tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4473007087176359742024-03-05T20:14:07.740-06:00mama & moua blog for moms by moms.Kristin http://www.blogger.com/profile/14659874904221006718noreply@blogger.comBlogger1153125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447300708717635974.post-77396699974850120772016-07-20T07:05:00.000-05:002016-07-20T07:05:11.488-05:00Nolan's Nursery<div style="text-align: center;">
Nolan's sweet little bedroom is without a doubt my favorite room in our house. I spent SO MUCH TIME in there as my belly grew and grew and every minute was worth it because the end result is so perfectly Nolan! Sure he's not even 3 months old yet, but seeing his little face I just know this room fits him and it fits our family. It's no secret that we are a sport fanatic family. We have strong allegiances to the MN Golden Gopher and Texas A&M college football teams and the Arizona Wildcats college basketball team. In creating a room for our son {I still can't believe I have a son}, I wanted to incorporate our love for sports and our favorite teams without getting too themey or cheesy. I spent a lot of time finding only the most perfect details for the decor and again...worth every minute. </div>
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As a little reminder, here is what the room looked like when we moved in....</div>
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After decluttering...<a href="http://www.mamaandmou.com/2015/12/operation-nursery.html" target="_blank">planning</a>..<a href="http://www.mamaandmou.com/2016/01/nursery-progress_20.html" target="_blank">.painting all the trim, the walls, the closet</a>...<a href="http://www.mamaandmou.com/2016/03/delta-children-moms-experience.html" target="_blank">the crib drama</a>...and searching high and low for specific decor...here it is....<b>MY LITTLE BOY'S ROOM!!!!</b></div>
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<span style="text-align: center;">vintage hoop created primarily by my father-in-law, Deward, and a little bit by me</span><br />
<span style="text-align: center;">crib sheets & lantern lamp via <a href="http://www.potterybarnkids.com/" target="_blank">Pottery Barn Kids</a></span><br />
<span style="text-align: center;">diaper rack via </span><a href="http://www.target.com/" style="text-align: center;" target="_blank">Target</a><span style="text-align: center;"> {and spray painted white}</span><br />
<span style="text-align: center;">sports prints by <a href="http://saintandsailorstudios.com/" target="_blank">Saint and Sailor Studios</a></span><br />
<span style="text-align: center;">Vintage Arizona Wildcats painting via <a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/DULLandBORING?ref=l2-shopheader-name" target="_blank">Dull & Boring</a></span><br />
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Wooden name cutout via <a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/lucysletters123" target="_blank">Lucy's Letters</a><br />
MN State Gopher Cutout via <a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/StateYourTeam?ref=l2-shopheader-name" target="_blank">State Your Team</a><br />
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<br />Kristin http://www.blogger.com/profile/14659874904221006718noreply@blogger.com72tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447300708717635974.post-46697741028463372502016-07-18T07:05:00.000-05:002016-07-18T07:05:00.895-05:00Little Lamb Baby Shower<div style="text-align: center;">
Last weekend I had the extreme honor of throwing my very best friend a baby shower! With the help of my mom and my other bestie Christina, I was able to put together a perfectly lovely little gender neutral celebration for the mama-to-be. </div>
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I set the tone for the shower with a lovely <a href="http://shrsl.com/?~d5on" target="_blank">silver foiled invitation</a> from <a href="http://shrsl.com/?~d5op" target="_blank">minted</a>. I felt it was the perfect way to give guests a glimpse of the decor without revealing too much or being too themey. Because the invites turned out so cute I added it to a simple silver frame which added a fun little decor piece and reminded guests how it all tied together. </div>
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When planning a party, I always like to have on focal area or as I like to call it a "party-scape" and for this one, the windows in our dining area worked perfectly. I saw the swinging lamb idea on Pinterest and just had to implement it! How cute are those little guys?! And it ended up being so easy to do! The balloons were compliments of my favorite place on earth, <a href="http://www.cornerballoonshoppe.com/" target="_blank">The Corner Balloon Shoppe</a>, per usual.</div>
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As far as other decor goes, we used beautiful white flowers throughout my house in cute little buckets and mason jars, added some adorable little gray and white lamb jammies and onesies hanging from the window and incorporated silver, gray and white wherever we could. </div>
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The shower was on a Sunday at 11am so we kept the food light and brunchy. Our mama-to-be has a gluten allergy so we kept everything gluten free and it all came together perfectly. For drinks we did a mini mimosa bar and an arrangement of n/a beverages. The desserts were the cutest little lamb cookies you ever did see by <a href="https://www.facebook.com/sometimesibakemn/?fref=ts" target="_blank">Sometimes I Bake</a> and gluten free vanilla buttercream cupcakes by yours truly. </div>
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We kept it real simple and did just one game. We filled gift bags with a baby item starting with the letter written on the bags spelling SHOWER {shampoo, hangers, onesies, wipes, enfamil & a rattle}. The guests tried to guess each of the items by feeling the bags and Libby got to bring everything home for baby! It's super easy and adds some fun decor!</div>
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For favors, I found these sweet little mini buckets and filled them with lifesaver breath mints. Super simple, matched the color scheme and something guests will use. </div>
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I'm so happy with how everything came together, but the best part of the shower was definitely getting together with so many fun ladies who love Libby almost as much as I do. We got our Vegas crew back together which was so much fun!</div>
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Since our trip less than a year ago, THREE of us have had babies and now our bachelorette is preggers! How fun is that? In fact, two of those three babies were on the <a href="http://www.mamaandmou.com/2015/09/a-very-vegas-bachelorette-party.html" target="_blank">Vegas trip</a> as little zygotes and got to meet at the shower!</div>
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Now that we're a week away from having a 3 month old, I should probably recap Nolan's second month. Am I ever going to feel caught up on life? In 18 years maybe. Month 2 was just as wonderful as month 1, this little boy completes our family and my heart in way I could have never anticipated. He is so dang sweet and now that he is smiling has me even more wrapped around his finger than before. He is still an awesome, pretty low maintenance baby who gets cuter by the day.</div>
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<b style="font-family: inherit;">Weight: </b><span style="font-family: inherit;">13 pounds, 15oz {as of his 2 month dr. appt}. He is also in the 90th + percentile in height, weight and head size! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><b>Sleep: </b>Sleeps around 9 hours each night! </span><i>Hallelujah</i><span style="font-family: inherit;">! Naps are still random but he usually takes a bunch of little cat naps with one longer one in the afternoon. However, if he's snuggling with mama, he'll sleep all day.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><b>6/5 </b>- 40 day blessing at the Greek Orthodox Church </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><b>6/9 </b>- First Swim, he liked the water but <u>did not</u> like being cold {just like his mama}.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><i>You sweet little thing, you have mama completely and totally smitten. Your little personality is starting to show which just makes us love you even more, which we didn't realize was possible! You are a rock star sleeper just like your sister which mommy and daddy really appreciate. You are such a good baby and so easy to have around, I love that I can just take you anywhere. These days with you as a teeny baby are going much too fast and I'm trying so hard to soak up every last second. I am so excited to see you reach each new milestone but at the same time wish I could keep you this small forever. It's not possible for me to love you any more and I am so proud and grateful to be your mom. </i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I could probably write 100 different posts about what it's like being a mom of two. It's wonderful in so many ways, it's challenging in so many ways and it's just a different beast than having one.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I am lucky that Nolan is a good baby and I am lucky that Kenley is a mostly good toddler. More than anything I am lucky that Jason is an incredible dad, is super involved with our kids and is super helpful with them when he's home. We divide and conquer.