<?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/opensearch/1.1/' 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' gd:etag='W/&quot;CUYCQHc8fCp7ImA9WhNREUk.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083616510998540884</id><updated>2012-11-05T11:19:21.974-08:00</updated><category term='Skyline Chili Casserole'/><category term='most embarassing moment'/><category term='what makes you happy'/><category term='Young Love'/><category term='Pregnant'/><category term='My wish'/><category term='no makeup'/><category term='Anniversary'/><category term='Cincinnati Bengals'/><category term='Just say NO'/><category term='Project 31 copied from Meghann promise change'/><category term='favorite outfit'/><category term='Cleaning House New Fish'/><category term='photos'/><category term='Woman Problems lol'/><category term='Dog being put to sleep'/><category term='letter to my love'/><category term='Virtues'/><category term='cry yourself to sleep'/><category term='Style'/><category term='BuergerVlogs'/><category term='New Blogger'/><title>CheeseBuerger's In Paradise</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesebuergersinparadise.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083616510998540884/posts/default?redirect=false&amp;v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesebuergersinparadise.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083616510998540884/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2'/><author><name>CheeseBuerger's in Paradise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204547912391971397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nNhdFKYFeso/ToBS6q1BFcI/AAAAAAAAACY/bNAin4IRb9M/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>67</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CUcFQ3o_cCp7ImA9WhNREUk.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083616510998540884.post-8687456111659678151</id><published>2012-11-05T11:16:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2012-11-05T11:16:52.448-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-11-05T11:16:52.448-08:00</app:edited><title>3 Month Alex Updates!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
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OMG 3 months have come and gone!!&lt;/div&gt;
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My sweet little Alex has grown and grown!&lt;/div&gt;
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Height: 25 1/2 inches long!&lt;/div&gt;
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Diaper Size: &amp;nbsp;Size 2&lt;/div&gt;
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Feeding: &amp;nbsp;You are eating 6 ounces every 3-4 hours still and are now on Similac for Fussiness and Gas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Sleep: &amp;nbsp;Alex's sleep patterns have stayed the same for the most part...This makes for one tired Mom &amp;amp; Dad.&lt;/div&gt;
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Milestones: &amp;nbsp;Alex is able to roll from belly to back with little to no difficulty. &amp;nbsp;He is still teething and the drooling has more than doubled!&lt;/div&gt;
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Loves: &amp;nbsp;Alex loves to sleep and chew on his fingers! &amp;nbsp;Tummy time is becoming more of an accepted activity.&lt;/div&gt;
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Adventures: &amp;nbsp; We went to Myrtle Beach this month!! It was an amazing vacation and Alex did so well for the car ride there and home!&lt;/div&gt;
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Mommy &amp;amp; Daddy could not get through the month without: &amp;nbsp;Vacation and Alex taking naps.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083616510998540884-8687456111659678151?l=cheesebuergersinparadise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesebuergersinparadise.blogspot.com/feeds/8687456111659678151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesebuergersinparadise.blogspot.com/2012/11/3-month-alex-updates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083616510998540884/posts/default/8687456111659678151?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083616510998540884/posts/default/8687456111659678151?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesebuergersinparadise.blogspot.com/2012/11/3-month-alex-updates.html' title='3 Month Alex Updates!'/><author><name>CheeseBuerger's in Paradise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204547912391971397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nNhdFKYFeso/ToBS6q1BFcI/AAAAAAAAACY/bNAin4IRb9M/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qN7zN7SihGI/UJgOmIiLJhI/AAAAAAAAAbc/MrecKjabxYQ/s72-c/IMG_2837.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CUYCQHcyeCp7ImA9WhNREUk.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083616510998540884.post-5910997537413124757</id><published>2012-11-05T11:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-11-05T11:19:21.990-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-11-05T11:19:21.990-08:00</app:edited><title>Show &amp; Tell </title><content type='html'>&lt;i style="color: #565656; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white;"&gt;1. Tell us what you studied in college. Is your job now related to what you studied?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #565656; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, Palatino Linotype, Palatino, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;While I was in college I studied nursing. &amp;nbsp;I also studied this the last 2 years in high school. &amp;nbsp;So I have been a nurse now for the last 4 years. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i style="color: #565656; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Tell us what your everyday job looks like.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #565656; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;I work on a long term care / rehab unit and I am directly responsible for 16 patients three days a week. &amp;nbsp;My days are either ridiculously slow or incredibly busy, where at the end of the day I am sore and ready to pull my hair out. &amp;nbsp;BUT at the end of the day I am always SOO satisfied and feel as though I made a difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #565656; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, Palatino Linotype, Palatino, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: #565656; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Do you have a picture of you at work? Show us.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #565656; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;I don't think I have any pictures of me at work. A.) I am not very pretty when I work, usually sweaty and scrubs are not very flattering. &amp;nbsp;B.) I am always worried pictures are some kind of HIPPA violation.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i style="color: #565656; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. In 10 years, what do you see yourself doing? Same thing? More? Tell us.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #565656; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;In 10 years I hope to be able to be a stay at home Mom or only working 1 or 2 days a week. &amp;nbsp;But then again I will only be 32. &amp;nbsp;I cannot see myself in any other field other than nursing, but I may be a manager by then also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #565656; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Tell us what you have learned, and what {if any} recommendations you may have for those looking to go into the field you are in.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #565656; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #565656; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Here is what I say to everyone who is thinking of making nursing their career choice. &amp;nbsp;You cannot do it for the money! &amp;nbsp;Simply because it is not there. &amp;nbsp;You have to be the kind of person who gets a personal high off of helping people and seeing them get better. &amp;nbsp;I am convinced for the 2-4 years you are in nursing school is supposed to make you consider giving up on life and not want to be a nurse anymore, however at the end of it all it is worth it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #565656; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083616510998540884-5910997537413124757?l=cheesebuergersinparadise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesebuergersinparadise.blogspot.com/feeds/5910997537413124757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesebuergersinparadise.blogspot.com/2012/11/show-tell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083616510998540884/posts/default/5910997537413124757?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083616510998540884/posts/default/5910997537413124757?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesebuergersinparadise.blogspot.com/2012/11/show-tell.html' title='Show &amp; Tell '/><author><name>CheeseBuerger's in Paradise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204547912391971397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nNhdFKYFeso/ToBS6q1BFcI/AAAAAAAAACY/bNAin4IRb9M/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CkMDQHwzfyp7ImA9WhJUEUg.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083616510998540884.post-5890149604667670344</id><published>2012-09-08T17:27:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-09-08T17:27:51.287-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-09-08T17:27:51.287-07:00</app:edited><title>2 Months Old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Diaper Size:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Definitely size 2!! I put one of the size 1's on him the other day and it made him look like a sumo wrestler! &amp;nbsp;We had to switch before we ran out of size 1's because Alex was having blowout's up the back!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Loves:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Sleep, music, snuggling, apple juice when he's constipated, his Bumbo, and being swaddled.&lt;/div&gt;
