tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28371873526210022542024-03-13T17:23:05.143-05:00Precious MemoriesAndreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11175637873371412178noreply@blogger.comBlogger420125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837187352621002254.post-48200642746448169262015-07-29T16:00:00.000-05:002015-07-29T16:00:00.153-05:00High Fives and You are my Best EverHere I am with some more layouts! I am LOVING that I am able to scrapbook again. I can't get a lot done at once, but that is okay. I've come to terms with the fact that I can't always complete a layout in one sitting.<br />
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I love that collections are putting dark blue in the color scheme. You don't see it very much and I love it! Especially with pink and turquoise. So pretty! Here is a photo of my sweet babe at 5 months. What a hunny! I used the Tiny Type alphas from The Cut Shoppe to make the title. To make them pop, I used foam adhesive and put blue behind them. <br />
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I just love this photo of my sweet babe and I. I used a pretty pink/dark pink color to complement the photo and added some gold to make it pop. The cut file is Love All Around from The Cut Shoppe. It is not my favorite layout that I've made lately, but it is pretty. Plus, any layout that I make that can document my sweet little girl is a good one. I am loving scrapbooking photos of her! Lord knows I have thousands of them! Andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11175637873371412178noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837187352621002254.post-3354842563595249062015-07-29T10:00:00.000-05:002015-07-29T10:00:00.648-05:00My Heart Is Full and Let Her SleepI'm back with two more layouts to share. The first is a photo of my husband and my baby girl when she wasn't quite 2 months old yet. My husband is such a wonderful father and we are definitely not short on photos of the two of them together, but this one just melts my heart.<br />
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I used a the cut file Sweet Hearts from The Cut Shoppe and lots of different papers from the Kiss Kiss 6x6 paper pad collection. I just love those 12x12 chipboard shapes that Crate Paper always has. I think they are so worth the money! I decided to add the journaling around the heart.<br />
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This layout is the very first layout I did of my baby girl. I have SO SO SO many photos of Amelia sleeping in my arms. It seems that is all we did on my maternity leave besides nurse. I took six of them and fit them in this awesome cut file (Squared Away) from The Cut Shoppe. I backed each square with different papers from the Serendipity collection by Dear Lizzy. I love all the puffy stickers I used on this layout and the Thickers and flair button is quite old. I love using up old stuff!<br />
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I'll be back soon with more layouts!! Andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11175637873371412178noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837187352621002254.post-7675714346927100202015-07-28T20:57:00.000-05:002015-07-28T21:31:50.545-05:00You Are Mine and Cute & Sweet I can't even tell you the last time I shared a layout. Over the past year or so I have been using this blog as a way to document my pregnancy... and my wonderful baby girl that was born in December. Of course, I still plan to do updates of Amelia and our family life, but I want to get back into blogging in the scrapbook world.<br />
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With that comes scrapbooking again! A newborn and young baby is a lot of work and just did not even leave time to scrapbook. Amelia is now over 7 months old and I have time to sit down and complete layouts -- super exciting! It may not always been long periods of time at once, but any time is good time! Amelia is so great about entertaining herself. I just put her down on the blanket in the living room right next to my scrap space and she plays away. I sure love that girl.<br />
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I am just LOVING the cut files made by Ashley Horton and The Cut Shoppe. It seems I haven't been able to do a layout without one.<br />
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For this layout I used a sweet picture of me and my 2 week old baby girl on New Years Eve. I used the Sweet Hearts cut file from The Cut Shoppe to get those neat string art hearts. I wanted to continue the string art look so I did so with embroidery floss to make "mine." After starting the "m" I realized I should have split the floss in half so it wasn't so think, but it still turned out well.<br />
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I LOVE Valentine's Day collections. Not because I love Valentine's Day, but I LOVE hearts. And I love pink. And I had a baby girl -- so I can use all the hearts and pink that I want to! I used the Candy Hearts cut file from The Cut Shoppe for this layout. These photos were taken on Amelia's first Valentine's Day in her cute little heart outfit. I love this ombre paper and those sweet heart balloons.<br />
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Stay tuned for more! Thanks for looking! Andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11175637873371412178noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837187352621002254.post-1242165007728071732015-06-30T19:27:00.004-05:002015-06-30T19:27:46.195-05:006 months - Half a year old! Amelia is officially (as of June 17th) 6 months old! Half a year! It is crazy to think that in the same amount of time she will be a year old. I am loving this age. She is starting to do all of the sorts of things that build on each other and something new seems to be happening daily. It is hard to believe that she is that little baby that was just laying there and then she was rolling, then sitting, now she is army crawling... and it won't be long and she will be crawling! She is getting around everywhere. She is still rolling, but not as much
as she is doing the army crawl now. She is also getting herself up on
her hands and knees and rocking back and forth. She has been able to sit up for quite some time, but always needed a little help from us or she would topple over in about 15-20 seconds. Not anymore! All of a sudden she was sitting like a champ! She seems to meet a new milestone all of the time.<br />
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Many milestones to report:<br />
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1. Sleeping through night. YES! I said it! Now, although I am quite excited, I really have nothing to complain about. Amelia only ever woke up once during the night and she would always go straight to bed. For a month now she has been sleeping through the night. Up until a month ago I was keeping a tally in my head of the number of times she had slept through the night since she was born. I made it to about 30 and I had to quit keeping track -- because she kept doing it! Since she has been sleeping through the night, we thought it would be an appopriate time to move her to her own crib and bedroom. Since she has been born she has been sleeping in our room. In a rock and play for the first two months right next to my bed and then at two months we switched her to a pack and play and put it in our walk in closet. Her bedroom is downstairs and across the house and I just couldn't swallow putting her down there when she was still so little (and still waking up wanting to nurse). Saturday she took two naps in her crib and that night was the first time that she slept in her crib and bedroom. It went great and she woke up in the morning with a smile on her face -- like always! She also usually takes a morning nap and an afternoon nap. <br />
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2. Mover, roller, crawler! I will never forget at my 20 week ultrasound when the tech told us that she was a swimmer and then later on he said she was a mover and a shaker. Well, he was right! She is still the same way. She is a busy bee. She was rolling at 11 weeks and has also slept on her tummy since about 12 weeks. She is army crawling now and if you put something a ways in front of her... she will get to it! Her favorite things to crawl to are the remote and her kitty Buttons! Buttons isn't sure how he feels about having a huge wad of fur pulled out, but Amelia seems to like it in her mouth. Two weekends ago we put up the gate at the top of the steps because we knew she would be moving soon. One evening last week we put Amelia down on her blankets and with her toys in the living room and Ryan and I were in the kitchen making supper and we went to check on her and she was already over half way to the kitchen. She gets where she needs to go!<br />
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3. Food -- yummy food! This girl loves food! We started adding in cereal and then baby foods at about 5 months. Some of the faces we got were pretty darn sour, but she always ended up taking everything down no problem. She has enjoyed rice cereal, oatmeal, apples, bananas, pears, peaches, sweet potatoes, carrots, peas, green beans, squash, and carrots. Peas have been the only one that she has been unsure about. The first time we gave them to her she really liked them. The second and third time she spit them out at us. And then the fourth time she took them down no problem! Just goes to show you that we just need to keep trying things with her over and over again. She also likes puffs and yogurt bites. At her 6 month appointment we got the "OK" to start giving her table food. I think bells rang in Ryan's head when he heard that. She has tried potatoes, carrots, ice cream (that daddy of her's), bananas, cheese, peas, refried beans, fish, hamburger, strawberry, and watermelon. She has liked it all, but her absolute fave has been a soggy cracker with tomato soup! That girl got so excited she would grunt for more and her eyes would get huge, her face would get red, and she would kick her legs for more! It was SO funny! I guess we will be eating more tomato soup around here!<br />
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4. Daycare. Rachelle Kerkow daycare. Can I keep you? Starting June 8th, my sister-in-law Rachelle (and Colton and Bailey) have been watching Amelia while Ryan and I go to work. It has been absolutely amazing. We had a poor experience these past 4 months and every day that I leave Amelia I know she is in great hands. I can go through my day and not worry about her. Plus, she gets to spend every day with her auntie and cousins. How lucky is she? And boy, she is loving it! Her cousin Bailey gives her constant attention and she is such a great babysitter herself. She has impressed the heck out of me. She (is almost 11) does almost all of the diaper changes, feeds her, plays with her, put her down for naps, etc. Colton is wonderful too. I am so thankful! I do also have to say that I am so thankful that when Rachelle and the kids do go back to school at the end of the summer, we have amazing daycare lined up as well. Becky is someone that we know and we already feel 100 times more comfortable with. Not to mention, we have heard SO many wonderful things about her from others around town. That is the type of daycare we want Amelia to go to. Worry, stress, and drama free. I am so thankful that things worked out the way they did. Thank you so much to Rachelle and Becky.<br />
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5. Firsts! Amelia has done many firsts since I last updated this at 4 months. She got her first two teeth on the bottom at the same time about a week before she turned 5 months. We had no clue. We just noticed they were there one day. She discovered herself in the mirror. She went camping for the first time at Papa and Nana's camper on Memorial weekend and has been there 2 times since and is set to go again for 4th of July weekend. She has been on a boat ride on Papa's pontoon. She had her first golf cart ride when she was there and would put her arms out like a "T" and squeal as we drove. She went to an outdoor pool for the first time and loved being in her little floatie. We also got her her own pool for at home and she loved it. Since then bathtime at home has gotten a little crazy. She has learned how to splash. We have been giving her a bath in the kitchen sink, but we will need to transition to the actual tub now! She loves to talk, squeal, spit, and do whatever she can do to make noise! We put a pony tail in her hair for the first time for her 6 month pictures and my goodness -- it is adorable! Daddy (are you surprised?) gave her a tiny bit of ice cream for the first time when we were at the camper. Boy did she love it -- but not like she loved tomato soup!<br />
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6. Six month appointment. Her 6th month appointment went great! She is growing just as she should and once again she impressed everyone there with her happiness. You know what we have heard the most the last 6 months? "You have such a HAPPY baby!" "Is she always this laid back?" "What a good baby." She is great. We are so thankful. She was 16.4 pounds which puts her at the 50 percentile for weight and she was 26 inches which puts her at the 66 percentile for height. She wears 6-9/9 month clothes and size 3 diapers. She took her shots like a boss and the best news that we got out of there with -- no helmet! The doctor didn't understand why I was even worried. The kid hasn't even slept on her back since 11 weeks and she has been loving tummy time and holding her head up since she was born.<br />
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This girl loves life and I love life even more because of her. She is a breath of fresh air. She is smiling when you put her to bed, smiling when you get her up, and smiling at almost every moment in between. The only time she ever gets a little cranky is in the evening between 6:30-7:30 when she needs a little nap and even then, you let her cuddle on her daddy's chest and she is out like a light.<br />
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I am so thankful for her. Since she is no longer in our room, I will miss my little nightly routine. Every night when I would go to bed I was shine the light on her crib in our closet and just stand there and stare at her. Stare at those tiny hands, adorable little head (now with a pony sticking straight up), and that sweet little butt up in the air. And some nights when her head is facing towards the door and her binkie is out of her mouth, she would either have her thumb in her mouth, or my favorite -- about every 30 seconds to 1 minute, she will suck like she has a binkie in her mouth, but she really doesn't. It is the sweetest thing. I just can't get enough of staring at her. Some nights I tear up just staring at her. I just love her so much.<br />
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What I've noticed most is that she LOOKS older. She doesn't look like a tiny baby anymore. She is looking like a little girl. A beautiful little girl (of course I'm biased, that's my job as her mother). Have you ever looked at her big, beautiful blue eyes? Long eye lashes? Sweet rounded cheeks and adorable chin? Like I said earlier - I am loving this age. 6 months rocks. Everything she is doing is purposeful and just too sweet. I knew that we would be happy having a child, but I never knew just how much. Just those little things like noticing her working hard to grab something and the silly faces that she makes while doing it. Makes us giggle every time. <br />
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Like my pony? </div>
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I find it crazy that we can now just plop her down on her blankets in front of some toys and she can entertain herself for at least 20 minutes. It is like she doesn't need us anymore, but [secretly] it is kind of nice because then I can get something done while she is having fun playing. She still loves all the cuddling and we love it too. I mean really, how many photos have you seen of her snuggling on Ryan's chest? I wouldn't be surprised if I have at least 100 of them. Not kidding. In fact, that is what Ryan and Amelia are doing right now as I write this blog.<br />
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As always -- What Amelia has been up to in pictures. <br />
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My first trip to the Mall of America! Daddy wore me and I loved every minute of people watching! </div>
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I fell asleep while daddy was working in the garage -- borefest! </div>
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Is it still winter? Do we still need this darn cover? </div>
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Like my bow? </div>
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Seriously. I must do this to mommy and daddy every time they try and put me in here. Every time. I just want to sit up. </div>
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Happy Mother's Day to my Grandma Rose </div>
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Mommy's first Mother's Day. I do love her. </div>
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Happy Mother's Day to my Nana! </div>
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I helped mommy and daddy make this for my Nana and Grandma Rose. </div>
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Snuggling up to mommy just like I did when I was a tiny baby. </div>
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Hey wait. Is that me in there?! </div>
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Just chillin like a villain in daddy's garage! I'm in charge of the hammer. </div>
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5 months! I can hardly believe it Mommy! </div>
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I love my binkie. </div>
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Busted. </div>
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I love to sing. And jump. </div>
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Like my bonnet? </div>
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Who set me in this thing? You think I'm going to lean back? I don't think so. I need to sit up! </div>
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Do I look a little cross-eyed? </div>
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I love my big cousin Alaina. And you know what? In 6 months, I will be a big cousin too! Auntie is having a baby! </div>
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Daddy and I got a picture next to this pretty tree in the yard that only looks like this for 3 days a year. 3 days. I think that is silly. </div>
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I like when Nana reads to me because I love books. Pretty soon Nana isn't going to have room on her lap for all her grandkids. </div>
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Daddy put something different in my mouth. Cereal? Rocks. More please! </div>
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Cereal is the bomb! I drool a lot. </div>
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Just chillin at the lake with Nana. Somebody said a funny joke. </div>
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Auntie Rachelle put me in the grass. It is prickly. </div>
