tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75353690605779797482024-03-05T09:58:17.439-08:00Welcome to my lifeAmandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15475894996684337257noreply@blogger.comBlogger578125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7535369060577979748.post-44950936179197584092015-03-04T07:30:00.005-08:002015-03-04T07:30:52.035-08:00Catching up on lifeThis have been crazy around our house, but I wanted to get everyone caught up.<br />
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<li>We have walking baby!!!! As of last week, Jeanette is walking on her own. She is still crawling some but she's walking a lot of the time and doesn't need to hold on. She has also mastered climbing the stairs and chasing the cat. He is not sure what to think about her walking.<br /><div style="text-align: center;">
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<li>Andrew started his new job about three weeks ago and so far, things are going really well. He likes all of the people that he's working with and being able to work four, 10 hour shifts has been working better for our family.</li>
<li>To try and jump start my weight loss, I joined the new WeightWatchers online program through work. I've been doing a hybrid workout for a few weeks which involves Turbo Fire and PiYo but I needed to get myself even more motivated. After giving up fast food and fried foods for lent, I thought this would be a good idea. Our work offers a deep discount on the monthly fee for WeightWatchers and holds free meetings on campus for employees. I have had success in the past so I hope it's the same this time around.<br /><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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<li>Like most people in Ohio, I am so sick of winter. The weather has been so crazy from -20 windchills, to blinding snow, to big snowstorms that strand us at our house all weekend to rain and fog yesterday which turned to sleet this morning and will turn back to snow tonight.....MAKE IT STOP! <br /><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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<li>Jeanette is now in a forward facing carseat which I really like and she loves being able to look out the window while we are driving.<br /><div style="text-align: center;">
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<li>On Monday night, Jeanette developed a bad cough, which turned out to be croup. She has been miserable and taking care of her has been exhausting. I took her to the doctor yesterday morning and they started her on steriods. So far today, she hasn't had a fever and I hope that she's feeling better soon.<br />
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Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15475894996684337257noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7535369060577979748.post-41575556173166137432015-02-20T07:16:00.003-08:002015-02-20T07:16:57.960-08:00FIVE on FridayThis week has been crazy, difficult and exhausting....<br />
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<i>ONE</i>: As you may have <a href="http://drewsgirl2608.blogspot.com/2015/02/goodbye-dear-friend.html">already read</a>, we had our dog put down on Monday. It was one of the hardest things I have ever done. So far this week I've called out for her to come eat food off the floor, worried about getting home to let her out and cried when we got a sympathy card from our vet. I've cried more times than that too. Life is so different without her and a piece of my heart went with her when she left us. <br />
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<i>TWO</i>: I've actually been pretty good about working out over the last two weeks. I've been doing a hybrid of TurboFire and PiYo which I think is going to help kick my butt into gear. My diet is slowly getting better. The first major step was giving up my morning Starbucks run. I've also given up fried foods and fast food for lent. </div>
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<i>THREE</i>: Winter is an ugly thing for many people this year, central Ohio has been no exception. It's -9 right now and tomorrow we could get 3-7 inches of snow on top of the 3-5 that are already on the ground. I have a playdate planned for tomorrow, but may have to cancel if the weather is bad. Last weekend I missed my nieces birthday party on Saturday because of near white out conditions.....</div>
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<i>FOUR</i>: Andrew started his new job last Friday and things are going well. He has gotten back into the groove of things and I think he will do very well with this job change. I can already tell that his stress level has decreased and he just seems like a happier person. It's amazing what getting rid of job stress can do for a person. I'm so proud of him for making this change because I know it was not easy for him. <br />
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<i>FIVE</i>: I'm super addicted to online shopping right now and have been scoring a lot of good deals. I have also found that searching for online coupon codes can save me even more money, <a href="http://www.retailmenot.com/">Retail Me Not</a> is my favorite site for coupon codes. I've been trying hard not to spend so much, but Jeanette doesn't have many 18 month clothes and I'm on the hunt for good deals! So far I scored some adorable outfits from a Carters President's Day sale and snagged some Toms for her on Zulily. I plan to take some of her birthday money to Once Upon a Child in the next couple of weeks to find her some used clothes. <br />
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Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15475894996684337257noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7535369060577979748.post-7829945513402800682015-02-16T13:13:00.000-08:002015-02-16T13:13:49.965-08:00Goodbye dear friendToday we said goodbye to our dear, sweet basset hound Bessie. She was about 16 years old. Last week, we noticed she wasn't eating as well took her to the vet and got her on some medicine for a tooth infection. We figured she would get back to feeling better and everything would be okay. Then she stopped eating and drinking, she got sick fast and we knew there wasn't much we could do. We took her into the vet this morning and said our goodbyes, we cried and held her and told her how much we loved her and how much she would be missed. It was probably one of the hardest things I've ever had to do.<br />
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Bessie was your typical basset hound, smart (maybe too smart), smelly, noisy, lazy and a great family dog. She adored Andrew since he rescued her from near death when he got out of high school. She was tied up with another dog, had a broken leg and was almost starved to death.<br />
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When we first started dating, she did everything with us. We used to walk down to the McDonald's in town and get her a little cup of ice cream, take her out on the boat, go for nice walks picnics and even camping. She loved a mild spring day, taking a sun bath, sleeping, stealing food or begging for food, following her snout and just being loved. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">7 years ago when I first met Bessie</td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: 17.3333339691162px;"> </span><i style="font-size: 17.3333339691162px;"> So this is where we part, My Friend, </i></div>
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<i style="font-size: 17.3333339691162px;"> and you'll run on, around the bend,</i></div>
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<i style="font-size: 17.3333339691162px;"> gone from sight, but not from mind, </i></div>
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<i style="font-size: 17.3333339691162px;"> new pleasures there you'll surely find.</i></div>
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<i style="font-size: 17.3333339691162px;"> I will go on, I'll find the strength, </i></div>
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<i style="font-size: 17.3333339691162px;"> life measures quality, not its length.</i></div>
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<i style="font-size: 17.3333339691162px;"> One long embrace before you leave, </i></div>
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<i style="font-size: 17.3333339691162px;"> share one last look, before I grieve.</i></div>
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<i style="font-size: 17.3333339691162px;"> There are others, that much is true,</i></div>
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<i style="font-size: 17.3333339691162px;"> but they be they, and they aren't you. </i></div>
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<i style="font-size: 17.3333339691162px;"> And I, fair, impartial, or so I thought, </i></div>
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<i style="font-size: 17.3333339691162px;"> will remember well all you've taught.</i></div>