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Now he is &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;12 lbs 2 oz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;and won't hold still long enough to get his height! &amp;nbsp;And I am not stupid enough to try while he is sleeping and wake him up because naptime is the best time in our house right now. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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He also will cry and cry and cry (no it's not colic, I just hate watching/hearing him cry, it makes me think he is in pain) sometimes for reasons unknown and other times because he is mad, or bored, or hungry or tired. &amp;nbsp;And he has this certain funny cry when he is gassy or has pooped. &amp;nbsp; But over the last 2 weeks he has master this ultra high-pitched scream that I swear if they were out of my cabinet would shatter my wine glasses. &amp;nbsp;And as I continue to read we just have to ride it out because crying will peek at around 6 weeks (roughly 3 hours a day) and then begin to be less and less reaching it's lowest at 12 weeks.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Loves: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;He loves sleep, eating, and snuggling. &amp;nbsp;He also really does love his Boppy although I can never get a picture of him happy in it.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dislikes:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;nbsp;Alex has started to develop a very slight flat spot. &amp;nbsp;It is very slight. &amp;nbsp;So based on instruction from our doctor we are increasing tummy time, keeping him off of that side as much as possible, and monitoring it daily. &amp;nbsp;He told us if it gets worse or changes to bring him in&amp;nbsp;immediately. &amp;nbsp;He does not like not being able to lay on his right side as much as he likes.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Adventures: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nothing too out of the ordinary. &amp;nbsp;Just back and forth to Grandma's, once to the ice cream shop, &amp;nbsp;once to Red Lobster, and once to take a walk at the park with Aunt Becky. &amp;nbsp;Mommy has gone back to work in the last 2 weeks also so he even had a stay at home night with his God Mommy!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mommy and Daddy could not get through the month without:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;nbsp;The help of our families. &amp;nbsp;Chris and I are both working now, and it would not be possible without their help.&lt;/div&gt;
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The past month has completely flown by and I am not ready to say my sweet baby boy is already one month old!&lt;/div&gt;
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Chris and I have jumped head first into parenthood and have loved every minute of it. &amp;nbsp;We have gotten to the point where we both feel like we never understood how much our parents loved us until we experienced that kind of love ourselves. &amp;nbsp;I sit every night and stare at my sweet boy sleeping in my arms and cannot imagine life without him.&lt;/div&gt;
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On July 7, 2012 our beautiful baby boy, Alex was born.&lt;/div&gt;
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When the doctor broke my water we saw that there was meconium in my amniotic fluid. &amp;nbsp;Meconium is the baby's first bowel movement. &amp;nbsp;With my nursing background I knew that this posed a great risk for Alex upon birth. &amp;nbsp;I knew the risk ranged from minimal to severe, and it added another element of fear in my birthing process. &amp;nbsp;So we all began to pray.&lt;/div&gt;
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My doctor, Chris and I all agreed to continue to let labor progress because a natural labor would be the best at this point to give the gunk a bit of a push out. &amp;nbsp;But as I detailed in the last post I wound up needing a c-section.&lt;/div&gt;
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When Alex was born we felt as though our prayers were answered, Alex had a very strong cry and his APGAR scores were 9 &amp;amp; 9, which is almost perfect. &amp;nbsp;He cried and cried in the operating room. &amp;nbsp;When we got to recovery he&amp;nbsp;immediately&amp;nbsp;began to breastfeed. &amp;nbsp;He had a great latch, and he had a great color to him. &amp;nbsp;The nurses and my doctor thought he looked great.&lt;/div&gt;
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After our time in the recovery room we were transferred to our room where we would be in for the rest of our hospital stay. &amp;nbsp;We all got settled, Alex was given a bath by the nurse, they checked my incision and bleeding and everything checked out great. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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At that point, it was about midnight, I nursed Alex again, he did fantastic! &amp;nbsp;After he was safely swaddled back into his crib, Chris headed home, so he could sleep (he had to work on Sunday), and then the nurse took Alex to the nursery so I could sleep. &amp;nbsp;At about 2 I woke up again and called for the nurse to bring Alex into my room since a. I could move my legs again and b. it was about time for him to nurse again.&lt;/div&gt;
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And then my heart stopped. &amp;nbsp;My nurse walked in I could see Alex's crib was behind her, I could see ventilator tubing inside of it, and another nurse was pushing the crib. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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They both came in and began to tell me about what they noticed during an assessment of Alex. &amp;nbsp;They told me &amp;nbsp;that it appeared Alex was breathing very fast, his color was very dusky, and his oxygen saturation levels were not high enough, in fact they were in the low 80's. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Their calm demeanor is what got me through that night alone. &amp;nbsp;I called Chris to let him know what was going on, he to this day thought he was dreaming when I called. &amp;nbsp;I told him to stay at home and I would call him if anything changed. &amp;nbsp;I then waited and waited for a phone call.&lt;/div&gt;
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When Chris got to the hospital at about 7 we went to the NICU to see our son. &amp;nbsp;He was on IV fluids, and was hooked up to a cardiac monitor and oxygen saturation monitor. &amp;nbsp;There were so many wires. &amp;nbsp;He looked helpless laying there under the warmer and it made my heart sink. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I then began to check his monitor readings. &amp;nbsp;His heart rate was in the 140's, his respiratory rate was in the 80's and his oxygen saturation was 89% on room air. &amp;nbsp;I asked the nurse if I could try to breastfeed him and she said we could as long as we monitor his saturation levels. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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He was hard to latch at this feeding. &amp;nbsp;It was a new feeling, watching him become so frustruated, I was producing milk, but it was like he forgot how to latch. &amp;nbsp;We eventually stopped because his sats dipped, and it was decided that we would supplement with formula. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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The day continued like this, we would try to breastfeed at each feeding, with a few successes, and Chris and I stayed in the NICU for the majority of the day. &amp;nbsp;We decided together we wanted to keep visitors to just our parents that day and then close family and friends for the remainder of our stay.&lt;/div&gt;
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We also decided to keep the fact that Alex was in the NICU off of Facebook in order for us to better focus on him and to prevent an overabundance of visitors. &amp;nbsp;Instead we had family pass around the information and ask everyone for prayers. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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On Monday it was decided that Alex's oxygen saturation levels were not satisfactory and the doctor ordered him to be placed under an oxygen hood. &amp;nbsp;This provided him with oxygen and also a better way to determine how much oxygen he was requiring to keep his sats up. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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It was Monday night that I had an emotional breakdown. &amp;nbsp;I had been incredibly strong up until that point. &amp;nbsp;I felt like I had to be strong for everyone. &amp;nbsp;My family looked to me to know, "is that beeping sound ok?" or "Is it ok to pick him up?" &amp;nbsp;Chris tried to hide it as best he could, but he was scared out of his mind.&lt;/div&gt;
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So up until I met one doctor, which I had met dozens at this point, I had remained strong and positive. &amp;nbsp;It just proves that it takes good bedside manner and a little heart and you will keep everyone happy. &amp;nbsp;And still to this day I do not know this doctor's name.&lt;/div&gt;
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I took that night to recoop, sleep, and mainly sleep. &amp;nbsp;Chris went up at each and every feeding and fed Alex, all while I slept. &amp;nbsp;When I woke up I felt like a new person.&lt;/div&gt;
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By Tuesday afternoon the nurses were able to wean Alex off of the oxygen and his sats were staying right around were they should only occasionally dropping. &amp;nbsp;He was breastfeeding well, not as good as he did originally, but good enough, and also putting some of his weight back on. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Tuesday was also the day Alex was cleared to have all of his procedures done, he could finally have his hearing screen and be&amp;nbsp;circumcised. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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It was Tuesday that I hit my health road block but, that is for another post. &amp;nbsp;(Which should not be as long)&lt;/div&gt;
