tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21106648665260821022024-03-04T23:13:24.493-08:00Broderick-Kartye FamilyKelsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06686201158195295460noreply@blogger.comBlogger21125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2110664866526082102.post-74844240938849069122013-10-17T22:04:00.002-07:002013-10-17T22:04:33.124-07:00His Story<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The day before I went into labor.</td></tr>
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Wow! I can't believe that our little guy is 1 year old! The past 8 months have gone by so fast for me. I'm not going to lie, the first few months were brutal. He was definitely a different baby than we got used to with Nora. So, the months, nights, and days seemed to drag from October to February. But here is HIS birth story. It wasn't nearly as dramatic or traumatic as <a href="http://kbksandfamily.blogspot.com/2011/04/her-story-one-year-later.html">Nora's</a>, thankfully. But he definitely came on his own time, despite my scheduled c-section.<br />
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I was scheduled to have a c-section on Monday, October 22nd. It seemed so odd to call the hospital to set that date up. I almost felt as if I was robbing him of his grand entrance to the world, giving him no choice in the matter, and just forcing him to come out despite how comfortable he was. I however, was quite uncomfortable. I think I became uncomfortable, oh around 5 months.<br />
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My last doctor appointment was Tuesday, October 16th, which was also my last day of work. I remember telling my doctor that I doubted I was going to make it to my scheduled c-section. He was going to NY that weekend and I remember being so concerned that he wouldn't be at the c-section if I were to go into labor sooner. I was feeling so much pressure and was positive that this little guy wasn't go to stay in much longer. I also remember being so excited that I would have the next 5 days off until Beckham's arrival to spend quality time with Nora and to hopefully relax. Boy was I wrong!<br />
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That night I went to my Bible study and had some Braxtin Hicks and was still quite uncomfortable but isn't that happening for every pregnant woman the closer they get to their due date? I didn't think much of it. <br />
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I went to bed that night and woke up at 12:30 a.m. for my nightly bathroom break. As I crawled back in bed I had a pretty intense Braxtin Hicks/Contraction. I fell asleep and woke up to another one and noticed that it was exactly 7 minutes from the first one. I still didn't think anything of it and thought it was random and that they wouldn't be consistent. I fell back asleep again and the same thing happened, only this time 5 minutes had passed. They continued every 5 minutes until about 2:00 a.m. Kevin and I kept questioning whether we should go in or not. I definitely didn't want any false alarms. But my body has proven to me that I physically can't push a baby out, and I didn't want to be at the house if things were closer than we thought. Around 3:30 we finally called our family and I texted my doctor asking if I should head to the hospital or not. No word from my doctor, but my family and Kevin's family were on their way up and a good friend was coming over to stay with Nora until family arrived. As we were leaving for the hospital, the contractions were every 2-3 minutes. This was no joke. He was definitely on his way.<br />
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We got to the hospital. This time, Kevin was more than prepared and had things packed and ready to go. Phew! We checked in and I was 4 cm. and 90% effaced. Wow! All I wanted was 5 days with Nora till he arrived. I remember being so emotional over this. As well as being nervous for the c-section and delivery. Nora's birth was 2 1/2 years prior and it was still very, very fresh in my mind. All I knew when it came to babies and deliveries, was trauma, and I feared that happening again. <br />
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They called my doctor and couldn't get a hold of him. He finally called my phone at 5 a.m. and said that he was on his way, if I was willing to wait. Of course! He checked in with the nurse to make sure all was safe to have me wait until he got to Salem from Portland. They called off the surgery and we were waiting for no more than 10 minutes when the head nurse came in and said he wouldn't be making it after all. I was like "Excuse me, I just spoke with him on my phone and he said that he is on his way." Well, he was, but then there was a big semi-truck with fish in it that got in an accident on I5 and traffic was backed up for 4 hours. I was definitely not going to wait 4 more hours. So, the doctor on duty that morning delivered Beckham. He arrived at 6:29 a.m., healthy as could be. My doctor still drove down and showed up in the recovery room and hung out with us for a couple of hours. I think he was just as thrilled to see that we had a safe, healthy delivery.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Meeting him for the first time. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">One of the first pics of Beckham. </td></tr>
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Those first 24 hours with Beckham were so precious. I remember being pregnant with him and feeling kind of "bleh" about having a boy. He has captured my heart in a way I can't describe. We are all so obsessed with him and his goofy personality.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My favorite pic! Holding him-only a few hours old. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Another favorite! Nora holding, kissing and meeting him for the first time. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">First family of 4 pic. </td></tr>
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He loves:<br />
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<li>to bite.</li>
<li>to roll around on the couch and dive face first into the pillows.</li>
<li>his dad.</li>
<li>Nora.</li>
<li>his binky.</li>
<li>to splash in the toilet when I am not looking.</li>
<li>to give kisses with his mouth wide open, slobber and all.</li>
<li>to crawl around and make us giggle by shaking his head from side to side.</li>
<li>to nurse.</li>
<li>to go down the slide and play outside.</li>
<li>to give hugs when someone is crying or seems sad.</li>
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Happy Birthday Beckham! I thought we laughed a lot already, and then you came along and added so much more laughter to our home. We all love you so much Buj! (Nora's nickname for him that has stuck. Think French when pronouncing the "j").You are such a happy, smiley little boy that has captured all our hearts. xoxo<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Good morning Birthday Boy! Waking up and seeing all the balloons and streamers hanging from his door. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Quite intrigued and uncertain about everyone singing to him. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Diving in to the cupcake. </td></tr>
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<br />Kelsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06686201158195295460noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2110664866526082102.post-14707139903187419462011-09-10T21:09:00.000-07:002011-09-10T21:09:19.326-07:00BlessedI can't believe that Nora is 17 months old and I am just now writing a blog post about how blessed I am to have the parents I have. This last week I started back to work. I am still job sharing again, but the first week with kiddos we both work. So...my parents kept Nora for the whole week. It is definitely hard not having her around. We miss her so much, but it made it easier for me to leave every day and not have to say "goodbye." Plus she absolutely adores her Noni and Papa. Tonight was her first night back home and she fell asleep saying their names over and over. I don't know who is more obsessed...my parents with Nora, or Nora with my parents. It truly melts my heart and I am so grateful they have this relationship with each other already. She adores them! And they take pretty good care of her too!<br />
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Here are some pics from when my mom and I took Nora to the zoo and also from today when I picked her up in Eugene. <br />
