Isn't SHE lovely...

Isn't she lovely... Isn't she wonderful... Isn't she precious... Less than one minute old

I never thought through love we'd be... Making one as lovely as she... But isn't she lovely

made from love

Isn't she pretty... Truly the angel's best... Boy, I'm so happy... We have been heaven blessed

I can't believe what God has done... through us he's given life to one... But isn't she lovely

made from love

These lyrics are the best way i can express my delight and excitment to know that baby best is a perfect GIRL. what an amazing surprise wooooooo hooooooo!!! she yawned as she slept on her placenta pillow... my heart melted instantly... every inch of her completely perfect... then with her feet crossed at the ankle she revealed... I'm a girl!!! i am so in love with our little girl... everyday we get to know each other better... like so far i can tell she has a little of her mom in her as she always dances after i eat a good meal and seems to start her belly party right as i put on my pjs for bed. :) we are going to have so much fun together...Keep growing my love, i will see you in feb!

I love you and so does the rest of the world... check out what happened when i annouced you on Facebook!

Richmond Duain Martyn, ShaRellish Love, Jamaal Kearse and 9 others like this.
Dashill SunNovah SmithWow!! A lil bitty Charity :)
September 23 at 6:04pm · Adrienne Smith CONGRATULATIONS!!!!! We will welcome another drama queen to inspire the world:)!!!!
September 23 at 6:06pm · Tamara Bass Awwwwww...CONGRATS!!!Little girls are soooo precious!!!
September 23 at 6:06pm · Maurice Cobb YEAHHHHHHHHHHH. awwwww. a little you. thank god there is Justin to balance you out.
September 23 at 6:18pm · Erica Lenise Yay a lil Charity!!!!!!!!!!! Congrats!!!!!!!!!!
September 23 at 6:20pm · Toni Brown YAY!!! Our girls will play 2gether.
September 23 at 6:40pm · Ada Camps congrats mama
September 23 at 7:04pm · Jabarri Banks CONGRATS!!!!! A baby girl. Wow!!!!!! That is so what's up
September 23 at 7:37pm · Meme L PinkeltonI knew the day you told me you were pregnant! no kidding. I thought you wanted it to be a suprise?
September 23 at 7:53pm · Alexis Schley congrats !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
September 23 at 7:59pm · Constance T. Blake Aww look at the baby.. Okay so how about an arranged marriage I'll offer you a good spot at the trailer park annual picnic and heck I'll make sure Aiden gets a 7th grade education.. He'de be the smartest person at Forest Green Trailer Park..
September 23 at 8:47pm · Zoie Sykes Lol Constance!
September 23 at 9:33pm · Stephanie PeayYippee Skippee!!! OMG I'm so excited for the three of you. I can't wait to meet her!
September 23 at 9:47pm · Kimberley Simmons Awww look at her nose ans her mouth...Charity I am so happy for you!
September 23 at 11:33pm · Charity Pj Thanks guys and to constAnce I am grooming this little lady now to be the miss hog trot champion right now. yesterday I bought 10 yards of lace ruffle for her 1st trailer reunion ball so as you can see lil Aiden will have you at least start 9th grade to b on her level lmbo
September 24 at 7:13am · Constance T. Blake Some people move to the East side of the park and think they moved up when they only went sideways... 9th grade humpp.. Lol Seriously, CONGRATS!!!
September 24 at 7:47am · Mrs. Tifiny Carol HarrisCongrats Jordans! Can't wait to see that lil face...
September 24 at 10:45am ·Melissa Frankel Perlmutter yea!!!!!
September 24 at 1:36pm · Andrea Pittman join the girls club. Lol! :-)
September 24 at 1:51pm · Brenda Nicole Moorer what a beautiful blessing! Its amazing isnt it? congrats to the both of you!
September 24 at 2:07pm · Danika Summers u have to name her after me!!!
September 24 at 9:58pm · Qiana Denis No Qiana a good name for her
September 25 at 12:29am · Isis Stephenson Awwww this is beautiful. I'm so excited for you. I remember those days. I'm a mommy now and I cant wait for ur little princess to come out and meet mine.
September 25 at 2:04am · LaTavia Lopez Congratulations!! And welcome to motherhood finally:) may god continue to bless you and ur family. This is a joyous moment. I'm so happy for you and hubby.
September 25 at 7:41am · Jamaal Kearse Congrats on your discovery. Ya'll are having a lil' Charity...I happy for you, shawty. Peace & Blessings to you & yours. Tell Jordan I said, Congrats.
September 25 at 9:03am · J Michael Kinsey Go head girl!!!
September 26 at 11:14am ·Richmond Duain Martyn NICE!!!!! congrats, i want my first to be a girl also. luv ya girl. take good care of yaself. CANT WAIT!!!! :)
September 27 at 7:50pm · Amanda Crump aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!!!!! friend!!!
September 27 at 11:38pm · Charity Pj OMG i am still so excited everyday i fall more in love with saying the word her and she... :)sigh... thanks friends for all the support and love...

