tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82508424212808268542024-02-19T01:50:59.635-08:00The Stevenson'sJustin, Shaylee, Mercedez and Sawyerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14586719076367454994noreply@blogger.comBlogger90125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250842421280826854.post-74496055588263078282012-08-04T21:25:00.003-07:002012-08-04T21:25:46.212-07:00Oregonians<a href="http://s2.hubimg.com/u/2144497_f260.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" id="il_fi" src="http://s2.hubimg.com/u/2144497_f260.jpg" style="padding-bottom: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-top: 8px;" /></a><br />
Well, it's almost official. We're moving to Oregon in a few weeks. Me and Justin got back a couple days ago from house hunting. Or more like apartment hunting. We secured an apartment we are in LOVE with. Well, not the apartment, but the area, Troutdale. It's just outside of Portland and is so beautiful and rural I can't even stand it. It's like we're in the forest. Downtown is this quaint little street with antique shops and little restaurants tucked away. There's a huge raspberry farm across the street from our apartment complex and Mount Hood is looming in the distance. A couple miles down the street is the Columbia Gorge River and is beautiful, along with lush forest. and trails we are definitely going to go explore.Troutdale is more of a residential area, which meant on my list of like 50 places to go see, only like 3 were in Troutdale. The remainder were in Portland and Gresham. But that only makes Troutdale that much more appealing. It means it's a real town where people stay and live in real houses, not rentals. The apartment we found backs up to a river and beyond that, just a mountain side of forest. The kids are going to love it. I'm going to love it. And it's only 15 min from Justin's school. If we can stand the rain, we might just end up staying forever in Oregon. <br />
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I am giddy with excitement to move. I realized the other day that it will be almost a year that we've been without a place of our own by the time we move. We sold our house last fall and lived with my parents for a few months before we moved here to California to live with Justins parents in January. Words can't even describe the emotions I've gone through this past year.It has definitely been the hardest thing I've had to do in my life so far (knock on wood). Not that I'm not severely grateful for the kindness of justin's parents for letting us live in their small house with his younger sister, it's also a very hard thing. I feel like I've just adapted, but in the meantime I have changed into someone I don't really love. I kind of feel like I've lost a little of myself. I feel tense and stressed so much of the time, which is not me at all. I've had to work full time and days I'm home I end up sleeping at odd hours trying to catch up from the physical wear night shifts has caused. Which ends up making me feel guilty for not spending every second I can with my kids on my days off. I've endured, especially since I knew it was only for 6 months that I had to work so much, and Justin has been the best Mr. mom in this whole universe, but still. It's hard.<br />
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I realized how much this guilt was embedded when last night I dreamt that I was walking outside on a dirt path with Justin. I realized that we had just left the twins in their cribs for their nap at our house and realized they were probably awake by now, neglected, stuck in their cribs. I was in a hurry to get home and we just had to keep walking. I was feeling so worried and guilty and ashamed. Like an awful mother. On the way there was this junk pile and we heard a baby crying. For an instant I wondered if somehow Sawyer had got out and was in there crying. I looked and it wasn't him, but another baby and I grabbed it out of the pile and cuddled and held him as we made our way back to our house. All sorts of thoughts were running through my mind. Were they ok? Would we get into trouble? It was 5:00 and I couldn't believe we'd been gone since we put them down for their nap at 12. We came to our house and there was my whole family gathered out on the porch, talking softly and concerned. Apparently they had discovered what we had done and were going to report us to DCSF (protective child services). But I held up the baby that I had saved from the junk pile to show that at least I had saved this child on the way. It was awful. I'm no dream interpreter but it pretty much sums up what I've been feeling for the past 6 months. Bottom line, I need to be at home with my kids. So to say the least I'm pretty excited to move to Oregon and be (mostly) a mom. The plan is to get a job, but definitely not full time and only if we can find one that's part time or less and works well enough that I can be a mom the majority of the time and have the energy I need to take care of them when I'm not working.<br />
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Not that I won't miss California. I will. I will miss the weather, except for when it's hot and humid. I will miss Disneyland. I will miss having the kids being able to go outside every day in the nice weather. I will miss the opportunity my kids have to be around their grandparents who love them so much every single day. I will miss the hospital I work at where I'm finally making friends and feel a part of. But I am excited to start this next adventure. I feel the same way I felt right before I got married and we were getting ready to have a place of our own. It's like we're gonna be newlyweds again! Kinda...To sum up why we're moving to Oregon for those that don't know, here's a quick synposis: Came to california to take accelerated pre-requisites for Chiropractor school at the chiropractor school in Whittier, CA that would have normally taken 4 semesters, but took 5 months instead just going to class on the weekends, Jan-May. Thought about just staying here to be by family. Realized we did not love the school. Researched other chiropractic schools and visited and loved the one in Portland Oregon. Got accepted. Now we're moving there first week of September. Wish us luck as we prepare to haul all our stuff and family up there! <br />
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We got everyone in....even the dogs...<br />
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"Sawyer, sheesh! Quit messin around and sit on the bench"<br />
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"This is gonna be a long photo shoot"<br />
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The twins LOVE to pick the lemons off the lemon tree, then rip off the peel with their teeth and devour the fruit.<br />
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Drinks from the hose are almost a daily occasion. I want to remember the schedule the twins are doing right now, so you can skip this part and go down to the pics if you prefer :)<br />
7:45am: Wake up, have some morning milk then breakfast. As soon as I walk in, Cedez does the "eat" sign. Change diapers while drinking your milk.<br />
8:00: Eat brkfst, usually scrambled eggs and fruit<br />
8:30-9:30: Play around the house while mom makes her breakfast and cleans up.<br />
9:30-10:30: Play time in your room with eachother. Gives mom a nice hour break.<br />
10:30-11:00: Snack time. Usually oatmeal with a vegetable puree (like squash or pumpkin)<br />
11:00-2:00: Nap time! Best time of the day. <br />
2:00: Wake up, making the eat sign as I come to get you out of your cribs. Both twins wake up talking to eachother and playing in their cribs. Eat lunch, usually you don't have much appetite lately. We eat berries, greek yogurt, PB sand, diced ham, boiled eggs, or a yummy fruit/yogurt/spinach smoothie.<br />
2:45-4: usually Hannah, Justin's sister is home and plays with them. We go outside and play with the water or go for a walk. Lately it's mostly just been playing outside cause I don't want to go walking to the park in the hotness. <br />
4-5: Play time in your room with each other. Another nice break!<br />
5:00: Dinner time, whatever we're eating.<br />
6:00: Bath time! After Pajamas are on they love a little R&R with Grandpa on his lap watching You Tube kid songs/videos on his IPad.<br />
7:00: Family prayers, story time, then bed. You both will go grab your binkies and blankets out of the crib when your tired, both for nap time and bed time. You love your sleep!<br />
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Peeking at the neighbors. I didn't even think she knew how to do this. We heard noise and I whispered, "go look" and she went over and peered through the cracks.<br />
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I really have to watch this girl. She wants to drink from everything! The other day I saw her squatting with her lips to the concrete on the driveway ready to drink from a nasty dip that was filled with dark water and I'm sure oil/dirt/antifreeze...who knows? Luckily I stopped her in time. <br />
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Sawyer will splash and splash until this bird bath is empty of water!<br />
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I'm a little behind with pictures, so these will have to do. I'll get some up of the twins soon cause they're pretty stinkin cute and getting so big!!! But here's a little of what we've been up to in the land of California:<br />
-We got season tickets to Disneyland and have been going since January. Before I started working in March we literally went like 3 times a week. It's been a blast! We're a little obsessed. The twins actually really love it! I didn't know if they'd really get it but their favorite rides are Pirates of the Caribbean and Ariel. They both start dancing on our laps to the music with their arms in the air. They can also both devour a churro in one sitting. <br />
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-I started my new job here at Children's Hospital Los Angeles. I work on the Med/Surg floor and it's pretty similar to the floor I worked at Primary's in Salt Lake so it hasn't been too hard to jump back into things. It's in a pretty cool location. It's actually in Hollywood (which is actually a pretty ghetto place) and you can see the Hollywood sign pretty well from where it's at on Sunset Blvd, just a couple blocks away from the Star Sidewalk of Fame. There certainly are a lot of interesting people in this city! My drive into work is always entertaining. For now I am full-time, which is 3 12 hour shifts a week. I'm doing 2 nights and one day. I will say I don't love it, but it's what needs to be done right now. <br />
-Justin is Mr. Mom right now and I have to say he is a good one! I usually work Sun, Mon night and he watches the kids while I sleep Monday day and part of Tuesday, then again on Friday when I do my day shift. Then Sat and Sun he has class like all day. The whole reason we came to California was so he could do these accelerated pre-requisite classes for Chiropractor school at the Chriopractor school here. So the 5 classes he's taking will take Jan-May instead of like 4 semesters worth (2 years) somewhere else. They're pretty expensive, and so will be chiropractor school in the fall, so it's wonderful financially that we're living with Justin's parents for the time being. Although it's pretty cramped in their one level small home, we are very grateful! Hopefully we don't end up hating eachother by the time we leave :)<br />
-Justin will be done with his last class the end of this month, then we'll have the summer to visit campuses and make a final decision and plan for moving to wherever he decides to go to school for the next 3 years which he'll start in the fall. We are currently looking at Portland Oregon, Dallas Texas or possibly Davenport Iowa. It's such a hard decision to make! I just hope we make the right one.<br />
-The twins are both walking. Mercedez is much faster and Sawyer gets sad and sensitive when he can't keep up. They still sleep 12-121/2 hours every night. Sawyer has almost all his teeth and they LOVE eating and snack time. Sawyer has bitten Mercedez a few times and left major teeth bruises on her. Poor girl. They get independent playtime at least 2 hours a day where they stay in their room and play with each other. It's a wonderful thing. They take one 2-3 hour nap a day. Also a wonderful thing. Favorite pass times include walks and playing outside with the hose. Mercedez hair is long enough to actually do things with and it makes her look so much older. Sawyer is still a good 2 inches taller than Mercedez. They can now follow directions, blow kisses, say mamma, dadda and bow-wow and sometimes "HH" which is hi. They can sign drink, eat, more, all done and please. They wave whenever we walk into the room or door. They can point to their hair, eyes, nose, teeth, ears, cheeks and belly button. Mercedez loves lip gloss, dressing up, lotion, and both love to soap up and wash in the bath. Sawyer loves books and will sit still with one for a very long time. Sawyer seems to be the more sensitive of the two at this point in time. He is definitely a momma's boy! He wants you to walk with him holding his hand and cries if you leave him. Mercedez on the other hand is always on the go and off doing her own thing constantly and won't let you hold her hand to walk with her. I am really loving this phase. They are just getting more and more fun and I love that they know what I'm saying to them even though they can't talk yet. I'll post some pictures soon!<br />
