tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55921261917089577362024-02-07T11:23:50.561-06:00Sugar & StrawberriesDanyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01282817525035827185noreply@blogger.comBlogger79125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5592126191708957736.post-76542102145598814712011-01-27T20:44:00.002-06:002011-01-27T20:44:41.926-06:00Moving!Dear friends - <br />
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That's right! I have moved! Please follow me at <a href="http://mommy911blog.blogspot.com/">mommy911blog.blogspot.com</a>. <br />
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Hope to see you there :)Danyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01282817525035827185noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5592126191708957736.post-54712227479542536792010-12-18T18:23:00.000-06:002010-12-18T18:23:59.811-06:00Happy Holidays!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRtV8DJ_dqyR8n2OKfeJ_pcoonJs7e29qWFTzJiABsGHuokQj8Cq-Fjmr-sXhjmcl4IlA5z1vdA43b-PXgrM1p-pNfaxQ72Dk4aSHdLixIAoFgu67VE8aUlXvNhISk0H81i5HIfYs-clE/s1600/Arnold2010Christmascard.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRtV8DJ_dqyR8n2OKfeJ_pcoonJs7e29qWFTzJiABsGHuokQj8Cq-Fjmr-sXhjmcl4IlA5z1vdA43b-PXgrM1p-pNfaxQ72Dk4aSHdLixIAoFgu67VE8aUlXvNhISk0H81i5HIfYs-clE/s320/Arnold2010Christmascard.jpg" width="231" /></a></div><br />
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<a href="http://s36.photobucket.com/albums/e5/Bttrcp210/?action=view&current=sign.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e5/Bttrcp210/sign.png" /></a>Danyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01282817525035827185noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5592126191708957736.post-1052914283289390752010-11-26T20:36:00.000-06:002010-11-26T20:36:34.440-06:001 Year Celebration!!YES, I am finally posting! I know I haven't posted in...say...forever. Truth is, I started changing things around on my blog and next thing I knew I couldn't see it anymore when I tried to view it. I was so frustrated that I just kind of gave up on it for awhile. I have also been battling with the decision of shutting down this blog or keeping it going. I kept thinking of shutting it down because sometimes it freaks me out thinking of posting my baby girl's pictures on a public blog, but then I started thinking of how much I am going to forget and how I SHOULD use this blog to write down things to remember!!<br />
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My baby is ONE YEAR OLD! (November 17th that is)<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">For your ONE year birthday party, we had a small party at our house. You came down with hand-foot-mouth disease (I hate how it's called disease because it sounds so awful, but whatever) a few days before your party so I had to call and un-invite all of the guests that had kiddos. It was a pretty small event because of that, but you really had no idea. You wore a pair of hot pink Rufflebutt bloomers and leggings that your Aunt Brenna bought you and a customized onesie. Of course I tried to put a bow in your hair but you hate anything on your head at this point and ripped it right out!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">You had a lot of fun at your party but you were very tired after. Your smash cake was hot pink and you had hot pink icing stained on your skin for a couple of days!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">So here are a few stats!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">At one year you are wearing size 12-18 month clothes and wear a size 3 shoe. You have TONS of clothes.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">You are a great eater and love avocado, peas, beans, and any kind of pasta.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">You LOVE to drink water and usually only drink either whole milk or water - though you still nurse about twice a day (morning and night).</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">You think everything is funny and giggle - which is the sweetest sound!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">You are taking baby steps that your daddy and I call "Frankenstein" steps, but you don't have the confidence in yourself to just take off yet. You can do it but just get too apprehensive and decide you'd rather crawl!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">You are a HAM! and love attention of all kinds!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">You have two bottom teeth and the two top teeth are FINALLY breaking through which has been a nightmare this past week!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">You love to get into e.v.e.r.y.t.h.i.n.g. Your favorite things are trying to get into the dog's water and food bowl and our gas fireplace although I have learned that if I ignore you instead of get on to you when you crawl over there and look at me that you leave it alone. You are really just getting in that fireplace to get a reaction from me!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">*Knock on wood* you have slept 10-12 hours a night for the past 2-3 weeks! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">However, you are still a terrible napper (for me) and fight me most days when it's nap time.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">You love Mickey Mouse - still! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">You give the BEST hugs in the morning when you just wake up!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">and I love walking in your bedroom in the mornings because you are always standing there, holding the crib railing, jumping up and down on the mattress! You sure do LOVE to jump!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">You love to be swung around by your daddy!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">(And now blogger won't upload any more pictures so I can't post any more...grrrr...)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">You have learned how to push your push car around and think it is so funny!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">You love to point at things and babble constantly. You are really telling us things!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">You have learned the "O" sound and have said "Open" once, although it was a loud "O" and then a "pen" whispered!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">You love any other kid and think the dogs are SO funny.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">However, you hate being told NO and any form of discipline!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">You don't like to be confined to a space.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">You don't like being put down when you are wanting to be held.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Most of the time you squirm and flip on your changing table so much that I have learned how to put a diaper on you while you are standing/jumping!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">You hate naptime - as previously mentioned.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Emory, you are the love of our lives! I cannot express what you mean to us and I can't wait to watch you grow and learn! Happy birthday baby girl!</div>Danyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01282817525035827185noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5592126191708957736.post-42457292854883441612010-10-11T19:19:00.000-05:002010-10-11T19:19:08.375-05:00Wooooo Pig!<span style="font-family: inherit;">So it's been awhile since I've updated - I mean REALLY updated. I wanted to update when Emory hit the 10 month mark but for some reason I never posted the update! Now she is just 6 days away from being 11 months old! I have already started her birthday party planning. I just got her invitations in today and I LOVE them! I got them from Polka Dot Design. I have ordered from them before and I have always had a great experience with them. In a perfect world I would make the invitations on the Cricut, but I just don't want to stress myself out anymore than I am right now!</span><br />
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Andy has been very busy with school and his new job at Merrill Lynch and I have been so busy with work, this BUSY 10 month old, and trying to get ready for her party and maintain a somewhat-clean household! What a job being a mommy is!<br />
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This weekend was the Arkansas vs. A&M game. We didn't play great but we did pull a win! Saturday morning I was getting ready to take Emory to go to lunch with my mom, nephews, sister, and grandma. Andy came in and asked if Emory could wear her Razorbacks cheerleader outfit that he bought for her when he went up to Fayetteville last month for class. I must say she was one sweet cheerleader!<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">We spent the evening at home after the game was over and Sunday had an eventful day! We went to Sunday school then to visit some friends while they were in town, then to Playtime Pizza for Andy's dad's and sister's birthday party. Yes, Playtime Pizza! We had no kids with us but we had a lot of fun! Emory was exhausted when we got home and fell right to sleep!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Andy snapped a few pictures of her the other night in bed. I thought this was so sweet. She sleeps just like me - except for the booty-in-the-air part!</div><br />
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Hopefully I'll have an 11 month picture next Sunday to do a monthly update! Hope everyone has a great week!<br />
