tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32708934619305398212024-03-12T21:44:20.328-06:00a simple and happy lifemarshall memorieshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06778011159630268221noreply@blogger.comBlogger77125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270893461930539821.post-45888379069814271822014-04-02T21:08:00.001-06:002014-04-09T16:18:36.047-06:00Mr Miller joined our family!March 28, 2014 we welcomed sweet Miller James Marshall to our family. What a sweet bundle of joy he is.. Even though Elsie was a much better newborn, he is a much better newborn compared to her 2 years of age! That kid... They always said 2 was hard, and it has been. Luckily, we have some good days in the mix, so we are hanging in there!<div><br></div><div>Life as of now is awesome. I feel better now then I ever did pregnant... Not physically by any means, but emotionally and mentally, and more driven?! Maybe focused is a better word?! I don't know.. But I wake up each day wanting to be a better person, better mom, better wife, better friend... Maybe my hormones are still out of whack, but I'm loving the feelings I'm having and I'm hoping I can keep this good energy going. </div><div><br></div><div>9 months ago- I was miserable emotionally. Pregnancy was hard with Miller. I felt fine, no sickness, or any weird things happening, but being around me was just miserable... Even I recognized it, and when you know our crazy, it's that bad!!! </div><div><br></div><div>Fast forward to labor. MUCH better the second round. I was really thinking a c section was in my future, which wasn't a bad thing, but I'm glad I was able to do another vaginal delivery without any problems. We dropped Elsie off at my parents house Thurs afternoon and headed in to be induced. I was scheduled to go to Summerlin Hospital at 3:00 pm... As we were driving in, they called and said they had no rooms, and we would have to wait.. They also told us they had 2 women in front of me that were supposed to be induced at midnight the night before and still waiting, so Sunmerlin was out. I called Dr Swainstons office and they scheduled me to go to Southern Hills at 3:00 instead. I'm happy we went there. They did all my paperwork, hooked me to an IV, and the pitocin started at 6 pm... We waited.. They checked me, still was at a 2. They upped my pitocin, still was at a 2.. Finally the contractions started to really hurt, so I called in for an epidural. Dr Bischoff came in to give it to me.. I thought it would be the best thing ever, however once he put it in, I wasn't really numb.. So we waited, and about 2 hrs later they checked me and I could feel everything.. I was at a 5.. They called Dr B to come check my epidural, and he gave me another dose but it never went anywhere to numb any pain. They checked me 15 mins later, and I was to an 8. I was getting nervous then. The nurse told them I needed to have him re do my epidural, and so we did. The shakes had come at this point and holding still during a contraction was HARD! But we did it and it felt much better that round. 2 hrs passed, and I was to a 10, and of course, the epidural started to where off again! I felt the urge to push, and that horrible burning sensation.. I was in tears being so nervous of pushing without having much relief from the epidural, so Dr Swainston was kind to me and gave quite a few novicane shots right before I pushed! We began pushing, and after 5 good pushes, I bent down and grabbed our sweet Miller! </div><div><br></div><div>What a great feeling that is... Meeting your new baby for the first time. My heart was so full welcoming another miracle into our family. They took him away to get all his measurements, weight, etc. </div><div><br></div><div>6:34 AM</div><div>8 lbs 12 ounces</div><div>21 " height</div><div><br></div><div>I remember him not crying.. Made me panic but they assured me that everything was fine and he was healthy and great. I remember being TIRED!!! My sweet friends Lara and Jamie came in to keep J and I entertained.. Mostly me while J slept, and after not much rest, I was exhausted! Undortunately, they have taken away nursery's in hospitals, at least in Las Vegas, so Miller was there to stay and we tried to make it work. We didn't get to leave until Saturday and J and I were both soo exhausted. Every time we would get him asleep, the nurse would come in and take his vitals and wake him up, then my vitals were next, and the cycle kept going! Needless to say, we were glad to get home!