tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88382672024-03-11T04:17:12.754-05:00The WoodysAdriennehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01686926482034722363noreply@blogger.comBlogger78125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8838267.post-63015469523139659362010-01-16T23:12:00.004-06:002010-01-16T23:31:55.350-06:00Jonah's First Birthday Party!<div align="center">Happy First Birthday Jonah! Well his birthday is really Monday, but we celebrated tonight. </div><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427573323053811890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGqUzXLOFxBW7Ldm0-wgZ9449vS82OU54KL_WLHcMyhFII-L5jv-Rb69wJw8MpYYITZGosgSWNs1B-o6zvdiUBg6R12qVOIiA2ycogibmlJKjfX3gADuxoJZgnw0XwQE4zM62a/s320/100_1147.JPG" /></div><div align="center">Here's his cake, with a big scary knife close by (?)</div><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427573327886394146" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqqDUeTlgnmCQcIhTUZcuhgIGabCVKpoVSp0nF7xZ0L7Z8FEdmZCsozKCF3B4uuoYXcLLRDz6sxQ1Tv5yFGaKOD66XZ2CwxT1HvqitTbIyqtF6RPLVn7YXZlI5DAFiASF8hVjW/s320/100_1167.JPG" /></div><div align="center">Jonah didn't know what to think of his cake. He really couldn't care less about it. We couldn't even convince him to really let us put any icing in his mouth! </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMnazrHTVFCzHs3kJ9GjN0jBMqAJVxIcrcLB8pXcyLKiR0fXTznWUCkaZUFu-Qb6u9N_8K2A8IPIC75UZzGZi8e8theHa0Y-vqFavAnhayGVJBd5hT-Q1zaqDpS_dZrXLIXBPA/s1600-h/100_1159.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427575347393738226" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMnazrHTVFCzHs3kJ9GjN0jBMqAJVxIcrcLB8pXcyLKiR0fXTznWUCkaZUFu-Qb6u9N_8K2A8IPIC75UZzGZi8e8theHa0Y-vqFavAnhayGVJBd5hT-Q1zaqDpS_dZrXLIXBPA/s320/100_1159.JPG" /></a> Opening presents.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBewiOGwRPVBt7bo3elrdEk2djNP9BxREfjmJ1iH6kOVFhLCXAGnnk5GWHOS02DMi8TCiI4CKWsOibRfpTGLJAJYONQEDDpcVpZM3l1yUzqyB76Gf5NFwDtkEhYzqjeOPGv-_Z/s1600-h/100_1156.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427575341014378530" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBewiOGwRPVBt7bo3elrdEk2djNP9BxREfjmJ1iH6kOVFhLCXAGnnk5GWHOS02DMi8TCiI4CKWsOibRfpTGLJAJYONQEDDpcVpZM3l1yUzqyB76Gf5NFwDtkEhYzqjeOPGv-_Z/s320/100_1156.JPG" /></a> More presents...<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAf5-v3Peq1-4xXxeERrkdmXZzMwwOrRiOyICWe1VDX7JbUmUE7Azw8qqoUX6JIKokBcCLtGP3qfrAvwTfdZnMraKPZyA7qtQ8IEYvICemaXdNBzSxV-iqjgtgasS1g_h2I83E/s1600-h/100_1152.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427575327757542690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAf5-v3Peq1-4xXxeERrkdmXZzMwwOrRiOyICWe1VDX7JbUmUE7Azw8qqoUX6JIKokBcCLtGP3qfrAvwTfdZnMraKPZyA7qtQ8IEYvICemaXdNBzSxV-iqjgtgasS1g_h2I83E/s320/100_1152.JPG" /></a> And more...<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBeExbHGCjKM46NHajeWrhd1ZpDJvJHB3r9mO8nKxxxhYTB9r9L4pT7zr3csUORAHkOhUNL4uEevnLWjELdo-8xr5aooJ96EYKAXr-A_qwhSxjUc5AFMh72RpgclYIlCZcbSga/s1600-h/100_1150.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427575320591522594" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBeExbHGCjKM46NHajeWrhd1ZpDJvJHB3r9mO8nKxxxhYTB9r9L4pT7zr3csUORAHkOhUNL4uEevnLWjELdo-8xr5aooJ96EYKAXr-A_qwhSxjUc5AFMh72RpgclYIlCZcbSga/s320/100_1150.JPG" /></a> Mimi holding Jonah.<br /><br /><div><div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427573336427117810" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSPDmyNz9SGpw2rOyS5vXO_CetEKUPc5RoLVFH-hm5g9MaLyN7hAlAIf0zcAjbG8RSyNRyOgIypjKTGuXheuJL48Don13ZJkdGQscgx0sUzpjbGcGDNypcd9Or6Ol7FBMGcMzl/s320/100_1165.JPG" /> Who am I giving this look to? All in all it was a great birthday. We had pizza and played in the arcade at Jim's Razorback Pizza in Farmington. I think everyone had fun. Thanks to all for coming and making Jonah's first birthday party special!</div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Adriennehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01686926482034722363noreply@blogger.com31tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8838267.post-27976216047857714622009-10-18T22:11:00.004-05:002009-10-18T23:08:09.324-05:00Happy Fall!<div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394148252685051826" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSno8kQKDgMFJz-yu08I0e3syM7BASM5XV1v5syj3X7qFxXd2mVrzuzpDEs4eZ_lq1bK1BU9ksttWJ3tmvZbfOafJPhqAyw-Ta9jGdt776u2wILyQWbbqHFu5NGCA8kou3jev-/s320/jonahgotdaddy.JPG" /> Jeremy must have said something about bedtime to Jonah, because Jonah wasn't having that!<br /><br /><br /><strong>Pumpkin Patch<br /></strong><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394148280685128754" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEYzKVvDA-yH0k5YHEdWvbTRTQZu3Tdqr5g4lfeuKOY5moHnCR9QyE48uwY-dkztQPfq71i_d9KZjZ5mGB7rrMXIROX4SFD4XSlVR9B_tZ230IPckDvqhG7uwGk-NSHUg3LqAw/s320/jonah+on+pumpkin.JPG" />Sunday we went to a pumkin patch and got some cute pictures. I got very few of Jonah actually smiling or looking at the camera, but that's ok. They don't have to be perfect to be cute.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO2Y-2uXzrP5V6-pExrZQ703lcSPDNHU0yL-DAqw59_ddu1WndFV60Mu8zLVrMOQ2JMxBzs0scQCyUp3O6v0t0-hduEncma3S2s8xdpG_PnzlgJqHzClWLtFTzrCTNTxLnGXIQ/s1600-h/jonah+smile+chair.JPG"></a><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394148276139545154" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNcojRu1JQhtrW5ZAeFHX-BGW9UiNomzbEcOhqWIzmU9QAf_EQP2s5Q5bFU0_J64478dDxoCVOGV24aDUw6r5F5YCWP3JYtQAmVezj2FA9h__RHjCtu7oufm5eiQ25A2jazxu6/s320/jonah+smile+chair.JPG" />It was such a pretty day Sunday, but we were all so tired from the week that we just didn't have it in us to spend much time in the sunshine today.<br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394150984384378482" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnUedqKU6yGaa198J192brnbmI6MFjcEoB6Y7rTBpvDMCVfmWUTI46UaCu8avVSvOKxZ5FuV_6Qy6adkN951Xq5SKf71eB1tCYvWWAGl2zRkcfa6FElbnaYM8tUde8tfQ_9qqi/s320/jonah+daddy.JPG" /> Jonah is 9 months today. I cannot believe that he is that old! I can't believe that we will be celebrating Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Years, then his first birthday. I know it will all come and go in a blur.<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394148262164337682" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyeyi9yRxwV5VzLLXIpnmXaIReOvo3Wfb5J4eHmvW3CFsdtZoH-J3E0Yhwk1TfVuEd92NGoQc9SzVOzF0LuQ-1WedaJddvfvLQwhjjfsDPBXjgzY5l7OqPaIK79TEnFHZGZl2k/s320/jandj.JPG" /> Poor Jeremy had to wear his glasses today because his eyes are giving him fits from accidently sleeping in his contacts. <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394150974731995570" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzp7xAOFIKNBgap-Z4iAAnRJsN4FUlnhwGMJBQtmPicYfzLcaj6wIAf0sbmmY93mifV9G1u2OC7ZCLH4GWwZIc2XeH8hD8NjN7_C66c1ciog70aPl6ik8WzwA-nzcCHvNEvbPo/s320/jonah+momma+hay.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394152269777537170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmnQBMAVGiNglunR0OIstP-NXFfHSXMbB2si88FpN7Et_imBTMigH_zG87jTA7hJ5x4jqk0VYBWYrsjLAWsuNY8NniUpAdoaM2cahm2cWlqVH-I7mZUj-tg8R-t_DCJAjWwrbN/s320/jonah+green+pumpkin.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394152274182855762" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDnlTXPdh0_b1Sag8K-I2S4sfMRyAhI1u0k9xV5oSHChOBnTbA_JywxiDona6_5Z3uTudhN1qgaE-gHUx53WW_sti-cTwEs7o0XhcMvphi4Z4Ephst3wKpXmJtDphBXewVR-Mp/s320/jonah+momma+upclose.JPG" />I have two weeks left to finish making Jonah's skunk costume. I am about halfway done, but the part that is left is the more detailed work. October has crept up on me for sure. I feel like the weeks go by in the blink of an eye. I am lucky that my weekend consists of Sunday, Monday and Tuesday (lets be honest Sunday is super busy and doesn't really count as a day 'at home'.). I spend my Mondays and Tuesdays doing laundry, cleaning, going to Wal-Mart, and maybe cooking for the only times during the week. I try to sneak in a run or at least a walk on those days. Then Wednesday-Saturday is a whirlwind trying to work and take care of my boys. I have a couple late nights where I don't even see Jonah before he goes to bed (I do, however, see him around 11 pm and 5 am and sometimes he'll even throw in a 2 am) :( I certainly don't like that, but its not an all the time thing and I am thankful that I have a job in this economy.</div><div> </div><div>I am excited to see Jonah dressed up for his first Halloween. Its kinda strange for a 9 month old to go trick or treating when he has no idea what candy is...unfortunately his momma and daddy do. I can feel the need for a candy intervention coming at the Woody household. </div><div> </div><div>Happy Fall Y'all!</div></div><br /></div>Adriennehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01686926482034722363noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8838267.post-70234653216519540292009-09-28T22:20:00.007-05:002009-09-28T23:56:08.133-05:00<div align="center"> It's been a whirlwind of a weekend! Jeremy and I spent the week slowly getting our house together for our church group to come over for "Movie Night on the Lawn." More like "Redneck Drive-in." We basically set up a makeshift movie screen on our house and turn on a projector and watch a movie. Everyone brings food, lawn chairs, and blankets. We had about 20 people, kids included. It was a success!<br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386726604650442994" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXQnvY_eoX_gw_SfE1x396sf_mlAFOm3eLM3oN_anmxbVfU0ZJ1hDcBx6_iEgdeYolV79GjObziEmOlktfTcTXZ0M6_YGtMX8ErQPDVUfHWfieh5ixACIuesZUC8a8esvbgHU6/s320/movie+night+2.jpg" /> <em>We watched "Race to Witch Mountain" with The Rock. We needed a family friendly movie. I can never calm down enough to actually watch the movie.</em> <div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386726614787447634" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiicWhc8oA0hnU8_6VokgErHDAWErczCUh39b2PPLrQZuaumMCe2JIOZD1lqijp7rh36MycG-TpkZy56Kr7xQaPKZmdxYRTOgO4qK2RZ3Txz5FvDdyOxmcw4_ABZ6dPQ22xAwJr/s320/jamie+blanket.jpg" /> <div align="center"><em></em></div><div align="center"><em></em></div><div align="center"><em>Jamie modeling her (my-ha!) warm jacket and fuzzy blanket-two must haves for Saturday night. It was chilly! </em></div><em></em><div align="left"><br />The guys usually shoot skeet before we eat. I guess they have a lot of fun doing that. They also throw a football around until we beg them to come in and eat before the food gets too cold. </div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386726617268657746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ1QijNoXtDvaa7JsfU7_UcmXez0WOlpfUCqNfCDAAMLvaD8JM9xpPGCLZnecsrgKYtnLRDgeNuELggukUu36e14QT_k0X0TjALkldTHWFp-mcWR0gJh8S8J8IjIiBH8t0mOor/s320/shooting+skeet.jpg" /></div><div align="center"><em>That's a really far off picture of the guys in our backyard shooting things.</em></div><div align="center"><em></em> </div>We ate a plethora of mexican casseroles, dips, and desserts. I made a recipe I saw from <a href="http://http//www.kellyskornerblog.com/2009/09/show-us-your-life-dinner-recipes.html">Kelly's Korner Show Us Your Life-Dinner Recipes Post</a>. It was for Mexican Cornbread Casserole. I liked it, I think I may have to throw that one in the dinner rotation. I also got lots of new dinner recipes to try out. I also tried <a href="http://http//www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/paula-deen/red-velvet-sandwich-cookies-recipe/index.html">Paula Deen's Red Velvet Sandwich Cookies</a>.<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386731404129976738" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiODbmbakFLOcrlfIl3qNLxuvgKb90CZhmIv9rybrcZYczRTchpQDDAXHX0qtTeAOHTXnmhM7tacYReQHZBabvCHo4h7_ENYsu9FrorOEIsEnatOzqYZiLRLKueG1FitXKgQq9g/s320/red+velvet+cookies.jpg" /><br /><div align="center"><em>No this is not an actual picture of the ones I made.</em> </div><br /><div align="left">This is Paula Deen's picture. I omitted the pecans. I'm sure they woulda been good, but not sure how many people like nuts. My cookies were much uglier, but it didn't matter because they were gone very quickly. I heart red velvet anything and when I was looking up this picture to show I saw a recipe for Red Velvet Bread Pudding. Um, I will be making that. </div><br /><br /><p align="center">Here's some more pics from the par-tay!<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386734094765479090" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_vhN2gurTlCRBreufNoNJGNwbvToZ9uXpBUmtIQDEU4QguW_ZcdM4ZWZWhqXmFOlvyA2VDAxmfIhdWVmOzyDe9cj77JAGfZigsrP4KKFHOs6CrmiFb_vUjI6Q3BzIfj0lr5pl/s320/Becky+and+Katy.jpg" /><em>Becky, Sadie, and Katy- two of Farmington school's finest teachers<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386734104340554834" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-83CYgKr54n-mivqjB-uwFqRtHr_4aINpfJs76s5t0wJXG8RcZqiSAlVMYd9XJOIJ72gJcbZ3_dK7ol-EPaZbRXifsR0Wv3Bk7H7DZL-GUN-Cm8kYB2AxcFUR3dVVeIqvv1o8/s320/brittney+and+kids.jpg" /></em></p><p align="center"><em>Brittney and her two kiddos. Let me say I am impressed that she can carry them both. I better start building my arm muscles for the days when I (hopefully) have more than one baby</em><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386734120160888754" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi1qvbsVBUIXJq-dfyudpQ8QGwhNaNAK3kRIqMt7sJDletGWQDj3fkkHXr3cYEjZ7a7VhjAWEumlXc_nPLoFuTvO1_x1_CeBoTfHnjeGPOTM6xQbnPNWQmOhqwDhbKIxwDr_y8/s320/jonah+and+aaron.jpg" /><br /></p><p align="center"><em>This is Jonah on the right with his buddy, Aaron. Aaron is 6 weeks older than Jonah. They are becoming quick buddies.</em></p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386734111674097906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjvaSUpXMhON4FXxw0reBari9QRlTdd5sjR3oEWi4XPeCkbYF6dqkCuTKctOjQrWxPku4dm-CspbEHITDPai03eOXAUwjKjKULogu-vaA5vh1MOg9e-cis2oEOMj-tXHztvri4/s320/me+spoon.jpg" /> <p align="center"><em>An action shot of me and a spoon!</em></p><p>I would have loaded many more pictures of you guys (thanks Jamie and Nick for the pictures...I obviously stole them from your Facebook page!) but it takes forever to load them and move them where I want 'em. I lost patience!!</p><p>I am headed down to Little Rock tomorrow for the Dave Matthews Band concert. I will probably be driving down and back in one day. I just can't stand to be away from my fam too long these days (I haven't left Jonah overnight yet...I know I'm working on it.) I better head to bed or I will be doing this tomorrow:<br /></p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386742553074880866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGLybCmuIfJareLjWwKAcF2Wc03yZppTZBgJbuxVGRWzy1EdsW-ANAv_hlABsxhjYzF7Xw6JS_goktlKSmxZQPBfTsWV6QsS8zto_dsMBIOQ2xZ2aaUZyr6BQUB4wY7rSOKEyQ/s320/100_0993.JPG" />Goodnight Y'all!