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Tuesday progressed, Alex continued to do well. &amp;nbsp;And I finally had hope that we could be taking our baby boy home the next day, as long as everything checked out with his blood work and chest x-ray the next morning and the tests they ran on me.&lt;/div&gt;
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On Wednesday morning I was still under a pump and dump order so Chris was going up to feed Alex formula when we got his discharge orders and while I was waiting on mine.&lt;/div&gt;
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The second I got the ok I grabbed everything and ran, I did not want anyone or anything to keep me in that hospital any longer. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Welcome to the world Alexander!!&lt;/div&gt;
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Born via c-section on 7-7-12 at 7:23 pm.&lt;/div&gt;
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Weighing in at 8 lbs 13.1 oz.&lt;/div&gt;
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Already the light of Mommy &amp;amp; Daddy's world.&lt;/div&gt;
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Well the day had finally come for us to begin the process to meet our sweet baby boy.&lt;/div&gt;
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Our appointment time was at 11 am but of course Mommy could not sleep because she was so so so nervous. &amp;nbsp;I think we went to bed around 1 am and then had to be up at 8 to run errands before we had to head to the hospital. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I woke up that morning around 5 am rip roaring and ready to go. &amp;nbsp;I mainly laid around trying to do word puzzles to calm my nerves but it did not work. &amp;nbsp;I ate breakfast showered and got dressed then twiddled my thumbs until 7:30 when I decided to wake up Chris.&lt;/div&gt;
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Chris showered and we were off. I dropped Chris off at the Great Clips so he could get a hair cut, then went to the bank so I could get the mortgage taken care of. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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On my way back from the bank I had a small panic attack. &amp;nbsp;I think that was when it really settled in that I would be meeting my son by the end of the next day, OR SOONER! &amp;nbsp;After 9 long months of waiting the time was here.&lt;/div&gt;
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And we were off. &amp;nbsp;We were headed to the hospital to meet our son. &amp;nbsp;We knew we were early but we did not care.&lt;/div&gt;
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We arrived at the hospital at about 10:15 am and they had us wait in the waiting room. &amp;nbsp;I have never felt more impatient in my life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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After the proper paperwork was filled out and signed they directed us back to the Labor and Delivery Unit. &amp;nbsp; We were met by the NICEST nurse named Peggy. &amp;nbsp;She was very informative and to the point but friendly and carried on genuine conversation. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Now the waiting game began. &amp;nbsp;The medicine had to remain in place for 12 hours. &amp;nbsp;This meant that at 1:30 am &amp;nbsp;it would come out and I would be transferred to the other Labor &amp;amp; Delivery unit to be placed on Pitocin, which cause contractions and starts labor. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I had my fair share of ups and downs on this first unit all mainly centered around pain and frustration, &amp;nbsp;not from the labor but from the way they restricted my movement. &amp;nbsp;I knew I would never be able to get close to my goal of a natural labor if I could not move. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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So 1:30 rolled around they took out the Cervadil and I was able to move!! They let me walk to the other unit, where I was then able to shower and get really comfy.&lt;/div&gt;
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I know it was not until we got to this unit that Chris actually got some sleep. &amp;nbsp;And I also remember how in love with the portable monitoring system I was. &amp;nbsp;It allowed me to freely walk around my room, sit in the rocking chair and to roam the halls of the unit. &amp;nbsp;I know I did a lot of this simply because it made my hips feel better. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I made it until about 2-3 hours after my water was broken, which showed the baby had a bowel movement inside of my uterus, managing the contractions on my own. &amp;nbsp;That was when the contractions were 2 minutes apart and lasting 1 minute but I was only 3 centimeters and 75% effaced.&lt;/div&gt;
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The doctor had the nurses position me almost on my belly in hopes that within an hour or two it would help my cervix change. &amp;nbsp;Well I progressed about a half a centimeter and the doctor was finally able to feel the babies head. &amp;nbsp;She discovered that yes he was head down, but his he was turned the wrong way and also his head was coming down wrong, which she was afraid was cause a very long and dangerous labor. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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One of the very few things I remember about the surgery was at 7:23 pm the sound of his cry, I&amp;nbsp;immediately started crying, my boy was here!!! Another was the first time I saw Chris holding our son. &amp;nbsp;It was the most serene sight I have ever laid eyes on. &amp;nbsp;And finally the first time I looked into my son's eyes. &amp;nbsp;I know it is cliche but my heart grew and I discovered a love I have never felt before. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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We were then headed to recovery. &amp;nbsp;This was the first time I was able to experience my boy in my arms. &amp;nbsp;All of the family came back to see him. &amp;nbsp;They were all amazed at not only how big he was but how beautiful he is. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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So this week I finally got Alex's nursery done and to my liking. So here are some pics for your enjoyment.&lt;/div&gt;
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Love these cups above the dresser/changing table. &amp;nbsp;Got them at IKEA for 0.99 each.&lt;/div&gt;
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His window and our big comfy chair.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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How far along: &amp;nbsp;39 weeks and 5 days today&lt;/div&gt;
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Growing?: Yes I do believe he is still growing as I feel like my skin has less and less room to stretch each day.&lt;/div&gt;
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Best Moment of the Week?: &amp;nbsp;Knowing that tomorrow morning we are headed in for an induction. &amp;nbsp;And also the fact that it is the night before and I have started having contractions.&lt;/div&gt;
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Worst moment of the week?: The random morning sickness episodes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Cravings: Not really anything new.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Movement?: His movement has really picked up the last few days. &amp;nbsp;I never have felt him move so much!&lt;/div&gt;
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Wedding rings?: &amp;nbsp;They are still on that necklace.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Mood?: &amp;nbsp;Your dad and I are uber excited for your arrival and cannot wait to meet you.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Worst moment of the week?:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;nbsp;Well I have a few of these this week.... number one being the return of morning sickness. &amp;nbsp;The past 2 or 3 days I have gotten sick right after I wake up. &amp;nbsp;Another being the bruise I found on my belly this week, that hurts like hell, and is atrocious. &amp;nbsp;And as I continue to gripe let me not forget the swelling my feet have begun to do..... I have had some minimal swelling up to this point but 38 weeks hit and I began with the painful swelling of my feet and ankles and what is known as pitting edema, which is where if you touch your foot it leaves an imprint. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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It is gross, I know, you don't have to sugar coat it lol. &amp;nbsp;And finally realizing that this time next week I will be in a hospital bed a few hours into my induction is also one of the worst moments of the week. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Since I found out I was pregnant I had dreamed of trying to have a natural birth, but keeping an open mind when it came to pain medicine. &amp;nbsp;I know just because I am being induced does not mean I will HAVE to have pain medicine, but it definitely will not help my chances. &amp;nbsp;And the other reason for me not loving this is that it also increases my risk for needing a c-section, which I DO NOT WANT, and I am already at a high risk for due to Alex's size.&lt;/div&gt;
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So for every person who has ever gone through nursing school the culmination of the 2-4 years of hell would be the NCLEX-RN. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I had planned to take my NCLEX back in September of last year but with all of the happenings that have taken place I just could not get my mind into the right place to take it and feel confident.&lt;/div&gt;
