tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-71667652242240874812012-01-20T12:54:19.884-06:00The Hawthorn TreeAmberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15111489382803879946noreply@blogger.comBlogger166125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166765224224087481.post-59197459331416214062012-01-18T09:22:00.001-06:002012-01-18T09:24:07.262-06:002012-01-18T09:24:07.262-06:00Family of Four's Christmas
Mini Man, big boy that he is, put the tree up all by himself this year.
Baby Girl had colic . So, I held her and gave instructions.
My contribution to the tree this year.
Mini Man made several ornaments. This one is a taco.
We also bought a few. This one is Baby Girl's.
Baby Girl and I went to the CCA Christmas party at Christmas Tree Lane.
Christmas Morning. Admiring her Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15111489382803879946noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166765224224087481.post-37867539959926686032011-11-29T00:18:00.000-06:002011-11-29T00:18:40.643-06:002011-11-29T00:18:40.643-06:001 Month
My first, and likely last, attempt at newborn portrait photography.
I'm sure that I was more tired that she was after it was all over.
This last month has been surreal. I still look at the tiny little human being sleeping beside me and am taken aback by the fact that I am no longer a huge Weeble but have a real, live baby. Every day I'm reminded of how much I have forgotten about little Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15111489382803879946noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166765224224087481.post-70771810984923698992011-11-11T14:48:00.000-06:002011-11-11T14:48:28.126-06:002011-11-11T14:48:28.126-06:00Family of FourJust three short days, October 28th, after I hit enter on that last post, Baby Girl decided to make her entrance into this world. I can hardly believe that two weeks have gone by since. Fourteen nights of nursing then falling asleep in the recliner, fourteen days of, well, nursing and falling asleep in the recliner. In the last six years I had forgotten some things. Minor items like how newborns Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15111489382803879946noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166765224224087481.post-61513585169663745052011-10-25T14:24:00.000-05:002011-10-25T14:24:28.323-05:002011-10-25T14:24:28.323-05:00Baby Update: In A Week or So...In a week or so we should have a new baby. There haven't been any updates lately because there just hasn't been that much new going on. I've had Dr. visits.I did all the things you do at those kinds of visits. They measured my belly and said that it was getting bigger. Like I didn't know that. Miniman quite frequently lets me and everyone else in ear shot know that I have a huge belly. Not that Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15111489382803879946noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166765224224087481.post-78786934616412904642011-09-24T08:50:00.002-05:002011-09-24T08:59:18.623-05:002011-09-24T08:59:18.623-05:006 Weeks 2 Days To GoTime warp. I've missed a few updates, but you really haven't missed much. The only thing that has changed is my loss of sense of humor and me whining about how ready I am for November. And the baby has been growing a little.
Here's the breakdown of the last few weeks:
I've been teaching English.
My Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15111489382803879946noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166765224224087481.post-4335934077305612562011-08-31T10:58:00.001-05:002011-09-05T10:59:35.176-05:002011-09-05T10:59:35.176-05:0010 Weeks To Go
I used spray paint and cleaned out the litter box. Gasp! As long as I'm being honest, I've also eaten lunch meat, blue cheese and some other stuff I'm not supposed to have -- including hot dogs. Do they really expect us to live in a bubble?
I have a new favorite article. I even snorted once or twice while I was reading it. (Notice that I felt the need to clarify that I was reading the article Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15111489382803879946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166765224224087481.post-25359335511498985972011-08-23T15:08:00.000-05:002011-08-23T15:08:29.947-05:002011-08-23T15:08:29.947-05:0011 Weeks To Go
Tactical Gilligan
This week has been so busy. Mini Man started school, I started school, and Mini Man had his first public performance in a musical. Getting ready for it all is just a big blur so there isn't much more to say about it.
At musical practice Mini Man asked me if I was going to take the baby in there with me. Maybe he thought I was going to leave it in the nursery.
Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15111489382803879946noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166765224224087481.post-89346606343273429382011-08-16T11:21:00.001-05:002011-08-16T11:26:52.214-05:002011-08-16T11:26:52.214-05:0012 Weeks To Go
He took the phrase to lick the bowl literally.
12 weeks. 12 Weeks! 12 WEEKS! That freaks me out a little bit. Saying three months doesn't sound scary. Do you know how fast 12 weeks will go? That's assuming that I carry to my due date and not go earlier. Even if I am past that, it's not like I'll be able to do anything productive. I won't even be able to bend over to do laundry or pick up Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15111489382803879946noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166765224224087481.post-54563005774793414602011-08-10T14:47:00.000-05:002011-08-10T14:47:38.296-05:002011-08-10T14:47:38.296-05:00Six Years
2005 - We waited a long time for this day.
