<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666</id><updated>2011-09-08T13:09:59.777-04:00</updated><category term='Evelyn'/><category term='Baby Stuff'/><category term='Birth'/><category term='All'/><category term='TTC/ MC'/><category term='Life in General'/><category term='Pregnant'/><category term='Charlie'/><title type='text'>Oh Baby</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog is about my journey into and through this thing called parenthood...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>223</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-5698923372325039387</id><published>2011-09-05T09:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T09:37:19.345-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Evelyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie'/><title type='text'>2 years and 6 months...</title><content type='html'>I now have a two year old in my house! Can you say AWESOME? I can't believe two years have gone by since lil Charlie joined this world. He runs, and laughs and talks and he is just amazing! We celebrated his birthday with 20 of our closest peeps. Even though it is totally against every manner guide, I asked for limited toys... We are really overloaded with toys and have little space to store anything else. Plus, I am against most toys with batteries and end up banishing them to the basement where they see little use. He didn't really notice. He ate massive amounts of cake at his party and played with balloons and jumped in his bounce house. His smile told me that he had a blast! He is just a little charmer!&lt;br /&gt;Our little Ms. Six Month Old Evie is teething! She got her first tooth a couple of days ago, and let me tell ya, she has slept like shit through this process. Poor kid and poor mom... Now that I am back to work, I can't slide those afternoon naps in and bedtime can't come quick enough. She is such a sweet, pleasant baby, but I can't help but feel like she only tolerates me. She is a daddy's girl all they way... She does flash the best smiles that warm your heart. She is rolling and almost sitting. She is interested in everything her bother does which is very endearing to me because they get along so well right now (I know this won't last). She also, finally has a bedroom. Charlie is now in a big boy bed and Evie has a pink room. Even though she is still sleeping with us most of the time, I am hoping soon she'll start to get sick of her daddy's snoring and my constant bed hogging and want to sleep in her own space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just another day in the life of the Murph's... Paradise!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-5698923372325039387?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/5698923372325039387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=5698923372325039387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/5698923372325039387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/5698923372325039387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2011/09/2-years-and-6-months.html' title='2 years and 6 months...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-4341798959327809910</id><published>2011-08-19T20:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T20:57:55.607-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><title type='text'>Up North!</title><content type='html'>We are on our way up north as I'm blogging. Thank heaven for IPhones! This will be a much needed break before the craziness of school starts again. Up north is always fun filled family time with no obligations of home life and I definitely need this time. Being at home has been extremely taxing lately. I think any mom who has lost 5 months of sleep living with a teething baby probably feels like me right now, but I have extreme guilt because I feel this way. I never take a moment with my children for granted because I know what a true blessing they are and how lucky we are to have both of them, but I am just in need of a little break. Tony has been working mad-crazy hours and sometimes I feel like a single mom. He has been gearing up to travel to Germany for work which is an amazing opportunity, but holy Hannah his job is demanding. As P-Diddy says, "More money, more problems."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... Enough of the whining...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby boy is almost two! Where had the time gone? I love that he and I hold tiny two year old conversations (mostly about trucks, trains and tractors) and I love his sense of humor. I also love how he mimics everything including some choice swear words that his momma may have uttered once or twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby girl is almost 6 months old and still refusing the bottle even when it has boob juice in it. I do believe she is also popping a bottom tooth. We are really working on a routine, but she is her momma's daughter and her strong will tells us that she'll eat and sleep when she is damned well ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now! We are almost there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-4341798959327809910?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/4341798959327809910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=4341798959327809910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/4341798959327809910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/4341798959327809910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2011/08/up-north.html' title='Up North!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-6223221128257293451</id><published>2011-08-17T21:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T21:48:16.291-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Formula is not poison!</title><content type='html'>Dear Stubborn Girl of Mine,&lt;br /&gt;Formula is not poison! Since you refuse to drink it, you cannot get any teeth because in case you didn't know, your momma has serious issues with breastfeeding and teeth. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks and love,&lt;br /&gt;Momma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously... It's just formula. We've tried every kind out there and she refuses them all. She is as stubborn as me... Oh the teen years should be fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-6223221128257293451?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/6223221128257293451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=6223221128257293451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/6223221128257293451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/6223221128257293451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2011/08/formula-is-not-poison.html' title='Formula is not poison!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-3730908746343289227</id><published>2011-08-10T13:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T13:15:06.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up...</title><content type='html'>So it has been quite a while (hello 4 months) since I updated, but cut me some slack. Being a mom of 2 is busy work. I am just going to break it down simple style since I really should be working on my thesis instead of leisurely catching up on blogging...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tony and I had our first date night away from the kiddos&lt;br /&gt;I got my hair chopped ridiculously short to make mornings easier&lt;br /&gt;Mother's Day was celebrated with breakfast in bed, flowers and chocolate&lt;br /&gt;Evie got baptized &lt;br /&gt;I went back to work... &lt;br /&gt;Charlie adores tractors and all things outside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer break started! &lt;br /&gt;We attended a massive amount of open houses and weddings (one in which I was the minister)!&lt;br /&gt;Father's day was celebrated with a huge cookout/ pool party with family&lt;br /&gt;Evie started rolling, and sticking her tongue out, and blowing raspberries&lt;br /&gt;Charlie adores holding his "sissy" and opening the refrigerator for snacks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;July:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated the 4th at the beach with friends&lt;br /&gt;Tony and I celebrated 5 married years together (14 total years together)&lt;br /&gt;Evie started screaming in her little voice, got her ears pierced and tried solid food&lt;br /&gt;Much to my dismay, Charlie loves to entertain his sissy by jumping on her bouncers while she's in them and sitting on her for horsey rides... &lt;br /&gt;My new nephew was born and my dad had a stroke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;August:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are seriously considering buying investment land.&lt;br /&gt;Tony is working some mad crazy hours&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa has recovered well so far from his stroke&lt;br /&gt;Evie is eating like a champ&lt;br /&gt;Charlie is talking up a storm and we can hardly believe he'll be two soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there is a down and dirty of what's up. It is crazy around here and I love every sleepless moment of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TssGmE1EmCM/TkK6okGJLkI/AAAAAAAAARc/DTpRA_gWGpY/s1600/IMG_0467.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TssGmE1EmCM/TkK6okGJLkI/AAAAAAAAARc/DTpRA_gWGpY/s320/IMG_0467.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She looks like she's terrified of him, but really she is fascinated by him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5vMSkTVc5f0/TkK65Ru0QYI/AAAAAAAAARg/CD0mKwvrPQo/s1600/IMG_0441.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5vMSkTVc5f0/TkK65Ru0QYI/AAAAAAAAARg/CD0mKwvrPQo/s320/IMG_0441.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yes that is Dorito dust on his face and perhaps my daughter's first real underwear (diaper) flash (Hollywood here she comes!), but what a couple of cute kiddos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-3730908746343289227?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/3730908746343289227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=3730908746343289227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/3730908746343289227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/3730908746343289227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2011/08/catching-up.html' title='Catching up...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TssGmE1EmCM/TkK6okGJLkI/AAAAAAAAARc/DTpRA_gWGpY/s72-c/IMG_0467.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-5251705052160453145</id><published>2011-04-07T21:25:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T23:37:56.547-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Evelyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birth'/><title type='text'>What a ride!</title><content type='html'>Okay so though it is a month overdue, here is the story about the day Evie entered the world:&lt;br /&gt;February 28th - Nest, nest, nest! House is totally cleaned and I am praying this baby stays put until the schedule c-section On March 8th... No dice...&lt;br /&gt;March 2nd 5:00am - Get up and get ready for work like normal.&lt;br /&gt;Take Charlie to my bro and sister-in-law's and drop him off quick to avoid the tears that are a new thing for us...&lt;br /&gt;As I am making my quick escape I think " hmmm maybe I should go back in and pee because I am leaking a Lil bit... Nah, I'll hold it until school."&lt;br /&gt;Waddle into my classroom and promptly to the bathroom leaking all the way.&lt;br /&gt;I then decide I need to go back home and change my pants because I am sure I have pissed them. So then I call my BFF who is also my co-teacher down to my room and only then does it occur to me that my water may have broke. She rushed down just in time to convince me to call my Obgyn. I did and then, after cleaning my house an a quick trip to Burger King to fulfill a craving, we finally made it to the hospital. Since I had no contractions my option were a repeat c-section or induction...&lt;br /&gt;Fuck Pitocin... I opted for the c-section which resulted in a totally pain free delivery and a beautiful girl named Evelyn. The stay the hospital was less than steller (a story for a different day) but the recovery has been good. I am now, seven weeks later, a pro at being a mom of two little blessings. I even have gone grocery shopping alone with both babies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-5251705052160453145?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/5251705052160453145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=5251705052160453145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/5251705052160453145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/5251705052160453145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2011/04/what-ride.html' title='What a ride!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-2942477328468223984</id><published>2011-03-10T10:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T10:07:59.381-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Evie is Here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewWidget" style="width:425px; 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background-image:url(http://cdn.staticsfly.com/img_/share/preview/msc/widget/bottom.gif);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-2942477328468223984?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/2942477328468223984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=2942477328468223984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/2942477328468223984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/2942477328468223984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2011/03/evie-is-here.html' title='Evie is Here!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-6979001575245420568</id><published>2011-02-27T13:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T13:45:08.042-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Evelyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie'/><title type='text'>Holy Hannah - I am having a baby!</title><content type='html'>Not right now of course because I am blogging...&lt;br /&gt;But within the next week, I will have a baby in my arms...&lt;br /&gt;Not just a baby, but my baby girl Evelyn "Evie" Elizabeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am nesting like crazy. My house has never been this clean - ever! With a toddler, I highly doubt it will stay this clean for much longer than his nap time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we are as ready as we can be for the big event. Arrangements have been made for Charlie's care, my bag is pretty much packed, my birth plan is good to go and, well, I am just ready to smooch her little chubby cheeks. As of last week, I haven't really dilated or anything yet, but my doctor said that could change within hours and she is in the right position. If I go into labor on my own, we'll try for a VBAC. If not, my C-section is scheduled for next Tuesday at 7:30am sharp.I refuse to be induced... I never ever want to go through that hell again. I am good with delivering either way as long as the result is a happy healthy baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will sound crazy, but the thing I am most nervous for is leaving Charlie. He'll be in good hands, but the longest I have been away from him is overnight. If I have a c-section, I will be in the hospital for about three days and even though he'll visit, I am going to miss his smile and goofy demeanor during my stay. Plus, I'll leave here having him as my baby and when I get back, he'll be my big boy and quite honestly, I am just not ready for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so blessed. When I look back at where we were to where we are, I can't help but think that I am the luckiest person in the world. More updates coming soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-6979001575245420568?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/6979001575245420568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=6979001575245420568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/6979001575245420568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/6979001575245420568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2011/02/holy-hannah-i-am-having-baby.html' title='Holy Hannah - I am having a baby!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-7321885560822164557</id><published>2011-02-15T21:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T21:36:14.857-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Evelyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><title type='text'>Cravings...</title><content type='html'>I &lt;strong&gt;must&lt;/strong&gt; have these things before I stop being pregnant in a few weeks:&lt;br /&gt;Mancino's Turkey Grinder&lt;br /&gt;Cold Stone Ice Cream&lt;br /&gt;Pad Thai Chicken&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry SourPatch Straws&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evie's bag is packed... Tony's bag is ready... Momma's is untouched...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am as big as a house currently and I am not just saying that... There is no more room for her in me... Everything is squished. In three weeks exactly we will definetley have a baby in our arms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-7321885560822164557?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/7321885560822164557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=7321885560822164557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/7321885560822164557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/7321885560822164557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2011/02/cravings.html' title='Cravings...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-5960232437661345528</id><published>2011-01-30T21:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T21:19:52.716-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birth'/><title type='text'>4 Weeks...</title><content type='html'>Preparing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that in about a month our girl will be here. I know I sound like a broken record on my blog, but we are just so incredible blessed. 3 years ago, we were in a much different place. Now we get the privilege of having a little boy who hugs and kisses us everyday and a little girl who will be snuggling close soon. I am so ecstatic, but also scarred. I can't believe we are bravely going to juggle two under two. I am also freaking out over the fact that I have to leave Charlie for a few days while Evie is born. I have only ever been away from him overnight and three days away will be really hard. He will visit, but I am not used to being away from him that long. The next on my to-do list is to pack my hospital bag. This week marks the start of weekly appointments so I'll be updating!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-5960232437661345528?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/5960232437661345528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=5960232437661345528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/5960232437661345528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/5960232437661345528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2011/01/4-weeks.html' title='4 Weeks...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-7501249348319302289</id><published>2011-01-13T21:38:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T21:50:10.344-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie'/><title type='text'>Kick, Jab, Elbow!</title><content type='html'>Our little Evie is a mover! Charlie never moved this much and Evie never stops. I love that she is her own spunky person even before she is out in this world. I am still freaking out at the idea that she is going to be in or lives soon. We have nothing ready and I have no idea how I am going to do it, but yet somehow I am calm... Somehow all that I can think about is how grateful I am that our family is expanding... I'm not worried about her room because I know she'll always have a loving set of arms to sleep in and honestly, not much else matters... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should however get some more clothes because I do fear that she'll be wearing only diapers or Charlie's out of season boy hand-me-downs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie is also AMAZING! He is learning so much and growing so big! He knows body parts (head, ears, nose) and follows simple directions (throw this away please). He has his father's goofy disposition and mine anal retentiveness. And did I mention how cute he is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/TS-5S4BBcuI/AAAAAAAAAQw/wm0dtZXQqa4/s1600/CIMG3327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/TS-5S4BBcuI/AAAAAAAAAQw/wm0dtZXQqa4/s400/CIMG3327.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561867798751310562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His chubby cheeks melt me. &lt;br /&gt;He gives kisses and hugs and say "hi" and "uh oh".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so incredibly blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also so incrediably pregnant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due date is March 1st - C-Section is scheduled for the 8th - I bet she joins us in February!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-7501249348319302289?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/7501249348319302289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=7501249348319302289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/7501249348319302289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/7501249348319302289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2011/01/kick-jab-elbow.html' title='Kick, Jab, Elbow!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/TS-5S4BBcuI/AAAAAAAAAQw/wm0dtZXQqa4/s72-c/CIMG3327.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-187617206174532708</id><published>2010-12-11T22:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T23:03:32.608-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie'/><title type='text'>Ummm... I am going to have a baby soon...</title><content type='html'>Really soon I am going to be a mom of two! A little adorable 1.5 year old boy and a precious little newborn girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was I on crack when I though this was a good decision??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freaking out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I am offically in the third trimester and only have 11ish weeks before I do the newborn thing again. I seriously begged my doctor to let me stay pregnant as long as possible to buy me more time at my last appoinment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel totally overwhelmed and so beyond not ready...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also feel so incrediably blessed. I can't believe that I have the family I've always dreamed of... The family we've been through so much to get... I am not sure if this will be our last or not. We are just taking it one step at a time and rolling with the punches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for the nursery, we have decided to wait until June to set it up. Honestly, I'll be nursing and she'll be in our bed or a bassinet for the first few months anyway. I am going to get our guest room around so all we have to do is move the furniture out and the crib in. Then fluffy with pink accordingly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this set and my parents are buying it for Evie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/TQRIgkH5mFI/AAAAAAAAAQc/uGXn4B0m2ao/s1600/51UFL%252BoJcEL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/TQRIgkH5mFI/AAAAAAAAAQc/uGXn4B0m2ao/s400/51UFL%252BoJcEL.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549640365117118546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The room is already painted a cream color so I think I am just going to touch it up and call it good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to start stocking up on diapers. We also need another monitor and some clothes and perhaps a double stroller and then I think we'll be ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note... Charlie is huge and awesome! Walking, talking, CLIMBING... He's just amazing and is the light of our life. He is going to be a great big brother. He is so helpful and well tempered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are blessed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-187617206174532708?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/187617206174532708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=187617206174532708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/187617206174532708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/187617206174532708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2010/12/ummm-i-am-going-to-have-baby-soon.html' title='Ummm... I am going to have a baby soon...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/TQRIgkH5mFI/AAAAAAAAAQc/uGXn4B0m2ao/s72-c/51UFL%252BoJcEL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-374593617435419333</id><published>2010-11-22T18:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T20:48:10.494-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><title type='text'>Week 26...</title><content type='html'>When people said each pregnancy is different, I kind of didn't believe them... &lt;br /&gt;But I don't believe I ever felt so pregnant before! Last time around, 26 weeks seemed like a breeze... This time, I am waddling and my hips are hurting something fierce! It is all part of this wonderful process and I know the payoff in the end will be more than worth it, but still I am taking this opportunity to whine just a little bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, a pretty cool thing about this time is that she moves like crazy! Charlie NEVER moved this much, but Evie lets me know she is there. She is going to be a pistol like her momma no doubt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummm... And holy shit... Did I mention that in 14 short weeks we are going to have a second baby in our home! Two under two!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How blessed are we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How scared am I? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have NOTHING even close to ready... I keep telling myself that it is okay that she has no nursery because I will be nursing and she will be co-sleeping like Charlie for the first few months, but I am really just diluting myself into believing I am ready. She has barely any clothes... No crib... No Diapers... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess when it comes down to it she won't need much, my ta's and some dipes and wipes should really do, but I am a planner and I am freaking out that we aren't ready...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-374593617435419333?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/374593617435419333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=374593617435419333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/374593617435419333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/374593617435419333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2010/11/week-26.html' title='Week 26...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-2883120074440217270</id><published>2010-10-12T21:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T21:44:07.300-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl!</title><content type='html'>We are having a girl! I am so excited! Today we got to see her wiggle and move around via ultrasound. She is perfect and healthy and we could not be happier! I am practicing tons of self control by not buying every cute girl thing in sight. Etsy is the devil... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evelyn Elizabeth, you are going to be one well dresses gal!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-2883120074440217270?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/2883120074440217270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=2883120074440217270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/2883120074440217270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/2883120074440217270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2010/10/girl.html' title='Girl!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-4768860990739001287</id><published>2010-10-04T21:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T21:41:13.809-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><title type='text'>Hmmm... That's strange...</title><content type='html'>Lately things have just been strange...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before, when I was pregnant, it was so different...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only Tony touched my belly last time and maybe my mom once...