<?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:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' 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-5638531495350462479</id><updated>2024-11-08T09:46:58.317-05:00</updated><category term="Teaching"/><category term="debt"/><category term="exercise"/><category term="grandparents"/><category term="imagination"/><category term="it takes a village"/><category term="mindfulness"/><category term="writers block"/><category term="1st grade theology meets Haiti"/><category term="365 blessings"/><category term="90 years of blessings"/><category term="AC"/><category term="Art"/><category term="Ditching the S on my chest"/><category term="Divine spark"/><category term="God"/><category term="Haiti"/><category term="Home"/><category term="Kentucky Derby Supper Club"/><category term="Lifelong Learning"/><category term="Nap time"/><category term="Radical Homemaker"/><category term="Simple Life"/><category term="Spring"/><category term="Thank you"/><category term="Truth"/><category term="Wonder Woman"/><category term="balance"/><category term="book"/><category term="childbirth"/><category term="children"/><category term="children singing"/><category term="clean water"/><category term="consumer"/><category term="cool"/><category term="creativity"/><category term="death"/><category term="dehydration"/><category term="dentist"/><category term="dissertation"/><category term="double shutter"/><category term="empathy"/><category term="empty nest"/><category term="farm"/><category term="father in law"/><category term="fathers day"/><category term="food"/><category term="freedom"/><category term="friendship"/><category term="fruit of my labor"/><category term="game"/><category term="grandmommy"/><category term="gratitude"/><category term="grief"/><category term="health"/><category term="homeless shelter"/><category term="homework"/><category term="hunger"/><category term="katie"/><category term="laughter"/><category term="lightbulbs"/><category term="list"/><category term="love"/><category term="mother&#39;s day"/><category term="new life"/><category term="optimism"/><category term="play"/><category term="possibility"/><category term="potential"/><category term="promise"/><category term="puzzle"/><category term="read"/><category term="reading"/><category term="recital"/><category term="saying grace"/><category term="seeking blessings"/><category term="sepsis"/><category term="servant leaders"/><category term="shopping"/><category term="soccer game"/><category term="sports"/><category term="stamina"/><category term="stomach virus"/><category term="student loan"/><category term="summer time"/><category term="superstition"/><category term="teaching supplies"/><category term="trey"/><category term="trey&#39;s home"/><category term="vacation"/><category term="visual aids"/><category term="young leaders"/><title type='text'>Blessings 365</title><subtitle type='html'>I pledged to blog 365 times about blessings in my life--even on the tough days.  I hit 365 a while ago, and now I can&#39;t seem to stop.  This is where I hold myself accountable. This exercise gives me perspective-- and forces me to find blessings that ground me in this hectic, beautiful, gift of a life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommyscience.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5638531495350462479/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommyscience.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5638531495350462479/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148018258107893517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI1fsBBiJWgRlZxWCE0whqeeOGY8Klj79D90t4a9Qc3Mr-zv_iyiAcLFiP1g-NrDulxfnscSbzfyerfNKXkdSdfggTJiVbJwMPQw2mnCiTx5el6SxKJU5KXYIIKetaLg/s220/ascott+acad+photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>282</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638531495350462479.post-5642598227021779812</id><published>2012-11-28T15:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-11-28T15:21:17.362-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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Since this exercise ended, I have continued to count blessings.&amp;nbsp; It has become a fabulous habit-one that is making my life richer than I ever imagined.&amp;nbsp; If you&#39;ve followed, then you know I am a Christian, a wife, a mother, and a teacher.&amp;nbsp; You know that I work with Bethlehem Ministry in Haiti.&amp;nbsp; I love my life and my work--and almost always I feel that I have in the words of Sir Ken Robinson &quot;found my element.&quot;&amp;nbsp; Teaching doesn&#39;t take energy from me--it renews me.&amp;nbsp; Still, as happens to most of us at times, there are days when due to illness, lack of sleep, or some other reason I find myself thinking &quot;left foot, then right.&quot;&amp;nbsp; Today was one of those days.&amp;nbsp; Then at lunchtime I got an email from the Mom of a former student, Anne Lanier.&amp;nbsp; This mother shared with me the&amp;nbsp; link below--showcasing Anne Lanier&#39;s photo essays from her work in Haiti.&amp;nbsp; What a spectacular person and talented photographer Anne Lanier is!&amp;nbsp; I am so honored to have been with her on that first trip.&amp;nbsp; My work brings me into the spheres of special, world changing people.&amp;nbsp; What blessings teaching brings!&lt;br /&gt;
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Follow the above link to see a beautiful story in pictures by Anne Lanier Gilbert.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommyscience.blogspot.com/feeds/5642598227021779812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5638531495350462479/5642598227021779812?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5638531495350462479/posts/default/5642598227021779812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5638531495350462479/posts/default/5642598227021779812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommyscience.blogspot.com/2012/11/blessings-of-teachers-life-since-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148018258107893517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI1fsBBiJWgRlZxWCE0whqeeOGY8Klj79D90t4a9Qc3Mr-zv_iyiAcLFiP1g-NrDulxfnscSbzfyerfNKXkdSdfggTJiVbJwMPQw2mnCiTx5el6SxKJU5KXYIIKetaLg/s220/ascott+acad+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIYUHs-gtS_XflRO9QIOwt13KqUzcT41seQwvSN9r3q0sVDI90UHJe_bY6tanwwasDD4iTJq_JBa2HmadDNhl-8ye9O2MOVDfOROPXZlL7IOqX9VtaMPl5VPys-j495XRNOIKVzlsKq0Ji/s72-c/DSC02576.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638531495350462479.post-2226308035376116077</id><published>2012-11-10T12:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-11-10T12:37:40.398-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Flooding in Terrier Rouge</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;
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I am thankful I can help my friends in Haiti. &amp;nbsp;You can too!&lt;br /&gt;
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Please help us spread the word about the need in Terrier Rouge. &amp;nbsp;Donate to Bethlehem Ministry&#39;s Emergency Response Fund and help us provide relief.&lt;br /&gt;
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It is a blessing to know and work with Richard!&amp;nbsp; He is one of the dear friends I am so thankful to have discovered in Haiti. Click the link above to read about Richard and the work of Bethlehem Ministry.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommyscience.blogspot.com/feeds/5515458341651542722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5638531495350462479/5515458341651542722?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5638531495350462479/posts/default/5515458341651542722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5638531495350462479/posts/default/5515458341651542722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommyscience.blogspot.com/2012/07/httpmyemailconstantcontactcommeet.html' title='http://myemail.constantcontact.com/Meet-Richard-Estimable-.html?soid=1103299326795&amp;aid=Tdo_blnOMII'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148018258107893517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI1fsBBiJWgRlZxWCE0whqeeOGY8Klj79D90t4a9Qc3Mr-zv_iyiAcLFiP1g-NrDulxfnscSbzfyerfNKXkdSdfggTJiVbJwMPQw2mnCiTx5el6SxKJU5KXYIIKetaLg/s220/ascott+acad+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638531495350462479.post-1616101522845081246</id><published>2012-05-09T19:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2012-05-09T19:12:45.655-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Your First Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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I will never forget my first trip to Haiti. A mother asked me to take her sick, hungry baby home with me. She spoke a different language--but we understood each other perfectly. That moment changed me and my life forever. I am thankful for my mother and that as a mother I can give my children the basics that we all need. Food, education, healthcare, and hope....and I am proud to work with Bethlehem Ministry to work toward making that dream a reality for Mothers-and my friends--in Haiti.&lt;br /&gt;
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Follow the link to learn how you can honor your Mom this Mother&#39;s Day.&lt;br /&gt;
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Please help Kajal!  If you are between the ages of 18 and 60 you can be  tested to see if you are a bone marrow match for her.  She is a 6th  grader at Athens Academy.  There is a 1/20000 chance you could be her  match.  Our 6th graders are working to get 20000 people to get tested.   You can stop in and be tested for FREE at the following locations:&lt;br /&gt;
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On Tuesday March 27, 2012:  From 3:30-8:00 pm at the Atlanta Hwy Omni Club&lt;br /&gt;
On Wednesday, March 28, 2012:  Athens Academy Spartan Center 8am-3pm&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot;&gt;        UGA Ramsey Center 6am-10am&lt;br /&gt;
UGA Tate Center 9am-4pm&lt;br /&gt;
Atlanta Hwy Omni Club 6am-10am&lt;br /&gt;
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You can also register for a testing kit on line at the following link:&lt;br /&gt;
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If you would like more info about how you can help please contact CheriCherry1971@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot;&gt;The blessing?&amp;nbsp; I am so thankful to be a part of this community.&amp;nbsp; Be a blessing for Kajal! &lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommyscience.blogspot.com/feeds/4659828560214428126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5638531495350462479/4659828560214428126?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5638531495350462479/posts/default/4659828560214428126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5638531495350462479/posts/default/4659828560214428126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommyscience.blogspot.com/2012/03/please-help-kajal-you-could-save-her.html' title='Please help Kajal-you could save her life!'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148018258107893517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI1fsBBiJWgRlZxWCE0whqeeOGY8Klj79D90t4a9Qc3Mr-zv_iyiAcLFiP1g-NrDulxfnscSbzfyerfNKXkdSdfggTJiVbJwMPQw2mnCiTx5el6SxKJU5KXYIIKetaLg/s220/ascott+acad+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjljlqaHMFDVdMSwaxRP-w5kScV_FTv6VMWvT61mBcvzYYq1_43VNwUfU6daEDijN77yFYAPM18IowVXnH22guc6nVBC-5dEsS3cFga0YxM4JR1anv5H6weEpoeLeOk5JLdELdYb530vii6/s72-c/kajal+patel.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638531495350462479.post-7192946929806515663</id><published>2011-12-16T17:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T17:59:14.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Greatest Gift and Bethlehem Ministry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEPiHQUgwm_BHQxzIfP2Plm_N28oOXO7EZy5Z-b2SOMWVi4u7_059njftcaMprCU9AwJly5lSF1cFFLUPkiq9qjUYI39EYGG8UZ_yC6lbro1AWXC4KSb2FmWr-rQU39go1jedIvbuK8MWh/s1600/DSC01851.JPG&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEPiHQUgwm_BHQxzIfP2Plm_N28oOXO7EZy5Z-b2SOMWVi4u7_059njftcaMprCU9AwJly5lSF1cFFLUPkiq9qjUYI39EYGG8UZ_yC6lbro1AWXC4KSb2FmWr-rQU39go1jedIvbuK8MWh/s320/DSC01851.JPG&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I have received the greatest Gift through my involvement in this Ministry as I have witnessed the transforming power of gifts from people like you in Haiti.  I encourage you to support Bethlehem Ministry in your end of year giving.  Provide education, health, and hope.  What could be more important to give this Christmas season?&amp;nbsp; Click &lt;a href=&quot;http://myemail.constantcontact.com/The-Greatest-Gift.html?soid=1103299326795&amp;amp;aid=eWqLxksnNtk&quot;&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to read our latest e-news and discover the Greatest Gift for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;
