tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33844183652457609052024-03-12T18:46:26.778-05:00Thoughts from a Blonde...Thoughts from a 40 year old on life, marriage, adoption and everything in between.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger245125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384418365245760905.post-85086721625123366062014-06-26T23:56:00.001-05:002014-06-26T23:56:35.437-05:00Ellie Became a BIG Sister!<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I haven't written here in ages, but felt I needed to share some wonderful news!</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Ellie is a <b>BIG SISTER. </b>Charlotte was born May 29th. She weighed 9lbs and 6 oz. It's an <b>amazing </b>story and I want to share it soon, but for anyone still checking this old blog...and I'm sure that's exactly zero people, here are some pics of my girlS!</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-NtLS3gYRQSs/U6z5E29FCvI/AAAAAAAABIc/uyE67674j5k/s640/blogger-image-1085736674.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="text-decoration: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><font color="#000000"><img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-NtLS3gYRQSs/U6z5E29FCvI/AAAAAAAABIc/uyE67674j5k/s640/blogger-image-1085736674.jpg" style="border: 1px solid rgb(238, 238, 238); position: relative; padding: 5px; -webkit-box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.0980392) 1px 1px 5px; box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.0980392) 1px 1px 5px; box-sizing: border-box; max-width: 100%;"></font></a></div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">E with C at the hospital. </span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-LEhUEhWF-T0/U6z5CH2_gRI/AAAAAAAABIE/0cd81CoXGbY/s640/blogger-image--406747467.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="text-decoration: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><font color="#000000"><img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-LEhUEhWF-T0/U6z5CH2_gRI/AAAAAAAABIE/0cd81CoXGbY/s640/blogger-image--406747467.jpg" style="border: 1px solid rgb(238, 238, 238); position: relative; padding: 5px; -webkit-box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.0980392) 1px 1px 5px; box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.0980392) 1px 1px 5px; box-sizing: border-box; max-width: 100%;"></font></a></div></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This one melts my hearts. </span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-sZ8r5XvkX2s/U6z5DxO3g3I/AAAAAAAABIU/xBWkuF7ZoCM/s640/blogger-image--1828149914.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="text-decoration: none; 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position: relative; padding: 5px; -webkit-box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.0980392) 1px 1px 5px; box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.0980392) 1px 1px 5px; box-sizing: border-box; max-width: 100%;"></font></a></div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Precious girl. </span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5K7u1nE_UtA/U6z5GCHocMI/AAAAAAAABIk/MBXjvb4FwYc/s640/blogger-image-1402679971.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="text-decoration: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><font color="#000000"><img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5K7u1nE_UtA/U6z5GCHocMI/AAAAAAAABIk/MBXjvb4FwYc/s640/blogger-image-1402679971.jpg" style="border: 1px solid rgb(238, 238, 238); position: relative; padding: 5px; -webkit-box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.0980392) 1px 1px 5px; box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.0980392) 1px 1px 5px; box-sizing: border-box; max-width: 100%;"></font></a></div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Ellie is in love with Charlotte and of course her mommy and daddy are also. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">God has blessed us with two precious girls and we could not be happier!</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Jennifer</span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384418365245760905.post-88317742496436689072012-12-27T23:32:00.001-06:002012-12-27T23:38:16.543-06:00RSV, Pneumonia and Christmas, (oh my!)My Christmas break started a week early this year. It wasn't really a break though. I need to back up a little. 2 weeks ago today, I took Ellie to our pediatrician. She wasn't sleeping, had a cough, runny nose and slight fever. He diagnosed her with a virus that needed to run it's course. By Saturday she was awful! Neither of us were sleeping, her temp was 103.5, horrible cough and lots of wheezing. Off to urgent care we go. <br />
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The doctor working did a step test, which was negative. But, there wasn't anyone to do a chest X-ray. She diagnosed her with an upper respiratory infection. Well, my momma instincts knew it was more than that. The antibiotic the doctor gave her was horrid and she vomited it up every single time I gave it to her. By Monday she was pitiful and I was terrified. I won't even post pictures because they are so sad. I didn't even put them on FB. Only sent to my family and closest friends. <br />
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Anyway, back to the pediatrician we go. He took one look at her and ordered all sorts of tests. I'm so thankful for the office we go to. They do everything right there. He'd already mentioned admitting her to the hospital because her O2 sats were 88. So I texted barry and told him to come asap. <br />