Justin, Shaylee, Mercedez and Sawyerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14586719076367454994noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250842421280826854.post-50330116416186692762012-01-11T21:14:00.001-08:002012-01-11T21:16:18.102-08:00Is it weird that I want to have a baby right now and want it to be a boy just for the sake of naming it the most awesome name? Yeah, probably. Having a baby just so you can use a name you love probably isn't the best reason to add to the family :) But really, Justin came up with an awesome name for a boy and now I can't stand it because I want to name our next boy this name (as long as it fits him of course). And no, I'm not going to tell you that name. You'll just have to wait until we have another boy.Justin, Shaylee, Mercedez and Sawyerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14586719076367454994noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250842421280826854.post-53783294681177123622012-01-10T21:44:00.000-08:002012-01-10T22:25:09.178-08:00First Year<div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin2D9Q7oRzuUe80P5iiXdkXmbr9pwVcj9RKLQz_fDsFCHPUDHLELkTwNkWgGeWPbJLOWtIXLpJrJlirUfgWq7u6vMLFQIrYRn0SQMCn92cnLQsoj72rRa4sEGXGBhALcnAwj0bnhac3slc/s1600/twins+birthday.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 310px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696246344232853538" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin2D9Q7oRzuUe80P5iiXdkXmbr9pwVcj9RKLQz_fDsFCHPUDHLELkTwNkWgGeWPbJLOWtIXLpJrJlirUfgWq7u6vMLFQIrYRn0SQMCn92cnLQsoj72rRa4sEGXGBhALcnAwj0bnhac3slc/s320/twins+birthday.jpg" /></a> Happy Birthday Mercedez and Sawyer! What a great first year we've had! Thank you for still sleeping 12 hours a night and taking two 2 hour naps a day! I hope we haven't traumatized you with all the times we've gotten babysitters (starting at only 3 months old) but it's just so hard not to when you are out like a couple of lights by 7pm. Get a sitter at 6, they play with you for an hour, give you a bottle, lay you down with your binkies and blankets and you're good for the next 12 hours. You are such good little babies! Mom and Dad have LOVED all the joy you have brought this last year. </div><br /><br /><div align="justify"></div><br /><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong><em>MERCEDEZ</em></strong></span>: You have turned into such a little cheeser! You light up the room with your smile and giggles and flirty looks. You managed to poke holes in all of your right foot big toe pajama feet from doing your one armed, one legged push dead man's army crawl! Good job at figuring out how to REALLY crawl before you turned one. Just two months later than Sawyer. You love Sky, pointing at mom and dad when they come into the room, DANCING, clapping, eating whatever we're eating regardless if you just ate, your blanky when you go to sleep, walking with only holding on with one hand and reading books. Your very good at drinking from a sippy cup and would probably drink your meals if I let you. You are BARELY getting your bottom teeth in, which is kinda sad because your gum smiles are too cute. You're learning to not let Sawyer walk all over you and to fight back. Your cry when you get hurt is so sad. It's this high pitch squeal , with a huge pause and gasp, then another high pitch squeal. So sad :( You've started to cuddle more and will lay your cheek to mine or your head on my shoulder and it melts my heart. You've learned to do it after I'm stern with you to get me back on your good side. Works every time. You listen very well and are very obedient. I only have to tell you no once or twice and you stop and move on. Thank you for that. I hope you keep that up. You love yogurt and sometimes I have to trick you into eating other things by putting it into an empty yogurt container. You hardly ever cry when you wake up. We just find you playing in your crib or sitting in it looking over at Sawyer who's usually the one yelling for us to come get you guys. Getting you to giggle is the most rewarding thing and me and dad can't get enough of it! For a few days I thought you had an earache because you kept putting your hand up to your ear: toys, clothes, food....but then we figured out you just like to pretend everything is a phone. We love your little bird mouth and big firm cheeks, chubby thighs and squishy bum! You are our Sadie-pie, sweet pea, Sadies, MySadies, and Princess! </div><br /><br /><div align="justify"></div><br /><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong><em>SAWYER:</em></strong></span> What a character you are! You are our little monkey, climbing in and onto EVERYTHING!! If there's a crevesce, you are in it! You kept trying to crawl into a small box head first but your head would hit the back before half your body was in and it was driving you crazy! You will climb into the small toybox full of toys and just sit there playing, or climp onto chairs and into cupboards. If we lay on the floor you are immediately flinging yourself onto us and trying to bite our faces off. You are the DROOL KING! Have been since like 4 months old. Your shirt gets changed at least 4 times a day because it's soaked. Your two bottom teeth came in at the same time at 9 months and I just counted 5 more popping through the other day. You were also full on crawling by 10 months and tackling your sister every chance you get. When you get really excited (which is often) you scrunch up your nose and breath really fast through your nose. Sometimes you breath a lot through your mouth, which is weird for a baby. But you must take after your dad cause he does that too. You're always quick with a smile for whoever you're with, but you're also the quickest to through a tantrum. You learned that when we started learning what "no" means. You test me over and over with things you shouldn't be touching: TV, stereo, standing lamps, dog food.....I say no and you get really sad and keep going back until I have to get up and remove you. During Christmas you wanted to touch the christmas tree so bad you'd start to shake. After a couple times of saying no and moving you away from it, throughout the day I'd see you start to crawl towards it, and I wouldn't say anything from the other room, and you'd stop, look up at the tree and throw your arms up yelling/crying and throw yourself on the floor, knowing you weren't supposed to touch it. Thank you for obeying and remembering even though you wanted to touch it SO bad! You are such a good eater and will eat so much of whatever I make you. You love Sky, your BINKY, giving open mouth kisses, grabbing and wrestling whatever you can, speedy crawling, banging on things, pointing at mom and dad when they come in the room, and eating. We've decided that Mercedez must have designated you at a young age to be the one to let us know when it's time to get you up from sleeping because you are always the one we hear crying or yelling, letting us know you're awake. You are so much taller and leaner than Mercedez and have consistently weighed about a pound more than she since birth. You are our Soybean, and our Handsome! </div>Justin, Shaylee, Mercedez and Sawyerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14586719076367454994noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250842421280826854.post-61497143917924734882012-01-03T18:53:00.000-08:002012-01-03T19:09:28.024-08:00CALI<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHqpHx09IyN3RbjOtVSq_HDqGCX9BxY59U0JoJeIExClzibQnneAQZr2Rj4QvWuaWYISmXMelGp_vBeHmsFm2peYH4rScVq06lGK-Fip83AR8cp-3vftt2K68OgruADR7fmSYlpMzCEKGT/s1600/palm+tree.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693605348131082482" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHqpHx09IyN3RbjOtVSq_HDqGCX9BxY59U0JoJeIExClzibQnneAQZr2Rj4QvWuaWYISmXMelGp_vBeHmsFm2peYH4rScVq06lGK-Fip83AR8cp-3vftt2K68OgruADR7fmSYlpMzCEKGT/s320/palm+tree.jpg" /></a> I haven't really updated about what's been goin on cause it's been a little crazy! We put our house up for sale and within a couple weeks it sold and they wanted to close earlier than normal, before Thanksgiving, so we sold it and moved up to my parents for a month through Christmas and then packed up and moved on down to California to Justin's parents. He starts his last pre-requisites for chiropractor school this January and will be done in May in time to start the Chripractor program in the fall. We came here because he can get 5 classes done in 5 months that would normally take him 4 seperate semester to complete otherwise. We're still not sure where he's going in the fall, either stay here (but probably not), or go to Texas or Oregon. So far it has been so warm and sunny here! It is so nice to skip the winter. For now we're living with Justin's parents until they get sick of us :) We spent the day after New Year's selling seat cushions at the Rose Parade and made some extra moola to splurge on season passes to DISNEYLAND!!! I can't wait. We are going to go as much as we can in the next 8 months! Justin goes to school every Saturday and Sunday all day but then has all week off so we should be able to find some time to go. I have applied for a California RN license and a bunch of jobs so hopefully I can start working down here. The twins are loving it here for the most part. I think they are getting slightly traumatized bouncing place to place but hopefully they adapt. So there's a quick update! Hope your jealous we're in sunny California! :)Justin, Shaylee, Mercedez and Sawyerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14586719076367454994noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250842421280826854.post-55866827172414425512011-12-20T20:40:00.000-08:002011-12-20T21:20:12.294-08:00Merry Christmas!!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimx7VonzTjpkxmvlJNDRvyptMWrKzj6Pz3dCtHix0b4bMF_kbINDzIIFh9P-eY2bSPdO2Gb8ytgYcSRqDjdo8myR8dki0Vt0UZItf8fF2PveUWt4S15H8J59uhMjrmqHww0qbJUK-RJn6L/s1600/IMG_5772-3.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 217px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688439878408603554" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimx7VonzTjpkxmvlJNDRvyptMWrKzj6Pz3dCtHix0b4bMF_kbINDzIIFh9P-eY2bSPdO2Gb8ytgYcSRqDjdo8myR8dki0Vt0UZItf8fF2PveUWt4S15H8J59uhMjrmqHww0qbJUK-RJn6L/s320/IMG_5772-3.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdtGgLfE46U5s0W4O4beBhDOwYSTinEQgVOddY1IR_XLsnysYDq6hkyli9V6HiQhgxcBl28JvpqKaqpBgoz-1FEK1R1yWIENCMC03Po6PhgbGwv7T5sJV86xiROyMipyWhCO104iW-VV9q/s1600/IMG_5786.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688439873470345218" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdtGgLfE46U5s0W4O4beBhDOwYSTinEQgVOddY1IR_XLsnysYDq6hkyli9V6HiQhgxcBl28JvpqKaqpBgoz-1FEK1R1yWIENCMC03Po6PhgbGwv7T5sJV86xiROyMipyWhCO104iW-VV9q/s320/IMG_5786.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiusIGfay_hTAxKFY7WEfxloMOPOiDdKo_LVRGYNuj-n2vYC_Jq2hJa3-3M3F2lYwVgsyf2GAI-khGOICFsNR-Y30pQc2fce1Y1WMMYWULuDNpfTwJb2t31pW1B6F6JV-d9Jey4mGUCY2DF/s1600/IMG_5764-3.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688439872541028082" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiusIGfay_hTAxKFY7WEfxloMOPOiDdKo_LVRGYNuj-n2vYC_Jq2hJa3-3M3F2lYwVgsyf2GAI-khGOICFsNR-Y30pQc2fce1Y1WMMYWULuDNpfTwJb2t31pW1B6F6JV-d9Jey4mGUCY2DF/s320/IMG_5764-3.jpg" /></a><br />I can't wait till Christmas!!!! </div><br /><br /><div align="center">Hope the twins have been good so Santa will come!</div></div>Justin, Shaylee, Mercedez and Sawyerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14586719076367454994noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250842421280826854.post-41220959014684028992011-12-17T16:11:00.000-08:002011-12-17T16:14:59.293-08:00Happy Thanksgiving!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8Pvv9WF2IKfNC3IrGG6Ph1iw61wu_NCtPDpVN280_auIEtzdpJ_yeg1RS86pxAvY2B5WGMX7wZiar650eF4UUW6aGsDYLzN2TSB1GtftiYOdJlxaRJwIOmeqU2iDekyXjP3vBsXEquQRQ/s1600/IMG_5402.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687254776084620018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8Pvv9WF2IKfNC3IrGG6Ph1iw61wu_NCtPDpVN280_auIEtzdpJ_yeg1RS86pxAvY2B5WGMX7wZiar650eF4UUW6aGsDYLzN2TSB1GtftiYOdJlxaRJwIOmeqU2iDekyXjP3vBsXEquQRQ/s320/IMG_5402.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong><em>Happy Thanksgiving</em></strong></span></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9Km-BrA9Xx1z3fafHaiIiqbg50rYfbiG5yJVoYDXxQINFX0s0FHmdmPZM-FDvtJDnHIVKdeDbP5980HSO5WpH4AXi_3ByGIHmdvMZFh5uCub3lZtuOpLPsdRdlrtTAVKRtkrvT8STlfHZ/s1600/IMG_5358.