tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58935166011619849852024-03-14T08:21:25.391-05:00Tugboat's photography journalTarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06662172783076354604noreply@blogger.comBlogger402125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893516601161984985.post-46124103469580824502017-01-22T21:21:00.004-06:002017-01-22T23:33:18.682-06:00 Family Day Today was a great day. we woke up, went to church headed to Crave (restaurant) for brunch then headed inside the Eden Prairie mall (crave is at the mall) so the kids could ride the train, which turned into riding the train, riding some rides and riding these little electronic safari animals around the mall. The kids had a blast! Even if the photos don't show their smiles. Ha. Adeline is in a phase of hating the camera and not smiling when I am taking a picture. Luke had his serious face on, per the "uje" and it was also during his naptime.. so.. that explains some of their facial expressions. ;)<br />
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After the mall we headed home for nap time. We woke up played, made dinner and then we made popcorn and watched the new movie we just bought, The secret life of pets! To top it off Adeline helped dad prepare as he gave himself a shot.<br />
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Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06662172783076354604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893516601161984985.post-30880265043291781842015-06-23T00:03:00.004-05:002016-11-14T14:03:50.355-06:00Luke's Birth StoryI am going to try and start from the very beginning (of this pregnancy)<br>
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Finding out we were going to have a baby!<br>
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One Sunday morning I was feeling dizzy, I posted it on facebook, a couple people said "are you pregnant?" and I responded with "definitely not" after all, I had just had my period a few weeks ago. It wasn't possible.<br>
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Fast forward a week or two and Jordan, Adeline, Porky and I went on a weekend getaway for our anniversary. I was tired, waking up in the middle of the night to pee, and had heartburn. One of the nights when I had heartburn and making a trip to the bathroom I thought to myself " I sure am having a lot of pregnancy symptoms." BUT I NEVER, EVER THOUGHT I WAS PREGNANT. It didn't even cross my mind as a possibility at that point. I just assumed I was overly hydrated and eating foods that were giving me heartburn. And the tiredness- I attributed to a busy 1 year old on vacation.<br>
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One morning I decided that I should just take a pregnancy, I had a test just sitting there and it had been a few weeks since I had my period. I totally expected it to be negative. To my shock it was positive! I called my sister right away. My husband was at work, and I didn't want to tell him at work. So I texted him, faking something so he had to come home right away. He did. And on the table he found blocks that said "baby # 2" with the pregnancy test. He was quite shocked! It had taken us so long to get pregnant with Adeline, so getting pregnant without trying was new to us. We were both so excited and so in shock!<br>
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How I chose to deliver in Waconia when a hospital is 2 miles away.<br>
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I am a birth photographer, and have been blessed to witness a lot of babies being born. I also have the privilege to see doctors and midwives at work during births. There was one that when I witnessed her at a birth, I just thought she was EXACTLY the midwife I had always wanted. I loved how hands on she was, her thoughts, how she guided the birthing mama, how she just seemed to know what position would be best for her, she explained things and I love that. It was like midwife sparks went off for me. I would secretly nod my head in agreement with her on things she would say. And then I found out that if I saw her, she would for sure deliver my baby (unless she was on vacation, or sick). I was in midwife love at that point. Oh and I love the tubs at Waconia! So I made the switch. (and had a fabulous experience there)<br>
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This pregnancy went really well, I didn't have high blood pressure (like I did with Adeline), I wasn't nervous (like I was with Adeline), I was just soaking it all up. I did have really bad hip pain that caused me to walk like I was 137 years old. Towards the end each visit my blood pressure was going up. At 36 weeks I was sent to the hospital twice for monitoring, had to take a 24 hour urine test, I had to get some blood tests, and swelling had definitely started to increase. After all that it was determined I did NOT have pre eclampsia. Woohoo!<br>
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The night before my 37 week appointment I took a shower and kept having this nagging feeling that I should straighten my hair in case they send me to the hospital and I didn't come home. But I told myself that I would probably go get monitored but "limp" through for at least another week. I went to my 37 week appointment and had pretty high blood pressure, met with my midwife, and it was decided that it would be best that the baby come today! At my 36 week appointment we had kind of already discussed the "why" with gestational hypertension studies have shown that it is a progressive disease and is cured by delivery. Which means my blood pressure would continue to climb until delivery. I had made it known to my midwife that I was totally fine with induction, I had been induced with Adeline and didn't mind it and had no complications from it. But I didn't want my blood pressure to become too high where I wouldn't be able to get out of bed, or move around or of course any of the dangers that come with too high of blood pressure.<br>
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So my midwife sent me home to grab my hospital bag, and told me to head to the hospital! How exciting! I couldn't believe that today was the day! I called my husband, told him not to leave work yet, since we didn't know how long it would take to get me admitted, start the induction process, etc. At 2 PM I was admitted and they were going to start the pitocin, so I called him at work and said "ok, leave work and come to the hospital, but first grab these items I forgot at home" haha. :) I was started on pitocin started at 2 and upped by 2 every 30 minutes. I was having contractions every 1-4 minutes throughout the day, but I could ignore them, talk through them, they were a breeze. <br>
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At about 6 pm my midwife and nurses had said that if things weren't happening by 9 PM then we would shut off the pitocin overnight and do two doses of cytotek. Then assess again in the morning. And that is what we did. At about 10 PM I sent Jordan home to get some good sleep, and I went to sleep. In the morning my midwife checked me and said that things were definitely changing (my cervix went from posterior to anterior), but I was still 2 cm dilated. We started pitocin again in the morning, my midwife had some clinic appointments to go to, but said she cleared her afternoon to have a baby! That got me excited! I was ready to get into active labor and meet this precious boy!<br>
