tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73357568160885537812024-03-14T05:12:51.324-05:00you + me + babybeeMrs. Jennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10337343558320378683noreply@blogger.comBlogger224125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7335756816088553781.post-78925124232079697292010-02-08T22:34:00.001-06:002010-02-08T22:34:01.278-06:00You will be redirected to the new blog......in 3...2...1...Mrs. Jennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10337343558320378683noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7335756816088553781.post-59288569762947204862010-02-08T10:37:00.000-06:002010-02-08T10:37:06.686-06:00Last Call.I'll be pulling this blog down and auto-redirecting to my new blog around 11pm CST TONIGHT!<br />
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That means if you're following this blog or subscribe to it via RSS, you need to update STAT!<br />
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You'll find all my new posts (plus all OLD ones) at my other blog - <a href="http://bloggedbliss.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Blogged Bliss</a>.Mrs. Jennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10337343558320378683noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7335756816088553781.post-51094717322376143112010-02-03T10:05:00.000-06:002010-02-03T10:05:27.537-06:00This blog will explode in t-minus......two days.<br />
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I'm growing tired of double posting. So...as of THIS FRIDAY (2/5/10) I will no longer be updating this blog.<br />
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You'll find all my new posts (plus all OLD ones) at my other blog - <a href="http://bloggedbliss.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Blogged Bliss</a>.<br />
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After that point, I'm hoping to have this blog just redirect to the new one.<br />
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BUT - you really should <a href="http://www.google.com/friendconnect/signin/home?st=e%3DAOG8GaCFvjY9HdEAc1ZvOM28Da5q%252Bo7c5mAZY8YKf4mblZrmNzuzF8NRqOOLfFM83sgyLFtGfFAsI%252F6v461EmpmX%252BjYBYpQCmlKqf5l2vh%252FEaxaWcyD3KFpti413qqjRmwqgmZjigBjKE7mLBH7rxjC%252BnpTDP0MWuJEaXmWrXegRnCIFKIj3sjwZFzkd1oeDO0jjwIqiIqY8stLq5uss8ARs4eb45FaP61G6MrT4cAqKnRNRYBK%252Bew4%253D%26c%3Dpeoplesense&psinvite=&subscribeOnSignin=1">FOLLOW</a> and <a href="http://bloggedbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default">SUBSCRIBE</a> to the other blog so you don't miss a thing!<br />
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KTHX!Mrs. Jennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10337343558320378683noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7335756816088553781.post-14802832999663155622010-02-01T13:33:00.002-06:002010-02-01T13:33:40.741-06:00Today is the beginning of the end......of my maternity leave.<br />
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Tomorrow, I go back to work.<br />
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Abby has been extra smiley today, which helps and hurts at the same time. She even gave me her first REAL GIGGLE! I tried so hard to get her to do it again but no. She's also mastering squishing things between her fists to "pick them up."<br />
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How do I feel about going back to the land of adult conversation? I'm actually really excited to go back. I can't wait to get my mushy brain back to working order, to wear real clothes and makeup everyday. To eat and pee and use a computer* without interruption.<br />
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But not being able to pick up and snuggle my little girl whenever I want breaks my heart. I know she's going to start doing a lot more in the coming weeks and I can't even think about missing her firsts.<br />
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Josh and I are in a position with his job where, if I REALLY REALLY wanted to, I could stay home. But when it really comes down to it...I don't want to. I like my job. I like my career. I like making my own money. I am so thankful that between my job and Josh's, we really only need 3 days of childcare, and his parents are able to take care of her for those three days. It's a really hard decision, but I know it's the best.<br />
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Next up - the gallbladder. The u/s came back normal, lab tests normal. Next the doc wants me to do what's called a HIDA scan to see if maybe my gallbladder just isn't working. Needless to say, Vincent isn't coming out any time soon.<br />
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And the hair loss. I'm going to take a few deep breaths and write the current hair loss up to post-pregnancy hormones, but if I am still losing this much in a couple months (if there's anything left to lose by then) I'm going to talk to my doc. I guess the time between 3-4 months PP results in the most hair loss. Until then I will gulp back the tears as I clear out my tub drain. <br />
