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pics of the nursery</title><content type="html">How far along: 34 weeks 4 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gender: Its a boy *Brock*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pregnancy Symptoms: stupid contractions!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maternity Clothes: To be honest, Im mostly in my PJs all day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movement: I love watching my stomach move when he rolls around :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Moment of the Week: The babyshower &amp;amp; getting the decor started in his room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food Cravings: ice... lots and lots of ice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I miss: Being comfortable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekly Wisdom: naps are crucial at this point in pregnancy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Positives: no stretch marks yet, my belly button is still an innie (kinda lol) and I haven't been swelling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's not done but here is the nursery in progress!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z7NIC3-cI7w/TxrYCGgXScI/AAAAAAAABu8/aqy24dvyFgE/s1600/nursery%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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I mean if you google my name it is the first thing that pops up and though everything I wrote was true and exactly how I felt I don't want someone else using my words to gain anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just am getting so frustrated that I feel like I have no where to turn with my feelings without fear of being judged, questioned, or whatever. At this point I don't care anymore. I wont say her name but I have to vent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so sick and tired of her crap! She uses everyone around her, takes them for granted, and complains about having a free place to stay and disrespects the people taking care of her on a daily basis. She is not related to me by blood and the way she is treating my mom is about to push me over the edge. She makes bad choices and puts those choices before everyone in her life including the two that should mean the world to her. She nearly had a person that is very very close to me put in jail on Christmas because SHE was fucked up and had no idea what was going on. So when that person snapped on her ass she called the cops.. what the fuck?  The other night my mom called me in tears because she feels like her home has been taken over and she isn't welcome in her own home. My mother is completely stressed out she doesn't sound like herself, she's losing weight, and she is on the verge of a nervous breakdown. However she is kind of stuck between a rock and a hard place because it is not only her home but my stepfather's as well and well he's not going to kick his child out on the streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be that as it may, what I am getting so pissed off about is that she pulls these ridiculous stunts, treats everyone around her like dog shit, doesn't take care of her responsibilities and we are all supposed to "be nice". WHY? I don't want to be nice I want to tell her exactly how it is. Why should we have to sugar coat things for a person that is the most selfish inconsiderate ungrateful BITCH I have ever laid my eyes on. We have to be there and support her just because she MIGHT decide to change her life? I don't think so! If the events that took place in the last couple of months didn't open her eyes nothing will. She has completely taken over everyone's life with her bullshit and everyone is stressed out and struggling while she sits her fat happy ass at home all day everyday without a care in the world. Think shes out trying to get a job? NO! Think she is making sure my mom doesn't have any added stress? NO! Instead she is sleeping until 2 and 3 in the afternoon, staying up all night, getting fucked up, and letting the people that are around her pull her weight. ITS BULLSHIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My babyshower is Sunday and I did not invite her. However she just assumed she could come and told my mom she was coming. I don't want her there but mom said I have to be nice. WHY???? I am tired of being fake.. I don't like her, I don't respect her, and quite frankly I have had about enough of her mistreating my mother. Every time I talk to my mom I get a little more pissed off.. my mom sounds broken and just empty.. definitely not herself. I know it's her making my mom feel this way because she calls me to vent quite often. I have to sit back and keep my mouth shut and put on a smile when I am around her when really I want to slam her head into a wall. I know my mom is a grown woman and needs to take care of this but like I said before there are other people involved and my mom is trying her hardest to just keep the peace.  I don't want to be nice anymore and if she shows up to my babyshower I don't think I can put on a fake smile anymore. This is my time..and I will not have her in there spewing out her pity parties and bullshit! I am not a fake person and it takes a lot for me to pretend to be nice to her for the sake of "keeping the peace" but I just dont give a damn anymore. She doesnt give a damn about anyone around her so why should we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I thought venting would make me feel better, but it didn't. Obviously the only thing that is going to make me feel better is to put this bitch in her place!