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We started the morning off with presents and time with just the 3 of us. She enjoyed opening her gifts but of course didn't care one bit about them once they were opened. <br />
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At 2:00 the party began. She was obsessed with this carrot.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mesmerized by everyone singing to her. I really thought she was going to cry. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Opted to eat the celery and carrots instead of the delicious cupcake. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">She actually enjoyed it but then wanted to feed it to me, my mom and Kevin. </td></tr>
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I truly can't believe she is 1! It was such a fun day and I'm so glad we had a big celebration. We felt so blessed by our friends and family who came to celebrate with us.Kelsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06686201158195295460noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2110664866526082102.post-15215073437177706502011-04-08T17:10:00.000-07:002011-04-08T17:10:53.466-07:00Her Story, One Year LaterApril 8, 2011<br />
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A year ago tonight my water broke.<br />
A year ago tonight I was waiting for my husband to pack his bag to go to the hospital.<br />
A year ago tonight we drove to the hospital with huge grins on our faces anticipating the birth of our little girl.<br />
A year ago tonight I knew my life would be forever changed.<br />
A year ago tonight I would have never imagined the events that were about to unfold.<br />
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Her Story:<br />
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It was a Thursday. All day at work I was having intense Braxtin Hicks/Contractions/Whatever you want to call them. Things. Were. Happening. My due date was still 2 weeks away. If you know me, you know that through the entire pregnancy I kept saying Nora would be 2 weeks late. I just knew I would have her at the end of April, early May. Boy was I wrong.<br />
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I taught all day not really paying attention to how far apart the contractions actually were, so when I got home that afternoon I decided to time them. Thank you I Phone for the Contractulator App. I was surprised to see that they were exactly 7 minutes apart, lasting about 45 seconds. This went on for a couple of hours. By 5:30 pm. everything stopped. I had asked Kevin to come home earlier in the day instead of going to the gym to workout because I just had a "feeling." So when everything stopped, I thought I was just misreading my body and what was occurring.<br />
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I crawled into bed at 10:00 p.m. and at 10:11 p.m. I had a pretty intense contraction. I had another at 10:22 p.m. and that's when it all happened. I remember telling Kevin I think my water broke. He felt the bed, nothing was wet and the next thing I know I am running to the bathroom as fast as a 187 pound pregnant woman can run. Yes, 187 pounds. I am not ashamed. It's so nice of them to weigh you at the hospital before you have a baby. My water had definitely broken. Wow.<br />
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We were so excited! I remember calling as many people as we could to let them know we were on our way to the hospital. Kevin still had not packed. Big surprise. I was calling my sub, making a snack, deep breathing, calling the doctor, grabbing the bags, deep breathing, checking on Zeus, grabbing the camera, deep breathing, deep breathing, deep breathing. Really Kevin?<br />
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We finally got to the hospital about an hour later. I was dilated to a 3. I remember everyone saying it was going to be a while before she would actually arrive. I remember thinking the same thing. She had a different plan. Unlike her dad, she wasn't slow. By 1:00 a.m. I was dilated to a 6 and by 6:30 a.m. I was at a 10 and ready to push. Everyone joked that I was going to have her and be able to go into work that day. Real funny!<br />
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And so the pushing began. And continued. And kept on going. And soon it was 10:45 am. and no Nora. I have never worked so hard in my life. I had a huge cheering section. Kevin, my mom and dad, my mother in law, my dear friend Aimee, my sister on the phone in NY. Ask them. I have never worked harder. We exhausted every resource and finally I kicked my doctor (love you Frederick!) and said take her C-section. I have never seen so many people respond so quickly.<br />
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By 11:28 a.m. Nora was out and that's when we entered into our worst nightmare.<br />
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I have told Kevin numerous times I remember everything during the surgery. He begs to differ, saying that I was in and out of sleep the entire time. I guess that's what happens when you labor for 24 hours and push for 4. I remember reminding my doctor to save my placenta (that's a separate story), I remember holding my labor and delivery nurse's hand (apparently she wasn't even there), I remember asking if Nora was crying yet. I remember hearing 3 distinct baby cries (apparently they were more like 3 whimpers). I remember them showing her to me. That was the last thing I remember. They showed her to me and then she was gone.<br />
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The next thing I know, I am in the recovery room, with my nurse, my doctor and the neonatologist. I remember waking up, wondering where my baby was, where my family was. The unfamiliar face, the neonatologist, began to ramble off a slew of information. I didn't understand or remember anything except for four things. These four things are forever engraved in my memory surrounding Nora's birth. Four things no parent wants to hear.<br />
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1. Your daughter is very sick.<br />
2. She has a 40-50% chance of survival.<br />
3. She will probably need to stay in the NICU for 2-3 weeks.<br />
4. You can see her but I want you to know she will have a lot of bruising and swelling.<br />
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I remember thinking that he had the wrong patient. This was not happening to us, to our daughter. Nora was fine. She was never under any stress during labor. Surely he has the wrong patient. I remember turning to my doctor and holding his arm, crying and saying "I can't do this!" My doctor and I had been through a lot. Kevin and I had had 2 miscarriages prior to Nora and he was such a huge support for us. He then translated what the neonatologist said, which gave me some hope.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The first time I got to see Nora. Born April 9, 2010 @11:28 a.m. </td></tr>
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Nora was born with a Subgaleal Hematoma. It is a bruise/bleeding that occurred between her skull and the skin on her head. About 50% of the blood in her body traveled to this bruise and it wasn't clotting. She had to have a blood transfusion immediately after her birth. She slept on a little water pillow and would whimper every time her head was lightly touched. It was more than Kevin and I could bare at times. There are so many other details about what she went through, what the NICU provided for her, as well as all the prayers and support that were given from close family, friends and complete strangers.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The first time I got to hold Nora. </td></tr>
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We weren't able to hold her until she was 3 days old, which was just heart-wrenching. It was so difficult to go down to the NICU and see her crying or in pain and not be able to comfort her in my arms. Once we were able to hold her, I truly believe that was when the healing began for all of us.<br />
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They expected her to be in the NICU for at least 3 weeks. We left as a family of 3 when she was 6 days old. She was a rock star and truly defied all odds. She really is our little Miracle.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Finally leaving the hospital. </td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br />
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As I reflect on Nora's birth, so much comes to mind. Some days I remember every detail like it was just yesterday. Other days it seems like it really was a year ago. One thing that I am always reminded of is the miracle that we truly witnessed.<br />
