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Tuesday, June 29, 2010

I Love Comfortable

Who doesn't?!?!

Some comfortable things I love...

~being snuggled up with my girls and/or hubby

~my pillow

~sheets with a high thread count that are so soft I can't stand myself

~soft gowns/pajamas

~these gaucho maternity pants that were hand-me-downs that I wear almost every day now (thankfully there are two pairs of medium and large!)

~my Aasics running shoes that I bought for my breast cancer walk last October; I'll never buy another brand of running shoes again. E.V.E.R.

~my flip flops from Eddie Bauer; I'll never wear another brand unless I'm forced to

~my glider rocker that I'm praying will get LOTS of use come August

These are just a few on my list. But wanna know something that I really treasure?

My comfortable friendships.

These two precious ladies came to my house with their children for a while today. This is Shannon and Shana. (I wrote about them here last year.)

It had been a long time since we had just been together. Shannon is about to have her baby (her third child, a surprise) any day now, and was a good sport about having her picture taken since she didn't fix her hair to come over. (See, she's comfortable, too!) Shana, cute as always, has one year old Sawyer who is absolutely adorable and crawls like a gorilla...too cute! (he was the first baby I held after Grady went to heaven)

Their friendship is just comfortable. There is no other word to describe it.

I didn't worry about my house being perfect. I pointed and they helped themselves in my kitchen. Shannon loves blankets, and after lunch she grabbed one and snuggled up on my sofa. I'm very blessed to have them, and other friends in my life, whom I'm completely comfortable with, almost like they're my sisters. Just to laugh and be myself, not worrying about being judged. Just being real and honest like we've always been. They were part of my "group" that I blogged about here.

I'm thankful and blessed, and I don't take it for granted for one second!


Monday, June 28, 2010

Tidbits from T

I'm up early, and thought I'd steal these few minutes for some tidbits. You know, just some random things and some of the "goings-on" of our family.

~~~The girls have slept together pretty much every night the last couple of weeks. There has only been one night that Jessica sent Emma Grace back to her bed. I was glad because I thought they both needed a really good night's sleep by themselves. They have been going to bed MUCH later than I would like this the tune of 10:30 to midnight. But unless we have a reason to get up early, they will sleep until about 9 or 10.

~~~Gib is still getting up early to go workout with his buddies from work. They have started doing P90X the last couple of weeks, and he really likes it. I thought it would annoy me that he's getting up early this summer, but it doesn't. Typically by the time he's getting up or leaving, I can no longer find a comfortable position and am ready to get up anyway. Thankfully, he's not getting up at 3:30 or 4am like he does when school is in session!

~~~Buddy has been ordered back to his crate to sleep at night. Before you feel sorry for him, he does love his crate. Aunt Barbara embroidered his name on a wonderful fleece blanket that stays by my bed. He loves to sleep on it in the space between my dresser, nightstand and the wall. He will turn toward the wall and scratch it loudly when he moves. And he snores. Apparently just like me these days! But he won't stay there all night. He gets up to plop himself down on the cold bathroom floor, too. He also has this terrible habit of chewing his feet. When he started doing this, I took him to get his nails clipped thinking that was the problem, but he didn't stop. One night I got tired of hearing his noises and to his crate he went. Would you know that was the best night's sleep I'd had in weeks? Maybe months! I realized I was waking up to his every move/noise. I thought about putting his blanket in his crate, but he has started trying to chew it lately. It's too nice to let him chew holes in, so until he can behave himself, he gets nothing in the crate with him...which is probably better since it's still summer.

~~~We've been doing absolutely terrible with our food budget...eating out way too much! I just don't have much of an appetite, whether eating at home or elsewhere. Nothing really sounds good. It's very frustrating. But I remembered this happened with Grady, too. Jessica helped me plan meals through Thursday of this week which was very helpful. I went to the store yesterday and got everything we need which feels like a great accomplishment. I actually managed to make meatloaf, mashed potatoes, green beans and zucchini last night for dinner. Dinner wasn't so bad, but the clean-up was a bear!

~~~Speaking of going to the store, I got the sweetest email from a blogger friend who lives close by. We will call her S because I don't know if she wants to be identified. We met a very round-a-bout way. It's interesting, so I'll share.

When I went to meet MckMama, I also met another lady and struck up a conversation. When I told her where I lived, she asked me if I knew S. I told her I was familiar with the name and was pretty sure that one of S's children attended the preschool. I was right. So on the day of the Thanksgiving or Christmas parties, I hunted S down and introduced myself. We follow each others blogs and have seen each other a few times at the grocery store. Sweet, sweet woman!

Back to the email...I was blown away. She offered to clean my house, go to the grocery store for my family and take pregnancy pictures of me. WOW! I haven't answered the email yet, but my heart is touched. Deeply! Thank you S! Your thoughtfulness is beyond words!

