tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-86607807298973040372024-03-13T20:37:24.132-07:00Barb & MitchUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger48125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660780729897304037.post-24633473125791775822012-12-02T19:43:00.002-08:002012-12-02T19:43:35.585-08:00I Want to Wear a Coat!<i>Dear Winter Weather,</i><br />
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<i>Where are you? Global warming you say? What's that? I hear it doesn't exist. Oh, those people don't know what they're talking about? That's what I thought!</i><br />
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<i>Missing You,</i><br />
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<i>The Girl Who Wants to Wear a Coat in December!</i><br />
<i>*and her friend who hung Christmas lights wearing shorts & a t-shirt</i><br />
<i>*maybe I should move (that's what readers will say)</i><br />
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There's something about Western Colorado that I love. Those who know me well, know that when we first arrived there I didn't think I'd ever grow to like it! Whether it's the slow pace, high desert mountains, good memories, or the people, I don't know. But I was so happy to visit Grand Junction recently for a quick trip. My dear, sweet friend Rebecca, had the great idea of getting back together with our book club and we made it happen. As soon as I saw the Rockies, I was thrilled! Colorado is one of my favorite places and I needed a break. We drove from Denver to GJ in perfect weather. The weekend was just what I needed. Catching up with friends, hiking, relaxing all day with no expectations (and no baby to attend to!!!!!) was the perfect mini getaway for me.<br />
*Thanks Terri & Susan for putting us up...putting up with us...no...the first one! We behaved :)<br />
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Stella LOVED Thanksgiving. She is very much into food right now, so it was interesting to see which table foods she liked. Well, turns out the girl doesn't say "no" to anything, except bananas (it's a phase). She gobbled up her turkey like a pro!!<br />
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Our little 9+ month old angel is pretty darn awesome. She's into everything and keeps us on our toes. Her laugh is infectious and thinks pretty much anything is funny right now. The only tears you see are the crocodile ones - post meal when we say "all gone." We're working on signing with her and she can sign "more," but today she just turned her head away and screamed when she didn't get something immediately. We'll keep working on it.<br />
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9 Month Stella Stats<br />
-19lbs + (hasn't gained much in the last 6 weeks)<br />
-28" long<br />
-eats like a champ<br />
-holds her bottle by herself<br />
-likes mommy's earrings<br />
-looks more and more like daddy every day<br />
-says "dada"<br />
-wants to see everyone's teeth<br />
-working on waving bye-bye<br />
-shy around strangers<br />
-obviously crawling & lots of cruising<br />
-likes remotes<br />
-has two bottom teeth<br />
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Loving this holiday season. Such a special time. Can't wait for Winter Break and Christmas to be here!!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660780729897304037.post-61958437673375814952012-11-11T19:04:00.000-08:002012-11-11T19:06:01.183-08:00Getting WellHere's the most recent scoop:<br />
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Stella is getting over RSV. It totally sucks. My poor baby girl has been miserable, which in turn makes me feel miserable for her. She couldn't go to school all week and her nanny has a long term position right now, so I stayed home with her. Let me tell you what everyone at work will say..."So how was your vacation?" I mean, they will say that exact thing right after they ask how Stella is doing. TAKING CARE OF A SICK BABY IS NOT VACATION!!! The positives of being home all week did not out-weigh the negatives.<br />
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Stella's latest:<br />
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There was a big "please, sorry, and thank you" posted on the door.<br />
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Stella is finally back to the happy girl we know. She just needed a super girl weekend (mom, aunt, and great aunt came to visit) Take that RSV!!</div>
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Friday I'll be Colorado bound!! This will be the first time I've left Stella overnight. I know Mitch will do just fine and I'm sure by Sunday I'll be overly anxious to get home to see my sweet girl.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660780729897304037.post-89734723646313330872012-10-06T17:52:00.001-07:002012-10-06T17:52:57.434-07:00My Favorite SeasonFall is here!! Really that's all I wanted to say. Stella Kate is the most amazing blessing we could ask for. She is so fun right now - crawling, standing, fighting diaper changes, laughing at the dogs, chasing the dogs, playing peek-a-boo, trying to climb the dogs' stairs, getting into the dogs' food, etc.<br />
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I'm pretty sure we have a "ham" on our hands! And she would not let go of that sock :)<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660780729897304037.post-5953754884637739482012-09-11T17:08:00.001-07:002012-09-11T17:08:41.277-07:00Back to SchoolI went from 15 darlings to 21 kiddos in 24 hours. I was in heaven until they closed a section on our grade level. Getting back in a routine has been a little hard, but has helped me become more productive.<br />
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Stella has been in daycare for three weeks now. I still don't like that she has to go, but I like her teachers, so that helps a lot. She kicking the tail end of a nasty cold. She's a tough girl though and is always smiling.<br />
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FINALLY!!!! Cooler temps arrived and I've been outside every chance I can get. On our morning walk Stella's toes actually got cold...oops. We started <a href="http://www.playwisely.com/">PlayWisely</a> Saturday. So far, so fun. Stella had a great time and she did really well. I think it's going to be good. Other than that we're just getting back into the groove and relaxing when we can.<br />
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Stella Kate Update<br />
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-7 months Saturday<br />
-18lbs 1oz<br />
-CRAWLING!!! This started Sunday when my sister & dad were over...such a show off :)<br />
-doing lots of yoga positions (and was previously scooting all over the place)<br />
-hasn't turned her head from any food (as long as it's mixed with fruit)<br />
-got her 1st cold :/<br />
-standing in her crib, but hasn't figured out how to get down<br />
-happy all the time<br />
-laughs hysterically when the dogs run around & play<br />
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Loving life!<br />
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1. I want the option to mute all Olympic commentary, but still hear the hype of the crowd. There aren't any polite words I can express via FB/Blogger about Olympic Commentators.<br />
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2. Blogging - I really have NO filter. Crap. Why am I so opinionated?!?! I should write a book about everything that pops into my head because I end up deleting almost everything I type. Would that sell? I think after today I will only blog about family life because what I have to say can't be put out there without consequences.<br />
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3. Today is the first day in a week that I don't feel like death!!!!<br />
