tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88503730264228866732024-03-05T16:24:29.293-05:00♥ a country nest♥Caithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01650453769692192516noreply@blogger.comBlogger181125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8850373026422886673.post-23810678677192255662012-07-24T22:27:00.000-04:002012-07-24T22:27:16.067-04:00My Proudest Accomplishment<div align="center">In all my (almost) 23 years of life, this particular day topped the charts.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">I've had good days.</div><div align="center">I've had bad days.</div><div align="center">I've been proud.</div><div align="center">I've been ashamed.</div><div align="center">I've exceeded.</div><div align="center">I've failed.</div><div align="center">All of which have molded me into the unique person I am today.</div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div align="center">Since 2011, I've hit some major milestones in my little life.</div><div align="center">~ opened up and ran a functional brick and mortar storefront and two online websites</div><div align="center">~ graduated nursing school from GSU</div><div align="center">~ got married</div><div align="center">~ expecting our first baby</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">Saturday, I woke up at daylight to get ready for a test I've prepared for for months on end.</div><div align="center">The dreaded NCLEX (nursing licensure exam).</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">All the schooling and absolute H-E-double hockey sticks that you go through during nursing school and yes, you <em>still</em> have to take a national licensure examination to determine whether or not you can officially "practice" as a registered nurse. I guess it makes <em>some </em>sense, but all the tests and preparation during nursing school should suffice for something! If you don't pass this exam, you get no license. In which, you can't get a RN job. And basically, your entire four year degree = worthless.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">In saying all of this.. I failed the NCLEX on my first attempt.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">I waited until October 2011 to take it for the first time. From graduating in May, that was almost 6 months of no nursing refreshment. Mind you, my last semester of nursing school was complete in March. From March to May was my preceptorship and once that was complete, we waited for the day we would walk across the stage! My mind was very well occupied on planning a wedding and running my boutique during this time. I had been through two years of hellacious nursing school, and wanted to now focus on planning the wedding of my dreams and <em>then </em>buckle down and think about a future nursing career. </div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">Wrong choice.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">After waiting a month to finally get my results back, I got the dreaded call that I had not passed the examination. The NCLEX is comprised of a variety of questions. One can have as little as 75 or as many as 265. There's no rhyme or reason as to how many you will have other than the fact that you have to provide "minimal competency".. which you could gain at 75, 86, 165, or 265 - including anywhere in between. Each individual is different and it can cut off at any particular time. I've known students who passed at 75 and those who passed at 265. I've heard of those that failed at 75 and those that failed at 265 - I was that statistic. </div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">My first attempt resulted in the dreaded 265 question maximum and four hour time frame.</div><div align="center">Can you imagine?</div><div align="center">I probably lost consciousness around question 125, if not before.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">I felt like such a failure.</div><div align="center">It was embarassing.</div><div align="center">I hated to get asked the question "have you taken your nursing exam yet?" or "have you found a nursing job yet?" or even the funnest of them all "did you pass your NCLEX?!"</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">Ugh.</div><div align="center">Sigh.</div><div align="center">Hide my face.</div><div align="center">Puke.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">Growing up I did well in school. I didn't put forth much effort, but did enough to get by and did surprisingly well. So to fail such a big test was devastating for me as I had always had no struggles with school whatsoever.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">It took me 7 more months to gain enough courage and confidence in my ability to sign back up for a re-take.</div><div align="center">Balancing a store, two websites, a husband, family, friends, housework, life in general, and trying to study and re-teach myself the basics of nursing (a year later!!) was quite a challenge.</div><div align="center">Don't get me wrong, I'm not trying to toot my own horn by any means.</div><div align="center">I'm just being real and honest.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">I've cried. I've been uptight. I've hollered and became easily angered over teeny tiny things.</div><div align="center"> I've not been myself all because of this additional stress not passing this horrid test has brought upon me.</div><div align="center">It was intimidating.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">Not only did I feel like a complete idiot, but I felt like I had wasted a valuable college career studying something that would be of no worth to me.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">I had lost sight of my dream goals of one day becoming a NICU nurse, eventually a nurse practitioner, and maybe one day going back to teach other nursing students. With a nursing job, I would be able to provide for myself and my family, have insurance, benefits, and start a savings and retirement fund.</div><div align="center">All of these things were no longer in sight for me.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">Yesterday, I signed onto my account to check the status of the exam results from Saturday.</div><div align="center">Surprisingly, there on the side of the screen was the "quick results" tab I had hoped for but thought it would be another day or two before it become available.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">I immediately clicked on it and entered in my checking account information in order to recieve my results right then and there.</div><div align="center">After completing the information requested, my heart was pounding out of my chest and my hands were shaking and sweating.</div><div align="center"><br />
It felt like a life or death situation.</div><div align="center">The next click would either fill me with complete gratitude or break my heart into a million pieces.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">When I clicked that little "next" button on the bottom right of the screen,</div><div align="center">I couldn't believe my eyes.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">I had PASSED this test.</div><div align="center">I did it.</div><div align="center">I had studied my butt off for the past several, several months and all the hard work and dedication had finally paid off.</div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div align="center">Tears began streaming down my face.</div><div align="center">My hands were shaking so terribly that I could barely life my phone from the counter.</div><div align="center">I knew I wouldn't be able to talk if I attempted to call anyone, so I took a picture of the computer screen and forwarded out a text message to those who were anticipating the results.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">It felt SO good.</div><div align="center">I cry as I'm typing this because it makes me SO happy.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">I can now grasp those goals that I once admired and lived for.</div><div align="center">Although there are several different aspects of life that has changed for me since I made those goals years ago, I still hope to achieve them one day.</div><div align="center">Now, they seem possible.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">I look back and think, above all, God's timing is so perfect.</div><div align="center">We couldn't want such great news at a better time.</div><div align="center">With expecting a baby in December - the jobs we both currently possess, insurance isn't readily available. We've been stressing about this concept along with the fact that we will have another mouth to feed and provide for. With my income from my boutique a year into business, it isn't a whole lot.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">I hope to seek out a part-time or PRN nursing job close to home so that I can obtain some nursing experience and put this degree and hard earned work to good use.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">Things are beginning to finally look up and I couldn't feel more at ease with life at this time.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">-xoxoxo</div><div align="center"><br />
</div>♥Caithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01650453769692192516noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8850373026422886673.post-25540880793315902152012-07-23T20:57:00.000-04:002012-07-23T20:57:19.116-04:00...it's a GIRL!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR3O3A5Gy3oa19URmXdjwCJMGod0jAqM8poqzEIW5dQMAEfMGxio8cgvOd1s66wfIr9p_Hbg1juQ1Gal_xiMRAt9qGrb262QEogxv5nUJBub6aAStgHpNzxL7FjxLR06Vff82UzmVQzSw/s1600/July1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="250" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR3O3A5Gy3oa19URmXdjwCJMGod0jAqM8poqzEIW5dQMAEfMGxio8cgvOd1s66wfIr9p_Hbg1juQ1Gal_xiMRAt9qGrb262QEogxv5nUJBub6aAStgHpNzxL7FjxLR06Vff82UzmVQzSw/s400/July1.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center">Ok, ok, I give you permission to hate me for making you all wait so long to find out!</div><div align="center">I think 100% of the votes were Team CHLOE!</div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div align="center">Our guests were almost split down the middle between Team Blue and Team Pink.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">Everyone participated and some had left before we were able to snap the photo!</div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div align="center">The decor was to die for! So, so, so super cute..</div><div align="center">Jess did a FABULOUS job. Over the top all the way!</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">Since our gender scan appointment and gender reveal party were scheduled just 3 hours apart, Jess had to come up with something clever besides the normal cutting of a cake, biting into baked cupcakes, etc. </div><div align="center"><br />
My amazing friend, come up with THIS genius idea:</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">A "C" pinata!</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">Hand-made all the way.</div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div align="center">She filled it with regular (uncooked) peanuts.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">When she found out the gender, she painted ONE single peanut and placed it inside & gave it a good shake.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">The three Grandmothers were responsible for the actual "reveal" part.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">My Mom was blindfolded and given the paddle to take the first swings!</div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div align="center">Take 1 = FAIL</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">Mom swung a little high and knocked the pinata to the floor!</div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">So with some good, tall manly help we got it hung back up and ready for another lick! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPzHgs1PP3CBhhvUBFGLqIz1_Oaahz04TazuiglxipFXqfhyphenhyphenAM5rA5sBCzavCOV9Xo89nNG1ZsDJPbFXBqIr0CRuCAP7uCpaT-8deHiDv3q5pABhLtGXGRKpbFWTwfgdLd3yj8hAWP-JY/s1600/July5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPzHgs1PP3CBhhvUBFGLqIz1_Oaahz04TazuiglxipFXqfhyphenhyphenAM5rA5sBCzavCOV9Xo89nNG1ZsDJPbFXBqIr0CRuCAP7uCpaT-8deHiDv3q5pABhLtGXGRKpbFWTwfgdLd3yj8hAWP-JY/s640/July5.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center"> Y'all, if this was not the funniest thing ever! I was laughing so hard, I was crying.</div><div align="center">Everytime Mom took a swing, she would throw off the blindfold and scream "WHAT IS IT?!?!?!?" all while scanning the floor frantically looking for the one painted peanut!</div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div align="center"> No luck? Jess hid that bad boy pretty good!</div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div align="center">It was finally spotted!</div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div align="center">Lots of excitement, laughing, and hugging going on!</div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div align="center"><strong>Baby Chloe is loved by SO many already!</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>It was an incredible day.</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>We couldn't thank Jess enough for planning, hosting, and going the extra mile for us!</strong></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><strong>xoxoxo-</strong></div>♥Caithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01650453769692192516noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8850373026422886673.post-7459854721552075552012-07-19T13:54:00.001-04:002012-07-19T13:56:08.876-04:00Gender Reveal Sneak Peak<div align="center">Hello ladies!</div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div align="center">I'm working up the post for the Gender Reveal Party from yesterday!<strong> It was a HUGE success and SO much fun.</strong></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">In the meantime, I just had to share a sneak peak of the awesome set-up - thanks to my hometown friend <a href="http://ardjla.blogspot.com/"><strong>Jess</strong></a>. She planned & organized the ENTIRE thing. From invitations down to the food. We are so incredibly grateful for her and all that she has done for us. </div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">Our family and friends had a ball!</div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div align="center">{My conversation with Jess prior to spilling her the news! - She was the first to know since she was hosting the reveal 3 short hours later! Eeeeeek! Excitement!!}</div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Tell me what you think it is: </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Team <strong>Chloe</strong> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">or</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> Team <strong>Clayton</strong>?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<b>How far along? </b>18 weeks<br />
