tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66844879714018486932024-03-05T15:22:22.065-08:00Life on Friendship LaneMeet me there...I'll leave the porch light on for you.Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06787932934992541916noreply@blogger.comBlogger62125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6684487971401848693.post-48809541576851264802013-06-24T23:05:00.002-07:002013-06-24T23:05:33.765-07:00How old are you?Have to show off my smart girl....we started asking her this and showing her what to do last week (thinking it would take a couple of months for her to master) but she's already doing it consistently every time we ask. So here is our 10 month old who thinks she's 1. Such a big girl, I should really stop underestimating her. :)<br />
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Sidenote: What she's doing in the beginning is playing her version of "peek-a-boo" she just looks at you with her head tilted to the side when she's ready to "peek." :)<br />
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BrookeBrookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06787932934992541916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6684487971401848693.post-15204082494270521682013-06-11T16:05:00.002-07:002013-06-11T16:06:56.368-07:00Rocky BabyThese are the things I do with my college degree. :)<br />
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<br />Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06787932934992541916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6684487971401848693.post-48352498867422022172013-02-28T22:32:00.001-08:002013-02-28T22:32:43.275-08:00"momma"She's done it...she's said her first word. She may be absolutely crazy about her Daddy, but her first word was Momma!<br />
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Here's the thing though....she's actually been doing this since she was around 2 or 3 months old. She just didn't know it. But she went through this thing when every time she was hungry or upset she would make a lot of "m" noises and sometimes "momma" would sneak out. We really noticed it on the way home from the doctor's office after her 3 month checkup...she was NOT (I repeat, NOT) happy with the nurse and the shots she administered. She screamed the whole way home (luckily it's about 2 miles away) and most of what she was screaming sounded like "momma". But I don't count that as her first words because it never seemed like she knew what she was saying and it was never consistent...it was an accident because she was making "m" sounds.<br />
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However, yesterday she knew what was going on and said it not once but ALL day. I was playing a lot of peek-a-boo that morning on the changing table where I usually say "where's Momma?" or "where's Shaylyn?" and hide on the side of the table. We play this game a lot, she gets real excited about it. She's so funny about it because she knows what I'm doing but pretends to not look for me and looks straight up at the ceiling while smiling and kicking like crazy....until she can't stand it anymore and tries to look for me. While I was changing her clothes after that (which is <b>not</b> her favorite game) she starts whining and says "mamamamama." Although she hasn't done it in a while, I didn't really think too much of it and when she stopped I looked at her and said it back to her. She looked at me for a minute then started back up again...."mamamama." It made me giggle a lot. Then she proceeded to do it all morning, but the second I would get my phone out to record it she would stop. Rascal. Later that morning we were Skyping with my mom and before I could even tell her what she had been doing she was saying it over and over again.<br />
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She has been imitating a lot of things lately. This weekend Chad was making a smack noise with his mouth and she started doing it too. (She still does it when you do it to her.) She studies your mouth SO hard when you're talking to her. This makes me so excited! Well and nervous. She's so interested in communicating and is always looking at us like she's soaking everything up. Which also got me thinking about something else.....since she seems so interested, I'm starting a few signs with her. (Started "officially" today!) I don't know enough myself to really teach her a lot, but I would love to teach her some basic ones that will help us communicate with her over the next few years. "more" "milk" "finished/all done" "eat" are the ones I'm starting with. We'll see how it goes to see what we do from here...I'm not going to push it, just see how she responds.<br />
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Here she is yesterday (you can hear MeMe in the background on Skype) .....<br />
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And here she is today when I put her down for a nap....I also heard this on the monitor at 2:30am this morning. I can't think of a better way to wake up in the middle of the night! :)<br />
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Do I think she knows who "momma" is? Mah, not really. Do I think she's calling for me when she says it? Mah, not really. But we're working on those things. I do know that she can see someone say it and knows how to repeat it now. I think she knows when she says it I will come...because I'm making a point of that every time she says it. At least for now...I want her to know who Momma is! Then I pick her up and say "Momma's here." She definitely knows her own name because she turns and responds to it when someone calls her...so I don't think it'll be too long before she knows what our names are too. Yesterday when she said it, it was always when she needed something.....hungry, tired, or just generally pissed off. Today she said it a few times when we were just playing together and I would say it to her (and also every time she was mad). My mom is completely convinced that she does know what she's saying and who her "momma" is. Maybe I'm cutting Shaylyn short? Either way, I'll take it...because really, it's just too damn cute to matter.<br />
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Shay's Momma :)Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06787932934992541916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6684487971401848693.post-54284954405648207832013-02-11T21:04:00.000-08:002013-02-11T21:04:12.718-08:002 MonthsOh man....can anyone tell me where the past 6 months have gone?? I'm months behind on here! I know all of you internets people are waiting with bated breath to hear about my little girl....right? Right?? Anyone?? :)<br />
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Since I'm using this blog as a sort of "baby book" for Shay...I want to go back to do a little recap of pictures and things that happened for each month. So let's think back all the way to October when Shaylyn was just 2 months old........<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">In Napa - Momma gets sushi for the first time in like 10 months. Oooh how I missed sushi while I was pregnant!!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Shay discovers she has a tongue in October. I'm pretty sure it was out more than it was in this whole month. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I remember this day...Shay and I were super cuddly all day. I pretty much let her sleep on me all day. And I happened to catch her smiling in her sleep. This picture makes my heart so happy. :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Shaylyn first Halloween! At the pumpkin patch.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I mean...you saw <a href="http://lifeonfriendshiplane.blogspot.com/2012/12/a-very-awkward-christmas.html" target="_blank">our Christmas card</a>, right?? I LOVE taking awkward family photos. I actually waited until she was crying to take this picture. Yeah, I'm that mom.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Our little family</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">She passed out on Auntie Donna while watching the Cardinals/Giants game in the NLCS.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">She cried when the Cardinals' season was over.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">She decided to root for the Giants in the World Series. (2012 Champs!)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">She went as an owl for Halloween and trick or treated with the big kids...her cousins Olivia and Zoie and their friends. Mommy went as "fifty shades of grey". </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The cutest owl there ever was.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">She was over the owl costume by this point. Daddy went as "The Jager Bomber" :) </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I love this picture of Zo at the pumpkin patch. :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Roadtrip to SoCal to meet her ADORABLE cousin Kiley!! I can already tell these 2 will be big buddies. :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">All the Johansen/Gillette cousins together! 3 grandkids born in 2012! (Sidenote: Shaylyn did NOT have a good day this day...had a really bad belly ache and spent most of the day crying. Like REALLY crying. The only person who could get her to calm down was Uncle Ryan so he spent most of the day walking with her and bouncing her and being the Shaylyn Whisperer.)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Shay insisted she hold her cousin. We were dying over this picture. So cute.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Shay meets the Laukat girls! Here she is with Kendall. I feel like these two make a lot of the same faces. :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">She very much enjoyed McKenna...she kept smiling at her. :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">On the drive back home to NorCal. Took a pit stop off the highway so I could feed Shay. Then we took this picture of her by a cotton field. I have no idea why this picture makes me laugh so much...but it does.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Baseball season may be over but she still rocks the Cards bib!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Alright...and the Cards dress. The little dimple on her right cheek really came out in her 2nd month...and oh man does it hurt my heart! :)</td></tr>
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<br />Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06787932934992541916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6684487971401848693.post-62529152159013175052013-02-06T13:58:00.001-08:002013-02-06T13:58:52.629-08:00For your entertainment.Today, I needed to make a quick run to the grocery store and the produce market so I threw on some sweats, put my hair in a ponytail, and kept the baby in her cow pajamas and left the house. We got a few things at the grocery store which included some frozen things and milk, then we headed to the market. I love my new car which has keyless entry and keyless start. My husband's car has the same feature and you can never lock yourself out. After leaving the market, I (knowingly) left my keys in the bag in the back and went around to put the baby in. Apparently, my car does NOT have the same feature of never locking yourself out. Shaylyn was hungry, needed to be changed, and was ready for a nap. While we waited the hour plus it would take my husband to come from work to get the spare from our house....I had to breastfeed in a sort of "ally" near the parking lot. I thought I was somewhere where no one would be coming through but some unsuspecting man did and saw me nursing my baby on the ground. Did I mention I was in sweats and the baby was in a cow onesie? Pretty sure he thought we were homeless from the pity look he gave us. I was shocked he didn't offer some spare change.<br />
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If you don't laugh at yourself sometimes, you'll just cry. I chose to laugh today.<br />
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<br />Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06787932934992541916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6684487971401848693.post-82050065069636741932012-12-24T23:54:00.001-08:002012-12-24T23:54:32.082-08:00A Very Awkward Christmas.I started a tradition last year that I didn't exactly know was going to be a tradition.<br />
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<strong><span style="font-size: large;">2011 Johansen Awkward Christmas</span></strong></div>
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Screen shot of our 2011 card from the website I ordered it from. (zazzle.com - a super awesome custom order anything website) Sidenote: This is not our cat. We do not own a cat. <br />
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This year we have a super cute "prop" for our awkward Christmas! She makes this tradition WAY more fun. Poor poor Shaylyn....she's in for a long ride with these parents of hers. So far though I'd say she fits right in to this awkward family, but you can be the judge of that...............<br />
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<strong><span style="font-size: large;">2012 Johansen Awkward Christmas</span></strong></div>
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Have a very AWKWARD Christmas and a HAPPY New Year!!<br />
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Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06787932934992541916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6684487971401848693.post-49599071119208926572012-12-16T22:42:00.000-08:002012-12-16T22:42:31.065-08:0012/14/12Dear Shaylyn,<br />
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You don't know this but something very sad happened Friday, December 14th. A really sad, angry, and confused young man went into a school and shot some very innocent little children. I won't even waste my breath trying to explain what that man could have possibly been thinking because nothing....absolutely nothing....can make me understand it.<br />
