tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62816998857100534602012-01-29T10:30:20.396-05:00Rustihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17912613768193549878noreply@blogger.comBlogger711100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281699885710053460.post-17832975505300361382011-06-23T09:17:00.000-04:002011-06-23T09:17:19.088-04:00

just a head's up in case you hadn't missed me yet (or already visited at my new home) ;) but I've moved! you can now find me over at my new site http://mylifeasanofficerswife.com - I'm still remembering where I put things and starting to decorate, but the furniture is arranged and my name is on the door :) I'm loving the new place and how easy it is to converse with the neighbors ;) Stop in to

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hey folks, I've gotten a bit tired of blogging on two separate blogs, so I'm currently in transition of moving from blogger to wordpress - I bought  my own domain "mylifeasanofficerswife.com" and got an amazing deal through a twitter/blog friend (Kate @ MommyMonologues) for a year of hosting through dreamhosters - so while the url currently still points you right back to MLAAOW on

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I'm linking up to MamaKat's pretty much world famous Writer's Workshop and I chose to do the Bonus Vlog Option! (Last week we talked about how your blog got it's name...this week show us where the magic happens! Where do you do your blogging? When does it get done? How long does it take to write a post? How much time do you spend on the computer? etc. Tell us about the process!) Once

Rustihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17912613768193549878noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281699885710053460.post-71963835654301344002011-05-02T09:18:00.000-04:002011-05-02T09:18:21.091-04:00

Okay, so Tammi over at My Organized Chaos is having a giveaway - and while I sometimes enter giveaways, and I sometimes don't - based on my level of interest, this one I'm DEFINITELY entering!! Tammi is giving away (to two lucky readers!) a Dora the Explorer: It's Haircut Day DVD!! and in case anyone doesn't already know - Goose is a HUGE Dora fan... I mean HUGE!! When she wakes up in the morning

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I'm linking up to MamaKat's pretty much world famous Writer's Workshop and I chose to do the Bonus Vlog Option! (Tell us the story behind the title of your blog. What is it? What inspired it? What other options did you consider? Are you happy with it?) Pretty much a rambling mess, with special appearances by a singing toddler and lazy dog... please excuse the interruptions, as well as the

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I can't believe how fast Goose is growing... it seems like it was only yesterday that she was gurgling, blowing bubbles, jabbering-in-non-English in my arms... and now she's closing in on two and a half and speaking more words, more clearly... mimicking Hubs & I... coming up with her own sentences... turning into Little Miss Independent... it's so hard to believe, and while I'm at times saddened

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disclaimer: this post may not be for anyone with a weak stomach... it's not graphic, but still. for the second week in a row I had to call in to work (on a FRIDAY!!) because Goose was/is sick... last week she started with a low fever, which turned into a higher fever (lingered between 102-103 degrees) refusal to eat anything, and two episodes of vomiting on Thursday night. Friday we went to the

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Didn't get in enough partying blog reading this weekend? Not quite ready to hang up your party pants? Then check out my friend Carri's first ever Sunday Funday over at Adventures in Mommyhood! Carri is crazy hilarious and one of my all time favorite people to read and tweet with.  We're all linking up our favorite posts of the week, so grab the button from her site and join the linky

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This is my 5 minute Stream of Consciousness Sunday post hosted by all.things.fadra. It’s five minutes of your time and a brain dump. Want to try it? Here are the rules…Set a timer and write for 5 minutes only. Write an intro to the post if you want but don’t edit the post. No proofreading or spellchecking. This is writing in the raw. Publish it somewhere. Anywhere. The back door to your blog if

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I sit here today, on March 11th, 2011 and think back to what I was doing 10 years right now... at this exact time I was either at work, or headed there shortly... having just finished my sister's birthday party, as she would be leaving to go back to college almost an hour and a half away in a few short hours... the whole family was over just hanging out... I remember hanging out in her room, my

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This is my 5 minute Stream of Consciousness Sunday post hosted by all.things.fadra. It’s five minutes of your time and a brain dump. Want to try it? Here are the rules… Set a timer and write for 5 minutes only. Write an intro to the post if you want but don’t edit the post. No proofreading or spellchecking. This is writing in the raw. Publish it somewhere. Anywhere. The back door to your blog