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*This post was interrupted by a whiny baby who apparently needed a burp, because she spit up all over herself and her bouncy chair. Cleanup of both baby and chair was followed by an awesome Abby nap in the glider. Messy dining room and dirty dishes can wait when Abby falls asleep on Momma. Especially on her last day before going...back...to...work.....WAH!Mrs. Jennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10337343558320378683noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7335756816088553781.post-78486047703864815622010-01-29T12:35:00.001-06:002010-01-29T12:36:29.516-06:00The Completed NurserySince my new blog has more room for pictures - I suggest you view this post over at the new home of my blog -<br />
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<a href="http://bloggedbliss.blogspot.com/2010/01/completed-nursery.html">The Completed Nursery @ blogged bliss</a>.<br />
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And while you're there, bookmark, follow and subscribe! Oh, and vote. Don't forget this blog is <a href="http://jbttc.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-making-move.html">going bye-bye</a> in 2 weeks. :)Mrs. Jennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10337343558320378683noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7335756816088553781.post-56216983462448247452010-01-29T09:17:00.001-06:002010-01-29T09:17:42.769-06:00Oh dear.Uhm, so I had no idea hair loss was a side effect of the Mirena IUD.<br />
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I didn't know until I read one of my <a href="http://babble.com/CS/blogs/straightfromthebottle/archive/2010/01/28/iudisasterville-epiblogue.aspx">favorite bloggers most recent posts</a>.<br />
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And then I found <a href="http://www.medications.com/se/mirena/hair-loss">this site.</a><br />
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Pardon my french but I am FREAKING THE FUCK OUT.<br />
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This HAS to be from the IUD. I am honestly pulling a golfball size clump of hair out of the drain every day. My hair is one of the few things I really REALLY like about myself and now it's going away.<br />
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Points to be made:<br />
<ul><li>This thing was expensive to have placed and I've only had it for 2 months. Should I give it more time? Probably. That's more than likely what my midwife would say.</li>
<li>Let's say I get it pulled. Yaz/Yazmin is out - caused depression. NFP/Charting/condoms are a pain in the rear and SCARE THE BEJEEZUS out of me. What then? A different pill? I suppose.</li>
</ul>Hokay, that's all for now. I just had to post this because omgwhatamIgoingtodo?!?!Mrs. Jennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10337343558320378683noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7335756816088553781.post-53057437163395084282010-01-28T09:13:00.000-06:002010-01-28T09:13:02.642-06:00Someone have the phone number for Hair Club for Men?No, seriously.<br />
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I cannot even believe how much hair I am losing. I read that this would happen. I also read that my hair would get thicker with pregnancy. IT DIDN'T.<br />
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I really shouldn't complain, my hair has always been pretty thick. I would always lose a bit every day in the shower, but I'm pulling out handfuls now. There are enough tresses in my drain catch to give Barbie a hair transplant. But what can I do? A big fat NOTHING.<br />
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Thankfully, even though showering feels like a scene in a horror movie, I'm not really noticing my hair being thinner. Yet. (And by typing said words, I probably just cursed myself.)<br />
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In other news, I had my abdomen ultrasound-ed yesterday. It was really weird. I mean, I was watching the tech show me all my organs on the screen and kept thinking that it was only like, 10 months ago that I saw my little girl on the screen for the first time. I was waiting for him to find my liver and say "and there's the baby!" or something like that. ::shudder:: If I heard those words again so soon...gah. Speaking of horror movies...<br />
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Anyway - no word yet from the doctor. If I was a betting lady (which I am) I would say there were no stones in that ultrasound. Just a big ol' empty gallbladder. I wish the doc would just call me so I can find out.<br />