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Instead I want to tell you how it made me feel. How it made me hold you a little closer at bedtime. How it made me cry watching you sleep after you had a full belly simply because I knew there were mom's on the under side of the country who would never see their babies sleep again. How it made your dad and I have a conversation on "worst case scenarios" with something happening in a public setting and make a plan of what we could do. How it shook me to my bones to know we can't protect you from everything. How it made me literally nauseous knowing that there are terrorists in our own country attacking not only our own, but the ones that can't defend themselves.<br />
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This is just the tip of the iceberg on all the emotions this tragedy brought up but most of all it made me feel more love. Goodness Shaylyn...if I don't teach you anything else in this lifetime please let me teach you about love. It's so important to feel it and give it. It can turn anything around. I'm not just talking about showing love to your family and friends (although that's <b>very</b> important.) But send out goodness and love into the whole world. You don't have to grow up to be the President, a disease curing doctor, or anyone else with an "important" title in order to change the world. You have the possibility to change the world within you just by sending out love and goodness. This is exactly why you make me and your dad better people. It's our goal as your parents to show you by example how to live that way. Not only will you make the world a better and happier place...but can you imagine how happy your life will be too? Giving and receiving that much love and light? Now....let's be real....I am not always good at this. And that's okay. It's okay to not always be able to do this. But as long as there are other people in the world giving out that same love, they'll be able to pick you up when you need it. That's why it's so important to surround yourself with those people who are giving you that love too. It'll pick you up when you need it, push you when you need pushing, catch you when you're falling, and completely envelop you with warmth, security, and happiness. Hang on to the people in your life that challenge you to be a better person.<br />
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I'm so sad for all of those effected by the tragedy in Connecticut. Innocence was ripped right out from underneath so many beautiful children. I'm praying for everyone...the people that were taken away and the ones still with us.<br />
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Alright, I'm finished for now. Just know that I love you Shaylyn and you have so much to give this world and it's all within you!!<br />
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Your MommaBrookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06787932934992541916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6684487971401848693.post-71485385606225355402012-09-07T22:06:00.000-07:002012-09-07T22:06:07.478-07:00Shay is 1 month old!<div style="text-align: center;">
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Man she's growing so fast. These past 31 days have been incredible. Crazy. Awesome. Exhausting. Emotional. Fun. But most of all this past month has been so full of LOVE!!!<br />
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I feel like every morning I wake up to a new baby. Her face and little body change so much each day! She's getting heavier and longer and gaining more control of her neck, arms, and legs. She loves holding her own head up when you hold her on your shoulder. I kind of feel like she shows off about it. She holds it up and looks around at people and the world like she's saying "yeah I'm holding my head up myself, no big deal." Her little face is looking less newborn-ish. She's starting to make noises besides her little cry. She smiles at people on purpose now...and not just involuntary gas smiles. (Evidence of that in the video I posted below!) We're really getting to know her, her schedule, her cries, and her personality. Granted, this is the only baby I've ever had to compare to but she is <b>such</b> a good baby. She's really laid back, LOVES to cuddle and be held close, sleeps and eats like a champion, and really likes it when you put your head against hers and tell her "secrets" by whispering in her ear. Sigh....we are so in love. She is just perfect.<br />
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My momma (Shaylyn's MeMe) arrived in California July 27th to be here for her birth. She just left on Wednesday so it's been our first couple of days just Shay and myself at home. Oh man...I could write a whole post on how much my momma has helped us around here for the past month. Physically she did all of the things Chad and I didn't want to do/think about when we got home with Shay. Planned meals and made sure we ate, cooked, cleaned, did laundry, held a crying Shaylyn while we took a break (or more than likely ate), watched a sleeping Shaylyn while I took a nap alone in my room, picked her up and gave her to me when my incision was hurting, made sure I put my feet up when we got home from the hospital in order for the swelling to go down (seriously the amount of swelling I had was <b>really</b> ridiculous, more on that in other post), and tons of other stuff that I can't begin to name everything here. Emotionally she did just as much for me...it was great to have her around to provide advice and momma help. I loved just having her here and getting to spend so much time with her. And more than anything I <b>loved</b> seeing her with Shay. Oh it just hurt my heart to see them together and MeMe so in love with my little girl!<br />
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31 days ago I also gained a new respect and perspective on my own parents. Of course they've always told me they love me throughout my life...but I don't think I <b>really</b> understood how much and just what that kind of love meant until Shaylyn came along. So to my own Momma and Dad...thank you for loving me and my sisters so much. I get it. And I love you too. :)<br />
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A few days after Shay came home from the NICU, she had her first checkup with her pediatrician. She weighed in at 7 pounds 7 ounces and grew 1/4 of an inch since birth. Her doctor was very impressed with her growth and told us we were both doing great breastfeeding. She couldn't get over how great Shaylyn looked. :)<br />
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Good news continued today at her 1 month checkup, doctor said she looked like a perfectly healthy and happy baby....here are her stats!<br />
9 pounds 4 ounces (50th percentile)<br />
21 3/4 inches long (75th percentile)<br />
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Goodness lady I just love you to pieces. It seriously hurts my heart.<br />
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Fact: The other day you were sleeping on my chest while I was watching tv. I was smelling your beautiful baby smell and feeling the weight of you on my body. Cue tears. I'm pretty sure they just came on because my heart was so full my eyes just overflowed with love.<br />
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I would say I spent 9 months waiting for you but I actually feel like you've been a part of me my whole life. You just decided to show your face 31 days ago.<br />
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Thank you for making me a mother. Just like your daddy, you make me want to be a better person. You take that to a whole new level, girl. And I will be a better person because of you. Speaking of your daddy, thank you for taking our love and marriage to a new height also. When you were born and my heart grew, it grew for your dad too. I didn't know I could love him more, but that was before I knew how much love I could give. Seeing the two of you together makes me feel so complete. And the way his eyes look when he's staring down at you...matches exactly what my heart feels too.<br />
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Well, that's all for now. You're sleeping next to me and I need to snuggle and smell you. :)<br />
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Oh boy is there a lot to write about between the hours of 1:00am August 6th and 3:55pm August 7th! Not to mention the minutes, hours, days, and now weeks that have gone by since then!!<br />
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Chad and I plan to sit down and write out her birth story sometime soon but we just haven't got the chance to do it yet. Actually, that's kind of a lie. We have probably had the chance to do it, but it's such an emotional thing for us to think about that we've been putting it off. Because I was in labor for so long and so much happened during that time and then after she was born, there were holes in both our stories of things that went on and what we each experienced. We sat down for about an hour one morning when we were still in the hospital and talked through everything that happened. I don't remember the last time I cried that hard. Especially for it being deliriously happy and sad tears at the same time. Anyway, it's important to me that we write it down when it's still "fresh" so we can remember everything and look back on it down the road. I think it will also be pretty cool for Shaylyn to hear some day too. Hear about how dramatic she was even when she came into the world and maybe if she hears how rough she was on her parents during those first few minutes/hours/days, she'll ease up on us during the teenage years. What do you mean it doesn't work like that? :)<br />
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She is such a healthy and happy 2 week old now. And we think she's pretty perfect. Our hearts are completely full having her a part of our lives. We love you so much Shaylyn Kennedy Johansen!!!<br />
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p.s. I just re-read my <a href="http://lifeonfriendshiplane.blogspot.com/2012/08/38-weeks-today-is-my-due-date.html" target="_blank">last post I put on here at 10pm August 5th</a>. Although I didn't know it (even then) but I actually started early labor just 3 hours later. Haha!! Life is funny, huh? :)Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06787932934992541916noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6684487971401848693.post-49797946025015555152012-08-05T22:08:00.000-07:002012-08-05T22:08:03.018-07:0038 weeks - Today is my due date.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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38 weeks!</div>
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It's 9:57pm PST Sunday, August 5th, 2012.<br />
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I was supposed to become a mom today. The baby obviously has different plans. It's been an emotional roller coaster of a day. I just remembered <a href="http://lifeonfriendshiplane.blogspot.com/2012/02/letter-to-myself.html" target="_blank">this post</a> I wrote back in October last year before I was pregnant. I read it, teared up a little, smiled a little, took a deep breath, and decided I'd write this really quickly and go to bed.<br />
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I kind of feel like I've been pregnant for an eternity but at the same time I feel like I just saw that beautiful little digital word "Pregnant" just yesterday. It's a weird thing. Whew, all of these swarming thoughts have made for a long emotionally and physically exhausting day.<br />
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Here's to another day I get to carry this baby in my belly before he/she comes out and changes the world. (At least my world....)<br />
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Excerpt from what I wrote on October 12th, 2011:<br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">"Maybe you're pregnant right now and barfing all over the place (your sense of smell is already ridiculous so I can't imagine what that's like when it's heightened)....just remember how excited me and Chad would be to know that we were going to have a baby in less than 9 months.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">Maybe you're in the week of your due date and miserably waddling around feeling like a beached whale (and I'm guessing feeling a little anxious about going into labor)....just remember how your non pregnant self is sitting here right now daydreaming about what it would be like to feel our baby kick from the inside. You're so close to being able to see our baby's face, you can do it! And try not to feel too anxious...Chad will be there with you and he always seems to know how to make us feel better. Not to mention all of the awesome people I know you'll have in that waiting room......If you weren't about to push a human out of your vagina, I would feel more sorry for the hospital staff. :)</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">Maybe you're getting impatient on a wait list for an adoption.....remember that your kid is out there in this world somewhere and the universe is just waiting for the timing to be right. (We both know how important timing is.) And it when the timing is right...it will be perfect."</span><br />
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37 weeks!</div>
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(July 15th)</div>
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Baby J's room is finished!! </span></b></div>