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This is my 5 minute Stream of Consciousness Sunday post hosted by all.things.fadra. It’s five minutes of your time and a brain dump. Want to try it? Here are the rules…Set a timer and write for 5 minutes only.Write an intro to the post if you want but don’t edit the post. No proofreading or spellchecking. This is writing in the raw.Publish it somewhere. Anywhere. The back door to your blog if

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This is my 5 minute Stream of Consciousness Sunday post hosted by all.things.fadra. It’s five minutes of your time and a brain dump. Want to try it? Here are the rules…Set a timer and write for 5 minutes only.Write an intro to the post if you want but don’t edit the post. No proofreading or spellchecking. This is writing in the raw.Publish it somewhere. Anywhere. The back door to your blog if

Rustihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17912613768193549878noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281699885710053460.post-12973827788461219962011-01-30T20:54:00.001-05:002011-02-06T13:17:56.991-05:00

This is my 5 minute Stream of Consciousness Sunday post hosted by all.things.fadra. It’s five minutes of your time and a brain dump. Want to try it? Here are the rules…Set a timer and write for 5 minutes only.Write an intro to the post if you want but don’t edit the post. No proofreading or spellchecking. This is writing in the raw.Publish it somewhere. Anywhere. The back door to your blog if

Rustihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17912613768193549878noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281699885710053460.post-9061003379227674322011-01-27T15:52:00.001-05:002011-01-27T15:52:29.183-05:00

the fears... and the tears... yesterday I blogged about how the fear gets me from the perspective of the "cop's wife" part of me... this post was brought on by the recent fatalities of Law Enforcement Officers - LEO's - all over the country... 11 (or was it 13?) in just 24 hours? 15 fatalities of LEO's already this year? You can read that post if you'd like HERE. and then last night? I had a

Rustihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17912613768193549878noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281699885710053460.post-1911444188272664922011-01-24T11:59:00.001-05:002011-01-24T12:04:15.866-05:00

big.time.FAIL. but let me set-the scene before I tell you how I earned a Worst Mother of The Year Award on Friday night/Saturday morning...Friday night was Girls Night Out with some friends (the first since Goose was born I think!!) I went to dinner & a movie with several friends (and talked my sister into coming as well) - I think there were about a dozen of us. My friend L & I rode together, as

Rustihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17912613768193549878noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281699885710053460.post-57836741173456585122011-01-06T02:05:00.005-05:002011-01-14T15:43:57.122-05:00

731 days ago I wasn't yet a mom… I was hours away from the moment that my life would forever be altered… 731 days ago I didn't know exactly how much love I could have for one tiny being… I hadn't been pooped on, puked on, cried on, pulled on… I hadn't nursed, cried, comforted and been comforted by one tiny being… 731 days ago I hadn't yet known just how much things would change… how some

Rustihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17912613768193549878noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281699885710053460.post-75985988182703484822010-11-05T14:00:00.001-04:002010-11-05T15:03:14.365-04:00

or so the saying goes... and I'm hoping in this case it's true...y'all know how we've been having biting issues, I mean, it's no secret that my previous few posts weren't exactly happy little joyful posts... they were the ramblings of a disheartened, frustrated, concerned momma... yet today, I have information. more information than I previously had, and the information is good news, and it's

Rustihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17912613768193549878noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281699885710053460.post-46954221707266000022010-10-20T16:47:00.000-04:002010-10-20T16:47:39.866-04:00

I sit here and complain about issues we're having, sleep we're losing, things that are bothersome, but easy to deal with, and they're a normal part of life... what this family is going through, is not bothersome. it's not a normal part of life. well, death is, but no parent should have to deal with the death of their child/ren... and to read the posts, and see that their faith is still so strong

Rustihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17912613768193549878noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281699885710053460.post-62743612481634708142010-10-05T10:24:00.001-04:002010-10-05T10:50:28.186-04:00

I think I've heard that before? I'm really hoping that it's true, and that the worst is here & gone quickly... in 21 months of parenting (tomorrow) I think this is definitely my most trying time... Saturday while at my parents' house Goose was playing with my niece CJ unsupervised and bit her, hard. Hard enough that she still had marks, missing skin & little scabs yesterday, 2 days after the fact

Rustihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17912613768193549878noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281699885710053460.post-10313177292220114562010-09-28T12:52:00.000-04:002010-09-28T12:52:13.134-04:00

literally. we finally seemed to be done with the nightmare thing, Goose is sleeping again, fairly regularly and well (not straight through the night or anything, but a LOT better than several weeks ago) and things were getting back to normal-ish... until yesterday morning... when I got a call from G's teacher letting me know that she'd bitten someone else... and made a second attempt... *sigh*

Rustihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17912613768193549878noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281699885710053460.post-40611864591308787892010-09-21T10:48:00.000-04:002010-09-21T10:48:38.313-04:00

so, what I originally chalked up to toddler-regression type sleep issues, I'm now thinking could instead be nightmares... I have no idea what in the world E would have been exposed to at this age that would cause her to have nightmares, but - it's the most likely explanation I can come up with... for example: usually when she's hitting developmental milestones or teething & such - her sleep is

Rustihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17912613768193549878noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281699885710053460.post-18303685657542066262010-09-09T00:44:00.002-04:002010-09-09T01:49:46.109-04:00

yikes. I had thought after the sheer madness of no sleep & clingy cranky toddler we went through the weekend before last that we were due for a break.. yet apparently that isn't the case (and seriously - WHY is it that Goose's WORST nights are always when Hubs is working?? he's pulling OT tonight - and the longest period of time she's slept for is an hour. over the last 3.5 hours. the shortest -

Rustihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17912613768193549878noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281699885710053460.post-90227622443881703922010-08-30T11:22:00.000-04:002010-08-30T11:22:03.243-04:00

you remember how I guest blogged over at Mrs. G.I. Joe's blog a couple weeks ago? well today I got a message from her about how HER blog was mentioned on a military website - BECAUSE of my post - crazy (and kinda awesome too! for both of us!) maybe we'll get some new readership out of it (or not, either way is fine - I love the readers I have now!! if I never get anymore I'll live) ;)

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about 10 minutes ago Goose tells me "poh eee" urgently - so we go into the bathroom, I pull down her pants, she rips off her diaper and sits on her potty chair for, oh... about 20 seconds. then she's up and about playing with the toilet paper, climbing in the empty tub, back out to sit on the potty, and so on. she's got a little rash around her diaper area & belly, so I figure a few minutes going

Rustihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17912613768193549878noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281699885710053460.post-46535990460710582632010-08-28T17:42:00.001-04:002010-08-28T17:44:02.133-04:00

well. not exactly - but pretty darn close... finally found something other than a bottle of milk that Goose could actually eat/drink - FROZEN GRAPES. (it's like a miracle cure!) they aren't so frozen that they're rock hard, yet they stay cold enough to provide her poor tender gums some relief (as well as actually getting food in her! hooray!)she had a great day at daycare yesterday, so that was

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to the help of pain meds that is... well, and Goose herself. I knew yesterday morning that something was going on, as she hadn't slept the greatest Wednesday night (as in, she refused to let Hubs get her back to sleep when she woke up around 3am... she cried until he brought her up to our bed to cuddle up with Momma) and when we left the house and got in the car she was fussy and crying, which

Rustihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17912613768193549878noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281699885710053460.post-57456458393835040772010-08-13T04:00:00.001-04:002010-08-27T13:54:00.062-04:00

it is an honor and a privilege for me to be able to say that I was invited by the FANTASTIC & super sweet Mrs. G.I. Joe to be a guest blogger for her while she's finishing up her manuscript and checking out NYC to attend BlogHer! So run right over (okay, click right over) to ACU's, Stiletto Shoes & Pretty Pink Tutu's and see my post about what being a cop's wife is all about for me. :) And

Rustihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17912613768193549878noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281699885710053460.post-55176026034358455342010-08-02T00:12:00.000-04:002010-08-02T00:12:08.086-04:00

it's been a long day, Goose & I were up at 6:15am to have breakfast at the restaurant in my hometown (we stayed the night with my parents - thank goodness!) before dropping her off at my aunt's house to spend the day while I golfed in a family memorial golf outing - registration started at 8am, tee-off at 9am... we golfed in the gorgeous (hot) weather - and had a great dinner which G was

Rustihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17912613768193549878noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281699885710053460.post-61048028094693379342010-07-09T13:26:00.003-04:002010-07-09T14:09:03.976-04:00

18 months ago I'd been a mom for 3 days...I was exhausted. my girl-parts ached. my nipples were sore, ravaged, tender, on fire.I'd changed more diapers in those three days than ever in my 28.5 years.I'd laughed, cried, cuddled, kissed, snuggled, dressed, undressed, nursed...I'd barely slept, eaten, showered, left the house...I'd fallen more deeply into love than I'd ever thought possible... I

Rustihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17912613768193549878noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281699885710053460.post-75438789663016917922010-06-24T01:57:00.000-04:002010-06-24T01:57:08.826-04:00

that's me! I need to post soon... I've got so many things to say... just need the time to say them!

Rustihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17912613768193549878noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281699885710053460.post-67047982789334797442010-04-28T02:05:00.000-04:002010-04-28T02:05:48.985-04:00

it's almost 2am... my alarm will be going off in 4 short hours... yet I sit here, one small room away, listening... I hear the mechanical noise of the projector casting fish across her ceiling, and the lullaby playing softly, I can hear her moans and cries from here, but that's not what I'm listening for... the baby monitor is in front of me... I watch the pendulum tick across the face of the

Rustihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17912613768193549878noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281699885710053460.post-193533569846216992010-04-21T11:40:00.001-04:002010-04-21T11:43:29.704-04:00

sooooo yeah. I've been thinking that Goose's crankiness and waking up screaming has been just her regular cutting teeth process (which really, it's not much different from the norm when she's cutting teeth) but yesterday at her 15 month check-up upon opening G's mouth during that part of the examination our doctor (whom we absolutely LOVE) immediately said "oh! she has a bad case of thrush!" and

Rustihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17912613768193549878noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281699885710053460.post-68561791433300513422010-04-19T16:12:00.003-04:002010-04-19T16:35:52.129-04:00

so yeah. y'all might know (or not?) that we're co-sleepers... we've co-slept since we brought Goose home from the hospital, and with the exclusion of the one month she slept in her crib at the 8month mark - she's been sleeping in our bed up until present day (at approx. 15.5 months old) and up until the last month or two it's been just fabulous.. hubs works nights, and even on his nights off

Rustihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17912613768193549878noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281699885710053460.post-71646030522517053542010-04-06T00:26:00.001-04:002010-04-06T00:56:22.797-04:00

so while commenting on another's blog, I found myself thinking about how much Goose talks (or doesn't, as the case may be) and find myself wondering if we're doing something wrong? G will be 15 months old tomorrow (okay, technically today, as it's now after midnight - why am I not sleeping?? good question. I do have to work in the morning... ack. off topic.) back to the topic at hand --> and

Rustihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17912613768193549878noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281699885710053460.post-64202688697994588902010-04-01T16:11:00.000-04:002010-04-01T16:11:12.009-04:00

so I've been looking for a new purse for a while now... my current purse is just too tiny (and jam-packed full of course!) and other purses I have hanging around (read: stuffed in the bottom of my closet) aren't going to cut the mustard either... what I've been looking for is something cute, not excessively huge, but large enough to fit a small container of wipes, a diaper or two, and if I could

Rustihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17912613768193549878noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281699885710053460.post-12311028153975516712010-03-27T23:26:00.033-04:002010-04-06T00:58:24.710-04:00

okay, so I know this is totally ridiculous, but Goose hurt my feelings today... and just to prove I know how ridiculous it is, I'm blogging it, so y'all can agree that, yes, it's absolutely ridiculous. I guess I should explain, right?when Goose was young, she would willingly go to anyone who wanted to hold her... when she got a little older, it was mostly just "momma" that she wanted... then for

Rustihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17912613768193549878noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281699885710053460.post-20323792692139628042010-03-19T22:22:00.000-04:002010-04-06T00:55:00.390-04:00

"they" being well-meaning people who tell all sorts of tidbits, suggestions and pieces of advice to expectant and new moms... you know the ones... and the things they say... like "parenting is tough, but absolutely worth it" - on that, I happen to agree. or how about how EVERYONE tells you about the "terrible two's" and even that "three is even worse - especially with girls" - well, I am

Rustihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17912613768193549878noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281699885710053460.post-9240278379967274492010-02-19T16:52:00.004-05:002010-02-19T17:07:23.243-05:00

first & second journal entries are posted!

Rustihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17912613768193549878noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281699885710053460.post-77866569700995276312010-02-19T13:09:00.004-05:002010-02-19T13:25:41.925-05:00

I've been considering for a while now the need (or lack of) for a new carrier for Goose... when she was younger I used the Infantino Front-to-Back carrier, and really liked it a lot.. But when my niece Cupcake was born 7 months after Goose, I traded carriers with my sister, who had received the Infantino Side Rider as a shower gift. The Side Rider has a higher weight requirement, so I let her

Rustihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17912613768193549878noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281699885710053460.post-863513238082295102010-02-17T09:16:00.004-05:002010-02-17T10:45:50.433-05:00

... and I want to blog, I just don't know what to say... I guess I'll just start rambling, and see where that takes us... so yeah. the last time I blogged was November... and it wasn't really a "real" post... it was me saying "hey, I'm going to blog!" and then... well... three months later, here I am.Okay. the last real post was May... and it ended pretty abruptly... I feel the need to recap

Rustihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17912613768193549878noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281699885710053460.post-26368158624631559492010-01-31T00:24:00.001-05:002010-02-24T14:09:52.708-05:00

I am not fond of these nights... these nights of screaming... she's cuddled close and is almost asleep before the sudden burst of screaming as she throws herself bodily away... she refuses comfort, she thrashes & screams, only to subside minutes later holding my hands... then it repeats... and again... she finally collapses in exhausted slumber... these nights, break my heart...

Rustihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17912613768193549878noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281699885710053460.post-76912565504896839382009-11-09T22:34:00.004-05:002009-11-09T22:58:31.892-05:00

and I don't even know where to start, or what to say... I've kinda been thinking about posting some journal entries on here but I'm not sure... (I've been sporadically writing letters/notes/milestones in a journal since BG was born, well, a couple BEFORE she was born even, and although there weren't many entries in the early months, I've been writing fairly regularly since July... when she hit

Rustihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17912613768193549878noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281699885710053460.post-87382552732588546452009-05-12T00:00:00.000-04:002010-02-24T17:02:16.349-05:00

6:25 nursed 5 minutes, visited UncleB7:10 home, diaper, change clothes, swing7:45 nursed 15 minutes8:00 asleep, my arms, living room, medium light9:00 crib, awake, fussing9:30 tylenol, nursed 10 minutes9:40 asleep (on boob) living room, medium light10:00 paci, rocked11:15 bed, lovey, curled up against me12:45 awake, crying, nursed4:05 nursed 15-20 minutes6:30 up

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1:00 - 4 month check-up & shots4:00 nursed 10 minutes5:15 home, slept on my chest6:48 awake, fussy7:00 nursed, cried, nursed, cried7:15 asleep, fussing, crying9:00 nursed 15 minutes9:20 asleep, my arms10:00 swing, awake11:30 tylenol, nursed 10 minutes11:40 bed, paci, lovey2:306:30 up

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3:30pm 4oz4:00 napped5:30 nursed6:30 napped8:15 nursed 10 minutes9:50 nursed 5 minutes11:00 bed, dim, paci, rocked2:30 nursed, rocked5:15 nursed 10 minutes, rocked7:10 up

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7:00 pick-up from AK's7:15 asleep7:45 awake8:00 ate 3oz, chilled, played w/Daddy8:30 asleep, my chest, rocked, paci10:30 bed, nursed 10 minutes2:15 nursed 5 minutes5:15 nursed 10 minutes7:40 nursed 10 minutes9:00 up

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5:40 diaper change5:45 nursed 10 minutes6:00 spit-up, played in gym, paci, walked around, rocked6:25 spit-up (a lot!) - fussed6:30 nursed6:45 spit-up again, and again6:50 swing7:30 paci, swayed to sleep8:00 awake8:15 nursed 10 minutes, read books8:50 paci, swaying, rocking9:10 playing with AuntK9:30 rocked to sleep by AuntK9:40 crib, dark10:20 awake10:25 nursed 15 minutes, living room, light,