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At 2 PM I sent Jordan to go get some pizza for himself while they broke my water. so he would be there when I need him after my water was broken. I giggled feeling the water come out (I did the same with Adeline), because it is just a weird sensation! It was clear water. Woohoo! The very next contraction... WAS SO INCREDIBLY INTENSE. WOAH! Of course Jordan 8 blocks away getting pizza (per my orders), but who knew it would pick up so quickly! I think I only had a couple contractions before he came back. He ate his pizza in record time and was by my side. I rested on him during my contractions. I was standing and bending over the bed for a little bit, but I wanted to try and sit on the peanut ball. They suggested I wait for Jordan to get back just so there was a support person there in case I slipped or fell or something. So I had Jordan get the peanut ball, and I spread my legs for him to put the peanut in between my legs, and out came a monsoon for what seemed like an eternity! As the nurse said when she saw it " I leaked a copious amount of amniotic fluid" haha. :) They used a blanket to clean it all up. The towels were just too small. I sat on the peanut, and I HATED it. I sat on it through one contraction, but anything touching my belly during a contraction was NOT ok. and the peanut and my legs were touching my belly. NO GO. So I went back to standing. I would lean onto Jordan during the contractions, and get onto my tippy toes. Don't ask me why I went on my tippy toes. The pain, I guess. Jordan and I joked around a bit at the funny noises I make during the contractions. At this point the contractions were super intense but in between the contractions I could laugh, joke and talk to everyone. I messaged the birth photographer telling her to come now. And I told my midwife that the intensity of the contractions make me think I am 7 cm dilated ( I was comparing it to Adeline's delivery) but I didn't feel I was in transition yet, because I had none of the signs of being in transition, so I said " I would guess I was a 6, but not sure" I hadn't been checked at all since my water, so we checked and I was at a 5-6. DANG I AM GOOD! After that I tried to lay on my side for a contraction but the weight of my belly hanging, hurt WAY too much! No way. Couldn't do it. I had asked if I could go in the tub, but with pitocin and having to be monitored we just couldn't yet. So I went back to standing. Oh and I had also tried squatting.. hated it as well. Same thing.. anything touching my belly was NOT gonna happen. At this point I was scared to try anymore laboring positions because if I hated it, I just didn't want to go through a contraction of hating it. The recliner was brought up by my midwife or nurse a couple times and I kept saying that I was scared to try it. Jordan chimed in and he said "I think you will really like it" and then the nurse or midwife ( I wasn't opening my eyes much so I am not certain) said that I can recline back when I have a contraction and that I might really like that" that appealed enough to me to try it. I was definitely happy with the recliner. I was able to fully relax and focus on relaxing in between the contractions, and on the recliner nothing touched my belly. Well except this one time the nurse was touching my belly, and then I started having a contraction and I said "don't touch my belly" I still feel bad about that. But wow was my belly sensitive! I really found my groove with the recliner. Jordan would rub my head and he always had his hand on me, which I found so comforting. With all my breathing my breath my mouth was dry and I felt like it stunk. And I said to Jordan "I hope you can't smell my breath, it doesn't smell very good" Then my birth photographer said she had gum, and asked if I would like it! HECK YES! That was really nice to get a fresh taste in my mouth! And help with the dryness I was having. Even though Jordan was offering me water it didn't take the icky taste in my mouth. So the gum was fabulous! And then I got chapstick on, and I was like renewed and back in my zone. I remember envisoning ocean waves, and when I felt like I couldn't take the contraction anymore, I knew I only had 10 seconds of that before the contraction would calm down (like a wave, it would rise, peak and fall). My midwife had to go leave to deliver another baby. I was in my zone and not opening my eyes at that point, so I honestly didn't even notice. Until I started to feel pressure and was in the recliner I told the nurse it felt good to push. The nurse got my midwife, and she was going to check me, so I got up from the recliner, which of COURSE I had a contraction, why is it every time a woman in labor goes to move she gets a contraction? Here is the most awesome/funny/ or worst part.. however you look at it.. I was pushing when I was having contractions so when I got up from the recliner I leaned on the bed and I was softly pushing, but my midwife of course has to be down there and check everything, and this push water comes out!! I was 8 cm dilated. At that point we lowered pitocin a bit and started filling the tub, because I had been asking to go in the tub, she wanted to try, but we had to wean me off pitocin, and we didn't want to just shut it off and have labor just stop.<br>
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We tried to have me lay on my side in the bed, but it just hurt too much to have my belly hang like that. I think I was partially on my side, but not SO on my side where my belly hung. At first the pushes I was doing were just to relieve the pressure I was feeling. It felt good to push and I feel like they were pretty gentle. But then the involuntary pushes came. I wasn't fully dilated when they came, but there is just nothing I could do at that point, it was completely my body pushing at that point. This time is pretty blurry to me. So it might not be in the correct order, etc. I tried a few times to be funny, but my funny attempts were more about how I didn't want to do this anymore. I also felt like I was giving commentary. I would say " I feel like I am ripping into two" " I am pooping!!" - which by the way, I wasn't. They informed me that it was just the baby moving down that made it feel like that. I also said " can we order the epidural" my midwife said "Tara, we are having this baby" and the nurse said "I bet by 5:30" and then I said "is it 5:20 PM?" that was my attempt at a funny. haha. I honestly was just scared this would go on forever, which is the only reason I said I wanted the epidural, I more or less just wanted the needle guy sitting there waiting for me in case it was going to be much longer. The encouragement I got from my midwife when she said "Tara, we are having this baby" sunk in, and I never thought of the epidural again, I started to focus on what was going on. I also asked at that point if they could see him and they said yes. They asked if I wanted a mirror and I said no, I just want him out. I prayed out loud to God, I can't remember exactly what I prayed, but I believe it was something along the lines of either "help me do this" or "get him out" one of those.. :) He was born a VERY short time later! My midwife told me she