<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996</id><updated>2012-01-24T16:16:36.746-05:00</updated><category term='Holidays'/><category term='Me Pics'/><category term='Tre growing up'/><category term='kid being bad'/><category term='Being a mom'/><category term='Sweet Shot'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='new baby'/><category term='LOL Worthy'/><category term='I heart Faces'/><category term='From Tre&apos;s mouth'/><category term='Just ME'/><category term='Kaylin Faith'/><category term='Soccer'/><category term='Summer 09'/><category term='Kaylin Pics'/><category term='Playing Photographer'/><category term='Tre Pics'/><category term='Tre Video'/><category term='Embrace the Camera'/><category term='Family Pics'/><category term='life changing'/><category term='i heart faces challenges'/><category term='Edit Me Challenge'/><category term='love'/><title type='text'>Mommy's Turn</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>131</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-3992372701322041185</id><published>2012-01-24T16:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T16:16:36.756-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOL Worthy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From Tre&apos;s mouth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaylin Pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaylin Faith'/><title type='text'>It's not the weekend!</title><content type='html'>Cuteness and monster noises have been happening at the Arms household! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaylin does this grr sound that is super funny only because when you repeat the sound she laughs hysterically like you just poked her rib or something. So cute... I wish I had video to share! IDEA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday on the way to school Tre got upset with me and was pouting about something trivial and Kaylin looks over at him and "grrrrr" at first Tre just rolled his eyes, trying not to laugh and said "sissster" and looked away. she did it again and Tre said... "you wearin me out sister!" which I thought was funny n I laughed and then she did it again to him which this time made him react the way she wanted and he laughed and grrr'd back! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few moments before that Tre had called his pawpaw to wish him happy birthday and he was talking and I heard him tell pawpaw it's not the weekend.. didn’t think anything of it and when I got on the phone to talk to nana she said pawpaw asked Tre if he wanted to come over for some birthday cake tonight and Tre told him no pawpaw it's not the weekend. LOL my kid is so cute with his grown up reasoning and understanding of things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Tre got beat up for the first time :o( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very, I don’t even know the emotion I was having... at first I was like... well that's just what boys do but then when Tre told me the details of what happened I was PISSED! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took both the kids to the gym with me last night so that Mark could work some OT and not have to worry about the kids and what they are destroying or who just fell off what. Dropped em off at the child care at the gym for a buck each and went to my cardio combat class for an hour and a half. When I came back to pick them up and go home the sitter was holding Tre's hand and walking with him while he had the other hand in his mouth crying. not just a regular old cry but a hyperventilating type of cry. So I asked him what is wrong and he said that some kid kicked him right here and pointed to his penis. I said someone kicked you right there? was it an accident? he said no so I tried to take him and calm him down and get sister at the same time and when the culprit was put in time out for his wrong doings I realized, this kid is like 4 inches smaller than Tre... what's he got, LITTLE MAN SYNDROM already!?!?! So here I am 32 years old with my two babies in my lap mean muggin a 3 or 4 year old and thinking GOOD you get what you get what you deserve you little shit head, because he was crying that he was getting a time-out. LOL ughh my life. So we leave and get in the car on the way home I am grilling him like what happened and why did he do that and what'd you do and all that jazz. He tells me he was watching a little boy play Mario cart and the boy didn’t want him to watch him and all he was doing was watching and then he got "punched" in the eye (looked more like a scratch) and he said he "turned his head" like this and hurt his neck which when demonstrated looked like he was trying to break his neck... then he kicked him in the ding ding... I mean SERIOUSLY!! All just for wanting to watch a video game... yea that just switched me over to flaming hot... I was pissed. I told Tre that if that happened again I wanted him to come back and hit him harder... he said ok mom I also said I don’t ever... EVER want him to START a fight but he better finish that crap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on to less stressful events... Kaylin likes when you smell her feet and act like you’re going to throw up! HAHAHA her big ol belly laugh is awesome and I swear I could smell her little "popcorn butter" smelling toes for hours and she would continue to laugh hysterically! must have video of that too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mfJ8gSo5DOs/Tx8fXs5o2uI/AAAAAAAAA4U/B5mJVUaTD78/s1600/sleepingbeautyfb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="320px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mfJ8gSo5DOs/Tx8fXs5o2uI/AAAAAAAAA4U/B5mJVUaTD78/s320/sleepingbeautyfb.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and here is&amp;nbsp;my little boogie sleeping - this is my project 52 with the chic critique forms... thought i'd share :o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-3992372701322041185?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/3992372701322041185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2012/01/its-not-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/3992372701322041185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/3992372701322041185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2012/01/its-not-weekend.html' title='It&apos;s not the weekend!'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mfJ8gSo5DOs/Tx8fXs5o2uI/AAAAAAAAA4U/B5mJVUaTD78/s72-c/sleepingbeautyfb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-1607060921757595953</id><published>2012-01-13T10:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T10:45:45.859-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tre growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From Tre&apos;s mouth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaylin Faith'/><title type='text'>Your baby can read</title><content type='html'>You know your baby can read? Yeah... we have that video system... it was too boring for Tre - by the time we got it for him he was already into Elmo and Sesame Street so that was just too drab for him to sit and watch repetitive screens and words. &lt;br /&gt;BUT he is only 4 months away from being 5 and is learning to read. For the longest time he has known all the sounds that the letters make, vowels were always particularly tricky but he knew at least the short sound to most. He told me over the weekend that he could spell play. i said ok how do you spell it... he said puh, P...ell, L... aye, A... what do you think comes next? i said you tell me, you told me you could spell it, he thought for a moment or maybe he was testing me to see if i would give him the answer but then he says... im gonna think it's a Y. WOW THAT WAS AWESOME! applauded applause for my baby genius! LOL j/k&lt;br /&gt;So YEAH my 4 year old spelled PLAY! whoo hoo... i was then of course quizzing him on all the words he knows how to spell and he has all the 2 letter words i could think of down pat and the 3 letter words and he gets the rhyme (change the first letter to make a new word) concept. So my boy is well on his way to actual reading!! I am so proud of him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is also a writing fool - he writes random things like anytime he has free time he is writing in his notebook, his name and mom and nana and more of his name and then proceeds to copy every word in sight and then comes to ask me what it says, says being with a long A sound lol i love that because he gives me that "my little&amp;nbsp;baby" feel. but generally&amp;nbsp;i correct him intently when he says words wrong. Like that 2 equals 2 is 4 thing... oh my gawsh that makes me nuts! but at least he is getting the fact that if you have 2 items and add a certain amount you get a new number... he is so quick to catch on to things, SMART, like his daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little boogey is 15 months today!! Friday the 13th and boogey turns 15 months, right along side my little brother who turns 15 today! but i digress.. my little kay bug is getting so big and her opinion is just as big if not bigger... she has been cutting so big teeth for a while now and make me CRAZY in the process... how come Tre cut teeth and i never even KNEW about it and when Kay does EVERYONE knows!! lol SO not like her brother, not that i expected her to be... i actually knew she was going to be more opinionated and not as laid back because 1 she is a FEMALE and 2 she is child 2! She is a mess tho - i wouldn't trade her for anything in the world.&amp;nbsp;Love that squishy little eating fool to death... and those big blue eyes combined with those big kissable/punchable cheeks of hers i mean how can anyone resist her?? i think she needs to be on toddlers and tiaras, even tho we dont do pageants... my kid is BEAUTIFUL!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS Happy birthday bro - you will never know how much you truly mean to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-1607060921757595953?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/1607060921757595953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2012/01/your-baby-can-read.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/1607060921757595953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/1607060921757595953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2012/01/your-baby-can-read.html' title='Your baby can read'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-8983563962621389217</id><published>2011-12-28T09:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T10:25:07.143-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tre Pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me Pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playing Photographer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaylin Pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaylin Faith'/><title type='text'>Top 11 of 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clickitupanotch.com/2011/12/top-11-of-2011-announcement/" target="_self"&gt;&lt;img alt="Click It Up A Notch" border="0" src="http://www.clickitupanotch.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/12/Top11of11Button125x125.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;The following photos are of my family - these are the top 11 of my favs. &lt;/center&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Iz1zwOCzk2w/TvsFKeTfjJI/AAAAAAAAA08/s21DtL656oU/s1600/DSCN0911edit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Iz1zwOCzk2w/TvsFKeTfjJI/AAAAAAAAA08/s21DtL656oU/s400/DSCN0911edit.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;11. The first photo i took of my little boy that i felt had professional quality. Obviously it's "over edited" but i was just starting out and well... i dont have to explain how NEW photogs can get when getting use to editing and learning new skills. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ ﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lC2egGYPD-c/TvsEseb0GeI/AAAAAAAAA0k/rfQz_4KqmCg/s1600/DSC_3630.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lC2egGYPD-c/TvsEseb0GeI/AAAAAAAAA0k/rfQz_4KqmCg/s400/DSC_3630.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;10. my family SOOC- taken at Red River Gorge - Mark and I use to make several trips a year to this area and do primitive camping, until we "almost died" while camping one memorial weekend - then we had kids!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ ﻿﻿﻿﻿ ﻿ &lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Gm2RKD5qS0/TvsEGHkpb-I/AAAAAAAAA0M/TBC_Zf-Js0g/s1600/DSC_1636.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Gm2RKD5qS0/TvsEGHkpb-I/AAAAAAAAA0M/TBC_Zf-Js0g/s400/DSC_1636.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;9. SOOC - i love this photo for the expression on his face, we were at the KY State fair and dad just won him this HUGEMONGOUS sword and he thought it was the coolest thing in the world, for a moment!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ ﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L9AtRSyz3gE/TvsEcGeisCI/AAAAAAAAA0c/d2uCvhleh5A/s1600/DSC_3239.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L9AtRSyz3gE/TvsEcGeisCI/AAAAAAAAA0c/d2uCvhleh5A/s400/DSC_3239.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;8. My babies SOOC, they were both in Cousin Stephanies wedding at Hubers in Indiana and they were just looking too darn cute and i had to snap a few photos of them all fancied up. They do a good job posing and ROCKED it out for the Photogs doing the wedding.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ ﻿ &lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JFxIbRv8sGo/TvsE68D17pI/AAAAAAAAA0s/pi3cuwIhXjk/s1600/DSC_5606.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JFxIbRv8sGo/TvsE68D17pI/AAAAAAAAA0s/pi3cuwIhXjk/s400/DSC_5606.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;7. SOOC -The day after Thanksgiving, while getting our Christmas decor out, all Tre could talk or think about was our OVERSIZED santa hat it's about 7ft long. He was so happy when we finally got to it he ran around like a crazy man for 20 minutes after we found it. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ ﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sMOHGpGaKhI/TvsER5wPNwI/AAAAAAAAA0U/XelMhKr083c/s1600/DSC_1742.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sMOHGpGaKhI/TvsER5wPNwI/AAAAAAAAA0U/XelMhKr083c/s400/DSC_1742.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;6. SOOC- Tre at his finest... playing!! Love the expression on his face because you KNOW he is having a good time. I mean seriously, would you even have to ASK if he is having the time of his life?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ ﻿ &lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GJQO-iK0VeY/TvsD9cmPmdI/AAAAAAAAA0E/dNgUqfsF1WE/s1600/DSC_0314psedit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GJQO-iK0VeY/TvsD9cmPmdI/AAAAAAAAA0E/dNgUqfsF1WE/s400/DSC_0314psedit.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. My first mini session with my baby girl - she is 10 months old in this photo and it was the first time i really took a moment with my brand new "professional" camera and made some great photos of my baby girl. at this point, i still had no clue what i was doing with it, i was just pushing the button and hoping for the best. they turned out pretty good but i love the reaching for me that she is doing here. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ ﻿ &lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D6D4hRIqNw4/TvsDtObAN-I/AAAAAAAAAz8/NVHN7sfml-U/s1600/DSC_0146edit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D6D4hRIqNw4/TvsDtObAN-I/AAAAAAAAAz8/NVHN7sfml-U/s400/DSC_0146edit.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. The very first day i brought my new camera home... taking pictures of this one is like cat n mouse, you have to bribe or it's not going to work. but he must have known i NEEDED to shoot because he did really good and let me take at least 12 photos that day. i love this one because you can see his long lashes and for some drama i went with a black and white conversion. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ ﻿ ﻿ &lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--N4RMHUC8X4/TvsFAn36g5I/AAAAAAAAA00/HrmC3JIqLKk/s1600/DSC_7120edit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--N4RMHUC8X4/TvsFAn36g5I/AAAAAAAAA00/HrmC3JIqLKk/s400/DSC_7120edit.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. My beautiful baby girl on Christmas day - this pic is a fav because she just looks so dang on BIG *cries* &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ ﻿ &lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i5-NOV2TnKs/TvsFURRg5mI/AAAAAAAAA1E/n3dv3_zz_30/s1600/DSCN1253.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i5-NOV2TnKs/TvsFURRg5mI/AAAAAAAAA1E/n3dv3_zz_30/s400/DSCN1253.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. SOOC-&amp;nbsp;I believe this is the first family photo we have of us after the one that was taken in the hospital - this is me n my family on Kaylins special day. Being baptized!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ ﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MrTh-APLZAc/TvsDpL473FI/AAAAAAAAAz0/pKVC9kBurAc/s1600/babies.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MrTh-APLZAc/TvsDpL473FI/AAAAAAAAAz0/pKVC9kBurAc/s400/babies.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. Its interesting that i call myself a photographer and i find myself anxious at the thought of a "session" with my own kids. i can run and play and be totally understanding when clients children run and don't want to sit still, i have NO PROBLEM chasing and playing and making a game out of it. But when it comes to my OWN children... i have NO PATIENCE and it just seems like so much work. Maybe because i have to be the parent AND the photographer i dont know what the reasons are but i wish i could figure it out because being the beaming proud momma that i am i feel like i have the cutest kids in the world of course and they should be shot... LOL love the play on words but i mean shot with a camera :o) &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ ﻿&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-8983563962621389217?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/8983563962621389217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/12/top-11-of-2011.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/8983563962621389217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/8983563962621389217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/12/top-11-of-2011.html' title='Top 11 of 2011'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Iz1zwOCzk2w/TvsFKeTfjJI/AAAAAAAAA08/s21DtL656oU/s72-c/DSCN0911edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-6917080955728528156</id><published>2011-12-13T14:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T14:04:08.967-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tre Pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From Tre&apos;s mouth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Being a mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaylin Pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaylin Faith'/><title type='text'>They are so funny!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NCXI_1Qo2HU/Tuef8LQg77I/AAAAAAAAAzM/qE9JuilTe8Y/s1600/xmasbabies.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640px" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NCXI_1Qo2HU/Tuef8LQg77I/AAAAAAAAAzM/qE9JuilTe8Y/s640/xmasbabies.jpg" width="443px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Couple of days ago i am in the morning routine, trying to get Tre out of his bed to get his clothes on so i can get sister dressed and we can be on our way. he is giving me trouble, because he doesn't want to go to school and he wants to stay home and he wont get out of bed and get his clothes on he just keeps laying there. so&amp;nbsp;i figured I'd go get sister out of her bed who is over there just sitting in her bed like a good girl. i walk over too her and when i reach down to pick her up she grabs her blanket and covers up with it as she is throwing herself on her pillow like, 'i don't want to get up' JUST LIKE BROTHER!! omg the two of them crack me up - mark and i being only children growing up&amp;nbsp;really had/have no clue what sibling interaction is like or suppose to be but every time i see them interact and enjoy each others company it does the following:&lt;br /&gt;1. makes me melt&lt;br /&gt;2. makes me jealous that i didn't have a brother growing up lol of course that is a normal reaction because i have only child syndrome "everything is about me" haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean... look at that picture - how stinkin cute are they? This was taking this weekend trying to pull together a Christmas card photo that we can give to people... it didnt work too well. it was cold even tho the sun was out and kay was tired and had been fighting naps all day and tre was crazy cracked out on (smh) i have NO CLUE what he was cracked about but yeah it was a total of 10 minutes of chaos! lol Tripod set up marked the spot with a golf ball and how awesome, they totally move out of the spot when they all come outside so i have to reset and refocus and kaylin is getting cranky and lol it was pretty much FUNNY! im sure that if the neighbors were watching us they were laughing too. but regardless of all that&amp;nbsp;it really doesn't get any cuter than the two of them!! Those are my babies right there... your looking at the reason i call myself mommy and the whole purpose of my life. LOVE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-6917080955728528156?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/6917080955728528156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/12/they-are-so-funny.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/6917080955728528156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/6917080955728528156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/12/they-are-so-funny.html' title='They are so funny!'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NCXI_1Qo2HU/Tuef8LQg77I/AAAAAAAAAzM/qE9JuilTe8Y/s72-c/xmasbabies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-5517969968120320628</id><published>2011-12-09T13:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T13:14:41.952-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOL Worthy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From Tre&apos;s mouth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kid being bad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaylin Faith'/><title type='text'>Hair Cut bites</title><content type='html'>a hair cut has happened.... it was not with Kaylin or mom or dad... it was Tre. &lt;br /&gt;Tre got a hair cut yesterday... nothing new, not a big deal in any way other than the fact that DAD cut Tre's hair. &lt;br /&gt;Dad is not a hair stylist... or a barber!&lt;br /&gt;This isn't going where you think it's going... &lt;br /&gt;Dad was fixing the hair cut that TRE GAVE HIMSELF!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES that's right... the 4 1/2 year old boy during craft time at school decided he was going to CUT OFF HIS WIDOWS PEAK... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he said i am sorry i did that, i wont do that ever again. &lt;br /&gt;i asked him why he did and he said it was too big. &lt;br /&gt;i said your hair was too big? he said yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his poor teacher was freaking out. she kept saying i was going to kill her. lol i just told her its no big deal... kids do things like this... no worries. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't have a picture cause mark took care of it while i was at zumba - he did a pretty good job. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAYLIN: got bit at school 2 days ago for taking a toy away from another kid. she turned around and the other kid bit her in the back... BIG bite... almost broke the skin bite... which is now a huge bruise! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEW THING she has been doing for the past week or so... when she is eating... she likes to give you kisses... you know how babies kiss... mouth wide open! yep FOOD EVERYWHERE! lol she is so stinkin cute cause she does it where ever she can reach... which happens to be your pant leg most of the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-5517969968120320628?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/5517969968120320628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/12/hair-cut-bites.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/5517969968120320628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/5517969968120320628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/12/hair-cut-bites.html' title='Hair Cut bites'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-6747110388944931989</id><published>2011-12-08T16:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T16:23:07.061-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOL Worthy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From Tre&apos;s mouth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaylin Faith'/><title type='text'>EDNA!</title><content type='html'>Kaylin has renamed our cat - Bizkit... his new name... EDNA! She gets in his face and makes sure she can see his eyes - she will bend down to do this if need be... then she will say... EDNAHHH it's pretty funny to hear her yell at the cat like that and call him edna. So now Tre calls him edna. HAHAH too funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tre keeps talking about when he is big and can do the things me and mark do when he becomes an "adote" pronounced: uhhh d ohh t basically he is talking about when he is grown and becomes an adult. it cracks me up everytime he says it because who ever is around and listening looks at me like wth did he just say? lol you know ADOTE~ ;o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-6747110388944931989?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/6747110388944931989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/12/edna.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/6747110388944931989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/6747110388944931989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/12/edna.html' title='EDNA!'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-3468751273483923362</id><published>2011-11-15T14:06:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T14:57:15.281-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life changing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Get Your Christmas Out of My Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>here it is the week before thanksgiving and of course the stores are flooded with Christmas stuff - even the radio is ALREADY playing Christmas music. I like Christmas just as much as the next man but REALLY!? can we celebrate one holiday at a time? I pretty much say this every year. i can't believe they already have Christmas stuff out.... i believe one year it was right after Halloween... like thanksgiving wasn't even a real holiday or something!!&lt;br /&gt;Stop for a moment in all your gift buying, giving, drooling... and give thanks!&lt;br /&gt;Be thankful and acknowledge all the things that you take for granted every day. like breathing. be thankful for your family, the annoying husband, the whining child, the jerk boss, it's these things that we take for granted on a daily basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes... well read this THEN close your eyes and do it.&lt;br /&gt;think about the one thing that matters most to you in this world. whether it's a person, a thing, a pet, a photo, a trinket WHATEVER it is, it is the one thing in this world you feel like you wouldn't be the same if you didn't have. you love it, you cherish it, you want to have it forever! now... remember that NOTHING is forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we say all the time... if i didn't have "this" I'd die. Well... NO, No you wont die... you would be heart broken but ultimately, life goes on, the world does not stop because you don't have this thing in your life anymore. you will move on and you will get by... nothing is forever, nothing stays forever, nothing lives forever and a moment never happens forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point in all this is be thankful for your life at this very moment, don't live in the past, don't yearn for the future... NOW... this time right now is the only thing we have FOR SURE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful:&lt;br /&gt;that my mom has made a nice recovery and she is still around for a little while longer.&lt;br /&gt;that my dad is seeking the help he needs to stick around for a little longer.&lt;br /&gt;for my son - who showed me what true love really felt like and made me a mother&lt;br /&gt;for my daughter - who showed me that my heart is a expandable&lt;br /&gt;for my husband - who has been my best friend and significant other for over half my lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;for the house we have made a home&lt;br /&gt;for my in laws who treat me like one of their own. they are ALWAYS there for us when we need a little help - lord knows where we would be without them.&lt;br /&gt;for my boss who gave me a job and treats me pretty damn well&lt;br /&gt;for my daycare who treat my children like family instead of just daycare kids&lt;br /&gt;for my sister who stayed with my mom at the hospital like she was her biological mother&lt;br /&gt;for my brother who is in high school now and i pray for his decision making skills daily!&lt;br /&gt;for my older sister (my dads side) because she has become a great mentor and friend and really does give me a wonderful example of genuine good person&lt;br /&gt;for my camera, given to me as a bonus from my boss and is helping me bring a pinch more bacon to the table&lt;br /&gt;for the people who have asked me to snap their photos&lt;br /&gt;for the people who come to this office seeking divorce i think these people make me MORE thankful for my "situation" than anything because it is a constant reminder that... things are good for me... i have a "charmed" life and i should not take anything i have for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with the passing of an old friends son and the close call with my mother... i think i have learned real quick to hug a little longer, hold on a little tighter and love a little harder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-3468751273483923362?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/3468751273483923362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/11/get-your-christmas-out-of-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/3468751273483923362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/3468751273483923362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/11/get-your-christmas-out-of-my.html' title='Get Your Christmas Out of My Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-8127469127438552628</id><published>2011-10-20T10:54:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T14:08:58.980-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life changing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Being a mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaylin Faith'/><title type='text'>Baby Steps</title><content type='html'>So last night while i was at the hospital with my mother my child decides she is going to walk across the living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Explanation of mom being in the hospital.... SCARIEST THING EVER!&lt;br /&gt;Friday no one had talked to her all day - we all thought she was in deep with getting ready for a craft show the next day but what really happened in she was SICK... deathly sick and didnt even know it. She had pneumonia and never even had the first symptom. it turned into a blood infection called Sepsis that goes and attacks all the organs in the body, one by one until it's shut down and dead. My mother was so close to dying Friday evening!! Her blood sugar was 16 and her blood pressure was 63/34 on top of that her oxygen levels were low and she had no clue who we were. She could talk tho and she kept asking why people were yelling at her and anytime they would move her she'd say... WAIT A MINUTE...&lt;br /&gt;on the way to the hospital the EMT gives her a glucose shot and she comes out of it but almost as quick as she came out of it... she went back into it.&lt;br /&gt;So we get her to the ER and they are drawing blood and doing EKG's and xrays and all kinds of stuff, that's when we find out she has pneumonia but we still dont understand what is going on and why she is like this.&lt;br /&gt;Within a few hours they put her on a ventilator and strap her arms down to the bed... i am REALLY freaked out and worried and confused and emotionally drained already from marks grandma just passing away earlier that week.&lt;br /&gt;she was moved to ICU and i stayed the night with her... that was the most awful experience just being there and watching her breath, knowing it wasn't HER breathing... the words LIFE SUPPORT is just a terrible thing to hear especially when a loved one is on it.&lt;br /&gt;So i got about 3 maybe 4 broken hours of sleep in an uncomfortable chair - went home Saturday since they said they were going to keep her sedated and on the vent to rest for the day and see about getting her off the vent Sunday. Sunday being Kaylins first birthday party!&lt;br /&gt;Kays party came and at the same time it was time to get mom of the vent. she fought the nurses when they took it out she was ready to go home and they had to sedate her again to calm her down. after kays party i went up to see her and she was talking... she asked what happen and i told her she had pneumonia, i figured i'd keep the details limited until she was in her right frame of mind. she made a face and i told her to relax as i rubbed her forehead and hair. She said she wanted to go home and i told her she was really sick and had to stay and she made the saddest face! it was pretty much heart breaking leaving her that night but i just couldn't sleep in that chair from hell again and then sit in it all day again. so i went home and got some sleep, woke up, took the kids to school and went back up to sit with her. She was already doing much better, talking and more coherent than before but her motor skills weren't back to normal. i stayed all day Monday and took care of her. Tuesday she was even more back to normal and by Wednesday, even after having the cath/heart test thing done to see how much damage was done to her heart she was EVEN MORE BACK TO NORMAL.&lt;br /&gt;She is going home today, leaving the hospital with merely some fluid on the lung and a cough... but just a few days ago was so close to death she was gray and almost unresponsive. Just goes to show how much things can change from one moment to the next and how much we take for granted the people we love, that they will always be around or because they are still young that they will be around for longer than we think.&lt;br /&gt;My mother is my best friend and the thought of loosing her was so emotional for me that i could never even fathom the thought... well Friday evening FORCED me to stop and think about it, that was too close for comfort. Sunday night i finally felt like i could cry and think about the "what ifs". Any emergency situation that i am in i am FINE emotionally until it's "over" and i start thinking about WHAT IF this happened or that happened... then i become emotionally overwhelmed and loose it. I felt like i could do that Sunday when i told mom it was good to see her awake and she told me to shut up... that's my mom!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaylins birthday party went great... she did awesome even if she did have an early nap!&lt;br /&gt;when it was time for cupcake, we couldn't even sing happy birthday for the quickness she laid upon that thing. lol she grabbed it from the bottom and squished all the cupcake out and then proceeded to eat the paper! HAHA we took the paper from her and she started eating the cupcake... and she at it ALL - every single bit of it without hardly any mess on her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did the door measure thing like i do every 6 months for Tre and found that tre was one whole inch taller than kaylin is right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-8127469127438552628?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/8127469127438552628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/10/baby-steps.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/8127469127438552628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/8127469127438552628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/10/baby-steps.html' title='Baby Steps'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-5827903748067801395</id><published>2011-09-22T09:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T10:06:09.840-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tre growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOL Worthy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From Tre&apos;s mouth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Being a mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kid being bad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaylin Faith'/><title type='text'>Busy Bee</title><content type='html'>So with this new adventure in photography i have been super busy and with less free time on my hands i find it hard to update my bloggy blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couple of weeks again Kay started saying "uhh ohh" which sounds more like uhhh ooo it's so stinkin cute yet i know what is in store - a bunch of throwing things down and saying uhh ooo so i can retrieve and give back... i hate that game, i mean seriously am i a dog or something. lol im sure she will get a kick out of it and i know she has been playing this game with her daycare fav Ms Connie. She has been eating for the past month or so big people food for breakfast and lunch - AND eating like a big person too! lol she is an eater, just like Tre use to be, she will eat the house down. At some point tre turned picky but more than that the reason he doesnt eat well is because he doesn't sit down and take the TIME to eat. just like peeing his pants, if he is playing he doesn't want to take the time to stop and go pee so he will hold it until he can't hold it anymore, sometimes he makes it to the potty on time to erupt like a volcano and sometimes he has wet pants. UGHHH it's so annoying because i KNOW he knows when he needs to go. he holds it!! i KNOW this, HE knows this and HE KNOWS I KNOW THIS!! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my goal for this year is to get my kid out of my bed. and to get him to stop relying on diapers/pull ups at night and go to the damn bathroom!