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Four more days until I go back to work...Mrs. Jennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10337343558320378683noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7335756816088553781.post-20945059477650325822010-01-27T20:35:00.001-06:002010-01-27T20:35:34.985-06:003 months.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2779/4309924259_069c0183b3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2779/4309924259_069c0183b3.jpg" width="400" /></a><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">You're three months old today. We celebrated by going to Babies R Us and buying you a few new toys, and by redoing my blog while you helped by sleeping. It was a fun day for sure.<br />
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Some of you may be familiar with it. I had a blog prior to this one called <a href="http://bloggedbliss.blogspot.com/">Blogged Bliss</a>. Once I found I was pregnant (or trying to be) I started this blog so I could keep it a secret from all friends and family. But, now that the secret's out, I'd kind of like to go back home, so to speak.<br />
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I IMPLORE you to join me again - only this time at <a href="http://bloggedbliss.blogspot.com/">Blogged Bliss</a>. All of my blog posts here have been moved so you won't be missing a thing! If anything, you get to read my posts PRE baby, including the insanity of getting married and buying our first house. And, if I do say so myself, I kind of think it's prettier. (Although still a work in progress.)<br />
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This blog will exist until Valentine's Day. Then all new posts will be found over at <a href="http://bloggedbliss.blogspot.com/">Blogged Bliss</a>.<br />
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Thank you loyal readers! Follow! Subscribe! Vote! Pants on the ground!Mrs. Jennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10337343558320378683noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7335756816088553781.post-69951834080775075522010-01-26T14:39:00.000-06:002010-01-26T14:39:45.299-06:00I'm getting an ultrasound tomorrow.No, dear internets, I am not knocked up again, THANK YOU BABY JESUS.<br />
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Lately, the dreaded <a href="http://jbttc.blogspot.com/search/label/%22avocado%20epsiode%22">avocado episodes</a> are back. Indeed they were triggered by guacamole consumption (so sue me) and now the old gallbladder is just acting like a bitch again and hurting me all the time.<br />
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I was almost fully convinced I wasn't going to need any treatment for it after I had Abby because it seemed I could eat anything and everything I hadn't been able to while it was acting up. But I hadn't attempted the dreaded avocado. And then I did and then my gallbladder (AKA Vincent*) was all "OH NO YOU DI'ENT" and then I nearly died from pain. <br />
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So, I saw a loverly doctor today who scheduled me for an ultrasound of my jerky abdomen tomorrow morning at 8am (8 hours of no food beforehand?! They'd better start that thing at 8am ON THE DOT) to see if I've got some stones hanging out in there. I'm almost hoping there are, because the simple solution to relieve me of my pain is to yank the sucker out. She'd like to do it this week, if possible.<br />
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At first I panicked at the prospect of more time in the hospital, but in reality, as long as I don't have to vaginally deliver my gallbladder I'm pretty sure this will be a walk in the park. <br />
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In other news, Abby will be 3 months old tomorrow and DEAR GOD I GO BACK TO WORK IN A WEEK. Unless they pull out Vincent. Then it might be a little longer before work.<br />
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So, until I post a tear jerker post about how my child is practically already a grown up, I bid you adieu.<br />
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*A note about my gallbladder being named Vincent. My dear e-friend <a href="http://twitter.com/poeiap">Poeia</a> helped me name it. Vincent seemed the best since it makes me think of Vincent Price and I can only imagine my gallbladder being devious and having an awesome pencil-thin mustache.Mrs. Jennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10337343558320378683noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7335756816088553781.post-86727803476435688792010-01-19T11:03:00.001-06:002010-01-19T11:08:57.003-06:00Hungry baby = fast post.Hello internets.<br />
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Again, routine in the Abby house = not much excitement. However, MY MOTHER is coming to stay with us! Her flight gets in at 5-ish today, and she's staying through the weekend (my dad is driving up on Friday). The hubs and I keep saying "they're going to shit when they see how much she's changed." Like, at least once a day we say that. It's getting ridiculous, but it's so true.<br />