Getting My "Grown Man" On (Husband)

No pretense this time. I've been busier than a one-armed squirrel 3 weeks before winter hits. Can you say Griiiiinding. I've never liked the word "hustle." But baby-on-board has compelled me to work harder than ever before at any and everything at the same time. I've always worked hard at just about whatever I endeavor, but something about the expectation of this little one has sent me into a frenzy. Anxiety and a barrage of mixed emotions has shuttled me further along this path of worker bee syndrome. Do I have less faith, now that I'm motivavted to work more? I know that it's God-given. I just need to channel it into the right streams.

Now, every second counts. Every commute is filled with a studio session where I'm drilling my mind with complex rhymes and intense scenarios to develop into the ultimate emcee. Each work day is filled with thoughts of world conquest through the starting blocks of a side business, two simultaneous mixtapes, pushing an album, booking shows, serving my friends' dreams, finding time to read up on the baby, taking care of my wife's needs (albeit not many--her primary desire is for time, the very thing that's already strained), stepping up my responsbility around the house, winning souls, building my church's brand and caring for some strained relationships in my family.

Calm. Rest. Weight gain. Getting fat. Long naps. Great sleep. Wonderful cuddling. Peace. Joy. All the plush benefits of being an expectant father. Well, I've not gained any weight. I've only had peace and calm after spending time in the presence of the Lord, I always feel guilty for everything I don't do (dangit, I didn't wash the dishes, I left Charity with more clothes to wash, I didn't go buy that prego pillow, I didn't cook dinner, I made a etc.), I'm not getting more sleep because I haven't been able to cuddle with my wife (resulting from an expensive, too-soft bed that sinks when in the middle when I'm too close), but there is some light in this tunnel of future daddy daycare...

Yesterday, on the 20th of Septempber in the year 2009, I felt my baby move for the first time. It was as if he or little she pushed back through the great baby wall, throwing daddy a high five (probably with a foot) through the great bubble divide. Oh, what a glorious feeling. And I'm almost jealous that it's still all the more special for my wife, because she can feel the baby on the inside and the outside. Oh, the joy she has. In reading "The Expectant Father," a beautiful hand-me-down gift from coworker Nicole and her beau Donshay, I learned about the phase where the father can feel isolated, neglected, outside the circle of pregnancy and wifely goo-gahs. I can't say that I feel isolated or neglected, just a bit jealous that I cannot emote the same way.

That I cannot lavish in the same emotional euphoria of anticipation that I witness in my wife. But then again, she most certainly deserves it. If that is one of the few rewards of being chosen to carry our child, then may she be so blessed to feel the baby inside and out, to see the ultrasound and witness God using her very vessel as his life factory. Does this sound all too abstract? Forgive me. I wrote this one for me.

Oh, I'ma changin'....baby I am a'changin'. The wonder and mystery of this life has blown a new leaf this way, and I am determined to find its tree.

I LIKE THE WAY YOU MOVE... BUR NA NA

omg my baby is moving and grooving... like its not just gas bubble like flutters anymore... it is real deal movement... on yesterday, a rainy Sunday morning, my brave little fetus fought off millions of tadpoles with such vigor that a felt the thumps thru my belly... ahhhhhhhh it was so sweet, so surreal, so amazing... i mean i am so having the best baby ever, like this baby is so obediant already and gave Daddy five on command... i love my... i mean our little baby... all last week i felt you balled up in a knot every morning when i awoke... you would scatter after my prolonged mushy ooohs and ahhhs... and the on last thursday i felt you rumble and roll on my pelvic floor laughing at the Whitney/Orprah interview with me...and now on this glorious Sunday you pow-pow...the movement made me say i forgive you baby best for putting me on bed rest last week, i forgive you for making my ribs feel like i was a extra for rocky balboa, and i forgive you for making my pelvis feel like i ran the ironman marathon... i mean after all like the three professionals i consulted reminded me... your body is just stretching for the baby... speaking of my baby joy.. tomorrow i get to see my baby again and finally find out the gender... OMG is it a boy or girl, or is it 2 boys or 2 girls, or is it 1 boy 1 girl.. i mean my uterus was measuring 20 weeks at week 16 so you never know maybe we will be surprised... i am soooo excited i could sleep outside the perinatal center in the rain to look at you my baby love...you are the best... or you guys are the best... eeee eeee eeeEk!