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<i style="font-size: 17.3333339691162px;"> Your place I'll hold, you will be missed,</i></div>
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<i style="font-size: 17.3333339691162px;"> the fur I stroked, the nose I kissed. </i></div>
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<i style="font-size: 17.3333339691162px;"> And as you journey to your final rest, </i></div>
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<i style="font-size: 17.3333339691162px;"> take with you this...I loved you best.</i></div>
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<i style="font-size: 17.3333339691162px;">"I loved you best" - by Jim Willis</i></div>
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Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15475894996684337257noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7535369060577979748.post-48370918863295210362015-02-12T08:51:00.000-08:002015-02-12T08:51:56.948-08:00One year photosI will keep this one light on the text so you can enjoy the photos from Jeanette's one year photo shoot!<br />
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<br />Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15475894996684337257noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7535369060577979748.post-73033463457642693832015-02-10T12:20:00.002-08:002015-02-10T12:20:37.103-08:00Working mom - one year laterI took nearly three months of maternity leave when Jeanette was born last year and I struggled with the idea of being a working mom. We found a great sitter, Andrew adjusted his work schedule, my mom adjusted her schedule to watch Jeanette one day a week and I had a few back up plans for care. I talked to my boss and we came up with a flexible work agreement so that I could work from home one day per week. I was anxious to go back to work, but the adjustment was not easy.<br />
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When I first came back, I was still pumping and my supply started to dwindle. I took two breaks a day to pump and everyone in my office was great about giving me the time. But I was stressed, and after a month my supply was gone. I tried the tea, supplements and even a prescription from my doctor (which sent my emotions over the edge and made my energy level tank). I beat myself up a lot but decided that formula was the best decision for our family and my sanity. <br />
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I slowly got back into the groove of work, child care pickups and occasional sleepless nights. Where I feel behind, was keeping up on the cleaning, cooking and general daily chores. When I came home, all I wanted to do was be with Jeanette and I didn't have much desire to get things done. I gained back some of the weight I lost from nursing (and then some) and fell into a slump. It's hard not to beat yourself up when you're a mom and even harder when you're a working mom. You want to be perfect (or maybe that's just me, since I'm type A and a little obsessive), you want to be the best mom, the best employee, the best wife, cook and housekeeper. But there are nights, like the one below, when you just pass out on the couch after feeding the baby. There are days when dinner is whatever you can find in the deep freeze that isn't expired or fast food. </div>
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I often question how our family has made this all work and yes, I've had days where I wanted to throw up my hands and say "I quit" but somehow I keep on going. <br />
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<b>On a typical day:</b><br />
<i>I wake up between 5:15 and 5:30am, feed the cat and dog and get in the shower</i><br />
<i>Get dressed and ready, leave a note for Andrew if he needs to take something to the sitter and I'm out the door by 6:20am</i><br />
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<i>I get to work at 7am and start my day, some days I have lots of meetings, some days I have none. What I do at work often changes from day to day.</i><br />
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<i>Around 11am it's time for lunch and I try to make a healthy choice in the hospital cafeteria if I didn't pack, which is usually soup and a salad.</i><br />
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<i>At 3:30pm it's time to leave, every day but Mondays and Thursdays I pick Jeanette up from the sitter, I usually get home between 4:30 and 4:45pm. I get Jeanette settled in the living room, feed the dog and figure out what to make for dinner. </i><br />
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<i>By 6pm, we are all sitting down to eat. It's great that Jeanette can eat dinner with us at the same time and we don't have to try and entertain her while we eat. This also means that we are eating at the table together more, which is good!</i><br />
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<i>After dinner the meal gets cleaned up and lunches are packed. We watch the national news, Jeopardy and Wheel of Fortune (which happens to be Jeanette's favorite show, I think it's because there's lots of clapping, bright colors and fun noises). We don't always watch the whole show because most nights, she get's a bath. </i><br />
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<i>Around 8pm Jeanette goes to bed and I try to get in a workout or some time on the elliptical. If I don't workout, I will do some light cleaning or laundry. From 8:30ish to 10:30pm, you can find Andrew and I watching TV. I'm usually reading while we watch or doing Sudoku. I rarely stay up past 10:30, even on the weekends. </i><br />
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<i>Rinse and repeat - Monday through Friday.</i><br />
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As crazy as this schedule sounds, things are about to get even more crazy! Andrew is starting a new job on Friday and I am going to have to change my work hours so that I can pick up and drop off Jeanette at the sitter. I feel blessed to work for a place where the HR office supports flexible working hours for those with families or other life situations that make them unable to be in the office for 40 hours a week. I'm still trying to figure out how we are going to do it all, but I'm sure we will find a way to make it work.<br />
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Even a year in, I'm not sure that I have it all together as a working mom, but you better believe I am trying hard! <br />
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Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15475894996684337257noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7535369060577979748.post-58800482428782390182015-02-06T06:30:00.002-08:002015-02-06T06:30:22.710-08:00Jeanette - one year oldJeanette didn't have her one year pediatrician appointment until February 5th, so I decided to wait until then to post her stats. I still cannot believe that she is a year old!<br />
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<b>Height: </b>31 inches (98th percentile)<br />
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<b>Weight: </b>21 pounds even (75th percentile)<br />
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<b>Clothes/Diapers: </b>Little miss is wearing mostly all 12 month clothes and 18 month sleepers since she's so tall. She's still in a size 3 diaper. She has small, skinny feet like her momma and I have a hard time finding her shoes, she can still wear some size 2 or 2.5 baby shoes which range from 6 months to 12 months for a guideline. <br />
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<b>Sleep: </b>Jeanette is still the worlds most amazing sleeper. She sleeps through the night from 8pm till 7am and takes two naps. I have a feeling she may go down to one nap soon, but I'm not going to push her. She still likes to suck her thumb before she falls asleep. <br />
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<b>Feedings: </b>We are officially done with bottles, which I find hard to believe but I'm happy at the same time. No more buying formula and no more bottle washing! Jeanette now gets oatmeal in the morning when she wakes up along with a sippy cup of whole milk. She gets a morning snack around 9:30 and lunch at noon. I've also been giving her milk before her afternoon nap. It's great that she can eat dinner at the same time we do now so we don't have to worry about entertaining her while we eat! She also gets some milk before bed at night. Jeanette LOVES to eat and is all about self feeding, though we are still working on using utensils.<br />
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<b>Worst Moment(s): </b>The shots/finger prick at her one year appointment here awful! I have not seen her scream that hard in a very long time and she was pretty crabby the rest of the day. I finally got her to fall asleep in the car after offering her some milk and puffs. <br />
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<b>Best Moment(s): </b>There are probably too many to name for this month. I think from 9 months on, we've really been able to see her personality develop. I think we may have a daddy's girl on our hands as well, she lights up when Andrew walks into the room and immediately wants him to hold her. <br />