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I am feeling a bit overwhelmed, to be quite honest. I don't know why I feel this way or what has necessarily changed to make me feel this way, I just do. I think it's the combination of things that have been happening to my friends and loved ones, constant prayer that has been needed, a house that never seems to get clean because I'm too tired, a baby waking up frequently and who is into EVERYTHING, covering in the kitchen at work because we haven't had a cook, my workload piling up because I've been without a computer, etc.<br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">I shouldn't complain. I am so blessed. I know it everytime I look into Emory's blue-gray eyes. I feel it when Andy does sweet things for me, like surprising me with a spa mani/pedi for me AND a friend because I "deserve it". I see it when I look around and see this messy house - because I have enough belongings to make it messy in the first place.</div><div align="center"> </div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509143342164396162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuzSkoIZvp6tRMtiuvydwXojDnjhcPTS7fEVZ1_e6mW9GzGtvsCQ75iffbriBBpecu8IK2R6UGHRAm5RRKe6rk8deVPnFJXOxxhysZQmAnpasRvI5Q7LW350z2Z5bZtPB4O5e-tgCUgoU/s400/IMG_5524.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br />I try to remind myself of these things but it does get awful tiring at times.<br /><br /><br />I told Andy today that I don't think I could possibly be a mother of 3 children and work full time. Seriously, hats off to working mothers!<br /><br /><br />I'd like to share a fabulous story with y'all because I just can't get my dear friend <a href="http://mcginleybabyjourney.blogspot.com/">Jodie </a>out of my mind and off of my heart. If you've read my blog for awhile, you know her story. Jodie and I were pregnant at (sort of) the same time. She had a lot of trouble getting pregnant and after fertility treatments, finally found out that she was pregnant. With TWINS! Jodie found out at 20 weeks that Baby A had Spina Bifida. Although they were hopeful that he would not be severe, they took on the challenge with grace and knowing that this was God's plan for them.<br /><br /><br />At birth, Eli had a lot of problems and after only 5 days, Jodie and her husband decided to take him off life support. That was one year ago. On August 8th, Jodie, Jesse, and Walker (Eli's twin), mourned the loss of Eli.<br /><br /><br />That is also the day they found out that they were pregnant.<br /><br /><br />Read her story <a href="http://mcginleybabyjourney.blogspot.com/">here</a>.<br /><br /><br /><br />Jeremiah 29:11<br /><br />"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://s36.photobucket.com/albums/e5/Bttrcp210/?action=view&current=danya-1.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e5/Bttrcp210/danya-1.png" border="0" /></a>Danyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01282817525035827185noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5592126191708957736.post-34581444986269228282010-08-18T17:31:00.004-05:002010-08-18T19:21:58.080-05:00Nine Month Ninny!<div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">Emory is 9 months old!</div><div align="center"><br /><br /></div><div align="center"></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506899838875882498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizNMGE7C4adeoAjQf0HiORreZkM2dFzN1aMkLOHtZQiBXkNh69aFxfhsPP5dgQ6pMOlUmUTBgZmj2Ft6pL1A-knaHD_RRcYBqcnt7idF10c8YBJTgRndCMrMHcKfu3u5ydXtzEbSsxWik/s400/IMG_5626.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br />I have been trying to post but thought I'd save everything for one big 9 month update. This past week has been full of CHANGE!! And how fun/exciting/annoying the changes have been! :) Emory has made a full recovery from getting tubes last week. She has been such a happy baby still and is doing great. She babbles all the time. Friday I was at work and Emory was at my sister's house spending the day. Brenna (my sister) texted me and said "this baby is going to crawl very soon." Shortly after I got a video text of Emory crawling to pick up a toy! That night when we got home from dinner Andy and I put her on the floor and she took off. She is still a bit slow but getting the hang of it more and more each day.<br /><br />Saturday morning I woke up and could hear her jabbering in her room. I walked into her room to a happy baby standing up in her crib holding onto the rail. I was so shocked to see her standing there! Since then I find her that way each time she wakes up from sleep! She also has been pulling up on the couch, ottoman, her walker, me, ANYTHING she can get her grip on to help her!<br /><br />Sunday we went to Sunday school and Bible class and then came home. I got to take a nice nap and we went out to my parent's house to see my Grandma Payne and Aunt Sherry, who were in town briefly. We had a good dinner. On the way home Emory started to get fussy so I stuck my hand in the backseat so she could hold my fingers. Of course she started chewing on them, and after just a couple of seconds I looked at Andy and said "if that's not a tooth, I don't know what is!" We have been waiting...and waiting...and waiting for Emory's first tooth to come in and it has arrived!<br /><br />So we had a very exciting weekend. We were so excited to see her start crawling and pulling up, but we didn't realize everything that came along with that! Now Andy and I are constantly having to get up and go get her and bring her back on the rug. She loves to chew on things and get into things she shouldn't get into. But I guess that's all to be expected and I am just so happy that she is a happy and healthy baby!<br /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506899830326441090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7CQZ4-YwRCImo9LDqAGkSwiZQS4-85K2B83VKIM51ODaHMVL6jVebpF1xgYJhf2ghqOTe_oKG8Ef_NqLagaAEk5O7sS4tRJTegN1NqSHxJZDRXnTng4jFYySzDYOLYzoKuMVrpLka8N4/s400/IMG_5610.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br />This morning was her 9 month appointment. She was 20#9.4 oz (75-90th %ile) and 29" long (90th %ile)! I had no idea she was that long!<br /><br />Emory, you are the light of our lives! I love watching you grow and change and I don't know how I can possibly love anything or anyone more than I love YOU!<br /><br /><a href="http://s36.photobucket.com/albums/e5/Bttrcp210/?action=view&current=danya-1.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e5/Bttrcp210/danya-1.png" border="0" /></a>Danyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01282817525035827185noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5592126191708957736.post-6366161741522751012010-08-11T19:50:00.008-05:002010-08-11T22:00:59.141-05:00Dishing It!<p align="center"><a href="http://www.serenitynow4amanda.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w351/laurenjh04/Custom%20Designs/Amanda/150dish.png" /></a></p><a href="http://www.serenitynow4amanda.blogspot.com/">Amanda </a>is having another Dishing It! party and I thought I would participate since I have been a slacker these past few times! This party is "Summer Rewind." Wow, is it ALREADY that time? It seems like yesterday I was walking into the hospital on a very COLD, November night, in labor...and now my baby girl is almost 9 months old!!<br /><br />So here are a few of my Summer Rewinds...<br /><br />I had two activities this summer that I participated in that were very memorable! The first was my best friend Stephanie's wedding. Steph and I become friends the first day of our freshman year of college when we met as we moved into our rooms in the dorm - that happened to be right across from each other! She has been my best friend ever since. I can't believe she is now an old married lady! Of course, she looked BEAUTIFUL! The wedding was awesome and I met some really great ladies that were in her bridal party. Unfortunately, I only have these pictures right now...hopefully will have more to come!<br /><br />Steph and her bridal party! That's me on the very far left with the chicken legs!<br /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504321523461139202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOKjP3GpKv7WJ-IxOXsr8UGsJwQDYgC0WANuV3ezVIMF2qU1FL9_ywmmos2IaIJmo6GgTKrI9M8U9O9lZYTT8-IH2m1pWxarR9l5k-c5RyyitH6k1_Pd0InRJOOz84jP-ixxcDfe1FaxA/s400/StephWedding.jpg" border="0" /><br />Emory was all partied out! I wish I had a better picture of her outfit right now...it was made by my friend <a href="http://froufroubritches.blogspot.com/">Tanya </a>(<a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.facebook.com/FrouFrouBritches">FrouFrouBritches</a>)!<br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504321538540373186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEits2KCfPnmVC6Oj1gmE5IqNaZbySFZfCNiV9rSRdZ9yFLsErHrj2BMMn3leH5wiMFiM2el8i_pPCGyYhNIVfu9aYIRS49skRM8W7qpoaLEmb2wLjQyc3wQksUPxecWS84sGs9Xqp4_cPU/s400/SleepingEmory.jpg" border="0" /><br />The second activity that I participated in was for a very special cause. It wasn't a big activity, but I was so excited to be able to do a huge tee shirt fundraiser for a great cause, <a href="http://www.facebook.com/jodie.mcginley?v=photos&ref=ts#!/teameli?ref=ts">Team Eli</a>. I have talked about my friend <a href="http://mcginleybabyjourney.blogspot.com/">Jodie </a>before on my blog, who lost one of her twin boys one year ago only 5 days after his birth. Eli's short life has inspired so many things (including the documentary Every.Life.Inspires) and people and has changed Jodie's life. </p><p>Here is a picture of the news segment on Project Eli.</p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504324233336683122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO2ooSZeg_YlSs8Xndeo8MpFRhkWKECxgA5tPJFxi5vNIDB9ZOE_9lNBB2WNPQEwNK_rnTpF3bAPdHrz0fE80Uygszc7KATh2MwhpMGBp6b1y4x4biuYBR1YtHbVrPxe5gbcO80THVbuo/s400/Eli.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br />Here is Emory in her Team Eli gear! Jodie made this precious outfit and bow for Emory so she could be a supporter also!<br /><br /><p></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504324238095868130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEhA0LXECi6Goy7LFVY0z53ZyTTpLa2pi8TOVddzxmLn3BJqrKxIqCHFW2YpEm92lmPtY-e1CjXh_EN0XqOC1HRNI2IjRDPqv4DtRqoqhH78dgvFvU9UQ5HXaLjyhrZnl6Rqo8vN9Ce9Y/s400/EmoryTeamEli.jpg" border="0" /><br /><p>She is an awesome person and the money from the tee shirts that are now all over Central Arkansas is going towards a new memorial garden at the I Can! Dance center that is a haven for special needs people to be able to go and learn to dance. This is special to me since I work with special needs children but even more special because of my dear friend! (You can also check out Jodie's awesome boutique, <a href="http://www.facebook.com/jodie.mcginley?v=photos&ref=ts#!/pinkllamashop?ref=ts">The PiNk LlaMa Shop</a>!).</p><p>The best new recipe that I tried was at Stephanie's bridal luncheon. Sadly, I don't have a picture of that either (I know, ugh!). The recipe was an easy salad but it was SO good! The ingredients are - mixed field greens, strawberries, craisins, feta cheese, and chinese noodles added just before serving along with Mueller's Homemade Poppyseed dressing. I have never had any of these in this combination but it was FANTASTIC! I am a sweet fanatic and it definitely had a great hint of sweet from the fruit in the salad!</p><p>The best book I read this summer was The Glass Castle. What a fabulous book. I didn't think I would really enjoy it but I kept reading and reading and each page I would just be more fascinated with the author and the story of her life. It is a true story and that makes it even crazier. It really opened my eyes to poverty that is all around us that most of us don't see. I really enjoyed it and hope that whoever reads it enjoys it also!