</div><div><br></div><div>Home life with 2 kids was hard week 1... I was crazy emotional, just a big ol' boob! Cried over everything.. But this second week has been much better.</div><div><br></div><div>I feel so blessed. I feel so lucky in a way.. Literally 7 years ago, if you told me I would have 2 beautiful, healthy, sweet kids, I wouldn't have believed you. It seemed so far from my reality as we tried everything to have a baby. I wanted a girl so badly, and I wanted a boy! I feel like they have both been worth the wait, the hardship in getting them, and the long hard nights of no rest is much better then the long hard nights with tears wondering if you'll ever have a family! I love them all, and grateful for these sweet spirits we have been blessed with!!! </div><div><br></div><div><br></div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhtrWK2alHLxDJNIaN3alJhI7JvXEtfg5AX3sMWMbIdjXEo3t0jJXezaAWPfGMr-d38UK9xqFjW7_BK5kdi75A7bgAcbg9GXjFiN5gKjNxYz-WIKbbkm9UG9G5z-CjBPvSrbJ_F7ZQ5y8/s640/blogger-image--2062175509.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhtrWK2alHLxDJNIaN3alJhI7JvXEtfg5AX3sMWMbIdjXEo3t0jJXezaAWPfGMr-d38UK9xqFjW7_BK5kdi75A7bgAcbg9GXjFiN5gKjNxYz-WIKbbkm9UG9G5z-CjBPvSrbJ_F7ZQ5y8/s640/blogger-image--2062175509.jpg"></a></div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy_OCHYvYK3KJCNX2GrCod_McpEwQhPwwVrF9L73N9_WYKeIdgWj1woz_0VwC72kFznulVNhxHHXKXQxmlIXpl4c-LfBTDqI2CpVB9ikFT6ZPtbagPtT2o9C-aCvZlEInE2kvKP5QhNrk/s640/blogger-image--1596569222.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy_OCHYvYK3KJCNX2GrCod_McpEwQhPwwVrF9L73N9_WYKeIdgWj1woz_0VwC72kFznulVNhxHHXKXQxmlIXpl4c-LfBTDqI2CpVB9ikFT6ZPtbagPtT2o9C-aCvZlEInE2kvKP5QhNrk/s640/blogger-image--1596569222.jpg"></a></div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJRS2JqhPZGPdwrZcJBYR_pGFHFTqb-GBWGcg1xrR5GFN2pOU4vKkVlM83vIX5u-zk7ymAt6lGcdESd25Eg8e32xfQydKOMBdDvIDVVn4G0Y1gzwlMj7Rr4B87XtBi1SmtHpLcC-Q6Awk/s640/blogger-image--1471526180.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJRS2JqhPZGPdwrZcJBYR_pGFHFTqb-GBWGcg1xrR5GFN2pOU4vKkVlM83vIX5u-zk7ymAt6lGcdESd25Eg8e32xfQydKOMBdDvIDVVn4G0Y1gzwlMj7Rr4B87XtBi1SmtHpLcC-Q6Awk/s640/blogger-image--1471526180.jpg"></a></div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCG4Aw6aRudVL1LyBKSxcprD9azXUz8aQAc1p4h0lbnvooJmb6aO3N4sYvpHGH9WsE7LO6uf1PU3HvE3NMkGiVCLzzNL60Qkx5Rp4s48CLnZLgzTy66xHbmhY_qA1p9YEZY6SUPf_AQCM/s640/blogger-image-962471828.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCG4Aw6aRudVL1LyBKSxcprD9azXUz8aQAc1p4h0lbnvooJmb6aO3N4sYvpHGH9WsE7LO6uf1PU3HvE3NMkGiVCLzzNL60Qkx5Rp4s48CLnZLgzTy66xHbmhY_qA1p9YEZY6SUPf_AQCM/s640/blogger-image-962471828.jpg"></a></div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOquba_YXl91vfeEGCIqBWt6UPHWbDicJOMBDq0eehxRV7KvpG_In4BCFT7Ws7iPR18GCz8AphruM7o03zQAYogNJDHD6MFJI-nPM2uP-eHRcWu0ecPLa1d9dRQ_qwgEPJNUUnBvrE0Wc/s640/blogger-image-1628256562.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOquba_YXl91vfeEGCIqBWt6UPHWbDicJOMBDq0eehxRV7KvpG_In4BCFT7Ws7iPR18GCz8AphruM7o03zQAYogNJDHD6MFJI-nPM2uP-eHRcWu0ecPLa1d9dRQ_qwgEPJNUUnBvrE0Wc/s640/blogger-image-1628256562.jpg"></a></div>marshall memorieshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06778011159630268221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270893461930539821.post-35246173332170115012013-12-27T22:51:00.001-07:002013-12-27T22:51:34.075-07:00Christmas 2013<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div>Christmas was busy this year... I felt it came so fast, and we felt anything but prepared. Luckily none of that pitty stuff really matters and it ended up being a perfect Holiday. <div><br></div><div>We had a Christmas Party with my family on the Thursday before Christmas. It