I would like to send a quick THANK YOU out to two important people: My Mom & AmyJ.
Last spring my mom bought me a handy food scale so I could weigh out my servings.
This past weekend, AmyJ brought me "Belly Laughs" by Jenny McCarthy to read.
I haven't had a chance to read it yet....but I did flip through it. As a result....
Last night, I took the food scale and measured each boob. :) I now know how much of total body weight I can contribute to these biggins! I was curious!
Thanks, Ladies! Love to you both!
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Help Wanted: Sleep Techniques, PLEASE!
*Disclaimer: I am so incredibly tired of hearing “sleep now, while you can” from people. So if you continue to read this, and that thought crosses your mind, DO NOT SHARE IT WITH ME. (or any other smart ass remark, kthxbai) Love – PITA Pregnant Lady.
I’m a person that likes to sleep. However, in the last few years, I don’t sleep very well thanks to RLS. I’ve learned to be able to survive on little sleep nightly, but that doesn’t make me happy about it.
Since I have been KO’d, I have found that my sleep is not that great. I understand that as I get further along (last few months of my pregnanct) that my sleeping will get worse due to discomfort and what not. But this is not my issue.
Excluding my nights plagued with RLS infested fun – I fall asleep quite well, as this baby making factory is tired. I get up and work, go to school, study and try to work. I cook, I clean, and I have some fun. I wear my body out!
It’s the darn staying asleep that is my problem. On an average of 7 nights – 3- 5 nights a week, I wake up anywhere from 3am – to 5am and stay awake from 1 to 2 hours or more. I get up to use the restroom sometimes at 1 am, I fall right back asleep. But at other times, I am wide awake.
So, the Popster and I sleep on the couch most of the time b/c we get up and watch TV a lot, not wanting to disturb Papa Bear. Sometimes we watch movies; sometimes we watch the Biography channel. Sometimes we watch E! If we are up at 4 or later, we watch the last night’s news re-run and then Good Morning Tampa Bay. I’m more in tune with the days weather patterns that ever before!
Sometimes we eat while we sit awake cursing the sandman. Our favorite choices are Peanut Butter toast or fruit. Sometimes we catch up on Facebook at 4am via the droid. I’m kind of shocked how many people I know who post in the middle of the night...do YOU know who is out partying until 3am when they have work at 8am….I DO!!! :)
Last Thursday into Friday I was up from 3am – 6:30am. I got a nap in from 6:30 to 7:45 when I had to get up. Last night I was up at 4am until 5:30. This is getting old…and frustrating and really interfering with my day. I end up sleeping until 9am, when I wish I could wake up at 7 or 8 and get my day on.
I know that in a few months, my sleep will be precious – someone please HELP me – do you know any tricks to get us to sleep through the night?
CCP & Poppy
I’m a person that likes to sleep. However, in the last few years, I don’t sleep very well thanks to RLS. I’ve learned to be able to survive on little sleep nightly, but that doesn’t make me happy about it.
Since I have been KO’d, I have found that my sleep is not that great. I understand that as I get further along (last few months of my pregnanct) that my sleeping will get worse due to discomfort and what not. But this is not my issue.
Excluding my nights plagued with RLS infested fun – I fall asleep quite well, as this baby making factory is tired. I get up and work, go to school, study and try to work. I cook, I clean, and I have some fun. I wear my body out!
It’s the darn staying asleep that is my problem. On an average of 7 nights – 3- 5 nights a week, I wake up anywhere from 3am – to 5am and stay awake from 1 to 2 hours or more. I get up to use the restroom sometimes at 1 am, I fall right back asleep. But at other times, I am wide awake.
So, the Popster and I sleep on the couch most of the time b/c we get up and watch TV a lot, not wanting to disturb Papa Bear. Sometimes we watch movies; sometimes we watch the Biography channel. Sometimes we watch E! If we are up at 4 or later, we watch the last night’s news re-run and then Good Morning Tampa Bay. I’m more in tune with the days weather patterns that ever before!
