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/><category term="janette birch" /><category term="heart cup cakes" /><category term="snow" /><title>It doesn't get any better than this!</title><subtitle type="html">It doesn't get any better than this!</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jaimeystarkeybuquet.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jaimeystarkeybuquet.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4743839802377275695/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Jaimey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17007410242254795193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="23" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rRgGH8sES3k/Tr4HWIvDEyI/AAAAAAAAK6A/43HFnuzgthc/s220/DSC_1860-1.JPG" /></author><generator version="7.00" 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scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pumpkin carving" /><title>Heidi's pumpkin party!</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Every year my friend Heidi comes back to our neck of the woods from hers and her in laws host a huge pumpkin carving party on their farm. 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Grayson is enjoying preschool for the second year. We are still at the coop and this year I am the class rep/coordinator. It is a lot more work than I expected it would be but overall it &lt;strike&gt;isn't&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;horrible. (read: I won't be doing it again as long as I have babies) He has really come into his own this year and loves to build&amp;nbsp;elaborate&amp;nbsp;marble runs out of various materials Teacher P pulls out for him. He has become known as quite the little architect to his friends and they all wait for him to come and help them construct these fun tracks. He also still really enjoys art and imaginative play. He is a lovely helper and awesome big brother too!&lt;br /&gt;
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Jaxon has learned the word no. And says it quite often. I think I hear it in my sleep he says it so much. He loves helping me clean the house and play with his toys and coloring. He loves learning new things and watching Grayson do things and trying them too. Usually he is successful. He is very social and loves to play with friends and say hi to people. He is also a great big brother, always asking to hold Torin or nurse him. Yes you read that right, he seems to think he too has breast milk and Torin needs it. He has asked to nurse him more than a few times. No matter how I tell him he doesn't have milk, he wants to try anyway. lol&lt;br /&gt;
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Torin just discovered his smile and uses it often. He is a VERY happy baby and a great sleeper already like Jaxon was/is. He smiles non-stop and is learning to laugh. He enjoys nursing, "playing" with his brothers and sleeping with mommy. Oh and nursing. :)&lt;br /&gt;
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Zack's job is going well and is almost to the two year mark. It is hard to believe the 18 months of joblessness is so long ago. It is almost just a memory. We are still recovering but we are almost there. Life is mostly ok.&lt;br /&gt;
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I am learning to juggle 3 little boys the house and everything else. I will admit that usually one of them is "hitting the floor" but I am quick to "pick it up" and keep on trucking. I think this is all a really great lesson for me in what is a priority and what isn't. I have always been a bit of a control freak and I just can't control it all now, or most of it in fact. I am a quick learner luckily.&lt;br /&gt;
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Somewhere along the way, I went from Jaimey to Mommy. It happens to the best of us, in the blink of an eye and before you know it, only shreds of your former self remain. I SWORE it would never happen to me. I would never get lost in my marriage, never be the slave to my kids and my role as mommy and wife. It's one of the reasons I hyphenated my last name. Marriage was an addition to my life, not a hostile take over.&lt;br /&gt;
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And yet, here I sit with mile-long-leg hair. My hair in a perpetual Mommy-tail and frumpy cozy clothes after the kids go to bed, folding mountains and mountains of laundry. The sea of tiny clothing, begging to be put on tiny squishy bodies. Bodies that came from mine that I would give my life for, that as a mommy you put on this earth and it's as if your entire soul is walking away from your body&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;with a mind of it's own and free will. You will feel every hurt they feel, every&amp;nbsp;achievement&amp;nbsp;and in that time you teach them and hope that you taught them everything they need to know.&lt;br /&gt;
