tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27189222697498786772024-03-13T03:50:19.480-07:00 The Jeppesen ClanUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger29125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2718922269749878677.post-42284898672068241102014-08-29T08:54:00.000-07:002014-08-29T10:12:30.088-07:00Of Pools and Puke: A Mother's TaleHere is a timeline of my last 12 hours:<br />
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7:00 p.m. - Lendel picks me up for the company pool party<br />
7:30 p.m. - The gates open at the pool and we rush in to get free Costa Vida<br />
7:45 p.m. - Our stomachs are full, and we go change into swimsuits<br />
8:00 p.m. - We are having a blast in the water! Lendel decides to go on the water slides<br />
8:15 p.m. - Nash is freezing cold, so I decide to take him out of the water<br />
8:16 p.m. - Nash spits up a little, so I head to the edge of the pool<br />
8:17 p.m. - Nash starts <i>blowing chunks </i>all over me and him<br />
8:18 p.m. - I book it to the locker room, trying to hide the fact that my face is covered in vomit<br />
8:20 p.m. - I'm still trying to get all the vomit off of Nash and myself, while chunks start to clog the drain<br />
8:22 p.m. - Nash is naked and shivering while I try to get us both dressed<br />
8:25 p.m. - We meet Lendel outside, who has no clue what has transpired over the last 10 minutes<br />
8:26 p.m. - Nash starts puking again, luckily next to a garbage can<br />
8:30 p.m. - On our way home, I'm in the back seat with Nash in case he pukes again.... he does<br />
8:40 p.m. - Lendel has Nash by the toilet since he keeps puking<br />
8:42 p.m. - I bathe Nash to get the puke smell off<br />
8:45 p.m. - I follow protocol when it comes to situations like this:<br />
1. Call Mom<br />
2. Google "what to do if my 1 year old is vomiting"<br />
3. Call aunt with young kids to verify what above sources have said<br />
9:00 p.m. - I am at Wal-Mart, grabbing the Pedialyte popsicles, my hair still smells like vomit<br />
9:15 p.m. - I get home and find Nash asleep in Lendel's arms<br />
9:20 p.m. - We make a bed for Nash in our room and put him down for the night<br />
11:00 p.m. - I finally get to take a shower to get rid of the puke smell in my hair<br />
1:30 a.m. - Nash wakes up crying, so we give him some Pedialyte in a syringe<br />
5:30 a.m. - I'm exhausted and delusional, and realize Nash is starving so I give him a bottle... of milk<br />
5:35 a.m. - Nash vomits ALL over his own head and the bed we made for him<br />
5:40 a.m. - Bath time again, this time it takes a while to get the puke out of his hair<br />
6:00 a.m. - Make a bed for Nash on the couch, and give him a bottle of Pedialyte, he chugs it<br />
6:05 a.m. - Nash pukes up the Pedialyte he just chugged, luckily it only gets on his shirt<br />
7:00 a.m. - Nash has been sleeping better for the last hour than at any point in the night<br />
7:30 a.m. - Lendel goes to Wal-Mart to buy saltines so the poor kid can eat <i>something</i><br />
8:00 a.m. - I wash a load of laundry consisting of puke-covered goodies:<br />
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<li>3 towels</li>
<li>my beach towel</li>
<li>his swimsuit</li>
<li>my swimsuit</li>
<li>1 pillowcase</li>
<li>1 crib sheet</li>
<li>1 crib mattress protector</li>
<li>1 blanket</li>
<li>3 pairs of jammies</li>
<li>2 washcloths</li>
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Now he is happy as can be and running around the living room causing trouble.<br />
Oh the joys of motherhood!<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2718922269749878677.post-12070094363715617782014-04-30T09:03:00.001-07:002014-04-30T09:03:24.149-07:00A Little Bit of EverythingSince I'm so bad at this, here are some Nash updates!<br />
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<li> He can finally crawl!</li>
<li> His head is now measuring at a 2 (3 is average) so he's almost done!</li>
<li> His neck has improved soooo much since he started pulling up on things, so no more Botox!</li>
<li> He's been getting hurt A LOT lately. Bad Mom Moment of the Day: He fell off the changing table :( He cried for a good 5 minutes but luckily his books distracted him.</li>
<li> He LOVES books! I have 3 bins in his room for him to play with whatever he wants. One is books, another is soft toys, and the other is hard toys. He ALWAYS goes for the books. That could also be because they are easier to eat.....</li>
<li>He has started throwing fits when you take something away from him. His scream is quite unbearable.</li>
<li>He weighs more than three times as much as he did when he was born :(</li>
<li>He fits into 12 month clothes perfectly right now (at 11 months)</li>
<li>He will take his 1st Airplane ride in less than 3 weeks!</li>
<li>He is falls asleep in his stroller every time we go for a walk.</li>
<li>He LOVES the computer. Every time we have it out (like now) he comes up to it and tries to touch the keys. If he feels them, he gets this huge smile on his face and starts breathing really heavy.</li>
<li>He sleeps from 9 or 10 at night until 7 or 8 in the morning, with at least one 2-3 hour nap in the day. #luckymomma #isleepgooooood</li>
<li>Recently we had to take our car in to the shop so we brought everything in from the trunk. His new favorite toy is the windshield scraper. He won't put it down. What a goof....</li>
<li>He is super curious and has started pointing at things. It's pretty cute :)</li>
<li>He has 8 TEETH! (Good thing I stopped nursing him a while ago eh?) *shudder*</li>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cheesefest</td></tr>
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2718922269749878677.post-69042040560150457842014-02-26T13:39:00.001-08:002014-02-26T13:39:59.282-08:00It's the Mom Life!Let me tell ya..... being a Mom can have some ups and downs like crazy. I'm not just talking about the big ones, but the little things that change every single day. Some of the downs I've experienced lately? Well for starters how about the huge scrape I had on my cheek from the little man getting over-excited about who knows what. Or it could be the fact that in the last month we have found a <i>rubberband, </i>a <i>leaf,</i> and one of those little <i>stickers</i> from an apple in our son's DIAPER. Yikes! I swear I'm going to have to put a muzzle on the kid soon if he doesn't stop shoving everything in his mouth. It's giving him some awful diapers, and it's also scary! My kid's not even old enough to make stupid decisions and I'm already worrying constantly about him. However, aside from all the worries and stresses of being a parent, there are some pretty cool things.<br />