was a lot of fun, especially for the little ones. My mom made an awesome dinner... We wrote gifts to the savior, and sang lots of songs. When it came time for Santa to come, the kids pulled out the rhythm band and played all the tunes they could. He dropped off some fun gifts! And the kids loved seeing him. </div><div><br></div><div>Fast Foward to Christmas Eve. Another party... The Leavitt Party is always on Christmas Eve and it is a tradition we love. First of all, Aunt Launa is an AMAZING cook, we had a great dinner, and then Santa came to give more presents. Every year, he brings us all matching pajamas and little goodies! It was a great night and E had fun with all the cousins. We then came home, put her to bed and hurried the last of wrapping and projects. Of course we had the movie "Christmas Vacation" playing... Such a classic and after all these years, it still makes me laugh! </div><div><br></div><div>It was time for Christmas morning and THAT was a blast! Elsie is such a fun age and had an awesome Christmas! I don't know why we spoiled her so much... We could have used this year to shower ourselves with gifts I suppose but buying for her was much more fun. She definitely made out!! From a trampoline, to Minnie Mouse toys, barns, books, a bee backpack, clothes, shoes.... she loved it all!! J didn't do so bad himself. He got lots of clothes, a go pro, riding gear, and ..... A new bike! He has been wanting a bike for a couple years and I finally caved. Merry Christmas to him! Mama made out good too... Not as well as J, but I didn't have much I wanted this year. My list really struggled if I'm being quite honest. I told Jeff I wanted measuring cups, a whisk, a garlic presser and a pizza stone. Talk about not needing much right?! Being pregnant during Christmas made me boring and too lazy to want much!! Santa did surprise me with a new TV, lots of jewelry, new tires for my denali, a beautiful wire basket chandelier I wanted, and a vacuum which was more then I needed. And seeing the smiles on my families face is really what made my Christmas complete. </div><div><br></div><div>I love Christmas and the spirit that comes with this holiday. I love giving. It really is so much more fun then receiving... I'm learning that as I get older! I'm truly grateful for my Savior and the beautiful year we've had as a family. I am truly blessed! </div><div><br></div>Marshall Family 2013.. <div>Elsie 2 years old... Mom; 25 weeks pregnant! As beautiful as it gets people!! <br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-Wo7rpy8bmolDX9-OzhR2tyJf67HoO39FbxsVPtY3xo4OnDeKmuWa6Yy1D3H5X_jQ4_F0q3trYQv7AZ57mI94b6lJ5Yj8QWd0ptSsoXwgMc-piuBLytJI6Kl_qPnEpn0DXRUIb4q6bvk/s640/blogger-image-527996877.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-Wo7rpy8bmolDX9-OzhR2tyJf67HoO39FbxsVPtY3xo4OnDeKmuWa6Yy1D3H5X_jQ4_F0q3trYQv7AZ57mI94b6lJ5Yj8QWd0ptSsoXwgMc-piuBLytJI6Kl_qPnEpn0DXRUIb4q6bvk/s640/blogger-image-527996877.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Fun game with my family</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM6Na3qgLvSbAL5hDovikRAg5kigYa9Vd9mHecCHxM4RaEv1HqetD61EkIUbhXpgIlojk6kAKr7voH-FZ9faSxdZFxePcwPlt64hbMvdu3xYtorklaMf98Gaeki1cyp_yE_h2gTrhRS9I/s640/blogger-image--1745447978.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM6Na3qgLvSbAL5hDovikRAg5kigYa9Vd9mHecCHxM4RaEv1HqetD61EkIUbhXpgIlojk6kAKr7voH-FZ9faSxdZFxePcwPlt64hbMvdu3xYtorklaMf98Gaeki1cyp_yE_h2gTrhRS9I/s640/blogger-image--1745447978.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Playing the rhythm band waiting for Santa</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEnri94ivu16mBOOurUM9lmvQMLpCj7lzNE3Kkc1ij9Chy8kHjSBgF9QBC4txUB8bkVRyJcZcvySfgTL4U51FVeD5_dLIiGz6MqgwQogZ0U3Vqqo9t_jgAEtngub2ExmquwsmilEMapxE/s640/blogger-image-182293595.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEnri94ivu16mBOOurUM9lmvQMLpCj7lzNE3Kkc1ij9Chy8kHjSBgF9QBC4txUB8bkVRyJcZcvySfgTL4U51FVeD5_dLIiGz6MqgwQogZ0U3Vqqo9t_jgAEtngub2ExmquwsmilEMapxE/s640/blogger-image-182293595.