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Anyway, Abby and I will be at the airport to pick her up, and I'm hoping she blesses my mom with a big gummy smile. They're still few and far between so when they happen it's pretty monumental.<br />
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Other than that, I go back to work TWO WEEKS FROM TODAY. I am both excited and totally dreading that day at once.<br />
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Sorry there's nothing funny to report with this post. Except maybe the fact that I smell like cat butt. Did I mention I didn't shower yesterday? Because I didn't.<br />
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And...Abby just filled her diapers. The sheer force of her pushing out the poo made the pacifier in her mouth shoot across the room. THERE'S your excitement, internets. Enjoy.Mrs. Jennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10337343558320378683noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7335756816088553781.post-16374705660476115672010-01-13T11:12:00.001-06:002010-01-13T11:13:51.667-06:00This post is mostly for my mom......because she was getting sick of the guidos fist pumping every time she checked my blog. Now you get to see a post addressed to you! And now everyone knows you're not amused by The Situation. I'll post your phone number for disagreeing fans later.<br />
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Not much is going on in the land of Abby and her unshowered mother. Routine is setting in, and so when I do things like wash dishes twice a day, do laundry and pick up the house while watching Bonnie Hunt and What Not to Wear...there really isn't much worth blogging about.<br />
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It DOES sadden me that routine is finally settling in, and I'm going back to work in less than three weeks. I'm going to try to make the best of the rest of my time and make Abby learn as many tricks as possible so I don't miss anything. She did give me a BIG smile yesterday morning when I went to her crib to get her up for the day. We're still working on smiles. I think she's just a little shy. Other than that, she's lifting her legs up in the air all the time now, so we're getting some assistance during diaper changes. <br />
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Hmmm...what else? I think that's about it for now. I apologize for my lack of anything. I'm spending most of my time manning the Save Conan fanpage on Facebook. (I'm so crabby with NBC that I could spit.) <a href="http://www.facebook.com/?ref=home#/pages/Save-Conan/242401513755?ref=ts">Wanna become a fan? Click here.</a>Mrs. Jennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10337343558320378683noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7335756816088553781.post-48484486399216262902010-01-08T10:45:00.001-06:002010-01-26T14:44:45.542-06:00Let me pause for a moment to say...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b213/jennabee13/fist-pumping-like-champs-o.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b213/jennabee13/fist-pumping-like-champs-o.gif" /></a><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://illcommunication.beastieboys.com/#/sabotage%20">Make one.</a><br />
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Her new stats are 11 lbs 3ozs, and 24 inches tall. That's TWO FEET TALL, people. Where does she get her towering height from? Certainly not her parents. Maybe my dad's genes skipped a generation and she'll be 6'2".<br />
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Her shots went as well as could be expected. I felt horrible hearing her scream only to know she had 2 more to endure. But she survived, and so did I. And then she slept ALL DAY. Thus...last night didn't go so well. She didn't want to go to bed, and when she fell asleep she woke up at midnight, 4am, 6:30am, and that was that. We were up for the day. So now I'm doing my best to try to keep her stimulated and entertained so she sleeps tonight. Momma's tired.<br />
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In my attempts to keep her awake - she's learned a new trick.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">She figured out how to bring the rattle up to her mouth AND CHEW ON IT. ISN'T THAT EFFING AWESOME?! This kid - she's got talent. <br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I woke up on Friday morning with the WORST HEADACHE EVER and heard the hubs reaching for something in a pill bottle. I shoved my hand in his face while managing the words "GIVE ME SOME." I got Tylenol (what was left of the pregnancy stash) because we were out of Advil. Yet another sign of my lack of drinking. Christ, he could have given me his man vitamins and I would have been okay with it as long as I was taking SOMETHING.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Anyway, my baby girl has her two month appointment tomorrow, complete with her first round of post delivery room vaccinations. ::insert scurred momma here:: I'm probably going to cry on the car ride home. That is, if they give her any shots at all. She's been a little booger-y and cough-y for the past 12 hours. I'm hoping it's just a fluke, but if she really IS sick, she might be skipping the shots this time around. <br />
