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&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 20pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Aharoni;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;5 Month Baby with Bronchiolitis&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Both of my girls were sick during the holidays. Samantha had pneumonia and Stefanie had Bronchiolitis. Samantha is 5 years old and the pediatrician took chest x-rays and prescribed antibiotics for the pneumonia which was in its early stages. She got over it rather quickly. But Stefanie, my 5 month old baby was suffering and my heart ached. She had a stuffy nose, wheezing cough, and you could hear the phlegm gargling in her little tiny lungs while she grasp for air. We took her to urgent care and the pediatrician prescribed &lt;a href="http://www.rxlist.com/albuterol-sulfate-drug.htm" target="_blank"&gt;Albuterol Sulfate&lt;/a&gt; liquid form and told me to continue with the Vicks vaporizer, massaging baby Vicks vapor rub on her chest, saline drops for the stuffy nose, and Tylenol for the aches. We continued this treatment for a week and she was not getting better. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;I came home from work one day and my baby was having a really bad cough attack and she couldn’t take a breath. She was turning purple.&amp;nbsp;Once she was able to catch her breath, she was sweating, and her&amp;nbsp;body was really cold. I told my husband, let’s go to the urgent care&amp;nbsp;and we rushed to the urgent care, again. The same pediatrician checked her and this time she gave us a nebulizer with Albuterol, the mist kind for the nebulizer. I asked if they can give her antibiotics or something to help get that phlegm out and calm her wheezing cough. The pediatrician said no, because she is too young. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;We used the nebulizer for a little over a week. There were times she looked ok and sounded better and then there were times that she didn’t. I called in to her regular pediatrician for a checkup and the doctor saw her right away. Doctor ordered chest x-rays and saw the spots of phlegm in her lungs and gave her a breathing treatment at the office to see if the Albuterol was helping at all. After the treatment the doctor said it was helping and she also gave us &lt;a href="http://www.drugs.com/zithromax.html" target="_blank"&gt;Zithromax&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.drugs.com/orapred.html" target="_blank"&gt;Orapred&lt;/a&gt; to take for 5 days. My baby girl was finally feeling better and sleeping through the night. I just ask myself, why she didn’t receive this medication at the first visit. It took&amp;nbsp;3 trips to the urgent care and 1 to the regular doctor and a chest x-ray to finally get her what she needed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;My baby Stefanie with her new toy, the nebulizer. &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Thank you,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Segoe Script','sans-serif'; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Angelica Lopez&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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our lives,&amp;nbsp;that's it. Your life has changed forever. You live for them.
You work for them. You breath for them. Your life now revolves around your
kids. Once they start school it just evolves. The school wants parents to
participate. To donate. To do fundraisers. And it doesn't stop there, now they
want you to make a puppet costume. It was a volunteer project. If I didn't
volunteer to do the puppet costume then my daughter wouldn't have a puppet to
present at the school dinner. I don't want her to feel left out therefore I
volunteered. Now, what did I get myself into. I had no idea where to start.
What do to. So I did what any parent would do, I went to Pinterest for ideas. Then
to Joanne's Fabrics &amp;amp; Crafts to purchase the material. I bought the items 3
weeks ago. The puppet costume is due Monday. Yeah, that's tomorrow. Oh my, and
my mom left to Church and won't be back til night time. I had to do it myself.
I got my mom’s sewing machine and plugged it in. Then I started cutting the
fabric. Good thing the teacher gave me a sample cut out that I could follow.
But I had to get creative to make it look like and have my daughter's
personality. Kind of like a mini me type. So ok, I figured she likes pink and
purple. She also gave her input and said she wants the shirt pink and the skirt
purple. After a few oops and what am I doing episodes this was the final
result. Not bad for not knowing how to sew or use a sewing machine. And
finally, my daughter will be making a paper Mache head in her kinder class.
Whew, at least I don't have to worry about that part. See, my baby looks happy
with her puppet costume. This is what we do for our children.&lt;/span&gt; &#x1f604; &lt;br /&gt;
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I wasn't all&amp;nbsp;carbs during the weekend. I did some cooking and ate low carb. Here are a few items on the menu. From top left to right we have hard boiled eggs and &lt;a href="http://www.ibreatheimhungry.com/2013/03/lemon-almond-shortbread-cookies-low-carb-gluten-free.html" target="_blank"&gt;Almond Cookies&lt;/a&gt;. I'm really bad at following recipes and&amp;nbsp;if I&amp;nbsp;see something I like, but&amp;nbsp;don't have all the ingredients I substitute. I probably shouldn't have in this case, but I did. Click on the link for the recipe of these delicious cookies. Then bottom left to right we have a Low Carb-One Minute &lt;a href="http://www.food.com/recipe/low-carb-one-minute-chocolate-mini-cake-for-one-398742" target="_blank"&gt;Chocolate Mini-Cake&lt;/a&gt; for One! I was craving chocolate, I was craving a cake. This was absolutely great tasting and I will make I again in a heart beat. Click on the link for the recipe. Then I made a tuna salad (10 oz. can) with mayo (1 tablespoon), sugar free relish(1 tablespoon), hard boiled eggs (2), salt and pepper, and topped it off with some avocado in a bed of romaine lettuce. I ate these like tacos and it was awesome. &lt;/div&gt;
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Wow! Amazing what 2 months can do to that scale that haunts the crap out of me. I wish I would have taken a picture of the 194lbs, but you can see the difference in those&amp;nbsp;numbers in the middle that change&amp;nbsp;from a 9 to a 8, and now a 7. It will keep going down and down to&amp;nbsp;a 6, then a 5, and end up at 4. God willing! I'll be shrinking and that's great news. &lt;br /&gt;