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Well I finally got to the "right place" this past month and got it scheduled. &amp;nbsp;I had originally scheduled to take it next Wednesday but when I started ontracting and dilating I figured I better get it done sooner. &amp;nbsp;So I called Pearson Vue and waited on pins and needles for them to get back to me. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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So i set out for my studying marathon. &amp;nbsp;I had been studying a few hours a day prior to that but really hit the books now.&lt;/div&gt;
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Well Friday came and I found myself on my way to take my test. &amp;nbsp;I walk into the test center and they check me in, scanning my fingerprint and my palmar vein patterns, and taking all of my info other than my blood type. &amp;nbsp;The lady sits me down at desk number 1 and starts my test. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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1 hour and 15 minutes later I was done. &amp;nbsp;I did not know how to feel. &amp;nbsp;I felt like I passed but then I felt like maybe I didn't. &amp;nbsp;SOO I started googling ways for me to find out faster. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Well I found "trick" through Pearson Vue where if you try to re-register to take the test, if you failed it will let &amp;nbsp;you re-register but if you passed then it will not. &amp;nbsp;Well I did this and it would not let me re-register!!!! There were HUNDREDS of people online proving this to be right so I took it that it meant that I PASSED!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Well that night was the Miranda Lambert concert so I did not check to see if the official results were up.&lt;/div&gt;
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But Saturday I was obsessive about it! It was also my Baby Shower day. &amp;nbsp;So after about 1 pm I did not check it. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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When I woke up this morning I thought, "What the heck, I will just check to see." &amp;nbsp;Well when I got online I saw the results were up!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: x-large;"&gt;I PASSED!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083616510998540884-5893664337696858010?l=cheesebuergersinparadise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesebuergersinparadise.blogspot.com/feeds/5893664337696858010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesebuergersinparadise.blogspot.com/2012/06/nclex-rn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083616510998540884/posts/default/5893664337696858010?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083616510998540884/posts/default/5893664337696858010?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesebuergersinparadise.blogspot.com/2012/06/nclex-rn.html' title='NCLEX-RN'/><author><name>CheeseBuerger's in Paradise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204547912391971397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nNhdFKYFeso/ToBS6q1BFcI/AAAAAAAAACY/bNAin4IRb9M/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DUADSHc9eCp7ImA9WhVaGUk.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083616510998540884.post-8445077208490931828</id><published>2012-06-17T08:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-06-17T08:42:59.960-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-06-17T08:42:59.960-07:00</app:edited><title>36 Weeks Pregnant</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
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How far along: 36 weeks 6 days.&lt;/div&gt;
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Growing?: &amp;nbsp;OH yeah, I am growing a linebacker!!! At the ultrasound on Monday he weighed an estimated 7 lbs 7 oz.&lt;/div&gt;
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Best moment of the week: &amp;nbsp;Getting to see you on the ultrasound on Monday! &amp;nbsp;And confirming said ultrasound that Alex still is 100% boy!!! &amp;nbsp;And after this picture was taken I went to the Miranda Lambert concert with my cousins Chrissy and Kearstin and their friend Amanda. &amp;nbsp;It was such a blast and a nice "final hoo-rah."&lt;/div&gt;
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Worst moment of the week: &amp;nbsp;Studying for my NCLEX-RN that I took on Friday morning. &amp;nbsp;It was a year to the date of my "official" graduation date from college. But the results of that are coming in another post.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Cravings: &amp;nbsp;Cheese and ice cream.&lt;/div&gt;
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Movement: &amp;nbsp;He has begun to do more wiggling and small swift little jabs. And he has moved his head into the birth canal so much so that nurse practitioner was able to feel his head when she checked my cervix.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Still nauseous?: &amp;nbsp;Only when I do not eat for a few hours.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Belly Button popped?: &amp;nbsp;Nope but still pretty flat.&lt;/div&gt;
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Our doctor told us this week that after our growth scan on Monday the Nurse Practitioner will be testing us for Group B Strep and also checking my cervix for any thinning or dilation. &amp;nbsp;If there is any present she said she will go ahead and schedule for an induction at 39 weeks unless the ultrasound still shows a super large baby, then we will have more to discuss.&lt;/div&gt;
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From what I have been told at work I have really dropped. &amp;nbsp;Which I cannot deny considering I take a sip of water and I am about to pee my pants. &amp;nbsp;I am trying to get a really good comparison shot put together as I type, but it is proving harder than I thought. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Also we have another baby shower coming up on the 16th which we are really looking forward to. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Best Moment of the Week:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Well that happened yesterday! &amp;nbsp;Yesterday not only did we have our maternity shoot with the AMAZING Angela Rose from Soul Focus Photography I also saw my neurologist. &amp;nbsp; I went in with the knowledge that this was going to be a pretty extensive visit, but I was wrong!!! &amp;nbsp;My doctor checked out my eyes and saw ABSOLUTELY NO SWELLING!!!! Therefore he cancelled all procedures from there on and said to only come back if my symptoms got worse or didn't go away after I have Alex. &amp;nbsp;That is some of the best news I have gotten in almost a year when it comes to my eyes.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cravings:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;nbsp;Definitely sweets! &amp;nbsp;Chocolate, ice cream, soda candy you name it!!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mood:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;I am getting fatigued super easy! &amp;nbsp;But overall I have been great, unfortunately for Chris I have had my periods of bitchiness but overall I feel like I have been good.&lt;/div&gt;
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Chris and I both have had dreams this week that I gave birth! &amp;nbsp;It just makes us feel like your birth is getting closer and closer, which it is, but this makes us feel like it will be sooner than expected.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;How far along today?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; In this picture I was 33 weeks and five days. &amp;nbsp;It was before I met your Daddy at the lake to fish overnight.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Best Moment of the week:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;That would have to be when your Dad and I went fishing overnight and caught 12 catfish! &amp;nbsp;Definitely up there in our records. &amp;nbsp;But even almost 8 1/2 months pregnant I was able to reel in a 15 pound fish!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Worst moment of the week:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;nbsp;I guess I have come to that time in my pregnancy where I really have some things to complain about.....although I have promised your Daddy and Grandma Bunny that I would stop. &amp;nbsp;This week was rough to say the least. &amp;nbsp;My "phlegmy" morning sickness has made its return with a vengeance nearly everyday I am having some sort of nausea or dry heaves from all of this darn phlegm. &amp;nbsp;And to top it all off I believe I had a stomach bug at one point too cause on my way to the doctor I got SICK!! All over the inside of my car, all over me and it was nasty!!&lt;/div&gt;
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Your Daddy was my knight in shining armor that day, he came and found me on the random street I had pulled onto, brought me a change of clothes and cleaned my car enough for him to take it home and then let me take his to my doctor so he could deep clean mine for me. HOW DID I GET SO LUCKY?!?!&lt;/div&gt;
