<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931043530691246736</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sun, 01 Jul 2018 07:35:39 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Kristina&#39;s Cackles</title><description></description><link>http://kristinascackles.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Kristina)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>296</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931043530691246736.post-1401601209490346</guid><pubDate>Sat, 05 Dec 2015 05:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-12-05T00:31:36.222-06:00</atom:updated><title>A Club No One Wants To Join</title><atom:summary type="text">It&#39;s a club no one wants to join. I&#39;ve just become a member. Many of you, my friends, are members. And too many woman across the globe join the club silent and alone. The miscarriage club. It sucks. And it&#39;s still raw. And new. I prob shouldn&#39;t be writing about it so soon, but there is so much in my head. Through all of our years of infertility, I considered myself blessed that my only pregnancy </atom:summary><link>http://kristinascackles.blogspot.com/2015/12/a-club-no-one-wants-to-join.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kristina)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Dayj0bBYEKQ/VmJ4eyMJGoI/AAAAAAAAMgQ/UwWah1KIIi4/s72-c/blogger-image--629573576.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931043530691246736.post-8222189403031021352</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Oct 2014 04:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-10-28T00:31:41.689-05:00</atom:updated><title>Somewhere in the Middle</title><atom:summary type="text">I&#39;m well aware that my blog has been DEAD since Finn&#39;s birth.  I had big plans to post and even had so many blog titles and ideas in my head.  However, this sweet little thing took up my free time and I had to let something go!  I work part time and I want to spend my time with this little gem:I chose/choose NOT to feel guilty about it...so, I kind of apologize, but not really.  HA! The joy she </atom:summary><link>http://kristinascackles.blogspot.com/2014/10/somewhere-in-middle.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kristina)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-T3uRJGkh7Kc/VE8iEzF9ejI/AAAAAAAAMd4/hIHFlvsAnQY/s72-c/blogger-image--2053136081.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931043530691246736.post-4103495907614421845</guid><pubDate>Fri, 24 Jan 2014 07:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-01-24T09:18:22.027-06:00</atom:updated><title>SUYL...Meet Lauren! Trust me...you want to!!</title><atom:summary type="text">Kelly, over at Kelly&#39;s Korner Blog is hosting a special &quot;show us your life&quot; series. Today&#39;s link up is &quot;Show Us Your Singles!&quot; Seem odd? Maybe. But, there have been NINE couples meet through this venue who are either married or engaged. There are even three &quot;SUYS&quot; babies (post marriage, of course). I joined in on one a few years back for my friend, David. Nothing came of it for him...but there </atom:summary><link>http://kristinascackles.blogspot.com/2014/01/suylmeet-lauren.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kristina)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-g_7VvdRcLtA/UuIYo2EkWaI/AAAAAAAAMY8/vKhnAqf8WGA/s72-c/blogger-image-491063663.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931043530691246736.post-5227708028933156655</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Dec 2013 06:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-12-19T01:07:07.176-06:00</atom:updated><title>Christmas Card 2013</title><atom:summary type="text">I&#39;m so excited to be joining Faith&#39;s Christmas Card Carousel!! &lt;center&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://walkwithmebyfaith.blogspot.com/2013/12/christmas-card-carousel-2013.html&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k54/adesignoffaith/christmascardbutton13-150.png~original&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;We have spent many years waiting to be able to join in the fun of sending Christmas cards w/ family pics on them. This </atom:summary><link>http://kristinascackles.blogspot.com/2013/12/christmas-card-2013.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kristina)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-dtDmuDx4wYw/UrKZSslnP3I/AAAAAAAAMXo/SYwsZFdr0rc/s72-c/blogger-image-962716714.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931043530691246736.post-4565240745397717998</guid><pubDate>Sat, 16 Nov 2013 00:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-11-15T18:14:53.817-06:00</atom:updated><title>Just Call me &quot;Ma Ingalls&quot;</title><atom:summary type="text">
&quot;Little House on the Prairie&quot; was and continues to be on of my all time favorite shows!  I watched ALL of the time growing up and even had my own Laura Ingalls bonnet that I played dress-up in.  In college, it came on in the mornings and we would watch while we got ready for our morning classes (or chapel at 9).  We never got to watch the whole episode, so on the walk to class/chapel, I would </atom:summary><link>http://kristinascackles.blogspot.com/2013/11/just-call-me-ma-ingalls.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kristina)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-6GGjnaT9iMs/Uoa1SFqOblI/AAAAAAAAMUk/GiuAj_Lx0cA/s72-c/blogger-image--574138309.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931043530691246736.post-8681284607082348732</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Oct 2013 15:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-10-18T18:37:06.164-05:00</atom:updated><title>4 Months</title><atom:summary type="text">Dear Finleigh,
You are four months old.  What a joy you are to your daddy &amp; 
I!  We cannot imagine our lives without you and we are pretty sure you 
are the smartest, funniest, prettiest baby that there ever was.  We are 
right, by the way!