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was arguing with me this morning about what clothes he doesn't want to wear etc. and i told him cooperate with me and i will cooperate with you it's a compromise. he walked away and yelled from the other bedroom... YOU CAH-LOP-AH-LATE WITH ME!!! im not your friend anymore! LOL i of course told him - i wasn't put here to be your friend i was put here to be your mom and keep talking to me like that and imma bust you up! LOL i love our little morning spats. if it's not trying to get him up, it's something about the clothes i have picked out. i mean COME ON it's preschool not a fashion show- the real problem is it's getting colder out and i want him to wear long sleeves, he feels like the sleeves should be well above his wrist, while i of course feel opposite in that regard. shaking my head!! these kids will be the death of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially since kay has learned the steps. a couple of months ago she realized how fun the steps were but fell off the first step and bumped her head so it took her a little longer to actually try again. well... she is on a ROLL now. loves em. can't get down them. but loves them. she gets to the stop and sits there like - YAY look what i did. then cries to get down or GOD FORBID tries to go forward down them. mini heart attack!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kays bday is coming up in about 3 weeks, i can't believe she is already getting ready to be a flippin year old!! this year has freakin FLOWN by, im like in disbelief - denial!! like if i dont plan for the party it wont come. hahaha now im rushing around trying to get things done for it. ISUCK! it's a cupcake theme - was going to do princess but im sure i will have my fair share of those to come. Cupcake is fitting cause the girl likes to EAT, and she is my little Kaylin (Kay)kes&lt;br /&gt;your my cuppycake gum drop schookums whookums your, the apple of my eye! :o)&lt;br /&gt;anyway i gotta go there is work to be done.&lt;br /&gt;sorry for my spacey rambling and bad grammar but that's how i roll yo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-5827903748067801395?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/5827903748067801395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/09/busy-bee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/5827903748067801395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/5827903748067801395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/09/busy-bee.html' title='Busy Bee'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-6673462516024458315</id><published>2011-09-06T09:53:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T10:07:29.712-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playing Photographer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just ME'/><title type='text'>In Case you didnt know:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ALArms Photography now has a blog:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\/CLICK HERE \/&lt;a href="http://alarmsphotography.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 151px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649244655171938914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vVRYZ7Okocs/TmYmFTjMKmI/AAAAAAAAAqU/2SdLGUkJaJs/s400/ALArms%2BLOGO.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-6673462516024458315?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/6673462516024458315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/09/in-case-you-didnt-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/6673462516024458315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/6673462516024458315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/09/in-case-you-didnt-know.html' title='In Case you didnt know:'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vVRYZ7Okocs/TmYmFTjMKmI/AAAAAAAAAqU/2SdLGUkJaJs/s72-c/ALArms%2BLOGO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-2446761803644803591</id><published>2011-08-16T11:11:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T11:37:08.673-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tre Pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playing Photographer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaylin Pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaylin Faith'/><title type='text'>Kid Pics updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EqZp1haD-B4/TkqJE-6R8KI/AAAAAAAAAnA/rkj3oS6-_JE/s1600/DSC_0146edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 265px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641472201934893218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EqZp1haD-B4/TkqJE-6R8KI/AAAAAAAAAnA/rkj3oS6-_JE/s400/DSC_0146edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5brGOLZwv98/TkqJExyFXJI/AAAAAAAAAm4/cIjio1f0yXs/s1600/DSC_0133edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 265px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641472198410853522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5brGOLZwv98/TkqJExyFXJI/AAAAAAAAAm4/cIjio1f0yXs/s400/DSC_0133edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u7CPqxw5ceA/TkqJEhV41mI/AAAAAAAAAmw/6lwxSNYkOD8/s1600/DSC_0115edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 265px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641472193997624930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u7CPqxw5ceA/TkqJEhV41mI/AAAAAAAAAmw/6lwxSNYkOD8/s400/DSC_0115edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G5n9PWf9L3o/TkqJDsLBWQI/AAAAAAAAAmo/CO7dbpRpp4o/s1600/DSC_0084edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 265px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641472179724966146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G5n9PWf9L3o/TkqJDsLBWQI/AAAAAAAAAmo/CO7dbpRpp4o/s400/DSC_0084edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-seWUikKFv_I/TkqJDU9hbdI/AAAAAAAAAmg/IZiXzFqrRYg/s1600/285185_10150338635352813_661102812_9578882_5634142_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641472173494332882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-seWUikKFv_I/TkqJDU9hbdI/AAAAAAAAAmg/IZiXzFqrRYg/s400/285185_10150338635352813_661102812_9578882_5634142_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it has been a crazy long time between updates here... my apologies. i have been super busy with the new photography business and of course the (now) 10 month old that is crawling around begging for everyone within a 30 foot range to give her attention. She has been crawling for a while now, getting around great. She crawls with EXUBERANCE now her hands and knees slapping so hard on the hardwood floor, she definitely turns heads! ha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;she waves hi and bye bye and if it's late and she is getting sleepy and wants to go to bed... if you tell her it's BED TIME and are you ready to go NITE NITE she stops what she is doing and sticks her little hand in the air and waves like... "yep, im ready for bed, bye bye"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the best thing about her right now is picking her up from daycare. when i peek in and she sees me she gets so excited!! if she is sitting she will take all four extremities and move them rapidly up and down like she is saying omg omg mom is here of course she gives me that big ol' baby girl smile that i crave and will crawl over to the door and if someone doesn't get her and give her to me... she starts getting attitude!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;speaking of attitude... i was holding her last night trying to get her to be quiet so i could process some photos i had taken in a few sessions this past weekend. she would start getting tiffy so i would give her the paci, she would then be fine. so every now and then she would take it out of her mouth and start huffin and puffin so i would put it back in. LMAO last night she was sitting there whining so i put her paci in her mouth and she took it out and threw it on the ground.. i looked at her like she was CRAZY and picked it up and put it right back in her mouth and the little shitass did it again, like, i dont want it! lol so i smacked her hand and told her NO and she turned her head to stare me down! with her little crinkled eyebrows... those SASSY BROWS are gonna get her in trouble! lol i KNOW when your giving me attitude lil girl! ha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i got a new camera!! DSLR NIKON D7000 with a 18-105mm lens... i HEART it!~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;all of the photos above were taken with my 3rd child. i am so excited to shoot with that thing... its so awesome. i love the images that it produces... ahhh im in heaven... where did this expensive camera come from, you may ask... and my answer is... my boss! YES... from my WORK, my boss purchased me a camera to do what i love most... isn't he awesome!!?!? oh my gosh i could have cried when he gave it to me... i was like a child on Christmas morning ready to open the box and play! i have been snapping off shots of everything in my path since! LOVE IT! i am learning how to shoot in manual mode so MOST of the time it's in aperture priority but when i get a person that will sit still in front of me.. it's ON!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;till next time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-2446761803644803591?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/2446761803644803591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/08/kid-pics-updates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/2446761803644803591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/2446761803644803591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/08/kid-pics-updates.html' title='Kid Pics updates'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EqZp1haD-B4/TkqJE-6R8KI/AAAAAAAAAnA/rkj3oS6-_JE/s72-c/DSC_0146edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-4910052548332984211</id><published>2011-07-19T16:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T16:46:53.488-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i heart faces challenges'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tre Pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playing Photographer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I heart Faces'/><title type='text'>Prop Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/iheartfaces.com"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631167416952049794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Ajw41jj_Hg/TiXs7jYuUII/AAAAAAAAAmI/lZC20nyqFfA/s400/I-Heart-Faces-button.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--fnUeWLq460/TiXs7fNb0lI/AAAAAAAAAmA/rK6pNrRwUGQ/s1600/tree.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 321px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631167415830958674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--fnUeWLq460/TiXs7fNb0lI/AAAAAAAAAmA/rK6pNrRwUGQ/s400/tree.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-4910052548332984211?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/4910052548332984211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/07/prop-challenge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/4910052548332984211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/4910052548332984211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/07/prop-challenge.html' title='Prop Challenge'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Ajw41jj_Hg/TiXs7jYuUII/AAAAAAAAAmI/lZC20nyqFfA/s72-c/I-Heart-Faces-button.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-1012846142464610586</id><published>2011-07-05T15:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T15:37:33.688-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playing Photographer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaylin Pics'/><title type='text'>Spare no expense</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kYpEww0seJM/ThNn4zZ6LcI/AAAAAAAAAlo/SZnUUj9h0KY/s1600/sparenoexpense.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 259px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625954585085095362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kYpEww0seJM/ThNn4zZ6LcI/AAAAAAAAAlo/SZnUUj9h0KY/s400/sparenoexpense.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-1012846142464610586?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/1012846142464610586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/07/spare-no-expense.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/1012846142464610586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/1012846142464610586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/07/spare-no-expense.html' title='Spare no expense'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kYpEww0seJM/ThNn4zZ6LcI/AAAAAAAAAlo/SZnUUj9h0KY/s72-c/sparenoexpense.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-8178120882364040767</id><published>2011-07-05T09:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T10:22:01.061-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From Tre&apos;s mouth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Being a mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaylin Faith'/><title type='text'>Independence Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;Happy fourth of July!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;I guess my little one took that as her cue to start her own independence and started CRAWLING over the weekend. AAAAAND she popped thru 2 teeth! REALLY?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;give an adult a long holiday weekend and we will show you how many cookouts we can attend, how many beers we can throw back (him! not me) and how long a house can go uncleaned before someone finally breaks down and cleans up the filth! (that has still yet to be accomplished) haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;give a baby a long weekend and she will make 2 teeth and learn to crawl and immediately move on to the next thing... she is now pulling up on her knees. she hasn't gotten the hang of getting to her feet but i just KNOW it's coming soon! jeez!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;she did take longer than tre to learn how to crawl but man... she is moving on to the next step faster than he did. SLOW DOWN baby girl! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;My little man enjoyed his 4th events as well... we had a cookout/party/fireworks show everyday of this long weekend. but we first started it with a visit to a new baby. My Godchild was born June 29, 2011 at 5pm 7lbs and 19.5 inches long. SO PRECIOUS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;So we are over their house holding and oo awwing over this new little baby and the older kids are running around like little crazies... i pop in on tre touching something he shouldn't and i guess since i surprised him he felt he needed to convey is interest in the item he was touching with a wonderful... "WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?" as i start to give him an answer, i realize the AGE of the little one who just asked me what the hell is this and said... WAIT, WHATD YOU SAY!? he said... OOOhhhp SAWRY as he covered his mouth and walked away from me. LOL wow... he is his mothers child. i have really got a problem with having a potty mouth and even in that sentence i wanted to say shitty! i wonder how he talks with his friends when im not around - sigh.. but let me tell you he has never gotten in trouble at school for cussing and those little demon spawns spout off some SHIT, let me tell ya. one kid has told the teacher to shut up you fat bitch! LMAO... FOR SERIOUS!?! YES totally SERIOUS! so maybe it's a good thing i dont try to shelter my kid from language such as these because then he for sure would be curious about it and try telling me to shut up - then it'd be ON LIKE DONKEY KONG!! i kind of have learned in the past couple of years that i am not my child's ONLY influence, if i was, then i could shelter him from things i dont want him to know about or learn. but i am not... but what i AM is one of his most IMPORTANT influencers so i just gotta teach him how to make the proper choices and decisions in regards to the NON-SENSE i don't want him knowing about! LOL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;welp - must get motivated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-8178120882364040767?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/8178120882364040767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/07/independence-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/8178120882364040767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/8178120882364040767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/07/independence-day.html' title='Independence Day'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-3138148013779907985</id><published>2011-06-24T15:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T15:29:41.902-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playing Photographer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edit Me Challenge'/><title type='text'>Edit Me - Week 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KmXZK1KLqD0/TgTkOAYvNeI/AAAAAAAAAlg/gG5YhJbZHnM/s1600/5830729383_3d4fa62b29_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621869164138280418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KmXZK1KLqD0/TgTkOAYvNeI/AAAAAAAAAlg/gG5YhJbZHnM/s400/5830729383_3d4fa62b29_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my very first time participating so i hope i am doing everything correctly - i had to edit this in picnik since i am away from my home PC and dont have access to photoshop - i first boosted the color 40% or so, then cross prossessed at 30 % then i made it blakc and white and faded about 40 something % added a dark green vingette and focal soften - also cropped, played with the color temp, saturation and local contrast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myreflectionofsomething.net/search/label/Edit%20Me" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="My Reflection of Something" src="http://i1099.photobucket.com/albums/g400/bloggybranson/DSC_0006-3.jpg" width="150" height="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-3138148013779907985?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/3138148013779907985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/06/edit-me-week-6.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/3138148013779907985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/3138148013779907985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/06/edit-me-week-6.html' title='Edit Me - Week 6'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KmXZK1KLqD0/TgTkOAYvNeI/AAAAAAAAAlg/gG5YhJbZHnM/s72-c/5830729383_3d4fa62b29_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-4157774388715288713</id><published>2011-05-26T11:08:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T14:10:54.803-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tre growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soccer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaylin Faith'/><title type='text'>Updates Galore</title><content type='html'>So wow its been so long since i have done an update... jeez.. where to begin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UPDATE on Kaylin: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently 7.5 months old She is saying ma ma and da da and ba ba, she squeals with delight at her brother she lights up when he gets near her.. just about anyone will make her grin from ear to ear when she is playing by herself and someone walks near she lights up and if they keep walkin or ignore her she just starts crying so pitiful lol she is so SPOILED with attention - just ROTTEN! if she is trying to get your attention she does this really cute little wiggle... and then she will cock her head to the side, she is crazy!&lt;br /&gt;last night mark and i were outside and as usual mark was swinging his golf club and every time he would hit the grass pretty good and make that noise she would laugh... it was so stinkin CUTE! took video of it!&lt;br /&gt;yesterday as i was getting her ready for school i noticed she had a tick on her back so i freaked out and called mark and then called his mom to see what im suppose to do because i have only ever had to pull a tick out once before and that was from behind tre's ear - when he was like 2ish I WAS FREAKIN THEN TOO! so i go to pull it out and of course the head stays in... i can't remember if she started breaking out in this rash before or after i took the tick out but it started on her upper back and lower back like a heat rash by the time i got her to school it was on the front of her and more of her back and by the time nana picked her up from daycare to take her to the dr to get the head of the tick out it was from HEAD TO TOE! when i picked her up later that evening when i got off work she was dang near fine! didn't even look like there was a problem. KK said they had to numb her back and cut the head out :o( but they got it out and she is all better the rash is just about completely gone and they said it was just a coincidence that the rash happened at the same time and was just virual but started clearing up after the head was takin out. geeshh... idk!&lt;br /&gt;i can't remember the last update developmentally where kaylin was but she is sitting up perfectly on her own now she has such great posture, straight back! on her belly she raises up really high with her arms but she doesn't really get on to her knees she pretty much doesn't like being on her belly but if there is something she wants TRUST me she will find a way to get to it. she pivots and scoots around on her belly when she needs to get to something... which is EVERYTHING in her near grasp! lol she is so curious about EVERYTHING... lil turd! she is definitely going to have my hands full when she starts getting around on her own. im glad she is waiting for that! lol also she has ZERO teeth right now but i have been giving her baby mum mum lil rice snacks that taste like banana and for the first time, last night, she had those little Gerber puff things also banana flavored. it was pretty funny watching her try to grab them since she doesn't have her pincer grasp yet she would smack her hand down on the tray real hard then scoot it over until the puff was near her fingers then make a fist and hope it was in her hand! but she never brought to her mouth, the ONE THING that she is suppose to bring to her mouth actually went over the side of her little booster / highchair seat. LOL GO FIGURE! :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UPDATE on Tre:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soccer season is over finally - Rain was terrible this spring so we had plenty of rescheduled /make up games he did pretty good this year and we found that he did BETTER when it was just me and him rather than everyone and their momma going. i understand that the grandparents want to cheer him on but he seriously did SO MUCH BETTER when it was just me and him... not even dad there. he got 2 goals this year and actually got dirty playing! he did great and got a trophy and the y medal - on the last game, i asked him how many goals he was going to get and he said 4 lol was pretty cute he was up and ready to KICK THAT BALL!! that was about the most i have seen him be determined to get the ball in the goal... GO TRE!!! he was on fire that game... of course it was the last one, we did have a make up game but it was too cold to play so i ddint take him...shame on me, i know but i have a baby to think about too and mark wasn't going to be there.&lt;br /&gt;Tre had his first sleep over, Kaden spent the night the day of his birthday party which for the first time was SMALL and cozy. lol not alot of people there which was nice for a change. Kaden and Tre were awesome tho, i was nervous about kaden staying the night because i know how little 4 year old boys can be but Kaden, as rambunctious as he CAN be... was great. he listened when he was told to do something or told not to do something... i only heard "im not gonna be your friend anymore" maybe 3 times. they were super excited to watch ben10 and got CRAZY when it came on... but they were like A.D.D. because it was something new every 5 minutes... a new toy, a new game, a new movie.... then it was on to something else. Kaden was so sweet he gave me a few random hugs and i took that to mean he was having fun and was comfortable in my home, which made me happy because i could tell they were happy and having fun! then NIGHT TIME CAME.... i was worried that Kaden would want to go home or have issues sleeping or something but NOPE they both tuckered out watching ben10 on our fold out couch bed. sometime during the middle of the night Tre (in normal fashion) came up to our bed because that's where he thinks he belongs. we have tried so many times to get him out of our bed but nothing is working... idk what to do about it. SUGGESTIONS, TIPS, IDEAS etc would be great! thanks. bad thing is we have both babies in the same room so if tre is crying that he doesn't want to sleep in his bed while we are trying to MAKE him, he will wake up his sister. grrr!&lt;br /&gt;on tre's 4 year check up doctor visit he weighed 34.5 pounds and his weight and height was right in the 50% area... he is getting to be a big boy so tall and starting to use all these... words. lol its too cute when you are talking to him and he says "WHAT?" like an "i don't believe it, you gotta be kidding me" what... AND he says you gotta be kidding me too which is funny because he totally uses these phases in context. the other day i guess he had gas or something because he told me he has beetles in his belly lol mark tried to explain to him what he was feeling and he smiled real big like he was trying to process it and said "no way" lol&lt;br /&gt;Tre is well on his way to reading if you ask him what sound does *random letter* make, he will tell you and then tell you some words that start with that letter... "BUH BUH BUTTERFLY starts wis B mommy" yep son... your right... so smart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UPDATE on the Husband:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone at his work had to do some kind of check up so the company would match their health savings account - they dr told him his good cholesterol is too low and needs to be taking pills now or eating healthy and exercising... early heart disease possibility if he doesn't CHANGE something!! sighh... not good!! so we got to work on getting us healthy again... jeezzz we are getting OLD!&lt;br /&gt;to attempt in not having anymore children... EVER!! Mark got fixed. :o) yep... my man is now sterile. or at least we HOPE he is... i know a few years from now im gonna have baby fever again and want to have another one but our bank account is going to be like... NOOOO please dont do it! i guess if we ever win the lottery we can try to do a reversal and if that doesn't work we can adopt. :o) and NOT FROM AFRICA but right here... in the states (&amp;amp; maybe from Asia, i love little Asian babies). alright im not going to get all political but you know what i mean right... all these damn famous people with more money than they know what to do with go to Africa and see all these poor hungry pitiful looking kids and they want to take em home with them... that's great but YO... we got starving homeless and parentless kids in the states too right!?!? i digress!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UPDATE on me: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have recently started doing photography... yeah yeah i know, nothing NEW right... well i have recently started taking MONEY for my photography - not that i am charging a whole lot... i mean i probably wont even hit that -600 dollar maximum amount to get TAXED! haha but if you need photos... holla at ya girl!&lt;br /&gt;FACEBOOK.COM/ALARMSPHOTOGRAPHY is where my work is at... i also have a website, but it's... meh.... ok.&lt;br /&gt;wix.com/marknmanda143/alarms&lt;br /&gt;CHECK EM OUT - LIKE MY FACEBOOK PAGE, LEAVE LOVE!!&lt;br /&gt;mark is talking about me doing commercial photography for golf courses now too... i dont know much about it but im sure with marks help i can get some awesome stuff! :o)&lt;br /&gt;i am super stoked (stoked? i don't think i have ever used that word about my excitement in my life) about this endeavour... right now it's a side business, just something to make a little extra to help out with... LIFE and it's expenses... considering "marks updates" maybe i should use it to go to the GYM! lol i have been complaining about not having a gym membership since i had Kaylin but it got me no where and i was going to do it when we got our taxes but we paid off some bills and never got around to getting a membership because i was trying to be frugal and not spend all our money in 2 months! LOL but whatever... the choices we make are what got us where we are today so i dont think we are doing tooo awful terrible... :o) if only we had a little extra is what we have been saying since FOREVER... and every time we get a little extra - it gets cycled into the regular BILLS/LIFE like it didn't even happen. but anyway back to my original thought... since kaylin being born i have gained about 2o-25 pounds... YEP that's craziness.. i am suppose to gain weight when im pregnant not AFTER but no that's how i work because i can't friggin be pregnant without having diabetes SOOOO.... i can't eat the GOOD TASTIN BAD FOR YOU food when im pregnant. BLAH so IM FAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our family is getting ready to go on a FLORIDA trip!! my kaylins first time time Florida and to see the ocean! yay.. excited! gonna be fun... even though mark and i are fat. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-4157774388715288713?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/4157774388715288713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/05/updates-galore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/4157774388715288713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/4157774388715288713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/05/updates-galore.html' title='Updates Galore'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-5157953074013515420</id><published>2011-04-25T13:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T13:08:07.720-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tre Pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life changing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tre growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Being a mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Tre!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C5sZVer-Z7Q/TbWqPnqVsgI/AAAAAAAAAik/rbPYCP2UAYE/s1600/Picnik%2Bcollage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599568897026404866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C5sZVer-Z7Q/TbWqPnqVsgI/AAAAAAAAAik/rbPYCP2UAYE/s400/Picnik%2Bcollage1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-5157953074013515420?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/5157953074013515420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-birthday-tre.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/5157953074013515420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/5157953074013515420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-birthday-tre.html' title='Happy Birthday Tre!'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C5sZVer-Z7Q/TbWqPnqVsgI/AAAAAAAAAik/rbPYCP2UAYE/s72-c/Picnik%2Bcollage1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-9081876846811740504</id><published>2011-04-17T23:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T09:31:34.969-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i heart faces challenges'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playing Photographer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I heart Faces'/><title type='text'>I heart faces challenge - Wind</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.iheartfaces.com/2011/04/photo-challenge-wind/"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596915246811811362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w75KGmvUypI/Taw8w2QvjiI/AAAAAAAAAic/qbSMXRsK8tU/s400/I-Heart-Faces-button.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cZ5FqtxmzYY/TaupdMV7wDI/AAAAAAAAAiU/MbXhhE5g-ic/s1600/DSCN1361edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 350px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596753280932495410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cZ5FqtxmzYY/TaupdMV7wDI/AAAAAAAAAiU/MbXhhE5g-ic/s400/DSCN1361edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My husband and son flying a Kite from yesterday... i love capturing daddy/son time! They are like two peas in a pod!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-9081876846811740504?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/9081876846811740504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-heart-faces-challenge-wind.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/9081876846811740504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/9081876846811740504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-heart-faces-challenge-wind.html' title='I heart faces challenge - Wind'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w75KGmvUypI/Taw8w2QvjiI/AAAAAAAAAic/qbSMXRsK8tU/s72-c/I-Heart-Faces-button.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-3474064105827246192</id><published>2011-04-11T16:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T16:38:08.752-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i heart faces challenges'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me Pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playing Photographer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I heart Faces'/><title type='text'>I heart faces challenge - Shadows</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ex8H4z6UB4Y/TaNmoI_d1uI/AAAAAAAAAiM/jT723FRJ9nE/s1600/aa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 285px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594428001918768866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ex8H4z6UB4Y/TaNmoI_d1uI/AAAAAAAAAiM/jT723FRJ9nE/s400/aa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://networkedblogs.com/gupTK"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594425086721652834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Y57ips-A-g/TaNj-dCT-GI/AAAAAAAAAh8/ZDJTvZb1uy4/s400/I-Heart-Faces-button.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is an old picture i took of myself. but i like it and its the best shadows picture i have - i thought about retaking it but ITS RAINY and there is NO SUN! :o( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-3474064105827246192?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/3474064105827246192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-heart-faces-challenge-shadows.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/3474064105827246192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/3474064105827246192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-heart-faces-challenge-shadows.html' title='I heart faces challenge - Shadows'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ex8H4z6UB4Y/TaNmoI_d1uI/AAAAAAAAAiM/jT723FRJ9nE/s72-c/aa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-3581331307807543912</id><published>2011-04-04T09:44:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T09:57:12.806-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i heart faces challenges'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tre Pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playing Photographer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I heart Faces'/><title type='text'>i heart faces challenge - Best March Face</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://networkedblogs.com/gcmBa"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591725989703914338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-owKfge29PgY/TZnNKVGfE2I/AAAAAAAAAh0/4E2ePPNllNw/s400/I-Heart-Faces-button.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DC9ZhNWnQxA/TZnLccnf6rI/AAAAAAAAAhk/k_gsdGOU5ek/s1600/tre.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591724101935819442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DC9ZhNWnQxA/TZnLccnf6rI/AAAAAAAAAhk/k_gsdGOU5ek/s400/tre.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is the best face from March because 1. it's my son, 2. he NEVER lets me take his picture. TWICE this month he actually let me take his photos without absolute protest... oh my goodness, my hearts all a FLUTTER because i think that maybe, JUST MAYBE!!!; we might be out of the "I DONT WANT MY PICTURE TAKEN" i think since his baby sister was born and i have been ok with not taking his picture because if he doesn't cooperate, well there is always sister! HA! so maybe he is willing to be my little model again! either way i LOVE this picture and so glad i was able to capture it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-3581331307807543912?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/3581331307807543912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-heart-faces-challenge-best-march-face.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/3581331307807543912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/3581331307807543912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-heart-faces-challenge-best-march-face.html' title='i heart faces challenge - Best March Face'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-owKfge29PgY/TZnNKVGfE2I/AAAAAAAAAh0/4E2ePPNllNw/s72-c/I-Heart-Faces-button.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-8458025147809738175</id><published>2011-03-17T15:59:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T16:31:52.136-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaylin Pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaylin Faith'/><title type='text'>First Food n First Golf Outing</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585141317266826354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BQ5DGqtWugQ/TYJob8wL5HI/AAAAAAAAAhU/-3INjnoWQKc/s400/eating.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;03-15-2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby girl has been eating rice now for a WHILE... i started her the same time i started Tre which was around 13 weeks or so... Tre went for the spoon immediately, Kaylin on the other hand waited it out for a lil bit... from 13 weeks until 21 weeks she was just eating her rice in her bottle before bed time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday she had her first taste of real food... CARROTS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;she loved em.. kept leaning forward when i would go to scoop more on the spoon like she was being impatient. lol SO CUTE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my baby girl is getting so big, she rolls over from her belly to back really EASY and from her back to belly fairly well... she gets on her belly and raises both her arms and legs like she is flying, getting STRONG! she can just about sit up on her own, she needs VERY LITTLE support. she has been doing breathing treatments 2 times a day for a while which have been doing her a LOT of good! but now she has a head cold her poor little eyes were so red and watery last night; plus she had snot running like crazy! poor thing! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;on the Tre update:&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585147966110674066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q_v8cGkkxQg/TYJue9oFrJI/AAAAAAAAAhc/V7yzJ0MaEx0/s400/golfer.