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5:55 got home, changed, warmed bottle6:05 ate 4.5oz6:25 pooped, burped, played in gym7:30 rocked/cuddled, paci, crib w/fan - 1/2 swaddled, lovey8:08 awake, crying, still w/paci, held, hand, shushed, hiding, stood up, she was wide-eyed and smiled at me8:20 nursed 15 minutes, living room, natural light, no noise8:45 swing while I washed dishes9:05 started fussing, diaper change9:20 upstairs, rocked

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So I went from 3 days before I was due, to being the mother of a 4 month old without blogging... can you believe it? I can't! that's a lie. actually I very much CAN believe it... for one - um hello, babies keep you pretty busy, for two - um hello, babies keep you very busy, and for three - um hello, hubs works nights so I'm often home alone with the BabyBear, not to mention I'm working full-time,

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5:30 got home, Goose played in swing while I put away milk, got something to eat, changed diaper6:30 G ate 1oz, rocker her to sleep @ 7pm, watched American Idol, natural daylight, G slept in my arms, I watched The Mentalist8:30 G woke up8:45 ate 30z9:05 rocked to sleep in my arms - against my chest, TV light on mod./dim10:00 woke up fussing, gave paci, fell asleep on bottle - 2oz11:40 awake

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HOW IT ALL BEGAN: Well let me tell you how labor was for me... I went to the Dr. at 4:15pm on Monday Jan. 5th for a 40+ week check-up (my due date was the 4th) and for the first time in my entire pregnancy had high blood pressure and LOADS of protein in my urine, so after checking my cervix to find that I was NOT dilated in any way, shape or form - they told me to head in to the hospital just to

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5:40 home, nursed6:30 FedEx & Meijer9:30 my chest, couch, moderate TV/light10:30 ate 1.5oz bottle11:30 bed, paci - 4 minutes, nursed2:30 nursed 10 minutes4:00 nursed 5 minutes5:00 nursed 15+ minutes6:30 awake6:45 nursed7:00 asleep in bouncy

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7:05 rocking, couch, moderate noise, natural light7:30 nursing in bed - 5 minutes, minimum noise, dim7:50 nursed 10 minutes8:30 nursed 10 minutes9:00 nursed 10 minutes11:00 nursed 15 - downstairs2:30 nursed 5 minutes3:25 nursed4:305:00 awake5:40 paci6:30 awake7:00 nurse 10 minutes, up for day

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My sweet Baby Girl -I'm not the greatest at letter writer or keeping journals. I always start out well, then kinda lost my way... hopefully I'll be better at keeping up these letters/notes to you so you will have something special to keep one day... anyway... I meant to start these notes to you before now, but you have been keeping me pretty busy, and even when you are sleeping I can't help but

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Yesterday was my due date and nothing was stirring, not even a fart... I have a check-up today at 4:15 and hopefully they will check to see if I'm dilated at all... cross your fingers for me!!

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yep - that's right. Today is Thursday, my due date is Sunday - and I've not even had any Braxton Hicks contractions! haven't had any signs or symptoms that would indicate that labor is impending either... so, I'm thinking there's a pretty good chance we're going over... which I know is pretty common for first time pregnancies, and I'm lucky enough to not be way uncomfortable still... so - I guess

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Well - only to those who follow Swistle I suppose - our Baby Name Blog Post/Poll is up!! Go check it out here and vote/comment if you want to!In other things - 37 week check-up went well yesterday - only gained an additional .4 pounds, and no swabbing of areas that are better left untouched :) Everything looks good, Baby feels to be head down already, and we're measuring good, my BP was good,

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and starting to freak out a little about how fast time has flown by... or actually, how little time is LEFT! Not freaking out big time. Just a little.For instance, someone asked me at work last week "So, if you were to go in the next day or two would you be ready?" and all I could think was "WHAT? The next day or two?? HECK NO! I have too much work left to get done and my temp. doesn't come in to