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So while I swore I would never be that woman, the woman who loses herself in her family I realize that I have and I am. And man am I happy I did. I could not be happier about my choice to be a mom. I love my life and my kids, through every tear and laugh. With mile long leg hair and my perma Mommy-tail and mountains of laundry. I am good with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743839802377275695-6414946732879338868?l=jaimeystarkeybuquet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I woke up on Aug 30, his due date feeling like things were different. I started noticing contractions about 30 minutes apart from 6 am- about 1pm when I laid down to take a nap. I woke up an hour later with them closer to 15 minutes apart. I told Zack things were getting quicker. I busied myself getting the last minute things into bags for the boys and myself and toward the door. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About 3 I said it was time to get the kids to our friends house and head to the hospital. I had planned on going to the same hospital I had Jaxon at but when I called and told them I was headed there and had been 4cm for a few weeks the nurse freaked out a little, given my vba2c status. I was urged to go the the hospital that is closer. I hung up and told Zack what they said. I drove the kids to my friends house so I could give her my car as well with Zack following closely behind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once I got there my phone started ringing again. I answered knowing it was the nurse, she said that two the major highways around the hospital had been closed due to fire and the traffic on the one I would be taking would be horrible. She was very concerned that I wouldn't make it the 35 miles in that kind of traffic. It was decided I would head to the other hospital. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zack and I left my friend Diana's house and headed to the hospital. The kids were in great hands and it was so nice to not have to worry about them while I was busy. My contractions picked up in the car on the way to the hospital. Once we got there and and got me up to the check in area the nurses seemed to think I wasn't in labor or something, this seems to be common practice I think. Assume you are crazy and can't figure out a 9 lb watermelon is trying to exit your body... One nurse says, "Let's get her to triage and see if she is in labor." I confirmed "This is labor, 4th baby, I am pretty sure I know labor. And I have been 4 cm for weeks. This baby is coming!" I was a little ticked off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DO NOT PISS OF A LABORING MAMA! seriously. who does that?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I got checked in and was indeed 6cm and in labor (duh). A few minutes later, I was escorted to my room. Upon entering I was greeted my a midwife, one I had been told was great so that was a relief, who told me if I wanted an epidural I should say so now. My doula (same amazing woman as last time) wasn't even there yet, and I said as much and passed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shannon (my Doula) got there about 6pm and thank goodness because so did the back labor! She was amazing as she had been before. She rubbed and massaged and pressed as hard as she could on my lower back. She was great at keeping me grounded. When I forgot to breath, she would breath really loud and remind me. When I needed more pressure she pushed. I can not recommend her highly enough. I wish everyone I knew would use her. They would not regret it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zack was in charge of photography during this time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653180380231683474" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LjwuHwbPs8c/TnQhmp7qzZI/AAAAAAAAKxs/ROIqm1k6Hno/s400/DSC_0985.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 266px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1hSzBtOR1ik/TnQidAzxihI/AAAAAAAAKx0/1slRXTXAzWU/s1600/DSC_0995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653181314085521938" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1hSzBtOR1ik/TnQidAzxihI/AAAAAAAAKx0/1slRXTXAzWU/s400/DSC_0995.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 266px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hours of laboring like this, eating ice chips (which was no issue for me! I was pretty anemic this time around and ice was my favorite treat!) and being monitored and timed. I learned that I had roughly 2 hours to get to 8 cm because of my vba2c status (vaginal birth after 2 cesareans) and they were concerned about uterine rupture and hemorrhage because I lost so much blood with Jaxon.&lt;br /&gt;
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Around 930 or so I was getting tired, I had held it together pretty well except when I went to the bathroom and for whatever reason that position had made my body contract in such a way it scared me! The most guttural hollers were coming out of me that I couldn't control. The midwife walked back in after stepping out and upon hearing this started yelling to get me out of there, I could hear the concern in her voice. I could see something going very wrong and so could she. Once I got back to my spot on the bed things calmed down quickly, my doula resumed her position and I regained my composure. Not long later I asked for something to take the edge off. The midwife basically said Fat Chance Charlie. Something about being too far along at 9cm. She broke my water and I got to 10cm quickly.&lt;br /&gt;
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You are ready to push! She proclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;