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Can&#39;t seem to stop counting blessings.&amp;nbsp; Since I made it to 365, I won&#39;t keep up with numbers anymore, but I&#39;ve got to keep writing.&amp;nbsp; It really did become a habit to count and report my blessings, and it has proven a hard habit to break.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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So, today I am thankful for my Dad.&amp;nbsp; I am thankful that he reads, that he taught me to love reading and to love learning.&amp;nbsp; He&#39;s made a hobby of reading presidential biographies-and I&#39;ve just gotten started. This one is delightful!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommyscience.blogspot.com/feeds/1480247347078963096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5638531495350462479/1480247347078963096?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5638531495350462479/posts/default/1480247347078963096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5638531495350462479/posts/default/1480247347078963096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommyscience.blogspot.com/2011/07/read-books-your-father-read.html' title='Read the Books your Father Read'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148018258107893517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI1fsBBiJWgRlZxWCE0whqeeOGY8Klj79D90t4a9Qc3Mr-zv_iyiAcLFiP1g-NrDulxfnscSbzfyerfNKXkdSdfggTJiVbJwMPQw2mnCiTx5el6SxKJU5KXYIIKetaLg/s220/ascott+acad+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638531495350462479.post-125219377300681519</id><published>2011-05-16T16:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T16:38:56.493-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Finishing the Gratitude Journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Saturday May 7, 2011 Blessing #365&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I have been procrastinating. I just can&#39;t believe I&#39;ve arrived at 365 blessings-and I&#39;m sad to close a chapter.&amp;nbsp; There were several times during this year when I wished I hadn&#39;t taken this on.&amp;nbsp; It isn&#39;t like I&#39;m a Mom with nothing to do--I mean, this wasn&#39;t about filling time.&amp;nbsp; I work full time, I have 3 kids, and I am on a tireless quest to be the best at everything. I just started a 2nd job.&amp;nbsp; So, I really didn&#39;t have time for a new project--but, I think this was my response to my most recent trip to Haiti.&lt;br /&gt;
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After my first trip in 2007, I developed an entirely new relationship with food. I lost the ability to overeat.&amp;nbsp; The reaction manifested before I really understood what was happening, but in retrospect I think I get it.&amp;nbsp; I just felt that if I have access to health care and education-so that I know what my body needs and I can get it seen about when I&#39;m sick, there is not excuse for me to have an unhealthy relationship with food.&amp;nbsp; The Haitians I worked with would love to know more about taking good care of themselves.&amp;nbsp; The least I can do is that put that knowledge to use!&lt;br /&gt;
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So, after this last trip, I came home with an acute sense of just how good I&#39;ve got it.&amp;nbsp; I knew that I needed to keep that awareness, even as I was swept back up in a busy lifestyle of excess.&amp;nbsp; This exercise--noticing and documenting a blessing everyday--was designed to help me do just that. And now, I am at the end of my year--and here&#39;s what I can report:&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;1.&amp;nbsp; It was much easier to find blessings than I thought--even on the bad days.&amp;nbsp; Without this exercise, I wouldn&#39;t have noticed them, so I&#39;m thankful to have developed this habit.&lt;br /&gt;
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2.&amp;nbsp; This exercise fundamentally changed my approach to negative situations.&amp;nbsp; Instead of looking for something to complain about, or someone to blame--I forced myself to look for the positive in traffic jams, debt issues, and confrontations.&lt;br /&gt;
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3.&amp;nbsp; This promoted fabulous conversations with my children-and they became my cheer leaders. &quot;Mom, did you type your blessing today?&quot;&amp;nbsp; It has been good that I have modeled the discipline of thankfulness for them.&lt;br /&gt;
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Those are the top 3--I could go on.&amp;nbsp; So, I did it--and I&#39;m proud that I saw it through.&amp;nbsp; Completing this exercise is my blessing for today.&amp;nbsp; I am a better person for it!&amp;nbsp; Now, go count YOUR blessings.&amp;nbsp; :-)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommyscience.blogspot.com/feeds/125219377300681519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5638531495350462479/125219377300681519?isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5638531495350462479/posts/default/125219377300681519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5638531495350462479/posts/default/125219377300681519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommyscience.blogspot.com/2011/05/finishing-gratitude-journey.html' title='Finishing the Gratitude Journey'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148018258107893517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI1fsBBiJWgRlZxWCE0whqeeOGY8Klj79D90t4a9Qc3Mr-zv_iyiAcLFiP1g-NrDulxfnscSbzfyerfNKXkdSdfggTJiVbJwMPQw2mnCiTx5el6SxKJU5KXYIIKetaLg/s220/ascott+acad+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638531495350462479.post-5721928700535607969</id><published>2011-05-08T19:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T19:30:35.748-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids&#39; Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Thursday May 5, 2011 Blessing #363&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Henslee was up right at 6:30 this morning. It makes it tough, because that is when I am supposed to be waking Chip and Katie and getting breakfast and lunches ready.&amp;nbsp; (Trey is gone at 6:30 everyday) Anyhow, I am lucky, because Chip is old enough to help.&amp;nbsp; I summoned him to Henslee&#39;s room to ask him to fix cereal since I was nursing--he took one look at me, and before I had time to say a word said, &quot;Mom, you&#39;ve got big dark bags under you eyes!&quot;&amp;nbsp; I was feeling rough-and sure enough when I looked in the mirror later I had major raccoon action going on. &lt;br /&gt;
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Yes, I&#39;m tired--I&#39;m also broke, frustrated with my never ending to do list, anxious about leaving Henslee to go back to work, and desperate for time alone with my Husband.&amp;nbsp; But I wouldn&#39;t trade any of it-I love being a Mom, and I&#39;ve just learned that the dark bags under my eyes are just part of it!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Friday, May 6, 2011 Blessing #364&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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This morning I was sitting at breakfast with Chip and Katie, and they were telling me all about what I could expect to get for Mothers&#39; Day.&amp;nbsp; It was so cute--they were beaming with pride over the Mom themed crafts they were working on at school.&amp;nbsp; So,&amp;nbsp;it came time to give pre-bus hugs.&amp;nbsp; Katie, as she pulled out of my embrace, looked up at me and matter of factly said, &quot;Mommy, I know what I&#39;m going to ask for on Kids&#39; Day.&amp;nbsp; When is it?&quot;&amp;nbsp; I laughed back at her and said, &quot;Honey, Kids&#39; day is EVERYDAY! And with it you get everything you need, but no presents!&quot;&amp;nbsp; I can remember a similar conversation with a 4 or 5 year old Chip-we had celebrated Mothers&#39; Day then Fathers&#39; Day-so he figured it perfectly reasonable to ask when Kids&#39; Day was coming.&amp;nbsp; My children are hilarious!&amp;nbsp; And thank heaven that when I am all worked up about getting the clothes washed, the bookbags ready, and/or the kitchen the clean-they say something and remind me how precious it is to look at the world through their eyes.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommyscience.blogspot.com/feeds/5721928700535607969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5638531495350462479/5721928700535607969?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5638531495350462479/posts/default/5721928700535607969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5638531495350462479/posts/default/5721928700535607969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommyscience.blogspot.com/2011/05/kids-day.html' title='Kids&#39; Day'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148018258107893517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI1fsBBiJWgRlZxWCE0whqeeOGY8Klj79D90t4a9Qc3Mr-zv_iyiAcLFiP1g-NrDulxfnscSbzfyerfNKXkdSdfggTJiVbJwMPQw2mnCiTx5el6SxKJU5KXYIIKetaLg/s220/ascott+acad+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638531495350462479.post-9090170900167372550</id><published>2011-05-05T08:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T19:31:35.665-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I am One Person</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Wednesday&amp;nbsp;May 4, 2011 Blessing #362&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Henslee had her 2 month check up today--she is doing fabulously!&amp;nbsp; She is longest of the 3 kids at this age--and as tall as they are now, I wonder if she will be even taller.&amp;nbsp; I hope so. I&#39;m tall, and I remember being self conscious about it; but now I would give anything for another 2 inches!&lt;br /&gt;
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She got a ton of vaccines this morning.&amp;nbsp; She wasn&#39;t pleased (understatement), but I am so thankful to have access to preventative care--having been in Haiti and seen children sick and dying from completely preventable illnesses, I know that vaccinations are a blessing and a major victory for science.&lt;br /&gt;