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I am pretty sure that I could conquer giving birth naturally now that I've had my tonsils and adenoids removed. This past week has been something along the lines of a slow-dying death. I have never felt so incredibly miserable in my life. The first couple of days weren't that bad, but days 4-8...Whoa!!! I expected a ton of throat pain, but what I wasn't prepared for was the serious amount on stabbing pain that would emanate from my ears and tongue. All of the post-op stuff I've read about the procedure mentioned SOME ear and tongue discomfort. My doctor has been completely unsympathetic and says it's all normal. I'm not one for crying when in pain, but I've been brought to tears a few times this week. The doc's solution - Drink More Water! I've been chugging it down...if I have anymore I'm going to throw up!! Drinking water along with taking pain meds haven't done the trick. I've had to GRIN and bare it. Okay...actually there was no grinning, just crying (which makes it worse) and grasping my head until the pain subsides. This morning I woke up thinking...man, why didn't I schedule an appointment with my acupuncturist?!?! She could have totally helped in the pain department!!<br />
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On the eve of my tonsillectomy I blew up a bunch of balloons and made Mitch dinner for his birthday (a day early). What a way to celebrate a birthday, right? Catering to your wife while she's ordering you around via white board. Mitch is truly amazing!! I know we'll celebrate with a nice dinner out in a couple of weeks, but by then the looming presence of work will be upon me and I'll be a wreck.<br />
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I am unprepared for this school year. Until last week when my teammate called I knew in the back of my mind when I had to report back, but had pushed all work related business out of the way so I could enjoy summer.<br />
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Being home with Stella has been a true blessing. I'm dreading the fact that she'll be starting school in 10 days. We'll have to wake her super early just to get her there and I pray that I can get my work done during the day so I can rush to get her. As all teachers know, we don't work from 8-3 like many assume. We get there an hour before school starts and stay very late. Once we leave, we bring home more work to do. I envy those countries where the workplace rewards hard work and values shorter work weeks. I love their overall sense that a rested worker puts forth more effort and is more productive. **I think I'll start researching which countries those are and if feasible - move there.<br />
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BTW - Has anyone been watching <i>Newsroom</i> on HBO? Jeff Daniels hit the nail on the head in the first episode.<br />
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On a lighter note - Stella Kate Update:<br />
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-she LOVES solids (which I'm making!!)<br />
-she's about to crawl...she's got a really good scoot down and is rocking on hands & knees!!<br />
-we are so lucky to have such a happy girl<br />
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Not much has been going on lately. We had a really low-key Fourth of July. There's not much you can do with a baby in Texas when it's 95 outside. We grilled out with friends and that's pretty much it.<br />
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-GREAT night sleeper - 11.5hrs without a peep</div>
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-Napping...I've been instructed to read a book about baby sleep habits...I guess I should get on that...right now Stella takes two 45 min naps during the day and is still catnapping in the evening. I can NEVER get her to stay asleep after her first REM cycle is over. Whatever...I sound like an idiot talking about REM cycles. But they're no joke. I can't figure it out.</div>
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As for my other two children - Roxy & Beau</div>
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Beau was recently diagnosed with some sort of funky eyelid issue. So he's on 4 different pills and eye drops. Do you even understand how hard it is to give a dog eye drops?!?! I had to buy one of those pill counters that divides your pills into morning and night because it's so confusing!!!</div>
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*Side Note: Roxy likes the cookies and cheese puffs from the Nutrisystem box. One day I came home and there was a perfectly opened wrapper on the couch...then I found the rest under the bed. She's a crafty little girl. Her unwrapping skills never cease to amaze me. </div>
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Next weekend we're heading to the coast for a long weekend with Mitch's mom and stepdad...YAY!</div>
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I'm having my tonsils removed...YAY! Yes, I know what you're thinking. Why on earth would I be excited about that? Well, since high school I've had the worst tonsils and I've never done anything about them. So, yes...I'm thrilled to have a sore throat from hell for about a week and to lose weight because I can't eat. (I promise that 2nd thing is not why I'm having my tonsils removed..although it doesn't hurt in the case of Barbara vs. Baby Weight)</div>
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~Pray that I can get motivated to workout. It's scary over here. And whether I want to or not...I must fit into my work clothes in 4 weeks. YIKES!</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660780729897304037.post-42185866299252022722012-07-02T16:39:00.000-07:002012-07-02T16:59:51.992-07:00St. Pete WeekLast week Stella & I took a girls trip to St. Petersburg, Florida with my mom and sister to visit our aunts. Everyone forgot to tell me that taking a 4 month old on vacation is NOT a vacation. Now I need about 4 days of sleep...who's coming over to watch this super cute, highly entertaining girl??<br />
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Our week started off with uncertain weather. Debby was a bit of a downer and we didn't know when she was going to leave. Monday the beach looked like this...<br />
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It finally cleared up and we had a sunny week. We stayed by the pool most of the time. Stella decided she loves swimming (phew...I was getting worried). We only went to the beach once. It was just easier to walk out the back door and float around without having to pack up the beach gear.<br />
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Stella got to meet her Uncle Jeff & Aunt Roni for the first time :)<br />
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We took a glass blowing class at the <a href="http://www.moreanartscenter.org/">Morean Arts Center</a> for mom's birthday. It was probably one of the coolest things I've done! We also went to our favorite tapas restaurant <a href="http://www.ceviche.com/1828">Ceviche</a>. We go there every time we're in St. Pete. Delish!<br />
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Other than that, it was a pretty chill week. It's always a good time when we are with our aunts. Next time I decide taking a trip with our baby is a good idea, I'll be taking the nanny!<br />
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Stella Kate Update!<br />
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We've tried rice cereal a few times. She doesn't have any opposition to it, but she doesn't get the whole spoon/food thing yet. We'll keep working on it. (I have a really awesome video, but it's taking forever to load...wtf...so forget it!)<br />
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She is super fussy due to teething...Seriously I feel awful for her. She is really fussy and will only stop when I push her around the house in her stroller...So that's what I do :)<br />
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I don't really heart Southwest<br />
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Happy 4th of July week!!</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660780729897304037.post-61015647780999536242012-06-17T20:00:00.001-07:002012-06-17T20:05:39.662-07:00Father's Day & 4 MonthsHappy Father's Day to all the dads out there!!<br />