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he has been doing good - he was on a super long "GREEN" light run at school, meaning his behaviour has been great but just this week, MONDAY he got an attitude with his teacher and threw a chair... REALLY? honestly i think he didn't feel good or was tired but i can't even try to validate that one. lol im like when i get MAd... do i throw chairs? he said no i said ok so what does that tell you? he said.... i don't know. LOL NICE! I DONT KNOW being his favorite response for everything! especially when he is being disciplined. ughh isn't that a TEENAGER move? lol jeez!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;he has soccer orientation this Saturday and his first game the following Saturday so SOCCER is back in season, even tho we said we weren't going to let him play a sport until he asked... we held him back so he would be playing in the same age group as last year hoping that this will get his confidence up a little... WE'LL SEE!! hope i didn't waste another 67 bucks! ha :o) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;he has taken an interest in golf... I'm sure because he knows that's the sport he can play and practice with dad but he even went out on the golf course with mark and played for the first time and Mark said he actually did pretty well... as far as behaving goes!! yay for that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-8458025147809738175?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/8458025147809738175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/03/first-food-n-first-golf-outing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/8458025147809738175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/8458025147809738175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/03/first-food-n-first-golf-outing.html' title='First Food n First Golf Outing'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BQ5DGqtWugQ/TYJob8wL5HI/AAAAAAAAAhU/-3INjnoWQKc/s72-c/eating.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-763070759755281932</id><published>2011-03-15T10:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T10:33:17.461-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sweet Shot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaylin Pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaylin Faith'/><title type='text'>Sweet Shot - My baby girls beautiful smile!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo4dO3jzWQY/TX94gyEz3LI/AAAAAAAAAhM/C74BjYIyxBc/s1600/183449_10150153981832813_661102812_8117742_7067439_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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Face'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qP201XQfHc0/TXWZGVbBxoI/AAAAAAAAAgc/Lpc27psubo8/s72-c/Victoria%2B8%2Bmonths%2B0021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-149874164867061567</id><published>2011-03-04T10:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T10:49:52.202-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playing Photographer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I heart Faces'/><title type='text'>Fix it Friday - 89</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K12Z3sTVB8s/TXEJ_7ON8GI/AAAAAAAAAgU/3cseUrFDSbk/s1600/5495979334_4d229d9947_b1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 301px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579157186009240674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zn5xRTZmNXY/TW0l5qomFGI/AAAAAAAAAgE/9vxesWK8NUU/s400/156674_10150102607407813_661102812_7387965_4009270_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iheartfaces.com/" mce_href="http://www.iheartfaces.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.iheartfaces.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/05/I_Heart_Faces_noborder_125x100.jpg" mce_src="http://www.iheartfaces.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/05/I_Heart_Faces_noborder_125x100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-5017119633058463168?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/5017119633058463168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-heart-faces-challenge-no-faces_01.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/5017119633058463168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/5017119633058463168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-heart-faces-challenge-no-faces_01.html' title='I heart faces challenge - NO FACES'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zn5xRTZmNXY/TW0l5qomFGI/AAAAAAAAAgE/9vxesWK8NUU/s72-c/156674_10150102607407813_661102812_7387965_4009270_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-3314305784656277982</id><published>2011-02-27T15:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T15:57:58.406-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tre Pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me Pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playing Photographer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaylin Pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaylin Faith'/><title type='text'>I heart PICNIK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HS_qSZzrBPo/TWq6cHOnL-I/AAAAAAAAAf0/aXXXbZ5jRGE/s1600/DSCN0566edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 306px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578476080591220706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HS_qSZzrBPo/TWq6cHOnL-I/AAAAAAAAAf0/aXXXbZ5jRGE/s400/DSCN0566edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TGKsb_ZFKPk/TWq6b-tVW0I/AAAAAAAAAfs/bIboBU4rDSo/s1600/February%2B2011%2B-%2BKaylin%2B4%2Bmonths%2B0234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578476078304156482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TGKsb_ZFKPk/TWq6b-tVW0I/AAAAAAAAAfs/bIboBU4rDSo/s400/February%2B2011%2B-%2BKaylin%2B4%2Bmonths%2B0234.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--nQ42DV8EiA/TWq6brmzECI/AAAAAAAAAfk/o4r5efE2n1s/s1600/eyeloveyou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 394px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578476073176469538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--nQ42DV8EiA/TWq6brmzECI/AAAAAAAAAfk/o4r5efE2n1s/s400/eyeloveyou.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YIqsR3fgdk4/TWq6bhFa4BI/AAAAAAAAAfc/VvTa4delNm8/s1600/DSCN0550edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578476070352117778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YIqsR3fgdk4/TWq6bhFa4BI/AAAAAAAAAfc/VvTa4delNm8/s400/DSCN0550edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-3314305784656277982?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/3314305784656277982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-heart-picnik.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/3314305784656277982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/3314305784656277982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-heart-picnik.html' title='I heart PICNIK'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HS_qSZzrBPo/TWq6cHOnL-I/AAAAAAAAAf0/aXXXbZ5jRGE/s72-c/DSCN0566edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-2113364040798339823</id><published>2011-02-25T10:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T10:43:16.302-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i heart faces challenges'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I heart Faces'/><title type='text'>Fix #88</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lmLhYzE2aN0/TWfNQWB_dKI/AAAAAAAAAfU/kMptfzdTCIc/s1600/FacesFixIt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 353px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 147px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577652344197182626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lmLhYzE2aN0/TWfNQWB_dKI/AAAAAAAAAfU/kMptfzdTCIc/s400/FacesFixIt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; BEFORE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aaEzqPnjnH8/TWfNQXjuj5I/AAAAAAAAAfM/HUqpTbDcZQk/s1600/5475375554_3b078a584b_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577652344607117202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aaEzqPnjnH8/TWfNQXjuj5I/AAAAAAAAAfM/HUqpTbDcZQk/s400/5475375554_3b078a584b_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After #1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QuI7amu8H9M/TWfNQO_ATAI/AAAAAAAAAfE/oBaXFmF-btA/s1600/5475375554_3b078a584b_b1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577652342305606658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QuI7amu8H9M/TWfNQO_ATAI/AAAAAAAAAfE/oBaXFmF-btA/s400/5475375554_3b078a584b_b1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After #2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LAWPJsfPNys/TWfNP9hFKVI/AAAAAAAAAe8/YGjQr95bI4Q/s1600/5475375554_3b078a584b_b2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577652337616693586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LAWPJsfPNys/TWfNP9hFKVI/AAAAAAAAAe8/YGjQr95bI4Q/s400/5475375554_3b078a584b_b2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-2113364040798339823?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/2113364040798339823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/02/fix-88.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/2113364040798339823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/2113364040798339823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/02/fix-88.html' title='Fix #88'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lmLhYzE2aN0/TWfNQWB_dKI/AAAAAAAAAfU/kMptfzdTCIc/s72-c/FacesFixIt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-8112182594808449038</id><published>2011-02-23T21:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T09:56:24.634-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaylin thinks her Tre is too funny!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://c.gigcount.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI5ODUxNjMwMjQ4MCZwdD*xMjk4NTE2MzQ4NDE3JnA9Mzg2MzYxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmbz1jNGQwZWRmNTViMDI*/NmI1YWM4N2VkN2E5MWRiZDVhNyZvZj*w.gif" /&gt;&lt;embed width="360" height="200" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullscreen="true" allowNetworking="all" wmode="transparent" src="http://static.photobucket.com/player.swf" flashvars="file=http%3A%2F%2Fvid115.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fn300%2Fmarknmanda143%2FDSCN0541.mp4"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-8112182594808449038?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/8112182594808449038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/8112182594808449038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/8112182594808449038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post.html' title='Kaylin thinks her Tre is too funny!'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-1976551093845616220</id><published>2011-02-22T13:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T13:27:23.211-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i heart faces challenges'/><title type='text'>Falling in Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;for this challenge we are suppose to take a picture with our cell phone. This was taken while AT A STOP SIGN... but i just looked in my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;rear view&lt;/span&gt; mirror and seen my oldest playing with my youngest and it was so sweet... i love when i "CATCH" him &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;falling&lt;/span&gt; a little bit more in love with her... it's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; sweet and makes my heart sing and i pretty much melt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Terrible picture taker that my phone is... but i love this regardless!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yR3llSVrUzo/TWP_EY9Q02I/AAAAAAAAAe0/SR8e--gud8Q/s1600/370406949637_0_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576581214498771810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yR3llSVrUzo/TWP_EY9Q02I/AAAAAAAAAe0/SR8e--gud8Q/s400/370406949637_0_0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iheartfaces.com/" mce_href="http://www.iheartfaces.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.iheartfaces.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/05/I_Heart_Faces_noborder_125x100.jpg" mce_src="http://www.iheartfaces.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/05/I_Heart_Faces_noborder_125x100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iheartfaces.com/" mce_href="http://www.iheartfaces.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.iheartfaces.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/05/I_Heart_Faces_Photography_125.jpg" mce_src="http://www.iheartfaces.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/05/I_Heart_Faces_Photography_125.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-1976551093845616220?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/1976551093845616220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/02/falling-in-love.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/1976551093845616220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/1976551093845616220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/02/falling-in-love.html' title='Falling in Love'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yR3llSVrUzo/TWP_EY9Q02I/AAAAAAAAAe0/SR8e--gud8Q/s72-c/370406949637_0_0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-2153615883113948944</id><published>2011-02-18T09:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T09:48:11.875-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playing Photographer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I heart Faces'/><title type='text'>#87 Fix it Friday - my edit, not my photo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_vzNgvDUiM0/TV6GWieotmI/AAAAAAAAAes/SshbC_RzX80/s1600/FacesFixIt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 353px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 147px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575041110501799522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_vzNgvDUiM0/TV6GWieotmI/AAAAAAAAAes/SshbC_RzX80/s400/FacesFixIt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt; Before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5hVDmBDoX_8/TV6GWIIhrpI/AAAAAAAAAek/Fx2V7T9EUnE/s1600/5455233650_8d8c9c7879_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575041103429742226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5hVDmBDoX_8/TV6GWIIhrpI/AAAAAAAAAek/Fx2V7T9EUnE/s400/5455233650_8d8c9c7879_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt; After&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LZN9u_g_6SA/TV6GV0_9hQI/AAAAAAAAAec/kNQKNmdExws/s1600/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575041098293544194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LZN9u_g_6SA/TV6GV0_9hQI/AAAAAAAAAec/kNQKNmdExws/s400/11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-2153615883113948944?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/2153615883113948944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/02/87-fix-it-friday-my-edit-not-my-photo.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/2153615883113948944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/2153615883113948944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/02/87-fix-it-friday-my-edit-not-my-photo.html' title='#87 Fix it Friday - my edit, not my photo'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_vzNgvDUiM0/TV6GWieotmI/AAAAAAAAAes/SshbC_RzX80/s72-c/FacesFixIt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-2636346256180843751</id><published>2011-02-14T09:21:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T09:25:26.851-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i heart faces challenges'/><title type='text'>I heart faces challenge - RED</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wKO69YHYBgQ/TVk6i2w9Q8I/AAAAAAAAAeU/UHGkW4aZM4c/s1600/February%2B2011%2B-%2BKaylin%2B4%2Bmonths%2B008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573550384338518978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wKO69YHYBgQ/TVk6i2w9Q8I/AAAAAAAAAeU/UHGkW4aZM4c/s400/February%2B2011%2B-%2BKaylin%2B4%2Bmonths%2B008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; join the fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/20src=" mce_href="http://www.iheartfaces.com" 20href=" 20mce_src="&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.iheartfaces.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/05/I_Heart_Faces_Photography_125.jpg" mce_src="http://www.iheartfaces.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/05/I_Heart_Faces_Photography_125.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-2636346256180843751?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/2636346256180843751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-heart-faces-challenge-red.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/2636346256180843751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/2636346256180843751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-heart-faces-challenge-red.html' title='I heart faces challenge - RED'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wKO69YHYBgQ/TVk6i2w9Q8I/AAAAAAAAAeU/UHGkW4aZM4c/s72-c/February%2B2011%2B-%2BKaylin%2B4%2Bmonths%2B008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-153754666668177988</id><published>2011-02-11T10:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T10:40:07.765-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I heart Faces'/><title type='text'>Fix it Friday #86 - not my photo, my edit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GAOa7Mz33UI/TVVYBDUbhBI/AAAAAAAAAeM/UKld1znPem8/s1600/FacesFixIt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 353px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 147px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572456889034966034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GAOa7Mz33UI/TVVYBDUbhBI/AAAAAAAAAeM/UKld1znPem8/s400/FacesFixIt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZuqbiqBBzvo/TVVYA2ROnWI/AAAAAAAAAeE/8mVFLAFgD8s/s1600/5435491128_350f06d8df_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572456885531876706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZuqbiqBBzvo/TVVYA2ROnWI/AAAAAAAAAeE/8mVFLAFgD8s/s400/5435491128_350f06d8df_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bold Color edit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OJImb8PKe3Y/TVVYA5Yj-QI/AAAAAAAAAd8/RIWyopiKl6c/s1600/color.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 365px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572456886367942914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OJImb8PKe3Y/TVVYA5Yj-QI/AAAAAAAAAd8/RIWyopiKl6c/s400/color.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun color edit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wrxBcEnvGTM/TVVYAuXYNJI/AAAAAAAAAd0/2vfnCaXUrDU/s1600/color2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 325px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572456883410187410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wrxBcEnvGTM/TVVYAuXYNJI/AAAAAAAAAd0/2vfnCaXUrDU/s400/color2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-153754666668177988?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/153754666668177988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/02/fix-it-friday-86-not-my-photo-my-edit.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/153754666668177988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/153754666668177988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/02/fix-it-friday-86-not-my-photo-my-edit.html' title='Fix it Friday #86 - not my photo, my edit'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GAOa7Mz33UI/TVVYBDUbhBI/AAAAAAAAAeM/UKld1znPem8/s72-c/FacesFixIt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-3714260458700932473</id><published>2011-02-04T11:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T11:02:05.891-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I heart Faces'/><title type='text'>Fix it Friday - My Edit (not my picture)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TUwi1QYojuI/AAAAAAAAAds/LUis46gYUz4/s1600/FacesFixIt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 353px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 147px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569865137477160674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TUwi1QYojuI/AAAAAAAAAds/LUis46gYUz4/s400/FacesFixIt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Before&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TUwitfBMInI/AAAAAAAAAdk/bqRajK3Xvd0/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569865003966407282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TUwitfBMInI/AAAAAAAAAdk/bqRajK3Xvd0/s400/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TUwitGLicjI/AAAAAAAAAdc/ZrRX0jWQ_mI/s1600/5415267040_227f7f233d_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569864997298926130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TUwitGLicjI/AAAAAAAAAdc/ZrRX0jWQ_mI/s400/5415267040_227f7f233d_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-3714260458700932473?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/3714260458700932473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/02/fix-it-friday-my-edit-not-my-picture.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/3714260458700932473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/3714260458700932473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/02/fix-it-friday-my-edit-not-my-picture.html' title='Fix it Friday - My Edit (not my picture)'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TUwi1QYojuI/AAAAAAAAAds/LUis46gYUz4/s72-c/FacesFixIt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-1709069965205465323</id><published>2011-02-03T10:23:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T13:47:59.455-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tre growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From Tre&apos;s mouth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Being a mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaylin Faith'/><title type='text'>Update on Kids thru Facebook Status'</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby Girl Update:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Kaylin holdin her own bottle!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="uiPhotoThumb UIImageBlock_Image UIImageBlock_MED_Image" title="Kaylin holdin her own bottle!" href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=10150116485287813&amp;amp;set=a.10150102534167813.311629.661102812&amp;amp;ref=nf" ft="'{"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=10150116485287813&amp;amp;set=a.10150102534167813.311629.661102812&amp;amp;comments"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;January 12 at 6:39pm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;While i was feeding her i looked down and she looked like she was holding her bottle, i let go and Oh my goodness, she WAS actually holding it! aww&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Just seen Kaylin roll over for the first time!! Such a big girl!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/alarms/posts/138090102918111"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;January 16 at 9:32am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; via &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/mobile/?v=texts"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Text Message&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;She is rolling over!! yep! She rolled from her belly to her back all by herself and very unexpectedly for the first time - luckily she was on the FLOOR for some tummy time and just went on over ,i think it surprised her too but i put her back on her belly to see if she would do it again and before i could grab my camera and turn it on.... there she went!! rolled over AGAIN!!! such a big girl! and just a few days later i posted THIS....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Baby Girl is trying to roll from her back to her belly now.. Ugh at this rate she is gonna be crawling in a couple months!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/alarms/posts/129442150454218"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;January 25 at 6:30pm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; via &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/mobile/?v=texts"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Text Message&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;gosshhh they really do just grow too damn quick!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Baby girl is 16 weeks old and one day. she is getting so big so fast! last time we took her to the doctor - about a week ago, she had her FIRST ear infection... her brother was three years old before he had his first ear infection! :o( but at that time she weighed 11 pounds 10 ounces - almost 12 lbs, my big ol' 12 pound turkey! haha she is such a people person, she always lights up when people talk to her - she gets this big ol grin that totally makes my heart smile! *how do you know when your heart is smiling, you may ask? well for me it's when even when i DON'T want to smile or don't want to SHOW my smile, i can't HELP but smile, one of those smiles that is so hard to wipe off... there is NO HIDING IT!* she giggles when tickled and is so sweet when she is in my arms and I'm not paying attention to her figuring she is probably asleep, only to look down to see the biggest most beautiful almond shaped baby blues look at me so intently... it's like she isn't looking at me she is looking at my SOUL! i heart my kaylin faith!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby Boy Update:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Excited that Tre slept in his undies all night n woke up completely DRY!!! Yay!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/alarms/posts/145840808807120"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;January 22 at 9:19am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; via &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/mobile/?v=texts"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Text Message&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;he actually only slept in his undies because he went to bed and we forgot to get a diaper and put it on him. lol we usually ALWAYS put a diaper on him because for ONE: he sleeps with us so yeah.. i don't want pee on my back! lol and TWO he pees BOAT loads during the night... so i don't know if it was just a fluke or what but yeah... first time EVER he slept with undies and woke up dry! haven't tried it since but i thought it was a pretty exciting thing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;lol he says some of the funniest things sometimes! ...and SWEET!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Mommy, you have to go to work to get the monies to get the grapes from the walmart cuz i love them, right?" LOL 3 year old with work ethics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/alarms/posts/127180907352840"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;January 31 at 5:28pm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; via &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/mobile/?v=texts"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Text Message&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; ·&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Yesterday we were going to go out to dinner with Beth and Matt so we were going to drop Kaylin off so we could enjoy the meal... haha but we figured since we were dropping her that tre would definitely want to stay because he can't be having sister stay at nana and pawpaws and him not be there... JUST NOT GONNA HAPPEN! lol he DITCHED us couple weeks back to stay with nana and pawpaw and we were going SLEDDING! i mean... REALLY? Nana and pawpaw TRUMP SLEDDING!?!? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;so anyway i told him he was gonna go to someones house and wouldn't tell him who, i was making him guess... i told him he was gonna go see his favorite person in the world and he said who, i said WHO IS YOUR MOST FAVORITEST PERSON IN THE WORLD? he said... umm. umm.... ummmmm.... mommy and daddy? LOL awww thats so sweet... but no that's not where your going! lol i said who is your 2nd most favoritest person in the world? he said, baby sister? lol i was like OK who's your THIRD most favoritst person and he said NANA? i said, YAY that's right your going to NANA's!! :o) he is so sweet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;he has been doing pretty good at school - behaviour wise we had a little issue a few months back where he was getting yellow lights and behaving less than GREAT! but since then he has been doing awesome. still acts like a DONKEY when he is tired but i guess that is too be expected, he IS however only 3 years old. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;for the past few months or so i have had several people question Tre's age, and when i tell them he is 3 they seem surprised and i have heard "he doesn't look like he is 3" "he acts older than that and talks better, using big words and stuff" "he seems more mature than just 3" which all of these kinda surprised me at the time but since hearing it from so many different people it has made me take a step back and think about it and YEAH, my kid is pretty good for being 3 but i EXPECT him to be good and he KNOWS that i expect this from him. He also has pretty good idea of concepts that you wouldn't really think a 3 year old would have... that smarts probably comes from his daddy - he is a very smart boy and catches on to things so quick! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i am so very proud of him and the little person that he has become and curious to see whats next for him but and very very happy for this moment! the moments when i know that he is still my baby boy even tho he tells me he is a big boy, "BIG AND STRONG" he says, the moments when he will come sit in my lap and grab a hand full of my hair, the moments when he still needs his momma to hold him or love him just a little bit longer (makes my eyes tear up just thinking about it) the moments when for no reason at all and totally out of the blue he says "i love you momma" and the moments when he wants momma to hold him and even tho it breaks my back i wouldn't give anything in the world more importance than that, at that very moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Momma update&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Sooo yeah... I got on a scale for the first time since Kaylins 2 week check up n i was right! I have gained 12 pounds over this 3 month period! I so need GYM!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/alarms/posts/161551167226584"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;January 21 at 12:07pm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; via &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/mobile/?v=texts"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Text Message&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;ugh... i feel like a cow - i so need to get to my work out routine ASAP but i just keep finding reasons not to... like my gym having crap for classes now and i super HATE just walking a treadmill or something like that. BLAH! plus im so outta shape i did the biggest loser wii game the other night with mark and i am seriously SORE right now! lol so LAME! lol i only have 5 months until we go to Florida on vacation and i need to get this weight off of me NOW! lol ugh. other than that things are great, being a mother of two isn't as horrific as i previously expected, granted she isn't mobile yet... but by the time that happens tre should be really good at listening and understanding appropriate running off etc. lol lets HOPE! he is a great big brother tho... he helps me with his sister and loves singing with her and playing patty cake, i believe he lights up just like she does when he gets her to smile at him... i never imagined myself with 2 children but i cant see myself any different now, i can't even remember what it was like NOT to have children and honestly, i don't want to this is what i was meant to do, this is where i am suppose to be right now, at this very moment, i am doing what God intended and i couldn't be more proud right now of both my babies or of our family as a whole. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We are So Blessed!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nothing but happiness in my heart and it's because of the 3 of them!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="uiPhotoThumb UIImageBlock_Image UIImageBlock_MED_Image" title="Kaylin holdin her own bottle!" href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=10150116485287813&amp;amp;set=a.10150102534167813.311629.661102812&amp;amp;ref=nf" ft="'{"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-1709069965205465323?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/1709069965205465323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/02/update-on-kids-thru-facebook-status.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/1709069965205465323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/1709069965205465323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/02/update-on-kids-thru-facebook-status.html' title='Update on Kids thru Facebook Status&apos;'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-3132850890684561122</id><published>2011-01-31T13:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T13:57:31.731-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i heart faces challenges'/><title type='text'>Best Face Photo from January 2011 - entry</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iheartfaces.com/" mce_href="http://www.iheartfaces.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.iheartfaces.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/05/I_Heart_Faces_noborder_125x100.jpg" mce_src="http://www.iheartfaces.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/05/I_Heart_Faces_noborder_125x100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TUcER-NEzoI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/znF7Mcl9s5s/s1600/179859_10150123866752813_661102812_7763905_5690260_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 323px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568424171069034114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TUcER-NEzoI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/znF7Mcl9s5s/s400/179859_10150123866752813_661102812_7763905_5690260_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-3132850890684561122?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/3132850890684561122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/01/best-face-photo-from-january-2011-entry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/3132850890684561122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/3132850890684561122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2011/01/best-face-photo-from-january-2011-entry.html' title='Best Face Photo from January 2011 - entry'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TUcER-NEzoI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/znF7Mcl9s5s/s72-c/179859_10150123866752813_661102812_7763905_5690260_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-3429837076370295027</id><published>2011-01-28T09:47:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T10:30:28.723-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I heart Faces'/><title type='text'>my photo edit</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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to the doctor today because of a cough that sounds a little deeper now i am worried about it going into &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pneumonia&lt;/span&gt; since &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tre&lt;/span&gt; had it at 3 months it makes me a little paranoid for her to have a cough that is deep enough to choke her up and for her to be gaging trying to cough it up, just doesn't sound right to me. so even though she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; have a fever and wasn't acting sick otherwise, i took her to the doctor because i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; want it to get worse over the weekend and not have the doctor be open. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;First of all she weighs 11 pounds now... she is filling out very nicely! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Second she has &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;broncolitis&lt;/span&gt; but no &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pneumonia&lt;/span&gt;, no &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;medicine&lt;/span&gt; either tho so it was kind of a wasted trip. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ughhh&lt;/span&gt; o well i know that she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pneumonia&lt;/span&gt; now so that's good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-3811248637458069459?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/3811248637458069459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/12/first-sick-visit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/3811248637458069459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/3811248637458069459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/12/first-sick-visit.html' title='First Sick Visit'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-4318392595266539670</id><published>2010-12-28T10:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T10:13:10.503-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaylin Pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaylin Faith'/><title type='text'>Kaylin is reaching</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559089725778777570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TSXapvuRVeI/AAAAAAAAAcg/NmbqNz8SkB8/s400/166518_10150107787617813_661102812_7490141_3184486_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559089718998426226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TSXapWdtYnI/AAAAAAAAAcY/VCOqXtt-j3Y/s400/166518_10150107787582813_661102812_7490140_2601056_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559090706319291218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TSXbi0hWM1I/AAAAAAAAAco/t1Bh1PWh0JA/s400/167912_10150109964962813_661102812_7533491_2219760_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;She is getting so big... already starting to reach for things and PLAY WITH TOYS!! what the hell!? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I mean i seriously feel like it was just last month that i had her and here she is already holding her head up for long periods of time and now... PLAYING WITH TOYS she also talks to her toys too... she will ooo awww ohhh with them until she gets upset, over stimulated, etc. it's SO CUTE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;oh my goshhh... i just dont know about my baby girl growing so fast like this! LOL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-4318392595266539670?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/4318392595266539670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/12/kaylin-is-reaching.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/4318392595266539670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/4318392595266539670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/12/kaylin-is-reaching.html' title='Kaylin is reaching'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TSXapvuRVeI/AAAAAAAAAcg/NmbqNz8SkB8/s72-c/166518_10150107787617813_661102812_7490141_3184486_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-2493021615259213584</id><published>2010-12-20T16:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T16:17:17.750-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaylin Faith'/><title type='text'>Kaylin 2 months</title><content type='html'>Kaylin's 2 month check up: 10 lbs 2oz - 25% &amp;amp; 24 in long - 90% got shots... :o( poor baby cried so hard she wore herself out... Still sleepin!