tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89781242560111222592024-03-05T00:39:36.146-06:00Crazy InfertileThis is our journey of miscarriage, infertility and building our family. Our miracle baby girl was born on August 26, 2009 and our miracle son came to us through adoption on August 7, 2009. It's a wild ride! And I wouldn't change it for the world!Leahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02085238514257285717noreply@blogger.comBlogger230125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8978124256011122259.post-20580432657396304322011-08-26T16:01:00.000-05:002011-08-26T16:01:20.927-05:00Happy Second Birthday my love!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Two</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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Bullet points are my friend right now.<br />
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Well, first let me say this. I am watching this stupid show call Big Rich Texas. A size four woman wants to go back into modeling. She met with an agent who told her that she is too big to be a model but that she can be a plus sized model. Are you freaking kidding me? Size 4? You can see her bones and she is a plus sized model? Who decides that someone who weighs oh, 125 pounds is obese? I feel so sorry for all of the young girls out there that are trying to live up to this unrealistic expectations. It is just disgusting. I can say this...even if you are fat you can have a great life. You can be beautiful. You can and will get married to a handsome man. Handsome men actually like women with meat of their bones. You can have children and a wonderful family life. You can be successful! You can eat a chocolate chip cookie with your kids and still be fabulous and wonderful and loving. Arrgh!!! I'm fired up. Can you tell? Sorry...<br />
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<ul><li>In May, BB and I went on a 5 day cruise with my mother and some friends. We were gone for a total of 2 weeks. It was not relaxing at all! It was fun but taking a toddler on a cruise is just not for the faint of heart. I was terrified that a gust of wind would come and sweep her overboard. We stayed away from the railing if at all possible. </li>
<li>We were home for about 2 weeks before heading to Kentucky to see the in laws. During that time we put our house on the market and had to get it ready for photos, staging, etc. </li>
<li>While in Kentucky, H got an amazing job offer in Dallas. Long story short, it was a 6 month contract position that was supposed to become permanent and he accepted the offer. We found a rental house and decided to all move together and leave our house in Austin for sell. </li>
<li>The kids and I got back from our trip to Kentucky and immediately started packing up the house to move the next week. Oh, and H moved the week before we did. </li>
<li>After being in the new place and getting settled in (as much as possible without our furniture) H found out that the contract was ending early. The company decided not to do the project and H no longer has a job as of August 12. Fortunately he has found another full time job and will start on August 22. </li>
<li>We received an offer on our house and decided that we would accept. The market is crap, blah blah blah and it's just a sucky situation all around. Good news is that we are closing next week. </li>
<li>We LOVE the area where we are living now. I absolutely love it. The school system is amazing and we have no doubts about being here. </li>
<li>I am pursuing colleges here and trying to get into a nursing program in the near future. Is this ever going to happen? </li>
</ul>The kids are doing great. August 7 marked 2 years that AB has been with us. What an amazing blessing he is. BB is about to have her 2nd birthday. SOB! She's not a baby anymore. She is a late talker and I was really worried. We had her evaluated and she was ahead of her milestones and did not qualify for services. Whew! She has picked up so many words in the past month and I am so ready for her to start really talking. She jabbers all the time in her own alien language. It is so cute. <br />
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The heat has been out of control...108 degrees today. And it's been like this for weeks. We aren't doing too much other than going to the pool from time to time. <br />
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I guess that's it for now. My brain just hit the brakes and my thought process came to a screeching halt! <br />
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My loves...<br />
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Leahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02085238514257285717noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8978124256011122259.post-55778542523571315042011-06-02T23:25:00.000-05:002011-06-02T23:25:59.038-05:00Overwhelmed...With love for this girl....<br />
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This girl loves her daddy. She's getting pretty attached to him and prefers him to me when he is home. I'm totally fine with that!<br />
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We took the kids to a splash pad/playground today. It was really neat! Although BB had nothing to do with it! And four boys? Four...enough said. <br />
