tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42938428076442491292024-02-06T23:05:40.633-06:00Our Little Colony of BeasUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger178125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4293842807644249129.post-74187593352894314932014-03-10T16:22:00.001-05:002014-03-10T16:22:32.611-05:00InfertilityThe other day I was thinking about infertility and how so many people I know are affected by it. I was thinking about my own struggle with it and how for me a simple thing ended years of the pain of infertility. There are such wonderful people out there who have inspirational blogs that are amazing and I would never claim to have one of those because lets face it......I don't. But I do have a story and I thought that maybe....just maybe, it could help even one person end their long wait for a child.... Maybe it will just end in a bunch of rambling that you have to endure but even if it is I feel the desire and the need to share. So here it is.<br />
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Growing up all I ever wanted to be was a mother. You always assume growing up that you will marry and have children. No problems. That's just the way it works right? Not so much. We were married in 2005 and no babies came. For awhile that was ok. Then as time went on it went from worry to such pain. I remember wanting so badly to be happy for people who I found out were pregnant but it was so hard. It wasn't so much that I wasn't happy for them but just that it made me so much sadder for me. I was jealous. Sometimes wondering why some people (sometimes people who it seemed didn't even deserve it....yes, I know. Judgmental. Horrible of me right?) were blessed this way while I struggled.<br />
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There were happy times. I'm not saying that my life was horrible the 5 years I struggled with infertility but it seemed to always be there hanging over my head. The one big thing that seemed to be denied to me. Mother's Day. I HATED Mother's Day. I remember one Mother's Day Jason had to work so I was at church by myself. I was sitting near the front in a side pew by the wall. At the end of church they had the mother's stand to give them a gift and I cried. I cried and I cried and I cried. I wanted so badly to run from the room and wallow in my heartbreak but I was blocked in the pew by a young pregnant mother with 2 small children......... yeah. <br />
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So instead of pushing past them and walking to the back of the room passing every person in the building I sat there trying (probably in vain) to hide the fact that I was so miserable. After that year I did notice that they started asking for all Relief Society sisters (women 18 and up) to stand instead of saying mothers. I don't know that I was the reason for the change in the wording, although I'm sure the situation was probably brought up, but I was thankful for that change. It still wasn't an easy holiday but it did help a tiny bit.<br />
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I remember crying my heart out more then once saying that if God was waiting for me to be ok with it, I never would be. And I meant it. As the years passed an amazing thing happened. I was still sad and worried I would never have children but I got to where I could be happy for people again. That felt good!<br />
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I have Poly-cystic Ovarian Syndrome. I had never heard of it until I was married. I think it's probably a lot more common in the world today then we even know. My sister Karen has it too and had started taking Metformin. It is a blood sugar medication that is usually for patients with diabetes but many with PCOS have an insulin resistance so it can be prescribed to help lessen the symptoms of PCOS. One day I got a call from her saying she was pregnant and that I should try Metformin. Without her telling me that I never would have known it even existed.<br />
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It took a little while before I talked to the doctor about it and then even after I was on it, it took quite awhile but then one day in July of 2010 I wasn't feeling quite right and decided to take a $ store test because let's face it....I was sick to death of spending money on tests that were always negative. I looked down and saw one line and got a little teary and then I looked back down and there was a very faint second line.........I bought a Clearblue easy test. I wasn't about to trust some lines. I needed to see the words. PREGNANT. <br />
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In my imaginations I always assumed I would dramatically fall to my knees crying happy tears of joy. Giving my thanks to my Heavenly Father. Oh, I cried. I covered my face with my hands and cried repeating "Please let it be true. Please let it be true" over and over. I was so scared that it wasn't true or that something would be wrong (I had a lot of cramping). But, it was true! Noah was born in March 2011. A few months after he turned one I went back on Metformin expecting it to take awhile. A few months later....PREGNANT. Sawyer was born in May 2013. <br />
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I called a friend of mine when I found out I was pregnant with Sawyer who has also suffered years of infertility. She had tried Metformin for a little while in the past but had a minor side effects and had stopped taking it. I called her and told her she needed to go back on it. She did and got a time release pill instead which cured the side effect. She now has a beautiful 4 month old baby boy.<br />