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With the trauma surrounding Nora's birth, I have had moments of anxiety and fear. I have truly loved this first year of motherhood, but I was not expecting to have these feelings when I thought of being a mom. Seeing how we almost lost her, I have even more of a desire to protect her from everything, which is obviously impossible, and I think that's where my fear stems from. I have learned to rely on God more than ever. This past year, I have clung to this verse: Psalm 46:10 "Be still, and know that I am God." I have "be still" engraved on a necklace, framed in my bedroom and maybe one day tattooed to my body. :)<br />
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Obviously her story has a happy ending. She is a thriving, healthy one year old. The complications at birth have in no way affected her development and who she is today. Nora is a fighter. She is determined. Nora is smart, funny, tender and loving. I couldn't imagine loving anything or anyone more than how I love her. It truly makes my insides want to burst.<br />
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Happy Birthday Nora! You are deeply loved by all! I can't wait to spend the rest of my life loving you and watching you grow into your own person.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Nora Faye Broderick-Kartye (aka Nora Belle)</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Kelsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06686201158195295460noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2110664866526082102.post-38584810700244297162011-03-11T12:06:00.000-08:002011-03-11T12:10:44.347-08:00She's crawling!The cutest little crawler around! She definitely is our daughter, doing things on her own time. She has been going to Physical Therapy for a couple months now to help her move more and her hard work has paid off. She crawls about 5 feet and stops and entertains herself, and then crawls a little more. I love it!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtfg98AiaXezW2hSqz3fM8k105lzgr77Hd2iNmGig-Ac7QXqbmJkyGZYTBzspIwH7sIuVeVtskSRiXW2hupHQs2268TL-JtWFHBChbQFFMw0vL6_lCtRWxafqgn-4v7Pax_xvk1Ewu/s1600/060.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtfg98AiaXezW2hSqz3fM8k105lzgr77Hd2iNmGig-Ac7QXqbmJkyGZYTBzspIwH7sIuVeVtskSRiXW2hupHQs2268TL-JtWFHBChbQFFMw0vL6_lCtRWxafqgn-4v7Pax_xvk1Ewu/s320/060.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582917075754551122" /></a>Kelsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06686201158195295460noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2110664866526082102.post-45278745546661300302011-02-28T19:52:00.001-08:002011-02-28T20:20:28.786-08:00Lately...Lately things have been so busy, I have been so tired and there have been way too many of my favorite TV shows to catch up on to Blog. Sorry! I'm sure we have been missed greatly! :) Here is what the Broderick-Kartye family has been up to lately. <br /><br />Christmas...wow, it's been that long since I've blogged?! Sheesh!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUqhgyO1HGWEEw6MO5x3_w9oTR-Z9IGQ4T3EEkGYaz96DxUHZljfqOFOztdjh84h1pWpJq5l-S4-doJWo2NnqT2USlJ6mUGkiE5QRqQC5OyNijGvePx8AzZgujQof9XIBMsqUDC6Cc/s1600/Nora+December+083.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUqhgyO1HGWEEw6MO5x3_w9oTR-Z9IGQ4T3EEkGYaz96DxUHZljfqOFOztdjh84h1pWpJq5l-S4-doJWo2NnqT2USlJ6mUGkiE5QRqQC5OyNijGvePx8AzZgujQof9XIBMsqUDC6Cc/s320/Nora+December+083.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578955295308164130" /></a><br /><br />Not a fan of Santa!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivUN1imHN3nqqeF72rOhiQEurDL4VBBL5TVAmITlaqlM3ReOS5FW3MMYu4nYdtO8VxgDruWko6MxNZZxCQWWNdBRhc993C47O6GIc7d0Ztcprzr2ngETYLMQJdKFKaI6XxtmMPdGPT/s1600/Nora+December+085.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivUN1imHN3nqqeF72rOhiQEurDL4VBBL5TVAmITlaqlM3ReOS5FW3MMYu4nYdtO8VxgDruWko6MxNZZxCQWWNdBRhc993C47O6GIc7d0Ztcprzr2ngETYLMQJdKFKaI6XxtmMPdGPT/s320/Nora+December+085.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578955562954016530" /></a><br /><br />Went swinging for the first time.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQKB66h7L_Ukiv1RtjMRxmJNSCXZJfnwgGbMgdYMObOYQqNiXRvlhJrFOICuGpufDVur-pBAvl2ztHyHgvwFgjPSmMvmKE3q3WK2fxrnCofF4zczoU2SRf6U1qU4mt56NW42K-YCmy/s1600/155.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQKB66h7L_Ukiv1RtjMRxmJNSCXZJfnwgGbMgdYMObOYQqNiXRvlhJrFOICuGpufDVur-pBAvl2ztHyHgvwFgjPSmMvmKE3q3WK2fxrnCofF4zczoU2SRf6U1qU4mt56NW42K-YCmy/s320/155.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578956545995787554" /></a><br /><br />Helped Kevin paint our bedroom for my Christmas present. A baby chewing on caulk, probably not the best idea. I was at work of course when all of this went on. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk4IDXiGUN30BlYgJh0SOlGbsY-2eiylIQqF6fPjjZPDgAioVLpqlyqkRACvBSnTOdfCcht6mtxjprCFJQODW7NbbFwLsa3l5hSvZ_Z0FuTyL1rGlkm_AYz1IHFXfoydxxW7wiCTnu/s1600/094.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk4IDXiGUN30BlYgJh0SOlGbsY-2eiylIQqF6fPjjZPDgAioVLpqlyqkRACvBSnTOdfCcht6mtxjprCFJQODW7NbbFwLsa3l5hSvZ_Z0FuTyL1rGlkm_AYz1IHFXfoydxxW7wiCTnu/s320/094.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578957235702813650" /></a><br /><br />Nora and I flew to New York to visit my sister and my bro-in-law. Props to Ryan for flying us out to go to the Joshua Radin concert<a href="http://us.joshuaradin.com/"></a>. I still can't believe I flew across the country by myself with a 10 month old. She was amazing! I still can't believe Ryan gave me that special gift to spend time with my best friend/sister. I still can't believe we got to see Joshua Radin....again! I still can't believe Nora woke up twice every night (which hasn't happened since she was 1 month old).<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWsCRdq2rOHcei8udVj_e7uLT94kEbiuK_mb7C3k9xEiyu05McCF6fgqIzrE7IANw-jCFvbUGfaYrMhawYQ0cMxrmCRLIjlpYbp14ECbxedEelEEehUlNMVdw82WBEOORZTw0vMK7R/s1600/177.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWsCRdq2rOHcei8udVj_e7uLT94kEbiuK_mb7C3k9xEiyu05McCF6fgqIzrE7IANw-jCFvbUGfaYrMhawYQ0cMxrmCRLIjlpYbp14ECbxedEelEEehUlNMVdw82WBEOORZTw0vMK7R/s320/177.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578959302475722514" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4LalsgK1qsGPowX7pBwYb2ks4-mj0vKtKQzRIYRH6JjUbjU4dNrp9UpfE71ZK6A-qWkeB7u47dQduErZ5EFfhCFCLjSINtPlAquU7D88JPm4j2ImduN28nmj_mfvzocMb01kV70wl/s1600/195.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4LalsgK1qsGPowX7pBwYb2ks4-mj0vKtKQzRIYRH6JjUbjU4dNrp9UpfE71ZK6A-qWkeB7u47dQduErZ5EFfhCFCLjSINtPlAquU7D88JPm4j2ImduN28nmj_mfvzocMb01kV70wl/s320/195.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578959731276881394" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5GvzRYTsv2fDRBltRVTJmWSEajxjQV3r9iRYbbQsnDQgnDpIeY0JFeMr3ES9-CcxRPzUbsmPW1AfAEQV0GG2aOu1pMIXtrpMeu5r2cWmFIMPsLULBHX1KEe3vbjHbSXp9EQajKJUF/s1600/186.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5GvzRYTsv2fDRBltRVTJmWSEajxjQV3r9iRYbbQsnDQgnDpIeY0JFeMr3ES9-CcxRPzUbsmPW1AfAEQV0GG2aOu1pMIXtrpMeu5r2cWmFIMPsLULBHX1KEe3vbjHbSXp9EQajKJUF/s320/186.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578959868725306610" /></a><br /><br />On the subway. Nobody talks on New York subways...that is until Nora arrived. :)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlANEEuprelPvbBypQ7aYk2TuWoyRd-ZrYc2by0OzhcTRCgQBtpwDioj8aLJYfquPNIbYmDNa65xhP0AITdVly7kMVgAS08A9EzQq_P2hxvWqB9tO3tVvqRyQAT0TlKxVvWyb4O45J/s1600/254.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlANEEuprelPvbBypQ7aYk2TuWoyRd-ZrYc2by0OzhcTRCgQBtpwDioj8aLJYfquPNIbYmDNa65xhP0AITdVly7kMVgAS08A9EzQq_P2hxvWqB9tO3tVvqRyQAT0TlKxVvWyb4O45J/s320/254.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578960120312792386" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVdvChWAnEyRsaOQ1XjRdbCEuUiy85GQPYytM_upsAfkqA472iDI7VN4HupnWtDahFdqxFFsxij7yHsqmnhwr5PPwoAHocCxLhXaMmld9JPd1tDWDjSBJ_5BZffh0WJNv63HU9nV6g/s1600/285.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVdvChWAnEyRsaOQ1XjRdbCEuUiy85GQPYytM_upsAfkqA472iDI7VN4HupnWtDahFdqxFFsxij7yHsqmnhwr5PPwoAHocCxLhXaMmld9JPd1tDWDjSBJ_5BZffh0WJNv63HU9nV6g/s320/285.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578960431937650674" /></a><br /><br />Rocking our Joshua Radin shirts, CDs and tickets.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6rP74GZRIylZlLYNO4oRInIMOpRBhd6_-UAGYNUhjKDUrRUBgEyDH2Ufrlufn1GcEwOTThZRUMneKu_cOSJCSB6AW9PmwyNcsHkbU4VHDZZEXq8PnwNYyW0y0mLO7KLTDvX6N-jmV/s1600/219.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6rP74GZRIylZlLYNO4oRInIMOpRBhd6_-UAGYNUhjKDUrRUBgEyDH2Ufrlufn1GcEwOTThZRUMneKu_cOSJCSB6AW9PmwyNcsHkbU4VHDZZEXq8PnwNYyW0y0mLO7KLTDvX6N-jmV/s320/219.