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The chest X-ray showed pneumonia so he told us he was admitting her and to walk next door to the hospital. There is a breezeway connecting the two buildings. Barry arrived just in time to walk over with me. When we arrived on our floor, they sent us right to our room. We did all the admit stuff over the phone from our room and Barry just walked downstairs to sign the paperwork. The nurses came in and got things going immediately. They were fantastic, explaining everything in great detail. They hooked up her IV, then did an RSV test and taped on the nasal cannula for her oxygen. 15 minutes later we knew she also had RSV. They started her on a strong antibiotic and she basically laid in my arms all day. It was just so scary and pitiful. I knew she was in the best place, but having your baby so sick is awful. <br />
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Our friends and family were fantastic! They came up to pray with us, brought us food and just came to sit. I know I say it all the time but, we have the best friends and church family! <br />
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We ended up staying three days. She was on oxygen the first 24 hours and then they slowly weaned her off while keeping her O2 levels up. It was a balancing act, but they finally got her off. We had the best nurses and other health care providers! They were truly amazing!! <br />
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We came home in time to have a few days to rest before our Christmas with Barry's family. Ellie still isn't 100% but she's back to her normal, sassy and sweet, almost two year old self. <br />
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I have a new appreciation (not sure that's the correct word) for mommies with sick babies. <br />
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We celebrated Christmas with Barry's family and then had a Christmas Day snow. It was beautiful. I'll have a separate Christmas post soon. Now we are enjoying some down time with daddy home for the week. <br />
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The first pic is our first day in the hospital after we were all settled. <br />
Pic 2: breathing treatments at home...every 4 hours<br />
Pic 3: Christmas Eve!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ellie loves to read! And yes, that's her "pappy" Don't judge me!</td></tr>
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I used my new blogger app to upload all these pics and they are all out of order. Not sure what happened. At this point, I'm just happy to have some on here so I'm not going to worry abou tit. <br />
Just so you all know, I do still check in on your blogs...mostly from my phone so I don't comment much, but I promise to try and get better again. Try, being the key word. <br />
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384418365245760905.post-32721079999325359642012-11-26T14:38:00.001-06:002012-11-26T14:51:37.512-06:00JoyI just had to share some pictures of my sweetie little girl. <br />
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She says more words and phrases than I can count these days. She loves her baby dolls and Elm0. Oh how she loves that guy. I tell Barry all the time I think he must be crack for toddlers. She has an small stuffed Elm0 she carries with her all over along with her baby doll. We bought her a new bike (radi0 f1yer tricyc1e that we can also push) that she is in love with. We take her for walks around the neighborhood. <br />
The pool was a HUGE hit this summer. She loves it and has no fear of the water whatsoever. She would spend the day in the pool if we let her. She'll look out the window and say, "pool, pool." How can you say no to that? <br />
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Ellie is still so little. Well let me clarify that. At her 18 month checkup she weighed 21.8 lbs. Last week I actually had to buy 24 month shirts because the 18 months were showing her belly. The 24 months are huge around, but just the right length. She has a long torso...she's going to be tall. She's still wearing 12 month pants though. She actually wore a pair of jeans last night that were 6-12 months and I had the adjustable straps pulled as tight as they would go. The bottom half of her is just tiny. Her waist is so small. <br />
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Picky eater doesn't begin to describe what our girl has turned into. She will eat any fruit you give her, but that's about it. ha! Well, she will eat chicken and steak as well. But nothing with ground beef. She hates most veggies and will spit them out and cry if I try to get her to eat them. I still put them on her tray every night. I've talked to my OT and Speech Therapist friends and they've given me lots of suggestions. Some of it I think is a texture issue and some of it is a control issue and I'm sure some of it she just doesn't care for. So far our pediatrician isn't worried. He said she's little, but has stayed on her own curve so that's good I guess. <br />
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Our bedtime routine is still the same....books, books, books. We also read a bible story and say a prayer each night before bed. I could read 20 books and she'd still want more. Now that I'm back to school, she's in bed by 6:30 or 7:00 each night and I wake her up at 6:40. She naps 2.5-3 hours a day and will ask for her nap if she's ready to sleep before our normal nap time. She still gets her pacie when she sleeps (don't judge me!) I'm sure I could break her of it, but I didn't do it this summer so I'm waiting for Christmas Vacation. Yes, it's all about my convenience. Well, that and the fact that she loves it and sleeps so good with it. She calls it her "pappy"...she knows she only gets it at "night night" times and usually is fine with that. Before we had Ellie, I would have been sure that thing would be gone long before she was 6 months old, but guess what I've learned....you do what works for you! <br />