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Like my fancy outfit? I'm headed to Vacation Bible School today! </div>
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I'm flyyyyyying! </div>
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Daddy, I think this is too small for me and this thing doesn't allow me to sit up! That's why you quit putting me in it in the first play, silly! </div>
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Supervising in the garage again. Today I'm in charge of the air compressor. </div>
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What in the heck.....?! Bananas?!</div>
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LOVE THEM! </div>
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I get you! </div>
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I love snuggle time. </div>
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I'm putting on this smile for daddy to pretend that Menards is cool. </div>
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I'll have some Papa! </div>
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My daddy is the best. </div>
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Family swinging! </div>
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My cousin Bailey got out her old swing and cleaned it up for me. She's so cool. </div>
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My first bite of apples. It was sour, but it wasn't long and I loved it. </div>
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Thanks for tuning in! We sure have a fun summer ahead of us as a family and it is hard to believe that when the summer comes to a close, Amelia will almost be 9 months. Lots of love! Andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11175637873371412178noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837187352621002254.post-30558152931688429502015-04-28T21:00:00.000-05:002015-04-28T21:00:47.503-05:00Four... count them, 4 months! With each day that passes I sure love this girl more and more, but it is hard to believe it has already been 4 months. I know that I say that every time, but it is so true! I never really knew how fast time could go until I had a child. It really flies.<br />
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Amelia is changing all of the time. We look back on pictures from when she was first born and even from her first month and it is almost astonishing how much she has changed. All of her features are the same, but they are so much fuller now. She isn't a tiny baby anymore (which also makes me sad).<br />
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Amelia has been busy exploring her world throughout the past month. She is doing new things all the time and it is almost hard to keep track of them all! I try to get them typed into my phone notes and then I will go back at a later date and write them in her baby book and/or journal about them a little bit in a journal I am keeping about her.<br />
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Over the past month, Amelia has been perfecting her rolling. She first rolled over from her back to her front at 11 weeks, but soon after 3 months old she started rolling from her back to her front. Not kidding you, one evening she rolled from her back to her front, to her back and to her front again and just kept going! Not too long after that we found her laying on her tummy when she got up in the morning and a few nights later she started to sleep on her tummy all night. Every night we lay her down on her back and she will [usually] roll right to her tummy. It took me about a week to not be completely anxious about it and I will still sit next to her crib and watch her sleeping, making sure she is breathing. I'm paranoid. Plus, I just love staring at her. <br />
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Speaking of sleeping, Amelia has slept through night six... yes, six times. I am sure I will keep count until the day that she just keeps sleeping through the night. Some nights she will sleep until 1:30-2am and others she will get to between 3:30-4:30am. The first night that she slept through the night, I woke up in an absolute panic. I ran to her crib [without my glasses] and I couldn't see if she was breathing or not. I put my hand lightly over her chest and she startled and her arms flew in the air. Phew! I was so scared! If she could just make it to 5am when we have to get up anyways. Oh well. I am not going to complain. I have no problem getting up to feed her. We have never had problems getting her to sleep. We have a bedtime routine every night at the same time. She eats, we change her diaper, slather her in aquaphor (she has mild atopic dermatitis), put on her jammies/sleep sack, kiss her goodnight, and put her in her bed. She goes right to sleep. We have a good sleeper.<br />
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Amelia's 4 month appointment went great. She is growing just as she should. She weighed 15 pounds (68th percentile) and she was 25 inches long (94th percentile). She is tall, but her pants are too long and her onesies are too short. She has a long torso. She got her 4 month shots like a pro and wasn't fussy at all in the evening. The doctor didn't feel any teeth coming in yet, but she has been drooling like crazy. That could just be being a 4 month old though! She was healthy as could be and then a week later she got hit with a bad cold again. Warm weather needs to be here now to stay so these nasty viruses can go away!<br />
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Some of Amelia's favorite things include talking, spitting, and drooling. Aren't those yours? :) She babbles all the time and thoroughly enjoys spitting. She has really started to purposely play with her toys. She loves her O-Balls that she can easily grab and shake. She loves putting her toys in her mouth and especially loves her hands in her mouth. She can even put both of her hands in her mouth at once. Talented? Maybe.<br />
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One of the coolest things that she has started doing in the last month? Laughing. Oh. My. Goodness. Perfection. I squealed with joy the first time she did it. It is the cutest thing ever and sometimes she really gets into it. Last weekend while her auntie Rachelle was holding her she really had a laughing fit. She would just laugh and laugh and laugh and it made her auntie tear it up was so funny! Sometimes Ryan and I catch ourselves doing really crazy things just to get her to laugh. We say that it is a good thing nobody sees/hears us doing it and then realize we have it on tape while we are video recording her. Oops. :)<br />
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Her daddy loves to play with her and he is probably part of the reason that she started rolling over so soon and definitely the reason that she is already able to sit up. She just needs a little more balance. He even has her walking around. I tell him to let her be a baby! He always says he is so excited to play with her and for her to move. I tell him that I will ask him how he feels about that when she is running all over the house and getting into everything. I am just glad he is such a good father. <br />
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We are having so much fun with her. I thank God for her every day and I am so thankful that she is healthy and happy. When we had her 3 month photographs taken, the photographer told us that she has never seen a 3 month old smile so much. We wake up to her smiles and we go to bed to her smiles. We can just look at her and she will give us a big smile. We are in love. <br />
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Once again, enjoy the past month in photos. :)<br />
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Nah! My shirt says "Check Meowt!" I love kitties. </div>
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I helped my daddy play bingo. </div>
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I love cuddling with mommy and my very special blankie. </div>
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You put me on my back? I will roll to my tummy! </div>
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We're friends, but this as close as we'll get for now.... until I can pull his tail! </div>
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The Easter bunny rocks. </div>
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I look so cute between them. </div>
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This is my Great Grandma Violet. Did I mention I am missing a sock? Typical. </div>
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The Easter bunny brought me 5 books and some cool cars! I got my first Amelia Bedelia book. </div>
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We were tired out after Easter lunch so we went home and daddy read to me. Reading is my favorite. </div>
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My first wedding! </div>
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My shirt says, "Belle Plaine's Little Tiger." Represent. </div>
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Mommy giggles because I don't have wrists anymore. </div>
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My first time swinging! </div>
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I started writing this post for her 2 month update and never got around to posting it. So it will be a little of her 2 and 3 month update all rolled into one! I have started and stopped this post multiple times so it will be choppy. Sorry! <br />
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Amelia had her 2 month appointment on Wednesday, February 19. She weighed 12.3lbs and was 23 inches long. She hasn't gotten any taller (which is good because her clothes are getting tighter), but she has gained some weight since her 1 month appointment! The pediatrician checked her over from head to toe and said that everything looks great. She says she is growing as she should and she is doing great developmentally. Everyone was impressed with how well she holds her head up and how much she talks! She was so smiley and talkative until she had her shots. She was a trooper and cried a little bit when she got her shots and then slept the rest of the afternoon. She was a little fussy in the evening, but by bedtime she was as happy as a lark! </div>
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It has been so much fun to watch her grow over the past month. She just loves to sit up and see what is going on. She holds her head up so well. She loves to grab and kick at things in her play gym. She is now following us and toys with her eyes. She enjoys being read and sang to. She spits up.. a lot. She is starting to drool. She loves tummy time and enjoys doing planks. She still loves to snuggle. I don't think I ever want that to end. She is SO SO SO smiley. She is just a happy baby. She is starting to coo and talk. She now realizes that she can talk and sometimes does it so loud. She loves her binkie and if she can't find that she will stick her hand or her thumb in her mouth - and it is always her right hand. She wakes up once during the night to nurse. She is a good baby! </div>
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I love my Papa so much. I was singing for him. </div>
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This is one of my mommy's favorite pictures of me. Like my smirk? </div>
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I was so excited to leave on our mini vacation to Detroit Lakes! </div>
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I went swimming for the very first time! </div>
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My daddy held on tight to me. </div>
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We zonked later that night. </div>
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My hair gets all curly after my bath. I still love bath time. </div>
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Sometimes I get so tired while I am playing that I just fall asleep. </div>
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Just chillin with my Nana and cousin Lainey. </div>
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I was comfy in my cousin Lainey's arms. </div>
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Like my cool onesie from my Auntie Shannie? Well then I will spit up on it! </div>
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I like to spend time with my Grandma Rose. </div>
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I am already wrapped around my daddy's finger. </div>
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This is my cousin Hudson! He is 5 months older than me. </div>
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Sometimes I get sad. Not much though. </div>
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I went shopping with my mommy and Nana. It was a lot of fun. </div>
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Can you do planks? I can. </div>
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Peekaboo!! </div>
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Our little girl turned three months old on March 17. She is growing and changing everyday and definitely developing her own little personality. She is such a happy girl. You can just look at her and smile and she will give you the sweetest smile back. It melts my heart. I love her so much!<br />
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She has been through a lot in the past month. She got sick for the first time after about 2 weeks at daycare. Not surprised, but it is a good thing as well so she can build an immunity. She ended up with a right ear infection and a pretty cruddy cold. Then mommy and daddy got sick with it as well. It was a family affair. It took about two weeks for her to fully recover from the cold, but she is good now! <br />
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She was baptized on February 22 with many of her family present. We are so thankful that we are able to bring her up in the church and with such supportive family. Thank you so much for all those attended and helped us celebrate and for all of the wonderful gifts. We appreciate it very much.<br />
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Those of you who know Amelia well, know that she has been working on holding her head up since days home from the hospital. You know that she has always enjoyed sitting up. We were warned that she was going to move early. They were right! Amelia has mastered holding her head up and she rolled over from her tummy to her back for the first time on March 7. I could hardly believe it, but I guess I wasn't really surprised either. She is a mover. The video is super adorable and she gives us a big smile afterwards. Such a ham. Daddy is always working with her to do it and is even working on getting her to do it from her back to her tummy as well. Sometimes she rolls from her back to her side. Ugh. She is just growing up too fast!<br />
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Amelia even slept through the night for the first time on March 18 and did for 3 nights in a row!! On the fourth night (last night) she slept until about 4:30, so we will see how it will continue to go. When our alarm went off on the first morning, I woke up in a complete panic and ran into the closet (yes, we are keeping her bed in our walk-in closet for the time being) and put my hand over her chest because I couldn't see anything without my glasses. She startled as soon as I put my hand over her chest and I calmed down a little bit, but boy, my heart was beating SO fast. 13 weeks of getting up once during the night and suddenly she stops? Yeah, enough to wake me up in a panic.<br />
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At 3 months Amelia LOVES to sit up. We even got her a new chair that she would probably enjoy sitting in almost all day. She has mastered holding her head up. She loves to put her hands in her mouth much to our dismay. She still loves her binkie when she keeps it in her mouth. She loves when you shake toys in front of her. She likes to hold on to her O-balls and her rattle. She loves to be read to. She loves tummy time and playing with her daddy. She still loves to snuggle. She still loves baths and even likes showers too. She rode in the stroller for the first time when it was nice out and she loves that too. She still spits up a lot and she is starting to get really drooly. She is a very content, happy baby.<br />
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Like my new cow from my great aunt and uncle? I'm even wearing my shleeper to show it off! </div>
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Do I look chubby in this John Deere onesie from my aunt and uncle? </div>
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Someone once said my cheeks were squeezable. </div>
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SOOO happy to wear this John Deere outfit from my aunt Carol. </div>
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I even got John Deere socks! </div>
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Just hanging out with my Grandpa Randy! </div>
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I still look at her in awe. She is such a miracle to me. Sometimes Ryan and I laugh at each other because we just sit there and stare at her. She truly memorizes us. We are so in love. It is funny how the simplest thing like holding her ball makes me so proud of her. I am so thankful for her and Ryan. I am blessed. <br />
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<br />Andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11175637873371412178noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837187352621002254.post-42977771808505956942015-01-20T20:21:00.000-06:002015-01-20T20:21:22.325-06:00One Month Old! On Saturday, Amelia turned one month old. It is still hard to believe how much time is flying by. It seems like it was just yesterday that we were waiting for her to arrive. Now she is over one month old. Time slow down, please!<br />
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As overwhelming as the first month with a newborn can be, it has also been so great. Amelia has done so much in her short little life and she has been such a good baby throughout all of it. To start out she battled 4 days jaundice and wearing a bili-blanket. She attended 6 Christmas celebrations (and missed two). She had her first sleepover at one week old. She had countless visitors come to see her at our house. Thank you so much to those who visited us, brought us food, and gifts. Your support is so much appreciated. She has been shopping at the mall, Kohl's, Carter's, Menard's, and Target 4 times. She visited Santa. She has been to three doctor's visits and she has attended church twice. She has been out to eat 5 times. Today she went to Park Nicollet to meet my great coworkers. She is a very happy baby and we are loving every minute with her!<br />
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Here are Amelia's one month photos:<br />
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Nana gave me the monthly stickers that we are going to use and I am going to put her on the quilt made by Nana each month. Apparently she looks like Ryan? :) I think she is adorable! (I may be biased).<br />
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One Month Appointment stats:<br />