</p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504327339514865922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4Dp2h6JFA7T8yUuQuEBZqle33FybOeesINsIzUjp1vIfDP3V6J8loaP74PDBUNG8C2y0u9JOnhejDZ4D44hRiSptD8v6QCLlo1BZ6MHq-QYcoIYPdUY5hswYurL1t0wjhtdOL3YzoVVo/s400/castle-cover21.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><p>The coolest new blog I found this summer is by far <a href="http://www.blacktating.com/">Blacktating</a>. I have been pretty open about the fact that I am a proud breastfeeding mama. It has been a huge part of my life these past few months and I am a very big supporter of breastfeeding. I have considered getting the needed hours to become a lactation consultant and have been encouraged by other Registered Dietitians that have taken this route also, but just haven't decided for sure if that is the road I want to take. Elita from Blacktating is a proud breastfeeding mom of color and an advocate for African American breastfeeding women. I follow her on Facebook and I LOVE her posts. She is always up-to-date on breastfeeding information and articles/controversies.<br /></p><p align="center"><a href="http://blacktating.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e331/ekalma/blacktating125.png" border="0" /></a></p><p><br /></p><p>Last, but not least...I have so many things left on my summer to-do list that I can't even really list them! Andy and I have decided to start getting our house ready to get ready to sell...does that make any sense?! There are many things that we still want to do to get the house ready to put on the market. We bought this house new but know that many things are not going to be favorable to househunters (i.e. our yellow kitchen). I also have a very important FIRST BIRTHDAY PARTY to start planning! It's ONLY three months away! </p><p></p><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504329851818553218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjuBHBgTV0EjMVeV7LMWrh3P4bRl7LAlfw0aa0zxazKcOrIqXDxuSb8JGpSPiDrbSS1JyjtkQFXZLHjpXPIDaK3oNk_wiNMSVzCpuIa-z0XOqwh2buXie4xDd9nOxIMSwQh5mpKxYQdwA/s400/cheese.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br />I hope everyone has a great night and I can't wait to read your Summer Rewinds!<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://s36.photobucket.com/albums/e5/Bttrcp210/?action=view&current=danya-1.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e5/Bttrcp210/danya-1.png" border="0" /></a>Danyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01282817525035827185noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5592126191708957736.post-82868048851319624122010-08-10T20:02:00.004-05:002010-08-10T20:25:18.785-05:00Whew!Well, the surgery is over! Phew. It has been an eventful day. Like I said yesterday - I was more nervous about the pre-surgery part than the actual surgery ... and I was right on target. I was up with Emory for 2 hours from about 1:50-3:55. She was pretty upset and confused because she wanted to nurse but I wasn't able to feed her. I was finally able to get her back down and exhausted this morning when 6 a.m. rolled around.<br /><br /><br /><br />Emory was SO happy before the surgery even though she wasn't able to eat when she woke up. She was just loving all of the attention that the nurses were giving her! The surgery was so fast. The worst part was her coming out of the anesthesia - she was pretty much inconsolable until we finally left the surgery center. As soon as we walked out the door she started to perk up and by the time we were home and she had her toys and Mickey on the t.v., she was SO much better.<br /><br /><br /><br />The rest of the day went fabulous. She was SO happy all day long! Could it be the tubes making a difference already? The ENT doctor said that she had some fluid this morning still but no infection ... but she seems to always keep fluid, so maybe her pressure is already clearing up and making her feel better!<br /><br /><br /><br />I snapped this picture with my phone today while she was eating because she was just being such a ham!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503956683183526658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrr6SMQvV9tBqt21j_QAqfRw_n0gmSQrh9dKJfjQkum1aJF8bjToBiV5GWoDbJPJFONJHzfMAXKPQJukdmQ6vjitv1NDJGpxfEj5SbUjO7GpnmPrLc7LxQo8fU5yZ8vtS6GZ8jfnsOAbQ/s400/tubes.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p>So now I'm on to another long day tomorrow. I am really ready for this week to be over already...I will be SO relieved when Friday is here. I hope everyone is having a great week...and here's to hoping we all get some rest tonight!</p><p> </p><a href="http://s36.photobucket.com/albums/e5/Bttrcp210/?action=view&current=danya-1.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e5/Bttrcp210/danya-1.png" border="0" /></a>Danyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01282817525035827185noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5592126191708957736.post-44069405157665160402010-08-09T20:13:00.003-05:002010-08-09T20:40:40.463-05:00So tomorrow Emory will be getting PE tubes in her ears. To tell you the truth, I'm not really nervous about the procedure. I'm more nervous that she can't have anything to eat or drink from midnight on, and she often wakes around 3-5 to nurse as well as when she wakes up around 7. I'm a bit nervous about what to expect when she is waking up from the procedure as well. Andy voiced today that he was really worried about the procedure. I think we're both ready to get it over with and hoping and praying that it will clear up the problems she has been having.<br /><div></div><br /><div>It's only Monday, but so far today I've had a lot of anxiety over this week. There are a couple of big events happening for us that we are nervous about and worried about. Well, tonight we decided we would go to the grocery store FINALLY. Andy got home and we loaded up Emory and headed to Wal-Mart. She was getting sleepy but was in a good mood. Close to the end of the trip, Andy took her out of the buggy to hold her because she was getting a little restless.</div><br /><div></div><div>We were in the ice cream area and Andy and Emory were looking at ice cream for daddy when a woman pushed her buggy around the corner and I noticed her baby in the front. The baby looked small, but was sitting up like Emory. I was a little confused at first because the baby was bald and tiny like she was 8-9 months old, but seemed more alert like a 1-2 year old. I then heard the mom say "put on your mask" and noticed that the baby had a mask she was wearing around her neck. I realized then that this baby must have had some type of disease.</div><br /><div></div><div>I tried not to stare and when I turned around they were gone. For some reason I get the feeling that the mom turned around on purpose after seeing us, but I could be wrong. We walked around the corner in the direction they had just walked in and I didn't see them anywhere. </div><br /><div></div><div>But that brief moment made me realize that all of my fears were nothing compared to this woman and her baby and what they are going through. I don't even KNOW what they are going through really. All of my petty frustrations and fears from the day just sort of melted away as I watched Emory grab at things and smile and giggle.</div><br /><div></div><div>I feel like this was a sign to me to realize what I have at this moment. I have Emory's health, Andy's health, my own health. I have a good job and a home to go to. I have a family - and all this can change in the blink of an eye. I realize that my anxiety is not always uncalled for and that I have a right to worry - but this made me really thank God for what He has given me thus far.</div><br /><div></div><div>I will update on Emory's surgery soon. I just had to share this experience today.</div><br /><div></div><div>Deut. 31:8</div><div>"It is the Lord who goes before you. He will be with you; he will not leave you or forsake you. Do not fear or be dismayed."</div><br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503588969118262130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglIGCBjSQbNH9wIqU9vJoypgB10fFkwC-WC0HFaL44BTMev82EFz2AFDqpjeyJlC64mwNljjrdpX85gLlNoUrs-cdQZIb0vFYjmnMCShYReYqAAF1xvCgyTmPQO1CrHfOazN9glrj4TC8/s400/IMG_5459.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div><a href="http://s36.photobucket.com/albums/e5/Bttrcp210/?action=view&current=danya-1.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e5/Bttrcp210/danya-1.png" border="0" /></a></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div>Danyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01282817525035827185noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5592126191708957736.post-81160341114837452762010-08-05T18:26:00.008-05:002010-08-05T20:05:03.179-05:00World Breastfeeding WeekIn honor of World Breastfeeding Week, I thought I'd write a post to talk about my story on this journey. This may or may not be interesting or helpful to you, but what I have found is that even if someone doesn't comment on your posts, sometimes they are a help and/or inspiration to others.<br /><br />The decision to breastfeed...well, wasn't really a decision for me. I honestly never thought about an option. My sister breastfed both of her baby boys throughout their first year while working full time and pursuing her Masters degree in Nursing. To me, breastfeeding was NEVER "weird" or "gross" or "uncomfortable." It was natural. I had many friends look at me curiously when I told them that I was going to breastfeed for at least the first year of Emory's life, and then give their (sometimes not so inspiring) story of failure in that area.<br /><br />Before I had Emory, my sister told me that breastfeeding was like marriage. If there is a doubt in your mind that it just may not work and that is okay, because if things get tough you have other options - then there's a pretty good chance that you won't make it. She told me that I needed support - which she and my husband would definitely give. She told me to go to a breastfeeding class and scanned items on the shelf at Babies R Us when we were registering as I sat there in the breastfeeding aisle with a deer-in-headlights look. She passed down all of her nursing bras and tanks. She was my breastfeeding crutch - meaning, I leaned on her before and during breastfeeding.<br /><br />Many of you have read Emory's birth story so I won't go into great detail, but the first few weeks of breasfeeding were not easy for me. I was very engorged, became dehydrated, Emory was dehydrated, Emory wasn't pooping like she should have been in consequence of dehydration, her weight wasn't where it should have been, I had very irritated skin that cracked and bled (also in consequence of the beginnings of breastfeeding and dehydration). When Emory wasn't up to her birth weight at 2 weeks I called the Pediatrician's office and the nurse told me to give formula. I politely declined and told her I was going to try some compression techniques and see how it went.