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578960668653913282" /></a><br /><br />We dedicated Nora at our church. It was such a special day!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidCOdyj5sUaIrF5iQMJDd6Us760xlWt5IiAEmE8tzrTXndCYMK8z_PC2W0bJxmjYqDkcOJ9qau0WYDU2KyZ8iHkioteYscVAsFmXOlPJGHAxjvsGirgCDybHkInkrzyydjePS0f-wt/s1600/304.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidCOdyj5sUaIrF5iQMJDd6Us760xlWt5IiAEmE8tzrTXndCYMK8z_PC2W0bJxmjYqDkcOJ9qau0WYDU2KyZ8iHkioteYscVAsFmXOlPJGHAxjvsGirgCDybHkInkrzyydjePS0f-wt/s320/304.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578960948773515026" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWwc8SklxAPUGX3hASml46i90vhMt8joFNHeS4yx6ZbrrB9ZWTL2ZSAv0NyUTU3wsjdLh_HtGmCg12hohsNbHNEOcw-a3VyHOm6tc2W0_rbPJIRrrN5Tpsuw8diW9DuxFcVGLohGPQ/s1600/294.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWwc8SklxAPUGX3hASml46i90vhMt8joFNHeS4yx6ZbrrB9ZWTL2ZSAv0NyUTU3wsjdLh_HtGmCg12hohsNbHNEOcw-a3VyHOm6tc2W0_rbPJIRrrN5Tpsuw8diW9DuxFcVGLohGPQ/s320/294.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578961259091011010" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjceBjPcx3puNTTaAkMnhBz_Vibc4mFZD277eY2JTrn514dtnDMOpYfwovyon0FRbq0XNR4xQsySU1vEaGlhQ7MvJt3V_S4zgW9iXNIOrHzIpPjbkfkOiX0SuBuD0WAwR12hZIaMKmS/s1600/295.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjceBjPcx3puNTTaAkMnhBz_Vibc4mFZD277eY2JTrn514dtnDMOpYfwovyon0FRbq0XNR4xQsySU1vEaGlhQ7MvJt3V_S4zgW9iXNIOrHzIpPjbkfkOiX0SuBuD0WAwR12hZIaMKmS/s320/295.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578961248918703090" /></a><br /><br />I hope you enjoyed what we have been doing lately!Kelsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06686201158195295460noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2110664866526082102.post-8275230415659824832010-12-04T17:22:00.000-08:002010-12-04T17:33:32.916-08:00Playing Catch UpI have been told by my sister that I need to "catch up" on my blogging. It's true. So...here are a few pics of our little Nora. Halloween, Thanksgiving, cutting down our Christmas tree, spending time with family, 7 month old picture, etc. We have been busy!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0ELtRyIGzLHsFfGIfchDebSjpF6cXsXIi7EM-IyYniwmSXu56FrytjtaFy5UeUmCaryZLJbnBPuJthm1NmzGvOR-yph93xqknAsQ5bcRGo7fVEjlbvfs5fbr7NxIMRMOvlRJuDn_x/s1600/Pics+062.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0ELtRyIGzLHsFfGIfchDebSjpF6cXsXIi7EM-IyYniwmSXu56FrytjtaFy5UeUmCaryZLJbnBPuJthm1NmzGvOR-yph93xqknAsQ5bcRGo7fVEjlbvfs5fbr7NxIMRMOvlRJuDn_x/s320/Pics+062.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547004236693437954" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy033MjHaRAB4UUh3r6KCkcUljMVOo97OTa1vbBsSrs0UQWVAmDEe5jZT5WsO9qkC_D5-x5jB__ruy_nMOyA3wDpvfb-zuQ7RZXgUmp4OtPX0T6QVCxcDdixHKLPG8hbQNnPkMfD2B/s1600/Pics+109.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy033MjHaRAB4UUh3r6KCkcUljMVOo97OTa1vbBsSrs0UQWVAmDEe5jZT5WsO9qkC_D5-x5jB__ruy_nMOyA3wDpvfb-zuQ7RZXgUmp4OtPX0T6QVCxcDdixHKLPG8hbQNnPkMfD2B/s320/Pics+109.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547004250289801490" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyLLQu0-mzxvinb3heS9K0u48iLrh1JqPM9kWBUXYJ6V9J35KyHyB1Obxh5NL_4bQE6K3x-mremAi_Wl3OS92sUWuVaaqS_2xDlEHVegUCdJntD0YnetKWtG_21BDdB-2X1_bv_Rd0/s1600/Pics+031.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyLLQu0-mzxvinb3heS9K0u48iLrh1JqPM9kWBUXYJ6V9J35KyHyB1Obxh5NL_4bQE6K3x-mremAi_Wl3OS92sUWuVaaqS_2xDlEHVegUCdJntD0YnetKWtG_21BDdB-2X1_bv_Rd0/s320/Pics+031.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547004230168922562" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjluqRPnMCrwlAFLROt7vYR0eafEw0J1GWvzE5DXPRmBZbmn6uPm89IFZy5Lm5ka35MXVADn2eARDnz5gHaKMJnLTX2QGFzeD4g3BY7E3V453f3n4PXRWRQoV3l6ArnljKPecAMFGct/s1600/Pics+072.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjluqRPnMCrwlAFLROt7vYR0eafEw0J1GWvzE5DXPRmBZbmn6uPm89IFZy5Lm5ka35MXVADn2eARDnz5gHaKMJnLTX2QGFzeD4g3BY7E3V453f3n4PXRWRQoV3l6ArnljKPecAMFGct/s320/Pics+072.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547004242748561554" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh68-md84FS42KrD9wlY4ncd42ziu0DghMmM8ZbRQsgDmREFWOjAeMH4gQ08oBk545wVBTKXCQdw9ja2pLYX0VGxiWs-D3m-UlW_1MPQRR0xmTJDwiNp_dE5TEmqZw_lAOoMdGfMFWx/s1600/Pics+142.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh68-md84FS42KrD9wlY4ncd42ziu0DghMmM8ZbRQsgDmREFWOjAeMH4gQ08oBk545wVBTKXCQdw9ja2pLYX0VGxiWs-D3m-UlW_1MPQRR0xmTJDwiNp_dE5TEmqZw_lAOoMdGfMFWx/s320/Pics+142.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547004255096184898" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrpJD8jpu1CswsiXMeKwfFzcWb7Gqq1tm1A2frN3q2QKE9zLMTfrTRpOUX22AHug0d1cYvrDppns17oSxtYNxrpQDnfygend23evEBHe96PLDxL0S7TigBP_Af3BvOdqmrT8_p7dRD/s1600/Pics+166.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrpJD8jpu1CswsiXMeKwfFzcWb7Gqq1tm1A2frN3q2QKE9zLMTfrTRpOUX22AHug0d1cYvrDppns17oSxtYNxrpQDnfygend23evEBHe96PLDxL0S7TigBP_Af3BvOdqmrT8_p7dRD/s320/Pics+166.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547004700584554706" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOEEo9voC9wbSel6fGyEZ28b1x_uvErLJkH5QS9rvtWo6DLJZ3O8ZLtK2sJmSqv2VwStCMU-95trfRXpcFcq4-24xM9lhxmiCu51RErCnFGdEKiEkoDzUxk5AoiOqIsEI4O_Z_FMGb/s1600/Pics+151.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOEEo9voC9wbSel6fGyEZ28b1x_uvErLJkH5QS9rvtWo6DLJZ3O8ZLtK2sJmSqv2VwStCMU-95trfRXpcFcq4-24xM9lhxmiCu51RErCnFGdEKiEkoDzUxk5AoiOqIsEI4O_Z_FMGb/s320/Pics+151.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547004693677519362" /></a>Kelsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06686201158195295460noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2110664866526082102.post-68840416770891397542010-10-30T20:00:00.000-07:002010-10-30T20:12:27.597-07:00Pumpkins, pumpkins, pumpkins!About a week ago we went to the pumpkin patch. We all had a great time. Nora enjoyed chewing on hay and sucking on pumpkin stems. All in all, a fun family day. I tried to get one picture of Nora looking at the camera while sitting next to the pumpkins. Needless to say, she was WAY too distracted! I think I took 20 pictures and didn't get one with her looking right at me. Oh well! <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrUgeU31p9LdDR1W5u-hTaXIBDOkhmDKX8FYuN0-9rq1Yfi0wXQaFdYYkTN98TgM2DH-AiGUZsxLczPiommY_YvERIMPPkK-IX4BHHB3wmhNDpZr_bQw8R0t8AgjxUoeOllXUKHtIb/s1600/Nora+October+2010+061.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrUgeU31p9LdDR1W5u-hTaXIBDOkhmDKX8FYuN0-9rq1Yfi0wXQaFdYYkTN98TgM2DH-AiGUZsxLczPiommY_YvERIMPPkK-IX4BHHB3wmhNDpZr_bQw8R0t8AgjxUoeOllXUKHtIb/s320/Nora+October+2010+061.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534041016460471186" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2haTN3ENrvuUSdkIdtH8lnKgZ4mPE195xRtBWp9KyLzIB-sqcFtAR4K0KcBIAm2JSQJZUt9_ojGEO_xpRCJbbbIur1yQnMR-zf1UC2A9hEMsZiA8krxeZwUTTTSv53b9lHee8Lpc4/s1600/Nora+October+2010+016.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2haTN3ENrvuUSdkIdtH8lnKgZ4mPE195xRtBWp9KyLzIB-sqcFtAR4K0KcBIAm2JSQJZUt9_ojGEO_xpRCJbbbIur1yQnMR-zf1UC2A9hEMsZiA8krxeZwUTTTSv53b9lHee8Lpc4/s320/Nora+October+2010+016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534041008496524898" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi11bT2jPEWELvBHpW7ab6YgItDQIKScCvOsZCcKPOFzOLfLL_SLCIjOQ5fipYMw-WzLIGwO-4Ttundci9f2Q8dsSNuExmzmVfNONYPxfyds11oPissw-jEyudzSpbY631FeiXGuUNS/s1600/Nora+October+2010+018.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi11bT2jPEWELvBHpW7ab6YgItDQIKScCvOsZCcKPOFzOLfLL_SLCIjOQ5fipYMw-WzLIGwO-4Ttundci9f2Q8dsSNuExmzmVfNONYPxfyds11oPissw-jEyudzSpbY631FeiXGuUNS/s320/Nora+October+2010+018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534041000601994514" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpLEnGgNDh_CTp_iO3_XfJrqtL-5GhgtJRy47s1S3WP3a6fAZldeaU7lYijJZ_6TnCxrLaeMPCIzQFtEs7CBrThXLFxzo7-LZackBv70J4FyImgr5plNuc9ZReAWDtlwszXIEuqCyb/s1600/Nora+October+2010+084.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpLEnGgNDh_CTp_iO3_XfJrqtL-5GhgtJRy47s1S3WP3a6fAZldeaU7lYijJZ_6TnCxrLaeMPCIzQFtEs7CBrThXLFxzo7-LZackBv70J4FyImgr5plNuc9ZReAWDtlwszXIEuqCyb/s320/Nora+October+2010+084.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534041033495511794" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsLvESBRWz5R5FsvlIs1xXD3w089KkK4ZPxeHJeqyNP8VWlDbJ19cgQUS7R06I15M2lEXGzZ4sci-1OO-lr3WPaO-D3eYK_si2M6aq88Lhft55OuwKXKkiS36raR6nvAcToGngm1pF/s1600/Nora+October+2010+069.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsLvESBRWz5R5FsvlIs1xXD3w089KkK4ZPxeHJeqyNP8VWlDbJ19cgQUS7R06I15M2lEXGzZ4sci-1OO-lr3WPaO-D3eYK_si2M6aq88Lhft55OuwKXKkiS36raR6nvAcToGngm1pF/s320/Nora+October+2010+069.