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<b>Baby Size?</b> size of a sweet potato<br />
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</div><b>Maternity Clothes?</b> not all are labeled "maternity", but I have had to buy a size up. I found it worthwhile at Target to purchase the flowy cotton skirts in several colors/patterns. They are not only super cute and cool during the summer heat, but also light weight and very comfortable.</div><div class="post-body entry-content"><br />
<b>Stretch Marks? </b>none so far. This week I could really feel my stomach tightening. It's the oddest feeling. Almost like you can feel your skin stretching. Scary!<br />
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<b> Sleep? </b>Not too bad this week. I'm still finding it easiest to sleep on my stomach. I have woke up numerous times lying on my back during the middle of the night and almost had a panic attack. They say once you reach the 2nd trimester, the uterus gets so large that it's unhealthy to lay flat on your back without it suppressing on the inferior vena cava and blocking blood flow to the lower portion of your body. So each time I wake and find myself in that position, I turn on my side immediately. Although it says it's fine that you wake up this way a few times a night, I still find it myself paranoid of the fact.</div><div class="post-body entry-content"><br />
<b> Best Moment this Week? </b>Spending time with family and friends for the 4th!<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><b>Miss anything?</b> nothing in particular.</div><br />
<b> Movement?</b> I was lying propped up in bed getting settled in and felt a few flutters in my lower abdomen midway between my hip bones.I'm not certain it was the baby moving just yet. It could've been gas bubbles, muscle spasms, etc. But, it definitely had my heart excitedly pumping for a few minutes regardless! </div><div class="post-body entry-content"><br />
<b> Food Cravings?</b> junk food. it didn't help this week contained a holiday which called for family gatherings, good cooking, and lots of sweets involved.<br />
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<b> Anything make you sick or queasy? </b>nope.<br />
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<b>Have you started to show yet?</b> yes. i'm not sure how I feel about it at this point. The scales frighten me every time I step on them, so I've found myself refraining from doing so in the last two weeks. So far, I'm not the one who looks to have a "basketball" ... mine is appearing more like a watermelon, lying sideways. Mixed emotions about this.<br />
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<b> Gender?</b> Won't know for certain until July 18th - follow along as we plan the gender reveal party! We're still both thinking it's a girl!<br />
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<b> Labor signs? </b>none, just lots of tugging, pulling, and aching going on again this week.<br />
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<b> Belly Button in or out? </b>in as of now. it's definitely changing shape & stretching out wider. you can see the outline of it when I wear a tight fitting shirt.<br />
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<b> Wedding Rings on or off?</b> on.<br />
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<b>Happy or Moody?</b> happy!<br />
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<b> Looking forward to? </b>Next week hitting the 20 weeks halfway mark & finding out if we are having a sweet baby girl or boy!</div></div><div class="main-outer"><div class="fauxborder-left main-fauxborder-left"><div class="region-inner main-inner"><div class="columns fauxcolumns"><div class="columns-inner"><div class="column-center-outer"><div class="column-center-inner"><div class="main section" id="main"><div class="widget Blog" id="Blog1"><div class="blog-posts hfeed"><div class="date-outer"><div class="date-posts"><div class="post-outer"></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>♥Caithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01650453769692192516noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8850373026422886673.post-27652512464364506352012-07-01T20:48:00.000-04:002012-07-01T20:48:03.875-04:00week 17.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB3RPK1LqBrM-0E25i0MMgq4uDGgjrXe69FCoULuoGTs8fMnZY6uvq3aWtWUenpDXt-nmVxeJ29XrhPVc21AbnXvr5QE10FmuW3DbjAmIlDgrQb-jdrvTbhZqY_GpFesHca8dmN81tF5c/s1600/KnockedUpButton_new.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><strong><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB3RPK1LqBrM-0E25i0MMgq4uDGgjrXe69FCoULuoGTs8fMnZY6uvq3aWtWUenpDXt-nmVxeJ29XrhPVc21AbnXvr5QE10FmuW3DbjAmIlDgrQb-jdrvTbhZqY_GpFesHca8dmN81tF5c/s1600/KnockedUpButton_new.jpg" /></strong></a></div><strong><br />
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<strong>How far along? </strong>17 weeks<br />
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<strong>Baby Size?</strong> size of an onion - Baby continues to beef up. Now she's about 5.1 inches long and weighs about 5.9 ounces. <br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><strong>Total Weight Gain/Loss?</strong> 7lbs.</div><strong>Maternity Clothes?</strong> wouldn't ya know.. I went shopping this week! *sigh* It was bittersweet. I hit up Target since it's the top clothing store I've heard recommendations about. Overall, it was a pleasant experience. I ended up with 3 pairs of shorts, 5 tanks, 2 tees, 4 skirts, and a pair of capri's all for less than $200. The best thing about it? The capri's were the only thing labeled "maternity". The others were all drawstring or stretchy material. Score!<br />
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<strong>Stretch Marks? </strong>none so far.<br />
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<strong> Sleep? </strong>A little better this week. Stomach sleeping is still the best right now.<br />
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<strong> Best Moment this Week?</strong> Shopping for new clothes! <br />
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</div><strong> Movement?</strong> not yet, but it should be relatively soon!<br />
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<strong> Food Cravings?</strong> anything fried.<br />
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<strong> Anything make you sick or queasy? </strong>nope.<br />
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<strong>Have you started to show yet?</strong> indeed. it's nothing for someone to walk up and make a comment about my every growing belly nowadays.<br />
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<strong> Gender?</strong> Won't know for certain until July 18th - follow along as we plan the gender reveal party! We're still both thinking it's a girl!<br />
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<strong> Labor signs? </strong>none, just lots of tugging, pulling, and aching going on.<br />
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<strong> Belly Button in or out? </strong>in as of now. it's definitely changing shape & stretching out wider. you can see the outline of it when I wear a tight fitting shirt.<br />
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<strong> Wedding Rings on or off?</strong> on.<br />
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<strong>Happy or Moody?</strong> happy!<br />
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<strong> Looking forward to? </strong>designing and decorating the nursery! Currently, we are loving these color options: <br />
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<strong>How far along? </strong>16 weeks<strong><br />
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<strong>Baby Size?</strong> an avacado - speaking of an avacado, this past weekend while eating out at a local Mexican restaurant I opted to try out Cliff's side dish of guacamole for his fajitas. Lo and behold, that stuff was delicious! I'm not sure why I've never tried it until now! Yet, I vaguely remember trying it years and years ago and it having an awful bitter taste. So maybe it was just a mental block for me until this past weekend? Who knows. All I know is I will be ordering a side dish of my own next time we opt to eat Mexican.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><strong>Total Weight Gain/Loss?</strong> 7 lbs - Dr visit on Wednesday proved I have gained an additional few pounds since the last visit. First OB appointment back in April starting weight was around 135. I am now... 142. Ouch. I've never seen the 140's. It's a little terrifying for me. </div><br />
<strong>Maternity Clothes?</strong> still a no.<br />
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<strong>Stretch Marks? </strong>none so far.<br />
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<strong> Sleep? </strong>off and on. I found myslef waking up on average three times a night. I get up usually one out of the three to use the bathroom and the rest I wake myself up from tossing and turning constantly. This week, I struggled getting back to sleep after the current wake-up. It's almost taking me an hour each time to fall back asleep. Not cool.<br />
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<strong> Best Moment this Week?</strong> Hearing our baby's heartbeat on the doppler! The heart rate was at 162. According to the ole' wives tales, fast heart rate over 140 means it's a little girl! We shall see!<br />
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<strong> Movement?</strong> none. feeling a little more tugging and pulling this week. can definitely feel the round ligament pain when i move a certain way too fast. Doc said it shouldn't be too much longer before I begin to feel the first few flutters!<br />
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<strong> Food Cravings?</strong> mexican food. chocolate milk. tomatoes. no, not all at once. haven't hit that stage just yet.<br />
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<strong> Anything make you sick or queasy? </strong>nada, I've been rather fortunate I haven't had any bouts with sickness. This week and last, I noticed an increase in headaches.. something I <strong><em>never </em></strong>experience. Actually, just a few weeks ago I told a friend I hardly have ever dealt with headaches before. Obviously, I forgot to knock on wood because they decided to come and stay a while. Doc recommended Tylenol Extra Strength to take care of them and then prescribed me an additional drug of choice in case the Tylenol didn't do the job. I walked out of the pharmacy on Friday with prenatal vitamins, tylenol, and some new facial wipes to help out with this hormonal-affected face of mine.<br />
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<strong>Have you started to show yet?</strong> yes'm. some days it seems bigger than others. guess it depends on how much of an appetite i have for that particular day.<br />
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<strong> Gender?</strong> Won't know for certain until July 18th - follow along as we plan the gender reveal party!<br />
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<strong> Labor signs? </strong>none.<br />
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<strong> Belly Button in or out? </strong>in.<br />
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<strong> Wedding Rings on or off?</strong> on.<br />
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<strong> Happy or Moody?</strong> happy!<br />
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<strong> Looking forward to? </strong>Feeling the first movements & baby shopping!♥Caithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01650453769692192516noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8850373026422886673.post-22355537538769314882012-06-22T14:06:00.002-04:002012-06-22T14:08:02.437-04:00Five Question Friday<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Playing along today with <a href="http://fivecrookedhalos.blogspot.com/2012/06/five-question-friday-62212.html">My Little Life</a> for 5QF!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-size: large;"><em>Happy Friday, friends!</em></span></strong></div>♥Caithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01650453769692192516noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8850373026422886673.post-38601407038953889092012-06-21T20:10:00.001-04:002012-06-21T20:13:58.526-04:00currently<div style="text-align: center;">I ran across this fun link-up <strong><em>last week</em> </strong>through Jamie at <a href="http://littledaisymay.blogspot.com/2012/06/currently.html"><b>This Kind of Love</b></a>. Although I'm not a very 'active' blogger and don't keep up with all the link-up's and such, I still thought this was a fun idea and looked forward to participating this week. Looks like Jennifer, the blog link-up host, is out for vacay and won't be doing it this week unfortunately. But since I worked diligently on it, I'm going to post it anyhow..</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">{this is a must watch every Monday night. yet, this season is becoming very boring to us!}</div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 18px; line-height: 24px; text-align: center;"></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 18px; line-height: 24px; text-align: center;"><b>current needs</b></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 18px; line-height: 24px; text-align: center;">maternity clothing.</div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 18px; line-height: 24px; text-align: center;"><b>current banes of my existence</b></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 18px; line-height: 24px; text-align: center;">studying for the NCLEX.</div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 18px; line-height: 24px; text-align: center;"><b>current celebrity crush</b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQF0V1hrvYPPt58XEJ6jUNBP4CojJKVkfNO6HfHqHzt1b3BUBw7iQyaE2sj-CXKBngYIq47ibobxC9Z1LmynO3WFnLhWNV-RYsf2SEoUYVX86zWBALGqC8jXRORrRVry7YiH9eIMnTMR0/s1600/miranda-blake-cma-2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="285" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQF0V1hrvYPPt58XEJ6jUNBP4CojJKVkfNO6HfHqHzt1b3BUBw7iQyaE2sj-CXKBngYIq47ibobxC9Z1LmynO3WFnLhWNV-RYsf2SEoUYVX86zWBALGqC8jXRORrRVry7YiH9eIMnTMR0/s400/miranda-blake-cma-2011.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 18px; line-height: 24px; text-align: center;"></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 18px; line-height: 24px; text-align: center;">{Blake and Miranda - LOVE them}</div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 18px; line-height: 24px; text-align: center;"></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 18px; line-height: 24px; text-align: center;"><b>current #1 blessing</b></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 18px; line-height: 24px; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipjeNHD3XkNbqeXrSJIuALo_ggqpZEZRud3eB9BPb7LK8E91GNMliZQNRY9z4a-zPyLU_wFIpEBvkWWu5H1mVYZ611r_kcOaeFirSN6SngWxIeWq7YcZ5wVxAC80jOC3_LwZ4j8JfCHt8/s1600/2012-05-07+16.26.45.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipjeNHD3XkNbqeXrSJIuALo_ggqpZEZRud3eB9BPb7LK8E91GNMliZQNRY9z4a-zPyLU_wFIpEBvkWWu5H1mVYZ611r_kcOaeFirSN6SngWxIeWq7YcZ5wVxAC80jOC3_LwZ4j8JfCHt8/s320/2012-05-07+16.26.45.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 18px; line-height: 24px; text-align: center;"></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 18px; line-height: 24px; text-align: center;">{our baby!}</div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 18px; line-height: 24px; text-align: center;"><b>current indulgence</b></div><div align="center">Hunt's Brothers Pepperoni Pizza</div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 18px; line-height: 24px; text-align: center;"></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 18px; line-height: 24px; text-align: center;"><b>current outfit</b><br />