<br /><br />Emory started gaining weight slowly and I visited with the lactation consultant at my Pediatrician's office who watched a feeding and gave some great encouragement. She asked what my goal was for breastfeeding and I told her a year, and she was so encouraging. The visit went great and I felt like we were finally on track.<br /><br />A couple of weeks later I developed my first case of mastitis. I had no idea what it was. I just knew that I felt AWFUL and it HURT! I woke up all night long with flu-like symptoms like chills and the sweats. I felt like I could hardly move I was so achy and my right breast hurt so much. After realizing what it was and going on antibiotics it got better in a few days.<br /><br />I had two more bouts of mastitis after that. Finally, when Emory was around 3 months old, things finally got easier. And at 6 months they got easier. And now, at almost 9 months, it's second nature. During this journey I have done a lot of research on breastfeeding. I joined an e-mail listserv of lactation consultants so I have gotten to read their own questions and discussions on different breastfeeing scenerios. My heart has been opened to different situations and while I may not necessarily make it to extended breastfeeding, I now have started to understand the thought behind it. My opinions have changed and formed regarding topics such as breastfeeding in public and I often find myself getting angry when breastfeeding is mimicked or sneered at. I try to be understanding when other women have difficult situations and cannot make it through - because I know if they really enjoyed it and had to stop, it most likely was a very emotionally trying experience for them.<br /><br />Please don't get me wrong with this post. Breastfeeding was tough for me but for some it's a breeze. My sister never had problems. When I would ask her some questions she would say "I'm not really sure, because I always had so much milk..." UGH! However, some women do have problems, some much more severe than my own. But making it through those tough times when I just wanted to quit was the best thing I have ever done. I am proud of myself and the fact that I'm "<em>still"</em> breastfeeding. I am happy that my baby has gotten the best she could get. I have enjoyed those moments where it has just been me and her - usually in the middle of the night - when I was the one to provide nourishment and comfort to her in a way that no one else could. <br /><br />And that is my breastfeeding story. If you are a breastfeeding mom, I'd love to hear your story, too...because I feel that this should be celebrated among women and encouraged as much as possible.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://s36.photobucket.com/albums/e5/Bttrcp210/?action=view&current=danya-1.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e5/Bttrcp210/danya-1.png" border="0" /></a>Danyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01282817525035827185noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5592126191708957736.post-5272350755449880882010-08-04T18:44:00.004-05:002010-08-04T19:01:42.354-05:00TimeIt has been a long time, my friends! Over a month to be exact. I'm going to have to get on the ball. When I got pregnant with Emory I thought this would be a great way to document her life for my own memories. Now I'm realizing how terrible I have been at keeping up with ANYTHING - her baby book, pictures, this blog. The truth is I'm trying so hard to hang on to every moment and spend my time with her and watch her grow as well as maintain a job and household that I just forget all of the other stuff!<br /><br /><br />However, things have been wonderful. Andy and I are both incredibly busy these days with work. We both work full days and come home to a crazy house. By the time Andy gets home I'm feeding Emory, then she gets her bath, plays for a few minutes, then goes to bed. The rest of the night is ours, which is really nice! It's not uncommon for us to fall asleep on the couch by 8:30, though! lol!<br /><br /><br />Emory is SO busy as well, in a different way! She is being stubborn when it comes to crawling but she is getting there. She will get on all fours and rock, but she prefers to STAND! She has been trying to pull herself up on everything! If you stand next to her she will grab your pants to pull herself up. If you try to set her down she will straighten her legs and just want to stand!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501706814138765458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu1Wm5WNhEXwRsm18QqYuBS5ZfZWK5lUdiMzFNwV76PyTUglfu8BQYHRhvSvpDc1dqQvNIw1bhgdaauzdAdiDspdBDy5pNJ7zQ_VIfOzgFfDRgBf51J6XGKd-792Tf2_Cx0jmhyphenhyphenF4tqwM/s400/stand.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><p>I have to tell you - with each month that passes I just fall more and more in love with her! </p><p>There is so much more going on that I could talk about but there's not enough hours in the day. Emory will be 9 months in just two weeks (!!) so I will update more on what she is doing at that time. I do want to say that we will be getting tubes on Tuesday the 10th. I am really hoping that this clears up her ear infections, fluid in her ears, and the congestion that she can't seem to get rid of. I will definitely update more on that later! </p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501707870279610178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7udVWVf7dOuPaS0FhhrAb-oZh-31jWAYBMbmNkxC50zsJ0XWL8sJOmBBCaSE8ewaXoIoXojfbKTm1VIzQPchsFpRCfxKzu_yRhW2CBhXFkmsWGokdZ3VY5YSCvEc_awvkFf0GYuAs79U/s400/smile.jpg" border="0" /><br /><p>And I do promise I will get better at this blogging thing - for my own sake!<br /></p><p>Deut. 5:10 </p><p>"And shewing mercy unto thousands of them that love me and keep my commandments."<br /></p><a href="http://s36.photobucket.com/albums/e5/Bttrcp210/?action=view&current=danya-1.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e5/Bttrcp210/danya-1.png" border="0" /></a>Danyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01282817525035827185noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5592126191708957736.post-5867372889381287652010-06-30T20:55:00.002-05:002010-06-30T21:03:36.165-05:00Moment of Silence for CohenWhat: Moment of Silence for Cohen<br /><br />When: Thursday, July 1st from midnight to 11:59 pm<br /><br />How: Bloggers participating will pos the Cohen banner (<a href="http://www.sendlovetocohen.blogspot.com/">below</a>) or simply post Cohen's name in large letters on their blog.<br /><br />Why: July 1st Megan and Brent will be holding Cohen's memorial service. The moment of silence is an opportunity for Megan's blog community to stand behind her and support her on this difficult day. Linking up will give Megan a chance to see the support at a glance.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a border="0" href="http://www.sendlovetocohen.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://i851.photobucket.com/albums/ab73/jkcermak13/Cohen2.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://s36.photobucket.com/albums/e5/Bttrcp210/?action=view&current=danya-1.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e5/Bttrcp210/danya-1.png" border="0" /></a>Danyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01282817525035827185noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5592126191708957736.post-2759309395183727162010-06-29T19:58:00.003-05:002010-06-29T21:40:54.261-05:00Decorating Dilemma Solved!<div>A few weeks ago I joined a Decorating Dilemma's party on <a href="http://serenitynow4amanda.blogspot.com/">Amanda's </a>blog. I was very depressed about my shabby (NOT chic) living room furniture and arrangement. I just had to share with my friends our new arrangement. Yes, I realize that this is kind of a cop out. I didn't really fix anything in a DIY way because we just bought new furniture and a new rug, but I am still excited about it!</div><div><br />We got the furniture at Ashley's and the rug at a store in North Little Rock that I LOVE! There are SO many rugs to choose from and they are all super cheap! </div><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488366114403812386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFsDpqFsXAaKLCvpQHBmPFJTXEiHoQl8aZEvYTQr1zN2T25jMbRUB5Xzlq9EkNGPK-ldpexAp47rl09uHp9Qa_mYhaoQY0RhWk5EbWZA8S4fo5Kgv6FSGUufVIg4VtdfbpmU2rqHNS-c4/s400/furniture2.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488366109064573378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-qrvP73QwbSb928sAU_onJjgp-zi7byEBAwZRj6ctgfQ67tfS5i8aKNClVviDorpYD1dE8Qzu8EAart8EREcIJOKNeT4y0B8bJTMYLMJrl9Ed6q2M04XxxS9nM-yPPdnqd1hfrCnnTfg/s400/furniture.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div></div>Anyway - I am much happier with the arrangement. Emory has a giant area now to play around on (and hopefully learn to crawl/walk/hit all those milestones). It is so strange to be able to sit her on the floor and walk away, and look around the corner and see her sitting there like a little person, playing with her toys! What a blessing she is.<br /><br />That's all for today - just wanted to quickly update. Worn out! Hope everyone has a wonderful week!<br /><br />Phil. 4:13<br />"I can do all things through Christ who strengtheneth me."<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://s36.photobucket.com/albums/e5/Bttrcp210/?action=view&current=danya-1.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e5/Bttrcp210/danya-1.png" border="0" /></a>Danyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01282817525035827185noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5592126191708957736.post-65484464131579580202010-06-19T21:29:00.006-05:002010-06-21T20:47:00.232-05:00Sizzlin' Summer(I started this post last week but my computer froze and erased it. So here we are again, hopefully it will work out this time!)<br /><br />Man, is it HOT outside!<br /><br /><br />I don't know if it's the heat or the fact that Emory hasn't been sleeping well this past week that has literally exhausted me! I took my monthly work trip to Mt. Home this week and ever since then I have been really worn out. Emory is doing much better on the Milk of Magnesia regimen that we have started and I'd like to say thank you to all of my dear friends who have asked me how she is doing! The nurse from the GI clinic called to check on her the other day and help us take the next step in her daily regimen. Since then she has been doing pretty well!