Sometimes we eat while we sit awake cursing the sandman. Our favorite choices are Peanut Butter toast or fruit. Sometimes we catch up on Facebook at 4am via the droid. I’m kind of shocked how many people I know who post in the middle of the night...do YOU know who is out partying until 3am when they have work at 8am….I DO!!! :)
Last Thursday into Friday I was up from 3am – 6:30am. I got a nap in from 6:30 to 7:45 when I had to get up. Last night I was up at 4am until 5:30. This is getting old…and frustrating and really interfering with my day. I end up sleeping until 9am, when I wish I could wake up at 7 or 8 and get my day on.
I know that in a few months, my sleep will be precious – someone please HELP me – do you know any tricks to get us to sleep through the night?
CCP & Poppy
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Ay Carumba...Pregnant Women are a Pain in the Ass!
Its official, I'm starting to bust out of my favorite, non-pregnancy, jeans. I mean, I think I got a couple more days of wear out of them, but soon, they may go into the "I will fit in you again" pile.
I think I know why my waist is expanding, and it’s not just because I have the Popster in my belly, who is the size of an orange this week. I had a pregnancy moment last night, where I just had to have, what I wanted.
I cooked up a big crock pot of stuffed pepper soup. It was awful. So I hardly ate it and ran out for errands. As I was out and about, I realized that I was very hungry. I didn’t each much yesterday and by 6:30pm it was catching up. I wanted nachos with refried beans. Yes, that may be my strangest craving of pregnancy, but I crave refried beans, often.
So I thought, I could go to Taco Bell, they have a small serving of Nachos, but I wanted something a little less bad for me. So I thought, ah, my trusty Tijuana Flats sounds perfect! So I rolled up and thought, if I order nachos here, they are SO big and I won’t eat them all. So I waltzed up to the counter, on a slow Wednesday night (thankfully) and ordered nachos…
Only, very politely, I asked if they could give me nachos, but put EVERYTHING on the side in containers, separately. What a pregnant PITA I am!
The girl was so pleasant and was more than happy to do it, and I really appreciated her honoring such a ridiculous request. It was nice to see that all good customer service has not gone out the window! So I came home, made myself a small plate and will eat the rest for lunch…..
And my belly will only get bigger! :) Happily that is! Thank you, Tijuana Flats for being so awesome!
Side Note: This poor kid eats a lot of fresh jalapeño’s, beans and hot sauce. The poor thing just might come out with a sombrero on!
I think I know why my waist is expanding, and it’s not just because I have the Popster in my belly, who is the size of an orange this week. I had a pregnancy moment last night, where I just had to have, what I wanted.
I cooked up a big crock pot of stuffed pepper soup. It was awful. So I hardly ate it and ran out for errands. As I was out and about, I realized that I was very hungry. I didn’t each much yesterday and by 6:30pm it was catching up. I wanted nachos with refried beans. Yes, that may be my strangest craving of pregnancy, but I crave refried beans, often.
So I thought, I could go to Taco Bell, they have a small serving of Nachos, but I wanted something a little less bad for me. So I thought, ah, my trusty Tijuana Flats sounds perfect! So I rolled up and thought, if I order nachos here, they are SO big and I won’t eat them all. So I waltzed up to the counter, on a slow Wednesday night (thankfully) and ordered nachos…
Only, very politely, I asked if they could give me nachos, but put EVERYTHING on the side in containers, separately. What a pregnant PITA I am!
The girl was so pleasant and was more than happy to do it, and I really appreciated her honoring such a ridiculous request. It was nice to see that all good customer service has not gone out the window! So I came home, made myself a small plate and will eat the rest for lunch…..
And my belly will only get bigger! :) Happily that is! Thank you, Tijuana Flats for being so awesome!
Side Note: This poor kid eats a lot of fresh jalapeño’s, beans and hot sauce. The poor thing just might come out with a sombrero on!
Sunday, January 16, 2011
A lot can happen in 4 years!
Probably one of the best greeting cards I ever received was a card with a quote on the front with a blank inside. The quote read:
"Nothing happens, nothing happens and then all at once, everything happens."
