tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43156083859454182282012-01-26T15:58:36.048-06:00My family is my life.Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00214456605607882879noreply@blogger.comBlogger4441100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4315608385945418228.post-22178725236054338462012-01-25T11:59:00.003-06:002012-01-25T12:14:10.613-06:00

This happened at the end of September too, but I will just base the fact that I haven't told it yet on the fact that I was in the throes of my maternity leave and transition to Mommy of 3.So, every year in my town, there is this HUGE Oktoberfest parade. Oktoberfest, otherwise known around here as "Notsoberfest" is a big drunken party where everyone is happy and friendly with everyone else, mostly

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00214456605607882879noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4315608385945418228.post-130699517779057552012-01-12T11:26:00.009-06:002012-01-12T11:39:40.064-06:00

Help!! I am swamped, both at work and at home. Well, to be fair, I will say that it's more work than home. I have so many different things that were added on to my position within the last year that I just don't have much free time. Then I go home and do all that I can with my kids while I clean up the day's worth of mess (so that it doesn't get so bad for me for the weekends). My family has also

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00214456605607882879noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4315608385945418228.post-30994516339731953022011-12-20T14:48:00.002-06:002011-12-20T14:53:51.728-06:00

I am convinced that waiting in line at the post office is a form of modern torture. It's silent except for maybe the wail of a baby. People are shuffling forward at a snail's pace. The damn phone won't stop ringing (apparently, it's not in their budget to have an answering machine because the phone must have rang 30 times). The walls are gray and the room is small. The tone is somber. The guy

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Every day, at least once a day, I look at my children and think about how incredibly blessed I am. For as long as I can remember, I always wanted something to love. For awhile, pets seemed to fill that craving. But once I became a mother, my life truly changed and it divided into two "chapters": life before kids, which is seemily insignificant besides my wonderful memories with my mother and

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00214456605607882879noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4315608385945418228.post-50770802348430494262011-12-05T11:32:00.004-06:002011-12-05T11:52:08.321-06:00

I apologize for my lack of availability in the blog world. I haven't been able to even log in and scroll my feed to see what's been going on with all of you. If you're still there. I have probably lost my readership.A quick update: I am back to work but very busy. I feel as though sometimes I don't even have time to run to the bathroom (and really, sometimes I don't)! I am running home twice a

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00214456605607882879noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4315608385945418228.post-60502200914022404002011-11-09T21:42:00.007-06:002011-11-09T21:56:03.124-06:00

I always think I'm going to die in a horrible car crash. I actually am driving sometimes and think I feel like I'm going to lose control, even when conditions are just fine. I HATE driving when it's windy and it blows my car around on the Interstate. I am actually pretty good in the snow, having lived in Wisconsin (or Minnesota when I was younger) my whole life. Sometimes I am driving from work

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00214456605607882879noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4315608385945418228.post-35330407222024354242011-10-25T20:43:00.003-05:002011-10-25T20:51:05.429-05:00

I slept under the covers until my mid-2os. Is that even normal? Probably not. I was terrified of the dark, ever since I was a child. To this day, I still cannot look at a mirror in the bathroom for fear of seeing something. What, I don't know, but I don't want to find out. I don't sleep under the covers anymore. Becoming a mom changed that and I just don't fear it anymore.While I love odd amounts

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00214456605607882879noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4315608385945418228.post-34069856551705525372011-10-20T18:48:00.004-05:002011-10-20T18:55:55.472-05:00

The Office followers, you know who I'm talking about. I have seen every episode. In fact, I only got into the show a year-and-a-half ago when I was on maternity leave with my daughter. It was the early days and she was eating all the time and my sister has the entire collection on DVD, so I put the first one in, got addicted, and finished the whole series.To this day, I cannot watch the episode

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00214456605607882879noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4315608385945418228.post-23800794321607920542011-09-26T21:05:00.010-05:002011-09-28T10:49:24.252-05:00

MamaDadaDeDe (baby)Appo (apple)Nana (banana)SocksHotBiteHiBubbohs (bubbles)Ayya (hello)Ah Gahn (all gone)De Ennn (The End)Buh-byePoopooDi (diaper)UpCup (water)ButtGoatAntKkk (kitty)K (book)BoobieBoohbah (blueberry)Cado (avocado)Teese (cheese)Num numUh-ohNoBah (ball)Coh (cow)DuckPurpoh (purple)Sues (shoes)Cah (car)Bir (bird)MineCuppie (caterpillar)WowBuh (bus)

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00214456605607882879noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4315608385945418228.post-16105477426381730352011-09-17T16:44:00.004-05:002011-09-17T17:48:27.675-05:00