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I need to do lots of updates with pics from probably all the way back to last Christmas. I'll get to that someday, but I do want to start keeping this blog updated if only so I can remember all the cute little things my girl does. <br />
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Here are a few pics from recently all the way back to the summer...<br />
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I guess that's a little more than a few. Some of these are from my iph0ne. I've been bad about using my regular camera because by the time I get it out, she's over the moment and on to something else. Photographing a toddler is not easy. <br />
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Ellie took two steps on her own last week. She had a nasty virus last week and I spent two days at home with her while she had a pretty high temp. Finally Wednesday evening she started feeling better and Barry was playing with her on the floor. She let go of the coffee table and took two steps towards him. It was sweet! She definitely loves her daddy. She hears the garage door open when he comes home and starts looking for him. As soon as he walks into the kitchen from the laundry room, she starts crawling as fast as she can to him. I love to watch her...and him!<br />
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She's started saying, "Wo" in the last couple of weeks. She'll say it when Sam comes running up to her or something surprising happens or even if she drops something. I think Barry and I must say it quite a bit. It's too cute. I think she says a lot of other things that I say to her often, but I'm not sure. Is it an accident or real words. So hard to tell sometimes because this girl babbles ALL. THE. TIME. She wakes up talking and doesn't stop until we lay her back for a nap or bedtime. <br />
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Speaking of bedtime...well really wake up time. Ellie still has her pacie. She's only ever had it at bedtime or in the car. We occasionally give it to her at church when it's nap time, but she doesn't get to crawl around with it. When she wakes up in the mornings, I'll pick her up from her crib and tell her to throw her "night night pacie" in the crib. She takes it right out of her mouth and throws it back in her crib. It's so stinkin' cute! <br />
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My girl has started biting. What's up with that?! Our pediatrician said most babies don't start until around 15 months. Just our luck she'd be an early bloomer with the biting. The first time she did it, I screamed a little because it HURT! This girl has 8 teeth and she bites hard. Plus it was unexpected. She laughed so it was hard for me to be serious, but I told her no. The next time she did it, she pretended like she wanted to snuggle and bit my shoulder. She's done it several times. Our pediatrician gave me some good advice and I'm hoping it works. The last thing I need is her biting one of the boys at the babysitter's. <br />
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If we are playing with Ellie on the floor, Sam is sure to be right there. A while back he stole one of her small teddy bear stuffed animals with a rattle right out of her toy basket. I didn't catch it in time and he'd slobbered all over it so I let him keep it. One day last week, he was chewing on what I thought was that, "baby" as we call it. All of a sudden I heard a "baaaa" coming from it and realized he'd stole another animal from Ellie. I grabbed it from him and washed it off since he'd just picked it up. The lamb got a good bath and was as good as new. Well, fast forward to playing later in the day. I'm playing with Ellie and throwing Sam's other slobbery baby for him to go get and bring back. Ellie goes to her toy basket, gets out that lamb and hands it to Sam. He takes it from her and runs off. I had to chase that dog to get that lamb back. Apparently Sam and Ellie have worked out some deal so he can have that lamb. They are really starting to interact more lately and it's so cute. She's even been throwing him puffs from her high chair. <br />
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Ellie is still wearing 9 month clothes and a size 3 diaper. I do have some 12 month onesies I got a while back for Christmas because I wasn't sure how big she would be by now. They fit, but are definitely big on her. She can't wear 12 month pants though, they fall right off her. She's just a little thing with a big personality. She laughs most of the time. Of course she's getting to that point where when she wants something, she wants it. If you tell her no, there is likely to be some screaming. <br />
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And now the important stuff...pictures! I have gobs of them because she was just too cute this month. Still a bit of a goopy eye. Going to see a specialist in January about the clogged tear duct. Hoping we come up with a plan. <br />
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</tbody></table>My mom, sister and nephew arrive tomorrow. I'm so excited! Can't wait to get lots of pictures of Ellie and Cooper together.<br />
