tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-46410479797123456012024-03-14T01:29:37.326-07:00DO I HAVE TO BE A DINK?Do I Have to Be a D.I.N.K.?http://www.blogger.com/profile/13930605269034903186noreply@blogger.comBlogger182125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4641047979712345601.post-21979438383734781192014-01-22T15:58:00.000-07:002014-01-22T15:58:12.220-07:00One and DoneI visit my blog every couple days to mainly read all the blogs that I follow. I love keeping in touch and reading everyone’s posts. I don’t have much to say on my blog these days since we are no longer TTC. We are enjoying life with a toddler and trying to keep up with her. I can’t believe that Charlotte is already 17 months old. She runs the house hold and is starting to talk more.
There have been lots of discussions in our home about a potential second baby. After many deep conversations and a few tears we have decided against any more fertility treatments. It’s what is best for our family at this time.
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I did realize that a vacation with older parents and a one year old is a lot of work. We were exhausted by the time we got home. Totally worth it but exhausted.
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We just celebrated Charlotte’s first birthday and it was a blast! I may have gone a bit overboard but it was totally worth every second of her happiness. Charlotte loves people and attention so she was in heaven during her party. There were about 10 kids - ages ranging from 8 months old to four and she played with them all. She may have made two of the little boys cry…
Here are some photos.
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We are really excited to see what the next year brings. She already amazes us every day.
Bullets from the last couple weeks….
• She can say Dog (and bark like one), Eli (her favorite cousin), Hi and NO. Still waiting for her to say Mommy and Daddy with meaning! She babbles all day long and I really want to know what she is thinking!
• She is always holding her hand to her ear pretending to be on the phone. She will put it over her ear and say Hi.
• She can now run…if she knows you want to grab her she will squeal and pick up the pace to get away from you. It makes me laugh every time.
• She feeds the dogs from her highchair. I have to lock them up now during dinner.
• She will grab a book and back up to sit in your lap so you can read together…love this.
• We started to transition to whole milk and she loves it.
• The only food she won’t eat is broccoli
• Leaving tomorrow for her first trip to the Beach! San Diego here we come!
Do I Have to Be a D.I.N.K.?http://www.blogger.com/profile/13930605269034903186noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4641047979712345601.post-61322187095548077792013-08-19T12:30:00.000-07:002013-08-19T12:30:15.529-07:00Is it really August?<br />
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Umm…I am in shock that Charlotte is turning one next week. They weren’t lying when they said that time flies the first year. I have been busy planning her first birthday party. Here’s a sneak peek…
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We are going on our first family vacation in September with my parents. C’s first trip to the beach! We are heading over to San Diego which is a 6 hour drive. Any tips for a long car ride with a one year old or tips on what I need at the beach??? Then in October we are flying to Florida for C’s Great Grandpas 100th birthday. Wondering how a 5 hour plan flight will be with her. I’m excited for the adventures but a little nervous to travel with her. Any helpful hints would be great!
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She is now walking…soon to be running everywhere. She is very proud of herself and barley lets me hold her. She is a very busy girl always on a mission - usually it’s to play in the dog bowls. She loves moving their food from one bowl to the next. (She may or may not lick each piece of food as she does this)
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Hope everyone is well. I will post first birthday photos soon! Cheers! Do I Have to Be a D.I.N.K.?http://www.blogger.com/profile/13930605269034903186noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4641047979712345601.post-62545168262011754322013-07-01T14:46:00.000-07:002013-07-01T14:46:06.563-07:00HelloI know that I can’t just start writing on here like I haven’t missed the last 8 months of blogging and I’m not even sure if anyone still reads this blog but…. I want to leave this space here so hopefully my story can help someone else. I still follow all the blogs on my reader. I am not the best commenter but I am nosy enough to read! Please email me if you want to connect in Facebook or Instagram.<br />