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GREAT?! REALLY?! NO I AM NOT!!! Holy hell, I wanted a c section in that very moment. I wanted to rewind and pretend I had never asked for any of this! You know that feeling you get of dread when you see the mess you are in and worse yet when you CHOSE to put yourself there?!&lt;br /&gt;
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She kept yelling at me that I could do this and that I WAS doing this. That I needed to push. Honestly, I tried so hard to not push, but since there is only one exit that late in the game I had no choice. So I pushed. Luckily for me only a few times and he was out.&lt;br /&gt;
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The nurse said I pushed for 9 minutes but "the first set didn't could cause I was pulling him back in" Lovely. :)  So 6-9 minutes depending on who you ask...&lt;br /&gt;
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Of PURE. TORTURE.&lt;br /&gt;
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Holy hell child birth hurts. Natural child birth sucks a lot! And if you asked me in the first few days you would have heard no way in HELL was I doing that again! But I have come to my senses and would do it again. The healing has been much nicer than a c section.&lt;br /&gt;
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So I got my vba2c! I am very very happy about that part.&lt;br /&gt;
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Without further ado, welcome&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EXqMWFo58V8/TnQrh6HXsNI/AAAAAAAAKx8/SdtnqkVBRUg/s1600/DSC_1027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653191293792661714" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EXqMWFo58V8/TnQrh6HXsNI/AAAAAAAAKx8/SdtnqkVBRUg/s400/DSC_1027.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 266px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Torin "Bacon" James&lt;br /&gt;
8 lb 13 oz&lt;br /&gt;
22"&lt;br /&gt;
14.5" head&lt;br /&gt;
(cause that is really all that matters!)&lt;br /&gt;
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compare to &lt;a href="http://jaimeystarkeybuquet.blogspot.com/2010/01/jaxons-birth-story-looonnng.html"&gt;Jaxon's Birth&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743839802377275695-5817456118373868136?l=jaimeystarkeybuquet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Sorry. If a little blog could collect cobwebs this one would be for sure! So let me blow off the dust and take a second to gather my thoughts....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_luowP5_ZauU/TQzhxmvXDZI/AAAAAAAAKko/-lGKbY-fQYg/s1600/blow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_luowP5_ZauU/TQzhxmvXDZI/AAAAAAAAKko/-lGKbY-fQYg/s400/blow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552060682970008978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;pardon my morning hair &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah yes, that's better. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;How is this holiday season treating you?! We are well. I am SO happy to be able to say that. We honestly have not had any major sicknesses &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and  &lt;/span&gt;we are actually doing fairly well financially too this year. &lt;/span&gt;I am not working at T, and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;is something to be Thankful for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I discovered the joy of Amazon Prime this year. Prime entitles it's subscribers to free two day shipping on anything Prime eligible, which is most everything Amazon sells directly. I have done ALL of the shopping on their. The best part is I got prime for free! I signed up for the amazon mom club which gets you discounts and such and Prime for free for 3 months. Every $25 you spend in the baby store you get an additional month, up to a year free. I am up to March. I know this is not the most helpful post since it comes the week before Christmas and I am sorry for that. Also, you don't have to be a mom, anyone who is in the presence of children and would buy from the baby store (clothes toys, diapers etc) can sign up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we are mostly the same as the last time I posted something of value. Zack is working a ton. He has been traveling 2-4 days a week for the last 5-6 weeks. It makes for a long week for everyone involved and Jaxon has started to think Dada lives in the phone since when it rings he calls it Dada and gets very excited! But I think that is done for a while. There was some job restructuring at work and the person who was traveling wasn't anymore. It won't be in Zack's permanent job description we don't think... we hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he is home on the weekends we have been trying to pack in as much as possible. I will try to get to that stuff soon. This month of travel has just slammed me. Noone to help with anything makes for a very tired mama at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been working in the classroom for G a lot. He loves it. We really love the school. I can't say enough about Teacher P and her way of doing things and I expand my parenting tool belt every time I am in her presence. I am so glad I made that choice. Jaxon on the other hand is not so happy to be away from me. He has just turned 11 months (HOLY cow how did that happen!?!) and is pretty much in the thick of separation anxiety. He screams most of the time I am gone at preschool.  :( Not sure if he isn't digging the situation or that he isn't home or if it's simply that I am not there but I am going to play with it and switch caregivers/ locations (Grandma/Nonny and our house) and see if anything changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grayson is loving school and asks every single day if it is a school day. The next 2 weeks are going to be interesting. Hopefully we will get together with some of our school friends over break.&lt;br /&gt;He is learning so much. Teacher P just charms them all. One of our favorite new catch phrases that we learned at school is "friends help/love/? friends" it helps him to think less of himself and more of the other person but with out so many words. It works well for brothers too. I use it a lot. Teacher P is full of them! And everything is sung. Did you know that you could be saying the WORST thing and if it is sung it takes the edge off and makes it so much less threatening? Child doesn't want to clean up and move on... sing it! I have always used that because I learned it as a nanny but it's a lovely refresher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaxon is getting big and learning something new every day. This week was how to take off his diaper. more than once I would see a naked bum streak by and then this on the floor not so far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_luowP5_ZauU/TQzzNbfsHbI/AAAAAAAAKkw/kMWM_AM7aP4/s1600/165130_1776247288231_1300825498_32017321_465662_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_luowP5_ZauU/TQzzNbfsHbI/AAAAAAAAKkw/kMWM_AM7aP4/s400/165130_1776247288231_1300825498_32017321_465662_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552079852685499826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luowP5_ZauU/TQzzYc86cOI/AAAAAAAAKk4/Vi9xQsz5iIo/s1600/162729_1776248808269_1300825498_32017325_2896342_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luowP5_ZauU/TQzzYc86cOI/AAAAAAAAKk4/Vi9xQsz5iIo/s400/162729_1776248808269_1300825498_32017325_2896342_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552080042055069922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oy. I guess I need to get on that diaper stash I have to make, his diapers are on their last legs. I have already thrown out 12 that have been in rotation for almost 4 years, and most of them were hand-me-downs. I just dread making that many diapers again. It's daunting. But I have wayyy-too-many-yards of fabric stating the obvious... I gotta get on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next month we fly to San Diego for a week. We will be there for the boys birthdays. We are all very excited to see everyone. Grayson can't wait to fly on a place. We are flying in super late on Friday night, but it was over $200 cheaper than Sat morning. I am hoping they sleep instead of scream the whole flight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I hope this post finds you well this holiday season and thanks for still reading, as sporadic as it may be. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743839802377275695-7649877922702918886?l=jaimeystarkeybuquet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction. So basically when I made the appointment for a family photo session with Elle for last Sunday I should have seen it coming. I mean who hasn't seen the kid with the black eye or the cut on the face only to have their mother turn and say "yup, school pictures this week. Figures!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have seen to coming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday when we were hanging out at home after I had slept in a bit (yum) and Jax was playing on my lap in the recliner. He would hang over the left arm and pull himself back up. Over and over. The last time he did it he pushed with his feet with all his might. I had an arm over his back for support but it wasn't enough. I tried to catch him with my right hand but his little foot slipped through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby fell on his head. :( Worst. Mommy. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scooped him up. He was crying pretty hard. I tried to access this situation, looking for blood and bumps. Nothing. He had no raising lumpies to speak of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few more minutes of comforts and love he was done with me. I set him down on the floor by the slide (yes we have one in the family room) and tried to get him to crawl up. He cried. So I helped him do down. He laughed and had fun doing that a few times. Then I offered for him to try again. He tried to crawl and he just fell over and cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought maybe his equilibrium was off, being that he just smacked his head on the floor. More snuggles. A bit later he tried to crawl again with the same result. At this point it was about 5 minutes from the fall and I looked at Zack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think it's broken. His arm. I think we need to take him in now"&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luowP5_ZauU/TNDZlQj_KNI/AAAAAAAAKiE/BRf0gWDogDg/s1600/photo+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wanted