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687254774942928418" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9Km-BrA9Xx1z3fafHaiIiqbg50rYfbiG5yJVoYDXxQINFX0s0FHmdmPZM-FDvtJDnHIVKdeDbP5980HSO5WpH4AXi_3ByGIHmdvMZFh5uCub3lZtuOpLPsdRdlrtTAVKRtkrvT8STlfHZ/s320/IMG_5358.jpg" /></a></div>Justin, Shaylee, Mercedez and Sawyerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14586719076367454994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250842421280826854.post-86060377036247152552011-12-14T19:06:00.000-08:002011-12-14T19:24:17.892-08:00Vegas<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjel9E8hgvxkdl03Unl9mQSM42cPM4f9ZBvAs0uzAJicC0_CK3Ch1mokthncVYL0HzPGoCGm5XHVrvcJ1P-WioPmTMcqHHEm946SCr2PkDj8YcLC8CDg1cjg6pJrBiGRo6Zl0_LlVkAnmnS/s1600/IMG_5146.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686189732226286642" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjel9E8hgvxkdl03Unl9mQSM42cPM4f9ZBvAs0uzAJicC0_CK3Ch1mokthncVYL0HzPGoCGm5XHVrvcJ1P-WioPmTMcqHHEm946SCr2PkDj8YcLC8CDg1cjg6pJrBiGRo6Zl0_LlVkAnmnS/s320/IMG_5146.jpg" /></a> We had a fun filled October, including a trip to Vegas to meet up with Justin's family. Me and Justin got a night out and we went to the Bodies Exhibit. We've been once before a few years back, but now that Justin is taking an anatomy class he was way more into it than last time.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDoqpkwtcssX2AY_t5zHrUm_8FZ6Iavw3g4c82AcF7gPQjlDy4xv2Ax5xcvr2llzZcFoagh9jdvRK_rhHyW4Rze0aDJ0tPU0aNbrAvVC6C4wl-lM-sSwOjG44jEh-zwTdkMtPCI6K4tFLO/s1600/IMG_5130.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686189722169594482" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDoqpkwtcssX2AY_t5zHrUm_8FZ6Iavw3g4c82AcF7gPQjlDy4xv2Ax5xcvr2llzZcFoagh9jdvRK_rhHyW4Rze0aDJ0tPU0aNbrAvVC6C4wl-lM-sSwOjG44jEh-zwTdkMtPCI6K4tFLO/s320/IMG_5130.jpg" /></a> The twins had lots of fun as you can see! We pretty much spent most of our time in the pool. It was a very fun long weekend and always good to see the family!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0nYWjhLmQHzlwVUHCxxLPePblrTEl5m5Wgv1Kedp53QlOXILuIDqSMEOZEonDDDhBWw_dhBv95jF7HrsCJpEDyRdycRF8E4nJVv4Rg_HrtLaqJHZT0LPf20DfUixbFhSU1HGRsCYc-aXe/s1600/IMG_5144.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686189717381019058" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0nYWjhLmQHzlwVUHCxxLPePblrTEl5m5Wgv1Kedp53QlOXILuIDqSMEOZEonDDDhBWw_dhBv95jF7HrsCJpEDyRdycRF8E4nJVv4Rg_HrtLaqJHZT0LPf20DfUixbFhSU1HGRsCYc-aXe/s320/IMG_5144.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMdCvcqVSjeHcRoeKNs3S-u1icW1N5h9RPyA6qeVCqp-0n6wOgxlC7bKzjGLZtsMaOFlyfPBK5cmVheWFVY-WZtPjrnYSdqGxcjlLSoFY3F5lQPAY1HkecYo4qfvpJ8G9SBNvLCkUos8Bn/s1600/IMG_5169.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683238615953376834" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu3Yo7nYrtGgm7uKaX6epZ3SOhxvChwti7YRDryVRvorTsZAYo3h72gETsWNTPLYvQglKjuaHVnBSsHZQXRBtISbi8up1IPvZ0KZH1WhEDsXoO_q3MJNZvPj5sjUtaD5IaAtyDasJunoMV/s320/IMG_5289.jpg" /></a> A Halloween tradition: visit Hogwarts and Dumbledore </div><br /><div align="center">(aka Dr. Hartman who delivered these munchkins!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp6fGU66OSKnpbydXtK1nMy2exqrbxuERebsyAiVofv1pJbrYn60ZsVQZ0G6GRp7cuUjkh1M3jutuPOWx_QlLh6QEBhK3P7EZERMB5wPVeaVIMN1zV_KZF-9PItp1lUf6Aa1eO6-FvEh_5/s1600/halloween+%252710+with+dumbledore.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683238251384650178" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp6fGU66OSKnpbydXtK1nMy2exqrbxuERebsyAiVofv1pJbrYn60ZsVQZ0G6GRp7cuUjkh1M3jutuPOWx_QlLh6QEBhK3P7EZERMB5wPVeaVIMN1zV_KZF-9PItp1lUf6Aa1eO6-FvEh_5/s320/halloween+%252710+with+dumbledore.jpg" /></a>Last year with Dumbledore, 27 weeks. Look how huge I was and</div><br /><div>I still had 8 weeks before I delivered!<br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeoTS7M7zOZQ-3O_azo7LPAW3Yz0zhZZLil50nvwFSd6zJ7siuu5usddZNceVvkI5rMXBDWstKuV0qO17_sWTN_USVlcoytwBf3BvYdAkjMJUKtF1TX0Ehs0Rq1vH5nGro4jEJNmhZ9fTu/s1600/IMG_5316.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 203px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683236591250704786" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeoTS7M7zOZQ-3O_azo7LPAW3Yz0zhZZLil50nvwFSd6zJ7siuu5usddZNceVvkI5rMXBDWstKuV0qO17_sWTN_USVlcoytwBf3BvYdAkjMJUKtF1TX0Ehs0Rq1vH5nGro4jEJNmhZ9fTu/s320/IMG_5316.jpg" /></a> Happy Halloween! (just a tad bit late). And no, the twins were not chewbaccas, they were lion cubs.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvtN8FWlLYe7kTLZduTFMifl-1F4q_-0oeJmE64yAgwXQGqvGTYs_PLotZP6q7mbsg0uzPVEHcytIFSjmznqSOjUylYe9-wl8CQGjEVNCUVZTngmt7pK5koEIZPIWhcN8lP9X17feYYkfr/s1600/IMG_5313.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683236585285554530" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvtN8FWlLYe7kTLZduTFMifl-1F4q_-0oeJmE64yAgwXQGqvGTYs_PLotZP6q7mbsg0uzPVEHcytIFSjmznqSOjUylYe9-wl8CQGjEVNCUVZTngmt7pK5koEIZPIWhcN8lP9X17feYYkfr/s320/IMG_5313.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi9_HrbOOklE9UGbmlNzD0pJ-MMxumvs5S8mLhz2eq1EY7d299gYKFeBEQfRFEEhsnOu83elzYS2OuTf6slF0ifPLPEC_nH2EaBsGj7mjQLUXNGRsNhUIvvsk4Rg9o57wGqywVR79RxDQO/s1600/IMG_5303.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683236575667922866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi9_HrbOOklE9UGbmlNzD0pJ-MMxumvs5S8mLhz2eq1EY7d299gYKFeBEQfRFEEhsnOu83elzYS2OuTf6slF0ifPLPEC_nH2EaBsGj7mjQLUXNGRsNhUIvvsk4Rg9o57wGqywVR79RxDQO/s320/IMG_5303.jpg" /></a></div></div><br /></div>Justin, Shaylee, Mercedez and Sawyerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14586719076367454994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250842421280826854.post-47846073668264729252011-11-29T12:35:00.001-08:002011-11-29T12:45:07.995-08:00MofitFinally! Something that is working for me post twin pregnancy! Justin's friend from growing up in Cali, who now lives here, is a personal trainer and has started an awesome business! It's called Mofit, short for mobile fitness. They come to your house and are cheaper than if you signed up for one at the gym! It's been so perfect. I don't have to feel like I have to get ready for the gym, I don't waste time going to the gym, and I don't have to make sure there's someone to watch the twins so I can go. And most importantly, it's working! I signed up to come 3 days a week but they can come 2-5 times a week. They bring the equipment needed and seriously kick our butts! Yes, Justin is doing it too, although he doesn't have 50 pounds to lose, he's trying to GAIN weight! Dang men and their metabolisms. He's gained like 4 pounds and is getting buff and I've lost 11 pounds and 3% body fat which I did in 2 and half weeks. They do your measurments, make a nutrition plan and teach you how to change your lifestyle to lose the weight and keep it off. They also make you VERY accountable which helps so much more to stay on track. Their website is mofitnow.com and it's super easy to have them come do a free consult to see where your at. So if you have 5, 10, 50 or even 100 pounds to lose, these guys can do it! Or, if you don't have much weight to lose but would like to get more toned they can get you quick awesome results and teach you how to maintain it. Look them up! And tell them I sent you :)Justin, Shaylee, Mercedez and Sawyerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14586719076367454994noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250842421280826854.post-55795281264999469662011-10-14T07:32:00.000-07:002011-10-14T08:55:14.369-07:00URBAN<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPuHCxtIIuLUFlG-NCow4iXz0bmqMwVPwycRSig0NQ7w1H9FTCauD7YJSn6R3w2NWDcZntAtEG6EeKUNHHLPs3UKCiKmaWjVP4w1xsQ2GM-_d9lKj2bZiWcHebO_ffNG_kbEiEbjL6B1DS/s1600/IMG_4108-3.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 289px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663356575258636082" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPuHCxtIIuLUFlG-NCow4iXz0bmqMwVPwycRSig0NQ7w1H9FTCauD7YJSn6R3w2NWDcZntAtEG6EeKUNHHLPs3UKCiKmaWjVP4w1xsQ2GM-_d9lKj2bZiWcHebO_ffNG_kbEiEbjL6B1DS/s320/IMG_4108-3.jpg" /></a> One of our best friends has the cutest kid! This is Urban. She wanted some pictures marking his one year since birth and I wanted to practice with my camera settings so we went to the splash pad! I can't wait till my twins are old enough to go to a splash pad because it was so awesome capturing the water blobs in the air! I just had to share some of these to show off his cute face!!!!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibNuNDR7IrTkUg5DRpKmgwFwQt_Pr4JfJcl8Bu6GeIfGXVtBs1NRjRmjJJtpJBbPyYZZ3syrLLgy1sg3ooDwIe1aDxyGV1h1LjxAfMy1QScFtm5g-Ui8f-xPdq0Lo5zMpr-V4Y_zUn507B/s1600/IMG_4122-4.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663356567488305778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibNuNDR7IrTkUg5DRpKmgwFwQt_Pr4JfJcl8Bu6GeIfGXVtBs1NRjRmjJJtpJBbPyYZZ3syrLLgy1sg3ooDwIe1aDxyGV1h1LjxAfMy1QScFtm5g-Ui8f-xPdq0Lo5zMpr-V4Y_zUn507B/s320/IMG_4122-4.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4DR_xjkR9X32qF3ERgArxtBxNdzwQxeQLPxm9GzjnHWc_STUVwFbfhBFG7WcLZ8dkPE8NlFQgfJHDbHr_wJn7AooiflVWEbjstKWcZaNE8EYnmENkmTbb8kC5fzKyQQoKeHjMDZjLySgR/s1600/IMG_4142-2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663356200605364114" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkwZfWJ6BMS-AhsjrzSD2gwJgqXLKc2g0xO0m9ZKHfoST75s0NhnvKE1X__bjezaW728kRI_D2mg4qSaePjuz0xFZPDzOfStk28tADmYcjVB-h9sfDwxf0VBHwu2MBlo2db3uUfI8BCGW8/s320/IMG_3942.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg68pdI1sP8zLo_pB3Sp87Ea8MsCi35meih2NiFAfecRt2eQHSO84lQwFR2ollXNqVOobJ6gDHU8acvcurI4dhuHEY4geiqJegeGJ9el4_bsHxTmrZTbPE7F7wRy41ZTHASHyf1NWePEO0_/s1600/IMG_4121.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663356196262678386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg68pdI1sP8zLo_pB3Sp87Ea8MsCi35meih2NiFAfecRt2eQHSO84lQwFR2ollXNqVOobJ6gDHU8acvcurI4dhuHEY4geiqJegeGJ9el4_bsHxTmrZTbPE7F7wRy41ZTHASHyf1NWePEO0_/s320/IMG_4121.jpg" /></a> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Justin, Shaylee, Mercedez and Sawyerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14586719076367454994noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250842421280826854.post-15192396082642213882011-10-11T09:38:00.000-07:002011-10-11T10:46:46.787-07:00We LOVE Bathtime!<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8KRSJMr5tVzOuNYMryL3Pa3-m_XtZJtXKc_4pAL7xhEuBNARwrTbMprMzDN9pXG0YCHnkeAyATaxrwu58m-c74YbEtFegRAM7ndip8kTqIDu4bBbnWQ8L4A-FtN0NMMzZcysWFelFUe6b/s1600/IMG_4638-2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662280079040835378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8KRSJMr5tVzOuNYMryL3Pa3-m_XtZJtXKc_4pAL7xhEuBNARwrTbMprMzDN9pXG0YCHnkeAyATaxrwu58m-c74YbEtFegRAM7ndip8kTqIDu4bBbnWQ8L4A-FtN0NMMzZcysWFelFUe6b/s320/IMG_4638-2.jpg" /></a> My sweet Mercedez </div><br /><div align="center">She has been hamming it up lately for the camera!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEb3G853ya4zTcEb5l8-fSL0Ie-dS-vJ4DaySZSrr94yymvCCanfwgaYU6Rlw6Q6-PU3X_7anri5cxfxdNOIEfjI4bd0hUvh2fMoIwf4U1TmoBHgArqvdt2zKGYhLUWFrZeVXYK2d0Go7O/s1600/IMG_4630.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662280068704923170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEb3G853ya4zTcEb5l8-fSL0Ie-dS-vJ4DaySZSrr94yymvCCanfwgaYU6Rlw6Q6-PU3X_7anri5cxfxdNOIEfjI4bd0hUvh2fMoIwf4U1TmoBHgArqvdt2zKGYhLUWFrZeVXYK2d0Go7O/s320/IMG_4630.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdXWd8XJp2mxqmynVBTkXk8cE3KuIOp0-hADprs3WfpURydJtHHDQxv-c_FSyu2r8G-YX3y8dF3DWB_m_yMMoc_x-640zT26KGYEtb_CbraG30dV1GdxsIXXeCsjSnaw3xTpSSBNm0WVnA/s1600/IMG_4622-2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 248px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662280065893817346" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdXWd8XJp2mxqmynVBTkXk8cE3KuIOp0-hADprs3WfpURydJtHHDQxv-c_FSyu2r8G-YX3y8dF3DWB_m_yMMoc_x-640zT26KGYEtb_CbraG30dV1GdxsIXXeCsjSnaw3xTpSSBNm0WVnA/s320/IMG_4622-2.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB6ki2e9MX2HcvTtbAqL-40mE7PkedqDJ6RCx2OYUoPfCveHcABXZu9TkSs0fsVli4c-rUgQ6V2vw-3QfmpCCLo9pepirOrAIhPqgz6wgtvD5nf_L82fNOsatu6EZVZc4QlB_CzslnuHQ-/s1600/IMG_4618-2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662280061098758418" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB6ki2e9MX2HcvTtbAqL-40mE7PkedqDJ6RCx2OYUoPfCveHcABXZu9TkSs0fsVli4c-rUgQ6V2vw-3QfmpCCLo9pepirOrAIhPqgz6wgtvD5nf_L82fNOsatu6EZVZc4QlB_CzslnuHQ-/s320/IMG_4618-2.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPwSgWgE1U6KTdn_TrekDn-0-9H9i6CMUfhD1uoajFNxVv4POGvjgY1YSNu4H-VO6rIBlnMifMU_TwuCPPvS98YrdgmZhx7ZLDNmPdvPF1ncxhszfFBr-ZeOzfSqUUwRb1I6E1pGzqzEXa/s1600/IMG_4629.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662279598270327938" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPwSgWgE1U6KTdn_TrekDn-0-9H9i6CMUfhD1uoajFNxVv4POGvjgY1YSNu4H-VO6rIBlnMifMU_TwuCPPvS98YrdgmZhx7ZLDNmPdvPF1ncxhszfFBr-ZeOzfSqUUwRb1I6E1pGzqzEXa/s320/IMG_4629.jpg" /></a> My tender hearted Sawyer<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTsou2ITBdvXGivwaa7elTo3m8nX0z0s2bBU0itL0k4Fgrk72XwhKmQ9_FuWW71pE5K_sNQQ_ZFqtgcvXGzEQ2s_f87UZu0qNF5xszliTZaU_pxuRvMBS27URC03gJLh8tl6wAR3pcXGdN/s1600/IMG_4626-2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662279597927117234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTsou2ITBdvXGivwaa7elTo3m8nX0z0s2bBU0itL0k4Fgrk72XwhKmQ9_FuWW71pE5K_sNQQ_ZFqtgcvXGzEQ2s_f87UZu0qNF5xszliTZaU_pxuRvMBS27URC03gJLh8tl6wAR3pcXGdN/s320/IMG_4626-2.