&lt;br /&gt;Now keep in mind, I am a big girl, so generally that area is off limits.&lt;br /&gt;But this time, people have already touched my belly and I am kinda heebed out by it.&lt;br /&gt;It happened, no lie, like 3 times this weekend by non-husband/mom people.&lt;br /&gt;I feel very invaded. It is just strange.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-4768860990739001287?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/4768860990739001287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=4768860990739001287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/4768860990739001287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/4768860990739001287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2010/10/hmmm-thats-strange.html' title='Hmmm... That&apos;s strange...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-6056714499887744890</id><published>2010-09-22T21:24:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T21:44:52.431-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie'/><title type='text'>Bad Blogger</title><content type='html'>Yeah&lt;br /&gt;I am a bad blogger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am swamped with school stuff and life stuff lately.&lt;br /&gt;Plus, sleep is an amazing gift, so when I get the chance, it is my top hobby of choice! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie has decided that he is not a baby that sleeps through the night anymore. He and I have spent many midnight hours together lately and all I can say is that it is a good thing he is so cute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of refusing to do stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie also refuses to walk. He knows how, but he sees no reason to do it because he can crawl more efficently especially when I leave the baby gate opened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He does give kisses and high fives. I totally teach him useless stuff, but it makes me smile to get his sloppy smooches. And honestly, what 1 year old needs to know how to read a book?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to school after summer has been extremley difficult. It is even more difficult than going back from my maternity leave. I am struggling to balance it all, but Tony has been amazing at helping out. He is a great hubby to have and Charlie and I are lucky to have him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a new car. My Beetle has been replaced with a Chevy Exquinox Mom-moble. I will miss my Buggy, but it is so nice to not have to crawl in the back to strap Charlie in and out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the new pregnancy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy Shit! I am 17 weeks. Where is this kid going to sleep? If it is a she, what will she wear? Double diapers! Breastfeeding again! Maternity leave! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yikes... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get planning! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have names (Frankie or Evie short for Franklin Anthony or Evelyn Elizabeth) and will find out which it will be soon. Everything is progressing perfectly... Weird... But AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... I have to pee so this is it for now... More soon... Actually, probably not so soon, but maybe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-6056714499887744890?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/6056714499887744890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=6056714499887744890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/6056714499887744890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/6056714499887744890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2010/09/bad-blogger.html' title='Bad Blogger'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-3368651203159632611</id><published>2010-08-25T16:36:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T16:45:38.224-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie'/><title type='text'>Happy First Birthday</title><content type='html'>I have so many thoughts about this special day, but no words can come close to describing how much that little blue eyed boy means to me. We are having cake tonight and a huge party on Sunday so I will update then, but here is a link to his scrapbook I have been making for him. You may have to zoom to see the captions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="425" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://images-community.shutterfly.com/flashapps/flashslideshowphotobook/slideshow_pb.swf"/&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="xmlURL=http%3A%2F%2Fws.shutterfly.com%2Fpsdata%3FprojectGUID%3D0AbNXDRq2cOWXOLA%26uid%3D002098654856%26size%3D0%26ts%3D1282702207000%26height%3D425%26width%3D425&amp;size=0&amp;ob=0&amp;fc=0&amp;ss=0&amp;sb=0&amp;ft=0"/&gt;&lt;param name="menu" value="false"/&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="best"/&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"/&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"/&gt;&lt;embed width="425" height="425" align="middle" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" name="wrapper" quality="best" menu="false" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" flashvars="xmlURL=http%3A%2F%2Fws.shutterfly.com%2Fpsdata%3FprojectGUID%3D0AbNXDRq2cOWXOLA%26uid%3D002098654856%26size%3D0%26ts%3D1282702207000%26height%3D425%26width%3D425&amp;size=0&amp;ob=0&amp;fc=0&amp;ss=0&amp;sb=0&amp;ft=0" src="http://images-community.shutterfly.com/flashapps/flashslideshowphotobook/slideshow_pb.swf"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p style="width:425px;margin-top:0;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://share.shutterfly.com/action/welcome?sid=0AbNXDRq2cOWTpo&amp;eid=118"&gt;Click here to view this photo book larger&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-3368651203159632611?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/3368651203159632611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=3368651203159632611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/3368651203159632611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/3368651203159632611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-first-birthday.html' title='Happy First Birthday'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-254909824975922366</id><published>2010-08-08T22:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T23:19:28.629-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie'/><title type='text'>Life Currently...</title><content type='html'>Life currently is a little crazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie got sick this week for the first time in his life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had a random fever of 104 for like two days and holy shit that is scary! All the little guy wanted was to cuddle for three straight days. He just felt miserable. We went to the doctor and she couldn't find any ear or throat infections which meant that he had to go through some very unpleasant things to find out what was wrong. The first was a urine sample in which he had to have a catheter inserted to collect a sample to see if it was a bladder infection...&lt;br /&gt;No dice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he had to have a ridiculous amount of blood drawn for further testing. He was unhappy about all of this, but I was truly traumatized. Tony will now have the job of taking Charlie to the doctor because I cannot handle it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie is now on antibiotics and we'll have the lab results tomorrow. In the meantime his antibiotics are making him break out in rashy hives which makes him crankier than his knocked up mom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh this is so fucking fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want my happy health boy back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, my boss totally announced that I was pregnant to all of my coworkers... Yea... At 10+ weeks... SofuckinglividandscaredthatIamnowjinxed... I felt I had to tell him, because word was spreading quick and I don't mind if people know, but if something happens, I don't want to have to face everyone to tell them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate that kind of pity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go back in three weeks. I have loved the time with my boy, but I am ready to go back. He is also ready to spend time away from me. He totally loves hanging with his Aunt Jenny and cousin Brock and I am so pleased to have he care for him. She is great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am starting to do my lesson plans. I have most of my one prep done for the year, but the other is going to be a challenge. I am anal about being organized and insist on having my planning completed before school starts because it makes my year so much easier. This means that basically, I'll only have to look at a calendar and go to my unit binders grab the copies I need or mini-lesson notes for the day during the year. Plus, by doing this now it will help when I also my maternity leave rolls around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-254909824975922366?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/254909824975922366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=254909824975922366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/254909824975922366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/254909824975922366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2010/08/life-currently.html' title='Life Currently...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-7414195906242451197</id><published>2010-07-28T20:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T20:43:10.769-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><title type='text'>9 Weeks with #2</title><content type='html'>9 weeks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This means that in 7 months, I will be a mom of two!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still nervous about the evil threat of miscarrying, but there is nothing that I can do if it happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for symptoms... Still not many that I believe are true symptoms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tas don't hurt (although I have been faking this symptom so my husband leaves them be)...&lt;br /&gt;I am a little bit queasy and totally exhausted and I pee a lot during the night... I also want to eat EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously cannot get enough to eat.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even let them weight me at my intake appointment today because I honestly think I have gained way too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie is ignorantly blissful about this whole deal. He is unaware that in 7 month he is going to have to share his mommy. I feel a little bit bad about this, but I know he will adjust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of adjustments... I am freaking out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need a new car because there is no way that 2 children will fit in my Beetle. I can also guarantee that at 8 months pregnant I will not be climbing in that backseat to buckle Charlie into the buggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also will probably need a new crib because I am sure that transitioning Charlie to a big bed at 16 months would not be a good deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will also need to set-up a bedroom for our new bundle of joy which means moving the guest bedroom junk to the basement (and in my mind making the basement livable and not yucky).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much to do, so little time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So excited and so blessed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-7414195906242451197?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/7414195906242451197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=7414195906242451197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/7414195906242451197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/7414195906242451197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2010/07/9-weeks-with-2.html' title='9 Weeks with #2'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-3440433955726560842</id><published>2010-07-06T21:05:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T22:05:00.741-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie'/><title type='text'>Camping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This weekend we went camping in the new tent Tony got for father's day. It was hot, but we had a blast. We spent the weekend with two of our close friend couples with boys with the same age as Charlie. We went to the TC Cherry festival and then the beach. It was a great way to spend some much needed time as a family. Here are some pics to show our fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie LOVES swimming.&lt;br /&gt;This picture doesn't even come close to showing how much he enjoys splashing around... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 303px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490969644113670546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/TDPXzIXZMZI/AAAAAAAAAPs/7am5ZXAUwdo/s400/CIMG3093+-+Copy.JPG" /&gt; He is so brave. He totally crawls out until the water starts to cover his face and wants nothing to do with any floaty devices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also loved the sand. He ate at least 3 fist fulls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490974126412727410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/TDPb4COxBHI/AAAAAAAAAQE/spWsRX-8V2w/s400/CIMG3101.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After swimming, Charlie was tuckered out, so he took a little nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490972063317891698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/TDPZ_8moGnI/AAAAAAAAAP0/JUuYwL4A1RA/s400/CIMG3125.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie was perched on top of his daddy's shoulders for the entire show and was totally captivated. He must get that from me because I also love fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490974156042701138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/TDPb5wnGiVI/AAAAAAAAAQM/MlQkOrRhrIM/s400/CIMG3126.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it was a great weekend with great friends and I find myself wondering how will these outing go with two!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Speaking of number two... How blessed am I? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I almost feel like this is too good to be true. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My numbers are doubling and I don't even have to go one progestrone this time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I have an ultrasound on the 20th of this month and I am so excited and hopeful to see that little heartbeat. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I am also feeling all of those emotions that I felt before. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I am scared... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I am so scared to lose another. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I know what could be and it makes me sad about the things that weren't.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Because of my experiences, I will never take motherhood or my children for granted. Everyday I wake up and I know what a blessing I have. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Today, I saw a mom yelling at her 11 month old in the store. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The words "no, you are bad" spewed from her mouth and my heart shattered. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;What 11 month old is bad?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I hate that some people have the privledge to be a mom. They are trash and don't deserve it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Anyway... That was buggin' me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Not many symptoms yet. I feel extra sleepy, but charlie hasn't been sleeping well so I attribute it to that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I wish I felt something more. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A sore boob, a gag... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Something...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh well...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-3440433955726560842?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/3440433955726560842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=3440433955726560842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/3440433955726560842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/3440433955726560842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2010/07/camping.html' title='Camping'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/TDPXzIXZMZI/AAAAAAAAAPs/7am5ZXAUwdo/s72-c/CIMG3093+-+Copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-3117531874332986974</id><published>2010-06-30T14:31:00.033-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T16:33:53.354-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie'/><title type='text'>A Photo Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/TCuQRIaWqWI/AAAAAAAAANM/BhUHrFgg8AU/s1600/CIMG2760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488639194871277922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/TCuQRIaWqWI/AAAAAAAAANM/BhUHrFgg8AU/s400/CIMG2760.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Charlie's Baptism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/TCuQQMeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Sb-wp1orQJk/s1600/CIMG2840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488639178780915778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/TCuQQMeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Sb-wp1orQJk/s400/CIMG2840.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Swaddled and Sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/TCuQQmbOJ0I/AAAAAAAAANE/vqxyJUDNSqM/s1600/CIMG2843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488639185748109122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/TCuQQmbOJ0I/AAAAAAAAANE/vqxyJUDNSqM/s400/CIMG2843.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Feb. 14th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488639207198449410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/TCuQR2VYXwI/AAAAAAAAANU/T9vj8P7iSmI/s400/CIMG2849.JPG" /&gt; 6 Months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/TCuTxwAPTZI/AAAAAAAAANk/jimY3KFZXKo/s1600/CIMG2894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488643053789859218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/TCuTxwAPTZI/AAAAAAAAANk/jimY3KFZXKo/s400/CIMG2894.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;St. Patrick's Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/TCuWKcu29LI/AAAAAAAAANs/hqHvS5g3wu4/s1600/CIMG2909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488645677136671922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/TCuWKcu29LI/AAAAAAAAANs/hqHvS5g3wu4/s400/CIMG2909.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;7 Months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/TCuWvmCi1bI/AAAAAAAAAN0/QJspuynu0zk/s1600/IMG_8890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488646315290318258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/TCuWvmCi1bI/AAAAAAAAAN0/QJspuynu0zk/s400/IMG_8890.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Easter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/TCulqCUR7PI/AAAAAAAAAPU/2NyQcy7sn2c/s1600/CIMG2992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488662712476101874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/TCulqCUR7PI/AAAAAAAAAPU/2NyQcy7sn2c/s400/CIMG2992.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 8 Months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/TCuXQ7CMv-I/AAAAAAAAAN8/LfP8-8eZAts/s1600/IMG_9119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488646887861698530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/TCuXQ7CMv-I/AAAAAAAAAN8/LfP8-8eZAts/s400/IMG_9119.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Atlantic Ocean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/TCuXiNyrnWI/AAAAAAAAAOE/AAor0zNWndE/s1600/IMG_9243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488647184954662242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/TCuXiNyrnWI/AAAAAAAAAOE/AAor0zNWndE/s400/IMG_9243.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Playing in the sand on spring break...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/TCuYK_WDu-I/AAAAAAAAAOM/ANuuk1t0OP0/s1600/CIMG2984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488647885451148258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/TCuYK_WDu-I/AAAAAAAAAOM/ANuuk1t0OP0/s400/CIMG2984.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Play Time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/TCuebsZGlvI/AAAAAAAAAOc/uE-LTt3bIiM/s1600/CIMG3003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488654769491187442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/TCuebsZGlvI/AAAAAAAAAOc/uE-LTt3bIiM/s400/CIMG3003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;9 Months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/TCuecEgo5II/AAAAAAAAAOk/QSV4Kx6zZs4/s1600/CIMG3012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488654775965246594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/TCuecEgo5II/AAAAAAAAAOk/QSV4Kx6zZs4/s400/CIMG3012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Toilet Paper Fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/TCugjgOKZVI/AAAAAAAAAPE/SC6wgdfjidg/s1600/IMG_9540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488657102686283090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/TCugjgOKZVI/AAAAAAAAAPE/SC6wgdfjidg/s400/IMG_9540.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Playing in the Pacific Ocean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/TCugkMKYFPI/AAAAAAAAAPM/rxePMg3F6DU/s1600/IMG_9574E.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488657114481562866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/TCugkMKYFPI/AAAAAAAAAPM/rxePMg3F6DU/s400/IMG_9574E.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Momma Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/TCuecppSAXI/AAAAAAAAAOs/Lrf14QBX8-0/s1600/CIMG3032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488654785933607282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/TCuecppSAXI/AAAAAAAAAOs/Lrf14QBX8-0/s400/CIMG3032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Splish Splash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/TCuedhO8J0I/AAAAAAAAAO0/JjdUZvv_tu0/s1600/CIMG3040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488654800855508802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/TCuedhO8J0I/AAAAAAAAAO0/JjdUZvv_tu0/s400/CIMG3040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More Momma Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/TCugi5LIKaI/AAAAAAAAAO8/Oxg0xehGFQs/s1600/CIMG3083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488657092204571042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/TCugi5LIKaI/AAAAAAAAAO8/Oxg0xehGFQs/s400/CIMG3083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 10 Months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YES! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Charlie is going to be a big brother! I am due on March 1st!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-3117531874332986974?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/3117531874332986974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=3117531874332986974' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/3117531874332986974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/3117531874332986974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2010/06/photo-update.html' title='A Photo Update'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/TCuQRIaWqWI/AAAAAAAAANM/BhUHrFgg8AU/s72-c/CIMG2760.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-644849357198626573</id><published>2010-06-28T22:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T22:40:50.681-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><title type='text'>Oh Baby!</title><content type='html'>Oh Baby&lt;br /&gt;Oh Baby&lt;br /&gt;Oh Baby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-644849357198626573?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/644849357198626573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=644849357198626573' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/644849357198626573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/644849357198626573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2010/06/oh-baby.html' title='Oh Baby!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-6657473128873753651</id><published>2010-06-22T21:17:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T21:47:12.536-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie'/><title type='text'>A great big update!</title><content type='html'>So I have noticed that I am a shitty mommy blogger, but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Now that it is summer, hopefully I will find time to post more...&lt;br /&gt;So here is what we have been up to during the last couple of months...&lt;br /&gt;I am starting way back in February, because that is when I really started to slack...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;February &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Returned to work :(&lt;br /&gt;-Sister-in-Law, Cousin and In laws watch Charlie while I am gone&lt;br /&gt;-The daycare is going well, but I MISS CHARLIE so much so that Tony and I fight over who gets to put him to sleep&lt;br /&gt;-Breastfeeding has officially ceased&lt;br /&gt;-He mastered rolling and scooting backwards and he says momma&lt;br /&gt;-At his 6 month check-up his weight is 18 pounds and 9 ounces and he is 27.5 inches tall&lt;br /&gt;-His favorite toy is the fan pull (Thanks daddy for teaching him that!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;March&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I adjust to work and am counting the days until summer break&lt;br /&gt;-Charlie and momma have conversations back and forth by squealing&lt;br /&gt;-Charlie now crawls (it is more like and inchworm) and reaches for toys&lt;br /&gt;-He wears size 3 diapers and is in 6-9 month clothing&lt;br /&gt;-Two teeth on the bottom made appearances this month&lt;br /&gt;-Almost spring break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;April&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Charlie crawls (inchworms) all over... We totally need to baby proof our house!&lt;br /&gt;-Charlie celebrates Easter and mommy gets some super cute pictures&lt;br /&gt;-Spring break road trip to South Carolina is a success&lt;br /&gt;-Visited the Atlantic Ocean and ate sand&lt;br /&gt;-Pull ups are not just a diaper... Charlie now climbs on everything.&lt;br /&gt;-Cousin Brittany babysits Charlie for Momma &amp;amp; Poppa's first date night since he was born&lt;br /&gt;-Currently weight 21.10 pounds and is 29 inches tall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The crawl is officially a four wheeling crawl at full speed&lt;br /&gt;-Two more teeth show up, this time they are on top&lt;br /&gt;- Charlie is in 9-12 month clothing and weighs 22.08 pounds and 29.5 inches tall&lt;br /&gt;-Harvey, Charlie's new cousin, is born&lt;br /&gt;-Charlie flies to California for a wedding and back all in one weekend&lt;br /&gt;-Toes splash in the Pacific ocean and no sand is eaten this time&lt;br /&gt;-Poppa takes Charlie on his first lawn mower ride&lt;br /&gt;-Grandma and Grandpa R watch Charlie over night while mommy and daddy go to a wedding. This is the first time we ever left him with anyone over night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Chunks of soft food are Charlie's favorite especially strawberries&lt;br /&gt;-Summer break starts!&lt;br /&gt;-Charlie visits the cabin up-north two week-end in a row&lt;br /&gt;-Two more teeth pop through on the top&lt;br /&gt;-Our chubby cubby wear size 4 diapers and is in 12-18month clothing&lt;br /&gt;-He is cruising all over and will be walking in no time&lt;br /&gt;-Charlie can high-five, make fart noises on my skin, and move his hand up and down on his lips to make the cutest sound ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! That took a while... Anyway hope you enjoyed the update, a picture update will be coming soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I hope you like the new look! I needed a change!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-6657473128873753651?