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Like the fact that the top rack of my dishwasher now looks like this:</div>
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And my kitchen cupboard look like this:</div>
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And my purse looks like this most of the time:</div>
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And I get to have a nursery in my house!</div>
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And we get to share meals with this cuteness :)</div>
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And look at those beautiful blue eyes</div>
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And have memories like this:</div>
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I've come to realize that it's the small things that make motherhood so wonderful. Who cares if my house is messy? It's messy because I'm busy playing with my little boy. Who cares if I don't get to do a million crafts that I see on Pinterest? I don't get to because I'm working to support our family while my husband finishes school. I love my little family. I cherish those rare moments when Nash snuggles with me. I have learned to love this situation that we are in right now. I wouldn't have it any other way.<br />
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2718922269749878677.post-36847349238689328142013-12-13T21:46:00.000-08:002013-12-13T21:46:19.310-08:00NASH UPDATE! My little man was 6 months old on Monday! I can't believe how fast time flies. It seems like yesterday I was just waddling around with that kid pushing on my sciatic nerve and kicking the heck out of me. I guess I'll start with his stats:<br />
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Weight- 17.5 lbs (49th %ile)<br />
Height- 25.5 in (85th %ile)<br />
Head..................................................... 93rd %ile<br />
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It's a good thing Nash is stinkin adorable with that big ol' jug head of his. I'm not sure how many of you know this, but he's had some issues with his neck and head. He was born with Congenital Torticollis. His right SCM (sternocleidomastoid) muscle in his neck is much too strong. Basically, one side of his neck is stronger than the other....like....way stronger. The SCM is supposed to be like a ribbon, but the one on Nash's right side is more tube like because he was positioned weird in the womb. The fix for this one is actually botox to relax the muscle, and allow the other side to strengthen. Unfortunately this condition also affected his head because when he was born he had a <i>massive </i> flat spot on the back left side of his head. Fancy term for that one: Plagiocephaly<br />
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We have been taking him to Physical Therapy for about 4 months now to work on his neck. About a month ago we went in and his head measurements had been reduced to a measurement of 3mm, which is generally the end goal for working with Plagiocephaly. This number represents the difference between two angular measures on his head. The Physical Therapist told us to keep stretching him and hopefully the next appointment would be our last.<br />
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Well, it wasn't. We showed up again and his measurement was back up to 6 mm (insurance usually pays for a helmet at 8mm). Since his head has gotten worse, we are going to meet with some specialists to see if he will qualify for a helmet to fix his head.<br />
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This is how my week looks next week:<br />
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Monday: Physical Therapy (a.k.a. Nash screaming while we stretch his neck)<br />
Tuesday: Meeting with Rocky Mountain Artificial Limb and Brace for a helmet consultation<br />
Wednesday: Trip to Salt Lake for a consultation with Utah Neuro Rehabilitation about the botox<br />
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None of this is super serious, but it's definitely taken up some of our time. I'm just glad my little man won't remember being in an embarrassing helmet for a few months :)<br />
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Here are some other happenings in my little man's life:<br />
-Nash sleeps for about 10 hours every night (he goes down super easy)<br />
-He takes 2 naps a day for an average of about 1.5 hrs each<br />
-He had his first baby food last week! (he LOVES sweet potatoes)<br />
-He has two super sharp teeth! (We didn't even know he was teething until we saw them in his mouth)<br />
-He can roll over and almost sit up (still no army crawling yet)<br />
-Nash loves people with dark skin! I know that sounds weird, but any time he sees someone with darker<br />
skin he just smiles and smiles while my blonde friends just get blank stares. Maybe he'll marry a girl with<br />
beautiful dark skin and I'll have gorgeous grandchildren?<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2718922269749878677.post-50926772391474774942013-11-04T12:34:00.001-08:002013-11-04T12:34:34.161-08:00A Little TreeAs I cuddled with my little boy at 3:00 am, I couldn't help but stare at him in awe. What a miracle he is, and to think it all started from little more than a couple of cells. I stared at him for a long time, carefully examining his features: his chunky cheeks, his little nose, and his slightly stuffy breathing. It made me realize, how could anybody not love something so pure?<br />
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My mind then jumped to the oh-so-controversial debates these days about when a human actually becomes a human. I immediately pictured a tree in my mind.<br />
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Trees are not always big and beautiful. They take years and years to grow into something magnificent. They can become shade, a place to study, a place to play, a place to build on, and even a home for many creatures; but how do they start out? <i>As a seed. </i>They start as nothing but a simple, tiny seed. If we took that seed and crushed it, did we just kill a tree? Maybe by definition we did not, but we did kill it's potential. We killed that little seeds potential to enrich somebody's life, to provide shade in the heat of day, to look gorgeous in a back yard. More importantly, we killed the opportunity that seed had to become something living and growing. We took away the most precious gift we could; the gift of life.<br />