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Well, there you go. I know everyone hears this from all kinds of people that lose weight, but here you go any ways.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; If I can do it, so can you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; My journey does not end here and I will keep you posted with more updates on my weight loss journey. &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Today’s lunch menu consist of leftover Pollo Loco chicken and steamed vegetables. In my house I’m the only one on a low carb diet. When time is limited and I don’t have time to cook I stop by a fast food restaurant to get something quick. Yesterday after work I stopped at El Pollo Loco and bought the 8 piece mix chicken with spanish rice and steamed veggies. At home I only ate chicken and the steamed veggies and added some pico de gallo salsa. That is a low carb dinner menu. The nutrition information in the &lt;a href="http://www.elpolloloco.com/Nutrition.aspx" target="_blank"&gt;El Pollo Loco&lt;/a&gt; website states chicken has no carbs, steam veggies has 5 grams of &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.atkins.com/Program/Overview/How-and-Why-Atkins-Work/What-are-net-carbs-.aspx" target="_blank"&gt;net carbs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, and the pico de gallo salsa has 2 grams of carbs per serving. Not bad for eating fast food for dinner. Here’s a picture of my lunch. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Let me tell you a little bit of my weekend. It was a nice fun weekend. We went to Los Angeles to celebrate my brother in laws 60th birthday. Yeah, the big one. I wish him many more. Well, I tried really hard to not break my diet, but cheating was bound to happen when visiting family. I admit it, it's all my fault. I didn't have the will power to say, no thank you. I didn't have the will power to take out my Atkins snack from my purse. I just gave in and told myself, I'll get back on track tomorrow. So that's what I'm trying to do. I wasn't home on the weekend to prepare my lunch and that's where Taco Bell comes in to save my day. I looked up the steak soft tacos and did my nutrition research. &lt;br /&gt;
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The Nutrition Information from the Taco Bell website states the Fresco Grilled Steak Soft Taco has 19 grams of carbs, out of those 19 grams&amp;nbsp;carbs, only 17 is for the tortilla it self. So what I did is eliminate the tortilla and now we only have 2 grams of carbs per taco. &lt;br /&gt;
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Sounds easy right. Next time when you eat out, skip the tortilla and you will be amazed at how many carbs you will be avoiding. I ate 3 tacos without the tortilla and a diet pepsi. My total carb intake at lunch was 6 grams of carbs. Not bad for&amp;nbsp;a lazy&amp;nbsp;Monday. &lt;/div&gt;
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Today was weigh in time for me and I am proud to say that I have lost 6.5 pounds in 1 week and 4 days. I realize that most of it was water weight, but I feel good and my pants are getting loose. &lt;br /&gt;
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Angie Lopez&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AngiesLowCarbJourneyAndLifeChanges/~4/YSijlbaQOxM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://angieslifechanges.blogspot.com/feeds/1726111940470025850/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://angieslifechanges.blogspot.com/2013/01/new-years-resolutions.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088938272226406372/posts/default/1726111940470025850?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088938272226406372/posts/default/1726111940470025850?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AngiesLowCarbJourneyAndLifeChanges/~3/YSijlbaQOxM/new-years-resolutions.html" title="New Years Resolutions" /><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565825445673988514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EaCJkHZiaGY/UPRwGyNg49I/AAAAAAAAA2M/VXjS1pNRbbA/s220/me.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-QNqtizmlcH8/UPRq9jKo7mI/AAAAAAAAA0s/skflC7dEOlc/s72-c/blogger-image--1246882207.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://angieslifechanges.blogspot.com/2013/01/new-years-resolutions.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE8EQX08cSp7ImA9WhNbGEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088938272226406372.post-1823226739028583025</id><published>2013-01-12T20:25:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2013-01-22T12:33:20.379-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-01-22T12:33:20.379-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Family" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="About Me" /><title>My Family Holiday 2012</title><content type="html">With a full time career a 5 month old baby, and a 5 year old girl, I find it difficult to make time for me. I love to read and write and I will be sharing My Family Holiday highlights for 2012. It was an awesome Holiday and I took vacation time from work in order to enjoy it. My sister Adela and her family came down from San Antonio, TX to Bakersfield to spend the Holidays with us. It was a 2 day trip for them while they stopped along the way to visit family. Once they arrived to my home on December 23, 2012, it was party time for the grown ups as well as for the kids. I had a full house with 4 kids and 3 of them running around like monkeys and screaming, fighting, and just enjoying time at Tia Angie's House. Yup, I'm tia Angie, that how they know me. Here is a picture of the little rascals.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;From left to right we have, Tony, Samantha, Ray, and Stefanie.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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My niece Isabella Danielle Guerrero turned 1 year old on December 18, 2012. We were not able to celebrate her Birthday because she lives in Fresno, CA, which is 2 hours from Bakersfield, CA. We decided to get her a cake and break the pinata when she came to visit after Christmas. I didn't get snap shots of the pinata because I was busy carrying Stefanie.