This card was sent to me by my wonderful friend Erin, right around the time I moved to Florida. There is so much truth to this card, as it relates to how I felt about my life, and I still have it in my card collection.
It's hard to believe that 4 years ago today, I rolled into Tampa, FL with my mom as my co-pilot. My trusty Mariner was filled with the basics - some clothes, toiletries, my work computer and very few personal items. Little did I know at the time that I really didn't need to pack much, because my life was going to fill up with more than I ever could have imagined - and most of it being of the non-material variety.
We stopped at my uncle's sister’s house for dinner and then followed my aunt to her beach rental in Anna Maria Island where I would stay until I had my own place. As I followed her I had the first, and last, moment of doubt about my decision - I remember the 3 minute drive was filled with "OMG, did I just make the right decision, I already miss my friends, what if we don't work out, eeek!" I sat down and shared that thought with my mom and in her direct, New Jersey, manner she replied "you did, get over it." And get over it I did.
The next day was like Christmas. It was MLK day 2007. My mom and I drove to the beach and had breakfast outside at the beach cafe. As we stared off into the water, with palm trees swaying above and the sun was glistening off the waves, I remember feeling like I could literally burst with excitement. Gone were the days of waiting in the bus stop in sub-zero weather. Goodbye gray skies. I was living the good life now! I think it was a high of the mid 80's and MP came down and spent the day with me. We went to the beach and I got in the water and I was the epitome of a kid in love. I was in love with him, in love with the beach and already in love with Florida. We had cocktails and shrimp at the restaurant on the bay, ate crab and steak for dinner (courtesy of my pretty mommy) and rode bikes around the island like we were 12. I literally have tears in my eyes as I write this because it was truly a splendid day.
See for years, I had waited on this love, this exact moment to arrive. And it was finally here, finally mine to have, I was holding it, relishing in it and I was, and remain, so thankful for it. Anyone who truly knows MP and I know that our story starts well before MLK day, 2007.
I can remember the first time I saw him in the fall of 1998 when I was 18 and thought he was 'cute' as he led a Student Government meeting. I can remember the first time he told me my hair cut was 'nice' as I left a StuGov meeting when I was 19. I can remember February 2nd, 2000 like it was this afternoon - when he first asked to walk me to class and I had to share with him that I already had a boyfriend. I can remember the night we spent together in May of 2000 - we talked all night after I snuck into a bar to see him. He was graduating and I still had two years left of undergrad. He tried to kiss me and as he says, I 'threw him the Heisman'. I remember when he came in for Homecoming in October 2000 and spent the night, but I wouldn't kiss him then either, b/c I had a boyfriend. I remember breaking up with my boyfriend the very next day - ready, willing and finally able to be with MP.
But life doesn't always play by your rules. It doesn't go in accordance with the plans you have made. And truly - life wasn't ready for us. We were able to do some 'dating' but it never went the way I had planned. For the next 7 years was less than planned. We had some great times, some 'bad' times and a long period of time where we did not communicate for nearly 3 years. In true MP style, he came back round when I was again with someone else. Ever hear the song "The Weakness in Me" by Joan Armatrading? I think she wrote that for me. So after another MP induced break-up, I was a free, willing and capable woman, yet again. (Disclaimer: It's really not fair to say any break up with MP induced, as both relationships were to end regardless. I just added for literary flair!)
So I had a lot of ‘nothing happening’ for years when it came to MP and I. I also had a lot of ‘nothing happening’ in my life for a period of time. The ages of 21-26 were great in so many ways for me, yet lonely in so many ways as well. I enjoyed being single, going out and partying, answering to no-one and having the freedom to do as I wished. I had a series of not so great jobs, followed by a great job at PPG in Pittsburgh. I had attempted to move back to KC, but that turned out not to be the path I was meant to take. I had many nights spent with amazing friends laughing, talking, and making some fabulous memories. As great as it all was, and I really was - I would never change any of it, it really felt like I was sitting in a stoplight waiting desperately for the light to turn green so I could go. Don’t get me wrong, as I just described, I was sitting in my car jamming out with the radio up and the windows down, but the wind just wasn’t in my hair yet. I watched the other cars fly by. The passengers of those cars were falling in love, moving into together, getting engaged, married, making babies, etc. I often wondered when I was going to get the means to move out of my parents comfortably, and start my life on my terms. I’m not the first person who felt that way, and I won’t be the last. But at time, it sure felt like I was alone.