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I have heard some people say that it is okay to kill a young tree because the environment it would have been in was too terrible a place. No matter the conditions, that tree still has the opportunity to provide oxygen for us. It still has the opportunity to nest tiny creatures and to belong to a struggling, yet beautiful world. To take away a tree's potential is crueler than to let it live in a damaged garden.<br />
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Is it sometimes necessary to get rid of a tree? Yes. Sometimes they are planted after a fierce storm carried the seed to somewhere that it did not belong. Sometimes they can grow into the foundation of a home and destroy that home. However, why would you intentionally plant a seed if you do not want a tree? If you are not ready to water the tree, protect it from the wind and insects, trim back the branches; then do not plant the seed. Use caution as a gardener, because once you plant a seed it is yours to care for.<br />
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I came to the conclusion that it is not the here and now that matters. It is what can be, and what should be. When we look at others, we should look at their potential rather than their simpleness in the present.<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2718922269749878677.post-59535873370131164922013-09-23T08:29:00.000-07:002013-09-23T08:29:00.454-07:008 Reasons Why Babies are Actually the Best1. They make funny sounds<br />
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<li>they love Mom</li>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2718922269749878677.post-42557108823759443092013-08-29T10:56:00.002-07:002013-08-29T10:56:52.089-07:00Lessons Learned in UtahI was a little nervous about moving to Utah, but I wasn't really prepared for what I've encountered. Sadly, I have discovered that Utah is not so much the land of milk and honey, but rather the land of pyramid schemes, plastic surgery, and an extreme competition for the title of "Best House-wife on the Planet".<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">#1 <span style="color: orange;">FAKE wins all in Utah</span></span><br />
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<li>I'm pretty sure Utah is right behind Hollywood when it comes to the amount of...shall we say... Fakeness? Fake eyelashes, fake body parts, fake tan, fake blonde hair, fake nails, fake EVERYTHING!!!!! Why is everyone trying to hide their natural beauty?</li>
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<li>I believe that women should take care of themselves. We should take care of our bodies, put on a little makeup, do our hair, and look presentable. Be careful though girls, we are meant to <i>enhance</i> our natural beauty, not murderously drown it.</li>
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<span style="font-size: large;">#2 <span style="color: orange;">You aren't a cool kid unless you run marathons.</span></span></div>
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<li>Now don't get me wrong, I applaud anyone who has the guts to go run until their feet bleed; but I just don't see what the big deal is. Everyone that runs a marathon puts a big sticker on the back of their car. I mean....pregnancy is kind of like a marathon right? And the last leg of that race is not one everyone could handle. You don't see me putting a sticker on the back of my car that says, "Hey! I pushed a baby out of me! (insert completion date here)".</li>
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<span style="font-size: large;">#3 <span style="color: orange;">Pyramid Schemes are the only way to make money.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">#4 <span style="color: orange;">Unless you are making EVERYTHING homemade, you fail as a wife and mother.</span></span></div>
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I love Logan. This is where my family is. It is here that I have received my college education, and have made so many good friends. It just breaks my heart to see so many women succumb to the idea that unless you are the best at everything, you are worthless. We women are precious. No matter what you do, someone will always be better than you. Forget about it. Enjoy the things you do because they make you happy, not because they will make you look better than someone else.</div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2718922269749878677.post-3321517578973753942013-08-12T11:32:00.001-07:002013-08-12T11:32:35.398-07:00NASH'S ROOM!When you move into your new apartment 4 days before you have a baby.... it takes a while to get the nursery done! All I have left to do is finish the "NASH" sign and hang it. I have my awesome Mom and my amazing aunts to thank for all the help! I love it :)<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2718922269749878677.post-2281222653980286972013-07-04T12:00:00.000-07:002013-07-04T12:01:10.582-07:00Nash Lendel Jeppesen<br />
Nash joined us on June 9th at 11:39 am. He weighed 7 lbs even and was 20 inches long. He has lots and lots of dark hair, and from what I've been told, looks a lot like his Daddy. He definitely got Lendel's coloring, which I'm grateful for because he has beautiful olive skin.<br />
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We had his 2 week check-up yesterday, even though he was 3 1/2 weeks. He was great for his PKU test and only cried a little bit when they pricked his heel to draw blood. These are his stats:</div>
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<li>Head: 14 in which is the 55th %ile</li>
<li>Height: 21.75 in which is the 70th %ile</li>
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Our little boy is tall and skinny with a normal head! Yay he's turning out to be fairly normal! He does have Torticollis, a condition in which one side of his neck is stronger than the other. We can't get rid of the flat spot on his left side because that's the only side he lays on because it's more comfortable. He just has to go to a little physical therapy and the doctor said his head will straighten out within a month or two! </div>