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Well...there are a few things I may add later on (a rug when I find what I'm looking for, and curtains) but it's definitely ready for the baby to arrive and I'm definitely ready to show it off. :) I really really love it and I'm so happy with the way it all came together. It's by far my favorite room in the house, although our place is pretty small and we don't have many rooms to choose from....but STILL it counts as my favorite! :)<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Chad and I used to live in Colorado and our absolute favorite time for hikes there was in the fall when the Aspen leaves start to change. They turn this beautiful yellow color (almost unrealistic painted yellow) and the trunks are white all over. It looks SO cool when you're in the middle of them and it makes for a most peaceful place. I decided it would be awesome if we could bring the mountains and outdoors to the baby and this is what I came up with. :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The bright colors and "happy" feel seemed necessary too.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The problem with my "vision" of the trees was that I am NOT a painter in any way shape or form. Luckily, my sister in law Donna is a rockstar and is a great painter so I asked for her help. I searched for a few pictures on Pinterest, printed them out for her as an idea and she did the rest. Well, I cooked really awesome snacks and dinner, made a lemonade stand with my nieces, and kept refilling her wine glass....but that's where my part in that ended. I mean seriously....I could not have imagined it turning out better! She did such an amazing job and I'm so glad she was excited to help me.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">There are owls throughout the baby's room because the mascot at the college Chad and I went to (and met at) was an Owl. :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The closet was a baby daddy project and he did such a great job! We started by removing the closet door, taking out the clothing rack and shelf that was currently there, painted the inside orange, and made the new shelving. So much more functional!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lots of love went into this too....our friend Mark painted the inside with Chad one night and Chad's brother Ryan helped put in the shelving. :) Chad's mom and Aunt Holly gave us the video baby monitor, really excited about it!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">How cute are these shoes? Oh and please don't mind the books in the background arranged in rainbow order.....it happened one day in a fit of pregnancy nesting....don't judge me.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The other side of the baby's room. Before it became baby's room it was a guest room. We were planning on pulling this trundle bed out of the room as we put the baby's things in there but then we realized it would probably be more functional to keep it in there for a while. We can still fit everything we want for the baby and it gives us a bed for guests as well. Our plan is to have the baby in our room at night in the bassinet for a while anyway and we'll have family coming and going for a while, so this just makes sense. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cute little owl paintings. No curtains yet, but if I get some I think I'll just do some simple white ones since there's a lot of color everywhere else. And I plan to paint the baby's name in the middle of these frames....as soon as we know what that name is! :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We got the dresser two years ago from Donna and Ryan who didn't have a place for it and were ready to give it a new home.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This came in the mail one day with a note "To the little nugget. We wanted to give you your first John Deere. Love you, Great PaPa and MaMa." My heart melted. And the owl on the left is a bank from Auntie Melis and Rach so baby can save his/her pennies for college. :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Picture from our wedding reception. We bought the (pregnant woman) figurine behind the picture from a vendor in the Dominican.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cork board with some pictures and a few notes that have been left for Baby J. If you notice the middle picture....we feel every kid needs/wants a picture of their parents' butt cracks. It's completely natural.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Changing table we got from BuyBuy Baby.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I labeled each drawer of the changing table for the appropriate things inside. Obviously we keep diapers, wipes, and all the things you would need to change the baby in this one...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Blankets and swaddlers in this one...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I cannot wait to snuggle with our sweet little baby in this chair!! Nursing foot stool from Auntie Tracy (BuyBuy Baby) and works perfect since we didn't have enough room for the ottoman with the chair.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My sister Amy (also our maternity/baby photographer) made this from pictures she took in the Dominican. :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Oh how I LOVE the blanket my friends Melis and Rachel got for us (Etsy). They didn't know at the time how perfect it matched the baby's room and especially the rocking chair. And obviously we all love owls. :) We ordered the chair from BuyBuy Baby, where you can pick out the material, color, and piping. It did take forever for it to come in though, so if you're thinking of ordering one do it early!!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Donna text me a picture of this clock she came across one day while at a Salvation Army and asked if I was interested. Umm...yes please! We painted the branch/leaves to match the wall. And gave Momma Owl's eyes a little makeover to tie in some color. :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">About four years ago we carved this exact thing on a tree on one of our favorite hikes in Colorado (Maroon Bells in Aspen-Snowmass in case you're wondering). So it's only appropriate we put it in the room too. :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Dr. Seuss canvas made by Auntie Amy using our room colors. :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The crib was passed to us from Donna and Ryan and it's been in the Vinal/Johansen family for years. My cousin Lacey and her hubby Ryan sent us the bedding from our Target registry. I thought I'd be looking forever for something that I loved but literally this was the first bedding I ever even looked at! I love all the colors and how happy it looks!!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Our favorite picture of the little nug in my belly. :)</td></tr>
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See Baby?? The only thing missing in your room now is poopie diapers, spit up all over clean things, dirty onesies, an unorganized mess, sleep deprived parents, and <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">YOU!!! </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Come on out and play! </span><br />
Or you know, whenever you're ready...no pressure. :)<br />
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xo,<br />
Your Mommy and Daddy<br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06787932934992541916noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6684487971401848693.post-24864550790712357992012-07-30T14:25:00.001-07:002012-07-30T14:25:28.637-07:0036 weeks - July Fun!<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">36 Weeks! (July 8th)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Yep, bump is still there.</td></tr>
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Pictures from some fun stuff we've done in the month of July!</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Chad got to throw out the first pitch for a work event at a San Jose Giants game! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Autumn was so cute with my belly....she kept giving "her baby cousin hugs and kisses." :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Summer fruit in California is amazing and super cheap!! So spoiled to it out here.</td></tr>
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I LOVE SUMMER!!!!!!!<br />
xo,<br />
BrookeBrookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06787932934992541916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6684487971401848693.post-74069697988635029202012-07-28T09:32:00.001-07:002012-07-28T09:32:17.225-07:0035 weeks - Cali Baby Shower<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"You seein this? I think there's really something in there!"</td></tr>
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I mentioned in a previous post about the <a href="http://lifeonfriendshiplane.blogspot.com/2012/07/31-weeks-missouri-baby-shower.html" target="_blank">awesome baby showers that were thrown for me and sweet Baby J.</a> Here are pictures and captions from Super Awesome Baby Shower #2 that my sister-in-law Donna put together in her backyard on June 30th!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Oh how I LOVE the bassinet Donna gave me. Her grandfather made it years ago and about 7 babies have used it since then. She refinished it and put a few personal touches on it for Baby J. Since we have an owl theme in the baby's room...she made this adorable owl for the front of the bassinet. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Don't these little owl hats hurt your heart they're so cute? Donna's mom Robyn made them for the baby. The writing on the back of the bassinet says - "The sun is shining bright," Owl said, "time to go home and go to bed!"</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My friend Maria made the most awesome scrapbook ever. It's completely finished, the only thing I have to do is add pictures for everything! It starts with pages during my pregnancy, getting the room ready, baby showers, and goes all the way through each holiday and happenings to baby's first birthday! I'm SO excited about this because I love scrapbooks but would never actually make one for myself or ever make it as awesome and creative as Maria did!</td></tr>
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34 weeks!</div>
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During this week, Chad and I went to a Childbirth Prep class offered at the hospital I'll be delivering. I was feeling very unprepared for labor, delivery, and having a baby placed in our arms (and care) before this time so I was very anxious for the class. Don't get me wrong.....I am still completely overwhelmed thinking about all of that but I'm not as much of a hot mess about it as I was before the class.<br />
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You would assume that I got answers to all my questions about <span style="background-color: white;">everything there is to know about babies, labor and delivery as well as saw a schedule of just how childbirth will go for me (since it's all so predictable after all), </span><span style="background-color: white;">how breastfeeding works and how me and the baby will do with it,</span><span style="background-color: white;"> </span><span style="background-color: white;">found out the day, time, and exact location I would be when I went into labor, and last but certainly not least got a pamphlet with everything there is to know about </span><span style="background-color: white;">caring for a child for 18+ years...right? Well turns out, they actually can't tell you any of that. Although, literally I think that's what some of the couples in there were expecting to hear.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white;">Which brings me to my point. The class gave us a better peace of mind. And not because we got the run down of the different stages of labor, saw some traumatizing videos, and heard fun words like meconium and lanolin. (Sidenote: Who can seriously hear the word "lanolin" and not think of the movie Anchorman? "Your name is Lanolin? Like sheep's wool?") No, the peace of mind for me came from the realization that lots of people have babies. Turns out, I'm not the only one that's having one, had one, or will have one. And you know what else? There are a LOT of idiots out there and most of them are reproducing. Too harsh? Or too honest?</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white;">I can do this. I have too much love in my heart to give this kid, we're gonna be just fine. </span><span style="background-color: white;">Chad and I will figure things out each contraction, diaper blow out, 2 year old temper tantrum, bad report card, and missed curfew along the way. </span><span style="background-color: white;">We are incredibly lucky to have so many friends and family on our side too. I'm so freaking excited for all of the really wonderful people this kid will meet soon and will be a part of his/her life. I know they'll all be there to support us, listen when we need to vent (ie: give Momma some wine), give our kids sugar when we're not looking, and just love the crap out of them when they don't know what else to do. Did you know not everyone is lucky enough to have that? </span><br />
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And just when I'm at my wits end and questioning everything I do as a parent.....I hope Chad and I, as well as all parents out there, can remember a really <b>REALLY </b>important thing......<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Being a mother or father is not a right, it's a privilege.</b> </span><br />
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If everyone thought like that...don't you think it would make the world just a little bit of a better place to live in?<br />
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-Deep Thoughts by Brooke Johansen. :)Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06787932934992541916noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6684487971401848693.post-83219179585115854632012-07-12T22:02:00.000-07:002012-07-12T22:02:40.186-07:0033 weeks - Kicks and Hiccups<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I realize I'm a first timer and this is the only pregnancy I've ever known, but since the beginning I've felt like baby is <b>SUPER </b>active. Ever since I felt the first flutter at 16 weeks....this kid has. not. stopped. Chad felt the first movement on the outside the week after that (or maybe week 18?) and even he has probably felt something every day since then. I'm starting to get a little nervous about what that may mean for our little nug once he (boy today) is out in this world. Will he ever sleep? Will he kick and punch and roll even in his sleep? Will he grow like a weed and never stop moving? Speaking of moving...when he starts walking/crawling, how will I ever keep up? How many grey hairs will he give me in the next year?<br />