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<a href="http://vimeo.com/8542409">Asking for a smile...</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/user491852">jenna bee</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com/">Vimeo</a>.Mrs. Jennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10337343558320378683noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7335756816088553781.post-22826012896148895842009-12-31T14:06:00.001-06:002009-12-31T14:06:37.830-06:00Oh, and one last thing.Pretty pretty please give a few clicks to the icons on the right, and also at the bottom of this post.<br />
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</div>Mrs. Jennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10337343558320378683noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7335756816088553781.post-4840900878123673942009-12-31T11:29:00.001-06:002009-12-31T14:00:00.787-06:00It's been real, 2009.So...we've come to the infamous blog post on New Year's Eve where bloggers 'round the world spout off resolutions <a href="http://bloggedbliss.blogspot.com/2009/01/another-belated-new-years-post.html">everyone knows</a> <a href="http://bloggedbliss.blogspot.com/2009/01/resolutions-part-deux.html">they won't keep</a> and wrap up the year. (I find it hilarious that I only blogged more because I got pregnant, and did not lose 10 pounds but instead gained 40 and then lost 30...so essentially I GAINED 10lbs. Awesome.)<br />
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Mine shall be no different.<br />
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If ever there was a year that was a rollercoaster of emotions, it was this one. The nerd in me wanted to make a line chart of my ups and downs, but that seems a little excessive. <br />
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I ended 2008 by driving to Lutsen, MN in THE WORST BLIZZARD EVAR and then skied my way into 2009. I took a <a href="http://bloggedbliss.blogspot.com/2009/01/resolution-1-fail.html">girls trip to Vegas</a> where I crippled myself in my last attempt at heels. I went to Mexico with the hubs and my parents, where <a href="http://jbttc.blogspot.com/2009/03/uh-holy-shit.html">I peed on a stick</a> and found out my life was never to be the same. Not long after that, my beloved Grandmother Gabba took a turn for the worse, and in April, <a href="http://jbttc.blogspot.com/2009/04/maybe-little-early-but-letter_07.html">she passed away</a>. I said <a href="http://jbttc.blogspot.com/2009/05/16-weeks.html">goodbye to a friend</a> far, far too early. Over the summer, I bitched and moaned about being pregnant with Abby, who kicked my ass internally. I had a baby shower, and had to put my <a href="http://jbttc.blogspot.com/2009/07/unexpected-benefits-of-losing-kitty.html">darling kitty Miles</a> to sleep. I attempted a <a href="http://jbttc.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-this-pregnant-lady-takes-weekend.html">weekend in the north woods</a> at 28 weeks pregnant. I turned 29, had about a million labor scares, had another baby shower, <a href="http://jbttc.blogspot.com/2009/10/abigail-rita.html">gave birth</a> 2 weeks early to my precious daughter, born on her late Great Grandmother Gabba's birthday. And for the past 2 months I have watched her grow to be the best baby a mother could ask for.<br />
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If ever there was a year of growing up, this was it. I can safely say that I am not the same person I was on that chair lift in Lutsen a year ago. I am so much different. I know what it's like to lose a part of your heart by losing a loved one. I also know that there is no love like the one you can have for your own child. My mother has become more of a best friend than I ever imagined, and more important to me now that I know what she went through for me. (Read: LABOR.)<br />
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I'm not totally ready to file this year away. Parts of it I'm more than happy to try to forget, but others I feel like I never <i>should</i> forget. However, in a little more than 12 hours, 2010 will be here whether I like it or not.<br />