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But on the same token your Daddy has an uncanny and all to frequent to be accidental way of making Mommy just about pee her pants. &amp;nbsp;He has been a little too funny lately, I think he is going out of his way to make me do it!!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cravings: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;Frish's Big Boys and their Diet Vanilla Cokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Movement?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Oh yes, like I put on the pic when I roll to my left side you have an absolute field day. &amp;nbsp;When I am sitting at work doing paperwork you are one disgruntled baby because I am leaning over a desk taking away some of your limited space, and trust my ribs can verify this. &amp;nbsp;And we do believe you have started to drop, because I have a lot of constant pressure where I have never had pressure before.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Still nauseous?:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; As mentioned above. YUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Belly Button Popped?:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;nbsp;No it has not popped but I am able to invert it myself recently.&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;This week we got your carseat and stroller in the mail!!! WAHOO!! This officially means we can take you home from the hospital!! We just love it and Mommy is itching to have the carseat put in my back seat! &amp;nbsp;Your Daddy and I have already been daydreaming about taking you on your first walk around the neighborhood in the stroller and have already been thinking about easier ways to get that stroller to the lake.&lt;/div&gt;
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Another goody came this week! &amp;nbsp;Your diaper bag!! I am beyond excited about this one!! I was soo happy when I saw my old company 31 still sold this bag in this pattern because it matches your room so well.&lt;/div&gt;
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In other news your dad and I also picked out your outfits to wear while in the hospital and for your hospital pictures. &amp;nbsp;I let your Daddy be the sole person to pick out your outfits for the pictures and he did a great job! So later this week if I get some time with my crazy different work schedule we will get all of your hospital things put into this bag and have it waiting and ready for "D-DAY!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083616510998540884-581423144705487029?l=cheesebuergersinparadise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesebuergersinparadise.blogspot.com/feeds/581423144705487029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesebuergersinparadise.blogspot.com/2012/05/33-weeks-pregnant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083616510998540884/posts/default/581423144705487029?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083616510998540884/posts/default/581423144705487029?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesebuergersinparadise.blogspot.com/2012/05/33-weeks-pregnant.html' title='33 Weeks Pregnant'/><author><name>CheeseBuerger's in Paradise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204547912391971397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nNhdFKYFeso/ToBS6q1BFcI/AAAAAAAAACY/bNAin4IRb9M/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_nHoVYo97E/T8DAUZnGwII/AAAAAAAAAR4/xQhYBIe5Cwo/s72-c/33weeks4daysedited2.jpg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;C0QGRX05fyp7ImA9WhVUEUk.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083616510998540884.post-5663038180091108593</id><published>2012-05-15T21:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-15T21:08:44.327-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-05-15T21:08:44.327-07:00</app:edited><title>32 Weeks Pregnant</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wedding Rings on or off?:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Off. &amp;nbsp;I have just decided to wear my wedding rings on a necklace.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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My mom's parents made this cradle over 30 years ago. &amp;nbsp;Almost each of their grandchildren have slept in it in their first weeks of life, including me. &amp;nbsp;I was the 10th grandchild and now Alex will be the 10th great grandchild. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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So it is now official and no one can tell me otherwise. &amp;nbsp;You are going to be my chunky monkey Alex! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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We had our fetal weight ultrasound on Friday morning and you are one BIG boy all around. &amp;nbsp;Your head is HUGE and your estimated weight is almost 5 1/2 pounds!!! That is nearly 2 pounds bigger than a normal baby your age! &amp;nbsp;You are also in the 90th percentile for your age group. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Looks like you are going to take more after mommy than daddy in the size category, but we got a picture of your face and profile and I definitely think you look more like daddy.&lt;/div&gt;
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This one is a little blurry once I put it on here but in person it is so clear and everyone seems to agree you have the Buerger nose!! YAY! You won't have my big honker!&lt;/div&gt;
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SOOOO..... the doctor is planning on doing another ultrasound around 36 weeks and if you are still big we will discuss our options for an early delivery or letting you "cook" until 40 weeks.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE be healthy, but mommy would love it if you were not a 14 pound baby!&lt;/div&gt;
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Him being so big is reminding more and more of the dream I had the night before I took my pregnancy test!&lt;/div&gt;
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So Alex, with your first baby shower being tomorrow I must say Mommy came home this evening and began her cleaning spree. &amp;nbsp;I want so much to be able to come home and put all of the amazing things I am sure you will get away. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I am hoping that your Daddy will be able to get your dresser out into your room tomorrow also. &amp;nbsp;Hint hint!!! :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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So all of your clothes so far are fluffed and folded and your room is clean, but bare I must add. Your crib and the bedding are cleaned and assembled, your Toy Story friends are hanging in the toy hanger, your bookshelf already has some books on it, and Mommy spends A LOT of time day dreaming in your door way of all the memories you will make in that room.&lt;/div&gt;
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With all of that said Mommy wants you to come like NOW, but I know it is much more important for you to continue to "cook" and get bigger, and more healthy. &amp;nbsp;Plus I have a lot more work to do still. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Oh yeah!!! I forgot to mention we got your cradle this week. &amp;nbsp;This cradle is very special. &amp;nbsp;Your Great Grandpa and Great Grandma made it over 30 years ago. &amp;nbsp;Almost all of my cousins and myself have slept in it in the first weeks of our lives and it makes me so happy that you are going to sleep in it too.&lt;/div&gt;
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Tomorrow we have another big milestone in this pregnancy. &amp;nbsp;We have reached the time where the doctors do the fetal weight/growth ultrasound to see how big you have gotten. &amp;nbsp;From what the doctor said it is a little earlier than she would normally do it, but since my uterus is measuring ahead, she said better safe than sorry.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Welp I am back to cleaning while I wait for your Daddy to get home from fishing. See you tomorrow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083616510998540884-2172939009390061746?l=cheesebuergersinparadise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesebuergersinparadise.blogspot.com/feeds/2172939009390061746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesebuergersinparadise.blogspot.com/2012/05/nesting-nesting-nesting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083616510998540884/posts/default/2172939009390061746?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083616510998540884/posts/default/2172939009390061746?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesebuergersinparadise.blogspot.com/2012/05/nesting-nesting-nesting.html' title='Nesting, Nesting, Nesting.'/><author><name>CheeseBuerger's in Paradise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204547912391971397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nNhdFKYFeso/ToBS6q1BFcI/AAAAAAAAACY/bNAin4IRb9M/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;Ak4MRnk8fyp7ImA9WhVVFU8.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083616510998540884.post-1840712448896080285</id><published>2012-05-08T19:02:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-08T19:03:07.777-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-05-08T19:03:07.777-07:00</app:edited><title>31 Weeks Pregnant</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cravings:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;Shredded chicken with Sweet Baby Ray's BBQ sauce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby moving yet?:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;He is a night owl for sure. &amp;nbsp;His main hours I have noticed to be from about 11pm to 3am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Still nauseous?:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;Once or twice this week, and unfortunately the congestion is back and I got sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wedding rings on or off?:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;STILL&amp;nbsp;looking around for a matching band set for your daddy and I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Mood:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Becoming very tired due to the lack of sleep I have been getting. &amp;nbsp;Each time I fall asleep My legs go numb and it wakes me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gender:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;IT'S A BOY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083616510998540884-1840712448896080285?l=cheesebuergersinparadise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesebuergersinparadise.blogspot.com/feeds/1840712448896080285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesebuergersinparadise.blogspot.com/2012/05/31-weeks-pregnant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083616510998540884/posts/default/1840712448896080285?