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6459279283945661801-580978992365587031?l=brittneymclain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I recently joined Eden Fantasy's blogger program and after my first post I recieved a 25$ gift card. I had no idea what to get since I am 8 months pregnant and well &lt;a href="http://www.edenfantasys.com/"&gt;adult toys&lt;/a&gt; are the furthest thing from my mind at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have heard about "Coochy" from another company and heard great things about it but the price was a bit much for me. I then saw that Eden Fantasys has the &lt;a href="http://www.edenfantasys.com/coochy-shave-creme/adult-toys-dvds-17954"&gt;Coochy&lt;/a&gt; shave cream and decided this was my chance to try it out. I ordered two bottles one in pear berry and the other in green tea. I absolutely love this! It doesn't come out as  a foam it's more like a conditioner type consistency which is great since it can also be used as a hair conditioner! This shave cream is supposed to be popular for rash free shaving so I put it to the ultimate test! I used the dullest razor in my bathroom and guess what? NO BUMPS!!!  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.edenfantasys.com/coochy-shave-creme/adult-toys-dvds-17954"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zPtF_muRUdg/TwiFPjXUjoI/AAAAAAAABtw/FGfy1M4qGHk/s200/HP102301.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694948231047581314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It comes in a 4oz bottle and is priced at only $6.99 and the best part is that you don't have to use a whole bunch so it should last a while. Now I wasn't done testing out this shaving cream.. I made my husband shave with it. He has really sensitive skin and has to buy the most expensive razors and cream so he doesn't get bumps after shaving. Well today is the 2nd day after he used &lt;a href="http://www.edenfantasys.com/coochy-shave-creme/adult-toys-dvds-17954"&gt;Coochy&lt;/a&gt; and his face is still smooth and he has NO BUMPS! Not to mention he is a guy and he gave me the giggles when he looked at me and said " Who would have thought all I needed was some of your coochy on my face" So not only do I think this product rocks for all your shaving needs it is also husband approved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.edenfantasys.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://cdn1.edenfantasys.com/Images/ef/banner_MYPH_200x200.jpg" alt="Sex toys - EdenFantasys adult toys store" title="Sex toys - EdenFantasys adult toys store" width="200" border="0" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**I was  compensated with a gift card for this post. 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So anyway since im preggers and broke I am making up my 25 birthday wishes :) Most are completely unrealistic but its my bday so shh and pretend with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. This hair cut &amp;amp; color&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eV4qU-OXLrw/Tv41mcvLVFI/AAAAAAAABso/HK0TLKa3iMU/s1600/108860515962416968_nEXkQ6nt_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 144px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eV4qU-OXLrw/Tv41mcvLVFI/AAAAAAAABso/HK0TLKa3iMU/s200/108860515962416968_nEXkQ6nt_c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692045913708254290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Destined.. yes I am lame but I love the House of Night series and really want to read this one!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pMGcD_0RFuo/Tv42f3y4LUI/AAAAAAAABs0/NuuPCRFclhw/s1600/240801911295569281_y4fTfrVL_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 116px; height: 174px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pMGcD_0RFuo/Tv42f3y4LUI/AAAAAAAABs0/NuuPCRFclhw/s200/240801911295569281_y4fTfrVL_c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692046900224077122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3.  A manicure&lt;br /&gt;4. A pedicure&lt;br /&gt;5. A maid for the day&lt;br /&gt;6.  A kick ass birthday cake&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JkvCrIN4I20/Tv46KlyOcQI/AAAAAAAABtA/UiDZI_ZS7KM/s1600/48695239690531109_GqO72YGh_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JkvCrIN4I20/Tv46KlyOcQI/AAAAAAAABtA/UiDZI_ZS7KM/s200/48695239690531109_GqO72YGh_c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692050932658761986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. This bathroom&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CdiOo9lVPb0/Tv46aiDGewI/AAAAAAAABtM/W2V9UjXHrpM/s1600/178877416419247404_84l19diT_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 164px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CdiOo9lVPb0/Tv46aiDGewI/AAAAAAAABtM/W2V9UjXHrpM/s200/178877416419247404_84l19diT_c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692051206533708546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;8. A new phone&lt;br /&gt;9. A new camera&lt;br /&gt;10. A new wardrobe&lt;br /&gt;11. a massage&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ebEUDvBiI4E/Tv48M-pZgNI/AAAAAAAABtY/DTPT3AcEvi4/s1600/103793966381544594_35IRwVQi_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ebEUDvBiI4E/Tv48M-pZgNI/AAAAAAAABtY/DTPT3AcEvi4/s200/103793966381544594_35IRwVQi_c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692053172715618514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. A bigger house&lt;br /&gt;13. A better way to organize Bailey's room!