&lt;br /&gt;she is holding her head up really well and has actually grabbed for a few things recently... she is getting so big.&lt;br /&gt;still taking 6 ounces of formula - think i might have to bump her up to eight soon, seems like the 6 ounces are only lasting 2.5 hours instead of 3-4.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-2493021615259213584?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/2493021615259213584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/12/kaylin-2-months.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/2493021615259213584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/2493021615259213584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/12/kaylin-2-months.html' title='Kaylin 2 months'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-5266036802886916529</id><published>2010-12-20T10:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T10:31:08.651-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tre Pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From Tre&apos;s mouth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaylin Pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Ho Ho HOOOO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TQ92SyARd5I/AAAAAAAAAcM/uuRBxYYm-bg/s1600/155694_501777292812_661102812_7164365_3183889_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552786930603751314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TQ92SyARd5I/AAAAAAAAAcM/uuRBxYYm-bg/s400/155694_501777292812_661102812_7164365_3183889_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;During the last week of my maternity leave we decided to take the babies to go see &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Santa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Claus&lt;/span&gt; at the bass pro shop over in Indiana, they give free pictures and the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Santa&lt;/span&gt; is pretty awesome as he actually takes time to discuss with the kids what they would like for Christmas and if they have been good, even asking moms and dads what they would like etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;So we go the week of thanksgiving... me not even THINKING about the fact that the kids were already out of school for the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Holiday&lt;/span&gt; break or whatever and the line was pretty long, HOWEVER it wasn't as long as it was about 30 minutes after we had been standing there, it started to wrap around the whole first level of the store! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CR&lt;em&gt;A&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ZY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;While waiting in line Mark and i would take turns standing in line with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kaylin&lt;/span&gt; who was eating on a bottle for most the time and taking &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tre&lt;/span&gt; to go look around the store at all the cool things around &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Santa's&lt;/span&gt; wonderland. We made a Santa head out of a fishing &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bobber&lt;/span&gt;, he turned out pretty cool so i kept him in my car for some &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;cheer when i drive! :o) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;So after a little bit of a wait, that wasn't as torturous as previously expected, we get up there and it's our turn. We let &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tre&lt;/span&gt; walk up there himself and he wasn't scared a bit, walked right up and sat on his lap like he had been knowing him forever. We gave Santa &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kaylin&lt;/span&gt; to hold and took the picture, after the picture &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Santa&lt;/span&gt; was talking to us and i noticed that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tre's&lt;/span&gt; mouth was kinda hanging open like he was in awe. i also noticed that he was rubbing &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Santa's&lt;/span&gt; fur on this coat like it was my hair, that could have been because it was a little late and he was tired or it could have been just because he was soft. but i asked &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tre&lt;/span&gt; if he told Santa what he wanted for Christmas and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tre&lt;/span&gt; said no, i said well tell him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Santa: What would like for Christmas?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tre&lt;/span&gt;: *mouth hanging open* just looked at him. - HE FROZE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Santa: Would you like a train set&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tre&lt;/span&gt;: *mouth hanging open* nodded yes, like THAT was what he wanted. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;he was looking at him like i would like at Justin &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Timberlake&lt;/span&gt; (i LOVE me some of that man) if i was ever in his presence! he was STAR STRUCK! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mommy: no you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tre&lt;/span&gt;, remember what you want Santa to bring you for Christmas?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tre&lt;/span&gt;: *mouth hanging open* uh huh... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;it was like the scene straight out of a Christmas Story... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;friggin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hilarious&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daddy whispered in his ear then &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tre&lt;/span&gt; FINALLY came out with it that he wanted a Stinky the Garbage Truck.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;FINALLY - whew i was thinking for a minute that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tre&lt;/span&gt; wasn't going to talk &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; but he did and he got to tell Santa what he wanted which was great. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Then Santa asked me what i wanted for Christmas and i told him i just wanted my kids to have a great Christmas and he said, "how bout some sleep? i bet that would be nice huh?" &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; and you know something.. i think i believe in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Santa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Claus&lt;/span&gt; again because he knew just the RIGHT thing for me! :o) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-5266036802886916529?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/5266036802886916529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/12/ho-ho-hoooo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/5266036802886916529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/5266036802886916529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/12/ho-ho-hoooo.html' title='Ho Ho HOOOO'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TQ92SyARd5I/AAAAAAAAAcM/uuRBxYYm-bg/s72-c/155694_501777292812_661102812_7164365_3183889_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-7171996692179428144</id><published>2010-12-08T16:52:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T17:04:20.005-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tre Pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From Tre&apos;s mouth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaylin Pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaylin Faith'/><title type='text'>I LOVE Pumpkin Pie</title><content type='html'>Yesterday while feeling in the spirit of Christmas - i turned on my radio in my car to the channel that is ALL CHRISTMAS MUSIC all the time, until after Christmas!! i love this channel during the holidays - it's awesome to hear all that music to get ya in the mood!&lt;br /&gt;so anyway - we are all in the car (me and the kids that is, cause the four of us in the rio isn't comfortable) i turned on the Christmas music and Home for the Holidays was on - "i met a man who lives in TN and he was headed for Pennsylvania and some home made pumpkin pie" and from the back seat i heard... "I LOOOOOVE PUMPKIN PIE" lol timing is everything kid! your awesome... but really...you've NEVER even HAD pumpkin pie! LMAO he is soo freaking funny sometimes... i love it!&lt;br /&gt;every time i hear pumpkin pie now i think of that... and just about every time he hears it he says... I LOOOOVE PUMPKIN PIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SILLY BOY!&lt;br /&gt; here are some pics for PROOF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TQAAQHMv3PI/AAAAAAAAAcE/Clw9OclTmK8/s1600/36250_10150095427872813_661102812_7278414_6735945_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548435017730874610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TQAAQHMv3PI/AAAAAAAAAcE/Clw9OclTmK8/s400/36250_10150095427872813_661102812_7278414_6735945_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TQAAQM-b8BI/AAAAAAAAAb8/igYasicZT1A/s1600/36250_10150095427932813_661102812_7278416_5496263_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548435019281461266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TQAAQM-b8BI/AAAAAAAAAb8/igYasicZT1A/s400/36250_10150095427932813_661102812_7278416_5496263_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TQAAASmLIEI/AAAAAAAAAb0/fM7AnTwxOTc/s1600/vpy%25253d0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 255px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548434745912401986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TQAAASmLIEI/AAAAAAAAAb0/fM7AnTwxOTc/s400/vpy%25253d0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kaylin has been smiling and being social for the past couple of weeks - she loves attention and knows how to get it... so cute to hear her little noises and look down to find her just CHEESING away at ya trying her bestest to get you to look at her... she is awesome!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TQAAAAa5kNI/AAAAAAAAAbs/xgIt9PKwoaA/s1600/156894_10150095359317813_661102812_7277691_3421623_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548434741033275602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TQAAAAa5kNI/AAAAAAAAAbs/xgIt9PKwoaA/s400/156894_10150095359317813_661102812_7277691_3421623_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Momma's &lt;em&gt;SWEET&lt;/em&gt; pumpkin pie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY BABIES SO MUCH... i am so GLAD Mark talked me into having 2! ;o) (never thought it'd be ME with two kids!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-7171996692179428144?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/7171996692179428144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-love-pumpkin-pie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/7171996692179428144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/7171996692179428144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-love-pumpkin-pie.html' title='I LOVE Pumpkin Pie'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TQAAQHMv3PI/AAAAAAAAAcE/Clw9OclTmK8/s72-c/36250_10150095427872813_661102812_7278414_6735945_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-8552752361674472553</id><published>2010-12-06T14:24:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T14:40:41.008-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From Tre&apos;s mouth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kid being bad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaylin Faith'/><title type='text'>that's a first...</title><content type='html'>SOooo in the land of "firsts" - Kaylin officially has her first cold. I have a cold that had me knocked down Saturday, fever, chills and all that bad stuff, so i am hoping that the kids don't get it as bad as i had it. Sunday both of them started sneezing and coughing and poor Tre woke up with a crusty snot trail across the side of his face... BLEH... gonna have to do the sheets tonight! lol&lt;br /&gt;Also, the last week of my maternity leave mark and i were down in the basement on the computer when Tre walks in and is playing with his transformers... when he plays i love to listen to his dialogue.... however - what soon come out of his mouth had my jaw on the floor and mine wasn't the only one... dad couldn't believe his ears when we heard our three and a half year old little boy say... "LETS KILL THAT BITCH" i looked at mark to make sure i heard it correctly and mark looked at me to See if he heard what i heard and YEAH... that's what we heard... WOW!! where the hell did he get THAT from??? i mean if it had been a simple cuss word or regularly use phrase that comes from my mouth than i would known exactly where it came! and that has happened plenty of times before...well not PLENTY but it has happened before but this time it was something that i KNOW for a fact i have never said and mark either so I'm very perplexed as to where it came from and i told him that if he continued to use that kind of language i was gonna take all his action movies away, transformers and iron man etc.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhh the crap that comes from my kids mouth!! lol on the brightside: speaking of the kids mouth, he went to his 2nd dentist appointment in his life and still doesn't have any cavities!! 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(no picture because i forgot my camera trying to get out of the house on time)&lt;br /&gt;i took her to her room first and then took tre to his so it wasn't the last thing on my mind when i left them there... i think that worked well! Plus tre is use to me staying for a minute with him so that's what we did, just like nothing changed. (yet EVERYTHING has changed) it's awesome having two kids... going from not really ever giving it two thoughts that i would even have kids one day to having one, falling in love and not even thinking about having another... to having the 2nd and falling in love all over again... it's AMAZING... i wouldn't trade this for anything in the world, i digress LOL daycare said she had a good day and everyone was telling me how good she was and all that so all in all day 1 was good for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the husband let me sleep the night before tho so that could have had something to do with my great mood because today (Day 2 back to work) i am draggin!! she only gets up once during the night to eat but its not enough sleep time from the time im done feeding her till the time i wake up so i feel like i haven't slept at all even if i ddi have like 5 hours before she woke up to eat! 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Faith'/><title type='text'>Kaylins 1 month check up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Looks great~&lt;br /&gt;7lbs 14oz - 20%&lt;br /&gt;21.25 inches long - 75%&lt;br /&gt;14cm head - 20%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is doing good we had to switch her formula from regular similac to similac for fussiness and gas - she is a LITTLE gassy but she is my child! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-3938881724959466735?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/3938881724959466735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/11/kaylins-1-month-check-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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:o) YAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Next visit was today, her 2 week check up and she grew ANOTHER inch!! now she measured 21 inches long and weighed 7 lbs and 4 ozs so she is gaining weight, great her little head was 13 inches. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Percentiles:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;20-25% for head circumference&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;75% in height&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;25% in weight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;and again, Doctor Clan says she looks perfect!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-6982996402363764790?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/6982996402363764790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/10/kaylins-first-doctor-appointments.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/6982996402363764790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/6982996402363764790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/10/kaylins-first-doctor-appointments.html' title='Kaylins First Doctor Appointments'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-2186906627319881865</id><published>2010-10-13T01:39:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T00:42:29.638-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life changing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOL Worthy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Being a mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaylin Pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaylin Faith'/><title type='text'>The Moment We've Been Waiting for:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tuesday October 12, 2010 at about 6 pm in the evening I started having contractions. At first &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; thought they were just the normal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;braxton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; hicks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;contracts that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; had been having for the past few weeks but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; noticed that there was some pattern going on and they seemed to be pretty consistent and not stopping. So &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; told Mark "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; think we need to start timing the contracts" they seemed to be about 8 to 9 sometimes 10 minutes apart. So we sit for a couple &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;hours or so and we are timing contractions and they are starting to come a little bit closer together but they are also starting to come a little bit stronger and feeling more "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;crampy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;" and lasting a little longer, so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; knew this was IT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;t WAS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;IT!! but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; didn't want to have one of those "FALSE ALARM" moments and be sent home so we decided to wait, but in the mean time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; needed to use the restroom so afterwards there was some blood and it scared me because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; wasn't sure if &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;that was normal or not and seeing blood anytime your pregnant as any MOM o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;r &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;soon to be MOM knows... ITS VERY CONCERNING! &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; told mark to call the doctor and he tells us to come on in and get looked at and see what happens. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TNeBr-Com8I/AAAAAAAAAa0/xlQCpXvNJ0Q/s1600/Kaylin10-13+-+18-2010+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TNeBr-Com8I/AAAAAAAAAa0/xlQCpXvNJ0Q/s400/Kaylin10-13+-+18-2010+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537036859263720386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;so we take &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; to his Nana and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Pawpaws&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; and go to the hospital and get checked in and they ask me a blue million questions about family history allergies, blah blah blah... they check my cervix and its 3 cm dilated (which is still the same from the doctor visit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; just had on Monday) we sit in triage for an hour while they monitor my contractions and they are about 5 to 7 minutes apart at this point but they are getting stronger... I'm thinking they are defiantly going to admit me and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; am going to have this baby tonight!! &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;well after an hour They check my cervix again and it's still 3cm contracts are stronger but still only 5-7 minutes apart and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;they tell me to go home!! YEP, that's right... they MADE US LEAV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;E!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; was pretty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; pissed! they told me to go home and come back when the contractions are 2 minutes apart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; had 3 STRONG contractions from the time they told me to get out till the time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; could get my pants on, they were so strong that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; bled on the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;floor, so there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; stand 3 contractions later with blood running down my leg and they are still telling me that it's normal to just go home and take some Tylenol, use a heating pad or a warm bath for pain. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;So we leave. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Yes - we actually left and came back home which is a good 30 minutes from the hospital and we stopped at Walgreen's on the way to get a heating p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;ad because the contracts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;where coming about 3, maybe 4-5 minutes apart now and they are still &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;strong and it was very uncomfortable by the time we got home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; was so uncomfortable it was hard for me to walk. As soon as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; walked in the door &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; felt like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; needed to use the restroom, there was more blood and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; don't know if the pushing kicked it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;into gear or if that was my SIGN that it was REALLY TIME or what but while sitting on the toilet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; felt like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; was going to have the baby in the toilet, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; don't know but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; tried the heating pad, had 2 con&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;tractions that had me writhing around on the couch like a crazed woman, Mark ran me a bath and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; sat in the tub for 3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;contractions and couldn't get any relief, contractions still coming and coming, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;decide that the bath isn't working and try to get out and get my clothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; back on but before &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; could even dry off &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; had 3 more contractions that were KILLER and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; couldn't even stand the closest and fastest place &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; could get to was my sons bed. After 3 contracts that were so bad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; damn near started to cry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; looked at mark and he said "OK, lets g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;o" so we were off to the hospital again, this time the contracts were so strong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; was literally coming out of the seat because the pressure was so bad and it hurt so bad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; was trying anything and everything to get comfortable or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;to relieve the pain and some way, ANYTHING!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; told mark he was going to hav&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;e to do 90 on the way there but 90 was NOT fast enough... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; have never felt anything like that in my life. the birth of my son in NO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;WAY compares to this time. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;So there we are on the expressway doing 90 mark with his flashers on and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;speeding down the highway we were on our way to meet our daughter, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; was excited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; but just wished it didn't hurt so damn bad! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;lol  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;The contractions were coming so close together and so strong at this point it really felt good to push and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; know your not suppose to do that, cause yeah that's what causes a baby to be born but oh my gosh it did relieve a little bit of the pain so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; would push just a little bit! As &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; am moaning and groaning and cussing and writhing around I'm sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; mark was freaking out and even in my pain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; was wondering if he was OK but didn't even have enough time in between contracts to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;regain composer enough to ask if he was OK but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; did tell him to call the hospital and tell them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; to have my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;$)*&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; epidural ready and waiting for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;When we get to the hospital we jump out of the truck and mark grabs a wheelchair and wheels me up to the 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; floor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;for triage again where they have me sign 3 different things I don't even know how that was a legal signature I gave them it was like a squiggly line - and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; have NO CLUE what I signed... I'm pretty sure I would have signed away my soul just get the pain to stop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm begging for my epidural&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; or SOME kind of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Medicine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; for pain, anything... "JUST GIVE ME SOMETHING, PLEASE!!!!" They checked my cervix and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; was 8 cm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;dilated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; and pretty much complete, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; surprised they did give me an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;epidural&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; with as far along as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; was in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; labor. What seemed like an eternity of moaning, g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;roaning and cussing, somewhere along the way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; graduated to screaming and crying and trying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;to make the nurses feel bad for not giving me some &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;medicine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;! I was begging and pleading and screaming and cussing, all my inhibitions have flown out the window by this point - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; am so not a person to vocalize my pain or emotions for that matter but damn it... labor and delivery is a different matter! &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Finally they take me to labor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;and delivery, I think, oh thank God, I am gonna get my shot but NOPE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; still waiting on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;epidural&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;. When she FINALLY comes in she is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;prepping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; her stuff and the first thing she says to me is "you are NOT to yell at me" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; was like "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; wont yell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; promise just give it to me now! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; cant &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;have another contraction, please!!!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; believe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; had 2 maybe 3 more contractions while she was getting everything ready and while she was doing that and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;DYING she told me that no matter what &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; can't move once she starts and even if &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; having a cont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;raction &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; can't move, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; was pretty worried &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; was going to have one while she was doing it and what the hell was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; going to do because moving was all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; could do to, to... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; know what the hell it was good for because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; get any relief but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; felt like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; HAD TO! (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; have no clue how woman did this back in the day with out any medical help at all) So by the GRACE of God my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;epidural&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; was administered and not one single contraction... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; know how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; that happened because they were one right after another and it was like they &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;stopped just long enough for her to do her thing and then they started again, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;had one more before it started to kick in but it was already less intense than before so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; i was good... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; could FINALLY relax and start being excited about meeting my daughter... but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; was so worn out from the TRAUMA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; had been through! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; could do was  raise my finger to my OB and tell him "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; am going to kill you" to which he laughed and mark told me to put my finger down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; few minutes later the doctor said... "Now that's called Laboring!" ugh, if &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; could use my legs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; would have loved to kick him in his mommy, daddy button! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hahaha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TNeCW8hN41I/AAAAAAAAAa8/67yu6sq2PWo/s1600/Kaylin10-13+-+18-2010+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TNeCW8hN41I/AAAAAAAAAa8/67yu6sq2PWo/s400/Kaylin10-13+-+18-2010+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537037597589496658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So all is numb and we calling a few people because not like they are going to have enough time to get there but we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;HAVE to let them know it's going down, like it or not she is coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;! &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fast forward a bit:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; push a few times and her head was pretty m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;uch right there because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; had to push 3 times or so before the doctor was getting his scrubs on and getting ready for a delivery!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; asked for a mirror because with that whole area numb &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; don't know whats going on and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; can't rely on them telling me if I'm doing good or not because if &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; need to give more then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; will. so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; get my mirror, push a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;few more times and then she is crowned, there she is!! There is my  little awesomeness that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; have been waiting 38 weeks to meet! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TNeCXDf8hNI/AAAAAAAAAbE/WFI61obXwKo/s1600/Kaylin10-13+-+18-2010+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TNeCXDf8hNI/AAAAAAAAAbE/WFI61obXwKo/s400/Kaylin10-13+-+18-2010+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537037599463212242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Another 2 pushes and her head was out, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; couldn't see because someone was in the way of my view but just one more push and she was all the way out and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;on&lt;/span&gt; my stomach instead of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt; my stomach and i was so curious to see what she looked like I'm pretty sure my first thought was she looks like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TNeCXamhXDI/AAAAAAAAAbM/W37ieJJ173E/s1600/Kaylin10-13+-+18-2010+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TNeCXamhXDI/AAAAAAAAAbM/W37ieJJ173E/s400/Kaylin10-13+-+18-2010+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537037605664807986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The most amazing moments in my life were the first time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; seen my babies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TNeCYQS0Q1I/AAAAAAAAAbc/JjDA5orrcKU/s1600/Kaylin10-13+-+18-2010+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TNeCYQS0Q1I/AAAAAAAAAbc/JjDA5orrcKU/s400/Kaylin10-13+-+18-2010+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537037620077675346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Holding them and realizing what just happened. The life that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; had been nurturing  and carrying in my body for all this time has been pushed into the world and there they are... in my arms! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TNeCXrxmUqI/AAAAAAAAAbU/dwUQhxHPF-Q/s1600/Kaylin10-13+-+18-2010+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TNeCXrxmUqI/AAAAAAAAAbU/dwUQhxHPF-Q/s400/Kaylin10-13+-+18-2010+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537037610274673314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;t's an experience that really has no worthy description in words... you really have to experience it to understand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="600" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullscreen="true" allowNetworking="all" wmode="transparent" src="http://static.photobucket.com/player.swf" flashvars="file=http%3A%2F%2Fvid115.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fn300%2Fmarknmanda143%2FKaylin10-13-18-2010006.mp4"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early Wednesday morning October 13, 2010 at 1:39 am my beautiful baby girl, Kaylin Faith Arms was born weighing 7 lbs and 1 oz, measuring at 19 inches long was born into the world and MY world... will NEVER be the same!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-2186906627319881865?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/2186906627319881865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/10/moment-weve-been-waiting-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/2186906627319881865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/2186906627319881865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/10/moment-weve-been-waiting-for.html' title='The Moment We&apos;ve Been Waiting for:'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TNeBr-Com8I/AAAAAAAAAa0/xlQCpXvNJ0Q/s72-c/Kaylin10-13+-+18-2010+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-8364208434638099260</id><published>2010-10-04T09:57:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T11:33:51.846-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tre Pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life changing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tre growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Being a mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaylin Faith'/><title type='text'>It's the last week....