~~~I'm running out of time to finish my tidbits today. I've had to take a couple of breaks because if I sit too long, I get a bit lightheaded and dizzy. I guess the weight from my belly constricts the blood flow to my upper body. Sigh. I just heard a noise and realized it was my alarm clock going off in the bedroom. I have an appointment this morning at 10am for another NST. Jessica is going with me, and I have to take Emma Grace by Gib's school. It's time for me to get going.

~~~But one more thing before I do. Gib and Jessica are running in a 5K on July 10th. Gib has wanted to do a 5K for a long time, and he found one close by. He invited Jessica to join him, and she's all over it!


They ran two miles around our subdivision last night, and she did great. She's coming with me to my appointment today because we're getting her some new running shoes so she can break them before the big day. I'm so excited for them!

Hope y'all have a great day!


Friday, June 25, 2010

Update. 30 Weeks.

I've missed my computer time. I've missed blogging. And I've missed you!

Gib has been super busy with his school work. We do not have wireless internet as of yet, therefore I haven't been able to get on the computer/internet very much. The break has been kind of nice, but I have emails that need answering and blog posts that need to be written!

I thought you might want an update on me and Dumplin', and I need to write just to document some of what's been going on.

A week ago today, Friday the 18th, I made an unexpected trip to the doctor. Dr. Joe was out of town, so I had the pleasure of meeting one of the docs with whom he rotates call. Let me back up...

The night before, Thursday, I had a slight suspicion that my water had broken. I was a little concerned, but the event that led to my suspicion only happened once. I became less worried as time passed. The other thing that was alarming is that I was one big walking braxton-hicks contraction! I literally couldn't get up to go to the restroom without having one. And then another. And another. Gib sent me to bed and wouldn't let me up unless I had to go potty. Which was a lot because I was trying to drink lots of fluids. What a catch-22 for me! Once I was still, I only had four braxton-hicks in an hour and they slowed after that. I decided to wait until Friday to call the doctor.

When I did call Friday, I was calling to ask if my appointment for yesterday could be moved to Monday. When the ladies asked me what was going on, they agreed that Dr. Joe would want me seen before Monday and arranged for me to get in with the on-call doc. He determined that my water had NOT broken by using nitrazine paper. He checked my cervix via ultrasound to confirm that it was long, thick and not funneling. And he checked my pockets of fluid to make sure there was plenty, which there was. So I left the office with some peace of mind for the upcoming weekend.

That Friday afternoon/evening, I started having numerous contractions again. I called the on-call doc, and he prescribed Procardia for me. I made sure to tell him that my blood pressure was normally low, but he seemed to think I would be fine as it was an extended release dosage. Well, it helped settle my uterus but made me feel HORRIBLE during the night. When I would wake up, I felt like I was spinning and very out of sorts. I know my blood pressure was low because once I would sit up and get my heart rate up a bit, I felt better. I only took it that one time.

I checked in with Dr. Joe on Monday via phone and gave an update on how I was doing. We decided that I could wait until my scheduled appointment yesterday.

Yesterday, I had my first non-stress test (NST). For those of you who don't know what that is, they get me very comfortable in a recliner and monitor Dumplin's heart rate for about 20-30 minutes. He only had one deceleration which scared me, of course, but Dr. Joe said it was a beautiful strip.

On to my exam...Dr. Joe measured my uterus using his little tape measure. Keep in mind that the number of weeks pregnant should match the number of cm measured.

I turned 30 weeks this past Wednesday.

After he measured me, he walked over to the counter to record it, so his back was turned to me.

Me: "What did I measure?"

Dr. Joe: "Do I have to tell you?"

Me: "Yes".

Dr. Joe: "Do I really have to tell you?"

Me: "Yes, I really want to know."

[He walks over and stands beside me]

Dr Joe: "39."


I couldn't believe my ears. The day of my last appointment, I was 28 weeks and measured 32 cm. That was on Friday June 11th.

How in the world did I grow 7 cm in 13 days???

We are both puzzled. He checked my fluid levels, and they're fine. He looked all around and didn't see any fibroids that could be making me so big. He doesn't think Dumplin' is much bigger than he should be, but I will have a growth scan on Wednesday to check just how big he is.

For the record, I've only gained 27 pounds. I knew I got big really fast. All of a sudden my pants didn't fit, and I had much more belly resting on my legs when sitting. I surely don't understand it. Dr. Joe doesn't understand it. I flat out asked him if he was worried, and he said no. I could tell he was puzzled, though. It makes me nervous because of my classical incision that I have from Emma Grace. I'm sure it's irrational, but I wonder if my uterus will just pop...

I still have 40 days to go, and Dumplin' has lots more growing to do.

Dr. Joe doesn't want me to take anything for all of the braxton-hicks that I have. My cervix looks great, and they're obviously not changing it. I just have to pay close attention to the difference in those and real labor contractions. Fortunately, I've had them both and can pretty well tell them apart.