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Ellie has so much personality! She is so much fun! I wish I could freeze time right now...of course I think that every month. This month is so much fun though! Ellie laughs and smiles so much. I think she's got to be the happiest baby I've ever met. Don't get me wrong, we've seen glimpses lately at some serious stubbornness. But, that's OK too. We love everything about this sweet darling!<br />
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We finally got in for our 9 month well baby visit when she was 10 months old. Our pediatrician had to reschedule the previously scheduled appt. Ellie weighed 19.6 oz. Even though she's only between the 50-60% for weight, she's in the 90% for height. She is growing!<br />
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We still have lots of drool, but definitely not as much as before those last teeth popped through. She loves to bite. Sometimes us, but mostly our clothes or blankets...things like that. She's never been interested in those teething rings that you freeze or refrigerate too much. She is however loving her tooth brush! I’ve been brushing her teeth for a while and now she wants to do it herself. So of course I let her after I do the actual brushing. She smiles as soon as she sees that thing!<br />
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At our visit with Dr. L, he told us we could start some table foods. I had already given her a few things, but he said to try turkey on Thanksgiving. Let me just say, it was not a hit. I even tried leftovers with her a couple times and it's a no go for now. I think it might be the texture because her response was to put it in her mouth and then make a very odd face. ha! She did however LOVE the mashed potatoes. We've also tried steamed peas with the skin peeled off. She loves those as well.<br />
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She has added a couple words to her repertoire "dada" and "mama." She also says, "dog-dog," "no-no," and "ni-ni" (when it's time for bed). At first she only said "dog-dog" when she would see our dog, Sam or I would ask her where he was. Now she says it when she sees any dog. It's so sweet. <br />
She loves, loves, loves to sing! In church she has started singing/humming along with the songs. We sing songs in the car and I'll look back in the mirror and she's just smiling away. We sing the "Itsy Bitsy Spider" several times a day and she now tries to do the hand motions. It's mostly just lifting her hands up and down, but it's so cute. <br />
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</tbody></table>Ellie is still cruising around furniture. We also borrowed one of those stand and push toys from a friend and she goes to town with that thing. She will stand still on her own, but as soon as she realizes we've let go of her fingers, she sits down. She is just lacking the confidence...she'll get there though. She also stands at her <a href="http://www.toysrus.com/product/index.jsp?productId=3109734"><span style="color: blue;">Laugh and Learn Fun with Friends Musical Table</span></a>. She crawls right to it and then will play with the different activities on it for what seems like forever. She just loves it!<br />
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This girl loves to read! We have SOOOOOO many books. I went a little crazy with the board books. I turn in a scholastic book order every month for my class so I also go on their website and order from the baby/toddler book order. Ellie had shelves full of books before we ever even got the call for her. Now she continues to get books. Plus her Aunt Laurie (my bff) sends her a gift each month for her month birthday. There is usually one or two books included in that. You know how us teachers are! Anyway, her favorite right now is, Toes, Ears, & Nose! It's a lift the flap book of body parts. She will let us read that to her multiple times while she lifts the flaps. We've only had one mishap and had to tape the flap back on.<br />
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Sleep is still a wonderful thing for us. She has been going down between 6:30 and 7:00 and I wake her up about 6:30. The weekends she usually wakes up by 7:00. I think mostly because she's in a good routine. Over Thanksgiving break, she slept until about 7:30. She still takes two naps a day. One in the morning for about 2 hours and her afternoon nap is down to 1.5-2 hours. On Sundays, she only gets one nap because of church. She sleeps in the car on the way to church for about 15 minutes and then sleeps after church for about 2.5-3 hours. She doesn't seem to have trouble with that. I mean I know she's tired, but never gets too cranky. She is definitely a go with the flow baby girl.<br />
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All in all....Life is GREAT!<br />
-Posted using BlogPress from my iPhoneUnknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384418365245760905.post-89722934909235516382011-11-30T21:14:00.000-06:002011-11-30T21:14:39.279-06:00Wordless Wednesday...not even closeAs you can see, I was a 30 Days of Gratitude blogger drop out. I honestly don't know how you moms that blog daily do it!! I just don't have the time. There are so many other things I need to do other than blog. As much as I'd like to keep up with it daily, I just don't. <br />
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Our Thanksgiving was wonderful and that deserves a post of it's own. But, until then, I will leave you with some iphone pics. I put up our tree the day after Thanksgiving, but Barry was officiating a football game so I waited to decorate it until he was home Saturday. Ellie is interested in it for sure, but not obsessed so that's a bonus. Now if I can just start wrapping some presents.<br />