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Mitch is such an amazing father to Stella. I guess I didn't know what to expect when he became a dad only because he's never been around many children. All I can say is he's doing a great job!!!<br />
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My dad is pretty awesome as well...although he does makes Stella cry EVERY time he holds her these days. I told her she'd like him better if he didn't have whiskers. Maybe he'll take the hint and say good riddance to the stache.<br />
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Here's what's going on in June so far...<br />
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Happy 4 Months to Stella Kate!!!</div>
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Stella goes swimming for the 3rd time...she hates it! I guess she's just too young to like the pool. But don't think I wasn't willing her into loving it (and I'm not giving up).</div>
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Stella is rolling from back to front...and not just when she's on the floor.</div>
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Saturday we're leaving for St. Pete!!! I can't wait!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660780729897304037.post-32407553136546160022012-06-07T11:45:00.000-07:002012-06-07T11:45:15.602-07:00AnniversaryI'm only writing so I don't get behind...<div>
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Monday Mitch & I celebrated our 7th wedding anniversary! We've been together for 12 years and technically known each other for 15. Isn't that insane?!?! We celebrated Saturday with a family trip to the Arboretum...Mitch hasn't been although I go routinely. We had a picnic breakfast and saw the new Chihuly Exhibit.</div>
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Then we went to dinner and a movie at the iPic Theater in Allen. I suppose it would have been worth it if the flick we saw was longer. An hour and 10 minutes just doesn't cut it. If I'm paying that much money to see a movie in a big comfy chair, then I want to get my monies/money's worth. (which is it???) So by 7:30 we were out of the theater and had A LOT of time to kill. We didn't know what to do!! Oh how life has changed. I would have been fine with turning in early to catch a few zzzz's, but what's the fun in that? So we had a few drinks and went home after we knew Stella would be asleep. </div>
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I'm looking forward to the rest of the month. Swimming with friends, book club, knocking out my "To Do" list and Mitch finishing boards.</div>
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*A postpartum sidenote - my hair is falling out in droves!!! I got ready Saturday afternoon and all of the sudden I had two bald patches on either side of my forehead. I tried not to panic, but did. Now my hair is coming out in the shower, when I brush my hair, and when I blow-dry it. I'm completely freaked out. I read a bunch of postpartum articles and they say you can start shedding hair around 3-4 months after giving birth...I am so NOT down with this much hair-loss. This isn't normal shedding (I don't think). And of course my hair stylist said not to stress because it'll only get worse if I do. HOW do you NOT stress over bald spots!!! I'm having to part my hair in the middle - GAG!!! Going to the doctor Friday.</div>
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Maybe I'm being a little vain, but pray that my hair grows back quickly and there's nothing major going on. Thanks :)</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660780729897304037.post-66151021652587773062012-06-07T11:12:00.001-07:002012-06-07T11:12:24.968-07:00May 2012How can I keep up? I'll just do a month by month playback I guess.<br />
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Wow! Stella Kate is almost 4 months old already & weighs 15lbs. My little sack of potatoes. School just ended so I'm out for the summer. I'm not sure about this whole stay-at-home-mom thing. Don't get me wrong, I love my daughter more than life itself, but phew. She's a pistol. Maybe I have a low tolerance for crying? After four days, we've settled into a routine...although she was on the same routine before I was home all day - it's just that the nanny was here instead of me. I was convinced until yesterday that the nanny was a miracle worker and I just didn't get my kid. But we've worked out our issues. I even took her to the pediatrician who said she was perfectly fine and I quote "I just don't have any ingenious advice to give you. It sounds like your doing everything right." She could've lied or written me a script for a few Xanax. Oh well...<br />
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So it sounds like Stella cries a lot, but she actually doesn't. She's super happy most of the time and her smile just melts my heart. She "talks" a ton and loves pretty much everything. Here's a recap of May.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Happy 3 Month Birthday - All children wanted to be included</td></tr>
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<u>Mommyhood Likes</u><br />
-smiling & cooing baby<br />
-the most precious thing to see in the morning...she's all smiles when we walk in<br />
-routine<br />
-heart warming snuggles<br />
-reading books before bed<br />
-SLEEPING THROUGH THE NIGHT...since 9 weeks!!!<br />
-everyone telling me how perfect she is...like I didn't already know ;)<br />
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<u>Mommyhood Dislikes</u><br />
-drool - it's just gross and you won't convince me otherwise<br />
-crying - anything past 4 minutes requires some serious deep breathing to relax<br />
-not having time to get ready the way I want to - even if I do shower, I usually don't look like it<br />
-can't just run out of the house to go do something without packing a lifetime supply of necessities<br />
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Other than that my new life is completely filled with joy.<br />
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About life right now...<br />
I hate politics...I used to love them...I usually don't discuss them, but I'm frustrated with all aspects of it right now. It's really hard to be socially liberal and fiscally conservative. And how do you do deal with it all? No one represents me, so I'm feeling like our government is a complete failure.<br />
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Mitch is ridiculously busy with work. He had to implement some new system (courtesy of big brother) that requires doctors to write a report of the patient's visit and hand it over to them before they walk out the door. PLEASE tell me how this is effective in time management!!! Oh, it's not? That's what I figured.<br />
So, needless to say, he basically hates his job right now. I hate it too...It just gives him less time to work on his charts, which means less time at home with us. Mitch also has is Board Certification for both forefoot & rearfoot coming up in a few weeks in Chicago. He's not worried about it, but since I hate exams, I am worried about it. I'll be happy when that's over with.<br />
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Stella and I are going to Florida in a few weeks with my mom and sister to visit our aunts!! Eight days of relaxation. Okay six. Two of the eight are travel days and I'm not sure how Little Miss Sunshine will do on an airplane. Praying for the best on that one.<br />
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~Ciao from the mommy who gets to sleep at night!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660780729897304037.post-67114414721038494502012-04-08T19:54:00.000-07:002012-04-08T19:54:28.201-07:00Easter 2012Stella's 1st Easter<br />
We went to Fort Worth to my grandmothers. We didn't make it to church. Stella doesn't do so well with really long days yet (filled with excursions) so we chose to hang out with family for a few hours. It was a great day!!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">What do you get a newborn for Easter?<br />