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Tonight, I took Henslee and Katie to Snapshots--it is a series of monologues by the Advanced Acting Class at Athens Academy-and this year at the end there was a one woman show written and performed by Anne Lanier Gilbert.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anne Lanier, a senior, is the current president of the Interact Club which I sponsor.&amp;nbsp; Last year, she was one of 6 students who accompanied me to Terrier Rouge, Haiti just 2 months after the country was ravaged by an earthquake.&amp;nbsp; She is a bright, beautiful, gifted girl--but even so, I was shocked by her response to that trip.&amp;nbsp; She came home called to action and was completely undeterred by her age or inexperience.&amp;nbsp; She set about organizing the Stop Hunger Now event on our campus, fund raising for earthquake victims, and planning this one woman show to increase awareness about poverty in Haiti.&amp;nbsp; She went&amp;nbsp; back to Haiti in December to take photos and do more research for her project, which she titled One Person.&lt;br /&gt;
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It was just 20 minutes--she had beautiful photos and several heart felt monologues.&amp;nbsp; I sat in the back (rocking back and forth with Henslee in the Moby Wrap) and cried as she described the sweet, strong spirit of the Haitians.&amp;nbsp; She spoke of the way the children share their only meal of the day with one another--how the children are so happy with so little.&amp;nbsp; She talked about the contrast between Haitian children and American children--our children worry over the brand of blue jeans they wear and the Haitian children smile through their hunger.&amp;nbsp; At the end, she called others to service. She said, &quot;I am Anne Lanier Gilbert, and I am just One Person. But together we can be many people working for Haiti.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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What a young lady!&amp;nbsp; And what a testament to the miracle of visiting Haiti.&amp;nbsp; You go to minister, but the real magic happens inside of you.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommyscience.blogspot.com/feeds/9090170900167372550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5638531495350462479/9090170900167372550?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5638531495350462479/posts/default/9090170900167372550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5638531495350462479/posts/default/9090170900167372550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommyscience.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-am-one-person.html' title='I am One Person'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148018258107893517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI1fsBBiJWgRlZxWCE0whqeeOGY8Klj79D90t4a9Qc3Mr-zv_iyiAcLFiP1g-NrDulxfnscSbzfyerfNKXkdSdfggTJiVbJwMPQw2mnCiTx5el6SxKJU5KXYIIKetaLg/s220/ascott+acad+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638531495350462479.post-1389736926459534838</id><published>2011-05-04T11:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T11:30:03.048-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartache and Potty Habits of the Supernatural</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Monday May 2, 2011 Blessing #360&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I am anxious about leaving Henslee in June, so anxious that I didn&#39;t sleep well the last 2 nights.&amp;nbsp; I know that plenty of working mothers will have no patience with this-I mean she will be 3 months old, and I will be away from her just 1/2 days for 3 weeks.&amp;nbsp; Plenty of mothers bypass breast feeding all together and have to put their babies in day care at 6 weeks of age.&lt;br /&gt;
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Still, there is nothing like the feeling of being right HERE and able to respond immediately to Henslee.&amp;nbsp; I love to feed her, to talk&amp;nbsp;with her (she is quite the conversationalist!), to nuzzle her baby peach fuzz, and to luxuriate in motherhood while she naps on my chest.&amp;nbsp; My heart aches thinking about any separation from her!&lt;br /&gt;
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So, the best cure for this anxiety is to acknowledge just how great I&#39;ve got it.&amp;nbsp; I am so grateful for this special time with Henslee.&amp;nbsp; I am blessed with a happy, healthy baby--and I am a happy, healthy mother.&amp;nbsp; I need to get better at not sweating the small stuff.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday May 3, 2011 Blessing #361&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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As Katie was headed out to catch the bus this morning, she piped up with, &quot;Mom, does God go to the bathroom?&quot;&amp;nbsp; Just then, the bus rounded the corner and she rushed outside.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I never got to answer, but I am still laughing about it.&amp;nbsp; This time of year folks are struggling to make sense of the Resurection and Transfiguration.&amp;nbsp; Katie just wants to understand God&#39;s&amp;nbsp; need for Elimination.&lt;br /&gt;
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She is hilarious,bright, and inquisitive--and I love being surprised by what she says!&amp;nbsp; What a blessing she is.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommyscience.blogspot.com/feeds/1389736926459534838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5638531495350462479/1389736926459534838?isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5638531495350462479/posts/default/1389736926459534838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5638531495350462479/posts/default/1389736926459534838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommyscience.blogspot.com/2011/05/heartache-and-potty-habits-of.html' title='Heartache and Potty Habits of the Supernatural'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148018258107893517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI1fsBBiJWgRlZxWCE0whqeeOGY8Klj79D90t4a9Qc3Mr-zv_iyiAcLFiP1g-NrDulxfnscSbzfyerfNKXkdSdfggTJiVbJwMPQw2mnCiTx5el6SxKJU5KXYIIKetaLg/s220/ascott+acad+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638531495350462479.post-9031104579874580902</id><published>2011-05-02T09:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T09:27:56.233-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Months of Blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Sunday May 1, 2011&amp;nbsp; Blessing #359&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Henslee is 2 months old today. Where does the time go?&amp;nbsp; It was busy day--we started with Sunday School and church then headed out to lunch.&amp;nbsp; Next we had to get Katie ready for birthday party (of course this required a lat minute trip to Walmart).&amp;nbsp; While Trey took her (Thank God for him) Chip, Henslee and I headed out to exercise. Finally, my substitute teacher, Ashley (and Thank God for her--I mean I am not even worried about my students so I&#39;m just enjoying my baby!), came over so we could start planning for final exams.&amp;nbsp; Trey made spaghetti (again, Wow!) we enjoyed a great meal and then Ashley and I got to work.&amp;nbsp; After nursing Henslee and tucking the last child in, I finally settled into bed.&amp;nbsp; It was then that I realized that we had reached the 2 month mark with Henslee.&amp;nbsp; What a fabulous 2 months--and how thankful I am to have a happy healthy baby and a wonderful home full of Love to raise her in!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommyscience.blogspot.com/feeds/9031104579874580902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5638531495350462479/9031104579874580902?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5638531495350462479/posts/default/9031104579874580902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5638531495350462479/posts/default/9031104579874580902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommyscience.blogspot.com/2011/05/2-months-of-blessings.html' title='2 Months of Blessings'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148018258107893517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI1fsBBiJWgRlZxWCE0whqeeOGY8Klj79D90t4a9Qc3Mr-zv_iyiAcLFiP1g-NrDulxfnscSbzfyerfNKXkdSdfggTJiVbJwMPQw2mnCiTx5el6SxKJU5KXYIIKetaLg/s220/ascott+acad+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638531495350462479.post-4234918876812130498</id><published>2011-05-02T09:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T09:15:29.463-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What is God Made Of?</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Saturday April 30, 2011 Blessing # 358&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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There I was, just relaxing on the couch and nursing my baby.&amp;nbsp; Katie, my 5 year old, climbs up beside me and very matter of factly asks, &quot;Mommy, What is God made of? I mean boys are made of snips and snails and puppy dog tails and girls are made of sugar and spice and everything nice, so what is God made of? What Mommy?&quot;&amp;nbsp; I said what I almost always say in these situations: &quot;What an excellent question, Katie! Let&#39;s ask Papa (my Dad the Pastor!).&quot;&amp;nbsp; But, I took a stab at it a few minutes later when I said:&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;I believe God is made of Love.&quot;&amp;nbsp; She responded with &quot;How do you know Mommy?&quot;&amp;nbsp; &quot;I don&#39;t &lt;i&gt;know&lt;/i&gt;, Katie, I&lt;i&gt; believe&lt;/i&gt;--and I believe it because every time I feel or see love I sense that I am in the presence of God.&quot;&amp;nbsp; She said, &quot;Oh, OK!&quot; and bounced off to change into another outlandish outfit and continue being a 5 year old little girl. That was enough for her. She left that interchange completely satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;
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Today I am thankful for a moment with my daughter I will always remember. I was blessed by her example of child like faith.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommyscience.blogspot.com/feeds/4234918876812130498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5638531495350462479/4234918876812130498?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5638531495350462479/posts/default/4234918876812130498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5638531495350462479/posts/default/4234918876812130498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommyscience.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-is-god-made-of.html' title='What is God Made Of?'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148018258107893517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI1fsBBiJWgRlZxWCE0whqeeOGY8Klj79D90t4a9Qc3Mr-zv_iyiAcLFiP1g-NrDulxfnscSbzfyerfNKXkdSdfggTJiVbJwMPQw2mnCiTx5el6SxKJU5KXYIIKetaLg/s220/ascott+acad+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638531495350462479.post-1999806626155912131</id><published>2011-04-29T22:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T09:17:05.596-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Anyway</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Friday April 29, 2011 Blessing #357&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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How am I already here?&amp;nbsp; Only 8 blessings left to write.&amp;nbsp; When I set out to do this a year ago, I had several goals.&amp;nbsp; First, I wanted to remember everyday how fortunate I am. Second, I wanted to get back in the habit of writing on a daily basis.&amp;nbsp; And finally, I wanted to share what I learned through this gratitude journey with whoever happened to read it.&amp;nbsp; I have managed to accomplish those 3 goals--and that is something to be proud of!&amp;nbsp; I&#39;m not sure the blog-o-sphere would define me as successful.&amp;nbsp; I&#39;m not making money from the ads or products featured on my site, I&#39;m not overcome with large numbers of readers, and my blog is quite monotonous. By that, I mean themes have emerged in my blessings: love, friendship, health, food, shelter--the typical stuff; nothing too earth shattering.&lt;br /&gt;