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"I think I'll just stand here and look cute"<br />
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This is BB's boyfriend. He had a blast. He got a little bit wet. <br />
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BB wanted to be all 'Hollywood' with my glasses!!<br />
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<div align="left"><span style="font-size: small;">So, I found this great website a while back where you can print free artwork (I printed on cardstock). </span></div><div align="left"><br />
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</div><div align="left"><span style="font-size: small;">I have been looking for something to put over my bed but I didn't want to spend the money. I already have these frames so I repurposed them and voila! </span></div><div align="left"><br />
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</div>Oh, an my wonderful mother's day gift from The Vin tage Pearl....Love it!!<br />
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Our first flight was when BB was 3 months old. It was just the two of us and I stressed out so much that I did not sleep at all the night before. The stress was definitely wasted. It is MUCH easier to fly with a little baby. Once they get mobile?! Forget about it! <br />
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1. You do not need nearly as much stuff as you think you will. Keep it to a minimum. The less you have to carry on the plane, the better. (blanket, drinks, pacifier, snacks, diapers, wipes, tissue, change of clothes)<br />
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2. Toys on a plane are a waste of time. Well, unless you enjoy crawling under the seats to pick them up every five minutes. The scenery alone will keep younger children occupied better than any toy. <br />
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3. Offer a pacifier/bottle/sippy cup going up and coming down. Have it ready in case they are sleeping. The only time BB has ever cried is when she was sleeping as we started to land. Part of me wants to wake her before then. But I haven't done that yet. Oh, and put a strap on the pacifiers and cups and attach to you/baby/seatbelt. See #2. <br />
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2. I have never used a stroller in the airport. I have had her in my Beco carrier every time. It can be a challenge to go to the restroom with a baby attached to your chest. But it CAN be done. When we first started flying, I could leave her in the carrier when we went through security. Now they make me take her out. Presents a bigger challenge, especially when they can't stand up. Of course, when they can stand they will run off! You will wish for 12 arms but I promise you will make do with the two you have. I will put her on my back next time. <br />
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3. DO NOT BE AFRAID TO ASK FOR HELP OR ACCEPT HELP FROM THOSE AROUND YOU. I have been amazed at how helpful total strangers have been. Especially men. Take help if offered. Ask for it if you need it.<br />
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4. Get thee an iPad. The end. <br />
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5. Seriously, the iPhone/iPad has saved my sanity on our flights. She is so entertained by it and it keeps her still for more than 5 seconds at a time. <br />
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6. Just understand that you will feel like you are wrangling an alligator when you fly with a toddler. It is exhausting. There is a reason they make you buy a seat for children over 2 years old. Just expect it and try to roll with it. <br />
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7. If possible, have an 11 year old boy travel with you. They are great at running after and entertaining toddlers. Seriously, AB has been such an amazing help! <br />
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8. Get help with your luggage. We have no less than 2 suitcases and a car seat every time we fly. If there is no one around to help you, find them. Seriously. A $5-$10 tip is worth every penny!!<br />
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9. Take snacks but don't go crazy. You are allowed to take bottles of water onto the plane. You can also take milk, juice. They will allow a cooler bag with an ice pack for these items. I have had a few people question me but for the most part, it's been fine. They allow more liquid when your child is a little baby. Be prepared to open every container with liquid in it for inspection. <br />
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10. Probably the most important piece of advice: Arrive early and allow your self plenty of time.<br />
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11. Well, another important piece of advice in my opinion? Plan your flights around your baby's schedule. I will not take an early morning flight. 6-7 am? No way. Done that and it sucked and I won't do it again. I will pay the extra $20+ for a later flight. Flying with a cranky, tired toddler is absolutely not fun. They are cranky enough without adding sleepiness to the equation. <br />