<br /><p align="left"></p>Adriennehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01686926482034722363noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8838267.post-42701081330364819062009-09-21T20:25:00.009-05:002009-09-21T21:45:53.798-05:00<div align="left"> It is really storming outside tonight. Well by now the loss of the Razorbacks has sunk in. I just thought I'd show you a pic of my two cuties in their Razorback gear. <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384098849136968754" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDuqK_WaRQGjFwjG5tX0H6dfdHWI9k33GaahkbQaqAAwBqlq_yzXRX0pMEZaZenB2h_wjc-eFIvM-UWVTKdu_dhMaT59jSetWKBZTcmAFPAz2w59k_W9OptnHfP2EdpOuDpJCq/s320/100_0989.JPG" /></div><div align="left">Saturday Jeremy, Jonah and I headed to our friends house for the game. I am sorry, but I am not much of a football fan. I know people don't understand that. I can appreciate a Razorback game, but I'm not going to watch it on my own. Anyway, at the Froud's house, I dropped off my boys, and left with the other wives for a great dinner at Noodles. It was really good for us girls to get to eat and talk without the kids. And there was no wait whatsoever! </div><div align="left"><br />Then Sunday morning our church hosted a speaker from the State Baptist Convention who spoke on stewardship. We learned a lot about our finances. I am really excited to put to practice what we learned.</div><div align="left"><br />I am still working on Jonah's costume. I have the bodice done, I just need to finish the paws, the tail and the hood. Those parts have all the cute details like the white fur that makes it really look like a skunk!</div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384107000296891730" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCfqELbvQwMWv6pCbJrK2__wr7p9NMN-jtg7pZIOyNqlicRb9hRPXJAlOdxJuehDHrtBaFiyeRvnjWzWpjoIqH3XTm8hWSQA4c8wajR-USjTB7ThOPArq1EW76MNPX5YNl78uY/s320/IMG_0422.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384107662375905746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUOe6H7DHld3L_pblrCV0lqgxaLSXZEEVuD_4Zc96JTTnGzUbwftIQF0YChLpefGFYn7wEBRY1dq3R3gOmmX7HNH-olyoS7DkObvZ4Okq3X8NB0fbL5A4UuWpCEGI_3Lu5dZ4_/s320/IMG_0424.JPG" /> <div align="center"><br /><br /></div><div align="left">Here are the bibs I put iron -on letters on. (I don't know why this picture loaded sideways). I had put Jonah or his initials on so many of them, I had run out of those letters. So I tried to think of other phrases to use up some letters.</div><div align="center"><br /><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="left">I've also decided against making Jonah a trick-or-treat bag. Instead I decided to buy a bag and decorate it with fabric and ribbon. I will also probably get his name embroidered on it. These are my latest projects. I usually get to work on them in the evenings while Jonah sleeps. Jeremy usually mows the lawn, catches up on his shows, or does this: <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384110318969871122" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsCmn1ezqTyR4oMTEda2cqVYWHVU22hMNweSsdfks0muUDF-bGIZMSeOAxSLsGQFP7GFY-MCkWfZ7Z9N6iv8idxe1p4Syy2syfJ_-ArHO27kP8yQMVc_wwLHSduFzg3D40MQrU/s320/IMG_0416.JPG" />Seriously, I did not set this picture up. He fell asleep this way. I was reading a magazine on the other couch and glanced over at him to see if he was nodding off...and he was...like this. He had no idea I took his picture until later when I showed it to him. </div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="left">Jonah has been teething again. He has one upper front tooth poking through and I'm sure the other upper front tooth is soon to come. He hasn't slept well in the last two weeks. He also hasn't taken a bottle in the last week and a half or so. Im trying to work with him on using a sippy cup. He will nurse when I'm home, and eats baby food while I'm at work, but has refused bottles when my mom tries to give them to him. It worries me, but he certainly isn't losing any weight from it. I do think it keeps him waking up during the night to eat though. This momma hasn't gotten a full night of sleep in over 8 months, but honestly I'm used to it. He is so happy during the day and is a pretty easy going baby. If not sleeping well is the trade-off for a happy-go-lucky baby, then I'll take it. My mom said I didn't sleep or eat much as a baby and the doctor told her not to worry about it as long as I was growing properly and seemed happy. I'm pretty ok today, so I try not to worry!<br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384112868511432882" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2gODKNMNbycwf7Q8wVT3xEzEJA8WukeBu8oVH1sHFCSN5p2P_FXEyXxJLlLsSvRcP06A-yG0TqYlim7HgUsJ2OK5nuR0Kqta_Lo6txLeHsBjpe_LVPJ_h86rgFHasfHXCFUj6/s320/100_0965.JPG" /> <p align="center">What you talkin' 'bout Willis?<br /></p><p align="left">For all of you out there who tune into my blog to see what Jonah is up to, here are two videos for your viewing enjoyment. I LOOOOVE to hear him laugh. And no one can make him laugh like his daddy.</p><br /><p align="center"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyoNF5emRauOgSUpNfvUyAl8TckTp50OGy9de88LwFNydtgfqZK8yrLnmRi3LPF6yc3mWgLWAUVi_E' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p align="center">I sure wish I knew how to edit out my voice!!</p><p align="center"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dy0Za57Op4TSWkCQ9UnhMRczNi5DPhXLBTGvFK2eIggAZZKWDj-NbDgxfBaacmvlnEJmG7Rpl3poNQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p align="left">This pretty well gets me caught up! I hope this will get Jonah's Mimi, Aunt Laura, Sissy, Aunt Nat, Aunt Kris, Katy, and Keely through until our next installment! We miss you!</p>Adriennehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01686926482034722363noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8838267.post-75024245597396788522009-09-01T22:14:00.003-05:002009-09-01T22:46:14.080-05:00Midweek blurbI know I promised you Jeremy's baby pictures. Hopefully this week I will get them scanned in. While I research which 3-in-1 printer to buy, I wanted to leave you with this.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.cakewrecks.blogspot.com/">http://www.cakewrecks.blogspot.com/</a><br /><br />It is hilarity. The blog title says "When Professional Cakes Go Horribly, Hilariously Wrong". Is it sad to say that I spent some (ahem!) time Friday night looking at all the pictures and laughing out loud by myself? I just love the ways that these people screw up cakes and still try to sell them. Sunday's blog post is reserved for good professional cakes. That's fun to see too, but the bad ones make me laugh. Out loud. By myself. I think it's the commentary that makes it so funny to me. If you don't think its as funny as I do...well, my hubby tells me I have a 'different' sense of humor.<br /><br />Here's my next sewing project!<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376707313943902578" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLsUinM9ks99GLqV4aSkIj8oexP1VRe5hB5svug0sFYtndeptkMrKC1FjhO_D4A6aEXYenOfXnLth4-raHRYLQnDU1AbY01iN5a1ZivxPGrI638souANMB0ojKpgyEQp78ruwg/s320/costume+pattern.jpg" /><br /><br /><p>Jonah is going to be the skunk in the bottom left corner. I have all the pieces cut out. Now to start piecing them together. I wonder how long Jonah will let his momma make stuff for him. </p><p>I will post pictures as I progress on his costume. Hope yall are having a good week!<br /></p>Adriennehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01686926482034722363noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8838267.post-40909119551434942282009-08-25T16:26:00.001-05:002009-08-25T16:58:10.587-05:00Who does he favor? Part I<div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374016610068819858" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirY7uTxK17peWlvF33GQhh6Rx3v_FsZVz9g6x3zLz2gNGxOT-qV8tZSBoiCuj9TmIRgr8lI6IKTZ0DlIqaV38oRb3N4Wux0LQOQwiym9GD4r9bfYPAXE4HlDHN88qGLmqHK7V0/s320/100_0921.JPG" /> What do you think? I think Jonah favors his daddy a lot. Then sometimes when I see pictures of my brother as a baby I think he favors him. I guess it is possible that he looks like both.<br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374016613660341538" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuWuqaKypBqq8ZWkDHh2fTrPaRYNRBZdF80bxmWbxVZEhLujvJ_CidsYC7AyewaSqOqJRMFpvhyphenhyphenL7CSspSrPmsPwbkbSslYWRhTVzG0X24Wxa32YglhZZiZjx1NirVt8Yu85xz/s320/darren+adri.jpg" /></div><div>Here's Darren and I. I am not sure how old we are...Darren is probably 5 or 6 and me somewhere around 1 or 2. I think Jonah favors me in this picture! Of course I look like a little boy, so that could be why!</div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374016628371128946" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYo-Vqf6KJr-tEH5BWcryV6eHU8N0wQrrB2K_cy2eyHGGFlGGVaI7PU6YOxC7jTOdnvwBaCOwbIURw4YpBia6vxLDxEXFjQyHcmbb1BNZQBRfNebPNSI0bw0xXvLYdFxaENwRt/s320/darrenhighchair.jpg" /></div><div>Darren again around 1 or so. I wasn't even a glimmer in my mama's eye yet, and Jonah <em>certainly</em> wasn't a glimmer in anyone's eye yet! I still see some similarities.</div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374016622549920178" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwkb7wJ0WubessghHQ7ws8uCLpLTyVL7p1SW79Pyd4aPJ-nMiDLF5SJmSpBRnm39RX81bzxM6HvjNfrjApJw_Jc8TVQVd2smQMWXucl4hFS2ekLo9Fz8kKKzH7SItGmVEN5xtJ/s320/darreneaster.jpg" /></div><br /><div>Here's Darren at Easter. I'm guessing around age 2 or 3. So cute and so Jonah-like!</div><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374016633046772706" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_Czr-K5OajoFZ-DNW3Mb-V88Wq5wKCuyz4RyxO5_r76Nw0O7Eiz2OwhbVkHsBq98tBOjhrxwFXmFAfFx6KuHl5ZShYOAZKY57UNp2zvnfbw5QEdPZ33U8Xzd4s59EQbiVeEqd/s320/darrenwalking.jpg" /> I just included this shot of Darren because he was walking at 9 1/2 months old. I also like the pic of my dad in the background. Mom said I walked at 11 months and I am just fine if Jonah waits a little longer. Of course I want him to be in the normal range, as early or late as that may be, but mama needs some time to get used to "crawling Jonah" before he becomes "walking Jonah." </div><div> </div><div>I will have to scan in some pictures of Jeremy soon and you will see the resemblance to him too. I really don't care who he looks like, it's just fun to see these old pictures!</div></div>Adriennehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01686926482034722363noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8838267.post-10003054973360328622009-08-20T19:42:00.004-05:002009-08-20T20:33:09.338-05:00He's creeping...<div style="text-align: center;">I am about to be in trouble...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxCdScf8VK2XoVyQRkq_WEhtI9KEAQezisggu6uqcPAx4JsI4IwCBVeJaWWBr5sD_xaAMUM18NDwnU' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Don't you think? He's going to be into it all and fast at it!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Don't you just love a baby in pajamas?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaKusqLbYGBjR5mB9DECrh6qE8oNiQL3hXWr5W39phhCxBx5sscTjAimCZwuDmwLyM1MyxPHUWkypnb2oRf4FvIGi-os_ZoKRyE5-jSpMl95G8XhIGSu3A-q2OgXK1bApQCxVo/s1600-h/sitting+up+2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaKusqLbYGBjR5mB9DECrh6qE8oNiQL3hXWr5W39phhCxBx5sscTjAimCZwuDmwLyM1MyxPHUWkypnb2oRf4FvIGi-os_ZoKRyE5-jSpMl95G8XhIGSu3A-q2OgXK1bApQCxVo/s320/sitting+up+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372216410219914738" border="0" /></a><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;">I'm not tired, mom!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_4u3fWIMzQic-5euDuZdUNoVnB-xIEL7gW9c7364oWZtsWa_NxPG_LslTQOaF_hZ4tbbQD1vTqJfEYQt6pvGamJ70_RmM6xnEFS6O7H94u5c9eVEgEiqC-nofp4S8FaT3y6uh/s1600-h/sitting+up.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_4u3fWIMzQic-5euDuZdUNoVnB-xIEL7gW9c7364oWZtsWa_NxPG_LslTQOaF_hZ4tbbQD1vTqJfEYQt6pvGamJ70_RmM6xnEFS6O7H94u5c9eVEgEiqC-nofp4S8FaT3y6uh/s320/sitting+up.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372220372166480786" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The reason he's so drooly? Check out those two bottom teeth.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjzSP9WadXJb4i5HsqbUIPdKhxSkr1kkilOzFgQ56LuYBR0Ep39Y3qnV9J5JuMnyECu5Tkw3j6oaGNp-9dT-lhf8wn5l6lejSHIqiFDqULXjHzv50j76gZFvt7kG_dt1saLEVy/s1600-h/teeth2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjzSP9WadXJb4i5HsqbUIPdKhxSkr1kkilOzFgQ56LuYBR0Ep39Y3qnV9J5JuMnyECu5Tkw3j6oaGNp-9dT-lhf8wn5l6lejSHIqiFDqULXjHzv50j76gZFvt7kG_dt1saLEVy/s320/teeth2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372220381636020786" border="0" /></a>So Moms out there...when did you give your baby teething biscuits? Puffs? Anything other than baby food? Ive been reading up on it and it seems like it I should be giving him lumpier textured foods, but he acts like he doesn't like the chunkier foods. I'm sure he's just not used to it, but I wondered at what age are they ready to start mashing food.<br /></div>Adriennehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01686926482034722363noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8838267.post-66786152524849245602009-08-19T21:09:00.006-05:002009-08-19T21:33:16.943-05:00I Don'tI've sat idly by and watched as Jenna over at Jenna's Journey has done her "I Don't" Wednesday. I've thought about participating, I've started to participate, but finally I have decided to play along. I honestly have a hard time coming up with things I Don't do...but I'll manage.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://jennasjourneyblog.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><img alt="Jenna’s Journey Blog" src="http://i101.photobucket.com/albums/m49/wannabeamama/i_dont_Page_11.jpg" /></a><br /></div><ul><li>I don't like a tangled mess of sheets on my bed when I get in them at night. It makes me crazy.</li></ul><ul><li>I don't like to make phone calls. I have to make myself answer my phone sometimes. Don't take it personally, its not you, its me.</li></ul><ul><li>I don't like sweet pickles. My husband's grandma makes her own and I hear they're wonderful, but I don't like 'em. I try them every year and nope, nothing has changed yet. Ditto on salmon and mushrooms.<br /></li></ul><ul><li> I don't play games. I don't want to hop in on a game of basketball or volleyball. I am not interested in throwing a ball around the pool. I don't want to play the Wii. I'm sorry, its just not fun to me.</li></ul><ul><li>I don't like putting away laundry after its folded, or putting away the groceries. Those are just pet peeve chores that I don't particularly like!</li></ul><ul><li>I don't ever want to go back to school! I'm done with that chapter of my life (hopefully)!<br /></li></ul>Adriennehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01686926482034722363noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8838267.post-43183600637920327082009-08-12T21:10:00.009-05:002009-08-12T22:06:51.784-05:00Jonah pics galore!I am a little behind. I have to say our summer has been busy. The weeks fly by to me. I feel like I finally get to the weekend and then it flies by too. I can't believe summer is coming to an end and I only have gotten in the pool twice. I keep telling myself that next summer I won't have a 6 month old and I can possibly enjoy the pool more! I know it will be harder to keep up with that little guy and I will not get any less busy. That's life.<br /><br />What have we been up to lately? Well Jonah has hit a few milestones. We are eating baby food. I have made a little myself, but most of it I buy. He likes most everything, but does not seem to like peaches. I don't know why anyone wouldn't like a peach, but I will give him the right to not like it.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5AZGKcIAaGmJOgfbvk6LvHkSZ3Rjezjudn3HC_4JP3qFKuVArBnTuPd73WRC_j2XhocEAaScBaZfyQGGIKIjjTzhE1kUwRyrj4oDG6c4C1Xv5mQbam2OgCMfJEienwd8Ur8Yl/s1600-h/prune+jonah.