So let’s go back to 4 year ago this weekend. FINALLY, it was time. BOOM – it was all about to happen. The past 4 years have been amazing and so much has happened. We moved in together after five months of my living here. We have moved 3 times, I purchased us a home. We remodeled part of his condo and this entire house. We got engaged and married. We went to Ireland. We travelled places in the US and went to Mexico and Bermuda. We have been LIVING life hard for 4 years now and it just keeps getting better.
4 years ago I had no idea I would be sitting here, on my new patio at 10pm at night, writing this with a baby in my belly. Cheers to another amazing 4 years ahead! :)
I love you, MP and Poppy! Thank you for making 'everything' happen with me!
"Nothing happens, nothing happens and then all at once, everything happens."
This card was sent to me by my wonderful friend Erin, right around the time I moved to Florida. There is so much truth to this card, as it relates to how I felt about my life, and I still have it in my card collection.
It's hard to believe that 4 years ago today, I rolled into Tampa, FL with my mom as my co-pilot. My trusty Mariner was filled with the basics - some clothes, toiletries, my work computer and very few personal items. Little did I know at the time that I really didn't need to pack much, because my life was going to fill up with more than I ever could have imagined - and most of it being of the non-material variety.
We stopped at my uncle's sister’s house for dinner and then followed my aunt to her beach rental in Anna Maria Island where I would stay until I had my own place. As I followed her I had the first, and last, moment of doubt about my decision - I remember the 3 minute drive was filled with "OMG, did I just make the right decision, I already miss my friends, what if we don't work out, eeek!" I sat down and shared that thought with my mom and in her direct, New Jersey, manner she replied "you did, get over it." And get over it I did.
The next day was like Christmas. It was MLK day 2007. My mom and I drove to the beach and had breakfast outside at the beach cafe. As we stared off into the water, with palm trees swaying above and the sun was glistening off the waves, I remember feeling like I could literally burst with excitement. Gone were the days of waiting in the bus stop in sub-zero weather. Goodbye gray skies. I was living the good life now! I think it was a high of the mid 80's and MP came down and spent the day with me. We went to the beach and I got in the water and I was the epitome of a kid in love. I was in love with him, in love with the beach and already in love with Florida. We had cocktails and shrimp at the restaurant on the bay, ate crab and steak for dinner (courtesy of my pretty mommy) and rode bikes around the island like we were 12. I literally have tears in my eyes as I write this because it was truly a splendid day.
See for years, I had waited on this love, this exact moment to arrive. And it was finally here, finally mine to have, I was holding it, relishing in it and I was, and remain, so thankful for it. Anyone who truly knows MP and I know that our story starts well before MLK day, 2007.
I can remember the first time I saw him in the fall of 1998 when I was 18 and thought he was 'cute' as he led a Student Government meeting. I can remember the first time he told me my hair cut was 'nice' as I left a StuGov meeting when I was 19. I can remember February 2nd, 2000 like it was this afternoon - when he first asked to walk me to class and I had to share with him that I already had a boyfriend. I can remember the night we spent together in May of 2000 - we talked all night after I snuck into a bar to see him. He was graduating and I still had two years left of undergrad. He tried to kiss me and as he says, I 'threw him the Heisman'. I remember when he came in for Homecoming in October 2000 and spent the night, but I wouldn't kiss him then either, b/c I had a boyfriend. I remember breaking up with my boyfriend the very next day - ready, willing and finally able to be with MP.