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">However, a couple weeks ago, Jason left town. Jason works in sales and is really good at his job and works </span><span style="font-family: inherit;">hard at it. As with any sales job, there are incentives that come along with it. My husband may just be the most competitive person on the planet and if there is an incentive up for grabs you better believe he's gonna do everything he can to earn it. For this reason, he earns quite a bit of incentive trips. So in mid-June, he went up north for a weekend of golf. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">It was me versus two for exactly 49 hours of which the first 30 went great. I was feeling on top of the world. Sure, I was tired. Sure, I was juggling a million different things. Sure, I would have loved some help. BUT, overall we were rocking it. </span>I was a multitasking machine, I mean wiping your toddler's butt with one hand while holding your baby with the other is what being a mom is all about, right?! <span style="font-family: inherit;">I'm used to being alone with my two peanuts during the day but surviving my first solo night without any kind of break felt pretty good.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Then...the ish hit the fan. Kenley became bored of me and got whiney, Nolan got fussy and dominated my attention making Kenley even more whiney. I hadn't eaten all day and was hungry. I had also developed a hacking cough from a cold I'd been battling for weeks. And then out of nowhere Kenley barfed....barfed all over herself, me and the entire kitchen. I spent the next 30 minutes listening to Nolan scream bloody murder while I bathed Kenley, put all of our clothes and the kitchen rugs in the wash and then scrubbed the whole kitchen. After what felt like an eternity, I put Kenley to bed and consoled my poor sweet baby. Once Nolan was fed and asleep it all hit me and I just cried, cried tears of sheer exhaustion. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I texted my best friend and her response was the most perfect thing anyone could have said to me in that moment..."</span>you are practicing advanced motherhood." It made me laugh, but then when I thought about it, I realized I really was. This was not the standard day. It was Me vs Two longer than I had dealt with before, Nolan was only 6 weeks old and the barf fiasco was not something that happened often, or ever really. I was practicing Advanced Motherhood and surviving. As exhausted as I was after those 49 hours, I had a new sense of confidence that even though some days are more challenging than others, I can do it. I can handle being a mom to two small kiddos. </div>
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Oh hey there! Remember me? Yea, I'm the crazy mom-of-two who still can't seem to get her head on straight! I'm hoping to get back into a swing with blogging at least somewhat regularly...but we all know I've said that before! We've been so busy and have been having so much fun, there's much to catch you all up on, starting with this past Monday - the 4th of July! </div>
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We've started a tradition with my family every year that's so much fun! We start the day on Lake Minnetonka cruising the lake and enjoying the sunshine {though this year was a tad cloudy}.</div>
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This year's boat highlights included my brother jumping off the moving pontoon while the rest of us acted panicked in an attempt to scare my mom...which was hilarious. And also, meeting up with one of my besties and her lil family for a bit.</div>
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After a great morning on the lake, we went home to regroup. My little family of four ALL slept for 3 hours which is unheard of! It was glorious and we all woke up in an awesome mood! That evening we went to the country club for fireworks and a super fun kid's festival they put on every year. Nolan was a champ and Kenley had a blast feeding the ponies, playing with bunnies in the petting zoo and getting her face painted. </div>
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It was another great fireworks show and even though Kenley was nervous about them at first ended up loving them {just has she has every year}. She had some pretty great commentary, my favorite being "ya know, fireworks kinda sound like toots." And Mr. Nolan was very unimpressed and fell asleep about halfway through them. </div>
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Note to new moms, don't decide to {finally!} share your baby's newborn photos the day they turn 2 months old....cue tears! I cannot believe how teeny Nolan looks in these photos and they were only taken two months ago! He was 5 days old when we went to visit <a href="http://www.sara-jayne.com/" target="_blank">Sara Jayne</a> in her studio and per usual I adore every last photo that Sara took!</div>
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How I am already six weeks into being a mom of two, I have no idea! Needless to say, it's flying! Before Nolan arrived, I thought a lot about the baby weight I had put on and what I was going to do about taking it off. With Kenley, I really struggled. I just did not take care of myself for the first year of her life. I was so focused on her and did not take the time or put in the effort to take care of myself - in the gym or in the kitchen. It took a toll, a big toll. Not only did I end up the heaviest I've ever been but I felt like crap. I had no energy, wasn't sleeping, my clothes didn't fit and my self esteem was damn near close to rock bottom. So needless to say, I want desperately to avoid all of that this time around. </div>
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Because of the changes I made and effort I put in once I'd hit that turning point {right after Kenley's 1st Birthday} I weighed 10 pounds less when I got pregnant with Nolan than I did when I got pregnant with Kenley. With Kenley I gained a total of 34 pounds during my pregnancy and with Nolan I gained a total of 40. So even though I gained more weight this second time, I still weighed less at the end of this one than I did at the end of my first. </div>
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I decided before I had Nolan, that I wanted to document my journey of getting back in shape and losing the baby weight. I think posting about it and setting goals will help me stay motivated but also I love so much the support that this blogging community offers. So many of you have been through this already and if even you aren't a mama so many of you have a passion for health and fitness and your ideas, wisdom, and support have been so great in the past and I hope will continue to be as I embark on losing the baby weight 2.0. And hey, maybe I will even help or inspire some other mamas along the way! </div>
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Now that I have had my 6 week postpartum visit and have been cleared to workout, I am hoping to set up monthly progress reports/recaps {time willing} to share what I've been doing, what has been working or not working and where I am in the process. I also want to set a few goals each month that I can check in on with these posts as well! Never in my wildest dreams did I think I'd be so excited to have permission to workout! </div>
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My long term goal, is to get into a healthy routine and habit that is maintainable! I want to be an active and healthy family, I want to have energy to care for my kids and I want time to myself to take care of ME. I want to feel good inside and out for myself, my husband and my kids. I do have a number on the scale I would love to hit which was 6 pounds away before I got pregnant + the 40 pounds I gained with Nolan means I am setting my official weight loss goal at <b>46 pounds</b>.<br />
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<b><span style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "garamond" , serif; font-size: 12pt;"><span style="color: #666666;">□ </span></span></span>Utilize my FitBit</b> - Since about week 34 of my pregnancy my FitBit was off. Honestly, wearing it just depressed me. I was so very tired and steps just were not happening. Seeing how few steps I took did not motivate me, it just bummed me out. So I opted to just go without it at the end. Now that I have it charged back it up I need to use it to motivate me to get those steps in and drink enough water!</div>