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/6657473128873753651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=6657473128873753651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/6657473128873753651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/6657473128873753651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2010/06/great-big-update.html' title='A great big update!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-5277594028913537147</id><published>2010-05-21T22:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T22:45:13.212-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving on a Jet Plane...</title><content type='html'>Charlie is flying from the first time tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I am super nervous and I still need to pack.&lt;br /&gt;We are heading to Cali for a wedding. It is a super quick trip which is a shame because I love Cali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention my baby is huge! 22.08 pounds 29 inches! He has three teeth and the forth is poking out. He is into everything. He loves to play peek-a-boo and pat-a-cake and he is finally crawling with his belly off the ground. He is growing too fast. I am afraid if I blink he will be graduating and having babies of his own. My love for him cannot be put into words. My husband and I make a good team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He isn't a big brother yet, but he is a big cousin. After years of infertility treatments, my brother and SIL just had their second. Without assistance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also... On another note, two people I know fairly well have recently miscarried. I know no words heal that pain, so I cry. I cry for them and their loss. I cry because I know that pain and sometimes it hurts to know I lost two little ones that could have been as wonderful and as perfect as Charlie. But we can't live thinking about the could have beens... We just have the what is and the what is, is perfect and sleeping in the next room for now at least.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-5277594028913537147?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/5277594028913537147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=5277594028913537147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/5277594028913537147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/5277594028913537147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2010/05/leaving-on-jet-plane.html' title='Leaving on a Jet Plane...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-1005708862369881609</id><published>2010-04-24T20:33:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T21:18:22.286-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie'/><title type='text'>Busy, busy, busy...</title><content type='html'>Just when I though life couldn't get busier, it does! Work has been killing me lately. So much grading and so many extra activities are bogging me down. The good news is that I am getting my tenure and in the teaching business, this is a BIG deal. I am also getting a student teacher next year which is a huge honor because it means my boss thinks that I can positively influence other aspiring teachers. 34 more days until summer!&lt;br /&gt;Enough work talk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to more important topics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Charlie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is 8 months old tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;He currently weighs 21.10 pounds and is 29 inches tall.&lt;br /&gt;Ladies and gentleman, we have a football player on our hands!&lt;br /&gt;He has two bottom teeth and loves to say "momma" and "dadda" nonstop!&lt;br /&gt;He also enjoys singing and electrical outlets.&lt;br /&gt;He loves to pull himself up on just about everything and is getting brave enough to let go of things to see how long he can stand on his own. He loves to crawl around our floors and his favorite place to hang out is in the bathroom (Yuck!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our spring brink trip went very well. 17 hours in a car didn't phase our happy little chubby cubby at all. Went took him to the ocean and he ate some sand. We explored Charleston, SC and the little town of Folly Beach where we stayed with two other couples. It was too short of a trip to be worth the 17 hour drive there and back, but I loved being away with my boys. Also, I am thoroughly impressed that all three of us and all of the baby junk fit into my little Beetle. I am in need of a better mom mobile ASAP, but I LOVE my bug and don't want to give it up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every weekend from here until June is booked for us! Tony is a bestman in two weddings so we have showers, bachelor/ bachelorette parties, and wedding up the wazoo! We have to fly to California for one and organizing that was a major PITA, but it was worth it because I love the couple and I LOVE Cali!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are officially trying to get pregnant again this cycle. Our hope is for a spring baby, but we would feel blessed no matter when he or she comes. If he or she never does come, I feel beyond blessed to have Charlie. I know that going through what we have been through has given me a different perspective on motherhood. I don't take a moment for granted. Even when I am drop dead tired, I never forget what a blessing he is. I also think having Charlie also makes the miscarriages a little  more difficult in ways... I know they weren't formed or viable, but I still wonder what they would have been. I wonder if they would have the same color of eyes as Charlie or if they a would be as mild tempered as he his...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also wonder if Charlie was always my first, but his time wasn't meant to be until it was... I wonder if his soul was just waiting to to join that little baby body when I was finally able to carry it. I will never have the answers, but I have my Charlie and that is good enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-1005708862369881609?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/1005708862369881609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=1005708862369881609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/1005708862369881609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/1005708862369881609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2010/04/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy, busy, busy...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-5659090662897126924</id><published>2010-03-23T20:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T20:53:27.077-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Birthday Wish...</title><content type='html'>Today is my 29&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the last three years I have wished for a baby on this day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two years ago I lost a baby on this day... Or at least the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt; of one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year got to snuggle my wish to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this year I wished for his health and happiness...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-5659090662897126924?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/5659090662897126924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=5659090662897126924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/5659090662897126924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/5659090662897126924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2010/03/birthday-wish.html' title='A Birthday Wish...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-7301359358769622057</id><published>2010-03-18T20:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T21:21:19.497-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie'/><title type='text'>100 Word Update...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Georgia', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;Work's good but busy...&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Georgia', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;Charlie is getting big...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Georgia', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;And he's getting a tooth...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Georgia', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;On the bottom…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Georgia', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;Sleeps through the night…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Georgia', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;WOOT!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Georgia', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;Goodbye 3-6 month clothes...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Georgia', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;Hello 6-9 month clothes...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Georgia', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;Almost Crawling...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Georgia', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;We want another...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Georgia', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;Ovulated last Monday...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Georgia', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;Hello first period since forever or...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Georgia', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;Maybe a baby?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Georgia', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;I’ll keep you updated…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Georgia', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Georgia', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;Eek…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Georgia', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Georgia', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;Holy shit…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Georgia', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Georgia', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;Another!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Georgia', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Georgia', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;Let’s not get ahead of ourselves…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Georgia', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Georgia', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;My birthday is almost here…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Georgia', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;My wish from last year has come true…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Georgia', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;Big spring break trip to North Carolina with friends soon…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Georgia', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;Where to begin with the packing?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Georgia', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;Only 55 until summer break…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Georgia', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;Can’t wait…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Georgia', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Georgia', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;Love my little boy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-7301359358769622057?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/7301359358769622057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=7301359358769622057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/7301359358769622057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/7301359358769622057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2010/03/100-word-update.html' title='100 Word Update...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-4115130762208234813</id><published>2010-02-08T21:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T21:18:57.737-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On being back to work...</title><content type='html'>It is not so bad. No tears shed. Does that make me a bad mom? No... At least I don't think it does. I love my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt;' bear, but I am glad to be back. And Charlie totally got the "it is time to sleep through the night" memo, because he has been a champ at sleeping lately (knock on wood)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are crazy and I have no time, but I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;kind&lt;/span&gt; of like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;craziness&lt;/span&gt;... I think it is because I am always trying to control it and so perhaps it is a fun challenge rather than burden. Charlie is so happy with who is taking care of him and I am too. Everybody tries (or at least tells me they do) to follow his routine and he is still such a happy boy. I think all the change of scenery is good for him and will make him more adaptable. Anyways... It is time for bed and I am beat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 more weeks until summer break... 8 more until spring break... And Wednesday is looking like a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;snow day&lt;/span&gt;... I really could use a cuddle day so I am keeping my fingers crossed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-4115130762208234813?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/4115130762208234813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=4115130762208234813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/4115130762208234813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/4115130762208234813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2010/02/on-being-back-to-work.html' title='On being back to work...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-1110609529498038219</id><published>2010-01-29T18:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T18:24:08.964-05:00</updated><title type='text'>D-Day</title><content type='html'>Dooms day is coming in our household...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday is a big day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time has come where I must return to work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am going to do better than everyone expects. I love my little guy so much and have so enjoyed our time together, but I am excited to start using my mind for things aside from mom duties. I am also pretty realistic about things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As shallow as it sounds, I like having extra money. If we managed our money better I probably could stay home, but I like driving a new car and I like our vacations and I know that Charlie will thrive during the day with the people I have asked to take care of him. My sister-in-law is taking him three days a week and my cousin is taking him one day a week. Both are teachers and both have little cuties of their own. One the fifth day, my in-laws are taking him and I know that they'll give him amazing &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lovin&lt;/span&gt;'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that makes me most nervous is the sleeping deal. He has slept through the night 2 nights in a row, but I am not holding my breath that this will last. It is awesome though... I have worked really hard to get Charlie into a routine and I am so hoping that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;everybody&lt;/span&gt; at least tries to keep in on it. He is like his momma in that he likes to have a plan about things. When we do his routine he is happy when we don't I have a cranky baby. The routine also allows Charlie to visit with his dad in the evening. When he is off, he gets tired sooner which cuts down on the quality time with dad and soon to be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... I'll post about how it all goes next week for any interested parties.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-1110609529498038219?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/1110609529498038219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=1110609529498038219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/1110609529498038219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/1110609529498038219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2010/01/d-day.html' title='D-Day'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-1062077730041728953</id><published>2010-01-14T18:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T15:25:24.262-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie'/><title type='text'>A New Routine...</title><content type='html'>So my in my last post I was seriously sleep deprived. Since then, we have implemented a new routine. It is the E.A.S.Y routine. Basically, Charlie eats, then does activities, then sleeps so I can have "you" time. This is The Baby Whisperer's' method and it truly makes my days easier. He is a much happier baby on this routine. At night we have made improvements but he still wakes 2-3 times per night so there is work to be done. He is finally sleeping in his crib now for the majority of sleep. I also don't have to nurse him to get him back to sleep (although it is a much easier way of doing so).  Another big improvement is that he puts himself to sleep for naps and bed pretty well with only a little down time before. This routine is really working well for our family and it makes being a mommy so much easier. Most importantly, he seems really happier with the changes. He barely ever cries now and I love that he feels so content with us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-1062077730041728953?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/1062077730041728953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=1062077730041728953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/1062077730041728953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/1062077730041728953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-routine.html' title='A New Routine...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-5748836996724745916</id><published>2009-12-28T21:28:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T21:59:54.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommyhood...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Mommyhood right now means no sleep. My guy gets up every two hours and though I love to snuggle at all hours in the morning, the time for me to return to work is creeping up quickly and I just can't function with this lack of sleep. We, of course, get all kinds of "great" advice on how to have him sleep through the night, but I am not about to take it. Especially when it involves those dreaded words "cry it out"...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's be clear that there is no fucking way I will let my kid cry it out. I have spent the last four months trying to have him cry the least amount possible, so it is counter productive to let him cry until he is in so much distress he finally just passes out... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what is a tired mommy to do? Lots of Wine? No... Sedation (for either me or him)? No... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I brought a book and it has many suggestions. One suggestion is to have a schedule/routine... I cherish our freedom to come and go as we please, but the time has come to become fully immersed in this parenthood business... Especially if it means more sleep and no crying it out. So bedtime is now 8:35pm and we have a bedtime routine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other news... Charlie is four months old! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He eats solids (rice cereal, bananas, and sweet potatoes are his favs), rolls from his belly to back, smiles and giggles. He also hold his head really well so no more bobble head baby for us! I cannot believe how fast he is growing. I want him to stay little forever because I just love cuddling him so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also... We have started trying for number two... Are we crazy? Hell yes we are! But since the first one took 2+ years we figured we better get a jump on it. Eek bad word choice, but then again I am a sleep deprived mommy so please forgive me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, Happy Holidays! Charlie met Santa and for the big day, we ran between our family's homes on Christmas then went Up North to celebrate Charlie's first Christmas. He got a shit ton of toys and clothes and Santa brought Charlie a highchair for Christmas. It was awesome to finally kind of enjoy the holidays all thanks to Charlie. I am not certain of our New Year's plan, but I know Charlie will be there because I am not leaving him yet. Also, our resolution is to recycle... For the sake of Charlie's future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since my kid is crying I must run, but here is the most recent picture of Charlie for your viewing pleasure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420486588905830658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/Szlv1WmAOQI/AAAAAAAAAM0/l6w6yGtxqeE/s400/CIMG2676.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-5748836996724745916?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/5748836996724745916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=5748836996724745916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/5748836996724745916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/5748836996724745916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/12/mommyhood.html' title='Mommyhood...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/Szlv1WmAOQI/AAAAAAAAAM0/l6w6yGtxqeE/s72-c/CIMG2676.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-3208198718751450910</id><published>2009-12-07T22:03:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T22:47:09.830-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie'/><title type='text'>Okay already...</title><content type='html'>Tonight my child has started on solids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to everyone, my child will now...&lt;br /&gt;Sleep through the night,&lt;br /&gt;Stop spitting up,&lt;br /&gt;Won't always cry and look so hungry,&lt;br /&gt;Stop nursing every two hours,&lt;br /&gt;Sleep in his own crib,&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;Solve global warmimng...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so the last one is mine, but can you tell how much advice I have been getting lately?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People drive me bat shit crazy with all of their input, but anyway he started them and he did really well. It is slightly early, but the pedi gave the okay and Tony is off work this week so we went for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-3208198718751450910?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/3208198718751450910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=3208198718751450910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/3208198718751450910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/3208198718751450910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/12/okay-already.html' title='Okay already...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-465047375631408720</id><published>2009-11-29T13:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T13:23:09.019-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie'/><title type='text'>To be quite frank...</title><content type='html'>I hate sharing my baby...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-465047375631408720?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/465047375631408720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=465047375631408720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/465047375631408720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/465047375631408720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/11/to-be-quite-frank.html' title='To be quite frank...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-1852529541918564172</id><published>2009-11-27T00:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T00:29:53.193-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie'/><title type='text'>Something to be thankful for...</title><content type='html'>I have a moment to blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little one is sleeping and my husband is out shopping. He is a die hard cheep ass, so the day after Thanksgiving sales give him a major hard on... Me personally, I can pass because I really hate people. So, he is off with our gal pals scoping out great deals on baby clothes and other junk while I am at home snuggled in our warm bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously if you have ever read any entry is my blog you know how thankful I am to be blessed with a child. Last year at this time, I felt so defeated and depressed and I thought this would never happen. Now, I am living my dream come true. I can honestly say I have loved every minute of being a mom and I am not just blowing smoke up your ass and being all guppy. I truly know what I have been blessed with and I will never take that for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that my little guy is just over three months old, it is so neat to see how he has grown. He went from this sleepy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;snuggler&lt;/span&gt; to a kicking, smiley, giggly boy. Everyday he does something new and I love being able to watch as he grows. I finally left him to go get a massage and although I missed him like crazy, it was a well deserved break for me. Life with a baby has brought so many changes. I never used to laugh at farts, but now I can't help but giggle when my little one rips a man sized fart then smiles. Also, puke (spit-up) used to make me gag and now I am immune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I some how have gotten a block and can write no more so until next time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-1852529541918564172?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/1852529541918564172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=1852529541918564172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/1852529541918564172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/1852529541918564172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/11/something-to-be-thankful-for.html' title='Something to be thankful for...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-5768149704847760771</id><published>2009-11-14T14:54:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T16:13:21.059-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie'/><title type='text'>Life with a baby...</title><content type='html'>Life with a baby is so different...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before, I could go to the store at the drop of a dime...&lt;br /&gt;And now, I have a buddy that needs to be fed before leaving and two hours into the trip.&lt;br /&gt;I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before, my husband I and cuddled each other...&lt;br /&gt;And now, a little boy receive those hugs and kisses.&lt;br /&gt;I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before, I swore like a sailor...&lt;br /&gt;And now, I still do but not within earshot of the wee one because I don't want him to be the kindergartner that says fuck.&lt;br /&gt;I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before, I would be embarrassed to sing even my favorite songs out loud...&lt;br /&gt;And now, I blurt out ridiculous lyrics that don't even make sense just to calm the little guy.&lt;br /&gt;He loves it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before, I had time...&lt;br /&gt;And now, there isn't enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I could write a blog entry in 5 minutes...&lt;br /&gt;Now it takes me two days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the changes are awesome and I cherish every moment because I know time flies and before we know it our little boy won't be so little anymore. Also, because he is our miracle... I will forever be grateful for these changes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-5768149704847760771?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/5768149704847760771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=5768149704847760771' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/5768149704847760771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/5768149704847760771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/11/life-with-baby.html' title='Life with a baby...