tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34396708618976350882024-03-13T20:23:45.265-07:00The Cute Little Bainbridge FamilyHannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06360819993915938843noreply@blogger.comBlogger212125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3439670861897635088.post-16887037169258232152015-04-17T14:44:00.000-07:002015-04-17T18:47:26.443-07:00Cars, cars, carsI hate cars or at least I hate cars when they don't work.<br />
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It's been a fun couple of months dealing with a couple of problems with our car. The longest problem was the back brakes which, at the end of January, started squealing real bad. We didn't own jack stands, nor a good jack, and I thought the brakes were drum brakes which I had never done before. Additionally it was still really cold outside and our garage isn't insulated. We pretty much stopped using the car at this point, except when we really needed two cars. Thankfully they were the back breaks and the front brakes were still good (I did them last fall) which allowed us to cheat some. I found a good deal on a jack and some jack stands, tried to get someone to help who knew what they were doing with drum brakes, and waited until it was warmer. Around mid March it started to warm up some and I decided, after some research and not getting the help I desired, that I'd try them on my own. I was thankful to see once I removed the wheel that they were actually disc brakes. But this was where all the real fun began. <br />
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I spent the next month, for which I didn't have much time anyway, dealing with several problems from one of the rotors I purchased being defective, to someone (I won't mention who) loosing a pin needed to put the caliper back on, to a bolt on the back left side that I simply couldn't remove. I spent a couple of weeks alone on the bolt and never did get it off even after borrowing and purchasing new tools to help. The bolt faces the inside of the car and appeared to be somewhat stripped. I couldn't be certain as I couldn't see the head and had to use a camera to take a picture of it to see it.<br />
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Finally I gave up on the left side (the right side was done) and decided I'd need additional help of a friend who has a lift in order to get a better angle. I put everything back together only to find out in the meantime my battery had died. Thankfully the battery was still under warranty and I got a new replacement battery as the battery had actually gone bad. It was around the first week of April when I checked with Keith (the friend who has the lift) and we set a date for the following Tuesday to work on the brake.<br />
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I drove the car to work that Tuesday squeals and all only to find out there was now something else wrong. The gas pedal felt really loose and provided no acceleration until it was almost 2/3 of the way down. Thankfully the car still drove and without being able to do much I decided to wait until I was at Keith's shop to look at it more.<br />
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We never did get the bolt off, it was indeed stripped, but the lift provided an angle for us to remove the caliper bracket without needing to take the caliper off. It made it a bit more difficult to replace the pad and rotor but we got it done. And I certainly got the most out of my brake pads.<br />
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The gas pedal problem turned out to be a little dog bone plastic link that had broken between the bracket the gas pedal cable attached to and the throttle. The only reason the car still worked at all, despite the broken link, was because the bottom of the bracket when pulled far enough back (meaning the pedal 2/3 of the way down) nudged up against the throttle and pushed it open slightly. Keith's comment about the broken link was "It's probably a nickel part that you won't be able to find anywhere". He was sure right.<br />
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I spent the next day trying to find out what the part was even called and if there was a replacement part I could get. After visiting a Ford dealership I found out the part couldn't be purchased separate and that it was considered part of the throttle shaft which was discontinued. I decided I was going to have to make my own part.<br />
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My first thought was to create a mold and use some epoxy putty to create a new piece. I made the mold out of some play dough and needed to wait 24 hours for it to harden. <br />
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Philiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11538506870240005933noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3439670861897635088.post-51962955456606679482015-04-13T18:06:00.001-07:002015-04-13T18:06:52.977-07:00Fire and CroquetToday for FHE we had a fire and croquet. The kids loved it. William was a bit distraught because he finished last but I think he had a good time because when we were putting it up he asked when we could play again.<br />
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When we were cleaning up William and Orion brought out some weights Hannah recently bought and wanted to know how much the weighed. Hannah told them to look at the number on the side to which they said it was an M so they must be M&M weights.Philiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11538506870240005933noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3439670861897635088.post-8779355054960055422015-04-11T11:37:00.000-07:002015-04-11T11:39:49.940-07:00Orion's 2nd Grade Music Program<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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On Friday Orion had his 2nd Grade Music Program. They do two performances, one in the morning and one in the afternoon. We're blessed to live close enough to that it's easy to attend both. In the morning the whole family went and just I returned in the afternoon. The morning performance was a nice preview of what to record in the afternoon.<br />
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Now I realize being Orion's dad I'm a bit biased but he did an awesome job. He was energetic, excited, and had a huge smile on his face. But you don't need to take my word for it. You can watch some of the videos.