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<b>Development: </b>Jeanette has been cruising on the furniture since Thanksgiving but doesn't seem quite ready to let go just yet and walk. I read that kids who are excellent crawlers walk later and I think she falls into this category. Other development: talking (dada, mama, uh-oh, kitty, dog, hi, no), rolling a ball back and forth, handing over her toys, playing peek-a-boo either with her hands or putting an object in front of her face, standing unassisted for a minute or two, identifying things by pointing.<br />
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<b>Jeanette Likes: </b>Food, the cat and the dog, books, dancing to music, sticking her fingers in your ears and mouth/pulling hair, walking while holding your hands, bath time. <br />
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<b>Jeanette Dislikes: </b>There isn't much I can put her anymore, she loves most everything!<br />
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<br />Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15475894996684337257noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7535369060577979748.post-46096816748549087312015-01-27T04:43:00.003-08:002015-01-27T04:43:24.970-08:00A very late resolution postI wasn't sure if I would be posting my resolutions here, but I thought maybe it was time to hold myself accountable:<br />
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<i>ONE: </i>Healthy living, weight loss and having an exercise routine. I've made myself a 10 week hybrid workout where I combined Power 90 and PiYo. I'm at the end of week one and taking Friday and Saturday as my rest days. I have been awful about workout out and terrible about watching what I eat. I know I need to loose this baby weight and I need to get focused. Once I get to the end of the 10 weeks I will see where I am at with my weight loss and figure out what I am going to do next. <br />
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<i>TWO: </i>Getting my house in order needs to be a priority this year. We will likely be moving in the next year or two and I have to start getting rid of junk, organizing and cleaning out every room of the house. It's not fun, but it's necessary. So far I've cleaned out our coat closet, office and gotten rid of some things in the basement that I've been meaning to take to Goodwill. Next up, going through a years worth of Jeanette's clothes and then onto our bedroom. The basement is what I am dreading the most, I really need to go through my holiday decor and the couple of piles of clothes next to the washer and dryer.....<br />
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<i>THREE: </i>Kill people with kindness! I'm not a mean person, but I know I can be a b*tch sometimes. Recent events have gone on with family and friends that have left me with hurt feelings and wishing that I wasn't a wet blanket. There is nothing I hate more than being belittled or being made fun of for who I am, but instead of snapping back at these people, I'm going to kill them with kindness. I no longer want to allow people to get to me and make me feel like I'm 5 inches tall. I want them to see that I'm stronger than them and that all of their words will just roll off my back. I know this one might sound "easier said than done" but I am determined!<br />
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<i>FOUR: </i>Be present. I am so guilty of checking my phone too much or not paying enough attention to what is going on around me. I need to try and be more present this year, if not for me, then for Jeanette and Andrew. I'm blown away by the fact that my baby is one now, and I want to remember each moment that I can over the next year. When I get home from work, I need to be present and be a mom, when Andrew gets home, I need to be present and be his wife.<br />
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<i>FIVE: </i>Strengthen relationships with family and friends. Being a new mom has been an adjustment and I really need to get back to the relationships I once had with my family and friends. I need to make time for people and honor my commitments. This might be another thing that is easier said than done, but I'm willing to try and make it work. <br />
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<b>What are you resolutions for 2015?</b>Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15475894996684337257noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7535369060577979748.post-61810290822578455432015-01-23T03:22:00.000-08:002015-01-23T03:22:06.632-08:00My baby is ONEOne year ago, on January 22nd, I woke up to find that just two days after my due date I was in labor. I had no idea what was going on, I was terrified and though we mostly had things ready for the hospital, we rushed around, found care for our pets and headed to OSU. <br />
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I never could have dreamed that the <a href="http://drewsgirl2608.blogspot.com/2014/01/jeanettes-birth-story-part-1.html">labor</a> and <a href="http://drewsgirl2608.blogspot.com/2014/01/jeanettes-birth-story-part-2.html">delivery</a> would be so crazy, that I would end up having a c-section at 4am on January 23rd, but all that mattered was that sweet baby girl was here and she was healthy. We had three names picked out that we liked but decided to wait till we saw her to choose a name, and we chose Jeanette, after Andrew's very dear great aunt. I had loved the name since we first heard it (also in the running were Eleanor and Amelia). She was much bigger than I expected at 8lbs, 6oz and 21.5 inches long.<br />
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After four days in the hospital (it was more like 5 with the whole day of labor before she was born), we finally got to bring our baby girl home. That's when life as parents really started. We had alarms set to wake up and feed the baby, spent many nights rocking her and listening to her cry only to find out my nursing wasn't enough for her and I needed to supplement. We had many visitors, people brought over meals and gifts and I spent my maternity leave trying to soak up every moment with my sweet girl.<br />
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The whole year has been a whirlwind and I've tried so hard to soak up each moment. All of the milestones were so neat to watch, when she learned to roll over and then quickly figured out she could roll across a room, sitting up, standing, crawling and now she's nearly walking. I remember thinking it wouldn't go by so fast, but it has and here I am on January 23rd with a ONE YEAR OLD!<br />
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To say that this little lady has stolen our hearts is an understatement. She is so funny, sweet and cute. Watching her personality develop has been amazing. I love the sound of her laugh, the look she gets when she's frustrated, how her bottom lip sticks out when she cries, the sweet sounds she makes in the morning when she wakes up, her smile and the joy in her eyes when she sees my face.<br />
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Being a mom has changed me in ways I never imagined. There is nothing more that I love now than a night at home, playing with Jeanette, giving her a bath and reading books and snuggling before bath time. <br />
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I've also come to terms with being a working mom and I find that I still enjoy both aspects of my life. I love having my career and I love being a mom. I think Andrew has also found that being a dad is amazing and Jeanette already has him wrapped around her little finger. She gets a hug and kiss before me when he comes home now, but seeing the joy in her eyes when he walks through the door melts my heart enough that I don't even care! <br />
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We've been super lucky as first time parents to have a baby that sleeps through the night and has since she was about 4 months old. She is sweet and friendly and doesn't really know a stranger, she's always smiling sweetly at people in the store and loves being the center of attention.<br />
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To my sweet girl - we love you so much baby Nette and you've brought joy, happiness and so many blessings into our life. I can't wait to see how you grow and change over the next year! <br />
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Her one year appointment isn't until February 5th so I will post her stats then.<br />
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<br />Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15475894996684337257noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7535369060577979748.post-12606550004583573512015-01-13T09:56:00.002-08:002015-01-13T09:56:21.733-08:00Jeanette months 10 & 11So I've missed a few months of updates on Jeanette so I will do my best to update everyone on her progress!<br />