<br /><br />Thursday my baby girl turned 7 months old! I cannot believe how fast time is flying by. I have really been slacking on the pictures lately, but I really plan on breaking out Andy's Canon and figuring it out so I can start taking pictures myself and not have to rely on him to take the good ones! Anyway - I was able to get this picture of her on her 7 month birthday!<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9Y_Rr_eWuD8U9wrrXrQ5cs4Ge1SfEmi47NlFAX-bWKm_RHBoZsqwAuRLLdxThjbYyR5KmVMJ3j2C46v1HRMyO__EXMNj3VGoa5ObY-E8zw90OIZbGDRNSMZrb5ndX0FML6e2jUA1ZEmE/s1600/7months.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485403381008119474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9Y_Rr_eWuD8U9wrrXrQ5cs4Ge1SfEmi47NlFAX-bWKm_RHBoZsqwAuRLLdxThjbYyR5KmVMJ3j2C46v1HRMyO__EXMNj3VGoa5ObY-E8zw90OIZbGDRNSMZrb5ndX0FML6e2jUA1ZEmE/s400/7months.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><p>Emory is 26 1/2 inches long (79th %ile) and 18#3 ounces (80th %ile). She is wearing 6-9 and 9 month clothes (and 12th month shorts because of her belly!) and is almost out of a size 1 shoe. I am still able to put excessive hairbows in her hair without her messing with them too much although sometimes she will pull them out and start waving them around or chewing on them. She sleeps okay at night. Some nights are better than others, but on many nights she will only wake up once to nurse and will fall back asleep. Those moments in the middle of the night when she is so sleepy is such a wonderful feeling for me.</p><p>Emory is doing so much now. She giggles SO much at everything and thinks so many things are funny. She loves to play on the floor with her toys and jump in her jumparoo while watching Mickey Mouse Clubhouse. She LOVES that show! </p><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSQuVNn0wYwZ5krmzXyyYur32jr_SO29xDt-w14LMq8pj1lefMlDhINuPyASLdRJYIaTMPtYUE4O1eU8bscsIuichUPLbLhDlWDlH9dhky9WcfzxZmwp4YarI4axcJeKm2_uTODmddrqQ/s1600/cartoons.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485403383658036978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSQuVNn0wYwZ5krmzXyyYur32jr_SO29xDt-w14LMq8pj1lefMlDhINuPyASLdRJYIaTMPtYUE4O1eU8bscsIuichUPLbLhDlWDlH9dhky9WcfzxZmwp4YarI4axcJeKm2_uTODmddrqQ/s400/cartoons.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><p>Emory also really enjoys bathtime now. Sometimes I have to sit back on the tub (within reach) and let her splash around so I don't get a bath along with her! She loves to look at herself in the mirror and chew on the toys in the water. She is chewing on everything now, but still no teeth. I can really see the whites under her gums but am just waiting patiently for them to poke through. I can't picture her with teeth right now!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDCcXkNDbXaPMxCmCcNwl-lsRDedsaf_a4qgBcKTCz2hDwmb3fxeyCUVMIRKUeaYmsqmDXj45Mt27asEH5yOJT0MvvCg07Hg5CIaZaq2ETOT57a9QmOTTE6zAlrhRfsdhGeo076cQxe2w/s1600/tub.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485403391610632258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDCcXkNDbXaPMxCmCcNwl-lsRDedsaf_a4qgBcKTCz2hDwmb3fxeyCUVMIRKUeaYmsqmDXj45Mt27asEH5yOJT0MvvCg07Hg5CIaZaq2ETOT57a9QmOTTE6zAlrhRfsdhGeo076cQxe2w/s400/tub.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /></p>She is really starting to have seperation anxiety from me right now. I know it's because I nurse her and am with her ALL of the time, but she has gotten to where if she can't see me she gets REALLY upset! Even when Andy is holding her! I know that this is a temporary thing and that in just a blink of an eye she will be telling me she wants to go with her daddy instead of me, so I am trying to soak it all up!<br /><br />Sunday was Andy's first real Father's day. Friday after work I drove to Krispy Kreme and got an assortment of 12 doughnuts ("doughnuts for dad"). I also ordered a picture of Emory and him for his new desk (YES!) and cards from both of us as well as a tee shirt with Emory's feet and handprints on it. When we got home from dinner Friday night he walked in and was surprised to see the gifts. I thought he enjoyed the surprise!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-XfMZbzUvOpHZjMTUDOnXhHnKyTZm6BNAm2FJkAGt5OlCcHF9qAGhpnN2sOmA33H66s1hNysJapDPECzIk5B66mju_ZAix_2k-Wx3duio7kgwAd3cNAE8T-n5IXhQVQi8qOJhISlkUY0/s1600/dadsday.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485403387177945234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-XfMZbzUvOpHZjMTUDOnXhHnKyTZm6BNAm2FJkAGt5OlCcHF9qAGhpnN2sOmA33H66s1hNysJapDPECzIk5B66mju_ZAix_2k-Wx3duio7kgwAd3cNAE8T-n5IXhQVQi8qOJhISlkUY0/s400/dadsday.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><p><br />We are so excited that Andy starts his new job on Friday as a financial advisor for Merrill Lynch. It is going to be a very stressful job working with investments but we are very excited for this next step in our life. We are hoping to be able to move in the next few months to be closer to family. The options are endless right now and I really am excited about what is to come.<br /><br />I hope everyone had a wonderful Father's day and celebrated those very important men in our lives - especially the One up above.<br /><br />Eph 6:4<br />"And, ye fathers, provoke not your children to wrath: but bring them up in the nurture and admonition of the Lord."<br /></p><div><a href="http://s36.photobucket.com/albums/e5/Bttrcp210/?action=view&current=danya-1.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e5/Bttrcp210/danya-1.png" border="0" /></a></div></div></div>Danyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01282817525035827185noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5592126191708957736.post-4199012821219911032010-06-15T20:42:00.002-05:002010-06-15T20:52:37.538-05:00MoMIt seems Milk of Magnesia is used so often in my life now that I have learned to abbreviate it! Yesterday Andy and I took Em to the GI doctor in Little Rock. We were there THREE hours! Yes, it was a long time, but the doctor spent 45 minutes talking to us. I'm willing to wait if it means we can have all of our questions answered.<br /><br />There is still some speculation on Em's xray. It could possibly be something, but it could also be just the way the xray was taken. The doctor is going to take it to the radiologist at Children's to see if it is really anything we need to worry about. She really doesn't think so, though, and she really helped us feel better about what is going on. She believes that the change in Emory's diet to solid foods and her holding her poop in has made her constipation progressively worse. So we are starting a regimen of Milk of Magnesia - MUCH more than we were giving - to get her back on track and to help her "forget" that it used to hurt, so she doesn't feel the need to hold it in. She answered many of my questions and I felt great after the appointment.<br /><br />I just wanted to put a quick update. I don't have much energy today because I drove 7 hours today and worked for 5, so I'm beat! But, I am very excited to report that I got NEW FURNITURE in my living room!! I'm so excited and hope to post a picture soon!<br /><br />Thank you everyone for your prayers for my little girl! <br /><br />Proverbs 18:24<br />"A man that hath friends must shew himself friendly: and there is a friend that sticketh closer than a brother."<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://s36.photobucket.com/albums/e5/Bttrcp210/?action=view&current=danya-1.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e5/Bttrcp210/danya-1.png" border="0" /></a>Danyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01282817525035827185noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5592126191708957736.post-84572390028243006222010-06-10T18:47:00.003-05:002010-06-10T19:04:52.055-05:00Nervous StomachYears ago when I was little I had a lot of tummy issues. My sister had these same problems. Mom said my dad would have to massage my tummy and I would just cry. We did numerous tests, stool samples, doctor visits, etc., and all they could come up with was that my sister and I both had a "nervous stomach." Whatever that means.<br /><br /><br /><br />Emory has always had constipation issues. Even when I was just nursing with no solids, she had random bouts of constipation. In the past month this has really gotten bad. I discussed the issue with our Pediatrician at her 6 month visit and she said we would discuss it more at her 9 month visit if we couldn't get water or juice to help the problem.<br /><br /><br />Well, the problem has gotten worse. After seven days, a few small poopy diapers, and one evening of screaming and a bloody/poopy diaper, I finally took her in to see the doctor.<br /><br /><br />Let me just say I LOVE our Pediatrician. I don't know how on earth she has an ounce of time to herself because EVERYone I know sees her. She is very proactive, and this visit even reinforced that. We discussed her tummy issues and she ordered an xray on Em. After that was over she said that, although she doesn't really believe that this is the case, she wants us to go see the GI doctor because there is an area that could possibly be malrotation of her intestines. Of course, I was slightly freaking out. I left the office with her promising to call the GI clinic and set up the appointment.<br /><br /><br />She called me (personally) twice after that to talk about her appointment. I was so impressed with the fact that SHE called and not her nurse! And I was also impressed that she set me up an appointment just a few days later (Monday). She told me that the GI clinic that she was referring me to does not accept my insurance but will give us a 40% discount. You're probably thinking "why can't she go somewhere else?" Well, these guys are the best in the state. I feel this and I know that if my doctor referred us to them it's because she knows they are the best, too. Hopefully we will just have this visit and we can figure everything out. We may have to go do some tests at Arkansas Children's Hospital, but I'm really hoping that the GI doctor does not see anything to be concerned about.<br /><br /><br />Friends, this could be nothing. It could be just something that runs in our family that we will have to work on. . . but please pray for my baby girl, who is the world to me and my husband, who has shown me a love that I never thought was possible, who brightens the dreariest of days, who inspires me, and who I pray endlessly for and thank God for over and over every night.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481299785191907970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 367px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaZB6tMo02dLWBGi-CE7fJJeZAbVTV7Ap3uKSPIJnB5AaWIV_mTAH0WdxQnBQiX9aQuocAPdJaWDyqtxb-7D5mQcIpN8QfHT4dGGUAsrZo714Au-sGudELoFTHZKYHw1Vk5o3kobd1KM0/s400/emorydaddy.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><p>Philippians 4:6-7<br />"Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus."</p><p><a href="http://s36.photobucket.com/albums/e5/Bttrcp210/?action=view&current=danya-1.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e5/Bttrcp210/danya-1.png" border="0" /></a></p>Danyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01282817525035827185noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5592126191708957736.post-10088257748443943262010-05-23T20:57:00.003-05:002010-05-23T21:12:09.943-05:00Six Month SweetieWow - I have been a total blogging slacker, but things are so crazy around here. We have so much fun with our little one, who is now a big SIX months old! I can't believe she is already half a year old.<br /><br /><br /><br />On Tuesday we went to the doctor. She was 17# 7.5 ounces (80th percentile) and 26 1/2 inches long (79th percentile). The doctor said she looked great! She even sat up and stood with some help for the doctor. Unfortunately, she also had her shots. They went pretty fast and before I knew it it was over and the nurse was saying "Okay, mama! You can open your eyes now!"<br /><br /><br /><br />Her talking has really exploded this week. She has started saying "bababa" and "dada." I think she's going to expand that very soon. She has started eating a variety of baby foods though we have been battling extreme constipation that the doctor is a little concerned about. I'm hoping that once she gets used to the foods that will subside.<br /><br /><br /><br />She can sit up now after I help her get situated. She is really so much more alert and aware of what is going on around her! She has such a big personality now and I just can't wait to see how much she continues to grow and change!<br /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474652340904115074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAtnEDkRwIml7dDttjFvw1MmjysZir2q51Nq-YxhNpj519X1UuItrNH8jgN-ZMTJVSuZFCswix6ShqtMmYlMyc_1y_0OuVNjefvqAyycfS13Dmqpg0bh0p_IZd_pr8LxgN96HDEFG0DoI/s400/ashleys.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><p>Today we went over to Ashley and Brian's and Ashley snapped some pictures of Emory while we were hanging out. She always gets the best pictures of her! Here is my sweet baby girl!</p><p>That is all for now - time is precious.</p><p>Psalms 39:7</p><p>"But now, Lord, what do I look for? My hope is in you."<br /></p><a href="http://s36.photobucket.com/albums/e5/Bttrcp210/?action=view&current=danya-1.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e5/Bttrcp210/danya-1.png" border="0" /></a>Danyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01282817525035827185noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5592126191708957736.post-17749520374528088832010-04-29T21:39:00.003-05:002010-04-29T22:05:51.079-05:00Getting to Know You Thursday<a href="https://froufroubritches.blogspot.com/">Tanya </a>is having another Getting to Know You Thursday so I thought I'd post a few things about me.<br /><br /><br /><br />First of all - Tanya, I believe we were twins in another life. Ha! I am very OCD. Actually, this has been something very hard for me to deal with since I've had Emory. I really struggle with letting go of all control. This is something that I have battled and prayed frequently about. <br /><br />However, I still have some pretty specific crazy qualities! Here are a few of my OCD characteristics.<br /><br /><br /><br />1) I cannot start something (for instance - a stack of nutrition evaluations at work) unless I can finish them that day. It drives me crazy to have things left undone.<br /><br /><br />2) I despise dishes in the sink. I absolutely have to have them loaded into the dishwasher (I mean - come on, people - it's just like 2 seconds more!). The ONLY time I leave dishes in the sink is if I'm just way too sick or tired to wash them!<br /><br /><br /><br />3) I am a relentless list-maker. I make To-Do Lists constantly and at any given time may have 3 or 4 lists going. I also write things on the list that I have already done so I can mark them off (this is true).<br /><br /><br /><br />4) I will re-write something 3 times (or more if needed) if it does not meet my neatness standards.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I could most likely write a million more things, but I'm exhausted and need sleep! I hope everyone has a great Friday!<br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465759324873162178" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDMgzXZQV-_5LNLwjTwfXLWpeJC_Zn42_3JBA5Oa61YjqGNE_30_X55Be7Miv_YcRZEJnABcJrB8d5T5JTYFhxZVjnd2RHnBX8JdeCnZBN1qayf45PQjT1XRW7LQzJL56ktQR1KBOyklY/s400/em.jpg" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p>Psalms 121:1-2 NIV</p><p>"I lift up my eyes to the hills - where does my help come from? My help comes from the LORD - the Maker of heaven and earth."</p><p> </p><a href="http://s36.photobucket.com/albums/e5/Bttrcp210/?action=view&current=danya-1.png" target="_blank"><img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e5/Bttrcp210/danya-1.png" /></a>Danyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01282817525035827185noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5592126191708957736.post-44822769299853539012010-04-21T16:06:00.004-05:002010-04-21T16:41:39.069-05:00Decorating Dilemmas Party!<div>Decorating Dilemma party?! YES, please! Thank you, <a href="http://serenitynow4amanda.blogspot.com/2010/04/decorating-dilemmas-partyround-7.html">Amanda</a>, for hosting this. And thank you, <a href="http://froufroubritches.blogspot.com/">Tanya</a>, for posting your dilemmas, which are JUST like mine!</div><br /><div>Okay, here are my dilemmas. I hope it's not overwhelming. And sorry the pictures are a little blurry. My dinky camera is just not like my husbands nice one, but I have no idea how to work his :)</div><br /><div>#1 . . . My corner fireplace.</div><br /><div>Because of our narrow living room, there is NO where to put the t.v. except on the mantle. I always thought I'd enjoy a corner fireplace until I had one. Seriously! Andy started building a "media closet" but it will take him awhile to fix it all up. Until then, our Dish box and t.v. and PS3 (yes, that is a controller charging...my hubby plays games after I go to bed!) on the mantle! BOO! (And yes, that is Mickey Mouse Clubhouse. Never knew a 5 month old could have a favorite show!). We are getting new hardwoods in the next couple of weeks and will be pulling up all that brown tile and replacing it with glass tiles, so the fireplace will look really pretty, but the top of it just bums me out. Until we can move and I can find a beautiful entertainment center with doors to hide my t.v. . . any suggestions!?</div><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8AuySHU-HyK1_13Ry8x5ATvH0ufTY3pxGTR_lX0-us9ok29lFzvEtVcL9v7Anl5GdUtyF-EhAPoDP5LqiYW7bFyaOvWCzXqyOAgiF3Mnw4en7goSin6XiJKi4zZkkGqRgIFjvGpI-g8c/s1600/100_0785.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462706559170681554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8AuySHU-HyK1_13Ry8x5ATvH0ufTY3pxGTR_lX0-us9ok29lFzvEtVcL9v7Anl5GdUtyF-EhAPoDP5LqiYW7bFyaOvWCzXqyOAgiF3Mnw4en7goSin6XiJKi4zZkkGqRgIFjvGpI-g8c/s400/100_0785.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>#2 . . . My couch.</div><div> </div><div>Much like Tanya, I have an issue with my couch. Because of the size of the room, Andy and I bought a sectional. Bummer - we didn't get the kind where we could break apart. So, it is one big massive couch and it makes the room look closed in. Also, just like Tanya, I HATE that the first thing you see when you walk in the door is the couch. Sooo... I want a new couch. I am in the process of trying to find a good deal and selling ours. Any suggestions on furniture arrangement, however? I'd love a sofa and a chair and a half, but worried I won't have room for both.</div><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq7JcCS6PC2MhCp5Cji0z4MipRl451tEU0lt2Ja7KSeT0BEkmxSaV6TtMZ7zkd9K1keeKnUBC3AOFRqfz6MqIpvJWgShwlFjGUoiZXZSHV1u4gliOKt8_3nRVE78pu5bSZ1GwusiBfocc/s1600/100_0782.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462706541754984162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq7JcCS6PC2MhCp5Cji0z4MipRl451tEU0lt2Ja7KSeT0BEkmxSaV6TtMZ7zkd9K1keeKnUBC3AOFRqfz6MqIpvJWgShwlFjGUoiZXZSHV1u4gliOKt8_3nRVE78pu5bSZ1GwusiBfocc/s400/100_0782.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>#3 . . . My couch (again).<br /><br /><div>Until I get rid of this couch, I need any advice possible on the pillows. Our unruley dogs always sit on the cushions and they are all mashed down and misshapen now! They have that green stuff inside them. To top it all off, they are velcro, so they fall down all the time! How can I get them full again, and how can I get them to STAY on the velcro - besides the obvious, get the dogs to act right? Even when someone sits down, if they sit the right way, you hear a loud screeecch as the velcro separates. UGH! Don't ever buy a couch like this one, FYI :)</div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfRMBdrN7XMByRFVAiyzMEo1Cm8ZSuAFJ_g58HjaD4JtiHO1UaDCaIktelrSK3oWuWt1v5HtYdTrSIlzULREoXNdHjOwcKc1X74Z1H7JbSbE0NwKrk-1powqLH-dP0_TNjM0yYRnYsxTI/s1600/100_0791.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462706573414410898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfRMBdrN7XMByRFVAiyzMEo1Cm8ZSuAFJ_g58HjaD4JtiHO1UaDCaIktelrSK3oWuWt1v5HtYdTrSIlzULREoXNdHjOwcKc1X74Z1H7JbSbE0NwKrk-1powqLH-dP0_TNjM0yYRnYsxTI/s400/100_0791.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><div>Any advice would be greatly appreciated :) And just for fun...</div><br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href="><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462706579268292194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaoSLdp-Ngr_O49VixdiI2SV17vmxyXj2pQzyXi1MpxKap_L1MAwwJewToHOq4NiPXg0QBHSE-qc6YNXjzN-epUGGWfFitFPFNBJkwn-IqfcYXBSC3yz1snZQWSTvLyrWkIJPtgxw9kAc/s400/100_0792.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Proverbs 18:24</div><div> "A man that hath friends must shew himself friendly: and there is a friend that sticketh closer than a brother."<br /><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/98/70E931A3DDDBC17138116D0A35AEA4BD.png" /></a></div></div></div></div>Danyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01282817525035827185noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5592126191708957736.post-42384553207501295372010-04-15T16:46:00.005-05:002010-04-15T17:37:02.967-05:00Emory's HavenSo I have been waiting and waiting and waiting for the right time to take final pictures of Emory's nursery and post them for my friends to see. I secretly have wanted to post them on Rate My Space because I'm nerdy like that! haha! Anyway - I have never been able to get pictures because I've been waiting to put up pictures, etc., and waiting on my busy hubby to finish a few projects. Well, I was finally ready to take pictures and the pipe burst in her closet.