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Nash eats great and is a really calm baby. He usually sleeps about 4 hours, but occasionally we'll get lucky and he'll go for 6 or 7 hour stretches. (Last night was one of those so I am feeling great today!) No matter when he eats at night he is always awake bright and early so he's going to make me a morning person I suppose... bummer. Here are some of my favorite pictures of our little guy!</div>
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1. <span style="color: orange;"><b>You lose absolutely all dignity when you have a child</b></span>. After being ... checked... by multiple people, having to be helped when you pee, being spread-eagle for quite a few hours, and having someone watch you feed your baby... all pride is gone. I say Bless Your Souls Nurses! I have a new-found respect for all the medical personnel out there...<br />
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2. Forget the car, phone, light bulb, atomic bomb, etc... <span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: orange;"><b>EPIDURALS ARE THE GREATEST INVENTION OF ALL TIME!</b></span></span> We checked in the hospital at 2:00 and I had that sucker by 3:00. I wasn't playing any games!<br />
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3.<span style="background-color: white;"> <span style="color: orange;"><b>Closely following the Epidural comes the disposable diaper</b></span></span>. My gratitude for these grows exponentially each time this little angel of mine has a major blow-out. All I can say is.... "ugggghhhh" *shutter*<br />
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4. It is a wise decision to<b> <span style="color: orange;">make sure that internet and TV are set up <i>before</i> you bring the baby home</span></b>. After working or going to school, or both most of the time; sitting all day long with just a baby as company can get pretty boring. I'm like a lonely puppy at home all day and just wait by the door for when Lendel finally comes home!<br />
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5. <span style="color: orange;"><b>My mother is an absolute LIFESAVER!!!</b></span> She came out and stayed with me for a week after we had Nash, and she helped me out so much! I couldn't walk... or sit down for that matter... for about a week, so having her out here was the best thing ever.<br />
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6. <span style="color: orange;"><b>Post-Pregnancy Bodies are..... </b><i><b>different</b>.</i></span> It's pretty hard to look in the mirror and see what I see, but I just have to tell myself it was worth it; which it totally was. I've still got 20 lbs to go, and about these stretch marks.... yeah not sure when they will go away! Pants have become my new arch-nemesis =/<br />
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7. <span style="color: orange;"><b>My husband is the greatest guy ever</b>!</span> He's so good with Nash, and he helps me out whenever I need it. I'll admit, he's a bit pathetic late at night when he's tired, but I still love him ;) I always tell Lendel I don't want him to go to work, but I'm grateful he's working so hard for us.<br />
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8. <span style="color: orange;"><b>A Baby's smile is the most beautiful thing in the world!</b></span> Nash has just started smiling a lot and it melts my heart every time. He even makes the cute little 'cooing' sounds, which just adds to it. Of course when he does this I become one of those embarrassing parents: making ridiculous faces and talking in a high-pitched voice. Judge me all you want... remember I have no shame anymore!<br />
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That's really all I can think of for now... I'll post some more pictures and what-not within the next few days as I gather my thoughts.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2718922269749878677.post-566225448517692972013-05-22T08:35:00.001-07:002013-05-22T08:42:31.862-07:00Ultimate Nesting-FULL TERM- That's right.... I am now officially considered full term. Although my due date is still three weeks away, I already packed our hospital bags. One reason: I <i>love</i> packing. Weird right? Oh well.... I do love it. The other reason I already packed is because we are moving this weekend. Since I am so close to my due date and progressing quite rapidly, the last thing I want is to go into labor in the middle of a move. We will keep the bags in an easy place to grab and be a lot less stressed when this baby does come. Also, what better way to "nest" than to organize a completely new apartment!? I'm super excited about that part :)<br />
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All the baby stuff! These are some necessities that I've found on random blogs and what-not. I am more than willing to hear any ideas from Mommies out there who have other excellent ideas for the baby's bag....or my bag for that matter :)</div>
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This is Baby's bag all packed! (Lendel doesn't like that I refer to him as "Baby", but seeing as we aren't 100% sure what we are naming him, what else am I supposed to call him?)</div>
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Unfortunately, my ability to control my stress levels has decreased a ton. I've found myself having quite a few anxiety attacks the last few weeks when I get stressed out. Last night I was starting to panic about how we are going to get everything moved, and I was being somewhat grumpy towards Lendel. In my defense, he was having some fun with it and teasing me. He finally ran to the store to grab a few last-minute items for our dinner. (Apparently in Lendel's world you CANNOT eat beef enchiladas without sour cream). I was about in tears when he left, and when he came back, he had this in his hand:</div>
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Yup. Oreos and a Mini Rose plant. Of course I immediately started crying and apologized for being grumpy towards him. I'm pregnant OK!? Cut me some slack! What a sweet guy I've got. </div>