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I hope that helps! Please feel free to ask any questions.Leahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02085238514257285717noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8978124256011122259.post-13581532045261319232011-05-09T21:38:00.000-05:002011-05-09T21:38:33.476-05:00She might have a problem...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5fixv3oztUFOjWvupVG7lKoJhRwzF5ywDufIO83g4qoFsmDEBCb2j8iRxtbAH_sAiV2qcaVpuP6wzOK69kz-H0WGoE_8XrDD1ri_f48IAQUyfkofFecpWU9WJdt-3iRERZWhOp42UJS8/s1600/DSC_0035.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="424" j8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5fixv3oztUFOjWvupVG7lKoJhRwzF5ywDufIO83g4qoFsmDEBCb2j8iRxtbAH_sAiV2qcaVpuP6wzOK69kz-H0WGoE_8XrDD1ri_f48IAQUyfkofFecpWU9WJdt-3iRERZWhOp42UJS8/s640/DSC_0035.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br />
It might take some serious intervention to get over this addiction. I do not look forward to that day. <br />
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But she's still pretty stinkin' adorable!<br />
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AB LOVED the snow<br />
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BB tolerated the snow<br />
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Washable marker, thankfully <br />
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Lots of love between these two<br />
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Lots of playing outside in the gorgeous weather!<br />
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Hanging out with this cute boy! His gotcha day was February 22. He's been with us for 19 months already! My how times flies! We celebrated by going to dinner and a movie.<br />
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BB is 18 months old, 22 pounds, 32 inches, talking when she feels like it which isn't too often..sigh.... <br />
But guess what she is doing? Sleeping through the night! The last 3 weeks have been amazing. Finally, after 17 months, she started sleeping!! She is so much fun. I can't believe that she is 18 months old!! <br />
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She also started gymnastics. Her class is called the Waddlers class. So incredibly cute! She screeched most of her first class, but did great today at her second class. <br />
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We went to the Kite festival last weekend. We are losers at flying kites...we couldn't get it off the ground!<br />
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This was her 3rd time down the same slide. She looks terrified but was laughing when she got to the bottom!<br />
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Their first date! And he's driving! We also celebrated this cutie's 3rd birthday last weekend. Again, where does the time go?<br />
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School starts back for me tomorrow. It's gonna be crazy around here, that's for sure! <br />
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I am joining my husband in San Francisco week after next. He is going for work and I am going to sightsee alone. Sounds glorious! My mom is coming to visit and I will leave BB for the first time. Just for 2 nights but I'm already anxious about how I will handle it. I'm sure BB won't even miss me! Leahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02085238514257285717noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8978124256011122259.post-60971589123608179942011-01-16T21:42:00.004-06:002011-01-16T22:59:51.967-06:00What would you do?I was in the check out line today, buying hairspray (as if you care what I was buying). If you recall, I've never been one to <a href="http://crazyinfertile.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-one-mouthy-be-yotch.html">back away from confrontation.</a> This guy walks by and hisses under his breath, "your shoes are horrible". Now, this "guy" was no prize by any stretch of the imagination. His boyfriend was probably pretty ugly too. He had long scraggly burgundy hair and was just awful looking. So, as he walks by and hisses at me, I turn to him and was all - Excuse me? Were you talking to me? Cuz I don't recall asking for your opinion! And by the way, have you SEEN your hair? <br />
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You may or may not recall that my sister and I DO NOT GET ALONG. I told her what happened and she immediately went into this rant about how I'm always so tightly wound and that I am so rude and that I should have just killed him with kindness. I will say that I have never met one person that tries to kill someone with kindness. They try to kill them with condescension. Anyway, it ended up in a huge fight and her telling me everything that is wrong with me. There is MUCH more to this story but I won't bore you with details. <br />
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What would you have done? Let it go? Allow someone to just walk all over you and just take their abuse? Or would you stand up for yourself and not allow it at all?<br />