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<br />Kristin http://www.blogger.com/profile/14659874904221006718noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447300708717635974.post-43294653583070611962016-06-02T06:55:00.000-05:002016-06-02T06:55:09.088-05:00Nolan | One Month Old <div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">On May 22nd, our sweet boy celebrated his first month on this earth and in our family. I can very honestly say it was the fastest month of my life. Nolan is such a sweet baby and I can't believe we hit the awesome baby jackpot twice! {<i>knock on wood he keeps it up</i>} He is so chill, only really cries when he's getting his diaper changed, and is an awesome sleeper. We can already tell he is a lot like his mama, he loves to cuddle and hates being cold {two things very different from his dad and sister}. My attachment to this baby boy has really caught me off guard, I knew for sure I would love him with my whole soul as I do his sister, but something about my son just has me totally obsessed. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Here's a little recap and update on his first month of life!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><b>Weight: </b>12.2 pounds</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><b>Sleep: </b>Nolan will take a long (3-4hr) nap in n the afternoon, doses in & out from 6-10pm then sleeps around 6 hours, eats then sleeps another 2-3 hours. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><b>Daily Routine:</b> No set routine but definitely noticing some patterns (see above & below)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><b>Clothes Size:</b> Still in newborn, but those are getting snug</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><b>Hair Color: </b>Looks like it's brown but is much blonder in the light </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><b>Eye Color:</b> Super dark blue</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">4/22 - born! ...8lbs, 0oz and 20 inches long</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">4/23 - First bath {at the hospital}</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">4/24 - Home! ...7lb 9oz </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">4/26 - First doctor's appointment...7lb 14oz</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">4/27- Newborn photos with <a href="http://www.sara-jayne.com/" target="_blank">Sara Jayne</a></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">5/1- First bath at home, not a fan!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">5/5 - 2 week appt...8lb 9oz, 22in, cord fell off </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><b>Nicknames:</b> Noley, Noley Bear, Noley Cannoli</span><span style="text-align: center;"> </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><i>Just like that, you are a month old. This time around I know how quickly this all goes so I am trying my very best to cherish every moment and soak up as many newborn snuggles as I possibly can. You are such a good baby and such a sweet little thing. There is no denying that we have special bond already and we may just be two peas in a pod. It seems a weird thing to say, but I can't really believe how much I love you - you may even say I am completely obsessed with you. You have completed our family in a way that I was hoping but never really could have anticipated. I am so excited to watch you grow but don't grow too quickly now, I need more itty bitty baby snuggles first. </i></span></div>
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<br />Kristin http://www.blogger.com/profile/14659874904221006718noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447300708717635974.post-3619545408320309722016-06-01T06:55:00.000-05:002016-06-01T06:55:05.608-05:00Hospital Photos <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Being in the hospital those first hours with your new baby is a surreal and special time. You are getting to know this tiny little creature that just came out of you, you are more tired than you've ever been before, you are grateful for the help of the nurses but wish they weren't coming in every 30 minutes and you get to show off your pride and joy to visitors. Being in the hospital after having a baby is like you are in your own world, you kind of forget there is life outside of those four walls. I was so happy to have <a href="http://www.sara-jayne.com/" target="_blank">Sara Jayne</a> come and visit the morning after Nolan was born to document our time there. Nolan is only 17 hours old in these photos and I know I will cherish these forever and ever. </div>
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<br />Kristin http://www.blogger.com/profile/14659874904221006718noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447300708717635974.post-7129342943707546182016-05-26T11:16:00.001-05:002016-05-26T14:20:48.585-05:00Nolan's Birth Announcement<div style="text-align: center;">
Hi friends! I am so anxious to get back into blogging and catch everyone up on life as a family of four but as it turns out, the amount of hands free, creative, personal time that I have is approximately NONE right now! Kenley is currently on a bike ride with Jason and Nolan is napping so I am taking a quick minute to share Nolan's <a href="http://shrsl.com/?~clzh" target="_blank">Birth Announcement</a>!</div>
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I teamed up with <a href="http://shrsl.com/?~clzf" target="_blank">minted.com</a> to create these and I am so happy with how they turned out! I had mentioned in a previous post that they offer a buy now/customize later feature, so I was able to pick them out, get them purchased and ready and then just add photos and birth details once Nolan arrived. It made the process so quick and easy. PLUS, I utilized their <a href="http://shrsl.com/?~clzk" target="_blank">free address printing</a> and adorable return address skinny wraps which made stuffing and sending so quick and painless. Had I not used that, these puppies would still be sitting here waiting to be sent. </div>
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<br />Kristin http://www.blogger.com/profile/14659874904221006718noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447300708717635974.post-6780293877997823552016-05-12T06:55:00.000-05:002016-05-12T06:55:03.162-05:00Nolan's Birth Story {part two}<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>Read</i>: <a href="http://www.mamaandmou.com/2016/05/nolans-birth-story-part-one.html" target="_blank">Nolan's Birth Story {part one}</a></b></div>
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Surprisingly, despite my nerves {and giant belly}, I was able to get a really good night's sleep. When my alarm went off at 6:25am on Friday, April 22nd I felt nervous and excited, really excited. I called Labor & Delivery to be sure they had space for us and they gave us the green light! It was time to head to the hospital and have a baby! </div>
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We arrived at the hospital right at 7:30am and our room was ready and waiting for us. We met our nurse, Sandy, and loved her instantly. After what felt like a million questions were answered, the birth plan was discussed and the hospital gown was put on we were ready to get things going. </div>
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I got hooked right up to the fetal monitor to track contractions and baby's heart rate and then got an IV of antibiotics as I had tested positive for Group B Strep. Around 8am the doctor {not my doctor but another wonderful one from her office} came in for the first time. We went over my birth hopes and discussed our plan of attack. She checked my progress and I was still 3cm dilated and 80% effaced, same as I had been at my appointment that Tuesday. At 8:15am she broke my water. Outfitted in a giant pad and hooked up to one of those rolling IV thingys, Jason and I hit the halls in hopes of walking our way into labor. We were given two hours to walk and if nothing happened we'd have to start Pitocin {which I really, really was hoping to avoid}. </div>
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While it was nice to be up and moving around, I was leaking so much fluid that walking was pretty uncomfortable. We had to head back to the room every 15 minutes or so so that I could use the restroom and clean up. Really lovely. At one point Jason said "you have used the word 'gush' way too many times today." At 9:15am, Sandy, asked that we return to the room quick so she could check baby's heart rate. This time, she hooked me up to a mobile monitor so we could take it with us while we walked. After heading back out to the halls I started to lose it a bit. I was walking around hooked up to this machine with cords everywhere, the monitor beeping, the IV hanging and I just started feeling overwhelmed and like everything I was wanting to avoid was happening. I told Jason I just wanted to head to the room and at this point we pulled out the secret weapon...FRIENDS. I decided to sit on a birthing ball to see if maybe that would help my progress. </div>
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At 10:22am, with no contractions happening yet, it was time for the P word. I instantly tensed up, got emotional and felt scared. Sweet nurse Sandy sensed this right away and told me she'd start with the absolute lowest dose, so 6 drops of Pitocin it was. Shortly after the Pit was started, my mom arrived. We spent the next 45 minutes or so just hanging out, watching Friends and waiting for something to happen. </div>
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I did start to have some minor contractions but they weren't really painful or even really worth noting. I was happy to feel things happening but it still didn't feel like the real thing. At 11:01am {I love Jason's detailed notes}, Sandy came back and I had to hop back into bed. When I was on the birthing ball, baby's position changed into a spot where they weren't able to get a good heart rate read. Sandy fixed the monitor, looked everything over and then suggested we up the Pit again as the contractions were still weak and irregular. We once again we did 6 drops.<br />