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This was their first song and I knew from the morning that I needed to start recording early. I was a bit slow but I still caught most of it.
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In this it's fun to watch Orion's energy and how he puts his full body into the actions.
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This was their final song. I included it mostly for Orion's cool dance moves at the end.<br />
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After watching this I wondered if it wasn't a coincidence that he was placed in the front row in the middle. Did he have similar energy during their practices to earn such a spot? I also wonder if Hannah was like this as a child.</div>
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Philiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11538506870240005933noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3439670861897635088.post-71007361234849974512015-03-03T10:18:00.001-08:002015-03-03T10:18:51.577-08:00Family Pictures 2015We went and had our family pictures taken. I will admit that I don't love this years as much as I have loved some of them in the past. Winston just would not smile, and the lady who was supposed to be "helping" kept trying to get my older kids to smile by telling them NOT to smile. So, we have a bunch of pictures with William and Orion trying to frown. Never the less, here are some of our favorites.<br />
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<br />Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06360819993915938843noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3439670861897635088.post-86805667623337851902014-10-26T16:48:00.001-07:002014-10-26T16:48:16.915-07:00We Love our Fire Pit!Can I just say that we LOVE our fire pit. We have had several fires the last couple of months and are a little sad that the season for them is coming to an end. It has been fun to have people over and not have to clean my house. :)<br />
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My baby isn't so baby-ish anymore. :(<br />
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I hated it. Really truly despised the thing. Half of it was dead. It was hard to get underneath it to get all the weeds and random trees growing under it. And it was super pokey. Also, it made too much shade, so I had no good place to put in a garden. So my super sweet husband bought a bow saw, and started taking it down.<br />
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Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06360819993915938843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3439670861897635088.post-25272015753449725912014-10-09T14:51:00.002-07:002014-10-09T14:51:48.848-07:00Not the news I wanted to shareThe title of this post was supposed to be<br />
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Instead, I am going to share with you my experience of having a miscarriage. It isn't something that people talk a lot about, and so I didn't really know what to expect. And while I know that every person and every miscarriage is different, maybe this will bring someone somewhere a little bit of comfort.<br />
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On Monday July 28th, I found out that I was pregnant. I was super excited! Just 8 days later, I started throwing up. I was only 5 weeks along! I thought morning sickness was supposed to hold off until weeks 7 or 8! I spent 4 weeks crazy nauseous, and throwing up often. My jeans got uncomfortably tight, really early. I figured all these things were good signs.<br />
At about 10 weeks, I stopped throwing up.<br />
At 11 weeks, the nausea went away.<br />
I was a little concerned. I was only 11 weeks. Shouldn't I still be in the throes of morning sickness?<br />
At 12 weeks (Monday September 22) I went in for my fist trimester screen. As soon as I saw the baby on the screen, I knew something was wrong. Why was the baby holding so still? Why was it so little? Where was the little flicker of a heart beat? The ultra-sound tech asked me how far along I was. Asked if I had had any cramping or bleeding. She then told me that the baby was measuring just a little small, so they wanted to do a introvaginal ultra-sound. I went to the bathroom to go change.<br />
Again, as soon as I saw the baby, I just knew. There wasn't a heartbeat. Even when they turned the sound on to listen, it was just silent. Nothing.<br />
My heart broke.<br />
The tech left to go get a doctor. The doctor came back, and looked some more with the ultra-sound. Finally I was told that I had lost the baby. He was only measuring 9 weeks, and no heart beat could be detected.<br />
I was sent to a room to wait for my OB to call, to decide what the next step should be. After about 20 minutes, a nurse came in and told me that my dr would just call my cell phone and that I could go home. I somehow made it out of the building without falling to pieces.<br />
I broke down in the car when I called Phil.<br />