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;In order to entertain the little rugrats I had them do a Gingerbread Train and Gingerbread House. They had some help from the adults, but at the end they licked the houses. I didn't let them eat it with all the germs around the house. All the kids were sick with a cold and germs were all over the house and the cold was spreading to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;Samantha was having fun with the New Years party kit Tio Rudy brought for the celebrations. The adults drank Mai Tai's prepared by the bartender Rudy aka GG (Gentle Giant). That's his name when he's in his happy mood and mixing drinks for the party. The kids had hot chocolate and went to sleep early. The adults almost made it to midnight, but we knocked out at around 11:50am. We were so tired and of course we were sick with a cold.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;Here are photos of my family.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My mom Socorro with all her grandchildren. Ray, Samantha, Isabella, Stefanie, and Tony.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is grandma with the grandchildren again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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As you can see in the photos above, there is no dad. My parents divorced over 17 years ago and my father has remarried. I visit my father once a year and sometimes twice. Depending on my mood and how my heart feels at the moment towards him. I'm not attached to my father because he made my mother suffer a lot while they were married, but he is my father and therefore I make time to visit him when possible. I have not seen him in over 1 year and a half and he did not see me pregnant either. This is the first time he meets his newest granddaughter, Stefanie. We made time to visit today and here are some pictures of my father.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my father, Santos Sanchez meeting his newest granddaughter for the first time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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Even though we suffered from bad colds, this holiday season was the greatest. We are blessed to have been together and take pictures to capture the moments. These special moments that the kids will remember as they grow older and the grown up will cherish during future holidays when we will not be able to spend them together. I wish all my siblings lived close by, but as we grow up and create our own lives we go our separate ways. My eldest sister Adela moved from Bakersfield, CA. to San Antonio, TX. in 2005. My sister Domi moved to Fresno, CA. when she graduated High School and started her studies at Cal State Fresno. She met people and made her life there. Then she married my bro in law Chris in 2007. My bro Rudy moved out of my house in 2009 and moved in with roommates. That's life, but we still try to remain together and not lose communications. After all, we are Family and even though we disagree, argue, fight, bump heads, we are here. That is why during this Holiday season, it was a blessing that we could be together.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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She became a big sister on July 27th.&lt;br /&gt;
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Started Transitional Kindergarten (TK is a program sponsored in the State of CA for children that do not qualify for regular Kindergarten due to their birth date) on August 20th.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lost her 1st tooth October 25th.&lt;br /&gt;
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Pretty soon, she will be a teenager, go to High School, get married, have children of her own. Ok, not pretty soon. There is still a long time for all these things to happen. For now, her handsome prince is her daddy. &lt;br /&gt;
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Here are some pictures of Samantha's Princess Birthday Party.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was my creative idea. I bought Disney Princess plastic cups at DollarTree, cut then from the middle with a scissor, then taped the halves to the napkin holder. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: large;"&gt;My baby is almost 4 month old and I’m still breastfeeding. About a month ago I received my Jury Summons and didn’t think much of it. I called in on Friday&amp;nbsp;to check my status for Monday, and&amp;nbsp;I was excused for that day and to call back on&amp;nbsp;Monday after 5:30pm.&amp;nbsp;Then on Monday I called in and I was to present myself for Jury Service the next day. Crap! I was upset for like 5 seconds and figured, ok, it’s my civil duty. Then I was getting my family ready for the next day and I did my final pumping session for the day and it dawn on me. OMG! I’m breastfeeding and how am I supposed to manage this&amp;nbsp;at Jury services. Oh no. I figured it's the law to provide a mother a private room in order to express milk and my worries faded. I slept well during the night and then got up to get ready for Jury Duty&amp;nbsp;Tuesday morning. I was packing my stuff when I started thinking again, how am I going to manage at the court. I then remembered, my sister works at the courts and she expressed milk as well. I checked in with her and she said I can get excused and to take my baby’s birth certificate. I was relieved but also unsure if I would be excused. When I arrived at Jury Services the line to check in was loooonnnggg, very long. I then saw a few people requesting excuses and they were directed to an office in the back and I figured ok, let me follow them and see what happens. The clerk asked me, “Can I help you?” I said, “Yes, I would like to be excused because I’m breastfeeding.” He said, “Ok, you are excused. Just sign here.” And there you go. That’s how I got out of Jury Duty. I had a valid excuse. Yay! Til next time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: large;"&gt;By the way, I’m in CA. My friend Alicia googled and told me 11 states allow excuses for breastfeeding mothers and CA is included. If you are a breastfeeding mom, check with your state.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: large;"&gt;Here’s a video my co-worker posted on my facebook when she heard I had Jury Duty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AngiesLowCarbJourneyAndLifeChanges/~4/DcucyX_lE84" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://angieslifechanges.blogspot.com/feeds/6239495237050616210/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://angieslifechanges.blogspot.com/2012/11/breastfeeding-and-jury-duty.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088938272226406372/posts/default/6239495237050616210?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088938272226406372/posts/default/6239495237050616210?