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So, now what?&amp;nbsp; I am pleased to say that the seeking of blessings has become second nature to me.&amp;nbsp; Likewise, the corresponding change in my approach to unpleasant days has made me a much nicer and easier to be around person.&amp;nbsp; I&#39;m not suggesting that counting blessings prevents hard days from happening, but I am absolutely convinced that it has lessened the power those hard days have over me. I want to keep on with a bogging adventure, but I&#39;m not sure where to go next.....any ideas?&amp;nbsp; I need to have it sorted out in 8 days!&lt;br /&gt;
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And today--I&#39;m thankful for this song that sums up my outlook on life.&amp;nbsp; It is an outlook made possible by the miracle of Easter. Every time I hear it, I find myself renewing my natural optimism and faith.&amp;nbsp; This song gets me through tough times (most recently a really nasty kitchen sink--a little less recently birthing a 10# baby). I&#39;m thankful for the writers, the performer, and the courage to believe tomorrow will be better than today.&lt;br /&gt;
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Something from nothin&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
One storm can come and blow it all away&lt;br /&gt;
Build it anyway&lt;br /&gt;
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You can chase a dream&lt;br /&gt;
That seems so out of reach&lt;br /&gt;
And you know it might not ever come your way&lt;br /&gt;
Dream it anyway&lt;br /&gt;
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God is great&lt;br /&gt;
But sometimes life ain&#39;t good&lt;br /&gt;
And when I pray&lt;br /&gt;
It doesn&#39;t always turn out like I think it should&lt;br /&gt;
But I do it anyway&lt;br /&gt;
I do it anyway&lt;br /&gt;
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This world&#39;s gone crazy&lt;br /&gt;
It&#39;s hard to believe&lt;br /&gt;
That tomorrow will be better than today&lt;br /&gt;
Believe it anyway&lt;br /&gt;
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You can love someone with all your heart&lt;br /&gt;
For all the right reasons&lt;br /&gt;
In a moment they can choose to walk away&lt;br /&gt;
Love &#39;em anyway&lt;br /&gt;
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God is great&lt;br /&gt;
But sometimes life ain&#39;t good&lt;br /&gt;
And when I pray&lt;br /&gt;
It doesn&#39;t always turn out like I think it should&lt;br /&gt;
But I do it anyway&lt;br /&gt;
Yeah - I do it anyway&lt;br /&gt;
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You can pour your soul out singing&lt;br /&gt;
A song you believe in&lt;br /&gt;
That tomorrow they&#39;ll forget you ever sang&lt;br /&gt;
Sing it anyway&lt;br /&gt;
Yea, sing it anyway&lt;br /&gt;
Yeah, yeah!&lt;br /&gt;
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I sing&lt;br /&gt;
I dream&lt;br /&gt;
I love&lt;br /&gt;
anyway</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommyscience.blogspot.com/feeds/1999806626155912131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5638531495350462479/1999806626155912131?isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5638531495350462479/posts/default/1999806626155912131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5638531495350462479/posts/default/1999806626155912131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommyscience.blogspot.com/2011/04/anyway.html' title='Anyway'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148018258107893517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI1fsBBiJWgRlZxWCE0whqeeOGY8Klj79D90t4a9Qc3Mr-zv_iyiAcLFiP1g-NrDulxfnscSbzfyerfNKXkdSdfggTJiVbJwMPQw2mnCiTx5el6SxKJU5KXYIIKetaLg/s220/ascott+acad+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638531495350462479.post-3251978222767948489</id><published>2011-04-28T09:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T09:55:47.906-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Wednesday, April 20 2011, Blessing #348&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Thank heaven for friends and neighbors!&amp;nbsp; I headed to school today to get some things squared away.&amp;nbsp; Then I rushed home to get ready to greet Chip and Katie plus their friends on the bus.&amp;nbsp; About then, I realized I just didn&#39;t have it in me to get Chip across town to his make up soccer game.&amp;nbsp; Poor Henslee had been strapped in that carrier all day--she was fussy with gas and/or reflux, and I was exhausted! Thank heaven for my friend and neighbor, Adele, who picked him up on the way and took him. &amp;nbsp; And thank heaven that I have gotten to a place in my life where I will ask for help in that way.&amp;nbsp; For too long I have been trying to do everything myself--as if asking for help was something to be ashamed of.&amp;nbsp; I am over it.....I realize now that all I can do is my best, and that I am blessed with friends and family who will help!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Thursday, April 21 2011, Blessing #349&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;Easy as pie to find the blessing today!&amp;nbsp; Look at these happy, healthy children. They were out of school today and are out again tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; Oh sure, we may be in debt up to our eyeballs, but in all the things that matter, we are so blessed!&amp;nbsp; And as far as the debt goes--we&#39;re working on it.&amp;nbsp; :-)&amp;nbsp; It just takes forever.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Friday, April 22, 2011, Blessing #350&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;Thank heaven that today Gloria came!&amp;nbsp; The kids were out of school again today, so I packed them up and headed to Chic-Fil-A for lunch.&amp;nbsp; Then we went to visit my friend Julie and her kids Cole and Kinsey, who used to live right down the street. It was so fun for the kids to catch up with their friends--and it was so fun for me to visit with Julie.&amp;nbsp; After we left Julie&#39;s, we picked Jean and Carson up for burgers at our house.&amp;nbsp; It was a day filled with love and laughter--and when I got home the house was clean.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Saturday, April 23, 2011 Blessing #351&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Headed to the farm today--and the house is almost ready! &amp;nbsp; It is so exciting that we are finally going to have a place where the whole family can gather comfortably.&amp;nbsp; I was so sad when they sold our place in Conyers--I felt like my home had been taken from me, but I have since realized that wherever Mom and Dad are is home for me.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway, it was wonderful to see Mom, Dad, and Grand mommy.&amp;nbsp; The weather was beautiful, the lunch was delicious, the kids ran, climbed, and explored.&amp;nbsp; Henslee smiled and talked to everyone--and enjoyed a long nap in her Papa&#39;s arms.&amp;nbsp; It was just a perfect day with my family. I am so thankful for all of them!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Sunday, April 24, 2011 Blessing #352&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Happy Easter!&amp;nbsp; Today celebrates the triumph of love over hate, life over death, and good over evil. Today is the reason I am an optimist-the reason that I believe there are blessings for me to seek everyday.&amp;nbsp; Thank God for the miracle of Easter.&amp;nbsp; We were at our church for Sunday School and Easter, and then headed to Trey&#39;s Aunt Carol Anne&#39;s for Easter lunch and a fierce egg hunt!&amp;nbsp; Here are some pics (thanks to Granna!):&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Monday, April 25, 2011 Blessing #353&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Today was a wonderful stay at home and get things back in order day! I walked and it felt great to get in the sunshine. I made it to the grocery store, caught up on the laundry, and nursed my baby.&amp;nbsp; I was on the baby aisle at the store, and couldn&#39;t believe the price of formula--I am so thankful that I am able to feed my baby with my milk--because I know it is the best thing for her, but also because it is saving our family so much money! I also realized that I have yet to buy a diaper for Henslee. We have been so blessed with family and friends giving us diapers as gifts--she is two months old and I think we might make it all the way to 3 months before we have to buy any!&amp;nbsp; Thank God that I can feed my baby....and thank God for the family and friends that are helping us support her! &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Tuesday, April 26, 2011 Blessing #354&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I finally finished my thank you notes--and I am nearly caught up on my blessings.&amp;nbsp; I know that my job is to tend this precious baby--but I also need to keep the house straight and the laundry done, shuttle the other two to activities, prepare meals that cost little or no money, and work on the STEM Academy for UGA. Now it is time for me to start working with my sub on the final exam for my students at Athens Academy.I also really want to complete Katie&#39;s first year scrapbook (yes, you read that right--Katie, not Henslee--better late than never!)&amp;nbsp; I am not complaining about having a lot to do--I love all of it!&amp;nbsp; I just spend so much of my days trying to finish things, and it never seems to happen. Every surface in my house is covered with a work in progress, and I haven&#39;t been able to complete any of them!&amp;nbsp; But today, Henslee had a long morning nap, and I got something marked off my list! I am so glad that I was able to let folks know how much I appreciate their love for us and gifts for Henslee--and that I got to clean off the table where all those notes and address books were!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Wednesday, April 27, 2011 Blessing #355&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;It is easy today!&amp;nbsp; We checked the kids out of school and headed to Gwinnett Medical to welcome Jaycie Elizabeth and Hudson Paul Mitchell--my sister in law had twins!&amp;nbsp; She is healthy and the babies are beautiful!&amp;nbsp; I am so excited when I think about Henslee having them to play with at our family gatherings.&amp;nbsp; It is going to be so fun to watch all these kids grow up!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Thursday, April 28, 2011 Blessing #356&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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I awoke today and found text messages on my phone from UGA indicating we were under tornado warning around 1:30am.&amp;nbsp; I had no idea--and if one had really hit here, we&#39;d have been in big trouble.&amp;nbsp; We were all asleep in our bedrooms--and never woke up to move to a main floor interior room.&amp;nbsp; The news is riddled with images of horrible destruction in Alabama, North Georgia, and even as close as Madison.&amp;nbsp; Today, I am thankful that our home and family are intact.&amp;nbsp; I feel like we were so lucky--and I am going to buy a weather radio!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommyscience.blogspot.com/feeds/3251978222767948489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5638531495350462479/3251978222767948489?isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5638531495350462479/posts/default/3251978222767948489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5638531495350462479/posts/default/3251978222767948489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommyscience.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter-blessings.html' title='Easter Blessings'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148018258107893517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI1fsBBiJWgRlZxWCE0whqeeOGY8Klj79D90t4a9Qc3Mr-zv_iyiAcLFiP1g-NrDulxfnscSbzfyerfNKXkdSdfggTJiVbJwMPQw2mnCiTx5el6SxKJU5KXYIIKetaLg/s220/ascott+acad+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFl2hmWlWv6NCmknbEfkIZ47SJNfja02rqbqxS4aZsRA4NhyphenhyphenvebI7Fm0N7hgFvAYCWE-lZ0F2yEyHNbWwY7afyMrwGBCL2JLc7jFdKHFSBNe98bO3Trd-Z9NE8RL5e4giLPjQUgByxONCb/s72-c/s42845ca114861_14_1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638531495350462479.post-3165570944738400727</id><published>2011-04-25T06:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T06:16:03.493-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Palm Sunday in the Neighborhood with a Good Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Sunday, April 17, 2011 Blessing #345&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Happy Palm Sunday.&amp;nbsp; This morning we headed to church--and Jean and her family came too! It was fabulous. I love my church so much, but I wish more of my family went there.&amp;nbsp; Growing up with Daddy preaching, I was seldom at church without sisters and/or Grand parents.&amp;nbsp; I miss that so much--being in the pew, the Bible study, or Sunday school with family.&lt;br /&gt;