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I finally ordered our Christmas cards tonight. I can't wait to get them. I also ordered our family pics we had done the end of October last night. See...I really am behind. And I really need to start thinking about a first birthday. Eeeek! Is it really possible?? <br />
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Ellie's 10 month update will happen sometime before she's 11 months old. That gives me 14 days. I'm enjoying every minute with this little darling! She is so funny and her smile just melts my heart. I love her more every single day...and I didn't think that was possible. This is just such a fun stage!<br />
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-Posted using BlogPress from my iPhoneUnknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384418365245760905.post-67725821066013168592011-11-15T21:10:00.000-06:002011-11-15T21:10:22.122-06:0030 Days of Gratitude: Day 12-15Is anyone surprised that I can't keep up with this? I had the best intentions, but life gets in the way. <br />
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Day 12:<br />
I'm thankful for the weekends. I am glad I get to spend my weekends with my sweet husband and the cutests baby around! I even love weekends when Ellie wakes me up at 5:45...this time change still has her messed up.<br />
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Day 13:<br />
I've said it on here before, but I'll say it again. I am truly thankful for my small group. I cherish the friendships I have with the people in this group. I appreciate the transparency we can have with one another. These people have supported us through the good and bad times and I know they will continue to do that! This group is just what I prayed Barry and I would find when we got married. I thank God I get to "do" life with these people. <br />
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Day 14:<br />
I'm thankful Ellie slept until after 6:00 this morning. It allowed me time to have some quiet time, drink my coffee and start to get ready for work before she got upt. It sure beats the 4:45-5:00 she's been getting up at since the time change.<br />
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Day 15:<br />
I'm thankful that 10 months ago, my daughter was born. Even though I didn't know it at the time, this day changed my life. Thank you, God for this darling baby girl! She is the light of our lives!<br />
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At nine months my sweet girl is changing everyday. I love this age so much! She is becoming quite a little person. :)<br />
Ellie is cruising around the furniture with ease. She thinks she's a big girl, let me tell ya! She loves grabbing things on the coffee table and has knocked over our drinks twice now....lesson learned! ha!<br />
We had her in to see our pediatrician again on the 15th...poor girl had another double ear infection. He started her on an antibiotic for 20 days to try to get rid of it once and for all. If it doesn't work, we are going to talk about tubes the next time she has one. We were able to get her weight and she weighed 18.7 lbs. Not sure of her length. We just moved up to the 9 month onesies and sleepers. They are big around, but the 6 month size was just too short. She has a long torso and short legs so she's still in 3-6 month size pants. Dresses are hit or miss...just depends on the dress. <br />
She cut another tooth on the 8th. Her upper right lateral incisor popped through. That gives us 5 teeth now. The other three on top are getting closer too. She is a drooling mess most of the time. Some days I pick her up from the babysitter and she's wet to her belly button and that's with an outfit change. <br />
We started some stage 3 foods this month. She loves to eat and there really isn't anything she won't eat. We can't give her any of the foods with broccoli because it gives her a terrible diaper rash. I read that happens so I've gotten rid of that. I also had some prunes in the back of the pantry for a just in case situation. :) Barry fed her dinner one night while I was doing some work and he didn't know what prunes can do to a baby. Needless to say, I got to experience those prunes the next morning when I got Ellie out of her crib. Oh my goodness! The poor girl pooped all day long. <br />
Ellie loves "Pat a Cake." We do it all the time. She also loves to play peek a boo. She just laughs and laughs. Speaking of laughing, this girl is ticklish! SO very ticklish! She has the deepest belly laugh. It just makes me smile.<br />
"Dada" is still her word of choice. She says it constantly. Whenever Barry walks in the room, she'll reach for him and say it. She knows what she's saying and what it means. She does the same thing with. "Mama" just not nearly as much. <br />
Other kids fascinate Ellie. Whenever she sees another child, she starts smiling and "talking." It doesn't just have to be kids she knows either. It can be any child. She is very friendly and will play with them easily.<br />
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This girl is still a rock star sleeper! She sleeps from 7:00 until I wake her up at 6:30 on weekdays. She takes a morning and afternoon nap. Some evenings it's all we can do to keep her awake until bedtime. <br />
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Bath time has become her favorite time of the day! We got a new bathtub inflatable duck. It sits inside our bathtub. She just loves it and so do we. It lets her sit in the tub without the chance of bumping her head. It also keeps her contained in a small area. It's just perfect! <br />