I cried half the way home. (I was an hour away)<br />
For about a minute and a half I was even angry. Why did I have to lose this baby? Why did I have to be so sick if I was just going to lose it? It wasn't fair!!<br />
But then I prayed for comfort, and strength to get through this.<br />
I picked up my boys from Wanda's, and cried on her shoulder.<br />
I went home and just laid on the floor, waiting for the giant hole in my chest to close. It didn't.<br />
Philip came home early from work. About that time my doctor called and asked if we could come in that afternoon. (Again, my dr is almost an hour away.) So, Philip went and pulled Orion and William from school and we took the kids back to Wanda's and went to the appointment. The doctor said that most of the time when you loose the baby between 8 & 10 weeks it is due to a chromosomal mistake in either the sperm or the egg that doesn't allow the baby to continue to develop. She assured me that it wasn't anything I did or didn't do that caused this.<br />
We talked about options. I had two. I could either wait for my body to miscarry the baby, or I could have a D&C. I just wanted this done. Over with. I didn't want to have to think about it anymore. I opted for a D&C. We were told that someone would be in contact with us to schedule the surgery. When we got home, there was a message on the machine saying that I had an appointment for the next day at 4.<br />
I cried myself to sleep that night.<br />
Tuesday morning was ok. I felt a little better. The only time I cried was when my friend Rachel gave me a hug and told me she was sorry. The big gaping hole in my chest was still there. And I was so tired. So so tired. My friend Becci took Oliver and Winston for the morning, and I got some school work done. That afternoon, I picked Orion and William up early from school, again and took all the kids over to Wanda's. Again. I then picked Phil up from work and we went to my appointment. Where we met with a different Dr, who told us that he agreed with the assessment made that the baby was not alive and that I had two options. I again said that I would like to have a D&C.I know this sounds weird, but knowing that something was dead inside of me was starting to creep me out. I no longer felt like there was a baby there, just some alien. I wanted it out. Right then. Instead we scheduled the D&C for Friday afternoon.<br />
Wednesday, was a good day. My friend Jen brought me flowers. I went out to lunch with Wanda. Philip skipped out on Young Mens to come home. I was feeling pretty good. That big gaping hole wasn't as big as it had been. And, I didn't cry once.<br />
Thursday, again was a pretty good day. I only cried when I talked to my sister Rachel on the phone.<br />
Friday afternoon I had my D&C. I kept feeling like I should have felt worse than I did. I really truly felt ok. I was still a little sad about loosing my baby, but I felt like even that was ok. I was feeling at peace.<br />
Now, almost 3 weeks later, the hole in my chest is filled. It is filled with the love of my friends, my family, my children, my husband, and mostly, my Heavenly Father. I am sure that there was a reason I needed to go through this experience. I have no clue what that reason might be, but I know that Heavenly Father loves me and has plan for me that will bring me more joy and happiness than I can imagine. I just have to keep hanging in there and endure to the end.Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06360819993915938843noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3439670861897635088.post-11378653280195105172014-07-25T15:19:00.002-07:002014-07-25T15:19:37.828-07:00Happy Happy BirthdaySoo, we have celebrated a few birthdays since I last posted. Thought I would bring you all up to speed.<br />
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I turned 30. I got BOOMWHACKERS for my birthday! I love them! I especially love using them in Primary. I think the kids love them too!<br />
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Winston turned 1! I don't know how that happened! A little update on Winston. He was a big baby at birth. And he put on weight at a good pace for the first 4 months. In fact at 4 months he weighed 20 pounds! Unfortunately, that is when he quit gaining weight. Winston was an EXTREMELY fussy baby. He cried ALL the time. We decided that maybe he had reflux. At his 6 month check up, he still weighed 20 pounds. Since he was just starting solids, we were told to try lots of high fat foods. Use cream instead of milk and to put butter in everything he ate. We also switched his medicine.<br />