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2718922269749878677.post-74970516336709771152013-05-13T09:24:00.002-07:002013-05-13T09:27:37.517-07:00A Wonderful Weekend<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Coming Soon'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;">This weekend was fantastic! I had a great day on Saturday just going to random shops with Lendel. We also stopped at A&W to grab a bite to eat and a root beer float. Since every single date of ours has to be followed by ice cream for me, it worked nicely to get them both at the same time. I was on my feet more than usual so they puffed up quite a bit by the end of the night. Good thing Lendel is amazing at foot rubs! Here are some pictures to sum up my weekend:</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We got to talk to this great guy yesterday! My brother Kyle has been on a mission in England since March of last year. Notice his name tag is in Chinese, but his mission is English-speaking. He spends a lot of time up by the university in York, where there are a ton of Chinese people. He's such a great kid! He's so nice, and never says anything bad about any of his companions, or the people he meets. It says a lot about a person when they can get along with just about anyone, and not complain about all the crazies you can meet when serving a mission. I sure do miss him! Our little boy will be almost 8 months old when Kyle gets back, but he's going to be an amazing uncle.</td></tr>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Coming Soon'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"><br /></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2718922269749878677.post-47761824135663902152013-05-07T10:14:00.001-07:002013-05-07T10:14:46.989-07:00Getting There...We had our first real weekly appointment today. For those of you who don't know what they do for these, let's just say they do some measuring. I am already at 2 cm and 70% effaced. Again, if you don't know what that means.... don't go look it up. If you do know what it means, you are probably a woman who has had a child and this won't gross you out :) Basically... I'm already starting the first stages of labor! I was fairly surprised when my doctor threw out those numbers because I'm only at 35 weeks. I was a little worried it meant this little man would come early, but she said she still expects him to come at 39-40 weeks. She also estimated him to weigh in at about 7 to 7.5 lbs at delivery. Glorious day! He won't be gigantic!<br />
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Lendel and I both had to resist cracking up while she was checking some things out because she kept saying, "Oh you have a wonderful pelvis" and "This looks great, your pelvis is fantastic". In normal words: I GOT ME SOME GOOD CHILD-BEARIN' HIPS! Hahaha sweet....<br />
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I bought some decorations for his room yesterday, and I got so excited! Now I just need to hurry up and move so I can set up his room. Yes.... we've decided to move. We found a great place that is still really cheap and sooooo much bigger so we decided to go for it.<br />
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Graduation was on Saturday, and I am officially a college graduate with a Bachelors in Exercise Science and a Minor in Psychology. It doesn't seem real yet, but I guess it will when Lendel has to go back to school and I get to stay home with Baby :)<br />
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On Sunday, we were sitting in a meeting and Lendel leaned over to me and asked, "How long has it been since you've seen your Dad?". I started bawling. Man I miss my family, but especially my Dad. It's been about six months since I have seen him and it's just not right! I can't wait for them to come out and visit when Baby is born. I love my parents and my brothers and my sister. I also love my in-laws. I know... that can be a rare thing, but I really do have the best family on both sides.<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2718922269749878677.post-14810015881587804772013-05-01T21:09:00.000-07:002013-05-01T21:09:05.770-07:00VAMPIRE! Sort Of...."I WANT GRILLED TERYAKI CHICKEN AND I WANT IT NOW!!! and some rice and broccoli stir fry... "<br />
Yep... that's the text message I just sent my husband. Lendel thinks it's funny.... I think it's miserable. For those of you who have read the Twilight series, you will understand this comparison, but those who haven't: don't judge me I was in high school when I read them! I feel like the vampires do when they describe how it is to first be turned into a vampire. It's described as a "burning" feeling in your throat that just can't be satisfied! Having an intense craving when pregnant feels like if you don't get that food item right at the moment, you could probably punch a hole in a cinder block wall. So.... I feel like a vampire. Except I don't want blood (eww) and I could easily drive down the road to Panda Express, but I'm too lazy to do that (also due to pregnancy).<br />
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I think it's safe to say I'm reaching that "Oh man please just hurry up and get out of me...but not too soon because you wouldn't be ready and I would be scared for you...but as soon as possible!" phase of pregnancy. This whole time I have received numerous compliments on how I don't look "as pregnant" as I really am. Honestly, I have loved it! What waddling pregnant woman wouldn't love being told she looked small? Especially when sitting in a small bathtub makes you feel like a hippo... However, the last few days, I have received at least 4 comments along the lines of, "Wow Nicole! You've gotten a lot bigger!" Granted I'm not offended, but I really did enjoy the "small" comments. It's like this little baby is saying, "Ha Mom! You just thought I was going to play nice! But now I'm going to sit in a position that makes you look gigantic and put extra pressure on your sciatic nerve!" What a punk... good thing I love him.<br />
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Unfortunately, baby Boy was too big and his head was really far down so we didn't get any cute face pictures. I was really looking forward to some profiles of his face, but in 7 weeks time we will know what he looks like! All I can think about now is this little guy. Lendel and I both love him so much already, and we haven't even been able to hold him yet! </div>
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-Weight gain: 30 lbs thus far. Let's hope it doesn't get to be much more...</div>
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-Favorite Smell: Johnsons all over baby wash. Oh my gosh! I could walk aroung smelling that stuff all day long. I got 4 bottles from my showers and it's a dang good thing I did.</div>
