tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-374818602024-02-19T10:24:02.029-05:00From our front porch looking in...because HE first loved us...mama to manyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12546785325010108857noreply@blogger.comBlogger243125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37481860.post-16308797938303059292012-10-19T20:58:00.000-04:002012-10-19T20:58:01.635-04:00Considering it Joy-Fall Flu FiascoOctober is here. ahhh Fall...except it brings with it those days of quarantining your home so you don't spread the snot, coughs and gross germs to other families. School started almost 2 months ago and I thought for sure we'd be sick by now. and "by now" arrived Wednesday.<br />
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Evie woke with a low grade temp. She was super bummed that she wouldn't be able to go to school (must get that from her Dad). Fever came back every 3-4 hours, but ibuprofen seemed to do the trick. Thursday was much of the same with the temp reaching around 102 and still a poor appetite, some complaints of belly ache and sore throat. I assummed she had something viral since her throat wasn't red and she had no other symptoms.<br />
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However, since she's in school now, I didn't want her to miss more days than necessary her birthday is coming up. SOOoooo, I drug her up to the after hours clinic last night.<br />
** <insert note="note" side="side">going to the Peds After Hours clinic is actually a BRILLIANT idea. The wait is shorter than the doctor's office and since Zach is home at night, I can take ONE child at a time instead of hauling all 4 into an appointment. AND-its the SAME PRICE! taking notes for future visits! **</insert><br />
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<insert note="note" side="side"> Long story short, after holding her down twice, we concluded with a quick test that she had the FLU :(
It was recommended that everyone get the flu shot in the morning and we got her RX for Tamiflu. Easy. Peasy.
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<insert note="note" side="side">Then started the unraveling of a perfectly manageable sick child scenario. </insert><br />
<insert note="note" side="side">Let's see if I can keep this brief...here's how the next 24 hours unfolded: </insert><br />
<insert note="note" side="side">9:20 pm Arrive home and Zach leaves for CVS to get the Tamiflu </insert><br />
<insert note="note" side="side">9:40 pm Zach calls. CVS has Tamiflu on backorder </insert><br />
<insert note="note" side="side">9:45 pm Tracking down Tamiflu around town </insert><br />
<insert note="note" side="side">10:00 pm Zach finds a CVS that has it but has a different concentration, so we end up paying DOUBLE the price so we could get the correct dose. </insert><br />
<insert note="note" side="side">10:30 pm Evie is in bed and I take a dose of her Tamiflu as prophylaxis </insert><br />
<insert note="note" side="side"> 1:00 am some baby is crying, zach gets up to handle that and my stomach is burning. I throw up-NEVER taking liquid Tamiflu again!</insert><br />
<insert note="note" side="side"> **Had a great few moments with God and felt challenged to memorize the book of James-no, I didn't DO THAT today, but I started with the first 4 verses and begged God to allow me to "consider it all joy"***
9:30 am Arrive at our 1st dr. visit, Dr. Carter is out of town and we got scheduled to see a "nurse only". after an hour of waiting and a mommy breakdown filled with real tears, we are told we need to make an "appointment with a doctor" to get a prescription or have a nasal swab done. make an appoinment for 4:45pm</insert><br />
<insert note="note" side="side"> 11:00 am Arrive at MY doctor, who is also out of town (seeing the trend?) Wait 45 minutes to be seen only to have NOTHING done for me. unsure about this and that, blah blah blah. however, everyone was VERY nice! </insert><br />
<insert note="note" side="side">12:10 running late, drive through McDonald's (which I LOATHE). Baby B is crying, no SCReaMInG!
12:20 Arrive at Dr. Kathy's office for baby B to be seen (they take her medicaid as opposed to OUR pediatrician that does not-so convenient)
**MIRACLE here-although Dr. Kathy is out of the country (see the trend now?!) we are seen by great ladies that give baby b a flu shot and call in Tamiflu for ALL 3 KIDS so we don't have to return to the other office at 4:45!!! </insert><br />
<insert note="note" side="side">1:40 We arrive home, 1 sleeping baby and a tired clan
still considering it all JOY. </insert><br />
<insert note="note" side="side">3:40 Zach gets home and I run out the door with the dog to the vet for a horrible skin thing she's had going on for a week. With 4 kids at home, poor Maggie gets dropped down a few notches. :( </insert><br />
<insert note="note" side="side">5:15 leave the vet with a $128 bill (THE MOST FOR ANY VISIT-go figure)
5:30 arrive home to dinner on the stove brought over by a friend-PTL </insert><br />
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<insert note="note" side="side">Evie is feeling better and we have tracked down enough Tamiflu to get everyone started tonight.
Its 8:52 and everyone is sleeping...except mama.
so on days like this, I know my God is faithful and able. He is greater than my circumstances and certainly watching me grow as I CHOOSE to consider it ALL, yes, ALL of IT JOY. </insert><br />
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<insert note="note" side="side"><b>“Consider it a sheer gift, friends, when tests and challenges come at you from all sides. You know that under pressure, your faith-life is forced into the open and shows its true colors. So don’t try to get out of anything prematurely. Let it do its work so you become mature and well-developed, not deficient in any way.”
(James 1:2-4 MSG)<i></i></b>
</insert>mama to manyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12546785325010108857noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37481860.post-30634818541032951922012-08-16T23:31:00.001-04:002012-08-16T23:31:44.216-04:00How did we get here?<p>okay. I did it. I shouldn’t have, but I did.  with a few clicks, there I was…scrolling through our blog. images of me holding a tiny baby in my arms. the words on the page seem like they were written ages ago. by a mom that was so new and dreamy. her small little face seems almost unrecognizable in pictures, but so familiar. </p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ6Z_0-uMtk8vR3H4_3onvawZDBCReFA9_P52s6h1Qu3Xe9hIU_Ib03dIm33PCFb_2srbRwihDT085WdwMxuZzBUVMuHbQ2h9yiLHm63edyb0LFgVjLO6GQdRYj2EFKRzx7P6lLQ/s1600-h/ekshat%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="ekshat" border="0" alt="ekshat" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtDQNjBKtBuSos_qrtvL1HT6cxi4djG3wHuvUyoUHnnE0w0slHRLa0pmx0AUm5-HsCinJ5nGXZ8KfSKHIt_RGdu1OmwvaMoMuZqOl6b6Lj08zlLlK3F6JSNRTTe3zZZLi8bNZ00Q/?imgmax=800" width="364" height="484" /></a></p> <p>fast forward. HERE. NOW. TOMORROW…Its Meet the Teacher Day at school.  I’ve heard it all a million times, “blink and its over”, “she won’t be small for long”, “you’re gonna miss this”. </p> <p>they were right.  all of those strangers in the checkout line at Target…you know them too, right?</p> <p>Its exciting, sure. but downright life altering.  Who is Beckett going play with during the morning hours while I get ready?  Who is going to watch Elin while I jump in the shower? (certainly NOT her big brother!!)  and early mornings…are you kidding me?!  This child has never seen the sun rise.  but she will. and soon.</p> <p>and its not just around here that will be different. its down the road.  at a little school where she will spend more time with a woman she will come to love as her teacher than she ever will with me again. ouch. that will stop you in your tracks. I mean, will they know when she needs me? when she’s scared or embarrassed? what happens when someone picks on her for that missing tooth in the front of her mouth? who gets to hold her when she falls on the playground? not me. ouch. that hurts too. </p> <p>and it’s a deep hurt. the one that drains the water from your eyes and causes you to bite your upper lip so you don’t just sob out loud. </p> <p>but its here. the day I thought was over-hyped. its <em>just </em>Kindergarten. yep. its just Kindergarten. </p> <p>and the funny thing is…I’m gonna miss her. I mean, really miss her. but I’m just a little afraid that she won’t miss me-not that much at least. and I just don’t know if I’m okay with that quite yet. </p> <p>so here’s to Kindergarten. to a year of new friends and a new way of life…for all of us. grace for each moment…</p> mama to manyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12546785325010108857noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37481860.post-84782972381957819902012-04-29T14:44:00.000-04:002012-04-29T14:44:07.585-04:00I turn to you.What else can I do, Jesus...I turn to you.
This journey in obedience to God's call on our family to adopt seems to change weekly. There are emotional moments that overwhelm me as the thought of adding another child to our already chaotic family terrifies me. I am not able. The closer we get, the more I seem to appear frazzled, incapable and in complete need of God to get me through even the smallest moments. I am still reading "Kisses from Katie", (an AMAZING book for anyone-especially those on the road to adoption. God has used it in his perfect timing each step of the way to encourage me and point me back to Jesus-the only reason we are walking this out!!!
Our radon mitigation will be completed in the next couple of weeks. We signed a contract with a local company (Land Environmental Group-in case anyone needs a radon specialist!!) on Friday. The seem great and came highly recommended. Our tax return also got deposited last week in the amount of $3100-matching almost to the dollar the final price of our mitigation-it all belongs to God! Just love it when he does that kind of thing :)
Simply, we want to follow where he leads. Just light the way and we'll go because we know what he has for us is more than we can see.mama to manyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12546785325010108857noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37481860.post-3545947711156372872012-04-25T21:14:00.001-04:002012-04-25T21:14:00.825-04:00a few things to be grateful for<p>I have finally recovered from a HORRIBLE tension headache that nearly drove me to the ER for relief…I just couldn’t get away from the pain.  Now what mama has time for that?!</p> <p>While I was attempting to rest on the couch during that time, I felt like a failure (you know me, ALL or NOTHING). my house was a disaster. dinner didn’t even get put into tupperware that night  due to my incapacitation!  I was in a foul mood from the hours of unrelieved pain and I was alone.  Zach was working and I was just dying. </p> <p>The good news: I survived and today is a new day!</p> <p>I started looking at all of the beautiful blessings in my life today.  The small things I am so thankful for…and here are a few:</p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjGeSr87I9qV2vkMIEhinT9GG4GZFC0Qlqwqp4fM2CzgnqBD6GSSt7RzFmARxzQX2c4vQE8qp3UWWmn4LSpNuXT7sUy2rQdJKaUjdaK5boVR7TLFGX6HLPuslDPaCx9WWZ19zdVQ/s1600-h/DSC_0175%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; 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border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0188" border="0" alt="DSC_0188" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCw_9xdfB4OZW-fravL2jNGfDqUOXZiOWZNdIXRMlMjV-w7un3Z1fc32Cfv5YyG3No8q-JHUtt54g1Y7eqMDkWj7y0dPi1e6-PUn1HNMI1xeyGv-OixASKx7MZzF1BZu-MKFL5aQ/?imgmax=800" width="165" height="244" /></a></p> <p>An amazing natural history museum that is FREE in our town</p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhNeSbHR-4Yng6R_XC82IeCKLAWX-i5Zmm6hae1Bi6a0kcUHjJ5v-irfSBd1QqjMaDgd8aMIIbrQM-cxTyPQXyQHElwLbnbjMmGezZU_aXQFOgwDbI6ojqtRdurk_owObPl2TOSw/s1600-h/DSC_0191%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0191" border="0" alt="DSC_0191" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhcX4mbHerW-y0GPNlHYel1H49n9tU4XVBUMl8ELwbIZk2SeiLOvzo0nLid-p7gHPqY8IwXuXNTrhr6r-N9_4pF3Qi-Yhyl9j72nk66ejP9pqlS-nGpgv7VEuD6i2vZ_FaP95guQ/?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /></a></p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii1Z_hyphenhyphenKHpUoeutshTMPtqh-i9ZVeGCsF7b4PbBs0VXz0_roHV7IvtmAFJ0IeEJEBxBvKbSQbBMpezDJ8czxq8gvCANiOi52vERhkA45CFDN9wZbMSDLqhPXEerOBNHVxJvAzsqw/s1600-h/DSC_0210%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; 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padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0239" border="0" alt="DSC_0239" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEKvkAoh3R_Uj_W8DpagsJVia7CI6_NAIgv9fJq9y0kFRJxCbU5MbikaGcG1D89qROtZLkUtqM7E_Dykp4DvGeEPpBK5DDVFFciZlC-VDBibbN9U8TFM5gc7Wdw8AXmdlliSrHpQ/?imgmax=800" width="165" height="244" /></a></p> <p>I am thankful for our red doors. just an extra special gift from God as a part of this house…this is the entrance from our back patio</p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs_tvQqb0V1Ax-qudXSEPaQYERPg81DVKt4-ZSOR-yxMXg5HPGxOqIqoivaNE_K6o7_yZKX8fQvQpG1YsldFoORXOivhz1veaJ0pV1Z0nPOw0j7tDsCaZO8YD29_CcmCBL5XlAhg/s1600-h/DSC_0241%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0241" border="0" alt="DSC_0241" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEMcw-jm38Kb0v1-gTJJYrtqX3iT7VlkVFOnnXrHw59q9qkBftumgWBaFQcTC4Ubp9JfkUK-UDMNJ7N2YSANRLnWLSn0bZbPT1lfdmMs6j0MfbBtR7BORj5KRR3XuVRljP7pf9xA/?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /></a></p> <p>what a blessing it is to have a fenced in backyard (AND FRONT!) so the kids can play while I am inside watching!