I'm sure I'm leaving lots out. I try to jot things down on my iPhone to remember what I want to blog about, but I am sure I don't get it all. <br />
Here are the pics...not too great because she was sick, but that's what was happening that weekend. <br />
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<img alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" src="http://i44.tinypic.com/el8t53.jpg" />To all of the veterans out there....thank you. Your sacrifice allows me and those I love to live our lives each day in a place we love. I will never <em>really</em> know all the sacrifices you and your loved ones make for the rest of us. I can imagine some of them and it breaks my heart, but unless I was living your life, I wouldn't truly "get it. " <br />
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The fact that you put yourself in harms way day in and day out, says a lot about you. It tells me you are brave, you love this country you live in and you are willing to sacrifice your own life for others. That in my book makes you a hero. So today, as we honor veterans in this country, I want to say THANK YOU. Thank you for all you do to make my life safe. Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384418365245760905.post-79036242402159498052011-11-10T20:57:00.000-06:002011-11-10T20:57:24.375-06:0030 Days of Gratitude: Day 10I'm so very thankful for the amazing job I have. While, I'd prefer to be at home with Ellie everyday, it's not possible right now. So instead I get to go spend my days with a classroom full of 2nd graders. <br />
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My days are full of children who make me laugh, teach me more than I teach them some days, gross me out and sometimes their stories make me cry. I'm lucky to do something I am passionate about. I'm lucky I get to teach children. <br />
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I'm also extremely thankful that I work with an absolutely wonderful group of people. They make my days brighter and a whole lot of fun. We truly are like a family and I love them dearly! <br />
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We also have the best custodian in the world. He goes above and beyond for all of us! I teach in a portable and he goes out to my room and turns on the air or heat in the mornings before I get there so the temp will be perfect. When we had super cold days last year and school was closed due to the ice, he went up to the school on his own time and checked on things, turned on heat in the portables and made sure everything was ok. He didn't get paid for that, he did it because that's the kind of man he is. He will drop his lunch if someone needs something. He is truly a one of a kind guy. (and he's single...which still amazes me!)<br />
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So even though I wish I could spend my days with my sweet girl, I have the best of both worlds. I even have great vacations. I'm thankful for being able to do something I love. <br />
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Neither one of us are perfect...certainly not me. He might forget to put his dirty clothes in the hamper, watch too much football or forget take out the garbage, but at the end of the day, he loves me. Yes, this man I married, my best friend, loves me. Each day, he <em>chooses</em> to love me. Even when I'm at my worst. Even when I am being a freak about him taking out the garbage, or putting his dirty clothes where they go, or watching too much football. He still loves me. He chooses to do that. <br />
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Let's be honest, love isn't always easy. There are times when we aren't too loveable. At least I know that's true for me. I don't always make it easy for him to love me. I <em>know</em> that. But, he does. And those things that drive me crazy about him, they aren't <em>really</em> that important. Not in the scheme of things. Because, I'm married to a man who would do anything for our family. I am married to a man who absolutely adores his daughter. When I watch him with her, I can't help but smile. And sometimes, I even cry. He loves our sweet baby more than I could have imagined him loving her.<br />
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Most importantly, I'm married to a man who loves God. He wants our family to serve God. Barry wants our family to do great things for His kingdom. We don't always know exactly what that looks like, but because he wants that, he prays about it. This man I love asks God to guide him in his role as a husband and as a father and in serving Him. <br />
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Yes, I'm married to a man who loves God, and because he loves God, he chooses to love me. And for that I am so very thankful.<br />
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We never met Ellie's birth parents and that was their choice. We were prepared for an open adoption and honestly wanted one. But, circumstances prevented that. For Ellie's sake, I hope that one day she will be able to meet her birth parents and really know them. <br />
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There are many nights when I sit and rock my daughter. I tell her <em>her story</em>. I tell her how she came to us and how we were <strong>beyond</strong> happy the first time we held her. She was the answer to years of prayers. She was our dream come true. Her mother made that dream a reality. I pray that one day I will be able to tell her (in person) just how thankful we are for the plan she made for Ellie. Because of her plan, I am a mommy.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384418365245760905.post-64586252715256322882011-11-07T12:09:00.000-06:002011-11-07T12:09:25.303-06:0030 Days of Gratitude: Day 7I'm thankful I have a little "alarm clock" who woke me up this morning. Even if it was at 4:45...gotta love daylight savings time with babies. I wouldn't trade it for anything though!!<br />