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I'm not saying that Metformin is a cure-all. It may not work for every person because every person's body and problems are not the same but I do know one thing for sure. I am 100% certain that that medication allowed my body to finally work in a way that allowed me to have my children. I am so grateful for it, I'm grateful for my sister who recommended it, and I am most grateful to my Heavenly Father who inspired men to create the medicine and who has always been there for me.<br />
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I was thinking about my story and all of those who suffer with the same pain and even though it makes me feel kind of vulnerable sharing such personal information with the world I started to think that if just one person with similar medical issues reads this, talks to their doctor, feels right about it and is finally able to get their babies then it was worth sharing. I just felt strongly that maybe there is someone out there this may help....and I so hope that it does. :)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4293842807644249129.post-21486060758700094532012-12-20T15:00:00.002-06:002012-12-20T15:00:13.741-06:00New post just for you....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
I have been doing so much better at blogging more often but it's been a week so I'd better get one posted while Noah sleeps.</div>
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Several days ago Jason's mom took Noah and I (and Serena and Issac were there too) to the Mexican restaurant. This is how it went down.</div>
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Noah likes the cheese sauce. But seriously who doesn't. Shoot now I want some of their cheese sauce soooo bad. Anyway, Serena put a little on his plate so he could dip some chips in it, which he did. Then we looked over and he was licking the plate. It was hilarious.</div>
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I know it looks a bit like snot but it's not. It's cheese sauce. :)</div>
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When the bowl had just a little left she gave it to him and in went his face. </div>
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Seriously I want that cheese sauce.</div>
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I put Noah's Elmo doll in the Ninja Turtle van (used to be Jason's when he was little) once and now he puts him in there all the time and drives him around.</div>
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I have been wanting to do Christmas crafts but I don't have any crafting supplies or anyone to do them with so Noah and I colored. I drew some Christmas pictures and Noah made pretty lines and squiggles and took some bites out of the crayons.</div>
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Here are Noah's newest tree ornaments. They never stay in the tree long but it's super cute. Here is one of his books</div>
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and a toy giraffe that came with the zoo he got from Santa last Christmas.</div>
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Yesterday was Jason's grandma's 84th bday. We went over last night and spent some time with her, played games, and ate yummy food. Jason's aunt and uncle and 2 of his cousins had come to visit for the occation. It was a lot of fun. We sure love spending time with our family.</div>
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Today Noah is 21 months old. I can't believe he is only 3 months away from being 2. That's unbelievable. I also can't believe that Christmas is so soon. This month has gone way to fast for me.</div>
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We had yet another ultrasound yesterday. Still definatly a boy and he looks healthy and adorable. He's already a whopping 8 ounces.</div>
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Last night we went to our church Christmas party. We had dinner and then there was a talent show. Then......Santa came. Last year Noah surprised us and didn't cry but I was just sure he would cry this year. Not so. Jason put him down by Santa and when Santa reached his arms down for him Noah put his arms up and went to him willingly. I was amazed and so happy.</div>
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It cracks me up that he sat on the arm of the chair.</div>
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He looks so adorable. He was really interested in Santa and was really excited to see him.</div>
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He isn't crying here. After he got his little treat bag he made this really cheesy, silly, fake grin. It was pretty hilarious.</div>
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We had a great time at the Christmas party and it was so much fun to see Noah with Santa.</div>
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This morning Noah was really sleepy and whiney. I put on an episode of Sesame Street Old School (Noah loves it) and then when I looked in at him this is what I saw. So adorable. After a little while he had moved down a bit and his head was on the couch. I wondered if he would fall asleep but then he sensed me so he sat up. Just as well. Don't want to ruin his afternoon nap (now). I look forward to naptime. :) </div>
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Noah hates being in the car for more than maybe 30 minutes but we could get him distracted sometimes with his favorite books. He loves to read.</div>