I was supposed to start having appointments twice a week, once with Dr. Joe for a NST and once with the high-risk doctor for a bio-physical profile (BPP). Dr. Joe has changed his mind. Instead I will go to his office three times a week. He or his ultrasound tech will do my BPP on Wednesdays, and I will have a NST on Mondays and Fridays. It will cost us an arm and leg in gas, as it is almost 100 miles round trip to the doctor, but I'm all about being super-conservative. I think it will bring me great peace of mind to have Dumplin' checked on three times a week. Plus they're like family to me in that office, and it will be much better than getting stuck waiting once a week for three hours in the high-risk office.

So that's where things stand. I'll keep you posted.

Gib took the girls to the pool for three hours Monday so I could rest. I literally crawled back in the bed and rested. It was GREAT! Tuesday we all went to the pool. Wednesday we all went to the free summer movie which was "Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs" this week. It was really cute...we all enjoyed it. After the movie, we had lunch with our wonderful Aunt Barbara at MiMi's Cafe. It was so good to see her and catch up for a bit. Yesterday Gib took the girls fishing with his parents at some of their friends' house. They had a blast and enjoyed Zaxby's afterwards. Today, the girls and I hung out at the pool for about two hours and did a little shopping this evening. We had dinner at Chick-fil-A which is always a treat for the girls, especially Jessica.

Hope all of you have a great weekend! My plan is to get our house a bit more in order and catch up on laundry tomorrow. Gib has class all day from 9-5, but we're looking forward to seeing some fireworks tomorrow night from the comfort of our front yard. Our town is having their 4th of July celebration in a different location this year which happens to be just down the street from us.

I'll leave you with a few pictures.

The girls and their fish...

My big ole Dumplin' belly today before going to the pool. 3o weeks and 2 days.


Sunday, June 20, 2010

Father's Day, 2010

Happy Father's Day Gib!

Gib is so easy-going and never wants the spotlight on him. Instead of honoring that, I decided to put the spotlight on him here on my blog. He doesn't treat Father's Day as any big deal. His words today were, "Every day is Father's Day when I'm with my girls". Apparently I'm included in "the girls". I thought it would be special to have Emma Grace and Jessica write a few words to their Daddy today.

I love you Gib, and I'm so thankful you're the father of my children...all four of them. Anyone can be a father, but you're a Daddy to them. I love you so much! T

Here's a message from Emma Grace, with typing help from me:

"I'm thankful that you're in our family. You're nice. I like when you wrestle with me. I like when you tickle me. I love you 'cuz you're my heater and you're my snuggle-bug! I made this snuggle-bug song up for Father's Day. It's a good memory of Father's Day. Why do you slobber all over me when you kiss me? I really don't like when you do that! It makes me get the chills. You say to Mommy that I'm getting sick 'cuz I have bumps. But I will always remember this moment of Father's Day. It's the most favoritest thing that I've been looking forward to seeing. Finally I get to see it 'cuz it's been so long. [She's talking about Father's Day] It's a happy, joyful moment. With all the excitement and joyful love. I LOVE MY DADDY! [Said with MUCH excitement] And my mommy. And my sister. And Dumplin'. And I'll always miss Baby Grady. It's a sad moment without him. I've always wanted to see him in the crib. It smells like a baby in his room. The next time I sleep in my room I think you should put me to bed three nights in a row. I just think you're a fun Daddy! With my favorite Daddy, I would always have fun with you. And I would take you places on your birthday. And I'll never forget this moment that we wrote this. I JUST LOVE MY DADDY! It's the specialist moment that I've ever seen. 'Cuz we're writing about you. With my favorite Daddy, I will hope you will never die. And I will never forget this Happy Father's Day. HAPPY FATHER'S DAY DADDY! Love, Snuggle-bug."

And now a message from Jessica, typed especially for you, by her:

"Dear daddy,

I hope that you had a very joyful Father's Day. When i get mad at you it's not because i don't love you. I have list of things that recognize who you are. So here it goes:

G = greatful, gratitude

I = intellegent

B = ur a bonus of a dad

B = ur the best

Y = young

Those are the things that i like about you. One thing that i hope happened today is that you had a excellent Father's Day. I love when you wreastle with me and eggy. I'm glad god put me in your life. I love when you tickle me sometimes. When you kiss me it gives me chills. When you do that you tell mommy that i'm getting sick.I love that you let us get Buddy. One thing that i wish i could do is make you like Buddy.

ur little Princess"

Monday, June 14, 2010

Tidbits from T

I've been a terrible blogger. I know it. I'm sorry! Thanks for continuing to visit and read when I do blog, though!

I started a post early one morning last week of Emma Grace's birthday in pictures, but for some reason I started feeling really bad and had to go back to bed. I'm not sure what happened because I had already eaten, but I suddenly became very lightheaded and nauseaus and thought I was going to pass out. By the time I got up, the day demanded other things instead of blogging. I will get those pictures posted!

Today, it's just a hodge-podge of thoughts to share.