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Height: 23 inches, 98th percentile (we have a tall baby!) <br />
Weight: 9.8lbs, 50th percentile (totally average!)<br />
Head circumference: 14.5inches (average)<br />
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Her appointment today went great. She is growing very well and the doctor states that developmentally she is fairly above average. The past few days she has really started grabbing and hanging on to everything in her play gym and she is turning her head from side to side and tracking us. She can hold her head up for quite a long period of time and she loves when we read books to her! I am already starting to memorize her books! <br />
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As for me, I am doing very well. The first week was the hardest in which I cried everyday. Since then I have only cried periodically and usually it is because I am so happy or I just have overwhelming feelings of love for Amelia and Ryan too. I am feeling well. I gained 22 pounds in my pregnancy and one week post delivery I was 2 pounds below my pre-pregnancy weight and now I am 10 pounds below my pre-pregnancy weight. I honestly eat all the time though. Breastfeeding makes you so hungry! I am tired, that is for sure. I really can't complain much though. She only wakes once during the night.<br />
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This month truly has been great from the moment she was born. I'll never forget the feeling holding her in my arms for the first time. My heart burst with love. My heart bursts every time she looks into my eyes while I nurse her, every time I get one of her new smiles that she has been giving, and every time she wraps her fingers around one of mine. Not to mention every time she digs her face into my chest and every time I look at her sleeping in my arms. I can't get enough of her. <br />
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And ya know what else? I never knew how much I more I would love my husband until I saw how much he loves our baby girl. Now that makes my heart shatter. Every time he looks down at Amelia with such a proud face, every time I hear him call her sweet pea, every time I watch him feed her, and every time that I look at the two of them sleeping together in the chair, her cuddled into his chest. Our relationship is so strong and although our time is spent so differently than it was before, our love for each other has grown. Now every night consists of putting Amelia into the bed next to us and rolling over and cuddling with each other while we giggle and listen to her make silly noises (or cry, ha!). He is such a wonderful father. </div>
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I am tired, I feel like a milk machine sometimes, and things can be very overwhelming at times. You know what? It is so worth it. Waking up in the middle of the night and staring at her cuteness while I nurse her and the rest of the world sleeps. It is worth it. I cried the day she turned 5 days old and tomorrow she turns 5 weeks old. I will probably cry. It broke my heart the day I realized she was no longer going to fit into her newborn clothes and the days of newborn diapers were gone. But although those times are hard and she is growing by leaps and bounds, she is growing and she is healthy. I just need to savor each day because her newborn days are numbered. I'm so lucky to be her mommy. </div>
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Happy girl! Like my shirt? </div>
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Daddy is trying to get me to walk already?! </div>
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I just love to cuddle in with my Papa. He can't get enough of me. </div>
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My first time at church. I slept through it! </div>
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Grandma Rose came to visit me! </div>
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I love my grandpas! </div>
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Like my kitty outfit? </div>
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We snuggled all afternoon! </div>
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Time in my play gym and reading books makes me so happy! </div>
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Mommy was taking too many pictures.... </div>
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Playing in my gym with daddy! </div>
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First time in my bumbo chair! I can hold my head up pretty well, but I am not totally ready for this yet. </div>
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I am happy tonight! </div>
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Love from daddy before he heads to work. </div>
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Meet Amelia Roselynn! Amelia was welcomed into this world in the wee hours of the morning on December 17, 2014 at 3:44am. She was 8lbs 1.1oz and 21 inches long. The nurses immediately laid her on mommy's chest and she wailed and screamed for a long time! In fact, we haven't heard her cry like that since she was born. She was a very healthy baby. She is our everything! Amelia's first name was chosen as a favorite by mommy and daddy and her middle name is named after her grandmothers - Grandma Rose and Nana Deanna Lynn. She is very lucky to be named after such wonderful women and her own grandmothers.<br />
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If you are interested in hearing our birth story, here it is. Ryan and I went to our appointment on Monday, December 15. We started out with a non-stress test that went well and then went to the exam room to see my physician. My physician came in after about 20 minutes to tell us that she had just been talking to the OB department at the hospital and that we could go in to be induced either that night or the next night! To say the least, we were very surprised and weren't expecting her to tell us that! She told us that because I continued to have gestational hypertension (higher blood pressure) that she thought it was a good idea that I was induced now instead of risking becoming pre-eclamptic (very high blood pressure and other concerns). <br />
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Ryan and I decided to schedule our induction for that night, I mean, why wait around, right? We went home for a couple of hours to gather any remaining things and ate supper and headed back to St. Louis Park to... HAVE A BABY! Before we left the house, I kissed Ryan and told him that when we return to our house, it won't be just us anymore. We will be a family! It is safe to say that I was freaking out a little bit on the way to the hospital.<br />
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We arrived at the hospital at 7pm and once they finally got everything ready to go (5 IV sticks later...) at about 11pm, I received my first dose of cytotec that helps to dilate the cervix because I was still only about a fingertip to 1cm dilated. I didn't really make any progress and I received another dose at 3am and 11am. During this time I was hooked up to the monitor and I was having contractions, but they weren't that strong. At about 1:30pm the doctor came to check if I had dilated anymore. She said that if I hadn't dilated much more that she was going to use a foley catheter balloon to insert into my cervix to help dilate it. I wasn't very excited about that so luckily when she checked me, I was 3 cm dilated! Yay! She immediately broke my water. Woa. That was weird. It definitely felt like a warm gush of fluid and when I got up a little later, it just kept gushing. <br />
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It is safe to say that breaking my water got the party started. Except it didn't really feel like a party. It felt horrible. The contractions immediately became super intense and painful. The only thing I could do to help the pain even a little bit was to stand up. Laying in bed was awful. I just remember laying there bawling and crying out for my mommy. Yes, I still do that. Now to think I'm a mommy! Crazy. I sat and rocked on the ball quite a bit too, but still didn't touch the pain. I kept putting off getting the epidural because I still wasn't really progressing that much and I was afraid that getting the epidural would make it worse. Ryan was very helpful throughout all of this and rubbed my back, got me water, and said very encouraging words. I am very thankful for him.<br />
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I kept going with the contractions and around 5:30pm my sister-in-law Rachelle showed up. We had always planned on her coming for the labor. She is an OB nurse and would be very helpful for me as well as Ryan. Ryan has a history of severe vasovagal syncope (he passes out watching people in pain, sight of blood, sight of injury, etc.) and we were worried that if it ended up that he could no longer be in the room or if something happened, there wouldn't be anyone there for me. Having Rachelle there was indispensable and not really because of Ryan because he did wonderful and had no issues, but because she was so helpful when I really didn't know what to do. She gave me wonderful advice and helped me make decisions. She is very knowledgeable about OB related things and I valued her opinions more than the nurses at the hospital. She was great company for Ryan during the long labor and she was so encouraging and helpful to me as I pushed. I think one of the reasons that my pushing stage of labor went so well was because of her. I will never be able to thank her enough for being there for us. Someday it will be neat to share with Amelia that her Auntie Rachelle was there too and helped her enter this world. Thank you Rachelle. We love you.<br />
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So sometime around 6pm or so I couldn't take the pain anymore and instead of doing the epidural yet (because I still hadn't dilated much more), I decided to try a small dose of fentanyl. I was nervous because I didn't want to get zonked out from it, but I don't think it really touched my pain. Although Rachelle thinks it did make me sleep a little bit. I'll take her word over mine at this point. :) Around 7:30 or so, I had enough. I was dilated to 4cm and I wanted the epidural. Rachelle made a really good point that for some people it doesn't stall their labor, but it relaxes them and helps them progress. Let's do it! I was miserable. <br />
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Finally at 8:45pm they got the epidural placed, which was no walk in the park either. But... instant relief! Why had I not done this earlier!? The only problem I had with the epidural was that my left side was A LOT more numb than my right. I still couldn't feel on my right side, but my left was like a brick. It was a really weird feeling. Whatever, I didn't have the pain like I did before! Within an hour after receiving the epidural I had progressed to 6cm dilated and by 2 hours after that I was complete. It is safe to say that the epidural was what I needed and it relaxed me so that I was able to become fully dilated. The nurse had me labor down for the last hour and at about 1:30 we started with the pushing.<br />
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I was so scared to start pushing because I didn't know what was going to happen and I was scared I was going to "rip." I was so excited though. I couldn't believe that I was this close to holding my new baby! The epidural I had was perfect because I could still feel when I was having a contraction, but they weren't painful. I always knew when it was time to push again because I could feel the contractions starting. I pushed for about 2 hours and it all went so much better than I thought it would. Towards the end of my pushing the doctor told me that she could see that she had so much hair that I could put it in pony tails already. I started crying. It wasn't long and she was in my arms. My experience was really good and my nurse was great along with Rachelle and Ryan too. Both of them were so encouraging and helpful. Ryan did great!<br />
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Amelia Roselynn made her appearance at 3:44am. She had quite a bit of a cone head that was gone within hours after birth. Her right ear was flapped over and her right eye was pretty swollen, but she was very healthy! She had a full head of dark hair and adorable chubby cheeks with a very defined chin. They immediately placed her on my chest and that is where she stayed for about 2 hours. We did our first nursing during that time too. <br />
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Since then things have been going very well. Amelia is officially 3 weeks old today and I can hardly believe it. I remember bawling the day she turned 5 days old. Where has time gone? We are loving every minute with her. <br />
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When we first left the hospital she was diagnosed with neonatal jaundice. She had to wear a bili-blanket for four days and a nurse would come to our house every day to check her weight and take her blood to have her bilirubin level monitored. We also had to supplement with formula using the syringe and finger method (because I didn't want to introduce a bottle) because one of the ways of getting the bilirubin level lowered is by literally pooping it out. The more she ate, the more she would poop. My milk hadn't come in yet so she needed formula as a supplement. Her bilirubin peaked on day 4 at 17.6 and by her 1 week appointment had gone down to less than 8. When she first left the hospital, her level was right on the border of normal/abnormal and had the pediatrician not prescribed the bili-blanket and supplementation right away, it is likely that she would have ended up in the hospital a day or two later. It was hard having her constantly hooked up to the machine even though we could still hold her, it just wasn't very easy. Ryan and I put it in perspective for each other and said that things could be much worse. We are fortunate and thankful that there wasn't more to it.<br />
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Many people have asked how breastfeeding is going. It is going very well. I think they started me out very well at the hospital by doing lots of skin to skin and breastfeeding right away in that first hour after birth. Believe me, there was many episodes of crying from both me and Amelia and wondering if we would ever get it to work right. I remember having the feeling that I was inadequate as her mother because she was looking to me to feed her and it wasn't always working well. Ryan was so helpful throughout it all and always helped to calm me and Amelia so that we could make it work. He would tell me, "She is only [2] days old, she doesn't know it yet either." Throughout the process we have figured out that she will absolutely NOT feed if she has to burp or has a dirty diaper. Many, many tears were shed, but now I can say that it is going so well and it is so so worth it. It really is a lot of work and there has been a lot of times that I think it would be SO much easier to just give her a bottle - or have Ryan give her a bottle! But that is not what we want for her at this point. The hospital also had me start pumping after my second nursing session and I have been pumping ever since. At first we would just syringe feed her the colostrum that I would pump in the hospital and upon returning home, but soon after we were able to start storing it. We have quite the supply frozen already (about 75 ounces) and in the last two days I have started to make a lot more with each pumping session (and I pump between every feeding). We will be set!<br />
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Ryan makes fun of me because I might be paranoid about every little thing ("Is green poop normal?" "Do you think she is sick?" "We should take her temperature." "Is she eating enough?" "Her feet are cold." "She has a diaper rash."), but I really only want what is best for her. I just love her so much and I don't want anything to happen to her. I want to be a good mom and I hope and pray that I am doing okay and I will continue to. Becoming a mother puts things in a whole new perspective. She is three weeks old and I already look at some things so differently. Love is a powerful thing!<br />
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This has been quite a long post, but I will leave you with some photos of what Amelia has been up to these last three weeks. We sure love her. Enjoy! <br />
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I met my Papa and Nana within hours after being born! </div>
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And my Grandma Rose too! </div>
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I was excited to leave the hospital and see my new home! </div>
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My cousin Alaina was VERY excited to meet me. She even asked if she could pet me! </div>
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This was my first trip to Target at 3 days old. I've been there 3 times since! </div>
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Meeting my Grandpa Randy and Grandma Julie. </div>
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Since I was born at Christmas time, we had to go see Santa. I might not like him next year. </div>
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This is how I love to lay with daddy. </div>
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My first sponge bath. I wasn't really a fan this time. </div>
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Just hanging out with my daddy. It is what I do best. </div>
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Mommy and Daddy say I was the best Christmas present ever. </div>
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I even got to meet my Great Grandma Violet. </div>
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4 generations. </div>
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Christmas at 8 days old is a breeze! Next year I will want to open my own presents though! </div>
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Hanging out with Papa is the best! </div>
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Mommy tells me she loves me ALL the time. </div>
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I am always so content. My daddy is a pro at this. </div>
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Look at all my Christmas presents! As soon as I can get out of this chair, I am going to play with them! </div>
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I thoroughly enjoyed my second sponge bath. Let's do this again!</div>
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Like my outfit?! Mommy says I'm pretty! </div>
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SO BIG! </div>
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I am showing off my first big smile! I just don't know it. </div>
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Mommy loves when I make this face. </div>
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This was my first time doing tummy time. I don't mind it!</div>
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This is where I sleep every night. Right next to my mommy. </div>
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Doctor's appointments = Snoozefest. Like my hat? Sometimes it covers my eyes and my mommy freaks out. </div>