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534041028816122754" /></a>Kelsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06686201158195295460noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2110664866526082102.post-16600114825255898002010-10-11T18:16:00.001-07:002010-10-11T18:38:06.390-07:00Book LoversWatch out...2 posts in 2 days. I don't know what has gotten into me. <br /><br />Below are our future readers/lovers of books. My sister-in-law and I were hanging out in her daughter's room. The room is full of toys and books. What do we do...read to our girls and look at books. Yeah, that's right. We are good moms.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHVQ-7fxMpNpYVdTM2uBVuNwK1B9mY8u0_Hzl2i89KhkULzNCwFI2jdsDlZaAQmREjTWtBPvNvUM01uw82riuZ81uix2LyzHqIG3CDe6j91O35w4jbPuOijG4arPTvmIEyPQrF1EEI/s1600/October+2010+042.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHVQ-7fxMpNpYVdTM2uBVuNwK1B9mY8u0_Hzl2i89KhkULzNCwFI2jdsDlZaAQmREjTWtBPvNvUM01uw82riuZ81uix2LyzHqIG3CDe6j91O35w4jbPuOijG4arPTvmIEyPQrF1EEI/s320/October+2010+042.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526963471532594290" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9v9-1PPkNm-J-SsDlkZmI6keBt-GF4xgia1lqBiFkAX27J9Nxq8rAvEuHhYlBxef6ScnUPocPFfBEFcFYx40H5VMCAtd2IPnJE16yCDv00maYYl71jYQ_HQ7EMGIZSXO-a5MXoIts/s1600/October+2010+046.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9v9-1PPkNm-J-SsDlkZmI6keBt-GF4xgia1lqBiFkAX27J9Nxq8rAvEuHhYlBxef6ScnUPocPFfBEFcFYx40H5VMCAtd2IPnJE16yCDv00maYYl71jYQ_HQ7EMGIZSXO-a5MXoIts/s320/October+2010+046.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526963485582158354" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh_UJEs8eUdO_SWNztBC_mnzkkbBiVlAhNvIeK_UdCrgxEtvg6iw7ahYypTPI7faX5ZsbUZtU-n5wz0Bed6HakSwFIfvQhxA62cBw2qES5Niqbk39cOl0SPk6gY8YD8rmR6PcvVHV6/s1600/October+2010+044.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh_UJEs8eUdO_SWNztBC_mnzkkbBiVlAhNvIeK_UdCrgxEtvg6iw7ahYypTPI7faX5ZsbUZtU-n5wz0Bed6HakSwFIfvQhxA62cBw2qES5Niqbk39cOl0SPk6gY8YD8rmR6PcvVHV6/s320/October+2010+044.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526963479431713634" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFaeq3xG_0dw78dRQBtQL9ItI_Yo9n_tqcs9JQcM-1Q8BTvv5FBl3rFgNpc655vI0B7v8EqdwFNrCEuGrt6HVTfsdz_054ptSkrysIPTLdY2LLmToCURl3MY8VHBp9_XAhGTRM1JwS/s1600/October+2010+052.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFaeq3xG_0dw78dRQBtQL9ItI_Yo9n_tqcs9JQcM-1Q8BTvv5FBl3rFgNpc655vI0B7v8EqdwFNrCEuGrt6HVTfsdz_054ptSkrysIPTLdY2LLmToCURl3MY8VHBp9_XAhGTRM1JwS/s320/October+2010+052.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526963497574034194" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-HNlqVixKiWSk5iDBZ7n-auUjmlj7glQGAAGpa02UQ4DokLAh6I5Q1M_9HDm-wAP6rIHwx1Fyt7OuP4YTyrEG_cYnbTLR8eut4GdI6bcIVNXr8yMIAoq60Of_m_FQsUcxhG3MM71G/s1600/October+2010+051.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-HNlqVixKiWSk5iDBZ7n-auUjmlj7glQGAAGpa02UQ4DokLAh6I5Q1M_9HDm-wAP6rIHwx1Fyt7OuP4YTyrEG_cYnbTLR8eut4GdI6bcIVNXr8yMIAoq60Of_m_FQsUcxhG3MM71G/s320/October+2010+051.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526967766107278978" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9VTUqglIWgJk7HneC2KEdbrh5Y8sVv-Vh99oJsTyjm4pdxyWMZyimQd9H_dKhUYUJIRSQMG85uMHtjZ7rlkd4d6Hdab3Um-wPE6XsNIr7HeZ1ZyZVueOTFhbJFQRKG-MxAjKEmFIL/s1600/October+2010+047.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9VTUqglIWgJk7HneC2KEdbrh5Y8sVv-Vh99oJsTyjm4pdxyWMZyimQd9H_dKhUYUJIRSQMG85uMHtjZ7rlkd4d6Hdab3Um-wPE6XsNIr7HeZ1ZyZVueOTFhbJFQRKG-MxAjKEmFIL/s320/October+2010+047.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526963488329517202" /></a><br /><br />On a separate day...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLk3RT3Xp_f9crwaOr9h2ReHG2omLrBCMJY_bVeyZ7VQQAr1oVtfFXeBcj7H7eYPropIFFm5ipgW4QT4yUJgg3ZkH30ooePGeNvPqRam8Y9PQqLk2B5xF7I7YH88BGZfRcGPvM2qmR/s1600/October+2010+024.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLk3RT3Xp_f9crwaOr9h2ReHG2omLrBCMJY_bVeyZ7VQQAr1oVtfFXeBcj7H7eYPropIFFm5ipgW4QT4yUJgg3ZkH30ooePGeNvPqRam8Y9PQqLk2B5xF7I7YH88BGZfRcGPvM2qmR/s320/October+2010+024.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526966716293432578" /></a><br /><br />And just when I think she knows what to do with a book (I know she's only 6 months old), she does this-<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgid_PlK_G3vCJPjFXU1t2UQLhyphenhyphenFxosDhg4jfrwyk21p9vEYrf-Q6S9_D2kTwyC4XLcX-zARwXFRrDYGoXFKPl00F0hlpSmYKC_DPmXUF-XZuRF3iMQ0yX_-IHi8v25gp5k67vhtzB6/s1600/October+2010+033.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgid_PlK_G3vCJPjFXU1t2UQLhyphenhyphenFxosDhg4jfrwyk21p9vEYrf-Q6S9_D2kTwyC4XLcX-zARwXFRrDYGoXFKPl00F0hlpSmYKC_DPmXUF-XZuRF3iMQ0yX_-IHi8v25gp5k67vhtzB6/s320/October+2010+033.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526966722958760354" /></a><br /><br />Can you say "teething?"Kelsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06686201158195295460noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2110664866526082102.post-59926385671270659132010-10-10T20:46:00.000-07:002010-10-10T22:39:44.800-07:00Where has the time gone?October 9, 2010<br />6 months<br />Half a Year<br />182.5 days<br />4,380 hours<br />262,800 minutes<br />15,768,000 seconds<br /><br />A picture post to see the growth of our sweet little Nora.<br /><br />Newborn<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9HNA0MrfVFIfdZ1Grpiyur-Lcphj-OGpYkQOpbSmx86732QGbO-WmrJ0w2q3GdixBWsXCZB1AB9UBO8qtmHrZ9NSzfEzfhmI3QUJ4YRI12d5I70AbhZPuKw7NPh4A_sa0C56U7KlV/s1600/Nora+First+12+weeks+220.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9HNA0MrfVFIfdZ1Grpiyur-Lcphj-OGpYkQOpbSmx86732QGbO-WmrJ0w2q3GdixBWsXCZB1AB9UBO8qtmHrZ9NSzfEzfhmI3QUJ4YRI12d5I70AbhZPuKw7NPh4A_sa0C56U7KlV/s320/Nora+First+12+weeks+220.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526632528894869042" /></a> <br /><br />1 month<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgneRcS3Z2cWlsKky_Pt0nlPeHMpYqVLvFMD0Or1J3COwWa0G5w7oOKAyM_9dDPQUftTGczzpRfvwQ7wiZSvUDYYTliu3ePSIHz4sR4qw_Og_z1-Z80aYUoiI4lCQHz_CR_Qw1gRMZ4/s1600/Nora+First+12+weeks+507.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgneRcS3Z2cWlsKky_Pt0nlPeHMpYqVLvFMD0Or1J3COwWa0G5w7oOKAyM_9dDPQUftTGczzpRfvwQ7wiZSvUDYYTliu3ePSIHz4sR4qw_Og_z1-Z80aYUoiI4lCQHz_CR_Qw1gRMZ4/s320/Nora+First+12+weeks+507.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526633943266921250" /></a><br /><br />2 months<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgutKpIcTUeAFQXNBXebKFhloadCdGlQeeF76xUOTiDztqaIDGec6_PNWGqBvWJzOXqHaztNKBAaRS2eFXqLCqhVr3k7eVVnPVh7DIFUEtmD9A_lEXz0mvLh5L3wRtb1HoUVBIpN4IY/s1600/Nora+First+12+weeks+568.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgutKpIcTUeAFQXNBXebKFhloadCdGlQeeF76xUOTiDztqaIDGec6_PNWGqBvWJzOXqHaztNKBAaRS2eFXqLCqhVr3k7eVVnPVh7DIFUEtmD9A_lEXz0mvLh5L3wRtb1HoUVBIpN4IY/s320/Nora+First+12+weeks+568.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526634386094108626" /></a><br /><br />3 months<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuyOhqXNhuAfTPG0smGNrsy8uhKTUT1fKRFdpfGSybE4hrQxOYET1XcLTZ5aA1K-ZMphgLO1rT7b0ApL81_EeBChArLB8greZqX0UxtIyaMZxiWxiZPKjkSaq_ouhNxHWIy-i66drV/s1600/Nora+005.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuyOhqXNhuAfTPG0smGNrsy8uhKTUT1fKRFdpfGSybE4hrQxOYET1XcLTZ5aA1K-ZMphgLO1rT7b0ApL81_EeBChArLB8greZqX0UxtIyaMZxiWxiZPKjkSaq_ouhNxHWIy-i66drV/s320/Nora+005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526634631708163954" /></a><br /><br />4 months<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9IjfJkyUTTMRWuLf-lUTsb4qSNitShEiWJITTsm6gfQoCpabKu1CMRc2SR9OKEdknWivM2idABM_y8sON4QgiOoImLwxnkc25nSIGLyNL6f296iWXuhCLLeK3BECerQtylfP_3bYu/s1600/New+Pics+023.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9IjfJkyUTTMRWuLf-lUTsb4qSNitShEiWJITTsm6gfQoCpabKu1CMRc2SR9OKEdknWivM2idABM_y8sON4QgiOoImLwxnkc25nSIGLyNL6f296iWXuhCLLeK3BECerQtylfP_3bYu/s320/New+Pics+023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526635142488226370" /></a><br /><br />5 months<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjli_a_m2ra9B-DCqgwaV2VISHphPQi5NrBdwlB27yGI_3hHtG93-16igx88arczl0aLVTmZQpMqVcoJ-9e4-KNONH-wqsLAUGVM8nkj3CTWXvzwtEoYz5EK9e2hh2G65zf-_ife0bB/s1600/Nora's+First+Trip+to+California+September+2010+005.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjli_a_m2ra9B-DCqgwaV2VISHphPQi5NrBdwlB27yGI_3hHtG93-16igx88arczl0aLVTmZQpMqVcoJ-9e4-KNONH-wqsLAUGVM8nkj3CTWXvzwtEoYz5EK9e2hh2G65zf-_ife0bB/s320/Nora's+First+Trip+to+California+September+2010+005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526635542895014658" /></a><br /><br />6 months<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1hiJKKcxYkqm25ch_zxEqaRE2JJ6ApB7cW1hIev_RVbzEcMsCAtmdQ0EhT7Lmv0EaCn5aJYVI-LAWI-rk9DPamIv3TqHOglcM3mntEBBSpHCjPv2fTomCYYCHzCjX5AxrtrjVHE4I/s1600/October+2010+038.