I apologize for the lack of posts lately. I have been busy, as you can expect. Things are going very well, overall. Going to three wasn't bad, and I feel it was easier than going to two (but that could just be that Andrew is at a much better age now at 4 than he was at 2.5 when Elise came along).I have been taking pictures so I'll share some from the last 3.5 weeks. Jameson sure is growing nicely

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00214456605607882879noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4315608385945418228.post-19220821617012953802011-08-23T07:56:00.007-05:002011-08-23T08:14:44.051-05:00

Late Sunday morning, 8/21/2011, I was having contractions I could tell were real, but they were far enough apart. They didn't really hurt but I could tell that they were at least wavelike with a peak in the middle. I figured that they would lead to "the big deal" later in the day. By the afternoon, they were coming closer together (6-8 minutes apart). I was still able to get through them without

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00214456605607882879noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4315608385945418228.post-49675577609744667502011-08-23T07:46:00.002-05:002011-08-23T07:47:33.372-05:00

Jameson Edward! He was born at 2:12 a.m. 8/22/11 via waterbirth. 6 lbs, 13 oz. and 20 inches long. I am working on the birth story now.

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00214456605607882879noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4315608385945418228.post-79361809315999720292011-08-18T12:40:00.004-05:002011-08-18T12:45:51.016-05:00

I am one of those people who always needs something to look forward to. I keeps me going, so to speak, and prevents depression. There is always something exciting coming up that I can think about. Obviously, right now it's this watermelon I have growing in my belly. I'm down to 11 days until my due date. The not knowing makes me impatient -- will I go early, on time, or late? Really, in pregnancy

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00214456605607882879noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4315608385945418228.post-24289646525221690572011-08-15T13:17:00.006-05:002011-08-15T13:31:02.109-05:00

Likewise, I had my appointment this morning. There is really nothing to report. My blood pressure is nice and low (well, normal low). I haven't gained too much weight; in fact, I think I'm below where I was with Elise. The baby sounded great and my midwife felt my abdomen and said she thinks he/she is around 6 lbs. now (makes sense -- both of my other kids were 6 pounders). She did not check me,

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00214456605607882879noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4315608385945418228.post-51887592983663308272011-08-08T22:32:00.004-05:002011-08-08T22:42:29.507-05:00

Summer has been busy for me. You know how summer is just "go-go-go"? And it seems like you never have time to just relax? That is how mine has been. If I'm not busy at work (and I am, with some new duties they gave me), I'm busy with the kids. We are always out enjoying the weather, going for walks, going to the park, or going swimming. Anyway, I'm 37 weeks today! Officially full-term. It makes

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00214456605607882879noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4315608385945418228.post-86003057000001385492011-07-20T11:07:00.004-05:002011-07-20T11:15:42.338-05:00

I'm holding steady and 34 weeks + 2 days along right now. Yesterday, I had an appointment with one of the 2 midwives I've been seeing. I love how in-depth the midwives are as opposed to when I saw an OB my first pregnancy and I felt like a new patient some of the appointments (who are you?). A summary:- My BP is still great (104/64)- Weight gain is good, even though I'm up 32 lbs. (remember, I

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00214456605607882879noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4315608385945418228.post-32959525335241682892011-07-11T12:51:00.003-05:002011-07-11T12:53:23.366-05:00

I just ran on my lunch break to the store to get some Life cereal. I just had to have it. Now I'm sitting at my desk just eating it out of the huge box next to me. At 33 weeks pregnant, anything I do can just be attributed to pregnancy and I don't think anyone will bat an eye.

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00214456605607882879noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4315608385945418228.post-74931122388886699542011-07-03T07:52:00.007-05:002011-07-03T08:06:39.547-05:00

How can it be July already? Most likely, my baby will be here next month, and it seems crazy that I can say, "next month". I will admit that I am in no rush! I never get the "hurry up and get this baby out of me" feelings, even at the end of a pregnancy. Honestly, the longer the baby bakes, the less likely there are to be complications. The most annoying thing to me is not the fact that at that

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00214456605607882879noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4315608385945418228.post-41679751310465000092011-06-21T11:29:00.003-05:002011-06-21T11:40:26.011-05:00

I can't believe I'm 30 weeks already. Wow! This is really the home stretch. I saw a different NMW today because mine is on vacation this week. She was really nice! We chatted it up because my aunt works with her as well (my aunt, the Labor & Delivery RN -- my dream job).Anyway, blood pressure is still good (I run low anyway). My fundal height is 30 cm, so right on track. She confirmed that baby

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00214456605607882879noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4315608385945418228.post-26303456399064664532011-06-11T00:05:00.002-05:002011-06-11T00:06:41.935-05:00

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It doesn't get much better than this.

