


Happy Birthday Garrett! We love you very much!




My body is extremely swollen...
I can't even remove my rings.
The hospital bag is packed...
we've prepared Garrett the best we know how...
We are down to a few short weeks before Alaina's arrival. Please help me pray for a healthy delivery and a smooth transition from family of 3 to family of 4.
Justin,
Even though this post is a few days late, Garrett and I couldn't pass up the opportunity to praise and honor you just a little. Thank you for being such a good daddy. Thank you for working so hard while you're on the road and sometimes even harder when you're here at home. I hope one day you can relax and take some time for yourself...maybe even before retirement.
Garrett and I love you so very much. I know Garrett loves me too but he makes it very clear on a daily basis who his "favorite" is. I want you to know I'm okay with that.
I'm looking forward to what these next few weeks bring our way. It's sure to be crazy here at the Harrison home with our new addition but please know while I'm a basket case, pulling my hair out and running off of zero sleep, I really couldn't be happier. Not just because I've been blessed with two precious children but because they came from you.
Happy Father's Day. We love you!
- Angie and Garrett (and Alaina too)





When our realtor walked us through our new house last year, I loved most everything about it...everything but the front entryway. It's always seemed uninviting and just plain ugly to me.
Boring. Yuck. Yawn.
So, we decided to spruce it up a bit. Justin kicked things off by installing a new glass storm door. I love being able to open my front door now and let some afternoon sunlight in.
Then we thought we'd put his tile saw to good use and tile over that ugly concrete. He couldn't have done it without Garrett's help, that's for sure.


I'm so happy with the results! The slate tile adds a little color and the entryway doesn't seem so blah to me anymore.
Before/After
Whatcha think?

I was a little nervous about the thought of waiting in a long line being 6 months pregnant and all but it turned out to be much more pleasant than that. As each person entered the bookstore, they organized everyone into groups of 25, giving each group a letter, starting with letter A and working down the alphabet. I was in group N. They called each group over a microphone when it was time for them to line up and get their book signed. So, even though I knew I had a nice wait ahead of me, I was at least able to grab a comfy seat along with a few books and magazines to read while I waited to be called on.
Around 8 pm, the pretzel had worn off and we were starving. Luckily, there were some nice restaurants in walking distance from the bookstore. With the long wait, we were able to go eat dinner and still make it back in time to get my book signed. I gave one of the girls waiting in the bookstore my cell phone number and she actually text me every so often updating me on what letter group was being called. Wasn't that nice of her?
She was very sweet and friendly. Justin walked with me to snap some photos and as I was getting up to leave, she told me it looked like I had some great support, motioning over to Justin. 
Meeting The Pioneer Woman was such a fun experience. It was so unlike me to do something like this and I'll treasure these memories always. Looking back on it now, meeting Ree was great but it wasn't the highlight of my trip. The time I got to spend with the most loving, giving, and unselfish person I know is what made this trip so unforgettable. 

Because the cysts were still visible, the doctor wanted me to come back for one more ultrasound a few weeks later. That appointment was scheduled for today. Before she even started the scan, the technician told me she bet the cysts weren't even there and, thankfully, she was right! The cysts resolved/disappeared and everything looked perfect. Alaina is started to pack on some body fat now weighing in at approximately 2 lbs, 5 oz. After all the painting/decorating I've been doing in her room lately, I needed a little more reassurance that this baby is indeed a "she". I asked the tech if she would mind double checking to make sure the baby was "still a girl".


Thank you Lord for a healthy report. Thank you Lord for taking those little cysts away. Thank you Lord that she is a girl and I don't have to paint over those pink walls!