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That seemed to do the trick because shortly after the contractions started to come fast and furious. Jason joked that of course it was 12 drops that worked because 12 is my favorite number. I had Jason start to track the contractions and was thrilled to find they were coming every 3-4 minutes, but weren't all that painful yet. It didn't take long for them to get stronger and soon I was asking that everyone be quiet during them, was standing, leaning over the little table tray, swaying my hips and chanting "owwwie, owwie, owwwwwie" which is the exact same thing I did with Kenley. Jason, my mom and nurse Sandy were all so encouraging with their words and made me feel like I was handling the contractions like a champ - it was such a positive and even fun atmosphere.<br />
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At 12:04pm, it was time for another check. This time I was 5cm dilated and 90% effaced. I was so excited that I was making progress. At this point we also talked about pain management. I told Sandy that I wasn't against getting an epidural and likely wanted one but didn't want it until I got myself to 7cm {one of my birth hopes}.<br />
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The contractions started getting much stronger and were right on top of each other. I felt them more in my back but the back labor was nothing compared to what I had with Kenley {she was sunnyside up} and I could feel a good amount of pressure as baby got lower. Once they got really strong I asked that we turn Friends off and I think that's when everyone knew we were really in business. Pitocin contractions are notorious for being stronger and more painful but honestly, the contractions I was having late in the game were the same in strength as my contractions were before even getting to the hospital with Kenley. I don't know if it's because my body had done it before, because I was in much better shape or what but I handled them so much better than the first time.<br />
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The awesome anesthesiologist arrived about 15 minutes later. He was so cool and did his best to work around my contractions. He was also so positive and cheered me on as I worked through the contractions that were coming so fast. At 1:26pm, the epidural was in on the first try and I felt very little pain as it was inserted. Again, such a better experience than with Kenley. My left foot started to tingle instantly and within minutes I felt sweet relief from the contractions. I could still feel some pressure which I appreciated as I knew it would come in handy when it was time to push. The only negative side effects were that my legs each felt about 200 pounds and my boobs itched like crazy. Epidurals are so weird.<br />
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At this point, it hit me how unbelievably hungry I was. That "light but protein packed" breakfast I was suggested to have just was not cutting it and I had used every ounce of energy I had getting through those contractions. I drank an apple juice and ate a popsicle in hopes the sugar would give me a boost, but I was just spent. I also started to get more and more nauseas. My mom noticed the color had left my face and suggested a ginger ale. It tasted absolutely disgusting, but I choked it down anyways. After some time, the color returned to my face and I felt better, starving, but better. </div>
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Around 2:30pm Sandy gave me another check and I was thrilled to learn I was fully dilated with only a small "lip" of my cervix remaining. Because baby was still working on getting lower, we decided to let the contractions push him down versus starting to push too early. Because I wasn't feeling so hot, I was more than fine with just hanging out, resting and taking some time to regroup before having to push. The only downside to that was that our sweet Sandy was off duty at 3pm. I really thought I might cry when she left us. Our new nurse, Kayla, was also awesome so even though we missed Sandy, we knew I was in good hands. </div>
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At 4pm, we all agreed I was ready to push, but of course it was also time for a shift change between doctors. The doctor who had been with me all morning said the next doctor would be arriving shortly, he was down the street at one of the malls. We all found this hysterical and were joking about what he could possibly be shopping for to keep him from the hospital. It was decided he must be picking up something on behalf of Jason from Tiffany's {no such luck on that one}. </div>
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At 4:41pm the new doctor {who was actually the one I saw when I was trying to get cleared to fly to Colorado and was awesome} arrived and it was time to push! My legs were absolute tree trunks so in order to push I had to hold on under my thighs while Jason and Kayla each had a foot. As I was pushing I was seeing stars, everyone was cheering for me to push harder and I was telling myself if you push any harder you're going to pass out. In between pushes I felt so nauseous my face was either in a barf bag or an oxygen mask. As baby got low enough, the doctor noticed the cord was around his neck. I was instantly terrified but he assured me that baby was low enough that he could get him out quickly if needed. It turned out the cord was so long it was a non-issue, thank God! </div>
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With the doctor and Kayla cheering me on and my husband saying all the most perfect and motivating things, I pushed with all my might and at 5:28pm felt my son make his entrance into the world and heard his raspy little cry for the first time. I looked down and saw his face and have never felt more proud or relieved. He was here! My Nolan was finally here! </div>
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I got to hold him on my belly for several minutes while the cord finished pulsing. Because it had been wrapped around his neck, the nurse took him to give him a good once over. Thankfully, he was absolutely perfect! Nolan weighed exactly 8 pounds and measured in at 20 inches long, though we think he was probably a bit longer than that {based on his measurements at his 2 weeks appointment}.</div>
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We spent the first hour of Nolan's life, just the three of us. We were completely mesmerized by him and couldn't believe how much he looked like his big sister. We did skin to skin and let Nolan give nursing a try, he latched right away and even though he didn't eat for long, caught on right away. </div>
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I've been dragging my feet writing Nolan's birth story because I just didn't know where to start or how to put that day into words. As I finally sit here sipping my Iced Chai with my little guy asleep right next to me, I am feeling kind of blue that it is all over. When you are pregnant all you want is for that baby to get here and now that he is here I feel as though it all went too fast. Knowing this is my last baby has definitely heightened my sensitivity to everything and I'm sad about how quickly time is passing by. But nonetheless, grab a cup of coffee or a glass of wine {or both!} and get ready for one heck of a post. I don't want to forget a single detail about the day my son was born, so this is going to be lengthy.<br />
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The weeks leading up to Nolan's birth day were unlike anything I could have anticipated. As I'm sure most women who are 37+ weeks pregnant, I was feeling tired, achy, huge, uncomfortable, anxious but also excited and so ready to meet my baby. We had our hospital bags packed, the nursery was finished and all that was left to do was wonder when our little guy would decide to show up.<br />
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When my grandma unexpectedly passed away on April 12th {I was 37w4d}, I fell apart. I couldn't believe the timing of it all. I bounced between every emotion you could think of but more than anything was devastated beyond belief that I wasn't able to fly to Colorado to mourn with my family and be at my grandmother's funeral. Of course, the health of my baby was priority number one but it was hard. Really hard. It was also hard to be filled with so much sadness and grief during a time that was supposed to be filled with an excited anticipation. Needless to say, it was a very hazy week.<br />
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At my 38 week appointment on April 15th {the day before my grandma's funeral} my doctor suggested inducing me at 39 weeks because of Ziggy's potential size. He had been consistently measuring big in all of the ultrasounds from 12 weeks on and knowing my super strong desire to avoid a c-section my doctor thought this was the best option. Being induced early went against all of my <a href="http://www.mamaandmou.com/2016/03/the-birth-hope.html" target="_blank">Birth Hopes</a> and everything I wanted for the birth of my son but after having a really good in depth and honest conversation with my doctor who I love and trust so much I decided we would go ahead with the induction. I should also note that in the entire 38 weeks of my pregnancy that was the first appointment I went to alone {by choice} and I sobbed uncontrollably when my doctor walked in the room and said "How are you doing?" Again, I adore my doctor and that appointment ended up being more like a mini therapy session.<br />