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Some days already completely wear me out. I usually wake up feeling pretty good in the mornings and have lots of energy until around the end of the work day, about 4pm. By then I'm feeling a little achy from sitting at my desk all day (yes, I do get up and stretch my legs and take breaks) but I still have some energy and I'm usually very excited to get home and change clothes. Or change clothes and go to yoga and get some stretching and exercising out that way. In fact, as long as it involves getting out of my work clothes I'm good. But then we eat dinner, I'm full, baby is full of crazy energy and pounding my internal organs like no other. And after literally getting beat up from the inside all day, my body has kind of had enough by this point and is sore and just wants to relax. Oh how this kid hates to relax and sit still! These are really the only times that the kicks and punches actually hurt and I may or may not plead with him to please lay still for a minute so I don't barf our dinner all over the couch. Sometimes I moan and whine to Chad (or most recently Momma and Tracy when they spent the week here). One night me and the baby even got to gross Auntie Tracy out quite a bit when she had her hand on my belly and she felt a whole leg go across it and then a foot poke out on my side. She had to pull her hand away because it gave her the chills and kind of made her wanna gag. That was fun. But seriously, I very much enjoyed that.<br />
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I may make it sound like I'm complaining about all of this movement, so I should backtrack here. I absolutely love it. Chad likes to remind me of this when I'm moaning and whining around about a foot jabbing me in my right side (<b>ALWAYSSSS </b>my right side...that's where his feet like to hang out). "Don't act like you don't love it," he says. Because I do. I think this kid knows me so well already that he knew I would freak out that something was wrong if I wasn't constantly feeling movement in there. I haven't had one moment that I've considered calling the doctor because I'm not feeling enough. Books and online articles will tell you around 28 weeks you should monitor "kick counts," making sure you feel at least 10 movements an hour during baby's active time. Because I feel so much going on in there throughout the whole day, I've never once even thought about counting. (Knock on wood for that continuing!) So thank you for that little baby...I really appreciate you movin' and shakin' so much for your momma. :)<br />
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Speaking of shaking.....let's talk about the hiccups. Oh boyyyy does baby get the hiccups! If I had to give it an average...I probably feel the baby with hiccups about 5 times a day. It's pretty cute and I can't even see him with them yet. Even though my books tell me that hiccups don't bother a baby in the womb or even a baby outside of the womb....I have a feeling this one isn't a huge fan. Hiccups in there usually lead to a lot of movement. I imagine in my head that they annoy him more than anything because he gets them so much so he has to move around and adjust himself to get comfortable. I'm interested to see if the baby gets them as much on the outside as he did on the inside!<br />
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Now I leave you with a couple of fun things! Starting at 33 weeks Chad and I started doing a frontal prego belly pic. Mostly because we took the one below, freaked out at how crazy it looked, then thought it was fun to see how it's changing each week. I look at those pictures and think...seriously? How is it possible my belly looks like that? I know I see myself in a mirror every day but to see it in a picture is somehow different. And it makes me giggle. Because I'm really real life pregnant and that's just silly. Silly awesome.<br />
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Remember those hiccups I was telling you about? Here is a little video I took one day of them. Can't you just imagine a sweet little baby making tiny little hiccup noises every time you see my belly jump? :)</div>
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And one more video I took today (July 12th - so at 36 weeks). Don't be confused by the background noise...I was at work at the time and a coworker was on a conference call speaking Hebrew. </div>
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We're getting so close to meeting you Baby J! Your mommy and daddy love you SO much and are SO proud of all that growing you're doing in there!!</div>
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32 weeks!</div>
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The weekend before our 2nd anniversary, my baby daddy and I took a little weekend getaway north of us to Santa Rosa, in Sonoma County. It was such a great weekend. We had so much fun just being the two of us, ignoring our phones and technology, eating really yummy food, and just relaxing. We took naps in the middle of the day, went on walks, laid by the pool, read books on the patio of our room, walked around downtown until we found a cute restaurant to eat dinner, went to a couple of wineries (for Chad to taste and for me to sniff and play wine connoisseur in my descriptive words), picnicked outside in the vineyard, and did I mention we took naps in the middle of the day??<br />
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If I could give anyone one piece of advice about marriage I would say marry someone you actually really like hanging out with. Seriously. Like you could spend days just being with them and have the best time ever. You don't always need to talk or make conversation, in those moments the silence is comfortable too. But being with them should definitely just feel good......and right. I digress.<br />
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We wanted one "last" little getaway before we're no longer our little family of two and it becomes a little bit harder to make those kind of trips. We made a promise over dinner one night that in the future when baby/babies/kids are a part of our lives...we would at least <i>attempt</i> to make conversation on something other than them when it's just the two of us alone. Like real regular people adult conversation.<br />
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Are you laughing yet future Brooke? Are you rolling your eyes because "I have no idea what it's like"? Is it impossible to do this when you have kids at home who take up your every thought and you and future Chad even like talking about them when they aren't around? Well, humor me and attempt conversation about something else after you get done with the 20th story of the "super cute thing (insert name) did the other day." Don't forget how much you liked talking and sharing with this man before you had kids! :)<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Me and the babe posing. :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I can't remember exactly what the guy who took our picture said before he took this and made us laugh so much but it was something like, "smile like you aren't scared out of your minds about what the next few months are going to bring!" Pretty awesome.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">....my glass. I was excited the bartender gave me a pretty glass to drink my water from. :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Really cute bar where we sat and listened to a guy play the guitar after dinner.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lilly pads on a little pond at "J Winery" (And yes, of course we went there because of the name!)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Miles and miles of vineyards!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Walking through a vineyard at "J"</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Me and baby having a moment in the vineyard. Or maybe I was saying "You see all these delicious grapes mommy could be drinking??" :)</td></tr>
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Brooke</div>Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06787932934992541916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6684487971401848693.post-44571876964971165732012-07-09T15:52:00.002-07:002012-07-09T15:52:18.425-07:0031 Weeks - Missouri Baby Shower<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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31 weeks</div>
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I've now had the two baby showers that were planned before Baby J's arrival. And let me just tell you...they were seriously awesome. Both of them were like something out of a magazine. Something that comes up when you Google "most awesomest baby showers in the history of the world." For sure pinned and re-pinned on Pinterest.<br />
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Here are pictures of the Missouri baby shower...thrown by my sisters Tracy and Amy and bf Melis. It was an owl and Harry Potter theme with a little bit of Dr. Seuss thrown in....some of my favorite things!!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The "guest book" Oh The Places You'll Go by Dr. Seuss. Everyone was asked to write a note to the baby and suggested we keep this book going over the years asking "baby's" teachers to write a note at the end of each year and give it to him/her at high school graduation. (You know, in 2030!) LOVE this idea. Also - instead of bringing a card to the shower, everyone was asked to bring a book, new or used. Needless to say...baby has quite the library collection now! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Canvas my oh so artsy sister Amy made. I love it. :) It's the EXACT colors we're using in the baby's room and is now hanging on the wall in there. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It's hard to see but the sign above the table says "Platform 29 3/4 Weeks" Which is the week I was on during the shower and duh...a Harry Potter reference. :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I LOVE cookie cake from the Great American Cookie Company. And apparently so does everyone else because this big thing went quick!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"The Wonderful Wizarding World of Brooke's Cravings" They asked me while planning the shower for a list of things I've craved throughout my pregnancy. All of course labeled in Harry Potter theme. Seriously clever.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Is the "Sleeping Muggle" not the funniest/cutest thing you've ever seen? I laughed at the "fruit baby" every time I passed this table. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"Slytherin Spears" (pickles) and "Levitating Popcorn Balls" with M&Ms because who can eat popcorn without M&Ms?</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Build your own fruit pizza cookie....yummmm</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"Butter Beer" (Blue Moon) Alright fine, I'll admit it. One of my BIGGEST and most consistent pregnancy cravings has been for a Blue Moon on draft with an orange slice squeezed in it. OH MAN it sounds so refreshing and good. It's probably one of those cravings I've had just because I know I can't satisfy it but it has definitely stuck with me throughout the entire pregnancy. Alright fine, I've had like 2 sips of one when I asked Chad to order it at a restaurant. If Chad knows what's good for him, he'll be getting me an ice cold Blue Moon with an orange slice soon after the birth of our little butterball. :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"Nimbus 3000's" Remember back in the 1st trimester when McDonald's fries (or anything else salty for that matter) were my best friends? :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"Baby J Juice" was some yummy (alcohol free) juice. There's some wine (with owl labels of course) in the blue bucket. Not pictured - fruit smoothies and chocolate shakes (also cravings of mine!) <span style="background-color: white;">I got to drink out of that gigantor "Momma Jo" cup you see pictured on the left. It's actually a cup/pourer to use when </span><span style="background-color: white;">bathing the baby! Everyone else drank from bottles and sippy cups that I also got to keep after the shower.</span><span style="background-color: white;"> </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My cute MaMa enjoying a sippy cup beverage. :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"Gilly weed" was Laffy Taffy (a consistent craving) and the middle bucket with the cute sucker looking things are actually 2 bath cloths rolled together, taped on a baby spoon (for the sucker "stick"), put in plastic wrap, and tied with a bow. So cute and clever! And how cute are those little sandals? I can't handle how tiny they are. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Posing with the sleeping muggle and other goodies. :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"Ron's Ravs" Ah yes, my favorite craving....toasted raviolis.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Awesome quilt made by Sheri, my friend Jeremy's mom. This was her first baby quilt and she did an amazing job! She also made one for us for our wedding which we have on our guest bed. :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Isn't this sleep sack ridiculous? My cousin Kim got it for the baby and I can't wait to snuggle with the little nugget in there.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Super awesome blanket Melis and Rachel gave the baby. They didn't know it but the green in the blanket matches perfectly to the chair I got for the baby's room and it looks SO cute on it!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"H8 Luzn"...most people who know my family get this reference. The onsie on my chest has a peace sign on it and says "I'm out"</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Oh Rachel...she LOVES beef jerky. I HATE it. She has decided the baby loves it just as much as she does.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"You & me goin' fishin' in the dark" :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Blanket my cousin Missy made. Lots of talented ladies at my shower, huh?