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_qf0aCNsttNsSZHeiO8kPx5-fJpXmc2S0uFlxrsxU7hCfn-HznhmAe9bmu11_oygfkfT9f_xdNySG7OJGNjX8nZZA1Nd-5xvuog9FhvPsdNui-HZoXoLmZXu60GtjBlJvMFq_A56c9K-5/s1600/IMG_4614-4.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662279596018116738" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_qf0aCNsttNsSZHeiO8kPx5-fJpXmc2S0uFlxrsxU7hCfn-HznhmAe9bmu11_oygfkfT9f_xdNySG7OJGNjX8nZZA1Nd-5xvuog9FhvPsdNui-HZoXoLmZXu60GtjBlJvMFq_A56c9K-5/s320/IMG_4614-4.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGapNZ7JQD7fz6-K9Zn5ECxel8eGGzZlUr6HKE191M2Sap41N2LxxOcdJi2o_Iwi2wbRTLa2DIr7tqQCB8Za6AA4wNOj3G8_9l10m5qSGwkcYAZ2q7nbI2RvwHh_hYQNqCQQb8ojeydo-2/s1600/IMG_4628.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 206px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662279586554371986" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGapNZ7JQD7fz6-K9Zn5ECxel8eGGzZlUr6HKE191M2Sap41N2LxxOcdJi2o_Iwi2wbRTLa2DIr7tqQCB8Za6AA4wNOj3G8_9l10m5qSGwkcYAZ2q7nbI2RvwHh_hYQNqCQQb8ojeydo-2/s320/IMG_4628.jpg" /></a><br />Bathtime gives you a good look at how different these babies</div><br /><div>skin tones are! Sawyer is totally olive with darker hair and</div><br /><div>Mercedez is a pinky! Her hair is super blond!<br /><br /></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn7iXA_Wa5MGxBVsj8AMXKvjkzvo0OpIiQTnoH3ntLfYgD6b5S08ar0OT9Rfv8R_jtWvQBh8ooB_BfukYylO_U6nTfSjYPV1wvE8XNF9FOE7bJD_jZGUCSbgHHQx4jTdKKYTqhWab16kj0/s1600/IMG_4615.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662279579957297650" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn7iXA_Wa5MGxBVsj8AMXKvjkzvo0OpIiQTnoH3ntLfYgD6b5S08ar0OT9Rfv8R_jtWvQBh8ooB_BfukYylO_U6nTfSjYPV1wvE8XNF9FOE7bJD_jZGUCSbgHHQx4jTdKKYTqhWab16kj0/s320/IMG_4615.jpg" /></a> </div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Justin, Shaylee, Mercedez and Sawyerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14586719076367454994noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250842421280826854.post-36265979543098265982011-10-06T08:53:00.000-07:002011-10-06T10:06:53.972-07:00What's Happenin<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhobL1GE7piDytXJckOMIOQ6JLjnNnnHS9Hklj2pv29IYJmAdYP2pNbYSmXp5jkDqiPbatjBh5k6mrQICba8oWE6wLFMO8WAbIASUCHAPZkkY0JM-ebyFuwZOgQGEstFDccaItw-_YCRvtW/s1600/IMG_4158.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660422350858115746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhobL1GE7piDytXJckOMIOQ6JLjnNnnHS9Hklj2pv29IYJmAdYP2pNbYSmXp5jkDqiPbatjBh5k6mrQICba8oWE6wLFMO8WAbIASUCHAPZkkY0JM-ebyFuwZOgQGEstFDccaItw-_YCRvtW/s320/IMG_4158.jpg" /></a> I'm free!!!! This was my pumping zone. Oh, how much time I spent here. Bought this glider for the twins room to rock them. It immediately was moved to our room where it was designated for pumping. Notice the mugs? I would down both of them while pumping. I always got so thirsty! I got pretty good at balancing the 9 oz bottles on my knees while holding a book so for the 15-20 min I would rock and read. I have read probably 25 books in the past 9 months just from pumping sessions. I made it 9 months, 100% pumping for my babies. Thought the massive amounts that we froze would last a month or so. WRONGO! It lasted about a week. I can't even tell you how much better life is now! It has been night and day in regards to my hormones! They feel very well balanced now and I don't feel at all depressed. It's amazing. I no longer every lay down or sleep during the day. I actually feel like a regular person and get up and clean and cook and play with my babies more. I have energy and just feel so much better! I'm glad I could pump for as long as I did, but wow, do I feel great! Sorry kids, you get 3 months of formula. I did the best I could. So here's what's been happenin in our lives the past 9 months:<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVzaD0bQlCgwM891ERLbd4rcSEAmU8slpj1EPw7RirBe_2oysLJYukJqMFmDFZvQvd-pKM2-1wrf8_l4Nk4Cx7TJ1ArV4HosLM-IrFLihTJ_EXvNvbrdZhNBGa7g0ciIp6GMg49jkFQVYd/s1600/IMG_3928.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660410963061611618" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVzaD0bQlCgwM891ERLbd4rcSEAmU8slpj1EPw7RirBe_2oysLJYukJqMFmDFZvQvd-pKM2-1wrf8_l4Nk4Cx7TJ1ArV4HosLM-IrFLihTJ_EXvNvbrdZhNBGa7g0ciIp6GMg49jkFQVYd/s320/IMG_3928.JPG" /></a> We took the twins camping in August. (the pic looks horrible because I didn't know how to use my camera outside). This is the one and only pic I took with grandma. Everything was fine and dandy until we went to sleep. Mercedez was so cold and in unfamiliar territory so she kept crying and I had to put her in my sleeping bag to keep warm and neither of us slept the entire night. Worst night ever. Other than that, we had a good time.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikZh-Oe0V55lxhc387CZAKrDIMSq-ZeuGGocDgxTsiRLrN5llk6IrnAJZkNILFCF9w6lBe-L_u8kCiVe6uVE0zETXka5MQBEQT3etSrwhsmtJMOeV8DAM8O4xO5zzbF32IyzJF6BYMljTW/s1600/IMG_3923.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660410955264610402" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikZh-Oe0V55lxhc387CZAKrDIMSq-ZeuGGocDgxTsiRLrN5llk6IrnAJZkNILFCF9w6lBe-L_u8kCiVe6uVE0zETXka5MQBEQT3etSrwhsmtJMOeV8DAM8O4xO5zzbF32IyzJF6BYMljTW/s320/IMG_3923.JPG" /></a> Hanging out with twins. We really try to put them in matching outfits, or at least coordinated outfits but it is so hard to find cute things that go together for a boy and girl. Me and Justin are thinking of creating a store for multiples!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9LZ0SfatwHbB9RsfTdbU5ye8t8zAVt9n7RViZJ8SjqnYg-xnXhfPtAb78sPxe6KoU81dL_VfaC0ir8yYqbBDDzAah2W4H7oRh1ahYNZtP9cYckTxohz4pzwlXc17kqbwM09YK-m2CL7TV/s1600/IMG_4156.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660409031775547810" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9LZ0SfatwHbB9RsfTdbU5ye8t8zAVt9n7RViZJ8SjqnYg-xnXhfPtAb78sPxe6KoU81dL_VfaC0ir8yYqbBDDzAah2W4H7oRh1ahYNZtP9cYckTxohz4pzwlXc17kqbwM09YK-m2CL7TV/s320/IMG_4156.JPG" /></a>Justin had a birthday!!! He's 28 and here he is sporting his birthday presents all at once. New crosstrainers, a freaking sweet bat that I surprised him with (he's already hit like 4 homeruns with it) and a backpack. The one he was using was from high school and his mission and like a million hikes and vacations we've gone on. Happy Birthday honey! I'm so glad you were born! Sidenote: You may be thinking, "backpack? What for? Didn't he graduate in December?" . Yes he did. But he's decided he wants to be a chiropractor, which I am all for! So he has a few pre-requisites so he went summer semester, is in school now for fall and we're headed down to California in January to do some accelerated classes before next fall when he will start the Chiropractic program. We're still looking at schools. There's one in Cali (which we've already vetoed because we were not impressed), Oregon, Texas, and Iowa. Those are the ones we've narrowed down. We just need to go and visit the campuses to get a feel for them. Except the Cali one. We already visited that one and it's out, to our dismay. I was really rooting for that one because, come one, it's Cali and we'd be close to family. Sad.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdtmIM189MZDUfZ1vFY-STTClDh99FleIydFvg43le5UK4OnA6hzhoNfDZbr6iQexADqwD-vBVb6azKNV4xa2eRs_M5jijpzAX9gFq1jDblCKi-K-Y-Sk-fd0MD4J3NNT3Hza8SHBVW5OG/s1600/IMG_3929.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660409026672020498" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdtmIM189MZDUfZ1vFY-STTClDh99FleIydFvg43le5UK4OnA6hzhoNfDZbr6iQexADqwD-vBVb6azKNV4xa2eRs_M5jijpzAX9gFq1jDblCKi-K-Y-Sk-fd0MD4J3NNT3Hza8SHBVW5OG/s320/IMG_3929.JPG" /></a>As mentioned above, Justin is in a couple softball leagues, team name "Pitch Slap". Last month he got in a pickle between second and third base, and the amateur third baseman went to throw it and failed to reach his desired location which would have been the second baseman's glove. Instead, from like 3 feet away, at Moch 5 came a softball smack into Justin's face. I saw him on the ground and still didn't know that it was his face that got hit. It had looked like his shoulder. Then he stood up and started spitting out blood. So I went over and he'd come off the field and was pacing and spitting more blood and his teamate came over and handed me his tooth! Root and all. I had no idea tooth roots were so freaking long! I was a little in shock (even though I'm a nurse, I think it's so different when it's your husband) and I looked up at him and said "What tooth is it?" He opened his mouth and there was a huge gaping bloody hole. It was his right front tooth. It was ghastly. I'm sure the look on my face right then was not reassuring for Justin because I just silently looked at him with wide eyes. I had no idea what the next step was. Luckily, everyone around me was thinking for me. A man ran over and said to put the tooth back in! I would have never thought to do that in a million years. So they shoved the 2 inch root back into the gaping bloody hole and we got ahold of our detist after hours. We headed to the dentist and that's when I got a good look at his lip. There was a gaping hole there as well!!! The tooth had pretty much came out, then shot through the inside of his lip and out, cutting the inside pretty good and leaving a ragged hole on the outside. I thought for sure it was going to leave a gigantic scar, but luckily the face and mouth heals up real quick and nice. We went to the dentist, had him secure it with some bond and wire, went to the ER to get stitched up. No dental insurance. Awesome. Two root canals later, the dentist said the tooth could still die so watch for discoloration, but we did everything we could to save the tooth. But it looks good now and you can barely see the scar. I actually think the tiny scar makes him look a little hotter! Nice war wound honey! (the pic is two days after the stitches. His lip was so much more swollen!)<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX7k9wNWmn5j5cosL_5Cu4gKY2Elz26m676ikTWdyzrn76G3wB261anmlYw7LCh5mPMRiFeQfKIYQQsLKlGMXoOa5stp80lfj21Z5-gcrqI8vhaF-e2A4gQK0uYJs822Ec75AI2vyG5sJx/s1600/marathon.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 122px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 184px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660409023080997874" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX7k9wNWmn5j5cosL_5Cu4gKY2Elz26m676ikTWdyzrn76G3wB261anmlYw7LCh5mPMRiFeQfKIYQQsLKlGMXoOa5stp80lfj21Z5-gcrqI8vhaF-e2A4gQK0uYJs822Ec75AI2vyG5sJx/s320/marathon.jpg" /></a> Justin ran the Ogden Marathon (this pic from St. George). I didn't get any pics of him sadly. But I did venture out on my own with 4 month old twins in the stroller to meet him at the finish line. We waited, and waited, and waited. I finally figured we must have missed him seeing as it was like over an hour past the estimated time he was going to finish. We left and not 2 min of driving he called. We barely missed him! Apparently this race was very harsh on him. He started cramping up really early and it was torture the rest of the way. But at least you finished honey! And in pretty good time for being so cramped! I think he's done with marathons though. He'll be sticking to halfs and 5k's.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisYvqzplcIIhFyzaEkaiy9zF8ac2fxZ-Otsg9INTcVTXHHDy6-dn_-2Dz7K8lcnziPSikRB6NWZE3N7YbBmWuJySt2JZjCWzGN6LF3OhIu7QYRIFVZvqu9ot_LvfLREX5lAisw17_4zorh/s1600/psych+ward.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660409020020291330" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisYvqzplcIIhFyzaEkaiy9zF8ac2fxZ-Otsg9INTcVTXHHDy6-dn_-2Dz7K8lcnziPSikRB6NWZE3N7YbBmWuJySt2JZjCWzGN6LF3OhIu7QYRIFVZvqu9ot_LvfLREX5lAisw17_4zorh/s320/psych+ward.jpg" /></a> In May, our Aflac check that we banked out on (thank you twins for cashing out from being in the NICU, at least there was one positive thing about being there) ran out. Therefore, I decided I better get a job. I was a little rushed seeing as at about the same time Justin became commission only. No more salary. We were counting on that salary. So I seriously applied for like 30 different RN positions. And of course you have to do it online and answer a million questions which answers to those questions either give you a shot at an interview, or bump you out of the running before ever even looking at your resume. I have 5 years nursing experience. All that experience being at Primary Children's Hospital. Also over 2 of those years being the Nursing Director at the Residential Treatment Center I was at. I'd say I have a good foundation and experience. I couldn't even get an interview for post-partum. There are no major pediatric jobs other than Primary's which are hardly hiring, so almost all the calls I got were for Psych! Ok, the RTC was NOT psych nursing. Hospital psych is a whole different world. I found out in one of my interviews that basically right now, there is such a shortage of nursing jobs, that there's like 350 applicants for each job and so there's those questions to weed out all applicants but 20 for interviews. So even if I have 5 years experience, if I answer NO to "have you ever worked post-partum", even if all my other answers were awesome, the person that has been a nurse for 4 months and has worked post partum pretty much gets the job. Long story short, I had two offers in a step-down ICU, both in Salt Lake, but I really didn't want to drive that far. A hospital 7 min away from my house had a psych position and a super flexible schedule. So I took it, after touring and realizing it really wasn't that bad and pretty much just babysitting. WRONG! I couldn't stand it. I really gave it a good try but it was awful. I'm not going to get into all the details cause this is already turning into a super long post, but holy crap. My mind, body and spirit could not take it. It was flat out evil at times. Like the devil himself was there. Emotionally I couldn't handle it. Then a job that I'd applied for and pretty much got, but they just didn't have anything for me called. KidsOnly Home Health. Sweet! I took the job. I'm the nurse for the Northern Region. Sadly, they don't have much referrals yet coming my way so I have a job, but really not working. Hopefully they get some cases soon for me.