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1hiJKKcxYkqm25ch_zxEqaRE2JJ6ApB7cW1hIev_RVbzEcMsCAtmdQ0EhT7Lmv0EaCn5aJYVI-LAWI-rk9DPamIv3TqHOglcM3mntEBBSpHCjPv2fTomCYYCHzCjX5AxrtrjVHE4I/s320/October+2010+038.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526636308952236194" /></a><br />Oh and I am already planning her 1st birthday party!Kelsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06686201158195295460noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2110664866526082102.post-16297059782861995222010-09-30T17:30:00.000-07:002010-10-03T13:27:47.985-07:00Milestonesmile·stone [mahyl-stohn]<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">-noun</span><br /><br />1. a stone functioning as a milepost. <br />2. a significant event or stage in the life, progress, development, or the like of a person, nation, etc.<br /><br />This last week we definitely experienced definition number 2. It was a big week for "milestones" in the Broderick-Kartye house. Both milestones didn't actually occur at our house, they occurred while we were in Sacramento visiting family.<br /><br />Milestone #1: Nora rolled over from her back to her stomach. Woohoo! Take a look! Pretty darn cute.<br /><br /> <iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dx94DRkM1mjy0bUwrZhiND1YcGDkdbe9CUH4fTROpIfR5bM3syaAQQXQ0fdkBjnlPxQrZEoT2NJdXj9-b8fHw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />Milestone #2: Nora reached her arms out for me to hold her. It just about melted my heart. Poor Kevin. She ADORES Kevin but when it is time for bed in the evening, she wants her Mom.<br /><br />Every day that goes by, and every discovery Nora makes (I think I like the word discovery better than milestone), feels bittersweet. I have LOVED every stage, and each one gets better and better. I am just not ready for her to "grow up" and get all childlike on me. I want to freeze time, yet I'm excited for what the future brings. <br /><br />We are looking forward to many more discoveries from our little Nora Belle.Kelsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06686201158195295460noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2110664866526082102.post-24869556100598474072010-09-15T16:49:00.001-07:002010-09-15T16:49:50.494-07:00BalanceI never thought this day would come. In fact I felt like all summer I was trying to fight time, hoping it would just stand still and the school year would never make an appearance. I was wrong. <br /><br />Well, the school year did arrive which meant that I would be heading back to work. I knew I wasn't going to be going back full time but it brought a lot of anxiety back into my life. I have never been a mom, wife and teacher all at the same time and I didn't know what to expect. I wanted to give 100% to all areas and thought that once the year started I would fail in something. That frightened me. More than anything I didn't want to be away from Nora. Knowing though that she would be with family, in her own home, peace began to settle in. <br /><br />The first few days were so hard. Not to say that it is any easier now. It is so hard to leave her chubby cheeks, high pitched squeal, adorable thighs and loving personality. I know that I have to leave and I just have to make the best of it. The good thing is, she is with family and she is at our home. Also, I only work Monday, Tuesday and then every other Wednesday.<br /><br />So far, it feels good to be out. I know that I will get a shower, teeth brushed, hair and makeup done all before 8 am., so that is a plus. And the best part...I get to have that "coming home" moment. I get to be the one to walk in the door and see her face light up and smile. <br /><br />It definitely is a balancing act. Kuddos to all the working moms out there. I never thought I would be a working mom, but I am learning to enjoy it and it isn't as bad as what I thought it would be. I definitely savor every moment with her. And...like I said, I get to leave and come home to a happy baby girl. <br /><br />As you can see, she is doing pretty well. With that double chin, it's apparent she is having no trouble taking a bottle. I seriously could eat her up. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVzeyH2WAjxmiGZzDxDLQ59XSo4XFkiN0gklcmgkTqKqjMBHN6VqNKjRsjTujzhJmt5CF3WiZCeR57vsE2-yvERcOv1YAFo-sE6SddmPx0cipe8wdqzcLncv31iV4UW9kRJh2T-Q7V/s1600/Pics+036.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVzeyH2WAjxmiGZzDxDLQ59XSo4XFkiN0gklcmgkTqKqjMBHN6VqNKjRsjTujzhJmt5CF3WiZCeR57vsE2-yvERcOv1YAFo-sE6SddmPx0cipe8wdqzcLncv31iV4UW9kRJh2T-Q7V/s320/Pics+036.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517290722949459314" /></a>Kelsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06686201158195295460noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2110664866526082102.post-60473203112136907422010-08-30T11:51:00.000-07:002010-08-30T12:01:02.697-07:00My Little FishToday we took Nora to the pool for the first time. I was so excited to get her in the water. I was given/purchased 2 swimsuits and couldn't wait to put her chubby body in one. And of course, I really wanted to dunk her. Kevin wasn't too thrilled about the dunking part. We went to the Courthouse Athletic Club where we workout. The pool was a little cooler than her bath water but she didn't seem to mind. However, she had a very serious expression on her face the entire time. I dunked her twice, Kevin-not once. She didn't even cry. I could tell she wanted to the first time but we distracted her and she was okay. We can't wait to go again!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY2t2I02H39HQNy7JxbUp15hJN2FwReRU9PDES2UVqyimC6ehHWYXjBV-vJHlmXk0081HbGciH4vUoIUG_nuIyMu_vVPgwHz5Hq9JHhpo0jIKfthTlDkVSPmOQk7p9-LSyMwcYFmZt/s1600/Nora's+First+Swim+August+2010+006.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY2t2I02H39HQNy7JxbUp15hJN2FwReRU9PDES2UVqyimC6ehHWYXjBV-vJHlmXk0081HbGciH4vUoIUG_nuIyMu_vVPgwHz5Hq9JHhpo0jIKfthTlDkVSPmOQk7p9-LSyMwcYFmZt/s320/Nora's+First+Swim+August+2010+006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511279434493960066" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg178YYzhiufjRYsdW5yNu_4nmSD0bCRYR38u9xj0t1TWysWpNH8Hh2873y8S06N4jkFdGyZ_gzFP0f8tgMKd8L82-ku7uGxl_FwB_DNvLlPKpK2tscMpGOGpq8hP0yb08Q5AYxC_72/s1600/Nora's+First+Swim+August+2010+005.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg178YYzhiufjRYsdW5yNu_4nmSD0bCRYR38u9xj0t1TWysWpNH8Hh2873y8S06N4jkFdGyZ_gzFP0f8tgMKd8L82-ku7uGxl_FwB_DNvLlPKpK2tscMpGOGpq8hP0yb08Q5AYxC_72/s320/Nora's+First+Swim+August+2010+005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511279426871642898" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8lP3T1wMugz46Rg14arY9-Zl61RD6gU_4neDhUSVpUUMFbvFlfqrZdLO55AQQPfLQOcFQu_ThVthROj_yaeDy9S9BLLtoh8FWOBbs8GwKmlAM4xeQTmqFnN6CEd4hK4Co59BPjyLe/s1600/Nora's+First+Swim+August+2010+001.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8lP3T1wMugz46Rg14arY9-Zl61RD6gU_4neDhUSVpUUMFbvFlfqrZdLO55AQQPfLQOcFQu_ThVthROj_yaeDy9S9BLLtoh8FWOBbs8GwKmlAM4xeQTmqFnN6CEd4hK4Co59BPjyLe/s320/Nora's+First+Swim+August+2010+001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511279421114084930" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbjTpFgl7BHiufMSACVS9hUODk_SEbg7xPdk1l_Ntl2BI-UPrRHpOPNQx-dhFqOl8Xzia4vZOleG5vPnAgYQdEx1hCDIbqHjHgZAqzfg13BVzp-hXHMU6Bbddo18i87zQkneJEGWz-/s1600/Nora's+First+Swim+August+2010+016.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbjTpFgl7BHiufMSACVS9hUODk_SEbg7xPdk1l_Ntl2BI-UPrRHpOPNQx-dhFqOl8Xzia4vZOleG5vPnAgYQdEx1hCDIbqHjHgZAqzfg13BVzp-hXHMU6Bbddo18i87zQkneJEGWz-/s320/Nora's+First+Swim+August+2010+016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511279459781415362" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtW2ZGWBRBq8OUjomtMsByFXN5N9D3Kl6yBRpdyBAyiYWXN0N9hzKUjWVQYsv-q1BBaOEP25XSncbVhlnbe2eC4VwBE43DJb1kRsGJM2dIQ3z8VrpqOW7lei8QEO2JWKhRxSRPBUst/s1600/Nora's+First+Swim+August+2010+007.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtW2ZGWBRBq8OUjomtMsByFXN5N9D3Kl6yBRpdyBAyiYWXN0N9hzKUjWVQYsv-q1BBaOEP25XSncbVhlnbe2eC4VwBE43DJb1kRsGJM2dIQ3z8VrpqOW7lei8QEO2JWKhRxSRPBUst/s320/Nora's+First+Swim+August+2010+007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511279449844842258" /></a>Kelsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06686201158195295460noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2110664866526082102.post-20052287934989982992010-08-28T13:45:00.000-07:002010-08-28T14:01:27.264-07:00Beach TripThis last week Kevin had 2 days off in a row. This is only the second time this has happened since he started working for AT&T. It was so nice! It felt like a vacation to him and to me as well. We decided to go to Lincoln City for the 2 days and relax before I go back to work. We loved it! Nora loved it! And as you can see by the pic of Zeus, he loved it! Yes, he got his very own bed. Spoiled. Rotten. Dog! We walked the beach, ate taffy, enjoyed clam chowder at Mo's, watched a movie, napped, woke up twice in the middle of the night with Nora (this is very unusual), and just enjoyed being together as a family. We are claiming to do this more often. I really hope we do. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkXrU0dlPGkavc9ZXGUHR3TcDaSOpK4IFMDQK-llDl6qSZO3ZGhzGUGg9b7etzKSIRG6R_NNxlYKhaq9-uOab-tvkGO69kgw3eSdwWtIOdA5yxoLx2u03nElT-DGYOa5EQ-kDn6wsb/s1600/New+Pics+042.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkXrU0dlPGkavc9ZXGUHR3TcDaSOpK4IFMDQK-llDl6qSZO3ZGhzGUGg9b7etzKSIRG6R_NNxlYKhaq9-uOab-tvkGO69kgw3eSdwWtIOdA5yxoLx2u03nElT-DGYOa5EQ-kDn6wsb/s320/New+Pics+042.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510567335137253090" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTe56QTnkz3KKM2WUSLWLyarr0u-NK3prWWahVMKPWnAvFD8UsgDuxYjuvExiiCgLvxjsdIObLahCUiwpAF0QHy2pb1TX9oegpYtycYsKrEbc5br9qZEwpqZ9qZ77NiyjUvasOrSDK/s1600/New+Pics+027.JPG"><img style="display:block; 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We had such a great time hanging out outside, entertained by my 14 month old niece. Nora enjoyed herself too...even put herself to sleep laying in the grass! So sweet!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiYPrDVzRu3AhspA6RwbYXROcdlK3a8OWmEuEHh-acGHmEmppMZ0o793FEQD12dT_PoTHzvRV3T-vLHjDUImBQojD71GplGCZcWaUx58FQjEgvMjM0L3CiYxRcu2ZgmIwPIIeSbO1b/s1600/New+pics+033.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiYPrDVzRu3AhspA6RwbYXROcdlK3a8OWmEuEHh-acGHmEmppMZ0o793FEQD12dT_PoTHzvRV3T-vLHjDUImBQojD71GplGCZcWaUx58FQjEgvMjM0L3CiYxRcu2ZgmIwPIIeSbO1b/s320/New+pics+033.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505707889988395634" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia74omQFKCOmFbDW4r3l98E1uyMouRDDGe3vanIctav6FOWm8Y8T6Rzmwj6DMpqUoMNNg1HlBDs_W2gkEWpUe2bpRwHf2p-lnYRt7GhDmIoLxAKv9KTmzJG8-WiToLnN1dp7d3WvuC/s1600/New+pics+021.JPG"><img style="display:block; 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We share the same birthday!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtuRpMPO2s9F96yMvNXeCPbaxphn4LlJ_eqU4VtpgKek4P_KpeUBLkvrDzJ0qdvm_3galJMhH6ILSBwCXTeNbtPtQ9XfAsSEgu4ZqqLtRBozeklpBT49Z3k2UK7p54AiY6ay5KS9Sq/s1600/New+pics+041.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtuRpMPO2s9F96yMvNXeCPbaxphn4LlJ_eqU4VtpgKek4P_KpeUBLkvrDzJ0qdvm_3galJMhH6ILSBwCXTeNbtPtQ9XfAsSEgu4ZqqLtRBozeklpBT49Z3k2UK7p54AiY6ay5KS9Sq/s320/New+pics+041.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505708269089880850" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3DuvJb1zXODXYSgGRop-3G7gCPP0dSkv5Cv95-EmNCeVomdVIu4pJcugs5b8XEz7J7lgYIRANpFjf69iH7yMI_bC-EZRaNBwgRaXvzMS_q5hL5ZQRww0qRqTLwEDT1i_xLMIft6oZ/s1600/New+pics+034.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3DuvJb1zXODXYSgGRop-3G7gCPP0dSkv5Cv95-EmNCeVomdVIu4pJcugs5b8XEz7J7lgYIRANpFjf69iH7yMI_bC-EZRaNBwgRaXvzMS_q5hL5ZQRww0qRqTLwEDT1i_xLMIft6oZ/s320/New+pics+034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505708265652795362" /></a>Kelsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06686201158195295460noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2110664866526082102.post-48443446776737850692010-08-12T16:05:00.000-07:002010-08-12T16:25:44.204-07:00Best of Friends (Maybe someday more!)Every Wednesday Kari, Wyatt, Nora and I get together for lunch or coffee. I work with Kari's husband and she and I got to know each other throughout our pregnancy. Our babies have given us a very special bond. <br /><br />Our due dates were about 3 weeks apart. Kari was due before me. Poor thing, she went about a week or more overdue and I was 2 weeks early. So, needless to say Nora was born just one day before Wyatt. <br /><br />It is so great to have her friendship and have this special connection with our babies. It's wonderful to be able to text or call her and ask if Wyatt is doing the same thing and how she handled it. It's been a lot of fun! I always said I wanted twins. With the two of them together, it's like having twins. Let's just say I don't want twins now. <br /><br />Now that the babies are getting a little older it's been a lot more fun to put them on the floor next to one another. They ALWAYS hold hands. It's so cute. Wyatt would be a great match for Nora...let's just hope he keeps growing! So...here is a pic of their first encounter. They were only about 2 weeks old. Nora put the moves on and tried to do the old yawn and stretch move. <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9M_uTbMcvvGmYYKnpJE_Ya9O0rV-8sTXIZXu5IpibGioeyo5ELbKt2m3wn2qzlFw9QNJXk4QjAhuTmrSct3F84eMrgMt1nHWNl4Qyq5es8n8KkVtocCdRAFCk7zYzSnCUfl30S8h4/s1600/Nora+First+12+weeks+353.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9M_uTbMcvvGmYYKnpJE_Ya9O0rV-8sTXIZXu5IpibGioeyo5ELbKt2m3wn2qzlFw9QNJXk4QjAhuTmrSct3F84eMrgMt1nHWNl4Qyq5es8n8KkVtocCdRAFCk7zYzSnCUfl30S8h4/s320/Nora+First+12+weeks+353.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504666347052216130" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO6xV2B5Wu18KREWfnDchmHYvXZHxnpqXvWeSvFyMbJGayK4Krg53BEI2DiJUaGFb7kX7iv0M3XS9f8SgySZhkwHhF4p-BZcI1VsCbhRgaQaDnEerBIBZmTbGdLi8a2KlzOmkkuMkW/s1600/Nora+First+12+weeks+352.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO6xV2B5Wu18KREWfnDchmHYvXZHxnpqXvWeSvFyMbJGayK4Krg53BEI2DiJUaGFb7kX7iv0M3XS9f8SgySZhkwHhF4p-BZcI1VsCbhRgaQaDnEerBIBZmTbGdLi8a2KlzOmkkuMkW/s320/Nora+First+12+weeks+352.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504666339597622018" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw1mk2bQPgOqJ0qNaBQ_bq3TZ628PPUmjAk_Ij-BujZv_uSR7lyj1Sr3z-8qqd9CgWUzoeBAps8niF22GgLUiC9_Rzn3j47cJuOdQE-G05dIawTv6fbzEiZ4dDoSpAba2WiQcFEw-w/s1600/Nora+First+12+weeks+350.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw1mk2bQPgOqJ0qNaBQ_bq3TZ628PPUmjAk_Ij-BujZv_uSR7lyj1Sr3z-8qqd9CgWUzoeBAps8niF22GgLUiC9_Rzn3j47cJuOdQE-G05dIawTv6fbzEiZ4dDoSpAba2WiQcFEw-w/s320/Nora+First+12+weeks+350.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504666333831432962" /></a><br /><br />And now here they are at 4 months! Our little lovebirds.<br /><br />Wyatt, "Mom, she's trying to hold my hand again!"<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJac948q6shM9IPvYNRBI8QdPWMw4Is0qhl3y4myK66RzlezmEzc9pDkqDc3JIVw_Jjf59qJkPs3OxYFa0p__DsV4XLtInI9xD_Gu6c9DuvM0D8w1BckGBEu1AjnIgARP8qlo4yK1C/s1600/New+Pics+041.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJac948q6shM9IPvYNRBI8QdPWMw4Is0qhl3y4myK66RzlezmEzc9pDkqDc3JIVw_Jjf59qJkPs3OxYFa0p__DsV4XLtInI9xD_Gu6c9DuvM0D8w1BckGBEu1AjnIgARP8qlo4yK1C/s320/New+Pics+041.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504667089512535138" /></a><br /><br />Wyatt, "Should I let her?"<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikHmmZ1LbSmSyQdWDbJF6Ugcsq4Q14qaR1-GJwoGBlQj6aV58mfLxxwYnYqR1uak9HxFeVuN9b87KEeBVY5wNTw5jrm8s2XqhIbZzURBOi6gKb_Vo0Xbu4I6HOusGc7Lj2ZR3_yYv4/s1600/New+Pics+042.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikHmmZ1LbSmSyQdWDbJF6Ugcsq4Q14qaR1-GJwoGBlQj6aV58mfLxxwYnYqR1uak9HxFeVuN9b87KEeBVY5wNTw5jrm8s2XqhIbZzURBOi6gKb_Vo0Xbu4I6HOusGc7Lj2ZR3_yYv4/s320/New+Pics+042.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504667445137714914" /></a><br /> <br />They are too cute!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjo8oVzKxPoo8M_9bY6fcP73eqbYf7ll0AVi5ki1gVawwQ8ilSEWTrs-Q7GmvfqjMZdxjVdTaacUMkIhIW51SBqLN7vZkazLpxw__RCYOJxlv_qQiAdhwGqsyEpYSt3mehd5V3XiV3/s1600/New+Pics+047.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjo8oVzKxPoo8M_9bY6fcP73eqbYf7ll0AVi5ki1gVawwQ8ilSEWTrs-Q7GmvfqjMZdxjVdTaacUMkIhIW51SBqLN7vZkazLpxw__RCYOJxlv_qQiAdhwGqsyEpYSt3mehd5V3XiV3/s320/New+Pics+047.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504667770298265874" /></a>Kelsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06686201158195295460noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2110664866526082102.post-76178573186591178312010-08-02T18:21:00.000-07:002010-08-02T18:26:00.288-07:00WoohooWoohoo!<br /><br />216 diapers=$72, 432 baby wipes=$21, amount I paid with my coupons=$40, Nora content in her carseat while shopping=priceless. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg540HN0z_Sm001SJrQxnrYjlXf-5JRtsuX-JDJEfqIxAiqZ3msBL61eDeN4E6DlnOi9tvpW4YN_1akoQ7_sxmUSBnPc3yBaXAo9uMwFJgc4hDtZSOLbiaMuO01eO9JiHWVYBlyLo1g/s1600/Blog+2+001.