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-6611244140118476022</id><published>2009-11-03T16:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T16:22:24.812-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie'/><title type='text'>Woot!</title><content type='html'>My baby boy slept through the night last night! Lets hope he does it again tonight! As soon as he masters sleeping through the night, we'll start working on getting him in his own bed and out of ours. Peanut has his two month appointment tomorrow. I am going without Tony and I am totally nervous because Charlie is getting some shots and I HATE to hear the pain wails of my little guy. Hopefully all goes well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, we'll be going up north this weekend with the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;in laws&lt;/span&gt; to cut Christmas trees from their farm. I am totally bummed that I have to share my little guy all weekend. I am so used to having him to myself during the day. At night Tony and I fight over who gets to hold the baby and who gets to change his diapers. I cringe at the though of going back to work because my Charlie time will be significantly decreased and that makes me so sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-6611244140118476022?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/6611244140118476022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=6611244140118476022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/6611244140118476022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/6611244140118476022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/11/woot.html' title='Woot!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-3266124674294318047</id><published>2009-10-27T16:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T17:40:15.658-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie'/><title type='text'>9 Weeks...</title><content type='html'>The little man has been in our lives for two months and everyday I fall more and more in love with him. He is cooing and smiling so much now, but I have yet to capture his grin in a photo. He doesn't sleep through the night, but he does really well at going back to sleep after feeding him. Our days are spent cuddling each other and visiting the grandparents. I love seeing the new little things he does each day before anyone else. He is so much more alert now, so we are always talking, singing and playing goofy games that make him smile. I am so glad I took work off until January, although the thought of leaving him even then makes me so sad. I can't even leave him for a few hours yet because I am so attached. He will visit the pediatrician for his two month appointment next week and I can't wait to see how much he has grown. He is just perfect and makes me melt &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; I see his little face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my blog has turned into gushy mushy parent talk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday maybe I'll write a witty post about poop or something, but for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397392137820156482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SudjjYBBskI/AAAAAAAAAMk/S86UUYC48Qg/s400/CIMG2402.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 Months Old Today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/Sudjjp7LfBI/AAAAAAAAAMs/AN5AR_yaItI/s1600-h/CIMG2391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397392142627470354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/Sudjjp7LfBI/AAAAAAAAAMs/AN5AR_yaItI/s400/CIMG2391.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mr. October&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SudjjAWIRWI/AAAAAAAAAMc/EBiY5t0xLDQ/s1600-h/CIMG2433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397392131466216802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SudjjAWIRWI/AAAAAAAAAMc/EBiY5t0xLDQ/s400/CIMG2433.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Halloween!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/Sudji3mi61I/AAAAAAAAAMU/RKLJZisNCnM/s1600-h/CIMG2424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397392129119152978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/Sudji3mi61I/AAAAAAAAAMU/RKLJZisNCnM/s400/CIMG2424.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Playing in the leaves...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SudjiXCxpyI/AAAAAAAAAMM/HpNQMqGezFY/s1600-h/CIMG2421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397392120379189026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SudjiXCxpyI/AAAAAAAAAMM/HpNQMqGezFY/s400/CIMG2421.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So Sleepy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-3266124674294318047?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/3266124674294318047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=3266124674294318047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/3266124674294318047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/3266124674294318047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/10/9-weeks.html' title='9 Weeks...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SudjjYBBskI/AAAAAAAAAMk/S86UUYC48Qg/s72-c/CIMG2402.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-7037167166750473721</id><published>2009-10-14T19:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T19:17:15.420-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><title type='text'>Call me crazy...</title><content type='html'>It may be the lack of sleep or maybe the spit-up fumes have gotten to me, but I want another baby ASAP! Call me crazy, but I love being a mom. LOVE IT. It is better than I could have ever imagined and everyday is such a blessing. I have so much love for this little guy and I have no doubts that if we are blessed with another, my love will be just as strong. I truly feel fulfilled.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-7037167166750473721?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/7037167166750473721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=7037167166750473721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/7037167166750473721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/7037167166750473721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/10/call-me-crazy.html' title='Call me crazy...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-4511119011565315445</id><published>2009-09-30T11:39:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T10:41:51.679-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some pictures of the first month...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SsynKfxTNcI/AAAAAAAAAME/uepYqpLbx2A/s1600-h/CIMG2299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389866652824450498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SsynKfxTNcI/AAAAAAAAAME/uepYqpLbx2A/s400/CIMG2299.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One month today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SsynJ3tPeFI/AAAAAAAAAL8/jtrflcF1EIc/s1600-h/CIMG2271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389866642070009938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SsynJ3tPeFI/AAAAAAAAAL8/jtrflcF1EIc/s400/CIMG2271.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First tub bath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SsynJRdZw5I/AAAAAAAAAL0/AezPJO_aBLE/s1600-h/CIMG2265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389866631803028370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SsynJRdZw5I/AAAAAAAAAL0/AezPJO_aBLE/s400/CIMG2265.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First trip to the beach where mommy and daddy got engaged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SsynIprnQVI/AAAAAAAAALs/pyaL-_UwGjY/s1600-h/CIMG2245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389866621125214546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SsynIprnQVI/AAAAAAAAALs/pyaL-_UwGjY/s400/CIMG2245.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our screech owl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SsynIM6qS3I/AAAAAAAAALk/4RhwpQ5FVn0/s1600-h/CIMG2235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389866613403700082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SsynIM6qS3I/AAAAAAAAALk/4RhwpQ5FVn0/s400/CIMG2235.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superstar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/Ssyi1CI_W4I/AAAAAAAAALc/sZu4QtVm5mk/s1600-h/CIMG2223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389861886046985090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/Ssyi1CI_W4I/AAAAAAAAALc/sZu4QtVm5mk/s400/CIMG2223.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our little chubby cubby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/Ssyi0mfW3oI/AAAAAAAAALU/xZZ1HPyShPQ/s1600-h/CIMG2216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389861878624607874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/Ssyi0mfW3oI/AAAAAAAAALU/xZZ1HPyShPQ/s400/CIMG2216.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pissed off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/Ssyi0DRttPI/AAAAAAAAALM/6L63s5JQLGg/s1600-h/CIMG2198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389861869172143346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/Ssyi0DRttPI/AAAAAAAAALM/6L63s5JQLGg/s400/CIMG2198.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pissed off again at his first doctor's appointment... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Don't worry Charlie Baby, I too cry when I am getting weighed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SsyizWe1oyI/AAAAAAAAALE/KuX5x6YIre4/s1600-h/CIMG2139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389861857147593506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SsyizWe1oyI/AAAAAAAAALE/KuX5x6YIre4/s400/CIMG2139.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going home from the hospital (looking kind of like a girl with those mittens)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SsyiyonvQLI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Mby0mvt0lu8/s1600-h/CIMG2120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389861844836892850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SsyiyonvQLI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Mby0mvt0lu8/s400/CIMG2120.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Baby Feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SsN9zZp-aEI/AAAAAAAAAK0/fVUqtZLqhqs/s1600-h/CIMG2106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387287901278988354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SsN9zZp-aEI/AAAAAAAAAK0/fVUqtZLqhqs/s400/CIMG2106.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our new family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-4511119011565315445?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/4511119011565315445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=4511119011565315445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/4511119011565315445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/4511119011565315445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/09/some-pictures-of-first-month.html' title='Some pictures of the first month...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SsynKfxTNcI/AAAAAAAAAME/uepYqpLbx2A/s72-c/CIMG2299.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-4159017682736614257</id><published>2009-09-27T11:16:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T11:33:24.051-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie'/><title type='text'>1 Month and 2 Days</title><content type='html'>Since I have become a mommy, I also have become a bad blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will get pictures up soon because I am one of those parents that is convinced my kid is the cutest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe one month ago he was just arriving. I sort of feel like an old pro at the parenting thing. I don't feel overly tired and I think I can tell what he wants pretty easily. I stress out about nursing because I feel like I am doing it all of the time and that I am not producing enough. I also stress out when I have visitors because he seems to cry in other people's arms and I hate hearing him cry. We get out of the house frequently because I'd go stir crazy if not but it is always a challenge packing him and his stuff up to go. I have not left him yet nor do I plan on doing so for a little bit longer. The grandparents keep hassling us to leave him, but he is only a month old. Plus, I wouldn't have had kids if I was going to just pawn them off so I could do as I please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie has his 1 month check-up this week. I am anxious to see how he has grown. He will also be getting a couple of shots this time as well. I am not looking forward to the shots and I think I will let daddy deal with that as I step out of the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am recovering well. I have turned my nose up at that whole 6 week recovery deal. I am feeling like I am ready to be back to my normal self again. I have decided not to return to work until the end of January so I am getting all of that business settled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all for the boring blog update. I swear soon this blog will again contain swearing and all the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;humor&lt;/span&gt; that probably drew you to reading it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-4159017682736614257?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/4159017682736614257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=4159017682736614257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/4159017682736614257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/4159017682736614257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/09/1-month-and-2-days.html' title='1 Month and 2 Days'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-1568195895982862997</id><published>2009-09-16T12:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T13:06:21.991-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie'/><title type='text'>3 Weeks</title><content type='html'>Holy Hannah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little guy is almost a month old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is starting to become more aware of his surroundings. He knows his momma and I love that I am just about the only one who can get him happy as soon as he hits my arms. His daddy continues to be amazing by helping us do just about everything I need on top of working so I can stay home with our little guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping:&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel sleep deprived because my little one goes to bed around 11:30 after eating and a diaper change and wakes around 5am for a quick (30 minutes) snack and another diaper change then back to sleep until 8ish. He just finally got his first bath in the tub and loved it. I'll post pictures soon... I love him so much. He is such a good baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Etc:&lt;br /&gt;Our up north trip went great. We drove all the way through because he slept the whole time. We even fit all of the baby paraphernalia for the weekend in my VW Bettle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week we have discovered baby wearing. I got my wrap from the Etsy store Lovely Duds and the minute I put my little guy in he was soothed. I get so much done now that he is contently snuggled close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is truly a dream come true and we are so blessed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-1568195895982862997?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/1568195895982862997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=1568195895982862997' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/1568195895982862997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/1568195895982862997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/09/3-weeks.html' title='3 Weeks'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-3923890263549415342</id><published>2009-09-11T12:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T12:47:35.411-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie'/><title type='text'>Guess what?</title><content type='html'>My baby is gaining weight! This means my boobs are doing their job! He weighed 8 pounds 2 ounces at his 1 week appointment and 8 pounds 12 ounces at his two week appointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are heading up north this weekend out of necessity not pleasure. I am not fond of traveling 3.5 hours with a newborn and all of his belonging in my VW Beetle, but we'll be alright I am sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-3923890263549415342?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/3923890263549415342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=3923890263549415342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/3923890263549415342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/3923890263549415342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/09/guess-what.html' title='Guess what?'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-1373239258934403815</id><published>2009-09-07T17:16:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T18:07:11.936-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TTC/ MC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie'/><title type='text'>Almost 2 weeks...</title><content type='html'>Now that my child has been lulled asleep to the sounds of Run DMC and Aerosmith's "Walk This Way" I have a free hand to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life with a baby is amazing.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate that there are people that deserve this and are struggling. I pray every day that God keeps my baby safe and that those struggling couples get to experience this. I am so blessed. One year ago I was morning my second loss, now I am snuggling the love of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Charlie has had endless visitors. He is such a popular man especially among the grandparents. I am happy to report that we have successfully kept this little guy alive for almost two weeks. He is nursing fairly well and on Thursday, hopefully, we'll learn that he is growing well as he has his 2nd visit to the pediatrician. The first visit was rough on me. He hadn't gained any weight and I felt horrible because I am nursing exclusively. The doctor assured us this was normal, but I still felt like shit. Our baby sleeps very well. He only wakes up once or twice in the night. At first he stayed awake all night earning the title of Mommy's Little Owl, but he has since figured things out and kept the Owl nickname because he screeches like a little owl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am recovering very well. You could barley tell that almost two weeks ago, I had major surgery. Stairs are hard and by night I am moving slow, but I feel great. I love that I will never have to go through labor ever again because I had a c-section and will need to deliver this way in any subsequent pregnancies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My little man just shit so loud that he woke himself up so I need to take care of business, but I will leave you with a couple cute pictures of our baby bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378847654439652258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SqWBcX_Ri6I/AAAAAAAAAKE/D-jpa5YR0Ec/s400/CIMG2232.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378849155954137314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SqWCzxkOWOI/AAAAAAAAAKM/cld2qCLY4lI/s400/CIMG2235.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-1373239258934403815?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/1373239258934403815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=1373239258934403815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/1373239258934403815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/1373239258934403815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/09/almost-2-weeks.html' title='Almost 2 weeks...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SqWBcX_Ri6I/AAAAAAAAAKE/D-jpa5YR0Ec/s72-c/CIMG2232.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-7710803034183252629</id><published>2009-09-01T17:10:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T17:50:32.451-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie'/><title type='text'>The Birth of Charlie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;For those few and faithful blog readers, I am sorry I haven't updated. Last Monday at my scheduled doctor appointment Charlie decided to be a little lazy and not move during his ultrasound so my doctor decided to induce me. I went straight from the appointment to the hospital. Throughout the rest of the day, I was given a drug to soften my cervix and prepare it for labor because I was still high and only dilated to 1 cm. Bright and early Tuesday, I showered and then was put on Pitocin. Pitocin is the devil in every way and someday I will blog about that, but since I only have a few minutes, I will stick to the basics. Anyway, I labored for 3 hours without the epidural and then couldn't take it anymore. The epidural worked for the first two hours, but then started to become ineffective so I defaulted to cursing to ease the pain. Tony was AMAZING through all of this because he just let me do what I needed to do. The cursing did not help the pain, but one amazing nurse suggested I get on all fours and this position made labor bearable. At 6:30 pm I was checked again and I had only dilated to 5cm. Because Charlie looked like he might be in distress, my doctor decided to do a c-section. I was so incredibly scarred to have a c-section, but it was clear that it was the best decision at that point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Things moved really quickly after the decision to section was made. At 7:04pm our beautiful boy Charlie was born weight in at a whooping 9 pounds 2 ounces and 21.25 inches long. He is perfect in every way. Tony stayed with Charlie after delivery and I went to recovery. Charlie and I got to see my in recovery because he had low blood sugar and I insisted that no bottles be given so I could establish breastfeeding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Recovery was rough. It was so difficult to move the first few days, but by the third day I was able to move quite well. We stayed in the hospital until Friday and we are now adjusting to life at home. My baby boy is perfect in every way and we are so in love. Breastfeeding is going pretty well and adjusting to life as a mom has been pretty smooth with a couple of bumps along the way. Tony has been the best husband ever and I love and appreciate him so much more than I ever have. I have so much more I want to write, but Grandma is visiting and I have to clean up my house at least a little bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376616888909933762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/Sp2UkuzXrMI/AAAAAAAAAJs/V7fizdOtj4Q/s400/CIMG1969.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Us after I was first admitted&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376617717746531810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/Sp2VU-dafeI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ygk4o4cGY40/s400/CIMG2012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Charlie right after he was born&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376618793494916018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/Sp2WTl70K7I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/GR6bstpCCz0/s400/CIMG2132.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Charlie all ready to go home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-7710803034183252629?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/7710803034183252629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=7710803034183252629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/7710803034183252629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/7710803034183252629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/09/birth-of-charlie.html' title='The Birth of Charlie!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/Sp2UkuzXrMI/AAAAAAAAAJs/V7fizdOtj4Q/s72-c/CIMG1969.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-6644378245762661076</id><published>2009-08-23T11:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T12:04:46.235-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birth'/><title type='text'>Preparing to give birth!</title><content type='html'>Now don't get all excited because I am still closed up tighter than Fort Knox, but many people have asked about how I plan to give birth and if I am choosing to get an epidural or not. Indeed I am getting an epi, (drugs are great!) but some people may not realize that you have to be quite far along before they'll give you one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I am prepared, I have been practicing other strategies to cope until they give my those glorious drugs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is swearing...&lt;br /&gt;I love to swear and don't get to do it nearly enough...&lt;br /&gt;You may be giving me the side eye on this technique, but it is researched based...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check &lt;a href="http://scienceblogs.com/neurophilosophy/2009/07/swearing_increases_pain_tolerance.php"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; link out for more information...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go to see the doctor tomorrow... I will give an update upon returning!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-6644378245762661076?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/6644378245762661076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=6644378245762661076' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/6644378245762661076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/6644378245762661076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/08/preparing-to-give-birth.html' title='Preparing to give birth!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-7743561354391304778</id><published>2009-08-22T21:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T21:36:11.740-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birth'/><title type='text'>The 23rd...</title><content type='html'>Dear Charlie,&lt;br /&gt;The 23rd is a great day for a birthday... It is my favorite number!&lt;br /&gt;Love you,&lt;br /&gt;Mom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-7743561354391304778?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/7743561354391304778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=7743561354391304778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/7743561354391304778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/7743561354391304778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/08/23rd.html' title='The 23rd...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-5554444827373108624</id><published>2009-08-18T15:20:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T15:28:30.527-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><title type='text'>The good, bad and other...</title><content type='html'>The good news:&lt;br /&gt;Charlie is doing great. His little heart is ticking away and he seems to be happy and healthy according to Dr. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hardas&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bad news:&lt;br /&gt;No progress. I am still only dilated to 1cm and nothing has changed in the last three weeks... 1cm is like the size of a Cheerio and 10cm is like the size of a bagel... I am never going to have a baby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other news:&lt;br /&gt;She said she would induce around the end of the month so I won't be pregnant forever...&lt;br /&gt;And I can't deliver on August 22&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; because the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;CRIM&lt;/span&gt; (a local race) is happening and she will be running in it... Also, the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;CRIM&lt;/span&gt; route makes my hospital impossible to get to because the race basically shuts down all the streets surrounding it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also a tip:&lt;br /&gt;Never, EVER go grocery shopping when you are 40 weeks pregnant alone... Groceries are heavy and pee breaks never cease...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come out baby Charlie... Mommy is no good at being pregnant anymore and she just wants to meet you already!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-5554444827373108624?