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Yesterday marked 27 weeks for me, and if you want to get technical, 27+3 = third trimester, so Thursday I will be there. I am still very comfortable (as expected) and getting asked more questions on how I'm feeling (also expected, although rather annoying).It was nice to have a 3-day weekend! We had a wedding to attend on Saturday, although we just went to the reception because taking both kids,

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00214456605607882879noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4315608385945418228.post-74998238628258039152011-05-26T22:41:00.003-05:002011-05-26T22:41:56.930-05:00

He has not been cooperative lately and will either make goofy faces or cover his eyes, or run. I did manage to get a nice one of him today!He's such a sweetie . . .

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00214456605607882879noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4315608385945418228.post-7648679160996708522011-05-23T15:43:00.005-05:002011-05-23T22:39:54.674-05:00

This pregnancy is flying right by. Well, my midwife is awesome. She walked in and gave me a hug and told me I looked great! That's always a boost when you're feeling big and well, pregnant. I am mostly "all belly" -- but I'm not going to lie, I know my ass and thighs gain a little too (breastmilk stores, as I'm told).Anyhow, today I had to drink the orange drink for the glucose draw. I chugged it

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00214456605607882879noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4315608385945418228.post-23080040901719221182011-05-23T07:15:00.001-05:002011-05-23T07:15:00.502-05:00

Where did my baby go? In four days, she'll be 15 months.

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Alive and well! Work has been very busy for me lately. They have increased my duties and likewise, I haven't had much time to post. I've still been logging in to my reader and keeping up with all of you, but I haven't had much time to comment.What else is new?Andrew is doing a lot better this spring/summer than he has in the past in terms of staying in our yard and away from the street. He's

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00214456605607882879noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4315608385945418228.post-56188976599893448412011-05-07T21:51:00.004-05:002011-05-07T22:06:18.380-05:00

I had an awesome day with my sweet and beautiful children! It was finally beautiful on the weekend. For those of you who work during the week and live in this shit of a climate we call The Midwest, you all know how much is sucks when weather is shitty on the weekends. It's hard to spend all week inside, especially after this long winter we have had and the late, late, LATE start to spring (

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00214456605607882879noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4315608385945418228.post-64581881787633179482011-04-29T11:33:00.004-05:002011-04-29T11:37:02.175-05:00

I occasionally encounter questions. I nursed my son for 25 months and am now at 14 months with my daughter, yes, while pregnant! I know some of my other fellow mommies are in the same boat, so I am sharing just a few of the wonderful reasons why nursing past a year is so important.■“Nursing toddlers between the ages of 16 and 30 months have been found to have fewer illnesses and illnesses of

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00214456605607882879noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4315608385945418228.post-64771621469531782652011-04-25T00:39:00.007-05:002011-04-25T10:29:47.482-05:00

It's after midnight so I can say that now. I am on a sugar high from the little bit of Easter candy I did eat today. I also took a nap earlier while BOTH kids were napping, one of them (Andrew) next to me, because he crawled up on the couch and laid behind me and said, "I want to sleep by you too" and fell asleep with in 5-10 minutes.I love Andrew's vocabulary. We dyed Easter eggs on Saturday at

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00214456605607882879noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4315608385945418228.post-37714229689973907402011-04-17T23:35:00.004-05:002011-04-17T23:44:28.365-05:00

This past week has been pretty busy for us -- lots of little projects we're working on around the house, and just cleaning that has been keeping me busy.Andrew has been taking walks (or rather, runs) with me, and I've been getting some exercise now that the weather is a little better. It definitely feels good to burn some calories after basically sitting on my ass all winter.The hubby is excited

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00214456605607882879noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4315608385945418228.post-15004038652903713202011-04-07T08:29:00.005-05:002011-04-07T08:36:31.444-05:00

Yesterday was a gorgeous day here in Wisconsin. We actually broke the 60 degree mark for the first time since last fall (62 was the high, in fact). After work, I decided to take the kids for a walk. I put Elise on my back in the Boba carrier (I absolutely love that thing! Easiest carrier to use -- I have her on in less than 20 seconds, vs. all the fumbling I did with the ring sling). Andrew

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00214456605607882879noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4315608385945418228.post-81545652021616088362011-03-31T09:41:00.001-05:002011-03-31T09:42:19.644-05:00

My mom, brothers, and niece are flying to Florida today. I am so jealous! Still cold up here in the Nort'.