</p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJD4Hr4ITyr1Q5FANjQtuvf8rctOUeKBGLNHRXXBJuyPUNZu0jJ72yeCMTPUx6AjxFhSBp_DQS5SDXHcVLeb86XoT-lVmB5phTOe59weu_kFqLNjeI6QVUkNgH2khS34zShfJjsg/s1600-h/DSC_0251%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; 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padding: 0px; display: inline;"><div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=trJM37yFfQM" target="_new"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigKphXEp5ci_0aGfT_Wo6FKNVpR9DWVTA01owqwOtopPakCZdd5YDGy5TWXPnKFTVxeUaSHgeY3KFoRLUAefZP7p2iS1jclgmi53ItchC3LbAPjZqXToYKjXd-tbv8KTm4Tq2-QA/?imgmax=800" style="border-style: none" galleryimg="no" onload="var downlevelDiv = document.getElementById('56d65e1a-0322-492a-8602-c78ad88d5207'); downlevelDiv.innerHTML = "<div><object width=\"560\" height=\"315\"><param name=\"movie\" value=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/trJM37yFfQM?hl=en&hd=1\"><\/param><embed src=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/trJM37yFfQM?hl=en&hd=1\" type=\"application/x-shockwave-flash\" width=\"560\" height=\"315\"><\/embed><\/object><\/div>";" alt=""></a></div></div><div style="width:560px;clear:both;font-size:.8em">pray. listen. GO!</div></div> mama to manyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12546785325010108857noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37481860.post-21144096582646151102012-02-27T11:39:00.001-05:002012-02-27T11:39:54.467-05:00sign here. and here…and here<p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc8l1W5K7gh048gcO9hWL1CETf8uBfCtqybFg-Ft5z6d8QshOYODvV189dG7cML5a_2_CUTb8zVQER1VjA4KGLq5GVwheiSt-887NNAnGYt8HJi75PfN7xSk67p0mvaHSow289Ww/s1600/our+front+porch.jpg"><img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc8l1W5K7gh048gcO9hWL1CETf8uBfCtqybFg-Ft5z6d8QshOYODvV189dG7cML5a_2_CUTb8zVQER1VjA4KGLq5GVwheiSt-887NNAnGYt8HJi75PfN7xSk67p0mvaHSow289Ww/s400/our+front+porch.jpg" /></a></p> <p align="center"><font face="Segoe Print">Closing day and our first family picture at our new home on 8th Avenue...October 28th 2011!!!  </font></p> <p><font face="Segoe Print">I loathe paperwork. being in healthcare has certainly ruined me when it comes to that. and while some of the papers are, "sign here, and here, and here and here and here", others ask questions that force you to remember how your family responded to one another in moments of anger when you were 7 years old. thought provoking, probing, and painful. ugh.  can't wait to turn it all in to the case worker-then its HER TURN!  :)</font></p> <p><font face="Segoe Print">Our home inspection from the county health department was supposed to take place soon, but we were told last Tuesday at our 1st home visit that it would most likely take about 30 days for them to get out here as they are not usually in an type of hurry.  So much to my surprise, I got a call on Thursday afternoon from the inspector saying he could come IN THE MORNING!!  </font></p> <p><font face="Segoe Print">I quickly did an assessment of things we needed (fire extinguisher, fridge thermometer, etc).  Zach had a game, so I was on  my own...and fighting a horrible cold or allergy attack-either way-I felt awful!</font></p> <p><font face="Segoe Print">our AMAZING friends, Scott and Haley, stepped in and took the big kiddos for a couple of hours and then had dinner waiting for me and the kids!  blessed beyond measure.</font></p> <p><font face="Segoe Print">God continues to affirm our decision to use </font><a href="http://www.fbchomes.org/"><font face="Segoe Print">Florida Baptist Children’s Homes</font></a><font face="Segoe Print"> as our foster care agency!!!  Our case manager spent 3 years in Peru serving in missions and we are finding it so easy to communicate and connect with her.</font></p> <p><font face="Segoe Print">This week we are wrapping up our family profile (paperwork!) and getting Maggie seen by a vet and vaccinations updated (even the poor dog isn’t immune from jumping through hoops!). </font></p> <p><font face="Segoe Print">I started reading <em><a href="http://kissesfromkatie.blogspot.com/">Kisses from Katie</a>, </em>a book loaned by a friend…I won’t get into much, but I would encourage you to pick it up. I can’t put it down!  </font></p> <p><font face="Segoe Print">ending this post with a quote from her book</font>:</p> <p align="center"><font size="3" face="Segoe Script">“I am much more terrified of living a comfortable life in a self-serving society and failing to follow Jesus that I am of any illness or tragedy…Jesus called His followers to be a log things, but I have yet to find where he warned us to be safe. We are not called to be safe, we are simply promised that when we are in danger, God is right there with us.”</font></p> <p align="center"><font size="3"> </font></p> mama to manyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12546785325010108857noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37481860.post-91832935327013132202012-02-24T14:38:00.001-05:002012-02-24T14:38:34.327-05:00Oh what a feeling!<p><font size="4" face="Segoe Print">our journey is really rolling forward now. We are officially moved in to our new home on 8th avenue and are pretty settled. All of the kids have their own room for the first time ever and it’s a beautiful thing…most nights. </font></p> <p><font size="4" face="Segoe Print">I am loving the extra space, the real laundry room, fireplace and fenced in backyard!  LOVE that the kiddos can just run free for hours outside!</font></p> <p><font size="4" face="Segoe Print">Now I am taking you to present day.</font></p> <p><font size="4" face="Segoe Print">Here we are…on a journey that started long ago for me, but together with Zach over 2 years ago. our adoption journey. </font></p> <p><font size="4" face="Segoe Print">Our 1st home visit was Tuesday night. the case worker came out to hear our testimonies and hand over a PILE of paperwork.  a pile!  she told us the home inspector would be out to do his safety check, but it could be about 30 days…well, he came this morning!  our case worker (CW) said she has never seen this happen so quickly.  God is moving!</font></p> <p><font size="4" face="Segoe Print">I have been overwhelmed with different emotions throughout the week. we are here. really here. our dream and vision is now becoming a reality. however, I still have so many questions as we walk this road.</font></p> <p><font size="4" face="Segoe Print">How will I love a child I have never met? one that I haven’t spent 9 months growing in my womb?  will my other kids embrace this journey? How can I be a good mom to 4 kids?  3 is hard enough!  How can I love a child so deeply and then let him go?  Will it just hurt so much?  Am I strong enough?</font></p> <p><font size="4" face="Segoe Print">and here are the answers;</font></p> <p><font size="4" face="Segoe Print">God loved us first…he didn’t ask us to “know how to do it” before we step out in faith…GO is the only command we need to follow. my kids will have a faith of their own, an authentic, real-life faith that they will journey on their own. a good mom? by God’s grace. and I don’t have to be good enough. and yes, 3 is hard. very hard. and yes, it will hurt. I know this. but I pray fear of pain will never hold us back from obeying God fully.</font></p> <p><font size="4" face="Segoe Print">Fostering and adopting isn’t something convenient, it’s a calling. </font></p> <p><font size="4" face="Segoe Print">I have spent many hours praying and seeking the Lord and came across this blog post…many have asked this same type of question-what about your biological kids? I could not have said it better myself, so enjoy this little read:</font></p> <h4><a href="http://themiddlemom.wordpress.com/2011/01/23/wont-my-biological-kids-be-effected-by-foster-care/">Won’t my biological kids be effected by foster care?</a></h4> <p><font size="3" face="Papyrus">Yes.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Papyrus">I cannot tell you how many times I have been asked this question by well-meaning, concerned people who are wrestling with the thought of becoming foster parents. “Shouldn’t we wait until our kids are older?” “Won’t this have a negative effect on them?” “Won’t they pick up bad behavior, bad language, and just bad stuff in general from foster kids?”</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Papyrus">Okay, so this question is a two-edged sword. On one point is the fact that kids who come into foster care have experienced trauma of some kind (through no fault of their own) or they wouldn’t be in foster care, and yes, that trauma could manifest itself in unsavory and unwelcome ways. But on the other point, is the fact that our biological children will never be the same once they have been intricately involved in the family foster care mission. In fact, it will shape who they become.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Papyrus">I know this because I am living it! When we began fostering over 17 years ago, we had three children: Chase-6, Caleb-3, and Cara-2. Connor was born a year and a half into the process. These precious ones are now 23, 20, 19 and 15 3/4 respectively. And let me tell you about them….</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Papyrus">All four of them love kids. Last year our family did a television interview for a local tv station- the reporter asked Chase (who was newly engaged) if he and his fiance’ had talked about fostering. He said “yes, we’ll be foster parents at some point”. (That was the first we had heard of it!) Cara and I were talking a few weeks ago and she said “well of course, I’ll foster, Mom, it’s been my life, why wouldn’t I?” Connor has always said he would foster and adopt. Caleb was my only one that I thought might not foster or adopt- not because he doesn’t love kids, but because he is an independent guy with a love for foreign missions. He was at home the other day and I mentioned something about foster care in general…he said, “I don’t think I will foster, but I definitely think I will adopt!”</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Papyrus">My kids growing up to carry on some foster care or adoption tradition never entered my mind and is certainly not the point. The point is foster care effects who our children become. My children have had to open up their hearts and their lives to strangers. They have had to share their parents with over 45 other children who have floated in and out of their lives over the past 17 years, and have done so graciously and compassionately. My children have learned at a young age about the inequity of life; that things aren’t fair and that children sometimes suffer at the hands of their own parents. They have had to learn early about pre-marital sex and unplanned pregnancies and addiction and child abuse. They have watched Jeff and I struggle with the emotions that come with fighting for the very life of a child and they have cried with us when we have lost the fight. They have seen their parents’ imperfections and the way in which a merciful heavenly Father can use them anyway. They have joined hands with us in prayer countless times as we have cried out to the Father for justice and mercy and they joined hearts with us when we all embraced a new daughter/sister. They’ve been babysitters, diaper changers, drivers, confidants, and shoulders to cry on. They have literally held me up in times when I couldn’t hold myself. They have truly poured themselves out so that the children who come into our home are cared for with the hands and feet and heart of Jesus.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Papyrus">Are our kids perfect? No way. They are just kids and now young adults. But, I realize that because of God’s call on our lives, they have been given an opportunity; a gift, and they have chosen to enthusiastically unwrap it. Inside is a beautiful picture of the Savior as He reaches out His arms and says “behold, children are a gift from the Lord” (all children!) and “whatever you do to the least of these, you’ve done it unto me”.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Papyrus">If God is calling you to foster or adopt, take a step of faith and give your children a gift. Will it be easy? No. Will it require sacrifice? Yes. Will it be worth it in the end? Absolutely.</font></p> mama to manyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12546785325010108857noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37481860.post-57711550088511403372011-08-17T11:26:00.001-04:002011-08-17T11:26:02.701-04:00School year jumpstart!<p><font color="#ff0000" size="3" face="Andalus">Its almost time for the first day of school. Evie misses the Kindergarten deadline by a month….but we are homeschooling again this year, so deadlines, schmeadlines!</font></p> <p><font color="#ff0000" size="3" face="Andalus">I had a great meeting with my wonderful friend, Laura last week and got some great encouragement and guidance on planning and taking it all in stride!!</font></p> <p><font color="#ff0000" size="3" face="Andalus">I also found some STEALS in the $$$ bins at Target (or as my old friend would call them, the “suck-ya-ins”)</font></p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2RMAjjuIvGAIJj-wN96zjf9e1jEX39bpZ-mRdfxzTBQBnxYI3QSPVGD2aqOL3KBb7z7vRXBepHBkmzXC6_Tbg3k8BSge-mfIRELB7ERqMsJcZLPfq8JjFTCSyckM4oSVf5B_RJQ/s1600-h/DSCN1173%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSCN1173" border="0" alt="DSCN1173" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQYqz7zL89l_wuRDcBXvp2fAoZLadVHlZ1bAfBMzErOEis90N3z5oWMIgR0QZK1I6oTttFALAZM9pecknG-I_tpeinNaHvjPxit2zlyKcfOAGOpiAPUUD1DirFXKle06qQVReuvA/?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /></a></p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXqmqRjcneXCO9JAJQeXzO0i8y0Ee7zx6-kejIC8-a83PCGS1KJUGG5QkJQFsaoOTB-sVpJP63Xfzp53-HfADuAhHcfvIrNHIppG6GY6Jzl10ECTHazoQi0k-JXuWA0GBKuEZ7Mg/s1600-h/DSCN1172%25255B6%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; 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border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSCN1163" border="0" alt="DSCN1163" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4tFZiEBdihmupRw6NM_-NiXUvLLb62xZ8WFf11Nc30K9G9riTofzNEHOBBVy7V6IMtRVoflmG7YzgX1pFc6TzocGxQncV05ywA5jJxionjKtS_OLqU6LCtvR7cxTGLldts3BQ8g/?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /></a></p> <p><font size="3" face="Andalus">and I LOVE MY boy!  dirt and sweat-OH!</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Andalus">Beckett loves the merry-go-round and has some sweet skill on this thing-his favorite part is running!