~~~It is miserably, humidly (is that a word?) hot here in GA already. What in the world is July going to be like? When we go to the pool, I stand under the mushroom to cool off or stand on the stairs and splash myself with water. I know people probably wonder why I don't just get in, but I don't necessarily share my high-risk state with everyone, despite my love of talking and open-bookedness about my life. I'm going to try to find our spray bottles with fans that we got a few years ago at Disney to take the next time we go. Which might be in just a bit...

~~~Jessica had her slumber party Friday night. All of her friends she wanted to invite were here, and I'm pretty sure they all had a good time. Two of the girls went to sleep right after the movie like they were supposed to, around 1:30am. But three others, including my Jessi Bear, were still awake at 4am! Emma Grace went to bed about 12:45am, and everyone was tired the next day. Especially me!

~~~Emma Grace got to spend some time with a friend of hers from preschool Saturday evening. We were invited to swim and cookout for Ella Brooke's 7th birthday. It was lots of fun and great to catch up with their family. She and Emma Grace could pass for sisters in a heartbeat. I wish I had taken my camera, but I forgot. :(

~~~Gib has been working a lot...if not for work, for school. He is at work again today administering the summer Gateway test and also has to work tomorrow. Wednesday will be the first day he has had just to be home since school got out the end of May. I'm looking forward to it! His summer courses for UGA are jam-packed. He has so much to do in such a short time. We are trying to leave him alone and give him the time he needs to devote to his assignments/projects. The time is going to fly for him, I do believe.

~~~Speaking of time, time is dragging for me with this pregnancy. 51 days from today is my scheduled c-section. I said I wasn't going to countdown. However, I counted out of curiosity one day and the numbers have stuck with me. On Wednesday I'll be 29 weeks, so 7 weeks from that day, Dumplin' will be born. At least that's our plan... I'm praying he doesn't decide to come sooner because he needs everyday he can get in the womb for his lungs to develop.

I got a slight tongue-lashing by Dr. Joe on Friday. He was going out of town this week, so I went to see him once more before he left. As he was listening to Dumplin's heartbeat, he commented on how active he was. I told him that wasn't the case that Tuesday night...

Tuesday night between midnight and 4:30am, I didn't feel Dumplin' at all. It was horrible! I was convinced he had died. I hoped he was sleeping. I prayed, begged and pleaded with the Lord to let me feel movement. Finally, I did. You might ask why I didn't I call the doctor. Same thing with Grady...I knew if he had died, it was already too late.