Swaddles & a college fund account...Thanks NeNe<br />
(represented by pink bunny piggy bank)<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Seriously...she never cooperates when I want her to...<br />
and headbands are cute, but they don't last a minute<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Stella Kate talking to her BeBe & Aunt Kitty<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">All smiles here!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hmmmm...thinking about who knows what?!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mom...I'm going to eat my hand if you don't feed me right now!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">4 Generations</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Aunt Kitty loves that baby girl</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Trying to get a word in on our convo with her</td></tr>
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So a quick low-down on SK...<br />
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She really really hates her crib & the pack 'n play<br />
She will only sleep in her swing<br />
I really thought I would never give in...I was adamant that she would never sleep anywhere but her crib...I really really thought I could be strong enough to make this happen...<br />
But SERIOUSLY...a girl's gotta sleep...and I'm talking about both of us!<br />
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And how come they never tell you how hard breastfeeding is going to be?!?! When your child doesn't see your boobs religiously until out of the hospital, she's a little confused. By week 6 we got it figured out. I could probably write an entire blog about this, but I imagine the whole world doesn't need the 411 on my boobs & Stella's eating habits.<br />
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Other than that...I'm loving this precious gift more and more everyday. Her personality is just coming alive and I know it's only going to get better! I can't believe she'll be 2 months old next Sunday...wow how time flies. </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660780729897304037.post-47167859826554308002012-04-08T18:54:00.000-07:002012-04-08T18:54:51.896-07:00From the Beginning<div style="text-align: center;">How in the world am I going to sum this up? I've completely fallen off the blog-wagon!!<br />
There is soooo much I want to say, but there's just no way to catch up.<br />
So here's a glimpse of the last 7 weeks.<br />
Sarah Todd - How do you do it?!?!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">February 14th</div><div style="text-align: center;">We checked into the hospital that evening to start induction hoping meds would work and I'd deliver early sometime the next day. I was totally opposed to induction until my last week of pregnancy.<br />
I stopped working about a week before I was due. I completely had the intention of working until she arrived!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Before we left for the hospital.<br />
Usually I'm a little more discrete...but this is what I was dealing with!!<br />
I couldn't take it anymore.</td></tr>
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">February 15th</div><div style="text-align: center;">My labor & delivery - that's an entire blog...so moving on...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Stella Kate makes her arrival at 9:11 p.m.<br />
8lbs. 3oz. 20.5in<br />
(sunny-side up & unable to breath well)</div><div style="text-align: center;">Rushed to the NICU scaring us to death. I don't see her until just after midnight!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Week 1</div><div style="text-align: center;">Stella stays in the NICU on IV/antibiotics/etc. b/c she aspirated and swallowed all she could on the way out. She looked like her and Mike Tyson had it out on her way into the world. Poor baby girl. We are so incredibly thankful for the Presby Dallas NICU & Special Care Unit. Their doctors and nurses are wonderful. There was never a doubt in my mind that she wasn't in good hands. This too could be an entire blog - but I'm too behind to go into detail now.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtZ3tsdm2Uw-FFtMSC1SdtO3BjoJvbkXBelvjMQXxMZ-pMUhgO-S7aJtphBBF6GMemqGqI7RCfmqLv3-pdtQK1keyIMskVy2DHk08qjfb5cw77hQrzaMSSoa_fhtbL0Kdsh2l2KdovjoM/s1600/IMG_1831.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="297" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtZ3tsdm2Uw-FFtMSC1SdtO3BjoJvbkXBelvjMQXxMZ-pMUhgO-S7aJtphBBF6GMemqGqI7RCfmqLv3-pdtQK1keyIMskVy2DHk08qjfb5cw77hQrzaMSSoa_fhtbL0Kdsh2l2KdovjoM/s400/IMG_1831.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mommy held Stella for the first time 2 days after she was born<br />
(a brief moment when there weren't any tubes)</td></tr>
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Week 2</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Stella moved to the Special Care Unit, a step down from NICU where they prep baby to go home. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Stella worked on eating while there.</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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February 26th</td></tr>
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Showing off his baby girl at the office<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">1st Trip to the Dallas Arboretum</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">1st Trip to Fort Worth for NeNe's Birthday (great grandmother)</td></tr>
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She hated every minute of it!!</td></tr>
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<div><div style="text-align: center;">STELLA KATE</div><div style="text-align: center;">Likes: baths, her swing, being rocked to sleep, </div><div style="text-align: center;">riding in the car, walking in the neighborhood</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Dislikes: putting clothes on, her crib, the pack 'n play, </div><div style="text-align: center;">sleeping (seriously I think she thinks she's going to miss something)</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">All I can say to sum it up: We've been blessed!! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660780729897304037.post-39610046495296991742012-02-06T20:12:00.000-08:002012-02-06T20:13:07.354-08:00The NurseryIs that too old school of a term for baby's room? Well, either way, here it is...still lacking a few accessories, but I'm satisfied. If she came today I'd be okay. Thanks to everyone who had a hand in making it the perfect room for our Stella Kate!<br />
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<span id="goog_1271078201"></span><span id="goog_1271078202"></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660780729897304037.post-24174219670369505392012-01-17T16:24:00.000-08:002012-01-17T16:28:46.692-08:005 Weeks & Counting<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>That's all I've got left to cook this little bugger. She of course will determine when to make her grand entrance, but I think I'm ready...so come on!!<br />
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A couple of weekends ago, my friends threw me a beautiful baby shower. I am so thankful to have such wonderful, giving people in my life. Took lots of pics, but turns out my camera is bummed out, so I guess we'll be getting a new one. I tried to steal as many decent pics from others' cameras/phones as I could...<br />
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Great job Wesley, Angie & Jane Ann</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Yummy Food...and wine...but not for me...I'll get mine soon enough ;)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My mom & I...Her New Name - Undetermined...<br />
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<div>While at my shower, Mitch & Dave were at the Division II Championship game. I had no idea that even existed, but sure enough it does. Just by chance North Dakota State was playing Sam Houston in Frisco. And what do you know...Angie's family is from up north, so they all went to the game.</div><div><br />