At four months we are rolling from 
your tummy to your back.  You started doing this when you were only 5 
weeks old...at this point, you are enjoying </atom:summary><link>http://kristinascackles.blogspot.com/2013/10/4-months.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kristina)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wq2Sfxzv1v4/UmHAPq1LIQI/AAAAAAAAMPk/9hpxFaumNNw/s72-c/11-DSC_0251.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931043530691246736.post-9063741314693690575</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 Oct 2013 15:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-10-18T18:18:45.584-05:00</atom:updated><title>Watch Finleigh Grace Grow!</title><atom:summary type="text">
We decided that a fun way to capture Finleigh&#39;s growth would be to put her in the same 12 month onesie and take pics.  We bought a pack of stickers that included &quot;just born&quot; along with weeks 1, 2, 3, and then months 1-12.  We didnt take the onesie to the hospital b/c we knew she would want to be wrapped up most of the time...and we missed the &quot;3 weeks&quot; pic b/c it was hell week, but here are some</atom:summary><link>http://kristinascackles.blogspot.com/2013/10/watch-finleigh-grace-grow.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kristina)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S4DY0NS7h64/UkyURK4Eq8I/AAAAAAAAMNk/4xHVVEdSfQE/s72-c/Pics+from+Phone+(2010-2013)+876.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931043530691246736.post-3795324986311022619</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Oct 2013 21:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-10-02T16:39:10.601-05:00</atom:updated><title>Two Weeks in Heaven.  And Hell...Part II</title><atom:summary type="text">

 














You can catch up on PART ONE of the story HERE.


What do you mean to tell me that its just you &amp; me?!?!


  We left off with me being diagnosed w/ pneumonia on Monday, my mom leaving on Thursday, Sister &amp; Bryson coming on Thursday, Finn&#39;s 2 week appt on Friday and we walked into the house...



As soon as we walked in, Michelle said &quot;Bryson is throwing up, we are going to leave</atom:summary><link>http://kristinascackles.blogspot.com/2013/10/two-weeks-in-heaven-and-hellpart-ii.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kristina)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BPfN_QE4ccE/UkyE2aEwq1I/AAAAAAAAMKo/hbih4hqbtkY/s72-c/Pics+from+Phone+(2010-2013)+984.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931043530691246736.post-821525829429609001</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Oct 2013 22:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-10-01T17:04:24.119-05:00</atom:updated><title>Two Weeks in Heaven.  And Hell.  All at the Same Time. (part 1)</title><atom:summary type="text">
This story starts BEFORE I went into the hospital...but really covers the two to three weeks after we got home.  It was SUCH a whirlwind.  We were in HEAVEN and in love with our baby girl, but we were faced with some tough stuff all at the same time.  Let&#39;s get started.




Memorial Day 2013


I went into the hospital for my c-section sick.  The week before, I started coming down with a head </atom:summary><link>http://kristinascackles.blogspot.com/2013/10/two-weeks-in-heaven-and-hell-all-at.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kristina)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4JieEwDnh2o/UkskIBTxvaI/AAAAAAAAMJA/2fAgywiA4k0/s72-c/Pics+from+Phone+(2010-2013)+923.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931043530691246736.post-3710085011121104708</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Sep 2013 15:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-09-13T10:00:04.292-05:00</atom:updated><title>There&#39;s a First Time for Everything</title><atom:summary type="text">

First family picture



Ben&#39;s first diaper change



First pacifier &amp; first blanket




First time for Ben to feed a baby




First morning to wake up w/ her




First bow!