So, when I mentioned this to Dr. Joe, he stopped what he was doing, got a slightly stern look on his face and said the following (with his finger pointed at me), "Don't tell me that. You've come too far to mess around with stuff like that. The next time something like that happens, you get your butt to Labor and Delivery for a NST."

I would hate to see him really mad! I felt like I was being scolded by my dad. I know he's right. And I know that he cares about this baby. When Grady died, he made the comment that he was his baby, too and he didn't understand, with tears in his eyes. I love that I have such a conservative, caring doctor. But I am also walking that fine line of being that overly paranoid patient who calls the office for every little thing. Believe me...I could VERY easily be that person!

I'm thinking of renting a doppler for the next 7 weeks to listen for Dumplin's heartbeat when he is quiet and still. I think it will be worth the money just to give me peace of mind. I bought one at the store, but it's a piece of junk. We'll see.

~~~Church was AWESOME yesterday! Our pastor started a two-part series called "The Man I Want To Be". It was powerful, even for me as a woman. We don't do a lot of aisle-walking at our church, but at the end of yesterday's sermon, men were invited to come forward for prayer, to share their salvation and/or for baptism, to publicly express their trust in the Lord. Gib and I thought it strange when we saw a baptismal set up in the courtyard of the Classic Center as we were on our way into church. But that's what it was for. Unrehearsed, unplanned, spur-of-the-moment baptisms. The church provided shorts, t-shirts, towels and even hairbrushes and hair gel for those who had plans after church. About 20-25 men came forward in the early service. We stayed to watch and support them, and one of our pastors got to baptize his dad. Gib even lost it at that moment (I should clarify that when Gib loses it, it's much different than when I lose it. He gets very teary-eyed.) I don't know what they'll do next week for Father's Day but it will be hard to top yesterday!

