August 26, 2017 is a day many people in my surrounding area will never forget. People lost homes, vehicles, and other personal belongings. Fortunately, that was all that was lost, as our family remained safe and together. I was 30 weeks pregnant, I had one of my baby showers that afternoon. I came home, unloaded everything, and we had Daniel’s family over “riding out the storm” and watching the fight. We thought our home was a good place to hang out because we were not in a flood zone and had no flood issues in the past. We can’t say that anymore! That night our home received about a foot of water inside the house. I will never forget that night. Me, Daniel, my in-laws, Christina, Steven, and the kids were all here. I was super pregnant, I had 2 large dogs on a leash, my nephew was only 5 months old being carried in his car seat, and of course we had Kinsley and Khloe as well. We were not a light bunch! Fortunately, the kids slept through the whole night. They were awesome. Without going into much detail about how night, we made the decision to drive out in our trucks when daylight came. We all piled into 2 trucks, we had about 10 of our neighbors join as well and drove through at least 4 feet of water to higher ground. We were then on an island waiting to be picked up by a rescue truck, as there was no way out of Dickinson except by boat, jet ski, or rescue truck. We all piled into the truck and made it to a school that was being used as a temporary shelter. We were very lucky to have Daniel’s uncle not only pick us up, but also house me, Daniel, Dallas, and Mia. I was very nervous at first, it’s one thing to offer your home to two people, but to also take in two large dogs is another thing. We were never once made to feel unwelcome, despite my nerves. That was our home for 8 weeks as we rebuilt.
Those 8 weeks were anything but pleasant. Daniel got called to work the storm that hit Florida the week after Harvey, so I was left to rebuild the house with the help of our family. I did not have time to enjoy nor despise the end of my pregnancy. Instead of building a nursery, we were rebuilding a house. After lots of sweat and tears, we were able to move back in Saturday, October 14. All day Sunday we spent building the crib, changing table, and dresser. The next few days were spent putting the rest of the nursery together. We finished just in time, as we welcomed our princess exactly one week after moving back in on October 21. Our home wasn’t 100% complete, as we did not have a functioning kitchen or any sinks, but we were able to bring our baby home, which was our goal.
Here we are, a little over a year later and I have remembered, reflected, and replayed those events over and over again the last few weeks thinking about what we were doing this time last year. While what happened was devastating and I don’t wish it on anyone, I also believe that everything happens for a reason (sidenote-we do have flood insurance now! So if this happens again, we will be better prepared). Different things happened after the storm that resulted in better opportunities for my family. Daniel and I have both grown as individuals, and as a couple. We had been together for six years prior to Harvey but grew more than ever in this last year together. We rebuilt our home, brought a baby into this world, and got married. I look forward to the many years ahead as we build and grow more together <3