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm9sSZmXQ7nvZ8MvXHMePVE6DUQM66JZSF5pQ2VC14f0wYHwW2cJx31DsxvVVrLMVLMCm8cFjajd6B1vasGS4eww-E8QnUTKfFu_HQePfltLC9EYH4M6zvAqqTStFiqPUbatLE25-Jfhd8/s1600/knotts.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660409018425334290" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm9sSZmXQ7nvZ8MvXHMePVE6DUQM66JZSF5pQ2VC14f0wYHwW2cJx31DsxvVVrLMVLMCm8cFjajd6B1vasGS4eww-E8QnUTKfFu_HQePfltLC9EYH4M6zvAqqTStFiqPUbatLE25-Jfhd8/s320/knotts.jpg" /></a> June 8th was our anniversary and we spent it down in California with Justin's family. His parents were awesome and watched the babies 2 days and a night so we could go play. Well, tried to play. I was a walking zombie, still having to pump in the middle of the night. So I had to drag all my pumping equipment with us to the hotel. I certainly didn't feel up to getting into a swimming suit, so we pretty much just relaxed and slept a lot. Went to dinner, then the next day went to Knotts berry farm. We both thought it would be a lot funner. Standing in line with 12-14 year olds was almost comical. Seriously, there were hardly any grown people. And it was hot and all these kids were wearing shoes, socks, jeans, and hoodie jackets! What the? I was sweating to death and I had on half the stuff these kids were. It was weird. They did have some fun rides though, and Justin had been eyeing the 3 point shot basketball game that you could go try. There were like 4 different stations and 5 balls at each and you had like a minute to shoot them all. All these little kids were barely making like 2 or 3 out of the 20. So Justin was itching to show them up. So he took his turn. He didn't make one!!! It was hilarious. It's ok honey, I know you're a good basketball player! So there's our life in a nutshell.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Justin, Shaylee, Mercedez and Sawyerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14586719076367454994noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250842421280826854.post-77639992611904771532011-09-08T10:37:00.000-07:002011-09-08T11:52:19.968-07:00Is it possible to get post-partum depression <span style="font-size:180%;">8 </span>months after giving birth? Seriously, I don't know what's wrong with me. I would say I definitely had the "blues" at the beginning, although it was managed easy enough and since I knew that was normal I was able to consciously know that I was really fine and able to concentrate on all the wonderful things happening in life. Or maybe the lack of sleep is finally catching up to me. Although the babies sleep pretty dang good, up until a couple months ago I was still waking up at 3-4am to pump, and then they'd wake up at 6-7am. Now I can go the whole night, but I'm still SO tired during the day. Every time I put them down for a nap, I look at my messy house, my un-showered self and get overwhelmed thinking about cleaning or even getting ready for the day. So I climb into my bed. Then it takes me awhile to finally go to sleep only to be awakend from the babies waking up from their nap. It's pretty much torture. I'm sure I'd be less sleepy if I didn't try to take naps when they do because I don't get good sleep, yet I can't bring myself to NOT climb into bed.<br /><br />When they were newborns, people that had had twins kept saying "it gets easier, don't worry. Just get through these first months." In some ways, yes, it's easier. But it seems like I just traded in the hard parts for other hard parts. I actually liked that those first 4-6 months they slept ALL THE TIME. It was wonderful. I showered, cleaned, felt like a normal human being. When they were awake I could just prop them somewhere and get more things done. Now they're sleeping less during the day and demand much more to be entertained. Sawyer has decided he doesn't need as much sleep as Mercedez so while she naps I usually have him and then they overlap so when he does sleep, there's only a little bit of time to myself then I have Mercedez. So there's even less time to myself because of the nap/wake overlap.<br /><br />There's only 3 things I want to get done in a day: Clean one room, make dinner and exercise. Notice showering isn't even on that list. Is that too much to ask? And yet, when I get up and feed babies milk, then solids, then put them in their walkers to play while I fix myself breakfast and clean up the kitchen a little then it's ready to go back for a nap, I can't bring myself to do one thing on my list. I feel so tired I lay in bed as soon as they're in their cribs.<br /><br />Also, I feel like I'm just stuck in my dark cave all day every day while life is happening outside. Why don't I go for walks and get out of the house? Because I always look like a beast! Then I get all depressed about all the extra weight I have and feel ugly and I have about 3 outfits that fit that I'm sick of wearing and I'm sure everyone is sick of seeing. So why don't I go shopping? Same reason as above, and the last thing you want to do when you feel fat is go try on clothes and be seen in public. I just want my energy back, so I can have the energy to exercise and get my body back, which in turn I'm sure will give me more energy. It's a viscious cycle I'm in right now.<br /><br />And then the last phase, guilt. I feel so guilty that I feel this way. I spent my first 3 years of marriage working, and just wanted to be a stay at home mom. "I can't wait till I can just worry about cleaning. cooking and taking care of my husband and babies" I would say to Justin. Then when it took us awhile to get pregnant, I prayed and prayed to have a baby. Now, my prayers duobly answered, and not only answered, I'm blessed with such good spirited little babies and above all else, they're healthy and growing and developing well and normal. What more could I ask for? I start to get all resentful towards Justin because he gets to actually have a "life". He leaves the house for 6-8 hours a day and goes to school. And now that he's actually studying things he loves, it's not such a burden to be at school. So I start feeling sorry for myself that he gets to go enrich his mind and start feeling like my mind is going to a waste! I have a degree! A nursing license! I felt smart once! But really I don't wish I was working necessarily, that would add more stress. I tried that a couple months ago and it didn't go so well. I don't know what I want. I guess mainly energy. Give me energy to get the things done in a day I need to get done. There. Venting has helped.Justin, Shaylee, Mercedez and Sawyerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14586719076367454994noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250842421280826854.post-34583452210819879162011-08-18T14:44:00.000-07:002011-08-19T12:05:25.361-07:00DoUbLe ThE FuN<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiV5VXwNn20CdUBLfii0UZUe5CSb25dPB9UJpz5JSz4ctWf5qiVfwx9VnGWalzMZ16SLihs2wmbWyknxEmAd3q2MDgifIRhWCD4apZduemTHKayBpj93HsaNy4g3ShbW1nc62RwIEGxFUX/s1600/IMG_3906.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642342555851396354" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiV5VXwNn20CdUBLfii0UZUe5CSb25dPB9UJpz5JSz4ctWf5qiVfwx9VnGWalzMZ16SLihs2wmbWyknxEmAd3q2MDgifIRhWCD4apZduemTHKayBpj93HsaNy4g3ShbW1nc62RwIEGxFUX/s320/IMG_3906.jpg" /></a> Justin's aunt sent us these <span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>adorable</strong></span> personalized blankets she made and I've been wanting to get some pictures of them ever since. So we had a little photo shoot. Note to self: Don't ever try to have a photo shoot by myself again! Definitely need two hands for that!
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxaIWdxymJL70-e9soLYDqv9q-p4nJ247-qedZiXnAesMHQvz8_1VCqH1natthY8ne4JbR5u0k50bwks_jy0dK0wYpeKkrOY1x6N4IMhUIeF9eLstd8XsEMgFkrmUE80WbfkRSciCewQYv/s1600/IMG_3849-2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642342345806941650" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxaIWdxymJL70-e9soLYDqv9q-p4nJ247-qedZiXnAesMHQvz8_1VCqH1natthY8ne4JbR5u0k50bwks_jy0dK0wYpeKkrOY1x6N4IMhUIeF9eLstd8XsEMgFkrmUE80WbfkRSciCewQYv/s320/IMG_3849-2.jpg" /></a> These babies are 100% <span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>bottle fed</strong></span> with 100% <span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>breastmilk</strong></span>. I have been <strong><span style="font-size:130%;"><em>pumping</em></span> </strong>for almost 8 months now. I didn't think I'd be able to last this long pumping, but with the help of the lactation specialist, a hospital grade pump, herbs and a dedicated 2 hour pumping schedule that first month of their life, I was making enough<strong> <span style="font-size:180%;">milk</span></strong> for triplets! Seriously, I can fill two 9 oz bottles after a pumping session. I'm sure I could have nursed if I wanted to be a depressed, anxiety nut case for 3-4 weeks until they got big enough to catch on. Mercedez mouth was so tiny she could hardly get any part in and they were just so little. My plan had been to nurse and I remember sitting in my bed with my twin nursing pillow, babies in their bassinets and working with them to nurse. I sat there 3 hours never moving from that spot. By the time I had tried to feed both, neither one had eaten enough and were fussy,and couldn't sleep and it was almost time to feed again! I pretty much had a breakdown and decided I couldn't wait the few weeks it would most likely take for them to get big enough to catch on, but I was determined that they get breastmilk. And here we are 8 months later. Has it been hard and time consuming? Yes. Is it <span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>worth it</strong></span>? Yes. </div>
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<br /><div>I have the pump for another month so they'll at least get 9 months worth, then I probably have a month or so frozen. I get anxiety thinking about them having to have any formula (I know, weird) but I really am ready to stop this pumping business. Contrary to what 90% of nursing mothers tell me, I am NOT shedding the weight and definitely not doubly so! My body is hanging onto every ounce of <strong><span style="font-size:180%;">chub</span></strong> I have no matter what I eat or do. I'm hoping it will decide to let it go happily when it realizes it no longer has to make enough milk for 2!
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<br /><div>But really it's my own fault. All the books say when this happens you just wake the other baby up, but I have such a hard time doing that. And it's so rare really, that I figure I'm just home caring for babies, let this one sleep if they need more sleep. Also, when this happens I get uninteruppted one on one time with them which is <strong><em><span style="font-size:180%;">priceless</span></em></strong>! I'm sure if I had other kids though, I wouldn't be able to let one sleep longer. That would be complete chaos.
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzbmnAJva93aVbKkfUHg6ur5JlHaYVqo7LFD78rWs7dKy8l6XvSoPED6NZ3n8XD5LasoZp8JFBB0k95duPvUbXYKjTIdT_nyjb6hwKjeZZB1UUG0z2Fdazkgc2yLXEwOcgRBpzNXXGcb_e/s1600/IMG_3842-2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642341552102294194" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzbmnAJva93aVbKkfUHg6ur5JlHaYVqo7LFD78rWs7dKy8l6XvSoPED6NZ3n8XD5LasoZp8JFBB0k95duPvUbXYKjTIdT_nyjb6hwKjeZZB1UUG0z2Fdazkgc2yLXEwOcgRBpzNXXGcb_e/s320/IMG_3842-2.jpg" /></a> So there's their cute faces and an 8 month update! They've been rolling around like crazy and can sit up for short periods of time and love to cruise around in their walkers. I'm happy to let them take all the time in the world to figure out how to crawl! Life might get a little crazier when they're mobile!