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Finally at the Beasleys and as you can see Noah took some interest this time in ripping of the wrapping paper.</div>
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He got this Mickey Mouse book, LOL Elmo, a little train and some candy. He was so happy. Thanks Roger and Christine!</div>
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All the kids (including the big kids) went outside and played.</div>
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Noah ran around (he loves outside) while all the bigger kids and adult kids played tag. Now this wasn't just tag as you may remember. They of course got rubber balls involved where they threw them at each other...hard. Oh those Beasley children. :) Gamers to the max. This is Jason and our nephew Ashton (8).</div>
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Then they started playing badminton. Noah finally found an abandoned raquet. He was so thrilled. Jason, Noah, and Jason's sister Serena.</div>
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Noah got to stay in his first hotel (thanks Liz and Dave)! He did pretty good. He woke up once in the night and I held him for a few minutes and then he stood back up. I told him to lay down and go to sleep and he actually did. It took him a while to fall back asleep and he did a little whining but I was impressed. He was pretty impressed with the hotel. He ran around, took a bath, ran around in a diaper and read books.</div>
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Then he opened the drawers and kept turning the tv on and off. What joys!</div>
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In the morning on the way back to Jason's dads Noah got to eat his first cinnamon roll (not homeade unfortunatly). He really liked it and he looked super adorable eating it.</div>
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Such a cutie.</div>
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We spent a little time there in the morning and then we headed off to Laura's to pick up Tessa. Noah did a little bit of sleeping</div>
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We had a good trip (although we all would have liked less of a drive - Noah isn't that pleasant for long car rides). It was good to spend time with family!</div>
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That we are having another boy! No name yet. We didn't get Noah named until the morning after he was born so don't hold your breath that we'll get this one named anytime soon. :) He looked healthy and even waved to us. He's nice like that. </div>
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Stand back a little kiddo. </div>
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He was cracking me up pressing his face on the open glass front to the entertainment center. I kept trying to get one with his nose smashed onto it but he moved too fast.</div>
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Spending a morning with his Mommy, a banana bread muffin, and Christmas cartoons. Couldn't get much better.</div>
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Noah loves to read. Loves it. I love when he brings me books or when I look over and he is looking at books on his own. One day I was reading him a book that he doesn't really care for. Halfway through he closed it, got down, went over and picked up another book, turned it over to look at the cover, nodded his head yes and then brought it to me. So cute.</div>
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He has started lining up some of his foods lately before eating them. It's pretty adorable.</div>
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Tonight we went downtown where they had a short "train ride" in town. We waited in line and everytime the "train" passed Noah got so excited and would wave and wave. When it passed he would stretch out his arm, open and close his little fingers and say, "more, more".</div>
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Here's the "train". He loves trains and lights...win win.</div>
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The "train" passing by.</div>
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Waving.</div>
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Complete with Santa. During the ride he kept waving back to him. He had such a great time. After we had our ride we let him walk between us holding one of our hands each (the only way he won't try and run off by himself). He was having a blast. Until of coure he saw the car. Then when I tried to put him in the car he threw himself to the ground and cried. Poor guy. We did have a great time. It must be hard to be little and not understand why we can't keep doing things (it was almost bedtime).</div>
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Last Wednesday we decided to put up our Christmas tree. Noah was really excited. He really loves all the lights. He loves to look at the Christmas lights on the houses in town. He loves Christmas. That's my boy.</div>
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He looks so stinking adorable kneeling there.</div>
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Watching the tree's progress!</div>
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Being a helper and fanning out the branches.</div>
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He tried to copy what we were doing. This is him fanning out the branches. I love that kid.</div>
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Can you tell he's excited. I could only get him half dressed.</div>
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Admiring his work. :)</div>