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i'm adding some blonde. getting tired of being a total brunette, i need a summer color!</div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 18px; line-height: 24px; text-align: center;"><br />
<b>current mood</b><br />
happy! we got to hear our baby's heartbeat yesterday. now looking forward to planning our gender reveal partay with Jess. invites have been ordered and being sent out very soon. that's something to be happy about!<b><br />
</b></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 18px; line-height: 24px; text-align: center;"><b>current favorite quote or verse</b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_mfZZHP-8TNFAIZeNlU43HgMx1Tut3vX__tbb8ySpxtB0HrnJwb_r0fNQZCeGJ139cFN8vt7UE5KGWMR3kAR1SYKwVi8LBfG2O3bOnOrPi-8sSe7uk3YneMqXBJrSQPG6C83ZWDiQGgk/s1600/52105199_kRaIyHYV_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_mfZZHP-8TNFAIZeNlU43HgMx1Tut3vX__tbb8ySpxtB0HrnJwb_r0fNQZCeGJ139cFN8vt7UE5KGWMR3kAR1SYKwVi8LBfG2O3bOnOrPi-8sSe7uk3YneMqXBJrSQPG6C83ZWDiQGgk/s400/52105199_kRaIyHYV_c.jpg" width="285" /></a></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 18px; line-height: 24px; text-align: center;">{via Pinterest}</div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 18px; line-height: 24px; text-align: center;"></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 18px; line-height: 24px; text-align: center;"><b>current wishlist item</b></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 18px; line-height: 24px; text-align: center;"></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 18px; line-height: 24px; text-align: center;">the wand.<br />
have you seen these things? they're incredible.<br />
my friend's hair looks amazing after using this bad boy.<br />
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it looks like a curling iron, yet it has no clip.<br />
instead you use this to wrap the hair around the "wand"<br />
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go <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qsb5YjJHsiE">here</a> to watch a video tutorial via youtube<br />
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</div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 18px; line-height: 24px; text-align: center;"><b>current favorite product(s)</b></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 18px; line-height: 24px; text-align: center;">Mary Kay Extra Emollient Night Cream</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhImP8vnAs2-og_vnOS3fUv6RHhF1nk9F3BUkaT4Elv1RXwdtPKJFxhZ7uHSH44ORYR9dpYi3ITyIkP9nYx6Vc6dWoESpf3uTwkkSVB0_Avkb5zRAKgMDWzOPX-FCzpjJISLOrdQ-xzJJk/s1600/137.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhImP8vnAs2-og_vnOS3fUv6RHhF1nk9F3BUkaT4Elv1RXwdtPKJFxhZ7uHSH44ORYR9dpYi3ITyIkP9nYx6Vc6dWoESpf3uTwkkSVB0_Avkb5zRAKgMDWzOPX-FCzpjJISLOrdQ-xzJJk/s1600/137.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">LOVE this stuff. I've been working on the same teeny container for 3, probably 4 years now. I use it every night before I go to bed on my lips. It keeps them moisturized for the entire next day. No chap stick can compare!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Hope you all have had a terrific THURSDAY!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Cheers to Friday & the weekend ahead- xoxo</div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 18px; line-height: 24px; text-align: center;"></div>♥Caithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01650453769692192516noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8850373026422886673.post-44179041265709567412012-06-18T10:00:00.001-04:002012-06-18T10:00:15.345-04:00Week 15<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB3RPK1LqBrM-0E25i0MMgq4uDGgjrXe69FCoULuoGTs8fMnZY6uvq3aWtWUenpDXt-nmVxeJ29XrhPVc21AbnXvr5QE10FmuW3DbjAmIlDgrQb-jdrvTbhZqY_GpFesHca8dmN81tF5c/s1600/KnockedUpButton_new.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><strong><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB3RPK1LqBrM-0E25i0MMgq4uDGgjrXe69FCoULuoGTs8fMnZY6uvq3aWtWUenpDXt-nmVxeJ29XrhPVc21AbnXvr5QE10FmuW3DbjAmIlDgrQb-jdrvTbhZqY_GpFesHca8dmN81tF5c/s1600/KnockedUpButton_new.jpg" /></strong></a></div><strong><br />
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<strong>How far along? </strong>15 weeks<strong><br />
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<strong>Baby Size?</strong> navel orange<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><strong>Total Weight Gain/Loss?</strong> 4 lbs</div><br />
<strong>Maternity Clothes?</strong> I've yet to buy the first article of clothing from the maternity section.<br />
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<strong>Stretch Marks? </strong>none so far.<br />
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<strong> Sleep? </strong>this week was better than last. the breast tenderness is finally easing up a bit, so it was a little more comfortable sleeping on my stomach this week. i still continue to toss and turn constantly. cliff says i'm all over the place.<br />
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<strong> Best Moment this Week?</strong> Celebrating Cliff as a Father-To-Be on<strong> </strong>Father's Day! We took the boat out to St. Catherine's Island with his Dad and family. <br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong>Miss anything? </strong>hot baths. I loooove to take a long, hot steamy bubble bath every so often and this week I was dying to just lay down in a tub filled with water and relax. So, I did. Except, it wasn't steamy hot water. Instead it was lukewarm & filled only halfway up so my belly wasn't completely submerged. I lit a few candles, had the bubbles filled to the top, and propped my feet up on the ledge. It didn't last long since I was scared to chance the odds of making my body temperature rise, even though it was cooler water than I shower in, and it effecting the baby. Oh, and beer. Of course, my two favorite beverages would combine to make what is the new "Bud Light Lime-a-rita" in the midst of my pregnancy during the sweldering hot, summer days. I've heard lots of hype about these from friends & family. And no, I have not had or plan to have a single sip of alcohol during this pregnancy. </div><br />
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<strong> Movement?</strong> none.<br />
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<strong> Food Cravings?</strong> mashed potatoes. <br />
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<strong> Anything make you sick or queasy? </strong>nada.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong>Have you started to show yet?</strong> I'd say yes. I had several family members and random people tell me last week.. "oh look, you're finally getting a little belly!" I'm thinking.. what are yall talking about? It looks feels to me like I've had one for weeks now. For those that wouldn't know, it probably comes off as if I've just gained a few extra pounds!</div><br />
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<strong> Gender?</strong> we both feel like it's a girl. counting down the days until our gender appointment exactly four weeks away - july 18th.<br />
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<strong> Labor signs? </strong>none.<br />
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<strong> Belly Button in or out? </strong>in.<br />
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<strong> Wedding Rings on or off?</strong> on.<br />
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<strong> Happy or Moody? </strong>this week was a bit on the moody side. i blame it on the rainy weather. it rained every day last week, which put me in a drag. i feel better about this upcoming week! bring on the sun!<br />
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<strong> Looking forward to? </strong>our appointment on Wednesday! Just another quick check-up and doppler of the baby's heartbeat.♥Caithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01650453769692192516noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8850373026422886673.post-19972195487128947112012-06-15T18:00:00.000-04:002012-06-15T18:00:09.760-04:00wedding festivities {& picture overload}<div style="text-align: center;">Last weekend, one of my besties from childhood tied the knot to her high school sweetheart!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">The wedding & reception was held in downtown Savannah at the Mariott! Beautiful place.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Since I was a bridesmaid, I wasn't able to snag any pictures of the ceremony unfortunately. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I stole this one from Jess - who by the way - was the Wedding Coordinator and did a FABULOUS, fabulous job :)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Rehearsal dinner was held at Skyler's downtown. Very romantic setting!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I'm a sucker for white Christmas lighting and fancy votive candles EVERYWHERE.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">It was gorgeous.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And the food was amazingly good. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Lightly battered chicken breast, steamed vegetables, and an angel hair pasta? </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">You can't go wrong with that choice.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<div align="center">{Me, Jess, and Rach (high school friend & hair stylist) at the rehearsal dinner}</div><div align="center"><br />
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<div align="center">{Lacey, Rachel's babygirl, stuck me against the wall while playing 'hide-n-go-seek' and said 'stay right here, just like this'. }</div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Thank goodness for Cliff's baby sister Madison, who is.. 15.. or I would not have been wearing this cute little number I have on.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I freaked out Wednesday night when I realized I was two days away from the rehearsal with nothing in my closet to wear.. cute, of course.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My dearest Madison heard my frustration cry & came to my rescue.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I walked in to work Thursday morning to a stack of about 10 a-d-orable dresses waiting to be tried on.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I owe her big time.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">{beautiful friend, Ashley!}</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">You can't see my heels, however, I was stressing about those as well. I'm a flip-flop all the time kinda girl & haven't bought cute heels since I don't know when. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Friday afternoon (yes, before rehearsal), I sweet talked Cliff into leaving a little early and stopping by a shoe department store on the way. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I walked out of there with 2 pairs for $50!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Reg. $34.99, on sale for $15.99, got an additional 50% off</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong>Total price: $7.99</strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Orginally, I walked in looking for these. I actually wanted the closed toe, but they didn't have me size.</div><div style="text-align: center;">After walking in these for half an hour, I was dying already.</div><div style="text-align: center;">They need some serious breaking in.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">{Decorating the table settings after the rehearsal dinner.}</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong>Bachelorette fun: masquerade theme</strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">A few weekends back, we hit the Opera Club in Atlanta for the Bachelorette getaway! </div><div style="text-align: center;">a little shopping, lots of eating, and a night out on the town.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Have a great weekend!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div>♥Caithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01650453769692192516noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8850373026422886673.post-11533848938028938102012-06-10T16:24:00.002-04:002012-06-11T09:49:19.015-04:00Week 14<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIg8nmBhz4dE7mn4TRTyXic6M47nSBEzxUkCskMzFa4dbvO1Gs3B8OpTo8jpQXpfT-vQ7hqtafGubso9g01nqYK1RzrMi_Dgl-o5QMipJhNnDbPCcEjBm_rNYJO11f43fVqQ7DrYsylbI/s1600/KnockedUpButton_new.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIg8nmBhz4dE7mn4TRTyXic6M47nSBEzxUkCskMzFa4dbvO1Gs3B8OpTo8jpQXpfT-vQ7hqtafGubso9g01nqYK1RzrMi_Dgl-o5QMipJhNnDbPCcEjBm_rNYJO11f43fVqQ7DrYsylbI/s1600/KnockedUpButton_new.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">These updates are going to be a little more detailed than the last series.</div><br />
<strong>How far along? </strong>14 Weeks<br />
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<strong>Baby Size? </strong>At week 14, baby is 3.4 inches and 1.5 ounces, he's almost doubled in weight since last week and keeps on growing. <br />
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<strong>Total Weight Gain/Loss? </strong>4lbs<br />
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<strong>Maternity Clothes? </strong>Not yet, but I am on the search for some good, decently priced maternity stores! Any recommendations are welcome!<br />
<strong>Stretch Marks? </strong>None so far. I've been rubbing the belly butter in threatened areas a few times per week.<br />
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<strong>Sleep? </strong>Already uncomfortable. The problem is, I sleep on my stomach. It's the only way I can go to sleep and the position I sleep in for probably 90% of the night. I can tell a difference already in my belly, which makes it uncomfortable to lay flat. I've been using an extra pillow and propping half of my stomach up on the edge of it. Regardless, I'm tossing and turning constantly.<br />
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<strong>Best Moment this Week? </strong>Cliff kissed my belly for the 1st time.<br />