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<br />Justin, Shaylee, Mercedez and Sawyerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14586719076367454994noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250842421280826854.post-90341392703857900552011-07-29T14:42:00.000-07:002011-07-29T20:47:42.959-07:007 MONTHS<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_td_lr7R8xHYiP65WpO28uK5uu2afZEYu_blBZ5AQoOeA295oDLKmlEt1dnEBMoQkwhIr162png2EPPFxSmgGyk5R7XGs1UG_8Pq0EYVZKpn70GoiPOtXUgWkZqdgTUiKrJV6YmZsgChw/s1600/IMG_3834-2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634893293750401202" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_td_lr7R8xHYiP65WpO28uK5uu2afZEYu_blBZ5AQoOeA295oDLKmlEt1dnEBMoQkwhIr162png2EPPFxSmgGyk5R7XGs1UG_8Pq0EYVZKpn70GoiPOtXUgWkZqdgTUiKrJV6YmZsgChw/s320/IMG_3834-2.jpg" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;"> I can't believe my babies are <strong>7 months</strong> old! It sure has been a<br /><br /></span><br /><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:arial;">FUN RIDE!</span></em></strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">I'd say it's fun 90% of the time. People always say things like "It must be so hard" </span><span style="font-family:arial;">or "I can't even imagine", which is totally understandable, but I have to say</span><span style="font-family:arial;">that it has been a lot of fun! I'm sure I wouldn't say that if they weren't the way the are.</span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">They are such mellow, good-natured little munchkins! They <strong>sleep AMAZING </strong></span><span style="font-family:arial;">(thank you <strong><em>Baby Wise</em></strong>!). Sometimes I wonder if they sleep TOO much! They take 3-4 </span><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>1</strong> 1/2 - <strong>2</strong> 1/2 hour naps a day, and sleep 10-11 hours at night. The used to sleep </span><span style="font-family:arial;">12 hours a night but lately have cut back a bit. They go to sleep around 7:30-8:00pm </span><span style="font-family:arial;">giving me and Justin time to hang out at night, and sleep until 6:30 or 7am. Then they </span><span style="font-family:arial;">get up to eat, and go back to sleep for a couple more hours, and so do I! I sleep and </span><span style="font-family:arial;">don't typically start my day until they get back up around 10.</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">Sometimes I wish I was a little more motivated to just get up early after they eat </span><span style="font-family:arial;">and get things done,but it just stresses me out too much when I don't get a lot of <strong>sleep</strong>, </span><span style="font-family:arial;">so I <strong>sacrifice</strong> a clean tidy house for sleep. It's worth it for me. </span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">I've been pretty content to just relax on the housework and focus on the twins.</span><span style="font-family:arial;">I don't let it get to me. I mean, my house isn't nasty dirty or anything, it's just not as tidy </span><span style="font-family:arial;">as I'd like it to be. But I that's ok! It gets me too stressed out if I worry about it. From the</span><span style="font-family:arial;">beginning of their birth, I told myself I was going to enjoy each month and soak it up! </span><span style="font-family:arial;">I have heard too often, especially from twin mom's "I never really got to enjoy my newborn" </span><span style="font-family:arial;">and "the first year (or 2) was just a blur". I knew that this first year they change so </span><span style="font-family:arial;">much, and each month you <strong>lose</strong> things and <strong>gain</strong> things.</span></div></div><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">Sometimes Justin would get ahead of himself and say things like "I can't wait until </span><span style="font-family:arial;">they do this..." and I'd have to remind him that that would come way too quickly and </span><span style="font-family:arial;">then what we had with them now would be gone! </span></p><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">I still remember holding Sawyer when he was still so little that he'd curl up on my</span><span style="font-family:arial;">chest as I rocked him. I started crying cause I realized he probably wouldn't be doing </span><span style="font-family:arial;">that much longer. Sure enough, about a week later, that phase was over and he wanted</span><span style="font-family:arial;">to arch his back and raise his head to look around.</span></p><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">I <strong><em>savor</em></strong> the moments like that. The ones I know are going to be gone soon. </span></p>Justin, Shaylee, Mercedez and Sawyerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14586719076367454994noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250842421280826854.post-75197646745905803272011-06-29T16:41:00.000-07:002011-06-29T16:55:20.406-07:00To pierce or not to pierce<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtRezRrGyvSrrsWoPhVgfw_ZDspm6Bg1YTIpqY4Xs68tx6OxbL_i2Pvt1eDGJECC5jGrfNBbh6tOm-woj-Wvu-2yYNkTprsAVv_bSC86DpKAMhKitSSimPIRP5vDejURsHr-JrKYpmtypH/s1600/piercing-your-babys-ears.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623792655247488674" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtRezRrGyvSrrsWoPhVgfw_ZDspm6Bg1YTIpqY4Xs68tx6OxbL_i2Pvt1eDGJECC5jGrfNBbh6tOm-woj-Wvu-2yYNkTprsAVv_bSC86DpKAMhKitSSimPIRP5vDejURsHr-JrKYpmtypH/s320/piercing-your-babys-ears.jpg" /></a> I never thought I'd be considering piercing my little baby girl's ears. Growing up we could get ours pierced I think when we were 8. Or maybe it was 12. Either way, we were older. But Justin has mentioned it a couple times. He thinks it's the cutest thing. And I do too. When I see a baby girl with sparkly little pink studs in her ears I think it's adorable. So why do I have such hesitations? I'm not sure. Somehow thinking about making holes in her perfect new little skin seems awful, yet I'd be fine with it in 6 years. Why would it be any different to do it now if I'd be fine with it in 6 years? I think it really comes down to the thought mentioned above. I don't care if she's not old enough to take care of them on her ownand I don't think I'm taking a "choice" away from her by not waiting till she's old enough to decide on her own if she wants them (I don't know a little girl that doesn't want their ears pierced) so it's not because any of those things. I just don't know if I could bring myself to do it. Once it's done, there's really no undoing it. What to do, what to do.<br /><br /><div></div>Justin, Shaylee, Mercedez and Sawyerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14586719076367454994noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250842421280826854.post-3431657954155678212011-06-21T14:34:00.000-07:002011-06-21T14:52:17.708-07:00Personalities are beginning to Sprout!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiClwvdEffbn7WfzVG58hf-LF8-eOpvBdI4_3_dYLxQ7551-kL7trz-T2i1xvaFwdqAyPN4BmpbKlKuZa5sSUluCMjqJu1Jox69lEt3-pw1rATlCzU0-kGbG2euR8MSoPTowVb3IkMadVlU/s1600/IMG_3771.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 282px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620792440642750850" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiClwvdEffbn7WfzVG58hf-LF8-eOpvBdI4_3_dYLxQ7551-kL7trz-T2i1xvaFwdqAyPN4BmpbKlKuZa5sSUluCMjqJu1Jox69lEt3-pw1rATlCzU0-kGbG2euR8MSoPTowVb3IkMadVlU/s320/IMG_3771.jpg" /></a> Sawyer has been cracking us up lately! He's always been the one with the expressions. He's such a goofy little thing. He smiles at everyone and is so easy to get to laugh hysterically. Right now he sucks on everything! His fingers are always in his mouth or whatever else he can get a hold of.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyVeh9hgILQomEzoypdPfr4GFXhoMcEgL5wRi5NhBkaQi4yLv_04TrwyPKn7V0wuww365UPlSYeHDwIah5Em5I6pP81BwWV3oMpqB2eYR-0txcE97qExo2PVqvMvkbVIKSMrJUjK8wkMzF/s1600/IMG_3828.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 198px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620792435369517346" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyVeh9hgILQomEzoypdPfr4GFXhoMcEgL5wRi5NhBkaQi4yLv_04TrwyPKn7V0wuww365UPlSYeHDwIah5Em5I6pP81BwWV3oMpqB2eYR-0txcE97qExo2PVqvMvkbVIKSMrJUjK8wkMzF/s320/IMG_3828.jpg" /></a> Check out his socks! Looks like mom put on the first pair of socks she could find...Mercedez socks<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicma6XhDXXx4L_nCmmWSrLTta7ilYSyJj7zqBGpcV8_8fiAwnwtFjhXQClmWd8Cc-_O-WmErAaVQHQjnDWBJlEabXtcjuGz6nUJ2aIZcpD7KDOOInTEDR-3gt8eumY5D2LMRHklTsNyL6Y/s1600/IMG_3814-2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620792430186412002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicma6XhDXXx4L_nCmmWSrLTta7ilYSyJj7zqBGpcV8_8fiAwnwtFjhXQClmWd8Cc-_O-WmErAaVQHQjnDWBJlEabXtcjuGz6nUJ2aIZcpD7KDOOInTEDR-3gt8eumY5D2LMRHklTsNyL6Y/s320/IMG_3814-2.jpg" /></a> Sawyer with his Grandma Stevenson<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl5PhQqTegU87_kOWRPF-1muAvkN6C2wERqemg6MWSEt8qRicSUTUoEjKENATqgJWtzOu-d12yvF5rTQ-zMnpDYEEGm4I3jGHiikMZl9s4O2nYq_iK0KrvFmw9MKGvOjc-8VUzCOfMsAwZ/s1600/IMG_3781.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620791935151205378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl5PhQqTegU87_kOWRPF-1muAvkN6C2wERqemg6MWSEt8qRicSUTUoEjKENATqgJWtzOu-d12yvF5rTQ-zMnpDYEEGm4I3jGHiikMZl9s4O2nYq_iK0KrvFmw9MKGvOjc-8VUzCOfMsAwZ/s320/IMG_3781.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjkT8sviipHpu98uUOR-k61q3uMDp789Ewd1LT9wF2c1_3f-6SQOq068aY7YohwR8ANCOyYwig2l5Hbj7_ylwu_Ut_40hxKbwYd2VS8sVPPfZWkieBJzCPaDYsKIyPboDmDMRJazKLUVFN/s1600/IMG_3776.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 251px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620791932049457282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjkT8sviipHpu98uUOR-k61q3uMDp789Ewd1LT9wF2c1_3f-6SQOq068aY7YohwR8ANCOyYwig2l5Hbj7_ylwu_Ut_40hxKbwYd2VS8sVPPfZWkieBJzCPaDYsKIyPboDmDMRJazKLUVFN/s320/IMG_3776.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5S6z7cSx2wdY8j8Lb2tnikt5iA4k5d3yhkLReVvl-9MlQiB7W146j3UGwSCUZ42iBfyc9VI79K9TNOn78NvT5qGpCi5ALKPnr8ekyFd2UeO1PT-UxkMddVzRAkdP_m93fe838Sm9BqlR3/s1600/IMG_3789.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 243px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620791928913469890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5S6z7cSx2wdY8j8Lb2tnikt5iA4k5d3yhkLReVvl-9MlQiB7W146j3UGwSCUZ42iBfyc9VI79K9TNOn78NvT5qGpCi5ALKPnr8ekyFd2UeO1PT-UxkMddVzRAkdP_m93fe838Sm9BqlR3/s320/IMG_3789.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilpzwnLzi4CICSfe7tLWVwkqbwUwkMc8FTrP_jPI6Qbx0Ewa1gFRkmzE0QMgzLpj8OTyqA0n4rOUV9FwuLEl5lIf9pkeKTLVUHk3XQC6eFO8wnw7UztPe0TVJscAv_SbcRjq8CpV0qTd5g/s1600/IMG_3799.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620791929331804626" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilpzwnLzi4CICSfe7tLWVwkqbwUwkMc8FTrP_jPI6Qbx0Ewa1gFRkmzE0QMgzLpj8OTyqA0n4rOUV9FwuLEl5lIf9pkeKTLVUHk3XQC6eFO8wnw7UztPe0TVJscAv_SbcRjq8CpV0qTd5g/s320/IMG_3799.jpg" /></a><br />Mercedez has definitely had to put up with a lot lately. Sawyer is already wrestling her and thinks he can just relax and put his feet up on her! And she just lets him!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNaHGrej8Lv1LoGTVXW75HvktGH8rTXwMUZ9gGGQ-IJxeUJecNEAr0RGCQ6ek3GkG495YIChiRQ3x5QwU5moBsTSHphGbiOuav3TOY2KgGZkDnAkseqtI_9vUW7SkVK4QEYOthIo0XzrDz/s1600/IMG_3804.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 192px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620791923080266290" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNaHGrej8Lv1LoGTVXW75HvktGH8rTXwMUZ9gGGQ-IJxeUJecNEAr0RGCQ6ek3GkG495YIChiRQ3x5QwU5moBsTSHphGbiOuav3TOY2KgGZkDnAkseqtI_9vUW7SkVK4QEYOthIo0XzrDz/s320/IMG_3804.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaD36hcBeXOlYI2befbQKLpHjKZISLigA1Y25pMxRS-HWRuD5k1jyMCcsS_T-eptx7l1q98n55vBjp4kdy5P3Q8YwefZpslQTtc2boDqrWV1Is9NcGEiG5EeFLWnGsg2Dca_WeaAigkU40/s1600/IMG_3772.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 232px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620790408811093394" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaD36hcBeXOlYI2befbQKLpHjKZISLigA1Y25pMxRS-HWRuD5k1jyMCcsS_T-eptx7l1q98n55vBjp4kdy5P3Q8YwefZpslQTtc2boDqrWV1Is9NcGEiG5EeFLWnGsg2Dca_WeaAigkU40/s320/IMG_3772.jpg" /></a> Ok, I know that everyone thinks their own baby's the most beautiful, but seriously, isn't Mercedez just a pretty little thing? I sure think so! Ithink she has such good features. She is such a little sweatheart and so content. She doesn't even cry when she wakes up. We go in to check on her and she'll be awake, staring with those big eyes and as soon as she sees you she gives you the fullest grin and starts kicking her legs with excitement! I love it! It makes it so much fun to get her up.