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AngiesLowCarbJourneyAndLifeChanges/~3/DcucyX_lE84/breastfeeding-and-jury-duty.html" title="Breastfeeding and Jury Duty" /><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565825445673988514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EaCJkHZiaGY/UPRwGyNg49I/AAAAAAAAA2M/VXjS1pNRbbA/s220/me.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://angieslifechanges.blogspot.com/2012/11/breastfeeding-and-jury-duty.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkEEQHw4eSp7ImA9WhNSGE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088938272226406372.post-4359097630908632451</id><published>2012-11-01T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-11-01T21:30:01.231-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-11-01T21:30:01.231-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Family" /><title>Stefanie Alyssa Lopez</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Birth Story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;I have been impatient to have my little bundle of joy. I searched online how to induce labor at home. I ate pineapple, walked, made love, ate more pineapple, walked again, and made love again. Nothing happened. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I’ve been contracting for a month already. Since I had my first daughter at 38 weeks, I figured it would be about the same with this pregnancy. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;At my Doctor’s appointment on Friday 7/20/12 my OB/GYN said I was 1 centimeter dilated and my tissue was softening. He asked if I wanted him to strip my membrane. Of course I agreed hoping to get things going. My contraction got stronger and I was so excited that I called my mom to let her know. My mom came as quickly as she could thinking I was going into labor soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Then nothing happened. Friday passed, then Saturday, then Sunday. Monday came around and my contractions were all over the place. My husband was hoping I would go into labor so he can call in to work. It didn’t happen and he went to work Tuesday. The week almost passed. Thursday afternoon my husband and I had an argument (not relevant to the pregnancy) and I was pissed and emotional. Friday came around and it was 4:15am, my water finally broke. My contractions were 10 minutes apart. It was time. We were having a baby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;We arrived at the hospital at 6am, registered, got a nice spacious room. By 8am I was settled and with an epidural. Already at 4 centimeters by 8am. 10am I was 6 centimeters. 11:30am I was 9. By 12:37pm we had our little bundle of joy on Friday July 27, 2012. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Stefanie Alyssa Lopez, born 7/27/2007 at 12:37pm weighed 7.1 lbs and&amp;nbsp;18 inches long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9IjviO0l7bk/UJL1OY9gRPI/AAAAAAAAAo0/-qAIkc20rpY/s1600/Stefanie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" qea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9IjviO0l7bk/UJL1OY9gRPI/AAAAAAAAAo0/-qAIkc20rpY/s320/Stefanie.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;First Picture&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9N1AL4RlDhg/UJL1PPJlwuI/AAAAAAAAAo8/1lpdAvtF62M/s1600/Stefanie+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" qea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9N1AL4RlDhg/UJL1PPJlwuI/AAAAAAAAAo8/1lpdAvtF62M/s320/Stefanie+2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;All cleaned up and with mommy&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvRa9xSj78U/UJL1R51vGPI/AAAAAAAAApE/kB_6mNtms6A/s1600/Stefanie3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" qea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvRa9xSj78U/UJL1R51vGPI/AAAAAAAAApE/kB_6mNtms6A/s320/Stefanie3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;With her grandmothers (Jacoba and Socorro)&amp;nbsp;and big sister (Samantha)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A38PrNBZvtg/UJL1ULliCFI/AAAAAAAAApU/OrQEdwR4gF4/s1600/Stefanie5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" qea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A38PrNBZvtg/UJL1ULliCFI/AAAAAAAAApU/OrQEdwR4gF4/s320/Stefanie5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1kgwBKtxvpo/UJL1XjXBGqI/AAAAAAAAApk/L75rHIR6r_A/s1600/Stefanie+2+months.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" qea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1kgwBKtxvpo/UJL1XjXBGqI/AAAAAAAAApk/L75rHIR6r_A/s320/Stefanie+2+months.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-acN8OvbJ4E0/UJL1ZlQ77qI/AAAAAAAAAp0/X9yzHqOTOYY/s1600/Halloween2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" qea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-acN8OvbJ4E0/UJL1ZlQ77qI/AAAAAAAAAp0/X9yzHqOTOYY/s320/Halloween2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Halloween&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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Its been a while since my last post. I have been lazy,
tired, and sometimes I just didn’t want to do anything and just lie on my couch
and watch T.V. Well I did have an excuse, I was pregnant. Therefore this excuse
became my excuse for everything. I didn’t want to work, I didn’t want to cook,
I didn’t want to clean, I didn’t want to blog, I didn’t want to exercise. I
just didn’t want to do absolutely nothing. Then I had my baby. The first few
weeks, well I just couldn’t do much. I’m lying, yes I could do a lot, I just didn’t
want to. And why would I if I had my hubby and my mommy at home to tend to me
and our new baby. I was being pampered by them and I was ecstatic. So now all
these I didn’t want to are coming back to bite me in the ass. Yes, my big fat
ass and of course that hanging belly we women get after giving birth. Sigh!
Yup! So now I’m getting ready to go back to work and guess what, I can’t wear
sweat pants to work. I work at an insurance office and even though our clients
are truck drivers, I’m the insurance professional and I have to dress
professional. It was time to put away the maternity clothes and the sweat pants
I’ve been wearing after giving birth. By the way, I will do another post
regarding my birth experience. &lt;/div&gt;
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So, I’m getting my pre pregnancy clothes out of the closet.
I was a size 10, but I also had a few size 12. While LMFAO! I also started
crying while trying on my clothes. Yeah, I know we all do this when our clothes
don’t fit and we need to go a size or two up. Noooo! I needed to go shopping.