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1. Warm Weather!!!!!!!!! (Haha sorry all you Colorado people that are just enduring tremendous bursts of wind.... I really don't envy you)</div>
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2. Only 32 days until I graduate from college..... and only 10 weeks until I have this baby!</div>
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3. I had a fantastic time with my Mom and Sister last week, but it also made me sad that I live so far away from them. I realized the other day that my Dad won't really even get to see me pregnant. Last time we went down there I was only 16 weeks along and not really showing, but next time I see him I will have a baby. Shoot.... now I'm crying.... curse these hormones!</div>
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4. Baby Boy is really starting to hurt me! I don't know what position he is in right now but some part of him keeps jabbing into my lower left side and boy does it hurt. He's only 3 lbs right now, so I'm a little nervous to see what he can do when he's 6 lbs!</div>
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5. We got a whole lot more money in tax returns than we thought we would! The Lord sure is looking out for us and our little guy, because that extra money just guaranteed our financial security while I'm on maternity leave. </div>
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6. Although my goal is to be a stay-at-home Mom, I will be working for the next few years to put Lendel through school. It doesn't really bother me to do so though because my baby will always have one of his parents with him. I'm also glad that Lendel is going to get some great bonding experience with our little guy while I'm at work. He's going to be such an amazing Dad. I don't know how I got such a good guy.</div>
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7. I don't know about the rest of you, but I am SOOOOOOO glad that Utah State will not really be turning into BYU-Logan. </div>
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8. I have accepted the fact that my apartment is small, but other people do it and so can I!!! (self motivation really works you see.... I just have to keep telling myself that)</div>
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9. I am an epic failure when it comes to April Fools jokes on Lendel. Yesterday I set traps up over our entire apartment including: setting the TV to loudest volume and turning it off for him to discover, putting food coloring in everything I could think of in our Fridge, taping the faucet so it sprayed on him, duck taping the toilet seat shut, and putting bowls of water at the tops of doors. Basically nothing worked, and if it did, he didn't give the response I wanted. Boo on Lendel for being no fun at all to pull pranks on!</div>
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10. I'm so sick of my hair and my face. My hair is doing weird things, and my skin is breaking out. Just a couple of things to add to the ridiculously long list of things that make you feel ugly when pregnant. Luckily I have a husband who tells me I'm still beautiful, and I know he really thinks so, although I'm starting to think maybe he just needs an eye check up...</div>
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Oh! I also wanted to send a huge shout out to those of you who came to my Baby shower. I have the best friends and family and I loved everything I got! Even more so, thanks to my great friend Hillary for throwing the best parties around! She is so talented in so many ways, and if you ever need pictures done, she's also an awesome photographer :) Her blog is titled "hillarymuelleckphotography" and you should probably check it out!</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2718922269749878677.post-52010410016067907232013-03-19T11:18:00.001-07:002013-03-19T11:18:34.788-07:003rd Trimester!Today is the day that marks the 3rd trimester for me! Only 12 more weeks to go until we have this little guy with us :) [13 max if I follow the trends of all my cousins and go a week overdue.... I'm really hoping this doesn't happen.]<br />
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Pretty much all I do anymore is NEST! For those of you who don't know what that is, it's the constant preparation of the home for baby to come. I am constantly planning and organizing where everything is going to go, and yes, decorations are included. I can't focus on school at all anymore!<br />
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I had a check up yesterday and my belly is measuring right on track, along with my weight gain (Hallelujah!). His heart rate was at 140 bpm and everything is looking good. I took the glucose test, and lucky for me I couldn't taste it. My husband was kind enough to pass on his cold to me right at the end of spring break. I have never had to call in sick for a cold, but man this one is a killer! Apparently pregnant women's immune systems are in the same category as the immune system of someone with AIDS.... awesome =/ Good thing I can take my go-to drug, Mucinex. I still sound like a stuffed up fool whenever I talk though.<br />
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Thank you very much Obamacare....NOT! We made the decision to be self-reliant and get our own insurance instead of using medicaid, and now pretty much we are being punished for that decision. Boy was Lendel angry when he saw those numbers! We can afford it, but goodbye extra savings for a while! Luckily we have been blessed greatly thus far in our marriage financially and we will be able to handle it, but it just sickens me to know I could put $10,000 toward medical expenses before my insurance even kicks in. Better safe than sorry right? </div>
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Here are a couple of pillows I made yesterday :) the long one is sewn shut and just stuffed with filling, but the square one has a zipper (that's way too small) and is a pillow cover. It was my first time sewing a zipper and it didn't turn out too bad! I had fun making them too!<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2718922269749878677.post-44089991607510323152013-02-07T12:49:00.002-08:002013-02-07T12:49:47.921-08:00Decisions, Decisions!It seems like all my life is made up of lately is decisions! I have quite a few decisions already made that I know for a fact will not change:<br />