</font></p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyqlj19RJiwLVTX-9hWVyofZOa3XEAzXCkAty0uceAdTcuPtJjQ2PhVQhKvDA_iqVpNZf8sLsh3FIz6fS5KMfvfs-dDHrc31-cO1pVwxbDB3g53vjinGZmWDT1Cfz7SIhtiV515Q/s1600-h/DSCN1165%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSCN1165" border="0" alt="DSCN1165" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk5P1NFIgDWZaC2f7wcFYuGKYs5zjZSJb8QKj2nkbQGKX2Gds9Hfjg3rB3v5CJ1qr5PpkzZyyMsK0RkoUFgF29Hgghu1ZG7_7hdZwKz27y65tKFt_vnqL2XzC_dacVP7X_7OXyjg/?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /></a></p> <p><font color="#0000ff" size="3" face="Andalus">baby view</font></p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTQr6b0l_jVOToWojN_quBHy6LB54rrN9YvEIjgTMr3uxApbycK4-awGbbCQztNhW8bxrnUh_dlcro78wC3Qv_TUXBoEEUbAcRZ06Kt-A142IeSVOVDvx8WnSkCbQEXHCK3zra_Q/s1600-h/DSCN1162%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSCN1162" border="0" alt="DSCN1162" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje5ev3gLCBiepzxKcpSPqT2wx1tAI_dLRxMk2z-P6bR6Ek4A9BXwOImvEX9BF9F8749_8DcJRU8GreZWsnZVpZrEtZLYvk7KjBK2JJ229whvqjI32RqWfjeBFM1BTG3pHS9cvb9g/?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244" /></a></p> <p><font color="#0000ff" size="3" face="Andalus">and no swing would be complete without the thumb…delicious!</font></p> mama to manyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12546785325010108857noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37481860.post-79407034479964636012011-07-12T16:04:00.000-04:002011-08-16T14:15:39.413-04:00Our Bright Light<p><font size="3" face="Andalus">Can’t imagine our lives without our sweet, sweet baby…almost forgot what it was like without her in it.  </font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Andalus">8 months ago, I was one day away from my due date and thinking she would make her entrance right on time, but she just wasn’t ready. Our 6 pound, 9 ounce baby has taken quite the growth spurt since her arrival-see below!!!</font></p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9nVhcZ9f_K8iKc5BZVvdvZiuKt9uDWhI0AEkmY2qNoVyH7vTpB2JNopDfept7eLDYruIqO4b6yXY9Xzcs4wTP7-iKr_CX5iRio_JaO_eJ-2AdgGg1-niojnVhDyFzlVhLbfXjHw/s1600-h/DSC_00573.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0057" border="0" alt="DSC_0057" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQJSd_ZOhyphenhyphenmbVpYD_3n1eYSm4K9aY9pOMiCpVob2JhEbgj9RIwjcP2hUAomlzObqJXoWCv5m4mdwDxQdUoSdfKlyae82qLG0GjZIasBOj1ysi1-q2HgPUxPUCuNPEcgEe-dOOIeA/?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /></a></p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkXADUTJQnD2j1HkrOGiQdJ8-jZJO4gBo2728RAUDQ7Dkkt7PsFoPyun818rlWjEBz6QTWq9O98LmdesyAqSEthJxlF227TbEfe5ORcjSDgjIoKvCGNzDWtb73PULE_HvPWVT5rg/s1600-h/DSC_01247.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0124" border="0" alt="DSC_0124" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheZKcfDzaIx5UNQixbrc46Tl4dKPkEjmEmI8-G-aJW-AVUSuA8qpQNJOgKJLtw7F15cKnmqVrGIcbj5aa4rnUq9z77vqeDWQc5X1AbA44e0Nnu2VSBhoGn23Iu_gVQk_-0YGd9kg/?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /></a></p> <p><font size="3" face="Andalus">Talk about GROWTH!</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Andalus">She is still breastfed, taking a bottle only when COMPLETELY necessary. </font></p> <p><font face="Andalus"><font size="3"><strong>Favorite food</strong>: rice cereal or oatmeal mixed with breast milk-thanks to the </font></font><a href="http://www.mymilkies.com/milksaver"><font size="3" face="Andalus">Milkie</font></a><font size="3" face="Andalus">,  I have PLENTY!!! (and </font><a href="http://broadcastingbasford.blogspot.com/"><font size="3" face="Andalus">Lacy Basford</font></a><font size="3" face="Andalus"> for storing it in her deep freeze-good friends!) You also are grabbing your fair share of table food like bread, ice cream, bananas, watermelon, strawberries, and french fries..SHHHHH</font></p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjugQitGMNMUwpKQwSde4J6H__nUjizU7kEkGmpPb_XDJwbrHu-dgLtjWMLIR46beBDQ1LTHbnMNS2bHFLRiTgKJDAt-uKgNrw8mzkkmDsbJs7hzrgordBL1JCjCc6pOazq6aZx8A/s1600-h/DSC_00863.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0086" border="0" alt="DSC_0086" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ7M7p4a3SKKIugRiGPhkO68ryeCsd4iSBFmEkuxW4GPT0IuozRVQAAL4lrslcMdSArZIhRsBPawNHovf6wfBRYkhjB1Igkbaa3j9S4A-Bfw5TL1ZMKu6Wttof6Ky4FfkXGHOo0Q/?imgmax=800" width="165" height="244" /></a></p> <p>(you dressed up as a little calf for your first Cow Appreciation Day-we go every year, so get ready!)</p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC-ARJbHf5XtR4uboLWA4-XE7Svg85h4Kevm8UoWNq_aesUmUMfqw-ykPSJybi5ycLUmW4PKVcaLIe513i4NNVzJGtyGeWDonFVAn6vVdc22B1hQwbl0wtrKBtSRZmTNcStUOmVQ/s1600-h/DSC_01183.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0118" border="0" alt="DSC_0118" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioOroCUR26AtvT5ZtpauKqNpEbXaR9SSGM84ZEtu30mH1Ae3xsXlSPEvDAPE_Jr7lLYdFlA3gVQ20lIuS6TsvtozgUEP2zvuqfM-kOybxyQ5cS9ldbzbtU8BLRm8lKs5rPIhylhQ/?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /></a></p> <p><font face="Andalus"><font size="3"><strong>Sleeping Schedule</strong>: You are officially moved out of our room and into your red crib in the room with E and B-you have slept from 8-6ish the past 3 nights, so keep it up.  You only stay awake about 1 hour after you wake in the morning, then its nap time. Another nap around 1 or 2 and then maybe an early evening one.  **You go to sleep SO WELL-as soon as I lay you in your crib, you put that right thumb in and roll over*** </font></font></p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9gNfubLMUUVp8aZhgTHGsBvsJ6ugXzaOLWFy3Wud-W9H0jgfXe7bLR-FwNbDBLVvVArIkoWhjGdd5dGB0bEgawdMKR4UrF7wJg_172XCCzqEATp7FEs1XOTptuvmNpjn3SFl6cA/s1600-h/DSC_01483.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0148" border="0" alt="DSC_0148" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSwo30g7-sUFxduznJfh8qZEHh_tPyspFp63wcf740BLki-0sNCS7swX3rgvpp6z4dYELhUOe21Xa2QlL9elvWNSw3pSAaJmDvBsLfmgBIh0gh7CG5N6KgjbPnkx4DI1_VS9MFgg/?imgmax=800" width="165" height="244" /></a></p> <p><font size="3" face="Andalus">AND-you even fell asleep folded over the other night-reminded Daddy and me of E when she was your age.</font></p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcUsaBTyXZ_t7NIkRZgIxvU7iwyEZ6FLR4NbSJo5NcWLcQ01lCBlhw_1JvpRwW9q8F7XrzsLY7wBBDbvIHlCQwGx5NKzAUAR6R8SOfiGz1ZwJ6ZHW04Am5FcaMpH4ptH6lXa1nMA/s1600-h/DSC_01263.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0126" border="0" alt="DSC_0126" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghVJ75TiSMGFfNhJsAtptdv7yj2Wwp41oOeZqjS6fn5tzTvZmpZV0pZvmbIeBa2kXSOulNwksRD89ekjPUFDrjhBYtY55Grz6LJ6e8bPW4FE_5X-yhV8EymzbXUsb9jnIrBaapqQ/?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /></a></p> <p><font size="3" face="Andalus"><strong>How mobile are you? </strong>You have started pushing yourself up from your belly to a sitting position, even in your crib. You pulled up on the stroller yesterday while we were at the mall play area-that was a first too-you got down and played!</font></p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaDsvM3w2HH-BmXhNq50DMRr0YnUQpUcpRrRA9b0Sh6G25kOM8zpGE2hdRnu6_zFTX2QDatjuFK0eqmnKSjp3ZUhxCn523HoIZUb_uqljZesjWmxXOTPBA-2m7lqEebwC2VGva6A/s1600-h/DSC_01373.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0137" border="0" alt="DSC_0137" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4eW-3b_YGAXk9dzXAE_1Se2OPl_0VeyOs92dP5-xTTgThpwmcjCwQ374VHwhbfS8mZ1rE4pd8dQzqyYCnfWDmAI5EOBAS_nj7x_yXXJZzEae9csKsicSzokcxSC1UhbgREoX53A/?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /></a></p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipTiclWWJjT4ugWt8eJshymDuPaWI3bu5dENA0T1ndjHeAI1UYXEEC4438S-EjXy2ykVt2LmOtmLtUPxd4nCA2h8rurtnLAZ01d09o0HQDMnXFhBoBJ8gNLQwSusLKcsQyi4qj2Q/s1600-h/DSC_01383.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0138" border="0" alt="DSC_0138" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTldWfW7IgbBJHGm34t0ANeuEgTYSF9vOd2jfG-uJ7sGFNPW2ncxRJ9ePjvlPRtBhYzKSQxNeTAwcNdM1WMtTgruyy7ROmkvx5O22cmhi7z0O7pFe2Lj-SUlJVlku5HR4CSIXAvw/?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /></a></p> <p><font face="Andalus"><font size="3"><strong>Who’s your favorite??</strong>  You are certainly a Daddy’s girl-even when I am holding you, you lean right to him and don’t reach back for me-smart girl, your dada is eating this up!</font></font></p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJmTyDriXFZsgsg4yKvRu20rROEbuTwFIbLOMnRdvJn_uddpb8DumF4ojnbWzCbK-2lE0Jd3VuUIk8YZl_UR-xPpJmyQNurOTXwqAOTry0NNn4yudjs6BGuVll5E1uvlRQu90m1g/s1600-h/DSC_01133.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0113" border="0" alt="DSC_0113" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikR_SwrGlAmzVfbK769Y5VSoq0l4TyI37vN5ga8sg_eh0S18BLTyZ5y6f2RJJDemjp-JA5pu_crPvqx6B5bJQz95krbJLavq0Lf5Jg8u652SMZD8CM9g31BgX4xozu2cwnAAqIFg/?imgmax=800" width="165" height="244" /></a></p> <p><font size="4" face="Andalus"><font size="3"><strong>What you are wearing</strong></font>: <font size="3">Some 12 month clothes that your Big E wore are already fitting. Mostly 9 month tops and leggings (that’s due to cloth diapers)</font></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Andalus"><strong>Something unique about you now: </strong>Your feet are still so tiny! You are barely in size 1 shoes---btw, what a perfect little pointed foot.</font></p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJgBb-3iB7xEOTDXgZSpTbz_yx4uFgLsXYbR2Q6rEUuTfZXxihWLZQUUqAcky7DV6nv5BsNfWrU-Oe-7S8FNUNhrMh8fIPa9hUU-ImzGWyHOPzWCke-CGD3jdHnuENvsHi_tn26w/s1600-h/DSC_01493.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0149" border="0" alt="DSC_0149" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrvpZLMJp5CY6B4GD_Lhnyoz81-yVn6mA_0OMRLye3dw71QBNn41hyjMnqR3G_4ASWCv7TOLrekHBtz5Ku7RIqaiMAb5atb4-PYnxzhIUjPY4KkN8xaWoqYkxzK_ktvBjcL83MUQ/?imgmax=800" width="165" height="244" /></a></p> <p><strong><font size="3" face="Andalus">What I love about you today</font></strong>: <font size="3" face="Andalus">How you kick your right foot when you are really sleepy, the way you suck your thumb and put your head on my chest after I nurse you in the middle of the night, how your face lights up and you squeal when Beckett makes you laugh! That boy is always doing something silly!</font></p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ3IyjdoUdxFqro5NONNS8xPH7hQHbloRnm7ZY2bhyBoYASYkK_J9gUhCiFdtN-Dgyj4PF0zLsX1nyVnXLqLzyWJWZ5M-oTMXHHnYOmhL8iMu-qfjwNhDeX4VIIwMBHq7k-6E6Zw/s1600-h/DSC_01283.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0128" border="0" alt="DSC_0128" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1m-h1zLPj4skTsOaCDQ1nX0X-5vdGdGVo9c5DEiVypLNi-OvTFKihIplzl9VZpwplepM_HdXxelqFaGH7F8Ma10YRyS3gZWUkK5eH-B9MHpgYJD3VcNeKHYfvqOV7U9VlOPeVwA/?imgmax=800" width="165" height="244" /></a></p> <p><font size="3" face="Andalus">You even watched Daddy through the glass the other night…time is flying!</font></p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8gcEajKz1F1cp0F6kKvLXDp6_RX-d5yX_M8C3u0IA1ccjXst6J8jkhfujDaR1zGonHvskOIXB0ahm-0D7vuwpzlE0Hr1OtHazu1HDGZe9OmoridNj2yy5wOiBpv6zRrjKnH1xjw/s1600-h/DSC_00987.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0098" border="0" alt="DSC_0098" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-a5mvkUNAqYE5IDuobZPm6v-QyTDbNrLmjc1WNNxb-3Ke1wUhRMLnWh7UQv2xyPjHKkfODsgTlZwWcH0voVNKLXyNbRClBn976bMsM1qkaTW4yhbbg63F3A71SL3zE2F-SyhcmA/?imgmax=800" width="165" height="244" /></a></p> <p>You are certainly living up to the meaning of your name and becoming our BRIGHT LIGHT…</p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzBiJTKx4lPvfP4p2LGCtuWcvgEdVHGXL36m4A9gwwKWRmameS_n7qVeyEX43SshA0__kEQo8dL3hgNvcyB_Ai-P3Zv0POz5SI2TgIhflsJtF26gU-YlzYwGgawSsr3VHH_zRbsg/s1600-h/DSC_01453.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0145" border="0" alt="DSC_0145" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5IInPjyY1EQXCA5vs7z2EMa2UKQgg3Bc7RNgIsjV7P-SwiTCRBI8udQfpxUh57r6k8IMx9ofZCfzK0-I9eknBJBiuPDJsiBmTuzRzPNHvV-72Z1B9giseb-ZEIHs2Rbldanhq8A/?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /></a></p> mama to manyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12546785325010108857noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37481860.post-14127319595203457892011-06-07T17:38:00.001-04:002011-06-07T17:38:23.838-04:00what did you do today?<p>often I think to myself…what did I do today? </p> <p>and by stating that question, I mean “what did I do today that was worth anything? what did I do that I NEEDED to do? that really makes a difference?”</p> <p>A DAY IN PICTURES</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-2-gAda1qBsc/Te6Z9-EgBGI/AAAAAAAAGDY/2Bs4E6E3tP0/s1600-h/DSC_0996%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0996" border="0" alt="DSC_0996" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-DyDgbHMPRxc/Te6Z-pCSeQI/AAAAAAAAGDc/LxfzsWK8MYU/DSC_0996_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /></a></p> <p>spontaneous art project-paper bag Indian vests</p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-8izO5wZcTGQ/Te6Z_m6LuHI/AAAAAAAAGDg/NRQ3kDVRVD8/s1600-h/DSC_1026%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_1026" border="0" alt="DSC_1026" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-rYhT65aAC68/Te6aADA1x0I/AAAAAAAAGDk/814m7YYhHB4/DSC_1026_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="165" height="244" /></a></p> <p>Evie modeling hers</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-3rjgUEXr_m8/Te6aBdI2QFI/AAAAAAAAGDo/YbOubwrg8IA/s1600-h/DSC_0997%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0997" border="0" alt="DSC_0997" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-K14H-JoMyrI/Te6aBrxdgaI/AAAAAAAAGDs/tgFL0povfxs/DSC_0997_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /></a></p> <p>Beckett drawing bad guy stripes on his!</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-6-Gjg4vm4x0/Te6aC9RNS7I/AAAAAAAAGDw/Uqiikjlomho/s1600-h/DSC_1000%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_1000" border="0" alt="DSC_1000" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-OVQS_grffR4/Te6aDcFerXI/AAAAAAAAGD0/Bo4_SxEuFTY/DSC_1000_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="165" height="244" /></a></p> <p>spent some time 1-on-1 with Eliebug…look who’s sitting up?!!?