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At 8 months, Winston came down with pneumonia, and refused to eat for 4 days. At that point, I lost my mild supply. At the doctors office, he was weighed again, and was down to 18 pounds. Again, we switched his reflux medicine, and put him on formula. At nine months, he was only 18 pounds 8 ounces. I was thrilled. He'd put on weight!! The doctor however was not pleased with his progress. We switched his medicine again. And were referred to a GI doctor. The GI doctor referred us to the Failure to Thrive specialist at the hospital. We also had to meet with a nutrionist. At that point we had to start a high calorie formula, and had to count calories for 5 days. After a couple of weeks on his new medicine, Winston started being more content. He wasn't ALWAYS screaming. Even other people noticed a difference in his demeanor. <br />
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A couple of "Happy" things about Winston. He loves playing peek a boo and patty cake. He absolutely adores his brothers, and loves to do anything outside. He also has no fear. We took the kids to the lake the other day and Winston just crawled right into the water. When it started getting too deep from him to crawl, he would just stick his head in the water, crawl forward and then sit up on his knees to breath. Then go back under to crawl some more! CRAZY KID! (And I know that you think I am a crazy mom for allowing such behavior to take place.)<br />
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Anyway, back to June birthdays. William turned 5!! He had kinda a big deal birthday. My mom and dad were in town. He had a couple of friends over. And we did a pinata. (He had been asking to do one for MONTHS!) Some things we love about William: He gives the best hugs.And is always willing to give a hug. He also gives the sweetest little prayers. William is quick to want to please, and always so sad when someone is displeased with him. He is super competitive. Sometimes too much so. I love that boy so much and so glad that he came to our family!!<br />
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Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06360819993915938843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3439670861897635088.post-68472607081094045002014-03-01T12:52:00.003-08:002014-03-01T12:52:38.121-08:00Living the DreamEver since junior high, I have had a dream. I wanted to be an actress. (Just like every other little girl.) But I didn't want to be famous and in movies. I wanted to be on a stage. I light up in front of an audience. But lets face it. Real life happened. I got married at 19, and started my family. I haven't had a moments regret. I love my life!<br />
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Well, a couple of months ago, I was "friended" by an old friend from junior high. This friend is living the life we always talked about wanting. Acting and performing with a small dinner theater. For just a few moments I was jealous. But then Oliver came running in screaming that a monster was chasing him.<br />
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<i><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"> "Quick mom, save me! Here's your sword. No wait mom, that monster is nice! Don't kill him. He is just running from the hot lava.Hurry mom, come get in the space ship. It will take us to the moon, and the lava can't reach us there. Oh no!! There is a meteor!" </span></i><br />
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After we were finally safe on the couch under Ollies blanket reading stories (with all the voices) it occurred to me that I am living my dream. I get "cast" to be a super hero, scientist, astronaut, baby, fireman, dog catcher, train conductor, and many other roles on a weekly basis. And let me tell you, my children are a much more particular about how I do things than any director I have ever had.<br />
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Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06360819993915938843noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3439670861897635088.post-1281783890724571602014-03-01T12:47:00.001-08:002014-03-01T12:47:44.346-08:00Our New HomeSooo, in case you missed the exciting news,<br />
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We closed on Jan. 31. And moved the weekend of Feb. 1. It was cold and snowy. But we got to move into <u><b>OUR</b></u> house!<br />
I've been putting off blogging about this and putting up pictures until after I had everything unpacked and beautiful. But I've had some complaints that I haven't posted any thing yet. So just ignore the mess, and imagine my house all decorated and clean. :)<br />
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Just a few things we love about our new home:<br />
1. My kitchen is large. :)<br />
2. It is right across the street from the elementary school. Like I can look out my front window and see the front door of the school.<br />
3. It has a good sized deck and back yard. I am super excited to put in some berry bushes this year!<br />
4. It has a two car garage!<br />
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There are MANY other things that we love, but instead of listing them all, you will just have to come out to visit and then I can show them to you. :)<br />