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg540HN0z_Sm001SJrQxnrYjlXf-5JRtsuX-JDJEfqIxAiqZ3msBL61eDeN4E6DlnOi9tvpW4YN_1akoQ7_sxmUSBnPc3yBaXAo9uMwFJgc4hDtZSOLbiaMuO01eO9JiHWVYBlyLo1g/s320/Blog+2+001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500988026411117026" /></a>Kelsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06686201158195295460noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2110664866526082102.post-22876741241483700252010-08-01T21:17:00.000-07:002010-08-01T21:41:34.019-07:00InspiredToday I was inspired...to cut coupons and try to save more money. One of my best friends Stephanie is a coupon nut. She has inspired me in many ways. She is an amazing mom, wonderful wife and the most positive friend...and she knows how to really save money. All in all-one of the best friends to have around. She can find deals and usually ends up making money off of her purchases. I don't know how she does it. She tries to explain it to me but I just can't wrap my "mommy brain" around it. <br /><br />Anyways, tonight I decided it was time to start. Kevin and I are so close (financially that is) for me to be a full time momma. But for now I am going back to work 2 1/2 days in the fall. Hopefully this coupon cutting will help. So I went to a blog that she has told me about-frugallivingnw.com. It is a great blog that shows different coupons and deals at a variety of stores and even tells you how to use the coupons and how much money you will spend and save. So I did it. At 7:40 pm. I drove down to Circle K and picked up a Sunday paper in search of my diaper coupons. I ended up buying one paper, but the cashier was so nice and let me take the coupons from 6 papers. So great! He and I will become great friends. I found so many more coupons on products we use...can't wait to use them. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQXO40J9VK5-X6LnYi4aeahYeIJcyn-Zc2oHbkGqrEy6z9kCnMd4Ix2SAdYUOr7qxsNxHy25iw-ZkclM72b7MZXN1HUCUzJz31PHOSsM0gzYdQ5aSbN15oqcOiNv_yuUw8HjgBWI4m/s1600/Blog+001.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQXO40J9VK5-X6LnYi4aeahYeIJcyn-Zc2oHbkGqrEy6z9kCnMd4Ix2SAdYUOr7qxsNxHy25iw-ZkclM72b7MZXN1HUCUzJz31PHOSsM0gzYdQ5aSbN15oqcOiNv_yuUw8HjgBWI4m/s320/Blog+001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500666959857378066" /></a><br /><br />So here's to being frugal and being a full time momma! Get inspired!Kelsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06686201158195295460noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2110664866526082102.post-9029256002227211932010-07-30T14:26:00.000-07:002010-07-30T14:40:01.818-07:00First Camping TripThis week Nora and I went camping at Loon Lake (favorite family camping spot) with my parents and our good family friends. She did so well! We were spoiled and got to sleep in my parents' motor-home which made everything so much easier. She absolutely loved the campfires and was mesmerized every time she spotted it. My dad of course always wanted to put her feet in the lake, which she didn't mind too much. The car ride wasn't too bad either...gave her some Tylenol on the way down so she slept most of the way. For those of you who have ridden in the car with Nora, you understand the reason for the Tylenol...she sounds like she is definitely in pain. 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaaBLWhaQR9SGgleNJ7VnF-RFbweCdu72r9lB31RRidRVzqPAfMEWUUcEeXTdNEofFaPIwzm3-xn5HU-AW-2VRVg7ZHjWCo7zFKCIX3XKWg8oHuDey8h559JlilFYiodwYpQTrNC-P/s320/Nora's+First+Camping+Trip+July+2010+035.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499816827345693762" /></a>Kelsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06686201158195295460noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2110664866526082102.post-87741428458417294562010-07-25T16:38:00.000-07:002010-07-30T14:26:09.601-07:00My favorite times of dayI have many favorite times of day but there are 2 that really stand out.<br /><br />The first is when Nora is asleep for the night. It means that Kevin and I have our time together. As much as we love Nora it is definitely nice to have time for just the two of us. We usually spend time talking about our day. Our days are definitely very different from the other. Most of you know that Kevin got a new job working for At&T. He really enjoys it but has to drive to McMinnville which is 40 minutes away. So while he is hard at work selling phones, I am hard at work trying to get Nora Belle to be a better napper...as well as doing many other things around the house. Oh yeah, and trying to make sure I take care of myself. So we either chat about how our day went, or watch movies, or our favorite is to just go stare at Nora in her crib and talk about her birth.<br /><br />Another favorite is going to get Nora in the morning from her crib. As I said before, she sleeps through the night which means she goes about 9 hours without eating. You would think that she would be screaming ready for food. No, she smiles away and "talks" before I pick her up. It just melts my heart. I love it!<br /><br />So last night she went to bed. The picture below is her in her crib (the way we always put her in) with her head at the end by the window. No, we don't put her in her crib and let her cry or fall asleep on her own. She is spoiled and rocked to sleep. Don't worry, I'm working on it but for now we swaddle and rock her. Don't judge. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnU1mTKo17W3cCnqxfcXXagelSfC9nlCMZslWjQZlPQ60HtM246Tex5PHGZZnRlO-PrWV0JT8fGhpCdtr186UEXT0YxzvlIetcvi35aMda0jPpv8XmSRV9bpnevUYSFkTYmrQDo92N/s1600/Nora+064.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnU1mTKo17W3cCnqxfcXXagelSfC9nlCMZslWjQZlPQ60HtM246Tex5PHGZZnRlO-PrWV0JT8fGhpCdtr186UEXT0YxzvlIetcvi35aMda0jPpv8XmSRV9bpnevUYSFkTYmrQDo92N/s320/Nora+064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498009607448048338" border="0" /></a>This other picture is how she was when I got her this morning. I was amazed! She did a 180 degree turn and completely escaped from her blanket. She can roll over from her stomach to back but she has never done this. I have no idea how we didn't hear her moving around on the monitor. Silly little girl! I just love her to pieces.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVLfWaUQYggD4dUqNxXgmIRL3yahZXx1JWzATZdn8efT_sKem2HlnT0HOK6n_TfMHfme18iOU3mNMDV6MulF92vk0pN_DqOvI4cT4U6I_AxsRiUV8qyrf-cMyaPh0Mai9ILHKdaSfA/s1600/Nora+062.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVLfWaUQYggD4dUqNxXgmIRL3yahZXx1JWzATZdn8efT_sKem2HlnT0HOK6n_TfMHfme18iOU3mNMDV6MulF92vk0pN_DqOvI4cT4U6I_AxsRiUV8qyrf-cMyaPh0Mai9ILHKdaSfA/s320/Nora+062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498009616618146114" border="0" /></a>I look forward to getting her every morning to see what I will walk into, even though it makes me so sad with all the changes that happen. It just goes by way too fast!<br /><br />So for now, I will continue to rock her to sleep, enjoying every second of this baby girl.Kelsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06686201158195295460noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2110664866526082102.post-48773924200379159172010-07-24T16:19:00.000-07:002010-07-30T14:26:28.593-07:00It's About Time, Queen NapperSo...I opened this blog account months ago, just after Nora was born, thinking what a great way to show some pictures of our family and update what is going on in our lives. 3 months later, I am writing my first post. Yikes!<br /><br />Reasons for not writing this post:<br />1. Fear (not sure what to write, afraid no one would be interested in my blog-if you have read my good friend Joy's blog you would understand why I was afraid....it's hilarious! How can I ever compete with that?)<br />2. Lack of Time (Nora is an amazing sleeper....has slept through the night since she was 4 weeks old. However, she is the Queen of 45 minute naps-I'm lucky if I shower and brush my teeth each day.)<br /><br />So there you have it. Just 2 reasons but very good reasons indeed. So here's to my first post. I hope there will be more to come. I'm definitely going to try! So, I leave you with this: Nora is the Queen of 45 minute naps. She performs them amazingly well. What are you the Queen of? Maybe someone out there (someone who is very bored) will read this and respond.<br /><br /> My 45 minute napping Queen.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz_PEYY93WSQGerFlvio0_uPHtpPZK_xFCgHdb0vA1IE82XNpSEaF0WzeSFXs7A6k2C396aMkRMNWIu7y9ZYi5g6dhPF5uhKhwuyPj0mUKJWZ_5ZhSlHhvysZRzJX1ppoSaNgXvGHr/s1600/Nora+First+12+weeks+745.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz_PEYY93WSQGerFlvio0_uPHtpPZK_xFCgHdb0vA1IE82XNpSEaF0WzeSFXs7A6k2C396aMkRMNWIu7y9ZYi5g6dhPF5uhKhwuyPj0mUKJWZ_5ZhSlHhvysZRzJX1ppoSaNgXvGHr/s320/Nora+First+12+weeks+745.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497618626235922162" border="0" /></a>Kelsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06686201158195295460noreply@blogger.com4