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE8-q4Jk_U9I9wq7wglpqmai69GupuVJ_erhTO2WpHWzlwPPx26l5h3pQmtRyn3eHMKsUZgu9Cdr6FMKKV4T4FfkW9Hcj7TTdCzD5UXpj_Ce-dAWBHOhzgaOkkjCrlXMhMO6UIsmzGwHQ/s640/blogger-image-1286340363.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE8-q4Jk_U9I9wq7wglpqmai69GupuVJ_erhTO2WpHWzlwPPx26l5h3pQmtRyn3eHMKsUZgu9Cdr6FMKKV4T4FfkW9Hcj7TTdCzD5UXpj_Ce-dAWBHOhzgaOkkjCrlXMhMO6UIsmzGwHQ/s640/blogger-image-1286340363.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Mom played, Elsie sang!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2AdnF7ldoswbT2u6AffD6CiBDvfrVouVzDuoozAUyr8D5wgYmNbTOn59E9sIuuHJm4l1sZ7QXvLjVWuVjdqoNv-Q0hz-AATrI_2wi9tjVxwE2aZ_GaZg8pt1AjSSg5vcjQBSWZ0HA8IA/s640/blogger-image-563500296.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2AdnF7ldoswbT2u6AffD6CiBDvfrVouVzDuoozAUyr8D5wgYmNbTOn59E9sIuuHJm4l1sZ7QXvLjVWuVjdqoNv-Q0hz-AATrI_2wi9tjVxwE2aZ_GaZg8pt1AjSSg5vcjQBSWZ0HA8IA/s640/blogger-image-563500296.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Me and my love on Christmas Eve! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRkRl92AUAX8Tsoj2DJ0b5fnuLypfS3416HdP1048v4GA43Ym895HSjjSXXKr8ExsmfFC_uKvvW6ja9_gGR7d9EPAy2Jn6Wu9IV5zVJlqsbaGPr-E-GEPYvaZcIkI7EteDDLrNwhHdNMw/s640/blogger-image-1242622996.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRkRl92AUAX8Tsoj2DJ0b5fnuLypfS3416HdP1048v4GA43Ym895HSjjSXXKr8ExsmfFC_uKvvW6ja9_gGR7d9EPAy2Jn6Wu9IV5zVJlqsbaGPr-E-GEPYvaZcIkI7EteDDLrNwhHdNMw/s640/blogger-image-1242622996.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">E excited for Santa to come!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoG4Qo2Vs2RJQlTHHe2prZgPbW9TYB0cpY0OMLKyVPaG4hS-jxKdeBaUhKNDTZyfgD6_3iM2bBS6vK9NYUfVXRRS4lhDGuN_6QZcyUSmgGENzuQwvg-hriYUJIFvmRNRjOeaoaqQ0F3Vo/s640/blogger-image--2119834978.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoG4Qo2Vs2RJQlTHHe2prZgPbW9TYB0cpY0OMLKyVPaG4hS-jxKdeBaUhKNDTZyfgD6_3iM2bBS6vK9NYUfVXRRS4lhDGuN_6QZcyUSmgGENzuQwvg-hriYUJIFvmRNRjOeaoaqQ0F3Vo/s640/blogger-image--2119834978.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">My world!! Minus Diesel ;)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhplbHzupucJMFiUDnrCYkLHq9Dm4PPnU7XuPnG2U2LIAkW2Y7XzZcin2DHS1Pj2Pq0iqrLk8k-bY0C-apqOrt4g4gt3MDhq5cSF4KoAXbHwep0GTY8bSFy0HkIjLIM_4K_FjdsYJeREeI/s640/blogger-image-150379210.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhplbHzupucJMFiUDnrCYkLHq9Dm4PPnU7XuPnG2U2LIAkW2Y7XzZcin2DHS1Pj2Pq0iqrLk8k-bY0C-apqOrt4g4gt3MDhq5cSF4KoAXbHwep0GTY8bSFy0HkIjLIM_4K_FjdsYJeREeI/s640/blogger-image-150379210.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Leavitt Christmas Party! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkRByV-cXyl9ME1rxxoacXdt91iKxMzja_zKaf7mqIb2x0D9AxVfxyKS50QFTpGYTw3njjec150MXLyUw_pSB_92MBAFhF0OMAYXvUFFOtXY-sfYpDKFg-ZhMhHQ-Z2-Zlu9KutdsqZuE/s640/blogger-image-543118942.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkRByV-cXyl9ME1rxxoacXdt91iKxMzja_zKaf7mqIb2x0D9AxVfxyKS50QFTpGYTw3njjec150MXLyUw_pSB_92MBAFhF0OMAYXvUFFOtXY-sfYpDKFg-ZhMhHQ-Z2-Zlu9KutdsqZuE/s640/blogger-image-543118942.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">There's that belly!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS4zpxkqGdPfPKrk-FC9UTGOED6bXWOLFJzt5tP2uUcqwWqOY-tibXcKQmnShnOmswJyWQOESxQTt3ZJk2uToqbV1u5i4w9zXZkOl1wYxUQQKDCnRlRr7QjHd1LSbG5jz2aZ6ulf1qTh4/s640/blogger-image--782689846.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS4zpxkqGdPfPKrk-FC9UTGOED6bXWOLFJzt5tP2uUcqwWqOY-tibXcKQmnShnOmswJyWQOESxQTt3ZJk2uToqbV1u5i4w9zXZkOl1wYxUQQKDCnRlRr7QjHd1LSbG5jz2aZ6ulf1qTh4/s640/blogger-image--782689846.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Christmas morning! 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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdwl9xUMk78V4yCs4pHIiL9CX3GNqrn5GnYJNLn3-9gfjY3BRH13XXR8z5oBmekS_sPMx1OF8c9hvRRK8v3m1sQGOlXNiwpusayZhKMTfGUMMLjZLtHwVBgpmeTbrP8424Ti3Y7prDwD0/s640/blogger-image-441775955.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdwl9xUMk78V4yCs4pHIiL9CX3GNqrn5GnYJNLn3-9gfjY3BRH13XXR8z5oBmekS_sPMx1OF8c9hvRRK8v3m1sQGOlXNiwpusayZhKMTfGUMMLjZLtHwVBgpmeTbrP8424Ti3Y7prDwD0/s640/blogger-image-441775955.