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00214456605607882879noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4315608385945418228.post-84342180832181845612011-03-28T23:05:00.006-05:002011-03-28T23:20:46.319-05:00

It was so much fun to see the baby! The first thing I saw were the four chambers of the heart, beating away. The heartrate was 141. The ultrasound tech went through and measured all of the parts she needed to measure. She said everything looked perfect. The nuchal fold was thin like it was supposed to be. The baby kept trying to suck his/her thumb -- how sweet! My daughter does that. After we got

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00214456605607882879noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4315608385945418228.post-65423339794886846902011-03-21T11:10:00.002-05:002011-03-21T11:17:18.296-05:00

I was a little paranoid because with my daughter, I first felt 2 distinct taps at 12 weeks and 6 days. I continued to feel movement with her, and it was a bit of a surprise, since I didn't feel my son until 20 weeks (I had an anterior placenta with him, so it tends to serve as a cushion between the baby and well, you).Anyway, the past few days, I have started feeling Baby Surprise a few times a

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00214456605607882879noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4315608385945418228.post-72493479269876893262011-03-16T21:39:00.003-05:002011-03-16T21:58:15.239-05:00

I don't put too much stock into gender dreams, and I am not one of those blessed with "intuition" on what gender I am carrying (my mom knew what she was having all five times, and this was before ultrasounds were so commonplace).However, I will share with my loyal readers that I had a dream last night that I had my baby and it was a girl. Someone said something or it was somehow messaged into my

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00214456605607882879noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4315608385945418228.post-63013386651848297342011-03-14T13:43:00.004-05:002011-03-14T13:49:56.991-05:00

I had a nice 3-day weekend (took off last Friday). It helps because it makes the weekend seem so much longer! We got a lot done. I had some laundry to catch up with. We also did some shopping out of town and visisted DH's brother and his wife (their kids are all grown/in college, etc.).Anyway, I came into work this morning to learn we have 14 cases of Influenza A. This is out of our total count

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00214456605607882879noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4315608385945418228.post-41052907331591884982011-03-10T10:36:00.005-06:002011-03-10T10:59:22.264-06:00

I feel like my blog is so boring because the blogs that tend to get a lot of hits and comments have a lot more exciting stuff going on -- either that or drama. I am not a dramatic person, so what you get is the girl next door who happens to be a mom!So, I will just continue to update my loyal followers on what's going on in my everyday Wisconsin mama life. :)I am doing well. I am 15 weeks + 3

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00214456605607882879noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4315608385945418228.post-8838128980355636582011-03-03T08:52:00.002-06:002011-03-03T08:57:21.496-06:00

Belly pic from yesterday, at 14w2d:

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00214456605607882879noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4315608385945418228.post-60966533977493421372011-03-01T11:07:00.003-06:002011-03-01T11:12:14.832-06:00

I had posted a few weeks back that we were getting a double bike trailer. Anyway, I was just going to update because we found an even better deal! We decided on this one, the Kidarooz 2-in-1 trailer. It's almost identical to the double Croozer we were going to order, plus we saved 15% on it because they had a President's Day sale.It's already here and put together (thank you, hubby!) so now I am

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00214456605607882879noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4315608385945418228.post-58937421976029623532011-02-25T14:48:00.007-06:002011-02-25T14:54:25.748-06:00

It's so hard to believe. A year ago, I didn't know her yet, and then suddenly she was here. It was the most amazing birthing experience ever -- I would never say the experience with my son was bad, but it just wasn't the same. I wasn't relaxed like I was with her. I caved and got that stupid epidural after 20 hours with him, which turned out to be a dumb decision, because I'm apparently not a

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00214456605607882879noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4315608385945418228.post-83722955299712587252011-02-22T09:25:00.007-06:002011-02-22T11:32:22.865-06:00

I think I finally feel better about things. It really wasn't a big deal. Nobody was hurt. My kids weren't with me. It was all just so stupid!So here's how my Valentine's Day went from bad to worse. First of all, on my way to my midwife appointment (which I was super excited about, and apparently not paying attention to my speed), I got pulled over going 40 in a 25. The Chief of Police is the one

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00214456605607882879noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4315608385945418228.post-75301231032988767592011-02-17T09:49:00.007-06:002011-02-17T10:31:22.408-06:00

I will be debt-free by age 37. I am quite proud of my family's budgeting and have been told that I should offer my financial knowledge to others, so here is my attempt at it. If you are bored by this type of information, simply click away from my blog now. I won't force anyone to fall asleep at their desks. The following advice is simply that. I am not rich. I won't say what my income is, but it

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00214456605607882879noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4315608385945418228.post-80161272312526331302011-02-15T09:22:00.005-06:002011-02-15T09:29:19.152-06:00

I got to see my lovely midwife for the first time since my post-partum checkup last time. She walked into the room and smiled and gave me a HUGE hug. I adore her. She is so caring. I'm not just another patient to her and she remembered all about my family. After catching up, we took a listen and heard that beautiful heartbeat. She didn't measure how many BPM it was, but it sounded perfect. She

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00214456605607882879noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4315608385945418228.post-68040001036585637202011-02-14T07:30:00.003-06:002011-02-14T07:30:03.379-06:00

Pics! It's been awhile. I have a hard time getting inspired with the camera during the winter, but yesterday was a nice day! We took the kids for a walk at the park!