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<br />Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06360819993915938843noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3439670861897635088.post-42893627434450303162014-01-09T09:08:00.001-08:002014-01-09T09:08:39.876-08:00Once there was a SnowmanPhilip was so kind to help the older kids build a snowman.<br />
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Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06360819993915938843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3439670861897635088.post-62274180972751991582014-01-09T09:05:00.000-08:002014-01-09T09:05:00.448-08:00ChristmasChristmas was pretty low key this year. Since we are buying a house very soon Phil and I opted to just get a few things for the kids. And thanks to Black Friday and some other killer deals, we stayed in our budget! So this year, we got a couple of big family gifts. We got a new Kindle Fire HD and new camera. The kids all got legos from Santa then a few other gifts from mom and dad. We also got Skylander Swapforce from the Husteds, and I think that was the kids (Orions at least) favorite. Over all, everyone was happy. So, here are a few pictures.<br />
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Making and eating cookies on Christmas Eve. The one on top was left for Santa.</div>
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Christmas Jammies!</div>
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Oliver LOVES his tent . . .</div>
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For weeks before his birthday Ollie was talking about what kind of cake he wanted. He wanted a brown one with "My Big Big Friend" on top. Then he wanted a brown one with "Justin Time". Then, a brown one with Mator. A brown one with Thomas. A brown one with candles. Finally a couple of days before his birthday, he made up his mind. A brown cake with Dora and Diego. And boots. And baby Jaguar. And candles. So the Sunday night before his birthday I went to my pantry to grab a chocolate (aka BROWN) cake mix. I didn't have one. All I had was a yellow and a strawberry. So first thing Monday morning, Oliver and I went to the store to pick out a brown cake mix. Wouldn't you know it. We get in front of a wall full of cake mixes, and he decides he wants a pink cake!!<br />
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And then, I tried coloring a picture of Dora and Diego with frosting, but I didn't have the right colors of food coloring, and didn't want to drive clear into Madison to get some. So I just had Phil bring home some cake toppers.<br />
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For his birthday, Oliver got a bouncy ball and some bath toys.<br />
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And finally 3 things that we love about our little Oliver:<br />
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1. He loves to snuggle. Often times he asks in his so sweet voice if I will snuggle him. As soon as I say yes, he smiles big, runs to his room, finds his blanket and lays down on his bed.<br />
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Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06360819993915938843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3439670861897635088.post-7952314765927376252013-12-23T08:02:00.003-08:002013-12-23T08:02:26.134-08:00WinstonBecause I have a been a somewhat neglectful blogger, lets play catch up with Winston.<br />
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At his 6 month check up he weighed 20 pounds 9 ounces. He is also 28 1/2 inches tall.<br />
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While his weight is good and healthy, I do have to take him back in for a weight check on Jan. 2, because he has only put on an ounce since his 4 month check up.<br />
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He rolls over both directions, sucks on his toes, and is starting to put everything he can get in his hands in his mouth. And he is finally starting to sleep through the night 2 or 3 times a week!!<br />
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<br />Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06360819993915938843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3439670861897635088.post-34233303755318610462013-12-23T07:58:00.003-08:002013-12-23T07:58:49.880-08:00First Day Of First GradeOk, so this should have been posted a couple of months ago. Whoops. I'll try to be better.<br />
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Orion started 1st grade on September 3. His teacher is Mrs. Rohowetz. He says he really loves it. I am not so sure. He gets into trouble a lot. Like a lot a lot. For silly things mostly. Like, being too silly, or fidgeting too much. (Yes, I do mean he is too fidgety in class and has to stay in from recess some times for that.) Despite me not liking his teacher, he loves her. So, I guess that is a good thing. Right?<br />