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Jeanette is comfortably wearing 12 month clothes now and size 3 diapers. She LOVES to eat and I swear she would eat till she exploded. Right now she's down to three small bottles a day, one when she wakes up, one before her afternoon nap and another before bed. If she gets a late dinner, I sometimes skip the bedtime bottle and she doesn't seem to mind. She's great at drinking from a cup with a straw and she seems to prefer those over other sippy cups. Her favorite foods are cheese, peaches, grilled cheese, carrots, bananas and yogurt. She loves to snack on puffs and cheerios and enjoys water from her sippy cup. <br />
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Jeanette was 11 months old just a few days before Christmas and my mom found this ADORABLE dress for her at Macy's last year on clearance. She looked so cute on Christmas Eve, unfortunately my parents lost power Christmas Eve due to a wind storm, and I didn't take a single picture......I'm really regretting that now. I did take photos on Christmas day, however I have not even uploaded them onto my computer. I've really been slacking! <br />
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Jeanette is very close to walking and can cruise and walk behind her shopping cart. She is still a little leery of letting go and just walking but I've been trying super hard to work with her. I know she is getting closer by the day. She can crawl so fast that it's unreal!<br />
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Currently, Jeanette weighs about 19 lbs and I would say she's close to 32 inches long. I will find out at her one year appointment which is on February 5th, a few weeks after her birthday.</div>
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She's been meeting all of her developmental milestones. She is saying a few more words now, mama, dada, uh oh (which is so cute), hi and kitty. I'm trying to get her to say all done and love you as well as doggy. She loves books and puzzles and could look at her books for hours. I leave some of her board books out in her toy baskets and she's torn a few of them up, though they were hand-me-downs so I'm not too upset. </div>
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She also loves to beg from you for food if you're eating something. She will throw a fit if you don't let her have a taste, and much like the dog when she begs, I always give in (unless of course it's something with nuts, in that case I try to stay out of sight!). Her favorite is when I make myself a bowl of oatmeal for breakfast on the weekends. </div>
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These are a few of my favorite pictures from the last few months. The top middle photo was taken when little miss was sick, she was a mess that day. I love the one on the bottom right of her watching Bessie as well, they are just so sweet together. </div>
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Thinking about this sweet girl turning one is unreal to me! I hope to stay on track with my blogging now! Thanks for sticking around readers :) </div>
Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15475894996684337257noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7535369060577979748.post-85961687050839985392015-01-07T10:39:00.002-08:002015-01-07T10:39:37.033-08:00Well, hello thereOh hey, it's me.....that girl who never blogs anymore. For those of you who don't follow me on Instagram (AmandaP0922), yes I am still alive and things are relatively well in my life. I have however been incredibly busy and focused on my job and family, thus the lack of updates on here.<br />
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I plan to update all of you on Jeanette who is growing like a weed and will be ONE on January 23rd. I really can't believe I just typed that. So a short update on Jeanette:<br />
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<li>She's almost walking and weighing in around 19lbs. She eats like a horse and loves to feed herself. She's weening some from her bottles, but still loves one around nap time and when she wakes up. </li>
<li>She's saying, uh-oh, hi, mama and dada now</li>
<li>We did find a new sitter and she's wonderful, Jeanette is the only child in her care (besides her own kids who are in school during the day) and they have so much fun together</li>
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As for the rest of my life, well things have been busy to say the least. Andrew is looking for a new job, we had our first Thanksgiving, Christmas and New Years as a family of three, we are likely going to be moving with in a year or two and we are in the midst of more home projects.<br />
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Here are a few photos just so you can see what has been going on around these parts. Thanks to anyone who reads this and still follows me, I will be better in 2015!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Andrew got his first deer this year during bow season, a nice sized 8pt buck.<br />I'm glad we paid to have the deer processed, the meat is good<br />leaner than beef and a lot cheaper in the long run! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">11 months old in her Christmas Dress in front of my mom's<br />aluminum tree! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Baby girl got pretty sick for the first time :(</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I was pretty spoiled this Christmas by the hubby.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">New Year's Eve was pretty low key this year.</td></tr>
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Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15475894996684337257noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7535369060577979748.post-43458317237693854952014-11-07T05:41:00.002-08:002014-11-07T05:41:37.449-08:00Five on FridayIt's been a crazy week and I could not be happier that it's the weekend :) It means I get to "sleep in" till 7am, spend time with my family and get some things done around the house!<br />
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<b>ONE: </b>Jeanette had her 9 month pediatrician appointment yesterday. She's 18lbs, 5oz (50th percentile) and 30 inches long (99th percentile). She's my tall, skinny girl! They were already out of the flu shot dose she needed so I have to call back next week and make another appointment. She didn't need any other vaccines at this visit and she doesn't go back till February for her ONE YEAR appointment. How is that even possible?!?!<br />
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<b>TWO:</b> I ordered my Christmas cards this week. There was a sale on Shutterfly and I didn't want to miss out! This is the design I chose and I will post the card with our photos once I get them in the mail to our family and friends. I wanted to be able to use several of my favorite photos from Jeanette's 9 month photo shoot as well as a few of her newborn pictures since I didn't send out a ton of birth announcements. <br />
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<b>THREE: </b>Last Monday the 27th it was two years since we adopted our cat Bradley from Cat Welfare here in Columbus. He has been such a great addition to our family and is slowly learning to tolerate Jeanette. I love his night time snuggles, sweet white paws and laid back personality.<br />
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<b>FOUR: </b>I ordered a play yard for Jeanette. I really needed to find a solution to block of certain areas of the house and in a month or less, the Christmas tree. Since we live in a split level house and have lots of stairs it's become difficult to have too many permanent baby gates. I liked the idea of the play yard because it can be easily moved around and put away after she goes to bed at night. <br />
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<b>FIVE: </b>Two of my friends had babies this week, my friend Megan had her son on Monday and my friend Carrie had her daughter on Wednesday. Both mom's had perfect labors without any complications, which is such a blessing! For now, the baby boom among my friends is over and now the fun begins! Lots of play dates are in the future :) <div>
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We didn't do anything for Halloween and that was fine with me. We went out to dinner and came back home to relax. Jeanette had been sick earlier in the week, I'm not sure if it was just teething or what was going on but she had a fever, congestion and was having a hard time sleeping. She is still cutting her eye teeth on top and I know those are some of the most painful. By Friday she seemed fine, but I figured we should probably try to just stay at home.<br />
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On Saturday morning I went to a local craft fair with my mom and grandma and had a nice time. I got a few Christmas gifts as well as some custom ornaments for our family for the tree this year. When I arrived home Andrew looked like he was ready to rip his hair out. Let me preface this by saying he was home with Jeanette for two days this week while she was sick and she wasn't much fun. But when I arrived home I discovered that she had learned to pull herself up to standing......um what?!?! She had done this twice while my mom was watching her during the week but I thought maybe it was a freak thing till she did it again, and again and again! <br />