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After church we had our Celebratory Lunch and Egg Hunt.&amp;nbsp; Chip, Katie, Carson, Miles, and Dylan loved hunting eggs--and they each got a ton! &lt;br /&gt;
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It was a blessing to celebrate Jesus&#39; triumphant entry to Jerusalem--and even more so because I had so much family to share it with!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Monday, April 18, 2011 Blessing #346&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I headed out to walk today and met up my neighbor, Judy.&amp;nbsp; I walked yesterday too, and I do love it, but it still helps motivate me to have an appointment with a friend.&amp;nbsp; Katie and her daughter Ella are the same age and attend school together--so the time flew as we compared stories showcasing their stubborn, strong personalities.&amp;nbsp; I just got to thinking---in no time we&#39;ll be sharing stories of parenting teenage girls.&amp;nbsp; How neat that we&#39;ll share all this history!&amp;nbsp; Just imagine; homecoming, prom, boyfriends, sports, and sleepovers.&amp;nbsp; I am blessed to be a part of this community.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Tuesday, April 19, 2011 Blessing #347&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Still walking! That makes 3 days in a row--and I am feeling fabulous.&amp;nbsp; I am having some pain in my left leg from the bulging disk in my back, but so far my press ups are keeping it a bay. Have I ever talked here about my back injury?&amp;nbsp; About 3 months after Katie was born I herniated two disks in my low back--and in my left leg, I lost reflexes and feeling.&amp;nbsp; (this was just a symptom from weakness caused by too much bed rest with the sepsis.&amp;nbsp; A week in the hospital will just zap your strength).&amp;nbsp; The neurosurgeon was keen to operate when the problem kept getting worse instead of better--but I was nursing a new baby and wouldn&#39;t agree to surgery.&amp;nbsp; I spent 6 weeks on my stomach whenever possible and worked several times a week in intensive rehab.&amp;nbsp; Ultimately, I healed--but I still get flare ups.&amp;nbsp; In fact, I was scared this pregnancy and/or delivery would send me under the knife with a recurrence of the herniations.&amp;nbsp; Well, I&#39;m not out of the woods yet--but I am thankful that so far I&#39;m still standing!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommyscience.blogspot.com/feeds/3165570944738400727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5638531495350462479/3165570944738400727?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5638531495350462479/posts/default/3165570944738400727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5638531495350462479/posts/default/3165570944738400727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommyscience.blogspot.com/2011/04/palm-sunday-in-neighborhood-with-good.html' title='Palm Sunday in the Neighborhood with a Good Back'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148018258107893517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI1fsBBiJWgRlZxWCE0whqeeOGY8Klj79D90t4a9Qc3Mr-zv_iyiAcLFiP1g-NrDulxfnscSbzfyerfNKXkdSdfggTJiVbJwMPQw2mnCiTx5el6SxKJU5KXYIIKetaLg/s220/ascott+acad+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638531495350462479.post-4029262678091567010</id><published>2011-04-22T09:58:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T09:59:33.132-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Bank of America, Please Return my Soul</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Funny Title-but so true! Today our debt is on my mind......Maybe I should actually buy a lottery ticket? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Monday, April 11, 2011 Blessing # 339&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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It was fabulous to wake up at home today--and to not have to put Henslee in the car seat. I feel like the poor thing was cooped up all weekend in that seat while Mom and I were at the conference.&amp;nbsp; I had no idea how exhausted that trip would make me--even though I had a blast making memories.&amp;nbsp; It was a lot--hiking hills and toting this baby and all her gear. I am feeling stronger, but I got pretty anemic at the end of my pregnancy, and it takes a long time to recover from that.&amp;nbsp; So, today, I am beat. I am thrilled to sit on the couch and stare at and cuddle with my baby--Oh, and I&#39;m going to give her a bath to get the travel grime off. There is nothing like the smell of fresh baby to make me feel like all is right with the world.&lt;br /&gt;
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I am thankful for downtime and for a precious, fresh baby who loves her bath!&amp;nbsp; And for Granna who took these pictures a few weeks ago!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Tuesday, April 12, 2011 Blessing #340&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Today I attended a funeral of a dear friend of our family.&amp;nbsp; Specifically, the Grandfather of my husband&#39;s brother in law, Don.&amp;nbsp; I have know Don a long time--since we were in physical therapy together 15 years ago.&amp;nbsp; His daughter, Karen, set Trey and I up on our first date.&amp;nbsp; His Grandson, Kasey, is a fabulous husband to my sister-in-law Courtni.&amp;nbsp; (On a side note, Trey, Courtni, Kasey, and I all went to high school together)&lt;br /&gt;
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The funeral was such a blessing.&amp;nbsp; Oh, sure, there were tears, but there was also joy.&amp;nbsp; Joy that Don lived and loved--that he knew he was loved by God--and that he modeled faith and love for all those in his family.&amp;nbsp; He was a good, gentle man--his love for his wife and all that resulted from it made the world better.&amp;nbsp; Today I am thankful for Don--and for all those who have loved before making my life possible.&lt;br /&gt;
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I love being able to put my baby in the stroller and head out to exercise. It makes me feel so good!&amp;nbsp; Our neighborhood is full of walkers, so I also get ample opportunity to show her off.&amp;nbsp; We spend time talking about the flowers, the birds, the beautiful blue sky (are you all cracking up right now imagining me talking to baby who can&#39;t talk back? Well, I talk ALL the time and she is such a good listener!)&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway--today I am thankful that I am healthy, that the weather is allowing me to be in the sun, and that my mind and body are reaping the benefits of exercise.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Thursday, April 14, 2011 Blessing #342&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Almost as healthy as a horse! I saw my OB today and was pronounced fit as a fiddle. I&#39;m still a tad anemic, but that is on its way to right, but other than that things are great.&amp;nbsp; I can&#39;t believe Henslee is 6 weeks old already. The time has come to try and introduce a bottle--not because I&#39;m going to stop nursing, but to allow for occasional separation.&amp;nbsp; Here&#39;s hoping that goes well!&amp;nbsp; Anyway, other parents know 6 weeks is a milestone--and Henslee and I made it!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Friday, April 15, 2011 Blessing #343&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I love that it is tax day and my taxes have been done for weeks!&amp;nbsp; I am not famous for working ahead--especially on tedious tasks, but on this we got our stuff together.&amp;nbsp; It helps a ton that I&#39;m on leave, so I was able to just pop into the accountant&#39;s office during regular business hours.&amp;nbsp; I am amazed at all I can accomplish with time off (even though I&#39;m nursing the equivalent of a full time job every day!).&amp;nbsp; Pictures of the kids, eye check ups, I have scheduled car service, pest control, air conditioner tune ups....and managed to fix yummy meals most nights.&amp;nbsp; I know that part of what is great about working is making money---but part of what is great about not working is saving money on convenience meals and eating out. I am able to save that money because I have to THINK about ingredients, preparation, menu planning.&amp;nbsp; I am grateful for this change of pace--and for all I&#39;m learning about ways to fix easy, inexpensive meals that I can still do when I&#39;m back at work.&amp;nbsp; I miss teaching--but I am blessed to have this window of flexibility in my schedule that provides for time to marvel at my baby and time to think about what will make our lives easier and less expensive later.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Saturday, April 16, 2011 Blessing #344&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Happy Festival Day!&amp;nbsp; Today was the annual PSO fundraiser on campus.&amp;nbsp; We&#39;ve not been to one yet usually b/c of soccer or family doings--but I am so glad we went this time and we won&#39;t miss it again. It was a blast for the kids and grown ups.&amp;nbsp; Chip and Katie started us off with a Pre School/Lower School performance of awesome music (Bon Jovi and Journey!).&amp;nbsp; There were inflatables, dunking booths, yummy snacks, and fellowship.&amp;nbsp; It was just a feel good, fun, collection of parenting moments.&amp;nbsp; I was thrilled to have my husband there with us and to watch my children laugh with their friends in that community they love.&amp;nbsp; We are so blessed to be a part of Athens Academy!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommyscience.blogspot.com/feeds/4029262678091567010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5638531495350462479/4029262678091567010?isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5638531495350462479/posts/default/4029262678091567010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5638531495350462479/posts/default/4029262678091567010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommyscience.blogspot.com/2011/04/dear-bank-of-america-please-return-my.html' title='Dear Bank of America, Please Return my Soul'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148018258107893517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI1fsBBiJWgRlZxWCE0whqeeOGY8Klj79D90t4a9Qc3Mr-zv_iyiAcLFiP1g-NrDulxfnscSbzfyerfNKXkdSdfggTJiVbJwMPQw2mnCiTx5el6SxKJU5KXYIIKetaLg/s220/ascott+acad+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL_TSEL0Uk8lNuP7biSqJSknVKs2NBMEbPukkEWPYSSlaodnQfIteQHG9_6KYSW9RH0U3Pp39R9z2wZFml2cfFT04JhL9BkAHDxWJy6pxvcf-nu4qto78PZt0C9tehzIJn1TZvaDd95D6A/s72-c/mommy+and+henslee+bath+3+weeks+olkd.