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William wanted to be a spider. At first I was going to make him a green spider costume, but Wanda had a spider costume they weren't using, and William decided he REALLY liked that one. So I got out of sewing one!!</div>
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Oliver for weeks wanted to be a ghost. He makes a super cute ghost!</div>
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Winston, is a duck.</div>
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And Phil, was Fix- it- Felix. He makes a super cute Fix-It-Felix!</div>
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Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06360819993915938843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3439670861897635088.post-63818419361790157862013-12-23T07:45:00.001-08:002013-12-23T07:45:18.119-08:00A Visit from the Tooth FairyOrion lost his first tooth. This makes me very sad. It means he is growing up, and I'm not ready for that.<br />
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Oliver was SUPER excited to see him. While waiting in line he kept waving and yelling "Hi Santa!" When it was his turn he ran right up and sat on his lap. Big change from last year!!<br />
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Williams birthday was on the 11th. My friend Shawna (who also happens to be Williams friend Bella's mother) took William to McDonalds for lunch. And then we waited for Grandma Mobley and Great Grandma Staples to get here so that they could celebrate with us. William wanted pancakes for dinner, and he wanted a Thomas the Train cake. He got both. For his birthday we got him a super fun game, that will eventually get its own post, and some rope. He LOVES the rope and is constantly playing with it.<br />
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My sister Jada had a birthday (on the 13th) while they were here visiting too. That night, we stayed up late and did pedicures. That is my kind of birthday treat. (Hint hint Phil. (: )<br />
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My mommys birthday was on the 21st. They were leaving early that morning so we celebrated the night before. I took the kids and my sisters out shopping for her and let them pick out a present. Nothing big, but at least she knew we were thinking about her.<br />
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For weeks before I would have very painful contractions that were long, hard, and right on top of each other. Until I would lay down. Then they would go away. Same with Friday the 7th. I was having lots of contractions, but I knew that as soon as I was able to go to bed, they would go away. And they sure enough, when I crawled into bed at 9:00, they went away. But then I woke up at 10:30 with a super painful contraction. I tried rolling over and going back to sleep, but before I could doze back off, another one hit. After about an hour of trying to sleep. I finally decided to get up and move around. I went and started unloading the dishwasher. This is when Philip came upstairs. Getting up and moving around helped with the intensity of the contractions, but they were still there. After the dishes were done, Philip and I sat on the couch and talked. The contractions started getting worse. So I got up and paced. And paced. And paced. Finally at about 1:30, I decided that I would go take a shower and see how I felt after that. At about 2:15, I told Phil that we should probably go to the hospital. He asked if he had time to shower. I said yes. I still wasn't sure that I was in labor. By the time Philip was out and our babysitter had arrived it was about 2:30. And contractions were under 2 minutes apart, and I was unable to talk through them.<br />
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We got to the hospital, and I was only dilated to a 3!!! (Really?? only a 3!!) Lucky for me, my OB was already at the hospital and she said to admit me. I had to have some blood work done before I was aloud to have an epidural. My blood platelets have been low, and if they are too low, they won't let you have an epidural. Well, mine came back at 92. The lowest they have been. Luck #2. The anesthesiologist was still willing to give me an epidural despite my low numbers. I got my epidural and was finally able to get a little rest. Sadly though, like with my other babies, with the start of the epidural, my labor stops. So after a couple of hours they started the petosin. Even after a couple of hours, I was still progressing really slowly. At 12:15, I was still only a 5 and Winston was too high up for them to break my water. About that time, they had me roll over to my other side.<br />