</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-We-4blBYFq8/Te6aEpztv-I/AAAAAAAAGD4/M5Mn8zQFgbE/s1600-h/DSC_1002%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_1002" border="0" alt="DSC_1002" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-M5sJLgbYddk/Te6aFBS9_5I/AAAAAAAAGD8/PUqlXmMDfKM/DSC_1002_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /></a></p> <p>Evie talked on the phone to Mia-AFTER she AND Beckett took a 2.5 hour nap-GLORY!</p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-B02Z0X75kTw/Te6aGHDJRGI/AAAAAAAAGEA/_lyeblz8sd0/s1600-h/DSC_1016%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_1016" border="0" alt="DSC_1016" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-gTkESS06CaA/Te6aGsPgNoI/AAAAAAAAGEE/ryQhcMV1D-o/DSC_1016_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /></a></p> <p>I did 3 loads of laundry…but the hamper is already filling back up</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-74H0D27x0sg/Te6aH9zEUPI/AAAAAAAAGEI/g3iLwQKUbz4/s1600-h/DSC_1010%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_1010" border="0" alt="DSC_1010" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-lr8pQxH9rp0/Te6aIT2yh0I/AAAAAAAAGEM/vl0JRgxGWMQ/DSC_1010_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /></a></p> <p>Wiped sticky fingerprints and messy stains off this table…several times!</p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-TgYIK7NddKU/Te6aJU65nyI/AAAAAAAAGEQ/wX3uH7cYj_8/s1600-h/DSC_1006%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_1006" border="0" alt="DSC_1006" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-l4QkvGV3I1g/Te6aJzBncDI/AAAAAAAAGEU/BBC6jssQqYM/DSC_1006_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /></a></p> <p>changed our first “real poop” diaper-thanks PRUNES!</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/--1wfXSHz3hw/Te6aK8KJNZI/AAAAAAAAGEY/CUuyfpu3HDg/s1600-h/DSC_1019%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_1019" border="0" alt="DSC_1019" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-g-LqPz-amSM/Te6aLbBPqsI/AAAAAAAAGEc/k7cb8sY7Sbk/DSC_1019_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="165" height="244" /></a></p> <p>I rearranged the kids’ room to accommodate Elin’s new crib-SHOCKER, I know…me rearranging!</p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-G89Nbj1_dDg/Te6aMcf5-6I/AAAAAAAAGEg/x_EGBk4mtzo/s1600-h/DSC_1014%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_1014" border="0" alt="DSC_1014" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-MzuOLm08ZRU/Te6aM_xHv8I/AAAAAAAAGEk/ul4PlOwAGS4/DSC_1014_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="165" height="244" /></a></p> <p>someone decided to unstuff our sweet sheep…</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-ybTayPORH6s/Te6aONuv-MI/AAAAAAAAGEo/AeDs_oxcUww/s1600-h/DSC_1015%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_1015" border="0" alt="DSC_1015" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-PLKCLKkbctQ/Te6aOlbLr1I/AAAAAAAAGEs/r1FJKmB48X4/DSC_1015_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /></a></p> <p>so she had to be REstuffed.</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-Cy45EZWzI2U/Te6aPig9nLI/AAAAAAAAGEw/yzLOASMSJbs/s1600-h/DSC_1008%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_1008" border="0" alt="DSC_1008" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-FOOb7RWlHNM/Te6aQLkMxUI/AAAAAAAAGE0/RaXz_4b1q2o/DSC_1008_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /></a></p> <p>I tried to find a place for the new plate I made a few weeks ago at DOART with the ladies from our church</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-ONtq2ORiV_s/Te6aR3kYztI/AAAAAAAAGE4/eVS3JPlY4WA/s1600-h/DSC_1007%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_1007" border="0" alt="DSC_1007" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-6BrhD3BdAjU/Te6aSdDlTII/AAAAAAAAGE8/pN-a1N_RFD0/DSC_1007_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /></a></p> <p>I watched the rain fall on our tomato plants and prayed for our neighbors</p> <p>and the BEST part of it all…</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-0U__CBHXsc0/Te6aTSOi1pI/AAAAAAAAGFA/IDcp_LigxDE/s1600-h/DSC_1021%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_1021" border="0" alt="DSC_1021" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-PWr_ztDpRe8/Te6aT_zvKII/AAAAAAAAGFE/WbnJ3CDjDqc/DSC_1021_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /></a></p> <p>hundreds of hugs, love and kisses from 3 very sweet babies.</p> <p>Staying at home is hard. but it sure makes life beautiful.</p> mama to manyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12546785325010108857noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37481860.post-49088812477135331082011-05-16T12:38:00.002-04:002011-05-16T12:54:37.303-04:00The greatest day of my life.While checking out at Publix last week, the cashier asked the guy behind me how his day was going. He replied nonchalantly, "best day of my life." I was thinking he must have become a grandfather or something totally special-the cashier said, "wish my day was going that well."...then he said, "its just a choice."<br /><br />yep. a choice. I am making a choice to make each day the "best day of my life".<br /><br />I get to kiss little cheeks and get a hundred hugs. <br /><br />speaking of hugs and kisses, today my "baby" is 6 months old. 1/2 way to a year. wow! what? she is quite the chunky peanut and even has double buns!<br /><br />Here are a few of her favorite things:<br />1. being held in the Ergo (or just being held)<br />2. nursing...nope, still not taking a bottle<br />3. waking up every 4 hours at night-she went 9 hours a few nights ago, so hoping she makes that a regular thing<br />4. her thumb. <br />5. evie. that sweet girl sure can get her sister to giggle.<br />6. chewing on ANYTHING!<br /><br />She is wearing 9 month clothes...need to buy her some new sleepers cause she is pretty long and chubby-have I mentioned that?<br /><br />HEALTH UPDATE:<br />Evie finished her antibiotics for strep throat which took 2 weeks to diagnose.<br /><br />I started having a sore throat (mostly lymph nodes tender) about 3 weeks ago, so last Monday, I called my doc just to check things out. After looking at my throat, she decided I had strep again and started me on a Zpack.<br /><br />After 2 days of antibiotics and no improvement, I went in for some blood work.<br /><br />Results: mommy has MONO<br /><br />I have felt pretty tired some days, but not sure if its from having 3 kids or mono!!<br /><br />Went in today for blood work to check my liver to make sure there isn't too much inflammation since mono can cause swelling in the liver and spleen (mono attacks the lymphocytes which are responsible for inflammation).<br /><br />so even through 6 months of sick days in the sutton house...this is still the GREATEST DAY OF MY LIFE.mama to manyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12546785325010108857noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37481860.post-62054622553000255652011-04-21T09:00:00.000-04:002011-04-21T09:22:16.314-04:00the faces of my man<p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TbAvg8ZOgJI/AAAAAAAAGDI/OOKL15Ckt-g/s1600-h/Kristy%20Sutton%5B1%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="Kristy Sutton" border="0" alt="Kristy Sutton" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/Ta842RCPn4I/AAAAAAAAGDM/TMnzZaiVJX0/Kristy%20Sutton_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="395" height="255" /></a></p> <p>I was looking over some old pictures that popped up in Picasa. Thought it was funny how my husband who doesn’t love change, changes so often!</p> mama to manyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12546785325010108857noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37481860.post-89152851109370103472011-04-20T15:36:00.001-04:002011-04-20T15:37:00.063-04:00Oh ye of little sleep<p>For the past 2 weeks, sleep has been lacking in a major way at Casa de Sutton. Elin started waking back up in the night to nurse…or just to cry for a few minutes. We are trying to let her “cry it out”, but that can get difficult when she is in a crib 6 inches from the end of our bed and have to lie there awake at 2:30, 4:00 and 6:15 listening to her scream…when all we want to do is close our eyes and drift back off to dreamland!</p> <p>Evie has been sick with something for almost 2 weeks. Fever, belly pain, and now neck tenderness. We ended up in the ER a week and a half ago on a Friday night because after hours was closed.  She was diagnosed with a UTI…although her culture grew NO BACTERIA. She had a round of antibiotics, some pain and mild fever towards the end of the course, but seemed fine by this past weekend. </p> <p>Monday morning, she started running fevers again and complained of diffuse belly aches and her throat hurting. We saw our pediatrician yesterday, gave another urine sample (that showed white blood cells and red blood cells) and sent that off for ANOTHER culture (not sure its going to show different results). She also had a rapid strep test which was negative, but that was also sent off for further testing. </p> <p>We should get results tomorrow afternoon and if both are negative, we will do some bloodwork and possibly an ultrasound to look at her belly. She is taking a nap now, which is very rare, so I know she doesn’t feel great!</p> <p>To top off this mess, Beckett fell asleep at Chickfila last night while we were having dinner and was running a fever…this is how my night went:</p> <p>7:00-B falls asleep at CFA with a fever</p> <p>7:45-arrive home, give B Motrin and put him to sleep</p> <p>by 10:30, Evie is finally asleep as is Elin</p> <p>12:45-Elin wakes up to nurse…we are letting her cry, but I just want her to stop, so I give in and bring her to bed to nurse.</p> <p>2:30-Wake up, put Elin back in her bed so I can get more comfortable</p> <p>4:00-I wake up to a hot little boy leaning over my bed…he climbs in, I get up, give him Motrin and milk</p> <p>5:07-Elin starts crying</p> <p>5:08-Make Zach take B back to his bed so Elin doesn’t really wake him up</p> <p>5:13-Elin stops crying and goes back to sleep</p> <p>7:06-Zach jumps out of bed thinking he overslept (but he didn’t)</p> <p>7:10-Elin wakes up, nurse her</p> <p>7:20-Put Elin back in her crib. I am up now.</p> <p>7:45-lying on the couch, Evie gets up-WHAT?  she usually sleeps in. yes, fever 100.8</p> <p>Zach left for work at 8:30 and my sweet friend, Mandi brought me Starbucks around noon----oh what love!!!! Made my day!</p> <p>God has been sustaining me and I have been quite productive around the house despite the sickies!!!  Now mama needs shower and a good night’s sleep…or a massage and coffee…a shopping spree to Target…prepared meals for a week…anything along those lines would be great!! <img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-smile" alt="Smile" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/Ta812mocnXI/AAAAAAAAGC0/OjlZ7U83_SM/wlEmoticon-smile%5B2%5D.png?imgmax=800" />  Thanks for the prayers!</p> mama to manyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12546785325010108857noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37481860.post-50943917063495155102011-04-01T11:31:00.001-04:002011-04-01T11:31:08.094-04:00Happy Birthday Papi<p>Since we are a few hundred miles away from our Papi on his birthday, Evie thought it would be great to make a special birthday banner for him-totally her idea and she has been working on it all morning!!!  She taped each page together by herself and then we hung it on the wall!!!</p> <p> </p> <p>HAPPY BIRTHDYA PAPI!!!</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TZXvmYRwx7I/AAAAAAAAGB0/kw7ufigk7Gc/s1600-h/DSC_0874%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0874" border="0" alt="DSC_0874" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TZXvm9IQyaI/AAAAAAAAGB4/G0ADfrpchEo/DSC_0874_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TZXvn4m-ruI/AAAAAAAAGB8/vsDTJncOSRM/s1600-h/DSC_0875%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0875" border="0" alt="DSC_0875" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TZXvoaFz_8I/AAAAAAAAGCA/KOdhouiSQVU/DSC_0875_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TZXvpqCsg_I/AAAAAAAAGCE/AwBVw2MR7fo/s1600-h/DSC_0883%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0883" border="0" alt="DSC_0883" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TZXvqxpRQFI/AAAAAAAAGCI/2aGuAVTQb6I/DSC_0883_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="165" height="244" /></a><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TZXvrzJ2MuI/AAAAAAAAGCM/TWkV4HxULyI/s1600-h/DSC_0878%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0878" border="0" alt="DSC_0878" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TZXvscjkv6I/AAAAAAAAGCQ/D0va53QV4OQ/DSC_0878_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="165" height="244" /></a></p> <p>this one is of Rapunzel—see her hair blowing in the wind?!</p> <p>and here is little sweetness…</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TZXvtb_AWII/AAAAAAAAGCU/7103fjMo15M/s1600-h/DSC_0868%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0868" border="0" alt="DSC_0868" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TZXvtoT1J_I/AAAAAAAAGCY/szWCpAM4nBk/DSC_0868_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TZXvuZ5BKuI/AAAAAAAAGCc/97EF8shPQfQ/s1600-h/DSC_0854%5B4%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0854" border="0" alt="DSC_0854" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TZXvu1RCJVI/AAAAAAAAGCg/nxaDNdaMMHs/DSC_0854_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="325" height="484" /></a></p> <p>I LOVE these sweet cheeks!</p> mama to manyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12546785325010108857noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37481860.post-12688407952719508322011-01-22T16:27:00.001-05:002011-01-22T16:27:15.667-05:00Crazy days with a family of 5<p>Wow!  Blogging failure!  </p> <p>We have been super busy, traveling for the holidays, trying to get and stay well, and remodeling our kitchen-WHEW!