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638531495350462479.post-2569579664298836858</id><published>2011-04-19T08:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T08:27:23.094-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Catching Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Saturday, April 9, 2011 Blessing #337&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I have my Mom all to myself!&amp;nbsp; We have laughed so much already this weekend--and that is really saying something, given that finding and settling into our accommodations was a nightmare.&amp;nbsp; After we got on campus, we realized due to a communication error that we were slotted to be in a cabin with students from other high schools.&amp;nbsp; Clearly, with me nursing every 3 hours, this wasn&#39;t going to do.&amp;nbsp; So, we began looking for a hotel (parked on the Berry campus, with me nursing in the back seat!), and couldn&#39;t find one with a vacancy within 30 miles from the school.&amp;nbsp; I couldn&#39;t believe it--Rome is famous for not having much going on except when Berry or Shorter are having a graduation.&amp;nbsp; I love Interact, but there is no way it has filled up every hotel!&amp;nbsp; So, we ended up at a Holiday Inn in Cedartown (in their last room--really?&amp;nbsp; It is a one horse town!) at Midnight.&amp;nbsp; It took an hour to get checked in, and then I began unloading the truck.&amp;nbsp; Because of the pack and play it took another half hour. Finally at 2:00 am we were in bed.&amp;nbsp; Henslee never missed a beat--in fact, she slept straight through it--it was the first night she went from 10:30 until 5:30 without feeding--but a lot of good it did me, traipsing all over creation lugging a pack and play at just 5 weeks post partum.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have a chronic issue with over extending myself.&amp;nbsp; You know, saying, &quot;oh, we&#39;ll just go! with the new baby&quot; several months ago didn&#39;t seem like such a big deal until I was crashing into bed at 2am.&amp;nbsp; Promising to be grateful everyday for a year didn&#39;t seem like a stretch either--but it is tough and has required major discipline.&amp;nbsp; I mean, in the throws of the mess last night and early this morning, it is my job to find the blessing.&lt;br /&gt;
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Well, here it is--Mom and I will never forget that! (kind of like that time we spent Dad&#39;s emergency money on lingerie in FLA).&amp;nbsp; We laughed until our sides hurt, and had it all gone according to plan it wouldn&#39;t have been nearly as special. So I&#39;m thankful I woke up in a bed--thankful my Mom is here to help me navigate this craziness--and thankful I love my work with Interact Club enough to commit to it in the first place!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Sunday, April 10, 2011 Blessing #338&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Oh, my back hurts!&amp;nbsp; But we are home and I am so glad.&amp;nbsp; It was a wonderful weekend.&amp;nbsp; Watching young people celebrate service is a fabulous past time. It was great to visit with the Rotarians who support their work, and I will cherish the memories I made with Mom.&amp;nbsp; But now, I am thankful for a safe trip home--and that tonight I will sleep in my bed (for however long Henslee allows it!)&amp;nbsp; Oh, and the District Interact Chair informed me they were making a gift to Bethlehem Ministry in my honor.&amp;nbsp; That made me pretty happy!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommyscience.blogspot.com/feeds/2569579664298836858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5638531495350462479/2569579664298836858?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5638531495350462479/posts/default/2569579664298836858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5638531495350462479/posts/default/2569579664298836858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommyscience.blogspot.com/2011/04/still-catching-up.html' title='Still Catching Up!'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148018258107893517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI1fsBBiJWgRlZxWCE0whqeeOGY8Klj79D90t4a9Qc3Mr-zv_iyiAcLFiP1g-NrDulxfnscSbzfyerfNKXkdSdfggTJiVbJwMPQw2mnCiTx5el6SxKJU5KXYIIKetaLg/s220/ascott+acad+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638531495350462479.post-5589951416598774107</id><published>2011-04-18T19:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T19:20:11.819-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Whole lot of Thanking Going On</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday, April 5, 2011 Blessing #333&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I kept Chip out this morning, so we could get his left eye checked out.&amp;nbsp; The pediatrician has noticed it is a bit weaker than his right, and I figured I should get it seen about while I&#39;m on leave.&amp;nbsp; It was a riot.&amp;nbsp; I overslept, so Katie missed the bus.&amp;nbsp; That meant I had all 3 kids in the room with the opthalmologist.&amp;nbsp; (not too mention the skit the kids put on in the waiting room with Katie&#39;s toy horses) At one point, I was nursing, Katie was rolling on the Dr.&#39;s stool, and Henslee was pooping all over her clothes and blanket.&amp;nbsp; I suppose it sank in--my life will never be the same!&amp;nbsp; The good news is Chip&#39;s eye is fine.&amp;nbsp; No glasses yet, which is great, because I can&#39;t imagine managing one more thing.&amp;nbsp; Anyway--I was tense and frustrated. But I was forced by this exercise in gratitude to find the blessing--and I know that I am fortunate that my family has access to healthcare.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday, April 6, 2011 Blessing #334&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I took Chip to meet Trey for practice tonight, and that means I got to have time with just my girls.&amp;nbsp; Katie is marvelous.&amp;nbsp; She is fiesty--don&#39;t get me wrong--and difficult and stubborn.&amp;nbsp; But the girl is going places.&amp;nbsp; She has been amazing with Henslee (even if a little ill with Mommy), and I love watching her come into her own.&amp;nbsp; She has an artist&#39;s eye-which she must have gotten from her Dad. She lives to change her clothes and wear outlandish outfits.&amp;nbsp; She is an genius at interpersonal skills and can get anyone to do just about anything she wants.&amp;nbsp; This girl is such an individual, and I can&#39;t wait to see her impact on the world.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Thursday, April 7, 2011 Blessing #335&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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So, I have been looking pretty rough. Way to much gray hair for my age. It is the one thing about pregnancy, I don&#39;t love. Sure, my hair gets thick and shiny, but it also gets grey.&amp;nbsp; After this third pregnancy, I have so much gray I will have to pull out the big guns to cover it up! So, that&#39;s where I headed today...Shannon Salon and Spa...and I left feeling like a new person.&amp;nbsp; I feel so shallow saying it, but getting my hair done today really put a spring in my step.&amp;nbsp; Plus, I got to catch up with Shannon and show off my new baby.&amp;nbsp; It was great that today I got to do something just for me--and I know it seems small, but I am all about being thankful for hair color!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Friday, April 8, 2011 Blessing #336&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span&gt;&lt;iframe align=&quot;left&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot; marginheight=&quot;0&quot; marginwidth=&quot;0&quot; scrolling=&quot;no&quot; src=&quot;http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=finding36-20&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;p=8&amp;amp;l=bpl&amp;amp;asins=0820327581&amp;amp;fc1=000000&amp;amp;IS2=1&amp;amp;lt1=_blank&amp;amp;m=amazon&amp;amp;lc1=0000FF&amp;amp;bc1=000000&amp;amp;bg1=FFFFFF&amp;amp;f=ifr&quot; style=&quot;align: left; height: 245px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 5px; width: 131px;&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Today I took a road trip with my Mom, my friend and colleague Julie, Baby Henslee, and MacKinsey and Aashni (two students).&amp;nbsp; We headed through the Gate of Opportunity at Berry College for the District Interact Club Conference (if I haven&#39;t mentioned it, I love Rotary--and Interact is the high school&amp;nbsp;version--I sponsor it at the Academy)&amp;nbsp;.&amp;nbsp; I graduated from Berry in 1999, and my 4 years there were special beyond the telling.&amp;nbsp; I learned so much about myself and about Biology.&amp;nbsp; The campus is incredible--the views, the fragrances--and the feelings I get when I pull onto campus are so strong!&amp;nbsp; It just hit me so hard as we pulled through the gate that I am so grateful for the opportunity I had to study there.&amp;nbsp; I am inspired by that place and by the legacy of Martha Berry.&amp;nbsp; I thank God, and my parents, for making that inspiration possible.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommyscience.blogspot.com/feeds/5589951416598774107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5638531495350462479/5589951416598774107?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5638531495350462479/posts/default/5589951416598774107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5638531495350462479/posts/default/5589951416598774107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommyscience.blogspot.com/2011/04/whole-lot-of-thanking-going-on.html' title='A Whole lot of Thanking Going On'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148018258107893517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI1fsBBiJWgRlZxWCE0whqeeOGY8Klj79D90t4a9Qc3Mr-zv_iyiAcLFiP1g-NrDulxfnscSbzfyerfNKXkdSdfggTJiVbJwMPQw2mnCiTx5el6SxKJU5KXYIIKetaLg/s220/ascott+acad+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638531495350462479.post-3382821104855285615</id><published>2011-04-18T16:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T16:19:57.791-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Eveyln Paris</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Monday, April 4, 2011 Blessing #332&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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This is my Grandmother&#39;s birthday--Eveyln Paris Watson.&amp;nbsp; She died when I was pregnant with Chip.&amp;nbsp; I remember so much about her.&amp;nbsp; She had a wonderful zest for life, an infectious laugh, and a serious sweet tooth.&amp;nbsp; She loved her children fiercely, and was carried away with her Grandkids too.&amp;nbsp; Today I am thinking about all the good that is in the world because she loved my Grandfather.&amp;nbsp; I wish she could see me be a Mom and know my children--but mostly I am thankful that I knew her.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommyscience.blogspot.com/feeds/3382821104855285615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5638531495350462479/3382821104855285615?