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5AZGKcIAaGmJOgfbvk6LvHkSZ3Rjezjudn3HC_4JP3qFKuVArBnTuPd73WRC_j2XhocEAaScBaZfyQGGIKIjjTzhE1kUwRyrj4oDG6c4C1Xv5mQbam2OgCMfJEienwd8Ur8Yl/s320/prune+jonah.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369267332592932354" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTck9mM37gkHG9SIWAfMzBBJCUXmPjMnh19zEKzJYZioKH1NaUPX5nsCRV2wiYjFRTBrJRytaG5z3g63a5MEMlXd1wBofHm3nob_uWG_H3TOhEG-V7Dxl22m6p0izhC2AxERV0/s1600-h/avocado+jonah.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTck9mM37gkHG9SIWAfMzBBJCUXmPjMnh19zEKzJYZioKH1NaUPX5nsCRV2wiYjFRTBrJRytaG5z3g63a5MEMlXd1wBofHm3nob_uWG_H3TOhEG-V7Dxl22m6p0izhC2AxERV0/s320/avocado+jonah.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369267317188290594" border="0" /></a>This boy does like prunes. Everyone makes a face when they see he's eating them, but they're good for him and he likes 'em, so prunes it is! I mixed some avocado and bananas together and it really tasty, but he wasn't quite sure of the texture yet. I probably should have pureed it, but I just mashed. We'll try that again later!<br /><br />He is also sitting up some. He is not so great at it for long periods of time, but for a few seconds he's got it! ha!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJr4cQPFjDBWTFy7uv3sCi6QiG8tuD364v_WyOm7CuFxawZPlLYkxfn_tKar636cYswffV4kxmwg7o5RPwC6T431DmWpcXkoDvZ_GxbgeJhJlfR2qlT7ixw1GWYKM6BD7IIYoV/s1600-h/sitting+up+jonah.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJr4cQPFjDBWTFy7uv3sCi6QiG8tuD364v_WyOm7CuFxawZPlLYkxfn_tKar636cYswffV4kxmwg7o5RPwC6T431DmWpcXkoDvZ_GxbgeJhJlfR2qlT7ixw1GWYKM6BD7IIYoV/s320/sitting+up+jonah.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369268795328892498" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirmYRH-kKD21jPRQxGxAdCnRMtR1KiPXg9l-JnfFtYLEnwePJjcQzDE8kg8rlP2MOxSNzPPRB6KGPWpug0yk_eWquT7-iBCa72P1nYhPONqLZe1-XbMkTQCpz3MTq3_ntL74ze/s1600-h/toy+jonah.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirmYRH-kKD21jPRQxGxAdCnRMtR1KiPXg9l-JnfFtYLEnwePJjcQzDE8kg8rlP2MOxSNzPPRB6KGPWpug0yk_eWquT7-iBCa72P1nYhPONqLZe1-XbMkTQCpz3MTq3_ntL74ze/s320/toy+jonah.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369268811732258754" border="0" /></a>Here Jonah receives some balancing help from the boppy and his toy basket!<br /><br />Jonah has also been attempting to crawl. For the longest time, he would pivot on his stomach, then this past weekend, he started what my husband calls the inchworm. He pulls his knees up under him then tries to move his hands forward. I guess its a sort of army crawl.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCy7PYxIsYAUuWsuST9cNorQ3CsFaLVPIpSz1KnB7ZBu9HNZuihRSt9I9nTjy37jiu8au9DfSadzBd96o-BUsfTy73cZrXW65TH63my2PYiyw0juzuoTOtUrpOFi5BG2Wustyg/s1600-h/crawl+2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCy7PYxIsYAUuWsuST9cNorQ3CsFaLVPIpSz1KnB7ZBu9HNZuihRSt9I9nTjy37jiu8au9DfSadzBd96o-BUsfTy73cZrXW65TH63my2PYiyw0juzuoTOtUrpOFi5BG2Wustyg/s320/crawl+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369270836323116610" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7j7j597KmPN7GSgpWaMacAI0dRFGdQpk1_IhblfC37omogo7IEDMRmVTGCtwW6KWo4m28gJz45oBxmPHOsFunlwGuigoB68SP3jvDS4zIGaBKNw7YCDSHrMLem9y693Nqe6N8/s1600-h/computer+crawl.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7j7j597KmPN7GSgpWaMacAI0dRFGdQpk1_IhblfC37omogo7IEDMRmVTGCtwW6KWo4m28gJz45oBxmPHOsFunlwGuigoB68SP3jvDS4zIGaBKNw7YCDSHrMLem9y693Nqe6N8/s320/computer+crawl.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369270845368405058" border="0" /></a>Just put something in front of this baby he wants...and bam! he will inchworm on over to it. He's such a little man, he inches for the remote control, our cellphones, and the computer. He also loves to play in the basket that holds diapers in the living room.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEzdAT4UUq9P6VPM5s9h7rfRhV4nlJGRK7mGSe56kVUK0VVWanTV2LuVUmeoG8EXOpfqBROCOgbCn2DjdPCbhuj-sBzR-TCbP4B7hnR8ccGPxRBpePoUp5vKKH3R5kDX387UPv/s1600-h/crawl+1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEzdAT4UUq9P6VPM5s9h7rfRhV4nlJGRK7mGSe56kVUK0VVWanTV2LuVUmeoG8EXOpfqBROCOgbCn2DjdPCbhuj-sBzR-TCbP4B7hnR8ccGPxRBpePoUp5vKKH3R5kDX387UPv/s320/crawl+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369272039230466194" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3YqfnkpMM2wPg1JTlFdlSq9nfNK23O14aLNIWNRjyr8WUcaAWP0PYs_cK_NdBGjgrm5Be931q0Zn6HDd8BJyE_ATiK8ofMTp5edqWb1ILYGW6ouhYNNikGcu3AAAAx_BzvfK9/s1600-h/basket+head+2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3YqfnkpMM2wPg1JTlFdlSq9nfNK23O14aLNIWNRjyr8WUcaAWP0PYs_cK_NdBGjgrm5Be931q0Zn6HDd8BJyE_ATiK8ofMTp5edqWb1ILYGW6ouhYNNikGcu3AAAAx_BzvfK9/s320/basket+head+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369272045377278162" border="0" /></a><br />Little guy also has a tooth. It is barely pushing through and it is giving him some real trouble. He hasn't slept well in the last week or so, which makes it hard on his momma! I am not a morning person anyway, but after a long night, all I can think is....coffee.<br /><br />Jeremy and I have gotten our gym membership up and running again. I had been wondering how I was gonna make that work. So yesterday I took Jonah with me in the jogging stroller. By mile 2, he was snoozing.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHlF3xXfjpfYuzDO4ilsUKtVbWxRVbi9b4Fu8IlPrM0n5UnIe0gfD8e2thcFwa8aBara-JfRkJD6flHGjrlAphuqcVl9SKbl8ZcwDpWFflUNbb_RIsj_TfLO03ZgnSVNZEF4TG/s1600-h/sleepy+stroller.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHlF3xXfjpfYuzDO4ilsUKtVbWxRVbi9b4Fu8IlPrM0n5UnIe0gfD8e2thcFwa8aBara-JfRkJD6flHGjrlAphuqcVl9SKbl8ZcwDpWFflUNbb_RIsj_TfLO03ZgnSVNZEF4TG/s320/sleepy+stroller.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369273658384084434" border="0" /></a>Yea! He likes the stroller for longer than 10 minutes now!<br /><br />Now that I've gotten you caught up on Jonah, I'll catch you up on me. Yesterday after Jeremy met Jonah and I at the gym, he left earlier than us. When he got out to the parking lot he called me and asked me if I had my keys. I said that I did and he said, "well it doesn't do you that much good to lock your car and leave the back hatch open."<br />duh...<br />Yes I had gotten the jogging stroller out of the car and left the back hatch wide open. For over an hour. I guess I had other things on my mind. I am my mother's daughter (I only say that because not long ago, she left her car door wide open in a hotel parking lot and Jeremy just happened to walk by, see it, and close it for her.) Sorry to tell on you Mom.<br /><br />Now that we've gotten Jonah sleeping in his own bed and in bed earlier, I've been able to do some sewing. I just finished some curtains for the living room and some bibs for Jonah.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibj7h3Sg2qh36wziuxHE5SRAXYIflUimJ4RmniYs0zALmxvGUqGviZmydByk5hHL1CONsr5jP1ILOnK0NuHL5FZciPbClbJEQ0zPjeDDC4jUS93UuJcZna1rYEmE8-0W6K7C3L/s1600-h/bibs+1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibj7h3Sg2qh36wziuxHE5SRAXYIflUimJ4RmniYs0zALmxvGUqGviZmydByk5hHL1CONsr5jP1ILOnK0NuHL5FZciPbClbJEQ0zPjeDDC4jUS93UuJcZna1rYEmE8-0W6K7C3L/s320/bibs+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369277492701361074" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQAtgPk6aPDPZkGJY8jgsANRbN91erlNs9YLZgcnuu84fKssuXQt3-Qel0aUVegK6xeSyoNMutfEEKwCUDc_YwpFvPwlK6x1fdhBD4gMGHS9Q64MBCtTMi7l3gsfut0BXKS7ZH/s1600-h/bibs+2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQAtgPk6aPDPZkGJY8jgsANRbN91erlNs9YLZgcnuu84fKssuXQt3-Qel0aUVegK6xeSyoNMutfEEKwCUDc_YwpFvPwlK6x1fdhBD4gMGHS9Q64MBCtTMi7l3gsfut0BXKS7ZH/s320/bibs+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369277505291052242" border="0" /></a>I need some other ideas on craft projects for a boy. I've made bibs, burp cloths, peepee teepees and blankets. I can't paint or anything like that, so that's out of the picture. Anyone have any ideas? I'll be working on his Halloween costume soon!<br /><br />On another note, Annual Girl's Weekend is coming up. This is the weekend when my two best friend's come up from Bryant to stay with me for a weekend. We spend all our time catching up, shopping, and eating. I CAN'T wait.<br /><br />I hope you guys have had a great summer! I hope to catch up more often than this...I know I always say that, but I really mean it!Adriennehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01686926482034722363noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8838267.post-69195994730828170892009-07-14T21:25:00.003-05:002009-07-14T22:07:48.172-05:00A few photos and a link you should visit<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxIED72D14XotudrCnkT1aAxZyAs0P48nAaW7gN-w5RGVhRmp7eIImwh667wXxW9UCTdllGMNiUiB7VaB9DZI6HqXO6OcCIaUn-5ggFcsWAUAwncMxLF8GroO5vUKITtfqNaYl/s1600-h/jonahpeas.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxIED72D14XotudrCnkT1aAxZyAs0P48nAaW7gN-w5RGVhRmp7eIImwh667wXxW9UCTdllGMNiUiB7VaB9DZI6HqXO6OcCIaUn-5ggFcsWAUAwncMxLF8GroO5vUKITtfqNaYl/s320/jonahpeas.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358508880772194370" border="0" /></a>We are trying baby food now! We started today tasting a few things. This is the face he gave me after his first bite of peas.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmPY_qwb4W4QBzIovDpqmZg1x7kypMMjtAZBD38xr-adL-tkXDRr7AChqJ48m4kg7Ilb4Rb38Rm9VQwvM4woDxLuULpN4Y7X9bkaENpon2i0BcBMoh-7tYUKEQ5_nAPwo6R-pR/s1600-h/jonahpears.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmPY_qwb4W4QBzIovDpqmZg1x7kypMMjtAZBD38xr-adL-tkXDRr7AChqJ48m4kg7Ilb4Rb38Rm9VQwvM4woDxLuULpN4Y7X9bkaENpon2i0BcBMoh-7tYUKEQ5_nAPwo6R-pR/s320/jonahpears.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358508837072510994" border="0" /></a>That is his opinion on pears! He seemed to like food! We'll see if we find anything he doesn't like. I think I might puree my own baby food when possible. Today I made him some sweet potatoes and froze it in small portions. Hopefully I can keep up with it.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7J3qLAPPWkYxsdoChKaoYzAkCaSQg_rzUpnbw0rHPfSwTdBMliL3GKgKdlNQs32Wtmy1Of8YVTNKtC9UNaRja58Nih7QqQWdZ_l15Mn9thEjCVjwvdRUInoPWPbGWQO3_Y2c1/s1600-h/jonah+pool2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7J3qLAPPWkYxsdoChKaoYzAkCaSQg_rzUpnbw0rHPfSwTdBMliL3GKgKdlNQs32Wtmy1Of8YVTNKtC9UNaRja58Nih7QqQWdZ_l15Mn9thEjCVjwvdRUInoPWPbGWQO3_Y2c1/s320/jonah+pool2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358508791385032994" border="0" /></a>This picture is a few weeks ago. Jonah had his first dip in Mimi and Grandpa's pool. He did really well. I was very surprised that he didn't even cry a little bit getting into the colder water. He would sit in his floaty thing and kick his feet and splash with his hands.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4NOqoNzlQp3UqsO5FfBBiZlwxElzfrgteqR8o4SMO1BI_HrT1jYEUtVh1zcB38wf1xb_8Tkme9413bc_6qZQO6oMykp9zcl36qzHUXn2Hk3QTOrmEwHvkMcPrZKM-GLRXr7Yb/s1600-h/jonahjumper2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4NOqoNzlQp3UqsO5FfBBiZlwxElzfrgteqR8o4SMO1BI_HrT1jYEUtVh1zcB38wf1xb_8Tkme9413bc_6qZQO6oMykp9zcl36qzHUXn2Hk3QTOrmEwHvkMcPrZKM-GLRXr7Yb/s320/jonahjumper2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358508762165480978" border="0" /></a>This is Jonah jumping in his jumperoo. I put him in the bathroom doorway while I get ready.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvbMvU9VtwPULLUN38iJQcBRPcq_VwZj2HdNdhYCpA_-qkFMI97Ivqal4pCSIzTtcVvYFEUnQiH3B0RE4PVi7p1w9HAKQQNGH5UhQMQO9CPh6KVMH_5_BueT-UetygFZXzgrUc/s1600-h/mommajonah.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvbMvU9VtwPULLUN38iJQcBRPcq_VwZj2HdNdhYCpA_-qkFMI97Ivqal4pCSIzTtcVvYFEUnQiH3B0RE4PVi7p1w9HAKQQNGH5UhQMQO9CPh6KVMH_5_BueT-UetygFZXzgrUc/s320/mommajonah.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358508741953950818" border="0" /></a>Here's me and Jonah. I took this picture, so it's not that great, but it's one of the few I have with me in it.<br /><br />We have completed a week of teaching Jonah to sleep in his bed. He has done very well. He is still getting used to a schedule, but I think in another week or so he'll have it down. The only thing we struggle with is that he is <span style="font-style: italic;">still</span> waking up every two to three hours. He goes back down pretty easily, but it's like his body is just used to waking up that often. He is in a habit of eating at night. A book I read suggests just slowly cutting short the nursing sessions by 2 minutes every night and I guess letting him cry for the rest of the times he wakes up. What would/did you do?I don't know if he will ever sleep through the night!<br />--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br /><br />Please stop by my mother in law's <a href="http://www.barbarasjourneyinlr.blogspot.com">blog</a>. She is in Little Rock undergoing treatment at UAMS for Multiple Myeloma. She is going through some pretty intense therapy that includes chemo, stem cell growth shots, fluids ran through her kidneys daily through a port in her chest, and several other drug therapies that go along with it. Many days she is very tired and run down as they spend long hours at the hospital. UAMS is the premier location for treatment of Multiple Myeloma in the United States and maybe even the world. She is doing well, but I know this is taxing on her emotionally and physically. She is blogging about her journey. She will be in Little Rock for perhaps several months. So stop by her blog, say hi, and catch up on the details. The family has taken shifts to be with her there. Jeremy, Jonah, and I were able to go down over 4th of July. Jeremy is headed down tomorrow for a day or two until his dad can make it down for the end of the week/weekend. I know she misses Jonah, but right now, her immunity is down and she can't be around too many people, so we will wait until she can be around more people. I just wanted to address it because many of you know what she's going through, but may not have known she has a blog and you can follow her journey. She's a strong woman and she will come through this with God's help and unconditional love. We love her to pieces!Adriennehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01686926482034722363noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8838267.post-79727630882911736352009-07-06T22:03:00.005-05:002009-07-06T22:29:40.572-05:00Catch UpYes I know I've been absent for awhile. I guess I just haven't been able to balance being a mom, working almost full-time, and blogging. I am getting better and better at it, and some days are easier than others, for sure. I actually can get some dinner cooked sometimes.<br /><br />Jonah is almost 6 months old now. I cannot believe that it has gone by so fast. We will be starting baby food soon. Now we're just trying to perfect cereal!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4oOEN2k44WSvsOMA6yc9LlPAVpZmKIPyJOtckqrKX8tQI9qelXG1DiVAdYUZMivlm35zne4BSz03Crn_JqjFAUVqrIXO1NcJYkKpCMMz_M49VsUK4hmTW1EAhsnB2dybRn4nC/s1600-h/IMG_0306.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4oOEN2k44WSvsOMA6yc9LlPAVpZmKIPyJOtckqrKX8tQI9qelXG1DiVAdYUZMivlm35zne4BSz03Crn_JqjFAUVqrIXO1NcJYkKpCMMz_M49VsUK4hmTW1EAhsnB2dybRn4nC/s320/IMG_0306.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355550199075253218" border="0" /></a><br />This is how we look every night when we eat cereal. Needless to say Jonah gets a bath next.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1hCFWneT54NliH4ajZukj6ULl_G2Ocq_Ez7HXfpLWJCY0ppt4mME6HZ49F_uFuGSSKaC3nXCfZqwdJgeyMkB0xXTYKQa896oUPUoL89fEBMx35ppD_T3ysnRSFt77QEnHoFqL/s1600-h/J+jumper.