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Hope everyone had as beautiful of a Christmas as we did!!! Merry Christmas to all!!</div></div></div>marshall memorieshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06778011159630268221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270893461930539821.post-8640257742101288662013-12-17T22:34:00.001-07:002013-12-17T22:34:17.584-07:00One word to a million!Elsie's speech has been a big concern for me for some time. When she was just a baby, she didn't roll over right away, but learned to sit up instead. At 6 months she wasn't crawling, but started walking at 9 1/2 months. I always told myself they all do different things, at different times, and that is okay. I was always assured she was "fine" because she ended up doing something else to prove she was on the right track. <div><br></div><div>Then 18 months came.. Nothing new had really happened. Still walking, and not a lot of talking. She didn't know too many words, and the words she did know were anything but English. She babbled and babbled all day long, but never would even try to repeat words or show any interest. I started to get concerned. </div><div><br></div><div>Then she turned 2.. She knew a few more words and a few more became more clear, but still not where she needed to be. I was starting to get really nervous at this point, and even switched doctors to seek some help about the issue. He didn't make me feel much better really, said to give it a little more time and he referred me to a speech therapist to have her then evaluated. I kept telling myself, she'll get there. She understood everything I told her to do, which brought some comfort, but I still doubted her efforts and my efforts as a mother. </div><div><br></div><div>I'm so HAPPY and so relieved now to say we have made it so far. Since she has turned 2, her words have gone to 2 clear words to what seems like a million. She has learned so many letters of the alphabet, her colors are almost there, and a few shapes! Her words have become so much more clear and she is constantly asking little questions. It's been lots of fun hearing all she has to say, makes some of those long hard days worth it when she comes in and says "wuv you mama!" I've waited 2 years to hear that, and it melts my heart every time!</div><div><br></div><div>I'm grateful for the little spirit that she is. She is a perfect fit for our family and I hope we can be that for her as parents. She's our everything!! <div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpuAj_DC85w3OPSt8ZT5HT52n6697oU0YTLJPv5FrJl9i0cnzv_Z8B1yAPu4rBBqw0czMTWpEIUANqkaLudStsyEjKAe67Kji6Y3h8baPI2-ejORzqWoQbOsKAc7daQvj82zvXRbs4uSQ/s640/blogger-image-1671094611.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpuAj_DC85w3OPSt8ZT5HT52n6697oU0YTLJPv5FrJl9i0cnzv_Z8B1yAPu4rBBqw0czMTWpEIUANqkaLudStsyEjKAe67Kji6Y3h8baPI2-ejORzqWoQbOsKAc7daQvj82zvXRbs4uSQ/s640/blogger-image-1671094611.jpg"></a></div></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div>marshall memorieshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06778011159630268221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270893461930539821.post-14182558683451580792013-12-17T22:11:00.001-07:002013-12-18T17:45:29.243-07:00My two favorites...I always tell myself these two are my very favorites in the world, but mostly so I don't beat them both daily from all their craziness!!! <div><br></div><div><div>However, lately, it's been the truth! Not sure what's making them BOTH be sweet as pie.. Maybe they think Santa is watching?! Want a little extra love this Christmas?! Not sure... I'm still trying to figure out the motive, but I love these two more then anything and thank them for being the best part of my life!! </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm9YfDYwQ1y-QCURuUnoOmtosmQErJqU3w-Hl_fZvodd3gBdncqEUXC879ZRXDhsLVP9khln-FCZKU_uSNG_jdx215ZPe2Tc9Kx8eOF-_QKzNfcczRoz8Up2d2m1uvZfW8UbBSlWA4ONo/s640/blogger-image--105619538.