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Things with us are great. Charlotte is keeping us very busy. She is a very determined 10 month old. I am busy planning her first birthday party. We are going with a hot pink/ Zebra theme! I can’t wait. I am still trying to figure out how to balance working full time and spending as much time with her. I am very lucky because my sister watches her for me. C gets lots of love and attention. Right now my sister’s four kids (ages 12 to 21) are home on summer break and spoil C. I don’t think they ever put her down!<br />
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I’m starting to come to terms that she will probably be our one and only baby. Since having her I have not been on bc in hopes of the miracle BFP but nothing yet. We have two frosties that we are considering using but they are not the best quality. Hubs and I have decided to not do IVF again so…I guess I will patiently wait for my miracle while enjoying running after C! I have saved all of her baby clothes and gear in hopes to get to use it again. It takes up half of our guest room. Not sure how long I should save the stuff. I guess for a year and after that re-evaluate. <br />
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Happy Monday and I will try to post more than once every six months! <br />
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Do I Have to Be a D.I.N.K.?http://www.blogger.com/profile/13930605269034903186noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4641047979712345601.post-27719927850098786802013-01-12T05:28:00.001-07:002013-01-12T05:28:39.551-07:00Photos from Christmas!I figured out how to post some pictures! Get ready for some cuteness! <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBO1LIVz3tLJgKtmWW28KbywZhyVSaq7mTJ5q1ttI_z7Guvi8G9zFlUFDDe6A3b37kPSYavCDRU5ALnnpsVg76PWaIkrJCA5IL92pWUBfg2onNoSAxvtCB0EZQXNZfhR4Yc11s0wBZJvIG/s640/blogger-image-113692206.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBO1LIVz3tLJgKtmWW28KbywZhyVSaq7mTJ5q1ttI_z7Guvi8G9zFlUFDDe6A3b37kPSYavCDRU5ALnnpsVg76PWaIkrJCA5IL92pWUBfg2onNoSAxvtCB0EZQXNZfhR4Yc11s0wBZJvIG/s640/blogger-image-113692206.jpg" /></a></div> <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs-lVxhiVcppqODf1i90ju52GGoylQnf7ZsM8RTG1Anu7xZIhu5t1hsEQG_MEs9f6tmg_HhIjSPx2KP0qlNWFCtAYj7Ib4hp_T39T9ym1o8dzggY1IlXyWHqNNrvK7qV7OkPrS_P2SGxNf/s640/blogger-image-546806191.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs-lVxhiVcppqODf1i90ju52GGoylQnf7ZsM8RTG1Anu7xZIhu5t1hsEQG_MEs9f6tmg_HhIjSPx2KP0qlNWFCtAYj7Ib4hp_T39T9ym1o8dzggY1IlXyWHqNNrvK7qV7OkPrS_P2SGxNf/s640/blogger-image-546806191.jpg" /></a></div> <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq-ctstJ4joxKsn1WjPMDw_jGr7imyxxJwgFSyGyXzOV_CU7iDVDiU-QGNjRZGMONg8M6WRWv6p38rrqqJdRAlb1bgJdvBKk3lAC5g3C9FnmxxyX4CfSrxqQXFzeEv28X3LXZSC4tD3y_t/s640/blogger-image-655477375.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq-ctstJ4joxKsn1WjPMDw_jGr7imyxxJwgFSyGyXzOV_CU7iDVDiU-QGNjRZGMONg8M6WRWv6p38rrqqJdRAlb1bgJdvBKk3lAC5g3C9FnmxxyX4CfSrxqQXFzeEv28X3LXZSC4tD3y_t/s640/blogger-image-655477375.jpg" /></a></div> <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpRbDa0bXBgxUpzoAd6qlaiJ4lj220RVNb5LJJ1qhM3TzjoOayaaICDQFE3J51yYU90ar0cL50oi4Yr65KIIOGBXuWJuvCE-9KpnDM2k0YFuDMatNhp4wwS0uZTooJghE9LByOKTN5M1z9/s640/blogger-image--1014733431.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpRbDa0bXBgxUpzoAd6qlaiJ4lj220RVNb5LJJ1qhM3TzjoOayaaICDQFE3J51yYU90ar0cL50oi4Yr65KIIOGBXuWJuvCE-9KpnDM2k0YFuDMatNhp4wwS0uZTooJghE9LByOKTN5M1z9/s640/blogger-image--1014733431.jpg" /></a></div> <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKurNfsLb6eIiuoW7GG-fF8vF89BKgiQYHNvTEg40h314fRC3epQRKXnuiq2Y1KBB4ZnEPhzLkkyIYFvR55iewSHqqkuzYZV1za-1pMsmLCcnICRlW0g7hUxwRKSt793vzj32jABs_99Mn/s640/blogger-image--1177670727.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKurNfsLb6eIiuoW7GG-fF8vF89BKgiQYHNvTEg40h314fRC3epQRKXnuiq2Y1KBB4ZnEPhzLkkyIYFvR55iewSHqqkuzYZV1za-1pMsmLCcnICRlW0g7hUxwRKSt793vzj32jABs_99Mn/s640/blogger-image--1177670727.jpg" /></a></div>Do I Have to Be a D.I.N.K.?http://www.blogger.com/profile/13930605269034903186noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4641047979712345601.post-79076251505825397102013-01-11T14:44:00.000-07:002013-01-11T14:44:03.928-07:00<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Hey there!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I have missed you guys.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I am still reading just not posting.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Charlotte is doing great and she keeps us laughing.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I love her little personality.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She is so busy trying to figure out the world.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I am trying to post pictures from the past couple months but Blogger is not liking me.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> I will keep trying! </span>Not sure how much I will be posting on here so hit me up with an email and we can connect on FB or instgram.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