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And that is when the real pain began. The contractions were almost instantly super painful. The nurse got me a wet wash cloth to bite on instead of my hand. I can't remember the last time I wanted to cry because of physical pain, but I was close. At some point the nurse asked if she could check me again. She did, and then went to get the doctor. He checked me, broke my water and announced that it was time to push. By this point I was feeling EVERYTHING. I needed to roll to my back, and the doctor trying to re-position the baby so I could had me crying out. At that point my doctor paused and seriously asked me if I was going to be able to push the baby out, or if the pain would be too much. I assured him that I would do it. And I did, Despite feeling like my body was being ripped in half. Again, because we were concerned about size I had to only push out 1/2 his head, and then wait until the next contraction to push out the rest of his head and a shoulder.<br />
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He finally came out. With a perfectly round little head. He weighed 10 pounds 11 ounces, and was 21 1/2 inches tall. He was perfect. (Still is.)<br />
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Winston hasn't been an easy baby. He's pretty fussy. A lot. But I think it is getting better. And he took a while to get the hang of nursing. Truth be told, I'm not sure he has it down 100% yet. It is still toe curling painful to nurse him. BUT, I love him. I love to snuggle him. I love that his brothers love him. Oliver asks about him anytime he is quiet and always wants to help with him and hold him. Orion was thrilled to show him off to all his friends at church. And William is fascinated with how tiny all his parts are. (Look at how little his ears are mom. Look at how little his nose is mom.) I am so glad that he is here, and that he is healthy. We love him!<br />
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Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06360819993915938843noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3439670861897635088.post-16868397172688659102013-05-30T19:11:00.000-07:002013-05-30T19:11:40.779-07:00Confessions of a Hormonal Pregnant Lady<br />
Because I have larger babies, I often get comments about how big I am. And are we SURE that it isn't twins. It gets old after a while, but usually I am able to just laugh it off. But the last week or so, I am starting to<i> feel </i>HUGE. And for the first time in my life I feel like even when I try to make myself look cute, I just look fat and ugly. (I know rationally that I am not fat, just pregnant, and that I am not ugly. I know that I am beautiful because I look like my sisters, and they are two of the most beautiful women I know.) But that is how I feel. So on Sunday, after hearing again and again "you just look so big" and "haven't you had that baby yet?" and "you have how much longer to go? You're sure?", I cried the whole way home. Then yesterday I went out with my friend for a girls day. We went and got pedicures. At the salon, 2 different people came up and asked me if I was having twins. And one person asked how I was enjoying my 4th trimester. I didn't cry that time, but it definitely didn't help my state of mind either.<br />
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Now the reason I am writing this post. It isn't because I want sympathy. I don't. I KNOW it is just the hormones. And I am so grateful that I get to be able to bear my own children. That is a huge privilege, honor and blessing. I know some women who would give anything to be able to feel huge and ugly if it meant they got to feel a baby inside of them. I truly am thankful for this experience. No, the reason I am writing this. The next time you see a huge pregnant lady, instead of gawking or asking her some ridiculous question,<span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"> just tell her that she looks beautiful.</span> (Lie if needed.)Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06360819993915938843noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3439670861897635088.post-22410562362015726102013-05-26T19:10:00.003-07:002013-05-26T19:10:50.024-07:00A Little Bit of This and ThatOrion played his first "season" of soccer this last fall/spring. At first, he really didn't like it and I was the mean mom dragging him to practice in tears. Now he loves it, and I think will be sad for it to end. We haven't decided yet if we will sign him up again only because he has expressed an interest in . . . baseball. (And I say to myself REALLY?? Could there be a more boring sport to watch?)<br />
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It was gotten warm enough that we have been able to spend a couple of days at the lake. The boys LOVE going, but prefer to hang out in the little freezing spring puddle as apposed to the actual lake. Except Ollie, he will venture out into the murky waters.<br />
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We went to the park the other day. Philip had fun playing with his basket ball. If we had a more even driveway I might invest in a hoop for him for Fathers Day.<br />
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<span style="text-align: start;">And lastly, possibly the last pregnant picture I may ever take. Here I am at 37 weeks. </span></div>
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