</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hampton saying "hi" to the baby. Right after this picture was taken I asked if he could feel the baby and he proceeded to (try) to lift up my dress to find the hidden baby. It was hilarious.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Auntie Tracy and Auntie Amy with their favorite "niecephew" :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Baby with Aunt Betty and Maxine, my twin aunts. Yes, they dress alike all the time and yes they are the cutest things ever. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This kid is seriously gonna have some of the coolest aunties in the world. 3 friends from college on the right and Colorado friend Lesley on the left.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Oh how I miss you, friend! This little lady surprised me by showing up to the shower....came about 800 miles from Colorado to be there!! So glad she could make it and it really meant a lot to me!! I cried a little when I saw her. :) I just love you Les.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">As you can see...my other friends have taken a liking to her as well. Don't mind the two raptors you see in the picture.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Me and Auntie Rach. She is also serving as my midwife. :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Me with cousins Christina, Missy, and Stephanie. "Pickle" is just gonna love them. :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Auntie Melis, she will also serve as baby's hairdresser. :) Thanks for throwing the shower Melis! Me and baby love you long time.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Auntie Ashley, member and professional consultant to the birthing team. :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Me and Momma or baby's MeMe I should say. :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Thanks for throwing such a great shower Amos! All those hours clocked in on Pinterest really paid off because everything was perfect! Little nug loves you and the special songs you sing to him/her so much already. :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Thanks for throwing such a great shower Trac! I loved everything about it and so appreciate all the hard work you guys put into it. Your little "niece" is crazy about you already and has really enjoyed the "talks" you guys have had. :)</td></tr>
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Brooke</div>Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06787932934992541916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6684487971401848693.post-67900475592762567192012-07-03T14:44:00.001-07:002012-07-03T15:31:53.271-07:0030 Weeks - Maternity Pictures<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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30 weeks! </div>
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In an attempt to catch up on my weeks and the fact that I have so many pictures that this blog will be long enough on its own.......I'm keeping my words to a minimum here and instead posting a bunch of my favorite maternity pictures we took during 29-30 weeks. My sister Amy is super awesome, real creative, (and has a really nice camera) and took all these pictures for us while we were in Missouri. I can't wait to see the pictures she takes some day of our little nug-face. :)<br />
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Would you believe me if I told you we took so many that I didn't even post ALL of them below? Good thing I got a pretty good discount with the photographer! :)<br />
Some of my favorites of the favorites I made bigger.........<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We have wedding pictures taken in this same exact spot at my parents' house just 2 years ago.... :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Dear baby in my belly,<br />
It's okay with me if you have the adorable dimple on your cheek like your daddy has. It melts my heart. :)<br />
Love,<br />
Your Mommy
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">See the carve out in the wood? It says 'C+B 6-12-10' Chad did that the morning of our wedding day since we were supposed to get married on that exact spot. Turns out mother nature had a better idea and we ended up getting married in my dad's barn but it was all perfect just the same. :) I still love seeing this carved on the bridge.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I really love this picture but I made it big so I could point out to you the large vein protruding from my forehead. :) You can't really tell but the bridge is at a downward angle here so all the blood (and apparently you have an extra amount of it when your pregnant!) was rushing to my head. I kinda felt like I was gonna pass out while taking this picture so it didn't last long. But I can't help but wonder....Does that little vein pop out when I'm angry? Will Baby Jo see that vein some day as a sign to stop what he's doing and get his act together before Momma freaks out? </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Chad was fishing with Tracy and Ashley in between pictures.....caught one!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I've had a thing for four leaf clovers for as long as I can remember. Ever since I was little I've been able to find them everywhere. When I'm looking for them and when I'm just walking along and happen to look down and spot one. My MaMa told me once that her mom was the same way. (Is that a gene you can inherit?) Anyway, my mom planted a bunch of four leaf clovers around the lake where we were supposed to get married. 2 years now and they're still there and growing!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lucky clovers. :) And I think this baby will be pretty lucky too....surrounded by so much love.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Oh I just love these pictures we took with my MaMa and PaPa. They came to the house while we were taking pictures to water PaPa's tomato plants (he's working on growing the biggest one in the church competition.)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">They're so sweet to their great grandbaby already. :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The coolest great grandparents this side of the Mississippi. Love these two.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ahhh! Bare belly shot! I love the necklace my BF Melis got for me. (Somewhere on Etsy I believe?) It's a magnetic locket that says "mama" and has a "J" and both Chad and my birthstones in it. Once we find out if baby will have a July or August birthdate...we'll get that one too. :) <br />
Disclaimers: I feel like Amy photoshopped my belly because my LN seems much darker when I look at it in the mirror and you can't see the one that goes up the top of my belly in this picture either. You also can't see the lovely mark above my "used to be pierced before I got pregnant and took it out" belly button because the necklace is strategically hiding it. And lastly, yes these are my regular jeans....no, I never wear them buttoned except in this picture....no, I hadn't bought maternity jeans before we took these pictures but I did the very next day....yes, I had to have some help getting them buttoned....no, I could not breathe while they were buttoned for the whole 10 seconds I had them that way. :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Dear baby in my belly,<br />
I'm so sorry in advance that your parents are so embarrassing. I absolutely love taking awkward family photos and I'm REAL excited about having a third person being involved in those. I can't wait for this year's Christmas card...it will be so much more fun with you in it!<br />
Love Always,<br />
Your Super Awkward Mom</td></tr>
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xo,<br />
BrookeBrookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06787932934992541916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6684487971401848693.post-91445634599654355432012-06-27T10:19:00.002-07:002012-06-27T10:19:45.335-07:0029 weeks - Our trip to Missouri<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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29 weeks!<br />
(May 20th)</div>
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Did you notice the venue change in the bump picture? That's because we were visiting Missouri this week!</div>
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<span style="background-color: white;">We had such a great time visiting family in Missouri. It was so nice to have the whole week there. Usually it gets crazy running from one place to the next...going to see someone here then running straight to the next place to see someone else...then hanging out at my parent's house long enough to pack up our things and head back to the airport. Okay, so it's not really like that on our short trips but it can sometimes feel that way! The longer trips make it much more relaxing and we don't feel rushed to say hi and bye to everyone so quickly. The weather they were having while we were there was awesome! We pretty much spent most of our time outside doing something. I got to go on lots of walks on the trail behind the house with momma and my sisters, I think I went with someone (if not like 5 people) every day. Oh and I can't forget our constant trail companions Summer and Cali, my parents' dogs...you couldn't go on the trail without them if you tried. It's probably one of my favorite things to do there. So nice to get out outside, breathe in some beautiful Missouri fresh air, and chat with my family. It makes me really really happy. :) Apparently I tire out a little easier when I'm carrying around an extra person....I laid down and/or took a short nap after all of our walks every day. It. Was. Glorious. :) Is it just me or is there something really special about napping on your parents' couch in the middle of the day? </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white;">Momma also cooked lots of good food and we got to hit up some of the places I've been craving for a while. Remember <a href="http://lifeonfriendshiplane.blogspot.com/2012/03/20-weeks-gimme-toasted-raviolis.html" target="_blank">my obsession with toasted raviolis</a> and the trouble I was having finding them out here? Well I went straight to the source (the best source that is)....Tonanzio's. Oh mannnnn do they have yummy toasted raviolis! My parents just joined a country club so my dad and Chad golfed their balls off all week. (Their golf balls that is.) I think they went 3-4 different days and played at least 2 rounds every time. </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white;">My awesome sister Amy did a fun maternity shoot with us one night. Coolest sisters in the world Tracy and Amy and my bf Melis threw me a baby shower. Seriously....this shower rocked. There were so many special little things about it! (Maternity and shower pictures to come.) </span><span style="background-color: white;">We fished. We went to a new winery that opened nearby. We drank sweet tea. Chad was spoiled by my mom making breakfast every day. (He's the breakfast maker in our house.) We sat in rocking chairs on the porch. Had a game night with friends. We went to Trops (virgin slushy for me!) and hung out on the patio. (Chad is borderline obsessed with the place.) Chad and I got our butts </span><b style="background-color: white;">handed </b><span style="background-color: white;">to us by Tracy and Amy </span><b style="background-color: white;">and </b><span style="background-color: white;">Mom and Dad while playing Pitch. (Card game.) Picked out some pretty flowers for my mom's porch at a greenhouse. Attempted to play with stray barn kitties at my grandparent's barn but couldn't get anywhere near them.....them cats was crazy!! Played fetch in the lake with Summer, Cali, and Girlfriend. Almost peed my pants laughing at the dogs getting everyone wet on the bridge every time they came out of the water. And probably my most favorite thing besides the </span><b style="background-color: white;">super </b><span style="background-color: white;">awesome baby shower.......I think just about everyone in my whole family got to "meet" the baby! I had a hand on my belly more often than not the entire trip out there. Which didn't bother me any, it was so fun for everyone to get a little "hello" from the baby. She was movin' and shakin' around all over the place and really showing off for her family. :) Of course everyone loved her immediately after the first kick/punch/nudge/roll so I can only imagine what she'll do to them when she's actually out here in this world to dazzle them. (In case you're wondering....yes, the baby is a girl today.)</span><br />
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Oh and I have to tell you about the quote my PaPa said the first time he saw me while we were there. He saw me and the belly in my shirt in all it's glory and laughed, looked at Chad and said "Boy, you sure did mess with her figure." It helps if you imagine this quote from a sweet man in cowboy boots, jeans, and a slow draw like every good ole midwestern boy should have. It was so much awesome I could barely stand it. <span style="background-color: white;">He is the cutest man alive. Fact. </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white;">I was horrible about taking pictures during our trip out there but I've included the ones I took below. I think I rely on Amy, our family photographer, for any and all pictures when I'm around her. As if it wasn't already assigned to you Amy......you're welcome for giving you that title. :)
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<span style="background-color: white;">It was especially difficult and bittersweet leaving Missouri this trip. I was there during the last few weeks my doctor was comfortable with letting me fly and be so far away from home. It was the last time I would see most of my family before my entire world is changed. The last time they would see just Chad and Brooke and not Chad, Brooke, and ______. We will be a family of 3 next time we go back there. We will be parents to a real human. In just a short time I'll be bringing our 4 month old baby to the house and place I myself grew up. So very overwhelming and surreal to think about. Mix that up with all the hormones pumping through my body and the excitement I have to introduce my son/daughter to all of them some day.....and I cried. A lot. Cried when I said goodbye to each one of them. Crying again right now thinking about it. </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white;">Whew...I gotta hold it together. I get to see my mom and Tracy today!! They're flying in to spend the week here and be here for the baby shower that my sister in law Donna is throwing for me and baby. :) I'm so excited! Our family from Chad's side (the ladies and our sweet niece and nephew) are coming up from Southern California so it will be so fun for everyone to be in one place at one time! Can't wait!!!</span><br />
