Sunday, August 28, 2011

Lori's Baby Shower

Entry way shot. Diaper cake. A for Aleena, Basket for game, plate full of goody bags.

Diaper Cake :)
Sign in Book.

Treats!
 Yummy Food.

More Yummy food!

Most of pictures were blurry, my sister was playing with A while in charge of the camera so most pictures are blurry but I came across quite a few of A.
And the Sister :)

Saturday, August 27, 2011

Cabin Trip

Aug 13 & 14 we decided to go up to the cabin with Skyler's brother (his wife & 2 boys, 6 & 1), mother (her husband) Sister (and her 2 1/2 month old baby) I'm glad it was just us that went up. We were only planning on staying the day but everyone was like oh just stay.... so we did. We should have left, I just knew it. The cabin was too hot at night, Abigail got sick. It was ridiculous, but Skyler had fun and that's all that matters. Now here are some pictures!
Enjoying the view together.

Abigail(5 months) & Alaina (2 1/2 months)

Abigail & Alaina again

She sure does love the exersaucers. 

Friday, August 26, 2011

Truth is...

I've been an awful, terrible, horrible, blogger the past 2 weeks now. Life got in the way. Well I should rephrase that, life got wonderful, exciting, busy. The past 2 weeks I've been enjoying life and staying busy. I signed up for ICLW and screwed up. I didn't post. I forgot. Now that all my excuses are out there, I will tell you what I've been up to and what you can plan to see posts about....

Aug 13-14 (there were sched posts these days) I was in the middle of no where in a cabin with my in-laws.
Aug 15 - My friend April flew in from Cali that night so we spent all day cleaning and preparing for the next day.
Aug 16- Our 3 year anniversary, and the day we went through the Temple.
Aug 17- Recovering and I had lunch with my sweet friend Amber
Aug 18 - Now I've been redoing our kitchen cabinets, painting and deep cleaning. Life has been busy.

With a busy life means lots to talk about, meaning lots of posts. Meaning you will be kept busy with posts.

Sunday, August 14, 2011

Body Changes.


First off, I want to let you know I got this post from Infertile Mormon Mommy, check out her blog, she's such a sweet girl, and has a beautiful baby girl also!


"A mark for every breath you took, every blink, every sleepy yawn. One for every time you sucked your thumb, waved hello, closed your eyes and slept in the most perfect darkness. One for every time you had the hiccups. One for every dream you dreamed within me.

It isn't very pretty anymore. Some may even think it ugly. That's OK. It was your home. It's where I first grew to love you, where I lay my hand as I dreamed about who you were and who you would be. It held you until my arms could, and for that, I will always find something beautiful in it."

I got up Friday morning after writing my PYHO post on Wednesday. I saw this and it immediately made me feel better. It's so true. I do love everything about my new body, like I mentioned, it's just hard sometimes. I know everyone feels this way a time or two, and that's why I felt the need to copy this from her. It really helped. It's so true. Everything that has changed with my body is because of my little girl, it know it is. While I was pregnant and really sick, my doctor would always comfort me and tell me, almost always when we sick mom, we have a healthy baby growing. Sure enough, she was and still is very healthy. I hope you know I wasn't complaining about my body the other day, I'd cut of my leg, or have my whole face covered in stretch marks if it meant I could have my baby here, safe and healthy. Believe it or not I actually have contemplated on occasion of taking a picture of my stomach. Mostly because I want a before picture, because I randomly get motivated to work out. But part of me wants to remember every little detail of my pregnancy. It still doesn't seem real. That moment where it clicks in, oh my heck I'm pregnant, oh my heck I have a baby, it still hasn't hit me yet. It seem so unreal. I'm living a fairy tale over here people. Anyway, just remember that every little change in your body after a baby, is beautiful. 

Saturday, August 13, 2011

5 months.

Abigail, I can't believe you are 5 months already! (as of Aug 5th)
 You've grown so much in this last month. You are around 15 maybe 16ish lbs. I haven't measured your height yet. Though I know you've grown. Your hair is growing in so full. I love it. We started doing a little fo.hawk with your hair.