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As good as I felt about the decision, the timing was difficult. My mom was still in Denver with my grandpa and was supposed to be heading back to Arizona before driving home for the summer. Thankfully, she was able to get a flight home and my awesome stepdad made the trek from AZ to MN without her. Also crappy timing, my dad and stepmom were leaving town for the basketball tournament we run every year in Denver, so if baby didn't come before 39 weeks, they would be gone for his birth. I was super emotional about my dad being gone but at the end of the day, I had to do what was best for me and Ziggy. Everyone kept telling me to "just take care of that baby" so that is exactly what I did.<br />
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That following Tuesday, April 19th {38w3d}, I went back to see my doctor and have my membranes stripped. The hope was that this would get labor started in a more natural way and save me from having to be induced. I went straight from the doctor's office to the gym and took another walk that night {in the rain} desperate to get things moving.<br />
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Over the next two days my Braxton Hicks got stronger and a couple even felt like the real deal but were never consistent or "real" enough to track or time. I thought we were for sure in business when I lost my mucus plug in the Holiday gas station bathroom after walking around the lake with my mom and Kenley...but no such luck.<br />
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And just like that it was Thursday, April 21st the day before I was to be induced and no real signs of labor were apparent. This is when the doubt and fear set in. Is this what I really wanted? Is this truly what is best for the baby? What if... What if... What if...<br />
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I cried and I prayed and I talked to my very patient husband who reminded me of my great conversation with my doctor. He reminded me of all the reasons why we made this choice and reminded me that tomorrow was the day I was finally going to meet my son. I thought about my grandma watching over me and I felt her giving me strength...this was it...our baby was coming TOMORROW one way or another.<br />
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As instructed, I called to schedule our induction. I left a message for the nurse and after waiting over an hour for a return phone call I called again....don't make an anxious pregnant woman wait for the phone to ring! That's just cruel. This time she answered, found my paperwork and then informed me that they didn't have any openings for Friday but I could come in on Saturday or Sunday if I'd like. She said it so nonchalantly as if I were scheduling a hair appointment or something. Turns out, my doctor had written down the wrong hospital because I had seen her at a different office than usual on that Tuesday. Thankfully the nurse confirmed the hospital and we caught the mistake but of course, she'd have to check with my hospital and then call me back. It ended up all working out and we were set at the correct hospital for the following morning. I was to call and check in at 6:30am to be sure there was a room available but other than that, we were good to go.<br />
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Kenley was at school that morning but after I picked her up and we both napped we spent the rest of the afternoon together, uninterrupted. We made a Play-Doh garden, had a tea party and packed her suitcase. Once Jason was home from work we had a nice family dinner and then took Kenley out for ice cream. Naturally, I was super emotional about my final hours with Kenley as my only. She, on the other hand, was PUMPED!<br />
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We brought Kenley to my mom's for a sleepover that night. We had to be at the hospital so early that it was better for all of us to drop her the night before, but spending the night without my sweet daughter was, of course, emotional...are you sensing a theme here?<br />
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The nurse I had talked to suggested I eat a light but protein filled breakfast before heading to the hospital. Knowing myself and knowing I'd be nervous I knew I would not have an appetite, so Jason and I swung by Target to get some protein powder so I could choke down a shake in the morning.<br />
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We got home around 8pm and decided to walk the neighborhood in one last ditch effort to get the ball rolling. However, deep down I knew that being induced was how this story was going to play out. Our neighborhood walk lead us to a restaurant near our house where we split an awesomely huge plate of nachos. As nervous as I was, it was so fun having a little date night with my hubby before we had our second baby. It really was a perfect night just the two of us.<br />
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<br />Kristin http://www.blogger.com/profile/14659874904221006718noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447300708717635974.post-35778729681199516212016-04-29T06:55:00.000-05:002016-04-29T06:55:00.170-05:00Nolan | Week One<div style="text-align: center;">
<b>Friday, April 29th. </b>The one day I have had on my mind since mid August when I found out I was pregnant with our second baby. Now, here we are on my due date and our little man is already one week old. </div>
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I cannot believe it has already been a full week since Nolan joined our family, I can't think about how quickly time is already moving or I cry...no joke {thanks hormones}.<br />
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Life as a family of four is going great. I am feeling really good, Nolan is an awesome baby and we are all adjusting to this new normal. I can't wait to share more about his birth, his amazing big sister and all the wonderful things that I love so much about my sweet son. </div>
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This first week has been a whirlwind of visitors, a newborn photo shoot, a first doctor's appointment, dirty diapers, late night feedings and getting in the swing of having a newborn again. It's overwhelming and crazy but overall so great. I really can't get over how much I love this little boy. I am one smitten mama.<br />
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So far what we know about Nolan is that he hates having his diaper changed {it's the only time he cries}, he eats every 2.5 - 3 hours, he loves to chew on his hands, he only sneezes in multiples {usually 2 or 3 but he's had as many as 5 in a row}, he is notorious for pooping one minute after being changed, makes the craziest dinosaur noises when he's hungry and has the cutest little gas smile I've ever seen.<br />
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This kiddo has only been nursing for 10-15 minutes at a time and only on one side then he passes out so hard it's nearly impossible to wake him and if I do he has no interest in eating more. He has had plenty of wet and dirty diapers but when we took him to his first appointment on Tuesday {at 4 days old} I thought for sure he was going to be down even more from the 7lb 9oz he was when we left the hospital BUT it turns out my little man is just an efficient little eater as he was up to 7lb 14oz just 2oz away from his birth weight! HOORAY! And yay for efficiency!</div>
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As to be expected when you have a brand new baby, every day has highs and lows. I'm tired, emotional and sore but I am madly in love with this baby boy, my daughter and my husband who has been beyond incredible. I am just so grateful for this life and this little family and my heart feels complete. I'm off to snuggle my babies all weekend and attempt to not cry every five minutes. </div>
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<br />Kristin http://www.blogger.com/profile/14659874904221006718noreply@blogger.com22tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447300708717635974.post-49110795766869756312016-04-20T08:27:00.000-05:002016-04-20T08:27:12.786-05:00A Note to Ziggy Boy<div style="text-align: center;">
Dear Baby Boy,<br />
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It was just over 8 months ago that I saw the very faintest of second pink lines on a test and our world was once again turned upside down. As panicked and nervous as I was, I was also so very excited. I had a feeling from that day on that you were the baby boy I have been praying for for a long time. We started our time together in Las Vegas for 4 days celebrating your Auntie Libby's bachelorette party. It wasn't ideal to say the least, but looking back I love so much that you were on that trip with me and it was during that weekend that your nickname, Ziggy, was created.<br />
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It was so tough to keep you a secret for those first couple of months, but once it was safe to tell the world I was so, so, so excited to do so! Me, your daddy and your big sister are so thrilled that you are joining our crazy little family and all of the notes of congrats and excited family and friends made us even more excited!<br />
