Baby Girl!

For those of you who haven't met her, this is baby girl! These are from 18 weeks (10 weeks ago), so she is much bigger currently. I think they said she is around 2 pounds and over 12 inches now.

Close up of her face. I'm excited to see her in person, we were amazed at how much West looked like his ultrasound when he was born (I guess we shouldn't have been, it was a picture of him!)

Little feet :)

We found out yesterday that Breiella/Briella will be coming into the world at 7:30 am on July 16th, 2010! We're having trouble deciding on spelling (as we half-way made up the name there is no conventional spelling), please give us your thoughts! Still no ground gained on the middle name either. "Westly David" was ultimately decided because David means "beloved" (which West is :) and because of the legacy of King David. He wasn't perfect and even sinned in some major ways, but he continually turned back to God, and is remembered as "a man after God's own heart". That's our desire for Westly, not that he'd be perfect (not possible), but that he would come to know his Savior and would be a man who is committed to God in his heart. Choosing a middle name that gives a legacy is really important to us for this precious girl as well, but nothing has struck us as fitting yet. Praying that God lets us stumble across something soon!

It's getting down to the final months, today I'm 28 weeks and 4 days (just entering the 7th month). Unfortunately there will be no "pregnant pictures" posted of me on this blog. I love seeing other people's, but I am not brave enough to see how huge I'm getting every time I open this page :) I'm starting to feel the need to slow down a bit, and holding West is getting rather awkward, since there is already a baby sitting on my lap!

We are working on the concept of a baby coming with West, and I even thought we had made some progress the other day. He and I sat for almost 15 minutes looking at pictures of him as a baby, with me pointing at my tummy and telling him there is another baby in there, who will someday come out and live at our house. He grinned and looked at my tummy again and again. Then, with a big smile that said "Oh, I get it!", he pointed at my tummy and said.... "ball!" Well, so much for that! I think he's still too young to buy into that whole "babies come from mommy's tummy" business. That theory is just a little too crazy to be true :)