</p> <p>Here are some snapshots of the last few weeks and happenings at the Sutton home:</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TTtLSZj91rI/AAAAAAAAFWo/dEcd-I0vzWQ/s1600-h/DSC_0116%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: ; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0116" border="0" alt="DSC_0116" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TTtLUDc8z0I/AAAAAAAAFWs/n7apkg_91NY/DSC_0116_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /></a></p> <p>Zach put in NEW counter tops (LOVE) and painted the cabinets white-we have been dreaming about doing a project like this since we moved in almost 5 years ago!!</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TTtLVePVdfI/AAAAAAAAFWw/kqgAQl4Dxhc/s1600-h/DSC_0107%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: ; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0107" border="0" alt="DSC_0107" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TTtLV76qOLI/AAAAAAAAFW0/k33prhmVWYQ/DSC_0107_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /></a></p> <p>Elin and Uncle Jeremy celebrating his 32nd birthday in Alabama last week</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TTtLXI0XxaI/AAAAAAAAFW4/cHwF6b711wQ/s1600-h/DSC_0083%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: ; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0083" border="0" alt="DSC_0083" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TTtLXse0rjI/AAAAAAAAFW8/5RbqJzUQbKU/DSC_0083_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /></a></p> <p>snuggles with Mia and Papi in Bama</p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TTtLYz-G1GI/AAAAAAAAFXA/Y6_f6oJH4CE/s1600-h/DSC_0077%5B4%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: ; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0077" border="0" alt="DSC_0077" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TTtLZcTAN4I/AAAAAAAAFXE/80RGbzlFVnU/DSC_0077_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="325" height="484" /></a></p> <p>one of my favorite pictures to date-looks like Evie is holding a baby doll!!!</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TTtLaoChOqI/AAAAAAAAFXI/At01GzqDTcQ/s1600-h/DSC_0033%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: ; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0033" border="0" alt="DSC_0033" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TTtLa9dPLOI/AAAAAAAAFXM/JwxhDSba9yw/DSC_0033_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /></a></p> <p>We got to meet up with one of my best life-long friends SC and her sweet girls at the Fun Factory-Evie Kate and Helen Catherine were BFFs from the moment they met! </p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TTtLbkO9kwI/AAAAAAAAFXQ/aQaKaldnhxM/s1600-h/DSC_0019%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: ; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0019" border="0" alt="DSC_0019" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TTtLcZ4kt_I/AAAAAAAAFXU/5zsaIjAo4p0/DSC_0019_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="165" height="244" /></a></p> <p>Beckett “skating” for the 1st time </p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TTtLdCkG1LI/AAAAAAAAFXY/rN2hLDuawjM/s1600-h/DSC_0015%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: ; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0015" border="0" alt="DSC_0015" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TTtLdvvtcwI/AAAAAAAAFXc/OdqVfek_TJs/DSC_0015_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="165" height="244" /></a></p> <p>Aunt MA and Eliebug cuddling together</p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TTtLfk1vW2I/AAAAAAAAFXg/BN2Rab0_L_E/s1600-h/DSC_0045%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: ; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0045" border="0" alt="DSC_0045" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TTtLgCDZ_vI/AAAAAAAAFXk/IvPFS6eKQ5U/DSC_0045_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /></a></p> <p>We found a REAL train in Enterprise and hopped on-Beckett was so excited!</p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TTtLhrW-xLI/AAAAAAAAFXo/rRdv3XeNJjU/s1600-h/DSC_0063%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: ; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0063" border="0" alt="DSC_0063" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TTtLiMYn4gI/AAAAAAAAFXs/DfuThLsuXVs/DSC_0063_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /></a></p> <p>someone snapped a moment of discipline in progress.  there are many of those throughout my day!</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TTtLjfZW9rI/AAAAAAAAFXw/LQClKbzFYz8/s1600-h/DSC_0003%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: ; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0003" border="0" alt="DSC_0003" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TTtLjo2ksTI/AAAAAAAAFX0/z0TzWAOLgjA/DSC_0003_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /></a></p> <p>Elin Faith sleeping on Mia’s bed…pure sweetness!</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TTtLk683LgI/AAAAAAAAFX4/nMFRBMiA6-4/s1600-h/DSC_0131%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: ; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0131" border="0" alt="DSC_0131" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TTtLlQxkzeI/AAAAAAAAFX8/K87MJ_s_dxY/DSC_0131_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /></a></p> <p>3 beautiful munchkins</p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TTtLmpX34aI/AAAAAAAAFYA/vc-elEeGocY/s1600-h/DSC_0130%5B6%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: ; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0130" border="0" alt="DSC_0130" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TTtLnHijdpI/AAAAAAAAFYE/DCHAUcnx7H0/DSC_0130_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="644" height="432" /></a></p> <p>Bright Light of Faith is 2 months old!  WHAT?!  and getting chubbier with every passing day-LOVE THAT!</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TTtLoSFOsrI/AAAAAAAAFYI/wr88y_mBnZ8/s1600-h/DSC_0172%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: ; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0172" border="0" alt="DSC_0172" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TTtLo52CFyI/AAAAAAAAFYM/kwrTt2A4NBc/DSC_0172_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="165" height="244" /></a><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TTtLqGb2eQI/AAAAAAAAFYQ/T3q7kcWW3I0/s1600-h/DSC_0174%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: ; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0174" border="0" alt="DSC_0174" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TTtLqpw4S9I/AAAAAAAAFYU/ws-z9ZnQRPU/DSC_0174_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="165" height="244" /></a></p> <p>Evie and Beckett as pirates at their friend Owen’s 3rd birthday party today-his mama did a GREAT job and the kids had a blast hunting for treasure in their homemade outfits!</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TTtLr_YsKMI/AAAAAAAAFYY/F9kI1UAlj5o/s1600-h/DSC_0177%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: ; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0177" border="0" alt="DSC_0177" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TTtLsc2lZJI/AAAAAAAAFYc/2tAvQ9enbCw/DSC_0177_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /></a></p> <p>…and lastly, e&e relaxin’ together watching Strawberry Shortcake while I clean the bathroom <img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-smile" alt="Smile" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TTtLsqJcQEI/AAAAAAAAFYg/0D31c6l3G14/wlEmoticon-smile%5B2%5D.png?imgmax=800" /></p> <p>Thanks for the prayers lately…I had strep throat this week, but am finishing antibiotics and feeling almost back to normal-thanks to my AMAZING mom who came down from Alabama to nurse me back to health!</p> mama to manyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12546785325010108857noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37481860.post-43405346324582090332010-12-18T10:50:00.001-05:002010-12-18T10:50:51.450-05:00Sneezes and coughs and fever, OH MY!<p>It’s been quite a month since little E arrived. Evie and Beckett both had colds when she was born, so we tried to keep them away, but Elin still ended up with a cold…they all seemed to be better until 2 weeks ago when Evie started out with a fever, cough- which she passed on to Beckett 4 days later—which he passed on to Elin (minus the fever).</p> <p>I spent several hours last weekend in the clinic with Elin to find out she had RSV.  We managed the symptoms at home, revisited the pediatrician during the week and then she passed it on to me!</p> <p>Zach stayed home from work for the first time ever to take care of all of us!!!  No  rest for the weary…or the moms who nurse their babies!  I slept on the couch while Elin slept in the swing, next to the humidifier-what a mess we had!</p> <p>We all seem to be on the up and  up, with our lingering coughs, but thanking God we are all better (and Zach was spared!)  Now, time for Christmas!</p> <p>Here are some pictures since little E’s arrival:</p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TQzYJYR68JI/AAAAAAAAFVM/mVLhPxjxT4A/s1600-h/DSC_0593%5B5%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: ; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0593" border="0" alt="DSC_0593" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TQzYJ2XVkII/AAAAAAAAFVQ/V7yGdqwzXwE/DSC_0593_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="165" height="244" /></a></p> <p>Uncle Tony, Uncle Stacy, and Katie stopped by to see us after a gator game</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TQzYKsF_-kI/AAAAAAAAFVU/1B34OMgNPmw/s1600-h/DSC_0555%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: ; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0555" border="0" alt="DSC_0555" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TQzYLgD7itI/AAAAAAAAFVY/Wb3jP71l414/DSC_0555_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /></a></p> <p>milk drunk. </p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TQzYMa3M9DI/AAAAAAAAFVc/fPnq-KFjvwU/s1600-h/DSC_0638%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: ; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0638" border="0" alt="DSC_0638" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TQzYM1Tt4qI/AAAAAAAAFVg/Ta3DihxcIk0/DSC_0638_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="165" height="244" /></a></p> <p>On Thanksgiving…ADORABLE!</p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TQzYNrFVP5I/AAAAAAAAFVk/XyzxliEVeBA/s1600-h/DSC_0647%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: ; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0647" border="0" alt="DSC_0647" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TQzYOLC9PtI/AAAAAAAAFVo/9B05KETXuu0/DSC_0647_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="165" height="244" /></a></p> <p>With Mommy after Thanksgiving dinner #1</p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TQzYQEZ_B3I/AAAAAAAAFVs/OGgHl5sfDio/s1600-h/DSC_0645%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: ; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0645" border="0" alt="DSC_0645" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TQzYQeDZJ6I/AAAAAAAAFVw/iLxh03As6pw/DSC_0645_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /></a></p> <p>the growing gang at Nana’s house</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TQzYRe9E8QI/AAAAAAAAFV0/uAkvDoi_vCs/s1600-h/DSC_0769%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: ; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0769" border="0" alt="DSC_0769" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TQzYR6XFIQI/AAAAAAAAFV4/xZ1b3b67nUI/DSC_0769_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="165" height="244" /></a></p> <p>pure pink sweetness</p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TQzYTevf9MI/AAAAAAAAFV8/Rz6CxWKdr54/s1600-h/DSC_0828%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: ; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0828" border="0" alt="DSC_0828" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TQzYTwWzIxI/AAAAAAAAFWA/3QSAZmRQA1o/DSC_0828_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /></a></p> <p>we borrowed cousin Natalie’s sac, but the lighting wasn’t great for good pictures….</p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TQzYUyjFRcI/AAAAAAAAFWE/FIEBA-8bd_o/s1600-h/DSC_0878%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: ; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0878" border="0" alt="DSC_0878" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TQzYVeZ9FSI/AAAAAAAAFWI/aga4Mnn7NFM/DSC_0878_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="165" height="244" /></a></p> <p>matching outfits with cousin Natalie who was due the day after me, but born on November 8th…what fun to have so many babies (and girls!!!)</p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TQzYWS-aYEI/AAAAAAAAFWM/cuT_euYu4oQ/s1600-h/DSC_1012%5B4%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: ; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_1012" border="0" alt="DSC_1012" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TQzYWkK3d-I/AAAAAAAAFWQ/WKXscNkYJTA/DSC_1012_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /></a></p> <p>we are cloth diapering and I am loving it!!!!  no more wasting money on disposables (well, only on Beckett til he is potty trained!)  They are a little bulky, but so easy to use!</p> <p>Elin is still an angel and sleeping a good 5 hour stretch every night. She rarely cries and only gets super upset when she has a poopy diaper. She falls asleep without the aid of a pacifier and for that I am grateful. </p> <p>She is fitting nicely into newborn clothes, but can do some 0-3 months with the cloth diapers. She weighed 9 pounds 3 ounces at her appointment on Tuesday (but that was not NAKED)…still, she might be our meatiest baby yet!  so  much for IUGR!</p> <p>I am loving every second of her and trying to remember each smell, touch and moment of having a tiny one around because it goes by sooo fast…I love these kids and my heart is full!</p> mama to manyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12546785325010108857noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37481860.post-11020891798388793342010-11-19T22:02:00.001-05:002010-11-19T22:02:58.364-05:00Elin’s BIRTHday!<p>Well, she’s here!  