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1hCFWneT54NliH4ajZukj6ULl_G2Ocq_Ez7HXfpLWJCY0ppt4mME6HZ49F_uFuGSSKaC3nXCfZqwdJgeyMkB0xXTYKQa896oUPUoL89fEBMx35ppD_T3ysnRSFt77QEnHoFqL/s320/J+jumper.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355550562670420194" border="0" /></a><br />Here Jonah is doing his most favorite pasttime. He loves his jumper. He smiles the whole time he's in it.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT8yRMmDYFVtPeQ5KXHn_br86TagDMxtZtDNJe9CGkbJKcefdRqfUHiqtN6T2T85dak1bwjfHG2ZZT5rNTJaZLaNkMWiCSKIaeAKMTDno6af8xy76m1dA2R9j9w9IveOmboy5x/s1600-h/J+orange+shorts.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT8yRMmDYFVtPeQ5KXHn_br86TagDMxtZtDNJe9CGkbJKcefdRqfUHiqtN6T2T85dak1bwjfHG2ZZT5rNTJaZLaNkMWiCSKIaeAKMTDno6af8xy76m1dA2R9j9w9IveOmboy5x/s320/J+orange+shorts.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355551392981412962" border="0" /></a><br />Ok, so maybe I'm partial, but he is the cutest, roly-polyest little thing. I love every inch of cellulite and fat rolls! <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQJTKYXHh2Sdf0IHP4UftHr7QVheYnx6wqX7mhPOFZTxn_7P65zIeLtQkftiYGAxSLO41UgNfHDNe7gnF9LiChDAJiH2cEtGPFfwV7Q4-dSR89Fo_M1NwVzIERkCo8H-KHFndu/s1600-h/J+new+shorts.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQJTKYXHh2Sdf0IHP4UftHr7QVheYnx6wqX7mhPOFZTxn_7P65zIeLtQkftiYGAxSLO41UgNfHDNe7gnF9LiChDAJiH2cEtGPFfwV7Q4-dSR89Fo_M1NwVzIERkCo8H-KHFndu/s320/J+new+shorts.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355551386138978498" border="0" /></a><br />He's getting good at rolling over and trying to get mobile. He rotates on his belly. I have no idea how long it takes of rocking and trying to get his knees up under him until he can actually crawl, but he's trying!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiT2c5gMvGhqcLe3i8T4mXgTQJ1uZRcQr7IrNjrp15Uv2iOzWdDaC5fdR7hJqzdI88mif_V2mZ0_MWS1Iff2-nIRY-7RVSxmI3lQTIavM21uv_J6wQJdblnyz7clos5lrD87H4/s1600-h/J+wranglers.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiT2c5gMvGhqcLe3i8T4mXgTQJ1uZRcQr7IrNjrp15Uv2iOzWdDaC5fdR7hJqzdI88mif_V2mZ0_MWS1Iff2-nIRY-7RVSxmI3lQTIavM21uv_J6wQJdblnyz7clos5lrD87H4/s320/J+wranglers.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355551381130935666" border="0" /></a><br />When we first found out Jonah was a boy, we set out to buy him his first pair of Wranglers. He can finally wear them. I think they're so funny. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNI9hsR8rcFNGrG8ZPFcqKD066ptJZVUH0mqFFYZ04EYa0b_R-AI5G7ViFjqnY0vRmNWPXDu1R_ItrjtH55ezRxHrnyhMfyl_-307X-sex9nMbDHoXy63jiRfWTxQLCqO-a1JT/s1600-h/J+sleep.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNI9hsR8rcFNGrG8ZPFcqKD066ptJZVUH0mqFFYZ04EYa0b_R-AI5G7ViFjqnY0vRmNWPXDu1R_ItrjtH55ezRxHrnyhMfyl_-307X-sex9nMbDHoXy63jiRfWTxQLCqO-a1JT/s320/J+sleep.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355551377345650434" border="0" /></a><br />Here's my boy asleep in the morning in our bed. Yes he sleeps in our bed. That's how it has been since he was younger and would not sleep much at all. Well tonight we decided that the every 2 hr wakings and the 1 1/2 hrs of trying to get him to sleep in the first place are over. Hopefully by the end of the week he will be done with his sleep training. We are going by the The Sleepeasy Solution. It basically says we do a modified 'cry it out.' We let him cry while coming in at designated increments of time and reassuring him. The first time we put him down tonight it took him less that 30 minutes, then he woke up an hour later and cried for almost an hour. IT IS KILLING US. But we both know that what we were doing wasn't working, so we had to make a change. He's one of those kids who doesn't like to sleep and won't. You can barely get him to sleep while he's in your arms and forget trying to put him down. Ain't gonna happen. Anyway, I'm in for a night of this. Hopefully it gets better??? Has anyone out there had to do this? Heaven knows, I wouldn't be doing it if I didn't feel like I HAD to.<br /><br />I better run before he wakes up, since I'm supposed to wake him to feed him, instead of him waking up on his own and getting fed.<br /><br />This post will catch me up on what's been going on. I will post (hopefully) soon to update you on our weekend and what else is going on in our world!Adriennehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01686926482034722363noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8838267.post-84936772500310529532009-05-11T09:41:00.003-05:002009-05-11T11:03:12.613-05:00Happy Mother's Day<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL4x_YRyEGmP52yMn-mTDmB07Noi_ZGI-wW5cN0YXnsMBRdujETwrz2phezofHTjQ5Mo68c5aYhFnS8WKNs0TFbzcLBp8lkfLx5Njdpq77kDm7zjDdSPpmW74QbWsN1A0S-lTr/s1600-h/mothers+day.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL4x_YRyEGmP52yMn-mTDmB07Noi_ZGI-wW5cN0YXnsMBRdujETwrz2phezofHTjQ5Mo68c5aYhFnS8WKNs0TFbzcLBp8lkfLx5Njdpq77kDm7zjDdSPpmW74QbWsN1A0S-lTr/s320/mothers+day.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334595886406656370" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">Happy Mother's Day!</span><br /><br /></div>It has been a really good weekend. Friday night we went over to our friend's house to cook out. We hung out with James and Jessica and their little girl Addison. Our other friends, Lyndsey and Dean, and their little boy Hudson, joined us. It was fun watching the kids play while we had some good food.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy4c-n2dtywHCUFLNoRdeBKNuqJxXLamHdoaPLHzRNkjexatCXi2AzT7OWzm8zxUxtt9AtrH6KD_Gy8BZd72b1A704RVsbUBoA0eo5a0-Of7Bp9Okfw5vZwvb6G1QUCHRmkMHk/s1600-h/whale.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy4c-n2dtywHCUFLNoRdeBKNuqJxXLamHdoaPLHzRNkjexatCXi2AzT7OWzm8zxUxtt9AtrH6KD_Gy8BZd72b1A704RVsbUBoA0eo5a0-Of7Bp9Okfw5vZwvb6G1QUCHRmkMHk/s320/whale.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334595887166125458" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">The whale is on the belly of Jonah this time.</span><br /><br /></div>Saturday I worked and Jeremy and Jonah met me in town so we could finish up some shopping. I'm looking for a wedding outfit for my sister's wedding in a couple weeks. Jeremy and I decided to go to Venetian Inn in Tontitown to eat for my Mother's Day meal. It was really good, except Jonah decided to get really hungry and not want his bottle. So I headed outside to the car to feed him the ole fashioned way. So we ate our meals separately! That's life when you have a 4 month old (who now weighs 15 lbs 3 oz and is 24 1/2 inches long!)!<br /><br />Jeremy could not wait until Mother's Day to give me my gift, so he gave it to me Saturday night. He got me a mother's ring. It is a simple band with Jonah's name on it. I love it. I was impressed because he quietly borrowed a ring that I usually wear on my right hand to get the size for my new ring. Very smart on his part. Then Saturday night after I put Jonah to bed, Jeremy took my car and completely cleaned it from head to toe. It is soooo nice. It hasn't been that clean in years!<br /><br />Then Sunday we headed to church and over to the Woody side for lunch. They all fawned over Jonah, so I got to eat my lunch without holding a baby. How blessed we are to have so many people who love our baby boy. After that Jeremy, Jonah, and I headed home for a nap! We all slept about two hours. I had to wake Jonah up because it was getting late in the afternoon and I was afraid I would never get him to sleep at night.<br /><br />It was a wonderful First Mother's Day. I still don't feel like a mom. I feel like Jonah's caretaker, but not quite a mom yet. Surely that will come. Last year at Mother's Day, I was in the dreaded two week wait. We found out May 14 that we were pregnant. I remember that complete nervousness I felt all night long that night before I was to have the blood test. I remember getting blood drawn and thinking, "I could be pregnant right this second." Then the phone call that confirmed it. What a happy day. This time last year I was still taking shots of Progesterone to maintain the pregnancy, but I will tell you every 5 a.m. shot I had to take was worth it. I can't believe in a year so much could change.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijIvb5UH_ukehZ8gsEwSBAZiN68N0BqvZ7BFJX4NvMjeJxDmpagljUF8QhdQv-_4D2yFclzQKGiCuht72G8xYuslNNTuCHN9Kx21nXM63nmYz9UQsXucJHtbrbvtB__y4LW095/s1600-h/first+cereal.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijIvb5UH_ukehZ8gsEwSBAZiN68N0BqvZ7BFJX4NvMjeJxDmpagljUF8QhdQv-_4D2yFclzQKGiCuht72G8xYuslNNTuCHN9Kx21nXM63nmYz9UQsXucJHtbrbvtB__y4LW095/s320/first+cereal.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334595879762352402" border="0" /></a>Here's a little tidbit to leave you with. This is a picture of Jonah getting his first meal of rice cereal. I think he wore as much as he ate. He seemed to like it though. Isn't he chubby? We have to take a bath each time we eat cereal!Adriennehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01686926482034722363noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8838267.post-22000459813879312202009-04-13T22:03:00.006-05:002009-04-13T22:35:02.392-05:00His future's so bright, he's gotta wear shades<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQoa0KqeijkNCoPsS7ymxH7B2IGWz_E-NFeKO0O5ueBZH8aWeyhaiPdMUjhQSd-SYfWvA9KvFmLV4OdYCRjDUYT9h9ZRxCVtJnO5AZchllr8qxPfXD4yvBYEQVEggtwoSnE7kp/s1600-h/100_0844.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQoa0KqeijkNCoPsS7ymxH7B2IGWz_E-NFeKO0O5ueBZH8aWeyhaiPdMUjhQSd-SYfWvA9KvFmLV4OdYCRjDUYT9h9ZRxCVtJnO5AZchllr8qxPfXD4yvBYEQVEggtwoSnE7kp/s320/100_0844.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324378261801567122" border="0" /></a>What do you think of Jonah's sunglasses? We can't wait until we can go swimming this summer! Can we get rid of this dreary weather already?<br /><br />Jonah's great aunt Hanne and great uncle Don sent him this hand crocheted outfit and blanket. I put it on him the other day and had a little photo shoot. (I am an <span style="font-style: italic;">awful</span> photographer, but my subject matter is worth the attempt.)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFOfkcyGwWotAy86LqAz4qROWrEPBgotZMHWmJLHLsdzlgKWHar86VXcqqyyN4R3MBFraTyKJGgMnTB9c2ccJ8B_uaslzXOo-QgrIRGqifCJaoep0sLVYTWw5ioZy9lo70AbEx/s1600-h/100_0853.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFOfkcyGwWotAy86LqAz4qROWrEPBgotZMHWmJLHLsdzlgKWHar86VXcqqyyN4R3MBFraTyKJGgMnTB9c2ccJ8B_uaslzXOo-QgrIRGqifCJaoep0sLVYTWw5ioZy9lo70AbEx/s320/100_0853.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324378255745039842" border="0" /></a>Love that tongue sticking out!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq0YlvCuF8Fo3g_A9olwlTBICWpLRIdJOyiHIMN1jg_lCvmijpCzoWmkDQyw9nZZE1r2K-jPm7CSvjjUaWohoxf6mvlyk9XH-y32PfFKP8dkoS_exkUSXCzNPdeSfrjYuF1YOF/s1600-h/100_0859.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq0YlvCuF8Fo3g_A9olwlTBICWpLRIdJOyiHIMN1jg_lCvmijpCzoWmkDQyw9nZZE1r2K-jPm7CSvjjUaWohoxf6mvlyk9XH-y32PfFKP8dkoS_exkUSXCzNPdeSfrjYuF1YOF/s320/100_0859.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324378250194964962" border="0" /></a>Love that dimple! He got that from me and I believe I got it from my dad.<br /><br />Here's our Easter picture at church. Jonah had a cute little sweater vest and he wore the shoes that have his name and birthdate embossed on the bottom. His great grandma Walker got him those. Jonah also turned 12 weeks on Easter Sunday. He has just about grown out of his 0-3 month clothes, but his feet aren't even close to outgrowing a size 1 shoe. Go figure.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK-wpFqZ6YzpkXQ8ahMA2dy_DyFx2Gw3Wr22ldzjz66gXHPgUJgVeTuQyNXkIMaAfQQE6vPMWeVkNZSFlrLuJMKXhmqiKyRDefHiqSMA0Njk568r9tELzOTZme3aUl6U4ndXRF/s1600-h/100_0867.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK-wpFqZ6YzpkXQ8ahMA2dy_DyFx2Gw3Wr22ldzjz66gXHPgUJgVeTuQyNXkIMaAfQQE6vPMWeVkNZSFlrLuJMKXhmqiKyRDefHiqSMA0Njk568r9tELzOTZme3aUl6U4ndXRF/s320/100_0867.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324378248193545026" border="0" /></a>Yes Laura, this is your dress. :) I bought an Easter dress from Target, but last minute that morning I thought it didn't fit right. I needed navy blue to match the rest of the fam, so I pulled this one out of the closet. It worked well. Hey at least the cardigan is new.<br /><br />My birthday was earlier this month and Jeremy and I went here:<img src="file:///C:/Users/user/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /><br /><img src="file:///C:/Users/user/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaAAoOUnZkscbPdKt7kJKofyN25CXQLvlwpawJzKXyZtPt1Ldn52L67VGpk2NY3e1U6tYGztTbQ6LWWLaLACrqz9lm13njwTpKiaUlrQhKweur7WZLY8tcx0kPTddCT8CLD99O/s1600-h/ruthschris.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 158px; height: 85px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaAAoOUnZkscbPdKt7kJKofyN25CXQLvlwpawJzKXyZtPt1Ldn52L67VGpk2NY3e1U6tYGztTbQ6LWWLaLACrqz9lm13njwTpKiaUlrQhKweur7WZLY8tcx0kPTddCT8CLD99O/s320/ruthschris.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324381806694616530" border="0" /></a>We both had one of these:<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0UIBwTCplkx2QD0qG6w3Zbjdud5ZU_R42s4Q5IQl9avhzJphZhGl55Kt5RPVaEYTH3wxISIqVc-_PVTY6MP-SxW3wAyRUNe2Ue3TRNw11lndzmu5CAAzC0AHaYAahFhgzQRdP/s1600-h/steak.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 162px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0UIBwTCplkx2QD0qG6w3Zbjdud5ZU_R42s4Q5IQl9avhzJphZhGl55Kt5RPVaEYTH3wxISIqVc-_PVTY6MP-SxW3wAyRUNe2Ue3TRNw11lndzmu5CAAzC0AHaYAahFhgzQRdP/s320/steak.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324381808025546418" border="0" /></a>And this:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpnTJI3KuIRP50vzye5B0loeuCeTX-jAumFy7ny_pHYm_fYYteI02oGzGDAoPeNBl3_dAeQMjtfPiF7gsZ0r-TXzJxAPoecyXnbBaGYq6HZxd64O-5XEzQoyrOG7GbjTf9aVn3/s1600-h/creme+brulee.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 250px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpnTJI3KuIRP50vzye5B0loeuCeTX-jAumFy7ny_pHYm_fYYteI02oGzGDAoPeNBl3_dAeQMjtfPiF7gsZ0r-TXzJxAPoecyXnbBaGYq6HZxd64O-5XEzQoyrOG7GbjTf9aVn3/s320/creme+brulee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324382430236192194" border="0" /></a>Mmmmm...the memories of that meal still linger. That steak was melt-in-your-mouth good. And the creme brulee? Slap-your-grandma good. (Sorry grandma.) I would love to be able to make it at home, but me, with a blow torch? Even the kitchen variety...I would burn down my house...(for those who know that I kinda already have done that...HUSH!)<br /><br />I had a great birthday. I still have a little bit to spend on a Gap giftcard and I am looking forward to it. My sis-in-law got me a ticket to see Legally Blonde at the Walton Arts Center. I am sooo looking forward to that.<br /><br />I must run, Jonah is ready for bed! Good Night. I will be back sooner this time, I promise!Adriennehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01686926482034722363noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8838267.post-83065977687074355282009-03-24T18:20:00.006-05:002009-03-24T18:59:35.551-05:00Back at WorkIt has been quite awhile since I've posted. It's not just because I'm busy, it's because I don't have much new to report! It is busy around our house. I am often impressed with other moms who figure out how to sew, paint, scrapbook, etc. and take care of a baby! I haven't gotten that figured out yet!