to wait a bit and see if he felt better in a few minutes, but I knew. Something was wrong. I gathered us all together and headed for Urgent Care. $40, 2 Xrays and 1 screaming-held-down-looking-at-me-like-HOW-COULD-YOU-MAMA baby later and it was confirmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luowP5_ZauU/TNDZqLAXzfI/AAAAAAAAKiM/tJAfXnQepo4/s1600/photo+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luowP5_ZauU/TNDZqLAXzfI/AAAAAAAAKiM/tJAfXnQepo4/s400/photo+3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535163260570422770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Broken Wrist. Both bones. Our best guess is he had his hands down when he fell and "caught" himself with his hand. It was tiny and hard to see on the Xray and our photo is even worse so I will spare you. He is in a temporary cast for at least a week (though our apt for a real cast is the 11th- does that seem too FAR to anyone else? They said they would see us again this week but then the apt person called she said they wanted to see me NEXT week. Almost 2 weeks after the break...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luowP5_ZauU/TNDZfcZ27DI/AAAAAAAAKh8/xDmyrzKuQMM/s1600/photo+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luowP5_ZauU/TNDZfcZ27DI/AAAAAAAAKh8/xDmyrzKuQMM/s400/photo+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535163076262161458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I feel horrible. Poor little guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_luowP5_ZauU/TNDZV8-CITI/AAAAAAAAKh0/M6uHMKs1ktA/s1600/73063_1703388986819_1300825498_31878316_6417873_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_luowP5_ZauU/TNDZV8-CITI/AAAAAAAAKh0/M6uHMKs1ktA/s400/73063_1703388986819_1300825498_31878316_6417873_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535162913205133618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luowP5_ZauU/TNDZlQj_KNI/AAAAAAAAKiE/BRf0gWDogDg/s1600/photo+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luowP5_ZauU/TNDZlQj_KNI/AAAAAAAAKiE/BRf0gWDogDg/s400/photo+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535163176162633938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He can't crawl, though he tries to arm crawl sometimes. Mostly he just gets annoyed because he loses his balance and falls over and can't get up on his own. Luckily, he doesn't seem to be in any pain. He has been quite the trooper through it all. Now to get a cast to look 'cool' for those family photos I have to reschedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shoulda seen it comin'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743839802377275695-3496760022067738788?l=jaimeystarkeybuquet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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My family tends to breed skinny little beans. Apparently our  children will not be left out. His last stats can be seen &lt;a href="http://jaimeystarkeybuquet.blogspot.com/2010/07/jaxon-is-6-months.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. And the ones before &lt;a href="http://jaimeystarkeybuquet.blogspot.com/2010/05/jaxon-is-4-months.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. And &lt;a href="http://jaimeystarkeybuquet.blogspot.com/2010/05/jaxon-is-3-months-but-im-little-late.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves:&lt;br /&gt;milk&lt;br /&gt;playing with Grayson&lt;br /&gt;clapping (learned yesterday)&lt;br /&gt;milk&lt;br /&gt;anything edible, and even some stuff that shouldn't be&lt;br /&gt;laughing&lt;br /&gt;snuggling&lt;br /&gt;sleeping on his tummy&lt;br /&gt;milk&lt;br /&gt;crawling&lt;br /&gt;being "independent"&lt;br /&gt;being carried in the Ergo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dislikes:&lt;br /&gt;loud noises&lt;br /&gt;being sat on or tossed around by G&lt;br /&gt;being cold&lt;br /&gt;the stroller&lt;br /&gt;being kept from a nap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;9 month shoot with Elle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_luowP5_ZauU/TMu5A22XeKI/AAAAAAAAKhU/smYEy9aEINA/s1600/73373_1674431300308_1223198036_31847866_8297289_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luowP5_ZauU/TMu423u85MI/AAAAAAAAKhE/JwDbDiD-S3A/s400/73127_1674431860322_1223198036_31847869_2103233_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533719819968111810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luowP5_ZauU/TMu4w601gMI/AAAAAAAAKg8/OaqeVrc0sUE/s1600/72524_1674430700293_1223198036_31847863_6650209_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 278px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luowP5_ZauU/TMu4w601gMI/AAAAAAAAKg8/OaqeVrc0sUE/s400/72524_1674430700293_1223198036_31847863_6650209_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533719717718884546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luowP5_ZauU/TMu4s3Md1YI/AAAAAAAAKg0/qdOLl9PRvy8/s1600/72441_1674430060277_1223198036_31847859_2505167_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_luowP5_ZauU/TMu4IaF1J8I/AAAAAAAAKgE/4Ea9C3lGy-Q/s400/66300_1674430260282_1223198036_31847860_7129783_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533719021737027522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luowP5_ZauU/TMu4FU3j3MI/AAAAAAAAKf8/qioPafFa9_Y/s1600/66647_1674431620316_1223198036_31847868_4106537_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luowP5_ZauU/TMu4FU3j3MI/AAAAAAAAKf8/qioPafFa9_Y/s400/66647_1674431620316_1223198036_31847868_4106537_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533718968795389122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luowP5_ZauU/TMu4Cr4G0-I/AAAAAAAAKf0/xTGm7cKh7IE/s1600/40737_1674432420336_1223198036_31847873_6506978_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 