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<div>This past weekend was kind of AMAZING!! "Why?" you ask. Well, mostly because I was so excited when our Colorado neighbors said they would be in town briefly on Friday and could meet us for dinner. We literally hadn't seen each other since we pulled out of their driveway to move back to Texas. But they're back in the Lone Star State and expecting a baby girl this spring, so I'm hoping we'll be able to get together more often!!! Thanks McElroy's for showing us a new frozen yogurt trend.</div><div><br />
</div><div>SaturDAY...slept a lot...SaturNIGHT...We met darling little Emmeline Toups for the first time! Congrats Steph & Thad. Then I crashed the boys party at Ryan's so we could see Aaron (Mitch's podiatry school roommate). Mitch did say "we" several times, but there was no mention that the girls wouldn't be there. I don't think they cared too much.</div><div><br />
</div><div>Sunday...watched 4 movies...yes 4...which means I hardly left the couch. And what?!</div><div><br />
</div><div>Then Monday...No school...I got in WAY over my head with chores and errands and about half way through, almost quit. Monday was the day I decided I'm over being pregnant and would love for little Stella Kate to arrive. I guess if you've been pregnant you know what I mean...and if you haven't, I don't know what to tell ya. I need suspenders to hold the girl up...SOOOO HEAVY! But I'll give her a few more weeks...I mean she'll probably give me a few more weeks.</div><div><br />
</div><div>One month to go and...</div><div>1. Sleep - gotta pee every hour or two</div><div>2. Sleep - rolling over...can't do it with out making a big commotion</div><div>3. Sleep - the dogs still think I can move around them...I can't</div><div>4. Weight - she's heavy...I don't think she has dropped, she's just low to begin with</div><div>5. My Ass - is about the size of my belly...my belly will go down (with less work than my ass will)</div><div>6. Meals - yep, I'm still eating</div><div>7. Clothes - refused to buy anything else this late until I accidentally dried most of my favorite shirts which are now too short or I've spilled something on them that won't come out</div><div>8. Sanity - Going out the window (which is why I dried my shirts)</div><div>9. Coordination - What's that? (hence the spilling of food and drink on clothes...get me a bib)</div><div>10. Thank goodness Mitch can help me with my shoes...and on the days that he doesn't...I'm usually running late by the time I get them on</div><div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">Pretty sure I'm not posting again until the nursery is finished. Loving it!! Only a few minor details to go.</div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">**Literally as I'm finishing this blog, my mom texts me with her final list of grandma names and wants me to vote on the top 3! No, she's not excited ;D</div></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660780729897304037.post-30843179223447088202012-01-01T15:19:00.000-08:002012-01-02T20:54:39.056-08:00On to a New Year!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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picture of a picture - not so great<br />
starting week 33 - NYE</td></tr>
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We rang in the New Year very low key. Mitch and I went to dinner and brought our dessert home. We watched a movie, but I was out well before midnight! I can't believe that was our last NYE date as a family of 2. Next year, we'll have to find a babysitter or have a party at our house! Oh, how things will change soon.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">32 Weeks<br />
Christmas Eve</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Decorating cookies!<br />
I will keep the number I ate that night a secret ;)</td></tr>
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Christmas went off without a hitch. We spent Christmas Eve at my grandmother's decorating cookies, making Mexican food, and opening presents! On Christmas Day our dads and Katie came over for brunch and we just relaxed by the fire. These next few pics are mostly of how the pups spent their Christmas...in 2012, I imagine fewer pics of the pups and a few more of Miss Stella Kate!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Excited for a mini-road trip to Fort Worth on Christmas Eve</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Roxy completely hating when Lacey came near...she turned into "Devil Dog"<br />
We had never seen this side of her before :/<br />
*Lacey is my grandmother's dog</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Trying to look innocent - not working<br />
Poor little girl was not happy</td></tr>
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Too much commotion for this low-key dude</td></tr>
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My aunts and mom spent a few days post-Christmas with us working on an art project for the nursery. I hadn't found what I was looking for yet, so with the creative help of those three ladies, I got what I wanted - a piece that no one else would have.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My mom will kill me for posting this, but Beau is just so stinkin' cute here!<br />
Even he couldn't make it through an entire game of Mexican Train.</td></tr>
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This holiday was actually quite relaxing and I feel great! I completed tons of chores (it's amazing what you can do when you don't have to work). I was pretty busy the entire 2 weeks off, but it certainly didn't feel like it.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My favorite part of Christmas - Trees!</td></tr>
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*New Year's Resolution - Take more pictures...good ones...not from my phone...what has happened to me?<br />
Cheers to a New Year! I hope you had a blessed holiday and that good things are coming your way in 2012!!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660780729897304037.post-89302163531591356402011-12-17T13:09:00.000-08:002011-12-17T13:09:27.478-08:00Two Weeks Off...What to do?!?!<br />
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Oh, I plan on doing a whole lot of nothing. Other than wrapping a few presents, this girl is parking it in the relaxation zone.<br />
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</tbody></table>We took maternity pics last weekend with Arden Prucha at a park near the lake in Fort Worth. She did an amazing job and I can't wait to see the rest. Here's a sampling... <a href="http://www.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fardenpruchablog.com%2Fbm-maternity-peek%2F&h=QAQGLS1hGAQHvz0aj2fDd6Hgnir45o0PN4jkCRD26f9bZIw">http://ardenpruchablog.com/bm-maternity-peek/</a><br />
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I've got 9 weeks to go! Yikes...will I be ready? I mean emotionally, I guess I'm as ready as I'll ever be. But right now I'm more concerned about the glider arriving on time and hanging art on the walls. The room just isn't quite finished. That's all I talk about these days...baby and baby's room. I am certain Mitch is over it. We're taking a child birth class tomorrow. I'm not really sure there's much I'm going to learn that I haven't already read about, been told about from experienced moms, pregnancy apps or seen on the latest "Baby Story" on TLC. I just think it'll happen how it happens and I'm not going to stress about it. So off we go tomorrow to practice how to have a baby (like you can actually practice) and all that jazz. Mitch needs more insight than I do. I'm around babies often enough to have a clue. Next class...breastfeeding. My mom laughed when I said I was taking this class. She said something along the lines of, "Well you just stick your boob in their mouth and that's about it." I'm hoping it goes that easy.<br />