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083616510998540884/posts/default/1840712448896080285?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesebuergersinparadise.blogspot.com/2012/05/31-weeks-pregnant.html' title='31 Weeks Pregnant'/><author><name>CheeseBuerger's in Paradise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204547912391971397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nNhdFKYFeso/ToBS6q1BFcI/AAAAAAAAACY/bNAin4IRb9M/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WbSAtaFqMuA/T6nPGk-GJNI/AAAAAAAAAQc/TB35wdxE2y0/s72-c/31weeks1dayedited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;AkIFRXY9fSp7ImA9WhVVE00.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083616510998540884.post-5502704184018622715</id><published>2012-05-06T05:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-06T05:48:34.865-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-05-06T05:48:34.865-07:00</app:edited><title>30 Weeks Pregnant</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best moment of the week?:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;Being able to distinguish what you are kicking me with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cravings:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;Definitely cheese. You are definitely your father's son.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Belly button popped?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;It is one deep canyon not a belly button&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wedding rings on or off?:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;STILL&amp;nbsp;looking around for a matching band set for your daddy and I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Mood:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Been a pretty happy camper, but nesting has FOR SURE settled in!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gender:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;IT'S A BOY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083616510998540884-5502704184018622715?l=cheesebuergersinparadise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesebuergersinparadise.blogspot.com/feeds/5502704184018622715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesebuergersinparadise.blogspot.com/2012/05/30-weeks-pregnant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083616510998540884/posts/default/5502704184018622715?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083616510998540884/posts/default/5502704184018622715?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesebuergersinparadise.blogspot.com/2012/05/30-weeks-pregnant.html' title='30 Weeks Pregnant'/><author><name>CheeseBuerger's in Paradise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204547912391971397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nNhdFKYFeso/ToBS6q1BFcI/AAAAAAAAACY/bNAin4IRb9M/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mqeiUsrweHM/T6ZyU4fzUDI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/respu5lDaiU/s72-c/30weeks4daysedited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CUAARnw9cCp7ImA9WhVVEEk.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083616510998540884.post-2511582984720146989</id><published>2012-05-03T04:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-03T04:15:47.268-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-05-03T04:15:47.268-07:00</app:edited><title>Bigger than expected....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;
So as I begin to type this I realize I could have just added it into my weekly pregnancy blog, which is&amp;nbsp;coming, promise!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But I feel like I have so much more to say about it than what I typically post in my blog.&lt;/div&gt;
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So this past week I went to my very 1st OB appointment throughout this pregnancy, ALONE.&amp;nbsp; I was not mad or upset about it, Chris' schedule was screwy and he definitely needed sleep, so sleep I let him.&lt;/div&gt;
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But I have to say I definitely noticed him not being there.&amp;nbsp; Typically we walk in the door of this office, and everyone and their mother stops us and says hi to Chris since he used to work there.&amp;nbsp; Well Tuesday I walked in and not a single person said hi, or stopped to ask how we were doing.&amp;nbsp; I didn't quite mind though since it had taken me an hour and 15 minutes to get there with traffic.&amp;nbsp; Let's just say it was probably for the best that no one did say hi.&lt;/div&gt;
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I check in and I think the lady recognizes me but we don't carry on our usual conversation of how she hates this new computer system and that she is really dreading the move, when the new building is done.﻿&lt;/div&gt;
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I get to the waiting room and not even 10 seconds later I am headed back to begin my appointment.&amp;nbsp; I deposit my urine, yes I said deposit, over the past almost 8 months I have peed in enough cups to set the tables at a White House dinner with them and still have some left over. &lt;/div&gt;
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I give my weight, YAY!!! Down 2 pounds in 2 weeks!&amp;nbsp; I probably should not be as happy about this as I am but when I hae already put on 20 pounds and still have 10 weeks to go I think I can be happy about it.&amp;nbsp; Cause it gives me nightmares thinking that I will probably gain AT LEAST a pound per week from here on out.&lt;/div&gt;
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Then we head into the exam room.&amp;nbsp; The med tech takes my vitals which are normal, as always, blood pressure 117/71 and pulse 101.&amp;nbsp; &amp;lt;---- My pulse has been the only thing other than my weight that has increased since the beginning of this pregnancy, but that too is normal since my blood volume has doubled.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;
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The med tech records my vitals into the computer, asks if I have any concerns for the doc, which she has never asked before..... so I think about it for a second and say, "Well as a matter of fact, someone just remarked last night how small I am, can she tell me if I am measuring on track?"&amp;nbsp; She marks it down and leaves the room.&lt;/div&gt;
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Then came the wait.&amp;nbsp; This seemed like the longest wait in my history at the doctor's office and as I sat there twiddling my thumbs, it hit me, it seems so long because I am alone, my best friend/husband is not here to entertain me, or fart and make me laugh, or share the latest news he is reading on his Channel 9 news app.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;
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So after what seemed like 30 minutes, but was probably only 10 in comes the doctor and she begins her exam.&amp;nbsp; She starts by listening to my heart, asks me about the cardiologist I had been seeing, and then about my neurologist.&amp;nbsp; I report that at my final visit with the cardio she said everything was perfect just a racing pulse and that the neuro said no issues right now, but to continue to watch some of my symptoms. &lt;/div&gt;
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She then lays me back to measure my uterus.&amp;nbsp; This is where I get interested.&amp;nbsp; She said, "So someone said you looked small huh?"&amp;nbsp; I said, "Yeah, I feel small too but I am not gonna complain, cause I am sure in a few weeks I will be bigger than a house, but that kinda stuff just gets inside your head."&amp;nbsp; She got her measurement, then took another, and another.&amp;nbsp; Finally she looks at me and says, "Well, you may look small to some but you are measuring 3 weeks bigger than you should."&amp;nbsp; My eyes had to be the size of fish bowls cause she said, "Nothing to worry about right now,&amp;nbsp; it could just be the way he is positioned or the amount of fluid you have in there. But it does mean you get your ultrasound earlier than expected to see just how big he is." &lt;/div&gt;
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She then proceeded to listen to his heart rate and it seemed like we listened for 10 mintues.&amp;nbsp; I just love that little galloping sound!&amp;nbsp; I still think about buying myself a doppler, but know at this point I could probably hear his heart rate with my stethoscope.&lt;/div&gt;
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So we schedule my ultrasound and another appointment so she can tell me the results of said ultrasound.&amp;nbsp; And the first day that truly works in our schedule, yes ours, cause I am never going to an appointment alone again, is next Friday.&amp;nbsp; Which is also the day of our first baby shower.&amp;nbsp; :) Now I will have some current photos of my sweet boy for his first party.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;
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Well ta ta for now.&amp;nbsp; Expect a dual update on Saturday.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083616510998540884-2511582984720146989?l=cheesebuergersinparadise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesebuergersinparadise.blogspot.com/feeds/2511582984720146989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesebuergersinparadise.blogspot.com/2012/05/bigger-than-expected.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083616510998540884/posts/default/2511582984720146989?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083616510998540884/posts/default/2511582984720146989?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesebuergersinparadise.blogspot.com/2012/05/bigger-than-expected.html' title='Bigger than expected....'/><author><name>CheeseBuerger's in Paradise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204547912391971397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nNhdFKYFeso/ToBS6q1BFcI/AAAAAAAAACY/bNAin4IRb9M/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;A0IFQn47cSp7ImA9WhVWFk0.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083616510998540884.post-3967441722633754165</id><published>2012-04-28T03:38:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-04-28T03:38:33.009-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-04-28T03:38:33.009-07:00</app:edited><title>Glucose Tolerance Test &amp; Insomnia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;