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/5554444827373108624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=5554444827373108624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/5554444827373108624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/5554444827373108624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/08/good-bad-and-other.html' title='The good, bad and other...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-2418334892284657711</id><published>2009-08-14T18:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T18:39:38.872-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birth'/><title type='text'>An Eviction Notice....</title><content type='html'>Charles Frederick Murphy,&lt;br /&gt;This is your official eviction notice! You need to exit my uterus ASAP! I know that it is comfortable in there, but your daddy and I promise to provide as many cuddles as you need to be comfortable out here. Your room is ready, there is food for you, and you have many, MANY people ready to meet you. If you refuse to exit me, I will be forced to do anything in my power to get you out including vigorous massage of my ankles, eating spicy foods and perhaps even sex as a last resort. It is time... You are ready... We are ready... You need to join us out here ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you,&lt;br /&gt;Your Loving Mommy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: When you do decide to exit, please leave your home in good condition. I may just be crazy enough to rent it out again someday to your future sibling(s)...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-2418334892284657711?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/2418334892284657711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=2418334892284657711' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/2418334892284657711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/2418334892284657711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/08/eviction-notice.html' title='An Eviction Notice....'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-4075938120960646082</id><published>2009-08-12T20:18:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T21:21:57.590-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Stuff'/><title type='text'>A little late...</title><content type='html'>But I figured I'd post some pictures from my showers. All three of them were wonderful and we got some pretty amazing gifts. We are very blessed to have generous family and friends. I have also posted some other random pictures for your viewing pleasure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are a couple from the shower my mom threw for me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369249237532555970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SoNnu-mqOsI/AAAAAAAAAJk/7MUEYYi4j30/s400/FH000012.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Me, My Mom and Grandpa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369248595798109202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SoNnJn9PrBI/AAAAAAAAAJc/DqZohYgfNmQ/s400/FH000016.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The Hubby and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369246118669906130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SoNk5b728NI/AAAAAAAAAJU/vd7Z0Mp5oCM/s400/FH000004.jpg" /&gt;Me and my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BFFs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is one from the shower that his mom and sis threw for us...&lt;br /&gt;Yes... We wore the same thing to both... Finding a dress is a PITA and I insist that my husband's attire complements my attire for events like this :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369243139840783282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SoNiMC7ps7I/AAAAAAAAAJE/vFqtT_G5I0s/s400/CIMG1922.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;And here is a picture of Tony at our baby class... He diapered our bear very well and so I have high hopes that he will do great when Charlie arrives!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369244922221276322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SoNjzy0RrKI/AAAAAAAAAJM/q3K1YFJlv10/s400/CIMG1948.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And even though this is unrelated... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is a picture of Tony and I on our 3rd Anniversary in Canada (July 8&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, 2009)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369241793124761746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SoNg9qBiAJI/AAAAAAAAAI8/czmxbEOD5QE/s400/CIMG1894.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-4075938120960646082?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/4075938120960646082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=4075938120960646082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/4075938120960646082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/4075938120960646082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/08/little-late.html' title='A little late...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SoNnu-mqOsI/AAAAAAAAAJk/7MUEYYi4j30/s72-c/FH000012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-92624487844785065</id><published>2009-08-11T11:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T11:39:47.915-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A lazy baby...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ladies and Gents, we have a lazy baby on our hands! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His lack of movement not only concerns myself, but also my doctor. Dr. Hardas said that everything looks great with Charlie (blood flow, fluid level, cord condition, etc.) but she is concerned and now has me doing kick counts 3x's per day. If I don't get 10 movements in one hour, I have to drink something sweet and cold and try again, if I still don't count 10 movements within an hour, I am to go to the hospital ASAP. She said she is not going to take any chances and that she would deliver if there is low movement because she doesn't want to take any chances. I am still only dilated 1 cm and my cervix is posterior. No progress since last week... Also, she thinks that my due date is more likely to be the 24th as opposed to the 17th... Errrr... Even though it is only a week extra, I feel a little crabby about getting time added. Oh well, this baby will come when he is ready and not a moment before then. Plus, this means that I will likely get to use more paid vacation time. Woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am slowly trudging through the lesson planning and Tony has put the shelves back in the closet... Day by day we are getting ready to meet our little guy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-92624487844785065?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/92624487844785065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=92624487844785065' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/92624487844785065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/92624487844785065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/08/lazy-baby.html' title='A lazy baby...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-4592734853352930396</id><published>2009-08-10T13:40:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T14:04:01.629-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><title type='text'>Ultrasound Update</title><content type='html'>Today we had a growth ultrasound. Our little guy is looking good even though it is hard to tell from the pictures we got. Below is one of his face. In real life you can see his chubby little cheeks. I am so excited to kiss those cheeks soon. He currently weighs in at about 7 pounds, 8 ounces. This can be off by a pound or two so I am not investing too much in this number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SoBfHyvmxhI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ulh7I741XRg/s1600-h/Amy+38+Weeks+2B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 293px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368395343310800402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SoBfHyvmxhI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ulh7I741XRg/s400/Amy+38+Weeks+2B.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The picture below verifies that Charlie is indeed a Charlie and not an Evelyn. This was one of the first shots the tech got so I am assuming our little boy takes after his dad in that he has little modesty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SoBe9UEGwiI/AAAAAAAAAIs/blOSuuB7xc4/s1600-h/Amy+38+Weeks+1B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 298px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368395163276591650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SoBe9UEGwiI/AAAAAAAAAIs/blOSuuB7xc4/s400/Amy+38+Weeks+1B.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Everything went pretty well today and I have my weekly appointment tomorrow. The only thing our tech mentioned was that our little man wasn't moving like expected and said to mention it to Dr. Hardas. This bit of information was concerning but she also said that he was "breathing" well and the cord was not around his neck so we'll just wait and see what doc says tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-4592734853352930396?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/4592734853352930396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=4592734853352930396' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/4592734853352930396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/4592734853352930396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/08/ultrasound-update.html' title='Ultrasound Update'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SoBfHyvmxhI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ulh7I741XRg/s72-c/Amy+38+Weeks+2B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-2184702568766949034</id><published>2009-08-09T08:41:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T13:40:40.186-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><title type='text'>A Quick Trip to L&amp;D...</title><content type='html'>Saturday night I drug Tony into labor and delivery per request of my doctor. Throughout the day I felt very little movement and was quite concerned by nightfall so when I called Dr. Hardas she suggested a trip to Labor &amp;amp; Delivery to be monitored. I now feel like that mom because everything turned out to be ok. I don't really regret going, but I am pretty embarrassed that I was alarmed for nothing. I feel bad for dragging Tony to the ghetto at 11pm. The experience was pretty eye opening though and I am very much afraid of having him as my support person now. I should start by saying nobody is perfect, but I just don't know if I can handle him when I am in pain and here is why:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking in the nurse asks "Do you have any other kinds of concerns and he loudly blurts out "Oh she is really gassy" in front on all of Triage to hear... Awesome... Actually, I have not had that particular symptom, but thanks for making a joke about me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they gave me a gown which had no way to close in the back except for at the top of the neck... He of course starts laughing at me and my exposed ass... Awesome Again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, once I get in the bed and hooked up to the monitors and he snaps a picture... Now if you've read my birth plan you know that it is likely that I will shank anyone who takes a photo of me when I am in hospital garb looking like shit and well last night I really did not want my picture taken, but he did anyway and proceeded to tell me that he was going to text people and tell them it was "time" as a joke... Could have shoved that phone right square up his ass...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, silly me, was complaining about how uncomfortable I was so my lovely husband starts to adjust the bed... This sounds helpful, but it is very difficult to do kick counts when the bed is moving up and down and being giggled like mad crazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although everything turned out fine with Charlie, my blood pressure was pretty high and that concerned the nurse a little bit... I have no doubts that this was my husbands fault 100% completely as I never EVER have had any blood pressure issues... I am truly scarred of how the big day is going to go and need to figure out a way to keep my husband occupied while I pop this baby out. I can't handle his humor, I am too hormonal for it all. I now have a new worry...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-2184702568766949034?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/2184702568766949034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=2184702568766949034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/2184702568766949034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/2184702568766949034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/08/quick-trip-to-l.html' title='A Quick Trip to L&amp;D...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-1776719583088518678</id><published>2009-08-04T20:07:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T20:41:22.340-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><title type='text'>Tuesday Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Week 38...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI: I am updating while I'm waiting for Tony to arrive home with Chinese take out... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mmmm&lt;/span&gt; Egg rolls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor said I am now dilated 1 cm and we scheduled a growth ultrasound for next Monday! I can hardly wait to see the little guy on the screen, but he needs to stay in for as long as possible. The closer he is born to the first day of school (August 31st), the more I get paid for my sick time and mommy needs a paycheck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still feeling pretty well, but I get tired really quickly and bending over sucks. Lately my big thing has been freezing meals and treats for after Charlie arrives. I have not gotten the cleaning urge yet and I am starting to wonder if I ever will. I have also had this major issue with grumpiness. Sorry Tony... I just have little patience right now and it doesn't take too much to set me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I have been up to the great task of updating our "budget". I use the term loosely because honestly we don't really live on a budget. Because I have been off for internship and I am trying to determine when to go back to work (6 weeks after delivery or wait until the semester end in January), we need to know where we are at and see what is feasible. Staying out for the semester doesn't look too promising right now, but I am crunching some numbers and seeing where we can cut back easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Current To Dos Include:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Double check that hospital bags are completely packed and ready to go&lt;br /&gt;Finalize life insurance policy&lt;br /&gt;Complete lesson plans&lt;br /&gt;Get shelves back in nursery (Tony's Task)&lt;br /&gt;Finish shower thank yous&lt;br /&gt;Complete birth announcement address labels&lt;br /&gt;Start/ complete thesis&lt;br /&gt;Get 100 agency internship hours&lt;br /&gt;Last minute shopping for baby&lt;br /&gt;There is more to do, but I really am having trouble focusing on anything but egg rolls right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Current Baby Baking Progress:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your baby is producing surfactant, which will help him take those first breaths while you're producing colostrum, the precursor to breast milk. Hey, your little one isn't so little anymore, weighing close to seven pounds and measuring 20 inches long. &lt;a href="http://www.whattoexpect.com/pregnancy/pregnancy-health/move-it.aspx"&gt;Fetal development&lt;/a&gt; is nearly complete as your baby tends to a few last-minute details like shedding the skin-protecting &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;vernix&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lanugo&lt;/span&gt;. He's also producing more surfactant, a substance that prevents the air sacs in his lungs from sticking to one another once he starts to breathe. Meanwhile, your body is tending to its own final touches before the big day, one of which is getting that milk machine up and running. Part of the process is producing &lt;a href="http://www.whattoexpect.com/pregnancy/symptoms-and-solutions/leaking-colostrum.aspx"&gt;colostrum&lt;/a&gt;, a thin yellowish liquid that's the precursor to breast milk. Colostrum is full of antibodies that protect your newborn, and has more protein and less fat and milk sugar (the better to digest it) than the breast milk that arrives later. Chances are you're leaking colostrum so you might want to break out those nursing pads now. If you're not leaking but you are curious about this miracle substance, you can gently squeeze your &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;areola&lt;/span&gt; to express a few drops.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-1776719583088518678?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/1776719583088518678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=1776719583088518678' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/1776719583088518678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/1776719583088518678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/08/tuesday-update.html' title='Tuesday Update'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-343217356460347225</id><published>2009-07-28T13:11:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T11:17:20.564-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><title type='text'>37 weeks and progressing</title><content type='html'>I am updating now on Tuesdays because those are the days I will have news about my progress. I am now on to weekly appointments! Woot! Today Dr. Hardas was all in my business and said that the she felt the head, my cervix is soft and I was finger tip dilated. I could be this way for several more weeks, but I see it as progress because I am optimistic like that. I feel great, but moving is challenging. My hips and pelvic area have some serious issues, but nothing I can't handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is how Charlie is growing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363561408731385346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/Sm8yrxJtjgI/AAAAAAAAAIk/K4_EycF40P0/s400/mo9_lg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Your doctor may check for labor signs, while your baby prepares for birth by sucking, turning, and breathing in the womb. Congratulations! You've got what is officially considered a full term baby, even with three weeks to go. That doesn't mean he's finished growing — in fact, he's still packing on about a half pound a week (at this age, the average fetus weighs about 6.5 pounds). Right now, your little superstar is busy rehearsing for his big debut, inhaling and exhaling amniotic fluid (to get the lungs ready for that first breath), sucking his thumb (to prepare for that first suckle of milk), blinking, and turning from side to side. Meanwhile, your body is going through its own preparations as your practitioner starts looking for signs of labor. On the checklist: the baby's position in relation to your pelvis (engagement) and whether effacement (thinning of the cervix) and dilation (opening of the cervix) have begun. Your practitioner may also determine whether your cervix has begun to soften and move to the front of the vagina, another indication that labor is getting closer. Keep in mind that these processes can occur gradually, over a period of weeks or even a month or more in some women — and overnight in others. So while they're clues that you're indeed progressing, they're far from sure bets when it comes to pinpointing the actual start of labor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-343217356460347225?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/343217356460347225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=343217356460347225' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/343217356460347225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/343217356460347225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/07/37-weeks-and-progressing.html' title='37 weeks and progressing'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/Sm8yrxJtjgI/AAAAAAAAAIk/K4_EycF40P0/s72-c/mo9_lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-1655415068710997928</id><published>2009-07-27T21:51:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T22:02:10.872-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><title type='text'>Step away from the fucking nursery...</title><content type='html'>Please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE LOVE OF MY SANITY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step away from the fucking nursery husband of mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew Lamaze breathing would come in handy, but I never expected for this situation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I have worked so hard to get the nursery perfect (no easy task for an awkward preggo) my husband decided to pull the closet shelves out to dry out the fucking shower access...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about just fixing the fucking shower and leaving the fucking nursery alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-KAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The obsessive compulsive side of me is about to explode and I will most definitely lose sleep over this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He, however, is just singing away like this is no big deal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rationally, I know this is not as big of a deal as it seems to me, but this shit is driving me batty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrrrr....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-1655415068710997928?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/1655415068710997928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=1655415068710997928' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/1655415068710997928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/1655415068710997928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/07/step-away-from-fucking-nursery.html' title='Step away from the fucking nursery...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-1835586109680379422</id><published>2009-07-25T10:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T13:34:59.646-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><title type='text'>Pregnant...</title><content type='html'>Here is a list of pregnancy symptoms I have had just in the few short hours of being awake today. In no way am I complaining, but I found it humorous that I have so many at this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is the list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frequent urination&lt;br /&gt;Leg cramps&lt;br /&gt;Constipation&lt;br /&gt;Unending hunger&lt;br /&gt;Fatigue&lt;br /&gt;Dizziness&lt;br /&gt;Heartburn&lt;br /&gt;Cravings&lt;br /&gt;Tender Breast&lt;br /&gt;Sore pelvic area&lt;br /&gt;Emotional - Tony says grouchy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though these can be unpleasant, I am so happy that it means in a few short weeks I will have Charlie in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-1835586109680379422?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/1835586109680379422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=1835586109680379422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/1835586109680379422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/1835586109680379422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/07/pregnant.html' title='Pregnant...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-9219964288108061008</id><published>2009-07-20T15:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T16:06:32.976-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><title type='text'>Week 36</title><content type='html'>Blessed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I'd be this pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting antsy to meet this little one, but he needs to grow so I will wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I need to do laundry... A shit load of laundry... And on that note... I hate the little plastic T-tags on clothes... I have cut no less than one million of these these things off of Charlie's stuff. They are all over and I really hate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also need to install the car seat and pack my bag for the hospital in case I go early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week my focus will turn to cleaning and cooking and then the next week, I will focus on finishing up school projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We still need to get life insurance and do a will. Also, I need to finalize my shopping for Charlie's arrival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots to do in only 4 more weeks. Keep growing Charlie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your baby is likely between 17 ½ to 19 inches long and weighs 5 ¾ to 6 ¾ pounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fine downy hair, lanugo, that has covered you baby’s skin is beginning to disappear, along with the vernix caseosa. Vernix caseosa is the thick, creamy substance that has protected your baby’s skin while he/she has been submerged in amniotic fluid. Both of these are swallowed by your baby, along with additional amniotic fluid, which combine together to form meconium, or your baby’s first bowel movement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your baby should be in the head down position, but do not panic if he/she has yet to attain this position. If by next week he/she is still not head down, then your health care provider may suggest trying external cephalic version.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-9219964288108061008?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/9219964288108061008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=9219964288108061008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/9219964288108061008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/9219964288108061008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/07/week-36.html' title='Week 36'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-1750006262865056639</id><published>2009-07-19T11:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T21:13:02.468-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birth'/><title type='text'>My birth plan...</title><content type='html'>Get the baby out as healthy and painlessly as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to deliver vaginally, but please deliver the baby in what ever way results in a healthy baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be laboring with only Tony and necessary medical staff. I will notify staff and family of any exceptions being made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want an epidural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to breastfeed as soon as possible after delivering. If I deliver vaginally, please show my husband and I the baby, clean him, then let Tony hold him. After Tony is finished, I will attempt to nurse. If I have a Cesarean delivery, please allow me to nurse as soon as possible. I would prefer that no bottles be given to my baby while I am in recovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my baby needs to be in the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;NICU&lt;/span&gt;, Tony and I will be the first to see him. Only AFTER both Tony and I have done so, family will be welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I give birth, please allow me time to recover. I would like to be able to nurse, get cleaned up and bond with my baby before I accept visitors. I will hurry this along as I know people will be excited to visit, but please respect this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, during recovery, please do not photograph me. My baby is the star. When I am feeling better, I will be happy to partake in any family photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my hospital stay, please allow me to nurse in private as I will be new to nursing and may need time to perfect this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may need to poop after delivery... Please leave during this time... I am a private &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pooper&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-1750006262865056639?