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524198821639605042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TKnlj1B1yzI/AAAAAAAAAac/FqOVVpHu3us/s400/62842_471970522812_661102812_6694009_6153791_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i am guessing, in light of the facts that were put upon me last week at my 37th week check up - where i had lost &lt;em&gt;YET ANOTHER&lt;/em&gt; pound, down to 149 and i was 2 cm dilated and still only 50% effaced, my doc also reaffirmed that i would NOT go past 40 weeks with having gestational diabetes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So not this week but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;next weeks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; appointment is probably going to be the deciding factor of when he plans to induce if lil miss hasn't decided to show her pretty little face by then and all is still going as well as it has been previously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so i am going to go ahead and assume if little miss kaylin doesn't make her debut this week - this will be the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LAST FULL WEEK AS A FAMILY OF THREE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; will be the days of the husband and i waking up to only the most handsomest smile a person could see on a &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;lazy&lt;/span&gt; Saturday morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; are the morning car rides to school where Tre would like to talk my head off whilst i drive in a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sleepy fog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to get us there on time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; are the days where Tre has &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt; all to his self. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; are the days that Tre is an &lt;em&gt;ONLY CHILD&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; are the days where the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; go play and momma can have some peace and quiet! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but most of all.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; are the days where i had one &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and one little boy held it in his hand so perfectly! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it's time to &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;move on&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... its time for my &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt; that is already so big and full of love to grow that much more, so that this &lt;em&gt;little girl&lt;/em&gt; that is about to come into the world can latch on to it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So here i am &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;one heart&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;one hand&lt;/span&gt; - not even being able to finish this post without &lt;em&gt;hot tears&lt;/em&gt; streaming down my face! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm so ready to meet my&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;little g&lt;em&gt;ir&lt;/em&gt;l&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;emotions&lt;/strong&gt; are just &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;BUSTING&lt;/span&gt; out of me. I can't wait to hold her in my arms and i can't wait for Tre to meet her and see her for the first time! i will probably be a &lt;em&gt;blubbering MESS&lt;/em&gt; (as i am now) when he comes up to the hospital for the first time to see her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i can't wait to see &lt;strong&gt;sibling interaction&lt;/strong&gt; and see how much &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;L&lt;em&gt;o&lt;/em&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; they have for each other and the bond that they will have that mark and i both never had while growing up. This is the &lt;em&gt;ONE&lt;/em&gt; thing that we can provide our child with that we never had a chance to get - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;A SIBLING TO GROW UP WITH&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/em&gt; :o) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ARMS FAMILY OF FOUR.... HERE WE COME!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;oh and some pictures of yesterday - a friend came over and Tre got to practice holding a baby - he loves babies and did a pretty good job too! Victoria seemed happy while he was holding her so that's good. and of course he wanted to hold her MORE! lol im sure this holding of baby will wear off when he gets his own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524198846109801010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TKnllQL_WjI/AAAAAAAAAas/znPEhwL8-MM/s400/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524198831247876466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TKnlkY0oYXI/AAAAAAAAAak/bI9OXzL9yws/s400/65280_473399922812_661102812_6722328_5962647_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-8364208434638099260?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/8364208434638099260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-last-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/8364208434638099260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/8364208434638099260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-last-week.html' title='It&apos;s the last week....'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TKnlj1B1yzI/AAAAAAAAAac/FqOVVpHu3us/s72-c/62842_471970522812_661102812_6694009_6153791_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-8961115039802538252</id><published>2010-09-28T10:21:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T11:41:00.941-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me Pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From Tre&apos;s mouth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaylin Faith'/><title type='text'>I'm down with that!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So this morning as&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tre and I are getting ready for the day together, i am sitting on the bed beside him putting on his shoes and he says... &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;OUT OF BLUE&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;"Little sister is big enough, it time her come out now!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i was like OH YEA that's what mommy needed to hear!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tre pretty much told me the whole time we were speculating what gender the baby was that she was a girl. so by the time i found out that she was indeed a girl... i kinda had already prepared myself to hear that news and it was &lt;em&gt;NO SHOCKER&lt;/em&gt;! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so now I'm like, is this gonna be the same? is Tre telling me that he knows our new baby is getting ready to come? i mean dang i am 37 weeks and that's when Tre came so... i guess all we do is wait and see... i have a doctors appointment tomorrow so i am hoping that there is some more progression going on. last time &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;1cm dilated and 50% effaced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was semi good news but i wanted MORE! lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oh and my mucus plug came out last week and I'm having lower back pain, so i know it's getting close to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;GO TIME&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521973609272455218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TKH9va_EMDI/AAAAAAAAAZU/m7E7uutj-F0/s400/room.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521973614880864962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TKH9vv4NusI/AAAAAAAAAZk/25m_laH9CNE/s400/room3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521973610964829906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TKH9vhSjxtI/AAAAAAAAAZc/ErqmYLSIwpw/s400/room1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Also i had some maternity photos done this past weekend by my sister. She did an awesome job (from the sneak peek that she gave me) Her new business is Zoe Multimedia Productions so you should go check it out here:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/Louisville-KY/Zoe-Multimedia-Productions/121346034583414?ref=ts"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;https://www.facebook.com/pages/Louisville-KY/Zoe-Multimedia-Productions/121346034583414?ref=ts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/Louisville-KY/Zoe-Multimedia-Productions/121346034583414?ref=ts"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and if your interested in having photos done or some memory videos or whatever im sure she would hook ya up, just tell her MANDA SENT YA! :o) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;here are the sneaks she gave me: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521979164041678706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TKICywHQD3I/AAAAAAAAAZs/IrhyuwEhhpk/s400/preggers.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521979169400250850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TKICzEE1YeI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/3wT9o7fyG3A/s400/preggers1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 271px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521979178269840514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TKICzlHglII/AAAAAAAAAaE/DwYTqguqles/s400/preggers3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521979173118058466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TKICzR7On-I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/wRnJ5o3C13s/s400/preggers2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521988965444043522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TKILtRLrQwI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ONHHQWwxreY/s400/preggers4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-8961115039802538252?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/8961115039802538252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-down-with-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-7565783630187346137</id><published>2010-09-23T11:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T11:41:05.616-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tre Pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me Pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Embrace the Camera'/><title type='text'>An Old Embrace</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.andersonfamilycrew.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i294.photobucket.com/albums/mm99/emilymaeanderson/Embrace_the_camera-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TJtz4AvyQOI/AAAAAAAAAZM/7RG4I8Ufqis/s1600/66.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520133174382969058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TJtz4AvyQOI/AAAAAAAAAZM/7RG4I8Ufqis/s400/66.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So with only 3.5 weeks left of my pregnancy - i did a OLD SCHOOL Embrace this week - back when my 3 year old was a new baby and i wasn't getting any sleep. this picture is of me at a friends house... couldn't take it anymore and just passed out at their house! lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*** note the foot on the bottom of child so i would know if he was trying to fall off the couch! lol multi taskin in my sleep even!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;even tho these new days are super tiresome... i so can't wait to meet my baby girl.. to hold, kiss, and just stare at her for hours on end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-7565783630187346137?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/7565783630187346137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/09/old-embrace.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/7565783630187346137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/7565783630187346137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/09/old-embrace.html' title='An Old Embrace'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TJtz4AvyQOI/AAAAAAAAAZM/7RG4I8Ufqis/s72-c/66.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-4550393944987423837</id><published>2010-09-16T09:08:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T11:02:43.900-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tre Pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tre growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOL Worthy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From Tre&apos;s mouth'/><title type='text'>From Tre's Mouth.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Talking about School and how much his old teacher Ms Rose luvs Tre and how much Tre loves ms rose&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i said: "Ms Rose sure LUUUVS her some Tre..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;to which tre replied: &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Him SUUUURE luv her candy box!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;LOL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;While sick with a fever and off from school Tre came to work with me last week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;when looking at a Monet painting hanging on the wall here at work Tre said... &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"look! little Einsteins. with the worm"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i guess that same painting was on an episode of the little Einsteins - he is so smart! only thing better would have been if he said the name of the painting! my little GEENIE-US haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;OH and speaking of our little SMARTY PANTS... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;everytime we come up on a stop sign he says &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"look mom another octogon says STOP!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;new favorite movie: Transformers 2 but he calls it &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Transformis"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517509760612723746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TJIh5O4SbCI/AAAAAAAAAY8/dM003y_zoVo/s400/352563525509_0_0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I polled my facebook friends and asked if it was bad parenting that my 3 year old likes this movie and i let him watch it, it's kinda violent! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;at least 5 people reassured me that their kids were into something of the same type of movie or game so i didnt feel as bad afterward. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;lol i still feel it's a little violent for him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He calls Pre-School &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;"Prayschool"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i LOVE when he says it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"mommy i can go to prayschool tomorrow?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;followed by - &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"who dat gonna pick me up?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;he longs for his nana to come pick him up from school but always smiles and grabs my hair when i say "i am" frequently followed by &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"MOMMA I LOVE YOU"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; he such a freaking SWEETIE!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Talking about Kaylin getting big in my belly and when she is going to come out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tre says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"HIM GOING TO BREAK YOU"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i repeat what he said to me like i didnt understand and he said it again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;with big hand gesture toward my belly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"HIM GOING TO BREAK YOU BELLY"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"OHHH so you think she is going to break mommys belly when she comes out?" &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;"yeah"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; he said... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so i told him not to worry that she will not break mommy when she comes out. lol i love how kids minds work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and for the past couple of weeks, he keeps talking about santa claus already! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;"Santa Clause gonna bring me Iron Man"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;im like i really wish i knew what KIND of iron man he is talking about... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;it'd make it a little easier on SANTA CLAUS, no? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;:o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;well that's all i have for now... im sure there will be MORE TO COME especially when his sister comes! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-4550393944987423837?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/4550393944987423837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512316972274504178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TH-vFK3HUfI/AAAAAAAAAXk/Bus8aH-9IDc/s400/351772535557_0_0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tre&lt;/span&gt; and i doing our morning drive to school. (his first day of "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pre&lt;/span&gt;-School")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UPDATE on the 1st day:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;when i walked in to pick him up his teacher said he had a good day right up until i first walked in, he and another boy just got into over a toy car - but she said as far as listening and following instructions of his new class he did great and she was very impressed at how well he did for his age on writing his numbers and letters. he wrote the upper case and lower case letter "B" all by his self and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; like... WOW &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; know my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; booger could write. i knew he could write his name sorta but the paper work that i seen yesterday from school was great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;there was another worksheet where he traced the number 2 and it was pretty good to - so i was super proud momma last night beaming with pride at how smart my little boy is and the awesome thing... he is STILL excited about getting to go to "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;preyschool&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; i love how he says it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;we walked in this morning and his buddy Chase walked up and said &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;TRES&lt;/span&gt; HERE.. and gave him a big hug. SO SWEET! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so i am very pleased with the preschool program that my daycare has going, his teacher is a "real" teacher with a degree and even with the rate hike, my husband and i talked about it and we feel that his education is worth the extra money we will be spending. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-6107332317659607251?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/6107332317659607251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/09/embrace-camera.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/6107332317659607251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/6107332317659607251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/09/embrace-camera.html' title='Embrace the Camera'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TH-vFK3HUfI/AAAAAAAAAXk/Bus8aH-9IDc/s72-c/351772535557_0_0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-8435017331728674480</id><published>2010-08-31T09:09:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T09:40:17.242-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kid being bad'/><title type='text'>Craptastical Shitty Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i don't know what it was about yesterday but it was a SUPER SERIOUS BAD DAY! grrrr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tre and his non listening skills started it off all wrong, i kept asking him to get ready, take your diaper off, put your underwear on, put your shorts on, put your shirt on, all of these things i know i said each one at least 20 times... finally i had HAD IT! i put all of his stuff on him while yelling at him that he can do this on his own and i don't understand why he needs to be told 100 times to do something before he does it, i told him over and over about how when he doesn't listen to me it makes me upset and now i have lost ALL PATIENCE (and acting like an ass). he started crying, i don't know if it was because i was yelling at him or if he was just tired or if because i said mommy isn't happy or what but then i really felt like a jerk! so not only was i upset at my child i was mad that i made him feel bad enough to cry so now I'm mad at ME! and of course all my child's procrastination lead to us being late walking out the door - about 6 mins late. you wouldn't think it'd make that much of a difference but it DID!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;pulled out of my neighborhood behind a pick up truck hauling a front loader on a trailer and i swear this person was going 30 - 35 miles per hour in a 55 zone and it was like that for about HALF of my trip in to school/work. The of course i get to do my 60 mph in a 55 for all of about 30 seconds before i come up on a damn school bus that is stopped with flashers in front of a house... turns them off drives up TWO DRIVEWAYS and stops AGAIN!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ARE YOU FREAKIN KIDDING ME!??! your telling me that kids use to walk miles to school and this kid can't walk two friggin houses OVER to get on the bus so that it doesn't have to make 2 stops within a friggin 10 foot area!?!?!? WTF! loli was so super pissed! every slow driver in bullitt county was in front of ME yesterday on the way in, and I'm not talking about the buses, i understand they are traveling with children and make stops etc but i did find the double stop thing pretty damn STUPID! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so FINALLY i make it to tre's school and we had both calmed down from our morning argument and he was all loving on me, i guess "physically" saying he was sorry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I usually stay with him a while while he eats his food and try to tell him to be good, listen to his teachers and play nice with his friends. but all i had time for was DON'T GET ON RED... remember mommy said if you get a red buzz lightyears go bye bye for a whole day. love you, have a good day. I'm out. (Tre got his first "RED" light at school, last Wednesday, on my birthday of course so I'm trying to nip it, before it because the norm.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;GET TO WORK about 20 mins late and of course my boss has to give me crap for being late (like I'm every THAT late) and i was telling him my ordeal this mroning and was like "I'm ready to claw someones eyes out" he said "well you can try me but don't be surprised if i claw back a little bit" i know he was trying to cheer me up but i hadn't even gotten my purse off my shoulder before he started in on me and i had no time to breath... and try to release tension. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Co-worker tried being positive for me, reminding me that it's a short week and a long weekend, etc. so that was starting to work till i had to go get lunch yesterday and the EFFERS FORGOT MY FOOD! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;everyone elses food was in the bag... my food? NO... not there. so i had to go ALLL THE WAY BACK UP THERE to get my food. talk about frustrated cause not only am i pissed but I'm hungry! and anyone who knows me, knows that is NEVER a good combo! if i could have peeled out in that damn parking lot in my kia, i would have! LOL i don't think the kia has ever gotten a "wheel" tho! LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so the rest of the day goes by, mostly without any other mishaps till i pick my child up from school and I'm preparing myself to hear bad news about his behavior but instead i get a friggin RATE HIKE!!! they are raising my damn rate to 130, ten whole dollars MORE than what it is now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;by the time i got home i was just ready to give up, i needed to go to bed and start all over because the whole day had been SHIT i mean just pure &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;CRAPTASTICAL SHIT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-8435017331728674480?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/8435017331728674480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/08/craptastical-shitty-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/8435017331728674480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/8435017331728674480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/08/craptastical-shitty-day.html' title='Craptastical Shitty Day'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-1008481378863442173</id><published>2010-08-27T14:03:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T13:24:00.999-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Being a mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaylin Faith'/><title type='text'>32 Week Check up &amp; ankle bags</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So my doctor says everything is going great in my pregnancy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; i have lost ANOTHER 2 pounds because of the diabetes diet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; so im down to 148 - i only started at 134 - 135ish so a big ol 12 pounds so far... wow! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;baby girls heart beat was 154 so she is looking good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my diabetes is still under control with diet so im all salad and protein! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but it's working! my sugar levels have been perfect aside from the occasional outburst of over indulging or just ONE BITE of something not good for me! lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it happens few and FAR between. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;our doc visit was spent mostly talking about perminate birth control after the baby is here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i have signed a document that states if for any reason i am opened up for a c-section i will get to have a tubal done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;if not i guess we will try the essure route, cept i have one concern on that for now that is there is less than 5% nickel in those things and i might have a nickel allergy because there are certain jewelry that will make my have little itchy bumps where it was sitting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so i might not even be eligible for that. i guess if thats the case the IUD thing would be the next NON hormone birth control option. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;my doc did say that i was doing GREAT in the pregnancy and that he was surprised that i am JUST NOW having to deal with swollen ankles, with as hot as it has been this summer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;YAHOO news said Louisville, KY was the #1 hottest city this summer with a crazy 73 days in the 90's with the humidity beating down as well making the heat index 100 or over on SEVERAL occasions!! UGGHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Per Yahoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Louisville has spent the most days above normal temperatures beginning in&lt;br /&gt;June, according to NOAA: a total of 73 for June, July and up to Aug. 17. The&lt;br /&gt;city normally sees summer high temperatures ranging from 83 in June to 87 in&lt;br /&gt;July. But this year it logged nearly all of June and July above normal, and it&lt;br /&gt;spent every day in August, up to Aug. 17, above normal. Still, it hasn't broken&lt;br /&gt;its record 107-degree day, set in 1936"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT LOOK AT THESE ANKLES!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/THf-GMeNFII/AAAAAAAAAXU/676y2KUpL6o/s1600/350965937157_0_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510152051491673218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/THf-GMeNFII/AAAAAAAAAXU/676y2KUpL6o/s400/350965937157_0_0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; per Babycenter.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://email.babycenter.com/servlet/cc6?IHIPJQYYQCASVHuHgKHxOHgltHgKtHOQJhuVaVASVmkLjXpKVT3zfrLWn"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;By now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;, your baby weighs 3.75 pounds&lt;br /&gt;(pick up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://email.babycenter.com/servlet/cc6?IHIPJQYYQCASVHuHgKHxOHgltHgKtHOQJhuVaVTACVmkLjXpKVT3zfrLWn"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;a large jicama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;) and is about 16.7&lt;br /&gt;inches long, taking up a lot of space in your uterus. You're gaining about a&lt;br /&gt;pound a week and roughly half of that goes right to your baby. In fact, she'll&lt;br /&gt;gain a third to half of her birth weight during the next 7 weeks as she &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://email.babycenter.com/servlet/cc6?IHIPJQYYQCASVHuHgKHxOHgltHgKtHOQJhuVaVTADVmkLjXpKVT3zfrLWn"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;fattens up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt; for survival outside the&lt;br /&gt;womb."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-1008481378863442173?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/1008481378863442173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/08/32-week-check-up-ankle-bags.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/1008481378863442173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/1008481378863442173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/08/32-week-check-up-ankle-bags.html' title='32 Week Check up &amp; ankle bags'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/THf-GMeNFII/AAAAAAAAAXU/676y2KUpL6o/s72-c/350965937157_0_0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-7620245196172022401</id><published>2010-08-20T14:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T21:22:39.324-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tre Pics'/><title type='text'>Kentucky State Fair - PICTURES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TIBMF71rLfI/AAAAAAAAAX8/0_uSvV8I6eQ/s1600/July+-+August+2010+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TIBMF71rLfI/AAAAAAAAAX8/0_uSvV8I6eQ/s400/July+-+August+2010+060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512489608747363826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tre's 3rd annual trip to the KY State Fair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TIBMGks-daI/AAAAAAAAAYM/OvIYYrD6VGg/s1600/July+-+August+2010+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TIBMGks-daI/AAAAAAAAAYM/OvIYYrD6VGg/s400/July+-+August+2010+081.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512489619716732322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tre, Mommy &amp;amp; Batman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TIBMFfuGwGI/AAAAAAAAAX0/pLc-RT4oafo/s1600/July+-+August+2010+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TIBMFfuGwGI/AAAAAAAAAX0/pLc-RT4oafo/s400/July+-+August+2010+057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512489601199423586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My preggie friend Beth and i - bumpin belly's Kaylin and Landons first utero kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TIBMGDub_dI/AAAAAAAAAYE/k0jdKnKLXeM/s1600/July+-+August+2010+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TIBMGDub_dI/AAAAAAAAAYE/k0jdKnKLXeM/s400/July+-+August+2010+061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512489610864491986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I dont know WHY exactly but i just LOVE this picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TIBMEkOREII/AAAAAAAAAXs/dFBtYJhHgXo/s1600/July+-+August+2010+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TIBMEkOREII/AAAAAAAAAXs/dFBtYJhHgXo/s400/July+-+August+2010+055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512489585228189826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fat and GROSS food that i can not partake in THIS YEAR!! but i let it be known... its ON LIKE DONKEY KONG for next year!!! Thats what the fair is all about ya know!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/THf94Sjk19I/AAAAAAAAAXE/5usai9vyWUE/s1600/44575_422402413540_540248540_4932674_628064_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510151812606646226" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/THf94Sjk19I/AAAAAAAAAXE/5usai9vyWUE/s400/44575_422402413540_540248540_4932674_628064_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tre played the duck pond game...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/THf94-DS6kI/AAAAAAAAAXM/uVYFO_RToI8/s1600/46126_422402138540_540248540_4932658_758880_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510151824282413634" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/THf94-DS6kI/AAAAAAAAAXM/uVYFO_RToI8/s400/46126_422402138540_540248540_4932658_758880_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Choosing a trike for the safety first track&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/THf94LCAFyI/AAAAAAAAAW8/QrSRuPHFUnQ/s1600/44302_422402088540_540248540_4932654_4593729_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510151810586777378" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/THf94LCAFyI/AAAAAAAAAW8/QrSRuPHFUnQ/s400/44302_422402088540_540248540_4932654_4593729_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;he did a good job, got his license with his name on it and followed all the "signs" my buddy is so smart!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/THf93id6U9I/AAAAAAAAAW0/Z0eRSKcDsxE/s1600/40306_454913807812_661102812_6322306_6918947_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510151799697986514" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/THf93id6U9I/AAAAAAAAAW0/Z0eRSKcDsxE/s400/40306_454913807812_661102812_6322306_6918947_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;And we seen the Animals!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-7620245196172022401?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/7620245196172022401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/08/kentucky-state-fair-pictures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/7620245196172022401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/7620245196172022401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/08/kentucky-state-fair-pictures.html' title='Kentucky State Fair - PICTURES'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TIBMF71rLfI/AAAAAAAAAX8/0_uSvV8I6eQ/s72-c/July+-+August+2010+060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-26083031745956870</id><published>2010-08-19T13:13:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T13:15:26.422-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tre Pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me Pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Embrace the Camera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaylin Faith'/><title type='text'>A Bump Embrace</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.andersonfamilycrew.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i294.photobucket.com/albums/mm99/emilymaeanderson/Embrace_the_camera-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TG1mSYq5gnI/AAAAAAAAAWc/0PpEq-Tvm_8/s1600/349796417797_0_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507170385390043762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TG1mSYq5gnI/AAAAAAAAAWc/0PpEq-Tvm_8/s400/349796417797_0_0.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Me, my bump and my pookey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.andersonfamilycrew.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-26083031745956870?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/26083031745956870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/08/bump-embrace.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/26083031745956870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/26083031745956870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/08/bump-embrace.html' title='A Bump Embrace'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TG1mSYq5gnI/AAAAAAAAAWc/0PpEq-Tvm_8/s72-c/349796417797_0_0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-6123577789522843569</id><published>2010-08-16T13:30:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T14:18:01.510-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From Tre&apos;s mouth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Being a mom'/><title type='text'>Cutting the baby's toes off!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last week we were all sitting in our bedroom all cuddled up, having a lazy evening after a hard day of work when Mark got up and started grooming his finger and toenails so while he was at it, Tre, in usual Tre fashion gets in front of him and says "what you doin?" Mark says I'm clipping my toenails and Tre said "you hurt you?" and mark says no it doesn't hurt let me show you.... BAD MOVE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tre starts out in marks lap and mark starts to clip his toes, he is fine for all of about 30 seconds and the tells him "no, no, it hurt" and mark is steadily trying to tell him no it doesn't hurt, watch. well an episode that should have taken 3 minutes OR LESS took about 10 minutes and consisted of my kid flailing on the bed and crying like he was being murdered or maybe mark was trying to take a whole TOE instead of just a nail, i dont know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; BUT by the end of it, Tre was so pitiful that he was just laying there no longer struggling to get out of marks grasp and he was crying and then he let out the most awful sounding "momma" i have ever heard, like momma please save me I'm being killed and so i try to comfort him and let him know it's alright and i guess it wasn't good enough for him because then he lets out the same cry 'cept it was "nana" this time. Finally i told mark that was enough and mark got up and said alright I'm done stop faking and I'm like mark he isn't faking he is crying real tears and he is all sweaty and everything. i held him in my arms like a baby for about a minute and a half until he stopped crying about his toes hurting and asked him if i kissed them would they be better, he said yea, so i did and it was all better after that. but you could tell that for whatever reason... he was truly scared to have his toenails cut. POOR BABY!! :o( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-6123577789522843569?