Oh the wonders of pregnancy!&lt;/div&gt;
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First there are vials and vials of blood, then ultrasounds and cold gels on your stomach.&amp;nbsp; And then before you know it you are a28 weeks and it is time to do the dreaded.....&lt;/div&gt;
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GLUCOSE TOLERANCE TEST!&lt;/div&gt;
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YUCK!&amp;nbsp; If you are lucky you only have to do this test once, you have to give up one hour of your life and one tube of blood.&amp;nbsp; For the first time around your doctor will give you a drink that is 50 grams of sugar in&amp;nbsp;10 oz of fluid.&amp;nbsp; UGH, but I have to say it is not that bad.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;
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12 oz can of Coke: 39 g&lt;/div&gt;
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20 oz bottle of Coke: 65 g&lt;/div&gt;
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1 liter of Coke: 108 g&lt;/div&gt;
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20 oz bottle of Mt. Dew: 77 g&lt;/div&gt;
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1 liter of Mt. Dew: 124 g&lt;/div&gt;
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8 oz of Rockstar Energy Drink: 31 g&lt;/div&gt;
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16 oz of Rockstar Energy Drink: 62 g&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;8 oz of Vitamin Water: 13 g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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20 oz of Vitamin Water: 33 g&lt;/div&gt;
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8 oz Sobe Mango: 29 g&lt;/div&gt;
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20 oz Sobe Mango: 70 g&lt;/div&gt;
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8 oz Arizona Lemon Ice Tea: 24 g&lt;/div&gt;
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20 oz Arizona Lemon Ice Tea: 72 g&lt;/div&gt;
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8 oz Snapple Lemon Ice Tea: 23 g&lt;/div&gt;
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16 oz SnappleLemon Ice Tea: 46 g&lt;/div&gt;
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8 oz Minute Maid Lemonade: 27 g&lt;/div&gt;
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20 oz Minute Maid Lemonade: 67 g&lt;/div&gt;
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16 oz Orange Juice: 48 g&lt;/div&gt;
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8 oz Apple Juice: 26 g&lt;/div&gt;
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16 oz Apple Juice: 52 g&lt;/div&gt;
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6.75 oz Capri Sun: 18 g&lt;/div&gt;
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8 oz Nesquik Chocolate Milk: 29 g&lt;/div&gt;
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16 oz Nesquik Chocolate Milk: 58 g&lt;/div&gt;
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8 oz Westsoy Vanilla Soy Milk: 8 g&lt;/div&gt;
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You are reading it right, there are 100 GRAMS OF SUGAR in this little 10 oz drink.&amp;nbsp; Another little fun bit that goes along with this drink is the fact that my doctor wanted me to fast for 12 hours prior to doing the test.&amp;nbsp; And if Chris learned anything from me doing this test, is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;NEVER&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; stand between a pregnant woman and food.&amp;nbsp; I was BEYOND bitchy heading to the testing site.&lt;/div&gt;
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I am sure it did not help that I went to bed at about 8pm the night before, in attempts to keep my ass away from the kitchen.&amp;nbsp; And since I have the lovely diagnosis of pregnancy insomnia I woke up at about 2 in the morning and could not fall back to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;
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I layed in bed, while my stomach howling,&amp;nbsp;playing on my phone from 2 in the morning until about 5 when I decided I would go ahead and shower since we had to leave at 7.&amp;nbsp; Well 20 minutes later my shower was done, I had lotion on, I was dressed and ready to go, with WAY TOO MUCH TIME TO KILL. &lt;/div&gt;
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This is one of the downfalls of no cable, I sat on the couch watching my ABC shows on my phone and listening to my stomach growl until Chris got up at 630. &lt;/div&gt;
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We got to the testing site, mind you Chris used to work here, so he knows EVERYONE, all I wanted to do was start the damn test but instead we seemed to get stopped by everyone who just wanted to talk.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;
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Finally I get to the lab and the lady takes the first vial of blood.&amp;nbsp; She hands me the 100 g drink and says you have 5 minutes to drink this, lemon lime is THE WORST!, and then come back here in 1 hour.&lt;/div&gt;
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You would think that drinking all of this sugar would make someone want to bounce off of the walls in the waiting room but you would be worng!!!&lt;/div&gt;
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About 30 mintues into the test Alex is doing absolute somersaults in my uterus and I am about ready to fall asleep leaning on Chris's shoulder.&amp;nbsp; I know my husband brushed his teeth before we left that morning but in my bitchy tiredness his breath smelled like absolute poop!!! Which did not put me in a better mood each time he looked down at me and asked me how I was doing.&amp;nbsp; But I have to give him credit cause he was the best husband ever during this test.&amp;nbsp; He waited patiently in the lobby with me for 3 hours.&lt;/div&gt;
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With each hour that passed I began to think more and more about the food I could not have and like I told the lab tech, "I feel like I am planning my last meal."&amp;nbsp; So three hours and 3 tubes of blood later Chris and I were on our way to EAT! FINALLY!!&lt;/div&gt;
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We wound up at our favorite wing joint and my eyes were MUCH bigger than my stomach was of course, so I wound up with a box of leftovers and was seriously about to crash from all of the sugar!&lt;/div&gt;
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But I was happier than a lark when we got home and I could crawl back into my warm and cozy bed and take a nap.&amp;nbsp; During that 2 hour nap I felt like I made insomnia my b**** and I got a really good 2 hours in.&amp;nbsp; Then the darn alarm went off.&lt;/div&gt;
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You know what NO ONE told me about this test.....the fact that I was going to get a killer headache from the sugar dump.&amp;nbsp; :/ I should have expected it, and it was not the worst I have ever had, thanks to my spinal tap, but it sure complicated driving in the sun!&lt;/div&gt;
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So I got my errands done and you know what I did, I came back home at about 8, put on my pajamas, put in a movie and went right back to bed!&amp;nbsp; Which is where I stayed until 4 this morning, I can&amp;nbsp;vaguely remember Chris crawling in next to me at about 1 am,&amp;nbsp;when once again I awoke to the howling of my stomach!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;
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So I hope you all enjoy your rainy Saturday, cause I will be catching some ZZZZ's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083616510998540884-3967441722633754165?l=cheesebuergersinparadise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesebuergersinparadise.blogspot.com/feeds/3967441722633754165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesebuergersinparadise.blogspot.com/2012/04/glucose-tolerance-test-insomnia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083616510998540884/posts/default/3967441722633754165?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083616510998540884/posts/default/3967441722633754165?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesebuergersinparadise.blogspot.com/2012/04/glucose-tolerance-test-insomnia.html' title='Glucose Tolerance Test &amp; Insomnia'/><author><name>CheeseBuerger's in Paradise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204547912391971397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nNhdFKYFeso/ToBS6q1BFcI/AAAAAAAAACY/bNAin4IRb9M/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ysp3BaSg2j4/T5vBFi1BbOI/AAAAAAAAAP8/nOvXTBSCFW8/s72-c/glucose+test.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DUMGQHY7fSp7ImA9WhVWFEw.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083616510998540884.post-1169221296311721910</id><published>2012-04-25T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-04-25T22:17:01.805-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-04-25T22:17:01.805-07:00</app:edited><title>29 Weeks Pregnant</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How far along today?:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 29 weeks and 4 days&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Growing?:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Yes!