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I AM excited to see what 2010 has to offer. It's no longer about me, but all about Abby. I <i>do</i> turn 30 next year, so that sucks, but unlike this year, I'm looking forward to closing the door on my 20s. But that's another post for another day. (Another day, in <b>September</b>. Start thinking of appropriate birthday gifts NOW, people.)<br />
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My resolutions? Fast and furious - Try to be healthy and be the best momma I can be. I'm pretty sure those aren't too lofty. <br />
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So, that's a wrap. We'll see you in 2010, ladies and germs.<br />
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We're having a decent sized Christmas party on Friday night for our friends, and our house looks like the setting for the latest apocalypse movie. (2012? Yeah, our living room was the backdrop.) I can't hold Abby cause that's pissing her off. The moby isn't an option. Apparently, sleep is SO 2 days ago.<br />
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</div>Mrs. Jennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10337343558320378683noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7335756816088553781.post-68118440780076287762009-12-17T10:17:00.000-06:002009-12-17T10:17:37.858-06:00This is where I get mushy.This morning, as I'm sitting here, enjoying my new favorite talk show (Bonnie Hunt. I love her. That Chicago accent!! It just reminds me of home.) Abby's in my lap kind of squirmy but also kind of sleeping. And I start to get mushy because she's just all kinds of cute.<br />
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I love the way she squeaks when she stretches. Did I mention she stretches all the time? Because she does.<br />
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And the thing that gets me so much is when she laughs in her sleep. Do all babies do this? She isn't smiling really that much - just an occasional one here and there that we pretty much have to bribe out of her. But when she sleeps? She's all smiles and laughs. It melts my heart. And then this morning it dawned on me that someday, she'll do that when she's awake...and it'll be because of something Josh or I did.<br />
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And PS - she slept through the night THREE NIGHTS IN A ROW. Except last night. That didn't work so well. I'm guessing it's because her routine was changed, and we weren't home until nearly 11pm from the in-laws. We'll try again tonight.Mrs. Jennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10337343558320378683noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7335756816088553781.post-55023444178654928302009-12-14T09:56:00.000-06:002009-12-14T09:56:27.812-06:00You were not missed. And...STTN!!It was not a surprise when I woke up this morning to the arrival of that bitch Aunt Flo. I've been having cramps on and off since Friday. However, prior to getting pregnant, I never got pre-period cramps, only one day of HOLY HELL MY REPRODUCTIVE ORGANS ARE GOING TO FALL OUT kind of cramps.<br />
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Being pregnant sucked. You all know how crappy it ended up for me.<br />
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I long for those days now.<br />
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John the Midwife says my Mirena IUD should eventually take care of my cramps and make my monthly visitor lighter and less painful. He also warned me that this first post partum period is going to totally suck. I'm fastening my seat belt as we speak.<br />
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I'll start by saying this - I purchased a LOT of things based on recommendations from friends, internet ratings and just because it looked cool. Some things worked great - others I wonder why I ever bothered. Hopefully someone can learn from my mistakes! Without further ado:<br />
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<a href="http://www.kiddopotamus.com/p_swad.php" target="_blank">SwaddleMe</a> wraps - I bought one of these from BabySteals.com or something without knowing much about it, and ended up buying 3 more from Babies R Us. Abby LOVED being wrapped up tight, and it was the only way she'd sleep soundly (and still to this day!) Swaddling with a regular blanket did not work, as she'd kick or punch her way out of it. I had four, 2 fleece and 2 cotton knit. I probably could have gotten by with just one of each, but Abby doesn't spit up much so...take that as you will. <br />
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<a href="http://www.toysrus.com/product/index.jsp?productId=3402604" target="_blank">Graco Pack N Play</a> - Anyone who's going to be traveling with the wee babe, or needs something for grandma's house - THIS is what to get. Between the bassinet feature and changing table (that folds out of the way) it's everything you need while on the road. It even has a mini diaper caddy and wipes holder. <br />