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<strong>Miss anything? </strong>Nope.<br />
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<strong>Movement?</strong> None.<br />
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<strong>Food Cravings? </strong>Not anything in particular. I've been loving Japanese food & apple juice.<br />
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<strong>Anything make you sick or queasy? </strong>Nope.<br />
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<strong>Have you started to show yet? </strong>Yes. Cliff and I can definitely tell. Other people say, "you can tell a <em>little</em> bit".<br />
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<strong>Gender? </strong>We both would prefer to have a boy first. But, we are just wishing and praying for a healthy baby.. we don't care about the gender!<br />
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<strong>Labor signs? </strong>None.<br />
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<strong>Belly Button in or out?</strong> In as of now.<br />
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<strong>Wedding Rings on or off? </strong>On.<br />
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<strong>Happy or Moody? </strong>Happy, I would say. Just tired... which I guess could make me moody when I don't get my sleep! <br />
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<strong>Looking forward to? </strong>Feeling the baby kick!<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSlWLIvsqqqfPTDiQXo27cAhWnFlqsPqT85Uma8Ayi8fEkvJHiEZOniLY9tuXy0jUSckZdlvQ4MJ4z9VXas0urcDYPB0JFalxi6OnsVozwa6dpdcY7b8Yg6jL_7JIeQ_i_MGzWWkPpCXg/s1600/2012-06-08+10.02.35.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSlWLIvsqqqfPTDiQXo27cAhWnFlqsPqT85Uma8Ayi8fEkvJHiEZOniLY9tuXy0jUSckZdlvQ4MJ4z9VXas0urcDYPB0JFalxi6OnsVozwa6dpdcY7b8Yg6jL_7JIeQ_i_MGzWWkPpCXg/s400/2012-06-08+10.02.35.jpg" width="243" /></a></div><div align="center"></div>♥Caithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01650453769692192516noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8850373026422886673.post-89533673233427214762012-06-06T12:46:00.000-04:002012-06-06T12:46:25.425-04:00Weeks 1-13<div style="text-align: center;">Well HELLO everyone! Long time, no talk eh? </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">The last 12 months have been a whirlwind. Several gigantic trials, tribulations, and blessings have arised along the way. One day, when I feel the urge to spill out my heart.. I hope to share my story. Until then, I will start with the most recent of these occurrences because it's the one with the biggest blessing involved.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Three months ago, I was completely stressed out to the max. After several days of worrying and wondering, I opted to upgrade from the cheaper versions and buy one of these..</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Are you shocked?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Yes, we were. I think we still are actually.</div><div style="text-align: center;"> I'm 14 weeks as of Monday.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Time is flying right on by.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
I want to give an update from weeks 1-13 combined in a single post to keep track & record all of the tiny details of this new adventure in our lives.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
*Beware: some of the information is not what I would call "pleasant". But, it's still the truth.. and I want to look back one day and laugh about it all.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Shall we begin?</div><div style="text-align: center;">----------------------------------------------------------------------------------</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong>First day of last menstrual cycle:</strong> February 27th, 2012</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong>Approximate conception date:</strong> March 12, 2012</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong>First positive pregnancy test</strong>: Friday March 30, 2012</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong>How many pregnancy tests taken</strong>: 4 (week of missed period, all negative) - 4 positive from Friday-Sunday.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3XU7JkN2CtxhjAkhgPhMav3ByKdE4xBMvpq7pi0Dk8UPBxXb8q8gzkWTFGposa-jjV0rxDyjkl7VWOaEEckW-4_xhHEsCqMkEAkWbcjBKBhIfy84sj1yMo4pxV8YLPBRwyWhnlLim9uU/s1600/AC7B97816CB64BA8AD144D602A9A5988.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3XU7JkN2CtxhjAkhgPhMav3ByKdE4xBMvpq7pi0Dk8UPBxXb8q8gzkWTFGposa-jjV0rxDyjkl7VWOaEEckW-4_xhHEsCqMkEAkWbcjBKBhIfy84sj1yMo4pxV8YLPBRwyWhnlLim9uU/s1600/AC7B97816CB64BA8AD144D602A9A5988.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong>How far along</strong>: roughly 4 weeks </div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong>Told Cliff:</strong> March 30, 2012</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong>Told parents:</strong> March 31, 2012</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong>Scheduled 1st prenatal appointment</strong>: April 11, 2012 at 2:30 pm</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong>symptoms</strong>: no appetite, sore breasts, nausea before meals</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong>1st Appointment Recap:</strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong>Weight:</strong> ~128-130 - I can't remember exactly.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">When we arrived at the appointment, we were immediately called back in no time.</div><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The ultrasound technician met us halfway and said that we would be doing the ultrasound prior to the visit with the Doc. </div><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-My heart sank-</div><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I was SO nervous.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPArEs58gMEPZuBWhvrg5VFCWG58wuPv5YNxwLrOuDWYALbKdzNVwFiZayR_gXKUpiiwqP1EYKBDkxfr6Ne84SR3KZEEObpVoG15AsEmP5Hp6fwBiKWU3FFfrSgP64fhthD7S2NKWs-Xc/s1600/2012-04-11+15.03.30.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPArEs58gMEPZuBWhvrg5VFCWG58wuPv5YNxwLrOuDWYALbKdzNVwFiZayR_gXKUpiiwqP1EYKBDkxfr6Ne84SR3KZEEObpVoG15AsEmP5Hp6fwBiKWU3FFfrSgP64fhthD7S2NKWs-Xc/s400/2012-04-11+15.03.30.jpg" width="366" /></a></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This was us waiting to be called back.</div><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Going in to the exam, we had no idea how far along we were. When I called to schedule the appointment, the nurse asked when the first day of my last menstrual cycle was. Because I always keep track of it in my phone, I was able to recall the exact date right away. She scheduled our appointment for what we thought would be approximately 6 weeks along. She said we should be able to see the gestational sac, the yolk sac, and a baby by this time. </div><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Meanwhile, I get undressed and plop up on the exam table wrapped in a sheet from the bottom down while Cliff sat to my left in a chair. Poor thing, he didn't have a clue what to expect. I should've filled him in a little more on what to look for on the screen above.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">The nurse does her thing and within seconds, I saw the little sac I was so immensly hoping to see pop up on the screen. I breathed a sigh of relief. However, I didn't see anything inside of it. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-My heart sank again-</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I knew exactly what I was looking for. Not only did I research what an ultrasound would look like at 6 weeks, but I do have a little bit of nursing background and could tell that something wasn't right.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">The nurse looked at me and asked "are you sure your last cycle date was February 27th?"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">'Yes ma'am', I said.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">'Well, here you're only measuring at 4 weeks 5 days. Your date must be off a little. I can see the gestational sac and the yolk sac, which is good.. but it's still too small for it to be around 6 weeks like we thought.'</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">'I'm pretty confident on the date. Around 99% positive actually. '</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">"Ok, we will check back at the next appointment to see it's progess", she said.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">After visiting with the Doc, he made it clear that all looked well. He didn't seemed too concerned with the fact that the baby was measuring a week and a half behind the calculated date. He said it could be one of two things: 1) ovulated & implated later or 2) date of last menstrual cycle was wrong.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I knew the date wasn't wrong, so I hoped and prayed that I must've ovulated later than expected since my cycles hadn't been regular for about 8 months anyhow. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">My fear was that the baby was not progressing like it should be.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I worried. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I probably worried myself sick for the next few weeks actually... </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Cliff was SO funny about it all. Like I said above, I really should've filled him in a little more-so than what I did. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Our nurse wasn't the best she could be. She actually didn't mutter much more than asking about the menstrual date and telling us it was measuring later than expected. She didn't describe anything nor did she tell us what we were looking at really.. More or less, she sucked. Seriously.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">After the ultrasound, Cliff looked at me and said</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">"okkk.. so what does that mean? Are you pregnant or not?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Almost rolling off of the exam table laughing so hard, I said "yes, silly! You didn't see that black circle thing on the screen?! That's the baby's sac. You know, where it starts growing!"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">His response, "yea, I guess. But, there's no baby. Soo.. you're not really pregnant yet."</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Yall, it was the funniest thing. He just couldn't grasp the idea of it yet.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I think he really wanted to, but it just wasn't sinking in at the time.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I laughed uncontrollably.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong>Due Date:</strong> Doc didn't give us one yet, but it should be around December 14th according to these measurements.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong>Belly Pic:</strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVTYIBwbn6morQ7QzWEDJmAswb4uf-gAYx4Lo6Ujuz2BB8kW-YHAqkbmKVE8-rs0Zshyl6qiCjDcwn8897wadLKoWHBHo_iemn6KI3PlBTH3OP6HqDWWswYHRm7uSy3XhlHJJYnZb4yMo/s1600/F10B41D534E4402091FEEB7632D60750.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVTYIBwbn6morQ7QzWEDJmAswb4uf-gAYx4Lo6Ujuz2BB8kW-YHAqkbmKVE8-rs0Zshyl6qiCjDcwn8897wadLKoWHBHo_iemn6KI3PlBTH3OP6HqDWWswYHRm7uSy3XhlHJJYnZb4yMo/s1600/F10B41D534E4402091FEEB7632D60750.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><u>5 weeks:</u></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong>Experiencing any symptoms?</strong>: fatigue, nausea (very little), tender breasts - looks like I've gotten a serious boob job, for real. I can feel them becoming heavier & fuller. Facial acne has actually began to clear up slightly and looks better now than it has in two years.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong>Any scary episodes?</strong>: brown discharge (April 2) </div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong>How do you feel?</strong>: anxious, nervous, scared, fear of miscarriage</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I purchased my first baby item. Well, I guess you could call it that anyhow.. it is "baby" related.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMeuKWYdHKjw8TqT2hOzOi7OLAlpaagGD1S2TObpTKXiWi-fGZ4MIZSUFvq6Ztzy21dzeeGp1TLn4P5on4IHlSKI388q5s4-djcWlYdocS9su9p3T031Pi2LWTjE2sRbAB2UYvmHXbifA/s1600/baby1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="492" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMeuKWYdHKjw8TqT2hOzOi7OLAlpaagGD1S2TObpTKXiWi-fGZ4MIZSUFvq6Ztzy21dzeeGp1TLn4P5on4IHlSKI388q5s4-djcWlYdocS9su9p3T031Pi2LWTjE2sRbAB2UYvmHXbifA/s640/baby1.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">This book is awesome! I highly recommend it to any of your pregnany ladies who want to document and keep track of everything going on.</div><div style="text-align: center;">It has questions to answer, pages to put a copy of your ultrasound images, journal space to write, etc.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I bought my copy off of amazon.com for less than $10.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsRcxqG7-BVc5LCppHICGHNhL9Y0CVFKt5Ea1G15i2yz_ovfMpR3_Vo2UAo-cnAkelCfqaHObCK3I1MxgRPB5yjXPP5e2DyDkRGY5uKbtKPMxeKDW8YZgdIFMg58jpxHuygOabOR4cQIw/s1600/F0621943CBA6418C9A29AB366681C030.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsRcxqG7-BVc5LCppHICGHNhL9Y0CVFKt5Ea1G15i2yz_ovfMpR3_Vo2UAo-cnAkelCfqaHObCK3I1MxgRPB5yjXPP5e2DyDkRGY5uKbtKPMxeKDW8YZgdIFMg58jpxHuygOabOR4cQIw/s1600/F0621943CBA6418C9A29AB366681C030.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><u>6 weeks:</u></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