You can't see it in this picture we took, but it's there behind the flower, and you love it! You love the water still, so very much.
You played in an exersaucer for the first time this month. 
You loved it! You were so curious as to what everything did, at first we had to help you move around in it, but now you're doing it. You also will not sit down in it, you stand the whole time! 
Daddy isn't good at taking non blurry pictures, but you worked on your first big project with me. We're redoing our kitchen cabinets and you're my little helper, you follow me around everywhere! 

whoops, forgot to turn the pictures around! Anyway, you put yourself to sleep in your crib for a nap for the first time. Which got me to buy a monitor, and later caused me to put you in your crib to sleep. You do great! There are some nights when you just need mom and dad to sleep, and that's fine, but you usually sleep great alone. I'm so proud of you.
I've had to move you up in clothing size. You are now finally, wearing 3-6 month clothing. 3 and 0-3 still fit, but the pj's are too small in most 0-3. We bought you some adorable size 6 pjs from target! You love how your little feet hang out. You're always holding onto them!



You're also starting to bond with your dad. You snuggle up with him at night sometimes. He's even put you to sleep without having to nurse! It was amazing. You and daddy like to watch Blue's Clues and work on the computer together too! 

Friday, August 12, 2011

Life's Lessons: Busy Week




1. When you think you're finally catching up on the house work, you have a very off few days and start back from the beginning.
2. I mean the very beginning. Clothes, diapers, dishes, toys, EVERYWHERE. & I sure do mean EVERYWHERE.
3.This will also happen the week you're supposed to be getting ready for someone to fly in (April is coming Monday!)
4. Knowing you have SO much to do, your husband will tell his brother, "Ya of course we'll come to the cabin, and sit around on our butts all day with you on Saturday"
5. You will then tell him how things better be done before you leave, you're not running around Sunday after church, before family dinner, and Monday before your friend's flight gets in.
6.He will agree.
7.You'll believe him.
8. It won't be until Thursday night that you realize something, something big.
9. That turd lied to you.
10.You're now stuck with watching/entertaining/feeding/caring for your 5 month old little girl on top of finishing the to to list on your own, the to do list you were supposed to work on together.
11.You'll be fine with this, until Friday morning, a whole maybe 8 hours later, when that turd decides to be extremely loud at 5:30, interrupting your good sleep. 
12. At about 6 you'll realize there is no hope and you will start blogging.
13.This will make you feel better. 
14. This will help you find motivation to do stuff again.
15. You will push this new found cleaning motivation aside and start planning blog posts for the next week, so you can keep up with your good posting status. 
16. This will cause you to stay in bed :)

Can't wait to see your Life's Lessons.

Thursday, August 11, 2011

Things I Love Thursday

  

This lovely toy you can hook up on the carseat. Miss Abigail loves it! It has a rattle, and a toy, and plays music and lights up! It's wonderful. It makes car rides wonderful. She can entertain herself. It has made life way nice. No longer do I have to continue feeding her toys from the front seat. 

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Wordless Wednesday


Taken 8/09/11

PYHO: Body Image


I feel great. 
I feel awful.
I look good for having a baby 5 months ago.
I should look better, I did have my baby 5 months ago.

This back and forth goes through my head everyday. Even now as I type this all out I'm thinking, umm yes, it has been 5 months, you slacker! 

Body image, why is there such a flip flop, back and forth with you?! I love you, I hate you. We might be friends, I definitely don't like you. It is no surprise that you're body is completely different after you have a baby! You would think that your brain/heart would get this memo. 

If only there were a pill to fix it all. 
A pill for the saggy tummy. A pill for the stretch marks. A pill for the extra 10 lbs that you haven't lost yet. A pill to help you find motivation to workout. Fact is, I love my body, mostly. Every stretch mark and extra pound reminds me of the accomplishment I made, the trial we over came. I love it. I love my little girl and if my body reacts this way or worse after each baby I'll accept it. 