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Out to eat for New Year's Eve! The fajitas were good. </div>
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This is how my daddy and I celebrated the new year. Snoozefest. </div>
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Happy New Year! I am 2 weeks old. </div>
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I like my play gym. I can grab my rings and my rattle! </div>
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Just chillaxin in my bouncy seat. </div>
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Milk coma in mommy's arms. </div>
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Nap time. Somebody tucked my arms in?! </div>
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My first bath in my tub! I really enjoyed it and then fell asleep afterwards -- see above pic! </div>
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Tummy time!! I'm so strong! </div>
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My last time in newborn diapers at 3 weeks old. My mommy could hardly believe it. </div>
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Overall, I am feeling pretty good. Not going to lie though... I am getting uncomfortable. Because of my blood pressure issues last week, I had two appointments this week. On Monday I had an appointment with just my physician and didn't have to do an NST or labs. My blood pressure was still fairly high, but not as high as it had been last Thursday. Before she checked me she talking about stripping my membranes if I was dilated over 1cm. No such luck! I was 75% effaced, but still not dilated over 1cm. <br />
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On Thursday I had another appointment. I woke up Thursday morning with a headache and it didn't go away for a couple of hours. I didn't have any other symptoms, so I didn't call in. Before my appointment with my physician I had another non-stress test. My blood pressure was still running a little high. I went to my appointment with my physician and the first thing that she told me is that I am having contractions every 3 minutes! What?! No clue. Apparently they are secret contractions because I don't feel them! She said it looked just like I was in labor, but if I was the nurses probably would have told her! The plan again was to strip my membranes if I was over 1cm dilated, but again, I wasn't. By the end of my appointment my physician decided it was best to take me out of work. Her exact words, "Start your maternity leave!" What!? I don't even have a baby to cuddle with! I know it is best for me though. After my appointment I had labs drawn which were all normal. My doctor was hoping that I would go into labor this weekend. Well, it is 7:30 on Sunday night and no such luck! She will arrive when she pleases!<br />
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So here we are, not so patiently waiting for her to arrive! It is safe to say that we have tried many things to try and make her come, but nothing has worked so far! I've been doing squats, we went for a mile long walk yesterday, we've done the same thing that got her in there, and last night we went to Bdubs for spicy wings. Apparently I have made a good home for her! <br />
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When I've told people that I have to stay home from work they made comments like, "You can get all of baby's stuff ready!" "You can clean your house!" "You can go Christmas shopping!" "You can make Christmas treats!" Seriously. This is all done. Do you know me not at all? On Friday I completed my pregnancy scrapbook, laundry, and cleaned up the house some more. Even though I had already done some holiday baking, this weekend I made peanut butter balls, ritz peanut butter cookies, and another batch of rolo pretzels. We went to the church Christmas program this morning, played some Wii, took a nap, and I even wrapped my sister-in-law's Christmas presents. Not because she asked me, but because I need stuff to do!! If you know me at all, you know that I always need something to do. Right now it is in overdrive. I hope I don't have to go the entire week just waiting or I may go stir crazy! <br />
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We have another appointment tomorrow and Ryan is going to come with. We will see what happens! We are hoping that she arrives soon! We are getting so excited to meet her, but with each passing day we know it is going to be SO worth the wait when we can hold her in our arms. Pray for a safe and healthy labor and delivery and a healthy baby girl. Thank you! Stay tuned! Andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11175637873371412178noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837187352621002254.post-56749618641769660532014-12-07T19:40:00.000-06:002014-12-07T19:40:57.480-06:0039 weeks Today marks 39 weeks and 1 day! Not long to go and we will have made it the full 40 weeks. Each day we wonder if it is the day that she will arrive. We are so excited to meet her. Over the past few days I have become so anxious because I can't wait to see her and hold her. <br />
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Today I did laundry and cleaned the bathrooms. Ryan cleaned the shower and we decided to go out and get groceries and a final Christmas present. We talked about how we are just "waiting" now for it to happen. I just wish I knew when she was going to arrive! Maybe I am just too excited to meet her. :) <br />
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I had my weekly appointment at 1pm on Thursday that did not go as well as planned. My blood pressure was running high at 147/92 at the beginning of the appointment and then 145/94 at the end of the appointment. It was quite a difference for me since my entire pregnancy I had been consistently running in the 120's/80's. My provider was quite alarmed since at 39 weeks pregnant you don't want to be messing around with preeclampisa. I confided in my provider that I had just been upset by something and had been in tears before my appointment and it had to be the reason for the increase in blood pressure. In any case, I appreciate my provider for not messing around. She ordered urine and blood labs and I had to have a non-stress test to make sure everything was okay. <br />
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Baby is measuring just as she should. She is very low in my pelvis which explains all of the pressure that I am having - sometimes very painful. My provider is able to touch her head and she even pushed up on her head a little and I could feel baby move up and down in my tummy. It was weird! But it was to prove that she is in fact, right there. As of Thursday, I was 50% effaced and 1 cm dilated. It is a start! My non-stress test went very well. They hooked me up to the monitors and I was able to listen to baby's heart rate for about 20 minutes. She sounds great and she was very busy while we were monitoring her. The non-stress test came out well and all my labs were normal. My blood pressure at the end of the test had come down a little to 137/85. In any case, the issue bought me another appointment tomorrow morning before my regularly scheduled weekly appointment on Thursday. I am just thankful Baby Girl is okay.<br />
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Overall, I have to say that I am feeling well. I know others have felt much worse at this time, so I can't complain. I feel large. She is way down in my pelvis and I definitely waddle now. I have so much pressure between my legs and my thighs. When I stand up the pressure is so heavy. I am very slow walking even though the breathing is much better than it used to be! I have no swelling. Ever since my appointment on Thursday I have been having occasional Braxton Hicks contractions and starting yesterday I have been having some period-like cramping and low back pain. Who knows, it could still be awhile before she arrives! She is still being a busy girl in my tummy. I feel her move all the time and occasionally feel her hiccup. Her butt seems to sit up near my left side and lots of times she makes my tummy look lopsided! :) I keep telling Ryan that I will miss those movements, but I'll love holding her in my arms of course. I love her so much already. <br />
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As excited as I am for her to arrive, I am so scared too. Is it just me or did anyone else go into motherhood feeling like they don't know anything? It is such a huge responsibility and I don't want to mess it up. Some people make it look so easy and like they never make mistakes, but I'm not going to lie -- I will make mistakes and I am scared. <br />
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This has been my fear since the beginning of my pregnancy, well since forever. She is not just my baby and responsibility now, she is my baby and responsibility forever. Every day matters. There is so much you need to teach your children and so much that you need to model for them. Sometimes I wonder if I am even capable of that. I look at my parents and how wonderful they are and I look at my sister and her husband and how great they are with Alaina. I want to be the same great parent, but I know it won't always be easy and I am praying for guidance all of the time. <br />
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Above all else, I want our daughter to know how much we love her. I'll never be able to give her enough hugs and kisses and I'll never be able to tell her too many times how much I love her. I love that I am 28 years old and my parents still hug Ryan and I every time they see us and tell us they love us. I may not always be the greatest mother out there, but I do hope that my child always knows how much she is loved and cared for. <br />
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I'll leave you with some inspiring quotes about being a mother. As scared as I may be - I've dreamed of it my entire life. <br />
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<img alt="I sometimes raise my voice, bribe my kids, forget stuff, allow them to eat junk, let them stay up too late – but ultimately I know that I love my children unconditionally and they give that same love in return!" class="pinImage" height="320" src="http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/736x/11/93/ac/1193ac137cab1de2b7fca8c4f2d75792.jpg" style="height: 500px; margin: 0px auto; padding: 40px 0px; width: 333px;" width="213" /><img alt="I have regretted the things that I couldn't give my kids---a summer vacation, for example..but I know I gave them all my love, all the time, without conditions or expectations. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to sleep at night." class="pinImage" src="http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/17/a5/ed/17a5ed54b0996b76b3cc2191c2adb43f.jpg" style="height: 300px; margin: 0 auto; padding: 40px 0; width: 231px;" /><br />
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<br />Andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11175637873371412178noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837187352621002254.post-84243235075985615632014-11-30T15:43:00.000-06:002014-11-30T15:43:18.256-06:0038 weeks... winding down! We have now made it to 38 weeks and the thought that she could arrive anytime now is crazy! I think about it and it scares me just a little bit, but I am so excited too. Ryan is just plain excited. He wants her to come tomorrow. :) I would like her to arrive sometime between December 10-15 and would really like if it was on her actual due date of 12/13, but she will arrive when she pleases! In any case, she needs to keep cooking right now. <br />
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My last appointment took place last Tuesday and it went well. Blood pressure is still right on track, baby sounds great, and she is measuring how she is supposed to. I lost almost 2 pounds since my last visit making my total weight gain only 15 pounds. I am hoping to come out of this pregnancy gaining less than 20 pounds! The doctor said I very well could as you don't tend to gain much more at this point in the game. It was confirmed by a quick ultrasound that baby girl is in fact head down. I am not dilated or effaced yet, but the doctor was able to feel her head right there. Things could change at any moment. My next appointment isn't until Thursday, so we will see what happens! <br />
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Ryan and I were able to make it down to Rochester on Wednesday to see my mom after her brain surgery. I am so thankful that baby girl hadn't arrived yet or didn't think she needed to arrive while we were there! My mom's surgery went as well as it could go! She had an MRI two days after surgery that came back showing that the entire tumor was removed. She is doing very well and was discharged to home from Mayo today. We are SO SO SO proud of her. The courage and braveness that you have to have to go through something like this is outrageous -- and she has it! I had a little freak out moment in the shower yesterday thinking about labor and being scared and I immediately stopped and thought, "What do I have to be afraid of?! Look what mom just went through!" She is an inspiration. She is my hero. I love you mom! Now baby girl just needs to give her at least a week or so to rest up so that she can meet her when she arrives! <br />
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Overall, I am feeling pretty good. I am really starting to slow down and things like putting on my shoes, bending over, rolling over, getting up out of chairs and out of bed, etc. are getting harder by the day. On Thanksgiving night I got out of the shower to find that my feet were swollen for the first time! Yikes! I hadn't even been standing on them all day! Turns out that those dorky socks that I have been wearing everyday work! I hadn't worn them for two days and it showed! I am sleeping well at night despite having to get up 3-4 times to pee. I fall back to sleep very easily. I also have issues with reflux during the night and have to take at least one Tums every night. Ryan is a little annoyed with me because my snoring has gotten progressively worse the further along I have gotten in the pregnancy. Sorry dear! </div>
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Baby moves all of the time and lots of the time I need to lean back so that she has more room! She is all up in my business, but I am sure she thinks I am not giving her enough room! I keep telling Ryan it will be so weird when she isn't in my belly anymore. I am so used to all her movements and jabs. It is such a wonderful feeling. I even feel her hiccups at least once a day. So exciting! </div>
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Now a little bit about this guy! I can't even begin to say how wonderful he is. Many of you know how overwhelming being pregnant can be sometimes and he has made it so much easier. I am so thankful for all the wonderful things he has done and how helpful he has been getting ready for this beautiful baby girl. Over the course of this pregnancy we have painted 3 rooms in our house, laid hardwood flooring, changed light fixtures and water faucets, among many other things and the work he has put in has been phenomenal. Early in the fall we deep cleaned our entire house and HE helped me. Some of his guy friends told him he was crazy for doing it. I told him he was exceptional. The baby's room looks the way it does because of him! He put up Christmas lights outside for me and helped me put up my Christmas tree. He has put together all of baby's gear and attended 5 childbirth classes with me. He has comforted me when I've been scared (especially with all of my mom's stuff) and he has told me that I am going to be a good mom when I doubt myself. I am so thankful for him and I am so excited to see him with our new baby girl. If you know Ryan and how good he is with kids, you know that he is going to be an excellent father. My baby girl is going to be so lucky, just like me. I can't thank you enough Ryan. I love you! </div>
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Stay tuned for updates! It is hard to believe she could make her appearance any day. Please continue to send prayers for my mom. She has a long recovery ahead of her and needs to take it day by day. If she is anything like me, she has a hard time taking it easy and that is what she needs to do! Also pray that we have a safe labor and delivery with a very healthy baby. Thank you so much! </div>
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Andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11175637873371412178noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837187352621002254.post-33641713925612528962014-11-17T19:37:00.001-06:002014-11-17T19:37:31.257-06:0036 weeks - Nursery is officially finished! Here I am, 3 days into 36 weeks. Woa! I can say that this weekend we were able to get officially ready for baby to arrive! Mentally? Not so sure! I am super excited, but I am scared as well. It will be here before we know it!<br />
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Friday night and Saturday afternoon was spent finishing up the shopping for baby's remaining items that were needed as well as last minute household items that we may need so that we are all stocked up. I did mention to Ryan that after a day of being home from the hospital, I am sure there will be a few things that we still need! We closed out our registries at Babies R Us and Target and were able to get some great deals on things. <br />
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We spent Sunday putting together any of baby's gear that still needed to be put together, dusting and vacuuming the house, putting away baby's goodies, and getting the car seat put in my car. Our bags are packed, freezer meals are made, sheets are washed, baby's room is complete, and our Christmas tree is even up! We did that yesterday too. We are officially ready for baby girl to arrive, but we would like her to stay in there and keep cooking until at least December 10 or so! :) We'll see if she listens. I have had some talks with her. :) <br />
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Here are the much awaited photos of her room. <br />
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Ryan was so patient and put all of the frames and wall hangings on the wall. I can't thank him enough for all the help and work he did to get ready for baby. He is going to be a wonderful daddy. The wall hanging with nothing in it will have her birth stats on it with a photo of her inside. And obviously the frames will have photos of her and us in them! That beautiful quilt was made by my mom. I love it. </div>
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Ryan did such a wonderful job making her closet functional. It used to be just one shelf and a bar and he made it into that! Her closet and dresser is already full! And you can't see it, but the entire right corner of the closet is FULL of diapers! The wall hangings on the right side were made by my Aunt Peggy and has the "I'll Love You Forever" quote on one of them. The rocking chair was mine as a child from my grandpa and grandma Niemeier. The "You are My Sunshine" sign special to me because my mom always used to sing it to me and over the past 3 weeks, I have been singing it to Baby Girl a few times on the way to work everyday. </div>