Do I Have to Be a D.I.N.K.?http://www.blogger.com/profile/13930605269034903186noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4641047979712345601.post-33187718639344861872012-10-09T08:35:00.000-07:002013-01-07T14:32:53.247-07:00Her NurseryI just wanted to share a few photos of Charlotte's room. We love how it turned out! The glider and ottomen were shipped to us incorrectly. I am still waiting on the correct one to make it to our house. The one I ordered is a darker fabric and it reclines. This chair will become a store model hence the towels covering it. I still need to hang a couple things on the walls. I have two frames that I need to get pictures in and a couple wall hangings. <br />
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<br />Do I Have to Be a D.I.N.K.?http://www.blogger.com/profile/13930605269034903186noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4641047979712345601.post-45213632766026746952012-10-02T14:30:00.000-07:002012-10-02T14:30:09.042-07:00Month OneThis first month has flown by and I am loving every second of it. We are doing great and Miss Charlotte is now weighing in over 11lbs. Needless to say, she really likes her breast milk! Last night she blessed me with a four hour stretch of sleep. She usuall sleeps for two to three hours. I have her napping in her crib these days so I actually get a moment or two to myself. I hope to catch up on blogging and commenting! Here are a few photos. I promise to start writing more...<br />
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<br />Do I Have to Be a D.I.N.K.?http://www.blogger.com/profile/13930605269034903186noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4641047979712345601.post-92222926223356415302012-09-09T09:36:00.002-07:002012-09-09T09:36:31.043-07:00Charlotte's Birth StoryI was scheduled to go in for my second induction on Thursday, August 23rd at 5pm. The hospital called and postponed my induction because they were booked. I guess all those Thanksgiving babies decided to make their appearance that same weekend. I sat by the phone all weekend waiting to get rescheduled - literally jumping every time my phone rang. We finally received the call Sunday at 5pm to head in for a 7pm induction. I was so excited! I hopped in the shower and got ready to head to the hospital. I probably should have used that time napping but oh well. We arrived at the hospital and they said all they had available was a triage bed. I was not too happy to spend the next zillion hours being induced in triage but what can you do - They got me set up and checked out. At this point I was 80% effaced and almost 3 cm dilated. The OB started me on miso. A pill taken orally to help move things along. I was only in triage for an hour or two. They were thankfully able to get me into a labor room. I took the first pill around 9pm - they told me it could take up to four pills every 6 hours apart to get things going. I was ready to be in there for the long haul. I didn't feel like the pill was doing much. We actually chilled and watched Breaking Bad and then I fell asleep for an hour or so. Just after midnight I felt this pop and a gush...my water broke. That really got things moving. The contractions started in full force and I was progressing quickly. At 3:30am I was begging for an epidural. At that point I was 5 cm dilated and in a the epidural was wonderful! I didn't even notice it being placed - I was concentrating on my contractions too much to notice. The epidural seemed to slow things down a bit but I didn't mind. <br />
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Around 2:00pm the nurse had me start pushing. I never felt that urge to push but once I started she was happy with my progress. I pushed for half and hour and Charlotte was born! The nurses kept telling me that I was an expert pusher...I'm sure they say that to all the ladies! My epidural had worn off enough that I could move my legs and feel a bit of what was going on. It was an amazing experience. They laid her on my chest when she came out an I was able to spend 10 minutes or so with her. Hubby got to cut the cord! Charlotte received an 8 and then a 9 on her apgar score and took to breast feeding immediately. <br />
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We were on cloud nine. All her grandparents were in the waiting room. They came in and got to meet our angel! Sorry this post is so choppy - I need sleep! More pictures soon!Do I Have to Be a D.I.N.K.?http://www.blogger.com/profile/13930605269034903186noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4641047979712345601.post-76404462710752997032012-09-01T14:52:00.001-07:002012-09-01T14:52:32.824-07:00She's HereI would like to introduce Miss Charlotte Ann. She made her grand appearance on Monday, August 27th at 2:34pm. We are over the moon. I will blog more when I figure out where all my time goes. I am betting its with this little one...<br />