But life doesn't always play by your rules. It doesn't go in accordance with the plans you have made. And truly - life wasn't ready for us. We were able to do some 'dating' but it never went the way I had planned. For the next 7 years was less than planned. We had some great times, some 'bad' times and a long period of time where we did not communicate for nearly 3 years. In true MP style, he came back round when I was again with someone else. Ever hear the song "The Weakness in Me" by Joan Armatrading? I think she wrote that for me. So after another MP induced break-up, I was a free, willing and capable woman, yet again. (Disclaimer: It's really not fair to say any break up with MP induced, as both relationships were to end regardless. I just added for literary flair!)
So I had a lot of ‘nothing happening’ for years when it came to MP and I. I also had a lot of ‘nothing happening’ in my life for a period of time. The ages of 21-26 were great in so many ways for me, yet lonely in so many ways as well. I enjoyed being single, going out and partying, answering to no-one and having the freedom to do as I wished. I had a series of not so great jobs, followed by a great job at PPG in Pittsburgh. I had attempted to move back to KC, but that turned out not to be the path I was meant to take. I had many nights spent with amazing friends laughing, talking, and making some fabulous memories. As great as it all was, and I really was - I would never change any of it, it really felt like I was sitting in a stoplight waiting desperately for the light to turn green so I could go. Don’t get me wrong, as I just described, I was sitting in my car jamming out with the radio up and the windows down, but the wind just wasn’t in my hair yet. I watched the other cars fly by. The passengers of those cars were falling in love, moving into together, getting engaged, married, making babies, etc. I often wondered when I was going to get the means to move out of my parents comfortably, and start my life on my terms. I’m not the first person who felt that way, and I won’t be the last. But at time, it sure felt like I was alone.
So let’s go back to 4 year ago this weekend. FINALLY, it was time. BOOM – it was all about to happen. The past 4 years have been amazing and so much has happened. We moved in together after five months of my living here. We have moved 3 times, I purchased us a home. We remodeled part of his condo and this entire house. We got engaged and married. We went to Ireland. We travelled places in the US and went to Mexico and Bermuda. We have been LIVING life hard for 4 years now and it just keeps getting better.
4 years ago I had no idea I would be sitting here, on my new patio at 10pm at night, writing this with a baby in my belly. Cheers to another amazing 4 years ahead! :)
I love you, MP and Poppy! Thank you for making 'everything' happen with me!
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
And the gender is.....
MP and I went in for our 2nd baby appointment today. We were both coming down from the flu and were very sluggish in the appointment. We saw a different OB in our practice today, and she was very nice. As I laid on the chair and waited for her to find a heartbeat, I was scared. It must have been 45 seconds before she found it. I knew from our first appointment what it sounded like, so I was growing very worried when she didn't find it immediately (Hey, I'm new at this and I just went a day without food and very little drink, it's perfectly normal! HA!) At last we heard the precious little heartbeat and my personal heart resumed normal beating! Oh, how I love the the sound of the little heartbeat of my tiny little baby.
We were faced with the decision to do the 13 week bloodwork that tests for Down Syndrome and other disorders. We kept going back and forth with what what we wanted to do. We kept putting off our decsion and decided to have private discussion in the doctors office. Nice timing! We made our decision. It's a personal one that each couple much choose together and I feel comfortable with our decision.
We had a sonogram today and I asked when we would be able to find out the gender. I know the books, websites and experienced Mommys all live by the 20 week rule, but I wanted to hear what my doctor said. She promptly said that the tech could tell me today. So in we went.
OMG the baby was SO ACTIVE! No wonder why we couldn't track down the heartbeat at first. Baby was swimming, and playing, and sucking her thumb, and waving and kicking and curling up. So cute. This baby also gave a few fist pumps! Hey, it's a got a lil'jersey in it! So amazing. I could watch it play ALL DAY LONG in there. I just laid there with a big smile across my face watching in awe. I think MP did, too! We are at 13 weeks and 2 days and measuring right on spot! We'll go back in February for our next appointment.
So, the sex?