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<li>I would rather be surrounded by a staff of nurses and doctors with plenty of hospital equipment than just one midwife at home. What if something goes wrong?</li>
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Wow, that's pretty much it. This post really did help me organize my mind (which is a hard thing to do when you have prego brain). Excel has been my best friend lately because I have been making so many charts to figure out our finances. This baby is not really going to cost that much more for us. Hallelujah! Can't wait for this little guy to join us :)</div>
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2718922269749878677.post-70710418728405198922013-01-21T20:58:00.000-08:002013-01-21T20:58:05.203-08:00Let the Shopping Begin!!!!Well everyone, I was dead wrong my entire pregnancy! It's a BOY! Oddly enough, it feels so right to know that he is a he, even though I thought he was a she! Lendel said I couldn't post any pictures of the proof, but trust us; it's <i>definitely</i> a BOY :) I do admit I teared up a bit when I caught the first glimpse of his profile. Even though he is still a bit alien-ish, he is just adorable! It makes it all so much more real, and I love him so much already!<br />
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I've been asking Lendel this entire time what he wanted, but he always said he didn't care and would be happy with either gender. However, when the ultrasound tech confirmed that it was indeed a boy, Lendel did the Nacho Libre fist and yelled, "YES!". I looked at him and said, "I thought you didn't care?". Ha I guess it's just an inherent wish for a guy to have a little boy first.<br />
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For those of you who aren't from my hometown, you may not realize that my Dad's side of the family is notorious for having umm..... extremely <b>large</b> heads. Well, our little guy got it! The tech looked a little nervous at first and said, "Umm.... his head is kind of big". We both laughed and asked how big. "Realllly big", was the response we got. Yup, our baby's head is in the <b><span style="color: red;">90th %ile! </span> </b>Hahaha oh we laughed so hard! We actually get another ultrasound because his head is measuring 2 weeks ahead. There is nothing to worry about, they just want to track his growth. He weighed in at 13 oz (2 oz heavier than he should be because of the head). All else was in great condition :)<br />
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That is pretty much the exciting stuff... Oh, except for the fact we found out our scale is off by 5 lbs. So, I've gained almost 15 lbs since I got pregnant, and Lendel has gained just as much! He was a bit distraught this morning when he stepped on the scale and saw the number. Maybe I should stop letting him have half of my milkshake every night? Ha.... oh Lendel :)<br />
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And... here is a picture of the little guy! You can definitely tell his head is big, but still! His little nose and mouth just make me melt! (And P.S. that is totally the umbilical cord, so worry not)<br />
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We are so excited! I already have all the colors for the room picked out (much to Lendel's dismay) and can't wait to finally start shopping for all kinds of cute stuff!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2718922269749878677.post-88766821436888087612013-01-06T12:44:00.000-08:002013-01-06T12:44:06.933-08:00The Best of Times....Well this week has been one of mixed emotions indeed. We had an absolutely grand time visiting my family in Colorado. I always love visiting, but Lendel hit the jackpot this time! The first night we were there he got a pistol for Christmas from my parents, and then ate 2 1/2 steaks for dinner. Spoiled much? I think so.... We went sledding and played a lot of games with my family (I am awful at Monopoly), and Lendel probably played about 40 hours of Halo and Call of Duty with my Dad and Brother. I am SO glad we don't have video games here ;) I loved spending time with my family, and realized just how much I appreciate them. It was odd without Kyle, who is serving in England, but it was still great to relax with the family. Of course when we left I cried, I always do.<br />
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We got some sad news the day we left for Utah. My grandpa Mortensen was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer a couple months ago, and on Wednesday he took a turn for the worse. When we got into Utah on Thursday night we went straight to my grandparents house to see him. Unfortunately he was not responsive, but at least that meant they had managed the pain enough for him to sleep. That night Lendel cleaned my grandparents entire kitchen while I watched kids and my aunts took care of my Grandpa. He is such a great guy, and I sure do love him. We took all of my cousins home that night and watched them for my aunts. We played Mommy and Daddy and bathed them, fed them, and got them ready for school. We had to come up to Logan on Friday night so I could work, and got the call that my Grandpa had finally passed. It has been difficult, but there is so much peace knowing that he is no longer in pain, and that I will see him again. He was such an amazing, kind, and sweet-spirited man.<br />
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School starts tomorrow, and I'm still not registered for all of the classes I need to graduate. I'm not panicked because it was the advising office's fault and they <i>have</i> to let me graduate, which means I'll just be taking alternate courses for my required classes. I can't believe this is my last semester of school! I am so excited to be done and be able to focus on this little one coming our way :) I am 18 weeks along and we get to find out the gender in 3 weeks (that is if I can't convince my doctor to see me one week earlier). I can't wait to know! It will make it so much more real. This life definitely has it's ups and downs, but I still love it!<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2718922269749878677.post-2791890143403729072012-12-21T10:14:00.000-08:002012-12-21T10:16:17.400-08:00Holidays!It's been a while since I posted! I am 15 1/2 weeks and today I got to hear my baby's heartbeat again :) It was a healthy 157 bpm! I also set my appointment for my next ultrasound, and we get to find out the gender of this little one on Monday, January 28th!!!! Ahhhhh I am just downright giddy! I can't wait :)<br />