&lt;br /&gt;14. A new laptop&lt;br /&gt;15. A tahoe&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e9_k5E5kSEo/Tv49UT4CllI/AAAAAAAABtk/QD_mIL3Cph4/s1600/63472675967778836_altFbpdr_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 103px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e9_k5E5kSEo/Tv49UT4CllI/AAAAAAAABtk/QD_mIL3Cph4/s200/63472675967778836_altFbpdr_c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692054398184887890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;16. A new tattoo&lt;br /&gt;17. a dishwasher... i hate hand washing my dishes&lt;br /&gt;18. A real date with my husband&lt;br /&gt;19.  A stack of cash ;)&lt;br /&gt;20. to watch the ball drop in NYC&lt;br /&gt;21.  No contractions for the day&lt;br /&gt;22.  A day at the beach&lt;br /&gt;23. A new bedroom suit&lt;br /&gt;24. to sleep in&lt;br /&gt;25.  a HAPPY birthday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all have a happy new year and be safe!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6459279283945661801-1793281497260037584?l=brittneymclain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I apparently offended someone today and I didn't mean to. Her status said that she would happily pop out a few kids, have a clean house, and cook dinner every night just to not ever have to go back to work. Then I replied yeah you think that until your kids destroy that house in 5 minutes when its taken you hours to clean it, everyone complains about dinner, and you slowly go insane from staring at the same four walls day in and day out. I called myself being funny about my own life but she didn't take it that way. Oh well no big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point being is the grass isn't always greener on the other side. Yes I don't have to get up and go to work everyday but I still get up at the butt crack of dawn, I am constantly doing something, chasing Bailey, cleaning up after the cat, washing dishes, etc. At least when you are working you get a break, you get some adult conversation. We are down to one car again and I guess cabin fever is setting in lol and  I am going insane.. I hate being cooped up in this house all day long. I am also on bedrest so Bailey doesn't get to go outside much which means he is just one big ball of energy driving me absolutely insane. I know for a fact that when I go back to work I will miss this chaos but it is not a walk in the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly most people don't realize that being a housewife isn't like an episode of desperate housewives. We don't have housekeepers and a butt load of money to go shopping everyday. In fact having only one income kinda sucks but Zach and I made the decision that I would be at home with our children until they were old enough to go to school. It works for us and we chose to make those sacrifices... doesn't make it suck any less. I miss working ,I miss having my own money, and being independent but I love being able to be with my son all day everyday (even though he does drive me insane). All I am saying is just because I get to stay home everyday doesn't make it easy and it doesn't make it a permanent vacation. Maybe its Christmas break, maybe its bed rest, maybe i'm just losing my mind... but I would give anything to have about 7 hours to myself!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyrandom...&lt;br /&gt;We've finally started planning my babyshower. I honestly don't think Brock is going to wait until his due date. I have awful contractions at night time and a few weeks ago went to the hospital because of them which is when they told me I was dehydrated and put me on bedrest. I am looking forward to finishing his nursery and the rest of the house. I am so excited that it is getting closer and closer and I will finally be holding him in my arms. I am also a little nervous and anxious about everything.  I never felt ANY contractions with Bailey so really this is all new to me so I don't know what to expect even though this is my second baby. Bailey is finally coming around to being a big brother but his behavior here lately has been outrageous. He is either incredibly clingy or incredibly bratty. I guess this is just going to be a great new adventure for all of us :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all had a Merry Christmas.. we sure did!!! Oh yeah and my birthday is in 3 days.. WOW! I won't be doing anything this year and thats okay with me!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6459279283945661801-1205026391870916769?l=brittneymclain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/BygzZQmMCAfhKUGD7OzRx1f_hI8/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/BygzZQmMCAfhKUGD7OzRx1f_hI8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://brittneymclain.blogspot.com/feeds/4093312022180236897/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6459279283945661801&amp;postID=4093312022180236897&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6459279283945661801/posts/default/4093312022180236897?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6459279283945661801/posts/default/4093312022180236897?