First family date night!



First kisses from Rustee




First night in her new bed. TINY baby in a BIG ol&#39; bed!



First time to use stroller

 



First family walk





First bath at home







 



First Memorial </atom:summary><link>http://kristinascackles.blogspot.com/2013/09/theres-first-time-for-everything.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kristina)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MgWUb-6H3qk/UiloafkExwI/AAAAAAAAL6s/NCzG0Gpy1tg/s72-c/012-DSC_0014.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931043530691246736.post-2654331952079693003</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Sep 2013 15:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-09-11T10:00:01.678-05:00</atom:updated><title>Wordless Wednesday:  &quot;The Day Before You&quot;</title><atom:summary type="text">
Well, maybe not wordLESS...but LESS words. 



May 21st, 2013...the day before Finleigh Grace.



Ben took off work on Tuesday and we were hoping to have a relaxing day at home.  It turned out more chaotic than planned...but still relaxing.  I was still &quot;on bed rest&quot; but was much more relaxed at this point! HA! I know that my blood pressure was up this day.  



I cannot for the life of me </atom:summary><link>http://kristinascackles.blogspot.com/2013/09/wordless-wednesday-day-before-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kristina)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dDZMF7-qVEY/UillX1q22mI/AAAAAAAAL3I/aa5ZLFwE2tg/s72-c/Pics+from+Phone+(2010-2013)+1054.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931043530691246736.post-1815095529072532674</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Sep 2013 15:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-09-08T10:00:00.680-05:00</atom:updated><title>Hospital pics from my phone</title><atom:summary type="text">
Yes, there are more pics from the her first few days.  Here are the ones that were on my phone.


ALL READY!




Ben&#39;s countdown!




Our last night.  &quot;We are SO ready to meet you, baby girl!&quot;







On our way to the hospital!




SHE&#39;S HERE!



































First diaper change.  Ever.










  





First bottle




The next morning.  I LOVE how we look so ragged and she </atom:summary><link>http://kristinascackles.blogspot.com/2013/09/hospital-pics-from-my-phone.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kristina)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gz3Z-pZGo8Q/UipkgjhlD6I/AAAAAAAAL8E/gESRx0-V59o/s72-c/Pics+from+Phone+(2010-2013)+833.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931043530691246736.post-7365443899582046251</guid><pubDate>Fri, 06 Sep 2013 15:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-09-06T17:48:15.055-05:00</atom:updated><title>It&#39;s Her Birthday!!    May 22, 2013</title><atom:summary type="text">






(pic overload.  #sorrynotsorry) 



I know that this post is LONG overdue, but I really want to capture the memories that I have of May 22, 2013!  I have so many other posts already in &quot;draft&quot; form, but I wanted to get this one posted first...and there is just SO MUCH to remember.  It was overwhelming.  Oh, and I have a newborn at home.  HA.



 The day before the birth, my mom &amp; Ben&#39;s </atom:summary><link>http://kristinascackles.blogspot.com/2013/09/a-birth-story.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kristina)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZvkOMqtCKdc/Uh-C8mTymVI/AAAAAAAALlQ/M2Pt5rEcqHg/s72-c/001-DSC_0003.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931043530691246736.post-2505446644744375759</guid><pubDate>Fri, 24 May 2013 05:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-05-24T00:52:08.180-05:00</atom:updated><title>She&#39;s Here!</title><atom:summary type="text">Finleigh Grace7lbs 1oz19 1/4 inches5-22-2013 7:46 AM</atom:summary><link>http://kristinascackles.blogspot.com/2013/05/she-here.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kristina)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-MO3HcIKSHxI/UZ8ABYK0u5I/AAAAAAAAIz0/sqQo7MlFQb0/s72-c/blogger-image-1428290925.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931043530691246736.post-4946322040672995618</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 14:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-05-19T14:14:23.108-05:00</atom:updated><title>Remember that time that I went to L&amp;D? Twice?</title><atom:summary type="text">Wait.  What?