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By Sunday she was trying to climb the stairs and was even cruising a little. I was in shock at how quickly it seemed this milestone had come. It seems like the crawling took her a few weeks to master, but now here we are well on the way to walking!<br />
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Now I'm trying to figure out how to further baby proof the house. I've had to take most of the stuff off our our end table and I ordered straps for the TV stand so she can't pull the TV onto herself. I need to figure out something for the stairs because we have this trim work that goes up the stairs making it a bad place for a baby gate to stay stable. <br />
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I'm also not sure what to do about a Christmas tree for this year, Andrew says we shouldn't have one (um that is so not happening!) but we can put one in the bay window and maybe block off the area with a few baby gates. <br />
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I cannot believe how fast Jeanette has grown and that she will likely be trying to walk pretty soon. People aren't kidding when they say that the time goes by fast. The days are long but the years are certainly short as a friend told me over the weekend. Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15475894996684337257noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7535369060577979748.post-4976002980826401542014-10-26T11:57:00.003-07:002014-10-26T11:57:52.677-07:00Jeanette - 9 months oldIt's so hard for me to believe that my little girl is 9 months old! The other day Andrew said he was looking at her baby pictures and couldn't believe how much she has changed. People aren't kidding when they say that time flies because it really does!<br />
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Jeanette was 9 months old on October 23rd but I have not had time to post her update!!!<br />
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<b>Height: </b>I can't find my measuring tape but I know she's gotten longer. We will find out at her 9 month appointment next week. <br />
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<b>Weight: </b>18 1/2lbs as of Thursday, she's getting so big!<b> </b><br />
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<b>Clothes/Diapers: </b>Jeanette is mostly wearing 9 month clothes and 12 month pajamas because she needs the extra length. I still need my mom to take in most of her pants because they are too big in the waist but she needs them to be longer. She's still in a size 2 diaper and again, I don't see that changing anytime soon.<br />
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<b>Sleep: </b>Jeanette has had a few days were she did not want to take a morning nap and others where she did not want to take an afternoon nap. She still sleeps well at night, from 8:30pm to 7:00am most days. <br />
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<b>Feedings: </b>We are still doing three bottles a day and solids three times a day. She loves to eat and is starting to express to me that she is ready for more finger foods. We have been doing the puffs and have also tried pieces of banana and some unseasoned, baked french fries too. She loves that she can feed herself! We tried meat once and she almost threw up so I've decided to wait and try again. I haven't given her juice or cows milk yet and plan to ask the pediatrician about when/if I should do those things. I also made her some baby food pancakes today and she LOVED them! I stored some in the fridge and freezer for later :)<br />
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<b>Worst Moment(s): </b>Teething has not been fun! Poor girl has four bottom teeth and I think her top eye teeth are going to come through soon. It's hard for her to nap on the days her teeth hurt and she sometimes wakes in the night and needs rocked back to sleep. We also found out that our sitter won't be able to watch Jeanette anymore after mid-November and have had little luck finding someone else.<br />
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<b>Best Moment(s): </b>Watching Jeanette's little personality develop has been so much fun. She changes by the day and it's amazing to watch her learn and grow. <br />
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<b>Development: </b>Jeanette is crawling well on her hands and knees, she can pull herself up on the couch and chair onto her knees but hasn't gotten on her toes yet. She can clap her hands, say mama, dada, baba, caca, and dat. She can pass objects from one hand to another and her pincer grasp is getting really good. She can put food into her mouth without much effort and can recognize the faces of her family members.<br />
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<b>Jeanette Likes: </b>Eating is probably her favorite thing on earth right now along with music, bath time, chasing the cat and dog, ripping up papers, moving to music, being snuggled and clapping her hands.<br />
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<b>Jeanette Dislikes: </b>There aren't too many dislikes besides the failed attempt at trying meat.....<br />
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<b><br /></b>Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15475894996684337257noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7535369060577979748.post-37944046254520571962014-10-17T06:08:00.001-07:002014-10-17T06:08:16.206-07:00Five on FridayIt's been one hell of a week!<div>
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<i>ONE</i>: I found out on Tuesday that as of November 6th, our sitter will no longer be able to watch Jeanette. I don't want to get into the details, but I am devastated because we love her and she takes such good care of our sweet little girl. I have been on care.com and asking friends for suggestions as well. I can't stay home with her so we have to figure something out. Please keep us in your thoughts as we find a new care provider. I haven't been handling this well emotionally and have been up half the night for the last three days with anxiety and stress issues. </div>
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<i>TWO: </i>I am OBSESSED with the song "Dirt" by Florida Georgia Line. I have to turn the radio all the way up when it comes on, unless of course Jeanette is in the car. I don't want to damage her hearing :)</div>
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<i>THREE: </i>I have to get back into some kind of workout routine. I have been feeling very stressed and need a release in the evenings. It's been a little crazy this month, but next week things should calm down so I hope to start working out after Jeanette goes to bed. I have a doctor appointment in December for a check on my anxiety/stomach issues and want to have lost some weight before my appointment.</div>
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<i>FOUR: </i>Jeanette cut another bottom tooth this week and has two more that are close to the surface. She also has a top tooth that might be coming through soon. The last time she cut a tooth she got terrible diaper rash and it's back again. Poor thing was miserable for most of the week but napped well yesterday and "helped" me do some laundry. </div>
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<i>FIVE: </i>We don't have any concrete plans this weekend (other than Andrew going hunting) and I'm happy that we will most likely be spending the weekend at home!</div>
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Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15475894996684337257noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7535369060577979748.post-29551755335434033622014-10-12T06:10:00.002-07:002014-10-12T06:10:17.985-07:00A successful surprise party!So the big secret around here was the surprise party we threw for Andrew's mom and dad yesterday. They both turned 70 on October 3rd and it's so neat that they have the same birthday! I have been planning and sneaking around planning this party with Andrew's sister and sister-in-law. We invited about 25 close family and friends and no one blew the surprise!<br />
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We told his parents that we were all meeting at his sisters house and then going out to dinner, but when they pulled in the driveway and saw all of us standing outside clapping and saying surprise they were shocked!<br />
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Andrew's sister hosted the party and we all made lots of food and treats for the guests. To say they were shocked was an understatement and I am so glad we were able to keep things a secret. <br />
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We also took a few family photos to give them as a gift last weekend and managed to keep those a secret as well. <br />