<br /><br />Jonah is a little over 9 weeks. At his 8 week checkup he was 12 lbs 10 oz and 23 inches long! I think he is even heavier this week! He is a bona fide chubby baby! I love it. I definitely don't see the newborn baby in him anymore! He seems sooo much older than that! ha!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNP2VRCqvxjPYfpmX7y0yyZIm8cx5TIrgrXJLTULk5AnkDcFQSW3RwHOEyjvrRZikwpEDMA2qSiecS65SszZmZCaP_aEIdb8TNDNiXoe28Vvu25LQIaSLKGDAIcKTacOU56iWy/s1600-h/A+and+Jonah.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNP2VRCqvxjPYfpmX7y0yyZIm8cx5TIrgrXJLTULk5AnkDcFQSW3RwHOEyjvrRZikwpEDMA2qSiecS65SszZmZCaP_aEIdb8TNDNiXoe28Vvu25LQIaSLKGDAIcKTacOU56iWy/s320/A+and+Jonah.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316900033968920946" border="0" /></a>Remember how I said I was going to get more pictures of me and Jonah? Well, here's one. The only one we've managed to take! You think I could manage any more of a fake smile?<br /><br />Last Wednesday was my first day back at work. I was a little nervous about that transition, but honestly, was so busy I didn't have much time to dwell on it! My mom and Jeremy's mom are watching Jonah for us. Saturdays are daddy days. I did not cry at all leaving him...I was a little worried I might! I was confident in who I was leaving him with and knew he would have a good time. I was a bit concerned because he hasn't mastered eating from a bottle. He prefers me. :) We started to give him a bottle once in a while when he was 3 weeks, like they recommend. He took it ok then, but since then, it has been hit and miss. One Saturday at home with Jeremy he took it like a champ, then the next one, not so much. Well last week was about the same way. The first day he really didn't take one until later in the day and then only ate a few ounces. Of course he marathon nurses when I get home. The second day he ate much better. The third day was a change of scenery with his other grandma and he didn't take much that day either. I read up on it and most places say not to worry too much, that some babies will reverse cycle. They will not eat much during the day and then make up for it at night when mom is available. Anyone have any ideas on how to get a baby to take a bottle better? I have tried 3 different bottles, maybe I should try more?<br /><br />Anyhow, my week back at work was great otherwise. I dropped a day from my schedule so I am at home 3 days with Jonah and work 4. I enjoyed seeing my customers that I haven't seen in awhile. I love being busy, it makes the day fly by. I am also loving this spring weather. I'm slowly getting my running routine together. I can't wait to take Jonah with me some.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7aDy5ns8lmPFFe8A7w72BtPFAVuhXyFDVvO5KdRg_DzychhXwZNUobqE06AdsTe35PuYZrC-Rt3HzCf92tmmsArFxaGYgnCv7lZkcSLND9NEFYuKgCT45hl13kxXrosDpgo95/s1600-h/bear+jonah.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7aDy5ns8lmPFFe8A7w72BtPFAVuhXyFDVvO5KdRg_DzychhXwZNUobqE06AdsTe35PuYZrC-Rt3HzCf92tmmsArFxaGYgnCv7lZkcSLND9NEFYuKgCT45hl13kxXrosDpgo95/s320/bear+jonah.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316904492975059170" border="0" /></a>Look at that cutie! He is so smiley lately. I love it. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzyErkLT_EK-8CYIdjVGAUyw3rXvuetjrDS3vWIr1cGBzZfL0_6oD63V4nXmvZ9dJscuf5EG0S4j67OIDhzJzXjIxhuSz2gofEVWyJC5IKXyYd5RKwol2UDVwPeZMrgXwlMjB0/s1600-h/razorback+jonah.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzyErkLT_EK-8CYIdjVGAUyw3rXvuetjrDS3vWIr1cGBzZfL0_6oD63V4nXmvZ9dJscuf5EG0S4j67OIDhzJzXjIxhuSz2gofEVWyJC5IKXyYd5RKwol2UDVwPeZMrgXwlMjB0/s320/razorback+jonah.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316904514239548978" border="0" /></a>Our little hog fan all dressed up for Will and Krissi's little girl's birthday party! Shout out to Aunt Kara for buying Jonah his longsleeved baseball onesie! I love little man clothes!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy7ufTvuTrwd31fv1EdAnndSFY51_vFwrcbmwGV6bOB3k6BCDQ_C9UzXu8o7ghQoI25lahZrTRrdk3Kz2ezuH5ug6tCB12Lq6hyphenhyphen9hjW1ypCux1IWT4LJMbNBu-nRc4O8I5VVJ-/s1600-h/bath+jonah.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy7ufTvuTrwd31fv1EdAnndSFY51_vFwrcbmwGV6bOB3k6BCDQ_C9UzXu8o7ghQoI25lahZrTRrdk3Kz2ezuH5ug6tCB12Lq6hyphenhyphen9hjW1ypCux1IWT4LJMbNBu-nRc4O8I5VVJ-/s320/bath+jonah.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316904518624677954" border="0" /></a>Here's Jonah's favorite time of the day. He is all smiles and laughs in the bath. He likes to sit caddywampus like this in his bathtub. He will appreciate this picture when I show it to his girlfriend when he's 16.<br /><br />Prayer Requests:<br />My friend and co-worker just had her baby Friday. He had a slight raise in his white count levels and was put on an antibiotic to fight infection. I believe they have discovered a hole in his heart and are considering transferring him to Arkansas Childrens Hospital. I haven't gotten an update from them yet, but I read up on that condition and it sounds like it can be repaired and full recovery expected. I know this is a stressful time for them and I pray for a quick diagnosis and treatment and a peace that passes all understanding for them.<br /><br />And also pray for <a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/">MckMama</a> and her baby boy, Stellan.Adriennehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01686926482034722363noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8838267.post-47661846066545361272009-03-04T09:55:00.005-06:002009-03-04T10:48:20.831-06:00Diggin a ditch, some visitors and IdolIt doesn't seem like much has been going on lately, but the week has flown by, so I guess its been pretty busy.<br /><br />Since the sell of some of our land, we have to move our water line. We require about 1300 feet of water line to get to our house from the road. So Jeremy spent Saturday and Sunday digging the ditch. What a great couple days to choose! It was freezing and snowing all day Saturday and pretty cold Sunday, but the majority of the digging is done! Poor guy, the weather is supposed to be great this weekend, but I have to work Saturday, so he has daddy duty. (I hate when people call it babysitting, it's his child, and I don't pay him!:))<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5QWV-h1Fq4crg5dx5OJSLME41L5fxog103cT_ky71hnW0DrjJ0kRDCb-KYGOI0n8nl2LiJER2G38nJNvmKz69WcAq_9LPoGaNy5mkEf_jZQhdxx7bdR3fhfG_bEu25qAHP8I_/s1600-h/100_0803.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5QWV-h1Fq4crg5dx5OJSLME41L5fxog103cT_ky71hnW0DrjJ0kRDCb-KYGOI0n8nl2LiJER2G38nJNvmKz69WcAq_9LPoGaNy5mkEf_jZQhdxx7bdR3fhfG_bEu25qAHP8I_/s320/100_0803.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309363535334287010" border="0" /></a>I headed to Sam's on Saturday to get some stuff for the salon. I bundled Jonah up and set out. Ok maybe he didn't <span style="font-style: italic;">love</span> the hat when I first put it on.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzMOMb2GpdD_4D9uHSTq0fOdQqTLW4xoUuGOWBERAUOT8XSLLjZbzNBhSVCGiFh4uYcNOPTOBhcFQdkibFyR49vjDnR1cwTZKe7KRupUDZNeH0ft2zfyOQ8HuoWCjmlHWkRn3C/s1600-h/100_0807.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzMOMb2GpdD_4D9uHSTq0fOdQqTLW4xoUuGOWBERAUOT8XSLLjZbzNBhSVCGiFh4uYcNOPTOBhcFQdkibFyR49vjDnR1cwTZKe7KRupUDZNeH0ft2zfyOQ8HuoWCjmlHWkRn3C/s320/100_0807.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309365831422094274" border="0" /></a>And then he fell asleep. I love dressing this kid up. He did so well at Sam's. I put him in the snugli and he slept the whole time. I wrapped a blanket around him and put the cutest mittens on him.<br />Monday my bff, Natalie came up with her two kids, Parker and Maggie, from Bryant to see us. They got here around 3:30 on Monday afternoon and we set out to Mad Pizza for dinner. I had baked potato pizza. It was <span style="font-style: italic;">interesting</span>. It was fun for me to get out of the house some and hang out with my friend. If I hang around the house for too many days in a row...I get blah. I don't even know it...it sneaks up on me.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhChBnzHYWeQYZMAtFmGCTuWV71-3FqM9EuxdrW_rhYLRiFr5syyOEbQOTAdVp87p8h9YaMNPYx7vjCx5132VgzLhvogOZcFrEp3njinpgrZ_ND8_jEkmEL4U9YHBNnbaj1a8Zc/s1600-h/100_0808.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhChBnzHYWeQYZMAtFmGCTuWV71-3FqM9EuxdrW_rhYLRiFr5syyOEbQOTAdVp87p8h9YaMNPYx7vjCx5132VgzLhvogOZcFrEp3njinpgrZ_ND8_jEkmEL4U9YHBNnbaj1a8Zc/s320/100_0808.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309369279155208594" border="0" /></a>Anyway, they all spent the night with us. There's a pic of the kids in their pajamas. We woke up Tuesday morning, got ready, and headed to the mall. No, we did not make it into many stores. Did we care? No. Didn't have much money for clothes anyway and I'm hoping to lose a few lbs more. We hit the candy store and the play area and it was fun. I am so ready for spring. It makes me feel better to see spring clothes out in all the stores. I get excited when I think of taking Jonah swimming at Mimi's pool. I hope he likes the water. He loves the bath, but that water is <span style="font-style: italic;">warm</span>!<br /><br />Here's Natalie and I after a long day and a nap.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwkZN8KYiiJsxTrlmCWEMlMlw1ReW7pqbey7aghIPL53moremp722HFWOfTgvEeXlmDk6Q9R7FBmh-Vum-gt637h1lUbOKp22ptcGKLQGRmn3ro9ReumDyMXxIkj5LdnJqXtVl/s1600-h/100_0810.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwkZN8KYiiJsxTrlmCWEMlMlw1ReW7pqbey7aghIPL53moremp722HFWOfTgvEeXlmDk6Q9R7FBmh-Vum-gt637h1lUbOKp22ptcGKLQGRmn3ro9ReumDyMXxIkj5LdnJqXtVl/s320/100_0810.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309369280789849346" border="0" /></a>I almost look as tall as she is! woohoo. My hair does look like I've got it styled in a butt-cut though. <span style="font-style: italic;">I don't.</span> The gray roots are <span style="font-style: italic;">kickin</span> though. I am gonna color it myself tonight, hopefully I'll feel like myself again after that. Maybe.<br /><br />Did yall watch American Idol last night? Who do you think is going thru? I like Lil Rounds of course. How could you not? The Puerto Rican guy (cannot remember his name??) was great and it was so sweet when he said he was so emotional he couldn't think in English. I also liked the girl that they kicked off and called back. She hit a few bum notes, but overall did well, and has an interesting voice. I am ready to see who they will wildcard back into the competition. I hope they bring Anoop back. And maybe the tatooed girl who did the funny twisty dance constantly. Do yall know who I'm talking about? Who are your picks for this week and wildcard?<br /><br /></div>Adriennehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01686926482034722363noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8838267.post-59039114446023216132009-02-25T14:10:00.003-06:002009-02-25T14:47:58.415-06:00More pics and an award!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSh1IJ9nLIGtyMZoWbMbEJURJyakD4p4Yadtyc8bbdQi5Uz_kMGdJBmJoq5-a8G39-f5RjAqTWGFofa1k8crsKc3JFL3zD4k7Sl67Y_KPGgfTq_wOiumDwohWBUvsqLj-eGkW6/s1600-h/100_0797.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSh1IJ9nLIGtyMZoWbMbEJURJyakD4p4Yadtyc8bbdQi5Uz_kMGdJBmJoq5-a8G39-f5RjAqTWGFofa1k8crsKc3JFL3zD4k7Sl67Y_KPGgfTq_wOiumDwohWBUvsqLj-eGkW6/s320/100_0797.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306831021912465346" border="0" /></a>Here he is snoozing in his snugli- the front/backpack. He really likes it. He gets to walk around with me while I'm putting away dishes or trying to get ready. Last night Jeremy and I made an outing to WalMart. We either had to both push a cart or one cart and the stroller. We went with the stroller and the cart. Jeremy got the stroller. We didn't get past the produce section until Mr Jonah was done with the carseat. (Not a fan of the carseat.) So Jeremy took him out and carried him around and just pushed the stroller the whole time. Next time I am proposing we/I bring the snugli. I think he would be just fine in it while I shop! I have a sling and he doesn't seem to like it yet. I think its because he's laying down in it and his face is kinda covered up. Maybe I don't have the right one? Any suggestions?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAl3aM7aj9HokSuNY2uIfzt-0foShBfvaFaU6eoQOHNYQyCdKnNA6S_ZaWGvz9VgFAL9Wf_KqZ7pwp7RvqUBR5d85G-CjQ9_olrizlICmkx9XvlGutOr50yz-madjQHWlOmMCp/s1600-h/100_0800.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAl3aM7aj9HokSuNY2uIfzt-0foShBfvaFaU6eoQOHNYQyCdKnNA6S_ZaWGvz9VgFAL9Wf_KqZ7pwp7RvqUBR5d85G-CjQ9_olrizlICmkx9XvlGutOr50yz-madjQHWlOmMCp/s320/100_0800.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306831025561727410" border="0" /></a>Aunt Kara bought Jonah a baseball onesie for Arkansas Baseball season! Its so cute and fits perfectly! Thanks!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTTVfVqViBVRb549cHloguMi8poVZHiKPm1fELBIzjTifBhRE0dO3w1Qzfk4VZk2aoFyyzw3DF6eM4MRxXcaeIWUpIL5EIUzwGHzj6jUYahMw63aNWWGoCstCDr_9LpMQWTgz_/s1600-h/100_0802.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTTVfVqViBVRb549cHloguMi8poVZHiKPm1fELBIzjTifBhRE0dO3w1Qzfk4VZk2aoFyyzw3DF6eM4MRxXcaeIWUpIL5EIUzwGHzj6jUYahMw63aNWWGoCstCDr_9LpMQWTgz_/s320/100_0802.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306831031787538418" border="0" /></a>Jeremy was working nearby our house, so he came by for a quick lunch. Those are my guys!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtucrf-cxC0njspeJ87nS2tirLvX3yARZKHaPvJgowz13TwqlRlVPeXqGG_42vgGrbuqrosLQKt3pgTV7a9JjByNbE203ZRVOIVLWV97Zo72twuAzzZy4JJYqIlWmFa8qyoKQ-/s1600-h/100_0798.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtucrf-cxC0njspeJ87nS2tirLvX3yARZKHaPvJgowz13TwqlRlVPeXqGG_42vgGrbuqrosLQKt3pgTV7a9JjByNbE203ZRVOIVLWV97Zo72twuAzzZy4JJYqIlWmFa8qyoKQ-/s320/100_0798.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306831027436889170" border="0" /></a>Here's my baby boy napping yesterday. I realized I hadn't taken many pictures in the last week or so. I don't have any pictures of me and Jonah together since the hospital really! So I am going to work on that. Usually when I'm home I'm dressed in pajamas or loungey clothes. I don't get to fix my hair as often as I'd like, so I usually don't volunteer for many pictures.<br /><br />----------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br />Guess What?<br /><br />I got an award!<br /><br /><br /><em>Bloggers who show great attitude and gratitude. What you have to do...upon receiving The Lemonade Award, you pass it on to other bloggers who you think show great attitude and gratitude.</em><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH18vlgfDU0wo4D-uZ7SCNE6zq-6zkst5gqTolRJtqSsHgyLEDXcosz8n57LLzcF6i_QgCgV7NQ2UbiVc59TfuyqhrtBqH0ft_-v62rq7ni-BV6PknT-rPhn9dVcBNW1EXe3nU/s1600-h/lemonadeaward.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH18vlgfDU0wo4D-uZ7SCNE6zq-6zkst5gqTolRJtqSsHgyLEDXcosz8n57LLzcF6i_QgCgV7NQ2UbiVc59TfuyqhrtBqH0ft_-v62rq7ni-BV6PknT-rPhn9dVcBNW1EXe3nU/s320/lemonadeaward.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306831030221970834" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://davidcatherinewilson.blogspot.com">Catherine</a> gave me a blog award! Yea! She is my husband's first cousin's wife...or really we're cousins-in-law? She really knows how to turn lemons into lemonade! She has a positive outlook and a faith in Jesus all can see. Thanks!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Here are the rules:<br /></div><br /><br /><br /><div align="left">1. Put the logo on your blog.