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Do I Have to Be a D.I.N.K.?http://www.blogger.com/profile/13930605269034903186noreply@blogger.com39tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4641047979712345601.post-14634258383961428662012-08-22T14:57:00.001-07:002012-08-22T14:57:51.092-07:00I'm having trouble evicting my SquatterI went into the hospital at 430am yesterday morning for my induction. They got me checked in and started me on gel. I had three gel treatments that consisted of gel inserted into my cervix to get it softened and effaced. They would insert the gel and I would lay there for an hour then they would have me walk the hospital for 40 minutes. They would do an internal check to see my progress and repeat the progress. I started at 2cm dilated and 75% effaced...I ended the three treatments at 2.5 cm dilated and 80% effaced. Since my body was not responding I got to do the walk of shame and head home. I am going back in to try again tomorrow night. I hope they have a better plan for me. They are still concerned with my high blood pressure and the protein levels in my urine so they are ready to induce. I am now 39 weeks so I hope my body realizes its job soon and we are able to successfully able to evict my Squatter! More to come!!!Do I Have to Be a D.I.N.K.?http://www.blogger.com/profile/13930605269034903186noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4641047979712345601.post-13695546006053313622012-08-11T17:26:00.001-07:002012-08-11T17:26:13.188-07:0037 WeeksI just wanted to check in with everyone. I am still here and still pregnant! Squatter is doing great and seems to be getting big. She is measuring in the 75%. My blood pressure went up pretty high this week so I had a fun hospital stay. I am now at home and on BP meds and I have a follow up OB appointment on Monday. I am on bed rest until then. I am getting excited to meet this little girl. I hope that the next time I have to go to the hospital it's to have her!Do I Have to Be a D.I.N.K.?http://www.blogger.com/profile/13930605269034903186noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4641047979712345601.post-48223453752391620252012-07-25T07:05:00.000-07:002012-07-25T07:05:51.257-07:00My husband has resorted to lying to me…<br />
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When I ask how I look, he says beautiful even though I know I am all puffy and have dark bags under my eyes<br />
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When I ask how moody I have been lately, he tells me that I have been an angel<br />
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When I show him my swollen fingers, he tells me they look perfectly normal<br />
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When I snore like a chainsaw and keep him up all night, he tells me that he didn’t even notice<br />
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When I freak out about maybe getting a take home baby girl, he tells me that I will be a great mom<br />
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When I eat cereal every night for dinner, he tells me that he doesn’t mind that I have not cooked dinner in months <br />
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<br />Do I Have to Be a D.I.N.K.?http://www.blogger.com/profile/13930605269034903186noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4641047979712345601.post-25120426605047321852012-07-19T15:39:00.001-07:002012-07-19T15:39:33.308-07:00Everything is good!Sorry for the lack of updates. I went back to my OB yesterday and my fluid levels are holding steady at 18 and her cyst has not grown in size. Very good news!<br />
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I start my twice weekly appointments next week. I will be 35 weeks along. I will have one appointment for a NST and a second one for an US. I am happy they will be watching me so closely. I guess it pays to be high risk and old! <br />
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I hope everyone has a great weekend! We have lots to do to get ready for Squatter. After lasts weeks scare we want to be ready in case she decides to make an early appearance. Her car seat base in now installed in my car! We are still working on her room. Pictures will be coming soon! <br />
<br />Do I Have to Be a D.I.N.K.?http://www.blogger.com/profile/13930605269034903186noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4641047979712345601.post-639331688995932702012-07-13T14:49:00.001-07:002012-07-13T14:49:55.629-07:00A little scare<br />