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Again, thanks to Ryan for putting everything on the walls! I am totally taking credit for putting the diaper genie together though!! Pretty proud of myself. :) The musical bear on the very top shelf was mine as a baby and it shows it too! This room has the electrical box in it and our friend Brandon made us that very nice cupboard door to hide it. We even put up a radiant heater to give her room a little more temperature control. </div>
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Thanks to my wonderful friend Andrea for the pink sign that has the Bible verse, "For this child we have prayed and God has granted what we asked of him." I teared up when I opened it and it really means a lot to me. I made the other two. The one on the right has the quote "Somewhere over the rainbow, skies are blue. And the dreams you dare to dream, really do come true." She is our rainbow baby and I can't wait to meet her. </div>
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So here I am at 36 weeks. I am still feeling really good. I am feeling lots of soreness in my upper thighs and just a "full" feeling. My appointment last week went great. No swelling. Blood pressure is great. Baby is head down and sounds good. No dilation or effacement yet. </div>
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Please continue to pray for my mom and pray that baby girl doesn't make her appearance until into December. I am determined to make it to Rochester for mom's surgery next week. I am beyond bummed that I won't be able to stay with my mother and take care of her after her surgery and I know that she feels the same way about not being able to stay with us and the baby right away. I am so thankful for all the wonderful people in our lives who have volunteered to stay with her and take care of her after this very extensive surgery. We will never be able to thank you enough. Again, I can't wait to see Baby Girl in her Nana's arms. Love you so much mom! </div>
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<br />Andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11175637873371412178noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837187352621002254.post-75215593312710274332014-11-09T11:34:00.000-06:002014-11-09T11:34:07.858-06:0035 weeks! When we first found out we were pregnant, it seemed that it would take forever to get to 35 weeks!! Here we are! The time has gone by so fast. <br />
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I have still been feeling very good this week! On Monday I picked up some jobst stockings at work, dorky I know. My feet aren't swelling (yet), but at the end of the day at work my feet would start to ache a little bit. They have definitely been helping! <br />
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On Tuesday, Ryan and I ventured out into the beautiful sunshine and wind and took our maternity photos. We are looking forward to seeing them! It was kind of ironic. The day we took our engagement photos it was very windy, our wedding day was slightly windy, and the day we took our maternity photos was very windy too! Oh well, I know they will turn out great. :) <br />
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I spent Saturday morning for a couple hours making freezer meals. I was able to get 3 meals completed and into the fridge! I am planning on doing another 3-4 meals today as well. <br />
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I am also finishing up getting baby girl's room all in order so that I can post some photos. Last weekend we finished putting a couple more things up on the walls and I had another shower yesterday, so I am working on putting all that stuff away. As well as packing baby girl's diaper bag for the hospital. I also found a really cute wood crate thing at Michaels and Ryan is spray painting it for me. I am going to put her name on it using my Silhouette Cameo and I am going to use it to hold all the rest of baby girl's books that do not fit under her night stand. She has a ton and I am loving it! She is going to love books! :)<br />
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On Saturday my sister threw me a wonderful shower with my great friends. It was a lot of fun to just sit and visit with my friends. We each brought a snack that we craved during pregnancy or that time of the month. I brought pickles! :) It was such a fun time and I am so thankful for such wonderful friends. Thanks to all of you! </div>
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Things have been going so wonderful with this pregnancy. We are so blessed. Baby Girl is moving around all the time and we are getting closer and closer each day to meeting her. We are getting very excited for her arrival, but before that time comes, our family is preparing baby girl's Nana for a major surgery. This week we found out that my mom will undergo brain surgery to remove a benign tumor that is partially wrapped around her left optic nerve. The surgery will take place at Mayo on Wednesday, November 26 - the day before Thanksgiving. If I could ask for anything, it is prayers. Please send your prayers for my mom and our family. I have faith that God will take care of her and this Thanksgiving we will have SO SO much to be thankful for. I'm looking forward to the day I get to see Baby Girl in Nana's arms. </div>
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Stay tuned for an update next week!! This week I start weekly OB appointments and on Thursday, exactly one month from Baby Girl's due date, Ryan and I are going to the Garth Brooks concert! I've heard it is a good time. :) Thanks for your prayers! </div>
<br />Andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11175637873371412178noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837187352621002254.post-38576780104125589982014-11-02T20:52:00.001-06:002014-11-02T20:52:36.734-06:0034 weeks and feeling great! Well, here we are at 34 weeks already!! Where the time has gone, I am not sure. What I do know is that Baby Kuenzel's due date is 6 weeks away. Wow! It is so hard to believe. It is exciting and scary all in one! <br />
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The past two weeks have been busy as usual. We finished up prenatal classes last week which feels really good. We have been doing them the past 5 Tuesdays and the past 3 Tuesdays they have taken place in St. Paul. It will be very nice not to make that trek anymore! Needless to say, we learned a lot and it was very eye opening. It was good to get us thinking about everything and what we specifically want in our labor and postpartum experience. <br />
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About a month ago I woke up freaking out with the thought, "What if the baby isn't a girl?!" It was really bothering me. Yes, I know I could never *really* know for sure until she comes, but I just had to have some more reassurance. So I put matters into my own hands. The first thing I did was go online and compare my photo of her gender to other girl ultrasound photos. Yep, looked alike! Definitely a hamburger sign present. Second, I took my ultrasound picture to my physician to get her opinion. She also concurred that it looked like a girl and not parts that of a boy. Then she suggested having another ultrasound done for free by the students at Argosy University in Eagan. Not only could they confirm the gender, but I was told I would be able to have a 3d ultrasound as well. <br />
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On October 21 Ryan and I went to Argosy to have the ultrasound. We were both expecting to be in a room with a student and an instructor. Nope! We walked into a classroom with a bunch of students! I laid on the table and the instructor started first and checked everything over and then each student took about 5 minutes practicing. It was kind of neat and I totally understood what they were going through. They need to practice too! I was not able to have a 3d ultrasound because of my anterior placenta. Baby's face is right up in it and you wouldn't be able to see anything. It all makes sense. I often wonder why our ultrasound pictures don't look as clear as others - it is because I have an anterior placenta. I asked if they could tell me about how big she was. Nope, that is diagnostic. What we did find out besides of course being able to see her? She is a big mover! I feel her all the time, but if I didn't have an anterior placenta, I can't imagine what I would feel. She is very active. We got to watch her breathing and her heart working perfectly. We got to see some hair on her head and we CONFIRMED she is in fact, a girl. If she comes out differently, I will be surprised. It was fun to do. <br />
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On October 25 my mom threw me an amazing shower! It was just perfect and we received so many wonderful gifts. We are so thankful for all of you and your support. We appreciate it very much. Here are some photos!<br />
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Absolutely beautiful quilt made by Nana! Love you! </div>
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Super soft and adorable baby blanket made by cousin Danni! </div>
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Fabulous quilt made by Auntie Peggy! Matches baby's room perfectly. </div>
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Love this onesie from Auntie Shannie! </div>
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Table centerpieces made by Auntie Peggy! Great job! </div>
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<b>1. How are you feeling?</b> I am feeling great!! Seriously. I often wonder if this is weird and I shouldn't be feeling this well. I know I am getting larger, getting out of bed is becoming a struggle, bending over is a lot of work, I run out of breath easily, I am dealing with acid reflux and a little heartburn, but seriously.. none of this is worth complaining about. I feel really good and I hope that it continues. I am thankful. </div>
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<b>2. Are you ready to be done?</b> Of course not. God has blessed me with this baby and I want to keep her in there as long as she sees fit. Am I excited to meet her? Yes! But after what happened, I can't even begin to complain about being pregnant or wanting to "be done." I know it helps that I feel so good. I know that it won't be long and I will start to become uncomfortable and I will long even more to meet her, but I don't ever want to phrase it as "being done." Honestly, this is my most disliked question and it is the one I hear the most... and I am only 34 weeks. </div>
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<b>4. Do you have a name picked out? </b>Yep! Honestly, we had a boy and a girl name picked out since our last pregnancy. Both names were the same names that we chose for this baby as well and since we know it is a girl, well, it is STILL the same name. So technically we have had her name picked out for about a year and a half! We really like it (obviously) and we pretty much made it permanent a little over a month ago when I ordered something with her name on it. :) </div>
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<b>5. Do you realize how much your life is going to change? </b>Did you just ask a pregnant woman that? Of course! Do you know how much I've thought about that? A lot. I think about it all the time. Those who have asked me that often say it like it is a bad thing. It bums me out. Is everything going to be roses and sunshine? No, but we are going to have a child, a child of our own, that we get to love for the rest of our lives. What a blessing and a WONDERFUL change to our lives. </div>
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<b>8. What is the theme of the nursery? </b>Theme? Uhhh.. baby? Right? I wasn't about to put monkeys or other characters all over her walls and then have to change it in a year. It works for other people, but not for us. It is my practical side. </div>
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<b>11. Is this your first baby? </b>This question is always so hard for me, but I always say yes. I know no one wants to hear my story, but sometimes I feel guilty saying yes. We do have an angel in heaven and we will never forget about that baby. </div>
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<b>12. What has been your favorite gifts? </b>Handmade blankets and gifts. I will cherish them forever. </div>
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We have another busy week ahead of us and on Saturday my sister is throwing me a shower! I am very excited. I even started packing my hospital bag this week. I have been scared to do it in fears that she will show up early. We are pretty excited and it just blows my mind that our due date is only 6 weeks away! Crazy! Stay tuned! </div>
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We are continuing to go to our prenatal classes on Tuesday evenings. We had our breastfeeding class during week 31 and it went well. We learned a lot and continue to hope and pray that breastfeeding will go well for us. Week 32 brought the first of our 3 childbirth classes. We had originally had it scheduled for one full day, but had to change it. We are making the long trek to St. Joseph's hospital in St. Paul, but it is totally worth it. We are learning a lot and each class makes it more real! We are going to be going through labor -- this baby has to come out! Ryan giggled when he pointed out a spot in the book that was geared towards the partner that said, "Don't take anything personally." Seriously. :) </div>
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I had another prenatal appointment last week and it went great again. My blood pressure is still great and I still haven't gone over 10 pounds in weight gain, which is good for me. I got my Tdap vaccination and my 32 week packet with lots of information as well as information on pre-registering at the hospital. It is so hard to believe that it will be here soon. </div>
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This week we went to Wisconsin Dells with Sam, Rachelle, and the kids and stayed at the Wilderness. We had a fun time, but baby sure made it easy for me to take it easy! On the very few water slides that I was willing to ride, the trek up the steps sure was a lot of work. I can tell that baby is really starting to grow and take up space inside of me -- and take my breath away! I tired very easily and took lots of breaks. </div>
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This week will be a fun week. On Tuesday night we have our second to last childbirth class. On Tuesday afternoon we are doing something very neat that we will share after we do it! This weekend my mom is throwing me a baby shower in Grogan. I am very excited!! It is hard to believe it is getting to be the end of October! </div>
Andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11175637873371412178noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837187352621002254.post-44538932315444919642014-10-05T19:07:00.001-05:002014-10-05T19:07:36.854-05:00Week 30! 10 weeks to go! Yesterday we made it into week 30 which means there are potentially only 10 weeks to go! It is so hard to believe! Next weekend marks exactly two months until our due date. To some that may seem like a long time away, but when you are expecting a new life to come into the world that is your responsibility for the rest of your life... two months isn't long! <br />
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The past two weeks have been great and we have been making quite a bit of progress in the baby world again. It is going to be non-stop from here out! <br />
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On Sunday I had my first baby shower in Norwood Young America thrown by Rose, Julie, and Ryan's aunts. It was an awesome shower. I still can't even believe all of the wonderful gifts that we received and the great support that we have. It is incredible. When I got home that evening I took each thing out and showed it to Ryan telling him who it was from, etc. I felt like it was never ending! <br />
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I started putting away all of baby girl's new goodies this week. Her room is really starting to look like a baby's room with all of the new goodies! I am in the process of washing everything and putting it away. This process makes me pretty excited for her arrival. I even sat down on Friday afternoon and read some of her new books to Baby Girl. Apparently you're even supposed to be reading to your baby in the womb -- so that is what I was doing! :) Of course, I couldn't get through "I'll Love You Forever" without crying. I don't know how my mom read it to us so many times without bawling through the entire thing! I may have to learn how to control my emotions or maybe it won't be as bad since I won't be pregnant anymore! :) </div>
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As a I was putting stuff away the other night, Buttons wasn't being so
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On Thursday of this past week I had my first biweekly prenatal appointment. I have biweekly prenatal appointments until about 36 weeks and then I will go weekly. The appointment went great. Baby sounded great and I explained how much I am loving all of her movements. I can tell when she is doing a full movement in my belly and when she is just giving me kicks or punches. She has recently starting using my bladder as a trampoline. It is kind of annoying, but I'll take it! :) My blood pressure was right on target at 125/71 and heart rate was great at 81. Best of all, I have only gained 10 pounds. The doctor congratulated me and said that they are okay with moms gaining 10 pounds at the halfway point. Well, I am quite a bit past that and I am doing great. The pounds will start creeping up over the next few weeks that I get to meet our baby girl. <br />
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I got Rhogam this week since I have A- blood and if Baby Girl has + blood, my antibodies could attack her. I also received it after my miscarriage and will receive it again after birth to protect any future births. Ya know what else I got this week? My flu shot!! I would encourage you to get yours as well if you haven't yet! I am urging any family members of ours to receive their flu shots and Tdap (tetanus, diphtheria, and pertussis) since Baby Girl will be born in the thick of flu and pertussis season. We want to do what we can to keep her safe. Ryan is getting his flu shot tomorrow and we will set up an appointment for him to get his Tdap when I get mine in two weeks. It is very important. <br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><b>Best moment this week:</b> I have a couple! Like I mentioned above, my shower was just great. I am very thankful for everything that we received and all the wonderful people in our lives supporting us. The next one? Putting away and "playing" with all these baby goodies. It is sure getting me excited to finally meet our little one. It is hard to believe that it won't be long and she will be in our arms, not in my belly. And finally, hearing her heartbeat at my 29 week, 5 day appointment. Why it was so neat this time? It was the first time during my entire pregnancy that I wasn't afraid to go to my appointment or hear (or not hear) her heartbeat. Will I still be afraid the rest of my pregnancy that something could happen? Yes, but feeling her move around inside me so much during the day is so reassuring. </span><br />