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As happy as I am to have you growing in my tummy, you haven't been the nicest to your mom. I haven't felt the best and you've had me worried on multiple occasions for multiple things. From an ER visit, fluid around your heart and being breech for a few weeks, you've definitely made these past 8 months interesting. The silver lining, though, is that I've had the opportunity to see your sweet little face quite a few times. </div>
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I must say the highlight of the past 8 months was finding out that you were in fact a little BOY! The second I heard the words "It's a Boy" I started crying and I've teared up on multiple occasions since, knowing that I am lucky enough to have a daughter and a son fills me with so much joy and gratitude...plus your mama is a crier {you've been warned}.</div>
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I should also mention that I really hope you love your room! I spent months agonizing over every last detail and spent hours upon hours priming and painting and decorating and making it as perfect as I possibly could. I cannot wait to bring you home and show you this special space that I created just for you.<br />
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I'm not going to lie to you Ziggy boy, I am not one of those women who loves being pregnant. I am eternally grateful for the opportunity to have carried two babies and experiencing this miracle is unlike anything I will ever do again. While I may not bask in the process and love all the symptoms and side effects that come with growing a baby, there is so much that I cherish about this time and will {<i>gasp</i>} miss.<br />
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This ever expanding belly of mine is one part of both pregnancies that hasn't bothered me one bit. I love seeing this tummy grow as it means the baby inside is growing. Sure, there's an awkward phase towards the start where it looks like I ate one too many doritos, but even that part is kind of fun because I know the truth and the truth is that there is a little lemon sized baby squirming around in there with all the doritos and really, that phase of it is so short.<br />
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Hands down the best part, however, is feeling you move inside of this bump. Every pop and wiggle and even the big somersaults and rib jabs provide a feeling of comfort that all is OK in there. It is such a surreal thing to know all those flicks and flutters are YOU, a real live baby! While I know the one I feel inside and the one I will soon meet face-to-face are both you, it sort of feels like there are two different babies. It's like I know you, Ziggy, and no one else does. You are my baby boy and only I truly know all that is going on inside, we have our own little world you and me. It's not always a glamorous one and there is definitely a price that comes with this honor but I will miss this special time when it's only us. </div>
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As much as I love hogging you all to myself and feeling the miracle that you are in my belly, I am ready to share you. I am ready to see your face and kiss you. I am ready for you to meet your daddy and your big sister, your grandparents and all your incredible aunties and uncles. You are one loved little man and I cannot wait to introduce you to everyone and show you off with pride. </div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Last Tuesday, April 12 in the early hours of the morning, God called my grandma to Heaven and she peacefully obeyed. It was Parkinson's Disease that forced her from this world sooner than what should have been but knowing that her soul is freed from a body that hurt for so many years is comforting despite the sadness I am feeling. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">My family is incredibly close and I have always had a very special bond with my grandma, so this news sent a pain through me like I have never felt and a sadness I have never known. My mom and stepdad, aunt and uncle, cousin and brother were all able to arrive in Denver to be by my grandpa's side, grieve together and arrange the details of my grandma's funeral. I, at nearly 38 weeks pregnant, was unable to do so. I saw the first doctor I could get in to and prayed for some miracle chance to be able to join my family - even if for only 24 hours. Unfortunately, because of the progress I have already made, the changes in air pressure when flying and the altitude change in Denver they couldn't sign off on letting me travel (and the airlines wouldn't let me on without a doctor's permission). </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I appreciate so much the words of sympathy and comfort you have all shared over the past week. I'm so grateful to have the incredible people in my life that I do and I promise I have read, been touched by and appreciate every last word you have sent my way. </span><br />
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Kristin http://www.blogger.com/profile/14659874904221006718noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447300708717635974.post-48060529769389003902016-04-08T06:55:00.000-05:002016-04-08T06:55:07.324-05:00Let's Make Kim & Kanye Disappear!<div style="text-align: center;">
We are in the midst of a presidential election and while I typically keep my political opinions relatively to myself, this is one issue I just can no longer keep quiet on. You guys, if we work together, we can make Kim & Kanye disappear. </div>
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I don't know them personally, but based on how they portray themselves via social media, reality TV and interviews....they're kind of the worst. Can we agree they may actually be the two most self involved people on the planet and offer very little to society? Like, hi, maybe donate some of those millions you have piling up instead of bragging about how rich you are and how much stuff you have. Just a thought.</div>
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Anyways, this is random, but I got to thinking. How do we make them go away? I'm so sick of their crap. Then it hit me, if no one cared, they'd have to go away. </div>
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So I am proposing that everyone take a minute to unfollow them on all social media outlets. Erase that show from your DVR. Don't click, no matter how tempting, on those E! News and TMZ links about their escapades. If we don't watch or read and the interest goes down, celeb news outlets will go back to reporting on Miley and Lindsay Lohan and way more acceptable crazies. </div>
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It will be a long tough road, you know those two won't go down without a fight but I really think the human race is primarily good and if we all work together and fight for what we truly believe in, lead by example and stick to our guns we really can make a difference and get these two on the D List.</div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">One of the things I really regret about Kenley's birth is not taking more photos in the hospital. Sure, we took a photo of everyone who came to visit and snapped a bunch on our phones, but I really wish we had quality photos from the day that changed our lives forever and definitely more photos of us as a brand new family of three. I've seen some absolutely beautiful hospital shots and it makes me really jealous and kind of sad that I don't have those for Kenley.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">With Ziggy boy on the way, I am enlisting one of my best buddies and super star photographer Sara of <a href="http://www.sara-jayne.com/" target="_blank">Sara Jayne Photography</a> to come to the hospital and document our time there. The actual birth itself will still be just me and Jason but I can't wait for Sara to visit us afterwards once we are in recovery and all cleaned up! I am really excited to have these photos and have been looking at inspiration and ideas via <a href="http://www.pinterest.com/mamaandmou" target="_blank">Pinterest</a> {obviously}. Here are some of my favorites: </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Now please excuse me while I go apply more makeup, because seeing newborn babies puts me right over the edge these days!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Follow me on Pinterest or check our my Hospital Photography board to see more! </span></div>
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This pregnancy has definitely been tougher on me than my pregnancy with Kenley. The majority of the past 9 months I've just been exhausted and sore and completely void of energy. I'm grateful that nothing major has gone wrong and that all of my symptoms have been considered "normal" but I am at the point where I am so, so, so ready to just feel GOOD. </div>
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I love having this belly and feeling my baby move is the absolute coolest thing I will ever experience and I know I am going to miss it so much, but the thought of not having a 10-15 pound bowling ball protruding out of me sounds pretty great! I'm also excited for energy...sure it will probably take some time to settle into a routine, recover from childbirth and get a decent stretch of sleep but being able to walk up the stairs without getting winded is going to be such a treat! </div>