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://brittneymclain.blogspot.com/2011/12/eden-fantasys-loves-bloggers.html" title="Eden Fantasys Loves Bloggers!!" /><author><name>Brittney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14865816022677082186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jp4E4DCUeXc/TeGT5D68a-I/AAAAAAAABSw/m53wOtwJ9J8/s220/081.JPG" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak8BSHY6eip7ImA9WhRQF0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6459279283945661801.post-192148884467666587</id><published>2011-12-13T11:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T11:54:19.812-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-13T11:54:19.812-06:00</app:edited><title>I'm starting to freak out!</title><content type="html">Everything was great this morning. Zach got up and got Bailey off to school and I slept in until about 10 this morning (yes Im lazy lol). When I got up I got on facebook (more proof of my laziness) and I saw the automoatic posting from Babygaga. I am 29 weeks pregnant today which means there are only 11 weeks left (actually 10 because my doctor is bringing Brock into this world a week early). Panic set in. I feel like I have so much to do and nothing has been started. I have the crib, clothes, etc but nothing is organized or put together. When I had Bailey it was pure chaos.. I had everything set up for him for months before he was due to be here because I had my babyshower when I was 5 months pregnant. So while I was organized at the home front he threw a curve ball at me and decided to come a month early, labor was crazy.. 38 hours later they gave me an emergency c section and breast feeding was a fail and it was seriously just pure chaos. This time around my csection is planned, but I still have that fear that he is going to come early and nothing is going to be ready. I haven't had my babyshower/baby sprinkle (whatever) yet and Brock's room is a mess with stuff just everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am starting to freak out about my c-section too.. I am terrified that something is going to go wrong. I remember when I was in labor with Bailey and they told me that I had to have a c-section I had a complete melt down and full on anxiety attack. The closer my due date comes the more I am freaking out much in the same way. I know it's coming but I am terrified. Everything is pretty much planned out and should run smoothly and I should be happy about this, but I am so anxious. I can't wait to meet him and it's not having him thats freaking me out its the c-section thats scaring me. I'm sure most women would be happy to have it all planned out and do it the easier way but I'd rather go through all the pain than be semi put to sleep, cut open, and then have to wait almost 2 hours before I get to hold my baby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So 10 weeks... 10 more weeks my sweet baby boy will be here and my life will change again. I am so excited about bringing him home and growing our family. Things just seem to be flying by and the closer it gets the more anxious I become. I swear it felt like I was pregnant for YEARS when I was pregnant with Bailey.. seems like I just announced this pregnancy and it's already almost over. I am ready.. but I am not ready.. I'm definitely starting to freak out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6459279283945661801-192148884467666587?l=brittneymclain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/fypNZeONhm97AWd_Bk69ReVJfsU/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/fypNZeONhm97AWd_Bk69ReVJfsU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://brittneymclain.blogspot.com/feeds/192148884467666587/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6459279283945661801&amp;postID=192148884467666587&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6459279283945661801/posts/default/192148884467666587?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6459279283945661801/posts/default/192148884467666587?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://brittneymclain.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-starting-to-freak-out.html" title="I'm starting to freak out!" /><author><name>Brittney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14865816022677082186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jp4E4DCUeXc/TeGT5D68a-I/AAAAAAAABSw/m53wOtwJ9J8/s220/081.JPG" /></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0IAQnk6fip7ImA9WhRQF0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6459279283945661801.post-4891425961519321677</id><published>2011-12-12T20:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T21:05:43.716-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-12T21:05:43.716-06:00</app:edited><title>I must be crazy.</title><content type="html">If you know me, you know that I am not a shopper. I don't like spending money.. even if it isn't  my money. Half the time I feel like things are overpriced or I say to myself nah I will never really use that. Well my husband told me tonight to go online and spend 150$ on myself for Christmas and I COULDN'T DO IT. Yes you read that I apparently need my head examined.  