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A few pictures from our trip...........<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is Lucky, my mom's horse. She has quite a story. Lucky's mom died while giving birth to her. :( Colts and foals don't typically do well and rarely survive if they lose their mom. It was PaPa's friend's horse and when my mom found out he wasn't going to help the little foal and kind of let nature take it's course so to speak....she couldn't stand it. He gave her the horse, mom named her Lucky, and she bottle fed her back to health. It's a lot of work and you have to feed and give them medicine multiple times a day but mom was determined her Lucky Girl was gonna make it. And she did! Because of all the human interaction she got with my parents early on....Lucky is especially tame and gentle with people. She's so sweet.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We were attempting to feed the fish but it turned into playing fetch in the lake with the dogs. As you can see...there's not much room to move out of the way once the dogs come up to shake off. We all got wet in the process.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Summer and Cali packing in the ball together. Girlfriend (my aunt Betty's dog) looking on, waiting for one of them to lose a grip on it so she could be the one to bring it to us.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Not a bad place to watch a Missouri sunset, huh?</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">They were really showing off for everyone when we started cheering for them. It was hilarious.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is actually where Chad and I were supposed to get married.....then it started dumping buckets of rain on June 12th, 2010 and ruined that idea....</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">So we got hitched in the barn. Which was perfect anyway.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mom has 2 magnolia trees in the yard that put off the most amazing scent.....sooo pretty!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">On a walk</td></tr>
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xo,</div>
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Brooke</div>Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06787932934992541916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6684487971401848693.post-16406930626027185262012-06-22T23:30:00.001-07:002012-06-22T23:30:18.217-07:0028 weeks - "It's not a tuma!" Well actually it is.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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(May 13th)</div>
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28 Weeks! Look at us go!</div>
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In this post I will tell you about a few of my not so favorite things about being pregnant. Get excited. And for whatever reason they all decided to rear their pretty little heads around the same time.<br />
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As I mentioned, I'm backtracking on a few posts here so I'm looking back at my calendar to see what was going on during this time. Lots of fun stuff happened. I went to a Coldplay concert for free, went to a San Jose Giants game with friends, got the bed to myself again while Chad was away for a few nights, had friends visiting from SoCal stay with us, watched a couple of friends marry each other, worked on getting things done in baby's room, realized how close we are to the end of this whole pregnancy thing and got even more anxious and excited to meet this little person that's been kicking me for what seems like years now, almost barfed while getting my glucose screening test, <span style="background-color: white;">was diagnosed as being mildly anemic, linea nigra showed up on my belly, </span><span style="background-color: white;">developed a "pregnancy tumor" in my mouth, and paid $500 and got shots in my mouth to "help" said tumor that didn't actually help at all. Well I did say it was mostly fun stuff right? :)</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white;">Let's start with the not so good stuff and circle back to the more enjoyable things. I had my glucose test during that week which is something you get between your 26th-28th weeks. For this you just fast 12 hours before, drink a <b>really </b>sweet drink, and get blood drawn to test your glucose levels. This can tell you if you have (or are at risk for) </span><span style="background-color: white;">gestational diabetes. Every woman I've spoke to about this told me it was a 1 hour test.....for whatever reason, my doctor's protocol just changed to a 2 hour test. There really wasn't much to it and I didn't mind the drink so much when it was going down. I've heard some women can't stand the taste of it. It tasted like a really sugary and flat orange soda to me. They did the initial draw before I drank it, I sat in the waiting room, drew more blood after an hour, and again an hour after that. Because I also did the SMA blood test at that time, when I left there I kind of looked like a drug addict that had shot up a lot recently. Between 30 minutes to an hour after the test I was not feelin so hot. My hands had the shakes, I had a pounding headache (the one that is literally pounding and you can feel your heart pulsing through your head), and felt really nauseous. The only thing really stopping me from barfing and getting it over with was the knowledge that if I did, I'd just have to come back another day and do it over again. So I took deep breaths and tried to keep my eyes closed. Not sure what it was but after the first hour I felt fine again. Pregnant or not, I don't really drink soda, caffeine, or much of anything besides water (unless I'm in Missouri where I can be found with an IV of my momma's sweet tea pumping into my veins). I'm thinking the jolt of all that sweet sugary stuff on an empty stomach is what did it for me. In fact now that I think about it, if I drink a whole can of soda I feel a little out of sorts....gives me a headache and I feel like I can't focus. So maybe that was it? For anyone doing it in the future, I definitely suggest making your appointment as early as you can in the morning (which I did) that way you can fast before going to bed at night and won't have to go throughout the day without eating. That made it much easier for me. Oh, and as an update...my glucose levels came back normal so I'm good there. :)</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white;">Another thing they apparently tested for at the same time was anemia. My doctor told me at my next appointment that I was "mildly anemic" and needed to go on an iron supplement. Apparently this isn't a really big deal and they test this during your first trimester (which came back as normal levels) and again at the end of your second trimester (because it can change in between that time like mine did). It makes sense because there is more blood pumping the further along you get in the pregnancy. My first question was "does that mean the baby hasn't been getting what he/she needs in there?" And because I'm just mildly anemic the answer is no.....it basically means that baby is getting all of the supplements and nourishment he/she needs, it's just momma that suffers from the lack. Man, the feti (I love to call baby "the Feti") isn't even out in this world and already demands so much! :) So I've been taking iron pills daily since then and actually noticed a difference in my energy levels right away. I had been really dragging and tired during the couple weeks leading up to that and have felt much better since. Probably a good indication that it's helping. :) Several people told me that an iron supplement can make you constipated (something that's always freaked me out) but thank goodness I haven't had any situations in that department! I know, I'm glad you know that now too. :)</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white;">What the heck is linea nigra you ask? Well it's a "line" a few shades darker than your skin that can sometimes show up on your pregnant belly. For the women that get it, sometimes it just goes from their belly button down to the end of their uterus and a few lucky others get it below and above the belly button. I'm one of the lucky ones I suppose. :) Oddly enough, for me there's also a cute little circle that goes around my belly button too. Apparently this "line" doesn't have to be completely centered either because mine is just to the right side of my belly button. I think it bothers me more not because I have it, but because the damn thing isn't centered. It's so strange. Besides being a little annoying and not in the least bit attractive if you ask me....there aren't real side effects from having it and it's said to go away following the birth. There isn't a real reason you get it either, some women just do and some women just don't. I think I started noticing mine sometime around 17 weeks when I completely freaked out because I thought it was a huge stretch mark. I was just beginning to show signs of a belly at that time so the theory of it showing up because your skin is stretching is definitely not accurate. I did a little research, found that it actually had a name (linea nigra, although I'm still not sure how you pronounce that), and was happy to hear that it <b><i>almost </i></b>always goes away in the 1-12 months following giving birth. At that time it was just from my belly button down and Google searches told me an old wives tale says that's a sign of a baby girl. Fast forward a few weeks later (probably sometime around week 25 or something) I noticed a faint sign of my little line going from my belly button up as well. According to the old wives tale, I had at that time just sprouted a boy. </span><br />
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Granuloma of pregnancy. Doesn't that sound pretty? It's actually just a dressed up name for a scary name, pregnancy tumor. And the scary name is not as bad as it sounds so that must be why someone insisted they give it a prettier name. I've read the pregnancy books and I know about all the crazy things and "side effects" you can get as a pregnant woman. Thank the high heavens I have actually been incredibly lucky with most things. Granuloma of pregnancy was one of those things the pregnancy books say you "could get but very few women do" and it takes up about a paragraph of space in one of the 593 pages of said books. Hooray for me not being in the majority, right? For lack of a better word, I noticed a little "bump" that I could feel on the right side of the roof of my mouth. Not sure what to think, I made a dentist appointment for a regular cleaning and to get things checked out. Here's where it gets a little sketchy because as Chad thinks, I "got upsold by the dentist." During my checkup I was told I had healthy teeth (no cavities, woohoo!) and gums and everything looked good..........BESIDES my little "situation" as I like to call it. The dentist freaked me out a little bit by saying it could be nothing at all, just a benign non-cancerous "tumor" and a side effect of pregnancy but there's also a small chance of it being cancerous and something that will need to be removed. If that wasn't enough she also said it could be some sort of infection that could spread to the rest of my mouth and make my entire mouth swollen and painful. She suggested they do a deep cleaning as soon as possible and if it was a sort of infection that should clear it up. Um, yes...please do that asap I said. Then I find out this lovely procedure will involve 2 appointments (one for each side of my mouth), I'll need local aesthetic (aka about 8 shots on each side), and will cost $250 each side WITH my insurance. I don't care I say...as long as it takes care of this annoying situation in my mouth I say...<br />
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The first appointment was actually a cake walk. I didn't mind the shots in the least bit and was kind of giggling the whole time. What, you don't giggle when you're getting shot in the mouth with a needle? Oh, well I was giggling because I don't spend much time lying flat on my back (another thing the pregnancy books will tell you because it's not ideal for pumping plenty of blood to the baby) but I was lying fairly flat during the procedure. Baby was going nuts. NUTS. I think the little thing was so excited to have the kind of space I was giving him that he was just taking full advantage of the new position. I felt flips, rolls, turns, and everything in between. To feel a real human do a flip inside of you and know what it is...is something pretty unexplainable. Anyway, after I was finished I asked if it was necessary to come back for the other side since she got the side with the "situation" on this visit. I was told they recommend getting both sides to "help protect the whole mouth." Alrighty then...so I come back in 3 weeks with another $250 to give them and with the same small bump in my mouth. Not only did the first procedure not get rid of it, but in the middle of this appointment the dentist informs me that it looks like everything is fine and it's nothing to worry about and will disappear after giving birth. It'll just be something I have to deal with until then. (Later, a nurse told me "It's just one of those fun things you can get with pregnancy. I got varicose veins and acne...you got this.") I'm sorry....why couldn't you have told me that $500 and 16 shots ago? This appointment was not as much fun as the first. My belly was decidedly bigger this go around and no longer felt comfortable lying on my back. So they gave me a small pillow to prop under my belly and I positioned my lower half awkwardly to the side while my top half tried to remain straight. For whatever reason, this time the shots hurt going in and didn't really seem to numb everything like the first time. I was feeling a lot and finally spoke up and she gave me a few more shots to numb it up again. Well I didn't really feel like any of them kicked in until about 5 minutes before I was finished (it's about 45 minutes long) and then......I couldn't feel my face. The whole left side of my face felt completely paralyzed for like 5 hours after. Why couldn't that have happened during the hour I was sitting in the dentist chair? It did this weird thing to my nose where I felt like it was huge and swollen and didn't have holes in it to breathe through. I mostly panted like a dog the rest of the day. Which isn't all that different from being pregnant and short of breath anyway, so it was fine.<br />