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He sometimes puts his toys in the tree. </div>
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Mr. Potato Head pieces.</div>
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His ball.</div>
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Seriously adore this boy!</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4293842807644249129.post-91204237709678845892012-12-07T23:06:00.001-06:002012-12-07T23:06:19.882-06:00Noah's first haircut<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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We have a really hard time getting Noah to go to nursery at church. He cries hysterically. This particular week they got him to go in for about an hour so they took a picture to show he was doing okay.....as long as my friend Brook was sitting right next to him apparantly. Too bad it's not her actual calling. :)</div>
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Here's my little guy playing with his toys on the windowsill. I love this picture. He looks so adorable. However, you will have noticed he really needed to get his first haircut. I kept putting it off. My baby would look older.....but it was needed....badly. So I took him to Brook's house and she cut his hair. Thanks Brook!</div>
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He was not a fan.</div>
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I still haven't got a really good picture of it but here is a picture of him waking Jason up. You can kind of see it. He looks cute although it's amazing how fast it's growing in already.</div>
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What do you do after a bath. Noah? Gets wrapped in a towel and then runs in to play XBox with Daddy of course. </div>
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Noah loves to get his mesh laundry basket and put it over his head and run around. It's pretty funny to watch him. He gets so excited.</div>
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Every year either the day after Thanksgiving or the Saturday after we get together with Jason's dad, stepmom, Aunt and Uncle and their 3 girls, and Jason's sisters and their families and we have Thanksmas. This year his dad wants us to visit him for Christmas and since his Aunt and Uncle and their family couldn't make the trip we still got together with them on the Saturday after Thanksgiving. Food, presents, and games. Seriously - you have no idea how these Beasley's are about games.</div>
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Noah opening his presents. He got a turtle nightlight that shines stars and an I Spy Christmas book.</div>
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While the Beasleys started up games Jason's Aunt Susan brought out a 100 piece Santa puzzle for the kids. Noah was very interested in it.</div>
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My brother-in-law Kyle and I were the ones who worked on it. Ethan joined in on it. He's actually pretty good at putting together puzzles. I was impressed.</div>
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Here's our masterpiece. </div>
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This is the next morning but I had to put pictures of Noah looking at his I Spy book. He loves it. Loves it.</div>
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Such a little sweetie.</div>
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I gave my talk that morning and it went ok I think. Glad it's over though. :)</div>
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Thanksgiving morning started at a bright and early 6:30 (guess who chose that time).</div>
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We spent the morning up until 10:00 playing and watching A Garfield Thanksgiving.</div>
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I put Noah down for a nap at 10:00 because I wasn't sure how the day would go. He ended up sleeping until 12:00.</div>
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Me and my handsome boy. I meant to have someone take a family picture of us but I forgot.</div>
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Here is the shirt I made for Noah based off of a pinterest post. Thanks again Amy for mailing it (yes I made it at her house on Saturday and then left without it.) Here's the front.</div>
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and here's the back.</div>
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For lunch Noah started out only wanting to eat strawberries (he's a bit obsessed with them) but they eventually ran out and luckily he ate some homeade macaroni and cheese that Jason's mom had made. It really was delicious. Everyone else stuffed themselves with the usual Thanksgiving foods. YUM!</div>
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Then the game nazi (Jason) started up the family games.</div>
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Here is Noah eating a frozen banana pop that Serena made covered in chocolate. </div>
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He really liked them and was covered in chocolate. </div>
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Dinner time. He ate macaroni again. :)</div>
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We made it back home at around 8:00, gave Noah a quick bath, and put him in Christmas jammies he inherited from someone to celebrate the official start of the Christmas season!</div>