could see Luke spin before he came out. I firmly believe it was God helping me get him out. I felt God so strongly during the pushing phase. I know He was there with me helping me get through it and helping Luke get out quickly. Luke was born at 5:32 PM I pushed for about 20 minutes, but was only fully dilated for a few minutes before he was born. At the end my blood pressure got a little scary high (not needing magnesium high, but higher than the midwife and nurse liked) but he was born before the next blood pressure reading came, and right after he was born I had almost perfect blood pressure! I remember visualizing Luke coming out, and was pushing with all my might when he was born, I may have been making some loud noises, but I heard my midwife say something, I honestly can't remember what she said, but I *think* it was something along the lines of "Tara you can grab your baby" I had in my birth plan I wanted to grab him and place him on my chest (belly, since we did delayed cord clamping) I opened my eyes and saw my baby between my legs, and the blue umbilical cord. It is a visual that may be foggy for me, but I will NEVER forget. A truly amazing experience to see him between my legs. I grabbed him, and placed him on my belly.<br>
We did delayed cord clamping, and once Jordan cut the cord we took my shirt off and did skin to skin contact. We were really excited to see what he weighed, because well we knew we weren't having a super small little guy! ;) He was 8 lbs 6 oz of perfection. Luke latched on and nursed right away!<br>
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PS- I have a video of Luke's birth as well. No privates are shown, if interested let me know! I will send you the link and password. </div>
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Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06662172783076354604noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893516601161984985.post-16466791591867312882015-01-02T14:09:00.000-06:002015-01-02T14:09:00.459-06:00My Dear Sweet Adeline is turning 2!<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13.63636302948px; line-height: 17.5636348724365px;">Some fun facts about Adeline as she is turning two:</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13.63636302948px; line-height: 17.5636348724365px;">1. If you call out for Adeline from a different room she will respond with "what" </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13.63636302948px; line-height: 17.5636348724365px;">2. Tell her you have to pee (or potty) and she will go into the bathroom and open the lid for you and say "there ya go!" </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13.63636302948px; line-height: 17.5636348724365px;">3. She sits on porky for him to give her rides.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13.63636302948px; line-height: 17.5636348724365px;">4. She loves to climb and jump on everything, but put her on a swing and she screams and cries.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13.63636302948px; line-height: 17.5636348724365px;">5. Her favorite question: "where's daddy/mommy?" </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13.63636302948px; line-height: 17.5636348724365px;">6. Tell her "love you" and she will blow you a kiss with a "muuuaaaaahhhhhhh"</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13.63636302948px; line-height: 17.5636348724365px;">7. She will share her food with you, and hand feed it to you, eaten or not. </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13.63636302948px; line-height: 17.5636348724365px;">8. She loves to draw circles with pen and paper</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13.63636302948px; line-height: 17.5636348724365px;">9. She loves her nuks. She needs 3 in order to sleep, one in her mouth and one in each hand. </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13.63636302948px; line-height: 17.5636348724365px;">10. she prefers to play with cars and trucks over dolls. </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13.63636302948px; line-height: 17.5636348724365px;">11. she LOVES helping around the house. In fact she feeds Porky daily, she helps load and unload the dishwasher, she sweeps and cleans up. :) </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13.63636302948px; line-height: 17.5636348724365px;"><br /></span>
<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13.63636302948px; line-height: 17.5636348724365px;">I can't believe she is going to be 2 already. I remember my labor, her birth and her little baby self so clearly. I am so blessed to have spent every day of her life with her. She brings joy and laughter to everyone that knows her. I love seeing her personality shine! I often just stare at her in amazement. I am beyond blessed to be her mother. She is coming out of her shell with people that aren't her daddy, mommy, Mimi or auntie. Which is so nice! Her papa is her newest favorite person. She loves to give high fives and absolutely LOVES to laugh and play around. She is not a very big snuggler, but I do get snuggles through out the day, and I soak up every second of them. She is in her big girl bed now and doing fabulous! Her big grin every morning as I open up her door brings the biggest smile and warmest feeling in my heart. </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13.63636302948px; line-height: 17.5636348724365px;"><br /></span>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mimi, cousin Bryn, Adeline and papa! Some of Adeline's favorite people!</td></tr>
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This was the first year we went trick or treating and it was actually way more fun than I thought it would be! </div>
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First off my husband dressed as batman this year. to work.. it was amazing. Seriously. Best Batman I ever seen. And to top it off, he hid and as his boss unlocked the front doors, he grabbed his bosses arm, scared the crap out of him. It is a good thing they are friends. haha.</div>
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Then after nap I got Adeline dressed up in her witch costume. She didn't mind wearing either just the hat and tights or just the dress and tights, but SHE WOULD NOT wear all 3 things at once. It was comical. After photos we dressed warm and went trick or treating. I didn't think she would last more than a few houses, but Adeline, her cousin and my cousins had a blast going around our whole neighborhood. Adeline and Bryn (her cousin who is 5 weeks younger) would run after their cousins and run up to the next house, and hold up their trick or treat bag. It was a very proud moment for me. :) </div>
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<br />Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06662172783076354604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893516601161984985.post-18466111365180108082014-12-26T07:00:00.000-06:002014-12-26T07:00:03.425-06:00Thanksgiving 2014<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
Jordan was on his final day of having the flu on Thanksgiving (influenza A) so he pretty much just laid around for Thanksgiving. But he did join in on the fun! And I was thankful for him being there with us! We went to his moms house where we had delicious food and Adeline got to drink from her big girl Frozen cup, nap with daddy and jump on Grandma's furniture. We then went to my parents house, where Adeline got to play with her cousin Bryn and her Mimi and Papa and eat delicious food! </div>