</div><br /><div align="left">2. Nominate 8 other blogs which show great attitude and or gratititude.</div><br /><div align="left">3. Link to the nominees.</div><br /><div align="left">4. Let them know by leaving them a comment.</div><br /><div align="left">5. Share the love and link to this post and to the person from whom you received your reward.<br /><br />I nominate:<br /><br /><a href="http://thecolesest2002.blogspot.com">Natalie</a><br /><a href="http://kristenmccrary.wordpress.com">Kristen</a><br /><a href="http://thegillhamfamily.blogspot.com">Bethany</a><br /><a href="http://bentonvillecoles.blogspot.com">Katie</a><br /><a href="http://theallensbaby.blogspot.com">Sara</a><br /><a href="http://www.meetthemcfamily.com">Jen</a><br /><a href="http://jennasjourneyblog.blogspot.com">Jenna</a><br /><a href="http://michaelandmarykate.blogspot.com">Mary Kate</a><br /></div>Adriennehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01686926482034722363noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8838267.post-82882383723035521552009-02-24T16:08:00.004-06:002009-02-24T21:01:09.214-06:0025 Random ThingsOk I've seen many of you do this post...and I never did because I didn't think I could think of 25 things! We'll see how I do:<br /><br /><ol><li>Jeremy and I were talking about it the other day and I was amazed to realize we've been together 9 years. Two years dating and 7 years of marriage in May. Crazy.</li><li>I love Law & Order CI and SVU, The Closer, Bones, Grey's Anatomy and Private Practice. Apparently I only like crime or medical dramas. What does that say about me?</li><li>I'm a hairstylist and really want to color my hair auburn, but I'm too scared! How many times have I convinced customers not to be scared to do something different, but I'm too wimpy to!</li><li>I have more gray hair than someone my age usually has. It is heredity...I got it from both sides of the family. But my brother is 4 years older than me and barely has any gray at all. NOT FAIR.</li><li>I was a competitive gymnast as a child. I quit when it stopped being fun.</li><li>I would love to perform on Broadway...if only I could sing better!</li><li>Jonah was born two days after my brother-in-law's birthday and two days before my niece's birthday.</li><li>I ate eggplant Parmesan and Mexican food for dinner the two nights before I went into labor.</li><li>I worried before Jonah was born that I would be a bad mother because I can't keep plants alive and the only two pets I've ever had have met unfortunate early deaths (that broke my heart).</li><li>I love food and love to cook. If I could, I would go to culinary school.</li><li>I love to travel, but it doesn't look like I'll be going far for a year or so...but he's worth it!</li><li>I prefer to keep in shape by running, but am finding my motivation hard to come by since Jonah's birth.</li><li>I am still good friends with girls I have known since 5th grade. My family moved a lot during my early elementary years, so I never had a friend since birth, but these girls are close enough!</li><li>I find brushing my teeth to be a total bummer of a chore. I only do it because I have to and because of morning breath. If it wasn't socially unacceptable and my teeth wouldn't rot, I would consider not doing it.</li><li>I love ice cream, french fries, fried chicken, cookies, and ranch dressing. These things God himself sent to earth for me. :)<br /></li><li>If Jonah had been a girl she would have been named Clara May.</li><li>There's nothing better than a just bathed baby and nothing sweeter than a yawning baby.</li><li>I love coffee, but have gotten out of the habit of drinking it every day because of being pregnant and now nursing. I miss it!</li><li>I have a degree in Advertising and Public Relations from the U of A. Two years after I graduated I decided to go to beauty school and the rest is history!</li><li>I've only had two cars in my life. I drove the one I had at 16 until I was 23 and still drive the one I got then. (It's paid off....fingers crossed that it lasts a little longer!)</li><li>I have a sister and two brothers. Our birth order is boy, girl, boy girl. I am the youngest.<br /></li><li>My sister was 12 when I was born and I was 12 when her daughter was born. She got strange looks when she would babysit me and I got the same looks when I would babysit her daughter. People really thought at 12 we were the mother! </li><li>When I was a teenager I thought I would move to New York City and work as a magazine editor. I never imagined that I would live on some land in the country with a farmboy who wanted cattle and horses, but here I am! And I love it!</li><li>I got very close to going to the University of Missouri Columbia for journalism. I decided on the U of A pretty late in the game. I know it was God's will, because I met my husband while I was in college, got married two weeks after I graduated, and have stayed in NWA since.</li><li>I love to sew, but am still a beginner. My mom leads me through everything I sew. I have really enjoyed her living close to me because I get lessons on all those things (sewing, cooking, making pie crust, etc) that I didn't pick up before I left home for college.<br /></li></ol>Adriennehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01686926482034722363noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8838267.post-51582699845894540502009-02-18T11:37:00.002-06:002009-02-18T12:01:30.073-06:00Good Food and Selling Some Land<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAX3eoLEcA44sqp0-_9MiBwbW0L9vVvJiJWM23Moli7LxShty59kEOZhz4OH7i1SijwL3TQQo0qmzEgm5I0ovgMLiOKqSsgjgJklpALrIDLPRsNRE74-2Fh5TsXybKgv66AZ1D/s1600-h/100_0795.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAX3eoLEcA44sqp0-_9MiBwbW0L9vVvJiJWM23Moli7LxShty59kEOZhz4OH7i1SijwL3TQQo0qmzEgm5I0ovgMLiOKqSsgjgJklpALrIDLPRsNRE74-2Fh5TsXybKgv66AZ1D/s320/100_0795.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304193618484477938" border="0" /></a>Great Grandma Walker and Jonah.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrP2syHYSbrt7cUVb8GV8-HNB9V0mai4zqZRDuOpRLbZLKpkAp3ymJBlvuhSxAEZ-S0o7sIWjkeRoPv4o72h0UzpmfNveEBPqp10ZASO03KnNWrLzVKT8eARjdbnemK_KfYfQR/s1600-h/100_0794.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrP2syHYSbrt7cUVb8GV8-HNB9V0mai4zqZRDuOpRLbZLKpkAp3ymJBlvuhSxAEZ-S0o7sIWjkeRoPv4o72h0UzpmfNveEBPqp10ZASO03KnNWrLzVKT8eARjdbnemK_KfYfQR/s320/100_0794.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304193610435787954" border="0" /></a>Since Jonah's been born, Jeremy and I haven't seen his grandma much. We, of course, have been busier than usual! :) So she invited us over for dinner Monday night. You do not turn down a Grandma Walker meal. We had roast, mashed potatoes, carrots, corn, rolls, and blackberry cobbler! So good. She got some good Great Grandma-Jonah time in. He was asleep almost the whole time we were there. We passed him around several times and he barely opened an eye. Of course, he was awake later that night for mommy! :) He slept until about 11 pm and then was awake until almost 3 am. He was a bit fussy, his belly was hurting him some.<br /><br />Speaking of, I read up on the evening gassy, fussy baby thing. They said basically that its very common for young babies to fuss in the evening. They gave lots of ideas for calming baby. I also read that they haven't proven that baby gets gassy from foods mom eats. They said its very rare for a baby to have a reaction and it would be because of a food allergy more than likely. Breastmilk is produced by what is in mom's blood and not her gut, so really food shouldn't cause gas in the baby. Go figure. Maybe it is, maybe it isn't. They said babies get gassy and fussy because of their immature digestive system, too much air in the tummy from nursing, pacifiers, crying, and maybe even the need to be held and coddled. This is all from <a href="http://www.kellymom.com">www.kellymom.com</a>. Also apparently its common for babies to cluster nurse in the evening. I know my Jonah does that some nights. I feel like its impossible for him to still be hungry, and maybe he is hungry and perhaps he just needs to nurse to soothe. I felt much better reading all this, so I thought I would share for those of you out there who are moms to babes about Jonah's age.<br /><br />I am happy to say we closed on the sale of our land yesterday. We sold 6.5 acres to a nice family. We still have 4.5 acres with our house and we were pleasantly surprised how much that was when they marked it off. They are going to build a house and have a horse or horses (I'm not sure how many.) I loooove horses, so hopefully they wont care if I pet them through the fence. Ha! My husband laughs at me because I run out here on our road and stop from time to time and talk to and pet all our neighbor's horses. We have lots of neighbors with them. They're so sweet! Anyway, the sale of our land came just at the right time with the new baby and all the expenses that come along with him. The Lord had a plan all along!<br /><br />Hope you're enjoying your Wednesday, can't believe the week is already half over!Adriennehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01686926482034722363noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8838267.post-89646506428396807322009-02-16T14:37:00.003-06:002009-02-16T15:34:30.405-06:00Valentine's Day update<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr6WVhxPBX1OmnWM_mw4M3UQS18kCmZCvyodwcFDjcalhNvXAWCBiVFvei8pTTrltfym4FhdAoW3yZZAN1YB1-6uC58JK8rVabPl4lp0_E5WdMVAkzM8b_RrOL7wvXtTSvd98g/s1600-h/100_0787.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr6WVhxPBX1OmnWM_mw4M3UQS18kCmZCvyodwcFDjcalhNvXAWCBiVFvei8pTTrltfym4FhdAoW3yZZAN1YB1-6uC58JK8rVabPl4lp0_E5WdMVAkzM8b_RrOL7wvXtTSvd98g/s320/100_0787.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303497723295744546" border="0" /></a>Happy Valentine's Day! Jonah spent the evening with Mimi and Grandpa while we had a date night for Valentine's Day. Look at the cute bears that Jonah got from Mimi and Grandpa.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhNxViSqjUL-zI_nF0ebJZu0JFZNJQKtEG9cXvRi2xkPSipeMkVQJHEnYQt03IqNWJLVlIbzTz2e3lE14yqQyBAJ-Vh18TBe4mY3_cJaOuLsF45IFyGTCC9CXZpI3ayhahKnaB/s1600-h/100_0792.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhNxViSqjUL-zI_nF0ebJZu0JFZNJQKtEG9cXvRi2xkPSipeMkVQJHEnYQt03IqNWJLVlIbzTz2e3lE14yqQyBAJ-Vh18TBe4mY3_cJaOuLsF45IFyGTCC9CXZpI3ayhahKnaB/s320/100_0792.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303497729717220018" border="0" /></a>I think he was really interested in that little dog!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEpuI5KAmurDyB-vmrjylCyRyS1qZnVIO5pWU04aMRDmDVGJv8X4sCAUaG3JfNbHY-wWG6zlfPXdJe2nkMnOFOg5cCihuvGmqarbEu-faKhM2Pfe93LrdC-XgB8tfcwfkZzj_U/s1600-h/100_0790.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEpuI5KAmurDyB-vmrjylCyRyS1qZnVIO5pWU04aMRDmDVGJv8X4sCAUaG3JfNbHY-wWG6zlfPXdJe2nkMnOFOg5cCihuvGmqarbEu-faKhM2Pfe93LrdC-XgB8tfcwfkZzj_U/s320/100_0790.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303497729913976674" border="0" /></a>Of course he's a dog person! He got that from his momma and daddy! ha! Jeremy and I headed to Noodles. We got there at 5 p.m. and the foyer was already packed! The other restaurants we passed on our way there were packed too. Olive Garden had people sitting outside waiting for a table already. And it was cold last night. I'd rather eat at McDonalds on V-Day than wait outside for an hour. Anyway we did wait at Noodles, but only about 25 minutes or so. And we got to sit while we waited. Inside. My kind of dining. :) <br /><br />We left there and headed to Old Navy to spend a gift card that Jonah received. He got a pair of jeans and a pair of khaki pants. He just has to grow a little bit more so he can fit into them. After that we went and got my pedicure! It was wonderful and I was in serious need! Jeremy just waited for me and played on my iphone. It was nice to get to hang out with him <span style="font-style: italic;">and</span> get my toes done at the same time.<br /><br />Today I got brave and let Jonah nap in his crib. I got the monitor up and running and he did great. I may put him in there at night soon. I've been keeping him in a bassinet in our bedroom or sleeping with him on the couch all night long. Maybe those days are over! Maybe. Then we tried out our baby backpack. Well he was in front, but he kinda whined a little bit at first, then fell asleep in it. So maybe that counts as him liking it.<br /><br />I head back to work Saturday for a day. I will work this Saturday all day and then I'll be off again until Saturday March 7 when I'll do the same thing. Then back to work for good the week of March 17. It has gone by so fast. Going back to work will be a real transition time. I am used to working late most nights. I'm not sure how I will feel trying to work those late hours! I'll be missing my boys at home. I know Jonah will be in good hands with my mom and MIL tag-teaming his care. I worry more about Jonah being spoiled! :)<br /><br />I have a question about nursing. What foods have you found have made your baby fussy? I am trying to figure this one out. Jonah will have days it seems like his belly hurts him and days he is completely fine. I don't think its a reflux thing, I think its more air in his belly or a food I'm eating that doesn't sit well with him. I thought it was milk at first, but I've had days that I've drank milk and it doesn't bother him...hmmmm... And have I mentioned how much I really dread pumping! It is a good thing to be able to do that. It is nice to have the milk stored and be able to be away from baby for a few hours if need be, but it is a chore to me. Total chore. Of course I'll keep doing it, but I'll keep not liking it too. I better get used to it because I'll be doing it a lot at work!<br /><br />Now that I've rambled on and on, I will go. We are going to Great Grandma Walker's house for dinner tonight. That will be some good food. Have a great Monday!Adriennehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01686926482034722363noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8838267.post-49012761040261688342009-02-13T15:48:00.005-06:002009-02-13T16:20:10.665-06:00Week 3 of Jonah's life<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbKJw0MkhInEX_vjit0TTqI5ZY4TVmJ6F3gCP4-mUOslv_WpU6gMLcm92cj6jXJzYs9T7_czQ5B7Xa1r-0jHzFKcsC6y3YaHYi28iSSwP_n3p49lQjI0C4JN0HqxzMeGf7GEjw/s1600-h/100_0785.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbKJw0MkhInEX_vjit0TTqI5ZY4TVmJ6F3gCP4-mUOslv_WpU6gMLcm92cj6jXJzYs9T7_czQ5B7Xa1r-0jHzFKcsC6y3YaHYi28iSSwP_n3p49lQjI0C4JN0HqxzMeGf7GEjw/s320/100_0785.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302402472165929490" border="0" /></a>Look at my little man all dressed up! Ok he's not so dressed up, but he's stylin' in his tie. We've had some late nights with Mr. Jonah. He sleeps well during the day and then it seems like some nights he gets a tummy ache and can't really sleep until, oh, 1, or 2, or 3 a.m. I understand that's just what it's like having a newborn. I think I have just started to wonder if <span style="font-style: italic;">I</span> am doing something wrong. Then I tell myself you can't expect your 3 week old to be on a schedule! That will come later! (Please tell me I'm right!) The day before yesterday, Jonah nursed a lot all day long and didn't sleep well. I could barely put him down all day long. Then yesterday he made up for that lost sleep. He slept so well that I was afraid we'd be up all night. He did wake up for a couple hours later in the evening around 10. I think it was around midnight when he fell asleep again. I missed pumping last night because I was just too tired to do it at midnight. Anyway, he slept until my husband was up getting ready for work around 5ish. I was pumped! 