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm9YfDYwQ1y-QCURuUnoOmtosmQErJqU3w-Hl_fZvodd3gBdncqEUXC879ZRXDhsLVP9khln-FCZKU_uSNG_jdx215ZPe2Tc9Kx8eOF-_QKzNfcczRoz8Up2d2m1uvZfW8UbBSlWA4ONo/s640/blogger-image--105619538.jpg"></a></div></div></div>marshall memorieshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06778011159630268221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270893461930539821.post-24636982839492724582013-12-17T10:20:00.001-07:002013-12-17T22:07:02.745-07:00Thanksgiving 2013<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div>Thanksgiving is my favorite Holiday. I think I say that on every blog post I make but it really is the best day/weekend ever. First of all, it's the only time of year my whole family is together. Christmas is too hard with so much going on and hauling presents everywhere that we never make that happen. Makes me sad we don't do more as a family, or that Nate and Lezlee have to live so far away! And whenever food is involved, it always makes for a great time :)<div><br></div><div>Every year really we eat with my family, then cruise over to Launas to visit with J's family. We are lucky to have both in the valley so we never miss Holidays with either one. </div><div><br></div><div>Shellie was over Crafts this year and Elsie loved all of it; painting, gluing sparkles on trees, and making her ornament! She loved having all her cousins around too. I've decided having more babies isn't the way to go but adopting a 15 and 12 yr old. We've got it all wrong folks ;)... But Maddie and Abbie, even Becca, made the weekend so enjoyable and played with Elsie nonstop. Thankful for all they did!</div><div><br></div><div>I never do the whole daily posts on FB of what I'm thankful for.. Things like that just aren't for me. I don't have to post in order to be thankful and I don't really care if the FB world knows what I'm thankful for or not really. But on my personal blog, I will share some of my favorite and most precious things in my life that I am thankful for....</div><div><br></div><div>First being J! He is every bit of awesome. He is the best decision I ever made, and it's shown daily why I love him so much. He's the best Father to our little Els.. These two know how to have fun and she adores all his fun adventures and endless energy! </div><div><br></div><div>The Gospel is everything to me. It keeps me grounded. It reminds me to keep things in perspective.. Someone once told me this life is 2 1/2 hours in a real perspective of life after this mortal experience. That has helped me a lot to not let gossip, financial burdens, trials, affect my attitude. I have my days but when I lay my head down at night, I remind myself The Lord is asking me to do my part, be a good servant for such a short period of time... I can do this!! At least I pray for help that I can!</div><div><br></div><div>My sweet babies! Never in a million years did I think I would have a baby, and now I have my sweet Elsie AND a little man on the way. My heart is complete with these two spirits... As of now ;) </div><div><br></div><div>And of course my few material things that I love... My little jetta! She's an awesome car! We bought her brand new, paid her off and she has been nothing but kind to us with awesome gas mileage! My little home. I've realized I WANT nice things, but I can live without much! I'm glad I can do that. When I walk into our home late at night after a long day in Vegas or something, and the Christmas lights are on giving it a nice touch of light, I have a moment where I think; We have some good memories in this 2x2!! It's made me appreciate no matter what roof is over my head, I can find happiness in it. </div><div><br></div><div>I am a blessed little lady... I don't have it all that's for sure, but I have what's important to me, and I keep it all close to my heart!</div><div><br></div><div>Happy Thanksgiving to all!! </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4jPmDfWjfKMdCnXpfbi_VzvT6pkuiFP7QKla4ElezXuSkZ3nLATbRovu495esP39GAENKNQ5qNfCp__ji77m6iIW2cggQ69PtIkW5b7qt-tSVaHumM6VwpYWEipteDsuKt7qp-RLKZtE/s640/blogger-image-1163202279.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4jPmDfWjfKMdCnXpfbi_VzvT6pkuiFP7QKla4ElezXuSkZ3nLATbRovu495esP39GAENKNQ5qNfCp__ji77m6iIW2cggQ69PtIkW5b7qt-tSVaHumM6VwpYWEipteDsuKt7qp-RLKZtE/s640/blogger-image-1163202279.jpg"></a></div>Elsie staying up way to late every night!