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It was a great day with family! I love the holidays. The buzz of going around family to family, delicious food, memories, laughs, memories being made... I just LOVE the warm fuzzies this time of year brings me! Plus I had been craving Thanksgiving food for like a month, so for me, it was like a dream come true! </div>
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Oh I also made this amazing Sweet potato casserole! It was my sisters favorite dish ever! Win for me! Here is the recipe I followed: <a href="http://www.pinterest.com/pin/199495458469950304/">http://www.pinterest.com/pin/199495458469950304/</a></div>
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I added marshmallows on the top and a little more butter as well. </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">so proud, drinking from her big girl cup</td></tr>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"><strong><em>Total weight gain:</em></strong></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"> 6 lbs</span><br />
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I felt like I "knew" that it was going to be a boy. But I was in utter shock when he was actually a boy!! :) haha.Funny isn't it. It was so fun to watch him on the screen and see his face squished agained my placenta, see his arms and legs, and of course the gender identifying "junk"! We are so excited to be adding a little boy to our family! Jordan of course is excited that boys will be the dominant gender again. :) (porkchop, Jordan and baby boy vs me and Adeline)<br />
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<br />Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06662172783076354604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893516601161984985.post-70505045737790376022014-10-23T21:48:00.001-05:002014-10-23T21:53:10.251-05:00Let the Bumpdates begin! 13 weeks with 10, 12 & 13 week pictures)I haven't been doing my weekly bumpdates with baby # 2, and I just went through and saw Adeline's bumpdates, even though the pictures aren't there (I am going to try and remedy that) I love reading them. I decided I don't want this baby or myself to get deprived of that opportunity to come back and read these.<br />
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Plus one of the reasons I didn't want to do bumpdates is because I am 20 some pounds heavier than I was with Adeline. But I need to learn to love myself and my body just the way I am.<br />
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Onto my 13 week Bumpdate! :)<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"><strong><em>Total weight gain:</em></strong></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"> 2 lbs</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"><em style="font-weight: bold;">Maternity clothes: </em>Ever since having Adeline jeans have never fit me right, so I moved to maternity jeans right away, and wondered why I just didn't stay in them after having Adeline! however I do have a pair of jeans that always was a bit bigger on me, that I can still wear, they are just getting tight in the belly now. </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"><em><strong>Best moment of the week:</strong> </em>My husband saying we can do the gender ultrasound at a 3d imaging place in about 3 weeks!!! Due to insurance issues we have to wait until January (when I will be about 24 weeks) to do the 20 week ultrasound. A friend told me about this place that does gender reveal ultrasounds for $100! That is $400 cheaper than the hospital! He agreed that we could do that so I will be setting up the appointment tomorrow! wooohoo!! </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"><em><strong>Food cravings:</strong></em></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"> pablos. So far this pregnancy I have been craving big hearty meals. </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"><em><strong>Food aversions:</strong></em></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"> nothing. </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"><em><strong>Symptoms:</strong></em></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"> some cramping (which I assume is just my body growing) and my boobs are sore (and growing (- I don't need them to grow. haha)!) Other than that I am feeling fabulous! </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;"></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"><em><strong>Movement:</strong></em></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;">none yet</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"><em><strong>Gender:</strong></em></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"> hopefully only a few more weeks!</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"><em style="font-weight: bold;">What I’m looking forward to: </em>My growing belly, finding out gender, feeling movement! </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"><strong><em>What I miss: </em></strong></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;">nothing. I LOVE LOVE LOVE knowing there is a little baby in my belly!! It is just the most amazing thing ever!</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"><em><strong>Next appt: </strong></em></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;">I need to call and schedule it. But in about 4 weeks. </span></div>
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<br />Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06662172783076354604noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893516601161984985.post-82195760278800634282014-10-10T22:18:00.003-05:002014-10-10T22:18:40.259-05:00Lately- and some exciting news! <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
First things first! We are so excited!!! </div>
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I totally think this baby is going to be a boy, because so far (in my 12 weeks of pregnancy) I have been craving meals, feasts. I dream of thanksgiving and big hearty meals. Like this one, I made at 11 PM. With Adeline I craved sweets. With Adeline I also craved milk and pickles, NOT this pregnancy. </div>
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I also joined a MOPS group at our church! We just had our first meeting, and I am really excited for this year! </div>
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During my morning (all day) sickness days, we had snack in our bed, she is just too cute not to share this picture. </div>
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She loves to play outside! I love how this picture captures her movements when walking/running. </div>
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You can't really tell, but she fell down our deck stairs and has a goose egg on her forehead. However, this photo captures her beauty so nicely. :)<br />
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Here is baby # 2!! They changed my due date to April 26th based on baby's measurements, fine by me. I am planning on this baby being a May baby. Because I remember when I was 39 weeks with Adeline I would wake up heart broken I hadn't gone into labor while I was asleep, and I really don't want to do that to myself again. We don't have a nickname for this baby yet. Adeline was named "ice" because I thought it was funny, "ice berg" :) Nothing has stuck yet. </div>