On Thursday I work up for work and felt a little trickle. I told hubby that I either piddled myself like a puppy or leaked a little fluid. I didn’t think much of it until an hour later at work and it happened again. I figured it was time to call my ob and ask what to do. They told me to head to their office. I showed up and they did two tests on me to see if the fluid was my amniotic fluid or not. Both of their tests came up positive for amniotic fluid. Queue tears…My OB was great, calmed me down and sent me over to the hospital for additional testing. She told me that delivering at 34 weeks was a lot different that 19 weeks and that if delivering early need to happen everything would be fine. I called hubby and told him what was going on and headed over to the hospital where my mom met me. They got me all checked into triage and hooked me up to the monitors. Squatter looked great and I enjoyed hearing her heartbeat. They proceeded to do three different tests for amniotic fluid. One of the three came up positive. They also did an US to check my fluid levels – looked great at 21. Two hours later they re-tested the two negative tests and they were still negative. The OB at the hospital chalked it up to a fluke test and sent me on my way. They said they don’t really trust the litmus test (the one that was positive) because you can get false positives. The monitors did show me contracting every 3 to 4 minutes but they didn’t hurt…just uncomfortable. They were not concerned with the contractions either. <br />
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Today I went to the MFM for a growth scan and to recheck my fluid levels. Everything looked good. My amniotic fluid was at 18 today. So she has plenty of it so they are not worried either. However, they did find a cyst on her ovary today. They said it was most likely due to all my hormones and will dissolve once she is born. We will just need to monitor it with her pediatrician. Her little belly is also measuring big. After some research on Google seems like my borderline diabetes could be causing that. Poor little Squatter – Her mommy’s hormones and diet is causing her all sorts of havoc in there. <br />
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I’m going to take it easy this weekend and hope she stays put for a couple more weeks! I hope all of you have a wonderful weekend! <br />
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This hospital has always taken good care of us and our family members so I would like to deliver Squatter there so we can have one happy memory at the hospital. I know hospitals are not known for their happy memories so maybe just a visit without bad news would do. <br />
<br />Do I Have to Be a D.I.N.K.?http://www.blogger.com/profile/13930605269034903186noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4641047979712345601.post-66571633401309629102012-06-12T07:30:00.001-07:002012-06-12T07:31:06.491-07:007 posts in one1) The nurse called and I kind of passed my glucose test. WTF does that mean? I went in for my 28 week ob appointment last week and asked the doctor. She said I passed three of the four blood draws and gave me a lecture on healthy eating. No more carbs or sugar for this girl. I have been trying to eat very healthy and for the most part I have been successful!<br />
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2) My 28 week US went well. Squatter is measuring right on track. They did find that I have excess amniotic fluid. Because of this they sent me back to the MFM to get checked out. There are many different reasons for this and they wanted them to take a look. <br />
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3) I saw the MFM yesterday and had another US. (I am starting to think Squatter is a drama queen and really likes her picture taken). Their fluid measurement put me at the high end of normal so it’s gotten a little bit better the past 5 days. Squatter is measuring on track – she is now over 3lbs and has hair! The MFM said the likely cause for the high fluid levels is because I am borderline diabetic and that by watching my diet I can fix this on my own. <br />
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4) Our life has been a bit hectic lately. We found out that we qualify to refi our home through the HARP 2.0 program. We have been working on getting that started. By refinancing our house we will reduce our monthly payment by $500! Total bonus!<br />
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5) Hubby is switching jobs. He kind of stumbled upon this new opportunity and starts on Monday. I am thankful because the new job has wonderful benefits and he will work less hours. His old job had him working 60-70 hour per week. Now he will only be working 40! <br />
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6) With Hubby’s old job he had a company truck. Now we need to buy a second car for us. We have been looking. Made an offer this weekend but the chick backed out on Monday. Back to the drawing board. <br />
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7) My parents decided to celebrate their 50th wedding anniversary by taking the entire family on an Alaskan cruise. It has been planned since October. My mom always knew there was a chance that I wouldn’t be able to go. She knew that we were going to start trying again in December and that when it worked I would be high risk and wouldn’t be able to travel. They all left this past weekend and are having a wonderful time. I have to admit that I do feel a bit sad to not be with them. I know that I am doing what’s right for me and Squatter but part of me wants to be on the family vacation. They email and text every day but I feel like I am missing out. <br />