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<a href="http://www.fisher-price.com/fp.aspx?st=2002&e=demo&pid=45667" target="_blank">Fisher-Price Little Lamb Swing</a> - I know most of the baby world knows how great this thing is already, so I won't go off the deep end with compliments, but it's pretty damn great. Abby loves hers. And momma just found out the seat sits up or lays down. (I'm a slow learner apparently.)<br />
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<a href="http://www.learningcurve.com/product/detail/Y4064A2?locale=en_US" target="_blank">Air Flow Sleep Positioner</a> - I don't remember why I was inclined to buy this (probably the instilled fear of SIDS) but it is WONDERFUL. Abby rolls onto her side pretty easily - not with this product. It's adjustable, and she doesn't seem to notice. The piece of mind it offers is worth the $13 or whatever it cost.<br />
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<a href="http://www.toysrus.com/product/index.jsp?productId=2459691" target="_blank">Cloth Diapers</a> - Yeah - I don't cloth diaper. (Tell me about how I'm destroying the environment later.) However, these things are THE BEST burp cloths. Don't bother with the cutesy burp cloths sold by Gerber - they're too thin and Abby ends up getting soaked unless we double them up. Cloth diapers are the way to go.<br />
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<a href="http://www.target.com/gp/detail.html/188-3602210-3308025?ASIN=B0026717P2&AFID=Froogle&LNM=B0026717P2%7CAden_and_Anais_Zooaroo_Swaddle_Wraps_Neutral&ci_src=14110944&ci_sku=B0026717P2&ref=tgt_adv_XSG10001" target="_blank">Aden + Anais Swaddle Wraps</a> - These are HUGE muslin blankets great for swaddling, emergency crib sheet, etc etc. A good lightweight blanket for summertime as well. Also - BUY THEM FROM TARGET - they're about $15 cheaper than if you buy them anywhere else. Don't ask me why. <br />
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<a href="http://www.fisher-price.com/fp.aspx?st=2341&e=detail&pid=43203&pcat=buocean" target="_blank">Soothe & Glow Seahorse</a> - Again, this is all over the baby boards as being awesome so I won't bother going into it. Just trust me - IT WORKS.<br />
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<a href="http://www.tinylove.com/" target="_blank">Tiny Love Symphony in Motion Mobile</a> - I LOVE this mobile. It's perfect with bold colors and black & white graphics. Unfortch, it's not being produced anymore, but Tiny Love has other mobiles that are just as awesome. I bought mine on craigslist. Here's where I'm not so much on this - the motor was a bit loud, so I tried to contact Tiny Love to get a replacement part. I called them 4 times, leaving messages 3 of those times, and sent two emails trying to get ahold of someone. I still have yet to get any sort of reply. So...as long as it never breaks this is an awesome mobile. :)<br />
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<a href="http://www.binklink.com/pacifier-clip/candy-necklace.html/" target="_blank">Bink Link Pacifier Clip</a> - I'll admit, when I saw little Madeline (of <a href="http://www.mattlogelin.com/" target="_blank">Matt & Madeline</a> fame) with one of these I ordered one. Like, 5 months before I even tried to get pregnant. It was just too cute. And it's also a lifesaver. Abby loves her pacifier, but also enjoys spitting out just as much. This stops it from hitting the floor. And stops me from having a nervous breakdown.<br />
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<a href="http://www.mobywrap.com/" target="_blank">Moby Wrap</a> - I don't use this too much yet - but <a href="http://jbttc.blogspot.com/2009/11/moby-win.html">the times I have</a> made it worth the money. I'm sure I'll use it more as she gets older and when it's not eleventy billion degrees below zero.<br />
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Bassinet (courtesy of craigslist) - I wasn't going to buy one since I had planned on using the Pack N Play in our bedroom. Then, a couple months before my due date I realized there was no way in HELL that huge thing was going to fit in our room. I didn't see the sense in buying a brand new bassinet when she was only going to use it for a couple months, tops. I got mine for $30, and it was in great shape. Ours is two pieces, so you can bring the "basket portion" into the living room, leaving the base behind.<br />
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<a href="http://minimebabygear.com/catalog.php?item=65" target="_blank">Wet Happened Bag</a> - Such a good idea. Anytime Abby's spit up or somehow managed to piss all over her clothes while we were out and about - her clothes went into this bag, keeping everything else dry and smelling good in her diaper bag. I have the "orchid groovy" print.<br />