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The party was really fun and I know Andrew's mom and dad enjoyed visiting with everyone for the afternoon. Jeanette was a little fussy since she didn't take an afternoon nap, but she made it through the day without too much trouble. </div>
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Andrew's sister made this awesome sign for the party (I saw the idea on Pinterest). The 7 is all photos of Andrew's dad and the 0 is all pictures of Andrews mom. She also made each of us a book with some of the photos along with a book report Andrew's mom did in the 6th grade about her life.</div>
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<br />Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15475894996684337257noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7535369060577979748.post-62813714730411415472014-10-06T08:42:00.000-07:002014-10-06T08:42:46.950-07:00Fall Weekend It really turned to fall this weekend in Central Ohio complete with a really cold and windy day on Saturday and even some sleet. Of course this was the day we had planned to go to the pumpkin patch with Andrew's brother, wife and their two girls. We still managed to find some beautiful pumpkins and had a nice time walking around. Poor Jeanette had to stay in the stroller however bc it was so cold. I will have to snap some photos of her this week in the adorable Halloween outfit I got her to wear for our outing. <br />
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After the pumpkin patch, we headed up to have dinner with some of Andrew's family and celebrate his parents 70th birthday. They were both born on October 3rd in Columbus at different hospitals and have known one another since the 3rd grade! I also started decorating the house for fall/Halloween!<br />
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Jeanette also learned a few new tricks this weekend. Just when I was getting used to the idea of her crawling she started pulling herself up on things. We now have the crib as low as it will go and we really have to keep an extra eye on Jeanette. It's so hard to get things done with her being into everything. I am still using the exersaucer to contain her so I can cook or do dishes, but nap time seems to be the best time to get things done these days. </div>
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Jeanette is also able to sit up on her own a lot better now and can pull herself into a sitting position which she's never done until recently. I got this basket for her toys which she now loves to dump all over the floor. It seems like she grew and changed a lot over the weekend.</div>
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Sunday was our typical day trying to get things done around the house and running errands. Sunday was also Andrew's birthday and he insisted that we not do anything special. We had a nice dinner together and I got him a new OSU sweatshirt. We both have a terrible addiction to sweat shirts and jackets so why not add to the collection!</div>
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Today my handsome, amazing husband turns 32 years old.</div>
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Back when we met in 2008 we were just babies! I was about to turn 23 and Andrew was 26. </div>
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This is probably one of my favorite pictures of Andrew, on a cool spring day on our old boat. That boy could spend all day, everyday on a lake, never catch a fish and still have a good time. </div>
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Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15475894996684337257noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7535369060577979748.post-4009960507406285852014-10-03T07:24:00.001-07:002014-10-03T07:24:16.388-07:00Five on FridayI saw that Carol over at <a href="http://keepingupwiththekaunes.blogspot.com/">Keeping up With the Kaune's </a>had posted about her 5 favorite scary movies and since it's October I wanted to be a copy cat and do the same! But I thought I would change things up a little, so here are my 5 Favorite Scary Movies and my 5 Favorite Halloween movies (they don't have to be scary):<br />
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<b>The Shining: </b>Hands down, this is one of the best movies of all time! I have loved Stephen King books and movies for as long as I can remember and this one takes the cake. There are still parts where I have to shut my eyes, especially at the end when they find Jack all frozen in that maze, ack!!!! There are so many scary things about this movie, Red Rum, blood pouring out of an elevator, the creepy twins, Jack going insane, the music and camera angles. I will make sure to watch this one during October.<br />
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<b>Pet Sematary: </b>Another amazing Stephen King movie adaptation. I remember watching this with my dad one year around Halloween and I was so scared. We buried two of our cats in our backyard and I had nightmares for weeks that they came back from the dead. <br />
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<b>Psycho: </b>I am also a huge fan of Alfred Hitchcock and it was hard for me to choose between this move and The Birds. I think this one is a little scarier however. I love the camera angles that Hitchcock uses and how creepy Norman is in this movie as well. It may come as no surprise that I am totally hooked in the show Bates Motel on A&E as well because it's the precursor to the movie. I was skeptical that it wouldn't be good, but like the movie it's always leaving you on the edge of your seat. <br />
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<b>Poltergeist: </b>I actually never watched this entire movie until a few years ago, and though it's cheesy it's still pretty scary. It's also disturbing when you read about how the actors who were in this film had some awful things happen to them after the filming. I think the thought of living in a haunted house is enough to scare anyone, but to have your child taken to the other side is even scarier! <br />
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<b>Silence of the Lambs: </b>I know this might not be a scary movie to some, but I think it falls into the category. The acting is amazing, the suspense is wonderful and there isn't a lot of blood and guts. I will take suspense over blood and guts any day of the week. Anthony Hopkins is AMAZING as Hannibal Lecter and the Buffalo Bill case is amazing too. The part at the end with Buffalo Bill wearing the night vision goggles following Clarice around gets me every time. <br />
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<b>Hocus Pocus: </b>What girl doesn't love this movie and can quote every single line?! This one is a classic and I could watch it a million more times and still love it. <br />
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<b>Halloweentown: </b>Oh Disney Channel Movies, how I miss you! I remember watching this one about once a week with my mom during Halloween when I lived at home. My dad would walk in the room, see it on the TV and roll his eyes. Nothing better than witches and a secret universe where it is Halloween all the time! <br />
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<b>The Addam's Family: </b>I've seen this movie a million times as well but love it just the same. I remember watching the old TV show with my mom and I was so excited when the movie came out. <br />
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<b>Beetlejuice: </b>Another classic, did you know that Michael Keaton who plays Beetlejuice is only in the movie for 17 minutes of the whole 92 minute film!? This one is funny and a little dark and who doesn't love a Tim Burton movie?!<br />
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<b>Edward Scissorhands: </b>Another Tim Burton movie that is also creepy, funny and even a little bit sad. It also features Winona Ryder as one of the main characters and the always amazing Johnny Depp. The sets in this movie are pretty darn cool as well is the direction of Tim Burton and the music. There is a Christmas scene in this movie and I adore the part where Edward is carving the ice sculpture and Kim is dancing around as if it's real snow.<br />
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</span>Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15475894996684337257noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7535369060577979748.post-55277611663764582892014-10-02T04:47:00.002-07:002014-10-02T04:47:28.801-07:00Things I've learned about myselfI've been seeing some posts around the blogiverse about what we have recently learned about ourselves. I know that I have changed a lot since starting this blog and I have learned even more about myself since becoming a mother. There are some things that are harder to accept and some that I just feel the need to let out because they are a part of me.<br />
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<li>I cannot deal with alternative music. I'm a simple girl, some classic rock or some country and I'm all set. If it involves weird instruments and is played on the alternative station count me out.</li>