We all hate shopping for pants, especially when we know deep down inside our
heart we are wider and need a larger size. I did just that. I purchased pants
size 14. Yup, yup, yup. Then I told myself its time to stop doing nothing and
it’s time to get off my big fat butt and start working out and eat well. No
more splurging because I think I deserve it, just because I just had a baby and
because this baby is sucking the life out of me and I need comfort food. No more
doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;
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﻿Yup, these are my changes so far. The belly kinda looks the same, just my hair do changes during these phases. LOL! But I'm feeling like a whale. Very heavy and Oh my, look at my butt, it's growing at the same pace my stomach is growing. *Sigh* I guess all woman go through these phases of feeling big, fat, ugly, as their whole body is changing.&amp;nbsp;I have gained 25 pounds so far during my pregnancy. I don't care. I'm still happy and excited because I have a little girl on the way. Doctors say everything is looking good and she is healthy. That's all that matters. A healthy baby is all I care about and I will take care of my&amp;nbsp;body&amp;nbsp;after I have my baby girl. &lt;br /&gt;
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Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;
Angelica Lopez&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AngiesLowCarbJourneyAndLifeChanges/~4/20atVOelDDY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://angieslifechanges.blogspot.com/feeds/2522230297956698402/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://angieslifechanges.blogspot.com/2012/04/25-weeks.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088938272226406372/posts/default/2522230297956698402?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088938272226406372/posts/default/2522230297956698402?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AngiesLowCarbJourneyAndLifeChanges/~3/20atVOelDDY/25-weeks.html" title="25 Weeks" /><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565825445673988514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EaCJkHZiaGY/UPRwGyNg49I/AAAAAAAAA2M/VXjS1pNRbbA/s220/me.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHcRAJYikoE/T4cLLHChXNI/AAAAAAAAAls/VGvJFVMFffU/s72-c/3D+Ultrasound.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://angieslifechanges.blogspot.com/2012/04/25-weeks.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkcEQXcyeip7ImA9WhRaFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088938272226406372.post-7987258116391094550</id><published>2012-02-16T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-16T18:00:00.992-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-16T18:00:00.992-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Family" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Pregnancy" /><title>Boy or Girl</title><content type="html">We have an appointment next week to find out the sex of the baby baking in my oven. My daughter wants a brother just like her cousin Mia. I told her we don't know yet, but will find out soon. I would also like a boy, but it doesn't matter, boy or girl, I will love my baby. My husband wants another girl. Go figure! Usually men want to have boys to carry on the family name, to play soccer, basketball, or any sport. But not my man, he loves his little princess and wants another little princess so he can spoil both of them. And he is so bad at spoiling our daughter that I get upset with him because Samantha just wants to be with daddy. My daughter has a saying, "Daddy is my daddy, and you are not my mommy, only daddy is mine." OMG! I hate that and I get hurt and I tell my husband to see the little monster he has created. He laughs at me and tells me not to be jealous. I tell my husband, just wait when she gets older and wants to go out with boys, just wait. &lt;br /&gt;
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﻿ &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Aside from the morning sickness, body aches, and feeling tired all the time, I love being pregnant. Let me tell you why, and I know many women might agree with me. I love the fact that I’m growing a little human being in my belly. I love that my 4 year old daughter Samantha wants to kiss my belly. I love it when my husband holds my belly and massages it. I love being loved by my family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Hello everyone. I hope you had a wonderful time during the holidays and now we are starting off 2012 with many many new resolutions.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I didn’t make any because I’m not good at keeping mine. But I am off to a good start in the new year. I’m now 10 weeks pregnant and the nausea is kinda fading away which is great. I take my prenatal vitamins religiously. My pants no longer fit me and I don’t have any maternity clothes at this time. I will be visiting my sister in Fresno to take back my old maternity clothes that I let her borrow along with some clothes that used to be my older sisters, Adela. My sister Domi &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;had her baby girl 3 weeks ago and now I need the clothes back. Maternity clothes is so expensive and I was blessed with an older sisters that loves to shop for clothes. LOL! Here’s a picture of Samantha, baby Isabella Danielle, and me. &lt;/div&gt;
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This past weekend I went to the maternity store to purchase a tummy sleeve for my pants because I could no longer zip them up or button then up. It has been a life saver because I’m between my clothes and maternity clothes. Here’s an example of the Tummy Sleeve I bought at Motherhood.&lt;/div&gt;
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We also announce my pregnancy to the whole family on Christmas Eve, well actually my husband side of the family. I told my side of the family a lot sooner. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;My daughter Samantha made the announcement. I bought her a shirt at JustJen.com that said “I’m going to be a Big Sister.” My niece Brenda read the shirt and she went crazy and started asking everyone to read Samantha’s shirt. Samantha was getting a lot of attention and congratulations and she’s 4 years old, she loves attention, but was not really sure why she was getting it. Many of the relatives were confused so then I told them, “I’m Pregnant.” It was exciting to tell everyone. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Rage Italic&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Rage Italic&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;"&gt;Angie Lopez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AngiesLowCarbJourneyAndLifeChanges/~4/HYQTPAdgymU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://angieslifechanges.blogspot.com/feeds/5040647155079964447/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://angieslifechanges.blogspot.com/2012/01/10-weeks.html#comment-form" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088938272226406372/posts/default/5040647155079964447?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088938272226406372/posts/default/5040647155079964447?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AngiesLowCarbJourneyAndLifeChanges/~3/HYQTPAdgymU/10-weeks.html" title="10 Weeks" /><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565825445673988514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EaCJkHZiaGY/UPRwGyNg49I/AAAAAAAAA2M/VXjS1pNRbbA/s220/me.