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00214456605607882879noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4315608385945418228.post-78364137769629045372011-02-10T10:38:00.004-06:002011-02-10T10:53:26.221-06:00

Remember when I used to exercise? Yep, I do. It's been a long time. After I had Elise, I did take both kids for walks because I got a steal of a deal on Craigslist on a double stroller (she happened to live by me so I checked it out. She had been asking $40 but before I left, she said she'd take $20, and I decided that was a good deal. It's an older Graco DuoGlider -- you know, those old navy

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00214456605607882879noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4315608385945418228.post-71295295122996513142011-02-08T15:53:00.004-06:002011-02-08T15:59:49.806-06:00

I've been a bad Blogger lately. I've just been so tired when I get home from work that I do everything I can to keep my eyes open until my kids are both in bed. I even let my [clean] laundry pile up quite a bit. Anyone who knows me knows I like to get it taken care of right away!Anyway, I just thought I'd run through what's new, for my readers who still read this boring rag of a blog!Elise took

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10 weeks, 1 day on 2/1/11:Here's a comparison pic of some sorts, 5 months post-partum (after Elise):

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I am really good at keeping myself composed. I show LOTS of happiness, but if I am sad, I keep it to myself. I don't like people to see me cry, even if I am watching a sad movie. I'm really weird that way.Anyway, as you guys know, I live in Wisconsin, and you may or may not know this, but the Packers are a pretty big deal here. Lots of team pride: heck, we have "The Lambeau Leap" and no other

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Andrew has been potty trained for awhile now, and he stopped using his potty seat (one of those ones that goes underneath the lid) probably two months ago. He's a "big boy" who sits on the toilet, but lately, his favorite thing to do is climb on top of the lid and place both feet on the sides of the seat and squat over the toilet, much like a frog. It's really funny to see, and no, he doesn't

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I like helping people. It makes me feel really good. My mom talked to me yesterday and said that my sister-in-law (my brother's wife), who just had a baby on Saturday (my new little niece!) was having some struggles with breastfeeding and she could probably use some encouragement and help from me. Of course, I jumped up to the challenge. I used my knowledge base to find out what I could say/do to

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And . . .I am happy to report that things are measuring right on track! I got to see the flicker that is the heartbeat. I can relax. I'm not quite to the point where I was when I lost the angel baby, but I do feel better now seeing everything is so far okay.Meet my blueberry!

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I am on my 2nd cold in less than a month. All I have done since Thursday is blow my nose (seriously, my wastebasket at work here is overflowing with tissues). It's one of those head colds so the pressure is there and annoying. I was only well for about a week in-between these two colds. I feel exhausted from being pregnant anyway, and to add this on top of it is even more exhausting. This weekend

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I get an ultrasound next Wednesday! I'll be 7 weeks and 2 days. I otherwise will not see my midwife until 12 weeks!I called yesterday because I kept having these sharp, stabbing pains -- they didn't really feel like RLP to me, from what I can remember (and also, this is pretty early for that -- but I have read that RLP can come on sooner with subsequent pregnancies, and this is the 5th time my

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What am I talking about? Well, I'll tell you a little story. It's called "Why we don't Take our Son to the Restaurant". The main character is a three-year-old boy with an incredible abundance of energy, a little boy whom most people say, "oh, he's just three", but after five minutes, realize that they have never encountered such a boy with THIS much personality. The boy is very much loved and he

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I go home on my lunch break every day to feed my baby and eat lunch myself. I only live 5 minutes away, so it's kind-of a nice break in my day. When I got back to work today, I took my coat off and I realized that my pants were unzipped and unbuttoned! And these are pants that are too big on me (I made the mistake of buying a few new items when I was still losing my weight from my last pregnancy,

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My baby is 10 months old and I don't think she knows her name. This is our fault (mine, my husband's, and Andrew's) because we have referred to her since birth as Squeaky (she made little squeaky noises in the hospital and I lovingly gave her that nickname). Also, Squeaker, Squeaks, Squeakington, Squeaky McGhee, Squeaky McKitty, and Squeaky Kitchen (this last one makes me giggle because one time

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Just for shits and giggles, this is what my test looked like yesterday morning. I think it's safe to stop testing now. :) Say what you may, but it helps ease my mind and a happy mind means a happy Sarah.