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Adeline is really serious about her bath time playing. :) Believe it or not, she really was having a blast! </div>
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My morning started off a little stressful, we were getting ready to leave the house I just got the "time crunch" stress.<br />
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As time went on we both just had more and more fun together! He has been working a lot of hours, he is currently starting transitioning into a new career and so he is working two jobs right now. Soon he will be working 70 hours a week. 7 days a week. 10 hours a day. I am a little sad, but I know it is temporary and it is a step in the right direction for our family.<br />
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It may be a baby step, but it's a step!<br />
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Today we talked, we joked, we planned, we dreamed, we opened our hearts to one another. (swoon)<br />
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Our 5th wedding anniversary is coming up in August and we are going "up north" as us Minnesotans call it! :) It is a few hours north of where we live. I can't wait! We will be staying in a little cottage for a few days. They have lots of daily activities and Adeline being 1.5 years will be able to enjoy it this year so much more than she did when she was 6 months old. :) I am so excited! Just to have a few days to get away, enjoy the lake, get away from the daily hustle and bustle is going to be awesome! I am not sure if they have internet, and I know they don't have cable. I hope to be able to read every night and just relax and enjoy our family being together! Porkchop, our english bulldog, will be joining us too! He sleeps about 18 hours a day, so he will be happy as a clam if we take him on two walks a day, and then some peace to sleep!<br />
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Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06662172783076354604noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893516601161984985.post-36082121242189283072014-07-31T20:38:00.004-05:002014-07-31T20:38:49.177-05:00Look what I have! I am so excited! I got 3 cucumbers from my garden today! AND I have tons of growing tomatoes! And I have 1 green pepper gowing!!! WOOOOHOO!! That is like a total success! Well much more successful than my previous attempts. :)<br />
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I am so excited! Maybe next year I will try having chickens!<br />
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Look at that weird cucumber in the middle! It was on the ground growing, so maybe its like... SUPER INFUSED with nutrients... or something..<br />
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<br />Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06662172783076354604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893516601161984985.post-49462054396282143092014-05-17T21:34:00.002-05:002014-05-17T21:34:45.612-05:00My life story in 300 wordsThe story of my life in 300-ish words<br />
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I was born and raised in Shakopee, MN. I have a sister that is 23 months older than me and two younger half brothers and a younger half sister. I graduated high school in 2004, went to a state college for a year, I decided not to go back since I had no idea what I wanted to major in so I went to a technical school and got my AAS degree. I met Jordan, my husband, in January 2008 at a mutual friends house, that July we officially started dating, December 2008 he proposed and August 2009 we were married! I decided to pursue my dream to become a photographer shortly after we were married, I started classes, getting a mentor, and practicing. In November 2010 we started our adventure of having a baby! I wasn't pregnant getting pregnant, or even ovulating, I was concerned I might have PCOS, since I know a few people in my family who have it. I was right, I have PCOS, which was making me not ovulate. I started to juice, and eat unprocessed foods. Fast forward to May 2012, and I found out I was pregnant! It was so surreal! January 3rd 2013, after 23 hours of labor Adeline was born. It was the best and most amazing experience. I went back to work after 10 weeks and worked one day, and decided to be a work at home mom. I work part time for my church and also have my own photography business. I feel like my 20's have been a lot of learning, and getting my life started. I turn 29 in September, and I plan to enter my 30's a hot, energized, full of joy, and organized wife and mom! :)<br />
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<br />Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06662172783076354604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893516601161984985.post-65763662140469140742014-05-07T21:27:00.004-05:002014-05-07T21:27:53.439-05:00Public Speaking & Excellent Language Skills.Public speaking & excellent language skills are talents I wish I had. I am a horrible speaker, publicly AND one on one. I mumble, talk soft, and I can never think of the correct words to use. I forget simple words like "that" or if I am thinking of something specific you can count on me NOT remembering what it is called. You can count on me forgetting the punch line to jokes, or ONLY remembering the punch line. I fidget, fumble and say stupid things. I rush and ramble. I am a mess when it comes to language.<br />
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One time at church we were trying to come up with an acronym for some values and I came up with PECKR.... yep.. before I could even think it, it came out of my mouth. Needless to say the discussion was closed and never brought up again after that. Um, embarrassing.<br />
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I couldn't think of the word "door" when telling a friend about our door. So I said "the swing-y thing that you walk in and out of" Then as my husband laughed at me (please laugh at me, it is a funny "quirk" about me, I encourage you to laugh and not think too deeply on my lack of talent with speech) I proceeded to say "well, its a good thing you didn't marry me for my goodness with words." OYE.<br />
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Oh yes, I am quite elegant with my words.<br />
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Part of me would love to get up and teach lessons to adults, bible lessons, photography lessons, etc. However, could you imagine? They would probably leave more confused then when they arrived. Haha!<br />
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I contemplate taking a college course on public speaking, or something similar. Now isn't the right time in my life, but it is definitely on my bucket list.<br />
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<br />Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06662172783076354604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893516601161984985.post-86917734777359557672014-04-30T13:45:00.001-05:002014-04-30T13:45:49.896-05:00Giving up Sugar.I am giving up sugar. It starts tomorrow! AAAAHHH. I am going to keep my coffee, because you don't want to mess with my coffee! But here is my plan so far:<br />