Symptoms are pretty much the same as last week. Lots of bloating, belching, and more.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I got a sweet gift from a friend!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji8ydcnnAWrsJ4FGPcLy8ibDdbltb1YkD5RSqHa8AcEkkvRu8DcVDxrfX4WXeKCWunrTuvbF5r8thP9nWv7Qfo2-1LZ_ax7G-u-GYYkk6QsUHjkWTwcj4Jfj0AFMXmOeQS9jKgCxzAiAU/s1600/2012-04-18+15.04.21.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji8ydcnnAWrsJ4FGPcLy8ibDdbltb1YkD5RSqHa8AcEkkvRu8DcVDxrfX4WXeKCWunrTuvbF5r8thP9nWv7Qfo2-1LZ_ax7G-u-GYYkk6QsUHjkWTwcj4Jfj0AFMXmOeQS9jKgCxzAiAU/s400/2012-04-18+15.04.21.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">From Jess over at <a href="http://ardjla.blogspot.com/">Stilettos & A Fishing Pole</a> to be exact!</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">How cute is the tag & bag? She's awesome.</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9IkgyLuo2152bDqzxfJNCf5xrgGhej05Vpg0g-tyZJTLflrIsG3A3fBi57mCiqsGuAEd-9ebNo0sdhfMMrKa3o6h8_sGt9L74nbATrWaXDMS4OURzqDaNgnjRYukUcZfTjMSeGgtycqg/s1600/baby2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="492" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9IkgyLuo2152bDqzxfJNCf5xrgGhej05Vpg0g-tyZJTLflrIsG3A3fBi57mCiqsGuAEd-9ebNo0sdhfMMrKa3o6h8_sGt9L74nbATrWaXDMS4OURzqDaNgnjRYukUcZfTjMSeGgtycqg/s640/baby2.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">TOO funny. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The book is paperback, and unknowingly, after she writes the message on the inside front cover does she realize it totally bled through. Hilarious!</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Again, another recommendation. This book is full of belly laughs, just as it says! Jenny McCarthy is a nut to begin with & this book tells all.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJcl-MxuTBXDfvGQaDQ6IPRe0_eOAEdIYe17BGV0wxqcNRIJMIbT8aZpept-a32u2ZFkw_K0K0LFpmYqYEyYC3gCHtbsN-2HJleg1DMEjxWb9tFSUqXl0m-6RJ_xjsa2ajzskkK2ns_xo/s1600/678919912A0C4331AE23532C58656B67.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJcl-MxuTBXDfvGQaDQ6IPRe0_eOAEdIYe17BGV0wxqcNRIJMIbT8aZpept-a32u2ZFkw_K0K0LFpmYqYEyYC3gCHtbsN-2HJleg1DMEjxWb9tFSUqXl0m-6RJ_xjsa2ajzskkK2ns_xo/s1600/678919912A0C4331AE23532C58656B67.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><u>7 weeks:</u></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
<strong>Experiencing any symptoms?</strong>: hunger, hunger, hunger. I can't seem to get enough food. My stomach literally growls minutes after I feed it. I've always loved food, but I'm realizing that my hunger is becoming unaffordable! I want to eat constantly. Any and everything in sight. </div><div style="text-align: center;">..And gas. Serious gas. Bloating, belching, and more. You can use your imagination.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I don't know if it's certain foods I am eating or if it's literally having to do with the fact some of these hormones are slowing down my digestive tract causing decreased motility in the bowel & more toxins to be released into my body causing.. you guessed it.. more GAS. It's horrid.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong>Any scary episodes?</strong>: More spotting -</div><div style="text-align: center;">Started on April 17th: light pink in color, very scarce amount, only when wiping.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Continued to the 18th and turned dark brown in color. Little heavier than the previous day. But still not enough to notice on my panties. Around 7 p.m. that night, I had just finished eating supper and drew my legs up to my chest while sitting on a stool. I immediately felt a gush down below and knew something wasn't quite right. I ran to the bathroom and wiped.. pinky-red tinged blood. Scared me half to death. I slept uneasy that night tossing and turning, worrying myself slap crazy. </div><div style="text-align: center;">The next morning I called the doctor and spoke with the nurse first thing. She said there was nothing I could do about it, just to take it easy and continue to monitor it. Unknowingly, 1 in 4 women actually experience some type of bleeding/spotting during their pregnancy. She said I could lay flat on my back for the next week and still not prevent a miscarriage from happening. If it was going to happen, it was just going to happen. She requested that if the cramping and bleeding continued and seemed to get brighter red and the pain more intense to where I was hunched over it hurt so bad, then I needed to rush to the ER. Other than that, relax and take a deep breath. So that's what I did.</div><div style="text-align: center;">The spotting seemed to disappear on the 19th after I spoke with her. I wiped one time that afternoon and noticed a light brown color, but it wasn't nothing compared to what I had experience the evening before. From that day on, it never happened again. (Thank you, Lord!)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong>How do you feel?</strong>: exhausted. I rush home every afternoon in hopes of crashing on the couch and taking a quick nap. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><u></u></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQdzZ1yNbplu2y3-fMLSyIsFeHGddWe1-2Bv3eZ4qB6Q3NV1NrytYcrioUi0qK-RbQRkdoT7g9h6EpZcwxW2xaps7MJGSlCcvo24D6PgQ9M6QIwi-YfOj0vebZ_I8nmfXw6D5jq33GlSU/s1600/745EEF99A9174C8CA0E56C6E596F30AB.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQdzZ1yNbplu2y3-fMLSyIsFeHGddWe1-2Bv3eZ4qB6Q3NV1NrytYcrioUi0qK-RbQRkdoT7g9h6EpZcwxW2xaps7MJGSlCcvo24D6PgQ9M6QIwi-YfOj0vebZ_I8nmfXw6D5jq33GlSU/s1600/745EEF99A9174C8CA0E56C6E596F30AB.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><u>8 weeks:</u></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
Nothing new this week as far as symptoms and such. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong>How do you feel?</strong>: Sense of relief. When you reach 8 weeks, have a good ultrasound and hear the baby's healthy heartbeat - your risk of miscarriage decreases significantly. I can breathe a little easier now. Plus, seeing that little flutter on the screen and hearing that fast paced heartbeat was the most amazing feeling! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
<strong>2nd Prenatal Appointment Recap:</strong></div><div style="text-align: center;">May 7th</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong>B/P: </strong>112/60</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong>Weight</strong>: 134</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong>Questions I asked:</strong> </div><div style="text-align: center;">1) Is there a cheaper, generic version of the prenatal vitamins you prescribed at the 1st visit?</div><div style="text-align: center;">They were $30/bottle for a months supply.. I need to save as much as possible and that wasn't cutting it.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Answer: YES!</div><div style="text-align: center;">2) I have a friend getting married soon and this upcoming weekend is her bachelorette party in downtown ATL.. what do you think about secondhand smoke, etc. in a bar setting?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Answer: It'll be fine. Just a night or two isn't going to hurt.</div><div style="text-align: center;">3) Can I sleep on my stomach?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Answer: Sure. As long as you are comfortable. Before long, you won't be able.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitJpJH_FuEK61_KcvNxOU1MXKZl9m_20B7zc7j4z82S9RaJkDOu3R-aEqyA4CRHxRpBv5XNvhp8iupK4JaOSlbQIXAR-Njr9jT4DVeeiUhNX2vXR1c3Y6W4_sh0dIQgAbqBxHTq312St8/s1600/2012-05-07+16.26.45.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitJpJH_FuEK61_KcvNxOU1MXKZl9m_20B7zc7j4z82S9RaJkDOu3R-aEqyA4CRHxRpBv5XNvhp8iupK4JaOSlbQIXAR-Njr9jT4DVeeiUhNX2vXR1c3Y6W4_sh0dIQgAbqBxHTq312St8/s400/2012-05-07+16.26.45.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
We saw a <strong>BABY</strong>!!!!!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
Talk about a GREAT feeling? Words cannot begin to describe!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">As soon as she got it up on the screen, I felt weights off my shoulders being released. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>*Holy sigh*</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I smiled & looked to Cliff and said "Do you see that?!!?! It's a BABY!! Now, do you think we're pregnant?"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">He laughed and said, "Yea! I see it!!"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Again, we had the same ultrasound nurse who didn't give a rats behind about explaining anything at all to us. She sucks. She really does.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I'm just so giddy at the time, I can't get up the nerve to say something to her or slow her down.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I was able to catch a quick glimpse of the baby's heart fluttering and tried to explain to Cliff what it was and make sure he got to see it! Amazing! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">She turned up the volume and we were able to hear the heart beating for the first time as well!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Well.. for all of about 5 seconds before her fingers went to typing away and changing the screen again.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">This time around, we measured a week and a few days SOONER than we expected. Due to the last visit measuring 4 weeks 5 days, this visit should measure around 8 weeks. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We actually measured 10 weeks! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Super confusing, I know.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Somehow baby reved up his/her engine and sprouted!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">It could've been the fact that I was fertilizing him/her reallllyy well with lots of food..constantly! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong>New Due Date</strong>: December 3, 2012</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><u>9 weeks:</u></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
<strong>What's up with my bod? </strong>I've gained 4-5 pounds (per my at home scale) since the 1st ultrasound. My pants are getting snug around the waistline. Boobs are steadily growing and are becoming increasingly tender. I feel like I need a loooong nap around 3 o'clock every afternoon. Still no nausea or sickness, thankfully. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong>What's up with my diet? </strong>I'ts never fulfilling enough. I'm starving all the time. Constant hunger. I literally get hungry every 2-3 hours and want to eat any and everything I can get my hands on. I haven't started "craving" anything in particular, I just want to EAT.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><u>10 weeks:</u></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
Not much has changed. This weekend was Mother's Day!</div><div style="text-align: center;">I got several texts from a few close relatives and friends saying Happy 1st Mother's Day!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
AND, I even got a gift from my Aunt.. included was:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZy9K7Spk0udUYRAubzrWKY5Xd0mYDsjrygSOHp2tRJKXtarXK156b5mY6mxxsL8j1fOU1lVROZcgg6bU6bLdpdNwG7GXmELV2duz0GdTRvAuIifSM8frirW7pMNPIp3TGzNgyroVclHY/s1600/300.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZy9K7Spk0udUYRAubzrWKY5Xd0mYDsjrygSOHp2tRJKXtarXK156b5mY6mxxsL8j1fOU1lVROZcgg6bU6bLdpdNwG7GXmELV2duz0GdTRvAuIifSM8frirW7pMNPIp3TGzNgyroVclHY/s1600/300.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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and a pink rubber ducky! She swears it's a GIRL!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><u>11 weeks:</u></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong>Experiencing any symptoms?</strong>: Facial acne has returned and is horrible. I'm almost too embarassed to walk out of the house. My face and back are the only places of concern for now. It's crazy. I've never been one to experience acne and can not figure out for the life of me what is causing it to occur. And now with a pregnancy involved, it's becoming worse.</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong>How do you feel?</strong>: I've taken fewer naps this week than normally, but I</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong>Bachelorette Weekend:</strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglkKUOAGdXsld1Q1trfQlMWEoEw2J5L7QedbUJ67sFiwWnRG2UMPq9j8Hr1q0ctPZXDSZG94KGIBl3KrQ0GSEL7WglUYdcajXHCo7YgTejSJFfGBhHUClCevlselxrm3XAIK5BuQ0Eh7U/s1600/20431227ED294BD3B2513A34A93612BB.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglkKUOAGdXsld1Q1trfQlMWEoEw2J5L7QedbUJ67sFiwWnRG2UMPq9j8Hr1q0ctPZXDSZG94KGIBl3KrQ0GSEL7WglUYdcajXHCo7YgTejSJFfGBhHUClCevlselxrm3XAIK5BuQ0Eh7U/s1600/20431227ED294BD3B2513A34A93612BB.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><u>12 weeks:</u></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
<strong>What's up with my head? </strong>It looks awful. Seriously. Hair. Face. All of it. My poor hair hasn't seen a straightener in weeks it seems. I just don't have the energy or patience to sit and fix it every morning. The facial acne is something terrible still. But, I think I've found the entire problem.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Silly me.. I figure since Cliff uses a bar of soap on his entire body... including face.. that I could too. Soo.. for months on end now, I have been scrubbing my face with a rag and bar of soap while showering every night. Stupid, right? Yea.. so I've heard. I'm changing it up and totally putting the bar of soap method to a hault for.. forever! Let's see!</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong>What's up with my bod? </strong>I'm feeling good this week. Still no terrible morning sickness. Just a few nausea episodes when it gets time to eat and I don't eat right away. My tummy is starting to develop the baby bump. Definitely becoming noticeable in tight tees!</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong>What's up with my wardrobe? </strong>I need a new one! None.. ok, two.. two pairs of shorts fit and almost all of my jeans have become too tight for comfort. Here's to exercise attire!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><u>13 weeks:</u></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
<strong>3rd Prenatal Appointment Recap:</strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">No transvag ultrasound this go 'round. Instead, we did a quick doppler to check the heartbeat from the outside of the belly & had a short visit with the Doc to check the status of everything.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
<strong>B/P:</strong> 112/60</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong>Weight</strong>: 138</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
I've got an audio clip we recorded of the heartbeat. As soon as I can figure out how to convert it to a video file format, I will update it for all to hear!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
Doc asked about symptoms, problems, etc. None of which I had anything to complain about.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
He said all looked well, and we are now transitioning into the </div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-size: large;">2nd trimester!</span> </strong></div><div style="text-align: center;">yippee!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
We go back in another 3 weeks for a doppler and check-up - June 20th</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then, the next visit after that will be the gender reveal! - July 18th</div><div style="text-align: center;">*We have BIG party being planned for that!*</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