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SHT37Kfdmp0/TwXTNy7iJ5I/AAAAAAAAAVw/rDQyEflIWTU/s72-c/Baby+Isabella.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>8</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://angieslifechanges.blogspot.com/2012/01/10-weeks.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEIESXgyeCp7ImA9WhBUEkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088938272226406372.post-2079265606846043018</id><published>2011-12-16T12:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2013-04-29T09:21:48.690-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-04-29T09:21:48.690-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Pregnancy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="About Me" /><title>Life Changes</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: large;"&gt;I apologize for my absence. It has been a busy time for me with the holidays&amp;nbsp;just around the corner and completing a college online course, which by the way I passed with a B. My major is Business Administration and I have been taking it slow to reach my goal. The good thing is that I have not given up and I value education so much that I would love to complete my Bachelors Degree&amp;nbsp;one of these days. But that’s a story for another day. For now let’s get back on track. Aside from being a busy woman I am also an expectant mother. I am 7 almost 8 weeks along and going through some rough changes in my body, my eating habits, and let’s not forget the most exciting part of it all, the NAUSEA that comes along with the joy of being pregnant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: large;"&gt;Since you can imagine my eating habits will be changing dramatically. And the only thing that helps ease the nausea is eating CARBS. Oh yeah, those little devils are creeping back into my life. I am excited to share this news even though I wanted to wait after the first trimester. I couldn’t handle the waiting game and I want to tell the world. I am confident I will have a healthy pregnancy and a healthy baby at the end. My daughter will no longer be an only child. For the next few months I will be posting about the joys of my pregnancy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: large;"&gt;I had my first prenatal visit this Monday&amp;nbsp;with my Dr. Elva Lopez. She prescribed Citra Natal B-Calm prenatal vitamins that will help ease the nausea. I started taking the pills yesterday. And it’s not ONE, but THREE pills. And let me add, a very huge pill and 2 little ones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;I am so bad at taking pills; I can’t swallow the big pills. This might sound gross to some of you, but what I do is crush the big pill, mix it in apple sauce, then take spoons of it and try to swallow it down with apple juice. Apple seems to minimize the aweful flavor&amp;nbsp;of medication when I take it. That is the way I swallow my pills. My brother even bought me a pill crusher at Rite-Aid that looks like this:&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: large;"&gt;It has been a very handy tool for me. In case anyone else out there has trouble taking pills, this is an option for you. I guess I’m not the only one that needs a pill crusher since this little machine was invented and sold at stores. Ok, so back to my prenatal and easing the nausea. Today is day number 2 and so far it helped somewhat but the nausea is not completely gone. I know it takes time for the B6 vitamin to kick in so I will keep you posted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: large;"&gt;I want to wish you all a great Merry Christmas and Happy New years. And may all your wishes come true in the coming year. Happy Holidays!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: large;"&gt;I apologize for my absence. It has been a busy time for me with the holidays&amp;nbsp;just around the corner and completing a college online course, which by the way I passed with a B. My major is Business Administration and I have been taking it slow to reach my goal. The good thing is that I have not given up and I value education so much that I would love to complete my Bachelors Degree&amp;nbsp;one of these days. But that’s a story for another day. For now let’s get back on track. Aside from being a busy woman I am also an expectant mother. I am 7 almost 8 weeks along and going through some rough changes in my body, my eating habits, and let’s not forget the most exciting part of it all, the NAUSEA that comes along with the joy of being pregnant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: large;"&gt;Since you can imagine my eating habits will be changing dramatically. And the only thing that helps ease the nausea is eating CARBS. Oh yeah, those little devils are creeping back into my life. I am excited to share this news even though I wanted to wait after the first trimester. I couldn’t handle the waiting game and I want to tell the world. I am confident I will have a healthy pregnancy and a healthy baby at the end. My daughter will no longer be an only child. For the next few months I will be posting about the joys of my pregnancy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: large;"&gt;I had my first prenatal visit this Monday&amp;nbsp;with my Dr. Elva Lopez. She prescribed Citra Natal B-Calm prenatal vitamins that will help ease the nausea. I started taking the pills yesterday. And it’s not ONE, but THREE pills. And let me add, a very huge pill and 2 little ones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;I am so bad at taking pills; I can’t swallow the big pills. This might sound gross to some of you, but what I do is crush the big pill, mix it in apple sauce, then take spoons of it and try to swallow it down with apple juice. Apple seems to minimize the aweful flavor&amp;nbsp;of medication when I take it. That is the way I swallow my pills. My brother even bought me a pill crusher at Rite-Aid that looks like this:&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: large;"&gt;It has been a very handy tool for me. In case anyone else out there has trouble taking pills, this is an option for you. I guess I’m not the only one that needs a pill crusher since this little machine was invented and sold at stores. Ok, so back to my prenatal and easing the nausea. Today is day number 2 and so far it helped somewhat but the nausea is not completely gone. I know it takes time for the B6 vitamin to kick in so I will keep you posted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: large;"&gt;I want to wish you all a great Merry Christmas and Happy New years. And may all your wishes come true in the coming year. Happy Holidays!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I know it's been a while since I shared any new low carb&amp;nbsp;recipes I've tried, but here are a few to make up for my absence. I hope you try them and enjoy.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Items you will need to make this recipe are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;2 medium size Zuchinnis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;1 pound of ground turkey and taco seasoning (or you can buy the already seasoned, just check your nutrition info for&amp;nbsp;carbs.