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I just want to say how thankful I am for all of my family on both sides. I really love them all and feel so blessed to have such good relationships with everyone.</div>
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This morning Noah decided to "snuggle" with Tessa. He LOVES her.</div>
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With it being officially the Christmas season I really want to start putting up Christmas decorations but I have to write a talk for church on Sunday and so that will just have to wait. I've been putting it off and now since we have "Thanksmas" tomorrow with Jason's Aunt and her family I really only have today to work on it. Am I starting to feel anxiety about it....yep. :)</div>
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I started to brainstorm on paper ideas for my talk but it got confiscated by someone.</div>
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This was Noah's first pumpkin and although he doesn't look thrilled, he really enjoyed it.</div>
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He was really interested in what Jason was doing. He kept grabbing the pumpkin with both hands and pulling it down to look inside.</div>
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Then the town trick or treating was that night so Noah (and Jason) got dressed up. Cute little Kermit.</div>
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We met up with the family and a few friends to go trick or treating together. Here he is with Jason's mom. Our town has a pretty neat set up. You can go door to door but they also have businesses up and down Main Street that sit outside their business and pass out candy. It's pretty crowded but I like it. Makes it a lot safer I think.</div>
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Here's Noah outside the firehouse. He didn't really understand that people were giving him candy (although he does like to eat it) but he loved walking around downtown.</div>
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Jason gutted the pumpkin and I carved it. Jason picked the design. :) We turned the lights off and said, "ooooo" so Noah kept looking at it and saying "oooooo" over and over. </div>
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On Halloween we went to our church Trunk or Treat. Jason wanted Noah to be Thing 2 but we just didn't have the time to get it ready. It would have been pretty cute.</div>
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Jason was in charge of a game at the Trunk or Treat so he did pumpkin bowling. It was a huge hit with all of the kids. They kept getting back in line for it. Our nephew Vincent is there as Thomas the train and I know he's blurry but Ashton is the bowler.</div>
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Noah wouldn't eat at the church (big surprise Mr. Picky) so he didn't eat until we got home. He had a late dinner. He did have a nice little tantrum at the church where he screamed and head butted me. He's getting pretty good at those. But, we had a good Halloween and now we are ready to move to Thanksgiving!</div>
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Okay these are from last year. Noah was 6 months old and we tried on the lobster costume handed down from his cousin Vincent. </div>
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Today I tried the lobster costume on him again since he can still wear a lot of 18 month clothes but unfortunately it is too small this year. The sleeves were way too short, it wouldn't zip all the way and we had to basically force the hood on. No wonder he didn't like it. He kept fussing and trying to rip the dangling things off. </div>
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So the moral of this story is.......my kid is cute, and we have no idea what he is going to be for Halloween. :)</div>
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This isn't a great picture of it but my poor little guy got a mosquito bite under his eye. It's really red, puffy, and swollen. It looks much worse in person but this was the best shot I could get. He moves so fast and I have to use my phone to take pictures since my camera still doesn't have the cable and takes lousy pictures anyway. So most of the pictures I take of him are blurry. :)</div>
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I don't know why the mosquitos go directly to him. I guess he is so sweet and tender. :) He gets bites all the time and he always has an allergic reaction to them. Right now he has the one under his eye, a big one behind his ear, and one on his leg. He was rubbing on his eye and ear so bad I called the doctor's office and asked if Benedryl will help so he's had a dose and seems to not be as itchy.</div>
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Poor little guy fell down the stairs for the first time last night at Jason's sisters house. I guess Jason thought he put the baby gate up alright but it was too wobbly so when he pushed on it down he went. My guy had a hard day yesterday. 3 bites, falling down the stairs, and he got 2 shots. Talk about a bad day! Luckily he is alright and was more scared by the fall then anything.</div>
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A couple days ago we went on a family walk in the nature trail. We like to walk in the nature trail when we can. It's very pretty. Here is Jason and Noah. Noah loves to go on walks. He would not look at the camera because he was so concerned that we turned around to get the picture.</div>