But the woman behind the mom, she feels different. She wakes up in the morning feeling great, jumps in the shower, puts her "sexy underwear" on, you know the kind that makes you feel good. She does her hair, her make up, shes feeling great. Then it comes time to find something to wear. This is wear she hurts. The jeans hug her thighs different than before, they button tighter, after being buttoned they hug the love handles making a nice muffin top. The shirts cling to the saggy tummy. They are too short, too stretched out. They just aren't right. Skirts? Are you kidding me?! They show off her very white legs, that once used to be tan. To top it off they just don't fit right anymore either. This woman doesn't feel beautiful. 

This woman doesn't do much about it. She'll have good weeks where she'll loose a few pounds. She'll feel great, then it just stops. She decides meh one more dr. pepper isn't going to kill her. She decides to buy and elliptical, which her husband uses, but she is yet to. And when she decides to try it out for the first time, it burns. It's hard to breathe. She can't handle it. She stops after 5 minutes. Only 5. She's disappointed. Now its too late. She has a baby to nurse, laundry to do, kitchen to clean, lunch to make. The scale isn't her friend. She promises to try harder tomorrow. Which she just might. She'll up her water intake. Won't eat after 8. We'll see how this goes. 

Her husband loves the way she looks. She doesn't understand though. She's not who she used to be. She'll get there though. Her family figures she should starve herself and workout like crazy. She won't. She nurses. She would rather spend as much time as possible with her baby, though she is motivated now to workout even if it's 5 minutes here and there.

That woman is inside me. I'm not sure if you have that woman in you, but it's there in me. I feel great, I feel fat. I have motivation but with lack of encouragement I lose all motivation. I just want to feel good. I want my family to zip it and get on with it. My mom had an eating disorder when she was younger, up until she had a heart attack about 11 years ago. Though she is unable to take care of herself she still thinks people need to be skinny. 
All 3 of my sister's have had a problem there. My sister, Sissy, goes through phases, with being anorexic, bullemic, now she just eats well and works out a bunch. My sister, L who is 17 and 9 mo pregnant has always been anorexic since I can remember, and her and my mom celebrate that she is still so skinny. She has gained weight, her baby is healthy and her pregnancy is great, she's doing the right thing, she just started out too too skinny, so now she's just too skinny. And my baby sister R, works out and is very strict with her diet. My brother is skinny and my dad is also. If you've gained any weight in my family, you're too different. It's noticeable. I feel awful, I feel great. They don't get how hard it is to lose weight without much motivation. 

All I know is it hurts. I know this wasn't too deep. Its just been on my mind this last week. Especially today. I needed to write something, anything.

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Tuesday Fun



I LOVE LOVE LOVE when these two get together! My posts are going to be short and pretty plain, my week is quickly ending and I have so many projects to come, (let's hope I can get some pictures up soon of my project). Anyway, today we picked Cousin Cadin up at about 10 and we played till about 4:30. They napped together, watched Blue's Clues together and even played hide and go seek! Can't wait for her to be more mobile and for her to be running around with him!

Monday, August 8, 2011

Perfect.

First off, I'm so glad to see so many new followers! I'll be getting onto my computer in the a.m. to return the follow and I can't wait to get to know you guys better! I also think I've finally gotten the hang of this blogging thing, so here's to all the many posts I hope to bing you in the future!

Right now as I lay in bed, there is silence across my house, well almost, the AC is on and the baby monitor is on next to me also. But as I lay here I think of all the things I could be doing, all the things I should be doing, I mean I have a friend flying in at 8:51pm Monday night to stay a night with us before moving on to be with her sister Tuesday evening, my house is no where near how I want it to look, though to the outsider walking in or the quick visitor my house looks clean, but I know it's not, the list is never ending. Everything has it's place. But rather than get up and get to cleaning I push all that to the back of my mind and just lay and take life in. Just a year ago I was coming up on my 2 year anniversary, I was also coming up on my 10 week OB Appt, the year before that? I was about 7 months into TTC, my marriage was suffering and life wasn't right.