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<a href="http://www.summerinfant.com/categories_products_view/451/Slim-Secure-Handheld-Color-Video-Monitor.html" target="_blank">Summer Handheld Video Monitor</a> - We tried the traditional audio monitor in our house and for whatever reason got nothing but feedback. (WiFi interfering? Who knows.) We had our eye on this the whole time, and finally broke down and bought it. LOVE. We have to keep the door to her room closed since our cat loves her crib more than she does - so having an ear AND eye on her from anywhere in the house is awesome for peace of mind. It was spendy, but I got it on sale at Babies R Us and it's been worth every penny.<br />
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<a href="http://www.burtsbees.com/product-line/baby-bee/" target="_blank">Burt Bees "Baby Bee" line</a> - I received Johnson's, Mustela and Burt's Bees products as gifts...and I have to say I love the Burt's Baby Bee products the best. (Ironic name, no?) Their line is almost 100% natural and smells just as good if not better than the Johnson's line.<br />
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<a href="http://www.munchkin.com/products/detail.html?section=prodCategories&ID=10000&pID=170" target="_blank">Munchkin Safety Bath Duck</a> - If you're like me and enjoy a scalding hot bath, it can be kind of scary selecting a temp for your little one. This little ducky stopped me from worrying if the tub was too hot. <br />
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And websites I purchased many an item from - <a href="http://mamabargains.com/" target="_blank">Mamabargains.com</a> and <a href="http://babysteals.com/" target="_blank">Babysteals.com</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.halosleepsack.com/" target="_blank">Halo Sleep Sacks</a> -I have 3 of these (including a swaddling version from the hospital) and I've used one a couple times. Here's my issue (and maybe it's just a seasonal deal) - her arms are not covered while she's in this thing (the non-swaddle version). It's cold in our house at night, and this didn't keep her warm. Fine for napping, but I'm not sold.<br />
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<a href="http://www.itzbeen.com/" target="_blank">Itzbeen Timer</a> - I bought this because in the beginning I was having a hard time remembering when I had fed Abby. Problem is, I also had a hard time remembering to hit the button every time I did, which makes this thing pretty useless. I will say I use the light on it all the time, as I have it clipped to the bassinet. (Then I don't have to turn on my light in the middle of the night and wake up the mister.) Might be more helpful for breastfeeding mommies (helps to remind which breast you nursed from last). <br />
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<a href="http://www.toysrus.com/product/index.jsp?productId=3332082" target="_blank">Carter's Cuddle Me Safari Bouncer</a> - I registered for this because it was cute, neutral and had a vibrating option. IT SUCKS. Her head rolls all around (despite the head positioner) and the vibration makes this thing sound like it's going to fall apart. It's SO LOUD. We had to stuff folded up paper into it to try to quiet it down and it just vibrates out and the one million decibel vibrations resume. I wish we had a chair that was quiet, because she likes it, but momma can't stand the sound. But I can't bring myself to buy a different one. <br />
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<a href="http://www.toysrus.com/product/index.jsp?productId=2373662" target="_blank">Fold Away Baby Bath </a>- I thought this would be nice to have since it folds up so small, but it's ridiculous. I can't use it alone, she slides all over the place on the inflatable bottom. It might be better when she's older and can sit up on her own, but not now. Also, the plastic feet made the tub itself slide all over our tub. We ended up with one that <a href="http://www.toysrus.com/product/index.jsp?productId=3312384" target="_blank">looks like this</a> (sans the froggy stuff) and it's MUCH better, I can actually give her a bath myself.<br />
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<a href="http://www.toysrus.com/product/index.jsp?productId=3508458" target="_blank">Gerber Burp Cloths</a> - As I mentioned above, these things are adorable but need to be doubled or tripled up to prevent the formula from leaking through. <br />
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<a href="http://www.kids-n-cribs.com/munire/munire-tampa-collection/munire-tampa-lifetime-crib-combo-package" target="_blank">Baby Cache "Tampa" Crib & Dresser</a> - I only put this here because I have a complaint. The wood is REALLY soft and there's lots of dents and deep scratches in both of these already (some scratches from my kitty's claws!!) and that makes me sad for how much they were. Other than that I really like the design and build of these two...but scratches = sad.Mrs. Jennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10337343558320378683noreply@blogger.com2