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Hoping my brash comments never offend anyone, but then again...do I really care?!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660780729897304037.post-64536442602073806212011-12-04T16:19:00.000-08:002011-12-04T16:19:55.456-08:00Month 7<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Only 11 weeks to go!!! EEEEEKKKK!!!! So excited :)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">at Rebecca & Jonathan's Wedding recently<br />
realized how NOT fun it is when you can't have a drink<br />
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So Stella's measuring a little over 3lbs and however many inches long (I can't remember). That's about a week or so ahead. She moves around all the time, which is a delight. Sleep is getting a little more uncomfortable, especially with two dogs fighting over who's sleeping right next to me. My hips are killing me!! I'm a stomach sleeper, so there's nothing more to say than it sucks :/ Otherwise I feel pretty good.<br />
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Here are some recents...what's up with me not using a camera these days?! I never take one with me anywhere and then I end up with phone pics. Oh well. Goal of the week...start taking pics again.<br />
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<div>I'm busy from now until the middle of January, so if you want to make plans...I'm booked...except the week before Christmas, in which I will probably fill my time with last minute holiday details and completing the baby's room.</div><div><br />
</div><div>Who's ready for the holidays and my two weeks off?? This girl!!</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660780729897304037.post-64487924125259772922011-11-05T16:41:00.000-07:002011-11-05T16:41:13.489-07:00Onion Rings & CheesecakeThat's pretty much what I had for lunch today...and some loaded cheese chips from Champps. I swear I'm pretty easy to please, but today it didn't seem so. They wouldn't make my 1/2 Cobb that I ALWAYS order. The waiter said they'd kill the cook if he made one?? "We don't do 1/2 salads" he says. I even threw in the "I used to work here back in the day" line (I really did). So not about to settle for a regular side salad, I changed my direction and ordered a cup of chili. It SUCKED! or so my pregnant taste buds thought. I ended up snacking on a few cheese chips, some of Mitch's onion rings and topped off my lunch with a slice cheesecake.<br />
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What? Don't judge. I get all of my vitamins at other meals.<br />
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Went for my 24 week appointment this week. Only one more month and I'll be going in every couple of weeks. I have a feeling this holiday season is going to fly and then she'll be here!!!<br />
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The one and only...<br />
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Best pregnancy feeling - baby kicks. So much fun! She's a mover, that's for sure. Possibly will enroll in tumbling classes upon birth. She'd be at the top of her class.<br />
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On a clothing side-note: I was perusing the mall and saw a 70% off sign at Ann Taylor, so I high-tailed it over there. Upon entering it occurred to me...I can't fit into any of my regular clothes at home...which means I probably can't fit into anything here either. I turned around and walked out. Kinda sad. Maternity clothes are overrated. Or maybe it's just that I've worn everything I've already bought and am over those items.<br />
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Status of Stella's room: Rug arrived and the rest is still to come. The rug is my inspiration for the whole room, so I hope I can get it together now that it's here. She's got a dresser and I've pretty much ordered the rest. Who knew that choosing fabrics would be so challenging? My indecisiveness has only gotten worse in the past few months, so deciding on bedding, chair fabric, curtains, paint, etc. has been a nightmare. Why can't I like anything that comes prepackaged in a box, easy to open and simple?!?!<br />
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To top that off, I feel like I settled on a dresser/changing table...I couldn't find a decently priced antique that I was really hoping for, so I compromised with a reproduction. Then I went to an estate sale last weekend and found EXACTLY what I was looking for and it was a steal!! Not a minute before I told them I'd take it, someone else had laid their claim. DARN IT!! I still left with two fun chairs and a couple of lamps. Gotta love <i>Vintage Sales</i> :)<br />
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Halloween Extra:<br />
We ran out of 12 bags of candy by 8:00! The entire street was lined with cars with their flashers on. We'll be prepared next year. Our four-legged children had a great time!<br />
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</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660780729897304037.post-24681384419759138772011-10-15T20:52:00.000-07:002011-10-15T20:52:17.314-07:00Half Way ThereWe're halfway there!! Here I am at 22 weeks...black isn't all that revealing I guess, but there's no doubt there's a baby in there.<div><br />
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</div><div>Ms. Stella Kate is doing a lot of kicking these days. Her feet are definitely down because I only feel her tapping on my bladder and no where else. She's pretty active when I eat & late at night. It's kind of amazing!! I'm ready for full-on movement. The sporadic kicks are cool though.</div><div><br />
</div><div>We registered this weekend. It was pretty fun, but also a reality check that she'll be here before we know it. I'm getting closer to room decisions. I know which crib we're getting & we picked up her dresser today, but that's about it. I love this amazing rug from Anthropolgie, but I haven't made it to the fabric store to pick bedding fabric. Once I get to that point, I'll be more on track. It's not surprising that I am having trouble deciding on what I want. I'm trying to be as reasonable as possible, but reasonable is not really in my purchasing vocabulary.</div></div><div><br />
</div><div>All of the stuff I said we were doing in my last blog...none of it happened. No Adele...she's not coming...skank. No Thursday concerts at the Arboretum...I've been too stinking busy/tired. Race for the Cure...it just didn't work out. Slacker is what I'm feeling like. I have been so sleepy that by 8:00 I'm ready to call it a night. I couldn't even start, much less finish my book club book, so I powered through it in one week on audiobooks (thank god for 6hrs in the car to Austin & back). I really feel good during the day and have energy, but when I stop, that's it!!</div><div><br />
</div><div>One of our good friends gave us some baby stuff...it's now Roxy approved. We might have jealousy issues or they'll be best friends.</div><div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I'm super excited that I can finally start putting things together for her room...Name to be announced as soon as we agree on one. Which could be today...or...the day she arrives. My vote is...if I have to give birth to her and go through pregnancy I should get my pick!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I'm loving this fall weather! Lots of outside time to come. Thursday concerts in the garden at the Arboretum, Adele in a few weeks, and Dallas Race for the Cure are a few of our upcoming events. I hope to throw in a little ATX time next weekend. Haven't been down since Mother's Day :/</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Congrats to my sister on her new job with the American Red Cross as a Disaster Services Specialist! Katie moved to San Angelo this past weekend.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">~Ciao</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660780729897304037.post-58983267751927294532011-09-03T18:05:00.000-07:002011-09-03T18:05:53.966-07:00Baby WilliamsSo I'm actually feeling GREAT!!!! So unexpected after such a crabby first trimester :)<br />