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/1750006262865056639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=1750006262865056639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/1750006262865056639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/1750006262865056639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-birth-plan.html' title='My birth plan...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-3977466006963340510</id><published>2009-07-13T21:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T21:44:21.382-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><title type='text'>35/35</title><content type='html'>35 weeks pregnant... 35 more days to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy shit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a month I am going to be a mom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not ready...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been very &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;unproductive&lt;/span&gt; this summer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to change that ASAP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, tonight we started the plethora of classes offered at the hospital we'll be delivering at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Breastfeeding&lt;/span&gt; class brought out the more immature side of me. I also realized that Tony and I are two very different students. I sit and the back and crack jokes... He is a front dwelling, note taking type... I must have drove him crazy. Tomorrow is baby care class and Thursday we do Lamaze class. These classes will continue for the next three weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;... Not much else to write about tonight because there is so much on my mind I can't process it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on to the current development...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your baby is continuing to grow and most likely measures between 17 to 18 inches long and weighs 5 ½ to 6 pounds. The vast majority of your baby's growth is complete by 35 weeks. His/her kidneys are completely developed, and the liver is beginning to process waste. Because your baby has grown so much, you will notice that he/she will no longer be performing an aerobic workout. There just is not enough room for somersaults. However, this does not mean you will not feel your baby move. His/her kickboxing routine should stay the same.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-3977466006963340510?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/3977466006963340510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=3977466006963340510' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/3977466006963340510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/3977466006963340510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/07/3535.html' title='35/35'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-2344568468147970355</id><published>2009-07-06T10:46:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T11:10:25.147-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><title type='text'>Nesting at 34 weeks...</title><content type='html'>No, no, no... Not me... Tony is nesting! He has had last week and this week off and has been working like crazy around the house on handyman projects. Man he is a great husband. As for me... Meh not so much nesting is happening... I was sick last week and so I was worthless. I did finish my shower thank you notes finally and I am on to assembling baby stuff... Next will be baby laundry and more thank you notes after my July 18th shower given by my awesome MIL and SIL. I am also working on the hospital bag and birth plan. I will post both when they are getting to the complete point. I still have the regular to do list stuff going on, but I have 6 more weeks so no hurry... :) The thing I MUST do is get working on my thesis... I am suck a slacker...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In baby news... I finally felt hiccups and Tony got kicked real hard! Both are newer exciting developments for us. I am measuring a little ahead on the fundal measurements, but I am convinced this is because I have been to too many family parties and cookouts lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway here is the 34 week growth progress:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your baby acts completely like a newborn, with her eyes opened when awake and closed when sleeping. You may also find her settling into more of a routine for sleeping &amp;amp; awake times.&lt;br /&gt;She has learned to blink. She can also see more clearly when there is a bright light on your stomach and probably has the outline of all your organs memorized!&lt;br /&gt;Antibodies from your blood are being transferred to him. These immunities continue to build until birth. Then breast milk will add even more protection against disease.&lt;br /&gt;Your baby may have already turned to a head-down position in preparation for birth. If he is your first baby, he may be settling into the pelvis with his head pressing against your cervix.&lt;br /&gt;Fingernails have reached the end of the fingertips now. She may scratch her face even before she is born!&lt;br /&gt;Your little one's length is 17.7 inches (45cm) and weight is 4.7 pounds (2146 g).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The fingernail thing creeps me out...*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-2344568468147970355?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/2344568468147970355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=2344568468147970355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/2344568468147970355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/2344568468147970355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/07/nesting-at-34-weeks.html' title='Nesting at 34 weeks...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-7088396940539178601</id><published>2009-06-29T14:44:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T15:17:45.089-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><title type='text'>Another week closer...</title><content type='html'>Today marks week 33 and we are another week closer to meeting Charlie! There is still so much to do, but unfortunately since summer break has hit, I have lost all sense of urgency and so not much is getting accomplished...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some good things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Doctor visits are going well. I go every other week now and everything is looking great. I hope she has us get one more ultrasound before I deliver because I would really like to see Charlie again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Summer is awesome because I get to see my nephews so much. I love those two and it is hard to imagine that I will love our Charlie even more. I am so thankful that my sisters-in-law let me borrow their boys for baby time so much. They just melt my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My classroom was the first to be cleaned this year so I have the rest of the summer to set it up and prepare it for the substitute next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Next week Tony and I are planning one last little get away before Charlie arrives. We'll be going to Toronto to celebrate our third anniversary (July 8th) and tour the town. If I go early our little guy will be part Canadian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some not so good things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-In two words... Maternity Leave... This is such a PITA! I am not eligible for the FMLA 12 week leave because my school is not recognizing my spring internship hours. I am therefore ineligible for the benefit because the amount of hours I worked within the last year does not add up to 1250. My district will give me my medical benefits for 6 or 8 weeks depending on the type of delivery I have, but I must return to work after that time unless I choose to take the semester off. If I choose to take the semester off, I would have to pay for my medical benefits which is $1200/month making this choice nearly impossible.&lt;br /&gt;Lost yet? &lt;br /&gt;Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;Me too...&lt;br /&gt;So I consulted with a lawyer who informed me that that all of this legitimate practice and I am of course devastated at the thought of leaving my 1.5 month old at day care when I return to work... I have no clue how this is going to play out and I am so stressed about all of it... Technicalities are fucking bullshit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... Now that you are all caught up in my life in general... Here is some information on Charlie at 33 weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting at about week 26, your baby has slept and awoken at regular intervals. He closes his eyes when he sleeps, and he'll even dream during the last month before birth. No one knows what babies dream about in the womb, but they show reactions ranging from frowns and smiles to crying and kicking. Asleep or awake, you may feel the kicks in a new place around now--in your rib cage, just below your breasts--as he moves into the head-down position where he'll probably stay until birth.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of sleep, rest may be elusive by this point. Insomnia is common during the last trimester, and what sleep you do get will be interrupted by frequent trips to the bathroom. Hemorrhoids, heartburn, reflux (which feels like your food is coming up again), lower back pain, and swollen feet are among the commonest complaints. Many women find that it helps to eat small, frequent meals instead of large ones; use extra pillows to support belly and back; and sleep alone if your partner's tossing and turning (or snoring) wakes you up just as you're drifting off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-7088396940539178601?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/7088396940539178601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=7088396940539178601' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/7088396940539178601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/7088396940539178601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/06/another-week-closer.html' title='Another week closer...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-6265348770962366468</id><published>2009-06-23T18:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T18:04:56.965-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><title type='text'>Ikea Meatballs</title><content type='html'>I must have Ikea meatballs ASAP...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-6265348770962366468?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/6265348770962366468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=6265348770962366468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/6265348770962366468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/6265348770962366468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/06/ikea-meatballs.html' title='Ikea Meatballs'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-7250839122494609631</id><published>2009-06-21T22:15:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T18:05:24.448-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><title type='text'>Happy Father's Day Tony!</title><content type='html'>Tony,&lt;br /&gt;We love you so much and we know that you are going to be the best daddy ever. We hope you had fun today at the cook out and the pool party and we are so excited that next year you'll have your son to snuggle on this day.&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Mommy &amp;amp; Charlie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-7250839122494609631?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/7250839122494609631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=7250839122494609631' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/7250839122494609631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/7250839122494609631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-fathers-day-tony.html' title='Happy Father&apos;s Day Tony!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-7648498012069997930</id><published>2009-06-15T13:38:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T18:07:11.089-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><title type='text'>A letter from the hormonal pregnant ladies...</title><content type='html'>I didn't write this, but on some very hormonal days these could be my words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To whom it may concern:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you find these guidelines helpful in your interactions with pregnant women as failing to follow them may result in serious physical harm. If you are thinking, surely she doesn't mean me- then you should probably read this twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The appropriate response to a couple telling you they are having a baby is 'Congratulations!' with enthusiasm. Any other response makes you an ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Through the wonders of science, we now know that babies are made ONLY by the mother and father- not grandparents. Unless the baby is in your uterus or you are the man that helped put it there, you may not ever use the phrase 'my baby'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) On the same note, unless you made the baby as defined in 2, the pregnancy, birth and raising of the child are not about you. You do not have input. No one wants to hear your opinion unless they ask for it. The same goes for the name of the baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) The body of a pregnant woman should be treated the same as any other body. You would not randomly touch someone's stomach if they were not pregnant, nor would you inquire into the condition of their uterus, cervix or how they plan to use their breasts. Pregnancy does not remove all traces of privacy from a woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Likewise, no woman wants to hear comments on her weight- ever. A pregnant woman does not find it flattering that you think she is about is pop, must be having twins, looks swollen or has gained weight in her face. Telling her she looks too small only makes her worry that she is somehow starving her baby. Making such comments invite her to critique your physical appearance, and you may not act offended. The only acceptable comment on appearance is 'You look fabulous!'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) By the time we are 20-30 years old, most of us have picked up on the fact that the summer is hot. We are hot every summer when we are not pregnant. We don't need you to point out that we will be miserably hot before the baby comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) There is a reason that tickets to L&amp;amp;D are not yet sold on Ticketmaster. Childbirth is actually not a public event. It may sound crazy, but some women really do not relish the idea of their mother, MIL or a host of other family members seeing their bare butt and genitals. Also, some people simply feel like the birth of their child is a private and emotional moment to be shared only by the parents. Like everything else in life, unless you receive an invitation, you are NOT invited. This includes doctor appointments, ultrasounds, labor, delivery, the hospital and the parents home. You do not decide if you will be there for the birth or if you will move in with the new parents to 'help out'. If your assistance is desired, rest assured that you will be asked for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) If you are asked to help after the birth, this means you should clean up the house, help with cooking meals, and generally stay out of the way. Holding the baby more than the parents, interfering with breastfeeding and sleeping schedules and making a woman who is still leaking fluid from multiple locations lift a finger in housework is not helping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) The only people entitled to time with the baby are the parents. Whether they choose to have you at the hospital for the birth or ask for you to wait three weeks to visit, appreciate that you are being given the privilege of seeing their child. Complaining or showing disappointment only encourages the parents to include you less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this helps- it sure makes us feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed, All Pregnant Women&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-7648498012069997930?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/7648498012069997930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=7648498012069997930' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/7648498012069997930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/7648498012069997930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/06/letter-from-hormonal-pregnant-ladies.html' title='A letter from the hormonal pregnant ladies...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-888111797201388321</id><published>2009-06-15T10:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T10:42:32.824-04:00</updated><title type='text'>31 Weeks...</title><content type='html'>Almost all of the baby's systems have developed except the lungs... He is about 3.5 pound and 15 inches tall. Our baby is getting chubby and starting to uses all of his senses. I am 7 months pregnant and it doesn't even feel real yet. In two months Tony and I are likely to be parents. The nursery is pretty much ready, but I am not even close to being prepared to be a parent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My current check list includes:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finish Shower Thank You Notes (I still have one more shower)&lt;br /&gt;Complete the Will&lt;br /&gt;Get more Life Insurance&lt;br /&gt;Interview the Pediatrician&lt;br /&gt;Complete Pre-Admission Hospital Paperwork&lt;br /&gt;Attend Parenting Classes&lt;br /&gt;Figure out Maternity Leave (Long story for another day)&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy One Last Kid-Free Vacation with Tony&lt;br /&gt;Hang with BFF's&lt;br /&gt;Organize Lesson Plans for my Maternity Leave&lt;br /&gt;Deep Clean/ Spruce up House&lt;br /&gt;Finish my Master's Degree&lt;br /&gt;Have a baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot to do, but honestly, I am impatient and want time to hurry so I can meet Charlie. Also, I would really like to sleep on my tummy again. I sleep for shit on my hips... Hurry August!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-888111797201388321?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/888111797201388321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=888111797201388321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/888111797201388321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/888111797201388321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/06/31-weeks.html' title='31 Weeks...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-9172173716989858936</id><published>2009-06-08T07:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T08:10:38.242-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Stuff'/><title type='text'>Up and At Em...</title><content type='html'>First:&lt;br /&gt;Today I am up way too early for this to be the first day of summer break... My day will consist of getting my bimonthly massage and then visiting my parents. Then I need to come home clean the bathroom, make dinner and organize the nursery so I can be ready for my work shower tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second:&lt;br /&gt;I also am breaking into the 30's today. 30 weeks pregnant today! Woot! See below for the development progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third:&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I had the first of three showers. It was huge and we got so many things that we really needed like the car seat, highchair, pack and play and bouncer plus a lot of little perks like books, rattles and stuffed animals. My mom hosted this shower an there were almost 65 people there, so the day was exhausting to say the least. It was such and awesome day and I will post pictures as soon as I get my hands on some! The best part of the shower is that Tony was there with me and that was really nice to have him share the attention with me plus he is just so pumped up to meet Charlie and I think this just multiplied it by 50 for him. In ten weeks we will have our baby and we both are having a hard time wrapping our head around this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally:&lt;br /&gt;Charlie is growing!&lt;br /&gt;Here is what americanpregnancy.org says about the growth:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your baby has now grown to be about 15.15 inches long and weighs about 3 pounds. Your baby’s eyes are becoming more mature, and now he/she can tell the difference between light and dark. Babies at 30 weeks can even follow a light source with his/her eyes. Once your baby is born, he/she will spend a great deal of time with their eyes closed. This is completely normal. Newborns only have the ability to focus on objects a few inches from their faces. While “normal” adult vision is 20/20, a newborn’s vision is 20/400.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this week, your baby's senses are developed to the point where she can taste, touch, see, and hear what's going on around her. She'll also react to stimuli--for instance, if you poke your belly, she may kick or hit back at the spot you've touched. It's exciting to interact with your baby even before she's born. Try rubbing your belly and talking gently to her when she kicks--you may find that you're already able to calm her down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-9172173716989858936?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/9172173716989858936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=9172173716989858936' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/9172173716989858936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/9172173716989858936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/06/up-and-at-em.html' title='Up and At Em...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-8229192219859799703</id><published>2009-06-01T17:05:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T17:25:18.670-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><title type='text'>29 Weeks</title><content type='html'>I am officially 29 weeks pregnant today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I repeat this often, but I can't believe how blessed we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a very big week... First, Friday is the last day of school! Then, Sunday is my family shower and Tuesday afternoon is my work shower. As for my to do list... I still need to find a pediatrician and complete &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-admission hospital paperwork. I also need to find daycare for the fall and I need to up our life insurance and create a will of some sort. Another great thing about this week is that I finally finished my master's classes. Now I just need to get on my thesis project...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little about Charlie this week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past six weeks or so, your baby has been listening to your voice (along with the voices of your partner, older children, and anyone else who's been talking to your belly). Speaking to your baby is not only a key part of prenatal bonding, but may also form the basis of language development. Babies who have been spoken to in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;utero&lt;/span&gt; recognize and turn to familiar voices immediately after birth. There may also be links between prenatal stimulation and the development of speech and IQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it is a good thing that Tony and I have been reading to him lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow and will update if there is any news.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-8229192219859799703?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/8229192219859799703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=8229192219859799703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/8229192219859799703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/8229192219859799703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/06/29-weeks.html' title='29 Weeks'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-8152041034012499023</id><published>2009-05-26T21:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T21:46:42.802-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><title type='text'>Two Things...</title><content type='html'>I need Sweet Tarts....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband is the best ever... (Yesterday not so much, but today totally...)&lt;br /&gt;I decided I wanted super cold milk for dinner, but we were out, so super hubby stopped by the store and brought a gallon and I promptly put it in the freezer... Fast forward to 30 minutes later... I go to get the gallon out of the freezer and it drops on the floor and the gallon splits in half...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Gorilla Bear for cleaning it up... Even behind the fridge and stove... And thanks for not getting mad... And the biggest thanks for going out and getting another gallon of milk for dinner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the small things that show me how much you really love me.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-8152041034012499023?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/8152041034012499023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=8152041034012499023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/8152041034012499023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/8152041034012499023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/05/two-things.html' title='Two Things...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-5145849664238744463</id><published>2009-05-25T17:22:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T17:55:57.034-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><title type='text'>It has been awhile...</title><content type='html'>It has been a while since my last post. I am ready for summer and I am ready to be done with my classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 9 more wake up days for school then it will finally be summer. I am so ready to be out of that place... Several things have recently left me jaded in regards to work. The first being that I will be teaching yearbook class next year. This class is a horrible assignment for me because it takes so much time out of school hours.  What a great teaching assignment to give a new mom... Also, because I did my 700 hour internship this semester, I will not be eligible for FMLA. This means that when my baby is a month and a half old he will be staying at a daycare. Fucking AWESOME...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a better note, only one more week-end of Masters classes. I will hit the thesis project hard after school gets out and I still have to find another 100 hour agency internship site before the baby comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of babies... I am now 28 weeks along. The little guy (yes guy) is squirming all over and kicking my bladder like crazy. I have recently sprung a leak also... Weirdness... I am sure there is more weirdness to come, but still... Weirdness. Our baby is approximately weighs in now at 2.2 pounds and is 14.8 inches. Our baby’s brain is really beginning to develop into a more complex organ. Up until this point, our baby’s brain has been relatively smooth, but beginning this week his brain will develop grooves and indentions along its surface. The amount of brain tissue also begins to increase during the 28th week. The development of hair also continues. Eyebrows and eyelashes are visible, while the hair on your baby’s head grows even longer. Your baby is also starting to look a little rounder as the fat storage under the skin continues to develop. This is an important part of development that will continue through the remainder of your pregnancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third Trimester... Here I come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hormones you can promptly show yourself to the door...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news.. Happy Memorial Day! I hope you all had a great long weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-5145849664238744463?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/5145849664238744463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=5145849664238744463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/5145849664238744463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/5145849664238744463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-has-been-awhile.html' title='It has been awhile...