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I know that I am a sucky blogger...blah, blah, blah. : ) Hopefully I will find my voice again soon. I've really been going through a dry spell lately. I'm still reading though. Oh, and if you want a blog to inspire your socks off? Check out <a href="http://www.kellehampton.com/">http://www.kellehampton.com/</a> Why can't I be more like her?<br />
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We are going to Boulder, CO this week. I'm pumped because I've always wanted to go and now I get to. Woo hoo! We spent New Year's with my family in Alabama and it was actually enjoyable. Suprised me too. <br />
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The kids are awesome and growing and changing so much every day. BB is almost 17 months old. Where does the time go. She is into everything and learning and doing so much every day. She calls her brother "Ah-boo". She goes in for a kiss from the dogs with her mouth wide open (GROSS) and she is definitely letting her opinions be known. She is not a big talker but has a handful of words that she speaks. She is doing well with sign language too. She loves playing outside and with her brother. They love each other so much! <br />
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One of my Christmas gifts was PhotoShop. I am clueless. I wish I had more time to play with it. I know just enough to make a photo look horrible. Well, I can make a few look ok. <br />
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My surgery went well. It wasn't as invasive as we thought and basically the doctor just had to move a tendon in my wrist. Thankfully I didn't have to wear a cast for 4 weeks. Just a bandage for about a week. The surgery was pretty much a breeze. The recovery, minus the stomach bug I caught the day after surgery, was easy. I thought I was going to die. I was miserable for 4-5 days and none of it was surgery related. I'm just glad that it's over. <br />
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The kids are great. Halloween was fun. BB was a witch and AB was a ninja. BB was sooo cute walking around that night. And yes...she is walking. She started on October 12. She crawled and walked for a few days, but then she just stopped crawling. Now she's running! I was beginning to wonder if she would ever walk! =) Now if we can get her talking. She can follow directions and knows lots of things. She says a handful of words and she knows several signs. She is absolutely a doll and still the best, most laid back baby I know. It is so fun to watch her walk and explore. She can actually walk to the car now! I don't want to rush the baby stage, but it's so much easier now that she's walking. AB is doing great! We love his new school. The 4th and 5th grade classes had an overnight field trip and went to an outdoor school. They had a blast! Ropes courses and repelling and all kinds of team building exercises. He absolutely loved it! <br />
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I'm in school again and am staying pretty busy with classes on top of everything else. <br />
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The transmission in one of our cars died. Long story short, we have to get a new car. Of course, it was almost paid for. We bought it used and it's been a great car! But it will cost thousands of dollars to fix it. We actually sold the car today and are trying to find another one. It should be fun trying to share one car. <br />
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My mother and I went to see the movie "F.or Color.ed Girls". It was amazing. I love Tyler Perry and all of his movies. This was by far the most intense, soul crushing movie that I've ever seen. I think that everyone needs to see this movie. I don't want to ruin it for anyone so I won't say more!! <br />
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BB went to sleep about 30 minutes ago so I'm trying to get lots done before I go to bed. She is still not sleeping through the night. She is up every 3 - 4 hours. The most she has ever slept is 6 hours...and she's only done that twice. She is only taking one nap a day too. She's ready for a nap about 3 hours after she wakes up but I'm trying to push her out and have her (hopefully) take one long afternoon nap. Then (hopefully) she will go to bed earlier. We'll see. She is still not eating well. Zzzzzzzz....<br />
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Talk to you soon!Leahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02085238514257285717noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8978124256011122259.post-2253717708901904352010-10-20T00:24:00.000-05:002010-10-20T00:24:10.144-05:00What a difference a year makes!<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Surgery scheduled for Friday. Classes started yesterday...all online...lots of typing. Frantically trying to get everything done before hand. I really miss blogging. I hope to get back to it on a regular basis soon. Le Sigh....</div>Leahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02085238514257285717noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8978124256011122259.post-30567180734540598232010-10-08T12:21:00.000-05:002010-10-08T12:21:41.092-05:00MIAHey all...I can't believe that I haven't posted in so long. Since having my iphone, I rarely get to the computer. Not that I have much time to use it anyway. We are in Kentucky now visiting the in laws. AB had a 2 week fall break so we came to visit. It's been nice.<br />