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We went for an almost 16 week sonogram/ultrasound (never know which word to use)...and boy was Baby Williams giving us a show of everything EXCEPT the goods! We spent half an hour just trying to figure out what "it" was!<br />
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Words to describe movement: Wiggle Worm, Feisty, Leg Crosser, Hiccupper, Difficult, Puncher, Kicker<br />
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After several decent views, our sonographer Judy (love her!) said she felt 95% certain it was a GIRL!!!! So of course I'm completely ELATED...I really don't care which it is, but somewhere deep down I want a little girl. I know I can figure out a boy, but I already know girl.<br />
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My mom came in town just as we got home from the doctor and we shared the news. She had made little Williams a quilt this summer at the Colorado cabin. It's adorable.<br />
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</tbody></table>We watched the sono video again and after seeing the whole thing blown up on the big screen, Mitch and Mom are not completely convinced it's a girl. I didn't see any plumbing hanging out there, but there sure wasn't a great view between the legs either.<br />
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Either way, we'll be happy, but I can't lie...fingers are crossed that at our 20wk appointment we'll confirm GIRL :)<br />
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I'd post a sono pic, but we never seem to be able to catch her profile. We see the face right from the front, and I hate to say...Right now we have an alien baby. What I love to see - Baby Fingers & Toes...makes my heart smile.<br />
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Pretty happy that I'm spending time with family this weekend. Haven't seen my mom in a while and we'll spend Sunday at my grandmother's. Then Monday, it's just me and the main man. Perfect holiday weekend...and they keep saying something about cooler temps next week, but I certainly won't believe until I see it.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660780729897304037.post-13780772187482834472011-08-21T16:16:00.000-07:002011-08-21T16:16:39.156-07:00Because Doggies Love Cupcakes Too......and they do!!<br />
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It's not their first cupcake or anything, but I'm sure they prefer Sprinkles to everyone else (same as me).<br />
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</div><div>Not much to report right now. Ready or not, the kids are back tomorrow! My house is still a disaster area. My sister does have specialized knowledge in disaster response, but hasn't given me pointers on how to deal with moving messes. My mom is coming in a couple of weeks, so maybe she'll know what to do? or maybe I should actually consider putting things away before she gets here? Either way, it'll get done eventually...just don't think I'll be having anyone over until at least Thanksgiving.<br />
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On a preggers side note...<br />
My appetite is back!! No more nausea...just in time for work! and...I have more energy!! I have had some random cravings. I'm completely embarrassed to say that yesterday I REALLY wanted Panchos!!! If you're from Funkytown, then you know which Panchos I'm talking about. Yep. I really should be ashamed, but at this moment I give the belly what it wants. Did I eat flautas and cheese sauce? Damn straight! ...and it was good!!<br />
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The day before I did the unspeakable. I ate an entire Double Barrel Baked Potato from Soulman's BBQ (another place I wouldn't even normally consider driving past). It's contents - extra large baked potato loaded with butter, sour cream, bacon and chopped beef. I usually take two bites and I'm done. I sat with my team at lunch while having a rather hilarious discussion and chowed down. The words "chowed down" are exactly what I felt like I was doing. Who eats that crap?!?!<br />
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I really hope I can sneak a few vegetables in, but right now they might just have to come in the form of V8 Splash. The sound of healthy makes me gag.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660780729897304037.post-65000707734306737002011-08-11T09:31:00.000-07:002011-08-11T09:35:49.815-07:00I've Been Waiting All Summer for ThisI haven't posted almost the entire summer! Not because I didn't want to, but because up until the end of July I had nothing to talk about. I seriously did NOTHING until we went on vacation to Turks & Caicos...also, because I'm terrible at secrets...Must read on to find out...<br />
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Recap of the fun stuff from this summer...<br />
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Mitch went skydiving...He LOVED it!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">What a blast! I'll jump next time.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jumped from 13,000ft! Yikes</td></tr>
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We went to Turks & Caicos for vacation. It was exactly what we wanted...Relaxation. The people were super friendly and we loved our hotel. The beach was amazing...pure white baby powder. The gin clear water...deep down you can still see your feet. I took so few pics because we really just didn't do much besides hang at the beach, pool or go out to eat.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This pic sums up the entire week</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">emjoying a Turks Head beer...mmmm</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">my day everyday</td></tr>
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</div></div>We moved to Dallas from Plano! Yippee! No more suburbs. No more long drives to work. No more commutes to see friends. We found a good neighborhood close to everything we wanted. I've unpacked about half of the kitchen...and the rest of the house is still in boxes. We moved in last Monday and lazy me still hasn't really lifted much of a finger. I guess I thought the unpacking fairies would arrive, but they haven't.<br />
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Want to know why I didn't do a darn thing from the day school got out until vacation? Well...<br />
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It's because I was so stinkin' tired, exhausted, nauseous, etc...all that comes with the first trimester of pregnancy!!! Before you read one more thing...no FB postings please. I don't care if you comment here, but nothing on FB right now.<br />
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It's official...We're expecting Baby Williams in February and couldn't be more thrilled :)<br />
It's been a long time coming and a rough road, but I feel comfortable enough (with reassurance from the doctor) that I can finally share our happy news. Although nothing's a sure thing, this seems to be it. I'm now a little over 12 weeks and don't even care that elastic is my new best friend. The first trimester is an entirely separate blog, but let's just say, it really sucked. Prayers for a healthy baby and good pregnancy are certainly welcomed.<br />
*Pregnancy...NO skydiving, beer, scuba diving, snuba diving, boats or snorkeling (only b/c I was nauseous), energy to lift a finger<br />
*Pregnancy...Something I'm incredibly thankful for, but hoping I get to enjoy it this next trimester<br />
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A couple of other things from the summer...it was like Animal Planet at our house in Plano. Three hawks decided our backyard was their new place to hang, hunt & kill. I was not a fan...It was a mom, which I couldn't get a good shot of & her two teenagers. Pics of the kids...SO loud...she certainly wasn't teaching them the quiet way to hunt.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Rest assured, this squirrel was not hawk breakfast...he was just cooling off in the dirt around the big backyard tree. These temps are soooooo miserable that even the animals are desperate.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<div>What else is there? Beau had surgery Friday to repair his ACL and meniscus. Poor little bugger. He's a trooper though and already feeling better. 6 more weeks of down time for him :(<br />