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Noah had his first day of nursery at church on Sunday. He did okay but then again I was in there the whole time. The nursery leader wasn't there so it was only one lady with 5 kids so I stayed to help. He likes to play but the main problem is he is so exhausted by that point. One of the kids knocked him down a few times and so he would start bawling and then true to his nature he would then scream in rage and try to retaliate. Ah, my sensitive, firey boy.</div>
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Today is October 1st. I'm pretty excited about that. Fall!! I've been waiting for it. I've been trying to put up our Halloween decorations today.</div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4293842807644249129.post-62950597816674746102012-09-26T21:00:00.002-05:002012-09-26T21:00:55.169-05:00The unthinkable<span style="font-size: large;">So no pictures to go with this little post. My goal is to post more often. Saturday night my sister Karen and her two little kids (Andrew -3 and Emily - 1) came and stayed with us until Tuesday morning. We did a lot of the regular mom things but we also got to spend time together and do fun things once we got the kids to bed. Not that we didn't have fun with our kiddos. We had so much fun. I am sure she was ready to get home since they had been traveling that whole week before they got to our house but I was not ready for them to leave. I love spending time with my family and wish we could live closer. I can't believe I didn't take any pictures. I tried at one point when Noah and Emily were in Noah's car together but they came out too blurry. </span><br />
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Noah loves condiments. Ranch, ketchup, sour cream, etc. He is a pretty adorable dipper. Here he is dipping cucumbers (no he didn't eat them) in ranch.</div>
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He is growing so fast. He started walking independently at 16 months (he likes to take his time) :), he can say many words including Mama, Dada, Tessa, Ashy (Ashton), down, done, more, no, bottle and milk which are both bop. There are many other words that I think he said but am not entirely sure. </div>
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Noah has started folding his hands for prayer. It is adorable. Now everytime he gets in his high chair (and sometimes other times too) he folds his arms automatically. He is a good example. We end up praying many many more times a day because of this sweet boy.</div>
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Today Noah turned 18 months. I can hardly believe that much time has gone by. We have really been blessed. He is such a joy. Sure he is quite the toddler. He can throw a fit with the best of them but he really is a sweet little boy. He loves animals and babies. He never wants to stop kissing on his 2 months old cousin Issac. Unless of course Issac starts crying and then Noah wants to hit him. </div>
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We went to his 18 month doctor appointment on Tuesday and Noah is 35 inches and 28 pounds (although when I weighed myself today and then weighed myself holding him it was only 26 pounds so I am not sure on that one). He got 2 of his shots and we go back in a few weeks to get the other 2.</div>
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Noah is a really good helper. He likes to clean up messes (in fact he likes to spill some water on his tray so he can clean it up) and he loves to help me unload the dishwasher and hand me clothes from the laundry basket (folded or not folded).</div>
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Peekaboo is one of Noah's favorite things lately. There's nothing cuter then him holding up a pair of his shorts over his eyes to play. He absolutely loves hiding behind the living room curtains. He laughs so hard.</div>
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I keep saying that we need to give Tessa a bath....but then I don't do it. So today I decided it was time. I took Noah outside and put him in his swing while I brushed Tessa.</div>
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He loves to swing.</div>
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And he loved watching Tessa be brushed. Really she did a whole lot better then she usually does when I brush her.</div>
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So then I thought okay surely this will go okay. Noah will watch her take a bath and probably think it is funny. Which he did....for a few minutes. He then proceeded to find the extra rolls of toilet paper. I told him to please not tear it all up. He didn't. A few seconds later I see the whole roll dropped into the bathtub. Doesn't he know that's a precious commodity? :)</div>
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Did I mention that Tessa hates taking baths? Please ignore the tub. I know it needs to be scrubbed. BUT, you can look at the water in the tub. Yeah, she needed a bath.</div>
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Luckily he hasn't learned to open doors yet, although he is sure trying.</div>
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After I rinsed Tessa I was trying to stop Noah from doing something when Tessa jumped out of the tub soaking the floor and me and then proceeded to shake. She ran back and forth in the bathroom and when I finally opened the door she ran out and started rolling her wet body all over the couchs and our bed. I kept chasing her room to room yelling at her to get off. Noah actually thought this part was funny.</div>
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Yes. Lesson learned. I will never (ever) bathe her again while I am home alone with Noah. Case closed.</div>