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We also went to Miami ( I think I told you that) for my sister in laws wedding.<br />
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I have to have surgery on my right wrist. I have a cyst on the tendon and it's about to rupture. Of course, I am right handed. And I am about to start an online class. Not sure how that's going to work out. My mom is coming to spend at least 4 weeks with us. Fortunately for me (unfortunately for her) she isn't working right now. I basically can't put any pressure on my hand after surgery and I will be in a cast up to my elbow for 4 weeks. Did I mention that I can't get it wet? Fun times, huh? <br />
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I'm using my father in laws lap top while BB is eating. And she just finished and is shrieking to get out of her high chair. She's doing great by the way. There went to sippy cup...food is sure to follow. Yep, there is goes. All over the floor. Here doggy doggy!! It's great! Like a vacuum cleaner with four legs and a mouth! hahaha!!<br />
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I will update properly soon. I promise. I may not comment (hard to type on a cell phone) but I am reading your updates.<br />
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I'm glad everyone is doing well. Leahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02085238514257285717noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8978124256011122259.post-54187199062656470442010-09-27T21:33:00.000-05:002010-09-27T21:33:12.592-05:00Conversation with the husbandSetting: Dining table eating dinner, the husband (H) is working on a flashlight of AB's to make it work.<br />
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H: Do you have a small screwdriver? Like one for eyeglasses? <br />
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Me: Reach down like I'm pulling it out of my a**. {cue crickets chirping}<br />
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Me: {Crickets chirping again} Uhh...ok. <br />
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Dooohhhhh!!! Men!!!Leahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02085238514257285717noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8978124256011122259.post-54312375224776174422010-09-15T23:03:00.000-05:002010-09-15T23:03:21.832-05:00Wiped Out...Alive and barely kicking. We were in Miami for my sister in law's wedding this past weekend. We stayed at the Ri.tz Carlton...amazing! It was hot and humid and busy. I will try to update soon. <br />
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My mother was here for 3 weeks and just left today...booo!!! I love when she is here. <br />
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BB is sleeping worse that ever lately. I think the trip really threw her off. She was up 3 times last night between 9 pm and 6 am. One night in Miami she was up crying at least 10 times. You moms out there who have babies that sleep through the night the moment they pop out of your vajay jay...consider yourselves extremely lucky. You are in an elite club. I'm in the permanent black circles under your eyes club. Almost 13 months of no more than 4 hours of sleep at a time makes you a little crazy. <br />
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On that note...going to bed. Will update asap.Leahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02085238514257285717noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8978124256011122259.post-45864408669741644052010-09-01T23:02:00.001-05:002010-09-01T23:05:56.815-05:00My Girl's BirthdayThis year has been the fastest of my life. I am so thankful that I get to be a mama to this precious little being. She is just such an amazing little person and I love spending my days with her. She is so much fun to be around and I absolutely love and adore her more that I thought possible. <br />
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What a difference a year makes!<br />
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Ok, on to the party. It was so much fun. Lots of work but fun. I think it turned out really well! My friends are awesome and I couldn't have put it together without them. Lets put it this way. The party started at 2. Kellye and Keri showed up at 1:15 and I was still in my pajamas. They saved me yet again!! <br />
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Kellye made this adorable little tutu for her! Along with a dvd of her first year in photos. Totally made me cry. <br />
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She looks like a little peacock!<br />
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The hot dogs were "for the kids" but the grown ups loved them too!<br />
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She wasn't too terribly excited about her cake. She was very sleepy.<br />
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But she managed a few smiles...<br />