Husband's Response: Today I witnessed a miracle. My baby touched me back through the wall of baby goodness, at 4 months, 1 week and 5 days. It was so amazing. It was as if the baby knew I was outside, like little she or he was playing patty cake with my hand. And that makes me wonder: can the baby feel my hands when they're cold, or because they're hot? Or heavy? So many questions. But even though it was real before, it is unquestionably real now...

Money, Money, Money....Money! (Husband)

"Some people. Got to have it. Hey hey....some people. Really need it..." Sing it, O'Jays. Because that sounds like my baby talking. I felt as if I was covertly cast in a Mastercard commercial. Recyclable Baby Diapers? $20. Self-closing Pacifier? $9. 4-in-1 Daybed and Crib? $429. Having your first child? Priceless.

Seriously, why does a bjorn baby carrier cost so much? Can't I buy a sturdy bookbag, cut two holes for feet and set my baby in it? And why buy a Crib/little prison cell that hovers above the ground, when I could build my own fort of pillows around two stacked, folded blankets and lay my baby in the middle? Why do clothes that can be worn no longer than 3 months max, comprised of a mere 15% of the fabric and stitching of my own, cost the same amount of money? Why does a designer carseat that is supersafe and expands to any age/size from 2mo. to 4 years old not come with a stroller frame? Why do strollers not come with carseats, at least the kind that I'd actually want to put my baby in? Why are there at least 50 different kinds of pacifiers for my baby to choose from, and only a few kinds of vitamins?

Not that the Lord hasn't blessed us with more than enough to meet all of our needs, but wow, what a culture shock. Baby culture shock has reduced me to eschewing my formerly mizer lifestyle of starving myself and pinching every penny. Charity will atest to me spending money on a whim, almost all of it purely going to food, to feed her new, spontaneously ravenous appetite, and well, mine too. But mostly because I'll go without eating, just not remembering or wanting to stop what I'm doing, because the "it" is always at the time so much more important than food. But hey, isn't that what we work for, anyway? I've always known that without an actual monetary goal, we'll squander our money and not know where it went. When we don't need anything, money slips through our fingers. And when we have a need, we'll squeeze $40 value out of a $20 bill in 0 seconds flat. I keep thinking, though, that 20 years ago my parents combined probably made about as much as college kids right out of school (before the market crashed), and I had every toy I ever dreamed of. I think my sister's childhood was devoid of the overly requested pony that all girls ask for, but what were we going to do with a pony in the suburbs on the South side of Fort Wayne, IN? Yeah, sorry, Jil. I stretched this out just to say that God has been way too good to us for me to fret about money. Or anything for that matter. He has blessed and enriched my life, and I don't know why He thought so much of me that He chose Charity to belong to me! What could I possibly complain about? In any regard? Nothing. So I take back everything I have just said.

Wife's Response: I guess it did not relieve your stress to have your pregnant wife break down into tears in the middle of the Maternity Section as she tried on prego clothes for the first time!

Big Panties, Thin Food

Couldn't really think of a song to headline this one... sigh, guess what?... i need to buy bigger panties again.. (super-dramatic "WHY, WHY).. i mean i guess i understand that this is just part of the process, but gosh so soon, again... dont be surprised by my denial - my hubby had to go out and purchase my first batch of bigger bloomers on his own... he was worried that my old bikinis tight elastic band was going to leave a permanent imprint across our baby's head... anyway i chuckled as we opened the pack and spread out the huge briefs... gosh babe these will last me the whole 9months...NOT!!! its 4 wks later and i need more, larger panties... GASP, the despair... i mean you are talking about a girl that wore the same underwear size since my sophomore year of college... me and my round brown and semi-flat tummy knew each other so well, size was never a question... but not anymore...Memories, da da da da da da da, nothing more than memories of the way we were!.. plus whenever i rub my baby some love i bump into my newly showing belly button...sigh