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ok, so when my husband wants pizza once a week, I figured out a way to fight the temptation. Now, don't get me wrong, this salad might have some extra hidden carbs due to the pizza sauce, but it's a better option than to eat the actual pizza. I get 2-3 slices of pizza (depends on how big the slice is) and remove the top part, the good part, which is the pepperoni, cheese, and sauce stuck to the cheese. I then scrap it off the pizza bread as much as I can and place it in a cutting board and start chopping it into tiny pieces. Finally in a bed of chopped iceberg lettuce with ranch dressing, I add the pizza topping. It's a very delicious pepperoni pizza salad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Well, that's all I have for today. I'm still trying to see how I can make a low carb Thanksgiving dinner for my family. The dinner is not really the problem, the problem is the desert. We'll see how that goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;This is the first time I throw a baby shower where I am in charge of everything. The location, decorations, games, favors, food. You name it. Ok, well I had my brother&amp;nbsp;in charge of the drinks, ice, and canopy. He also made a Baby Shower sign, a Sign In Poster, and a collage of my sister and brother-in-law. Also, I had my mom make a potato salad and fruit cocktail. I’ll give credit to my husband, brother-in-law, and brother for putting up the canopy’s, tables, and chairs and for bringing them too.&amp;nbsp;Ok, so I didn’t do it all, but it seemed like I did until I started writing my blog. LOL! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;I created several games for the shower that I googled of course. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JG6iJoZi8Ic/Tp5Fe4QwAmI/AAAAAAAAAN8/OqWoPH2IKhM/s1600/DSCN0417.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JG6iJoZi8Ic/Tp5Fe4QwAmI/AAAAAAAAAN8/OqWoPH2IKhM/s200/DSCN0417.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;The first game we started playing was don’t say the word “BABY”, don’t cross your legs or arms. If you do, the person that identifies the mistake will take away you rattle. I gave all the guest a cute rattle to hang over there neck. At the end of the party, the person with the most rattles wins. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Guessing. I had my sister, the pregnant one, walk around with a tray with several baby items and told all the guest to remember the items on the tray. Then I had her go inside the house and hide. Here’s the fun part. I gave all the guest an index card and asked them to write a minimum of 5 things my sister was wearing. They all laughed and were confused. But they got to work and wrote down the things they remembered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;I had a 4 way tie on this game, so as a tie breaker I had the 4 guest open up a box of Kleenex and the guest that emptied their box first wins. This was exciting to see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Another game we played was “My Water Broke.” I gave all guest an ice cube with a little plastic baby inside. The one that released the baby from the ice first was the winner. I told them the only rule is to not brake the baby. This was hilarius to watch. Some guest stuck the cube in their mouth, others rubbed the ice cube, and the winner broke the ice on the cement floor and the baby popped out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Another guessing game was the “Messy Diaper.” I numbered 4 diapers and dirty them with baby food. I selected 2 green and 2 orange foods to make the game more interesting. I had the tray passed around and had the guest open the diaper and smell the poop (baby food). Then they wrote down the type of food that was in the diaper. I also had 4 ties on this game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;The tie breaker was to blow up a balloon and sit on it. The one that popped the balloon first wins. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;The final game we played was measuring the girth. I went around to every guest and had them cut a ribbon long enough to measure the girth of my sister. The person closes to the measurement wins. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;The other highlight of the event was my cake pops. I gave one to every guest and the kids. They all loved my cake pops and didn’t believe I made them myself. I told then, yes I did and I can prove it. So here I am, proving to my friends and relatives that I can make cake pops. Here are the pictures showing the process. I forgot to take photos when I was dipping them in chocolate, but believe me, I made them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g5ET5pBT9Ps/Tp3X_LQ0_JI/AAAAAAAAAMc/OvsmGuzQkus/s1600/cake+pops+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g5ET5pBT9Ps/Tp3X_LQ0_JI/AAAAAAAAAMc/OvsmGuzQkus/s1600/cake+pops+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bake the bread, let it cool. I substituted the cake frosting with cream cheese to make the cake pops less sweet.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&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/-TJTPCMmtu7w/Tp3YAyc2ugI/AAAAAAAAAMk/tXDxkswSIgw/s1600/cake+pops+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TJTPCMmtu7w/Tp3YAyc2ugI/AAAAAAAAAMk/tXDxkswSIgw/s1600/cake+pops+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Crumble the bread, then add cream cheese at room temperature and mix in with hands.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nhscT0XfEJk/Tp3YFAGoYlI/AAAAAAAAAM0/UBddvMLqh9g/s1600/cake+pops+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nhscT0XfEJk/Tp3YFAGoYlI/AAAAAAAAAM0/UBddvMLqh9g/s1600/cake+pops+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cake crumbs and cream cheese mix very well. Now you start making your balls.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&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/-QXRjIdRv_1I/Tp3YGe2SSKI/AAAAAAAAAM8/ZObCEbIpwsU/s1600/cake+pops+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QXRjIdRv_1I/Tp3YGe2SSKI/AAAAAAAAAM8/ZObCEbIpwsU/s1600/cake+pops+4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My little helper.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7d8Q2yxfyu4/Tp3YGtg84iI/AAAAAAAAANE/c36tcqt4Vj8/s1600/cake+pops+5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7d8Q2yxfyu4/Tp3YGtg84iI/AAAAAAAAANE/c36tcqt4Vj8/s1600/cake+pops+5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cake balls done. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o6KnOV7ZnYU/Tp3YH3GuLiI/AAAAAAAAANM/kUbWQqUbZh8/s1600/cake+pops+6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o6KnOV7ZnYU/Tp3YH3GuLiI/AAAAAAAAANM/kUbWQqUbZh8/s1600/cake+pops+6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Put them in the frig overnight.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&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/-vMzRwmLyJGA/Tp3YJC3CyEI/AAAAAAAAANc/dnK7DINACdE/s1600/cake+pops+8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vMzRwmLyJGA/Tp3YJC3CyEI/AAAAAAAAANc/dnK7DINACdE/s1600/cake+pops+8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dip them in chocolate, then add sprinkles and let them cool down. Finally wrap them in a small treat bag and tie them. You are ready to&amp;nbsp;share the love.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pa1SgSJGrPc/Tp3YKbhDuOI/AAAAAAAAANk/WsvxEIOeMoY/s1600/chocolates.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pa1SgSJGrPc/Tp3YKbhDuOI/AAAAAAAAANk/WsvxEIOeMoY/s1600/chocolates.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had a lot of melted chocolate left over, so I improvised and came up with this idea. I had tiny plastic cups and I poured&amp;nbsp;some of the white chocolate in the cups then topped it off with a tiny plastic non-edible teddy bear. After the chocolate cooled down I pushed he bottom of the cup and the chocolate popped out and finally I wrapped them in a little treat bag and tied them up.&amp;nbsp;And I shared more love. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;