278px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luowP5_ZauU/TMu4Cr4G0-I/AAAAAAAAKf0/xTGm7cKh7IE/s400/40737_1674432420336_1223198036_31847873_6506978_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533718923432088546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luowP5_ZauU/TMu3_cHq12I/AAAAAAAAKfs/Q0lehm3T01k/s1600/36056_1674432260332_1223198036_31847872_3363973_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 278px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luowP5_ZauU/TMu3_cHq12I/AAAAAAAAKfs/Q0lehm3T01k/s400/36056_1674432260332_1223198036_31847872_3363973_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533718867662788450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow we have family photos with &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.zoberbabies.com"&gt;Elle&lt;/a&gt;, stay tuned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743839802377275695-8238386329629100355?l=jaimeystarkeybuquet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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This should be fun.... or not. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Sunday: wake early (630) with Jax after having already been up twice, not that I am complaining, feed, play. 930-130 work the children's consignment sale so I could shop at the presale last week. Supposed to have family pics but we got rained out. Head home to clean and play with the boys. 630/7 boys to bed. Start evening projects: working on cloth diaper gift baskets for the preschool auction. (email me at jsbuquet@gmail.com if you are interested in coming or bidding on anything! It helps keep our school running) I offered to make 3! baskets with 2 cloth diapers, 10 wipes, a wetbag and a gift certificate for 2 more diapers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me to bed, 1130/12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jax is up 3x in the night/morning, 10, 4, 6. He might be working on more teethers....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: wake with the kiddos 730. Coffee!!, feed, eat, coffee! Preschool 9-12. Errands, Jax nap and work on diapers while asleep. Pick up G. Help auction chair get a glass table top donation to her home, my car is bigger. Lunch at home. G work on art projects while I attempt to get &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Jax down for a nap. Make dinner in the crock pot. Cloth diaper party 3-5 (like a tupperware home party but cloth diapers.) Home, feed/eat. Zack home play with kiddos. 630/7 boys to bed. Clean kitchen. Mom calls to remind me I said I would pick up a desk she bought and drop it off. (forgot!) Stop by $ tree to get baskets for diapers and find out debit card I activated today doesn't work. grrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home to work on diapers and folding my own so my baby has a clean bum tomorrow. Diapers finished except for snaps on the tabs! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bed tonight 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday plan: wake, eat, COFFEE! 10-11 Boob group for bf advice and Halloween party. 1130 Jax has his 9 month apt. After that: lunch, play, attempt to clean something (it's a bit like trying to shovel snow while it's still snowing.) Make dinner, play, clean something. 7-9 parent teacher training for preschool. Wish on stars as I leave that Jax is semi kind to his father and doesn't scream too long while I am gone. Come home, put snaps on diapers. Make two wet bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bed hopefully by 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: preschool 9-12. Nothing else planned which really means there is a LOT of room for chaos. :) Get home and work on wipes for diaper baskets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: 930 meet with friends for walk at the library if it isn't pouring. 11 library to swap out books. Possibly out of this world pizza for lunch. pm: work on diaper baskets etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: Diaper baskets DUE! Hopefully they are finished. preschool 9-12. Trick or treating at the mall 3-5. Harvest party 6-9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: attempt failed photos at 130. Halloween party with kids 4-530. Halloween party sans kids 6-...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: neighbors get together for games and spooky fun then trick or treating around 5? 630-930 harvest party at another friends church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in there I plan to feed us all, bath us all and clean things... though judging from the usual laundry mountain (which is DONE right now!!) I usually suck at that by about mid week. Happy Halloween week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4743839802377275695-7718832373717976410?l=jaimeystarkeybuquet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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