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5638531495350462479/posts/default/3382821104855285615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5638531495350462479/posts/default/3382821104855285615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommyscience.blogspot.com/2011/04/eveyln-paris.html' title='Eveyln Paris'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148018258107893517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI1fsBBiJWgRlZxWCE0whqeeOGY8Klj79D90t4a9Qc3Mr-zv_iyiAcLFiP1g-NrDulxfnscSbzfyerfNKXkdSdfggTJiVbJwMPQw2mnCiTx5el6SxKJU5KXYIIKetaLg/s220/ascott+acad+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638531495350462479.post-6070479570925278936</id><published>2011-04-17T23:02:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T23:04:35.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'>See My Miracle</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Thursday, March 31, 2011 Blessing #328&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I know that it is a miracle that I am able to have a happy, healthy baby with a man I adore.&amp;nbsp; Thank you, God, for this gift.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Friday, April 1, 2011 Blessing #329&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Henslee had her one month check up today. She is happy and healthy.&amp;nbsp; I can&#39;t help but think about the mothers who try to conceive-and can&#39;t, or the mothers without access to health care who lose their lives during delivery, or the mothers who lose their babies to preventable diseases, and I thank God.&amp;nbsp; So, I&#39;m tired. My life with three children is crazy.&amp;nbsp; We owe a ton of money and have barely any in savings. I am rich beyond measure in all the ways that matter!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Saturday, April 2, 2011 Blessing #330&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Soccer and the Farm--two of my favorite things all in one day!&amp;nbsp; The weather was perfect for a day spent outside and Mom made meat loaf.&amp;nbsp; I am so thankful that my parents are close enough that we can pop over sometimes--and get a little taste of home.&amp;nbsp; The farm was gorgeous--and I feel like Henslee arrived and brought spring time with her.&amp;nbsp; Everywhere I looked today I saw signs of life, hope, and joy.&amp;nbsp; What a gift!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Sunday, April 3, 2011 Blessing #331&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Talk about a comedy of errors. We were up in time to get to church--in fact we were dressed for Sunday School.&amp;nbsp; Then, Henslee had to nurse before we got there.&amp;nbsp; So, we decided to feed her, go out to breakfast, and then head to church.&amp;nbsp; Well, our breakfast out was a nightmare--no place to sit, late getting fed, etc, and long story short, we were all dressed up and never made it to church.&amp;nbsp; The blessing--I didn&#39;t even get upset!&amp;nbsp; Me, the type A control freak--I mean, we did our best! It just wasn&#39;t in the cards.&amp;nbsp; The more experience (and children) I have, the more I realize how little I actually control.&amp;nbsp; You&amp;nbsp; know, it is very freeing to give up that illusion and learn to roll with things.&amp;nbsp; I&#39;m thankful I can&#39;t be in charge of it all.....and grateful for the faith I have in the One who is.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommyscience.blogspot.com/feeds/6070479570925278936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5638531495350462479/6070479570925278936?isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5638531495350462479/posts/default/6070479570925278936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5638531495350462479/posts/default/6070479570925278936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommyscience.blogspot.com/2011/04/see-my-miracle.html' title='See My Miracle'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148018258107893517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI1fsBBiJWgRlZxWCE0whqeeOGY8Klj79D90t4a9Qc3Mr-zv_iyiAcLFiP1g-NrDulxfnscSbzfyerfNKXkdSdfggTJiVbJwMPQw2mnCiTx5el6SxKJU5KXYIIKetaLg/s220/ascott+acad+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzPHgcZkuyQT-O_r2NRNhQYqnFmTm9Xqme1CAOUdhmjI-FH2x8dHIiK4F9yUVsgwk293UEeYSEatZ6onU-kkTZKnbq5MgSKghYa4PMfQcvwzix9Av2euBIKw6VLQ36fb0tXevk7dWnoVvA/s72-c/for+thank+yous.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638531495350462479.post-841477988295700378</id><published>2011-04-15T19:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T19:17:21.699-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessings X 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Sunday March 27, 2011 Blessing #324&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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A rainy, dreary family day is just what the doctor ordered. Sometimes you just need to slow down and enjoy being with each other--without having to hurry to the next place, or plan for the next event.&amp;nbsp; Today was that for our family, and it felt good.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Monday March 28, 2011 Blessing #325&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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By some miracle, I mangaged to get the kids fed and the homework complete before piano.&amp;nbsp; That&#39;s no small feat,&amp;nbsp;but I would be remiss if I didn&#39;t admit that there was bribery involved.&amp;nbsp; Nothing gets the kids motivated to eat and work like the promise of milkshakes on the way home from piano. &lt;br /&gt;
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Speaking of milkshakes--I have never been this hungry.&amp;nbsp; Nursing makes me famished!&amp;nbsp; It is wild that I have gone from growing a baby inside of me to growing one on the outside--and I need even more calories than when&amp;nbsp; I was pregnant.&amp;nbsp; It just has me thinking--what if I couldn&#39;t get enough to eat?&amp;nbsp; What if I didn&#39;t have access to healthy food that I need to make good milk for Henslee? There is a powerful scene in the novel &lt;em&gt;Pillars of the Earth&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;iframe align=&quot;left&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot; marginheight=&quot;0&quot; marginwidth=&quot;0&quot; scrolling=&quot;no&quot; src=&quot;http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=finding36-20&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;p=8&amp;amp;l=bpl&amp;amp;asins=B003UD7J94&amp;amp;fc1=000000&amp;amp;IS2=1&amp;amp;lt1=_blank&amp;amp;m=amazon&amp;amp;lc1=0000FF&amp;amp;bc1=000000&amp;amp;bg1=FFFFFF&amp;amp;f=ifr&quot; style=&quot;align: left; height: 245px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 5px; width: 131px;&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;when a pregnant Mom is malnourished-she later dies in childbirth.&amp;nbsp; It happens all the time in Haiti and other improvished nations--and I know it happens closer to home as well.&amp;nbsp; I can&#39;t imagine the horror of not being able to provide for my children.&amp;nbsp; Today I am so thankful that I have plenty to eat--that I can feed my family (including Henslee!).&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Wednesday March 30, 2011 Blessing #327&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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Granna is back!&amp;nbsp; She is feeling better--and the kids are so excited to spend time with her.&amp;nbsp; We had an incredible meal at LOCOS, watched a movie, and just enjoyed being together.&amp;nbsp; I am so glad she get to have to some special time with Henslee-her namesake.&amp;nbsp; It is a great thing, the way a new baby brings the family together. I have gotten to see so much of the people I love!&amp;nbsp; This baby is not even a month old--and she has already given so much to our family by brining us all together.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommyscience.blogspot.com/feeds/841477988295700378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5638531495350462479/841477988295700378?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5638531495350462479/posts/default/841477988295700378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5638531495350462479/posts/default/841477988295700378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommyscience.blogspot.com/2011/04/blessings-x-3.html' title='Blessings X 3'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148018258107893517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI1fsBBiJWgRlZxWCE0whqeeOGY8Klj79D90t4a9Qc3Mr-zv_iyiAcLFiP1g-NrDulxfnscSbzfyerfNKXkdSdfggTJiVbJwMPQw2mnCiTx5el6SxKJU5KXYIIKetaLg/s220/ascott+acad+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638531495350462479.post-8470829547047913533</id><published>2011-04-12T08:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T08:58:07.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'>4 more</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Wednesday March 23, Blessing #320&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Mom is here! A great thing about a new baby is the way it brings the family together.&amp;nbsp; My Mom came yesterday and spent the night with me for my birthday.&amp;nbsp; It is wonderful to wake with her here.&amp;nbsp; I know lots of ladies who wouldn&#39;t count time with their Mom as a blessing--the time was a blessing, and the fact that I think that is an even bigger one.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Thursday March 24, Blessing #321&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Every article of clothing--except those that are on my family members--is clean! When Chip was born, I joined a local branch of the National Mothers&#39; Center.&amp;nbsp; In my new Moms, new babies group, I heard a real pearl of wisdom from a Mom with a several month old baby (to me, with a baby at just a few weeks old, she seemed like a real sage).&amp;nbsp; The pearl went something like this:&amp;nbsp; &quot;just be happy if you can accomplish one thing other than caring for your baby--maybe it&#39;s a shower, maybe it&#39;s the laundry--but just one thing.&amp;nbsp; That way you can&#39;t be disappointed and if you get more than that done it&#39;s icing!&quot;&amp;nbsp; Well, today I got icing....every single item of clothing is clean and put away.&amp;nbsp; What a feeling....I think I will just sit here with my feet up and be thankful for a sleeping baby, an automatic washer and dryer, and my newly organized closets.&amp;nbsp; It just feels yummy....&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Friday March 25, 2011 Blessing #322&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Simultaneous play dates are the way to go!&amp;nbsp; What a great day--Chip and Katie brought friends home with them on the bus for a couple of hours.&amp;nbsp; As a working Mom, I don&#39;t get to do enough play dates--I always feel like I&#39;m behind reciprocating, so the school bus and this time at home are providing an opportunity to fix it.&amp;nbsp; They felt so special bringing Matthew and Caitlyn home--I ordered a cheeze pizza, which is always a big hit, and it was just a lovely afternoon.&amp;nbsp; I pretty much get heralded as Mom of the year when I set stuff like this up, so I&#39;m going to have to do it more often.&lt;br /&gt;
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Then Trey and I had a birthday date (with Henslee, of course)--we went to the movies and saw The Lincoln &lt;iframe align=&quot;left&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot; marginheight=&quot;0&quot; marginwidth=&quot;0&quot; scrolling=&quot;no&quot; src=&quot;http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=finding36-20&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;p=8&amp;amp;l=bpl&amp;amp;asins=B000FCKG1G&amp;amp;fc1=000000&amp;amp;IS2=1&amp;amp;lt1=_blank&amp;amp;m=amazon&amp;amp;lc1=0000FF&amp;amp;bc1=000000&amp;amp;bg1=FFFFFF&amp;amp;f=ifr&quot; style=&quot;height: 245px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 5px; width: 131px;&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;Lawyer.&amp;nbsp; It was a great movie--one of those I think I need to watch again to make sure I got it.&amp;nbsp; It was wonderful to be out with my husband (Henslee pretty much slept and ate, they are so easy to tote at this age!).&amp;nbsp; I am blessed that my children have friends, and that they are proud to show them their home. I am blessed that my husband wants to take me out for my birthday and that my baby let it happen!&lt;br /&gt;