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-2073494869047868036</id><published>2009-05-10T20:22:00.017-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T17:25:56.384-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Stuff'/><title type='text'>A Big Day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;As promised, I have some pictures to share! This post will be the most random of all of my posts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334356269924548162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/Sgdww846_kI/AAAAAAAAAHk/zqg7QWujNq0/s400/CIMG1684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is from our bed and breakfast vacation during spring break in April... Aside from shower pictures, this may be one of the only pregnant pictures I take... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334357315384179538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/Sgdxtzh6-1I/AAAAAAAAAHs/HLR49kBwphA/s400/CIMG1772.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This stuff is gross, but I am so relieved to not have gestational diabetes... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Superman Ice Cream... HERE I COME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334358613418326434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/Sgdy5XFYOaI/AAAAAAAAAH0/u8ZxdQ1-VyA/s400/CIMG1782.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And THIS was my mother's day gift from Tony and the Little One!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I woke up to this sparkler on my nightstand and the card said the sweetest things ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My husband is so amazing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;And now some nursery shots...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334360126577167330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/Sgd0RcCjy-I/AAAAAAAAAH8/7aPXDGHwong/s400/CIMG1789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Changing Table/ Dresser Combo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Diaper Cake was made by my awesome classmates from CMU!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334361257282927650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/Sgd1TQP0fCI/AAAAAAAAAIE/6G3WzLXsXuU/s400/CIMG1790.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Rocking and Reading Area&lt;br /&gt;I have a book shelf coming soon and we will be hanging the paper lanterns (seen in the closet) in this area!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334362036349854338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/Sgd2Amf2YoI/AAAAAAAAAIM/MbZkpCY2DVw/s400/CIMG1791.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Convertible Crib&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334362561618849378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/Sgd2fLRvLmI/AAAAAAAAAIU/B7Ds0SulYa4/s400/CIMG1792.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Closet... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The wicker basket full of goodies is also from my CMU classmates.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The red bin is FULL of awesome stuff from my brothers, their wives and my nephews for mothers day! They are seriously the best ever! I am so blessed to have them as my family.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334363468489485938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 354px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/Sgd3T9oi7nI/AAAAAAAAAIc/73vkIpcq2sE/s400/CIMG1796+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;These are the books that I have been reading to our little one every night...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;:) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-2073494869047868036?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/2073494869047868036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=2073494869047868036' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/2073494869047868036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/2073494869047868036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/05/big-day.html' title='A Big Day...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/Sgdww846_kI/AAAAAAAAAHk/zqg7QWujNq0/s72-c/CIMG1684.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-5053704086484263864</id><published>2009-05-07T16:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T16:23:56.903-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><title type='text'>Good News!</title><content type='html'>No Gestational Diabetes! Woot, woot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-5053704086484263864?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/5053704086484263864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=5053704086484263864' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/5053704086484263864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/5053704086484263864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/05/good-news.html' title='Good News!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-2477778592807987003</id><published>2009-05-05T22:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T16:24:46.870-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><title type='text'>15 Weeks...</title><content type='html'>In 15 weeks (or sometime close) until I will have an outside baby. Today I had an appointment and everything went well. My quad test came back negative, my growth was normal and the awesome Doctor Hardas said everything was going well. I had to take the 1 hour glucose test today and should have the results by Thursday... This means that I need to get a Superman ice cream cone stat, so if the results say I have gestational diabetes, I'll at least have indulged one last time... I need to hang curtains in the nursery and keep trudging through my to do list, but right now I am just taking one day at a time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other news, the thesis research has started and I am still searching for an agency internship, but I only have two more class weekends left! Summer starts in 23 more days and I am so ready... Before I know it, my showers will be here and then my baby will be too... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is just such an exciting time and I am so happy to have my life right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures are coming soon... I promise!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Growth Progress:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332538312042692738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SgD7V4B3QII/AAAAAAAAAHc/aLKvh1U2M5U/s400/mo6_lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;25 weeks - 6 months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your baby is now 13 inches long and weighs anywhere from 1½ to 1¾ pounds. While it does not appear that your baby is that big, he or she is slowly gaining some baby fat, making his/her appearance less wrinkled. If your baby has hair, the color and texture could be seen at this point. However, it can change after the baby is born. Inside the womb, the formation of tiny capillaries is giving baby a healthy pink glow. Baby's also soaking up your antibodies, getting the immune system ready for life outside the womb. Eyes are forming, and baby will soon perfect the blink -- perfect for batting those freshly grown lashes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-2477778592807987003?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/2477778592807987003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=2477778592807987003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/2477778592807987003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/2477778592807987003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/05/15-weeks.html' title='15 Weeks...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SgD7V4B3QII/AAAAAAAAAHc/aLKvh1U2M5U/s72-c/mo6_lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-9009538173256781613</id><published>2009-04-26T14:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T15:20:04.746-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><title type='text'>Weekly Update...</title><content type='html'>According to the adjusted ultrasound, I will be 24 weeks tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but reiterate the fact that I am just so grateful to be this far along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next doctor's appointment is May 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; (I think)... At this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;appointment&lt;/span&gt; I will get the glucose test and I am certain that my doctor will be a little disappointed that I still have not gained any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;weight&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I have been craving BBQ and of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;course&lt;/span&gt; sweets. I have also been urinating obscenely frequently during the night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, April's to do list is almost done as well as much of May's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;April&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Order Furniture (Done)&lt;br /&gt;Deep Clean Nursery (Done)&lt;br /&gt;Finish Installing Trim (Done)&lt;br /&gt;Touch Up Paint (Done)&lt;br /&gt;Register for Hospital Classes (In Progress)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start Registry (Done)&lt;br /&gt;Find Pediatrician (In Progress)&lt;br /&gt;Complete &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Pre&lt;/span&gt;-Admission Hospital Paperwork (In Progress)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now... If I could only be this productive on my thesis project I might actually have a chance of graduating in August...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... Back to baby stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nursery is coming along swimmingly. I will post pictures soon...&lt;br /&gt;These projects are done mostly because of Tony's hard work. I know that it is early to do all of this, but he had time and I like looking at it because it makes me happy to know that in 16 short weeks a baby may actually be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;occupying&lt;/span&gt; the space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 24 weeks along, our baby is over 12 ½ inches long and weighs 1¼ to 1½ pounds. He or She is gaining steadily at a rate of six ounces per week. Much of that weight comes from accumulating baby fat, as well as from growing organs, bones, and muscle. By now, that fabulous face is almost fully formed, complete with eyelashes, eyebrows, and hair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-9009538173256781613?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/9009538173256781613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=9009538173256781613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/9009538173256781613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/9009538173256781613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/04/weekly-update.html' title='Weekly Update...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-4871454637714972788</id><published>2009-04-17T22:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T16:24:22.578-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><title type='text'>Nursery News...</title><content type='html'>Though it is a little early big progress is being made in the nursery... This weekend it is being painted and steam cleaned and we might go get the furniture... Also, I registered @ Babies R Us... I think I may have went overboard, but I am having three showers so I guess I can justify it. I'll post pictures soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-4871454637714972788?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/4871454637714972788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=4871454637714972788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/4871454637714972788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/4871454637714972788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/04/nursery-news.html' title='Nursery News...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-7738204111917183116</id><published>2009-04-12T12:13:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T12:28:03.337-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><title type='text'>Happy Easter...</title><content type='html'>Happy Easter! It is hard to believe that next year the Easter Bunny will be visiting our house to give the little one his or her first basket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am now 21 weeks along... Over half way and according to my measurements, I am actually 22 weeks tomorrow! I am just so thrilled that everything is progressing well. I can't stop thinking about what motherhood hold for me. Every thought that runs through my head is baby related! I really need to start focusing on other things (THE THESIS), but that just isn't happening and I am really quite content meandering through my days dreaming about little Charlie or Evelyn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here is a late update for week 21... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This will be the last weekly update because the pictures on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;TheNest&lt;/span&gt; only show monthly updates from here on out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323842311067191426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SeIWX_9ayII/AAAAAAAAAHU/H_ceXBovXZ8/s400/wk21_lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Baby gulps down several ounces of amniotic fluid &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;every day, both for hydration and nutrition and to practice swallowing and digesting. And, these days, those taste buds actually work! Studies show that after birth, babies are most interested in tastes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;they've already experienced through amniotic fluid. Meaning, think about what you want your future child to eat as you prepare your own lunch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-7738204111917183116?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/7738204111917183116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=7738204111917183116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/7738204111917183116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/7738204111917183116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SeIWX_9ayII/AAAAAAAAAHU/H_ceXBovXZ8/s72-c/wk21_lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-3025722077389966750</id><published>2009-04-06T17:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T17:22:11.681-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><title type='text'>Spring Break...</title><content type='html'>And the three of us are off tomorrow to enjoy three fine Michigan bed and breakfasts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Woot&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My doctor's appointment went well today... Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hardas&lt;/span&gt; said everything looked great on the ultrasound, and the little one is measuring ahead by a week... But she did mentioned that I should be gaining weight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never in my life has anyone ever told me to gain weight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She says that my lack of weight gain has not affected the little one, but if I don't gain a couple of pounds by the next appointment, she will have to do another ultrasound...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will indulge, but not too much because another ultrasound would be nice...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-3025722077389966750?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/3025722077389966750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=3025722077389966750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/3025722077389966750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/3025722077389966750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/04/spring-break.html' title='Spring Break...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-556996231726031528</id><published>2009-04-04T08:02:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T08:48:58.497-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><title type='text'>My To Do List!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;April&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Order Furniture&lt;br /&gt;Deep Clean Nursery&lt;br /&gt;-Wipe Down Walls and Baseboards&lt;br /&gt;-Clean Shades&lt;br /&gt;-Wash Down Closet Shelves&lt;br /&gt;-Steam Clean Carpet&lt;br /&gt;Finish Installing Trim (Tony's Job)&lt;br /&gt;Touch Up Paint&lt;br /&gt;Register for Hospital Classes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start Registry&lt;br /&gt;Find Pediatrician&lt;br /&gt;Complete Pre-Admission Hospital Paperwork&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attend Showers&lt;br /&gt;Write Thank You Notes&lt;br /&gt;Organize Nursery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;July&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy One Last Kid-Free Vacation with Tony&lt;br /&gt;Organize Lesson Plans for my Maternity Leave&lt;br /&gt;Deep Clean/ Spruce up House&lt;br /&gt;Make a Will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;August&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finish my Master's Degree&lt;br /&gt;Have a baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I am forgetting several things, but it is a start!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-556996231726031528?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/556996231726031528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=556996231726031528' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/556996231726031528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/556996231726031528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-to-do-list.html' title='My To Do List!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-512958766927275772</id><published>2009-04-03T17:58:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T08:15:24.650-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><title type='text'>20 Weeks...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Half way there! I never imagined I'd be this blessed to be at this point... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everyday I am able to be pregnant, is truly amazing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320590181312149394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SdaIlIiKt5I/AAAAAAAAAHE/LK8hjfNZmps/s400/wk20_lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your baby is covered in a white substance called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;vernix&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;caseosa&lt;/span&gt;. This substance helps protect your baby’s skin from becoming irritated while submersed in amniotic fluid, and it also aids the baby's passage through the birth canal during labor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your baby is beginning to produce &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;meconium&lt;/span&gt;, a dark green or black sticky substance that constitutes a baby’s first messy diaper. A few babies pass &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;meconium&lt;/span&gt; while in the uterus or during labor. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Meconium&lt;/span&gt; consists of cell loss, amniotic fluid that has been swallowed, and digestive secretions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-512958766927275772?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/512958766927275772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=512958766927275772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/512958766927275772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/512958766927275772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/04/20-weeks.html' title='20 Weeks...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SdaIlIiKt5I/AAAAAAAAAHE/LK8hjfNZmps/s72-c/wk20_lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-5788160515459404325</id><published>2009-03-31T18:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T18:50:17.350-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><title type='text'>It's a...</title><content type='html'>Stubborn baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the big ultrasound day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything looked good, but the little one was being stubborn again and wouldn't show the goods...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that when our little one is a teen, he or she keeps their legs this tightly crossed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a doctor's appointment on Monday so we'll get a better update on everything ultrasound related...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heart rate was a strong 145... It was 137 on Thursday...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-5788160515459404325?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/5788160515459404325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=5788160515459404325' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/5788160515459404325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/5788160515459404325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/03/its.html' title='It&apos;s a...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-697439442215085509</id><published>2009-03-29T18:08:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T18:50:53.292-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><title type='text'>19 Weeks</title><content type='html'>A little late on the weekly update!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318736835948613202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/Sc_y-PCAjlI/AAAAAAAAAG8/KcQCOz9cD6M/s400/wk19_lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;While your baby is continuing to grow, the development that is occurring is very specific. For example, the kidneys are making urine, and hair is beginning to sprout on his/her scalp. The parts of the brain that are responsible for the senses are specializing. If you are having a baby girl, she already has 6 million eggs formed in her ovaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-697439442215085509?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/697439442215085509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=697439442215085509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/697439442215085509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/697439442215085509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/03/19-weeks.html' title='19 Weeks'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/Sc_y-PCAjlI/AAAAAAAAAG8/KcQCOz9cD6M/s72-c/wk19_lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-6897404240504913017</id><published>2009-03-26T19:17:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T18:48:59.609-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><title type='text'>What a day!</title><content type='html'>My morning started in a shitty, shitty way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hit a fucking deer on my way into work... The Beetle survived with a little bruise here and there and I am fine, but I started freaking out about the little one who is living in my ute...&lt;br /&gt;So a quick call to the doctor got me a noon appointment with the awesome Dr. Hardas... She found a strong little heartbeat, but she could tell I was still not convinced that everything was okay so she sent me for an ultrasound...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I promptly filled my bladder with gallons of water and we were off to get my belly mooshed. We got to see about a billion pictures of our little one and everything seems normal and in place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANK GOD!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here he/she is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317641226423225474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 326px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/ScwOhXftzII/AAAAAAAAAG0/EwY0dtE7Gu0/s400/Image01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We still will have our big ultrasound on Tuesday and I am still as excited as ever to see the little one again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is &lt;strong&gt;finally&lt;/strong&gt; feeling real.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-6897404240504913017?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/6897404240504913017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=6897404240504913017' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/6897404240504913017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/6897404240504913017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-day.html' title='What a day!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/ScwOhXftzII/AAAAAAAAAG0/EwY0dtE7Gu0/s72-c/Image01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-5622818454335622397</id><published>2009-03-23T21:01:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T21:24:36.559-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><title type='text'>Saturday, Sunday and Monday...</title><content type='html'>Saturday...&lt;br /&gt;Our baby attended his/her first concert. Our little one's ears were treated to the musical talents of the Eagles. I purchased these very expensive tickets for Tony's birthday back in February. We had an awesome time and the concert was amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday...&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated my birthday with my family... It was awesome because I got to spend time with my adorable nephews and my great family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316555256388203138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/Scgy1l3BMoI/AAAAAAAAAGU/8iGP2iIkIRg/s320/CIMG1602.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Monday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my big day... I love my birthday because it is my own personal holiday. Unfortunately Tony had class, but being the amazing husband he is, he sent me flowers at school today. I love him so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316561235457780802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/Scg4RnoSrEI/AAAAAAAAAGs/UEz-LJqQSLA/s320/CIMG1622.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316560313478551666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/Scg3b8_UGHI/AAAAAAAAAGk/6ADwp7RJKgo/s320/CIMG1623.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Only 7 more day until the big ultrasound!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-5622818454335622397?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/5622818454335622397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=5622818454335622397' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/5622818454335622397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/5622818454335622397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/03/saturday-sunday-and-monday.html' title='Saturday, Sunday and Monday...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/Scgy1l3BMoI/AAAAAAAAAGU/8iGP2iIkIRg/s72-c/CIMG1602.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-7088758730506424305</id><published>2009-03-20T09:47:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T10:05:22.798-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><title type='text'>Week 18...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/ScOfHzHWHsI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Wmxnk6ShPgQ/s1600-h/wk18_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315266941556235970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/ScOfHzHWHsI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Wmxnk6ShPgQ/s320/wk18_lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holy shit! There is something the size of a sweet potato in my uterus!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A protective covering called myelin is beginning to form around baby's nerves. This covering will continue to form up until your baby’s first birthday. If you are having a little girl, her fallopian tubes and uterus have positioned themselves into the correct place. If you are having a little boy, then his genitals may be noticed on your next ultrasound. However, many babies do not like to cooperate during the ultrasound, and the genitals cannot be seen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-7088758730506424305?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/7088758730506424305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=7088758730506424305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/7088758730506424305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/7088758730506424305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/03/week-18.html' title='Week 18...