<br /><br />So, I'm just biting the bullet (is that the right term?) and posting pictures. There is usually a nice white, comfy rug on the floor but, alas, it was flooded out. Good news - insurance is going to buy me a new one (BONUS! I was wanting a new one anyway since the dogs had rolled in the dirt and had a party on her rug!). So, I am waiting for that. But, here are a few pictures of Emory's safe haven. FYI - the room is SUPER small, so I really had to crunch it all in without making it look crammed!<br /><br /><br />Here is a picture of her crib and the built-ins that Andy built. The crib is a Stanley Young America. I KNOW! Super nice and, yes, super expensive. Too bad I found it on Craig's List for way cheap!! I was so excited! Emory's Shabby Chic bedding is from Target, which is most likely my favorite store! (And yes - that is her playing in the crib!).<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460488243339789714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWSopTNdHODKdf6y1YzFWa2hiZ8yZ_CwhmsNBAc4kfjUaLIQJRG1SlPx-qXM0XguEHaMUCuh55Je8W6vJiO92ooGQ2oFMZVfYcjhKXU-H73Gov0tIKbOtzLpVoYLenujB6oxzEVDvk9hk/s400/100_0764.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><br />I really wanted a big comfy chair/glider but space (and funds) would not allow that. Instead, I found this glider for FREE on Freecycle. If you've never heard of Freecycle, it's a great program that you join and people post things they want or want to get rid of - all for FREE. The point is to keep the stuff out of landfills. This glider was originally oak and had a minor defect. The cushions were also disgusting, but Andy painted the glider and Grandma Alice made us new cushions!<br /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460488292470528978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRKDbEESVsFtOlwSKI9WubxSYGnUvpfU_IWNLYvR4P-dRrr9Lj3Wm3_w_d6Xn6Q1fLXZRUr_3rnddcxQTjUvpJRszjZ_laNazrATU12eBfA_h2spTmGOgBmSWJEfh9dJ4JO1ZTaJwolg8/s400/100_0767.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br />This is one built in. I tried to fill the shelves with things that were special to me. You will see pictures of our family and a picture of my Grandma and Grandpa on their wedding day. My Grandpa was an American soldier who found my Grandma in England and swept her away to the states. There are also a few knickknacks that were passed down to me from my mom! And don't forget the wicker baskets. This room is so small that I had to have some storage somewhere other than the closet since we can only fit a small dresser/changing table.<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460488270182753106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg04tdMQ9nnP0CNRkN43-utAFpc3SnAUf20Wr0QjaXgVO5fAB_-8tkOeVgOzkSdgrpZe1qeg7VQ0bYCAOI3mHmIO89Gxs2noB6VavHl7t8C5SJ1Yh9nZ3aJzNBgCRWNHd0vrLimpG5pVVY/s400/100_0766.JPG" border="0" /><br />This is the shelving on the right side of the crib.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460488262565155090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg40NAQglx71xPFx0tE7SY_XEXWh1ywvXSdr95zYRK2fdqqGwFdhlyDL3xlOaE4L5uiBl9CguBe6kWUZEB4w8VjCOr4oKEIOpxPNLy0teGU4FG5fVyZijDky0Lt57-tTQo1kvU5hnfdR6M/s400/100_0765.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><br />This is one of my favorite things in the room. This mobile was made by Andy's friend Chelsea, who also made us a beautiful blanket made of the same fabric the birds are made of. This is such a beautiful touch and I love it!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460488280756412194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg61-v4rsn25loSlDWZTHcmRcBuVLou4IHeOfF2vQg5MpzJaOml6JQdWrsUbgU5790O1ne6ZeegNtPhvdkCeHTOysMn8GWeOK-_sgmtrEWmU_ebJbrLwM0TQUsWV6f9Z30dnYp4zcmwW6A/s400/100_0768.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p>Andy rags me so much about this chandelier. He did NOT want to take the fan out! But when I found out I was having a girl, I wanted a girly room! I found this chandelier at Hobby Lobby on sale for $25! We put a brighter light bulb in and it works great!</p><p></p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460489065758611362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ-u6D0kMQepcwCOoU1RkR_0JvNtdxn1MKBynjyDX882tCu9oOTRuPWPXT8koI5egdtYwmySEQsS6092gAcbNfQbb0aSGcjJ7_3KX649brfTlmUb_DqQ6S22FN2qPAkuldpzw5QTx4O0I/s400/100_0781.JPG" border="0" /></p><p>My dear friend painted this picture for Emory's room. He asked me what my favorite childhood book was and I told him <strong>The Velveteen Rabbit</strong>. This is just so special to me and I hope it will always hang somewhere in our house!</p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460489060681628194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBz4zQDIYtySatwUlvOQmhtMlkQAxztTEjDqH6L9hFwjvATYvW5w5vOI_z4kKPUWvtne4P8MS1mnmTupdHsYNZXkry2zbTnbs-fIS7V5Tp9V7CLt4Kj3p5d-txcSSlNM3IeUa7sHLmF1Y/s400/100_0770.JPG" border="0" /></p><p>So, I never use this camera anymore since Andy got his nice Canon and when I turned it on to upload these pictures I found this picture of Emory! She was so tiny here - only like 7 weeks old! I can't believe how little she is here - although some people may not think she was so little compared to other babies since she was almost 9 lbs at birth!</p><p></p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460489050467041282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDKAQEsMPrqVtvFphebwBZ-VtgAepNXV6b35RAFXaE097gshaL-D-QqAjQ19YH7h_87k2jhu2aaH1BCzDAXOwYVvDRfUGZ8m5fKenbvgF-uuFKEVok0L_7EynGEVbqHCBwPTThw377yXs/s400/100_0761.JPG" border="0" /></p><p>That's all the pictures I have for now. Hopefully I'll find a new rug soon and I'm working on a couple of projects to hang on the wall! </p><p>Psalm 28:7</p><p>"The LORD is my strength and my shield; My heart trusted in Him, and I am helped;Therefore my heart greatly rejoices,And with my song I will praise Him."</p><p><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/98/70E931A3DDDBC17138116D0A35AEA4BD.png" /></a></p>Danyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01282817525035827185noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5592126191708957736.post-30361162262069264762010-04-14T22:07:00.004-05:002010-04-14T22:40:07.309-05:00DiShInG iT!I think my friend <a href="http://froufroubritches.blogspot.com/">Tanya </a>has such cute posts, and today she has participated in <a href="http://serenitynow4amanda.blogspot.com/2010/04/dont-you-want-to-be-dishing-it-with-me.html">Serenity Now's </a>Dishing It! party. I thought I would play along! This week is all about BLOGS.<br /><div></div><br /><div>I have been blogging since 7/08. WOW. I actually had to look back and find that date and I really had no clue I had been blogging that long! It's amazing how time flies - and even MORE amazing what happens when you have a baby and your memory goes to pOt!</div><br /><div></div><div>I started blogging initially to have somewhere to express my thoughts - a creative outlet mind you - and at the time intended it to be geared towards my work as a Registered Dietitian. I have so many hilarious, crazy, and sometimes even slightly scary stories from being an RD and dealing with parents. </div><br /><div></div><div>"He has caffeine headaches if he doesn't drink his sweet tea. He's been drinking it ever since he was a baby and I would put it in his bottle."</div><br /><div></div><div>So, I thought I'd start a blog to get out my frustrations but it pretty quickly took another turn when I got pregnant. After that it turned into a MOMMY blog...and I had NO idea I would ever have a mommy blog! I enjoy reading mommy blogs, however, and let's face it...once you have a kid, there is nothing more fun to talk about ;)</div><br /><div></div><div>My blog's title...</div><br /><div></div><div>Sigh. ... (Revert back to previous post)...<revert></div><br /><div></div><div>Basically my title is me trying to say - these are my thoughts on paper people! I am not the type of person to be loud or overly outgoing, but I <em>love</em> to write, and I love to write in COLOR, or OUT LOUD - meaning letting people know my true thoughts and feelings ... well, you get it.<br /></div><div></div><div>My favorite thing about blogging is that I can sit down and let go. I try to contain myself and sometimes but I really enjoy letting my thoughts flow. I also enjoy reading other's blogs, getting good home ideas, seeing their cute designs, and thinking about re-designing my own (obviously, it needs a makeover). Basically, I enjoy having this online journal that will be here for years to come, where I can look back and think <em>wow</em> - I remember that now! I also love getting spiritual inspiration from others. There are a few women out there that I enjoy following and they really inspire me to try to become a better person. After all - friends (whether they are close friends or mere blog acquaintances) should always give you some type of positive inspiration...right?</div><br /><div></div><div>If I could have one famous person become an avid reader of my blog...probably Candice Olsen from HGTV's Divine Design. I just love her! In an ideal world, she would post decorating tips or even come over for dinner and while she was here, just happen to drop off some of her designs that she was discontinuing. haha! Dream on! I would love to have her sit in my living room and pick her brain regarding how to arrange my long and narrow room with a corner fireplace! She can make a shack look like a palace.</div><br /><div></div><div>I actually can't remember any overly funny comments that I have received, but I haven't really been all that public with this blog and haven't received a whole lot of random readers. Most of my followers are just close friends that put up with my ranting and most likely just enjoy seeing baby pictures :) But I'm okay with that!</div><br /><div></div><div>And that is my first DISHING IT! </div><br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460201805097814562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7gZ0nnykfYxKD1Y4wZ2xV95ISsHxkIiIp-g4lc431W6XHxJGm4q8r-Rd4D0OhjWuMRatzrQD1CqKYinC_V_Lg3PXlds064za9rgRdnVGQtGTqQGrPoCJvJjyU27uHHMbH6gK1i8yON6M/s400/IMG_4743.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Proverbs 27:17 NIV</div><br /><div>"As iron sharpens iron, so one man sharpens another."