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Here are&amp;nbsp;more pictures of the Baby Shower.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YA0vlKDJEGE/Tp5GiL7js0I/AAAAAAAAAOU/HhHSGXO2hmM/s1600/DSCN0420.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YA0vlKDJEGE/Tp5GiL7js0I/AAAAAAAAAOU/HhHSGXO2hmM/s200/DSCN0420.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is how I decorated my backyard for the party.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5lw-TG9ZhMw/Tp5Gom_n8II/AAAAAAAAAOc/RYBsD8fUh1g/s1600/DSCN0425.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5lw-TG9ZhMw/Tp5Gom_n8II/AAAAAAAAAOc/RYBsD8fUh1g/s200/DSCN0425.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are all the cake pops, ready to distribute to guests.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&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/-PLxnJ3Q-8Yg/Tp5Gu4DCQBI/AAAAAAAAAOk/xWesEYm3ixI/s1600/DSCN0426.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PLxnJ3Q-8Yg/Tp5Gu4DCQBI/AAAAAAAAAOk/xWesEYm3ixI/s200/DSCN0426.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the cake. I had an old high school friend make the cake. She's taking baking classes. It came out really good.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uepOQT2ficE/Tp5HliK7EnI/AAAAAAAAAO0/634BcJXzUU4/s1600/DSCN0430.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uepOQT2ficE/Tp5HliK7EnI/AAAAAAAAAO0/634BcJXzUU4/s200/DSCN0430.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is my sister socializing with her friends.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q1ppkB_ikto/Tp5H526zzqI/AAAAAAAAAPE/-422jyFf8Xo/s1600/DSCN0436.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q1ppkB_ikto/Tp5H526zzqI/AAAAAAAAAPE/-422jyFf8Xo/s200/DSCN0436.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's my mom socializing with our relative. Which came late to the party. But that's ok, we had enough food for everyone.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KPrFI9zoPFo/Tp3YfYg6BkI/AAAAAAAAAN0/lPWEWvpKtB4/s200/Domi+%2526+Chris.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;How cute are Domi &amp;amp; Chris. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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Well, that's all for now folks. Now we just wait for my niece Isabella to be born. The due date is December 15th. I can't wait to meet the new addition to our family. &lt;/div&gt;
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I dedicate this post to my sister and brother-in-law. May God bless you and bring you great joy and happiness with your new bundle of joy. I love you guys. ﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿&lt;/div&gt;
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I'm planning my sisters baby shower. I'm trying to save money by doing the planning, decorating, and food on my own. It's been a difficult journey doing it on my own, but I'm still sticky to it because in the end my sister will love it and appreciate it. I hope. For the favors I wanted to do something special and different.&amp;nbsp;I started googling for baby shower favors and came up with the Teddy Bear Theme for the shower, so I wanted Teddy Bear favors. Ok, so Teddy Bear Cookie Favors sounded great and I found a great video on Youtube that showed an easy way to make Teddy Bear Cookies and this was my result. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rfyDHtTcq3o/ToI5GUf7yJI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ium9P8d420g/s1600/teddy+bear+cookies.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rfyDHtTcq3o/ToI5GUf7yJI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ium9P8d420g/s320/teddy+bear+cookies.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I’m a beginniner in decorating, as you can see. These do not look professional but it’s a good start. By the way, I did not eat these. My daughter ate one, and the rest I gave to my co-workers at the office. &lt;br /&gt;
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Then, my friend Alicia told me to do cake pops. I was like what’s that? She directed me to Bakerella’s blog and thought I can do those. Have you heard of cake pops? I've seen them at Starbucks, but I didn't have a clue or even bothered with them until now. Well, I’m getting to like Youtube because I search how to make cake pops, and walah. I went to the store and bought the things I needed, which is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;
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Cake Mix – 1 box&lt;br /&gt;
Cake Frosting – 1 can&lt;br /&gt;
Wilton Chocolate Melts – 1 bag&lt;br /&gt;
Pop Sticks – about 30&lt;br /&gt;
Sprinkles to decorate them&lt;br /&gt;
Wax Paper&lt;br /&gt;
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You start by baking your bread, then let it cool down.&lt;br /&gt;
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Once it’s cooled you start crubmbling your bread and then add the cake frosting. Make sure it’s mix in very well and use your hands to mix it up.&lt;br /&gt;
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Then, you start making your balls, as seen below. Don’t make them too big or they will fall apart when you dip them in chocolate. &lt;br /&gt;
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I put the cake balls in the freezer overnight. That's a no no and I will explain later. I started decorating my cake balls as shown below.&lt;br /&gt;
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Yeah, I know. What a mess. LOL! I was experimenting. I started off by using bakers chocolate. Those are the messy brown ones and I stopped before I messed with all the cake balls. Then I brought out the correct chocolate (Wilton's Chocolate Melts). I melted my chocolate and then I dipped the stick in the chocolate then puncture it into the cake ball, and finally dipped the cake pop&amp;nbsp;in the melted chocolate. You can see in the middle rows I was doing a good job, until the chocolated started cooling and getting bumpy. &lt;br /&gt;
From this batch of cake pops, I&amp;nbsp;was able to save 9 of them. The rest I threw them away. I was not going to eat them or give my daughter this sugar filled high carb cake pop. Remember, I'm experimenting. Here is my end result.&lt;br /&gt;
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TIPS: Ok, here is the tricky part and I learned my lesson and don’t want you to go thru what I did. After&amp;nbsp;making your cake balls, DO NOT FREEZE THEM! Put them in the refrigerator and let them stay overnight so the frosting and cake stiffin up. Also, when you are ready to dip them, First and foremost, melt some chocolate, dip the stick,&amp;nbsp;then puncture the stick into the cake balls. Put them back in the refrigerator for a few minutes to let the chocolate stiffin up. After that, melt the rest of your chocolate and add 1 tsp. of shortening (that helps make the chocolate&amp;nbsp;thinner and easier to dip.) &lt;br /&gt;
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I will continue to make the perfect cake pops. I will be making these for my sisters baby shower and&amp;nbsp;I will post some pictures after the event, which will be October 15th. I still have time to practice.&lt;br /&gt;
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Let me know if you have any tips for me or what you think of my post.&lt;br /&gt;
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Thank you,&lt;br /&gt;
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