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I am getting more comfortable. The test obsession is wearing off some (well, not really, since I have tested at least every day), although I did POAS this morning and saw that the control line is starting to fading even more as the test line takes more dye away. Things must be progressing nicely.Christmas was fun in our house. I had the camera going, the hubby had the camcorder going, and we

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Ah, the joys of early pregnancy. I'm 4 weeks and 3 days, just early enough where the only thing I can do is obsess and pray that things progress nicely. I'm too early to see anything on an ultrasound, hear anything with a doppler, or watch my belly grow. The only thing I can do is continue to test (and I have, 12 times, so far) and temp (to make sure mine stays up there). I didn't used to be this

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To all my loyal readers, I love you. I am able to share with you news that I cannot share yet with my friends in real life or even my extended family. So this news is TOP SECRET and I think one or two of you are Facebook friends with me, so thank you for helping me keep this quiet until further notice.We weren't really planning on having a third child, but we didn't do a whole lot to prevent it,

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I love this time of year. I always have. The snow puts me in a holiday mood and once Thanksgiving is gone, I'm all Christmas all the time, especially when it comes to the tunes I play in my car. It's one month where I can enjoy all the classics, as well as the modern stuff.I will start with my list of the worst Christmas songs. These are ones where when I hear them come on, I will change the

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Finally! Mr. Scrooge, who shall remain nameless, did not want to go get one for us or with us, so I took Andrew to the tree lot in town (not what I wanted to do, but I found out yesterday that the awesome Christmas tree farm is closed for the season; plus, I wouldn't be able to find my way there since it's 45 minutes away and I have no sense of direction).We took Andrew's carseat out to make room

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I have some of my Christmas shopping done. I feel better now than I did earlier in the week! We actually went out into the blizzard (taking it slow, never getting over 30 mph) to simply get out of the house and we ended up making our way out to the shopping area. I had a $10 off card for both Old Navy and Shopko so I used those up, oh yeah, and a $10 gift card I won at work for Walmart (I got 3

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I am a passionate person. I have certain things that take precedence in my life and those passions define who I am. It's just the way I have always been. for instance, when I was younger, I was bound and determined to be the very best I could be at playing the flute. I practiced every single day four hours, sometimes up to four hours a day and it became my life. I even paid for my own weekly

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I forgot to update on Tuesday, but Elise had her appointment. I know these posts bore most all of you, but I need this for my records.She weighed in at 19 lbs, 12.8 oz., which is almost the 75th percentile, and she is 27.6" long, which is the 50th percentile. She is meeting a lot of the 12 month milestones, and the Nurse Practitioner (we alternate between her and the pediatrician -- they work as

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Do it. :)

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It's hard to believe she's already 9 months, and while I miss the newborn cuddly stage, I do love the stage she is at now. She stands for several seconds at a time, and I think she'll be taking her first steps pretty soon. She has learned to shake her head "no-no" and it's very cute; she also says, "dada" all the time. She did say "mama" a couple times and that was her first word, but of course,

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What does that mean? Well, for one, it means I am a pleaser. Because I don't like conflict, I strive for perfection. No, I know I'm not perfect and I am not trying to be, but if things flow smoothly, it means less stress for me.I was just looking at my planner at work here, where I write everything down. This year, in 2010, I have only had 2 days off: January 18th and July 9th. This does not

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He's so funny. He can't carry his sister, because she's over 20 lbs. and he barely weighs 30, so when he wants to get her somewhere fast, he just grabs her by the leg and drags her. The funny thing is, she doesn't even seem to mind.I love my children so much. I have so much to be thankful for, today and every day.

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This was discussed on the board I am on, so I just wanted to blog about it as well, since I have been lacking in posts lately. :)I have the best eater I have ever seen: my three-year-old son, Andrew. We eat very healthy: nothing that is pre-processed, and nothing containing GMOs, high-fructose corn syrup, or partially hydrogenated soybean oils.He will eat everything: every kind of vegetable you

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We are experiencing this lovely November rain (cue GNR, right?). It's cold, it's dreary, and it's typical for this time of year in Wisconsin. When I was a kid, I remember always having snow, at least some of it, by Thanksgiving. The past few years, we haven't gotten our first snow until December. Weather like this makes me just want to stay inside all day in my pajamas. That's okay -- sometimes

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Breast Milk Sugars Give Infants a Protective CoatBy NICHOLAS WADEPublished: August 2, 2010A large part of human milk cannot be digested by babies and seems to have a purpose quite different from infant nutrition — that of influencing the composition of the bacteria in the infant’s gut.The details of this three-way relationship between mother, child and gut microbes are being worked out by three