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At 25 weeks I had another OB appointment - my last appointment before I move to every 2 week appointments! I was able to hear baby's strong heartbeat again and I talked to my OB about fetal movement. I was kind of worried because I didn't feel her that much and I didn't know if that was normal or not. She informed me that I had an anterior placenta (my placenta is in front of the baby) and could be absorbing some of baby's movements. I also had to do the dreaded one hour glucose test to begin screening for gestational diabetes. Well, to say the least, I failed. My sister said it must be a Niemeier thing because she failed too. Apparently 1/3 of women fail that test. </div>
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So after failing the one hour glucose test you have to take the even more dreaded 3 hour glucose tolerance test. Ugh. They make you (a pregnant woman) fast for 12 hours and show up at the lab. They draw your fasting blood and then make you drink a very sugary drink (100grams of sugar in 100mL). To make a comparison, I was looking at a bottle of Sunkist yesterday and it had 72grams of sugar in 521mL. Big difference. Then they make you sit there for three hours and they check your blood glucose levels at the end of every hour for three hours. Uff da. I was pretty antsy and had a hard time just sitting there (I mean, when do I ever sit still?), but I made it through. The news... I passed! I do not have gestational diabetes! As soon as I got into my car I ripped into my peanut butter sandwich I had saved for myself. Ahhh. :) </div>
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27 weeks brought some excitement! On Friday, the 12th we were at the BP football game and I was getting kicks and punches like I had never felt before! On Monday night I was laying in bed holding my belly as I had been feeling some more of those strong movements and sure enough, I felt her kick me from the outside! I couldn't believe it. I got up and ran out to the living room to tell Ryan and headed back into bed to feel it some more. Sure enough, she kept it up! Since then I have been getting lots of kicks, jabs, and punches and I am absolutely loving it. I can't even begin to explain how amazing this feeling is. Sometimes she does it so hard and catches me so off guard that it completely startles me! Ryan makes fun of me because it makes me jump. I have even been able to SEE her move from the outside. How cool is that? A miracle, that's for sure. As for Ryan, he has yet to feel Baby Girl. She is playing hide and seek with him at this point. Ryan and my brother-in-law John have a theory that it is because when they (John would try with his daughter Lainey) would put their hand on the belly it would have such a calming effect that she wouldn't kick and when they take away their hand (the calming effect), the baby gets upset and kicks. Sure boys, keep your theory. :) I'll take all the kicking I can get! :)</div>
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On Wednesday we had our Family Birth Center tour at Methodist Hospital. Absolutely incredible! They just opened their new family birth center last year and it is beautiful. I have seen labor and delivery units before and this place takes the cake. From the labor rooms to the recovery rooms, the waiting areas, the equipment, the available options, the security, the proximity of the operating unit on the same floor, as well as the NICU if it is needed. Not to mention the knowledgeable nurses and staff. I left that place in awe. I am so thankful I have been provided the opportunity to give birth to our baby at such a wonderful facility. Ryan was pretty impressed that they have a snack area that he can dig into whenever he wants. He is going to need it! </div>
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We've had a few people wonder why we are giving birth at Methodist Hospital in St. Louis Park. Lots of "isn't that too far away?" No. It is not. First of all, it is a no-brainer. I have wonderful insurance through Park Nicollet and will pay $250 for my delivery. I refuse to go to a different hospital and have to pay more. Second, the likelihood that I will go into labor during rush hour is lower than other times of the day and I drive to and from work during rush hour every day of the week and it take me tops 45 minutes. What if it is snowing? We will cross that bridge when we come to it. And what if it happens during the 9.5 hours of the day, 5 days of the week that I am at work? Well, then I just need to drive down Excelsior Blvd and I will be at Methodist Hospital in 5 minutes! :) Honestly, this is what Ryan is hoping for! I am a little nervous that my water will break during a surgery or something. Oh well, we will cross that bridge when we come to it and through some way and some how.. I will get somewhere to give birth! :) </div>
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28 weeks- third trimester!! Don't worry, that blanket and pillows in the crib will not stay there. They are just for show right now and will move to the rocker recliner soon enough. </div>
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So that brings us to today! Today we are 28 weeks, 1 day and tomorrow is our 2nd wedding anniversary!! Ryan left about an hour ago to spend the week up in Thief River Falls at Arctic Cat school. It will be a lonely week without him, but I got my little baby kicking me all the time to keep me company (not to mention Buttons). I am going to stay busy with work, finish up cleaning the house, getting up to date on my pregnancy scrapbook, and working on a wedding scrapbook for my best friend. </div>
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These next 80 days are going to FLY by! We are going to the Wild game on Saturday night with Russell and Meghan and my mother-in-law and Ryan's aunts are throwing me my first baby shower on Sunday. The following two Tuesday evenings we have two prenatal classes and will learn all about breastfeeding and newborn care. On Oct. 12 we have an all day prenatal class learning about childbirth, over MEA we are going with Sam and Rachelle and the kids to the Wilderness in Wisconsin Dells, and the last Saturday in October my mom is throwing me another baby shower. Not to mention we've got to fit in going to the apple orchard with our niece Alaina sometime in there! :) November will bring another baby shower, hunting for Ryan, Thanksgiving, and lots of getting ready for baby! </div>
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I am so excited, but I am getting very nervous too! I had a little freakout moment with Ryan the other night and I just kept telling him, "somehow, someway, this baby has to come out of me!" But for now, please stay in there and keep cooking! :) I just keep praying it all continues to go well. We sure have a lot to be thankful for! </div>
Andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11175637873371412178noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837187352621002254.post-7020089791865379432014-09-02T16:03:00.000-05:002014-09-02T16:21:06.283-05:00Reflections one year later...Disclaimer: This post is about my [our] journey and reflections after the loss of our baby on September 3, 2013. This is MY story and I am doing this for me. I've been thinking about it for a year and I want to get my words and feelings in writing. I want you to know that I understand that there are people and specifically family and friends of my own who have gone through much worse than Ryan and I went through. I have family and friends who struggled immensely to get pregnant and some who may never be able to become pregnant. I have family and friends who also suffered through miscarriages and even multiple miscarriages. I have both family and friends who carried their babies much longer than I only to have their beautiful child's life end in stillbirth or pass away shortly thereafter. I have family and friends who struggled with cancer at a young age [or any age] and still others who have beautiful children that have to live with a medical condition their entire lives. I do not in any way want my story to lessen what they are going through. If anything, I have hope that I can connect with them on a deeper level and maybe understand a tiny bit what they are going through.<br />
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Where do I begin? At the beginning of course. Ryan and I found out we were pregnant with our first child on July 17, 2013. We were so excited. Who wouldn't be? If you have ever been pregnant [or had a significant other who was] you understand that as soon as you become pregnant, you start planning your life with that little one in it. You dream about your baby. Will it be a boy or girl? Who will it look more like? What will they be like? How will your family change? You dream about your baby in your future. It may sound crazy, but even though you can't see that you're pregnant yet or feel your baby inside of you... you do have a feeling that you have a baby inside of you.<br />
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Alaina was very excited to help us announce! Her onesie says "Only grandchild" [crossed out], Big Cousin." <br />
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The doctor was unsure of how far along we were so we had an ultrasound at 7 weeks, 5 days. We were both able to see the baby's heart beating and we got a due date of March 26, 2014. It was so neat to see. <br />
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During the time that I was pregnant (11 weeks), miscarriage and stillbirth only crossed my mind a couple times. I read a little bit about it and knew it was a possibility, but to be completely honest, I was naive. It is not that I didn't think it would happen to me, I just didn't really think about it happening at all. Should have I? I don't know. There was no reason to live my pregnancy in fear and I already worry about everything the way it is. And if I did think about it as a possibility, there is no way that you can be prepared for that.<br />
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Ryan and I spent Labor Day weekend with family up in Duluth. I love Duluth and it was a beautiful weekend. On Friday evening after we had just announced to Sam, Rachelle, Colton, and Bailey that we were pregnant, I went to the bathroom to find that I was very lightly brown spotting. I tried not to get too panicked, but I did anyways. Luckily, my sister-in-law who was with me is an OB nurse and I chatted with her right away. We decided that we would just wait and see what happened. I wasn't having any cramping and it wasn't frank red bleeding. Many women spot throughout their entire pregnancy.<br />
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We waited it out and I tried to have a good weekend, but the thoughts running through my head were devastating. Throughout the weekend I continued to have brown spotting, most of the time passing small clots. Ryan did everything he could to make me feel better and keep my spirits up. I know he was nervous and scared too, but he had to be strong for me. I'll never forget laying in bed in the camper on Sunday night with tears streaming down my face. I knew it. I knew our baby was gone. Monday we had plans to go to the MN State Fair and go to the Tim McGraw concert. The brown clotting was increasing and I was starting to get some light cramping and pain in my lower back, but I didn't want to forgo the fair or the concert. We tried to have a good time.<br />
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On Tuesday I made an appointment with my doctor after work. If I could go back and change anything about that it would be to have had Ryan at that appointment. I guess it didn't even cross my mind that he should be there. I told my doctor the story and he checked and found that my cervix was still intact. He then used the doppler to hear the heartbeat. He couldn't find it, but reminded me that it can be hard to find anyways at 11 weeks.<br />
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He sent me down for an ultrasound. It was absolutely horrible. I was already crying before the tech even began. I knew. She did the ultrasound and as soon as it came up on the screen I knew right there that the baby's heart wasn't beating. I started bawling. I couldn't move. I'll never forget how rude the ultrasound tech was. I went back up to the exam room to talk to my doctor. He was so caring and compassionate. I don't think I could have made it past that moment if he hadn't been, especially since the ultrasound tech was so rude.<br />
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Next came my options. Option #1: I could wait. How long? He said it could possibly be a month before I could pass the baby on my own especially since my cervix was still completely intact. It could be quite painful too. Option #2: He could give me a vaginal cream that could help dilate my cervix and pass the baby sooner. Also a waiting game and painful. Option #3: D&C or dilation and curettage. This is a surgery in which they would put me under and remove the baby from my uterus. I couldn't bear to wait, nor did I have the courage or the strength to pass it on my own. It sounds horrible, but I had to have the baby out of me. We scheduled the surgery for two days later, Thursday, September 5.<br />
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The drive home from the clinic was absolutely horrible. I bawled and I didn't know how I was going to tell Ryan. How do you tell your husband that his baby is gone? I felt so guilty. Ryan was sitting on the couch and I remember just collapsing on him and crying my eyes out. I just kept telling him I was so sorry. I couldn't help but think it was my fault. I was the one carrying the baby. What did I do wrong? Still to this day I think back and wonder about different little silly things and it is useless.<br />
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The surgery went very well. I cried that morning all the way to the hospital and when I returned that afternoon I was welcomed home by my mom and beautiful flowers from my grandmother who knew just what I was feeling. She not only suffered one, but four miscarriages. My mom stayed overnight with us and Ryan's work so graciously let him off for a few days to be with me. <br />
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When the pathology report came back, nothing came back as "abnormal." It was just a spontaneous miscarriage. The pathology report stated that the growth of the baby stopped at about 8 weeks, 5 days. This means that it wasn't long after Ryan and I had saw our baby's heart beating on the ultrasound that our baby went to heaven. It also means that my body went a long time before it decided to even begin to tell me that something was wrong.<br />
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The pain didn't stop after I had the surgery. I think it only got worse. I had a lot of dreams about the baby and I had an extreme fear about getting pregnant again. I would cry everyday before and/or after work. Every day when Ryan would get off work he would find me in bed. I was having pretty bad separation anxiety until about December. I hated being away from Ryan. I was scared that I was going to lose him too. Leaving him for work every morning was so hard and I would do everything I could with him when we weren't at work. <br />
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I'll never begin to be able to thank Ryan enough for the strength and comfort he provided me with throughout the entire process. Our love for each other and our relationship grew so much because of this. He may not have been carrying the baby and had the same connection with it that I did, but he was still that baby's daddy. It still hurt him. <br />
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We are so thankful for the wonderful people in our lives who comforted us during that hard time [and still now throughout this pregnancy]. It is a situation in which the words in which to say are not always easy to come up with. Sometimes the best thing was just a hug and letting us know that you cared. I received a lot of messages and stories from others who suffered miscarriages and/or stillbirths. Some women telling me that they didn't have anyone else to talk to because no one really understands what they are going through. I received messages and cards from others just letting me know they cared and that they are there for us. It meant the world to us. When a miscarriage happens, society makes it feel like it should be pushed under the table when in actuality, 1 and 4 pregnancies end in miscarriage. That is a huge number that I wasn't aware of until I had my own. <br />
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Although people tried so hard to make us feel better, there are just some things that hurt more than anything. Many of those things begin with "at least." At least it happened early. At least you never got to hold your baby. At least you didn't know if it was a boy or a girl. At least you can always get pregnant again. Others included: It was God's will and everything happens for a reason. We were also extremely offended by someone who told us that our baby was a misfortune. We even had a friend ask us when we were going to get pregnant, wondering if Ryan had slow swimmers. My eyes teared up and I did not hesitate telling him that we had just suffered a miscarriage. The best you can do is think about what you say before you say it. If you aren't sure, just be there, listen, and acknowledge it as a loss of a child. <br />
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We want to thank everyone for the kind words, sweet cards, and gifts that we received. I will cherish them forever and I have made a box specifically for this baby and all of its keepsakes.<br />
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These two photos were from my mother-in-law Rose. Right after it happened she went to the cemetery to see her parents. She had never really noticed it much before, but when you first entered the cemetery was the first photo, which is so fitting. Then when she went to her parent's headstone she couldn't help but notice the tiny little flower growing all by itself off to the left of their headstone. When she texted me these photos she wrote "I drive by there a lot, but for some reason needed to stop and talk to mom. When entering I noticed the sign and then the flower, not a weed. It was almost like mom was saying the baby is with us." It was perfect. <br />
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I received this stone from Rose that sits in our landscaping out front. I see it every time I look out our picture window. My mother gave me the most heartfelt card with a poem that anyone would expect from their own mother. I love you both so much!<br />
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At Thanksgiving I received this charm from Ryan's aunt Jean. It is perfect.<br />
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For Christmas my mother-in-law Rose gave me this beautiful sun-catcher. It hangs in our big picture window and I look at it all of the time. The three birth stone colors are the birthstones for the month of conception (June), miscarriage (September), and the baby's due date (March). It is beautiful.<br />
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When our due date came (March 26), little did we know we were pregnant with the wonderful blessing of a baby that I am currently over 25 weeks pregnant with. I received the beautiful flowers from my Grandma Evie and the angel from Rose. The angel sits right at our front door and it is always a reminder of our sweet baby in heaven. <br />