</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4BGt-aeN-lpoHeXAWC79IlErG2xqMJg8ftg5_j7gOSIgaZ_3Ozyc1WCZcXqWqu5vOzXr5Dw3ueraaYRz0D2tKDEqfnf2pJ7xLhSyLkk9IM6rtgLYsHnw861NQ5wzI79KNYkNZNBQ1TWc/s640/blogger-image--1866135722.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4BGt-aeN-lpoHeXAWC79IlErG2xqMJg8ftg5_j7gOSIgaZ_3Ozyc1WCZcXqWqu5vOzXr5Dw3ueraaYRz0D2tKDEqfnf2pJ7xLhSyLkk9IM6rtgLYsHnw861NQ5wzI79KNYkNZNBQ1TWc/s640/blogger-image--1866135722.jpg"></a></div>Making Ornaments!</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeMEwjfRV0cYGXCtDgDIhrMndz8_HWufi2pRB6M6iLbGEA5H1SF47xCOVD2YZJuEWLGKt0428-Eldd3SDk0811a3Sleff9w0zjV9DZmtoojQNx4pNxAYK4woqQqosESf7zK2p6QnTrjSg/s640/blogger-image-55096055.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeMEwjfRV0cYGXCtDgDIhrMndz8_HWufi2pRB6M6iLbGEA5H1SF47xCOVD2YZJuEWLGKt0428-Eldd3SDk0811a3Sleff9w0zjV9DZmtoojQNx4pNxAYK4woqQqosESf7zK2p6QnTrjSg/s640/blogger-image-55096055.jpg"></a></div>We had a great Holiday and I hope you all did as well!!! Xoxox</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCDTaPZDKfKb5As7ZnvF9OIRmtlJW8EXFXg2k90fnYYtqcvQrUoVp0M65WX1O-NjV4IQ8Dt4npXlT2lUZhehjyV8skTqK-bxzbmcGSgmWyKakrjTXsP7nhIyX30gLR4vwWHbmxMigInMs/s640/blogger-image--2061942224.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCDTaPZDKfKb5As7ZnvF9OIRmtlJW8EXFXg2k90fnYYtqcvQrUoVp0M65WX1O-NjV4IQ8Dt4npXlT2lUZhehjyV8skTqK-bxzbmcGSgmWyKakrjTXsP7nhIyX30gLR4vwWHbmxMigInMs/s640/blogger-image--2061942224.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div>marshall memorieshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06778011159630268221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270893461930539821.post-54133200279996818742013-11-24T23:00:00.001-07:002013-11-24T23:00:50.728-07:00Jody's BirthdayMy handsome man turned 32 this year... 32!!!! That seems so old to me at the moment but I'm not to far off myself. Ever since J turned 30, he's had back problems, sleep problems, the list goes on and on, so I'm a little nervous to get out of my twenties.. Not gonna lie!! But 32 was a good birthday even if those problems are still lingering around :)<div><br></div><div>We celebrated with friends the weekend before and went to Supercross!! We always have fun with Matt and Jamie. They are some of the sweetest people I know and always willing to help us in any kind of need. Just last week Elsie lost our razor key while her and J were out in the hills, and Matt went to rescue them in his clean truck he had just spent 6 hours cleaning!! No complaints, just happy to help.. THAT's a good friend!! :) </div><div><br></div><div>The next week on his actual birthday, we went to dinner at Samuri 21 (one of my favorite spots.. J too) and had a hibachi dinner! It was nice spending time with just the two of us. I sometimes miss the days we had together to go out and do whatever we want and just be kids together, but it makes these times we get to now so special. I appreciate all j does for our family. He's a great husband and an even better Father. He works hard to provide a good lifestyle for our family, and he is a good man who makes our lives so fun!! Happy Birthday Babe!! Me and the bug think your the best and we're lucky to have you in our lives!! </div><div><br></div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE-sADL0evv2f2CNIrMYBW7ovwxqMeRZFboo0qr1hvolwq29FwI8svQ1-MsbUXhomxjW0CLPvh2f_Ks4OlsboExKCIfGZ4j6wEjGhU6uNCQ5pV0PP3Mywo65H34mMHm11qE-qbK3gMiDk/s640/blogger-image--168053522.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE-sADL0evv2f2CNIrMYBW7ovwxqMeRZFboo0qr1hvolwq29FwI8svQ1-MsbUXhomxjW0CLPvh2f_Ks4OlsboExKCIfGZ4j6wEjGhU6uNCQ5pV0PP3Mywo65H34mMHm11qE-qbK3gMiDk/s640/blogger-image--168053522.jpg"></a></div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgje34RoCZzZ8hOPFIcbcrOjxeHiRQ4AV0obcGwi3t_uYF-KfVZgSsa35O3uLxU8E3l5hMqyDmR3vG5ndHTbwLLFZ5MKyfcQxg1PQvzgGrlhzOj4ZmPSssd-k8Pkl-Nh2eWuLkUzqZY63g/s640/blogger-image--1318050961.