That was this week?

Oh, yes, it has been quite an eventful week around here!



I think that there are times that I say things and God just LAUGHS and says &quot;just wait.&quot;

Case in point...around the time of my shower, I made the comment that my belly didnt feel as big as I thought it would this late in my pregnancy.  Well, fast forward 4 weeks and I am regretting that statement and </atom:summary><link>http://kristinascackles.blogspot.com/2013/05/remember-that-time-that-i-went-to-l.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kristina)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931043530691246736.post-6614850349008466646</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 16:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-05-17T11:00:05.547-05:00</atom:updated><title>The Nursery Reveal</title><atom:summary type="text">
I am just in LOVE with miss Finleigh&#39;s room!



Luckily, we had started working hard before I was put on bed rest, so a lot of it was already done.  Since then, we&#39;ve had help!  My mom stayed the day after my shower to help wash and organize the clothes and blankets and such.  Ben has been a huge help getting all of the little things done, and I&#39;ve probable done a little more than I was supposed</atom:summary><link>http://kristinascackles.blogspot.com/2013/05/the-nursery-reveal.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kristina)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KoECDZiBDI8/UZWFZ_4Od6I/AAAAAAAAIxg/O1NnWZK73wo/s72-c/02-DSC_0059.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931043530691246736.post-2931793663531679182</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 00:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-05-16T19:59:06.980-05:00</atom:updated><title>Showering Blessings</title><atom:summary type="text">
When I was put on bed rest, my first goal (after leaving the hospital) was to get to 32 weeks.  At 32 weeks, we would be out of the critical stages if I were to have the baby...but it also meant BABY SHOWER!!!



Everyone kept asking &quot;what about your shower?&quot; and my reply was always that I was trying my hardest to get there.  My plan was to get there and sit w/ my feet up &amp; let people come see </atom:summary><link>http://kristinascackles.blogspot.com/2013/05/showering-blessings.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kristina)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G3hwpGr2ltM/UZVrG6GO6EI/AAAAAAAAImU/CVVacMQdBIc/s72-c/01-DSC_0001.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931043530691246736.post-2919056810508738098</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 May 2013 23:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-05-03T21:40:40.986-05:00</atom:updated><title>Lessons Learned in Pride</title><atom:summary type="text">
(First, I&#39;m still here...feeling VERY blessed to be at 34 weeks w/ only 3 weeks to go until we meet our daughter!  Second, sorry for the lag, but when your life consists of the bed, to the couch, to the recliner with a daily dose of &quot;Days,&quot; &quot;90201,&quot; and &quot;Judge Judy&quot; there is just not so much excitement to blog about!)

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Let me start by </atom:summary><link>http://kristinascackles.blogspot.com/2013/05/lessons-learned-in-pride.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kristina)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931043530691246736.post-708831765674260510</guid><pubDate>Sun, 31 Mar 2013 23:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-31T18:13:52.546-05:00</atom:updated><title>Easter</title><atom:summary type="text">
Today hasn&#39;t been the best.  I am starting to get very sore and tired of flipping from one side to the other!  We were SUPPOSED to be in Lubbock w/ Ben&#39;s family this weekend.  Easter spent alone has always been something that bums me out. To me, it&#39;s a day that everyone is enjoying family and the times that we haven&#39;t been w/ family are a bit of a letdown.  On those other occasions,  we&#39;ve tried</atom:summary><link>http://kristinascackles.blogspot.com/2013/03/easter.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kristina)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931043530691246736.post-7287204754368527222</guid><pubDate>Fri, 29 Mar 2013 15:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-29T10:00:10.544-05:00</atom:updated><title>The infamous &quot;orange drink&quot;</title><atom:summary type="text">
The day that I was put into the hospital, I was supposed to do my 1 hour glucose test.  Well, I was sent from the perinatologists office straight to L&amp;D and then to a hospital room.  I was instructed to NOT eat or drink ANYTHING before I completed the test. 