5 hours! People talk about their babies sleeping through the night and I was starting to think my Jonah might not do that for awhile. But to me 5 hrs straight is heaven. He had been waking up every 2 hours or so from the start of the previous feeding...which is really about 1.5 hours of sleep in between. So I was pretty pumped this morning! It may not happen again for several weeks, but at least I know its possible!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoBB4_YF9ZUbbIfoa7maQIWkneLTTwecUtaR3B84Xyu2iruC6__EJCrKDtEWhm1Vv6c11pqFPgZzKDXVkwSDBhDItmbDVIUV3-A_3_TKTpd9IRpt_c3P1scEs2bcQ1P65tzSNq/s1600-h/100_0781.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoBB4_YF9ZUbbIfoa7maQIWkneLTTwecUtaR3B84Xyu2iruC6__EJCrKDtEWhm1Vv6c11pqFPgZzKDXVkwSDBhDItmbDVIUV3-A_3_TKTpd9IRpt_c3P1scEs2bcQ1P65tzSNq/s320/100_0781.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302405488902351810" border="0" /></a>How could you not love this cuddly thing? I fall more and more in love with him every day. There's nothing sweeter than listening to those cute sounds he makes while he's feeding or watching him smile while he sleeps. We got his newborn pictures taken last Monday evening. They turned out so well! Check out the proofs <a href="http://www.photoreflect.com/scripts/prsm.dll?eventframe?event=0KMO00MF">here</a>. Amber Lanning took them for us and she has a little preview on her blog too. How do you choose which ones to buy?<br /><br />So what are you guys doing for Valentine's Day? I think the hubby and I might make it out to eat. Jonah will be staying with his Mimi for the first time. I asked for a pedicure for Valentine's Day so maybe I can sneak that in too while we're out. I don't even know where we'll go to eat, because we haven't made reservations and I'm sure it will be hard to get into restaurants. Is there anywhere any of you suggest? I can't wait to dress up Jonah in his heartbreaker onesie for V-day. I'll be sure to take pics!<br /><br />Now that it's a little easier to get out and about with the baby, I hope to have many more pictures! There's just only so many pics you can take in your house on the couch! Speaking of being on the couch...I am almost ready to get my rear off of it and get back to running. Hopefully sometime next week I will motivate myself to do just that. Things are a little different on this ole body so we'll see how well I can get to moving. Have a great holiday! I can't wait to hear about your V-day!Adriennehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01686926482034722363noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8838267.post-35385078554075655732009-02-03T17:19:00.005-06:002009-02-03T19:36:39.832-06:00Happy (Belated) 2 weeks Jonah!Sunday was Jonah's two week birthday. We celebrated his second week of life with a lovely ice storm that claimed our electricity. Of course most of NWA was in the dark, not just me, but we just got power on Sunday evening. So ours was a little slow getting turned back on.<br /><br />In the meantime, we spent a few dark nights with Jeremy's parents. Luckily Jeremy was able to borrow a generator from his boss and we had heat, the blower from the wood-burning fireplace, and some lights. We then relocated to my mom's house, who only lost electricity for about three hours Tuesday night. I felt bad because she has two dogs who are like her kids and I wasn't quite sure about a newborn and a couple dogs, but my mom kept them penned up. She didn't complain once about it. I figure we'll introduce the dogs and Jonah at a later time. So we just got back into our house Monday night.<br /><br />The most annoying thing about the electricity being out for almost a week? We lost everything in our fridge and freezer. It was full of food. My mom had just gone to the grocery store for us. We had tons of leftovers from the lovely people who brought us dinners. Its all gone. On the upside, I do have a very clean refrigerator now.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG23RgzdC8XHEHmyAyaiOBTBnn3ZSOM-Kl73ytgEPB2YnZ_X0t79X0iy3I_zOYsRVmRVatvnB4lK-1NC45HqzMv0ODLV2jEiEHbgbNYbs7Jiqirn5ZlmpEiYcxOcjU-tKAYZt5/s1600-h/100_0778.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG23RgzdC8XHEHmyAyaiOBTBnn3ZSOM-Kl73ytgEPB2YnZ_X0t79X0iy3I_zOYsRVmRVatvnB4lK-1NC45HqzMv0ODLV2jEiEHbgbNYbs7Jiqirn5ZlmpEiYcxOcjU-tKAYZt5/s320/100_0778.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298717466504058402" border="0" /></a>Look at that face! We can't decide who he looks like. At times I think there are qualities that look like me, or really my brother in his baby pictures. Then he makes a face or purses his lips a certain way and he looks like his daddy. We looked at some hospital pictures of Jeremy when he was a newborn and there is a striking resemblance to Jonah. So we'll just call it even?<br /><br />The last two weeks have been a rollercoaster! I've been elated, in love, happy, sad, worried, upset, good, great, annoyed, etc. Its a tough thing, taking care of this little guy, but I wouldn't have my life any other way. I am trying to take it all in. Slowly burn a memory in my head of how he is right now. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOdz0RvqEQYPqGsmQPwWFvMM46Dy0UUouLmO8PK2ysO64wVTQZhWHMulk4ONK0uK-pG_RGrT5bcQ60xCWtyXsq_MY3jSPBV1wIMSjOPWpe7uhA4YEHYpmYSZ-1ZhkiyJdwJPTp/s1600-h/100_0780.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOdz0RvqEQYPqGsmQPwWFvMM46Dy0UUouLmO8PK2ysO64wVTQZhWHMulk4ONK0uK-pG_RGrT5bcQ60xCWtyXsq_MY3jSPBV1wIMSjOPWpe7uhA4YEHYpmYSZ-1ZhkiyJdwJPTp/s320/100_0780.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298719087617719602" border="0" /></a>The outfit he's wearing in the picture is the first thing Jeremy and I bought him. We had just found out we were pregnant and wanted to buy <span style="font-style: italic;">something</span>. I had waited 2 years to even browse through the baby section. Of course we had no clue he was a boy, so we needed something unisex. This duck outfit was the closest we found to working for both genders. (I think it is so hard to find unisex stuff these days.) He's gotten some good wear out of it because it is a newborn size and is one of the few things that fit him right now.<br /><br />Which reminds me: we went back to the dr last Monday for a weight check. Jonah was up to 7 lbs 5.5 ozs! He had been down to 6 lbs 7 ozs. at his two day visit the prior Thursday. So my piglet gained almost 15 ozs in about 4 days or so. We go tomorrow for his two week checkup and I think he'll be over 8 lbs. for sure. Once my milk came in (almost 5 days after he was born!!!) he has been a good eater. So PTL for that!<br /><br />MOM Question:<br />Do you ever let your baby sleep on his/her stomach? I let Jonah when I'm there to monitor him and make sure he's breathing fine...but he sleeps soooo much better that way. Plus he can pick up his head very well and turn it to the other side. I'm too scared to let him sleep that way at night, but when I put him down on his back he wakes right up. We're not getting much sleep that way!<br /><br />I hope to be better at posting in the next week. Thanks for keeping up with us!Adriennehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01686926482034722363noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8838267.post-43716028207711487292009-01-25T12:22:00.004-06:002009-01-25T12:52:10.196-06:00Happy 1 Week Birthday Jonah!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiaDMeD2UYrvNcLlQClGtSMiwjr7US-mMY3ZP36vxKLlA1QNmjb7tuSSxK_n5iguTZnZVjRaFwWmWD11PnjL7HuIJY2A4GRNBAJFTAF4GzkBdCK2DSpt6zHLJYxQp-h8TZ0f-D/s1600-h/100_0765.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiaDMeD2UYrvNcLlQClGtSMiwjr7US-mMY3ZP36vxKLlA1QNmjb7tuSSxK_n5iguTZnZVjRaFwWmWD11PnjL7HuIJY2A4GRNBAJFTAF4GzkBdCK2DSpt6zHLJYxQp-h8TZ0f-D/s320/100_0765.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295299149085134530" border="0" /></a>Jonah will celebrate his 1 week birthday at 6:13 p.m. tonight! What a crazy week it's been! Jeremy has to go back to work tomorrow and I will miss the help and the company. Jonah has a weight check at the doctor tomorrow morning, so I'm praying he's beefed up a little. Then he gets his newborn pictures taken Thursday. I can't wait to have those done.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxOj-vZ10EGuHkDB3hLr6ogyCk-YJPlDEU1Efr1XltdpmE1G4OORnCRIeDUVhY0SuzpysruzaVUygzq1Vw-04ujJWj9iEQMAsTCZ_Vqjyo9JS33BEErdtVE3QWHlpPoeMPq-39/s1600-h/100_0766.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxOj-vZ10EGuHkDB3hLr6ogyCk-YJPlDEU1Efr1XltdpmE1G4OORnCRIeDUVhY0SuzpysruzaVUygzq1Vw-04ujJWj9iEQMAsTCZ_Vqjyo9JS33BEErdtVE3QWHlpPoeMPq-39/s320/100_0766.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295299159836324802" border="0" /></a>This is not even a week's worth of diapers! That is what we've gone through since Tuesday afternoon! Wow! I knew they went through a lot, but that puts in into perspective to me!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiF_VK-cTlfwlZ1Ib9W4mzXlVQFCDsJh0orSl2MXjSx4E3Y0DFrk6hhSzzNsUO6Ql2lt1q4I3TDDaVWCTHZYTAKcTWpXeD_-YWBvWakoFG1jtSaZMOx1PhiATdJ49tVW6OjS_4/s1600-h/100_0761.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiF_VK-cTlfwlZ1Ib9W4mzXlVQFCDsJh0orSl2MXjSx4E3Y0DFrk6hhSzzNsUO6Ql2lt1q4I3TDDaVWCTHZYTAKcTWpXeD_-YWBvWakoFG1jtSaZMOx1PhiATdJ49tVW6OjS_4/s320/100_0761.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295299141831506706" border="0" /></a>There's my sweet boy getting his first sponge bath. I was washing his hair!Adriennehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01686926482034722363noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8838267.post-19011794111769136192009-01-21T02:32:00.006-06:002009-01-24T00:09:10.412-06:00Lil Jonah is Here!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC0R0ibYHp2VW2rLVrXI2ZHRwNgP84yp_gifUeNjBVfHoGdZEoEqBB4TEsJyxN1DrJ04_W7vF7G7bkhZf-uLs2K1F6olJ19RHSnAIfK0flD0dz9fOYaOx9jJUIO03THDcF-SSv/s1600-h/256.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC0R0ibYHp2VW2rLVrXI2ZHRwNgP84yp_gifUeNjBVfHoGdZEoEqBB4TEsJyxN1DrJ04_W7vF7G7bkhZf-uLs2K1F6olJ19RHSnAIfK0flD0dz9fOYaOx9jJUIO03THDcF-SSv/s320/256.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294730042952517954" border="0" /></a><br />Jonah Russell Woody was born January 18, 2009 at 6:13 p.m. He was 7 lbs 9 oz and 20 inches long.<br /><br />Here is his birth story:<br /><br />Saturday was my last day at work. After work I rushed home to make some mexican food for a fellowship the young adults were having that night. I was pretty tired already and my feet were pretty much done in for the day, but I had a good time at the fellowship. I had a few strange feeling twangs of pain in my lower abdomen that night while we were there. Jeremy and I left around 10 or so.<br /><br />We got home and got settled in for the night. Jeremy fell asleep on the couch and I checked my email, etc. That whole time I was having contractions, but they weren't intense and I figured they would go away later. Well...off to bed we went and I was still having the pains every 10-15 minutes or so. I decided I would start writing down the frequency of them just for fun. I never went to sleep. They were getting harder and closer together. So I got out of bed and decided to finish packing up my hospital bag because I had read somewhere that if contractions go away when you get up and walk around then its false labor. They weren't going away, but I was still not believing it! I packed all my stuff and finally woke up Jeremy and told him to get his stuff together just in case they get worse and we have to go to the hospital. So he got up, packed, and took a shower.<br /><br />We convinced ourselves around 3:30 am that it was time to head to the hospital and see if they kept us. We got there around 4:30 am and got checked into triage. They check out how dialated you are then you wait for an hour and see if you are progressing. I was a 1.5 and to me that was already some progression! This nurse told us the chance it was false labor was pretty good. So I was still not expecting to stay. More than an hour went by and finally she came back and suggested I walk around for 30 minutes before she checked me again. So I walked around and that seemed to do the job, because I was a 3. She then decided to admit me!<br /><br />By the time I was at a 4 or so they sent in my epidural. It was great, at first. They started Petocin and I was at a 5.5 in no time. My epi wasn't being as effective for all of the pain by that time. I felt the downward pressure of every contraction. I hit a 7 in no time, but hung out there for awhile. Probably a good thing because it gave my two best friends, Natalie and Kristen, and my sister, Laura time to make it up here from Bryant. At one point, my petocin iv came undone and I slowed down for awhile. Then when it was back up and running we were on the road.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGzfDdWYGqm9SBl2_jqJuc0REjpbvgORcYviLdahlZGLei0lkwNUJKKT4X5iYmIwtFSAWBqexq4WvQJpMedd0pCrnt52Nb8P2GX1IchCHbu7Ua3pid2-IGl7GYsjg466xY-40y/s1600-h/258.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGzfDdWYGqm9SBl2_jqJuc0REjpbvgORcYviLdahlZGLei0lkwNUJKKT4X5iYmIwtFSAWBqexq4WvQJpMedd0pCrnt52Nb8P2GX1IchCHbu7Ua3pid2-IGl7GYsjg466xY-40y/s320/258.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294730044937783138" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgroHeLq2icQKaD9p59P0kM_N_vBQKRTNVCs5tCEbgIJfB0SYt5TShZSbXG9Z_d5DWTl6buBZFlVuIZKvmf5zS1kYKyJvN9_Kxz_E5PncYe3WpCqMDPcndk5pzwKqScgxeNdi4o/s1600-h/255.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgroHeLq2icQKaD9p59P0kM_N_vBQKRTNVCs5tCEbgIJfB0SYt5TShZSbXG9Z_d5DWTl6buBZFlVuIZKvmf5zS1kYKyJvN9_Kxz_E5PncYe3WpCqMDPcndk5pzwKqScgxeNdi4o/s320/255.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294730651918078610" border="0" /></a><br />It seemed that I was dialating properly, but Jonah wouldnt drop low enough to deliver him. There was talk of a c-sect when this happened and Jonah's heart rate dropped a little. They stuck an oxygen mask on me, turned me on my side, and somehow Jonah turned enough to get his head engaged properly and we were ready to go.<br /><br />The doctor had warned me that it would probably be a lot of pushing before he was here. My sis was in the delivery room with me and so was Jeremy of course. It was nice to have someone on each side of me cheering me on. So the three of us pushed this baby out in a little more than an hour. We had a waiting room full of people awaiting his arrival. So many friends and family stuck around all day, that the doctors and nurses kept coming in saying our crowd was growing.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN0Hb6-2nTx07XnbfRR77g19NNKxu9gsTBBiTDpDLeM9Mj3OcKUfae3e_66HhwprBMMBBdz7NcTrgVHt5oYzR6UTevN8Z4hgGS-d85-YHcgo_u5gneBzK6bcbr5B6e4OhkAUWM/s1600-h/jonah.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN0Hb6-2nTx07XnbfRR77g19NNKxu9gsTBBiTDpDLeM9Mj3OcKUfae3e_66HhwprBMMBBdz7NcTrgVHt5oYzR6UTevN8Z4hgGS-d85-YHcgo_u5gneBzK6bcbr5B6e4OhkAUWM/s320/jonah.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294734607775265874" border="0" /></a>Introducing Jonah! He is the new man in my life!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjILi9nJYymQF7GL2QAUMt4xQvI8PR__PEvItPBaj5fDnaQiPQqZ_e534-1jEdyCTGTjoFfr4hm5cZrl0c0lXqXYqszS7bAWLx2O7dW1virIM-8DTZaC7YDeEdxO_Q14U85fpcg/s1600-h/JJ+and+JoJo.