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;)I'm a naturalist. Everyone who knows me knows this. At my work, it's the annual push for all staff to get flu shots (they provide them free of charge and they are aiming for 95% this year, up from 80% in the past).I decline it every year; it's my right as a citizen and as a human being. I have many reasons, but I'll just go through a few of them:The flu shot not only contains the dead flu virus

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November 5th marked 9 years since my father was served his "surprise" divorce and restraining order papers. It was a culmination of events over the previous 25 years, including 22 years of marriage, that led to the decision my mom ultimately made.She was tired of being beaten up, pushed around, choked, yelled at, and beaten mentally to the point where she felt she truly was worthless. She lived

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I was home at 10:00 on my feeding break. As I was feeding Elise, Andrew came in and climbed in the bed by me. I love this age, by the way. He's so observant. I asked him what he did this morning so far (as it had only been just over 2 hours since I left for work).He said, "spilled syrup on rug". I said, "oh, it's okay -- I'm sure it was an accident". He said, "accidents happen".Then he pointed to

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My ghost . . . My mom made this costume for Andrew. After the initial fear of putting it on because it was "too scary", he very much enjoyed wearing his costume.I told him to "show me scary", and this is what I got.Guess he is more Casper the Friendly Ghost than anything scary.And here is my little calf . . .She loves my mom's dog. If she could wag that tail in excitement, she would. ;)We had a

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I actually got excited yesterday afternoon because something so silly made me so happy. I organized my entertainment center in the living room. We have one of those that is actually pretty cool and efficient -- it's a wooden one that is built into the wall. Anyway, we have so many DVDs that they were 3-4 rows deep on all the shelves so anytime one wants to watch something, it's hard to view all

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I will have pics tomorrow of the kids in their costumes, but for now you can enjoy looking at pics from Halloweens past . . .2007, Andrew's first Halloween. He was two months here, and still in his colicky, unhappy phase. Needless to say, the monster costume didn't make him any happier! This pic still makes me giggle:Halloween, 2008:Halloween, 2009 (yes, we reused the same costume because it

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DISCLAIMER: I, Sarah from Wisconsin, am a huge dork. Big time. I will understand if I lose blog followers after this escapade . . .I was sitting at my desk at work today, thinking of what I could dress up as, when around 1:00, the idea hit me. Why not dress up as Julia Child? After all, I can't cook to save my life. It takes me a long time to process a recipe. I enjoy watching cooking shows, if

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Seriously. She whipped together a Halloween costume for Andrew. She picked up some fleece fabric and sewed it (sew awesome! Hah!). She put boning in the bottom so that it flares out a little. It has a hood to go over his head. She just swung by my work and dropped it off. I love my mom so much!I will have pictures soon of my ghost and my little calf. We have a Halloween costume party at work

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It's been so bittersweet. I still remember her birth like it was yesterday. I had that little baby in my arms and I looked at her with wonder and awe, and although I had already been a mom, it was still so amazing. I remember laughing to myself, saying, "I don't really know you yet!"Well, it was so much fun getting to know her. I remember that night, she would not sleep in her basinette in the

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That's how I feel today. This weather doesn't help.

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Now that our "Indian Summer" days are faded and fall is officially upon us, I tend to think of the comforts that make me happy -- the little things in life. In no particular order, I love the following comforts . . .Long, hot baths in the morning -- mainly because when I get out of bed, it's cold, and if I lie in the tub, I don't have to fully awaken before beginning my work day . . .My mom's

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On one of my forums I'm on, we were talking about "worst bosses". I realized I have never shared this story here, so bear with me (if you need something to distract you today or you just plain want to know). Here goes!I worked at this small company my first job out of college. It was really just until I found something in my field. Anyway, I was the Administrative Assistant and it was all men

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Last Saturday, Elise said "mama" for the first time. She only says it when she's crying and since she doesn't cry very often, I haven't heard it very often, but it is crystal-clear when she does say it. I remember Andrew doing this same thing with his first word, but of course, he was always crying. ;)Today marks two weeks, and Andrew is 100% (I would say) healed from his surgery now. As of last

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Do you believe in soulmates? Do you think there is one person for everyone, or do you think that multiple possibilities exist? Share your thoughts.

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We had fun outside with the camera today, and I did manage to get one shot where Andrew was smiling. He's not a fan of the camera these days, so it's a struggle!And, for the outtake. Look at Andrew's face. LOL, classic!