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And then she hit a wall and was all "NO MORE CAKE!!"<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I have the nicest, bestest friends in the world! They made this such a memorable occasion and I am so grateful for their generosity and love for my children.</div>Leahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02085238514257285717noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8978124256011122259.post-60799705189245343132010-08-25T22:26:00.000-05:002010-08-25T22:26:00.658-05:00Checking InMy baby will be 1 tomorrow...wow. How is that possible? I will give you a proper update soon!<br />
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I leave you with BB's newest smile!<br />
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<a href="http://www.ahc.umn.edu/media/releases/ebtreatment/index.htm">The University of Minnesota</a> is using stem cell therapy on some of these patients and are seeing good results. The unfortunate part is that the children get extremely close to death's door during the process. <br />
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Why am I telling you this? Well, my heart has been aching for these children. I have literally sobbed for the last 3 nights while checking for updates. I so desperately want to help them but what can I do? I believe that this is so close to my heart for a reason. If I ever become a nurse (no, I didn't get into nursing school this time around, sigh) maybe I could work with these patients. I don't know. I just feel like I need to do something. <br />
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The one thing that I CAN do is to donate to <a href="http://www.debra.org/">DEBRA (Dystrophic Epidermolysis Bullosa Research Association of America</a>) . This organization is a necessity to families dealing with this horrible disease.<br />
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Please pray for these children and families. And consider making a donation to DEBRA or the families. It is just so heartbreaking and completely unfair. No one should have to deal with something so horrible...<br />
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My heart is breaking...Leahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02085238514257285717noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8978124256011122259.post-26166468658330972432010-07-28T22:18:00.000-05:002010-07-28T22:18:09.354-05:00And so it begins...AB has a girlfriend. It's the 2nd day of 5th grade and she asked him to 1) be her boyfriend 2) asked for his phone number 3) called my cell phone 14 times (the ringer was off thankfully) 3) called the home number 3 times 4) sent 3 text messages to my phone 5)finally talked to AB and asked him to go to the movies this weekend...or fishing.. HAVE MERCY!!!<br />
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She is a really sweet girl and very cute. But they are 10 years old! I told them that I would talk to her mom and we would see about them going to the movies. She then told AB to tell me to make sure that if I took them to the movies to sit several rows back...not anywhere near them. Nice. <br />
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My little stud muffin showing off his 'muscles'<br />
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This little cutie (who always seems to have food on her face)<br />
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Then proceeded to eat a graham cracker covered in dog slobber. A few germs never hurt anyone...right?Leahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02085238514257285717noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8978124256011122259.post-17297458116174610572010-07-26T19:56:00.000-05:002010-07-26T19:56:37.705-05:00Guess who slept?No, it wasn't me. I tossed an turned all night. But BB finally slept through the night for the first time. 8:30 pm to 5:45 am. Wow. I hope this is a sign of things to come! It only took 11 months! <br />
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So, did you guess that BB's party is going to be hot pink and zebra? I love it! The banner is finished and I am working on final touches. <br />
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What do you think about her birthday outfit? I am going to put a zebra print number 1 on the front of her shirt! Too cute!<br />
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</div>By the way.,...trying to photograph and 11 month old baby is like trying to wrangle an alligator. Not easy.Leahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02085238514257285717noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8978124256011122259.post-39232600656962106712010-07-24T00:51:00.000-05:002010-07-24T00:51:35.585-05:00Sneak Peak...Can you guess....<br />
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What the theme is for BB's upcoming birthday party?<br />
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I'll be doing it all again in October for this one too!!<br />
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So, what's been going on...hmmm... BB is almost 11 months old and we are planning her first birthday party. Wow. I can not even believe how quickly time passes. She is so much fun! It is just a matter of time before she starts walking. She is pulling up on everything and cruising along furniture, etc. <br />