<br />Do I Have to Be a D.I.N.K.?http://www.blogger.com/profile/13930605269034903186noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4641047979712345601.post-88327402550647283202012-06-04T13:26:00.000-07:002012-06-04T13:26:25.686-07:00UpdateI took my three hour glucose test last Wednesday. I am still waiting for the results. The tests were not as bad as some say. Maybe, I can thank my college days, because I can chug down the sugary drink no problem. I kept thinking that mixed with a little Champaign it would almost be like a Mimosa! I go in this Wednesday for my 28 week growth scan! I can’t wait to see Squatter again. She is now getting the hiccups – so cute! <br />
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My friends are throwing me a baby shower on July 1st. I can’t believe that I am going to have a baby shower - that means that I am going to have a baby! It is very exciting but so scary at the same time (part of me doesn’t want to jinx anything but I need to get over that thought and just embrace all of this). I do worry about a friend that is dealing with IF and I should email her and tell her that it’s ok if she ditches the shower. I have ditched plenty in my day so I totally get it. <br />
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I sent out remembrance cards for Gavin and I am really happy that I did that. I bought the cards that are seeds so you can plant the card and hopefully get some wild flowers. I planted mine two weeks ago and nothing is growing. I am going to chalk it up to cheap seeds and not to my lack of a green thumb. It was the perfect way to remember Gavin on his birthday.Do I Have to Be a D.I.N.K.?http://www.blogger.com/profile/13930605269034903186noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4641047979712345601.post-11545645456934401132012-05-24T15:41:00.000-07:002012-05-24T15:41:18.051-07:00Glucose TestI failed...the glucose 1 hour test. Totall bummer. Now I have to fast and take the 3 hour test next week. I am so not looking forward to that. Do I Have to Be a D.I.N.K.?http://www.blogger.com/profile/13930605269034903186noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4641047979712345601.post-23449461210188327742012-05-23T07:49:00.002-07:002012-05-23T07:49:45.162-07:00Book Exchange<br />
Is anyone interested in a book exchange? I signed up because I figured there is nothing more important that books for Squatter. I thought this would be a fun way to build up her collection. <br />
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It is like a chain mail thing where you only have to buy one person a book and get six people to participate!<br />
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And if everyone who accepts follows the rules you will end up with 36 books!!!!<br />
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Let me know, it is super easy and you put your baby's age and gender in there so people can buy the right book for your baby! <br />
<br />Do I Have to Be a D.I.N.K.?http://www.blogger.com/profile/13930605269034903186noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4641047979712345601.post-30478375656881721892012-05-19T06:46:00.000-07:002012-05-19T06:46:14.377-07:00A year agoA year ago today my sweet Gavin was born into this world. He was perfect and with us for about an hour before he passed in his fathers arms. <div>
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Please hug someone you love today because life is a precious gift. </div>Do I Have to Be a D.I.N.K.?http://www.blogger.com/profile/13930605269034903186noreply@blogger.com26tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4641047979712345601.post-82208428023204948542012-05-15T08:52:00.000-07:002012-05-15T08:52:15.422-07:00What Does Squatter Need???<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">What are you favorite / must have baby items?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I would like any and all recommendations from strollers to toys and everything in between!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>What are your favorite brands and what could you have lived without.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Please help this clueless soon to be mom.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I have started to work on my registry because my shower will be on July 1<sup>st</sup>. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I have been asking around for hand me downs but all my girlfriends’ kids are older or they had boys.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I am going to start look on Craigslist for some stuff!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>Do I Have to Be a D.I.N.K.?http://www.blogger.com/profile/13930605269034903186noreply@blogger.com18