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUWWhoJbAI_bO_cVTLQeUz1hh4ziSJwXahYNuj4ifMV0SQD8-RTlgSB-LuFE6xBt8o3yBvFVTi4Q7HpfsdLWUKLOekFb8Lq1CTQZKSV-dKeF9Pr8FqMSJUQ_G9DsQnTW4GFNB5ZT89qU0T/s1600/IMG_3809-2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620790402250774866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUWWhoJbAI_bO_cVTLQeUz1hh4ziSJwXahYNuj4ifMV0SQD8-RTlgSB-LuFE6xBt8o3yBvFVTi4Q7HpfsdLWUKLOekFb8Lq1CTQZKSV-dKeF9Pr8FqMSJUQ_G9DsQnTW4GFNB5ZT89qU0T/s320/IMG_3809-2.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijTVtGcgpdKrL6CmGLk1-PgKaK4N3mL0oIGn4b9bphSSpcV-XtFIDiVFM4FmfCoSZKoFDB3vBSpRVeFoG-kplyHXrht4icXboMsDgLnLPQ1tpJEFwjw_Zb5i2hxhMbLMxMezwxb0I0k6qb/s1600/IMG_3818-3.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620790405197808530" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijTVtGcgpdKrL6CmGLk1-PgKaK4N3mL0oIGn4b9bphSSpcV-XtFIDiVFM4FmfCoSZKoFDB3vBSpRVeFoG-kplyHXrht4icXboMsDgLnLPQ1tpJEFwjw_Zb5i2hxhMbLMxMezwxb0I0k6qb/s320/IMG_3818-3.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieU7fpmMhHn1svnLtWceSe6QA_Z8z0vnBgnkE0ZAr4a0edQK090c7Vp1lUd2nMJyHEc-mdoai-UGNdI_58LKNHyebcis_l3VB5KSmXAkrO7Wq2Mb4J6yw_P-eE6xk9M4bolD-r4LskEB8v/s1600/IMG_3812-2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620790398712559906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieU7fpmMhHn1svnLtWceSe6QA_Z8z0vnBgnkE0ZAr4a0edQK090c7Vp1lUd2nMJyHEc-mdoai-UGNdI_58LKNHyebcis_l3VB5KSmXAkrO7Wq2Mb4J6yw_P-eE6xk9M4bolD-r4LskEB8v/s320/IMG_3812-2.jpg" /></a>Little princess with her Grandpa Stevenson<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcu2XS-Nvusit90K4FZmWVxdUUINr4IVVO1RmItw3RpWlQakn9dwtRLA1JNRGK3GxXl5TUkri_qUYiFNlN-6VSjBjiVYGzig3GWy0CFXDS1XC_cOQz4hH-o5ZMeAheJPB628wgKdIzlBwf/s1600/IMG_3817.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620790400753004818" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcu2XS-Nvusit90K4FZmWVxdUUINr4IVVO1RmItw3RpWlQakn9dwtRLA1JNRGK3GxXl5TUkri_qUYiFNlN-6VSjBjiVYGzig3GWy0CFXDS1XC_cOQz4hH-o5ZMeAheJPB628wgKdIzlBwf/s320/IMG_3817.jpg" /></a> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Justin, Shaylee, Mercedez and Sawyerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14586719076367454994noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250842421280826854.post-22570302353681177402011-06-15T18:15:00.000-07:002011-06-15T18:26:21.737-07:00Best Friends<div align="center">Cutest thing ever. Every time I put these two next to </div><br /><div align="center">eachother they reach out and immediately hold hands or link arms.</div><br /><div align="center">It's my favorite thing!</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSf7Hp2rMGE28Sdkb1rO9uYxh5ibr9MNLCY6tiY0930bU3Z6-0SWvobOtlF7-VRSJotGOKBEPAqGoojkPdjFvmC8Hgqd9uH4pP6dfuZwhMpFW2OIU-RzpZtIVGSMH54aIHDos8FhzWZ1vr/s1600/IMG_3759.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618622209983687202" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSf7Hp2rMGE28Sdkb1rO9uYxh5ibr9MNLCY6tiY0930bU3Z6-0SWvobOtlF7-VRSJotGOKBEPAqGoojkPdjFvmC8Hgqd9uH4pP6dfuZwhMpFW2OIU-RzpZtIVGSMH54aIHDos8FhzWZ1vr/s320/IMG_3759.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbfMLMc2g717lkoayjqOwT6WMGI345l-X3tUwoeLnHTkc0jED1wcF5x6ZIGflnlSxQ4a6h_LJGrWAtTZtQcMT2eHVB7quYMoPUH-F3ylDYPKFjSeN5cEapt2_ty7EZoMZFSlqDwZVwrPlD/s1600/IMG_3759-2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 175px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618622206140019170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbfMLMc2g717lkoayjqOwT6WMGI345l-X3tUwoeLnHTkc0jED1wcF5x6ZIGflnlSxQ4a6h_LJGrWAtTZtQcMT2eHVB7quYMoPUH-F3ylDYPKFjSeN5cEapt2_ty7EZoMZFSlqDwZVwrPlD/s320/IMG_3759-2.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjgOIMTbhyU-DV_GbH3_EV1DdTDrbj1kEDNhg-58Fwzp3xXuBxz-2Vds9_abc8rAFF2ch1Q3RMXB_0kFYQkE8UFKul5j3eJRA6hc78MvxTeajYWVyCTFZQikxQusr1a7TfREoh-ig8yvNf/s1600/IMG_3767-2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 261px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618622195132723826" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjgOIMTbhyU-DV_GbH3_EV1DdTDrbj1kEDNhg-58Fwzp3xXuBxz-2Vds9_abc8rAFF2ch1Q3RMXB_0kFYQkE8UFKul5j3eJRA6hc78MvxTeajYWVyCTFZQikxQusr1a7TfREoh-ig8yvNf/s320/IMG_3767-2.jpg" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNp9agLrDqrsVWUugi2aAKdUXEsWil5wjsjumrjqS85VSA419cgcW3qJaAHKCZzGIbyJ8yRq2FE_jgTqgeXIzUJ1PtYDFT4YAbhDPfioSPc8QPCBd39wS1xicd-Vp9vf5utipwP_WPESbX/s1600/IMG_3763.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 222px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618622181963016066" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNp9agLrDqrsVWUugi2aAKdUXEsWil5wjsjumrjqS85VSA419cgcW3qJaAHKCZzGIbyJ8yRq2FE_jgTqgeXIzUJ1PtYDFT4YAbhDPfioSPc8QPCBd39wS1xicd-Vp9vf5utipwP_WPESbX/s320/IMG_3763.jpg" /></a></div></div>Justin, Shaylee, Mercedez and Sawyerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14586719076367454994noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250842421280826854.post-72873603885858883562011-06-12T23:11:00.000-07:002011-06-12T23:20:09.269-07:00Tummy Time<div align="center">The twins mostly like tummy time.</div><br /><br /><div align="center">You have to catch them at the right moment.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHbYNoYjNmnffylgyisNVdFDvvh_LVU8ZUwNfcWB3eo6dY_XQIreVWg7_h5mBhI7GDw9lBDbzP21EY5F3j9GPJrAEaIXPIaDjaYRC1bOFcOIaW8RGwzAwUNkSkLVY9PjUivQCHBC2MjYMv/s1600/IMG_3743.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 234px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617583800442675906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHbYNoYjNmnffylgyisNVdFDvvh_LVU8ZUwNfcWB3eo6dY_XQIreVWg7_h5mBhI7GDw9lBDbzP21EY5F3j9GPJrAEaIXPIaDjaYRC1bOFcOIaW8RGwzAwUNkSkLVY9PjUivQCHBC2MjYMv/s320/IMG_3743.jpg" /></a> Look at those cute little lips!<br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWM9qgkdN5TDgTOkyBV-mapw2h8FRflzVLvb_oq-7R0vnEdKlF7LcDrTkgVwLGF-uiEcOYLNLMcuGcriphDAIyXppoMNd7gEENxBLJfDBr6Ts2AFXQmQWMxvfw471KzKn901KwV3fsPpOa/s1600/IMG_3745.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617583669616367362" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWM9qgkdN5TDgTOkyBV-mapw2h8FRflzVLvb_oq-7R0vnEdKlF7LcDrTkgVwLGF-uiEcOYLNLMcuGcriphDAIyXppoMNd7gEENxBLJfDBr6Ts2AFXQmQWMxvfw471KzKn901KwV3fsPpOa/s320/IMG_3745.jpg" /></a><br />Sawyer always has the cutest little expressions!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWlt8wxra9CUqm9XHmum8VrLiqNeBQDMAD9HqLQJ39NBd5SsmymrYeqeqSxRT-hKqo9HR12s_h2QlHM5udJTp892V9BpqbpHC2q8t2LxksNxmfl9q6FBlJz1h365Y973y0TyWrbLnPNE1D/s1600/IMG_3744.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 235px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617583664298564002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWlt8wxra9CUqm9XHmum8VrLiqNeBQDMAD9HqLQJ39NBd5SsmymrYeqeqSxRT-hKqo9HR12s_h2QlHM5udJTp892V9BpqbpHC2q8t2LxksNxmfl9q6FBlJz1h365Y973y0TyWrbLnPNE1D/s320/IMG_3744.jpg" /></a><br />Both upright....<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQef2u394TzoKjwGZz2drOtMFGiSTka9gxjHSTxN5JKtfFvEG_e875ZYqGVrHnxfXQPTDDk3DqTryYT3DpBsE4CGvLNgyVUQmWhf1-8kFjIX95mLJCfqpNv9QcBrXcW-NNwVaGZp65d6XY/s1600/IMG_3741.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 234px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617583660236989954" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQef2u394TzoKjwGZz2drOtMFGiSTka9gxjHSTxN5JKtfFvEG_e875ZYqGVrHnxfXQPTDDk3DqTryYT3DpBsE4CGvLNgyVUQmWhf1-8kFjIX95mLJCfqpNv9QcBrXcW-NNwVaGZp65d6XY/s320/IMG_3741.jpg" /></a><br />Mercedez gettin tired....<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3Ulc6q9BoFmg2dw85yn_4RRRBop2fVo5NYLd7UU3nGZNLRl0Y2YxXTjHI4mC7UkjQ_OpSPOM12hgCNt6ge5_ZVgC0Y4jIBBHNUWG7DtOVEyuX9qo2SoceBzt-Gs5F_wjDhtr2s4LJg2Ef/s1600/IMG_3751.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 210px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617583657104129698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3Ulc6q9BoFmg2dw85yn_4RRRBop2fVo5NYLd7UU3nGZNLRl0Y2YxXTjHI4mC7UkjQ_OpSPOM12hgCNt6ge5_ZVgC0Y4jIBBHNUWG7DtOVEyuX9qo2SoceBzt-Gs5F_wjDhtr2s4LJg2Ef/s320/IMG_3751.jpg" /></a><br />Mercedez:"I give up!"<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgd5QoP2Xsa-S6Ja8H8k3YB3bvjj2CvYL8Dm74eULwU59SQtvctA_FQWL60u3e5fGIheT-nzeqD53ufaVXuGmNVMnpunGoLt_ATlU422cCwYYKXPDMK4QsYNPjwaUHIbHUnYddVQ53R7qT/s1600/IMG_3748.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617583650831049778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgd5QoP2Xsa-S6Ja8H8k3YB3bvjj2CvYL8Dm74eULwU59SQtvctA_FQWL60u3e5fGIheT-nzeqD53ufaVXuGmNVMnpunGoLt_ATlU422cCwYYKXPDMK4QsYNPjwaUHIbHUnYddVQ53R7qT/s320/IMG_3748.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div></div></div></div><br /></div></div>Justin, Shaylee, Mercedez and Sawyerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14586719076367454994noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250842421280826854.post-16448524797953972092011-06-03T09:33:00.000-07:002011-06-03T09:46:02.694-07:00EASTER<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_08U56KlMI98Z306ZL78-migTkAv5B1Q5LB2JAYLUDmncYJtG9FqpZHhyOpJAp42LK4VX2MqPJXEkv_EL06u81IHxBAYkLE2eipYh73Fq3h94eakMKZjeBgjiKu_R3u5GFe9P4R9Q1Zr8/s1600/IMG_3729-2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614034548336894466" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_08U56KlMI98Z306ZL78-migTkAv5B1Q5LB2JAYLUDmncYJtG9FqpZHhyOpJAp42LK4VX2MqPJXEkv_EL06u81IHxBAYkLE2eipYh73Fq3h94eakMKZjeBgjiKu_R3u5GFe9P4R9Q1Zr8/s320/IMG_3729-2.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQPoNH_kzEWbhce_wKznF7xO2Y1hU1l4aaRl0Cr1Lm0dLcyt-5A70cADk5QM_n0GYl-uObcMVH2s-o_X-U9Bxw4O3d47y99h1iKFlw8VQWo3EzCdwuoXxwAowdS5_NJeQZwxItzKL1ykRX/s1600/IMG_3707.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 290px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614034546110385842" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQPoNH_kzEWbhce_wKznF7xO2Y1hU1l4aaRl0Cr1Lm0dLcyt-5A70cADk5QM_n0GYl-uObcMVH2s-o_X-U9Bxw4O3d47y99h1iKFlw8VQWo3EzCdwuoXxwAowdS5_NJeQZwxItzKL1ykRX/s320/IMG_3707.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKiJJxqHQYUR3y8syOqJarUZD2zfwh6lPtH5uel2ww3Jg1_5-blwGOhQoT9hP00KgjedjIG7UKbEi9p6fT5i5Qn7rDs2pxuKxkMHSu3lLudlRXLPvVFe7UsKjRtPXf1k91jOR5rSXOqWTG/s1600/IMG_3682.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 205px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614034326191909330" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKiJJxqHQYUR3y8syOqJarUZD2zfwh6lPtH5uel2ww3Jg1_5-blwGOhQoT9hP00KgjedjIG7UKbEi9p6fT5i5Qn7rDs2pxuKxkMHSu3lLudlRXLPvVFe7UsKjRtPXf1k91jOR5rSXOqWTG/s320/IMG_3682.jpg" /></a> The Easter Bunny came!!! Growing up I did not have the easter bunny, just a huge egg hunt and barbecue. But Justin grew up with it and so every year the easter bunny has come to our house. The twins each got a book and a stuffed animal.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx68zZtv0-jedELkKq8viLOOFmonjAs9OJgINou4-Wg-aldKL7bCFge3RL91AIXdkTxB0ZjaiLB6w34hfqB23TRn36INxVwaQ3K2UexcMzdrx3iI1kKkwEVT_szpgwncmAIjuslhIU0hgE/s1600/IMG_3683.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614034317743914850" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx68zZtv0-jedELkKq8viLOOFmonjAs9OJgINou4-Wg-aldKL7bCFge3RL91AIXdkTxB0ZjaiLB6w34hfqB23TRn36INxVwaQ3K2UexcMzdrx3iI1kKkwEVT_szpgwncmAIjuslhIU0hgE/s320/IMG_3683.jpg" /></a>I also got a book and tons of yummy candy! Just got a shirt and a Laker's 2010 Champion Ring. Too bad they didn't get a ring this year....(I really don't feel bad about that)<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4VoSDAmfJzDy0zuUVLL3-zvYKIU4L30Eiv1T0RDVyXEQY5gF6QMxQbzkUjjP0Y4cZypbnubGIG4rQGz3mNoT1AMyPuryME0yyQFIZxvHvBXcfqRodhjIKgXn_MfGFwio8NHVz0fFVi8h2/s1600/IMG_3709.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 261px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614034310526398258" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4VoSDAmfJzDy0zuUVLL3-zvYKIU4L30Eiv1T0RDVyXEQY5gF6QMxQbzkUjjP0Y4cZypbnubGIG4rQGz3mNoT1AMyPuryME0yyQFIZxvHvBXcfqRodhjIKgXn_MfGFwio8NHVz0fFVi8h2/s320/IMG_3709.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDi9hl6M6YF2_lk3lG3FVze9eR6nfkTiql9XWpZnsQv7GlQpm0WKrBYTIwD2YpBxglOyFTYOtUbZcL8ZkXthGpulGhXYtzOtTQ6BBH-PJm1nI_wG8Bx-hYVBpI0cGtltemOs1IOKN_8IEl/s1600/IMG_3724.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614034307839498706" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDi9hl6M6YF2_lk3lG3FVze9eR6nfkTiql9XWpZnsQv7GlQpm0WKrBYTIwD2YpBxglOyFTYOtUbZcL8ZkXthGpulGhXYtzOtTQ6BBH-PJm1nI_wG8Bx-hYVBpI0cGtltemOs1IOKN_8IEl/s320/IMG_3724.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL0QprA0HzkUB0eBTAZWaeOINabqNkQZxx4QhJLqrU-jmep6pxc0IQ2neMi4CJk_8ODp1mbzeziqLFX7oZ3H6NfB33aj8chPDUXNDVbcORkbjtCqFd31whRBnlN_P-34lZcMIzJK5-Me3u/s1600/IMG_3729.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 319px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614034302819481122" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL0QprA0HzkUB0eBTAZWaeOINabqNkQZxx4QhJLqrU-jmep6pxc0IQ2neMi4CJk_8ODp1mbzeziqLFX7oZ3H6NfB33aj8chPDUXNDVbcORkbjtCqFd31whRBnlN_P-34lZcMIzJK5-Me3u/s320/IMG_3729.jpg" /></a> Happy Easter! Hope everyone remembered the true meaning of it. I am so blessed in my life and am so grateful for what the Savior has done for me.