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For the actual fun stuff that happened.....here are a few picture recaps....<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I seriously love Coldplay. Their music makes me so happy. They were really great live, the passion and energy they put into their music is so awesome to see. I thought for sure baby would be going crazy in my belly during all the loud music at her first concert...but shockingly enough she didn't really move a muscle the entire time. Does this mean she'll sleep through anything? Goodness I hope so. Chad and I are loud people. And she'll be an infant during football season this year. And if you've ever watched a game with Chad and his brother Ryan....you'll know why it's important that she sleep through the loudest noises you've ever heard.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Here's me and baby Kendall during the San Jose Giants game (minor league baseball). She wasn't a huge fan of the bright sun in her face...but look how sweet she is!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Maria and I walking into the game with big sis McKenna. :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I mean really....McK is so "tute!"</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">You may be asking yourself...."What in the hell is going on here?" Well this is after the game at Mark and Maria's house when I was snuggling with sleeping Kendall (is there anything better than a sleeping baby on your chest??) and Baby J was going crazy in my belly. I'm actually surprised it wasn't waking Kendall up. Pretty funny to think about Kendall's future little buddy saying hi to her before he/she was even out in this world! <span style="background-color: white;">Anyway, Maria had yet to feel Baby J kick so she had to sneak her hand in an inconvenient place to feel. As you can tell, I don't think Kendall minded. And don't worry, baby has said hello to "Auntie Madia" lots of times since this picture! :)</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I had Brittany take this picture of Kendall because I remembered a similar picture I took about 2.5 years ago with her big sister....</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">2.5 years earlier with (now big sis) McKenna. Laukat's make cute babies. Fact.</td></tr>
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Umm Brit and Madia.....apparently we didn't take any pictures of the three of us.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Chad and BF Justin at Kurt and Kristin's wedding</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kristin the beautiful bride coming down the aisle</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">LOVED their yellow and black colors and all the pretty tulips everywhere</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kurt and Kristin Haygood :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Me and my baby daddy</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Super cute centerpieces. And they had custom golf balls and tees with their monogram as wedding favors.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Too bad half of Randi's face is blocked in this picture cuz it's real cute!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">There may have been a little drinking during the reception...<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Perhaps you remember my obsession with getting Dave to kiss me on the mouth? I've blogged about it before, no big deal. Anyway, still no luck on that front but he'd had enough drinks for someone to convince him to kiss the "baby". </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Well sort of. He kind of just licked my belly. But it's basically the same thing. You can see I was excited.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I kinda love this man.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Chad and Dave...my Asian lover.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Here we are at the photo booth. In case you can't read the sign I'm holding, it says "I am the only sober one." 100% fact. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">There's so much to love about this picture but perhaps my favorite aspects are...Randi's bonnet, Matt taking a short nap, and the MJ glove "holding" the baby.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The boys with the groom. These boys have known each other a LONG time.</td></tr>
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<br />Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06787932934992541916noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6684487971401848693.post-68694805908173991312012-06-19T13:27:00.000-07:002012-06-19T13:27:39.988-07:0027 weeks - SMA Carrier Test<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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27 weeks! I have some serious catching up to do on these weekly updates so I'll be back tracking for a bit. But it's funny that when I uploaded the picture above I actually laughed out loud at how small my belly looked then (6 weeks ago) compared to what it looks/feels like now. And I'll probably be laughing again in another 6 weeks!</div>
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This week I was in the lab for some regular end of 2nd trimester screening. In addition to the regular glucose test and anemia check, I also chose to be tested for the Spinal Muscular Atrophy carrier gene. As I've spoke about a few times on here, SMA Type 1 is the genetic disease <a href="http://www.averycan.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Avery</a> was diagnosed with at 5 months old. Sweet baby girl lost her fight on April 30th, about a month after she was diagnosed. As I've learned, there are several types of SMA and unfortunately Avery had the meanest of them all. Avery continues to live on in a lot of hearts and minds, including my own, but her memory will also live on in the spreading of awareness of SMA. I must pass on the post Mike and Laura wrote after her celebration of life. Mike included the eulogy he delivered which was absolutely beautiful. <a href="http://averycan.blogspot.com/2012/05/averys-celebration-of-life.html" target="_blank">Click here to read it.</a> I was reading it at work and had to stop several times so I could wipe my tears and come back to it so I didn't look like a hot mess during working hours. My cousin Lacey who was in attendance said the whole day was one of the most powerful and moving things she's ever witnessed.<br />
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In honor of spreading Avery's message, I want to share my experience in talking with my doctor about SMA testing as well as getting the testing itself. When I went to my doctor for a regular yearly exam back in July or August-ish I mentioned to her that my husband and I would like to start trying to conceive (or not not-trying as we liked to call it.) After the appointment she sent me home with a small box of genetic testing if I wanted to do it. She explained to me that this was a voluntary test that I send in the mail after swabbing my mouth and Chad's mouth. Because it's not mandatory, she said it usually isn't covered by most insurance. After finding out from my insurance that it would be all out of pocket (between $800-$1,000 out of my pocket to be exact!), we decided not to do it. Around 4-5 months later, Chad and I were in her office for my first prenatal appointment. :) Again after the appointment and her confirmation of my pregnancy, she gave us the same little box. I told her my insurance didn't cover it and I didn't think we were going to do it. She reassured me I would be doing standard first trimester blood screening that "checks the most common things" and most people don't get the extended testing for the same reason we had decided not to.<br />
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After that first appointment, my doctor sent me with paperwork to a diagnostics lab for blood work in the "regular 1st trimester screening." I've never been great with giving blood....I'm fine with the needle and drawing of the blood as long as I don't look at it....but I always seem to get <b>very </b>lightheaded and come close to passing out once I'm finished. What's giving a small vile of blood? Well....turns out they actually needed a little more than one small vile...I counted 16. This probably wouldn't have been an issue, but I came straight from my doctor's office which was running about an hour behind schedule and hadn't had anything to eat in around 5 hours. I asked for a trash can to barf in around vile #10 (which I never actually used), started getting tunnel vision around #13, and according to Chad I turned 5 shades of yellow around #15. The guy drawing the blood was really nice and kept trying to talk to me but I just wanted to take "a little nap." After he was finished, him and Chad practically carried me into another room where I laid down on a cot and immediately felt better and finally got some blood pumping back to my face over the next ten minutes. It was in that moment that I panicked that I was "not going to be good at this whole pregnancy thing if this is how it's gonna start." haha. Lesson learned: Do not go hours without eating a snack. Period. But especially not if you are in your first trimester, feel nauseous most of the time anyway, and are getting an undisclosed amount of blood drawn.<br />
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Fast forward four months to hearing of Avery's condition and I'm in my 2nd trimester. Wanting to learn more about it from my doctor I asked her if that was one of the things tested during any of my screenings. Here's the condensed response I got from her: The SMA carrier gene is not something that is tested during regular screening, however it is one of the tests they run when you swab your mouth and send it in my mail. (Remember, the one that costs $800-1,000?) She says they test just about everything in that kit. She told me she's been in her practice for 15 years and when she first started out they did 1-2 different kinds of testing during the regular (ie: insurance covered) first trimester screening and now they're up to 13-16. She didn't explain exactly how a test becomes part of the regular covered screening but made it sound like once a specific condition is getting more and more publicity and people are asking for it more often...it could be put on the list as well. Armed with that info and in honor of Miss Avery, Chad and I decided to get the blood test to find out if I'm a carrier. My doctor gave me paperwork to take to the lab the following week when I went in for my glucose tolerance test. (More on my glucose test in the next post.) It's only a tiny vile of blood they send off for a quick test to find out if I'm a carrier of the gene.....what's complicated about that? Let me tell you what's complicated about that....the cost of it is outrageous. I found out the tiny little vile of blood for testing costs $1,740. <b><span style="font-size: large;">$1,740.</span></b> Can you believe that? Fortunately my insurance covers 90% of anything I get during prenatal appointments (until I reach the out of pocket max then it's 100% but I haven't reached it yet), so the test ended up costing us $174. I still can't really wrap my mind around the fact that they can actually get away with charging that much. But I don't need to go into health care in America....this post is long enough. Had that result came back positive, Chad would then need to be tested to see if he is also a carrier (both parents have to be carriers for the gene to be passed) and since he's on a different insurance who knows how much that would have cost.<br />
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I'm happy to report the test came back negative and I'm not a carrier of the SMA gene. <span style="background-color: white;">For those of you wondering what we would have done had we found out both Chad and myself are carriers, the answer is simple. Absolutely nothing. It would have just given us a heads up for when the baby arrives for signs to be aware of as well as being armed with that information in subsequent pregnancies/babies.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white;">Thinking of you today baby Avery. Lots of love and snuggles from CA.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;">-Brooke</span><br />
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What do you mean I look really tired in this week's picture? Oh, that's because I was. And I am. It doesn't really help that we take the weekly picture just before bed.....but on this particular day it wouldn't have mattered when we did it. Chad was out of town again this weekend so I had the house, tv, and bed to myself again. What's that? It sounds like I enjoy him being gone? That's not <b>entirely </b>true..... I really do miss him when he's gone and anxiously wait by the door like a happy little puppy whose owner has been at work all day when he comes home. BUT...having a little alone time every now and then is really nice and refreshing.<br />
