going on.
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Poor Ari seriously needed that Monster (Dad did too!). Her flight was delayed and didn’t arrive until 4 in the morning and she had to get up a couple of hours later. And Dad went and got her and got up early that morning too. It was a rough night. I’m so thankful and glad she could make it, she flew in from Chicago to meet little Brielle. As a family the Wolford’s are all over the country, but we still travel long distances to see each other.

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Zach (brother-in-law), Tessa, Grandma (Dad’s mother), Ari, and Mom.

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This is when Mom stepped in and read the book for me.

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Dad took a lot of pictures so there are very few of him.
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Froggy’s First Kiss! This was one of Tessa’s favorite books when she was little and it was one of Brielle’s favorites too.
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I think Tessa is laughing at Froggy. Mom always does the “Frooogy!!” part really well.
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Grandma (who is in her 70s) wanted to come meet Brielle, but we weren’t sure how to get her to Atlanta from the middle of no where in Arkansas. So without telling anyone she packed up her truck and drove all the way to Atlanta, she called when she was close to Nashville to tell us she was on the way. She’s so funny. We had a good laugh when we found out she was coming. She doesn’t let anything stop her from doing what she wants, it’s admirable. Don’t let that go to your head Grandma.

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Lovely Lauren!
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He is a proud new Daddy!

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Starting to read Brielle her favorite book, “It Will Be Okay.”
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David loving on Brielle as I read.

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The wonderful Dr. Bootstaylor signing papers.

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Look at David with his cute blue hair net.
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Videoing me reading to Brielle.

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Lauren and David taking a selfie.
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The three of us taking our last pictures together as a family.

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David was having trouble with his mask.
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So I shoved it on his face, being delicate takes too long.

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Happy Birthday, David.

I wish I had the words to explain how wonderful David is and how grateful I am that he’s in my life. Today is his birthday and it is a very bittersweet day. I know he misses Brielle just as much as I do. And that is one of the many reasons I love him so much. He loves his little girl more than anything and is an amazing father. Brielle is a very lucky girl, and if I could, I’d bring her back to you for your birthday. Brielle and I love you David. Happy birthday!

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Brielle’s Visit to World of Coke

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The week before Brielle was born was not planned. As many of you know, we had originally thought Brielle would be born on Monday, November 9. My family had come in that weekend and my Grandma came not long after that. It took a while to get in touch with Dr. B, and by the time we did, he had scheduled it for Thursday afternoon. At first we were all a little frustrated with this, but we all soon came to realize what a gift this was. We had the opportunity to spend a four days together as a family, with Brielle, doing fun things together.

We took her to church, watched movies, had tasty meals. It was a lot of fun and Brielle had a lot of fun. It took her a bit to get comfortable with everyone again and she preferred the moments when it was just her with David and I, but after she became accustomed to their voices she began to wiggle happily again.

My family decided Monday night that they were going to visit the World of Coke museum. I really had no desire to do this. It seems incredibly strange to me to go to a museum about food, especially food that is in no way healthy for you. Until Tuesday morning, David and I had decided not to go, and then I thought, “No, this could be a fun outing with everyone and Brielle might like it.” Turns out, it was fun, and Brielle had fun too!

Zach (my brother-in-law) shares a birthday with Brielle, so we made sure to do things special for him while he was here, it was his 21st birthday. We went to this place called Max’s for lunch and it had a Yoda drawing inside, so we posed with it, and Brielle and I took one with Uncle Zach too!

We then did our tour, Mom and Dad made sure to get me a wheelchair and I think Dad had a little more fun with that than he should have. It can be a very scary thing when Dad gets behind a wheelchair, but we survived wink emoticon In all seriousness, David and Dad took turns wheeling me because I was kind of heavy.

The tour was fun. Brielle, David, and I took pictures with the Coke polar bear. And that was a lot of fun, the guys doing the photography asked how many babies I was carrying. I was asked that question quite a few times. I think Brielle had fun with the bear, we sure did.

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I love this picture.