<li>I have anxiety. I have personally know this for a long time, but after really being diagnosed I am learning to deal. I am on a light anti-anxiety medication and for the first time in three years I feel like myself! </li>
<li>I am only good at driving when I am in the car alone. </li>
<li>I hate mushrooms and do not think I will ever like them, the texture is enough to make me gag.</li>
<li>There is nothing I hate more than people who don't have a work ethic. They show up late and unprepared for work, screw around all day and somehow seem to skate by for years doing the bare minimum. They complain when they have to do work that isn't "glamorous" like setting up a meeting or cleaning up trash after a conference, they call in "sick" and are constantly unavailable. </li>
<li>On that same note, I feel like I have a pretty amazing work ethic. I love my job, I hate being late, I'm always prepared (almost to a fault at times it seems) and I love to go above and beyond. Call me a brown-noser but this is just how I was raised. </li>
<li>I think that being with a man who works with his hands is so sexy. I love when Andrew smells like grease and his hands are dirty. </li>
<li>I love coffee and though I have tried to kick the habit I can't! It's not so much that I need the caffeine (although some days I do), I just love the taste and having something warm in the morning. </li>
<li>Becoming a mom is nothing like I ever could have imagined. I look at Jeanette in wonder each day that Andrew and I created such an amazing little girl.</li>
<li>I'm still pretty much in the "one and done" club. I know that could change but so far life as a family of three (plus two fur children) is pretty amazing.</li>
<li>As hard as it is to be a working mom, I really enjoy both. I can see the benefits of staying at home but for our family and for me it doesn't make sense. I think in an ideal world I would love to work part time, but with the career path I've chosen that's just not possible right now. I will keep myself open to other opportunities however and who knows where the future might take me and our family.</li>
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Also, I'm super excited for some upcoming events but since some of them are top secret I won't be blogging about them for a few weeks! My in-laws are turning 70 tomorrow (yes, they have the same birthday) and my hubby will be 32 on Sunday! We are also planning to go to the pumpkin patch for the first time with Jeanette on Saturday, I know it's going to be chilly but I hope it doesn't rain! </div>
Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15475894996684337257noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7535369060577979748.post-68609697063610360942014-09-24T04:57:00.002-07:002014-09-24T04:57:32.710-07:00Jeanette - 8 months oldMy baby girl is growing up so fast! Where has the time gone?!<br />
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<b>Height: </b>31 inches or so, I could get a good measurement<br />
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<b>Weight: </b>About 17-18lbs, I put her on the baby scale the other night but she would not stop wiggling!<br />
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<b>Clothes/Diapers: </b>Jeanette is still in a size 2 diaper and I don't see that changing anytime soon. They actually fit her about perfect right now. As far as clothes, she can still wear some 6 month onesies but is mostly wearing 9 month now since she's so long! She can still wear a lot of her 6 month pants but I can tell they are getting too short. I had to get her some more 9 month clothes since she didn't have many and I am still on the hunt for fall/winter coats. She also is in need of shoes, but finding something that fits her tiny, skinny foot is next to impossible. I found some slipper type shoes and hope to get them for her this weekend. <br />
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<b>Sleep: </b>Naps have been a struggle over the last week, I imagine it's because she's had a bit of a cold and is cutting a tooth. She still sleeps amazing at night though, from about 8pm to 7am and sometimes even later on the weekends. I feel blessed to have a good sleeper, she must get it from her father! <br />
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<b>Feedings: </b>Jeanette takes about 3 bottles a day now, around 6-7 ounces each. She has a fruit with oatmeal around lunch time and a veggie around 7. I think she's ready to have a morning snack as well and I may start that over the weekend. She LOVES yogurt (we've been having the yobaby peach and pear) and loves all of the orange veggies. She's very interested in watching Andrew and I eat and tries to reach out and grab the food. I have been trying puffs with her but she can't quite get them into her mouth on her own yet.<br />
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<b>Worst Moment(s): </b>Jeanette had a bit of a cold over the weekend, she was a trooper even with coughing in the night. <br />
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<b>Development: </b>Jeanette cut her first tooth! One of her bottom teeth has come through and it's super adorable, though sharp! She was such a trooper when it came through. She's also "crawling" or more like pulling and dragging herself across the floor. She gets up on all fours and crawls for real for a second and then falls over. She's a lot better at sitting up now and when I hold her up, she can stand pretty well. She also claps her hands and says mama, dada, and baba. She's learning to put food into her mouth (we've been practicing with puffs)<br />
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<b>Jeanette Likes: </b>Eating, chasing the cat and dog, playing in the dogs water bowl (I've moved it now I don't know how many times but she keeps finding it), baths, clapping, sitting in the cart at the store (this is a new one), being outside and watching the trees blow in the wind, going to visit family and being chased by mommy and daddy around the house. <br />
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Another one of her new favorite things is looking out the front door. She especially likes it when Bessie is outside so she can watch her in the yard. She laughs so hard when she comes to the door and barks. </div>
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<b style="text-align: start;">Jeanette Dislikes: </b><span style="text-align: start;">Since we have been trying veggies/fruits there has not been much that she disliked, until the night we tried green beans! She wanted nothing to do with eating those!</span></div>
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<b><br /></b>Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15475894996684337257noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7535369060577979748.post-32460869270809012412014-09-22T04:30:00.000-07:002014-09-22T04:30:00.427-07:00Two<div style="text-align: center;">
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As we prepared for our wedding two years ago, my grandpa was put in hospice and passed away just 5 days after our wedding. It was a happy time but also so full of sorrow. Looking back, I know that in some way he was with me that day and he still is today.</div>
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As the weather has cooled and started feeling more like fall, it brings back so many memories of our wedding day and preparing for our wedding. I could not have asked for a better day, despite a few weather hiccups. I married the man of my dreams in front of our closest family and friends and today I love him even more.</div>
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In two years we have been through so much: my grandpa passed away, I started a new job which was a welcome and much needed change, we traveled to Florida together and we found out we were expecting a baby and though Jeanette was a surprise she has totally changed our lives.</div>
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I hope to never forget how I felt on our wedding day and that our love will continue to grow.</div>
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<br />Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15475894996684337257noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7535369060577979748.post-5996736400441159182014-09-16T10:08:00.001-07:002014-09-16T10:08:30.766-07:00Hey thereDue to me being a cheapskate, I did a little blog refresh using Cutest Blog on the Block. Maybe someday I will pay for a blog design, but for now this works for me, something fresh and light!<br />
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I realize that it's already Tuesday, but I did not really recap my weekend.<br />
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I won tickets to the Ohio State game on Saturday in a work drawing. I've lived in Columbus since I was 4 and I've never been to a game. Our seats weren't exactly close and the walk up the super steep stairs was about enough to bring on an anxiety attack but we had a great time! <br />