Well, I said to the tech "Dr said you can tell the sex today." Without hesitation she had a big smile on her face and said "Well, I'm pretty sure I know the gender. It is early, so I don't want to tell you its 100% but your baby is very coooperative and I have every reason to believe it is a girl!" I couldn't believe it!! The baby gave us lots of shots with her legs open and the swelling in the gential area is consistent with that of a teeny female. We also did not see anything poking out and our teeny little hussie gave us much opportunity to check for pokers!
I wasn't going to share the news just yet, but MP decided to do so. We both know that we could go in Feb or March and be told that our baby does in fact have a poker, but really, is that so wrong? NOPE! :) In the end as long as our baby is healthy and happy, the sex is just a detail!
So I'm very excited. I am so appreciative all our friends and family who have sent us such nice congrats! Everyone seems to be excited it's a girl and I appreciate that, too! There is no doubt that this baby will be surrounded in love!
Poppy will not be the name, however, I think it's safe to say it's a nickname that will be stuck for life and that too is OK by me! :)
We were faced with the decision to do the 13 week bloodwork that tests for Down Syndrome and other disorders. We kept going back and forth with what what we wanted to do. We kept putting off our decsion and decided to have private discussion in the doctors office. Nice timing! We made our decision. It's a personal one that each couple much choose together and I feel comfortable with our decision.
We had a sonogram today and I asked when we would be able to find out the gender. I know the books, websites and experienced Mommys all live by the 20 week rule, but I wanted to hear what my doctor said. She promptly said that the tech could tell me today. So in we went.
OMG the baby was SO ACTIVE! No wonder why we couldn't track down the heartbeat at first. Baby was swimming, and playing, and sucking her thumb, and waving and kicking and curling up. So cute. This baby also gave a few fist pumps! Hey, it's a got a lil'jersey in it! So amazing. I could watch it play ALL DAY LONG in there. I just laid there with a big smile across my face watching in awe. I think MP did, too! We are at 13 weeks and 2 days and measuring right on spot! We'll go back in February for our next appointment.
So, the sex?
Well, I said to the tech "Dr said you can tell the sex today." Without hesitation she had a big smile on her face and said "Well, I'm pretty sure I know the gender. It is early, so I don't want to tell you its 100% but your baby is very coooperative and I have every reason to believe it is a girl!" I couldn't believe it!! The baby gave us lots of shots with her legs open and the swelling in the gential area is consistent with that of a teeny female. We also did not see anything poking out and our teeny little hussie gave us much opportunity to check for pokers!
I wasn't going to share the news just yet, but MP decided to do so. We both know that we could go in Feb or March and be told that our baby does in fact have a poker, but really, is that so wrong? NOPE! :) In the end as long as our baby is healthy and happy, the sex is just a detail!
So I'm very excited. I am so appreciative all our friends and family who have sent us such nice congrats! Everyone seems to be excited it's a girl and I appreciate that, too! There is no doubt that this baby will be surrounded in love!
Poppy will not be the name, however, I think it's safe to say it's a nickname that will be stuck for life and that too is OK by me! :)
Monday, January 3, 2011
Pregnancy Pet Peeves
I just have to say this before I explode. I have a hard time tolerating negative people. Don't get me wrong, I have my fair share (sometimes even more than my fair share) of negative moments and 'glass half empty' views on things. But I work hard to have a positive disposition and work to see the good in things.
I guess thats why it astounds me the number of people who go straight to the negative for so many things. I'm sure that many pregnant women and experiened mom's have faced this. Heck, I think that many NON-moms faces this all the time too.
You share good news, you are excited about something and there is always at least one party ruiner, one person to rain on your parade, one person to put a cloud over your ray of sunshine. Why on earth is that? What happened to the old rule "If you don't have something nice to say, don't say anything at all?"
I love when I tell people I'm pregnant, with my apparent glow - and they say "oh, great, sleep now". As if I didn't know that babies wake up constantly and the first few months are tough. HA! Thanks for the 411!
I could go on and on with examples like this I have encountered in the first trimester.
Personally, I find it sad. I find it sad that people are negative. Life is full of negative things. Sucker punches and crappy moments. So when I'm busy relishing in some of lifes finer things and miracles in life, I'm not going to accept these negative, know it all comments. I'm going to choose to delete, discard and move on.