I bought myself a pair of shoes and after debating for over 45 minutes some new makeup.. I didn't even spend half of what he said I could. Now if he would have given me that money and told me to spend it on other people it would have been gone in a heart beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't work so its a rare occasion that I have my own money. I sold some stuff at a yardsale and I had about 60$, and I've been bitching to my husband that the only shoes I had were flip flops and people were starting to look at me weird for wearing flip flops in the winter. He told me I should use my yardsale money to buy me some shoes.. I came back with a trunk full of toys for my nephews and Bailey... no shoes. He practically made me buy the shoes tonight haha. I have a tendency to over think every single situation and that has a lot to do with my constant anxiety.  I guess growing up with a family of 6 I kind of got used to cutting corners and sticking to a strict budget. Although it works for us, my husband loves to spend money and I'm usually the one pulling on the reigns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what my point in posting this was. I know that I got really upset this afternoon and I told my husband that I don't feel like I have an outlet, never time for myself. I told him that I'd love to go out to dinner with girlfriends once a week or go and get my toes done. I seriously had a melt down and started crying (must be the hormones). He said that even if I had the opportunity to do those things I wouldn't do it... his point was proven when he had to force me to buy shoes.  What do you do for yourself? What is your outlet away from the husband and the kids? I have to save my sanity somehow!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6459279283945661801-4891425961519321677?l=brittneymclain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Johnathan Brock :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pregnancy Symptoms:&lt;/b&gt; Heart Burn, BH Contractions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maternity Clothes: &lt;/b&gt;My stomach is huge!! so definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Movement:&lt;/b&gt; Yeah he either kicks really low or my ribs haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Best Moment of the Week:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We're starting to get the nursery together :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Food Cravings:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What I miss: &lt;/b&gt;My back not putting me in agony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekly Wisdom: &lt;/b&gt;Don't let the discomforts get you down... The closer I get to my due date the more I realize I am going to miss this.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Here are some random pics that my mom took :) Bailey or Zach were not quite cooperating!&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8mr0LZlvwek/TuUfJCtLQkI/AAAAAAAABro/wIgN2uP0dYc/s1600/xmas%2B4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 88px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8mr0LZlvwek/TuUfJCtLQkI/AAAAAAAABro/wIgN2uP0dYc/s200/xmas%2B4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684984344830755394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OJn-mdUW71U/TuUfAS7Rg9I/AAAAAAAABrQ/f3sBW112yNs/s1600/xmas%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 121px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OJn-mdUW71U/TuUfAS7Rg9I/AAAAAAAABrQ/f3sBW112yNs/s200/xmas%2B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684984194566030290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-onttj4Ejd7A/TuUe-1CT6UI/AAAAAAAABrE/zYyqZNA-69Q/s1600/xmas%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-onttj4Ejd7A/TuUe-1CT6UI/AAAAAAAABrE/zYyqZNA-69Q/s200/xmas%2B1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684984169362614594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6g44jvu5Umc/TuUe9cxJ0fI/AAAAAAAABq4/TvKnGYrLQrw/s1600/bw%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 138px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6g44jvu5Umc/TuUe9cxJ0fI/AAAAAAAABq4/TvKnGYrLQrw/s200/bw%2B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684984145668329970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HK7bco95vUE/TuUe8Aqu2PI/AAAAAAAABqs/42KVNZWknso/s1600/BW%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 106px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HK7bco95vUE/TuUe8Aqu2PI/AAAAAAAABqs/42KVNZWknso/s200/BW%2B1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684984120945334514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wrIsllvdzJE/TuUfB7mAu7I/AAAAAAAABrc/vhJbPi6AFrI/s1600/xmas%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wrIsllvdzJE/TuUfB7mAu7I/AAAAAAAABrc/vhJbPi6AFrI/s200/xmas%2B3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684984222662572978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6459279283945661801-104146607009519117?l=brittneymclain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Bonnie does amazing work with her &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/83409592/snowman-family-ornaments"&gt;hand painted ornaments&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/80353914/stethoscope-cover"&gt;stethoscope covers&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/81344663/handpainted-flamingo-pitcher-and-glass"&gt;glass sets&lt;/a&gt;. Her prices are amazing, I don't think I have seen anything over than 30$. I sent her an email and asked her if she would be interested in doing a review and she said yes. I was sent a hand painted Christmas ornament. I felt that these would make awesome grandparent's gifts so I had her put all the grandchildrens' names  on the ornament. My mom has 6 grandbabies, all boys she is going to love this.