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This week there were some <b>really </b>exciting developments made in Baby Jo's room. Last week Chad painted the whole room in preparation for another paint project I've had my eye on for quite some time. Luckily he did this himself because I was pretty much gagging from the moment he poured the paint from the container. He just shut himself inside the room while I ran some errands and hung out at a friend's place and worked on a video project. He did a really good job and the color was just what I was going for. I switched for a lighter grey at the last minute and am really glad I did because it ended up coming out darker than I thought it would. Any darker and baby's room might get a little "dungeon-y." People ask me a lot, "How are you decorating the room since you don't know the sex?" The honest answer is...exactly like I would have done it if I knew baby was a girl and exactly like I would want it for a boy. I'm really not into the whole pink is for girls and blue is for boys thing. And I don't like that even infant boys get cool animal, sports, and nature stuff while girls are stuck with pretty ribbons, bows, and frilly stuff. I'll break some "rules" and follow the same practice when dressing my little person too. I may eat my words when I have strangers telling me what a pretty little girl I have (and it's a boy) or what a handsome little boy he is (and it's a girl). But ya know, I'll probably get that either way because I was born a baldy and pretty much stayed that way until I was like 3. So if baby is a girl...bows and ponytails probably won't be in our future for a good couple of years. We really haven't bought much clothes for baby yet but here are a couple of outfits that neither Chad or myself could say no to........(pictures taken a month or 2 ago, as evidenced by the size of my belly...)<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Yes, I would put a girl in this too! Obviously this will be the first outfit baby wears to visit Daddy at work. :)</td></tr>
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I'm soooo excited about the project Donna and I did in the room this weekend. And when I say "Donna and I" I mostly mean Donna. (Sidenote: Donna is my sister in law.) I told her exactly what I pictured in my head (but wasn't really sure we could make it happen), gave her some pictures as a reference, provided her with wine and home cooked food for the day, hung out with her kids and made a lemonade stand on our street, and she did the rest. It turned out so much better than I even imagined! I know I'm partial and all, but it's so damn cute I can't even handle it. I'm not going to show everything until the room is all finished but here are a few sneak peaks.....<br />
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Up next for the room....painting the inside of the closet, building closet shelving, getting the crib set up and into the room, and picking up the glider when it comes in! We ordered the chair for the room about a month ago but it takes a long time for it to come in. I'm really excited about its arrival, we should get a call in another 3 weeks or so saying we can pick it up! Granted, our little 2 bedroom place is pretty small and there aren't a lot of rooms to choose from....but baby's room is quickly becoming my favorite room in the house. It's just so fun to imagine a tiny little baby in there with us. :)<br />
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Brooke</div>Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06787932934992541916noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6684487971401848693.post-6668692455131082932012-05-07T14:19:00.000-07:002012-05-07T14:33:16.354-07:0025 weeks - "Donald Trump is a pervert" and other 100% true facts.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
25 weeks!</div>
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Dern...I'm 2 weeks behind!<br />
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I've recently noticed a trend in my weekly pictures........I never have the same hair! I was looking through a lot of them and seeing how much my belly (ie sweet baby) has been growing. I definitely feel like we have done some serious growing over the past 4 weeks! I don't post them, but every week we also take a "topless" pic too (not completely topless, I have a sports bra on you sicko!) You can see my belly changing even more in those. Maybe towards the end of the pregnancy I'll make a little video for those.....<br />
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Week 25 has come and gone two weeks ago now so let me think back to that week...<br />
Chad was out of town for the weekend at a friend's bachelor party so I had the house to myself. I usually don't sleep well when he's gone and wasn't really looking forward to the empty bed........but holy crapsack. Turns out my pregnant self doesn't mind the bed to myself at all! I'm usually a pretty heavy sleeper but since my belly has started growing and putting pressure on places I'm not used to, I find myself waking up a lot. And when Chad even thinks about moving during the night to roll over or whatever, I wake up. After the first night alone, I found myself waking up the next morning really excited about going to bed later that night. It was such good sleep all weekend! haha. Sorry honey, I still love sleeping with you and was glad to have you back several nights later.....just be happy for me that I slept so well while you were gone. :)<br />
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Also the last weekend in April was two of my favorite guy's birthdays. Chad turned 28 and my dad turned (an undisclosed number.) :) Since I didn't get to hang out with either one on their birthday, I celebrated by going to a spa and getting a facial. I had a really good day. I took the train about 20 minutes north to the salon, got my facial, and was strolling along the downtown area when realized I missed the train home that I meant to take. And what do I find by the train station when I need to kill an hour during lunch time? An adorable Italian restaurant with outdoor seating and it was a <b>beautiful </b>day outside. Yes please. I would have loved a glass of white wine with my yummy shrimp pasta while sitting outside people watching basking in the sun.....but hey, "beggars can't be choosers" and "people who are making humans who have a great alone time day can't be complaining when they got a facial and their swollen sausage feet just got a rubdown." I feel like that's a saying, right? I should have known how awesome that day was going to be when I made a "friend" on the train there who plopped down in the seat next to me and I had the most interesting conversation I've had in a while. Well I use the word 'conversation' loosely because it was mostly him asking me the most random questions and telling me the most random things. Here are some of the things my friend had to say:<br />
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(one of the first things he said to me)<br />
Friend: Do you know who Donald Trump is? You know, the guy on The Apprentice show and owns the hotels and stuff?<br />
Me: Yeah.<br />
Friend: Did you know he also owns the Miss Universe Pageant?<br />
Me: Yes, I knew that.<br />
Friend: He's such a pervert.<br />
Me: (laughing)<br />
Friend: He really is. I tell him that all the time. I should ask him for some money. He's my cousin.<br />
(I should also mention here that this is a Hispanic man in his 50s, smells like he's been drinking since last Tuesday, sounded like he was near a heart attack, and carrying a pint of Vodka in his back pocket. Did I mention I'm on a 10am train?)<br />
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Friend: Do you think there's a law saying you have to wear a flower in your hair when you go to San Francisco?<br />
Me: Ummmmmm.....no, I don't think so.<br />
Friend: Well there should be.<br />
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Friend: You ever watch Three's Company?<br />
Me: Yeah I used to watch that show all the time.<br />
Friend: Jack is such an asshole.<br />
Me: Alright.<br />
Friend: What about Jeopardy? You watch that?<br />
Me: Not really.<br />
Friend: Well if you did you'd know what a jerk Alex is too.<br />
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Friend: (after seeing my protruding belly) Oh, you're pregnant?<br />
Me: Yes.<br />
Friend: You're never gonna believe this. (long pause and looks around to make sure no one else hears) I am too. So we have that in common.<br />
Me: Oh alright. That's cool.<br />
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15 seconds later.....<br />
Friend: Remember when I told you I was pregnant a long time ago?<br />
Me: Yes.....<br />
Friend: I was lying. I don't know why I told you that.<br />
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He left to go make new friends before I got off. I made eye contact with the girl across the aisle from me and we just started cracking up. She tells me "sorry, I know he didn't smell good and that probably wasn't very fun for you but that was awesome." Yes, yes it was.<br />
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I love riding the train.Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06787932934992541916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6684487971401848693.post-31623838072078118972012-04-20T17:47:00.002-07:002012-04-20T17:47:29.797-07:0024 weeks - Choices<div style="text-align: center;">
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What. A. Week.<br />
Man am I glad it's Friday. The weather has been beautiful here all week and I've been stuck inside! I need some serious fresh air and sunshine!! On top of working my normal 40 hour week at my job, I came home every night to head straight to my computer to work on editing a video I'm making for a theatre company. Which is both good and bad really.....Good because I really love making videos and editing them makes me happy, in fact I wish it was my full time job. (Maybe some day?) But bad because the sound gave me a lot of trouble, I was up til midnight every night trying to get it finished, and after I did (complete with a DVD menu, preview, and 2 hour full length performance) I realized it's 5.2GB and standard DVDs hold 4.7GB. Yeah, not my happy face! I went out and bought a new pack of special DVDs that hold more space....only to find that the writer on my laptop isn't compatible with it. After reading a post like <a href="http://lifeonfriendshiplane.blogspot.com/2012/04/22-weeks-hot-mess-lane.html" target="_blank">Hot Mess Lane</a>, you'd think I'd freak out about it right? Surprisingly enough, I didn't and haven't. I was actually kind of amused about the situation in the end and completely kept my cool. (What do you mean you're shocked??) :) But really, what can you do? Some things are out of your control and you work really hard, do your best, and it's still not right. I swear sometimes I think this kid knows when I'm feeling down or am stressed about something....because I always seem to get a kick/punch/right hook/jab/roll just when I need it. Like a little reminder saying, "Hey, cut it out! Remember me? I'm healthy and growing really strong in here, how lucky are you?? So just relax and smile right now. And give me some popcorn." And the little nugget is right. (Don't tell her I said that in the future, because I'll have to be right about everything else in his life later on. See how I did that double switch there? I do this all the time. It confuses people.) Honestly I couldn't help but think about how lucky I am that being on a deadline to make this video was the biggest stress in my world this week. There are people with no job, health issues out of their control, addictions, divorces, no family support, not sure how they're going to feed their kids tomorrow, infertility.....the list could go on and on. But we all have one thing in common. Every month, week, day, minute, and second we all get a choice. We get to choose our mood, reactions, and responses to everything. Isn't that cool? It doesn't matter what you're going through and how out of your control your situation is....<b>YOU </b>get to decide that. And your choices are not always going to be good or even the right ones, we're all human after all. But <b>YOU</b>, get to to make that choice. No one gets to take that away from you or decide for you. And to me the more you are aware of that choice we all have, the better choices you're going to make for yourself and everyone around you. Besides my sweet little baby helping me with that perspective, I think the beautiful <a href="http://www.averycan.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Miss Avery</a> helps too.<br />
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Anywhooo just a few thoughts on this lovely Friday afternoon, sorry it got real there for a minute..... :)<br />
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I'm still working on a solution for the video and hopefully I've figured something out, we'll see. Tonight I'll be back at the theatre to record another play, this time a children's production. I went to the rehearsal last night, I have to say it's pretty cute. I'm excited to have another project to work on and excited to meet more people who might be interested in the video services I have to offer!<br />
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Have a good weekend!! Bring on the outdoors! Oh, and I guess a little bit of the indoors too since we're registering at Target this weekend..... :)<br />
xoxoBrookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06787932934992541916noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6684487971401848693.post-27540885857854048062012-04-20T13:45:00.000-07:002012-04-20T13:45:23.292-07:0023 Weeks - Yesterday's Menu<div style="text-align: center;">
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<li style="text-align: left;">bowl of oatmeal </li>
<li style="text-align: left;">a cutie and some grapes</li>
<li style="text-align: left;">a granola bar (um the chocolate chip kind, not the healthy kind)</li>
<li style="text-align: left;">In-N-Out cheeseburger no onions and well done fries (omg it was gooooood, haven't had In-N-Out since I've been pregnant!)</li>
<li style="text-align: left;">s'more Pop Tart</li>
<li style="text-align: left;">a handful of Sweetarts</li>
<li style="text-align: left;">another cutie</li>
<li style="text-align: left;">leftover pizza</li>
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Oopsie, bad mommy. :) </div>Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06787932934992541916noreply@blogger.com2