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Back at work today!&amp;nbsp; Isn&#39;t that crazy?&amp;nbsp; I&#39;m not back teaching full time, but I did need to meet with teachers at a local high school for my work at UGA.&amp;nbsp; Fortunately, it is work that is very papoose friendly so Henslee could stay with me, while Chip and Katie stayed home with my Mom.&amp;nbsp; It was wonderful to be back in a science classrom--and it was wonderful to show my baby girl off.&amp;nbsp; I was anxious about how I might be received--our society isn&#39;t exactly papoose oriented (it should be you know, don&#39;t get me started)--but the women I met with applauded me for my decision to keep my baby with me whenever possible.&lt;br /&gt;
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Then, I met with my long term sub--she came to my house, which was awesome.&amp;nbsp; She is so so good, so earnest, and so thorough--it is hugely relaxing to know that my kids at the Academy are well taken care of.&amp;nbsp; Again, I&#39;m just feeling more and more normal--like I&#39;m settling in and finally able to be productive and not just reproductive (hee hee---only a science teacher).&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Friday, March 18, 2011 Blessing #315&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Another meeting at another high school today!&amp;nbsp; And a yummy dinner. My friend and colleague brought over a fabulous lasagna (part without noodles for me!) and picked&amp;nbsp; Katie up for extra special play time. I dropped Chip at my sisters and headed to my meeting.&amp;nbsp; I loved being back around teenagers.&amp;nbsp; Oh, I know that I am where I am supposed to be with my baby, but it is wonderful to know that I miss teaching too.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully, I will feel ready when it is time to go back. Today, I am thankful for lasagna and teenagers.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Saturday, March 19, 2011 Blessing #316&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I didn&#39;t get to see Katie&#39;s game today.&amp;nbsp; I tried so hard, but first I had to nurse and dress myself and the baby. Then Henslee and I had to stop and get snacks for her team.&amp;nbsp; We strolled up to the soccer field just as the game was being called early (because the other team was crying--soccer and 4 and 5 year olds is an interesting combo).&amp;nbsp; So, before Chip&#39;s team started, I had to nurse again. I love to nurse, but Henslee and I are stiill at the phase where it is hard to do it in public. There is so much milk and she is a pretty noisy eater, so I opt for nursing the car where it is nice and quiet and I don&#39;t have to worry&amp;nbsp; about spraying any soccer enthusiasts with milk.&amp;nbsp; While I&#39;m nursing in the car, she spits up and soaks both our clothes, and then poos a giant mess all out of her diaper.&lt;br /&gt;
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Well, I was afraid Katie would be devestated--but turns out her favorite part of the experience is snack anyway.&amp;nbsp; So as far as she was concerned I made it to all the important stuff--even though I missed her first goal.&amp;nbsp; Funny how parents get worked up over things--and kids have a whole diffferent idea of what matters.&amp;nbsp; There is something special about her Mom being team Mom for the day and showing up with&amp;nbsp; juice boxes and granola bars that communicates to Katie her own importance--importance to me, and maybe importance to her peers.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, thank God I got the snack and made it in time.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Sunday, March 20, 2011 Blessing #317&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Oh, I went shopping at Walmart! All by myself (I&#39;m hearing the Celine Dion song now!).&amp;nbsp; It was so great--I was so productive and efficient-well right up until I was the last in a long line behind the ONLY open register.&amp;nbsp; I don&#39;t get it.&amp;nbsp; Why have a 100 registers if you aren&#39;t going to use them all? Or at least more than one!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway, I picked up floor mats, place mats, milk storage bags, and a birthday gift for our neighbor, Monroe.&amp;nbsp; Chip and Katie are headed to her party this afternoon. It was wonderful to mark some things off the list and do it so simply and easily.&amp;nbsp; So today I am thankful for Trey who hung with all 3 kids while I ran an errand and enjoyed feeling so free--even though I was ready to nuzzle that baby as soon as I got home!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Monday, March 21, 2011 Blessing #318&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Henslee and I headed to the Rotary meeting today. It was so amazing--I watched my officers give an incredible program about Intearct&#39;s year in review.&amp;nbsp; I&#39;ve been out, so they had no guidance from me to speak of.&amp;nbsp; They prepared and delivered an engaging, fabulous presentation and wowed everyone.&amp;nbsp; Including their sponsor!&amp;nbsp; I am so pleased to see them shine--and so happy that they have taken such ownership of the service our club engages in. I work with amazing young people, and it is so gratifying to see them mature and progress as leaders.&amp;nbsp; Oh, and Henslee didn&#39;t even make a peep!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday, March 22, 2011 Blessing #319&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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34 years old!&amp;nbsp; I can&#39;t believe it---but here it is, my birthday.&amp;nbsp; Well, today I am thankful for that proverbial sparkle in my parents&#39; eyes.&amp;nbsp; I still feel like a kid-and when I think of my life-even of just what the last decade of it has involved, I can&#39;t believe how much has happened.&amp;nbsp; Marriage, kids, home buying, graduate degrees--it&#39;s&amp;nbsp; a wonder I&#39;m not exhausted.&amp;nbsp; Oh, wait, I am exhausted--but it is a wonderful tired that comes after doing good and purposeful work.&amp;nbsp; My life is fabulous--I am thankful for every second of it, and so hopeful that it makes the world better in some small way.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommyscience.blogspot.com/feeds/4396016464415569123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5638531495350462479/4396016464415569123?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5638531495350462479/posts/default/4396016464415569123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5638531495350462479/posts/default/4396016464415569123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommyscience.blogspot.com/2011/04/meetings-meetings-soccer-snacks-walmart.html' title='Meetings, Meetings, Soccer Snacks, Walmart, Rotary, 34!'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148018258107893517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI1fsBBiJWgRlZxWCE0whqeeOGY8Klj79D90t4a9Qc3Mr-zv_iyiAcLFiP1g-NrDulxfnscSbzfyerfNKXkdSdfggTJiVbJwMPQw2mnCiTx5el6SxKJU5KXYIIKetaLg/s220/ascott+acad+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638531495350462479.post-4268040873713023314</id><published>2011-04-01T13:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T13:17:07.753-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Breaking it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Monday, March 14, 2011 Blessing #311&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I have been terrified about this week.&amp;nbsp; Spring break--3 kids at home, no adults, and no money to spend on entertainment.&amp;nbsp; However, today was fabulous. Chip and Katie are thrilled to have a break and they are loving playing outside.&amp;nbsp; it was great to have a break from packing lunches and hurrying to get ready for the bus.&amp;nbsp; I think I forget sometimes just how nice it is to have breaks in the school year--you know, teachers work hard and often don&#39;t get credit for it. In fact, folks say things like, &quot;how nice to be a teacher and have all that time off,&quot; as if this gig is a walk in the park. The truth is the breaks are fabulous--and we need them.&amp;nbsp; We need them to stay creative, stay positive, and stay patient with children.&amp;nbsp; And the kids need breaks--time to decompress, play outside, and just be kids. It is a blessing that today we had that time.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Tuesday, March 15, 2011 Blessing #312&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I am so thankful for neighbors!&amp;nbsp; My neighbors Merryn and Judy stopped by this morning to pick up Chip and Katie and take them on an outing with some other kids from the neighborhood. As great as yesterday was with all 3 kids, today it is raining.&amp;nbsp; And all 3 inside all day is too much for anyone--especially a Mom with a new baby.&amp;nbsp; It was wonderful for them to have a diversion--and then Granna came and brought a yummy dinner with chicken and alfredo sauce.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So, I&#39;m sounding a bit like a broken record, but well--the truth is, I am healthy, I have a healthy baby, and friends and family who loves us and support us.&amp;nbsp; What a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Wednesday, March 16, 2011 Blessing #313&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The schedule really picked up today--and I am so impressed we got it all done!&amp;nbsp; Granna hung out with the kids this morning (creating beautiful artwork) while I ran to the store.&amp;nbsp; Henslee had another visit with the Dr.--she is gaining wonderfully, and her bilirubin isn&#39;t getting any higher.&amp;nbsp; Then, the kids and I took Granna to Trey&#39;s work (Athens Orthopedic Clinic) for an MRI so we can figure out why she is having such leg pain.&amp;nbsp; We made it to all of that on time!&amp;nbsp; And then Chip and Trey headed to soccer practice. &amp;nbsp; It is wonderful to end the day feeling I really accomplished&amp;nbsp; a lot. On the one hand, I know that nursing a baby every 2.5 hours for 40 minutes at a time is a lot--really a full time job in itself--but it is still nice to get other things seen to.&amp;nbsp; And my Mom comes tonight! I love that I am seeing so much of my family.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mommyscience.blogspot.com/feeds/4268040873713023314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5638531495350462479/4268040873713023314?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5638531495350462479/posts/default/4268040873713023314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5638531495350462479/posts/default/4268040873713023314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mommyscience.blogspot.com/2011/04/spring-breaking-it.html' title='Spring Breaking it!'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05148018258107893517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI1fsBBiJWgRlZxWCE0whqeeOGY8Klj79D90t4a9Qc3Mr-zv_iyiAcLFiP1g-NrDulxfnscSbzfyerfNKXkdSdfggTJiVbJwMPQw2mnCiTx5el6SxKJU5KXYIIKetaLg/s220/ascott+acad+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>