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I've already started thinking about and brainstorming some ideas and plans for getting back into shape after baby is born and I can't believe I am about to say this but <b>I CAN'T WAIT!</b> I am so excited to run and sweat and feel sore {from a workout not just from getting up off the couch}. I'm excited to eat healthy food without having to choke it down and chase it with breakfast cereal. I'm excited to see the number on the scale go down instead of up. I'm excited to wear pants that don't go up to my boobs.</div>
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I had the very best intentions of making this a super healthy and fit pregnancy - and truly, I did an OK job - however, as a friend recently said "when you are growing a human some days all you can handle is existing." And really, that is so true. You can't beat yourself about not having energy. You can't feel bad about skipping a workout or eating one too many brownies. Yes, it's of utmost importance to take good care of yourself but a lot of times that just means taking an extra nap. Even if you accomplish NOTHING all day long, you are still growing a person and that is more than enough.</div>
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With the arrival of family member number four just around the corner, a lot of conversations are revolving around a new baby in our house. I thought it would be fun to sit down with the big-sister-to-be and get her take on stepping into her new role. </div>
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<b>Are you excited about becoming a big sister?</b> "Yea. Then I will not be a kid anymore."<br />
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<b>What color eyes do you think he will have?</b> "Brown. Or blue eyes. Or maybe white eyes."<br />
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<b>What are you going to say to him when you meet him?</b> "Happy Birfday Ziggy!"<br />
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<b style="text-align: center;">When do you think ziggy is going to come?</b><span style="text-align: center;"> "When all of our dots are gone." {<i>in reference to the countdown we made</i>}</span><br />
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I can't get over how sweet this little girl is and how excited she is about this baby! I know that this is going to be a monster adjustment for all of us, but I am so confident in how she will handle it and can't wait to see her interact with her baby brother. She overheard me talking to Jason the other night about how I am feeling emotional about her not being the baby and my only anymore and shortly after she came up to me, gave me a big hug and said "Don't worry mommy, I'll always be your baby." I mean just melt my frickin' heart on the spot. She also told me over the weekend, "mom I was the cutest baby ever, but now it's Ziggy's turn." </div>
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This past week has been pretty great! I was actually able to get a couple of good night's sleep and, wow, does that make a huge difference! I've had several days of feeling awesome and energized and it's been a very welcome change. I've been able to get some cleaning and organizing done around the house which makes a nesting mama's heart happy. </div>
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The highlight of the week, though, was definitely our 36 weeks appointment {on Friday}! Ziggy boy cooperated for the first time in his 36 weeks and is now HEAD DOWN! The ultrasound tech mentioned it immediately not knowing he had been breech and I burst into tears of relief. It totally caught her off guard and was like "had a known that was such a big deal I would have made a more dramatic announcement." It was pretty great. </div>
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Ziggy is currently measuring at 7lb 2oz, which is <i>LARGE</i>. That would put him somewhere around 9lbs at my due date. Of course, these ultrasound's aren't exact and we were told the later you are in pregnancy the less accurate the measurements get and that typically there is a 1-2 pound cushion you have to consider. So while we know this guy is going to big, I am hoping he's not too big to push out. </div>
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Our appointment wasn't without drama of course. I swear every time we go in there's something outside the ordinary. Thankfully it hasn't ever been anything super serious but I would just love to go in hear all is perfect and then leave. After our ultrasound the tech informed my doctor that Ziggy's heart rate was pretty low, and so they ordered a Non-Stress Test. Thankfully, Ziggy passed that just fine but it was 30 minutes of wondering what was wrong and what would happen if he didn't pass. </div>
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<span style="color: #999999; font-family: inherit;">I woke up on Wednesday morning in a complete and total panic that this baby was going to come any second and I'm not ready. Which, when a rational personal looks at it is so silly because 1. my due date is still 4 weeks away and 2. we have a car seat and my boobs and truly those are the only things we absolutely NEED to bring a new human into the world. But the feeling of uncontrollable irrational panic took me over. When I actually talked it out with my pals {thanks <a href="http://www.lifeloveandpuppyprints.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Beeb</a> & <a href="http://www.lovefunandfootball.com/" target="_blank">Erin</a>}, I realized that reality is sinking in. This is actually happening and it's happening soon. I am having another baby. Labor 2.0. Childbirth 2.0. Crazy, hazy, emotional, exhausting newborn stage 2.0. And, I had my first "Kenley's not going to be my baby" tear-fest. The good news though, is that it lit a fire under me to finish a couple a couple of {not-so-pressing-but-still-there} to do list items and I can now say that according to the list we are "READY" for this baby. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #999999; font-family: inherit;">Once my second Sprinkle came and went, it was game on and I was in full blown nesting mode. Some of my friends were giving me a hard time for getting things done so early but I told them that I'd rather be ready and have to wait for baby then to have him come early and not be ready. And let me tell you, despite Wednesday's panic, it feels really good to feel "ready".</span><br />
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Both Kenley's <a href="http://www.deltachildren.com/products/canton-4-in-1-crib-black?variant=11176641539" target="_blank">crib</a> and <a href="http://www.deltachildren.com/products/canton-eclipse-dresser-black?variant=15946721411" target="_blank">dresser</a> are Delta Children brand and we have loved the quality and design of both and as a result looked at only Delta products when searching for a crib for Ziggy. Some cribs are made so cheaply and yet are still priced the same as the competitors, so we felt good knowing we were getting a good product for the money that would be spent. We ordered another 4-in-1 convertible crib for Zigs {the <a href="http://www.deltachildren.com/products/haven-4-in-1-crib-white" target="_blank">Haven</a>} so that the bed can grow with him as it has and will continue to with Kenley. </div>
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My mom was kind enough to gift us the crib and I was so excited to put it together. There is something about assembling the crib that feels like such a huge milestone in the whole pregnancy process. But, I was absolutely crushed when I noticed that the front rail of the crib was warped, the back rail of the crib didn't fit together right leaving a noticeable gap in the corner along with 3-4 other minor issues. </div>
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This crib is something my mom had spent a good chunk of money on and something we were hoping to have for many, many years so for it to not be perfect was so disappointing. As a hormonal mama-to-be, my first thought was to write a flame-a-gram to the customer service department about how ashamed they should be to send out a product in this condition. Thankfully, I cooled down, gathered my emotions and decided instead to check online for their "damaged goods" policies. I was defeated when I read that they asked for returned products to be shipped back in the original packaging within 10 days. Because I had been painting the nursery, our crib had been sitting in our living room for a week and a half and would not make it back in 10 days. Plus, un-assembling the entire crib, packing it back up and shipping that enormous box just really did not feel like an option. </div>
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So, I gave the customer service department a call and without even having to tap into my prepared sob story, I was told they would ship me replacement pieces at no charge and they would be at my door in 5-7 days. Which they were. Unfortunately, the replacement pieces only seemed to make matters worse and I was left a defunct crib and a half and two giant boxes I didn't want to throw out until I knew if I had to return this crib aka <b>A MESS</b>.<br />