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjILi9nJYymQF7GL2QAUMt4xQvI8PR__PEvItPBaj5fDnaQiPQqZ_e534-1jEdyCTGTjoFfr4hm5cZrl0c0lXqXYqszS7bAWLx2O7dW1virIM-8DTZaC7YDeEdxO_Q14U85fpcg/s320/JJ+and+JoJo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294734603631818146" border="0" /></a>Here's a proud daddy!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioKAUaOPjkuZ0OpV9ab3NrNOrKQqc7PMcjRPN1hHqMuJDxP8n9G0HPWQyiPVrL2iFj8dQoE2ilUpxQH6T-iEw5vZMwGaVylzzsV44ctxn8mGxewO3gaj0BitDAjz1X9aqnmmr3/s1600-h/new+family.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioKAUaOPjkuZ0OpV9ab3NrNOrKQqc7PMcjRPN1hHqMuJDxP8n9G0HPWQyiPVrL2iFj8dQoE2ilUpxQH6T-iEw5vZMwGaVylzzsV44ctxn8mGxewO3gaj0BitDAjz1X9aqnmmr3/s320/new+family.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294734614883280434" border="0" /></a>Our new little family!<br /><br />So many people have reached out to us this week and have sent us flowers, gifts and food. We have meals coming every day and Jonah is loved by so many. Natalie and Kristen went to my house the night after Jonah was born and cleaned our house from top to bottom and cooked us several meals to put in the freezer. I thank God for such close, nurturing, and fun girl friends. They are absolutely irreplaceable. It was so nice to come home to such a clean house. I didn't even want to bring our bags in to clutter it up any! What a load off! I had planned to finish the cleaning the few days I would have off of work before my due date. Jonah had different plans! He came the evening of my last day at work! I got my wish didn't I? I was able to go into labor on my own!<br /><br />Jonah's first week of life has definitely had its ups and downs. Learning how to nurse him, change his insurmountable amount of dirty diapers, and figure out his sleep patterns has been and will continue to be a daily challenge...one that I wouldn't trade anything in this world for. Thanks to God for the love of family and good friends and for their supportive words and advice. I thank Him everyday for our miracle.Adriennehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01686926482034722363noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8838267.post-65130414091401769702009-01-12T18:55:00.013-06:002009-01-12T20:22:54.000-06:001 week left!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVrMwkfF4KwakCNcwGW3w6uiXyFLn9dt9ODJHMyFwmAvreDNbVsT5oU42aDBYdaCh2tIURGAg5jfpfz5sM6qLIl5zu7C8e-6SROA9O1rTtcVdxCXdSLAT5wPM8HnYySHVfEkBE/s1600-h/full+body+belly+38w5d.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVrMwkfF4KwakCNcwGW3w6uiXyFLn9dt9ODJHMyFwmAvreDNbVsT5oU42aDBYdaCh2tIURGAg5jfpfz5sM6qLIl5zu7C8e-6SROA9O1rTtcVdxCXdSLAT5wPM8HnYySHVfEkBE/s320/full+body+belly+38w5d.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290580575576725730" border="0" /></a>38 weeks 5 days belly shot!<br /><br />I went to the dr. early this morning only to find out that, yep, you guessed it, nothing has changed. He said that he thought that maybe Jonah would sneak on by his due date. I think so too. He is happy as a lark in there apparently. I am going to start some serious praying for some kind of progression! I predict that I will have him on the 23 or 24 of January. I am working through this Saturday. I am pretty busy at work this week, so at least it will make it go by faster, but it will be tiring. By the end of most days, I want to cut my feet off. Especially if I've walked that morning. At least if Jonah is a little late, I will get to have a few days off work before his arrival.<br /><br />Our final baby shower was this weekend at our church. We are so blessed! We received a lot of great gifts to finish up our necessities.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJExpQ5CokN2pJ9ShRKvBr5_LFBDfd5znVeyoZNvMybI0SAc6__Sz7n5p_F-KO5lXu2OHYv5uJIwF-tjw6YcRvrkVvNx_PY0fnomrwRz52PIbrDXrISsPgRxHf1S1JFfvQtgkS/s1600-h/church+shower+gifts.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJExpQ5CokN2pJ9ShRKvBr5_LFBDfd5znVeyoZNvMybI0SAc6__Sz7n5p_F-KO5lXu2OHYv5uJIwF-tjw6YcRvrkVvNx_PY0fnomrwRz52PIbrDXrISsPgRxHf1S1JFfvQtgkS/s320/church+shower+gifts.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290584167097771330" border="0" /></a>Here is a glimpse of the gifts before I unpacked them. In this pic, several of the gifts have been consolidated together. It took me about two hours to sort through them all at home. I finally got everything put away, washed, and organized.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimsDBkHYOdwf3KRki56haLk9DNCOAbDNXXRH9300IbE3rn0bezZjYuQz82HhzhJjWr2okw8k7nTVKSzp7Y_dYDehL3cJg_pXEX4q07jXENPwNRt_h9LiRHXif-flgQ9Sefu_Eq/s1600-h/jonah+towel.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimsDBkHYOdwf3KRki56haLk9DNCOAbDNXXRH9300IbE3rn0bezZjYuQz82HhzhJjWr2okw8k7nTVKSzp7Y_dYDehL3cJg_pXEX4q07jXENPwNRt_h9LiRHXif-flgQ9Sefu_Eq/s320/jonah+towel.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290585805535559474" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3mazD_o13NPbCpOYLNtVlHTAiwgmuCBFFSKPqgL9peEKbKEScY9Gl75g98q5iBsOotPh62vtrD57YPZU1wJnQg16G0fyzjlwg4UOLcGirETPDm4zzVLl7427XWg5yQyFgz0cN/s1600-h/bath+towel+2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3mazD_o13NPbCpOYLNtVlHTAiwgmuCBFFSKPqgL9peEKbKEScY9Gl75g98q5iBsOotPh62vtrD57YPZU1wJnQg16G0fyzjlwg4UOLcGirETPDm4zzVLl7427XWg5yQyFgz0cN/s320/bath+towel+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290585809855319490" border="0" /></a>I received these cute hooded bath towels with Jonah's name on them! Love them! Isn't the whale most appropriate?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr_RJYnD4ZEU9cp4qbF9gK-racffovqXfheyzzVqnerMQf35yDy58GpI-tEAUysE186JyH32Iz-7VVwvWpWhkCoBDL2mF5JpFfQ27SZO-F31lDXGdK6mIGgmwWNQQhYoJ5Iw1_/s1600-h/grandma+W+quilt.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr_RJYnD4ZEU9cp4qbF9gK-racffovqXfheyzzVqnerMQf35yDy58GpI-tEAUysE186JyH32Iz-7VVwvWpWhkCoBDL2mF5JpFfQ27SZO-F31lDXGdK6mIGgmwWNQQhYoJ5Iw1_/s320/grandma+W+quilt.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290586712943203298" border="0" /></a>Jeremy's Grandma Walker made this quilt for Jonah. Jeremy got his love for farming from his grandparents. He and his cousins grew up working and playing at their house. Jonah got his middle name from J's grandpa, who passed away 3 and a half years ago.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2b9OgzJYXq7iXn3JhEKatUVZsZYVGiyNPzlqoTfnaJKvpctK6JAyTD6zgjTiiY7mDDJDphlFNN8ZyPMNJ9hnwLWVaYikwccCS63TCTs2R1EXnC1uiO4wI4iMns-f2OFEPScZ0/s1600-h/grandma+W+quilt2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2b9OgzJYXq7iXn3JhEKatUVZsZYVGiyNPzlqoTfnaJKvpctK6JAyTD6zgjTiiY7mDDJDphlFNN8ZyPMNJ9hnwLWVaYikwccCS63TCTs2R1EXnC1uiO4wI4iMns-f2OFEPScZ0/s320/grandma+W+quilt2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290586717279691442" border="0" /></a>I love how she signed it! My last grandparent died when I was 8 years old, so I think it's really neat that Jonah has a great grandma! Jonah will miss out on getting to know his Papa Chandler (my dad, who passed away in 2002) but he's lucky to have two grandmas, a grandpa, and two great grandmas that will love him to pieces!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQyfUHjq-JjSSmkihUXV5NOgxxO3EBLYV_JL0unD6BPQ-hjuJrwwdRI3qIxEtkXEa1fHZeNv6mA_n4B4zdwr9WGJVFY6GM2QsZL9xr3qFWhKi0QhvCjJhGXozYKczzsWhag24U/s1600-h/stool+1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQyfUHjq-JjSSmkihUXV5NOgxxO3EBLYV_JL0unD6BPQ-hjuJrwwdRI3qIxEtkXEa1fHZeNv6mA_n4B4zdwr9WGJVFY6GM2QsZL9xr3qFWhKi0QhvCjJhGXozYKczzsWhag24U/s320/stool+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290591458385856882" border="0" /></a>Check out this stool. It is the cutest thing! My friend, Krissi, had her sister paint it for Jonah. I love it. The paisley is soooo cute. Here's the bottom of the stool with the cow print!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs7yT93zfKg15C0vNTbvmfzZt2H7ckrA7sGtza1GE1RQoUFEBWxF9Fj0Lttr_CvQ391aPE-eIEIKA-j03ms_1Yx2f4TGdbbQkl37_QrS7ixmYAeUkz3lbkSWAsxOCcRx2Gfk3s/s1600-h/stool+2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs7yT93zfKg15C0vNTbvmfzZt2H7ckrA7sGtza1GE1RQoUFEBWxF9Fj0Lttr_CvQ391aPE-eIEIKA-j03ms_1Yx2f4TGdbbQkl37_QrS7ixmYAeUkz3lbkSWAsxOCcRx2Gfk3s/s320/stool+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290591468155575042" border="0" /></a>Don't you love it? Such a good idea. Krissi said she liked having a stool to use while nursing. I can see how that would be very comfortable.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGplnyH1ZkSaM-LvYxV7dklN4eCCJOVm1soY2qDtxem5LzQQYsBo-j7Xb20r-bidA7LHT-d8WsKp78VpDMFCS9QZDhlrC06a-JwGkNb5PUwtLXVfUNsTSsX9EcceayI6dke0J_/s1600-h/burp+cloths+blues.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGplnyH1ZkSaM-LvYxV7dklN4eCCJOVm1soY2qDtxem5LzQQYsBo-j7Xb20r-bidA7LHT-d8WsKp78VpDMFCS9QZDhlrC06a-JwGkNb5PUwtLXVfUNsTSsX9EcceayI6dke0J_/s320/burp+cloths+blues.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290594112430960274" border="0" /></a>Here's my latest craft project. All I did was sew on the fabric and ribbon then have them embroidered, but it was fun.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju7IPCMTOWfaPyngMaKW47IeQQhdkmt_ewrq1yTGWT3UeoiEImhHrl0Mlp09pXXXpOde8m6FFsl8dJ9GjdTYTv3QGxwMFfrDpJrvc0a7U2sGRdO0IhziMk-ttv4vI_EAGYF1wT/s1600-h/burp+cloths+western.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju7IPCMTOWfaPyngMaKW47IeQQhdkmt_ewrq1yTGWT3UeoiEImhHrl0Mlp09pXXXpOde8m6FFsl8dJ9GjdTYTv3QGxwMFfrDpJrvc0a7U2sGRdO0IhziMk-ttv4vI_EAGYF1wT/s320/burp+cloths+western.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290594117085097954" border="0" /></a>Of course my collection would not be complete without some western print burp cloths. I love the font that they used to embroider. Its called 'boys are gross'...that doesn't seem appropriate to use, but it was a good pick.<br /><br />I must get to work on cleaning up my house, because I am fading fast this evening. The last two nights I have woken up at 4 a.m. wide awake and I can't get back to sleep for at least an hour or two. I think God is trying to prepare me for some midmorning feedings to come. Jonah was awake both times. I will leave you with this oogy skin picture of my belly! Enjoy! Ha!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSQ6qL4ILhRth2kxU75kc8yBTGKg6-G1Col9wmOWa67WochQ6gAbR2OzZUGhQ2NARixmRcygDvo4q01uXbzYDq7gqLyZwfjNV2xaSUjBeLBfBZqQ3WouePb6aFoMrYQ3RN_pbG/s1600-h/belly+38w5d.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSQ6qL4ILhRth2kxU75kc8yBTGKg6-G1Col9wmOWa67WochQ6gAbR2OzZUGhQ2NARixmRcygDvo4q01uXbzYDq7gqLyZwfjNV2xaSUjBeLBfBZqQ3WouePb6aFoMrYQ3RN_pbG/s320/belly+38w5d.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290596672233236306" border="0" /></a>Enjoy it in there, lil guy, cuz it won't be long...Adriennehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01686926482034722363noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8838267.post-24963183512479330032009-01-05T12:19:00.003-06:002009-01-05T13:29:56.150-06:00Two weeks left and no one's told Jonah!<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJHnMOb674CRSHU8ScUMNQ3XI7mhsDYk3S8wAtIGzqJfppynCyBOvRgQgYsdnKkj0Sw3hwPNtvD-foK_TueY4FziJP9Xi4X3NIW1tCPINW2UGKRY6oXOI_eCVV9FJp8I9s35dj/s1600-h/36+w+6+d.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJHnMOb674CRSHU8ScUMNQ3XI7mhsDYk3S8wAtIGzqJfppynCyBOvRgQgYsdnKkj0Sw3hwPNtvD-foK_TueY4FziJP9Xi4X3NIW1tCPINW2UGKRY6oXOI_eCVV9FJp8I9s35dj/s320/36+w+6+d.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287879020113225874" border="0" /></a>36 weeks 6 days belly shot<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZUotWPjIZ6QbwMgIzxp9hMig26A8wOkHwt63QXRA-RfmS2XIcOolw7r1WD_C9ZmWK1s33hDVDhtRG-ByJ69kPqut1rjkhMrRl5sndiQHFFl13k51jtGDrtXgGOA64cEp1-CVr/s1600-h/37+w+5+d.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZUotWPjIZ6QbwMgIzxp9hMig26A8wOkHwt63QXRA-RfmS2XIcOolw7r1WD_C9ZmWK1s33hDVDhtRG-ByJ69kPqut1rjkhMrRl5sndiQHFFl13k51jtGDrtXgGOA64cEp1-CVr/s320/37+w+5+d.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287879024345323090" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">37 weeks 5 days belly shot<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Tomorrow we will have 14 days until Jonah's official due date. I don't think he is aware that he's supposed to leave his happy home...that might come as a shock to him.<br /><br />I went to the Dr. this morning and I am still not dialated really at all. He said I may qualify as 1 cm and that the baby is head down, but not engaged. It has been that way for the previous two visits also. I haven't really asked what our plans are if we don't see any changes next visit. I just go with the flow. I figure, he's the doctor and he knows what he's doing. I have preferences for sure as to how I'd like this birth to go, but I am aware that none of that may happen the way I plan it. So I'm trying to keep my mind very open. I would love to go into labor on my own, hang out at home as long as I can, then go in and see where we are. My mom was able to do that with both of us and had very short labors. I am under no delusions that I will get that easy of a childbirth, but a girl can hope? The doc told me to keep walking and I plan on walking as much as possible in the next two weeks. Even though it makes me tired for the rest of my day, I can do anything for two weeks.<br /><br />On another note, J and I have been getting our last minute baby gear together. We got our carseat/stroller last week. We put it together and installed in into the car.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhTcFdn4R7TcY0zTLc4gHE7UzrWapvaOOgSbZM3xRmQ1env7QNI-3SfJAqLcF-AUPOspb05sFtwgg3orMxcVYEaoyaCkNUrV-HEeJicqM2wgoqmoq2aT0qUfrc5jFE_F7vy0bB/s1600-h/carseat.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhTcFdn4R7TcY0zTLc4gHE7UzrWapvaOOgSbZM3xRmQ1env7QNI-3SfJAqLcF-AUPOspb05sFtwgg3orMxcVYEaoyaCkNUrV-HEeJicqM2wgoqmoq2aT0qUfrc5jFE_F7vy0bB/s320/carseat.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287882649578710002" border="0" /></a>It is so strange to think that we will have a little guy in that seat in no time. I cannot express to you how thankful that we are to have the opportunity to have a baby. There was a time, where Jeremy and I most definitely did not think we would get this opportunity. We both still look incredibly at my belly and just shake our heads. Any and every baby is a miracle. We thank God for this sweet little boy.<br /><br />I am getting more and more curious as to what lil Jonah will look like. My prediction is that he will be blue eyed, either no hair or blonde headed. I can't imagine who he will look like. I really don't care who!<br /><br />I have one more shower left at our church this Sunday and I am looking forward to it. They have a backup plan in case I go into labor this week. I really don't think that's gonna be a problem, but never say never?? I am working on getting my bag packed this week. Any suggestions as to what I'm gonna need at the hospital? Will I want my hair dryer and flat iron for such a short stay (hopefully)? I have two pairs of pajamas with pants and top. Will I want a gown? Help me out ladies with experience!!<br /><br />I also have been sewing! I have some burp cloths that I've added ribbon and fabric to that I just dropped off today to get embroidered. I will take a pic as soon as I get them back. I needed something to do to take up some time while I wait! As for today, I'm off to the gym to hopefully get this boy convinced that he MUST come out in the near future!<br /></div></div>Adriennehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01686926482034722363noreply@blogger.com8