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I am 27 years old and am blessed to have my husband Brady, as my partner and best friend. We have two children, Parker and Piper, our little yorkie. We are constantly amazed by the joy they bring into our lives and can't wait to see what tomorrow brings!
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Tuesday, July 28, 2009

Mental Breakdown...almost

So, last week, Brady painted the bug's room. I was so happy that he was able to get it finished before he left! The one thing left to do was to put up the chair rail and paint it. Originally, my dad was going to help Brady last Friday, but something came up and he wasn't able to. Brady left for San Antonio on Saturday and so he couldn't do it then, but my dad and grandpa offered to do it while he was gone, yay! They put up the chair rail on Saturday morning and it looks so nice! I couldn't wait to paint it! Both Brady and my mom told me to wait until Brady got back, but I am not a very patient person and don't listen as well as I should. So of course, I decide on Sunday morning before church to do it myself. Not a smart idea. So, because I am such a smart girl, I decide to take the dog outside with me to the garage to look for the paint while talking on the phone. My first mission was to find the right gallon of paint; no problem. Then, I just had to get from inside the garage to the house carrying both the paint and the dog while talking on the phone...again, not a good idea. (Oh, and don't tell Brady I was holding the dog; I'm pretty sure his sympathy meter would go way down if he knew that!) Right as I'm opening the door, the gallon of paint falls out of my hand and opens on the garage floor. Paint is everywhere, Piper is trying to get out of my arms and my phone is starting to fall, eeeeek!! Lucky for Brady, ha, I'm talking to him on the phone while this is happening and just start balling. Not just crying, but uncontrollable sobs about what a mess it is and how I can't get it cleaned up and how I wish he was there. I have the nicest husband in the world; I still can't believe he is able to stay cool when this happens sometimes! Plus, he always knows what to say...he told me to leave the mess and go take a nap, ha. He is definitely a dad in the making!!

P.S. I didn't take a nap and I did get the trim painted, but I did not make it to church. I had paint all over me and it took forever to get it off. Actually, I still have some paint in my hair as I type this right now!

Monday, July 20, 2009

Where do I start...

I am more confused and scared now than ever. Brady and I had our first reality check this weekend...we registered. Oh my goodness, I cannot even tell you how overwhelming this experience was. It finally started to hit us that yes, we are going to need all--or at least some--of this stuff and we don't even know how to use it.

Our first endeavor was registering for a breast pump (if you could see me writing this, you would know that I giggle every time I say breast pump--real mature). There are about a thousand different kinds of breast pumps out there. You can get a single or a double, an electric or manual and then you have to choose among all of the brands available. Not only do you have so many to choose from, but the prices range from $50 to $400! Yes, I said $400 for a suction cup that sucks milk out of your boob, crazy!!! Now, I am actually one of the most frugal people you'll meet and I hate spending money, especially on a suction cup, but I am a little nervous that cheaper means more pain and more time spent locked in a bathroom during work. So, before we went, I did ask a couple of friends for recommendations; they of course all said the Medela double pump electric, aka $300, great! So, we get to Baby's R Us and Brady convinced me to register for the more expensive one (don't ask him about it because I don't know if he can even hear "breast pump" without blushing). He would die if I told you that it was his idea to go ahead and register for the breast cream and pads too...oops!

So after our adventure in the breast pump aisle we continued around the store picking out random things that either we thought we needed or the registry sheet told us we needed. Here are the highlights: 20 bottles (all different brands, sizes, colors), 6 crib sheets, 18 burping clothes, 6 snack cups (I can't lie, I am actually excited to use them for my own stash of cheerios I carry), 40 tiny little hangers, 2 strollers (getting a jogging stroller was secretly what kept me going after I first found out I was pregnant, I cannot wait to go back and get it), and two daddy bibs (Brady did this when he had the gun; one says, "my dad is cooler than your dad" and the other says, "if you think I'm cute, you should see my dad." I'm not going to lie, watching Brady register for these did make me think that my baby's daddy is pretty darn cute!) We also bought a crib while we were there. I was super excited because it is the one I wanted, but it had gone out of stock online. We got the last display model and even got a discount, wahoo!! Good thing we got a discount because the mattress ended up costing $40 more than the crib, seriously, the bug has a nice mattress than we do. We are just lucky that my parents offered to buy the crib and mattress...thanks mom and dad!

The funny thing is, that we did not even put a drop in the bucket of things that we need. I have no idea how to use most of this stuff and I really have no idea where we are going to put everything! Babies need so much stuff it is ridiculous! We are so lucky that Brady's cousin is letting us borrow a few of the bigger baby toys and the infant car seat. I am all about garage sales and borrowing right now!

All of this shopping and preparing is making me nervous. First, you buy all of this stuff and you get the nursery just right so you feel like you are ready. All of a sudden, WHAM, you have to actually bring the baby home and take care of it. You have this little person who is counting on you to survive and turn in to a decent human being, whoa, scary. We are just so blessed that we have such a great family and group of friends that can help us make sure the bug turns out ok!!

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

You want me to pee in that?!?!?!