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eggs, bacon, coffee,<br />
egg, potato, green pepper, red pepper,onion casserole.<br />
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(INSERT GASP) No breakfast. I know they say that breakfast is the most important meal of the day, but for me it is easier for me to skip breakfast and push out eating until lunch, I have more will power and motivation in the morning. It works for me.. but I know it doesn't for a lot of people.<br />
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salad- I am planning on lots of salads, making them REALLY well and elaborate- that is key to me.<br />
chicken & green beans<br />
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Steak & Veggie<br />
Chicken & veggie<br />
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I am hoping to add on and expand my meal plans as time goes on, but I think this meal plan will get me through the first week.<br />
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WISH ME LUCK! I will keep yo updated.. Hopefully it will all be fabulous updates!! :) And I REALLY hope I can stick with it! I can do it... I can do it... I can do it... I WILL do it!<br />
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<br />Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06662172783076354604noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893516601161984985.post-90198325548267996942014-03-30T23:48:00.001-05:002014-03-30T23:48:01.524-05:00water... it's a funny thing.All day today I have felt out of it, tired and lazy. I spent most of my day playing with Adeline outside, which was awesome! But I was just not motivated to do housework. I called my husband at work and let him know I was too tired to clean so not to expect anything awesome when he came home. I laid in bed and drank 32 ounces of water because I was thirsty. Then all of a sudden I start cleaning the bathroom and cleaning up the kitchen... Water never ceases to amaze me! I mean what a mood changer and energy changer! I love water. I know and have known for years how important water really is. But gosh tonight just reminded me.. again. Water for the win.<br />
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Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06662172783076354604noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893516601161984985.post-26589734644814430822014-03-26T23:37:00.001-05:002014-03-26T23:39:02.876-05:00Ring re sizing. I am way to excited about it!<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IW-1S8-jzSI/UqVJJqwj5TI/AAAAAAAAD_0/AvOvSIjoeSo/s1600/Day+38.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IW-1S8-jzSI/UqVJJqwj5TI/AAAAAAAAD_0/AvOvSIjoeSo/s1600/Day+38.jpg" height="426" width="640" /></a>I am so excited! I am getting my ring resized! (the title didn't give that away or anything.. haha) It is on its way to New York right now! Have I told you it is a Tiffany & Co ring?! I love my ring so much! I love the man who gave it to me much more. but it is the most beautiful ring. It is a ring beyond my dreams. And I haven't been able to wear it for about 2.5 years because I gained weight... I am finally at a place in my life where I am accepting myself and body more than I ever have.<br />
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I know I won't drop these 50 lbs in 6 months. I know realistically I am on a life long journey of health and fitness. So I got my ring sized so I can finally wear it again, but also I feel like it is part of my "healing" process of accepting and loving myself and my body and not having these unrealistic expectations of myself.<br />
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I get it back April 10th and I cannot wait! I will be flashing that baby around like no tomorrow! :) Feel free to roll your eyes. I would too. haha. But I am like "little kid going to disneyland" excited for this ring to come back and fit beautifully on this little hand I have! :)<br />
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<br />Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06662172783076354604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893516601161984985.post-57377202580038826882014-03-19T23:01:00.002-05:002014-03-19T23:01:55.119-05:00Update on the little lady.I was tickling Adeline's belly this morning, and the pure joy and glee she was expressing brought me to tears. It was such a precious moment that I will remember forever. I love how she loves me, and how I am her world right now. <div>
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She has started babbling like crazy. I die. It is the cutest thing ever.<br />
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Thank you (dink you)<br />
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Mama<br />
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Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06662172783076354604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893516601161984985.post-6427222507105226232014-03-03T21:59:00.002-06:002014-03-03T21:59:30.654-06:00What do I want to accomplish? Today was the second day I went to the gym. I am two for two! Woot woot! It was the first time I dropped Adeline off at the gym's daycare they told me "she did good, for it being her first time." She is a mama's girl. :)<br />
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The first day I worked out at the gym I was really insecure, felt like I didn't belong, I was afraid to work up too much of a sweat afraid my fat would jiggle too much, afraid people would judge me.<br />
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Today was much better. I went in, was a lot more confident. It was forced confidence but confidence non the less. I hopped on the treadmill, warmed up, ran a pathetic amount, walked and then moved on to the weight machines.<br />
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I can't wait until I can see a difference! I feel like my day is a little longer now since going to the gym (I know.. its only been two days! haha)<br />
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I am going to make this a habit. I am going to make this our ritual. This is a lifestyle change. (note to self: repeat until you believe)<br />
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What do I want to accomplish by going to the gym?<br />
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1. Most importantly, self confidence. My self confidence has never been so low. And I want it back. I can't stand how insecure I am!! If someone looks at me I want to melt into the wall! And that is not who I am. I love to laugh, I love to have fun! I used to enjoy being the center of attention. Now all I think is "oh I bet they think she has gotten so fat." I want to be comfortable in my own skin and be confident again.<br />
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2. Get to wedding weight!<br />
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4. Get alone time. I feel that ever since I had Adeline I lost myself in motherhood. I never looked in the mirror. I never took more than 3 seconds to put an outfit together. I don't really ever go anywhere without Adeline. So I think going to the gym working on myself and getting alone time will be great for me! :)<br />