For those lucky ones who havent taken the test...this test entails drinking a very sugary orange drink and then waiting an hour to have </atom:summary><link>http://kristinascackles.blogspot.com/2013/03/the-infamous-orange-drink.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kristina)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RGnvC6y1t4o/UVTXnL9NJEI/AAAAAAAAIZQ/INH67F-aHms/s72-c/glucose_drinks_animated_25.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931043530691246736.post-5685128249514412078</guid><pubDate>Fri, 22 Mar 2013 15:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-22T10:00:00.906-05:00</atom:updated><title>Things Learned While on Bed Rest (Hospital Style)</title><atom:summary type="text">
Always accept the Ambian when offered.

Ambian only lasts me a good 5 hours...so in order to avoid being wide awake at 4 AM, it shouldnt be taken at 11 PM

Hospitals should have beds and then special beds for those confined to them.  Ouch on ye ol&#39; hips!

A good pregnancy pillow is a MUST and a life saver! 

A noise machine app on the phone is heaven sent! 

When you have heartburn, they order </atom:summary><link>http://kristinascackles.blogspot.com/2013/03/things-learned-while-on-bed-rest.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kristina)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931043530691246736.post-4499623222110444850</guid><pubDate>Wed, 20 Mar 2013 15:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-20T10:00:02.030-05:00</atom:updated><title>No Truer Words-Wordless Wednesday</title><atom:summary type="text">
I bought this outfit at Canton Trade Days the Saturday before landing in the hospital (on Tues).  I thought it was so fitting b/c of our LONG infertility journey, IVF, and the road that brought her to us.  NOW, after not being able to work, a hospital stay, and weekly appts w/ the specialists, this is even more true!




We love you, Finleigh Grace, and you are SO worth all of this!!  

We can&#39;t</atom:summary><link>http://kristinascackles.blogspot.com/2013/03/no-truer-words-wordless-wednesday.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kristina)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931043530691246736.post-7233367151287447599</guid><pubDate>Tue, 19 Mar 2013 23:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-19T23:49:49.239-05:00</atom:updated><title>There Was This One Day That Changed Everything:  26 Weeks &amp; Hospitals</title><atom:summary type="text">
26 weeks.



Oh, 26 weeks, a week we will NEVER forget!



We had our regularly scheduled Drs appts that day.  A Tuesday.  I was 26 weeks and 1 day pregnant.  The first appt was with the perinatologists, then another with my OB, and a glucose test somewhere in between.  We were seen by Dr Greer at the peri and she did a sonogram.  Once again, Miss Finleigh had us laughing and we had a great </atom:summary><link>http://kristinascackles.blogspot.com/2013/03/26-weeks-hospitals-beds-and-pregnancy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kristina)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931043530691246736.post-2435744118096061448</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Mar 2013 19:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-11T14:55:24.571-05:00</atom:updated><title>Specialists</title><atom:summary type="text">
When we had the anatomy/gender scan (sono) done at 18 weeks, we were seen by a perinatologist.  My OB referrers  all of his anatomy scans here because of their high tech sono machines.  So, it wasn&#39;t a problem...just a one time appointment.



At least that&#39;s what we thought.



In the initial new-client paperwork, I filled out info about my previous fibroids &amp; related surgeries.  So, Dr </atom:summary><link>http://kristinascackles.blogspot.com/2013/03/specialists.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kristina)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2m62u6GYcD0/UT42Wuc7XVI/AAAAAAAAIY4/3K2KZN_K2MU/s72-c/19415_10151396769315236_743199517_n.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931043530691246736.post-3899172501955273554</guid><pubDate>Sat, 09 Mar 2013 18:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-09T14:07:15.053-06:00</atom:updated><title>She</title><atom:summary type="text">

Sometimes I still pinch myself that I am even pregnant. 


OK, a lot of times. 



Even more often, I am pinching myself that I am pregnant with a GIRL.  


I was 100% sure that this baby was a boy and I was excited for it to be a boy!


I make hair bows and I love all things girly.  For years now, I have heard people say &quot;you SO need a little girl!&quot; and I would joke that I would probably be a </atom:summary><link>http://kristinascackles.blogspot.com/2013/03/she.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kristina)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item></channel></rss>