Many of you have asked, so here is her story:</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TOc5y8owiII/AAAAAAAAFQY/dy4cUp-kqVg/s1600-h/Elin%20Faith%20Sutton%5B4%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: ; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="Elin Faith Sutton" border="0" alt="Elin Faith Sutton" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TOc5zedO0YI/AAAAAAAAFQc/IDVgddvOUJI/Elin%20Faith%20Sutton_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="447" height="304" /></a></p> <p>As you may know, she had been measuring small on the past three ultrasounds, in the 2nd percentile and there was a questionable diagnosis of IUGR (intrauterine growth restriction). She looked healthy, so we continued to monitor her via ultrasound and non-stress tests every week.</p> <p>My midwife wanted to induce 5 days early, on the 8th, but my cervix was not favorable and we decided to wait another week.  As we entered the weekend, I thought she might arrive on her due date as I was having contractions ALL day on Saturday. Libby, my midwife was out of town Sunday, so I was praying she would wait to arrive!</p> <p>And she did.</p> <p>We saw Libby Monday and decided to induce Tuesday morning…40 weeks, 3 days (so much for a baby arriving early in OUR family—cozy womb syndrome <img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-smile" alt="Smile" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TOc5z0dnfaI/AAAAAAAAFQg/Ci9fXhAlRsY/wlEmoticon-smile%5B2%5D.png?imgmax=800" />)</p> <p>I was excited to finally get things going, but more nervous than ever about being induced and enduring the pain of childbirth for the third time.  </p> <p>We got to the hospital around 7:30 Tuesday morning, got settled in our room, including 3 sticks to get an IV in me (happens every time!)  Libby showed up around 9 and Pitocin was hung at 9:15.  At this point, I was dilated 3-4 cm and 50% effaced.  Mia, Papi, Yaya and Paw Paw arrived and we hung out in the room, waiting for things to intensify. </p> <p>Contractions were coming almost every 2 minutes, but were bearable.  Thought we would have a baby by lunchtime, but at 1:15, Libby was back to break my water…still only 4cm, 70% effaced!  Not a lot of progress…so began the disappointment. </p> <p>Once my water was broken, things started intensifying.  Libby went back to the office and after 1.5 hours, I asked our AMAZING nurse to check me-7 cm, so Libby was called back to the hospital.</p> <p>Contractions were every 2 minutes, so I got in the shower to help my back pain (found out later that she was posterior---just like Evie, causing my severe back pain during this time!) While in the shower, I started feeling the need to push…Libby got me back in bed and I was only 8 cm!! WHAT?! !  How was that possible?  I told her I couldn’t do it, that I didn’t want to.  I needed something (that’s what I say every time, but this time I meant it!!!  really, I meant it!)</p> <p>She told me the only way to feel better now was to deliver the baby.  NOT what I wanted to hear. She said she thought it would only be another 30  minutes…again, NOT what I wanted to hear. I told her I couldn’t do another 30 minutes of this!</p> <p>Thankfully, I had an awesome nurse who was massaging my back with smell-good lotion <img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-smile" alt="Smile" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TOc5z0dnfaI/AAAAAAAAFQg/Ci9fXhAlRsY/wlEmoticon-smile%5B2%5D.png?imgmax=800" /> and I would squeeze the life out of Zach’s and Libby’s hand with each contraction.  About 10 minutes later, I was pushing, the baby’s heart rate dropped, Libby jumped (literally) into her gown and ran over to the side of the bed…told me to slow my pushing and out came little Elin Faith-all 6 pounds, 9 ounces! </p> <p>The first thing out of my mouth was, “I don’t ever want to do that again.”  No epidural, no pain meds, just pure stupidity. I would call it ignorance, but I knew better! I know we were made to do this childbirth thing, but it’s the labor part that stinks.</p> <p>I think she looks a lot like my baby pictures, a good mix of Evie and Beckett. </p> <p>We are on day 3 and so far, NO PACIFIER! She could be our “best” baby yet. She is quite content and only fusses when she is ready to eat.  I am totally in love and lacking sleep, but soaking in every sweet moment.</p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TOc51Ak8SHI/AAAAAAAAFQk/_e-O2JkqatE/s1600-h/DSC_0387%5B5%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: ; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0387" border="0" alt="DSC_0387" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TOc51tysyzI/AAAAAAAAFQo/_oDDaX6zAXE/DSC_0387_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="256" height="181" /></a></p> <p>Leaving for the hospital at 7:00</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TOc52ZxymFI/AAAAAAAAFQs/zVTACnqNHvk/s1600-h/DSC_0397%5B5%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: ; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0397" border="0" alt="DSC_0397" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TOc52xy0bOI/AAAAAAAAFQw/eeOzgvhCa-0/DSC_0397_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="185" height="271" /></a></p> <p>One of the last belly shots…all hooked up and ready to go (can you tell I’m not having contractions yet?)</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TOc543GIEVI/AAAAAAAAFQ0/rVL82m_XvuQ/s1600-h/DSC_0415%5B4%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: ; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0415" border="0" alt="DSC_0415" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TOc55d1uccI/AAAAAAAAFQ4/taTx_SHWHF4/DSC_0415_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="279" height="193" /></a></p> <p>So glad she’s here but thinking about NEVER doing that again!</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TOc56h88m-I/AAAAAAAAFQ8/YLIaJnjpcrI/s1600-h/DSC_0428%5B4%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: ; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0428" border="0" alt="DSC_0428" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TOc57MsAr6I/AAAAAAAAFRA/PWnU-EtGOjE/DSC_0428_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="273" height="189" /></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TOc58eKThqI/AAAAAAAAFRE/cdZE-k9hd0A/s1600-h/DSC_0436%5B4%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: ; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0436" border="0" alt="DSC_0436" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TOc58_SI7xI/AAAAAAAAFRI/QiAgZFUxRRU/DSC_0436_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="293" height="203" /></a> </p> <p>Elin getting her newborn check by our good friend Dave who just happened to be on L/D this week!  </p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TOc5-XhJJnI/AAAAAAAAFRM/DZKR6qN7dAw/s1600-h/DSC_0441%5B4%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: ; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0441" border="0" alt="DSC_0441" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TOc5-2Xr45I/AAAAAAAAFRQ/B7a98N-Ndn0/DSC_0441_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="263" height="182" /></a></p> <p>Papi with his newest little angel…he drove down for a few hours just to see her arrive</p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TOc6AWmLnLI/AAAAAAAAFRU/yIcPYfRIOP8/s1600-h/DSC_0444%5B4%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: ; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0444" border="0" alt="DSC_0444" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TOc6AwkXVjI/AAAAAAAAFRY/JrmL-1Jfzkg/DSC_0444_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="247" height="171" /></a></p> <p>Paw Paw and Yaya with their 2nd grandchild born this month…one more to go!</p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TOc6CSdAjVI/AAAAAAAAFRc/LDfJDio10xg/s1600-h/DSC_0468%5B4%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: ; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0468" border="0" alt="DSC_0468" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TOc6C9ZqO2I/AAAAAAAAFRg/DoOjocS18go/DSC_0468_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="283" height="196" /></a></p> <p>Evie and Beckett meeting their new sister. Evie kept saying, “She’s so beautiful” and Beckett just wanted to eat a cupcake. </p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TOc6EG9HbcI/AAAAAAAAFRk/FeoUCz3d3sA/s1600-h/DSC_0448%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: ; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0448" border="0" alt="DSC_0448" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TOc6EtFGpRI/AAAAAAAAFRo/CkJtRZngEvE/DSC_0448_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TOc6F-UPEZI/AAAAAAAAFRs/GMcfaAcrbvk/s1600-h/DSC_0479%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: ; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0479" border="0" alt="DSC_0479" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TOc6G43BYgI/AAAAAAAAFRw/_G6eMM69dvE/DSC_0479_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /></a></p> <p>With our FABULOUS midwife, Libby. She has delivered all of our kids and I couldn’t have done it without her…seriously!</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TOc6IjTs_KI/AAAAAAAAFR0/T0R585wPbpI/s1600-h/DSC_0488%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: ; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0488" border="0" alt="DSC_0488" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TOc6JXb1ZyI/AAAAAAAAFR4/Z6HIZ_lWjgQ/DSC_0488_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /></a></p> <p>The kids with our labor and delivery nurse, Kristin…she was amazing!!!  (notice Beckett using the hospital socks as gloves!)</p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TOc6KYuAu5I/AAAAAAAAFR8/MxwIyD-XPc0/s1600-h/DSC_0491%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: ; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0491" border="0" alt="DSC_0491" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TOc6K4poEtI/AAAAAAAAFSA/258k16Mqsb8/DSC_0491_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="165" height="244" /></a></p> <p>Mia getting her lovin’</p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TOc6MJdcp2I/AAAAAAAAFSE/0wpOI5OKZ8E/s1600-h/DSC_0493%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: ; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0493" border="0" alt="DSC_0493" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TOc6NIuhsQI/AAAAAAAAFSI/N7wrGH2pUb8/DSC_0493_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="165" height="244" /></a></p> <p>Some of our guesses…Nana was right on the time-EXACTLY! and Jason was a little off on the length-haha</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TOc6OXsuNNI/AAAAAAAAFSM/l3lmzbRyiKI/s1600-h/DSC_0506%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: ; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0506" border="0" alt="DSC_0506" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TOc6O2JCIdI/AAAAAAAAFSQ/zIcInbFwpVE/DSC_0506_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /></a></p> <p>snoozing in the hospital room</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TOc6QG_qa_I/AAAAAAAAFSU/Xv56yX7GD_A/s1600-h/DSC_0526%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: ; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0526" border="0" alt="DSC_0526" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TOc6QuEXx6I/AAAAAAAAFSY/qtmsNnihQfU/DSC_0526_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="165" height="244" /></a></p> <p>one of her few crying moments</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TOc6R4frWKI/AAAAAAAAFSc/QEciztl31xA/s1600-h/DSC_0530%5B5%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: ; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0530" border="0" alt="DSC_0530" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TOc6SHv-W7I/AAAAAAAAFSg/V_YXdU2xYkQ/DSC_0530_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="274" height="197" /></a></p> <p>waiting for our ride home-nothing we brought fit her, so she ended up in a onesie, but had some CUTE pink bow to go with it!!!</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TOc6TZPO2EI/AAAAAAAAFSk/mIF9Hiz90Jk/s1600-h/DSC_0542%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: ; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0542" border="0" alt="DSC_0542" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TOc6T2Ar9lI/AAAAAAAAFSo/AJcj7VLbfHM/DSC_0542_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="165" height="244" /></a></p> <p>Elin’s first car ride with a really happy big brother and big sister</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TOc6Vy8oYDI/AAAAAAAAFSs/db_hkrav7u0/s1600-h/DSC_0548%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: ; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0548" border="0" alt="DSC_0548" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TOc6WVmIBmI/AAAAAAAAFSw/EwLjSYmP6EU/DSC_0548_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /></a></p> <p>Evie threw her a princess welcome home birthday party, complete with princess tiaras!</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TOc6Xc6yZNI/AAAAAAAAFS0/Wltg1Y0Kf_c/s1600-h/DSC_0589%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: ; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0589" border="0" alt="DSC_0589" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TOc6YdeDqkI/AAAAAAAAFS4/gzoe3AVXJkQ/DSC_0589_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /></a></p> <p>Elin swinging tonight for a few minutes…that was all she lasted</p> <p>The kids went back to Alabama for a few days to hang out with Mia and Papi while Zach and I get to know Elin! Thank to them for being such a huge help!!!!</p> mama to manyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12546785325010108857noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37481860.post-64819517897865055962010-11-09T10:12:00.001-05:002010-11-09T10:12:58.290-05:00Passing the time<p>While we wait for the arrival of our sweet little girl, we’ve been quite busy.  Last week, our good friend, Michelle took some pictures of us out in Haile. Of course, even though its Fall, the high was 92 degrees that day-needless to say, it was hot and we were all sweating…I was praying we got at least ONE good shot!