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Here she was last night at 5pm. She just couldn't keep her eyes open another minute. She fell asleep while we were snuggling. I had to wake her up later and put her in her jammies and give her a bottle. She went right back to sleep. :)<br />
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- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhoneUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384418365245760905.post-42123899031573308092011-11-07T12:01:00.000-06:002011-11-07T12:01:10.048-06:0030 Days of Gratitude: Day 6<a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"><img alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" src="http://i44.tinypic.com/el8t53.jpg" /></a>I am thankful for my amazing mom! She left last Thursday after being here two weeks. The time went by way too quickly. We had an amazing visit and she was able to spend lots of time with Ellie. Thankfully, she'll be back at Christmas.<br />
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My mom is one of my very best friends. My dad passed away when I was 12 so it was just my mom, sister and I after that. She was our rock. She could have become sad and bitter, but she had two little girls to take care of, and she did. So many people lose their faith when something bad happens, but not my mom. She continued to take us to church and be a wonderful christian example for us both. She taught me how to put others first and serve them. She taught me that it's not all about me. She taught me so many things that I look forward to teaching Ellie. I think I'm a pretty good mom (so far), but it's because she was such a wonderful example for me...and she still is. <br />
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I love you mom and am so thankful that God gave me to you.<br />
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I'm thankful that God's plan isn't always my plan! Last year it was harder for me to see that, but this year...it's a totally different story. I'm reminded of this daily when I look Ellie. Thank you, God for knowing just what/who we needed. Your plan is perfect!<br />
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- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhoneUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384418365245760905.post-81634071167436341572011-11-07T10:00:00.001-06:002011-11-07T10:00:20.056-06:0030 Days of Gratitude: Day 4<a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"><span style="font-size: large;"><img alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" src="http://i44.tinypic.com/el8t53.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size: large;">I'm so very thankful for wonderful friends! I've been blessed with some <em>amazing</em> friends who've always been there for me. Some of them have been my friends for years, while others are my newer Texas friends. </span><br />
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My mom flew home today, but she'll be back in December. Along with my sister and my nephew. I'm looking forward to them spending Christmas with us. Cooper is thrilled about coming to Texas. Especially since he'll get to see <em>his</em> Ellie Grace. So, today I am very thankful for planes and the under three hour trip from TX to MI.<br />
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We went to do some shopping after I got out of school on Tuesday. Ellie needs some good walking shoes and we wanted to take my mom out for her birthday dinner. She won't be here for her actual birthday so we had to celebrate early. We went to The Cheesecake Factory...mmmmm! Ellie was perfect. She ate her dinner while we waited for ours. She might be the nosiest baby ever. ha! She was into everything going on around her. I love her curiosity. When we were done eating, I took her out of her high chair so I could give her a bottle. We were going to be out past her bedtime so I knew she'd just sleep in the car on the way home. I sat her in my lap and started feeding her the bottle. What happened next isn't pretty! <br />
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We both ended up in the family bathroom cleaning up. I guess I should be thankful for family bathrooms too. Although Ellie HATES those changing tables they have in bathrooms. She is terrified to lay on them. She screams the entire time....like bloody murder screaming. With the cleanup we had to do, I'm sure people outside were wondering what was going on in there. <br />
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Thankfully, I had lots of wipes and had packed extra clothes as well as her jammies. I put on her jammies and she was as good as new. I on the other hand didn't have jammies with me. Or extra jeans. So, I cleaned myself up the best I could with water, soap and paper towels. As you can imagine that wasn't the best solution. But, it did the trick until I got home. I tried to cover the giant wet spot that was now on my jeans with the diaper bag. I'm not sure it worked. <br />
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It all worked out just fine and I'm glad I pack extra stuff just in case we have an "issue."<br />
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Anyone have any experience with this?<br />
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