2006 - It's amazing how fast they change that first year.
2007 - Then they learn that underwear on the head is funny.
2008 - Sweet looks can be deceiving. (c) 2008 Viewpoint Photography
2009 - I'm pretty sure we've had spaghetti on August 10th for the last 4 years.
2010 - Helping
2011 - Star Wars will always Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15111489382803879946noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166765224224087481.post-62268263266171965072011-08-08T14:32:00.001-05:002011-08-08T14:40:09.036-05:002011-08-08T14:40:09.036-05:0013 Weeks To Go
Rosemary grows in the snow, and in the
115 degree heat with no rain for weeks.
I had a fairly productive week. I started the birds for the mobile and finished another hat.
I'll just head right into the list this week, there seems to be a lot happening.
Milestones
I am now in the third trimester (according to some sources --some say that it starts next week). I think I'll have three piecesAmberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15111489382803879946noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166765224224087481.post-18058539774163896822011-08-03T11:20:00.001-05:002011-08-08T13:41:34.267-05:002011-08-08T13:41:34.267-05:0014 Weeks To Go
The doe that had been so cautious earlier this summer has finally
begun introducing her little ones to the wonders of our back yard.
This is my last week of the second trimester. If I remember correctly, this is the point where time slows down to a crawl.
School starts in a couple of weeks. I hope that keeps us busy enough distracted from the slowness.
We get a little more done on the Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15111489382803879946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166765224224087481.post-15484609792142959042011-07-27T15:25:00.002-05:002011-07-27T15:39:06.315-05:002011-07-27T15:39:06.315-05:0015 Weeks To Go
My first completed project.
Just to be clear, I mean first baby project -- for my baby.
For all of you people out there that like multiples of five you only have two more updates after this one to enjoy fully. Personally, I prefer multiples of four. I'm not sure why, it probably has something to do with my obsession with cooking.
Most of the things I knit are also in multiples of four. Just Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15111489382803879946noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166765224224087481.post-56450539955530591912011-07-19T01:23:00.000-05:002011-07-19T01:23:14.614-05:002011-07-19T01:23:14.614-05:0014 Years and More
A long time ago this boy decided he liked me enough for us to "go together".
We went to proms. -- four to be exact.
We figured out that we had lots of stuff in common. He became my best friend.
I probably still talk to him like this occasionally.
He definitely still looks at me like this when I do.
We made through High School and some College too.
Before we decided to do Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15111489382803879946noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166765224224087481.post-36679841653471721012011-07-18T19:10:00.001-05:002011-07-18T19:11:15.523-05:002011-07-18T19:11:15.523-05:0016 Weeks To Go
What we were doing last July.
This year, it's just too hot to get out.
This week is really important. It's the 24 Week mark. It means that Baby will start gaining about 4 ounces a week for the next four weeks. It means that his/her lungs will be developing at an amazing rate everyday.
There must be a tiny little control panel inside my womb. I'm pretty sure that there is an "Initiate Weird Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15111489382803879946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166765224224087481.post-80084486216711940812011-07-13T17:34:00.001-05:002011-07-13T17:43:32.538-05:002011-07-13T17:43:32.538-05:00Wordless Wednesday: After the Rain
Yet he has not left himself without testimony: He has shown kindness by giving you rain from heaven and crops in their seasons; he provides you with plenty of food and fills your hearts with joyActs 14:17Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15111489382803879946noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166765224224087481.post-60529420655862496702011-07-12T14:14:00.000-05:002011-07-12T14:14:14.269-05:002011-07-12T14:14:14.269-05:0017 Weeks To Go
Mamaw Corn. aka Corn off the Cob
I don't have much of a real update. The baby is getting bigger. This week we have a mango baby. Or papaya, your choice. I think that's a weight comparison because [s]he is over 11 inches long now. I've never seen a papaya or a mango that big.
The weeks are starting to slip by. I know at the end time will slow down again, but in November I'll have all the familyAmberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15111489382803879946noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166765224224087481.post-44792663907265237682011-07-06T11:01:00.002-05:002011-07-06T14:51:49.055-05:002011-07-06T14:51:49.055-05:00Update: 22 Weeks (or 18 Weeks To Go)
Cinnamon Roll Baby. 21 Weeks
Yes, the last post said 20 weeks. So I missed one. I never committed to posting here regularly. Well, maybe I did, but I'm pregnant so I'm pretty sure you won't hold it against me. I also (against my better judgment) leaked the news on facebook first and that took most of the joy out of posting here. Sad, yes?