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/ScOfHzHWHsI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Wmxnk6ShPgQ/s72-c/wk18_lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-1609531492524940402</id><published>2009-03-19T10:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T10:51:02.340-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><title type='text'>Computer Geeks Unite!</title><content type='html'>For the next two days I am at a total computer geek conference... I love being able to sleep in, but I miss being by my husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have a bad case of the pregnancy brain... I really can't concentrate on the sessions... Instead I am checking out baby related websites and blogging...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch is soon... Peanut is hungry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-1609531492524940402?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/1609531492524940402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=1609531492524940402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/1609531492524940402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/1609531492524940402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/03/computer-geeks-unite.html' title='Computer Geeks Unite!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-3316126867041199690</id><published>2009-03-13T18:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T19:01:49.065-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><title type='text'>Week 17</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SbrlR3OYXVI/AAAAAAAAAGE/qvij3ao4a1I/s1600-h/wk17_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312810805481725266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SbrlR3OYXVI/AAAAAAAAAGE/qvij3ao4a1I/s320/wk17_lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What's going on with the baby?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His/&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; umbilical cord is not only lengthening but also becoming thicker and stronger for these last 23 weeks. Your baby’s sense of hearing is also developing since the ears have fully formed and moved into their final position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your baby is also beginning to form adipose or fat tissue. This will help him/her take on a more normal appearance by filling out the fine features that he/she has. Fat is important in helping regulate the body’s temperature and metabolism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-3316126867041199690?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/3316126867041199690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=3316126867041199690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/3316126867041199690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/3316126867041199690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/03/week-17.html' title='Week 17'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SbrlR3OYXVI/AAAAAAAAAGE/qvij3ao4a1I/s72-c/wk17_lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-2774698765318103644</id><published>2009-03-12T09:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T10:17:17.583-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Stuff'/><title type='text'>Sick...</title><content type='html'>I am home today for a sick day... I hate being sick on sick days... I have this gunk that makes it hard to breath through my nose... Which makes it hard to breath through my mouth... Which makes me really tired and gives me a sore throat and a nasty little cough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick + Me = An ornery, tired, non work attending, pregnant lady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have now slept for 12 straight hour and can't sleep anymore right now, so I have be cruising the net...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love &lt;a href="http://www.target.com/Bananafish-Lily-Bedding-Collection/dp/B001MVM24S/qid=1236866620/ref=br_1_1/178-1663056-8491524?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;node=13794711&amp;amp;frombrowse=1&amp;amp;pricerange=&amp;amp;index=tgt-mf-mv&amp;amp;field-browse=13794711&amp;amp;rank=pmrank&amp;amp;rh=&amp;amp;page=2"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; set from target for a girl... And &lt;a href="http://www.target.com/Tiddliwinks-Blue-Dot-Bed-Set/dp/B001CHGVD0/ref=pd_ecc_rvi_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;pf_rd_r=0HNCHZQBN4QZTV57ZHC1&amp;amp;pf_rd_p=447415601&amp;amp;pf_rd_i=B001MVM24S&amp;amp;pf_rd_s=left-5&amp;amp;pf_rd_m=A1VC38T7YXB528&amp;amp;pf_rd_t=5201"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; is super cute for a boy... But we'll probably end up with &lt;a href="http://www.target.com/CoCaLo-Alphabet-Soup-Collection/dp/B000EOM5IC/qid=1236866911/ref=br_1_13/178-1663056-8491524?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;node=13791501&amp;amp;frombrowse=1&amp;amp;pricerange=&amp;amp;index=tgt-mf-mv&amp;amp;field-browse=13791501&amp;amp;rank=pmrank&amp;amp;rh=&amp;amp;page=2"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; gender &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;neutral&lt;/span&gt; set because of my practical side...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus I want to be able to show off the nursery before our bundle arrives and since we are not telling what we are having, pick a gendered bedding set would be a dead give away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I have felt the first movements!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Woot&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;17 weeks tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-2774698765318103644?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/2774698765318103644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=2774698765318103644' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/2774698765318103644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/2774698765318103644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/03/sick.html' title='Sick...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-3024918433429148605</id><published>2009-03-10T19:43:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T10:16:51.417-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Stuff'/><title type='text'>Nursery Furniture</title><content type='html'>I may have found the nursery furniture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out by clicking &lt;a href="http://www.simmonskids.com/babiesToddlers/babyFurniture/valenciaCollection.cfm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-3024918433429148605?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/3024918433429148605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=3024918433429148605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/3024918433429148605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/3024918433429148605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/03/nursery-furniture.html' title='Nursery Furniture'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-5391552198163186926</id><published>2009-03-09T21:56:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T10:15:00.742-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><title type='text'>Woosh, Woosh, Woosh!</title><content type='html'>Today I had a doctor's appointment and my mom and I got to hear the heartbeat. I am so glad I could share this day with my mom. She is awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was such a relief! I can't wait to peek at the little one at my March 31st ultrasound!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I will let my students find out my secret. The one little girl who saw my early ultrasound by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;accident&lt;/span&gt; has been dying to spill this secret for the last 10 weeks...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-5391552198163186926?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/5391552198163186926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=5391552198163186926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/5391552198163186926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/5391552198163186926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/03/woosh-woosh-woosh.html' title='Woosh, Woosh, Woosh!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-322068119052170612</id><published>2009-03-08T20:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T10:15:32.360-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><title type='text'>A Perfect Day...</title><content type='html'>My day has been perfect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning Tony made me breakfast in bed... Then he cleaned up the mess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I snoozed the morning away until it was time to head to Tony parents' place for an early dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I arrived, I was bombarded with hugs and hello's for the little one sprouting inside of me. My sweet little nephew was very protective, lecturing his dad not to hurt the baby by squeezing me too hard. Dinner was amazing... Seriously. My mother-in-law is an amazing cook! It is just so nice that his family and I get along so well. I know our little guy/ gal is going to be so loved by these people and I am so blessed to have them in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got home later, I climbed into our cuddly bed and snoozed for a short time. When I woke up I had a major craving for Skittles... Tony promptly proceeded to help me with that by driving to the store and getting me those fruity little delicious pieces of heaven...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A perfect day indeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is a big week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I have a check-up... Hopefully we'll be able to hear the heartbeat again for a little assurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, March 10th marks the date the I was due during my second pregnancy... This will be hard, but I am hopeful that I am well on my way to motherhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so blessed to be progressing and I'll update tomorrow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-322068119052170612?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/322068119052170612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=322068119052170612' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/322068119052170612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/322068119052170612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/03/perfect-day.html' title='A Perfect Day...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-9043116540329115282</id><published>2009-03-06T08:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T20:30:41.663-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><title type='text'>Week 16...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SbB8Mf7bEZI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ZlZ0sq6rA_Q/s1600-h/wk16_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309880514840826258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SbB8Mf7bEZI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ZlZ0sq6rA_Q/s320/wk16_lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Your baby is preparing himself/&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;herself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;for a growth spurt over the next several weeks. Your baby’s head is more erect now than it has been in the previous weeks of pregnancy. His/her ears and eyes are situated in their final positions. These three things are giving your baby a more “normal” appearance than he/she has had up to this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several of the more complicated body systems are also beginning to function including your child’s urinary and circulatory system. Your baby’s heart pumps around 25 quarts of blood per day. However, by week 40 this amount will increase to 1,900 quarts per day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-9043116540329115282?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/9043116540329115282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=9043116540329115282' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/9043116540329115282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/9043116540329115282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/03/week-16.html' title='Week 16...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SbB8Mf7bEZI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ZlZ0sq6rA_Q/s72-c/wk16_lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-7825064486223790476</id><published>2009-03-05T20:11:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T20:31:07.693-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><title type='text'>Mmmmm...</title><content type='html'>Calcium!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309876698553134466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SbB4uXJiLYI/AAAAAAAAAF0/tkGvIY1uXRY/s320/shake1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-7825064486223790476?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/7825064486223790476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=7825064486223790476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/7825064486223790476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/7825064486223790476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/03/mmmmm.html' title='Mmmmm...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SbB4uXJiLYI/AAAAAAAAAF0/tkGvIY1uXRY/s72-c/shake1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-2936586568702838297</id><published>2009-02-27T17:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T20:31:32.985-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><title type='text'>Wonderful Week 15...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SahwYveS8bI/AAAAAAAAAFs/YEhs2ZbZToU/s1600-h/wk15_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307615731218837938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SahwYveS8bI/AAAAAAAAAFs/YEhs2ZbZToU/s320/wk15_lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Your baby’s skin is very thin, and his/her blood vessels can actually be seen through the skin. Your baby’s ears are continuing to develop externally and continue to look more like normal ears. Your baby’s eyes are continuing to move towards the nose from the sides of his/her head. The baby’s bones are beginning to ossify, which means that if an x-ray was taken the skeleton would be visible. Babies at this age have also been caught sucking their thumbs on ultrasound pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-2936586568702838297?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/2936586568702838297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=2936586568702838297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/2936586568702838297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/2936586568702838297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/02/wonderful-week-15.html' title='Wonderful Week 15...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SahwYveS8bI/AAAAAAAAAFs/YEhs2ZbZToU/s72-c/wk15_lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-2670777509649798185</id><published>2009-02-26T17:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T17:09:14.314-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><title type='text'>I want sweets...</title><content type='html'>I don't want fruit...&lt;br /&gt;I don't want veggies...&lt;br /&gt;I don't want milk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want sweets...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I am eating my fruits, veggies and milk, but I'd rather have a cupcake...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-2670777509649798185?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/2670777509649798185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=2670777509649798185' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/2670777509649798185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/2670777509649798185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-want-sweets.html' title='I want sweets...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-4925600034030920920</id><published>2009-02-22T18:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T17:05:34.829-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><title type='text'>A Monumental Moment</title><content type='html'>A monumental moment has occurred...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the weekend I brought my first pair of maternity pants...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably could have waited another week or two, but honestly my old pants were just getting uncomfortable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really haven't gained weight yet, but my body has been changing... My hips and tummy have expanded and the girls have gotten slightly bigger... I know I won't show like my pregnant skinny counterparts, but I am excited that I finally can be content with letting my body be just the way it is...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-4925600034030920920?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/4925600034030920920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=4925600034030920920' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/4925600034030920920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/4925600034030920920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/02/monumental-moment.html' title='A Monumental Moment'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-7549996358930560965</id><published>2009-02-20T19:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T19:46:00.302-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><title type='text'>An early weekly update...</title><content type='html'>I am updating early because tomorrow, after school, Tony and I are heading up north to the cabin for a much needed get-a-way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2nd Trimester... Woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304679474092958418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SZ4B4FSd4tI/AAAAAAAAAFk/YBlBi_bchVo/s320/wk14_lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Your little boy or &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; has fully developed sex organs by this week, although they're still difficult to see through ultrasound. He's 3 inches long and weighs an ounce and a half, give or take a few grams. Now that the major systems are in place, the fetus will start to grow at an amazing rate. In the next month or so, he'll triple in length and reach the impressive weight of 1 pound.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-7549996358930560965?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/7549996358930560965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=7549996358930560965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/7549996358930560965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/7549996358930560965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/02/early-weekly-update.html' title='An early weekly update...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SZ4B4FSd4tI/AAAAAAAAAFk/YBlBi_bchVo/s72-c/wk14_lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-6307856152908100241</id><published>2009-02-19T19:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T19:46:24.310-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><title type='text'>100 Days Pregnant...</title><content type='html'>What an awesome feeling to be 100 days pregnant. I am so blessed right now and so happy. I am also paranoid. I feel like something is going to go wrong. I try to shake these feelings, but it is hard to do because I just can't believe that I am this lucky. I can't believe that I might be a mom soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay enough about baby talk... It has been a while since I did a true update on life's events...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brothers and their wives are wonderful parents. It is awesome to watch them with their new little boys. Both little guys are doing great and they are so cute and kissable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My internship is in full swing... Unpaid and everything. I really love it. It is great to be away from the classroom and I know that I could do this for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being unpaid is stressful... Tony's job is stable for now, but he is an engineer in the auto industry, so we never know if it is safe for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did save almost $12,000 expecting to take time off for my 6 month internship, but what I didn't expect is to go on maternity leave after that time... So much for planning. We'll make it. We just will have to cut back a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss wine... Specifically champagne... It is so worth it though...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-6307856152908100241?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/6307856152908100241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=6307856152908100241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/6307856152908100241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/6307856152908100241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/02/100-days-pregnant.html' title='100 Days Pregnant...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-769210174585240845</id><published>2009-02-14T08:36:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T20:40:25.795-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><title type='text'>An Aunt x 2...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SZbK5ShzYvI/AAAAAAAAAFU/xtzErIikk8Q/s1600-h/CIMG1579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302648696850309874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SZbK5ShzYvI/AAAAAAAAAFU/xtzErIikk8Q/s320/CIMG1579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday at 5:48pm Brock Stephen was born. He was 7lbs. 4 ounces and has soft blond hair. His fingers are long and his toes are short and stubby (just like his awesome Aunt Amy's toes), but the best thing of all is that he has the perfect little cheeks for smooching!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom, Dad and Baby are doing fine...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grandmas &amp;amp; Grandpas are pumped to have the new addition!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-769210174585240845?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/769210174585240845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=769210174585240845' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/769210174585240845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/769210174585240845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/02/aunt-x-2.html' title='An Aunt x 2...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SZbK5ShzYvI/AAAAAAAAAFU/xtzErIikk8Q/s72-c/CIMG1579.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-3702502580610633440</id><published>2009-02-13T16:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T20:40:03.599-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><title type='text'>13 Weeks... And...</title><content type='html'>First the And... I am going to be an aunt again today! Miah (My oldest brother) and Jen are at the hospital and I am anixously awaiting their news!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302397885994274978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SZXmyLR4kKI/AAAAAAAAAFM/n8e2tm_rrsE/s320/wk13_lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fingerprints have formed on your baby's tiny fingertips, her veins and organs are clearly visible through her still-thin skin, and her body is starting to catch up with her head — which makes up just a third of her body size now. If you're having a girl, she now has more than 2 million eggs in her ovaries. Your baby is almost 3 inches long and weighs nearly an ounce.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-3702502580610633440?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/3702502580610633440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=3702502580610633440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/3702502580610633440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/3702502580610633440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/02/13-weeks-and.html' title='13 Weeks... And...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SZXmyLR4kKI/AAAAAAAAAFM/n8e2tm_rrsE/s72-c/wk13_lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-7708267860694743692</id><published>2009-02-09T18:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T20:39:40.715-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><title type='text'>Thankful...</title><content type='html'>As this pregnancy progresses, I am just so happy and thankful that I have this blessing. I am elated to be pregnant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-7708267860694743692?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/7708267860694743692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=7708267860694743692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/7708267860694743692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/7708267860694743692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/02/thankful.html' title='Thankful...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-3835974602176192321</id><published>2009-02-06T17:37:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T17:43:31.444-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><title type='text'>Friday Update... (Demanded by the new ultrasound date...)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SYy7zz3Qb5I/AAAAAAAAAFE/-kxsiNU-YpI/s1600-h/wk12_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299817360277925778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SYy7zz3Qb5I/AAAAAAAAAFE/-kxsiNU-YpI/s320/wk12_lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now measuring between 2 and 3 inches from crown to rump, the fetus is busily doing his stretching and kicking exercises. All major organs are in place, and his brain, nerves, and muscles are starting to function. Although his gender was determined at conception, external genitalia won't fully develop for another couple of weeks. At that point, a sonogram may be able to show whether you're carrying a boy or a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;girl&lt;/span&gt;--if your baby will cooperate and face the camera!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4455927402159738666-3835974602176192321?l=ababybear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/feeds/3835974602176192321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4455927402159738666&amp;postID=3835974602176192321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/3835974602176192321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4455927402159738666/posts/default/3835974602176192321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ababybear.blogspot.com/2009/02/now-measuring-between-2-and-3-inches.html' title='Friday Update... (Demanded by the new ultrasound date...)'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18034711103305291110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SYy7zz3Qb5I/AAAAAAAAAFE/-kxsiNU-YpI/s72-c/wk12_lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4455927402159738666.post-5384563850432489039</id><published>2009-02-03T19:05:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T17:52:36.813-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnant'/><title type='text'>Ultrasound News...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SYttqFOkwoI/AAAAAAAAAE8/VcEhcZHvLfk/s1600-h/Amy_3_Edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299449956256760450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SYttqFOkwoI/AAAAAAAAAE8/VcEhcZHvLfk/s320/Amy_3_Edit.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtaNjS8YqrQ/SYjc-jsGe3I/AAAAAAAAAE0/sM-W8lZ9ehI/s1600-h/Amy+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The baby is growing! According to today's ultrasound, I am now due on August 21st, but I know that baby will be coming on August 23rd for all of you that may be interested! I tried to do some fancy labeling and editing, but my laptop hates me right now, so on the right hand side you can see our little one's (girl's) head and on the left side you can see her body... It is fuzzy, but it is still a beautiful sight... I can't believe I am this blessed to be expecting... We are so lucky!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Update... 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