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/6123577789522843569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/08/cutting-babys-toes-off.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/6123577789522843569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/6123577789522843569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/08/cutting-babys-toes-off.html' title='Cutting the baby&apos;s toes off!!'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-3344902595419184444</id><published>2010-08-12T14:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T15:27:12.200-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Being a mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaylin Pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaylin Faith'/><title type='text'>3d Ultra sound &amp; 30 week Check up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TGQ8HrpQCbI/AAAAAAAAAWU/U00fa05UmQw/s1600/348318707973_0_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504590747226081714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TGQ8HrpQCbI/AAAAAAAAAWU/U00fa05UmQw/s400/348318707973_0_0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TGQ8HLB6HnI/AAAAAAAAAWM/ta09AWF0vyk/s1600/348358739205_0_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504590738471132786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TGQ8HLB6HnI/AAAAAAAAAWM/ta09AWF0vyk/s400/348358739205_0_0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TGQ8GuJQQXI/AAAAAAAAAWE/7Lb7KmG63fc/s1600/348318515461_0_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504590730717315442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TGQ8GuJQQXI/AAAAAAAAAWE/7Lb7KmG63fc/s400/348318515461_0_0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Aren't those &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i just couldn't believe my eyes when i seen these on the screen but then when i had them in my hand... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i was just in &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;awe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;first of all she looks great and is good and healthy, second of all she looks just like my son! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oh i can't tell you how much this made me &lt;strong&gt;THAT MUCH MORE EXCITED&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; her, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; her, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kiss&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; her, and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;introduce&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; her to her &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;big brother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am so excited for Tre because i believe he will be a great big brother, I'm sure we'll have our "TYME's" but i know as much &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; as that child has in his heart he is gonna be &lt;em&gt;GREAT&lt;/em&gt; with her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my best friends daughter is about a year younger than him and because when she was a baby he was able to help change her diaper and hold her and "big brother" her, he really gets along with her more than any of the other babies we visit semi regularly. they are awesome together... and we haven't' seen them in a couple of months but mom tells me that she is talking more and more and i can't wait to see them together now. He has always been so good with her, maybe because she is a girl and the rest of my friends kids are boys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANYWAY&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;30 weeks per babycenter.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Your baby's about 15.7 inches long now, and she weighs almost 3 pounds (&lt;a href="http://www.babycenter.com/slideshow-baby-size"&gt;like a head of&lt;br /&gt;cabbage&lt;/a&gt;). A pint and a half of amniotic fluid surrounds her, but that volume&lt;br /&gt;will decrease as she gets bigger and takes up more room in your uterus. Her&lt;br /&gt;eyesight continues to develop, though it's not very keen; even after she's born,&lt;br /&gt;she'll keep her eyes closed for a good part of the day. When she does open them,&lt;br /&gt;she'll respond to changes in light but will have 20/400 vision — which means she&lt;br /&gt;can only make out objects a few inches from her face. (Normal adult vision is&lt;br /&gt;20/20.)"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;check up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ultra sound and doctor visit went well. The ultra sound tech said that my baby girl looks healthy from all "visible" signs and weighs about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;3 lbs and 4 ozs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; which is 47 percentile, right in the middle, not to be big, not to small... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so yay for that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My weight was 150 on the nose, so i have lost a total of &lt;em&gt;10 pounds&lt;/em&gt; since i have been on this diabetes diet. Lady i work with is trying her best to eat everything that i am eating so she can lose weight too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;everyone is starting to notice the weight loss in my face, chest and arms too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but it's all good, it's not a bad thing for me or the baby just means that I'm eating right where i wasn't eating right before &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; i mean i kinda had a feeling i was going to have to deal with this stuff again like last time so i was getting my fill of &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;pasta&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;burgers&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;desert&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;em&gt;YUMMY&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;all the foods i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; are the ones i can't eat because it will spike my sugars! grrr!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but trust me... i have an "After birth Food List" that i want, and it better happen or else heads are rolling!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#1 Fettuccine Alfredo from Macaroni Grill with the Rosemary bread loaf and olive oil for dipping!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#2 Sweet n Sour chicken from Golden Buddha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#3 LoMein, Egg Rolls and fried rice from China Garden&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#4 PIZZA of any kind... i don't care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;now that my mouth is watering for some of this yummy food im gonna go eat a sugar free jello to curb the craving... *sigh* the life of a pregnant woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-3344902595419184444?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/3344902595419184444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/08/3d-ultra-sound-30-week-check-up.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/3344902595419184444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/3344902595419184444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/08/3d-ultra-sound-30-week-check-up.html' title='3d Ultra sound &amp; 30 week Check up'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TGQ8HrpQCbI/AAAAAAAAAWU/U00fa05UmQw/s72-c/348318707973_0_0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-8635259642370376316</id><published>2010-08-05T09:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T09:28:17.071-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tre Pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me Pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Embrace the Camera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>A Morning Embrace</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.andersonfamilycrew.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i294.photobucket.com/albums/mm99/emilymaeanderson/Embrace_the_camera-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501915332825299122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TFq62EVTuLI/AAAAAAAAAV8/saMxQ6aREoc/s400/347602598917_0_0.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Just waking up in the mornings, one of my favorite things to do is &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cuddle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; with my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;love bug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;he is such a good cuddler and of course always has to wrap around my neck for some good ol' "&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Mommy's hair&lt;/span&gt;" cause remember... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;he "just loves" my hair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So here we are all crusty eyed and sleepy faced just for &lt;em&gt;Embrace the Camera Thursday&lt;/em&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;YAWNS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... this picture looks so comfortable, makes me want to get back to that! &lt;em&gt;LIKE NOW&lt;/em&gt;! too bad a mommy has to work ehh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-8635259642370376316?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/8635259642370376316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/08/morning-embrace.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/8635259642370376316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/8635259642370376316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/08/morning-embrace.html' title='A Morning Embrace'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TFq62EVTuLI/AAAAAAAAAV8/saMxQ6aREoc/s72-c/347602598917_0_0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-4799784281181444017</id><published>2010-08-04T15:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T16:01:37.710-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Being a mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just ME'/><title type='text'>Sharing With You:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; blog that i love to read&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; i look forward to her posts like a kid looks forward to hearing the &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ice cream&lt;/span&gt; man in the neighborhood and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;anxiously&lt;/span&gt; awaits on the side of the road to get one of those awesome &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;frozen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; treats, perfect for cooling a hot kid that's been playing outside all day... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know how many kids there are these days that actually &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;DO THAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; but that's what we did back in the day... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i digress&lt;/em&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;a blog i want to share with you is so full of &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;positive energy&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;happiness&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; it makes me feel good and inspires me to be a better mother to my child(&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ren&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;What brought me to her sight was her birth story of her &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt; daughter &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nella&lt;/span&gt; who was born with Downs &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Syndrome&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;the birth story she wrote about &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nella's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;grand&lt;/em&gt; entrance into this world had me absolutely in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and i felt so hard for this stranger who lives hundreds of miles away that somehow through the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wonderful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; thing call the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; i feel very close to her like i have known her for years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;You should &lt;em&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; check her blog out... if not become a follower at least read the birth story,  she has a link at the top of the blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kellehampton.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img title="Enjoying The Small Things" src="http://i259.photobucket.com/albums/hh296/kascryder/New/May/button150x150.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;on her current post she has listed her 3 current loves and wanted to know her readers loves as well; i have shared my three loves with her, they are below. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;if you want to leave your 3 current sweet loves go ahead and do so... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;on her site and mine! ;o) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sweet love #1:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My baby boy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; who &lt;strong&gt;surprises&lt;/strong&gt; me daily with how big he is getting and how smart he is getting and what an &lt;em&gt;AWESOME&lt;/em&gt; little person he is becoming!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sweet love #2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The baby girl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in my belly, the one who jabs and kicks me everyday just about all day and &lt;em&gt;reminds&lt;/em&gt; me that she is there and growing big. i can't wait to meet our little &lt;strong&gt;angel&lt;/strong&gt; and learn about her in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;every way&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sweet love #3:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my husband&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; who helped me create these &lt;em&gt;lovely &lt;/em&gt;sweet loves 1 and 2... and who takes care of me and is an awesome &lt;strong&gt;father&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;em&gt;husband&lt;/em&gt; and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-4799784281181444017?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/4799784281181444017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/08/sharing-with-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/4799784281181444017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/4799784281181444017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/08/sharing-with-you.html' title='Sharing With You:'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-1497467134352794122</id><published>2010-08-02T10:16:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T13:43:51.150-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From Tre&apos;s mouth'/><title type='text'>Tre Says WHAT?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;funny sayings:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;no you got to get out, this my room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" ... &lt;em&gt;OH REALLY&lt;/em&gt;!? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;♥♥♥♥♥♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; as we were watching little rascals he got all involved in the chase scene where 2 boys were chasing alf alfa and he said "&lt;strong&gt;what they doing&lt;/strong&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i said "&lt;em&gt;chasing him he is running away&lt;/em&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;he said "&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;oh, i shoot them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;where he proceeded to get down on one knee in full BUZZ lightyear stature and put his index finger on his forearm while pointing it toward the tv and making laser noises... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;lol such a helper! haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;♥♥♥♥♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; He made a horse puppet at school his name is "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;pooosigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" um... yea i think he means bullseye but LMAO at pooosigh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;please lord don't let him say that in church!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;♥♥♥♥♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; I don't know if i posted this one on here or on my facebook but a couple/few weeks ago i had asked him to do something and he told me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;YOU HAFTA FRICKEN WAIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i nearly busted out laughing right there!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;♥♥♥♥♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;While taking his underwear off to put him in a diaper he grabbed himself and said "&lt;strong&gt;PENIS&lt;/strong&gt;!" i said yep that's your penis, now get off of it so i can put your diaper on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;He said "&lt;strong&gt;daddy has a penis&lt;/strong&gt;?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I said "&lt;em&gt;yes, you and daddy have a penis&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;he said "&lt;strong&gt;you have penis&lt;/strong&gt;?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i said "no, mommy doesn't have a penis" to which he proceeds to argue with me for about 2 minutes, telling me I DO have a penis! lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;♥♥♥♥♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;new sayings:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;you knock it out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" meaning... you knock it off. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;♥♥♥♥♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; Everything starts with "&lt;strong&gt;cause&lt;/strong&gt;" "cuz i want sausage biscuit" or "cuz i want apple juice" "cuz i want to watch crediables" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;even when it's not needed... it's "cause"! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;♥♥♥♥♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sweet sayings:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; For the past week now Tre has been "trying" to sleep in his own bed. this was his "OWN" idea, i had given up on the thought that he would sleep in his bed and figured we would just try later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Out of the blue one night he says "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i sleep in my bed, get buzz lightyear rocket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When we first started this sleep in your own bed project i told him if he slept in his bed 3 nights by himself he would get a prize. As we were shopping around target one day he seen buzz lightyear in a rocket and wanted it, so i told him if you sleep in your bed by yourself mommy will get that for you. so this has been his main motivating focus since that trip. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;One night last week it was bed time and i tell him just about every night, "&lt;em&gt;go get your head on a pillow&lt;/em&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so he did and to my surprise/delight/shock and awe... he jumped into his car bed with his doc Hudson car and said, "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;i sleep in my bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i said "&lt;em&gt;ok, i love you, have a good night sleep&lt;/em&gt;", gave him a kiss, turned out the light and went to my bedroom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's funny when it happened the first time i didn't really know how to act. i went to my bedroom and you would have thought i had lost something.... i was kinda pacing like a little disoriented, like i didn't know what to do next. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so what's a pregnant momma to do before bed? i went to the bathroom (for that "i hope it's the last pee of the night, pregnancy pee") then laid down in my bed... without my little monkey on my back and no tiny baby, er, i mean "big boy" hand in my hair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I laid there with my eyes open for about 10 minutes and decided i would go check on him because i kept hearing noises but wasn't sure if it was him or my husband. When i checked on him he was just laying there.... STILL in his bed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I went back to bed and closed my eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sometime during the night, i would say probably around the time Mark came to bed (that probably woke him up) he came in and got in our bed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So for a few hours he gave it a try. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The next morning he says, "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;i get buzz lightyear rocket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i have to disappoint him and tell him "&lt;em&gt;no, because you didn't sleep in your bed all night, but you gave it a good try and mommy is very PROUD of you trying, it makes mommy happy to see you try to do something even if you don't get it right the first couple of times.&lt;/em&gt;" (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i so sound like Danny Tanner on Full House! LOL&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This happened for about 2 nights in a row and i asked him, "&lt;em&gt;how come your not staying in your bed all night&lt;/em&gt;?" he said "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i AAAAMM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!" like was getting on him or something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i said " &lt;em&gt;it's ok that your getting in mommy's bed but you can't get a buzz lightyear if you keep doing that, so i want to know why you keep giving up that chance to get your buzz just to sleep a few hours in mommy and daddy's bed?&lt;/em&gt;" and he just looked at me and said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;cause i just love your hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;all i could do was smile i said "&lt;em&gt;aww that's sweet buddy, but if you want that buzz lightyear rocket, we are going to have to find a way to get you to sleep in your bed, without mommy's hair&lt;/em&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Think we are going to have to get him a "night time doll or something" or just wait it out seems like each night he stays in his bed a little bit longer but just having a problem going back to sleep by his self without Mommy's hair, when he wakes up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;♥♥♥♥♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; Tre has this "game" if you want to call it that, that he plays with me, he has been doing it for a month or longer,it has tapered off here lately only happening occasionally. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But he gets all sweet and cocks his head in the way that he knows i love, and says &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;i luv yeww mom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and i say "&lt;em&gt;i love you&lt;/em&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;then he says "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;you luh me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and i say "&lt;em&gt;we're a happy family&lt;/em&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and he sings "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;with a breat big hug n a kiss from me to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;we both do the kiss noise and we both sing "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;wont you say you love me too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" lol for a minute there he was doing this like at LEAST 10 times a day... ahhhh!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it's still pretty cute though and of course i love to hear that he loves me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;:o) hee hee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-1497467134352794122?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/1497467134352794122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/08/tre-says-what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/1497467134352794122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/1497467134352794122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/08/tre-says-what.html' title='Tre Says WHAT?'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-720628949776162319</id><published>2010-07-29T09:29:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T11:31:57.184-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tre Pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me Pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Embrace the Camera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From Tre&apos;s mouth'/><title type='text'>"I no like it"</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.andersonfamilycrew.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i294.photobucket.com/albums/mm99/emilymaeanderson/Embrace_the_camera-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TFGCjyjb6wI/AAAAAAAAAV0/05Hts6mEuE0/s1600/38792_446095542812_661102812_6081561_6556179_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;after about a 10 minute struggle trying to get him to WANT to take a picture with me... this is what we got.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499320171373521666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TFGCjyjb6wI/AAAAAAAAAV0/05Hts6mEuE0/s400/38792_446095542812_661102812_6081561_6556179_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TFGCjrC_57I/AAAAAAAAAVs/-Eb43HD7goo/s1600/38792_446095527812_661102812_6081560_8337783_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499320169358419890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TFGCjrC_57I/AAAAAAAAAVs/-Eb43HD7goo/s400/38792_446095527812_661102812_6081560_8337783_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TFGCjcI0eDI/AAAAAAAAAVk/fDi-Gvmfo1Y/s1600/38792_446095587812_661102812_6081568_7938722_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499320165356304434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TFGCjcI0eDI/AAAAAAAAAVk/fDi-Gvmfo1Y/s400/38792_446095587812_661102812_6081568_7938722_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;He kept saying he no like taking pictures. This drives me insane because i have had a camera in this childs face from the time he was born because i wanted him to be USE to the camera not shy away from it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;for the most part my child is a HAM but other times he just "no like it" i guess it depends on his mood... lord tell me he isn't moody like his momma!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-720628949776162319?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/720628949776162319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-no-like-it.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/720628949776162319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/720628949776162319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-no-like-it.html' title='&quot;I no like it&quot;'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TFGCjyjb6wI/AAAAAAAAAV0/05Hts6mEuE0/s72-c/38792_446095542812_661102812_6081561_6556179_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-1668370741843721121</id><published>2010-07-28T10:36:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T14:49:54.191-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaylin Faith'/><title type='text'>28 Weeks check up - THE THIRD TRIMESTER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well here I am, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3rd trimester&lt;/span&gt; and well on my way to having &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;baby number 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... Babycenter says that if I like most woman i will gain &lt;em&gt;11 pounds&lt;/em&gt; in this trimester... &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHOOA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! When i went for my check up this morning i had &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LOST&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 5 pounds! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Last time i was in there i weighed 160 and this time only 155, &lt;em&gt;whats up with that&lt;/em&gt; you say? well it's the diet i am on to control my diabetes! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NO MORE HAMBURGERS AND FRIES AND MILKSHAKES AND ICE CREAM OR APPLE PIES AND HOT FUDGE CAKES!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*sighh*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but it will be worth it... &lt;em&gt;SO WORTH IT&lt;/em&gt; when i get to meet my &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;beautiful princess Kaylin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dr. Scobee said the pregnancy and the baby are still looking great, my measurement from pelvic bone to sternum was&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; perfect&lt;/span&gt; and her heart rate great (although i forgot to ask what it was) it sounded like it was a &lt;em&gt;good pace&lt;/em&gt;, and &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;STRONG&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;They went ahead and scheduled the ultra sound i was suppose to have around 32 weeks for Aug 10 so we can see if the placenta has moved away from the cervix. I hope that it has! and i hope that it detaches easily during child birth, if it doesn't i can expect some heavy &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;bleeding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;... ughh just one more thing to worry about out of all the possibilities!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Per BabyCenter.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"&lt;a href="http://email.babycenter.com/servlet/cc6?IHIPJQYSQCTDVHuHgKHxOHgltHgKtHOQJhuVaVTDWVmkLjXpKVT3zfrLWn"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;By this week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://email.babycenter.com/servlet/cc6?IHIPJQYSQCTDVHuHgKHxOHgltHgKtHOQJhuVaVTDWVmkLjXpKVT3zfrLWn"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;, your baby weighs two&lt;br /&gt;and a quarter pounds&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://email.babycenter.com/servlet/cc6?IHIPJQYSQCTDVHuHgKHxOHgltHgKtHOQJhuVaVTDYVmkLjXpKVT3zfrLWn"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;like a Chinese cabbage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://email.babycenter.com/servlet/cc6?IHIPJQYSQCTDVHuHgKHxOHgltHgKtHOQJhuVaVTDWVmkLjXpKVT3zfrLWn"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;) and measures&lt;br /&gt;14.8 inches from the top of her&lt;br /&gt;head to her heels. She can open and close her&lt;br /&gt;eyes, which &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://email.babycenter.com/servlet/cc6?IHIPJQYSQCTDVHuHgKHxOHgltHgKtHOQJhuVaVTDAVmkLjXpKVT3zfrLWn"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;now sport lashes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://email.babycenter.com/servlet/cc6?IHIPJQYSQCTDVHuHgKHxOHgltHgKtHOQJhuVaVTDWVmkLjXpKVT3zfrLWn"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. This movement is&lt;br /&gt;more of a reflexive&lt;br /&gt;blink than a deliberate opening and closing, but it won't be&lt;br /&gt;long before&lt;br /&gt;she's batting those beauties at you. With her eyesight developing,&lt;br /&gt;she may&lt;br /&gt;be able to see the light that filters in through your womb. She's also&lt;br /&gt;developing billions of neurons in her brain and adding more body fat in&lt;br /&gt;preparation for life in the outside&lt;br /&gt;world."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whew... seems like ever since we found out what baby girl is, time has been &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;FLYING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; by - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;August&lt;/span&gt; calendar is so freakin full of doctor appointments and classes and meetings etc. the only class i signed up for with Tre was "Labor and delivery" but we &lt;em&gt;never made it&lt;/em&gt; because instead of heading to the hospital for the class, we were heading to the hospital to have a &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;baby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Back then those classes costed so i lost &lt;strong&gt;30 bucks&lt;/strong&gt;... THANKS TRE! lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;now the classes are &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;free&lt;/span&gt; and i am trying to take advantage of that aspect which is new this time 'round. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i signed up, with a friend, to take the "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;'s of &lt;em&gt;breastfeeding&lt;/em&gt;" i think i am going to try a &lt;strong&gt;bit&lt;/strong&gt; harder this time around with the breastfeeding... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dont know why, maybe its &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;guilt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; that i didnt do with Tre or maybe i just want to hope that a breastfed baby isn't as sick as Tre was when he was little... whatever it is, i feel more compelled this time to try and &lt;em&gt;REALLY&lt;/em&gt; give it a shot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tre probably sucked on my nipple less that 60 seconds total before i was like "OK GIVE HIM A BOTTLE" so im going to go to this class and learn how to do something that is suppose to come &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;natural &lt;/span&gt;and suck it up!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM GOING TO BREASTFEED THIS BABY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(at least for a few weeks)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Other classes i have signed up for are &lt;strong&gt;infant CPR&lt;/strong&gt; cause i was and am &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;terrified&lt;/span&gt; of a child choking and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Sibling&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; so we can do whatever it takes to make Tre feel &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;special&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and not &lt;em&gt;unwanted&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i really think Tre &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(as loving as he is)&lt;/span&gt; will make a &lt;em&gt;great&lt;/em&gt; big brother and will love his sister but i dont want to take any chances that &lt;strong&gt;WE&lt;/strong&gt;, being mark and i say or do something to make him feel less important without us knowing we did that. Not that we WOULD but you know... just gonna be prepared the best way we know how!&lt;a href="http://email.babycenter.com/servlet/cc6?IHIPJQYSQCTDVHuHgKHxOHgltHgKtHOQJhuVaVTDWVmkLjXpKVT3zfrLWn"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-1668370741843721121?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/1668370741843721121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/07/28-weeks-check-up-third-trimester.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/1668370741843721121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/1668370741843721121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/07/28-weeks-check-up-third-trimester.html' title='28 Weeks check up - THE THIRD TRIMESTER!'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-5908367766265701210</id><published>2010-07-26T11:20:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T13:03:39.408-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tre Pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me Pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Pics'/><title type='text'>Our Family Waiting on a Princess to be Born!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498246775124171346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TE2yT562mlI/AAAAAAAAAVU/8edbM3nj0D8/s400/14312.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498246768162258706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TE2yTf_APxI/AAAAAAAAAVM/rLOZwlfhOvI/s400/1439.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498246781855384066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TE2yUS_swgI/AAAAAAAAAVc/-00qPXsvqQM/s400/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TE2vX8Seq-I/AAAAAAAAAVE/QFo1d0bKqFM/s1600/14311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498242480447261986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TE2uZ7AFjSI/AAAAAAAAAUs/uk-qVuIjN54/s400/1436.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TE2tsOkPIII/AAAAAAAAAUk/_UEYP5qKhSE/s1600/1435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498241695425175682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TE2tsOkPIII/AAAAAAAAAUk/_UEYP5qKhSE/s400/1435.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-5908367766265701210?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/5908367766265701210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/07/our-family-waiting-on-princess-to-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/5908367766265701210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/5908367766265701210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/07/our-family-waiting-on-princess-to-be.html' title='Our Family Waiting on a Princess to be Born!'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TE2yT562mlI/AAAAAAAAAVU/8edbM3nj0D8/s72-c/14312.