</p> <p>But, she worked her magic and some wonderful moments were captured:</p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TNlkyofJDAI/AAAAAAAAFPQ/zFKhuZwB8wc/s1600-h/bellysit%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: ; border-left: ; margin: ; padding-left: ; padding-right: ; display: inline; border-top: ; border-right: ; padding-top: " title="bellysit" alt="bellysit" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TNlkzResqLI/AAAAAAAAFPY/pr1Pp6JArgI/bellysit_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="160" height="240" /></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TNlk0fg8FII/AAAAAAAAFPc/R6A6__Y1GTs/s1600-h/zandk%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: ; border-left: ; margin: ; padding-left: ; padding-right: ; display: inline; border-top: ; border-right: ; padding-top: " title="zandk" alt="zandk" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TNlk05LiX6I/AAAAAAAAFPg/EJDLHRO6pWo/zandk_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="160" height="240" /></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TNlk2HW-iwI/AAAAAAAAFPk/yalEMQl7YKg/s1600-h/swingingfamily%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: ; border-left: ; margin: ; padding-left: ; padding-right: ; display: inline; border-top: ; border-right: ; padding-top: " title="swingingfamily" alt="swingingfamily" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TNlk25iY7EI/AAAAAAAAFPo/O0BzqCiJlZw/swingingfamily_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="160" /></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TNlk4F2nejI/AAAAAAAAFPs/6PemoAcX2F0/s1600-h/four%5B4%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: ; border-left: ; margin: ; padding-left: ; padding-right: ; display: inline; border-top: ; border-right: ; padding-top: " title="four" alt="four" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TNlk4oFHcVI/AAAAAAAAFPw/aEPYp6CXIy4/four_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="160" height="240" /></a></p> <p>We went Trick or Treating a couple of nights and got more candy than we NEED!!</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TNlk6NRFiiI/AAAAAAAAFP0/WuUNG0IsV60/s1600-h/DSC_0332%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: ; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0332" border="0" alt="DSC_0332" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TNlk690uU-I/AAAAAAAAFP4/ib3D4RGm0_c/DSC_0332_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="165" height="244" /></a></p> <p>Belle all dressed up!</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TNlk75axOII/AAAAAAAAFP8/Qf0J9wyKFxQ/s1600-h/DSC_0335%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: ; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0335" border="0" alt="DSC_0335" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TNlk8aqWo3I/AAAAAAAAFQA/55ZTpPKAs9k/DSC_0335_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="165" height="244" /></a></p> <p>Beckett, the KNIGHT and Sam the CONDUCTOR…crazy boys!</p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TNlk9XPCGlI/AAAAAAAAFQE/XOA1X43-eoQ/s1600-h/DSC_0376%5B4%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: ; border-left: ; margin: ; padding-left: ; padding-right: ; display: inline; border-top: ; border-right: ; padding-top: " title="DSC_0376" alt="DSC_0376" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TNlk-HhR_KI/AAAAAAAAFQI/XKa78FWYULI/DSC_0376_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="161" /></a></p> <p>This morning we made some more banana bread since our last batch turned out so yummy!!!!</p> <p>We are FOUR days away from Elin’s due date…she is growing, so they are letting her come when she’s ready-which makes me happy, although I would love to be not pregnant anymore!  </p> <p>So while we wait, I am doing my best to enjoy these last few days of mothering 2 little blessings…I know crazy, fun days are ahead!!!</p> mama to manyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12546785325010108857noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37481860.post-30504659197977658272010-10-23T00:19:00.001-04:002010-10-23T00:19:58.633-04:00Elin update<p>We had a second ultrasound tonight…took forever, but got good news. Elin has grown (estimating her to be around 5 lbs 3 ounces right now). She is still small, but trending on the curve well.</p> <p>Going in tomorrow after Evie’s birthday party for a non stress test in labor and delivery. Have to have another NST in a week and a 3rd ultrasound in 2 more weeks.</p> <p>Thanking God she is healthy and just small like her big sister-no complaints from this mama for small babies (especially when it comes to natural childbirth!)</p> <p>we did get one good profile shot of her on 3D tonight:</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TMJiaEF89oI/AAAAAAAAFPI/PHWOlY7gc9Y/s1600-h/BABY%2010-22-10_10%5B2%5D.png"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="BABY 10-22-10_10" border="0" alt="BABY 10-22-10_10" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TMJibRFo8-I/AAAAAAAAFPM/iLElieVZUac/BABY%2010-22-10_10_thumb%5B7%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="330" height="484" /></a> </p> <p>for those that need help looking at this shot :):</p> <p>she is its a profile shot-she is looking to the left side of the screen and has her elbow up by her chin squishing her little face and nose.  (almost looks like she is sucking her thumb, but she’s not)</p> <p>Her eyes were closed..sleeping for a change!  but a sweet profile shot of those little cheeks and face that we will be looking at in a few weeks!  oh precious!!!</p> mama to manyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12546785325010108857noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37481860.post-77705747139646903522010-10-17T21:03:00.001-04:002010-10-17T21:03:08.189-04:00less than 4 weeks<p align="center">WAHOOOOO-we’re almost there! Hopefully four weeks from yesterday, we will have a sweet, tiny little Elin Faith in our arms!  </p> <p align="center">I am still feeling great but wouldn’t complain if she decided to show up tonight!!   Doubt she will arrive early if she follows in the steps of her big brother and big sister.  We will have another ultrasound this Friday night to take a look at her growth, but she is certainly continuing to be a little squirmer in there!</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TLucwdeGZlI/AAAAAAAAFOw/ZlQE6OUaWGQ/s1600-h/DSC_0099%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC_0099" border="0" alt="DSC_0099" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TLucwgyXJyI/AAAAAAAAFO0/LvlFgCCl73k/DSC_0099_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="211" height="244" /></a> </p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TLucxiOdbWI/AAAAAAAAFO4/U0GSMVKlUHU/s1600-h/DSC_0096%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC_0096" border="0" alt="DSC_0096" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TLucyDhU3lI/AAAAAAAAFO8/dnsv6WU6FcA/DSC_0096_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="166" /></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TLucyaX94vI/AAAAAAAAFPA/45KGv6fBH3I/s1600-h/DSC_0100%5B4%5D.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC_0100" border="0" alt="DSC_0100" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TLucy_wLDqI/AAAAAAAAFPE/yb_sAEPFss8/DSC_0100_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="292" height="484" /></a></p> mama to manyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12546785325010108857noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37481860.post-37464296273337739592010-10-09T23:43:00.001-04:002010-10-09T23:43:40.877-04:00Elin’s Growth Ultrasound<p>At my appointment last week with Libby, she found that I was measuring about 4 weeks behind and ordered an ultrasound to check on Elin’s growth.</p> <p>Mia and Papi were driving down to Orlando for the weekend, so perfect timing to be able to join us for the 2 hour wait at Dr. Buchanan’s office (very typical to wait for hours for the man)…our appointment was at 7:00 (YES!  in the evening!!) and we were in the van at 9:08…not bad in my opinion for Dr. B’s history :)</p> <p>Long story-short. She is measuring around 33 weeks (I am 35) which puts her in the 10th percentile for growth…maybe around 4 lbs 10 ounces or so. He did a biophysical profile on her showing us her breathing, amniotic fluid levels, reflexes, movement and proportions were all beautiful!  </p> <p>We tried to get a 3D picture of her little face, but she was either shy or awfully cunning :)  She kept her little hands in front of her face the whole time…and Dr. B was pretty patient just sitting there waiting for her to move.</p> <p>He did confirm, however, that she is indeed a girl! :)  Thanks goodness…</p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TLE2W-9IcoI/AAAAAAAAFOY/SEnNEkrDPuc/s1600-h/BABY%2010-08-10_1.png"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="BABY 10-08-10_1" border="0" alt="BABY 10-08-10_1" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TLE2XliobzI/AAAAAAAAFOc/kixnOjiXtkU/BABY%2010-08-10_1_thumb.png?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /></a> </p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TLE2Y4s_XeI/AAAAAAAAFOg/ZwoSfmwq8F8/s1600-h/BABY%2010-08-10_4.png"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="BABY 10-08-10_4" border="0" alt="BABY 10-08-10_4" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TLE2ZsehjII/AAAAAAAAFOk/F-pudqFPe4Y/BABY%2010-08-10_4_thumb.png?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /></a> </p> <p></p> <p>a picture of her fist…that’s as good as it got, folks!</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TLE2anfTQoI/AAAAAAAAFOo/1Cp7K_6vtC8/s1600-h/BABY%2010-08-10_6.png"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="BABY 10-08-10_6" border="0" alt="BABY 10-08-10_6" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TLE2bHCr1nI/AAAAAAAAFOs/qUq1MkJz0ZY/BABY%2010-08-10_6_thumb.png?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /></a> </p> <p>We are scheduled to have another ultrasound in 2 weeks to make sure she is continuing to grow along her small curve.  Worst case scenario is she falls off the curve, needs to be delivered to grow outside the womb and we have an early baby.  But, he doesn’t said all things (the baby, placenta, etc) look too healthy for him to think that will be the case! PTL!</p> mama to manyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12546785325010108857noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37481860.post-59816877729179770452010-10-02T22:09:00.001-04:002010-10-02T22:12:28.694-04:00Lagging behind in more ways than one<p>I’ve been a little slacker on the blogging the past couple of weeks.</p> <p>We have been out of town some, I have been working a few days in the ER and, well, life just gets plain crazy around here from time to time!</p> <p>Mia threw a “surprise” baby shower in Orlando last weekend with some old friends and wonderful family!</p> <p>Here are some of my favorite moments:</p> <p>Evie in her Big Sister shirt just  before the shower-she is going to be a GREAT big, big sister!  She told me she wants to walk with Elin (like carry her around the house…we will see about that one!)</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TKfli6gH5gI/AAAAAAAAFKU/SgA-UsdUlNg/s1600-h/DSC_0037%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC_0037" border="0" alt="DSC_0037" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TKfljTtyhFI/AAAAAAAAFKY/yK0Xej3G9aY/DSC_0037_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="325" height="484" /></a> </p> <p>Three baby girls coming soon!</p> <p>I am due November 13th, Wendy is due November 14th, and Whit is due November 28th!  Its going to be a busy holiday season!</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TKflj71bLqI/AAAAAAAAFLk/uxlUcDS6BHw/s1600-h/DSC_0046%5B6%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0046" border="0" alt="DSC_0046" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TKflktAsqPI/AAAAAAAAFLo/DVcPt9uqKH0/DSC_0046_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="352" height="241" /></a> </p> <p>My sweet friends (and fellow ADPis) with our babies…well, only a few of our babies.  We have 9 kids between the 3 of us!  Amanda was my O-team leader when I started at UCF in 1999 and she also became my ADPi big sister-what a beautiful, long friendship we have had!!!  Love this girl-and Katie is one of her best friends from college and AFTER college, became one of mine!</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TKfllK4u2UI/AAAAAAAAFLw/pcwotgk8BRA/s1600-h/DSC_0052%5B6%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0052" border="0" alt="DSC_0052" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TKfll1eGpdI/AAAAAAAAFL4/a9NSkW4ZCY4/DSC_0052_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="352" height="241" /></a> </p> <p>Mom and me opening all of Elin’s monogrammed gifts.  The theme of the shower was “Initially Yours”, so Elin got lots of adorable clothes, towels, bibs, bloomers, banners with her name or initials on them!!! I LOVE IT!!!  GREAT IDEA MIA!!!</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TKflmTOq-RI/AAAAAAAAFL8/bccHxIn7srs/s1600-h/DSC_0072%5B8%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0072" border="0" alt="DSC_0072" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TKflnGXnSUI/AAAAAAAAFMA/5YNHTyUqHDQ/DSC_0072_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="282" height="193" /></a> </p> <p>Delicious cake from Maggie in Auburndale…the same lady who made our wedding cake! (and the same colors as our wedding!!)</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TKflnuht6mI/AAAAAAAAFK0/yL37095a3d8/s1600-h/DSC_0076%5B4%5D.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC_0076" border="0" alt="DSC_0076" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TKfloKIaxjI/AAAAAAAAFK4/2pzroLbjwTY/DSC_0076_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="465" height="314" /></a> </p> <p>My hospital bad from Mia…now we just need to finish packing it and have a baby!