ahhhhh my baby... i just love this human being soooo much... his (i really think its a boy) or her heartbeat is soooo strong and he is growing so well... my recent prenatal went really well... i just imagine looking at my baby sleep and admire his or her, but mainly, his fine features... ooooooo mommy's baby... i love you! i love you soooo much that i can no longer pump myself with harmful toxins and hormones... you have so changed me.. so much so that i am pushing past my frugal-ness... oh yes my little baby best... today i went grocery shopping at Whole Foods... well, I went meat shopping.. let me just say that it is expensive to buy thin food, free-range, good for you meat... i almost spent $100 on 4chicken cutlets, 1/2lb of beef, 3sausages, turkey and ham slices, bread, cheese, and all natural detergent!!! why is better for my body more painful to my pocket... but dont worry about the cost my darling child..you are worth it

"Leave Me Alone" sing it MJ

well, well, well let me just say I now totally understand what the King of Pop was talking about.. in a previous post I raved about my awesome husband.. well he is still just as awesome... but i must be honest and say sometimes, hmm how can i say it positive... he is TOO good... he just knows too much.. "put this pillow under your back because it will make you feel better", "you will get more pee out if you lean forward and sit there longer" and on and on.. I just want to be like shut up... i mean has your pelvis ever stretched or uterus growed or your bladder become a never-ending reservoir of liquid... NO SIR... so chill out my love... but it is not just him - who can never be that bad in my eyes... last night we did our first middle of the night run to Wal-mart to get me some COCO Puffs... a cereal that i have not desired for at least ten years!

I have done it too myself... all the helpful mother-to-be books are also getting on my nerves.. "sleep on your this side not that side", "don't eat deli meat but eat lots of meat", "breathe deep, stretch shallow"... OMG i get myself all in a tizzy... at my in-laws Labor Day Fish Fry i stood over the buffet for 10mins trying to remember whether I could only eat fresh water or salt water fish... then when i finally eat, i just can't seem to figure out what is giving me heartburn... but that doesn't matter i apparently have more important things to think about like nursery themes, car seats, college funds, and names... sigh Micheal sing it one time for me.. gone girl, hee hee

What would I look like if I were a girl? (by Husband)

Bear with me, this'll be my most cerebral entry yet. What would I look like if I were a girl? This question and many more puddle my thinking with profound and complex questions that mainly lead to nothing but thoughts of what lies ahead. I am definitely an internal thinker. Even in my conversations with the Lord, I find myself peacefully in the inner sanctum of reasoning with God as if we’re chatting over a leisurely game of chess in heaven’s foyer. Thank you, Lord, for making me a father. For blessing us with a child. At first, I was gonna wait to call myself a father until my child breathed its first breath on its own, but sure enough Charity’s body has two heart beats. Why shouldn’t I claim the life of my child since he/she is indeed living? And I am determined not to allow fear any place in this pregnancy. So, I am a father, and Lord, you are so faithful and good to me. There is nothing I could’ve done to deserve such a promotion. And already my life is changed. This time, I haven’t even needed to persuade myself into thinking I’m different. My nature is changed. I simply am a new man. Both in my words, and in spirit. So I ask again, what would I look like if I were a girl? If Charity’s womb is the factory of lilacs and roses, will she look like me? Or will she carry on the curvaceous, gentle and sweet, loyal nature of her mother? And if a boy, will he think in songs like his mother? Will he be both creative and meticulous like his father? Will he draw pictures with his left hand? Oh, so many delightful memories to create. God is so good. I have so many things to look forward to, I don’t know where to begin. It keeps me up at night, even now, writing my heart’s desires at 1:26am on the first of September, my favorite month.

The "Maybe" Baby (by Husband)

I've had my first dose of "Maybe I'm not ready for this" today, when Charity woke up pregnant again, and I just got up like normal forgetting that she couldn't move as fast, like....dang, That's right. She's pregnant! Ah.....and then you know how you try to fix things since you're the man?! Well only if I could crawl into her back and massage each one of those aching back muscles and tell her organs to move over and make room for the baby... I hate seeing her so uncomfortable at times, and not be able to do anything but pray. And one time while I was praying, she told me to shut up because I was trying to rebuke a normal pregnancy symptom, LOL! Oh what laughs we have. Marriage is the best. If dudes knew how good we actually had it, they'd get saved just to get married!