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</div><div>and tomorrow...Back to work. I'm never sure if I'm ready, but never the less, the time has arrived and I WILL be going to work tomorrow. I've not stepped foot in my classroom this summer, so all of those days that I thought I had even an ounce of energy...I should have spent at least one of them in my room prepping...but I didn't, so I know there will be a reality check and a bit of overwhelming panic when I arrive and realize I have one week to get it together...after the hours of inservice we'll be in all day.</div><div><br />
</div><div>Ciao for now...probably no more updates until my next sono in three weeks! There's a possibility that we'll know what we're having by then! I LOVE TECHNOLOGY!!</div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660780729897304037.post-77917713957374156012011-06-11T07:53:00.000-07:002011-06-11T08:23:39.478-07:00Happy SummerI really don't intend to turn this into a food blog, but since I love to cook and eat...I guess I'll be sharing. I really could do this everyday - get up and think about what I'm going to make today. And since it's summer, I've got the time. My perfect job - somewhere between food blogging, trying out recipes and checking out restaurants...now, if I could only figure out how to get paid since I already do this...I've looked into it. I guess I'm hoping one of my journalist friends will hook me up.<br />
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Utilizing some herbs this week:<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Super Delish Melon Mint Slush</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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</tbody></table>This week's recipes courtesy of Giada De Laurentiis. I can rarely take credit for anything I make (except I that physically prepare the food). Why reinvent the wheel when someone else has got it down perfectly?<br />
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So this week I've gotten up way earlier than I intended. I assumed I'd be sleeping in until at least 9 everyday, but I haven't even come close. I'm up by 7 at the latest. I love coming to the computer every morning, looking up recipes and being entertained by the rabbits and squirrels in our neighborhood. All the babies are out and about, so it's kind of hilarious watching them play. They are so not sure of themselves or each other yet.<br />
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Friday we're going to an event to support Free & Fair Elections in the Congo. Check out <a href="http://www.fallingwhistles.com/freeandfair/">Falling Whistles</a>.<br />
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~Ciao</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660780729897304037.post-76850971421304987702011-06-06T16:09:00.000-07:002011-06-06T16:09:50.687-07:00Moan, groan, or grunt?Tell me that got your attention ;)<br />
I've been watching a lot of tennis lately...So, which one is it?!<br />
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I can't decide what to call this loud painful porno sex sound that women tennis players make (and some of the guys too...Nadal). Sharapova is the worst. I realize that it's tough...that's probably why I don't play, but REALLY???? Is it necessary to groan so long & loudly that I can barely hear the ball hit the court? So Mitch called it a grunt, but I say it's a moan/groan because the sound lasts longer than a grunt. What's your take?<br />
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I seriously had a hard time naming this blog. There have been so many funny moments over the last couple weeks that I didn't know where to start. Just this Saturday we were walking out of Neimans and Mitch says, "What I like most of all is that it has a rhinestone pearl snap!" This is in reference to a new shirt he got...little did I know my husband was into rhinestones or pearl snaps! Bahahahaha!!! (upon closer inspection, I did not find a rhinestone...just a pearl snap...you should've seen the disappointment on his face). Should the title have been "He Likes Rhinestone Pearl Staps?!"<br />
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We celebrated our 6th Wedding Anniversary this past Saturday. I know it's old to say this, but time really does fly by. We couldn't do much because I've been a little under the weather, but we still went out to dinner. We have this thing for steak places on our anniversary. It's not like we don't eat steak the other 11 months of the year, because we do! This time we tried Ocean Prime. It was pretty good, but I don't agree with its <i>D Magazines'</i> #3 spot in the <i>Steak!</i> issue. I'd put it somewhere past #5. I think we'll do one new place a month so we can put our own Top 10 together (<i>D Magazine</i> did 20...I'm not wasting my time at some of the places on the list). We've conquered about 9 of their 20 already...only two that we won't go back to. Pappas Bros. still ranks #1 in my book. Not sure that anyone can top it. And next time I go somewhere with "ocean" in the name...I'm getting fish.<br />
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I felt pretty wretched last week. I'll spare you the details...I promise you don't want to know. Mitch has been my support though. He helped me shop for games for my kids. He got a mani/pedi with me. He came with me shopping (NEVER happens). Because by Sunday I couldn't pull myself off the couch to go anywhere, he even went to a Ann Taylor 40 minutes away to pick up a dress that they didn't have anywhere near us. I LOVE HIM!<br />
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School's out for summer. Nuf said!<br />
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First Monday off - I have to get up early and go to the doctor. Blah. I guess the positive about that is, she's right by Northpark, so I treated myself for feeling so awful. Now, I've gone to the doctor, Nordstrom, Sephora, Barnes & Noble, & Starbucks, made lunch at home, then started blogging and it's not even noon! What will I do with myself this summer?!<br />
(by the way friends - that's my self invitation to all of you who have a pool)<br />
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My lunch - Mini Caprese Salad...this will probably be my lunch everyday! I love mozzarella & basil. Isn't my little herb garden coming out nicely? I guess you can call it a garden. I can't put it outside because not one inch of our gardens see sunlight, but the window box it the kitchen is perfect. The dill & flatleaf parsley may not make it. I can't figure them out. The rosemary, just stays the same. The basil and mint are doing great though!<br />
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Another reason to love summer - It's full of fresh. I mean fresh herbs and food specifically. I love cooking in the summer. It's all about straight from the garden, grilling and ingredients that I get at the store the same day. My summer cooking inspirations - Giada and Ina (and sometimes Bobby)...as always.<br />
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We just booked our vacation for July. I know we've been going back and forth between Italy and Hawaii, but when it came down to it...we didn't want adventure after all. Relaxation is on the books for us in <a href="http://www.turksandcaicostourism.com/">Turks and Caicos</a>! Airfare isn't booked only because I'm always on the lookout for another deal...which I probably won't find because I'm not one for waiting around at numerous different airports. I want to get to my destination as quickly as possible. Check out our digs...<a href="http://www.gansevoortturksandcaicos.com/">Gansevoort</a>. We weren't feeling the mega resort this time, so boutique hotel it is. Anyone up for a villa rental next year? If you're interested in something like that, let me know...We're serious!<br />
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