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gender:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;IT'S A BOY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Ok so it may be TMI but I have a new bodily development.&amp;nbsp; My boobs have begun leaking what looks like breastmilk.&amp;nbsp; It is definitely not something I thought would happen this early but, what is a preggo to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;The last few days I have been coughing my head off.&amp;nbsp; And not just a regular cough, I sound like a dog barking at the mailman.&amp;nbsp; And when I have a coughing fit, sometimes they are so bad that I can't catch my breath or stop and wind up vomiting.&amp;nbsp; SO FUN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Today before work I woke up feeling better than I had in a few days, I was still hoarse and had a cough but it was not terrible.&amp;nbsp; Well about an hour into work, I was sweating like a 600 lb person who just ran a marathon, and felt like I was gonna pass out.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My blood pressure was fine but I had a temperature of 103.&amp;nbsp; Yikes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I took 2 extra strength tylenol and began my attempts at finding a nurse to relieve me.&amp;nbsp; And by the grace of God I got a nurse to come in for me.&amp;nbsp; And I plan on repaying her kindly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;So now I am home for the night and have a doctors appointment first thing in the morning.&amp;nbsp; Let's hope it is nothing too serious and I can on some antibiotics and kick this thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083616510998540884-1169221296311721910?l=cheesebuergersinparadise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesebuergersinparadise.blogspot.com/feeds/1169221296311721910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesebuergersinparadise.blogspot.com/2012/04/29-weeks-pregnant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083616510998540884/posts/default/1169221296311721910?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083616510998540884/posts/default/1169221296311721910?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesebuergersinparadise.blogspot.com/2012/04/29-weeks-pregnant.html' title='29 Weeks Pregnant'/><author><name>CheeseBuerger's in Paradise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204547912391971397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nNhdFKYFeso/ToBS6q1BFcI/AAAAAAAAACY/bNAin4IRb9M/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jh-tR71kNB8/T5jX3uUYG3I/AAAAAAAAAPw/vjqLxvZwBcc/s72-c/29weeks4daysedited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;AkMBQ3g_fCp7ImA9WhVWE0k.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083616510998540884.post-3998266603158421907</id><published>2012-04-25T03:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-04-25T03:07:32.644-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-04-25T03:07:32.644-07:00</app:edited><title>This Crazy Roller Coaster....Called Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Not just any scream, but the one you make when you are sitting at the top of the hill on the scariest roller coaster about to make your plummet towards the earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I don't know what goes through your head but each and every time I wonder:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;-Are the brakes going to work?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;-The track won't break will it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;-Is this guy in front of me going to throw up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;-The track does go back to the start right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;So maybe this makes me a hypochondriac but you have to admit at least one of those thoughts has crossed your mind at the top of that hill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Since&amp;nbsp;purchasing our home&amp;nbsp;I have realized that being a homeowner is a lot like riding that roller coaster.&amp;nbsp; Each month you find yourself at the top of that hill when all of your bills are due.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I find that the paychecks you receive are like the brakes on the coaster.&amp;nbsp; The help you to slow down, or dwindle down the amount you owe.&amp;nbsp; When you have a steady job and you get the same paycheck every two weeks for example your breaks are working perfectly, as long as you are pulling in enough to cover what you owe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;The fear that the track may break, in my opinion is the fear of what if I miss a day of work?&amp;nbsp; What will I do with that short in my pay?&amp;nbsp; How will I make up for it?&amp;nbsp; Is this going to be detrimental to our finances?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Chris and I have had our fair share of this in the&amp;nbsp;last two weeks alone.&amp;nbsp; My dumb self actually emptied the dishwasher and was going to do the dishes when my mind decided it would be fun to cut my finger open on an apple corer and have to get stitches.&amp;nbsp; :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Then my poor husband got sick.&amp;nbsp; And when Chris gets sick he does it good.&amp;nbsp; He was miserable, and felt like he could come no where near me.&amp;nbsp; So I being the good wife/nurse that I am&amp;nbsp;asked him to go to the doctor, and he happily obliged.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;And boy was it a good thing he did because the doctor said if he waited any longer it would have been more than just a sinus infection and not one but TWO EAR INFECTIONS!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;So he put Chris on an&amp;nbsp;antibiotic for a few days.&amp;nbsp; Of course things get worse before they get better so&amp;nbsp;Chris wound up being too sick for work that next day.&amp;nbsp; And all&amp;nbsp;the two of us could think was, what&amp;nbsp;bill is that going to effect this month?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;This fear is one that crosses my mind EVERYDAY!!! The fear of is the guy in front of me going to throw up, is the fear of what is going to break next?&amp;nbsp; What am I going to have to unexpectedly pay for?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;This is another dilemma Chris and I have had our fair share of problems with.&amp;nbsp; Our biggest problem appliance always seems to be the dryer.&amp;nbsp; I think we have gone through 3 since we bought our condo, but then there was the time it was the heater, then Chris's car a few times, my 2 flat tires since purchasing my car (within the first year), getting slammed with&amp;nbsp;an unexpected amount on our city taxes, and then all of the healthcare bills we have received.&amp;nbsp; Since August of last year, when I had my MRI and all of that I seem to be falling apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;But as we have learned we can always figure something out, we can make due until we have the money to fix it and so on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;And finally I always find myself thinking the track does go back to the start right?!? And the answer has always been yes.... At some point you will get to a point where all of the bills are paid and you may have a little left over to spend or, the smarter thing, maybe even put into savings.&amp;nbsp; Eventually through hard work and some REALLY hard times you will get your head back above water. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;But in the end as long as you have your loved ones, do you really need all of that?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Do I need to sit in front of the tv all day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Do I HAVE to have a smart phone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;NO but I am slowly working myself on this one....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Do I have to have lights on during the daylight hours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;NO, our house gets plenty of natural light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Do we have to buy groceries a month in advance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;NO, it is ok to go to the grocery a few times a week.&amp;nbsp; The store clerk won't think you are a pig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Do I have to make all of those extra trips in the car?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;NO, my brother and sister know I love them, and will not hold it against me for missing an event.&amp;nbsp; My family knows I love them and if I don't have the gas, I don't have the gas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;And do we have to eat out at least once a paycheck?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;NO, we tend to have a better night eating dinner and watching a movie together anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083616510998540884-3998266603158421907?l=cheesebuergersinparadise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesebuergersinparadise.blogspot.com/feeds/3998266603158421907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheesebuergersinparadise.blogspot.com/2012/04/this-crazy-roller-coastercalled-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083616510998540884/posts/default/3998266603158421907?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083616510998540884/posts/default/3998266603158421907?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesebuergersinparadise.blogspot.com/2012/04/this-crazy-roller-coastercalled-life.html' title='This Crazy Roller Coaster....Called Life'/><author><name>CheeseBuerger's in Paradise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204547912391971397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nNhdFKYFeso/ToBS6q1BFcI/AAAAAAAAACY/bNAin4IRb9M/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0cvvqe974Ms/T5fDv81xivI/AAAAAAAAAPk/_aWr4rlRr4Q/s72-c/stitches.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>