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Never feed Noah a banana in the living room. No.....never hand him the last little bit of a banana because he will take a few nibbles and then shove the rest in his mouth. He will then proceed to gag on it and try to pull it out of his mouth while you are trying to do the same thing. Then he will fling the mashed up banana and get it all over me and the couch. </div>
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All in all, we've had a pretty good day despite these few things. I sure love that little boy.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4293842807644249129.post-48654773603511383582012-07-11T20:39:00.002-05:002012-07-11T20:46:50.858-05:00A birth, Noah adventures, and a funeral<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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First things first.....this is my newest nephew. Issac Jason born on June 23. Isn't he adorable? We sure love this little guy.<br />
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Noah is getting to be such a busy guy. It is so fun to see him learning new things. He gets so proud of himself when he can do them. He can walk but ....chooses not to I guess. He will walk from Jason to me and back about 4-5 steps but if we aren't playing this "game" then he just crawls....oh well. <br />
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He can now climb. He can even get up on our bed now. These things make me nervous but I am also proud. It helps that he has started getting off of things by going feet first (which doesn't mean I haven't had to catch him a few times). <br />
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Every once and awhile I hear a word....Jason doesn't believe me because he rarely does it again for awhile and they don't sound exactly like the word but he is saying things. I hear it.<br />
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He is still loving a bottle of milk in the morning and evening and occationally mid day (always at church on Sunday). I suppose someday I will have to be tough and take it away but that day is not today. :) <br />
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He LOVES playing with his cousins Ethan and Ashton and luckily they love Noah and play with him often. He is facinated with Issac but is jealous when I hold him and is still learning to be gentle. Before I could stop him he hit Issac in the face......sorry little buddy.<br />
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Noah has picked up some pretty killer dance moves. It is so much fun to watch him dance. Makes me laugh.<br />
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I couldn't figure out where he came up with the new moves though. Then tonight he was watching his Elmocize video that he loves and was dancing to it and I realized that his moves come from their exercises. :) It's pretty adorable. I tried to video him dancing to the video but he of course stopped when I pushed record but here is a clip of the movie that he likes the best. <br />
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Can you see how he picked up those moves? Reminds me of Napoleon Dynamite learning dance moves from the video.<br />
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Sadly, last Monday my brother-in-law Kyle's mother passed away. We are so sorry for your loss Kyle. I knew her a little bit and she was very nice and adored her grandsons. We are so glad she was able to meet Issac before she passed.<br />
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Here is Noah on the way home from the visitation. Notice the pretzels? One in each hand. He was very hungry and very tired......Tired won out.</div>
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Noah and I were able to go to the funeral. It was a beautiful service. When we were leaving the cemetary the funeral director handed out a rose to each person. Noah loved it. He looked so sweet holding it and smelling it.</div>
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Yes.... he took a bite right after I snapped this picture. He made quite the face. Apparantly roses don't taste good.</div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Happy 30th Birthday Jason! I love you!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">That was a message from Noah. I'm pretty sure it says, "Happy Birthday Daddy. I love you! Come play with me non stop." :)</span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4293842807644249129.post-40877486137054415192012-07-01T23:08:00.002-05:002012-07-01T23:15:02.512-05:00Cardinal game<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: large;">Okay before I just give up and never post about our Cardinal game I figured I better just do it. So my sister-in-law Liz gave us Cardinal tickets for my birthday. I love the Cardinals. Let me say that again...I love the Cardinals. :) So on June 16th we headed to St. Louis. Another of my sister-in-law's Serena and her husband Kyle were our babysitters for the day. Thanks guys. Serena was due 6 days later so we are grateful she held off. :)</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Waiting for the game to start. It was a sunny day and SO hot. 94 degrees....although now I'm glad it wasn't 106 like it has been lately.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Liz got us awesome seats. I have never sat so low. I was a little worried that a foul ball would smack me in the face but it was fine. :) We were closer to the field then the pictures look. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Oh we sat next to this lady that was so funny. She was a bit eccentric and made us laugh. She even brought cheese slices to eat. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Last week Jason's sister Serena, her husband Kyle and their 2 boys Ashton - 7 and Ethan - 5 came over for dinner and we watched Mr. Poppers Penguins. While I was cooking I noticed that Ashton was in our "storage room" - </span><span style="font-size: small;">a fancy word for the room we throw anything we aren't using at the time or don't know what to do with</span><span style="font-size: large;"> - I went and checked because I have some of the things organized in there - </span><span style="font-size: small;">like some baby clothes and swing, etc that is going to Serena and Kyle's new baby </span><span style="font-size: large;">- and I wanted to make sure it didn't get spread around. When I went in he told me that he wouldn't touch that stuff. He was just making his office.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Then yesterday we went over to their house so Serena could cut Jason's hair and Ethan had colored this picture for Jason. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">In other news, Serena is being induced at midnight Saturday morning so we should be able to finally see little Issac on Saturday. I'm so excited. We are keeping the boys on Friday night and they are ultra excited about it. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"> The sweet baby of a family we know was born with only half his heart developed. He has had 2 successful open heart surgeries but has now caught an infection. He isn't doing well. He has Acute Respitory Distress Syndrome and his lungs aren't healing due to the damage from the MRSA. His family is organizing a day of prayer for him on Friday (June 22). Please keep sweet little Johnny and his family in your prayers.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">My baby boy is growing up. I love to see all of the changes he makes as he grows. I love to see him learning new things.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">He has learned to duck as he pushes his toy under his high chair. He pushes that toy everywhere and even runs with it. I'm convinced when he finally starts walking on his own he will go from walking to running in a day.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">He loves his old bouncer seat. He kept crawling off into the room it was in to crawl into it and turn the vibration on and off so I finally pulled it out into the living room. He's watching Elmocize. He loves it.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">While we were at the Cardinal game (</span><span style="font-size: x-small;">I'll post on that later</span><span style="font-size: large;">) Jason's sister Serena took Noah and her boys to a children's museum to do a Father's Day craft. Thanks Serena.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Happy Father's Day from Noah!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">On Sundays Noah usually misses his morning nap. It's very hard to get him to sleep at church. This Sunday he kept trying to crawl off and get into everything and would scream...</span><span style="font-size: x-small;">many times in all 3 meetings</span><span style="font-size: large;">...I knew he was tired but seconds after starting the drive home his eyes were rolling and head nodding. This picture was taken just a few minutes after we left. Poor tired boy.....</span>3 more months until nursery (not that it will go smoothly.)</div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Last night I was looking for Tessa before I headed to bed and I couldn't find her. Then I noticed Noah's door was open so I went in to find this.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">So sweet. Protecting her buddy.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">They are good buddies and will be even better buddies once Noah gets a little older and Tessa doesn't have to be on guard so much. :)</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Noah has started walking while only holding onto one of my hands now. I'm so excited. He really wants both hands but will do it one handed every once and awhile.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">He also has started trying to climb. He's been doing that for a few days. He hasn't been able to get up on anything but this morning I was sitting on the futon folding laundry and all of a sudden I noticed Noah up on the futon with me. He was SO proud of himself. He did it a few more times. It's a little lower then other things and he can grab the material to help pull himself up. I am excited about this too although I know it's going to cause a whole new set of problems.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Did I ever tell you that Jason and I met at Institute? No? Well we did. So several months ago we had the missionaries from church over and they asked how we met. So Jason tells them (</span><span style="font-size: small;">by mistake</span><span style="font-size: large;">) that we met at the Institution.......We still joke about that one. Hilarious!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Noah was in the paper today! Well the back of him was. This was while they were making the handprint craft. My nephew Ashton -7, my brother-in-law's sister Vanessa, my sister-in-law Serena, Noah, and my nephew Ethan -5. </span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4293842807644249129.post-53371789774015015772012-06-17T15:09:00.001-05:002012-06-17T15:09:25.156-05:00Happy Father's Day!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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