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OmAvEYv5sPU/TuD-OEYmcnI/AAAAAAAABo4/vAkq4HjDJO0/s1600/685342319_2450607802_0.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OmAvEYv5sPU/TuD-OEYmcnI/AAAAAAAABo4/vAkq4HjDJO0/s200/685342319_2450607802_0.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683822247390114418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0QgyygGBZLE/TuD-N91jB8I/AAAAAAAABos/Mx2wwkVwFq0/s1600/685342093_2450606951_0.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 151px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0QgyygGBZLE/TuD-N91jB8I/AAAAAAAABos/Mx2wwkVwFq0/s200/685342093_2450606951_0.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683822245632477122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TV6jIJO3VSw/TuD-OTQoLII/AAAAAAAABpE/mA1JBxySWXA/s1600/685342490_2450608411_0.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TV6jIJO3VSw/TuD-OTQoLII/AAAAAAAABpE/mA1JBxySWXA/s200/685342490_2450608411_0.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683822251383204994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My camera doesn't do them justice! They are absolutely beautiful and I am beyond pleased with these ornaments. You can buy one of these ornaments for only $7.00 with up to six names. I chose the Frost color because I wasn't sure what color my mother was doing her tree in but you can get them in the following colors  red, velvet blue, gold, frost purple. lime green and bubble gum pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head on over to &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/BonnieRobbins?ref=seller_info"&gt;Creations by Bonnie&lt;/a&gt; and pick something up for yourself or a loved one you definitely won't regret it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IAeaA0logVg/TuD_t9lH1II/AAAAAAAABp0/nDn4bt66Q7o/s1600/il_570xN.269421259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IAeaA0logVg/TuD_t9lH1II/AAAAAAAABp0/nDn4bt66Q7o/s200/il_570xN.269421259.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683823894831027330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TRQqoydyih8/TuD_uLp4WXI/AAAAAAAABqA/wdqilwbcUng/s1600/il_570xN.285874907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TRQqoydyih8/TuD_uLp4WXI/AAAAAAAABqA/wdqilwbcUng/s200/il_570xN.285874907.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683823898609080690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l1f9INWeXQc/TuD_tfyLeoI/AAAAAAAABpo/lJ4EGj5COJw/s1600/il_570xN.265959180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l1f9INWeXQc/TuD_tfyLeoI/AAAAAAAABpo/lJ4EGj5COJw/s200/il_570xN.265959180.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683823886832728706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cBBEmoln58M/TuD_tc-XriI/AAAAAAAABpY/a22BoTaGDbM/s1600/il_570xN.184179583.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cBBEmoln58M/TuD_tc-XriI/AAAAAAAABpY/a22BoTaGDbM/s200/il_570xN.184179583.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683823886078553634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I6DVn2ERMII/TuD_tNCH-JI/AAAAAAAABpQ/d9mDOpTM9_Q/s1600/il_570xN.97831396.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I6DVn2ERMII/TuD_tNCH-JI/AAAAAAAABpQ/d9mDOpTM9_Q/s200/il_570xN.97831396.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683823881799334034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6459279283945661801-4472169801883591687?l=brittneymclain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I was browsing Etsy, a website full of crafty people, that I am addicted to when I came across &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/RobinJoysNest?ref=seller_info"&gt;Robin Joy's Nest&lt;/a&gt;. Her Christmas ornaments are just adorable so I emailed her and asked her if she would be interested in allowing me to do a review. She said yes, isn't she sweet?  This is the ornament I received.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eCr-8rS-TZw/Tt65l264KFI/AAAAAAAABns/TfTmB_lEDt8/s1600/377074_2535791608431_1662825184_2374342_1386262158_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eCr-8rS-TZw/Tt65l264KFI/AAAAAAAABns/TfTmB_lEDt8/s200/377074_2535791608431_1662825184_2374342_1386262158_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683183839836907602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You can click the picture to make it bigger. I absolutely loved that &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/RobinJoysNest?ref=seller_info"&gt;Robin&lt;/a&gt; used the "About Me" post on my blog to make the characters on our Christmas tree. The detail is wonderful, the ornament is sturdy, and I absolutely love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/RobinJoysNest?ref=seller_info"&gt; Robin Joy's Nest&lt;/a&gt; has amazing personalized Christmas ornaments and they are affordable too. Great prices for the amazing detail and thought she puts into these ornaments. You can get an ornament like I received with up to 8 faces for only $10.00 or one with up to 12 faces for $12.50.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She has many different style ornaments to choose from head on over and check her out. You wont regret it. 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