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So I mentioned that I was hoping to hear something new at my check-up right? Well, maybe I spoke too soon. Not that there is anything wrong, but what I heard was a little bit of a head's up... You want examples - well let's see....my appointment went something like this (nurse's comments in blue, OB-GYN's comments in red)"It's time for your Group B Strep test, just put this in the window with

Rustihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17912613768193549878noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281699885710053460.post-76632223904263792312008-12-07T22:44:00.003-05:002008-12-07T23:09:34.244-05:00

my only persistant problem is heartburn - but if that is the only problem I have - I'll take it! Other than that things are GREAT! I'm 36 weeks along today - and have yet another check-up tomorrow, and I'm hoping to hear something more exciting than "urine sample was good, blood pressure is good, weight is good, baby's heart rate is good, see you next week" - for instance "oh yay, baby's headdown

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and by that - I'm totally talking about how quickly in one short day I can almost completely forget about that lovely section of the "My Pregnancy" list labeled "Pros"... it started last night, and is not really anyone's fault but my own... and a little of E's maybe... but mostly mine...I stayed a few minutes late after work waiting for the Big Boss Man (BBM) to get out of a meeting and begin

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A couple of weeks ago I noticed a little swelling of the fingers (am now wearing wedding set on my necklace) and feet/ankles (got myself some suede rubber-soled slippers to wear at work & have been propping my feet on my computer tower often during the work day) in the evenings... just this past week I noticed how icky lovely cellulite looks on my thighs... I'm wondering what fabulous pregnancy

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right now Copper is doing some serious pushing against whatever it is that is pushing into my diaphragm - or is it my ribs? I don't know exactly - what I do know is that breathing is almost effin' impossible uncomfortable - to say the least... if I place my hand at the very top of the baby bump all I feel is a hard little mound. Could it be the entire baby there?? I swear - it feels like more

Rustihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17912613768193549878noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281699885710053460.post-49640312529504751892008-11-07T09:05:00.001-05:002008-11-07T09:05:55.925-05:00

Jess of Oh, The Joys and Tania of Chicky Chicky Baby are keeping the Rolling On the Floor Laughing Awards going and I'm sharing the laughs with y'all!I nominated Catherine of Her Bad Mother because while her posts sometimes bring me to tears, and often make me think, this post was definitely deserving of a ROFL Award! It made me cringe, almost gag, laugh in horror, and pray several times for this

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Check out this awesome give-away from HomemakerBarbi!! If you're a new mom, or expecting - and are (or are planning to) breastfeed - this giveaway is for you!! Check it out HERE!! Good luck to you!! (although I've gotta say - I'm hoping to win this myself!) ;) Have a great weekend!!

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Rustihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17912613768193549878noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281699885710053460.post-43797446387048760302008-10-30T21:19:00.002-04:002008-10-30T21:29:29.256-04:00

so I'm in my 31st week, and today at my prenatal check-up I asked the nurse as I stepped on the scale "can you tell me how much I've gained, because I don't know what I started at" and she said "sure, you started at 109..." as the scale reads 140.0... so hey - I've gained 31 pounds... then when my OB/GYN is measuring whatever she measures (I just think of it as "mah bellay" but I know she's

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or I guess week 31, as I'm 30 weeks preggo already, which means I have only ten weeks or so to go... if I go full term and not early or late that is... and I'm currently having mixed feelings about being at this stage of the game... on one hand I can't WAIT to hold this sweet little creature and cuddle it and love it... and on the other hand, I really think I will miss feeling the movements going

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Well hello again little one,You are now 15weeks and 2 days old - well, in "gestational age" or whatever they call in anyway. :) I'm definitely feeling better, and I'm pretty sure you're getting all the nutrition that you need because I am hungry all the time! Which means I'm eating all the time as well! The morning sickness seems to have disappeared - although the migraines haven't completely yet

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Hi there baby :)I've been menaing to do this for a couple of weeks now, but as you will come to realize someday - rarely do I do much in a very timely fashion :) Maybe that will have changed after you make your grand entrance and get older - bu they say you can't teach an old dog new tricks right? (heck, we can barely teach TT new tricks, and he's still a puppy technically!)Anyway, I just wanted

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