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I gave customer service a call once again and this time the process was more involved and frankly more annoying. Clearly, the original crib that we received was a lemon and therefore nothing was going to work. It ended up being about 3 weeks of back and forth emailing and phone calling and then I lost it. I'm pregnant, I'm nesting and my baby needs a crib...a good one. So I basically told them I needed my {mom's} money back or I needed a new crib and right away. They did send me a brand new crib, one that took 3 incredibly long and torturous weeks to be delivered, but that was perfect.<br />
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This was a far from ideal way to get Ziggy's crib and while it was frustrating and annoying, I can look back with a clear mind and say that the people at Delta Children were incredibly kind. understanding and helpful during the whole thing and I greatly appreciate that they took care of the problem and made it right. I love the crib we chose and am so happy that it all worked out.</div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Happy Hump Day friends! You are in luck because I have another awesome giveaway for you today! You may have noticed that <a href="http://www.mamaandmou.com/2016/03/kenleys-big-sister-gift.html" target="_blank">Kenley's big sister bag</a> included an adorable custom tumbler which I found at <a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/PBandJsDesigns" target="_blank">PBandJDesigns</a>. I hadn't really planned on doing a tumbler or cup of any kind really in her bag but when I came across this shop I just had to have it and now it's my favorite part of the bag!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">It's a little silly how much I love this cup. Kenley thinks drinking out of my tumblers is the coolest so I know she is going to flip when she has her very own, and with her name on it? She'll spaz! <a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/PBandJsDesigns" target="_blank">Paige</a> worked with me to figure out the perfect colors to coordinate with the bag and the shirt and it came out perfectly! The tumbler is great quality and I know it something we will get a ton of use out of!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/PBandJsDesigns" target="_blank">Paige's shop</a> is filled with adorable custom tumblers, t-shirts, personalized party cups and etched glass! The tumblers are perfect for a bridal party gift or if you are planning a Bachelorette Party....grab a custom glass for everyone to use to "hydrate" with! Also, custom party cups will definitely be making an appearance at my next party - why didn't I think of that before? Such a fun and easy way to add some extra decor!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span>Kristin http://www.blogger.com/profile/14659874904221006718noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447300708717635974.post-57098337684704179772016-03-29T06:55:00.000-05:002016-03-29T06:55:06.648-05:00What to Pack for the Hospital<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="color: #999999; font-family: inherit;">With <b>ONE MONTH</b> {from today!!!} until my due date, it was time to get our bags together. Kenley was born a week past her due date but who knows what this one will do, so it's good to be prepared. There are a few things things that will need to be thrown in last minute as we use them every day but having our bags mostly done and knowing it won't be a last second scramble to collect our things while I'm huffing and puffing through contractions is a relief. Being that this is the second time I am doing this, I feel like I learned from the first time and was able to eliminate and consolidate what I am packing. Here's what I feel are the essentials for giving birth at the hospital. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #999999; font-family: inherit;">Last time, I brought entirely too much stuff for myself. I think I had like 3 pairs of underwear packed of which I wore one pair on the way home {those mesh underwear things they give you are actually great when you're just sitting in a hospital bed with a 20 pound pad on}. This time around, I am bringing basically no clothes, I figure I will wear <b>TO</b> the hospital what I plan to come home in as I'll be changing into a gown as soon as I get there and will just hang in a comfy nightie and robe once we're in recovery {I got <a href="http://www.kohls.com/product/prd-2106257/oh-baby-by-motherhood-nursing-gown-robe-set-maternity.jsp?ci_mcc=ci&utm_campaign=MATERNITY&utm_medium=CSE&utm_source=google&utm_product=99089416&CID=shopping15&ci_src=17588969&ci_sku=99089416&gclid=Cj0KEQiAsP-2BRCFl4Lb2NTJttEBEiQAmj2tbfSOyE-tId6DING_v4aUC5b-T0nXnZWwbvIw_njgvQkaAs1d8P8HAQ&gclsrc=aw.ds&dclid=CLK9stvts8sCFYWmaQod8XkCIw" target="_blank">this one</a> so that I feel somewhat cute}. If I end up with a C-section I may need some extra stuff but I figure I can cross that bridge then - we live less than 10 minutes from the hospital so having Jason run home for things or asking someone to grab stuff for us would be easy. So really, I'm just packing the absolute basics and essentials for myself.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: inherit;"><span style="background: white; color: #999999; font-family: inherit;">As far as those extras go, I think it's really to each their own. Whatever you can't possibly spend a day or two without, should come with you. With Kenley, we had friends and family bringing us food all day long so all the snacks we packed went un-opened. This time we'll bring some granola bars and a couple of Gatorades just in case but other than that the hospital has food/drinks or we'll ask our parents to help feed us. Dad - you're on milkshake duty again! Other than that we'll just bring our camera, laptop and phone chargers along with some of my FRIENDS dvds for entertainment. And really, that's it.</span></span></div>
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<span style="background: white;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: inherit;">And one last tip, I made a list of all the last minute things we need to throw in the bag before we head out the door and left it on the top of my bag {makeup, phone chargers, wallet, etc} because you just never know what of situation you will find yourself in, so in case it's a more rushed/panicked one having the list will make grabbing that stuff super quick and efficient and will prevent you from forgetting anything.</span></span></div>
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<br />Kristin http://www.blogger.com/profile/14659874904221006718noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447300708717635974.post-89314794756939191952016-03-28T06:55:00.000-05:002016-03-28T07:56:44.355-05:00{bump two} 35 weeks<div style="text-align: center;">
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<b>Mom</b> :: +32lbs // <b>Baby</b> :: over 18inches & 5.25lb {a honeydew!}</div>
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Most of baby's basic development is now complete and he'll spend the next few weeks just putting on weight!<br />
<b><span style="font-size: large;">35 days til Due Date!</span></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I'm not going to lie, I feel like I have been pregnant for an eternity. Everyone who has had a second baby warned me that the the second pregnancy flies by in the blink of an eye and that definitely has not been my experience. It's definitely been different than first, but feels like it is just inching along. Yet, somehow, I am still in disbelief that I'm nearing the end and this baby boy will be joining us sometime in the next month-ish.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">The symptoms are still pretty much the same - no sleep, extreme heartburn, head-to-toe discomfort. It's not pretty and I feel like crap most of the day every day. BUT, I know this will all be over soon and it will be worth every second. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">My OB appointment last week was pretty uneventful, it was just a quick one. Ziggy's heartbeat was nice and strong and I was measuring right at 34 weeks, which was unexpected since I've been measuring big the whole time. Unfortunately, my Dr. wasn't able to tell Zig's position. Based on where she could feel his feet and found the heartbeat she <i>THINKS</i> he is head down, but she wasn't able to find his head...so his position remains a question until our 36 weeks appointment coming up this Friday.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I am pretty sick of being pregnant at this point {am I allowed to say that?}, or at least sick of feeling crappy but I am getting SO EXCITED to meet my son! I still can't get over the fact that I am about to have a baby boy and as we finish up the last of baby prep I find myself getting more and more excited to see him and hold him! His room is officially done and that makes me so happy! I love it so much and often find myself just standing in the doorway daydreaming. It's all just crazy and surreal and emotional and I will likely be a big ol mess for the next 5 weeks!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="http://www.mamaandmou.com/2012/10/my-belly-35-weeks.html" target="_blank">35 weeks with Kenley.</a></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Congrats to my real life friend Katie P. who won the <a href="http://www.mamaandmou.com/2016/03/madelyn-ashley-boutique-giveaway.html" target="_blank">Madelyn Ashley T-Shirt giveaway</a>! Leo is going to look ADORABLE in his Big Brother shirt! I'll be emailing you lady!</span></div>
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