~~~I'm having fun as I type watching Buddy chase a fly around our house. Speaking of flies, Saturday night at Ella Brooke's party, I noticed that above the door was a plastic bag with a little water in it. Do you know the flies would not fly under that bag into the house? Just thought I'd share that if the flies are as bad where you are as they are here. It looks funny but worth it not to have to chase them everywhere to kill them.

~~~For some reason Gib does not have class this weekend, and we've decided to participate in the community yard sale. Oh boy. What have I done!?! It was my idea but we have so much stuff that we need to get rid of, especially toys. The girls did a good job of going through some of their stuff yesterday. I have my work cut out for me this week, for sure! I'm hoping Gib will bring home some boxes from work for me to put stuff in. We did decide that whatever goes out the door will NOT come back in! I'll let you know how it goes.

That's all I can think of to share right now. Off to finish some laundry and plan our day. Have a great one!


Monday, June 7, 2010

Church. Love. Peace. Guilt.

Crazy title, huh? Those are the things on my mind this morning.

Jessica moved up to the middle school environment yesterday. It is called Xtreme. They do a fantastic job with the kids at our church, providing an environment that is comfortable, appropriate for their age group and "cool" in their opinion. We went to drop her off and it was much different than before. No name tag on her shirt or number to attach to her clothing in case she needed us during the sermon...just a name check from a list and off she went. There were groups of kids just hanging out in the hall, enjoying orange frosty drinks catered from The Varsity. Gib and I were sad that we couldn't stay and have one, too! When we picked her up and asked her how it was, she said "It's cool. Much better than downstairs. We rocked out!" I'm glad she enjoyed it so much, and I'm ever so thankful that worship comes in all styles.

We finished our sermon series by Andy Stanley on "Staying in Love" yesterday. I have to say that it was fantastic! It has opened my eyes and my heart in regards to how I approach my marriage. I posted links to the first two sermons in previous posts, but click here for the whole sermon series. I encourage you to take the time to watch them. Whether your marriage is falling apart or is doing great, I believe you will benefit from them. And, hey, there's always room for improvement, right?

If you know me then you know that I love music. Everything about it. The lyrics often speak straight to my heart. At the conclusion of yesterday's sermon, four members of the band performed "Love Is Not a Fight" by Warren Barfield. The best part about it was that the power went out, and they didn't have the loud music like usual. Don't get me wrong, I do love loud music, but this song was perfect the way it was with just one singer and three instrumentalists. The song was very moving...of course, I got very teary-eyed...and I came home to look it up. I found that it is part of the Fireproof movie, which we still haven't seen, but I'm thinking I need to buy the soundtrack. There are several songs from that movie that I love.

Just because I feel like it, here is a You Tube video of the singer and song. Take a minute if you can to listen to the lyrics. And don't forget to pause my music at the bottom of my blog.

I wish I could stay in church for the next 58 days. Seriously. As we were singing our praise and worship songs yesterday, I realized what peace I have in my heart during that time. It happens each and every Sunday. I stand, sing and peace fills my heart. During that time, I feel peace with Grady's death. I feel that no matter what comes my way that I will be okay. I feel that all will be okay with Dumplin'. The fear, worry and anxiety that I've experienced throughout the previous week leaves me and is replaced with inexplicable peace. I can't explain it other than that it must be the Holy Spirit. I know that as believers the Spirit dwells in us all the time, but I guess I feel His presence more during those times? I pray and seek Him through the weekdays, but I do look forward to Sunday mornings for those few minutes where the weight and worry is lifted from me.

I haven't blogged about it much , but I've been struggling a lot with fear, anxiety and worry about the outcome of this pregnancy. My thoughts are almost too jumbled to make much sense out of them to share with you. Maybe when they become more clear, I'll attempt to write about them. I knew this wasn't going to be easy,but I didn't quite expect it to be this hard...

I've also been struggling with guilt. Guilt that I can't do very much with my girls this summer. I know it is temporary. I know they will be okay if everyday isn't filled with something fun to do. But I can't do much at all. I'm not complaining, but it hurts me just to walk. So that takes out so many things...the zoo, aquarium, mall, etc. They are so sweet to me. They help me, look after me and let me rest each and every day. But I want to make the most of this time with them and unfortunately I'm not creative at all! This is (hopefully) our last summer and our last days of just us hanging out before Dumplin' comes. Our lives will be forever different with another baby/child in the family. And while we are all very much looking forward to that, I want to savor this time with the two of them. They are older, funny, witty and just down right fun to be with. We will spend some time at the pool, but since I can't get in the water, and with the GA heat and humidity, my limit is about two hours. Doesn't do much to fill a day. Suggestions anyone?

Some picture posts to come sometime this week! Have a great one!


Saturday, June 5, 2010

Jessica's 11th Birthday In Pictures

I'll be honest.

I just haven't been in the blogging mood lately.

I seriously had every intention to put these pictures up last Saturday, but my road of life is paved with good intentions...

So, enjoy these pictures of my growing girl.

Oh, how I do love her!

Because she got new bedding, this was the only present she actually got to open on her birthday. A new Zhu Zhu pet from BFF, Sidney. :)

She requested a cookie cake. I happily obliged. No, I didn't make it, but we enjoyed it just the same.

At her favorite restaurant, Chick-fil-A, for dinner. She has graduated from the kids meal...her favorite thing to order is a #1 with a caffeine free diet coke. If you don't know what comes on a #1, you should visit Chick-fil-A more often. Just's a sandwich, fries and a drink. She also loves to smother her fries and sandwich in their famous Polynesian sauce. I do believe her mouth was full in this picture!

My big monkey. She is getting so tall that she's not going to be able to play in here much longer. Although I'm sure she will use the excuse to look after Dumplin' when he gets old enough to climb and have fun.

Milkshakes for dessert. Cookies and cream for Jess; vanilla for EG and Sid.

We're still trying to decide when to have her slumber party...

And hang tight as I hope to play more "catch-up" this next week getting pictures up of Emma Grace's birthday. I loaded 2,000 pictures onto my computer yesterday and it makes inserting pictures on my blog much faster. I had been hooking my camera up each time and it took forever. I'm still trying to figure out this whole picture dilemma. It really is a source of frustration for me...downloading, storing, printing, organizing...NOT my strong point!

And I can't forget...Buddy turns one today. Happy Birthday Buddy! The girls are super excited to celebrate, although I'm not sure exactly how we will. I was going to cook him a little hamburger, but he went to the vet yesterday for some tummy problems. He's fine and on some medicine, but I think he will probably get some chicken instead.

Until I post again...