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-4236478106183775877</id><published>2010-07-24T10:02:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T10:09:12.749-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me Pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Being a mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaylin Faith'/><title type='text'>Pregnant Belly Pictures - Kaylin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TErzTDo1BEI/AAAAAAAAAUc/L0pi_2aZNH4/s1600/5+weeks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TErzTDo1BEI/AAAAAAAAAUc/L0pi_2aZNH4/s400/5+weeks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497473803878728770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;5 weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TErzS2cXt1I/AAAAAAAAAUU/3biukY-icGI/s1600/9+weeks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TErzS2cXt1I/AAAAAAAAAUU/3biukY-icGI/s400/9+weeks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497473800336815954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;9 weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TErzSTcyiVI/AAAAAAAAAUM/UGe8ey50nII/s1600/13+weeks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TErzSTcyiVI/AAAAAAAAAUM/UGe8ey50nII/s400/13+weeks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497473790943332690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;13 weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TErzR84UiqI/AAAAAAAAAUE/T5v945zhcqE/s1600/17+weeks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TErzR84UiqI/AAAAAAAAAUE/T5v945zhcqE/s400/17+weeks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497473784884791970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;17 weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TErzRiqlCYI/AAAAAAAAAT8/XxWx6g93DYo/s1600/21+weeks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496737353872570674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TEhVgBkx-TI/AAAAAAAAAT0/2-SmY-tMvBw/s400/1431.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You should join in the fun as well! :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.andersonfamilycrew.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i294.photobucket.com/albums/mm99/emilymaeanderson/Embrace_the_camera-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-4652391150831081510?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/4652391150831081510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/07/embracing-i-love-my-baby-boy.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/4652391150831081510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/4652391150831081510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/07/embracing-i-love-my-baby-boy.html' title='Embracing - i love my baby boy'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TEhVgBkx-TI/AAAAAAAAAT0/2-SmY-tMvBw/s72-c/1431.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-4692926202072191561</id><published>2010-07-16T10:34:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T11:18:40.436-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tre growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From Tre&apos;s mouth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Being a mom'/><title type='text'>Proud Momma Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;At the eye specialist last night I walked in and immediately scouted a place for Tre to sit and occupy himself since i knew i was going to need a few minutes to fill out paperwork and not pay total attention to him. So as soon as i walked in i laid out the expectations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Tre, mommy has to fill out papers so i need you to sit right here and don't move, you can play with these toys and I'll be done in just a minute, make sure you play quietly so you don't disrupt, OK?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Tre said "OK i play with rocket, right here."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i let him bring in his little Einsteins rocket ship so he would feel comfortable and in case they didn't have toys there - thank goodness they did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i went on to fill out all my new patient papers and get him signed in, handing over insurance cards and payments etc. and while i am sitting there filling out my paper work, this little boy probably about 4 or 5, just a little bit older than Tre comes up to him and says "hi, what's your name?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Tre looks at him then looks at his mommy and says "Tre" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;the little boy says "can i play with you" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Tre says "Sure" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;so they start play and his mommy says "tell him your name".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tre says "What your name?" to which he replies... " Josten" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i asked Tre if he could say Josten and i guess he was too busy are to excited to play because he ignored me and they got down on the floor and started playing with the toys. only a few moments went by before Josten decided Tre's rocket looked really cool and asked him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:130%;" &gt;"Can i play with your rocket?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;OMG only a few seconds, probably not even seconds but milliseconds went by from the time the question was asked till the response came from Tre's mouth but i immediately looked up from my papers and was thinking... oh goodness, please be nice, please don't say something nasty or rude... because as attached as he has been to this rocket for the past week or so i just KNEW he was going to be real protective over it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Tre looked at his mommy, looked at him and then looked at me... but i had put my head back into my papers cause i didn't want to influence his decision, i wanted to see what he would say on his own with his own reasoning... not that... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MOMMY IS LOOKING AT ME ALL CRAZY, I BETTER SHARE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So finally after the few milliseconds that went by and all this happened and all that went through my head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Tre finally answers the little boy by saying "uhhh... sure" and hands over his precious rocket. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I was so excited to see that he shared with him and was able to do it without my influence. Talk about a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;proud momma moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;... i was beaming with pride like.. LOOK AT MY SHARING THREE YEAR OLD!!! he is such a good boy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;so immediately after he handed his rocket over to the little boy i praised him for an awesome job sharing, to which he also ignored cause he was too busy playing.&lt;br /&gt;They played really good together, since the other little boy was a bit older he was a bit bossier but Tre didn't seem to mind, they would playing "jail" and he would tell Tre who goes to jail and who doesn't, Tre would then send those deserving ones... to jail or the toy box - which was an awesome method of cleaning up! haha love the multitasking! Even when the little boy would tell him "no, that's mine!" Tre would say "ok" and move to something else instead of fighting over it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;well i have wrap it up cause my little one is crying his face off "I want you" - duty calls! :o) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-4692926202072191561?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/4692926202072191561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/07/proud-momma-moment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/4692926202072191561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/4692926202072191561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/07/proud-momma-moment.html' title='Proud Momma Moment'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-3755369103604173900</id><published>2010-07-15T09:34:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T09:02:42.721-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tre Pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me Pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Embrace the Camera'/><title type='text'>My Tre n I</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.andersonfamilycrew.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i294.photobucket.com/albums/mm99/emilymaeanderson/Embrace_the_camera-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 267px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494126800196929570" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TD8PNzSxCCI/AAAAAAAAATs/eigLAfSxQO8/s400/143.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My poor little buddy STILL has pink eye.. this is the longest ever episode i have ever had to deal with, and it has gotten so bad that his little tear duct is so inflammed it's bleeding or seeping blood... i feel so bad for him! so here is a picture from before he got all crusty! :o( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;UPDATE on Tre's Pinkeye - we have to go see an eye specialist today at 6... ughhh (Between me and Tre)that is one doctor appointment for everyday this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;UPDATE2: We went to the specialist and he said the bleeding was caused from the other eye drop and to stop giving him those. no tears or cuts in his lens so that's great! just a bad case of the pink eye caused from a virus. im so ready for this to be gone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-3755369103604173900?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/3755369103604173900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-tre-n-i.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/3755369103604173900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/3755369103604173900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-tre-n-i.html' title='My Tre n I'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TD8PNzSxCCI/AAAAAAAAATs/eigLAfSxQO8/s72-c/143.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-6793855913859002262</id><published>2010-07-14T10:44:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T14:16:43.588-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaylin Faith'/><title type='text'>Gestational Diabetes - 26 week check up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Monday i went back to the doctor to take my 3 hour glucose test, drank my glucola and almost immediately felt sick... sick to my stomach and a little light headed, and i have noticed if eat sugary things without anything else i feel the same way... i did that with Tre too but i didn't know that's what it was until NOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TD3NsnhO9BI/AAAAAAAAATk/wgAVcMgdrwk/s1600/38250_439714892812_661102812_5906207_4610383_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 201px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493773286868186130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TD3NsnhO9BI/AAAAAAAAATk/wgAVcMgdrwk/s400/38250_439714892812_661102812_5906207_4610383_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; My sister, the great sister that she is came and sat with me for the 4 hours we had to sit there... and we talked and played who wants to be a millionaire and looked at gossip magazines and talked about her going to college and her boyfriend and my work and pretty much everything! lol it was fun hanging out with her even tho i felt GROSS but it made the time go by much faster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ANYWAYS i got the results back today at my 26 week check up and of course i failed the glucose screen so i have to go visit the damn endocrinologist - i am so not looking forward to this and everyone keeps saying it's only a couple of months blah blah blah but who knows if this time the diabetes will actually GO AWAY. i don't usually have pity parties... but i am having one right now... i can't help but think how unfair this all is that i am predisposed to have diabetes and i am the healthiest person i know... aside from my friend les who eats right and exercises and doesn't put chemicals in her body... yet I AM THE ONE who has to deal with this shit. UGHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i have an appointment Friday at 315... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;On a more positive note: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here is what is going on with the ever developing Kaylin - &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;per BabyCenter.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"&lt;a href="http://email.babycenter.com/servlet/cc6?IHIPJQWDQCURVHuHgKHxOHgltHgKtHOQJhuVaVSRRVmkLjXpKVT3zfrLWn"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;The network of nerves in your baby's ears is better&lt;br /&gt;developed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://email.babycenter.com/servlet/cc6?IHIPJQWDQCURVHuHgKHxOHgltHgKtHOQJhuVaVSRRVmkLjXpKVT3zfrLWn"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt; and more sensitive than before. He may&lt;br /&gt;now be able to hear both your voice and your partner's as you chat with each&lt;br /&gt;other. He's inhaling and exhaling small amounts of amniotic fluid, which is&lt;br /&gt;essential for the development of his lungs. These so-called breathing movements&lt;br /&gt;are also good practice for when he's born and takes that first gulp of air. And&lt;br /&gt;he's continuing to put on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://email.babycenter.com/servlet/cc6?IHIPJQWDQCURVHuHgKHxOHgltHgKtHOQJhuVaVSRSVmkLjXpKVT3zfrLWn"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;baby fat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://email.babycenter.com/servlet/cc6?IHIPJQWDQCURVHuHgKHxOHgltHgKtHOQJhuVaVSRRVmkLjXpKVT3zfrLWn"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;. He now weighs about a pound&lt;br /&gt;and two-thirds and measures 14 inches (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://email.babycenter.com/servlet/cc6?IHIPJQWDQCURVHuHgKHxOHgltHgKtHOQJhuVaVSRTVmkLjXpKVT3zfrLWn"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;an English hothouse cucumber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://email.babycenter.com/servlet/cc6?IHIPJQWDQCURVHuHgKHxOHgltHgKtHOQJhuVaVSRRVmkLjXpKVT3zfrLWn"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;) from&lt;br /&gt;head to heel. If you're having a boy, his testicles are beginning to descend&lt;br /&gt;into his scrotum — a trip that will take two to three days."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My doctor says other than the gestational diabetes the pregnancy looks great, my weight gain, blood pressure etc. all PERFECT and where they should be. They are going to do another ultra sound at 32 weeks to see what the placenta previa looks like but he isn't really worried about it because it wasn't fully covering the cervix during my 20 week ultra sound.  so there ya have it... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;im depressed. :o(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-6793855913859002262?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/6793855913859002262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/07/gestational-diabetes-26-week-check-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/6793855913859002262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/6793855913859002262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/07/gestational-diabetes-26-week-check-up.html' title='Gestational Diabetes - 26 week check up'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TD3NsnhO9BI/AAAAAAAAATk/wgAVcMgdrwk/s72-c/38250_439714892812_661102812_5906207_4610383_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-8408938181679509269</id><published>2010-07-12T14:46:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T15:12:28.367-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life changing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>It's Our Anniversary!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TDy2zUJi6SI/AAAAAAAAATc/rG7aeOb1Y7c/s1600/14310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 696px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493466638183491874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TDy2zUJi6SI/AAAAAAAAATc/rG7aeOb1Y7c/s400/14310.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;16 years together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;7 years married&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3 years of them being a "real" family of 3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and only about 12 weeks or so till we meet our daughter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(OMG i just said our daughter!!! AAHHHHhhhh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;July 12th has always been &lt;em&gt;our&lt;/em&gt; date! We got together on that date, we got engaged on that date and we even got married on that date... i think good things happen on this day!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I would love to be where we were 7 years ago today. Right now i would have been getting my hair and make up done in Islamorada, Florida Keys - ahhh that was so awesome. not just because it was MY wedding be seriously it was the best wedding i have ever been to. LOL everyone who went down with us says that was the best wedding or vacation or whatever it was to them... so i am proud of that! seriously WHO COULD BE STRESSED OUT IN THE KEYS?!?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I would love to be where we were 5 years ago when we went on a 2 week vacation to cocoa beach, Florida and Orlando, Florida and 4 day cruise to the bahamas! that was amazing - just AMAZING!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I would love to have been where we were even 9 years ago today - Right now we would have probably just arrived and in a few hours we'd been walking the streets of "boys town" in San Diego, California... where Mark was getting more looks from the boys than i was!!! and where he also had a secret agenda to ask me to marry him on the beach, so us not being able to get to the beach was really disappointing for him so at around sunset we had walked all the way down to the San Diego Zoo and was getting ready to turn around and come back and before we did i took a break on a bus stop bench, where he proceeded to get on one knee and ask me to be his wife and make him happy for the rest of his life. We cried and yeah... were engaged!! Awesomeness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Just about all of our anniversaries have had some kind of Vacation or awesome event planned around it... but this year - we are on a budget that is so tight - it makes getting a hambuger from McDonalds a CHALLENGE!! lol but it's all worth it because the life we have made for ourselves and all the years we have been together this year is going to be right up there with the bests!! Our little girl is going to be born in a couple of months and i can't wait to see our family of four! i have this mental image of what we look like but seeing it for yourself is so different. I CANT WAIT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-8408938181679509269?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/8408938181679509269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-our-anniversary.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/8408938181679509269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/8408938181679509269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-our-anniversary.html' title='It&apos;s Our Anniversary!'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TDy2zUJi6SI/AAAAAAAAATc/rG7aeOb1Y7c/s72-c/14310.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-2985883506570090290</id><published>2010-07-09T10:00:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T10:35:40.884-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOL Worthy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From Tre&apos;s mouth'/><title type='text'>He got the pink eye</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So Tre has had a snotty nose for a couple / few days now, this is the first time since the beginning of spring that he has been sick and I'm not really sure where he got it from, although we have been around a mass load of people since it was the holiday over the weekend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It hasn't caused any disrupting events, such as Tre acting sick or not looking like he feels good or running a fever or anything like that.... until this morning when he woke up with BOTH eyes crusted together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;poor thing tried for like 5 minutes to open his eyes, rubbing them and picking at them until i finally decided it wasn't just regular ol' morning eye boogers and told him i would go get something to wipe them clean... when i come back and start getting to work on those crusties i told him to be still so i could help his eyes and he said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"OH GREAT... i got boooogers in my eyes!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-2985883506570090290?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/2985883506570090290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/07/he-got-pink-eye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/2985883506570090290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/2985883506570090290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/07/he-got-pink-eye.html' title='He got the pink eye'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-4581315770437560396</id><published>2010-07-08T12:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T12:31:25.062-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tre Pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Embrace the Camera'/><title type='text'>Embrace the Camera</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.andersonfamilycrew.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i294.photobucket.com/albums/mm99/emilymaeanderson/Embrace_the_camera-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TDX84_J51zI/AAAAAAAAATU/vg_lHCO3VuM/s1600/July+4th+weekend+2010+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491573376604034866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TDX84_J51zI/AAAAAAAAATU/vg_lHCO3VuM/s400/July+4th+weekend+2010+041.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Fourth of July: Tre n I making a "T" with our morning gloring sparkler!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-4581315770437560396?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/4581315770437560396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/07/embrace-camera.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/4581315770437560396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/4581315770437560396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/07/embrace-camera.html' title='Embrace the Camera'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TDX84_J51zI/AAAAAAAAATU/vg_lHCO3VuM/s72-c/July+4th+weekend+2010+041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-2998873520126704320</id><published>2010-07-06T16:27:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T11:35:45.916-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tre Pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Pictures 4th of July Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TDUr61o2clI/AAAAAAAAATM/UWj2rkbDXJA/s1600/July+4th+weekend+2010+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491343610479014482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TDUr61o2clI/AAAAAAAAATM/UWj2rkbDXJA/s400/July+4th+weekend+2010+081.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sparkler &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TDUr6ZiR5DI/AAAAAAAAATE/6l4FStiTP_Y/s1600/July+4th+weekend+2010+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491343602935260210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TDUr6ZiR5DI/AAAAAAAAATE/6l4FStiTP_Y/s400/July+4th+weekend+2010+054.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Our &lt;strong&gt;Family&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TDUr5bQ9AJI/AAAAAAAAAS8/HBE4Od1hNG4/s1600/July+4th+weekend+2010+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491343586219589778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TDUr5bQ9AJI/AAAAAAAAAS8/HBE4Od1hNG4/s400/July+4th+weekend+2010+052.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TDUr4xI84yI/AAAAAAAAAS0/skeKNmntnZY/s1600/July+4th+weekend+2010+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491343574911738658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TDUr4xI84yI/AAAAAAAAAS0/skeKNmntnZY/s400/July+4th+weekend+2010+050.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;FAAAABOLOUS&lt;/span&gt;!!! lol i love this picture and crack up everytime i see it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TDUr4ZGkXOI/AAAAAAAAASs/HOuW19qbN_E/s1600/July+4th+weekend+2010+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 552px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 413px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491343568459291874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TDUr4ZGkXOI/AAAAAAAAASs/HOuW19qbN_E/s400/July+4th+weekend+2010+035.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Handsome boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TDUqpAPGG0I/AAAAAAAAASk/mjXEkliAiGY/s1600/July+4th+weekend+2010+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 442px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 589px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491342204574505794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TDUqpAPGG0I/AAAAAAAAASk/mjXEkliAiGY/s400/July+4th+weekend+2010+031.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Helpin his &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;best friend&lt;/span&gt; out of her seat belt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TDUqo0pcEmI/AAAAAAAAASc/ISS_SUe8J_k/s1600/July+4th+weekend+2010+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 451px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 601px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491342201463771746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TDUqo0pcEmI/AAAAAAAAASc/ISS_SUe8J_k/s400/July+4th+weekend+2010+030.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TDUqoYQWyLI/AAAAAAAAASU/f0W9ljWhi4M/s1600/July+4th+weekend+2010+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 530px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 397px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491342193842374834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TDUqoYQWyLI/AAAAAAAAASU/f0W9ljWhi4M/s400/July+4th+weekend+2010+027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Wonder what he is thinking about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TDUqoA-eWTI/AAAAAAAAASM/orfj1tlmm6c/s1600/July+4th+weekend+2010+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 453px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 604px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491342187593357618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TDUqoA-eWTI/AAAAAAAAASM/orfj1tlmm6c/s400/July+4th+weekend+2010+023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sleepy&lt;/strong&gt; Boy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TDUqnSwYK5I/AAAAAAAAASE/jH4hTqT3iNg/s1600/July+4th+weekend+2010+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 520px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 389px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491342175186201490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TDUqnSwYK5I/AAAAAAAAASE/jH4hTqT3iNg/s400/July+4th+weekend+2010+013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; The kids on a &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hot&lt;/span&gt; day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TDUp9bxu6ZI/AAAAAAAAAR0/9wcu8WJdDD8/s1600/July+4th+weekend+2010+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491341456053299602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TDUp9bxu6ZI/AAAAAAAAAR0/9wcu8WJdDD8/s400/July+4th+weekend+2010+040.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;OWNED&lt;/span&gt; by a Morning Glory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TDORzoRPLpI/AAAAAAAAARk/04DiqKkyvKQ/s1600/37386_436733097812_661102812_5830874_4548249_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490892686863838866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TDORzoRPLpI/AAAAAAAAARk/04DiqKkyvKQ/s400/37386_436733097812_661102812_5830874_4548249_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; The &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Arms&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Family&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Chalk&lt;/em&gt; Style&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(Funny, &lt;em&gt;Chalk&lt;/em&gt; Manda doesn't look 6 months pregnant!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Our neighbor came out while we were doing this and said...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Oh My GOD! I have seen it ALL now!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-2998873520126704320?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/2998873520126704320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/07/pictures-4th-of-july-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/2998873520126704320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/2998873520126704320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/07/pictures-4th-of-july-weekend.html' title='Pictures 4th of July Weekend'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TDUr61o2clI/AAAAAAAAATM/UWj2rkbDXJA/s72-c/July+4th+weekend+2010+081.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-8351947483379766529</id><published>2010-07-01T09:15:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T09:55:40.821-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tre Pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just ME'/><title type='text'>2 tears and a hand full of COOKIES!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.andersonfamilycrew.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i294.photobucket.com/albums/mm99/emilymaeanderson/Embrace_the_camera-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We are pouting this week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488925886727679522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TCyVAyzZbiI/AAAAAAAAARc/_yKuQrYgUcc/s400/36646_435638247812_661102812_5803730_40277_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday of this week i went (like a good girl) to get my glucose tested since i am about that time in the pregnancy to do so. i had gestational diabetes with my first born and it SUCKED!! i had to give myself insulin shots 3 times a day, and STARVE for eating healthy foods and not only that but you have to prick your fingers like before and after every friggin time you eat!! &lt;p&gt;So needless to say i am very unhappy when my doctors office calls and tells me that i need to take the 3 hour test because my glucose screen was 187... normal is 130-140!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When i got home last night after work i was pretty depressed about it, i cried 2 tears over it and ate about 10 fudge stripe cookies to mend my sorrow. UGHHHH eating is my vice people.... take that away from me and i don't know how to act. it's like crack heads being CUT OFF!! I'll start to itch and will do anything to get my goods! LOL naw it's not that bad but i was seriously hoping that since i had it the first time, i wouldn't have it again this time but you better believe i am NEVER, NEVER EVER getting pregnant again... I AM DONE! knowing that this is inevitable and i am going to have it every time... I'M DONE! thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-8351947483379766529?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/8351947483379766529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/07/2-tears-and-hand-full-of-cookies.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/8351947483379766529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/8351947483379766529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/07/2-tears-and-hand-full-of-cookies.html' title='2 tears and a hand full of COOKIES!'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TCyVAyzZbiI/AAAAAAAAARc/_yKuQrYgUcc/s72-c/36646_435638247812_661102812_5803730_40277_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-4321440163988749666</id><published>2010-06-25T13:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T13:43:49.166-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tre Pics'/><title type='text'>It's like a WEEKEND during the WEEK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TCTkV0hFQyI/AAAAAAAAARU/w7zVfXiA0uY/s1600/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486761309569893154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TCTkV0hFQyI/AAAAAAAAARU/w7zVfXiA0uY/s400/9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TCTkVOxfjyI/AAAAAAAAARM/47aJ6bAlPIQ/s1600/99.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486761299438178082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TCTkVOxfjyI/AAAAAAAAARM/47aJ6bAlPIQ/s400/99.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TCTkUovCXKI/AAAAAAAAARE/q0f53KY9XMM/s1600/999.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486761289227328674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TCTkUovCXKI/AAAAAAAAARE/q0f53KY9XMM/s400/999.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TCTkULYK7_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/C7ugVSkzNaQ/s1600/9999.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486761281346793458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TCTkULYK7_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/C7ugVSkzNaQ/s400/9999.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TCTkT_R8LlI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/22kIu0xsQu4/s1600/99999.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486761278099435090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TCTkT_R8LlI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/22kIu0xsQu4/s400/99999.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday my sister, her boyfriend and my little brother all went for a PLAY day!! She picked him up at about 9 in the morning and didn't drop him off till about 430ish and of course by the time he came home he was WORE OUT and also KNOCKED OUT! lol he took a THREE HOUR NAP!! hellz yeah! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day started with going swimming and getting all water logged from splashing and playing, then they had chicken nuggets and went to Chuck E Cheese, you know, where a kid can be a kid, while there they had word world on the tv and linz said he stopped in his tracks to watch it after they left there they went and got an ice cream cone!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i told her to send me lots of pics cause i wanted to be updated on the amount of fun they were having, i was told that he was scared of Chuck E Cheese and he was saying all kinds of funny stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I gave the girl 30 bucks to have fun with and she only ended up spending 10! lol my little thrifty prodigy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after his nap he woke up talking about muffins and how he wanted one and i told him that we had dinner right here, have some chicken. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He whined for about 10 minutes about that one, i was pretty perplexed as to how he wakes up and immediately thinks he is getting a muffin! lol but anyway he eventually ended up eating his dinner all up like a big boy and got big boy muscles... oh i mean... BIG BATMAN MUSCLES! lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later that night he was talking about all the fun he had with his aunt Linzy and uncle Hunter and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he said "what's her name?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i said "Linzy?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he said while crinkling his eyebrows like i was stupid, "NOOO Zach!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i said "oohhh, you like Zach?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he said "yeahh"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's funny, he is all the time backwards on his "HIS" and "HERS" all the boys are hers and all the girls are hims... he is also backwards on blue and yellow... he knows all the other colors but blue is almost always yellow and yellow is blue. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-4321440163988749666?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/4321440163988749666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-like-weekend-during-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/4321440163988749666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/4321440163988749666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-like-weekend-during-week.html' title='It&apos;s like a WEEKEND during the WEEK!'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TCTkV0hFQyI/AAAAAAAAARU/w7zVfXiA0uY/s72-c/9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-3634650503561881978</id><published>2010-06-24T09:31:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T09:36:07.875-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tre Pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me Pics'/><title type='text'>Embrace the Camera Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.andersonfamilycrew.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i294.photobucket.com/albums/mm99/emilymaeanderson/Embrace_the_camera-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486332577367895890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TCNeaUmqr1I/AAAAAAAAAP8/TZ5dDlMNqbM/s400/arms+059xbwsmall.jpg" /&gt;We got our family photos done last night, our only 2nd time with the family of 3 and our last before we are a family of four! it just happened to be the hottest day of the year and of course for perfect natual lighting you gotta be outside!! Kara did a great job and this is just one of im sure MANY that i will love! she has posted a few on her blog as well take a look.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kararuckerphotography.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;http://kararuckerphotography.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-3634650503561881978?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/3634650503561881978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/06/embrace-camera-thursday.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/3634650503561881978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/3634650503561881978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/06/embrace-camera-thursday.html' title='Embrace the Camera Thursday'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TCNeaUmqr1I/AAAAAAAAAP8/TZ5dDlMNqbM/s72-c/arms+059xbwsmall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-2779392211029859632</id><published>2010-06-23T21:22:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T15:06:18.529-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tre Pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tre growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From Tre&apos;s mouth'/><title type='text'>New Vocab</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN-TOP: 10px; FONT: 10pt trebuchet ms; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pictures.sprintpcs.com//mmps/RECIPIENT/008_35272f075a23a3bb_1/2?inviteToken=dEYrYH72h7UWN5eYh8Yk&amp;amp;limitsize=258,258&amp;amp;outquality=90&amp;amp;squareoutput=255,255,255&amp;amp;ext=.jpg&amp;amp;iconifyVideo=true&amp;amp;wm=1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tre and his more &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;adult&lt;/span&gt; lanuage is cracking me up.