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I also received a wonderful card from my mother and a poem from Ryan's aunt Jean. It is not a coincidence that the poem I received from Ryan's aunt Jean is the same poem that my mother gave us back in September when we lost the baby. We love you both very much! Below is the poem. <br />
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<b><u><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt;">What Makes A Mother</span></u></b><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt;">
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I thought of you and closed my eyes <br />
And prayed to God today <br />
I asked, "What makes a Mother?" <br />
And I know I heard him say <br />
A Mother has a baby <br />
This we know is true <br />
But, God, can you be a mother <br />
When your baby's not with you? </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt;">Yes, you can he replied
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With confidence in his voice <br />
I give many women babies <br />
When they leave it is not their choice <br />
Some I send for a lifetime <br />
And others for the day <br />
And some I send to feel your womb <br />
But there's no need to stay. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt;">I just don't understand this God
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I want my baby here </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt;">He took a breath
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and cleared his throat <br />
And then I saw a tear <br />
I wish I could show you <br />
What your child is doing Here </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt;">If you could see your child smile
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With other children and say <br />
"We go to earth to learn our lessons <br />
of love and life and fear, <br />
but My mommy loved me so much <br />
I got to come straight here!" <br />
I feel so lucky to have a Mom who <br />
had so much love for me <br />
I learned my lessons very quickly <br />
My Mommy set me free. <br />
I miss my Mommy oh so much <br />
But I visit her each day <br />
When she goes to sleep <br />
On her pillow is where I lay <br />
I stroke her hair and kiss her cheek <br />
And whisper in her ear <br />
"Mommy, Please don't be sad today <br />
I'm your baby and I am here" </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt;">So you see my dear sweet one
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Your children are okay <br />
Your babies are here in My home <br />
And this is where they'll stay <br />
They'll wait for you with Me <br />
Until your lessons there are through <br />
And on the day that you come home <br />
they'll be at the gates waiting for you </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt;">So now you see
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What makes a Mother <br />
It's the feeling in your heart <br />
It's the love you had so much of <br />
Right from the very start <br />
~Author Unknown </span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%;">It must be very difficult
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To be a man in grief, <br />
Since "men don't cry" <br />
and "men are strong" <br />
No tears can bring relief.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%;">It must be very difficult
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To stand up to the test, <br />
And field the calls and visitors <br />
So she can get some rest.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%;">They always ask if she's all right
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And what she's going through. <br />
But seldom take his hand and ask, <br />
"My friend, but how are you?"</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%;">He hears her crying in the night<br />
And thinks his heart will break. <br />
He dries her tears and comforts her, <br />
But "stays strong" for her sake.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%;">It must be very difficult
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To start each day anew. <br />
And try to be so very brave- <br />
He lost his baby too.</span></div>
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I was so scared to get pregnant again, but yet I longed for a baby. It was hard to watch everyone else get pregnant and have babies and somehow try and be okay with the fact that you had to give your baby back. It took awhile, but I eventually became at peace with it. People kept asking when we would get pregnant and I just flat out told them that I was scared and we would when the time was right. The doctor suggested waiting at least two cycles. We waited over six months before we began trying to have a baby again. I don't know that I was ever really ready to become pregnant. It had to just happen. I've tried so hard not to live this pregnancy and fear and paranoia and I think I have done well. <br />
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I can say that I've learned so much throughout this journey about life, love, and myself. But what I have learned the most? Pregnancy and having a baby is a privilege. Having children is a privilege. I can no longer stand to hear women complaining about being pregnant or complaining about their children. Cherish it! There are women and families who would give anything to be in your shoes! Having a baby is not a given. It is a privilege. A privilege that I wake up every day thanking God for. Am I scared right now to be carrying this child? More than ever! How do I know that my dreams aren't going to be shattered tomorrow? I don't, but I have faith in God that this baby is for us to keep. Each time I feel that little baby girl move in my tummy, I breathe a sigh of relief. When I think about the day that I get to hold this rainbow baby girl in my arms and see my husband hold her, I start crying. It is going to be a miracle that I will never forget. I am so lucky to be 25 weeks, 3 days pregnant today. God is great.<br />
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So that is my story. I'm sorry it was long, but it took a lot of courage to share my feelings. Did I make it through this without crying? Of course not. We are blessed. We wouldn't be expecting the blessing that we are today if we wouldn't have lost our first baby, but we will also never, ever forget about our first baby. He or she will always be a part of us. Ryan and I joke around sometimes and say that he/she is up in heaven playing with Ryan's cousin Jordon and taking turns sitting on the laps of Grandpa Howard, Grandpa David, Grandpa John and Grandma Della, and Grandpa Carrol and Grandma Betty. What a lucky baby!<br />
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Thank you SO much for the love and support you have given us throughout this journey and the prayers you've provided. None of it has gone unnoticed. We thank God everyday for where our lives have brought us.<br />
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"A mother is not defined by the number of children you can see, but by the love she holds in her heart." <br />
"I carried you every second of your life and I will love you every second of my life." <br />
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<br />Andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11175637873371412178noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837187352621002254.post-73686678261720179702014-08-31T17:58:00.001-05:002014-08-31T17:58:22.382-05:0025 weeks... 7 months!? You read that right! I am currently 7 months pregnant! I say it every time, but time is really flying! Everything is getting real and oh so exciting! I'll admit. I do have moments where I am scared too, but that is normal. I hope!<br />
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The last two weekends Ryan and I spent our time at my mom and dad's place on the lake near St. Cloud. Since it has been so rainy lately my mom and I decided to make a trip both weekends to St. Cloud to go shopping! Turns out, I have decided that I can no longer buy Baby Girl Kuenzel anymore clothes. Don't get me wrong. I haven't gone crazy. I can honestly say I have bought her less than 10 outfits and each outfit I have bought her has been on sale, but I know that I have wonderful friends and family that will shower her with wonderful gifts of goodies and clothes. Because seriously, who doesn't like buying baby girl clothes!?<br />
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Anywho... mom and I struck gold at JCPenney and mom got her a bunch of cute outfits that she will give me as shower gifts. On our trip to St. Cloud over Labor Day we even found the perfect outfit for Baby Girl for her "going home outfit." Yes, I know those things don't really matter, but it is fun to find a cute outfit. Plus, if she is born before Christmas (like she should be, I hope) she will need some cute outfits for all the gatherings. My mom bought her the adorable going home outfit and I just can't get enough of it! It just might have a kitty on it. :)<br />
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This week marks 25 weeks and I am definitely looking it! In the past two weeks I can't count anymore how many people have told me that my "belly has popped." Great! It is nice to know that I am actually looking pregnant because I can say that I feel pregnant too. :)<br />
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of random movements all the time. I am wishing for it all of the time. Sometimes I get nervous if I don't really feel her much on a given day, but apparently I don't need to be feeling her all the time yet. I do keep telling Ryan that I think she will be a very good listener because sometimes I tell her "keep kicking mama!" ...and she does! :) </span><br />
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This beauty! Apparently Baby Girl is pretty special because that thing may have cost *almost* as much as my car behind it! Just kidding! But she is pretty darn special to us and we wanted a really nice stroller. Ryan has been talking about the perfect stroller since before we were even married. He would point out strollers and say why he didn't like them. He wanted an "all terrain" stroller with good tires, shocks, and suspension. So this is what Baby Girl gets! We are kind of dorks and have been pushing it around the basement. Needless to say, Buttons does NOT like it and he hisses at it every time. Apparently it looks like a cleaning product to him? I don't know. It is pretty darn cool and Baby Girl will spend a lot of time in it! </div>
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It is hard to believe that tomorrow is September! I will have another OB appointment on Thursday. My wonderful mother-in-law sent out invitations for a shower that will take place the end of September. My mom is throwing me one the end of October and my sister is also throwing me a baby shower the beginning of November. I can't begin to say how thankful I am for all the wonderful people in our lives. Labor Day weekend is a milestone weekend for us in this rainbow pregnancy and it has been great. We have so much to be thankful for. I will leave you with a photo of Ryan and I from this weekend! </div>
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<br />Andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11175637873371412178noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837187352621002254.post-21993369678846430192014-08-16T20:10:00.001-05:002014-08-16T20:10:16.301-05:00It is getting real at 21, 22, and 23 weeks! You read that right.. 23 weeks! Every time someone asks how far along I am and I tell them, I always get the response, "Wow, it is going so fast!" It is true. It is going fast. Not only is it going fast, it is starting to get real. Really real. These past few weeks I have definitely started to look pregnant. I can't get over the fast that my belly sticks out further than my.. ahem.. top area. :) Each time I try to wear a regular shirt I get quite frustrated because it doesn't fit like it used to. I have officially transitioned to maternity scrubs. But you know what? It is all worth it. I am loving it.<br />
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I had a little bit of a scare the Monday after I had my 20 week ultrasound. I got a call that morning at 8am stating that I needed to have another ultrasound with my next appointment. My heart suddenly sank and tears swelled up in my eyes. What now? I asked the girl on the phone why when I just had my 20 week ultrasound two days prior? She not so nicely said, "Well, I don't know." Oh gee. Thank you. She said she would talk to the doctor and get back to me. After a long 45 minutes at work, I received a phone call from my doctor stating that everything looked GREAT, they just didn't get as many pictures of the heart that they wanted. Phew. The next day I had another ultrasound and I was able to see my beautiful baby dancing around again. I even got better pictures that are now proudly hanging on our refrigerator. After they reviewed that ultrasound, I got another call stating that the heart looked wonderful too. I am a happy mama. <br />
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I am loving feeling baby kick inside of me. It is truly a feeling that I can't describe and makes my heart melt every time I feel it. I am looking forward to more forceful kicks and when Ryan can feel her kick as well.<br />
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Baby Girl is getting quite the stockpile of goodies so far. Her great grandma Evie even bought her a whole bag full of cute outfits and other goodies. She also has a nice arsenal of diapers so far. Her room is almost complete. Two weekends ago I went crazy cleaning it from top to bottom. I just need to go through it again with my new Dyson vacuum that I am a little excited about. We need to put up the window valances and a few shelves and then I will share photos of her perfect little room.<br />
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Apparently the news of a baby coming has kicked our butts into gear at finishing updates in our home. Baby's room was painted, we made custom shelving for the closet, added a radiant heater, and a friend of ours made a cabinet door to put over the electrical box. In the downstairs bathroom we painted, put up new light and bathroom fixtures, new shower curtain, added a window valance, and got new hardware for the cabinets and drawers. The guest bedroom was painted and rearranged. We have almost finished putting new light fixtures throughout the house and adding new hardware for the cabinets in the kitchen. Finally, Ryan is currently putting hardwood floor in our bedroom. For the past week our bed has been in the living room. Romantic. :) Bottom line, I don't want to be doing any of this when the baby comes. :)<br />
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I had an appointment last week that went great. Baby is doing great and I got to hear her heartbeat again. It brings tears to my eyes every time. I don't think that sound will ever get old. <br />
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23 weeks today and a trip to the Mall of America! I did good, I think. I only bought Baby Girl 4 outfits and a pair of jeggings. :) I got some more maternity tops and even crossed 6 Christmas gifts off the list! I will be a little busy during Christmas shopping season, so I figured I would get a start on that now! </div>
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Things have been going great and I could not be more thankful. My work is even giving me more maternity leave than is required of them, which is greatly appreciated. I thank God each and every day that things are going so well. Less than 4 months and Baby Girl Kuenzel will be here! Stay tuned! Andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11175637873371412178noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837187352621002254.post-26190431065172885482014-07-26T22:27:00.002-05:002014-07-26T22:32:00.095-05:00Baby Kuenzel is a mover! Weeks 19 and 20 We have officially made it halfway through the pregnancy and we are beyond excited!! The time is flying by and if the last half flies by as fast as the first half did, our sweet little baby will be here before we know it!<br />
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The past two weeks were pretty darn exciting in the baby world. At 18 weeks 6 days, I was sitting at Sam and Rachelle's house hanging out with Rachelle and the kids and all of a sudden I had a really funny movement in my tummy. I immediately wondered if it was the baby and I asked Rachelle if she thought it could be. She said maybe, but I wasn't sure either. It wasn't long and I felt another one. Throughout the weekend I kept feeling these little fishy like feelings in my tummy. I knew it couldn't be just gas or ligament stretching. It had to be my baby! Since then I feel the baby moving around in there all of the time. Ryan laughs because I tell him almost every time it happens. I just wish he could feel it too. :) It is pretty spectacular. I can't wait until they are big kicks!<br />
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19 weeks and dying to find out if we are having a boy or a girl!! I realized that some clothes show your baby bump more than others!<br />
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It is pretty safe to say that I had an amazing birthday. It was a wonderful day and we had our 20 week ultrasound. The ultrasound was so cool and it was neat to see Baby Kuenzel again. Even though I thought I have been feeling Baby Kuenzel like crazy, I was a little worried going into it because I hadn't had an appointment since June 24 and my next OB appointment isn't until August 12. As soon as Baby K got on the screen, arms and legs were flailing all over the place. It sure made me relax a little. We watched the screen as the tech measured all of Baby's important parts. It was just phenomenal. Baby's heart rate was 151. <br />
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As the tech was trying to measure baby he made the comment, "This baby is really a swimmer!" We laughed and kept intently watching the screen. Five minutes or so went by and the tech said, "Wow, baby is a mover and a shaker!" We laughed again and I asked, "Well, aren't they all like this?" The tech laughed pretty hard and said no. Both Ryan and my mom said that they weren't surprised and made the comment that if Baby K is anything like me, Baby K can't sit still! :)<br />
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Here is a YouTube
link to an ultrasound video of Baby K. Of course at this point Baby
wasn't moving as much as he/she had been prior.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>It is still neat to have a video like this though.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Thanks Ryan! </div>
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Many of you have already seen the big news, but the next
part was the gender!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>At first Baby K
would not open his/her legs, but soon enough it was clear for us.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I knew right away from the famous “hamburger”
sign of her hooha!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The tech told us it