I guess thats why it astounds me the number of people who go straight to the negative for so many things. I'm sure that many pregnant women and experiened mom's have faced this. Heck, I think that many NON-moms faces this all the time too.
You share good news, you are excited about something and there is always at least one party ruiner, one person to rain on your parade, one person to put a cloud over your ray of sunshine. Why on earth is that? What happened to the old rule "If you don't have something nice to say, don't say anything at all?"
I love when I tell people I'm pregnant, with my apparent glow - and they say "oh, great, sleep now". As if I didn't know that babies wake up constantly and the first few months are tough. HA! Thanks for the 411!
I could go on and on with examples like this I have encountered in the first trimester.
Personally, I find it sad. I find it sad that people are negative. Life is full of negative things. Sucker punches and crappy moments. So when I'm busy relishing in some of lifes finer things and miracles in life, I'm not going to accept these negative, know it all comments. I'm going to choose to delete, discard and move on.
Saturday, January 1, 2011
Happy New Year - Welcome 2011
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OK, I don't 'date' my stuff but I had to this time! :)
Happy New Year! What a great year 2010 was. MP and I sat at lunch yesterday reminiscing about some of our highlights - together and alone.
2010 was amazing - I married MP, my favorite husband! :)
I also got to meet David Gray - my most favorite singer EVER and sit first row to see him. AWESOME!
We went to Bermuda, Virginia Beach & Boston. Virginia beach was my least favorite....and Boston actually ranks higher for me than Bermuda! Who would've thought!!
We made some more modifications to our house, including a big refinance that allowed us to reduce the lifespan of our loan, we were very happy with that. Many blessings.
Our wedding was fabulous. It was so heartwarming to know that so many of our great friends travelled from near and far - as far as Paris! It was a week long of absolute fun festivities and laughs, and well hangovers! :) It was all worth it!
I completed 3 additional semesters of school - all A's! WOOT!
MP's business is doing well and he completed his first triathlon sprint.
Of course - we also made a baby. Little Poppyseed!
We spent part of New Year's Eve and most of New Year's day preparing for the Pops arrival. We took our second trip to Ikea to get closet and space organizers. We moved one desk from the office into the guest room - where I will be now be working. Our goal is get a bunch of stuff on Craigslist to sell and start getting Poppy's room ready for furniture and what not. I also did some cleaning. I am exhausted and enjoying some quiet time at home while MP is out watching the hockey game. :)
Out with the old - and in with the new. I can't wait to see our little Poppyseed this year!
OK, I don't 'date' my stuff but I had to this time! :)
Happy New Year! What a great year 2010 was. MP and I sat at lunch yesterday reminiscing about some of our highlights - together and alone.
2010 was amazing - I married MP, my favorite husband! :)
I also got to meet David Gray - my most favorite singer EVER and sit first row to see him. AWESOME!
We went to Bermuda, Virginia Beach & Boston. Virginia beach was my least favorite....and Boston actually ranks higher for me than Bermuda! Who would've thought!!
We made some more modifications to our house, including a big refinance that allowed us to reduce the lifespan of our loan, we were very happy with that. Many blessings.
Our wedding was fabulous. It was so heartwarming to know that so many of our great friends travelled from near and far - as far as Paris! It was a week long of absolute fun festivities and laughs, and well hangovers! :) It was all worth it!
I completed 3 additional semesters of school - all A's! WOOT!
MP's business is doing well and he completed his first triathlon sprint.
Of course - we also made a baby. Little Poppyseed!
We spent part of New Year's Eve and most of New Year's day preparing for the Pops arrival. We took our second trip to Ikea to get closet and space organizers. We moved one desk from the office into the guest room - where I will be now be working. Our goal is get a bunch of stuff on Craigslist to sell and start getting Poppy's room ready for furniture and what not. I also did some cleaning. I am exhausted and enjoying some quiet time at home while MP is out watching the hockey game. :)
Out with the old - and in with the new. I can't wait to see our little Poppyseed this year!
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