She has 7 teeth (4 on bottom, 3 on top)! She is saying AB's name...no question about it! The first time she said it I was showing her a picture of him. She just blurted out his name! Too cute! She has her first cold and has been so pitiful. Her eyes are watering and she is so congested. She has been extremely clingy too. (I secretly love it!) She was up every hour last night. Help me! She is still not sleeping through the night. I am sooo looking forward to the day when that happens. There is so much more that I wanted to tell you but I can't remember right now. It takes me forever to fall asleep at night and I have all of these things running through my head. But now? Blank slate. <br />
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I remember after BB was born (well, and during my pregnancy), I said that there was no way I would have another baby. It was just too scary. But every month that my period shows up I am disappointed. I look at my family and think to myself, "You should be satisfied! How dare you want more than what you already have!". When I was in the depths of despair dealing with infertility I would get so angry at women who had a baby and wanted more. How dare them! Isn't one enough? But you know? Just because we are infertile doesn't mean that we aren't human. Most people in the world (infertile or not) want more than one child. We don't look down our noses at fertile people when they have a desire to have more. But we look down our noses at infertiles that want the same thing. I don't know. I'm conflicted. Part of me wants another one and part of me wants to keep things as they are. AB said he would love to have another baby join the family. But it would take even more attention from him. It's unlikely that it will happen but a girl can dream, right? <br />
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So, on to AB. He is doing well. Boys are different! The phrase 'boys will be boys' is so true! I am still learning and succeeding and failing all at the same time! I just want to give him the best of everything. It is hard to know what the right thing to do is sometimes. I guess that all parents feel that way at some point. He is growing so much! Getting tall and even more handsome. He has been here almost a year! How did that happen??! What a great kid he is. So loving and sweet. I wish you could meet him!<br />
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On a totally random note, I got pulled over by a state trooper last week. I wasn't speeding so I was really confused as to why he pulled me over. He told me that I was exceeding the speed limit. I asked him what my speed was and he just said, 'you were over the limit'. He couldn't/wouldn't tell me what my speed was. And the funny thing? He was in front of me and slowed down to get behind me. He said he clocked me speeding even though he was in front of me. I told him that I even had my mother check my speed and we both saw that I wasn't speeding. His response? "Well, since you seem to think that you weren't speeding, I'll give you a tip. Car manufacturers only make the speedometer accurate on precision cars, like a corvette. At any give time your speedometer can be 5 miles per hour over or under the speed showing. What you need to do is use your phone...it has a stopwatch, right? And time yourself from one mile marker to the next and divide and blah blah blah to see if your speed is accurate." Really? My response? "So, you are telling me to use my cell phone while driving on the interstate. I'll get a ticket for that!". He wasn't amused. He was a big jerk. What I wanted to say was, " so, you are going to ticket me because the company that made my car is at fault? I have to pay for their mistakes? Why don't you give people a 5 mph window just in case they really aren't speeding?! I was soooooo mad!!!!! He only gave me a warning but it was all I could do to bite my tongue. (as a side note, I got an i phone and have been using it for emails, texting, etc. I am having the hardest time typing on this computer keyboard! I keep waiting for it to auto correct my mistakes so I'm sure this post will have tons of misspelled words! Weird!)<br />
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Are you guys into the whole Twilight saga? I saw Eclipse with my niece before seeing the other movies. I had the hardest time getting into it. There is a scene where Edward is in the sun and he was twinkly, not melting. I asked my niece, "Why doesn't he melt in the sun?" She said they don't melt, they sparkle. Oh, ok! I found this extremely amusing! I ended up seeing Twilight a few days ago and it put things into perspective a little better. First of all, I have a hard time sitting still long enough to watch any movie. Secondly, I have a hard time watching movies that are so unrealistic. My synopsis of this movie:<br />
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You have this plain Jane girl that is an outcast move in with her dad. A sexy vampire falls madly in love with her and the romance!!! Oh, the romance!! She is so in love that she wants to become a vampire so she can be with him forever. But wait...there is a wolf...almost prepubescent in Twilight....who is (pretty much jail bait in Eclipse) oh so very sexy...with his 6 pack and big muscles. And he too is madly in love with her! The Wolf and vampire fight for her affection and to save her from the evil vampires (oxymoron anyone?). She ultimately must choose who she wants to be with and if she wants to be warm or cold for the rest of eternity.<br />