Follow along with Mrs. Drew over at<a href="http://ardjla.blogspot.com/"> Stilettos and A Fishing Pole</a> - She's our party planner & will be posting updates about it soon!</div>♥Caithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01650453769692192516noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8850373026422886673.post-5351188886435050082011-12-18T09:00:00.003-05:002012-05-22T16:13:51.360-04:00hometown Christmas parade & float.<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">EB has come a loooonggg way from where it all started from last October. From embellishing items in the wee hours of morning sitting at the in-laws dining room table to now owning a storefront on Main Street. It just doesn't seem real looking back. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Last week we sealed the deal on a new set of glass windows & doors to give our storefront the exposure it needed!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">It looks SO good and we have had a ton of compliments!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Meanwhile, we were hard at work creating a unique float for our first Christmas parade!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Last year, we participated as an arts & craft booth vendor. Yet now that we are right directly across the street from the vendor booths, we decided there was no sense in hauling all our products inside of a teeny booth. So instead, we brought everyone into our store!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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We asked four of our most frequent teen shoppers to help us pass out candy, flyers, and custom scratch-off tickets that we created for all of the ladies!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Our theme was "The Embellish Workshop".</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Although we didn't score 1st place..we received a lot of compliments & "y'all should've gotten first!!"</div><div style="text-align: center;">2nd place wasn't a bad token!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We even went a step further and polka dotted our driver's truck! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I mean, come on! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Who else does that?! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">It was so much fun!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">And although you probably can't tell from the pictures.. we made "real" snow & covered the entire float with it. It was even cold & light weight. Seriously felt & looked like real snow.</div><div style="text-align: center;">We bought it from <a href="http://snowinseconds.com/">this </a>site.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Coolest thing ever!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>♥Caithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01650453769692192516noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8850373026422886673.post-54396800247843518632011-12-17T21:28:00.000-05:002011-12-17T21:28:35.375-05:00I can see the light.<div style="text-align: center;">For two full months now we have been non-stop fulfilling Etsy orders gallore.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I'm proud to say, I'm down to just THREE orders to ship out!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">The small light at the end of what seemed like such a dark, dark tunnel is now brighter than ever!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Last Monday was our Etsy shop cut-off date for delivery on all Christmas items. </div><div style="text-align: center;">We literally had to shut down the site so that we could dedicate all of our time into fulfilling these orders.</div><div style="text-align: center;">There were steadily e-mails from potential customers flowing in like crazy asking about products & shipment dates. Taking time out to respond to them was taking away from production time. So, we had to close it up!</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;"> Here's what our storefront looked like most of the time..</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">I think the post office ladies hate seeing me walk thru those glass doors now-a-days.</div><div style="text-align: center;">They're like, "ohh, Heyy Caitlin. What ya got today?" with the biggest smile on their face.</div><div style="text-align: center;">And really, deep down.. I'm sure they're probably thinking "ohmygosh... not.her.again. she has 30 million packages to ship out every.single.day! She holds up my line for 15 minutes at the MINIMUM. Can't she use UPS or FedEx instead??" </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">But instead, they smile & are just as friendly and helpful as anyone could be!</div><div style="text-align: center;">I owe them big time :)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">It's been a crazy, busy holiday season thus far! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">We LOVE each and every one of our customers & are SO thankful for their business and support.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">We hope they are thrilled with each of their products as we were when we made them!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">-xoxoxo</div>♥Caithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01650453769692192516noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8850373026422886673.post-7073811143870567572011-12-04T20:57:00.000-05:002011-12-04T20:57:38.601-05:00wishing you a holly jolly holiday<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGG2hQGXwmU68KZiX3ncutZ24wCi08x-KKoVXXHZm7Uxiha_UPD0MSPQzUzQ7KNRwoCNyuiGBIiQtubcKnUyzeMa_kNLdf72lSmuUOuHebivCyUw66FcLDpswG8us5s16ZTb0nE136lrQ/s1600/2011-12-02+09.32.57.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGG2hQGXwmU68KZiX3ncutZ24wCi08x-KKoVXXHZm7Uxiha_UPD0MSPQzUzQ7KNRwoCNyuiGBIiQtubcKnUyzeMa_kNLdf72lSmuUOuHebivCyUw66FcLDpswG8us5s16ZTb0nE136lrQ/s640/2011-12-02+09.32.57.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">Our Christmas cards came in the mail on Friday!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Yippeee!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">As we speak, I am addressing them to send out first thing tomorrow :)</div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">I ordered the prints from snapfish.com</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">From now until December 11th, order yours and get FREE shipping + 40% off your prints!<br />
Enter code: CARDSFS40</div><div style="text-align: center;">When you spend $30 or more, get free shipping by entering the code: FSDEC30</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">-xoxoxo</div>♥Caithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01650453769692192516noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8850373026422886673.post-57492790694969476192011-11-30T22:19:00.002-05:002011-11-30T22:33:29.517-05:00christmas card picture sneak peak!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I hope everyone had a WONDERFUL Thanksgiving week & week-end. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">One of these days I'll get around to compiling all of my pictures & writing a re-cap post :)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">In the meantime, I thought I would share some of our Christmas card pictures we took this past Sunday.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">(Thanks to my Mom!)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">If you're wondering why the hubs is looking a little scruffy..he's participating in 'no-shave November'. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I'm wondering if he's going to join the local bandwagon and keep it going for 'don't shave December'?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">In which, my cousin totally made that up today. (ha!)</div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">I'm using some of these on my website for my <a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/86125927/just-married-holiday-sign-photo-prop">Etsy </a>items.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I needed a few good pictures using these wooden signs.</div><div style="text-align: center;">They worked out perfect for the occasion!</div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">-xoxoxo</div>♥Caithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01650453769692192516noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8850373026422886673.post-46554038323741941172011-11-10T09:00:00.001-05:002011-11-10T09:00:54.321-05:00....surprise!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">It's a NEW me! <br />
I just went..</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Last Thursday I built up the nerve to chop an entire ELEVEN (11) inches off of my wavy, blonde hair. </div><div style="text-align: center;">This type of stuff hits me in spurts. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I've been in dire need of some color on my dark roots & I honestly just can't keep up with them every 8 weeks or so. So, I went ahead and hit the dark streak again. </div><div style="text-align: center;">And I love it, really I do.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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Do I not look like a totally different person?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Crazy!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Ok, so..Why 11 inches, you ask?</div><div style="text-align: center;">I've always wanted to donate my long hair to the <a href="http://locksoflove.org/">Locks of Love</a> foundation.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">"Locks of Love is a public non-profit organization that provides hairpieces to financially disadvantaged children in the United States and Canada under age 21 suffering from long-term medical hair loss from any diagnosis."</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">If you've never heard of this organization, you can read more about it <a href="http://locksoflove.org/">here</a>.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">You literally braid or tie your hair back with a pony tail holder, measure 10-11 inches, and snip.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Sounds so simple, right? </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">I feel so "fall-ish" now!</div><div style="text-align: center;">-xoxoxoxo</div>♥Caithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01650453769692192516noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8850373026422886673.post-12277060318607070652011-11-04T10:46:00.000-04:002011-11-04T10:46:24.361-04:00i ask for your prayers.<div style="text-align: center;">My store opens every other day at 10:00 am. For some reason, this morning I was up before the sun even began to rise. I got ready, and headed up to my store about 7:45am. I immediately opened the laptop and turned on Pandora to my daily station: Avalon. As the music played, I sang along and worked on a few orders. Around 9:45, I went ahead and opened up the doors and lugged my store sign out front showing our new business hours. As I scrambled around back behind the counter, I turned around as a sweet lady I know walked in from her next door hair salon. I greeted her with a smile as she approached the counter top with an uneasy expression on her face. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">She went on to say this (in a nutshell): "I think you are a great role model in our community. You are a beautiful girl and a lot of our younger girls look up to you. I've been praying for you. I think the Lord is leading me to talk to you.. I teach an all girls Sunday School class and times have been getting harder with my Mama. I have been praying for someone that can teach these girls on days that I can't be there. It's not all the time, just times my Mama may need me. I think the Lord is leading me to you. As you sat in front of me at revival a few weeks ago, the Lord was telling me it was you. So, I've been praying to come and talk with you. You don't have to give me an answer right now, but just pray about it. These girls need a younger prospective and role model, I think you are it."</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">You see, this sweet lady is a member of my past church. If you are new here or missed <span style="font-size: large;"><a href="http://acountrynest.blogspot.com/2011/09/becoming-member.html"><b>this </b></a></span>post, then you probably aren't aware that I have recently switched my membership to my Husband's church. I'm no longer a member at this church with this all girls Sunday School class. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Just yesterday Cliff and I received a letter from First Baptist (where we are members currently) with our schedule for nursery for the month of November. This upcoming Sunday, I have the babies and Cliff has the 1-2 year olds. I've been praying that we could become more active in church and I felt this opportunity was perfect for us. I signed up several weeks ago, but hadn't heard anything from the preschool administrator until yesterday! I am so happy that we can offer our service to our church by helping out in the nursery and I'm really looking forward to a new beginning come Sunday. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Yet, ever since this lady stepped out of my doors this morning, I've been pondering and in amazement that she was lead to speak with me. Is this a calling? Is this an opportunity? Sure, the class may only consist of 2-5 students, but was she lead to speak with me because I can make a difference in their lives? What about the nursery? Can I teach Sunday School at a church I am no longer a member at? </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">So many questions and only one way for an acceptable answer. <span style="font-size: large;"><u><b>Prayer</b></u></span>.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I ask all of you friends to please keep me in your thoughts and prayers throughout the next few weeks. I know the Lord will lead me in the right direction. If this is something I need to do, I feel certain that the opportunity will arise and work out perfectly. </div><div style="text-align: center;">----------------------------</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">On another note, I have a big surprise for you all!</div><div style="text-align: center;">I'll work on that post, if time permits, today!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">-xoxo</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div>♥Caithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01650453769692192516noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8850373026422886673.post-19808646254143273782011-10-28T11:38:00.001-04:002011-10-28T11:38:51.323-04:00it's not who you knew, it's not what you did, it's HOW you lived.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/e7HFk6flUOQ?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><br />
Life can get so, so busy at times.<br />
More often than none, we forget to make time for the ones who matter most.<br />
The tiniest things can make the biggest difference. <br />
Because in the end, it's not <b>who </b>you knew, it's not <b>what </b>you did, it's <b>how </b>you lived.<br />
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I love this song.<br />
The words are undescribable. <br />