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Monday was our 1st anniversary, and even though we didn't get to spend much time together, I had a great time with Lendel. We went to Olive Garden (my favorite!) and he surprised me with a cute little note and some pretty earrings and bracelet from an antique store. I sure love him!<br />
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This weekend we get to spend a lot of time with the Jeppesen's. I swear I am the luckiest girl in the world, because my in-laws are great :) We will spend Christmas day with them, and then take off for Colorado the day after! It has been 6 months since I have been home, and I can't wait to have a relaxing week with my family. I'd say after a semester of work, school, and vomiting; I deserve this break, and Lendel deserves it just for cleaning up after me and doing the dishes for 2 months straight!<br />
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Well, it's probably a good thing I don't post real ones like that because they are really long. Oh well, at least I've tried!<br />
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Happy Holidays everybody!!!<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2718922269749878677.post-82849957037850085322012-12-02T20:10:00.001-08:002012-12-02T20:10:57.830-08:00Hallelujah! Oh boy am I glad it's this week already! I am now 13 weeks along and it is glorious glorious glorious! I have only thrown up once since Thanksgiving, and I even played volleyball on Friday without getting too sick. I have been so jolly this week, and Lendel is loving it because I can now officially do the dishes without gagging! Poor guy has really hated doing them so much, but I appreciate it. I am so looking forward to this next trimester for many reasons. I will fell great, finally look pregnant rather than awkwardly thick around the waist, and be able to find out the gender of the little one! Awwe yay :)<br />
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Finals start soon, and lucky for me I only have one comprehensive one that should be fairly easy. Next semester should be fairly easy. Biomechanics and Fitness Evaluation are my only two classes left for my major, Physiological Psychology is the one left for my minor, and that leaves 3 random credits! What am I doing for those credits? A walk/jog class (joke right!?) and an intro to sewing class. I'm way excited to take the sewing class because it will not require homework, and since my awesome Mom isn't here to show me how to sew, I can learn the basics.<br />
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We had a great night tonight with the Hardy's from our ward. They came over and we had breakfast for dinner, and watched the First Presidency Christmas Devotional. They are really fun and I can't believe they are moving out of Aggie Village! Sad day :(<br />
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I am starting to get bigger because I eat CONSTANTLY!!! Om nom nom nom I am always hungry! Oh well, good thing I like food yeah? I can't wait for Christmas to come! We will be with Lendel's family on Christmas day and then heading down to Colorado the day after for a week. AND there will be lots and lots of great treats that I can eat! Yesssssss......Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2718922269749878677.post-22672856133481633652012-11-25T12:29:00.001-08:002012-11-25T12:29:14.580-08:00And So It Begins...Oh my goodness I can't describe how happy I am! I think it's mostly because I have a Christmas tree sitting in front of me, and it's mine! I love Christmas, and I honestly don't think Lendel has ever seen me as giddy as I was on Friday night when I was setting it up. Our tree is very simple: only 6 ft tall, fairly thin greens, with gold and red bulbs and bells. It doesn't matter to me though because I'm just happy I finally have one!<br />
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Of course Thanksgiving was a great experience, but there were so many reasons it was great. My Grandpa Mortensen was recently diagnosed with Pancreatic Cancer. It is widely known that Pancreatic Cancer works quickly, so we don't have much time left with him. It was such a blessing to be able to see him and the rest of my family. My family came up this Thanksgiving in order to spend some time with him. Grandpa gave the prayer for Thanksgiving dinner, and what a prayer it was. He is such a special, kind man, and I have been so lucky to have him in my life. I love him so much.<br />
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The holidays are always my favorite time of year (after Halloween, I get too creeped out during Halloween). A miracle happened on Thanksgiving and I'm so glad it did! I can proudly say that Thanksgiving was the first day in a long time that I did not puke!!! Oh what a relief to enjoy all that great food and not even have to see it come back again! And the best part? I haven't thrown up since! Thanksgiving will now be one of my favorite days of all time :)<br />
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These pregnancy hormones sure are crazy I tell you what. The worst one? My nose! Oh my goodness everything in this world stinks! My uncle Brad decided to make fresh salsa and eat it for breakfast. I'm sure it was great, but he would walk in the door and I could smell it from upstairs. Sorry I avoided you for all of Thanksgiving Brad! I have also been experiencing the crying syndrome lately. Yesterday I ended up having to work for a lot longer than planned, and I was exhausted. I knew our apartment was messy so I was preparing myself for the cleaning. When I walked in the place was spotless! Lendel had cleaned everything and even done the piles of laundry I had been neglecting. I cried.... a lot. I married a good one! Thanks Lendel for being the best guy to me always :)<br />
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My belly is starting to move out slightly, mostly because I'm not throwing up everything I eat :) We'll see how long until I look full-out prego! Anyway, if you happen to see me around crying, just know they are probably tears of joy for some small thing, and understand that I swear I have no control. I'm pregnant. I plan on using that excuse frequently for the next 7 months!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4