This year? I'm laying in bed next to my sleeping husband, things couldn't be better in our marriage, but best of all my bedroom door is open, there is a night light in the hall bathroom, a scentsy warmer in my bathroom, because just across the hall, in a room I prayed for to be filled my little girl is fast asleep. Life is perfect. I know around 6 I'll start to hear le sounds on the monitor, I'll climb out of bed and as I walk into her room I'll get a sweet smile and a warm snuggle as I pick her up. We'll make our way back to my bed and after she nurses we'll cuddle. When she wakes up a little later I'll see the beautiful smile and once again remember how perfect my life is, even if my house is a mess, my hair is wild, I have the most beautiful perfect little girl.

Sunday, August 7, 2011

True Life: I'm a General Blogger!



About Me.

Me.


I'm married.


To this awesome guy.

We have a house.

We have a dog, a miniature yorkie, Scout.

July 11, 2010 I found out I was pregnant after 18 months of TTC with PCOS.


12:35 am, March 5, 2011, I gave birth to miss Abigail Cheyenne.


This post is also found on my about me page, but I think that it's a great way to get to know me and what my blog is about. 
Can't wait to get to know other "general bloggers" like me.

Saturday, August 6, 2011

Quick Saturday Post.

Little sister's baby shower was today. I did pretty awesome. I showed those people how to throw a shower if you're short on time. Oh yeah. It was pretty good. People seemed to have fun. The games were fun. She got a fair amount of gifts. She felt special. It was great. My mom's mom showed up and wouldn't even look at me, nor talk to me, but she held my baby almost the whole time. She's never seen Abigail before so that was nice. Only took her 5 months, oh well. Well I'm going to get to my date night with my hot hubby and beautiful little girl. I'll post pics of the baby shower later. Hope everyone is having a great weekend!

Friday, August 5, 2011

Life's Lessons





1. The early bird (bird being momma) does not get just the worm.
2. They get the bags under their eyes also.
3. They get to stay up late and take care of their early riser.
4. Just because you've told your husband 2477458589234 times to please clean up after himself, he won't do it.
5. If you say you'll help with your teenage sister's baby shower you'll end up helping alright.
6. You'll end up planning it, making and mailing out invites, shopping for it and making almost all the food.
7.if you decide to take a break from party planning the people that are 'helping you' will feel like they're doing all the work.
8. If you tell said p'helpers yo back off, you'll be called rude, hurtful, among many other things.
9. At 5 months your sweet little princess will be a stinker to nurse, feeling like she's missing out on everything.
10. This causes nursing to stretch out for quite a while.
11. If baby is sleeping through the night (still) and is moved into her own room your yorkie will decide that he needs to be up all hours of the night.
12. If you sit down to blog your husband will come in, take the computer causing you to blog from your phone.
13. This results in your post being full of errors.

Thursday, August 4, 2011

Things I love Thursday!

  

YAY!
 I'm so excited to continue doing Things I love Thursday with Diana

This week, I'm loving.....



This cute little pink bath chair! 

This past week I've been going crazy with cleaning and getting all the stuff ready for my sister's baby shower this weekend. I've been tired and very sore when it comes to bath time. Usually Abigail and I just take a shower together, and sometimes we just soak in the tub for a few minutes, but the last couple days I've been ready to just fall over and sleep, so this chair is coming in handy. We just put in it the sink, sometimes I even put a bar stool up to the counter and put her in and it makes bath time nice, quick and comfortable. 

Even better it was only like $7 at Wal-Mart. I love Wal-Mart. Hubs and I like to bargain shop, well he likes it when I bargain shop, he could really care less though. We've been able to get some really good deals on some things that we could go expensive with, like this bath chair! I registered for a tub and now I'm glad I don't have it. It would be huge. This is small and hides in my sink most the time. So that is what I love this Thursday! Can't wait to see what everyone else loves!