</div><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/98/70E931A3DDDBC17138116D0A35AEA4BD.png" /></a></div>Danyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01282817525035827185noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5592126191708957736.post-77800055313473935862010-04-08T17:12:00.004-05:002010-04-08T17:50:08.538-05:00Getting To Know You...My friend <a href="http://www.blogger.com/froufroubritches.blogspot.com">Tanya </a>has hosted a Getting To You Know question on her blog, so I thought I'd join in on the fun. The question was: What did you want to be when you grew up? Well...I'm a little sentimental talking about it. For as long as I can remember, I wanted to be a writer. Not just a writer...but a great author. As a child, I wrote short stories and poems. As an adolescent, I wrote DRAMATIC poetry and longer stories, about love and loss and death...all things I thought I knew all about but really had no clue! haha! As a young adult, I wrote skilled papers in my College Comp 1 and 2 class. I remember my teacher writing on my paper "You will be a great writer one day." Did I ever cling to that thought. It was my dream. She had written on another paper that I should major in journalism - but if you know me, you know I am not a risk taker, and journalism is a risky business.<br /><br />I still love to write and dream about writing a novel one day. I start novels and get about 2 pages into them and then just can't pull it all together. I lose confidence in my abilities and start to wonder what I am doing and why I'm even trying it. Then I thought, perhaps I could write a children's book. YES! That's it! A children's book! I drew out my characters and thought of a great idea to write about and then thought I'd better Google search the topic to see what my competition was. Low and behold, another woman had previously had the EXACT same idea as I did and had a successful line of books out on the same topic. Sigh...<br /><br />So, I pretty much gave up. I mean...<em>pretty</em> much. Every once in awhile I get the idea again and think...that would make a GREAT storyline. (Tanya - maybe I can write a great play one day and you can star in it?! lol!)<br /><br /><div><div></div><div>Somehow, I knew I wanted to be a dietitian when I went to college. Don't ask me how I arrived at that decision and what research I had done on the topic. I just remember already having a major when I registered my Freshman year at UCA. I finished college super early (in three years), got accepted into the UCA Dietetic Internship/Masters program, finished my Masters degree and Internship the next August, and shortly thereafter passed my exam and became a Registered Dietitian. I took the job that I have right out of college and MAN! was I clueless! After 3 1/2 years of working with children with special needs, I still don't feel like I have a clue sometimes!</div><br /><div>Being a dietitian is not all what I thought it would be. Sometimes, or I guess a lot of the time, I question this decision I have made. I love nutrition. I think the human body is fascinating and the role that food and nutrients play in the body is just amazing to me. However, there are so many things I struggle with, especially working in the population that I work in. A lot of my time is spent doing countless evaluations (I have to follow roughly 400 children), making menus, reading food labels, and counseling parents. I love doing some of it, but some of it I detest - like meeting with a parent because their child is obese. What do you say to a parent of a 95 pound 4 year old who looks you right in the eye and says, "But she's not overweight, look how tall she is! She is just going to be a big girl." ...</div><br /><div>Many times I feel like I do no good in my job, and other times I feel like I really help people. But I guess that's the way many jobs are. About a year and a half ago I finally decided to go back to school. My husband was in school full time and I would come home and just lay on the couch - this was before I had a blog - and was just <em>bored.</em> So I decided to go back to school for my MBA, and in December I finished my MBA with emphasis in Health Care Management.</div><br /><div>So now what? I'm still in the same position for the same company. I guess my ultimate goal is to work as an Office Manager for a medical clinic of some sort, but am trusting God to lead me in the direction that I need to go. I would also love to be at home 1 or 2 days a week with my baby girl.</div><br /><br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457902425594393698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQjg6ztxM7QgvITQfBgLCuKTf4XRSK-xkvEkhsiQBSdekKwXlpDEHpMZqYsxJUltA__1XfAHuT7IisUlr8ZNLW5vJb0wlpN_wn2cXMlYEmYwB3f7MrAU-Tfi75bUc4jsjPbB2h2IeioFM/s400/IMG_4040.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><div>I get disappointed sometimes, I have ups and downs, I think that I don't want to leave my company because of all the great people I work with and sweet children, and then ultimately I just have to hang it all up and let God lead me. </div><div> </div><div>So that is probably 1000 times more than what you wanted to know...but there you have it!</div><br /><div></div><div>Phil. 4:6 NIV</div><div>"Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God."<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/98/70E931A3DDDBC17138116D0A35AEA4BD.png" /></a></div><em></em></div>Danyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01282817525035827185noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5592126191708957736.post-27707370263282474882010-04-05T20:03:00.003-05:002010-04-05T20:23:29.903-05:00Sweet SpringEaster weekend has come and gone and my little girl continues to grow so fast. I can't believe the weeks are flying by as fast as they are. I guess working full time really helps the time go by. <br /><br />This weekend was so good. I really look forward to the weekends now because I know that I will be able to spend time with my husband, daughter, and family. Not to mention dinner with my family on Friday nights and lunch with my sister, mom, and grandma on Saturdays. I just love these two "traditions" we have and look forward to them EVERY week!<br /><br />Friday I left work a little early and met Andy and my sister and her boys at the zoo at 3:30. She watches Em on Fridays so she had all three kids in her backseat! Talk about a lot of carseats! The zoo was a lot of fun. I haven't been there in years so it was neat seeing the changes that they are making. The boys had a lot of fun and Andy got some great pictures! <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPow32U8daUuvQ5l3qY8g2hiWlblTmAesFV_UAgf4aDwZu0soRzc6lrBIx0ImLlxFPBBn7TfK3sEvbXtCRgs117bA-Jrwbsonb3zA62IAzl2EAGPAuX_bxA4DDQ3YiuqJvrb_7gJSEMgE/s1600/tiger.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPow32U8daUuvQ5l3qY8g2hiWlblTmAesFV_UAgf4aDwZu0soRzc6lrBIx0ImLlxFPBBn7TfK3sEvbXtCRgs117bA-Jrwbsonb3zA62IAzl2EAGPAuX_bxA4DDQ3YiuqJvrb_7gJSEMgE/s400/tiger.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456825654754497538" /></a><br /><br />Jude had lots of fun running around!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_WinFOVv7UWdBcnD-jZfkANu_bFWsFG1q3uUfeVr4CRIuga_jztGJMnQ8VKgwWrmfhaXfbN-eylhEtb5LJCVCl2UREQcdCOFUCX9xmVULzzKiGVmbpg1YJ_BTBQFyRtt0xf1j-1GF9NU/s1600/jude.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_WinFOVv7UWdBcnD-jZfkANu_bFWsFG1q3uUfeVr4CRIuga_jztGJMnQ8VKgwWrmfhaXfbN-eylhEtb5LJCVCl2UREQcdCOFUCX9xmVULzzKiGVmbpg1YJ_BTBQFyRtt0xf1j-1GF9NU/s400/jude.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456825662358705122" /></a><br /><br />My baby girl and I...<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWKMkzjHl4NVcXRlJ404TKU8bTmT-vOrcOuweq693a2ffyusei9hgyXalcy3VH8YQN89YPJeJiXlcj_P9qD2Gnek17VcEEXmUvMmGsxO3C9YjTH-X8y5y-EFJD5mRsmX1YsxlWeCmX45s/s1600/zoo.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWKMkzjHl4NVcXRlJ404TKU8bTmT-vOrcOuweq693a2ffyusei9hgyXalcy3VH8YQN89YPJeJiXlcj_P9qD2Gnek17VcEEXmUvMmGsxO3C9YjTH-X8y5y-EFJD5mRsmX1YsxlWeCmX45s/s400/zoo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456825645554432146" /></a><br /><br />About halfway through, she got soooo sleepy and fell asleep in her stroller. We then met mom and Ryan at Cactus Jack's for dinner and headed home for the night. Saturday I woke up early (as is the norm with a little one) and Andy and I decided to take Emory to see MaMaw (Andy's grandmother). It's hard to get out to see her because we are so busy, but we had a great visit and MaMaw was so happy to see her!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIppzU-4NoTBZOtuzmC55xb46d05j9vg8LlQ5HR9Lr0mya_lDJBHEzau8B0hboNsXUhuCnPAop_JnNVeBbOsTkqGm6CqkuGLxo9dS07nY-n_TUY2jr5lsZgv4XQ4uRjIND4CsbtGw017U/s1600/mamaw2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIppzU-4NoTBZOtuzmC55xb46d05j9vg8LlQ5HR9Lr0mya_lDJBHEzau8B0hboNsXUhuCnPAop_JnNVeBbOsTkqGm6CqkuGLxo9dS07nY-n_TUY2jr5lsZgv4XQ4uRjIND4CsbtGw017U/s400/mamaw2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456825687202831298" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7fF4XiT4w9Ko7nM_v3SVHrXxvoN0e9vourFAhqOmRjhYornyjm8zBYb-Ymv_RhEttln70g90QE0_VXfBUJTbARPU8Wa1dZhb8dWRTcicDzhgirh2zTq5EctwM8hI-EGPDcdhVxpp6tYI/s1600/mamaw1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7fF4XiT4w9Ko7nM_v3SVHrXxvoN0e9vourFAhqOmRjhYornyjm8zBYb-Ymv_RhEttln70g90QE0_VXfBUJTbARPU8Wa1dZhb8dWRTcicDzhgirh2zTq5EctwM8hI-EGPDcdhVxpp6tYI/s400/mamaw1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456825671991709266" /></a><br /><br />I did a little bit of shopping and went to lunch with the family and Andy and I spent a quiet night at home, grilling hamburgers and hanging out together as a family.<br /><br />What's weird is that I woke up at exactly 6:52 on Sunday morning, which was sunrise on Easter. I thought that was a little uncanny. Our family got ready and went to Sunday school. For those of you that don't know my specific beliefs, we don't really celebrate Easter or Christmas per se for many different reasons. One major reason is because we celebrate Christ's birth and death every Sunday when we take memorials (communion). So, the day was not necessarily anything extra special for us, but every day that we are able to praise God and what He gave to us is special - which hopefully is EVERY day!<br /><br />This weekend I have really been hit with so many emotions. I don't know if it's hormones or what, but I am really overwhelmed by such thankfulness as well as worry and anxiety. I guess I never knew I could love someone so much, and the thought of anything happening to her is frightening. I have spent a lot of time in prayer lately but feel that I need something more. I'm still finding my way in this area. <br /><br />I hope everyone has had a wonderful weekend full of family, friends, and most of all...FAITH! <br /><br />II Corinthians 5:14-15<br />"For Christ's love compels us, because we are convinced that one died for all, and therefore all died. And he died for all, that those who live should no longer live for themselves but for him who died for them and was raised again."<br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/98/70E931A3DDDBC17138116D0A35AEA4BD.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/></a>Danyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01282817525035827185noreply@blogger.com0