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Is there any wonder that girls have an unrealistic view of what love and romance really is?<br />
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I will leave you with this. When I was in Alabama, we took 5 kids (mine and my sister's) to Port rait Inno vations to have their photos taken. We had a 2:30 appointment and when we got there and it was utter chaos. The place was packed! So, we waited and waited and waited. Finally, at 4 pm they were ready for us. We had to leave by 4:45 and and 4:30 we still had not seen our photos. Long story short...it was a horrible experience and I will never go back. It took 2 more trips back there to get the photos and they were so rude to us. We did get some pretty cute photos so I'll share one with you. <br />
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Look at those eyebrows! Ha!! Too cute!<br />
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Clapping with daddy!<br />
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Brain is shutting down...<br />
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Oh, my wrist is better. Only took 3 days. Thankfully!Leahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02085238514257285717noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8978124256011122259.post-65019219406899932962010-07-03T12:11:00.000-05:002010-07-03T12:11:25.835-05:00HelloTendonitis (also called tenosynovitis, who knew??) in right wrist = YEOWWWWWWWWWOUCH!! <br />
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Hard to type.<br />
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Will update once I can type without pain.<br />
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How in the world are ya?<br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">She started standing in her crib last week (I had to lower the mattress). Needless to say, she was not too happy with me for taking her photo and NOT taking her out of her crib. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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And AB's new tricks...on the new Wii. BTW, we got the Wii Fit too. It might kill me...<br />
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Not so sure what I think about the wild look in his eye! It was only boxing after all! <br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">I managed to pass my entrance exam for the nursing program and officially applied on Monday. Who knows if I will get in this time around. If not, I'll just reapply for next year. Trying not to get too worked up over it. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">BB is growing so fast and we are already talking about her first birthday party..sob!! I can't believe how quickly time passes. I get tears in my eyes when I think about it. She will be grown before I know it. She is fully crawling and pulling up on everything. There is no sitting still for me when she's on the move! Sleeping is still sucky. But eating is better. She loves yogurt and I can pretty much hide anything in it. She had her 9 month doctors appointment a few weeks ago. She weighed 17 pounds and was 28 inches long. Her weight is in the 20th percentile and her height and head were the 70th. Ha! Big head...long and skinny. </div></div><br />
<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">AB is doing good. Just giving me the typical summer phrase "I'm Bored" all day long. Oh well. Too bad. He is such a home body and doesn't really like going anywhere. But he doesn't want to stay home. Ugh. What to do?! We were going to let him do a few weeks of day camp but now we have decided to visiti with my family. God help me now. It's very stressful to be with them. Hopefully it will be fun, especially for him. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div>My birthday is coming up and I can NOT even believe that I will be 37 years old! I'm almost 40! When did that happen? <br />
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I had all of these grand ideas for a post but now I can't remember to save my life. I'll just have to update later, if I think about it. <br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Look who is in big girl pajamas!! </div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">My sister in law took this photo and I just LOVE it! </div><br />
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Dog days....</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">Water gun fight with his aunt! </div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtK5GUBSB8Of25YWPqY-V2udITrI_dAGRFVZhK82zxA638vCy76RosgLC_bXoqbxTTUXpJeUz-O-SPMbhoVjZv8urYjFqMn5_nXLSHiFLvbmXeYigtVMMTwLlbSmt0VMnGzJy1FVwp4a0/s1600/DSC_0786.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" qu="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtK5GUBSB8Of25YWPqY-V2udITrI_dAGRFVZhK82zxA638vCy76RosgLC_bXoqbxTTUXpJeUz-O-SPMbhoVjZv8urYjFqMn5_nXLSHiFLvbmXeYigtVMMTwLlbSmt0VMnGzJy1FVwp4a0/s640/DSC_0786.JPG" width="640" /></a></div>Leahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02085238514257285717noreply@blogger.com5