&lt;br /&gt;The other day he was eating something and he said "ohhh mom that is delicious!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok REALLY where did it get &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;THAT&lt;/span&gt; from because i dont even use that word! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also uses during conversation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"I dont think so"&lt;br /&gt;"I guess so"&lt;br /&gt;"maybe"&lt;br /&gt;"I think that'd be alright"&lt;br /&gt;"sure"&lt;br /&gt;"i dont know"&lt;br /&gt;"im not sure"&lt;br /&gt;"excuse me"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh and he also quotes the (i think it's the) Best Buy commercial... WOW THAT'S A LOW PRICE! my little booger is so silly!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also the child really knows how to work me now a days... he give me flowers and when he wants me to do something for him he always cocks his head so cutely and says "PUHLEEZE.... PUHLEEZE MOM" its the most adorablest thing and i really have to stop giving in to it so quickly cause he is going to think he can do this at every thing! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-2779392211029859632?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/2779392211029859632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-vocab.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/2779392211029859632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/2779392211029859632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-vocab.html' title='New Vocab'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-7248488909850214683</id><published>2010-06-23T14:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T19:14:32.857-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 0px; height: 0px; visibility: hidden;" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI3NzQwMjM*MjkzMyZwdD*xMjc3NDAyMzk5OTQ4JnA9MTc3MDYxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTImbz*1ODUzYjQ3MjMyYjQ*/MTRhOWExNTJmZDU4M2IxNWI*YiZvZj*w.gif" width="0" border="0" height="0" /&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.widdlytinks.com/phototinks/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Digital Scrapbooking at WiddlyTinks.com" src="http://img227.imageshack.us/img227/597/brownandpink51241358527.jpg" width="350" border="0" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-7248488909850214683?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/7248488909850214683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/06/digital-scrapbooking-photo-tinks-by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/7248488909850214683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/7248488909850214683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/06/digital-scrapbooking-photo-tinks-by.html' title=''/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-5397007586579366149</id><published>2010-06-20T13:37:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T13:13:30.307-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Happy Fathers Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="FONT-FAMILY: verdana" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TCJGjOZZ82I/AAAAAAAAAP0/H_1MDXdE-ms/s1600/34128_431858187812_661102812_5702087_4334734_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486024867064705890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TCJGjOZZ82I/AAAAAAAAAP0/H_1MDXdE-ms/s400/34128_431858187812_661102812_5702087_4334734_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-FAMILY: verdana" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TCJGiqnkHpI/AAAAAAAAAPs/W_wiGiapQWs/s1600/34128_431858207812_661102812_5702088_106497_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486024857460416146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TCJGiqnkHpI/AAAAAAAAAPs/W_wiGiapQWs/s400/34128_431858207812_661102812_5702088_106497_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fathers day weekend was a busy one as are most holidays, traveling from one family to the next but it's always a good time. i love our families! i love my in-laws! NO SERIOUSLY - I DO!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;To the father of my children: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i love that our son looks up to you figuratively and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;literally&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i love the way you kinda light up when &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tre&lt;/span&gt; does something that resembles you or wants to dress like you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i love the way you let &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tre&lt;/span&gt; help you cut the grass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i love the way you make your son smile and laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i love the way you walk in the door from a rough day at work you are all smiles when you see &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tre&lt;/span&gt; and of course &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tre's&lt;/span&gt; reaction to you coming home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i love the way that when Tre&lt;/span&gt; has gotten in trouble and when I'm about to lose it, you take &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tre&lt;/span&gt; aside and try to explain why mommy is upset and your so calm with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i love when you are playing with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tre&lt;/span&gt; and it's just the two of you and you think no one else is around or looking... you totally turn into a big kid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i love that we have made a daughter so that not only will your son look up to you and strive to be like you but you will have a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;daddy's&lt;/span&gt; girl that i know you will always protect. (PROBABLY OVER PROTECT but it's better than the alternative!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i love the person that you are when you are with your son. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; FONT-WEIGHT: boldfont-family:verdana;" &gt;I LOVE YOU AND HOPE YOU HAD A WONDERFUL FATHERS DAY!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;posted late but had to get the pictures up here and of course there is this little thing called TIME, i dont have much of it, do you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-5397007586579366149?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/5397007586579366149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-fathers-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/5397007586579366149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/5397007586579366149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='Happy Fathers Day!'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TCJGjOZZ82I/AAAAAAAAAP0/H_1MDXdE-ms/s72-c/34128_431858187812_661102812_5702087_4334734_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-5907748756269123519</id><published>2010-06-20T13:16:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T13:37:46.115-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tre Pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tre growing up'/><title type='text'>Picture Update from April - June</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TB5PtYvbksI/AAAAAAAAAO8/WgrzbIaf9_c/s1600/June+2010+%28146%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TB5PtYvbksI/AAAAAAAAAO8/WgrzbIaf9_c/s400/June+2010+%28146%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484909037337940674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BELLY FIRST!! my little dare devil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TB5Ps-N6kjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/KG_G2V4jCxQ/s1600/June+2010+%28119%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TB5Ps-N6kjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/KG_G2V4jCxQ/s400/June+2010+%28119%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484909030218043954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Blowing bubbles with mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TB5PrT3V2oI/AAAAAAAAAOs/JDDM0_szaPI/s1600/June+2010+%28115%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TB5PrT3V2oI/AAAAAAAAAOs/JDDM0_szaPI/s400/June+2010+%28115%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484909001669204610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WORE OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TB5PMODOtOI/AAAAAAAAAOk/MV85AvyGTIE/s1600/Tre%27s+3rd+Bday+-+Mothers+Day+2010+106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TB5PMODOtOI/AAAAAAAAAOk/MV85AvyGTIE/s400/Tre%27s+3rd+Bday+-+Mothers+Day+2010+106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484908467532510434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trip to the country for mothers day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TB5PLn03MCI/AAAAAAAAAOc/A0gzQ3ha-v0/s1600/Tre%27s+3rd+Bday+-+Mothers+Day+2010+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TB5PLn03MCI/AAAAAAAAAOc/A0gzQ3ha-v0/s400/Tre%27s+3rd+Bday+-+Mothers+Day+2010+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484908457271701538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random soccer picture... i love the "one with the earth" look here! such a flower child!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TB5PLC0LzcI/AAAAAAAAAOU/UHBMo7BYx6U/s1600/Tre%27s+3rd+Bday+-+Mothers+Day+2010+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TB5PLC0LzcI/AAAAAAAAAOU/UHBMo7BYx6U/s400/Tre%27s+3rd+Bday+-+Mothers+Day+2010+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484908447336746434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An early birthday present from mom and dad since we knew it was going to be raining on your birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TB5PI2FMTYI/AAAAAAAAAOE/dkQGt7Q2B7k/s1600/Tre%27s+3rd+Bday+-+Mothers+Day+2010+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TB5PI2FMTYI/AAAAAAAAAOE/dkQGt7Q2B7k/s400/Tre%27s+3rd+Bday+-+Mothers+Day+2010+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484908409558683010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Playing in the back yard a couple weeks before his birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TB5PJu5cP_I/AAAAAAAAAOM/w9YOSdjfj-M/s1600/Tre%27s+3rd+Bday+-+Mothers+Day+2010+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TB5PJu5cP_I/AAAAAAAAAOM/w9YOSdjfj-M/s400/Tre%27s+3rd+Bday+-+Mothers+Day+2010+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484908424810217458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How old you gonna be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TB5OL8Izj2I/AAAAAAAAAN8/7ZAquDC6Hfo/s1600/April+2010+152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TB5OL8Izj2I/AAAAAAAAAN8/7ZAquDC6Hfo/s400/April+2010+152.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484907363212431202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An April trip to the Louisville Zoo - FACE PAINTING - a MUST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TB5OLYH0FkI/AAAAAAAAAN0/4R-9Hu1eR7w/s1600/April+2010+099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TB5OLYH0FkI/AAAAAAAAAN0/4R-9Hu1eR7w/s400/April+2010+099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484907353544595010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Easter 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TB5OK8Tc7EI/AAAAAAAAANs/r6kHy6XFsP4/s1600/April+2010+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TB5OK8Tc7EI/AAAAAAAAANs/r6kHy6XFsP4/s400/April+2010+038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484907346077215810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm not really sure what all the excitement was about but i like the pic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TB5OKJ3TvpI/AAAAAAAAANk/Muj4ZUi4Cx8/s1600/April+2010+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TB5OKJ3TvpI/AAAAAAAAANk/Muj4ZUi4Cx8/s400/April+2010+031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484907332537400978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mommas&lt;/span&gt; little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;astronaut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TB5OJIariAI/AAAAAAAAANc/zFZBcbhr57g/s1600/April+2010+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TB5OJIariAI/AAAAAAAAANc/zFZBcbhr57g/s400/April+2010+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484907314969020418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An April trip to the Louisville Science Center&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-5907748756269123519?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/5907748756269123519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/06/picture-update-from-april-june.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/5907748756269123519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/5907748756269123519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/06/picture-update-from-april-june.html' title='Picture Update from April - June'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TB5PtYvbksI/AAAAAAAAAO8/WgrzbIaf9_c/s72-c/June+2010+%28146%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-2296479585987684383</id><published>2010-06-15T09:12:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T13:45:13.740-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life changing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Being a mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just ME'/><title type='text'>22 Week Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TBd8feG4vJI/AAAAAAAAAMs/u3UZ0F68jg4/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482987951446604946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TBd8feG4vJI/AAAAAAAAAMs/u3UZ0F68jg4/s320/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482988265725585314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TBd8xw41Z6I/AAAAAAAAAM8/UBUoHfIbxGU/s320/June2010112.jpg" /&gt; At 11 inches and almost 1 pound, your baby is starting to look like a miniature newborn. Her lips, eyelids, and eyebrows are becoming more distinct, and she's even developing tiny tooth buds beneath his gums. His eyes have formed, but her irises (the colored part of the eye) still lack pigment. If you could see inside your womb, you'd be able to spot the fine hair (lanugo) that covers her body and the deep wrinkles on her skin, which she'll sport until she adds a padding of fat to fill them in. Inside her belly, her pancreas — essential for the production of some important hormones — is developing steadily. Per BabyCenter.com &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 389px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 337px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482989832633822642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TBd-M-E3rbI/AAAAAAAAANE/lzYH8EOJ_ik/s200/index.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.babycenter.com/fetal-development-images-22-weeks"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.babycenter.com/fetal-development-images-22-weeks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY DOCTOR VISIT:&lt;/p&gt;So today i was diagnosed with Placenta Previa - Basically the placenta attached to the uterine wall to low and it is partly or fully covering my cervix, thus making it impossible to deliver vaginally... now that's not so bad AND the fact that my doc said only about 1% of cases do not fix themselves, basically as i grow the placenta may grow away from the cervix making it possible to deliver naturally HOWEVER depending on the attachment of the placenta i could have another condition called... placenta something or the other - sorry not very helpful eh! (if you click the link below im sure it will go into detail about that condition and the name of it as well)  lol but if the implantation of the placenta is too deeply embedded and it doesn't detach during delivery i could bleed out. Basically all those women you hear about dying during child birth and stuff - THIS IS THE REASON WHY!! You will either bleed out or they will have to stop the bleeding by doing a hysterectomy to remove the uterus. I don't know about YOU but emergency hysterectomy just doesn't sound PLEASANT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mayoclinic.com/health/placenta-previa/DS00588"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.mayoclinic.com/health/placenta-previa/DS00588&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 305px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483396785513773794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TBjwUvsROuI/AAAAAAAAANU/BT2iwwVGCWo/s400/r7_placentaprevia.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So not a great day at the doctors :o( and poor Mark - it's his birthday today and he basically got told he can't have sex! i told him for his bday that we would still do it as long as he took it easy. but then after that... idk! i dont want to go causing bleeding!! although since finding out i was pregnant i always spot a day or two after sex so this has been the "thing" for some time now but just those words.... vaginal restriction! LOL ughhh until the 3rd trimester ultra sound to determine if the placenta has grown away from the cervix NO SEX &amp;amp; NO VAGINAL EXAMS! OH and to top it all off... they gave me my papers to go and have my glucose test done... between now and the next appointment i am SOO not looking forward to this. Since i had gestational diabetes with Tre - i just KNOW im going to have it again this time! :o( UGH this sucks... im done being pregnant!!! but with the possiblity of a hysterectomy in my future... i MIGHT really and truely be DONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone ever dealt with this or known anyone to go through it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-2296479585987684383?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/2296479585987684383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/06/22-week-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/2296479585987684383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/2296479585987684383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/06/22-week-update.html' title='22 Week Update'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TBd8feG4vJI/AAAAAAAAAMs/u3UZ0F68jg4/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-3042035343401385506</id><published>2010-06-14T21:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T21:50:30.129-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tre Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOL Worthy'/><title type='text'>Something to LOL at....</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-fd9f38d6f853deb" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0fd9f38d6f853deb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331359298%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5C8E8C82D5C49290F7BE0890264FA0CB0CDC93C.5CA664E6CC7DB4EC591518E9B82E7840F372A811%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfd9f38d6f853deb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DvrrLBhNo6b_ngpzmIro14qanXRg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0fd9f38d6f853deb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331359298%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5C8E8C82D5C49290F7BE0890264FA0CB0CDC93C.5CA664E6CC7DB4EC591518E9B82E7840F372A811%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfd9f38d6f853deb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DvrrLBhNo6b_ngpzmIro14qanXRg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(taken April 2010)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;2 things i just love about this video...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;1. how sweet he looks when he cocks his head sideways and says "what's that?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;2. how funny it is that he looks totally grossed out, takes the candy out of his mouth, looks at it like (is this really candy?) and then pops it back into his mouth! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-3042035343401385506?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/3042035343401385506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/06/something-to-lol-at.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/3042035343401385506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/3042035343401385506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/06/something-to-lol-at.html' title='Something to LOL at....'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-3857504966987006136</id><published>2010-06-12T09:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T09:09:33.897-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tre Pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Being a mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaylin Faith'/><title type='text'>The First Sibling Interaction!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TBd6uxFF7bI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WkubB1drzsA/s1600/28799_429124832812_661102812_5621424_3765125_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482986015214136754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TBd6uxFF7bI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WkubB1drzsA/s400/28799_429124832812_661102812_5621424_3765125_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tre felt Kaylin move for the first time... and to my surprise he wasn't disgusted by it or grossed out or anything like i have heard from other parents of multiple children, he actually was excited as you can see in his face above. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When she moved i said "did you feel that?" he said "Yes!" i said "she kicked you!" to which he replied... "I do it 'gin, her kick my hand?" lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-3857504966987006136?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/3857504966987006136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/06/first-sibling-interaction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/3857504966987006136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/3857504966987006136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/06/first-sibling-interaction.html' title='The First Sibling Interaction!'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TBd6uxFF7bI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WkubB1drzsA/s72-c/28799_429124832812_661102812_5621424_3765125_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-8412130241600062694</id><published>2010-06-09T11:24:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T11:59:48.312-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life changing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just ME'/><title type='text'>I'm sooo... BLAH!!</title><content type='html'>Meet Victoria Reagan Wearne born 06-05-10 &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TA-15xnE7EI/AAAAAAAAAMc/mh3s6Ab3OzE/s1600/d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480799275707591746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TA-15xnE7EI/AAAAAAAAAMc/mh3s6Ab3OzE/s400/d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to see my friends baby the other day, she was only 1 day old and because she came out by C-section she was perfect already! No birthing war marks or a cone head, just outta the womb perfect! She was so adorable and honestly it made me want to hold my baby that much more. I haven't been all that excited this time around with this pregnancy it's been more of a "hassle" to be pregnant. Sounds awful but it defiantly is not the same as when i was pregnant with Tre and i seriously kept saying "it HAS to be a girl because of all the grief she is giving me" "Only a GIRL would do this to a person" and random comments like that before we knew for sure that it was a girl. The number one thing that is different about this pregnancy is my mood! i am so moody most of the time and i can't even stand myself. LOL i hate being like this but there doesn't seem to be much that can help it or make it go away! Trust me if i could make it go away i would but i am just a big ol' bitch for the most part and again... I HATE IT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back in the day when i was a teenager, i was pretty depressed (i had lost my grandma who was more like a mother and my parents treated me like cinderella) and had the same shitty attitude for YEARS!! it was only AFTER i made a conscience decision that i wasn't going to be hateful and bitchy anymore, i didn't want to hate everything and everyone, i no longer wanted to make shitty comments about things, people and life.... that i really came out of it. i wanted to be happy and so i CHOSE happiness over being depressed. since then i am very conscience of my mood and when i tend to swing its usually somewhere around "that time of the month" but this baby girl inside me is making me crazy! lol i keep telling everyone that i have TWO SETS OF OVARIES IN MY BODY OF COURSE I'M GONNA BE BITCHY! lol &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So at my last doctors visit i questioned him about it, KNOWING the answer to my question already, i think i just wanted to bring it up to him just to validate myself in knowing that im NOT crazy and it is the baby doing it to me. So we talked about my hormonial crazy ass and i asked him if the fact that i am super moody right now during pregnancy would indicate that i will have post partum... and he said that there will be a higher chance for me to have post partum because obviously the hormons are effecting my mood more this time around.... UGH damn FEMALES!!! why we gotta be friggin CRAZY for!?!?!?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-8412130241600062694?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/8412130241600062694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-sooo-blah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/8412130241600062694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/8412130241600062694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-sooo-blah.html' title='I&apos;m sooo... BLAH!!'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TA-15xnE7EI/AAAAAAAAAMc/mh3s6Ab3OzE/s72-c/d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-8634737271115854358</id><published>2010-06-03T18:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T16:56:10.332-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life changing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaylin Faith'/><title type='text'>Baby #2 - updated</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480134929600977426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TA1ZrvgTmhI/AAAAAAAAAMM/idQK3j6eOsI/s400/27699_426219042812_661102812_5544786_8049993_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TA1Zr_LPGwI/AAAAAAAAAMU/CLs0eeRHQyE/s1600/27699_426219187812_661102812_5544787_6117991_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480134933807569666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TA1Zr_LPGwI/AAAAAAAAAMU/CLs0eeRHQyE/s400/27699_426219187812_661102812_5544787_6117991_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ITS A GIRL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;KAYLIN&lt;/span&gt; FAITH my little princess is due October 17&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The lady said she weighs about 12.5 ounce - i think she is only suppose to weigh 10 at 20 weeks. She also said that my placenta was low and asked if i had any complications - i told her no and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; think about it at the time but should have asked about placenta &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;previa&lt;/span&gt; i am hoping that wont be an issue but i will find out on the 16&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; when i talk to my doctor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;her heartbeat was 139 which is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; lower than it normally is at the regular doctor visits. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mark wasn't there!!! he totally missed his daughters ultra sound because he went to the doctor office instead of the hospital where ALL THE ULTRA SOUNDS ARE!!! i dunno what he was thinking.. but yea i was disappointed because he &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; there HOWEVER, my baby boy went with me and he was a perfect angel the lady even said she doesn't see little ones that age be so well behaved... you know my PROUD MOMMA side was just BEAMING! :o) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's funny that when she told me it was a girl i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; even &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;PHASED&lt;/span&gt; by it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; for the past couple of weeks maybe even a month or so i KNEW she was a girl. i think &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tre&lt;/span&gt; pretty much made my mind for me in that aspect because &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; we talked about the baby in the belly it was always "my sister" or baby girl... he is so cute and such a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; ESP having baby! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; er... i mean BIG BOY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she is going to be a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; wild fire!! i feel movement from her all the time - like she is just partying it up in there... in the ultra sound i got a picture of her little legs fully stretched out and it's SO hilarious cause they look just like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tre's&lt;/span&gt; legs!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; thinking and imagining and daydreaming of what my little girl will look like? will she look like me? will she look like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tre&lt;/span&gt; with long hair (eventually) &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; so excited to meet her, i can't wait! and even though i wanted another boy i am very happy and super excited to have a little girl... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt; can you even believe it??!??!? another &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; AMANDA running around!??! LORD HELP US! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; :o) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PLUS i know that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tre&lt;/span&gt; wanted a little sister and Marks reasoning for trying for baby #2 was to try for a girl! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;THAT'S&lt;/span&gt; IT!!! ONE OF EACH AND &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'M&lt;/span&gt; DONE FOR REAL THIS TIME!!! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; :o) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-8634737271115854358?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/8634737271115854358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/06/baby-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/8634737271115854358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/8634737271115854358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/06/baby-2.html' title='Baby #2 - updated'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/TA1ZrvgTmhI/AAAAAAAAAMM/idQK3j6eOsI/s72-c/27699_426219042812_661102812_5544786_8049993_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-5872522086262812675</id><published>2010-05-25T09:13:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T09:41:40.583-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tre growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Being a mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Rotten Bed Theif</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I was all kinds of excited yesterday when i woke up to find my 3 year old sleeping in his own bed, in the same bed that i laid him down the night before... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;of course HIS bed is in our room but HE DID SLEEP IN IT ALL NIGHT!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i felt relieved that maybe this CAN work, maybe we will have him sleeping in his own bed before my pregnant belly gets HUGE or at least before the baby arrives! i told everyone i came in contact with... YAY TRE SLEPT IN HIS OWN BED...  and praised my boy for being such a BIG boy and told him how proud i was and pumped him all up for getting a sticker on his incentive chart and told him only 2 more stickers and we get to go buy a new little toy at the "dollar store" and when he gets 7, A WHOLE WEEKS WORTH we would go get a BIG toy at the toy store... er.. maybe walmart! LOL so all day long he was talking about getting a new toy and this and that and i kept telling him he would if he got 2 more stickers on his chart that's what we will do and bed time comes and I'm all excited thinking i just KNOW he is going to sleep in his bed tonight, cause he did so well last night. As we are falling asleep i reach over to hold his hand and let him know that I'm still there cause it's pretty dark in our room. and just like the night before when he let go of my hand i knew that he was well on his way to dream land and i could enjoy the fact that i am getting ready to close my eyes and off to dream land i go as well... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;HOWEVER - last night when he let go of my hand and i rolled over to go to finally shut my eyes after a long day of work, play, visiting with  my parents and visiting with our friends josh and deena.... (were there really enough hours of the day to complete all these tasks?) i was PAST ready to get some sleep! So anyway, as i roll over and get in my "comfy position" i feel my hair being tugged... which automatically brought a smile to my face cause i knew what he wanted.. i just laid there and pretended to be asleep (although i was in that state of i wish i really was asleep so as long as i don't move i wont wake from my "almost asleep" state) and i felt another tug which lead me to believe that he was going to be in my bed before i knew it.... and YEP he hopped right on out of his bed and into ours got all snuggley on my back, wrapped his fingers in my hair and fell right to sleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is a very bitter-sweet time for me because honestly i love having my boy sleep with me, he is so comfy and snuggley and he always lays right up against me and puts his little fingers in my hair, i love this time of night when we are able to snuggle and drift off to sleep together. but my husband doesn't like it because all he can think about is getting the knees and elbows and a smack to the face but i don't get that so i guess that's why i am more "pro-sharing a bed" i love the idea of going to sleep with him and waking up before him to watch him sleep and watch him dream and see that adorable, most pure and honest little smile that warms my soul and melts my heart! He is my world, i can't help it! but i am TRYING for my husbands sake to get him to sleep in his own bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Night 1 of bed in our room - only lasted about 5 mins and got in our bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Night 2 of bed in our room - slept all night in his own bed - REJOICE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Night 3 of bed in our room - laid in his bed for about 30 mins before getting in our bed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He is rotten i tell ya!!! just ROTTEN! But i wouldn't have him any other way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4112610941639945996-5872522086262812675?l=mommasturn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/feeds/5872522086262812675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/05/rotten-bed-theif.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/5872522086262812675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4112610941639945996/posts/default/5872522086262812675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommasturn.blogspot.com/2010/05/rotten-bed-theif.html' title='Rotten Bed Theif'/><author><name>ALArms Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17861031994524155095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/SuYClOH84tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1b0rwlFB3pE/S220/me.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4112610941639945996.post-5835067305548601789</id><published>2010-05-20T09:26:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T09:41:32.337-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tre Pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tre growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Being a mom'/><title type='text'>What to Expect When your Expecting #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NO - NOT Expecting a POOP number two... Expecting a baby number two! haha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/S_U4mlaQC9I/AAAAAAAAAME/hBkdMwnnPWQ/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 258px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473343157667105746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aJDAeRYR4hA/S_U4mlaQC9I/AAAAAAAAAME/hBkdMwnnPWQ/s400/4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tre&lt;/span&gt; is doing so well about pooping on the potty! I am so proud of him i just want to tell EVERYONE about it! Shout it from the roof tops!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MY BABY POOPS ON THE POTTY ALL BY HIMSELF!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He is getting so big and independent and it's just in time too because when this new child comes into our life and into our home we are so going to need &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tre&lt;/span&gt; to be a little independent and helpful. I know &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tre&lt;/span&gt; likes to be a helper so I foresee him wanting to help with the baby and do things for mom and dad but I hope that we don't "over-use" that great fact about him and burn him out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I sometimes wonder how I am going to continue to give &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tre&lt;/span&gt; all the attention he needs and a new baby the attention it needs as well. I mean &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tre&lt;/span&gt; is my little love bug! I hug and kiss and cuddle and of course SLEEP with him he is my little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;huggy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kissy&lt;/span&gt;, love monkey! How ca