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Justin, Shaylee, Mercedez and Sawyerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14586719076367454994noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250842421280826854.post-84333751304029919362011-06-01T14:48:00.000-07:002011-06-01T17:26:06.693-07:00Poor Little Sky....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ3kgghtNvnitqjXyZFWSRUf-SFH5N2Q5HJmvSq9kmIgIxG5-2vC0oXAbKb9Z6lM_YsfkK-C-X9dQk1NP6Hor5YURRJZd1LXEPv4Rnlme5KILMkdS45t6nqNfPniKJiUu2PFIqMp0mx7UD/s1600/IMG_3673.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613411050965634146" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ3kgghtNvnitqjXyZFWSRUf-SFH5N2Q5HJmvSq9kmIgIxG5-2vC0oXAbKb9Z6lM_YsfkK-C-X9dQk1NP6Hor5YURRJZd1LXEPv4Rnlme5KILMkdS45t6nqNfPniKJiUu2PFIqMp0mx7UD/s320/IMG_3673.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiPi3orC2GVJOWkr8sM80mbEm9f5LpdyWiQNgfKR43hjqoTxpCOVMJovOwcna2OQh0_GoxZExBivW1xsFyM8g4pmEpWoHCwGpmNjQLoKVL7VgNarWdsIrCl90owHRSS5XkE86WyJ7sE4XN/s1600/IMG_3677.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613411047793711618" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiPi3orC2GVJOWkr8sM80mbEm9f5LpdyWiQNgfKR43hjqoTxpCOVMJovOwcna2OQh0_GoxZExBivW1xsFyM8g4pmEpWoHCwGpmNjQLoKVL7VgNarWdsIrCl90owHRSS5XkE86WyJ7sE4XN/s320/IMG_3677.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr1TdGziiWe1cyaRW8ttZkud-eKhwKlYKK3C8TbL2RAkUoN3Vk-bXL3MlTVGtLRX3NpLuXOMGcTtVE9_KJ-i_R2w5G7jqp_lx63PlpOhmjmt_WlB_E72uXAnBdlr7vVEynv7eIYVJNn432/s1600/IMG_3672.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613373770844902210" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr1TdGziiWe1cyaRW8ttZkud-eKhwKlYKK3C8TbL2RAkUoN3Vk-bXL3MlTVGtLRX3NpLuXOMGcTtVE9_KJ-i_R2w5G7jqp_lx63PlpOhmjmt_WlB_E72uXAnBdlr7vVEynv7eIYVJNn432/s320/IMG_3672.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>I've been missing from the blogging world for a bit. So I'm gonna be playing catch up, one post at a time. I actually was going to blog about this, but at the time it was too hard, but now that everything turned out ok, I'm ok to blog about it. Some may think it's silly how attached I am to my little baby puppy. I used to hate dogs, never thought I'd have an indoor animal let alone an indoor dog that slept in my bed. My bed is like my clean, safe haven. I even have to wash my feet before I get into bed because I'm anal about germs or anything getting in my bed. </div><br /><br /><div>But she really is our little baby princess puppy. And I say 'our' because Justin loves and cuddles her as much as I do! At the beginning of April we were going to head down to California so the twins and us could spend some time with Grandma and Grandpa Stevenson. I hate that the twins are so far away from their grandparents, and I know they hate it too as the twins are their first grandbabies. I was a little nervous for the trip with two babies. We rarely take them out of their own house, let alone to the airport! But I had everything ready and planned. Justin's sister Megan who lives in Saratoga Springs had visited a couple days prior and taken our baby Sky back home with her to watch her while we were gone. We were packed and ready to walk out the door minus my breastmilk pump. I was going to pump at the last possible second to hold me over for the trip. We had about 30 minutes before we had to leave. The babies would be awake any second, we could feed them, I could pump and we could head down to the airport. Suddenly we got a call from Megan's husband asking if Sky had seizures! Justin calmly told him no and Jason described that he had heard Sky yelping in the bathroom and when he went in she was on the ground, front legs sticking straight out, back legs curled up and she was stiff as a board. She was now slowly coming out of it, licking her lips but pretty much he was freaked out. This is a really long story so I'll make it short. We were worried sick, didn't want to leave them with a puppy that was obviously going to need to be looked after so Justin told me to jump in the car and meet them at a vet's office near their house and we would postpone California. Luckily Southwest is awesome and our tickets were saved as credit. So I jumped in the car not realizing it wa 3:00 and hadn't pumped since 12 noon. The longest I'd ever gone without pumping was 5 hours. Met them at the vet, poor Sky's head was massively swollen on one side. The vet said obviously she bonked her head and the siezure could have been prior to the bump and she bumped it while she siezed, or the bump caused the siezure. I figured it had to have been after because she wasn't having the type of seizure where you thrash about, it was a stiff still seizure (obviously not the technical term for that). They did x-rays and blood work. Her blood work was ok but the x-ray showed a fairly bad fracture. I felt pretty bad for Megan and Jason cause when the vet came back in he said "Well, it looks like somebody bonked your dog on the head". He knew the story,that they were watching Sky. So basically he accused them of hitting my tiny dogs head hard enough to fracture it! Which did not happen. </div><br /><br /><div>Anyway, they started an IV, gave her steroids to take the pressure off her head down from the swelling and told me to take her to an animal ER and to be watched for the next 24 hours. I didn't know there was such thing as an animal ER!!!! It was the saddest thing, watching my poor puppy with this awful swollen head, peeing on herself and throwing up, totally not herself. She normally freaks out if I hand her to other people, especially men, but she would just let anyone pick her up or hold her. We figure what happened was she jumped up on the toilet, then the sink and fell hard while trying to get down in the bathroom. She had been put in there while Jason slept for his night shift with her nice comfy blanket. Well, we've never locked her in a bathroom except in Cali where she has been with Justin's parents dog to play with, so I'm sure she freaked out. Of course Megan and Jason didn't know that. We figure this is what must have happened because when Jason found her there was a wet rag on the ground that hadn't been there before and it was Megan's fash washing rag that was on the sink. So obviously she had been up on the sink and that's a pretty long ways down for her to fall and very well could have whacked her head on the way down. Poor thing! </div><br /><br /><div>I was so worried. She sat in my lap the whole ride from American Fork to Ogden. By this time it was like 630 and I really needed to pump. I could barely move my arms as I drove because they'd brush against my chest and the seatbelt was awful too. Then I accidentaly reach down to pet my poor puppy, temporarily forgetting the her head is broken and she yelps! I started crying and crying. I got to the ER and thought it would be quick and easy as there was absolutely no one there. But it took like 2 hours! I waited forever for the vet, then he finally came and he was awesome but took his sweet time. At this point I was bursting from the seams! Milk was seriously just pouring out and soaking my whole front down to my crotch. Luckily I had a black hoodie on and like 3 layers underneath so it wasn't really showing through. My nursing pads were soaked to capacity. It hurt so bad. I have never experienced pain like that in that region. I mean I've been full, but not that full! On top of being hormonal nursing, chest hurting, and emotionally distraught by what was happening I had only gotten like 4 hours of sleep because I had had to get up early for a job interview that day and couldn't sleep because I was nervous for the job interview so I was so so so tired which just makes everything even worse.</div><br /><br /><div>The vet didn't give me the greatest odds either. He was pretty neutral. He said it was good that the fracture wasn't inverted smashing bone into her brain, so that was good news, but there was no was of telling if there was brain damage or bleeding or if she'd have seizures in the future, or what. She could have a small bleed that she might seem recovered and die or have seizures in a week when she's home. Or she could have a bleed and not make it through the night. Geez! It was awful. So they put her in an oxygen box, said they'd probably give her IV fluids and I could pick her up at 7 am and take her to the vet the next day to complete the 24 hour evaluation and then they'd assess further at that time. He told me for the night that no news was good news. </div><br /><br /><div>Sorry, this is a really long story. I'm amazed if you're still reading. But this is where it gets really good. So I walk in the house, exhausted physically, mentally and emotionally. I'm sobbing because I can't even lift my arms to undress so I can pump because of the pressure in my boobs. Justin helped me peel off all my layers and I sat down to pump, crying as I tell him everything. So, after pumping out like 17 oz of milk, we go to bed. I wake up at 2 in the morning to pump. It's like a monsoon outside. I come downstairs to store the milk in the fridge, flip the dim sink light on that's right under the curtainless windows facing the courtyard in our complex. I hate that we have no curtains. I feel so vulnerable. It's dark outside and my light is on so anyone can see me and I wouldn't be able to see them. But it's a monsoon outside right? So who would be out there that could see me anyway right? Oh, also, I'm like half naked. Because my top I was wearing had milk that leaked all over because I forgot to put in my nursing pads before I went to sleep. So I threw on those abdominal binders you wear at the hospital and was wearing it like a tube top as I was standing in my kitchen, washing my pump stuff in the sink looking out the window into blackness when I all of a sudden, there's banging on the kitchen door just off to my left! I totally freaked, hesitated with the water on and took off through the living room up the stairs leaving the water running. I ran into the bedroom and said "Justin!!! There's someone banging on the kitchen door~!!!!" He sits straight up in bed, totally disoriented, then walks to our bedroom window that is directly above the back kitchen door, slides it open and looks out and sleepily says "What's up?". I hear "Can your wife give me a ride home?" in this kind of whiny possibly drunk woman's voice. J-"No." Woman-"Why not?" J-"Because we don't know you" Woman-"But I'm freezin out here and my feet are soakin wet! I'm wearin my church shoes!" </div><br /><br /><div>At this point I realize it sounds like a handicapped woman, not a drunk woman. I say "I think she's handicapped. Be nice!" then I hurry and call 911 because I don't know the number for dispatch and proceed to tell them the situation. They tell me 2 policemen are on the way and we proceed to ask questions out the window to keep here there because I don't want her wandering off in the rain. She says her name is Patty and she lives at St. Ben's. </div><br /><br /><div>Patty-"Can you give me a lift home?" J-"Yeah, we'll help you out. Help is on the way." Patty-"Ok, I'll just wait here by the door" I get off the phone with dispatch and go to the window. Me-"How long have you been out in the rain?" Patty-"I dunno..." Me-"What are you doing out?" Patty-"I dunno...." "Can you give me a lift home? My feet are soakin wet! I'm freezin!" Me-"Yep, help is on the way" Patty-"Ok. (pause) can you give me a lift home? My feet are soakin wet! I'm wearin my church shoes!" </div><br /><br /><div>How sad is this? I find out later that St. Ben's is like a group home and is like 24 blocks away from our house. I'm so glad that I had to pump at 2 in the morning and she saw me in the courtyard flip my light on so that we could help her. All of a sudden I can see headlights reflecting on the wall behind Patty and I figure it's the cops. She looks over, hunches down and freezes, looking like she's scared and about to run off. I think, oh know, they're gonna have to chase her. But then she looks up at me and says "My boss is here!!!" all excited and runs off to them. It was such a weird experience, first all the emotional and physical drain of our puppy drama, then this in the middle of the night. It was surreal. Then, right after that, my cell phone rings!!!! It's the middle of the night. Who else could it be but the animal ER? I looked at Justin and we were both so sad thinking it was them calling to give us bad news, but it was really dispatch calling to follow up. Anyway, Sky ended up being stable after her 24 hour watch and coming back to normal. It took about 4 days of being really lethargic and having to carry her everywhere at home, even to the pee pad to pee but then she snapped out of it. They say it takes 8 weeks to heal and we're about there and everything has looked good! So that's the story of our poor puppy.....and Patty.</div></div></div>Justin, Shaylee, Mercedez and Sawyerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14586719076367454994noreply@blogger.com3