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<br />Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06662172783076354604noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893516601161984985.post-20799721619554826412014-03-01T23:25:00.000-06:002014-03-03T21:59:57.930-06:00Skinny here I come.. I think. I joined a gym today! AHHH!!<br />
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Jordan and I sat down and discussed the possibility of me joining a gym (my prompting) a few days ago. It is a huge financial commitment for us. This decision was not taken lightly by either of us. Jordan and I are very conscious of every penny we spend, and where we put it. So we discussed what my goals are in going to the gym, and then decided I needed a plan.<br />
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Jordan and I discussed that with me going to this gym I am making a commitment to go at least 5 days a week, and also to meal plan, and prepare my days for success. We are expecting results.<br />
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We made the leap! We did a tour today and I honestly can't wait to get started!!!<br />
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I was so overwhelmed walking through the gym, envisioning myself and Adeline going there every day. I felt like I was in a trance as they talked to me, showed me things and asked questions. Then I left the gym, it sank in a bit and now I am really excited!!<br />
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I am scared. I am scared I won't lose weight. I am scared I won't go all the time. I am scared that Adeline won't like the daycare, so I won't be able to take her. I am scared of all the excuses I may come up with.<br />
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However, I am slowly removing all of my excuses for not losing weight. I got a gym membership, the gym has a daycare so I can bring adeline, it has weights, pool, classes, treadmills, all the keys to success, as far as the physical part goes.<br />
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I feel really good about this! I feel like this is what I need and I am excited to head to the gym and make it apart of my every day life! I am excited that I am taking action in reaching my goal of losing weight!<br />
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<br />Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06662172783076354604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893516601161984985.post-74754950879602742052014-02-10T21:57:00.001-06:002014-02-10T21:57:02.578-06:00A letter to myself..I am beautiful. Just the way I am. I don't need to lose weight to be beautiful. I am beautiful now. My body is beautiful. I am attractive. I am worth it. I am worth the effort to take care of myself, to make healthy changes, to pay attention to myself. I am worth it. I deserve it.Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06662172783076354604noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893516601161984985.post-50503609827092389312014-02-08T00:04:00.001-06:002014-02-08T00:04:16.724-06:0010 important things to know when becoming a mom. <div style="text-align: center;">
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1. <b>Sleep will come again. </b>My daughter came in this world and wouldn't go down for the night until 1 AM. Her night time sleep was maybe two 3 hours stretches. She would nurse for 30 minutes at a time. so the most sleep I was getting was 2.5 hours at a time. I was out of it. But it didn't affect me like I thought it would. No matter what time of day/night she needed to nurse I happily got her and nursed her. She would make me smile, and warm my heart, no matter how tired. Even when cluster feeding. (cluster feedings... I should write a whole post about those! They are a doozy, but so worth it!) The time will come where she will magically sleep through the night. It will be fabulous, and you will forget all too quickly about being up all night.<br />
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2. <b>Breastfeeding is worth it</b> (if you can/want to). In the beginning it is hard, it exhausts you, it is worrisome, but once you get your groove it is amazing and so worth it. And honestly, it is easier than bottles (obviously, I am just talking from my experience). I mean whip your boob out and she can eat. Wham, bam, thank you maam. No warming bottles, no dishes. Trust me.. they eat a lot, and that adds up to a lot of dishes. :) I was amazed at how easy it was... once I got the hang of it. I had a struggle at first, it took 4 days for my milk to come in, so Adeline was extremely hungry when it finally did come in. By then the nurse said she lost too much weight and I had to introduce her to the bottle right away, and she preferred the bottle, so it was a struggle to get her to latch and nurse. We fought through it all, and I breastfed for a year. It was great. She self weaned, one day she just refused to nurse, she screamed and cried every time I tried to nurse her. After 3 days of that (don't worry I was giving her bottles when she needed milk) I decided it was not just a nursing strike and she was done. My period had come back at that point and I think my hormones changed and the taste of my milk changed. <br />
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3. <b>Trust your gut. </b>You know what is best for your child. You know what works and what doesn't for your child (it takes trial and error). You know your child more than anyone else, you know how to care for your child. Don't get me wrong, I love asking other mom's questions and getting other's opinions. But remember they are just opinions. Things that work miraculously for my child, don't work for the next. Things that I feel are right for my child, aren't right for the next child. If there was a "best way" to mother/parent, WE ALL WOULD KNOW about it! Instead, we as mother's have to trust your gut and do the best we can.<br />
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4. <b>Food helps</b>. At least for my child. Once my daughter started on solids (at 6 months old) she started sleeping through the night. If your child seems interested in food, and your pediatrician recommends it, I suggest trying and starting your child on food! It really helped Adeline sleep longer and better. <br />
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5. <b>Let go of all preconceived ideas.</b> I had this idea that I could get so much done during the day while taking care of my daughter. I thought I could do it all. In some cases I am able to get a bunch of things done, but some days all Adeline wants to do is snuggle, or she needs extra attention some days. And it is usually at the most inconvenient time you could think of. I have learned to just embrace this. I put my hands up in the air, and just enjoy her snuggles. I throw my to do list away, and just provide whatever Adeline needs at that time.<br />