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Since we had four tickets my brother and his wife came with us. By far the best part was the half time show which was a tribute to D-Day and the troops. The Alumni Band also joined which made it close to 1,000 people marching that day! <br />
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Andrew's mom watched Jeanette for us since my parents were out of town she had a great time with her grandma. She was super nervous about watching her for such a long period of time but as always Jeanette was well behaved! <br />
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Sunday was a typical day around the house, cleaning, doing laundry and with the added fun of chasing Jeanette around. It's so much harder to get things done now that she's mobile. I can put her in the exersaucer so I can unload the dishwasher and she was in there quite a bit while I made baby food. I've been trying to move things around in the kitchen so she can crawl around in there too. I did the laundry and ironing while she was napping. <br />
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Jeanette also has an obsession with the cat and dog. For the most part, they run off when she gets too close. All three of my little ones love to stare out the front door and on Sunday, Bradley the cat was watching birds in the yard when Jeanette decided she wanted to get across the room to see what he was doing. The cat did not run away at first but as soon as Jeanette screamed he was gone and it made for an awesome photo. <br />
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It's also really feeling like fall in Ohio so yesterday I decided it was time to make the first pumpkin pie of the season. It's Andrews favorite food and Jeanette even cooperated so I could roll out the crust and use the leftovers to make pie crust cinnamon rolls. My mom always did this when she made a pie and they are so good! Basically you just roll out the leftover crust, slather it in butter and sprinkle on some sugar and cinnamon and bake them with the pie till they are cooked to your liking. They are great with coffee!<br />
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On the agenda for this week: Our anniversary is on the 22nd but we are celebrating on Friday night with dinner at J. Alexander's steak house. My mom is keeping Jeanette overnight for us so we can have some time together. <br />
<br />Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15475894996684337257noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7535369060577979748.post-4653674775604015662014-09-12T06:40:00.001-07:002014-09-12T06:40:43.793-07:00When you miss someone <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<i>Soon it will be 2 years since my grandpa passed away after a three year battle with lung and brain cancer. Not too long ago, my grandma gave me a box filled with old pictures and the one above was inside. I had never seen this picture before. I think it was taken on a trip to Florida when I was three. There aren't many pictures of just me and my grandpa. I see so much of my dad in this picture and I see a lot of Jeanette in me as well.</i></div>
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<i>My grandpa was put into hospice just three weeks before my wedding. What was supposed to be the happiest time of my life was also one of the saddest. We were married on September 22 and he died on the 27 while we were on our honeymoon. I remember the call from my brother, the quiet drive back to Ohio, the tears and seeing my grandma for the first time. </i></div>
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<i>I miss him almost every day. I think of how much he would have adored Jeanette, how much he loved Andrew, his jokes that I had heard a million times but still laughed at them, his mannerisms, the sound of his voice, how he stirred the ice in his glass of cheap whiskey and his laugh.</i></div>
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<i>Just the other night Andrew and I were sharing stories of him and how he was like a second grandpa to Andrew. I never got to meet Andrew's grandparents and I imagine he longs for them to still be around to meet me and to meet Jeanette. He was a good judge of character and the fact that he took to Andrew so quickly really meant something.</i></div>
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<i>I hope that he's proud of me and that he's watching over Jeanette. I know that as she grows older, I will be sure to share my stories and memories of him with her. </i></div>
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<i>Love you and miss you grandpa.</i></div>
Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15475894996684337257noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7535369060577979748.post-54374660761516132482014-09-10T06:58:00.001-07:002014-09-10T06:58:47.017-07:00Currently....The last month has been a bit rough, crazy and overwhelming....<br />
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Jeanette got sick for the first time with vomiting and a high fever<br />
Andrew had strep and then a week later I got it<br />
The engine went out in our car while on a road trip<br />
Our cat got sick with a bad UTI<br />
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I've also taken on more responsibility at work, Andrew has been dealing with a less than pleasant boss and Jeanette has become mobile. <br />
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I haven't been able to keep up on the housework, even with Andrew's help. We both come home from work and we are pooped. I would much rather play on the floor with Jeanette and then veg in front of the TV after she goes to sleep. <br />
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I've also been experiencing a lot of digestive issues/anxiety/stress which has made it hard for me to work out. I haven't lost any weight in the last three weeks. It's depressing but thankfully at my doctor appointment a little over a week ago, I got some answers and I started on some medicine. The doctor believes that most of my issues are anxiety related, so I am back on Lexapro which I took while I was pregnant. It's been about 10 days since I started and I am already feeling worlds better.<br />
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I hope that soon our little family can get back on track.<br />
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On a more positive note - Andrew fixed our car, we are all healthy and happy, Jeanette cut her first bottom tooth and for now things have calmed down for both of us at work.<br />
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Life can be overwhelming at times, but I am always thankful for our little family and the life we have together! <br />
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<br />Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15475894996684337257noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7535369060577979748.post-57979088103623987812014-09-02T04:50:00.000-07:002014-09-02T04:50:06.695-07:00The weekend & Jeanette's 6 month photosHaving a long weekend was so wonderful since we have been so busy lately! Our weekend started on Thursday night, we celebrated my grandma's birthday at my mom and dad's house and my mom offered to keep Jeanette overnight. She was going to have her on Friday anyway so it made sense. Going home without her was so strange, but I knew she was in good hands. I worked from home on Friday and worked on laundry and cleaning as well. I wonder if I will ever get caught back up again.<br />
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Andrew had almost gotten the engine back in our SUV on Thursday when he was home and wrapped it up on Friday night. I went out to help after Jeanette went to bed and by about 9pm she was up and running again! <br />
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Saturday morning I dropped Jeanette off with my mom, picked up my brother and headed back home to go to our favorite Labor Day Weekend tradition, Swapper Days. Its like a giant, hillbilly flea market and we love to go look around and people watch. It was super hot that day so we thought it best not to take Jeanette with us. We didn't buy much but enjoyed walking around.<br />
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Sunday Andrew had to work, so I spent the day baby proofing the house, Jeanette is almost crawling now and can pull herself across the room as you can see in the video below. Once Andrew got home, we ran our errands and went out for some wings that night. <br />
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Monday we visited with Andrews family for the afternoon after I went shopping at Goodwill with my mom in the morning. It was half off day for the holiday and I was able to find some clothes for work. I have really fallen off the weight loss wagon....I hope to post about that sometime in the next week or so. We had a nice time seeing Andrew's parents since they were on vacation we had not seen them for two weeks. They could not believe how much Jeanette had grown and that she was almost crawling.<br />
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