It touched my heart this morning, like it does every time I hear it.<br />
So I thought I would share it, in hopes that it does the same for you!<br />
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Read the lyrics as you listen to the words.<br />
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Wake up to the sunlight <br />
With your windows open <br />
Don't hold in your anger or leave things unspoken <br />
Wear your red dress <br />
Use your good dishes <br />
Make a big mess and make lots of wishes <br />
Have what you want <br />
But want what you have <br />
And don't spend your life lookin' back <br />
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Turn up the music <br />
Turn it up loud <br />
Take a few chances <br />
Let it all out <br />
You won't regret it <br />
Lookin' back from where you have been <br />
Cuz it's not who you knew <br />
And it's not what you did <br />
It's how you live <br />
<br />
So go to the ballgames <br />
And go to the ballet <br />
And go see your folks more than just on the holidays <br />
Kiss all your children <br />
Dance with your wife <br />
Tell your husband you love him every night <br />
Don't run from the truth <br />
'Cause you can't get away <br />
Just face it and you'll be okay <br />
<br />
Turn up the music <br />
Turn it up loud <br />
Take a few chances <br />
Let it all out <br />
You won't regret it <br />
Lookin' back from where you have been <br />
'Cause it's not who you knew <br />
And it's not what you did <br />
It's how you live <br />
<br />
Oh wherever you are and wherever you've been <br />
Now is the time to begin <br />
<br />
So give to the needy <br />
And pray for the grieving <br />
E'en when you don't think that you can <br />
'Cause all that you do is bound to come back to you <br />
So think of your fellow man <br />
Make peace with God and make peace with yourself <br />
'Cause in the end there's nobody else <br />
<br />
Turn up the music <br />
Turn it up loud <br />
Take a few chances <br />
Let it all out <br />
'Cause you won't regret it <br />
Lookin' back from where you have been <br />
'Cause it's not who you knew <br />
And it's not what you did <br />
It's how you live <br />
<br />
'Cause it's not who you knew <br />
And it's not what you did <br />
It's how you live<br />
<br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Happy Friday, friends!</b></span> </div><div style="text-align: center;">-xoxo</div>♥Caithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01650453769692192516noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8850373026422886673.post-81424634230510938822011-10-14T19:30:00.001-04:002011-10-14T19:30:53.419-04:00what I've been up to.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEXTs8H8jrGbEY_h8R4j8T8HkIIfj5c5hRvOkiQopXGHy87s1Turwzdz0NqUAUYKcbFnv4tb2dOaMYRwf6B3BOUmeeG41LNEHJaYxBQskTVkfDtAJtg2mI6Yw0uQlqMEw8EfIrKKAEu1M9/s1600/318348_2439281417698_1121640027_32921217_402741705_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300px" oda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEXTs8H8jrGbEY_h8R4j8T8HkIIfj5c5hRvOkiQopXGHy87s1Turwzdz0NqUAUYKcbFnv4tb2dOaMYRwf6B3BOUmeeG41LNEHJaYxBQskTVkfDtAJtg2mI6Yw0uQlqMEw8EfIrKKAEu1M9/s400/318348_2439281417698_1121640027_32921217_402741705_n.jpg" width="400px" /></a></div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Starting tonight and lasting until Sunday afternoon, we are here! The Great Ogeechee Seafood Festival in Richmond Hill, GA! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">If you're wondering why I've been MIA for the past two weeks, this is why.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Between preparing and decorating to studying for the NCLEX (which I took yesterday- finally!!), this has been my life for the past two weeks. Updates coming soon :)</div><div style="text-align: center;">If you're around town, stop by and see us!</div>♥Caithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01650453769692192516noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8850373026422886673.post-31586355395754010562011-09-27T22:33:00.000-04:002011-09-27T22:33:40.148-04:00love times three..<div style="text-align: center;">Yesterday evening was like any other.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Cliff and I stayed inside due to a quick thunderstorm and enjoyed cooking dinner together. Around 8ish, we ventured over to his Dads house for them to watch the Colts vs. Redskins engage in Monday Night Football. </div><div style="text-align: center;">About 10:30 we scooted on back home, and after we took showers ended the night kicked back flipping through our <strike>five</strike> channels on t.v. while I attempted to study for the NCLEX in between commercial breaks.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">In the midst of flipping back and forth between football recaps, we caught a glimpse of the Dr. Phil show.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Cliff paused for a moment as we watched the beginning of a new episode and introduction into a family.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Immediately, it caught my attention and I looked up from my never ending study guide to catch a peak.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">The topic? Polygamy.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Here's the trailer that caught my attention.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Take a look..</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">That's right. There is such thing that exist.</div><div style="text-align: center;">This man has three wives.. and TWENTY-SIX children.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Here's some additional info to give you a better idea of how the relationships work:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">To read/watch more on this episode, click <a href="http://www.drphil.com/shows/show/1695/"><strong><span style="font-size: large;">here</span></strong></a>.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">My thoughts?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I'm a firm believer that "marriage" is between a man and a woman.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Yet, I just can't get over the fact that this man has THREE wives and TWENTY-SOMETHING children that live within ONE home.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Can you imagine the estrogen in this place?? </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">They <em><strong>seem</strong></em> to get along extremely well despite the circumstances.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">What are your thoughts on this? Interesting stuff!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">On another note, our AC decided to go out on us last night.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I normally don't complain about the heat, I'm definitely cold natured. So when I'm warm, I feel good!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Last night I got a little stuffy, glanced up at the ceiling to see the temperature of the room and saw 78. Gahh. It's normally 72.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Come to find out, either the module or the motor is acting up. Luckily, it's still under warranty.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Tonight we will be sleeping with box fans on high.. </div><div style="text-align: center;">you don't realize how much you take advantage of the AC until you don't have it.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I read this status a minute ago on FB from a friend, it said <strong>"What if we woke up tomorrow with only the things that we thanked the Lord for yesterday?"</strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">We better think twice every day to praise Him & be thankful for all that He has provided in our lives.</div>♥Caithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01650453769692192516noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8850373026422886673.post-54671725420182492982011-09-22T19:00:00.000-04:002011-09-22T19:00:28.731-04:00becoming a member.<div align="center">these last four days have left me at a loss for words.</div><div align="center">this past Sunday's service at church marked the first day of a 4-day revival.</div><div align="center">first off, i should probably give you a little background..</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">cliff and i have been raised up in two different churches our entire lives.</div><div align="center">"mine", so to speak, is a small, non-demoninational church.</div><div align="center">whereas "his", is considered "The Baptist" church of our community.</div><div align="center">their members probably quadruple the amount that we have at ours.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">mine has never been overflowing with youth. </div><div align="center">it's walls contain members my parents age or older, for the vast majority.</div><div align="center">of course, this doesn't matter in the eyes of the Lord.</div><div align="center">just as long as we are all there for one main purpose.. and that is to worship Him.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">but to Cliff and I, we struggle there with people of "our" age.</div><div align="center">there aren't many, if any at all, that are recently married.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">in all essence, we long for a place to call "home".</div><div align="center">a place to be involved.</div><div align="center">a place to go and chat about certain issues with people who are going thru and experiencing the same things as us.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">at the Baptist church, we've found that.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">it's been a long time coming, but i've been struggling with the issue of "transferring" my membership to this partcular church. </div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">it's not about them gaining "another" member.</div><div align="center">it's not about them "winning me over".</div><div align="center">it's not a game, per se, at all.</div><div align="center">did you know that this actually crosses some folks minds?</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">we honestly like it here.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">the Lord spoke to me over these last four days.</div><div align="center">Monday night, again Tuesday night, and last night I made my way down to the altar to pray.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><strong>something I had never done before</strong>.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">I've knelt at the altar to pray during Christmas communion each year and as I was saved during Christian camp.</div><div align="center"><strong>But, walking to the altar, alone, was a big move for me.</strong></div><div align="center">The Lord was powerful. I found my heart beating harder with every word the guest Pastor would pour out.</div><div align="center">this feeling I had never felt before.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">it was so intense that I knew without a doubt that the Lord was speaking directly to me.</div><div align="center">the Pastor nailed it when he asked the simple question, "are you a benchwarmer or a player on the field?"</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">it hit me. my stomach fell.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><strong>i am a benchwarmer.</strong></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">i never before had gotten up off of my pew (aka "bench") unless it was to stand as a congregation to sing a song of praise.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">last night and the two nights before, <strong>i was changed</strong>.</div><div align="center">i was moved by the Lord's spirit.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">my final decision was made Tuesday night after discussing things over with Cliff.</div><div align="center">last night we made it to the chuch a few minutes early so we could meet with the Pastor before service started to discuss transfer of membership details.</div><div align="center">and at the end of worship, cliff and i walked to the front of the church and stood with the Pastor as he announced our/my decision.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">the entire church was so kind as to "welcome" me in with warm hugs as i stood at the back door as they each went to leave.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">i am proud to say, i am revived.</div><div align="center"><strong>what a glorious few days it has been!</strong></div>♥Caithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01650453769692192516noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8850373026422886673.post-43777113474280270732011-09-18T21:19:00.000-04:002011-09-18T21:19:19.318-04:00camera phone randoms.<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">I don't know about you, but I take a picture of e.v.e.r.y.t.h.i.n.g.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Literally.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I'm thankful my phone has a camera on it, although, despite the fact it has no flash and I can't take any at nighttime.. it still serves it purpose I suppose. Boo!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">For the last two weeks, I haven't had my "big" (Nikon) camera to take any random photos. Between our last vaca to Sanibel and now, I've misplaced my camera charger. Somewhere. I have no idea where. I've turned my home upside down looking for it and we've even went to the extent of calling the owners of the condo we rented to see if it had been left in Sanibel. No luck.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">As I was browsing through the 491 pictures on my phone, yes, you did just read that right. Four-hundred-and-ninety-one...on my PHONE... I thought they were rather hilarious. Completely random to say the least.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Here's a few.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">[Cliff getting a haircut week before last. it was starting to look like he had a full blown mullet.]</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">[when I asked Cliff to bring me lunch to the store, this is what he brought.]</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">[Cliff's younger sister, Madison, is learning how to barrel race. We spent last Sunday at the arena watching her and the rest of the Georgia Wranglers in her division practice.]</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtihQIUzN5rDY7hgV2YMXHTN-6m9-RvqLSosq-rIaFVGhA8KVuGbqK0e9sUMYl9pGa1MO0J5EQB8wIQZZXzBFLEGPDaEcoPIKM6saZKjdID5Jd7sySjMIQ_nzWdOVJDjepaFRcX4I3JjYW/s1600/barrel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400px" rba="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtihQIUzN5rDY7hgV2YMXHTN-6m9-RvqLSosq-rIaFVGhA8KVuGbqK0e9sUMYl9pGa1MO0J5EQB8wIQZZXzBFLEGPDaEcoPIKM6saZKjdID5Jd7sySjMIQ_nzWdOVJDjepaFRcX4I3JjYW/s400/barrel.jpg" width="300px" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">[Puppy love! Not really. Dixie actually is holding Prince (the Yorkie) down so he can't get her bone. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This was priceless.]</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">[Darla was hongry!]</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">[Trying to find a dress for our rehearsal dinner. TJ Maxx dressing room with my sweet cousin!]</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6ApCehfWYs7KxPa0f4TL9uVjzDZO_t2rimtW_ngEze-ECGZwndDU_iMR-fnL7wkNVVdSULFq9mxTg9lfK8X4bcs6M4MKj5btpJfmv3tRlj3-6PgZJLpjd57q0sVRkM83qjMkgXqkRKt-m/s1600/2011-06-08_14_03_47.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400px" rba="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6ApCehfWYs7KxPa0f4TL9uVjzDZO_t2rimtW_ngEze-ECGZwndDU_iMR-fnL7wkNVVdSULFq9mxTg9lfK8X4bcs6M4MKj5btpJfmv3tRlj3-6PgZJLpjd57q0sVRkM83qjMkgXqkRKt-m/s400/2011-06-08_14_03_47.jpg" width="300px" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">[our friends <strike>electrical </strike>taped this to our door one weekend while we were away!</div><div style="text-align: center;">FYI: all of Cliff's friends call him 'Beaver']</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">[On the airplane heading to Cancun for our honeymoon!]</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">[First document I signed with my new name & information]</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">[Hippiebands for the 4th of July]</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">[an afternoon at the hunting club with the guys]</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">[new license & new last name ♥]</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">[I am SO wearing these this fall/winter. This picture was taken at the Atlanta Mart back in July]</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">[In order to take the NCLEX (state nursing boards), I had to get fingerprinted at the UPS Store. This was the note I found on the door after I traveled 35 minutes into town IN THE MIDDLE OF A THUNDERSTORM. I was not happy.]</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">[Fun collegiate-themed bathroom set I made for a customer!]</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">[First mouse in the house!] I was laying on the couch studying late one night as caught him out the corner of my eye. I laughed so hard at how cute he was, I waited till he came back out and snapped a few pictures to show to Cliff for proof.]</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">[This was the result of the Mr. leaving a blue pen in his pants pocket. Our entire load of laundry now has blue ink splatter! Thanks honey!]</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">[Taken at Jessica's wedding! It was beautiful!]</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">[I wrapped her HUGE gift in burlap. This was tricky, but turned out super cute!]</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">[I finally found a temporary home for our canvas print of an engagement favorite.]</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">[First afternoon of hunting this year!]</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">[My view from the stand.]</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">[My favorite dressy top]</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">[On the way to Jess & Aaron's wedding!]</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">[Our sweet cousin Bella wearing my sunglasses during Sunday lunch. She is precious!]</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">[Cousin Austin riding thru town in the back of my car holding the hatch down so these wooden boards wouldn't fall out!]</div><br />
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[Redneck dinner. Using coolers for seating? Yes. Our living room is a work in progess... still. It will see paint, new carpet, and a new panel board ONE DAY.]<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">[My nursing class awarded me this during our 'Senior Picnic'. So sweet!]</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">[A full afternoon of using up wedding gift cards & switching out duplicate items!]</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">[I.hate.roaches. I conquered my fear a few months back and picked these dead creatures up off the floor (with a piece of paper, that is) of the backroom at my store and flushed them down the toilet. This picture was sent to Cliff with a message that read: 'There can be no more of these things. You must spray your potion ASAP! EEEEEK!!'</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">[This was the night before we left for my Bachelorette Weekend. All of the girls came up to the store and helped me catch up on my orders!]</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">[Guest bathroom --- post make-over]</div><br />
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I want to introduce to you this <strong><u>teeny weeny</u></strong> stick of soap. <strong>The WONDERbar</strong>. <br />
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First thoughts: Hmm, I [<u>wonder</u>] if it really works??<br />
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<em>Let's refer to this particular stick of soap as "she", shall we?</em><br />
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<em>She</em> was presented to me a few weeks ago by <strong>Jess</strong> over at<a href="http://ardjla.blogspot.com/2011/08/wonderbar.html"> <strong>Stilettos & a Fishing Pole</strong></a>.<br />
Jess ordered this little lady and has been trying it out for a few weeks now. She says she loves it!<br />
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After deliberating for a week or two and my face <strong><em>STILL</em></strong> looking like crap, I decided to bite the bullet and order the <strong><u>$44</u></strong> mini soap bar. Yes, you saw that right. I paid $44 for something that fits comfortably in the palm of my hand. <strong>Crazy</strong>? Maybe so, but it's worth a shot. <br />
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Tonight will be the first night of trying this sucker out! It <strong>BETTER</strong> do 'wonders' like it says it will.<br />
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Here's the <strong><em>secret</em></strong> of the Wonderbar: "Most “soaps” have a pH of 9 to 11. Wonderbar has a pH level closer to 5.65, which is what one would see in “normal” or healthy skin.<br />
As the Wonderbar lather is rubbed into your skin, it acts as a very mild abrasive to exfoliate dead skin cells, and reveal the underlying newer skin cells. As it unclogs pores and restores your skin’s pH balance to its correct 5.65, you’ll find it leaves your skin smooth, clean and healthy looking.<br />
When the Wonderbar exfoliates, the healthy cells accept the natural Wonderbar moisturizers. These come from unique algae, Chlorey’nahre. They leave the skin softer, smoother, and with a healthy glow."<br />
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For more information, you can visit their site <a href="http://www.wonderbarusa.com/"><strong>here</strong></a>. <br />
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<strong><em><span style="font-size: large;">Here's to healthly glowing skin!</span></em></strong> </div>
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♥Caithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01650453769692192516noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8850373026422886673.post-51977619288683937942011-08-31T08:16:00.000-04:002011-08-31T08:16:35.651-04:00you don't want to miss this.<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">if there are any top three blogs that I read daily, it would be these:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">-<strong><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="http://ashlemieux.blogspot.com/2011/08/giveaway-from-little-miss-momma.html">The Shine Project</a></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-size: large;">-</span></strong><a href="http://www.thewiegands.com/2011/08/soleil-selene-rosettes-giveaway.html"><strong><span style="font-size: large;">Casey Wiegand</span></strong></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-size: large;">-<a href="http://www.littlemissmomma.com/2011/08/barn-owl-primitives-jumbo-giveaway-over-250-value.html#comment-34546">Little Miss Momma</a></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">These three ladies are <strong>FILLED</strong> full of inspiration. From blogging about family, their children, their projects, their aspirations and their life goals all the way to their downfalls, and struggles. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">People, these women are <strong><span style="font-size: large;">REAL</span></strong>.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">They make me want to be a better person.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">They must be in kahoots with each other because each one of them are hosting <strong>AWESOME</strong> giveaways on their blogs...RIGHT NOW.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong>Over at </strong></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://ashlemieux.blogspot.com/2011/08/giveaway-from-little-miss-momma.html"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSPpCJjAwjihqe-VnaVjL4COUQcA_YkWp3vm1O3gPe_b1v1hOrrQDob9qGaGRC2O1skB8gJAgBjtrFEEG0iylqk8PVV01j17pdSVfzntBYcLnJhSRiyoFucXAGfW8W5e115YvegFlvT0PJ/s1600/grab200.jpg" xaa="true" /></a></div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-size: large;">Ashley</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"> is hosting a giveaway from <strong><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="http://www.littlemissmomma.com/2011/08/barn-owl-primitives-jumbo-giveaway-over-250-value.html#comment-34546">Little Miss Momma</a></span></strong>!</div><div style="text-align: center;">One lucky ready will receive a beautiful SHINE pillow!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEJGXDPB3GD9N7Cso5lB528GveAKrtalR7riML60I7lRqZl28Mg4tOXmWboX3hA3uEHg0ozCWXXv8VhE97Mp99xQI-ByG505ULWT9LP1EKKp296fPrn-i-pbhs_U61vVjmlACmOVCyB4dP/s1600/DSC_0017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="288px" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEJGXDPB3GD9N7Cso5lB528GveAKrtalR7riML60I7lRqZl28Mg4tOXmWboX3hA3uEHg0ozCWXXv8VhE97Mp99xQI-ByG505ULWT9LP1EKKp296fPrn-i-pbhs_U61vVjmlACmOVCyB4dP/s400/DSC_0017.jpg" width="400px" xaa="true" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">And in case you didn't know, with each shine pillow sold $5 of the proceeds go to The Shine Project Scholarship Fund. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">And since we are on the subject of <strong><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="http://www.littlemissmomma.com/2011/08/barn-owl-primitives-jumbo-giveaway-over-250-value.html#comment-34546">Little Miss Momma</a></span></strong>, </div><div style="text-align: center;">who is ALSO named Ashley- just FYI, </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">let me introduce the <strong><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="http://www.littlemissmomma.com/2011/08/barn-owl-primitives-jumbo-giveaway-over-250-value.html#comment-34546">Barn Owl Primitive</a></span></strong> giveaway going on over at her place!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Have you seen these signs around<strong><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></strong><a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/barnowlprimitives"><strong><span style="font-size: large;">etsy</span></strong></a>? </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">I posted one on my FB wall just the other day.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">It was this one to be exact.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">{it's never too early to start dropping Christmas hints, now is it?}</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">These signs pictured above are all 'standard' size.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">The giveaway is for a JUMBO sign of your choice OR you can work with the creator of these beauties and design one of your own!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">It measures 2' x 4'.</div><div style="text-align: center;">WOW.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Take a look..</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Valued at $250-$350!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Last but not least, my super cute friend <strong><span style="font-size: large;">Casey</span></strong> over at <strong><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="http://www.thewiegands.com/2011/08/soleil-selene-rosettes-giveaway.html">The Wiegand's</a></span></strong> is hosting a giveaway from Soleil Selene.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Enter <a href="http://www.thewiegands.com/2011/08/soleil-selene-rosettes-giveaway.html"><strong><span style="font-size: large;">here</span></strong></a> for your chance to win all three of these lovelies:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">one rosette necklace</div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">one triple rosette necklace</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">one double rosette headband</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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Now, as if this isn't enough, <a href="http://www.soleilselene.com/"><strong><span style="font-size: large;">Soleil Selene</span></strong></a> is hosting a Blogiversary Giveaway Event from now until September 16th!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">I don't know about you, but I find myself in dire need of ALL of the above mentioned giveaways.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I've actually already entered myself into each of them.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">And because each of the ladies are giving away, I figured I might as well join in on the fun!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Next week, I'm going to host a giveaway from my<a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/embellishboutiquellc?ref=pr_shop_more"> <strong><span style="font-size: large;">Etsy shop</span></strong></a>!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Take a look around and <strong>leave a comment below</strong> letting me know of an item you would like to see in the giveaway!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">In the meantime, I'm offering a <strong><span style="font-size: large;">15% off discount</span></strong> code to all of my readers!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Just enter <strong><span style="font-size: large;">'embellish'</span></strong> in the discount code box!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-size: large;">Cheers!</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong>xoxo</strong></div>♥Caithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01650453769692192516noreply@blogger.com5