We also did this 4D theater thing. That was seriously traumatic for everyone else. I was advised to sit in the nonmoving seats, so I did. I was so thankful. I think Brielle would have died if I had been sitting in those chairs. Dad sat in the row in front of me because he wanted the whole experience, a few minutes in he had moved to sit next to me. Those things were rough, but Brielle had fun with the other parts. There would be puffs of air that would come out and she would jump and wiggle each time they shot out.

We tried all of the Coke flavors. That was disgusting. Brielle and I did not like it. She didn’t even like the pineapple drink. Or the African drink that tasted like cough syrup, big surprise there.

We went through the gift shop and I bought Brielle a World of Coke onesie. Dad picked her out a Christmas ornament too. It made me so happy to get things for Brielle. I told Dad that as well. I loved planning a future with her, it was a great thing to hope.

We finished off the day with Finding Nemo, Brielle did so many big kicks. My stomach was jumping around during most of the movie. She loved the movie and I think that’s hilarious. She loves movies that are in water. The Little Mermaid, Atlantis, Finding Nemo, etc. I mean she was a mermaid for Halloween and she did have an ocean to swim in, there was enough water in my tummy for her to be an olympic swimmer.

Brielle had a good day. I’m glad we had these extra few days to give her more good days. I wish she could have more.

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One Week Since Brielle’s Birth

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Thursday, November 19, 2015 was one week since Brielle was born. It’s hard to believe that she would be a week old already. In some ways it feels like I just had her and in other ways it feels like it’s been years and years since I was holding her in my arms. Today was one of those days where I had imagined doing things with her and I spent a lot of time today wondering what she would look like now. How would I feel physically today if she were here? How much more exhausted would I be and would I even care or notice? How many poopie diapers would she have had by now? It’s the little things that drive everyone else crazy that I spent the day wondering about.

I told David that I feel a bit out of place. I’m a Mommy, but I don’t have a baby to hold. Our lives have reverted back to just me and David again. We won’t need a babysitter, we won’t be drowning in baby things, we can go on vacation. I can buy myself expensive things and not feel guilty. I’d rather have poopie diapers. I am empty. My arms are empty, my womb is empty, and my heart is empty. I miss my little girl, my joy.

Today wasn’t all sad though, and I am very, very grateful for that. Kelle S. and Susan V. flew in for the day from Texas to check on me. They won’t be able to make it to the funeral, but still wanted to see us. I can’t express how much I appreciated their visit. Kelle, of course, had us all laughing with her ridiculous stories. And they brought news of home and what was going on there. I had fun listening to their wonderfully normal lives and it distracted me from my own pain. And somehow Kelle was able to bring homemade cookies and an entire Simply Bundt pumpkin spice cake, through security and onto the plane! She’s so funny. Susan shared things going on with her family too and it made me happy to hear about Craig’s recent trip to Mexico and what was going on with Brian and Matt.

It may seem odd to many of you, but our church friends from Texas are like family to us and helped raise Tessa (my sister) and I. Just hearing things going on in their lives and seeing them warmed my heart. It was like I had a slice of home and comfort for a short while. And I didn’t feel so alone and stranded in Georgia. It was very nice.

I also want to thank Veracode, the company my Father works for, for the beautiful pink roses. They’ve opened up beautifully and match Brielle’s chalkboard perfectly. The day they arrived was a very hard day for me and they were a wonderful surprise that brightened my day.

I did little things for Brielle today. I meant to eat skittles, but forgot, and then was mad at myself for a few minutes because I forgot. I drank a coke for her, her favorite soda, and updated her chalkboard, which was extremely painful to do. Wiping away 40th and six days from the board broke my heart, I don’t want life to move on, but it does, whether I like it or not. My Dad took pictures of David and I in front of the sign, but I couldn’t manage a smile. I tried my best and it turned out more like a snarl. Well then that had me laughing, who snarls in a picture? So then he caught some awkward smiles, which I can share if y’all would like. In each picture I held my belly. I still hold her even though she’s not there anymore.

Carrying Brielle wasn’t the hard part, living without her is. This part that I’ll be living for the rest of my life, is the part that hurts the most. I miss her.