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6. <b>You can't do it all.</b> This kind of goes with the previous. I thought I could work for the church part time, have my photography business, and be a stay at home mom who takes care of everything, and have it perfect. I thought I would be SKINNY, be beautiful, dishes and laundry done, floors swept and mopped, dinner cooking and child playing quietly when dad arrives home from work. Let me tell you- it doesn't happen that way. In the beginning, food didn't get cooked, floors... I didn't even realize they existed and more often than not I had spit up on my clothes. As I have adjusted to being a mom, I am learning to balance it all much more nicely ( she becomes more and more independent as she gets older, that helps!) But I have also learned to roll with the punches. I now know I can't do it all. I can however, pick up, shower, smell nice, get dinner started and play with Adeline. I just am behind on laundry, dishes, floors, oh the dog... yea he hasn't been walked outside since before it snowed. Just go with it, and love it. You will be so much happier!<br />
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7. <b>More clothes does not make it is easier.</b> Jordan and I are on a budget, a tight one. Getting things for baby was not on the list, so I took any and everything I could from those giving it away. I ended up with twice as much as this picture shows. It actually has been a nightmare. Don't get me wrong, I AM SO THANKFUL FOR IT ALL! However, I kept way too much! Adeline wore EVERY outfit. However, I feel I didn't get to utilize her SUPER ADORABLE outfits as much as I wanted because I was so worried about not getting in the outfits. Bottom line: I kept too many clothes. Now I have a much different idea. Less is more when it comes to baby clothes.<br />
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8. <b>Take care of yourself.</b> I am embarrassed for myself when I look back at what I looked like most of the time after having Adeline. I never looked in the mirror, I only dressed out of pajamas if I had to. (my jobs allow me to wear whatever I want.. a blessing and a curse) I never did my hair, I never wore contacts, I wore slip on ugly shoes, I wore my maternity jeans if I needed to wear jeans, which didn't fit right not pregnant. I wore my belly band not pregnant (and it has seen better days) UGH. So embarrassing!! I now am trying to take care of myself and remember to take 10 minutes a day to just feel good about myself. And it is renewing. It feels amazing to do your hair and makeup and get dressed! I hope you listen to this tidbit. I know it feels like you don't have time. I know as a mom you are now on the bottom of the list to take care of, but just for a few minutes of the day, move yourself to the top. It is important. Don't lose your identity.<br />
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9. <b>Keep dating your spouse. </b>Having a child is not conducive to having one on one time with your husband. It is really important to keep your relationship fresh. Parenting definitely adds new stresses on the relationship. Keeping the relationship on the top of the important list will make your life so much easier. I mean your child was born because of the love you have for each other. I find reminding myself daily on reasons I love my husband makes me fall more and more in love with him. </div>
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Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06662172783076354604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893516601161984985.post-71839511286231326712014-02-07T00:22:00.001-06:002014-02-07T00:22:04.711-06:00I cannot be perfect. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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I was on a great streak of counting calories, and I was seeing a difference on my scale and feeling great. Then some of my family came to town (dun dun dun). They fed us like king and queens, and out went my calorie counting, I kept telling myself I will get back to it on Sunday. Then Adeline and I got the flu, at the same time. Then it was "recovering" then I was just out of practice... and here I am 2 weeks later, just starting, but with a new outlook on it. You see I have this problem... I like to make HUGE goals which aren't realistic but I think they are realistic because in my head I can do everything and be perfect.<br />
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I am slowly learning, this is not true. I can't do it all. I cannot be perfect.<br />
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So I came up with smaller goals.<br />
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This week. I am eating 1800 calories and walking 1 mile a day.<br />
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That is it. That is all my goals are. I am not focusing on anything else. I hope this works.<br />
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Everyone always tells me to make smaller goals... and since my BIG goals are not getting me anywhere.. I suppose it is time to listen and try their way.<br />
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So here I am... I haven't gotten on the scale yet, and it was only day 2 of my small goals. But I feel hope, I feel excited about smaller goals, I feel like it is doable, and maintainable.<br />
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I feel like my body will adjust to eating 1800 calories and then I can lower it to 1600 calories and not shock my body so much. I think this will be easier mentally and physically. SO MAYBE JUST MAYBE I can stick to it and get my skinny self.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This was Adeline playing today. She is turning into such a little girl, and it melts my heart! Watching her drawn to purses and necklaces, and then standing on her feet.. I mean seriously. I die. So cute. Time please slow down. </td></tr>
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<br />Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06662172783076354604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893516601161984985.post-26683135453336536492014-01-26T19:48:00.000-06:002014-01-26T19:48:24.222-06:00On Friday I weighed myself and lost 2 lbs! Since Tuesday! I was ecstatic! However, family came into town, and well I ate too much. I know I gained it all back, but I won't weigh myself until Tuesday to hopefully undo some damage...<br />
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I am still motivated, even after this bad weekend of over eating to lose weight. My goal is to lose 37 lbs for my 5th wedding anniversary! Wouldn't that be fun! :)<br />
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Tomorrow my plan is<br />
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Oatmeal & toast for breakfast<br />
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celery, carrot, potato soup for lunch<br />
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fish, rice and grean means for dinner<br />
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banana and strawberries and grapefruit for any snacks i need<br />
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Adeline just puked a few hours ago and then went to bed, but I am hoping she is feeling better tomorrow and we will have a fun day doing laundry, cleaning, eating healthy and doing photography and church work! :)<br />
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^ A girl can dream I will get all that done, right? :)Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06662172783076354604noreply@blogger.com1