Aug 25, 2009
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Aug 11, 2009
on the new calendar page.
I have to set them to the side.
My favorite post-its.
Boss man doesn't seem to like them as much.
My favorite summer scent. My mom used to buy this potpourri (Nordstrom, Summer Sorbet) every summer for our house. I keep the candle on my desk for sad days (I seem to be having a lot of them at work lately) and it makes me happy again.
Aug 10, 2009
Aug 7, 2009
finally at 6ish i was wheeled into the delivery room.
look how toasty you were...
somewhere along the way my water broke
thinking that this journey will never end,
having put no real credence into this silly breathing game
and the labor and delivery nurse.
my fear was that they would send me home and say ha ha you are not in labor.
sure enough i was having contractions.
my hugs were uber strong and i was not happy about this.
I just got this email from my grandma, who was not aware of my mom's guest blogging. :)
OK -- its 8:30 and it was about this time on Saturday, August 7, 1982, that your Dad called me and said, "Beeee" -- can you do something with your daughter? I think we need to go to the hospital but she won't go!" -- it was a hot, summer day! -- more later................xxxx
august was seasonally warm in 1982 and i was great with child. you child. my child the most beautiful child i know.
i was hot, 150 lbs, hot, puffy, hot, my toes looked like little smokie link sausages, i felt like a waddling giant balloon.
dad was home that day although i remember none of the activities of that day.
i rolled my eyes and probably made a huffing noise. i went to bed but was restless times a million. i was up and down all night, staying still was impossible, i paced around the house, up and down the hall, in and out of the bathroom (if you know what i mean) i had read in one of my three million baby books that the body naturally cleansed itself in preparation for labor. I of course did not acknowledge this as a sign of my labor and instead rolled my eyes again and continued to pace. dad had gone to bed at a reasonable hour and did not notice my up down up down. shocking. i continued to pace and go back to bed and then up from bed and all around the house until 8 ish in the morning. dad awakened and decided that i was in labor. i denied this and suggested that he time my contractions. there was no consistency in length or duration. i continued to sass him and refused to go to the hospital. he called bee and told on me.
And here is a video of 'our song.'
Aug 6, 2009
Aug 5, 2009
These are three of my nine (yes, nine) kiddos. I was their nanny for five years (yes, five). My years with them are SUCH a huge part of my life and I ache for their sweaty, sticky hugs and kisses every. single. day. I'm thinking of heading up to Flagstaff this weekend for some baby love. I need my love batteries re-charged! When I started working for this family there were three kids. Samantha, Anna Marie and Nick. Then came Tom, then the twins Maggie and Grace. This summer, the TRIPLETS were born! Olivia, Kate and Nora. I started a blog for them and cannot wait to snap more photos this weekend! Click HERE to see the blog.
Anyway, we took this photo (Nick, me, Grace, Maggie) at the Out of Africa park in Camp Verde, AZ. If you haven't been I HIGHLY recommend it! It's a little primitive, no characters walking around or anything, but it is VERY fun. We fed giraffes, pet huge snakes, watch lions, tigers and tons of other animals! This is one of my favorite photos from the trip. It was over 100 degrees, we were SO hot, sweaty, sticky, stinky and happy! I think I spent $50 on bottled water that day. We were so thirsty and the kids kept pouring the water on their heads. Who could blame them?
More photos of the bebes in the post below. Just for fun. :)
Grace and Taylor...
Samantha and Anna at Sea World (2004ish?)