was a GIRL and congratulated us on having a daughter! <span style="font-family: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"><span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;">:)</span></span></div>
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We are super excited to have a little girl and after our
ultrasound we called our close family with the wonderful news.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I called my niece Bailey to tell her the news
and boy [or girl], I got an earful of a scream when she found out it was a
girl.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="font-family: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"><span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;">:)</span></span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Everyone is very excited for us.</div>
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Afterwards we headed to Target and Babies R Us to register
and boy, what an overwhelming process!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>It sure helps that we have had lots of advice from my sister and I did
lots of researching on what we wanted.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>We decided that although there will be a lot of pink stuff there is no
reason that our little girl can’t have boyish things too, so we registered for some
of those too.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="font-family: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"><span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;">:)</span></span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I also decided since I finally knew the sex
of our baby that it was completely necessary to buy an outfit or two. <span style="font-family: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"><span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;">:)</span></span></div>
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After we registered we went to Best Buy and Ryan bought me a
cute video camera for my birthday so that we will be able to take sweet videos
of our little girl when she arrives.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We
ended the night with a yummy birthday meal at Chili’s.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It was the perfect birthday! </div>
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thankful that this pregnancy is going so well and we have a healthy baby.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>God is great!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>I would like to leave you with a cute little anecdote from this
morning.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As we were driving to our
friends’ house this morning to meet their new baby boy, we were talking about
all the different things we will get to experience with a girl.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>After listing off about a half a dozen I said
to Ryan, “Oh man, just think!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You will
have to deal with her dating boys!”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Ryan
didn’t say anything and after about 30 seconds he said in a very serious voice,
“I’m scary.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I died of laughter and
almost peed myself.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Right Ryan… You are
very scary. <span style="font-family: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"><span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;">:)</span></span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Thanks for all the well wishes! </div>
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<br />Andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11175637873371412178noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837187352621002254.post-15769899709271579542014-07-13T17:53:00.000-05:002014-07-13T17:53:35.829-05:0018 weeks ... Time is flying by! We have now made it to 18 weeks which is an awesome feeling and crazy to think that in two weeks we will already be half way done with the pregnancy! Time is really flying by. I am so thankful that I have been feeling so well or I am sure it wouldn't feel like it is going by so fast. I sure do hope that when the baby comes that time slows down a bit though! :)<br />
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There is a lot of news to report in the baby department from the last two weeks! I have spent a lot of time reading a book called "Baby Bargains" that I got from my sister. After reading this book and doing some other research of my own, Ryan and I have made decisions on a car seat, stroller, pack and play, high chair, and crib mattress -- all those big ticket items! The book is really helpful and has also given me a lot of insight into diapers, maternity clothes, bedding etc. Basically, don't spend the big money if it is not necessary! I am fine with that. Much of buying baby items is a huge gimmick -- I am not falling for it!<br />
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During week 17 I did the maternal chromosomal screening. The blood test screens my blood for the likelihood that the baby would have any chromosomal abnormalities such as Down Syndrome or Trisomy 18. The results were normal meaning that the likelihood that baby has a chromosomal disorder is very, very low. I was quite nervous, but after hearing the results our minds were put at ease, even though we know there are no guarentees. <br />
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So the big news... we found daycare!! This is what I have been concerned about since we got pregnant. There are about 40 daycare providers in the Belle Plaine area and my goodness, it was TOUGH to find daycare. I think our biggest problem was the hours that we needed daycare. Many are only open 7-5 which doesn't really help the people who work longer hours than that or have commute time. We found one last week and she definitely put our feelings at ease. Her name is Cristi and she was wonderful. She runs a small home daycare and has a son that is the same age as my niece, Alaina. We were very impressed with everything she had to offer and we were able to meet her son and husband as well. I have been very surprised and frustrated with many of the judgmental comments that I received while on my quest for daycare. Sending our child to daycare will not make Ryan and I bad parents. Will it be hard? Of course! The time that we do spend with our child will be extremely valuable. Everyone does what is best for their own family and shouldn't have to feel guilty for sending their child to daycare or not. Rant over. :)<br />
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We also have our names picked out! One girl name and one boy name and both middle names are picked out as well. This wasn't a hard decision for us at all. My niece Bailey is just dyyyyyying to know what the names are. I told her that if she can guess what it is, I will tell her, but she can't tell anyone else. So far she has been unsuccessful! :)<br />
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<b>Size of baby:</b> a bell pepper<br />
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<b>Movement:</b> Nothing yet, but 4th of July weekend I was having a lot of ligament stretching. I attributed it to playing bags all day! <br />
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<b>What I miss:</b> Not being so absentminded! <br />
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<b>Symptoms: </b>Emotional and absentminded. Can I say it again? Emotional and absentminded. Here is a story that contains them both. Last night Ryan and I were making supper. He went out to start the grill and I was working on peeling the potatoes. Right before he walked in the patio door I started crying and as he walked in I weeped, "But I didn't mean to peel the potatoes!" It is true, we weren't planning on having peeled potatoes, but somehow in the 1 minute after we had talked about that, I forgot. And really, crying over peeled potatoes? Wow, this is going to be an interesting last 5 months for Ryan! :) <br />
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<b>Maternity Clothes: </b>None yet, but I am doing the rubber band trick with my jean shorts and my scrubs get tighter every week. <br />
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<b>Best moment this week:</b> My husband. I honestly don't know what I would do without him. I read an article (and out loud to him) titled, "20 things no one tells you about Postpartum." It scared me and worried me and I got a little emotional (see above). He consoled me and told me everything would be okay and he would be there to help me the whole way. I have also been asking him for the past 10 weeks or so if he thinks the baby is a boy or a girl and he would never say one way or the other. I asked him yesterday and he said, "I think he has a weiner." :) Of course it made me giggle and it was neat to know that he thinks it may be a boy! I on the other hand still have no clue or inklings. I've had no dreams or anything and when people ask me I can never come up with an answer. I just want a baby. I just want my baby. :)<br />
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<br />Andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11175637873371412178noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837187352621002254.post-4009098734259831752014-06-29T10:56:00.000-05:002014-06-29T11:05:45.971-05:00Food baby... or Baby?! ... Week 16On Saturday we officially hit week 16 (which I was able to spend talking to two other pregnant mommies which was helpful to hear what they were feeling as well)! Things are coming along so smoothly which is such a relief. Many times I forget that I even have a baby growing inside me! Often times, other people are the ones reminding me about it, which gives me a little excited feeling in my heart. <b> </b><br />
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This week I had my monthly OB appointment at the new Women's Center at Park Nicollet Methodist Hospital. It opened about a month ago and it is absolutely beautiful! When you come out of the elevators onto the 5th floor it just opens up to a wall of windows and you can look out into the twin cities. Very cool! Even cooler? I will be delivering at Methodist Hospital in their new Family Birth Center that is only 3 months old. We are very excited to tour it!<br />
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My appointment was absolutely wonderful. The doctor said baby is progressing well and I was able to hear Baby Kuenzel's heartbeat for the first time. I have been waiting to hear a heartbeat since my last pregnancy and boy, it was worth the wait! What a wonderful sound and a perfect feeling! This time I think I was smiling more than anything, but a tear did roll down my cheek. It was proof to me that my baby was still okay in there! I was able to record it and when Ryan came home from work, I let him listen. He loved it too!<br />
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We scheduled our 20 week ultrasound for the day of my birthday. My birthday present will be seeing Baby Kuenzel and yes, we will be finding out if he or she ... is a he or a she! Well, we hope to anyways. We all know that it doesn't always work! Maybe if you're nice we will tell you what we find out! :) <br />
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<b>Size of baby:</b> an avocado <br />
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<b>Movement:</b> movement? I don't feel anything! I really hope to soon though! <br />
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<b>Sleep: </b>Great, but not enough! <br />
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<b>What I miss:</b> Not worrying about if my normal clothes fit or not<br />
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<b>Cravings:</b> Lots of people have asked me this. I don't think I have specific cravings as much as I think of something or see something and I HAVE to have it! This has happened many times: cheez-its, skittles, spaghetti, Noodles & Co., Champs fries and seasoned sour cream, ice cream cone, Deli chicken dinner from Coborns, and pizza. Most recently we had to make a trip to MOA to go to Bubba Gumps so that I could get the jumbalya! :) The list goes on and on. <br />
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<b>Symptoms: </b>Headaches, although they have gotten a little better, so I am thankful! I can tell a little ligament stretching is definitely going on. <br />
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<b>Maternity Clothes: </b>None yet, but I haven't put on a pair of jeans for over a month. Clothes are starting to get snugger, but I don't really feel that pregnant, just fat. My scrub tops are definitely giving me the most trouble. I started using the rubberband trick on my jean shorts this weekend thanks to my sister. :)<br />
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<b>Best moment this week: </b>While I was at work this week I got a text from Ryan that said he couldn't wait for the pregnancy to be over because 6 months was just too long to wait to see the baby. He wants it to be now. It really melted my heart. Every once in a while he makes comments like that that let me know that he has been longing for this baby just as much as me. It's a wonderful feeling and he is going to be such an amazing daddy.<br />
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With each day and each week that passes by, we talk about thankful we are that everything is going well. We pray for this baby and pregnancy each and every day and appreciate your prayers as well. Many people are saying that it probably won't be long and I will be feeling Baby Kuenzel kick -- I can't wait!! Stay tuned! :)<br />
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Oh and I've had quite a few people ask me already... Yes, I have started a pregnancy scrapbook album already! Are you surprised? :) Andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11175637873371412178noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837187352621002254.post-92056783442157371862014-06-16T19:32:00.000-05:002014-06-16T19:32:51.304-05:00Are you ready for a Baby Kuenzel? By now, many of you have heard that Ryan and I are expecting a baby! On Wednesday, I will officially be 15 weeks along and my due date is December 13, 2014. If you're one that gets into the hype about cool dates... this is one of them -- 12/13/14! For some reason, I have a hard time believing Baby Kuenzel will make his/her appearance on that day. I tend to run early and Ryan just does what I say, so I have a feeling that Baby Kuenzel will be born before that date. But I do think that would make a cool birth date, especially because it is the last sequential calendar date of this century! That is putting a lot of pressure on the baby (or me!) and he/she's not even born yet! :)<br />
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Ryan and I officially found out we were pregnant the very end of April. Many of you are aware of our previous pregnancy struggle (I'll talk about that another time) and know how ready and excited we were to have a child. I had a really hard time after what happened last time and I went a long time without taking a pregnancy test even though we were fairly certain that I was pregnant. All the signs were there so I took all necessary precautions and kept the thought in the back of my head. It ultimately kept the fear of what happened last time, that could definitely happen again this time, at bay. When we finally decided to test and got two positives -- we were over the moon excited and scared all in one! We had faith that this pregnancy would go great. <br />
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I was about 8 weeks pregnant when we found out and it was NOT easy keeping it from family. To say the least, many close family members found out right away. Many people were also very suspicious of me. The first two nights that we found out we were pregnant we spent with friends at my sister's house and then out for my best friend's birthday. I don't normally turn down drinks. Since I've announced, I have heard many "I knew its!" :)<br />
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Our first OB appointment was at 13 weeks because I did not have insurance with my new job until June 1. The appointment was great and the nurse practitioner did an ultrasound. She wasn't surprised when Baby Kuenzel couldn't fit on the screen and measured only at 11 weeks, 5 days. She immediately said that we needed to schedule an abdominal ultrasound to figure out the exact dates and size of the baby. <br />
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A few days later I had the ultrasound and it was just amazing. Baby Kuenzel measured at 13 weeks 6 days, 3cm long, and 3oz big! I still can't begin to explain how amazing these ultrasounds were - especially the second one. Tears rolled down my cheeks, I cried. It is beyond wonderful to see your baby's heartbeat and arms moving around after seeing an ultrasound with no movement or heartbeat. I'll never forget the feeling I had when I saw our baby moving around like that! <br />
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So here we are at almost 15 weeks. The baby's room work is in full swing. We've painted, put in new closet shelving, and we've got all the necessary furniture (changing table, crib, recliner chair, dresser, etc.). My next nemesis is definitely finding a daycare. Ugh. I am not enjoying this process already! I have been feeling great. My biggest issue is by far headaches, but I'll deal with them knowing I have a little miracle growing inside me -- which is still hard to believe! <br />
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We are so thankful for each and everyone of you who have congratulated us and sent us your prayers after last time and now for this journey. We sure have a lot to be thankful for and we can't wait to see where this miracle is going to bring us! Stay tuned! Andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11175637873371412178noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837187352621002254.post-86157216584607114742014-04-07T11:51:00.000-05:002014-04-07T11:51:18.573-05:002 more layouts to share Hello all! I hope you had a great weekend, I sure did! This morning I had a THIRD interview for the place that I would LOVE to work. She said that she was very impressed with my experience, our meeting today, as well as what everyone said about me last week... So I am hoping that means good things! She said they will let me know by the end of the week. I can't wait!! Ugh!<br />
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Anyways, here are two layouts I did a couple weeks ago!<br />
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This layout was from a Creative Scrappers sketch that I never got around to entering! I used a lot of Amy Tan Plus One as well as some of her Sketchbook collection since they go so well together! :) This is a different kind of layout for me, but I really like how it turned out! </div>
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I put together this layout very quickly of my husband and my niece. I love to scrap those two! I used papers from the Maggie Holmes Flea Market 6x6 pad and some goodies from my stash. </div>
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Thanks for stopping by! Keep your prayers coming! THANK YOU! </div>
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