I'll do two in one to make up. Last week was a little Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15111489382803879946noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166765224224087481.post-22056833827871465372011-06-26T16:07:00.000-05:002011-06-26T16:07:55.734-05:002011-06-26T16:07:55.734-05:00Update: 20 (and three-quarters) weeks
20-week belly. I'm trying to look blissful and daydreamy.
This week's update is late partially because of my latest pregnancy induced ailment. It seems that I'll be periodically subject to Carpal Tunnel Syndrome flair ups. Fortunately, a brace seems to take care of the problem so, I don't have to suffer. It and so many other discomforts have been a first to me this time around. I'm admittedly Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15111489382803879946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166765224224087481.post-29170813475053728012011-06-17T11:30:00.000-05:002011-06-17T11:30:45.632-05:002011-06-17T11:30:45.632-05:00Family Outing -- Army Style
A guy looking very Army-ish. I think he was actually on his cell phone.
As a military family we get to do some really cool things sometimes. I think the Army tolerates that because it helps to balance out all the other inconvenient stuff we have to put up with.
We got to go see something that had never happened before. T sent me a message to let me know that if we wanted to see a unit shoot Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15111489382803879946noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166765224224087481.post-1583154779279545832011-06-13T18:06:00.001-05:002011-06-13T18:15:26.285-05:002011-06-13T18:15:26.285-05:00Update: 19 Weeks
June Roses
One more week and I will be halfway there. 'There' being the place that the nursery and house are in perfect order and ready for our long awaited newbie. And the day before we bring our new lovely home with us because [s]he will be born on the due date.
I've sewn and decorated nothing. I'm waiting for the ultrasound in two weeks. Last week, I started having panicky dreams of nothingAmberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15111489382803879946noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166765224224087481.post-72548894962982491952011-06-06T13:49:00.001-05:002011-06-06T13:56:59.578-05:002011-06-06T13:56:59.578-05:00Update: 18 WeeksI had a post about this weekend. But since I consistently forgot to take my camera with me everywhere we went it was really pretty boring. Long story short, we took L to the first rodeo that he can remember (for nearly free).
Saturday, we went to a birthday part and ate too much awesome food, saw lots of family and friends and listened to some pretty darn good local music.
On Sunday, I went to Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15111489382803879946noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166765224224087481.post-40470128908596701702011-06-02T18:52:00.000-05:002011-06-02T18:52:51.589-05:002011-06-02T18:52:51.589-05:00Something Sneaky's Going On... Something pruned my tomato plants...A LOT. The first night it only got four of the eight and some stems were left. I forgot to bring them in and the mystery varmint got the other four the next night but left the stems from before.
Last night we set up the game camera hoping to catch the vandal. The sneak thief finished off the stems and got away without triggering the camera!
All I have are Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15111489382803879946noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166765224224087481.post-80047271709805462002011-06-01T08:00:00.017-05:002011-06-01T08:00:01.104-05:002011-06-01T08:00:01.104-05:00Branson Weekend: A humorous look at the misfortunate events of a mother/daughter.
WOMEN OF JOY-Branson, Mo.
We had a room reserved with two other ladies but my mother had also made arrangements for us to stay at a friend's house.
The meter box at the house.
A flood greeted us when we arrived. There was no electricity and no water.
We left everything and went to the conference. Afterward, we stopped on the Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15111489382803879946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166765224224087481.post-48490554471192656672011-05-31T21:39:00.001-05:002011-05-31T21:41:12.737-05:002011-05-31T21:41:12.737-05:00Update: 17 weeks
There was an update last week. It is saved as a draft. I just didn't have the gumption (not exactly the word, but it will do) to post it. It was about the tornado that ripped through our friends and family's neighborhoods. Or more about my sadness to see such destruction. I didn't take pictures. There were more than enough out there. And as hard as it was for me not to document, it just didn't Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15111489382803879946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7166765224224087481.post-77725471528678844942011-05-16T11:47:00.000-05:002011-05-16T11:47:33.880-05:002011-05-16T11:47:33.880-05:0015 Week Update with a Bonus Typo!Oops! I skipped a week. I meant to post last week. Somehow the week vaporized before I even knew it was the second week of May.
Baby milestones for this week:
The baby is about 4 inches long. About the size of a navel orange.
Not much except this week except growth, but I think growing half and inch per week is pretty amazing.
I'm feeling movements every once in a while. I have for a few Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15111489382803879946noreply@blogger.com1