</p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TKfloo0617I/AAAAAAAAFMQ/zFRm5toh2Nk/s1600-h/DSC_0079%5B6%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0079" border="0" alt="DSC_0079" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TKflpFbPfyI/AAAAAAAAFMY/Cq6i9GvHT7g/DSC_0079_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="260" height="178" /></a> </p> <p>Snacking on some bread at BRIO with Nana and Aunt Penny :)</p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TKflqCwZ07I/AAAAAAAAFMs/mxiv3wBmEjs/s1600-h/DSC_0053%5B6%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0053" border="0" alt="DSC_0053" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TKflq0K48HI/AAAAAAAAFM0/jFygAI42xiQ/DSC_0053_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="266" height="183" /></a> </p> <p>With Yaya…maybe Elin will inherit some “dark” genes from her!  But then she really wouldn’t look like my daughter!</p> <p></p> <p></p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TKflreZe1aI/AAAAAAAAFM8/1AYRZfgHIpE/s1600-h/DSC_0080%5B5%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0080" border="0" alt="DSC_0080" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TKflsHiEhyI/AAAAAAAAFNQ/RrgeabKtMBs/DSC_0080_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /></a> </p> <p>MY FAVORITE:</p> <p>Evie giving Elin a hug!</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TKflssGktsI/AAAAAAAAFLU/B7k-98DE_vk/s1600-h/DSC_0084%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC_0084" border="0" alt="DSC_0084" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TKflt05dI1I/AAAAAAAAFLY/5KP-DgasIvY/DSC_0084_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="644" height="432" /></a> </p> <p> </p> <p>And now for the other area of LAGGING BEHIND!</p> <p>I saw Libby, my midwife on Thursday and when she measured my fundal height (or size of my uterus for all of my non-medical friends).  A few weeks ago, I was measuring small at about 2 weeks behind-which can be normal variation.</p> <p>This week, I ended up measuring 4 weeks behind.  That is outside the normal range, so I have an ultrasound scheduled for next week to measure the baby’s size and assess her growth in utero.</p> <p>Will keep you updated on what we find out.  She is probably just a small baby down low :)</p> <p>Here is out latest belly shot at 34 weeks:</p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TKfluQOQ-lI/AAAAAAAAFNY/7B_zNaYp7Qw/s1600-h/DSC_0086%5B6%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0086" border="0" alt="DSC_0086" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TKflu78MI3I/AAAAAAAAFNc/yaxJoX3clcE/DSC_0086_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="383" height="265" /></a></p> mama to manyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12546785325010108857noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37481860.post-30186819064872453102010-09-17T10:04:00.001-04:002010-09-17T10:04:27.330-04:00I wanna be a prinpressssssss<p>This is what you get when you have a big sister!  we need another boy…but it sure is funny and they crack me up!!</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TJN1OtY0-JI/AAAAAAAAFJE/NKRodSPv3tg/s1600-h/DSC_0021%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC_0021" border="0" alt="DSC_0021" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TJN1P1yTI7I/AAAAAAAAFJI/of3Ehf-h98U/DSC_0021_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="644" height="432" /></a> </p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TJN1QZt4iLI/AAAAAAAAFJM/0Cdk374ugjM/s1600-h/DSC_0022%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC_0022" border="0" alt="DSC_0022" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TJN1Q_bwKEI/AAAAAAAAFJQ/Q9FlKDzQBWA/DSC_0022_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="325" height="484" /></a> </p> <p></p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TJN1SBLYq5I/AAAAAAAAFJU/kG7-duWtU8w/s1600-h/DSC_0023%5B2%5D.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC_0023" border="0" alt="DSC_0023" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TJN1SUXCFlI/AAAAAAAAFJY/p7yPnshRPg0/DSC_0023_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /></a> </p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TJN1TAcdCZI/AAAAAAAAFJc/hpSE9t-HkrU/s1600-h/DSC_0025%5B4%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0025" border="0" alt="DSC_0025" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TJN1Tfx3-EI/AAAAAAAAFJg/QL55ChiggYw/DSC_0025_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="320" height="222" /></a> <a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TJN1UAeP0SI/AAAAAAAAFJk/5CkHh8h37ds/s1600-h/DSC_0024%5B6%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; 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display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC_0027" border="0" alt="DSC_0027" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TJN1X3UOWYI/AAAAAAAAFKA/2GRIKCJxXG8/DSC_0027_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="644" height="432" /></a> </p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TJN1Yc5AgdI/AAAAAAAAFKE/Bd_-xzwvEIQ/s1600-h/DSC_0030%5B5%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0030" border="0" alt="DSC_0030" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TJN1Y6TlN0I/AAAAAAAAFKI/ZcMxIkmMz2E/DSC_0030_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="453" height="306" /></a> </p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TJN1ZzPpeHI/AAAAAAAAFKM/fZbyR_iQXvE/s1600-h/DSC_0034%5B4%5D.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: 0px" title="DSC_0034" border="0" alt="DSC_0034" align="left" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TJN1ateIptI/AAAAAAAAFKQ/aQyyblx7uxQ/DSC_0034_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="644" height="432" /></a></p> mama to manyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12546785325010108857noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37481860.post-38858292960911517212010-09-15T15:12:00.001-04:002010-09-15T15:18:25.891-04:00First trip to the dentist!<p>Evie got to visit the dentist today.  Our good friend Sam went to the same dentist last week, so we tried to get him to tell Evie all about the fun stuff she would see and do.</p> <p>When we got there, she played in a ship they have in the waiting room, found a few friends (shocking!) and eagerly awaited her turn. </p> <p>She acted very shy when they took her picture for her chart, all hugged up against me.  Some sweet girls tried to get x-rays of her, but she just wasn’t very cooperative. She didn’t cry, she just clung to me and didn’t want to wear the shield. So, they said they’d try next time and wanted to go at her pace…which I totally appreciated. </p> <p>Then she got to pick out a new toothbrush and toothpaste.  But all they had was Tigger!  No PRINCESS toothbrushes?! (my only negative comment about the whole visit!)  She did say “thank you” for that!</p> <p>We went into the exam room and there was a cool flat table to lie on and a flat screen above her head so she could watch cartoons while they brushed her teeth.  But, she refused to leave my lap!!  </p> <p>The dentist was AWESOME!  Very chipper and great with Evie. She explained a few things about brushing and Evie got to pick out some strawberry flavored foaming toothpaste for her to use.  That was there the fun ended. I had to hold Evie facing me and lay her back into the dentist’s lap.  I pretty much held her hands the whole time while she fussed and cried. I think it was mostly being held down, but I still felt bad for her :(</p> <p>She let her floss her teeth real quick and we were done.  WHEW!</p> <p>She got a little bag for her goodies and then got a coin to put in the treasure machine!!!  SHE WAS SO EXCITED ABOUT THAT!</p> <p>She picked a gold ring and was smiling as we left.  I think the overall experience was positive. She even wanted to brush her teeth in the car on the way to Chick Fil A  (a special treat from Mia and Papi!)</p> <p>Beckett’s turn is next!</p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TJEanmkxFBI/AAAAAAAAFIk/e9-Y1Ua_kgI/s1600-h/DSC_0010%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0010" border="0" alt="DSC_0010" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TJEan5lO6JI/AAAAAAAAFIo/e8xGpa_f5as/DSC_0010_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="325" height="484" /></a> <a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TJEapDf-rHI/AAAAAAAAFIU/Es6jyCEujs4/s1600-h/DSC_0011%5B2%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0011" border="0" alt="DSC_0011" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TJEapaSSIaI/AAAAAAAAFIY/4xt_zTpl1Cg/DSC_0011_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /></a> </p> <p></p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TJEap7X5UOI/AAAAAAAAFIw/rqqDMdAY_II/s1600-h/DSC_0013%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0013" border="0" alt="DSC_0013" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TJEaqUCpBSI/AAAAAAAAFI0/tDNrR3_SRdQ/DSC_0013_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="644" height="432" /></a> </p> <p>This is the face she sported most of the visit!  Notice her beautiful shiner?  courtesy of her little brother (I think it was an accident last week and they hit heads, but it was unwitnessed, so we may never know the real story!)</p> mama to manyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12546785325010108857noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37481860.post-42965988114510258262010-09-06T23:26:00.001-04:002010-09-06T23:26:28.471-04:00Getting bigger!<p>As I guessed from the beginning, small details of the third child are getting lost along the way.  One of those being belly shots. I was so good with Evie and Beckett, documenting my growing belly as this little life inside took over my midsection.</p> <p>I’ve been telling myself to “Take a picture today!” but never get around to it!  (I wonder why?!)</p> <p>So, this weekend, I made Zach promise to remind me to do it before she was in our arms and my big, hard belly was just a distant memory :) (Okay, we still have 9 or 10 weeks left, but it feels like tomorrow sometimes!)</p> <p>weight gain to date: +14 pounds…went several weeks hold out at 138, but I’ve been on an eating binge (blame it on Elin’s growth spurt or something!)</p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TIWwxAojlZI/AAAAAAAAFHM/VC5rZGNHkq4/s1600-h/DSC_0246%5B3%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0246" border="0" alt="DSC_0246" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TIWwxcX8okI/AAAAAAAAFHQ/fNaDrgQk-Gs/DSC_0246_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /></a> </p> <p>Sucking in…</p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TIWwx1Fj3_I/AAAAAAAAFHU/nASeGXhfd54/s1600-h/DSC_0254%5B2%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0254" border="0" alt="DSC_0254" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TIWwyAnbcGI/AAAAAAAAFHY/1mjFmJ3Yl-I/DSC_0254_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /></a> </p> <p>And letting it all hang out…</p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TIWwyn7YkiI/AAAAAAAAFHc/I_jW2RYnKWA/s1600-h/DSC_0252%5B2%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0252" border="0" alt="DSC_0252" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TIWwzPP58XI/AAAAAAAAFHg/lVMq-v9JoPE/DSC_0252_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="165" height="244" /></a> </p> <p>Now that I am looking at those 2 pictures together, I almost look like a different person in the bottom one!  </p> <p>I see Libby again Thursday…gearing up for every other week appointments til 36 weeks, then going in every week.  Thanking God that its usually the same old, measure the baby, listen to the strong heartbeat, you feel good, yeah, good. See you in 2 weeks kind of appointments. </p> <p>We moved Elin’s crib and the glider into our room. Figured the kids play in their room so much that a sleeping baby during the day would cramp their style…at least for now.</p> <p>Evie decided this weekend that Elin is a beautiful name, but we should call her Ayla. She’s pretty adamant about that.  Actually, she thinks we should call her Ayla Horse (cause that’s her favorite animal!)  Oh dear!</p> <p>Below are some hilarious shots we took last week around the house…WHO NEEDS TOYS when you have packing paper?</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TIWwzvOTxEI/AAAAAAAAFHk/jez3d64kii0/s1600-h/DSC_0220%5B2%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0220" border="0" alt="DSC_0220" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TIWw1ol5j_I/AAAAAAAAFHo/bCBWKpbbE5I/DSC_0220_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /></a> </p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TIWw1zdeySI/AAAAAAAAFHs/6t0N7sB-L6E/s1600-h/DSC_0215%5B2%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0215" border="0" alt="DSC_0215" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TIWw2YSyQ3I/AAAAAAAAFHw/CexPdF5-dl4/DSC_0215_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="165" height="244" /></a> </p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TIWw2nn9SNI/AAAAAAAAFH0/TnrO6FTf5Jw/s1600-h/DSC_0216%5B2%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0216" border="0" alt="DSC_0216" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TIWw3EAaifI/AAAAAAAAFH4/LxlB9G_I5Kk/DSC_0216_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="165" height="244" /></a> </p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TIWw3tabt7I/AAAAAAAAFH8/3XrUmhNqW8E/s1600-h/DSC_0214%5B2%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0214" border="0" alt="DSC_0214" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TIWw32FUveI/AAAAAAAAFIA/am9AdX-q6ZY/DSC_0214_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /></a> </p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TIWw4UOYRjI/AAAAAAAAFIE/mWCMwD9D92o/s1600-h/DSC_0217%5B2%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0217" border="0" alt="DSC_0217" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zhIuTmCc_aQ/TIWw482myZI/AAAAAAAAFII/HBENVINCTW8/DSC_0217_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /></a> </p> <p>oh life is sweet.</p> mama to manyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12546785325010108857noreply@blogger.com1