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S-A-R-A-H. Yes, it has an "h" on the end. My mother named me. My sister-in-law, who has known me for over 13 years now, continues to spell it without the "h", even in replies to e-mails and on Facebook when it's right there in front of her. On our wedding card or other cards, etc., she always spells it "Sara" -- we even lived with her for 6 months back in the day.It bothers me when people don't

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This happened for the first time yesterday. This post is mainly for my records. :)

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I find that I much prefer staples over paper clips, because I like how secure they feel. I find myself stapling everything at work to keep it organized and together and I actually feel a sense of uneasiness if someone hands me something with a paperclip, or God forbid, just loose! I am so Type A it's not even funny . . .This weekend, the hubby and I watched Julie and Julia and we both really

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Well, it wasn't easy taking him in on Wednesday morning for his surgery. He was happily playing with the toys they provided him in the room, especially the ball popper. He was laughing hysterically and putting things in there that weren't even balls.That was fun. The balls were going all over the room. My mom also showed up to be there for Andrew, and for us, and it was great (because afterward,

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00214456605607882879noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4315608385945418228.post-8777621876054026112010-10-04T11:49:00.008-05:002010-10-04T12:15:28.725-05:00

I apologize, not that anyone reads my blog anymore these days -- LOL -- I think I lost a lot of my readers after my pregnancy, but that's okay. I have always stated that this is a place for me to record my events so I can refer back to them in one place since I'm not good at jotting stuff down at home.Life got a little busy and crazy and I didn't have time to blog -- all good and exciting, but

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00214456605607882879noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4315608385945418228.post-3990395568458107892010-09-22T09:14:00.004-05:002010-09-22T09:30:17.534-05:00

Yesterday was a strange day. Well, the evening was, at least.Andrew was acting up and tantruming (that's not out of the ordinary) and my husband was trying to cook supper (definitely not out of the ordinary) so I decided to take the kids for a car ride and I went to Target, even though I had nothing to really get there. I pulled in to a parking spot by the carts and I got out of the car and

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00214456605607882879noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4315608385945418228.post-68621709394675162742010-09-16T14:38:00.006-05:002010-09-16T15:14:21.114-05:00

Life kind-of took hold of me and I've just been so busy with everything: home, work, and elsewhere. I'll give you a quick update.For Andrew, we are not ready to take the step and sign him up for surgery until we know he needs it. I called to get him into the sleep lab, but they said they "don't normally do those on kids". Anyway, they sent me a sleep survey to complete so I've been doing that

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00214456605607882879noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4315608385945418228.post-39497768875611836492010-09-08T10:55:00.004-05:002010-09-08T11:02:57.781-05:00

We are going to get a referral for Andrew to have a sleep study done first. We as parents want to be confident we are doing the right thing. Tonsil and adenoid removal surgery, while quite common, is still considered a major surgery. He will be put under general anesthesia and there is a small risk for bleeding -- but it's there nonetheless. The biggest thing (for us) would be keeping Andrew

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00214456605607882879noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4315608385945418228.post-20829200535176500432010-09-06T16:37:00.006-05:002010-09-06T16:57:50.807-05:00

First off, the kids had their well checks last week. Andrew (3) is weighing in at 31 lbs, 3 oz. and 39" (3 ft, 3 in.) tall and Elise (6 mos.) is 18 lbs, 5 oz. and 25 3/4" long! Andrew's pediatrician said he is going to be really tall and he also referred us to an ENT for his snoring. We had some video of it and the way he is breathing when sleeping (very labored and deep chest breathing) is like

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00214456605607882879noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4315608385945418228.post-68194584901460971062010-08-31T07:00:00.005-05:002010-08-31T07:00:04.677-05:00

Well, we had a busy weekend. I was in my friend's wedding and we traveled up to the Cities to attend it. We had so much fun! Andrew stayed with my mom and he had more fun there than he probably would have had at the wedding. My husband got pretty drunk, and those who know him know that Drunk Rob is a different guy than Regular Rob, so it was pretty awesome to see him out on the dance floor. He

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00214456605607882879noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4315608385945418228.post-15959421875999737152010-08-29T17:46:00.001-05:002010-08-29T17:47:51.071-05:00

My mom watched Andrew this weekend because I was in a wedding out of town and DH and I just took Elise (she's easy to take to a wedding -- Andrew, on the other hand, is not . . .).Anyway, Andrew was obsessed with this book that used to be my brother's -- it was all about lightning and other weather phenomenons (it's made for middle schoolers but Andrew found it -- LOL). Anyway, after going

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00214456605607882879noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4315608385945418228.post-44206331982828628302010-08-25T23:31:00.001-05:002010-08-25T23:32:59.161-05:00

I was super busy at work today and then had some special time with Andrew after work, but it's 11:31 p.m. and still his birthday so I want to acknowledge it!Three years ago, my life changed forever. I became a mom. As I held my bundle of joy, all 6 pounds of him, for the first time, I could not believe this miracle was mine. Mine to hold and love forever. We have so many memories and I look

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