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

PYHO


I've never done this before. Diana is opening my blogging world up. I always see her doing it. So today I'm linking up with Shell. Diana talked about needing friends that are always there and it put whatever I was going to blog about somewhere that I've forgotten. It made me go, ya know what?! I have family that does the same darn thing!
So it's no surprise that my hubs family and I don't get along. I had a huge long post written about all the horrific stuff they done to me. The lies, everything. And decided it's not really that, it's the comments. The one "I don't think we can be close because I'm pregnant and you're not", the "You think that having a baby will fix problems in your marriage, it won't." These are the comments that make me want to puke. Make me honestly, want to effing punch someone.

I needed friends when we weren't getting pregnant, and most of our problems revolved around our infertility problems, yes I'll admit it, I let it hurt our marriage. I was so alone though. I felt and still even feel out of place when it comes to blogging, even though I tried to blog to get something. I felt and still feel like I fit in somewhere when I read blogs. I feel like I'm let in on your lives as a friend. I don't have anyone that I can really truly call a friend, outside of family. The friends I started out with from childhood all live in California and I moved to Utah at 16, and only did 1 year of highschool before I graduated. I don't have anyone I can just call up and be like Hey, come over. Hey let's go out. Hey, I'm having a break down. All I've wanted are friends, even if they are from my in-laws. People I could depend on, and all these people have done is criticize and say hurtful things about me. So what if I don't like my husband telling you how much he makes. He makes enough money to pay our mortgage and all the other stuff, so I can be a SAHM. That's all you need to know. Some months we do great, others not so great. You don't need a number. So what if I don't tell you we're trying to get pregnant, or when we plan on having a second one, because I'm scared that it won't happen anytime soon, though we'll probably start next year. So what if I don't tell you guys every detail of everything, or want people in the delivery room. My husband is my secret holder, the one who has seen me at both my best and my worst, I don't need the extra questions the extra worry if you aren't going to ask me questions, call me, or tell me your secrets. It's not a one way street.

I could go on and on about all their drama and such, and I have. I'm working on it though. All I know is, they all live withing 5-10 mins from me, (only one is about 10) the other 3 are very close, and I see them ummm, maybe 5 or 6 times a year. They've been to my house maybe 10 times, and we've lived here for a little over 2 years. No one just calls to do stuff. Heck they can call to see if I want to go grocery shopping with them or call to see if I can talk to them while they clean. My mom, my sisters, brothers and I do that all the time. I just try and try and they say it's me, so I change and still nothing.

I know this post is all over the place. I just can't seem to pour this out enough. My heart just hurts. I have a feeling I'll most definitely be pouring my heart out more often. 

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

A & Her Daddy.

Saturday morning we woke up to Miss A upside down. She had pushed off me to get closer to her dad. While he was in the bathroom she decided she needed to play with his pillows.
 She had her little feet pressed up against the headboard.
 Just playing away with her daddy's pillow.
 I FINALLY got her to look at me so I could get a picture of her cute little face.
 All she wanted though, was her daddy.

 And when he finally dove in for a kiss, she turned and gave me her I got what I wanted smile, before quickly moving back to paying attention to her daddy.
It's so cute. She's starting to really enjoy being with her daddy. I want to say Friday and Saturday night she even let him put her in sleep, she didn't even need to nurse! He just held her and out she went. 

Monday, August 1, 2011

Sleep.

So like I posted here Aslept in her crib for the very first time and it went amazingly!
Gold Star for A & I, me for not freaking out.

 Well last night was her second night, down at 9:30, well in her crib at 9:30 she was asleep probably 45 mins before that, she was put in her crib at 9:30 and up at 4:30. Well I'm having a dilemma.

 If A sleeps in her room then I haven't yet been able to sleep more than a few hours, because I'm afraid I'll miss something. BUT if she sleeps in our bed I wake up in more pain than I usually do because I don't have much space to move around in. She needs to sleep in her bed eventually, I know this and I'm sure sooner is better than later. I'm so torn! 


I need sleep, this mom doesn't function too well without sleep. Its possible but the day seems to drag. I'm not sure what to do! 
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