Haha, so I know the title of this blog probably leaves many questions in your mind. Let me clarify, it is not as bad as it sounds. Also, I know that I was going to write about things that I think you should know, and quite honestly, I feel like this could be important!

Today I went in for my regular check up. Usually, the routine goes something like this; I get weighed (I hate this part), go in the check up room, get my blood pressure checked and hand her my pee cup. Well today I forgot to pee in a cup before I went and she had to give me one when I got there. Imagine my surprise when she handed me a cup the size of a film roll!!! Ok, I know a lot of you out there are thinking that this should not be an issue; seriously, how hard can it be to pee in the little cup? Well, let me just remind you of one thing...belly the size of a basketball! Now, imagine trying to see and "catch" with the belly in your way. Not an easy task. What made it even worse was that I was at the doctor's office and not at home so I had to try so hard to do what I needed to do without making a mess...also not an easy task. Thank goodness for my bella band I was wearing with my skirt--I used it to hold the skirt upright so that I could have all hands on deck for the task at hand. I am so glad they don't have cameras in the bathrooms!

Here is my point (I know, even I can't believe there is a point to this story). When I was back in the exam room, I told the nurse how crazy the tiny little cups were for pregnant women. She then proceeded to tell me that most women use the plastic drinking cups sitting next to the toilet to pee in first and then pour in the little cups, ingenious! I felt kind of like an idiot, but I guess I will know for next time!

Monday, July 13, 2009

The first of many things you should know...

For the entire length of my pregnancy, I have constantly received advice, tid bits and just straight up random information. For a while I was a little embarrassed to comment on any of these little tid bits, but I think it is time that the truth comes out! Today, I'm starting with one of the least embarrassing parts of being pregnant: body hair, ha.

When you first get pregnant everyone says how full your hair is going to be and how fast your nails grow, etc. I have to admit that both of these are true (although you couldn't tell in my hair because it was so fine to begin with). So far this sounds great, right? Fuller hair, long nails, that "glow", we may as well have a pregnancy pageant...not so fast; what they don't tell you is that you are not suddenly growing more hair, you are just losing less, and not just on your head. Suddenly I feel like I am constantly on the verge of a unibrow and having to tweeze every day. My next revelation of this hair business just came this morning; as I was looking down at my belly--by the way, that is all I see when I look down--I notice how hairy my big round belly is! I kind of feel like I'm now carrying a big round peach under my shirt!! Thank goodness for blond hair! I'm kind of afraid that the same thing is happening on my face so I am trying to stand farther from the mirror...kind of a sad solution, I know.

Anyway, I'm now making it my duty to share; just because I think you should know!

Monday, July 6, 2009

To run or not to run....

So, picture this...you're at the gym on a treadmill and you look beside you and see a very pregnant woman running next to you. Now, this alone would not make you laugh, but now picture that same pregnant woman with a shirt on that is slowly creeping up on her belly and she is using one hand to constantly pull her shirt down and the other to hold on to the side of the treadmill. Now you know why I get funny looks at the gym. This is my daily routine, which is kind of embarrassing. However, I really just don't care. I have convinced myself that running is what is helping to keep my ankles from swelling (watch, I say that and now they will start swelling tomorrow:) and what keeps me in shape.

Lately, a lot of people around me have started saying that I should start walking. I am so afraid to stop running. I am terrified that once I stop, I won't be able to start again after the baby is born. I know that sounds stupid, but if you are a runner, you will understand the obsessive compulsiveness I am talking about. I will be seven months next week, and until yesterday, I was convinced that if I just gradually slow down and run shorter distances, I can make it to nine months.

Well last night I received an e-mail from whattoexpect.com and it had an article talking about how you can tell if you are overdoing it. It said that you should feel the baby move twice within 30 minutes after working out. I did not feel it move until an hour after I had worked out and now I am worried sick. I am not sure what I should do and I don't want to make a mistake before the baby is even born!! So, for the next day or so I am on the hunt for any type of reading materials that have other factors for determining whether or not I am overdoing it.

So much to say!

Oh my goodness, I know I haven't written in a while, but things have been so crazy since my last post! First Brady and I travelled to Albuquerque for our friends Kenneth and Melinda's wedding. It was beautiful; they got married on the side of a mountain with a reception at a local New Mexican restaurant. They even had a mariachi band there, it was great!
After New Mexico, I headed straight for DC to start my new job. I was there for a week at the Koch Foundation learning all about free markets and Market Based Management leadership styles. I learned a ton and I am actually really excited to learn more. However, I'm not going to lie, when I received the 30 pounds of books in the mail that I have to read over the next year, I was a little overwhelmed! Oh well, they are good books and I am going to learn a lot!
After DC, I came back to Wichita and started as the new Development Director for Boys and Girls Club of South Central Kansas. This is such a great organization and I am enjoying learning everything I can so that I can be an asset for the club.
I know I just said I was at a training for Koch Foundation, but I am sort of working for both. Koch supplements my salary and I have training sessions with them once a week. They believe that Market Based Management training can help make non-profits more efficient, so that is what I'm doing!
I am just excited to have a job I enjoy!