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgje34RoCZzZ8hOPFIcbcrOjxeHiRQ4AV0obcGwi3t_uYF-KfVZgSsa35O3uLxU8E3l5hMqyDmR3vG5ndHTbwLLFZ5MKyfcQxg1PQvzgGrlhzOj4ZmPSssd-k8Pkl-Nh2eWuLkUzqZY63g/s640/blogger-image--1318050961.jpg"></a></div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbBeoG_MZZ6rrFLqCF8hul423NteSnpeMpU9nau4GgJQ94BLfTrN21TgVkw0LU02xNgWn5roeq_U4WIK2_hK2sfBFak8gjq0LSqNB0r42TPmwIhzyoqhIhgemBY55lpcrqXTJXv_eR8ao/s640/blogger-image--2091655215.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbBeoG_MZZ6rrFLqCF8hul423NteSnpeMpU9nau4GgJQ94BLfTrN21TgVkw0LU02xNgWn5roeq_U4WIK2_hK2sfBFak8gjq0LSqNB0r42TPmwIhzyoqhIhgemBY55lpcrqXTJXv_eR8ao/s640/blogger-image--2091655215.jpg"></a></div>marshall memorieshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06778011159630268221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270893461930539821.post-39504709273233401722013-11-24T22:46:00.001-07:002013-12-07T20:17:48.521-07:00Halloween<div><br></div><div><br></div>Halloween was awesome this year. Elsie dressed up as Elmo (surprise) and she loved wearing her costume. Me and Jody were lame parents and didn't dress up, and I decided next year we are going to. Makes it more fun! <div><br></div><div>We went to the local carnival the week before and Elsie had fun there. It was pretty weak, but kids love anything and it was fun seeing her have a good time! </div><div><br></div><div>We then went trick or treating at the trunk or treat at the Fair Grounds! That was fun... Cold but fun! She couldn't say "Trick or Treat" so she kept saying "More!" They usually caved to her sweetness. After we headed to Aunt Launas for another round of pumpkin dinner and to end the night with family. We had a blast and Halloween has become a new favorite Holiday now that I have a little person to share it with!!! </div><div><br></div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJy2FaxLt4s7GmBgsT5O9DgZ7LR_m3xCzch_0o625g6J7186XF9foXpALEtO66JvingeJF1AAdjiM5VXaSWlNuAE0h_etkB9bJHiTOThwOSKkGY1n9RpSR1t8jBOqsOaFTn-2yuAU1kGU/s640/blogger-image-156905724.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJy2FaxLt4s7GmBgsT5O9DgZ7LR_m3xCzch_0o625g6J7186XF9foXpALEtO66JvingeJF1AAdjiM5VXaSWlNuAE0h_etkB9bJHiTOThwOSKkGY1n9RpSR1t8jBOqsOaFTn-2yuAU1kGU/s640/blogger-image-156905724.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidGXyV_FMRa7rg8XFDt40gLQGWGexg7JPppbGpQyiX78qs2ANdnCBbzyAz1MQn-Lx_X1LyCYOzSuVzVg1KVbL3V19Ser6U_CgXSmLemD9FRQkNsORvwy3J_xW81PFqg_vtO0zLxgFzhe4/s640/blogger-image-849830200.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidGXyV_FMRa7rg8XFDt40gLQGWGexg7JPppbGpQyiX78qs2ANdnCBbzyAz1MQn-Lx_X1LyCYOzSuVzVg1KVbL3V19Ser6U_CgXSmLemD9FRQkNsORvwy3J_xW81PFqg_vtO0zLxgFzhe4/s640/blogger-image-849830200.jpg"></a></div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeBQSchKpwAA_eZH5HlWN4lIJJmUbSK3ggVyy-FL5WWn4eLpbPql5id4IYK1XYVEGGiNYDfNZu-kv86UK6e5tHXLAwRorFDzzAXHhi5Fsk-Te9SVoARnI3P_WQYrR3QjnMnSpv4i2MuzA/s640/blogger-image-231239638.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeBQSchKpwAA_eZH5HlWN4lIJJmUbSK3ggVyy-FL5WWn4eLpbPql5id4IYK1XYVEGGiNYDfNZu-kv86UK6e5tHXLAwRorFDzzAXHhi5Fsk-Te9SVoARnI3P_WQYrR3QjnMnSpv4i2MuzA/s640/blogger-image-231239638.jpg"></a></div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyEByEZvqvIknrlhHeVHG8M1Nf98xTcMSisbKm_TOsCQ0nI-A5kNctj2D6uW4j1icEqpPKe-x3g9CgWdo5UtYvm4TjXzqzEGguffjdkfhVSmPtFKaUwb59t1rGUKcofRHxoRbpVdkyYi4/s640/blogger-image--414429163.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyEByEZvqvIknrlhHeVHG8M1Nf98xTcMSisbKm_TOsCQ0nI-A5kNctj2D6uW4j1icEqpPKe-x3g9CgWdo5UtYvm4TjXzqzEGguffjdkfhVSmPtFKaUwb59t1rGUKcofRHxoRbpVdkyYi4/s640/blogger-image--414429163.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">We also had our traditional family pumpkin dinner and Grandma and Grandpa Bowlers! It was a great meal as usual and always fun to be with all my family! </div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQwtA6YWusgb3egIo3KAWb5iAreJhJXHOVcuj9PRV5N58E1jqWndOooh-vLSj-qkTGWXhzFajo8_msxgc6MnwHSh6AWKdMuEi6r3JYBSrS20u07PWwIn0BmJOMZEeRWB80jwhMlPKi-rM/s640/blogger-image-1009868062.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQwtA6YWusgb3egIo3KAWb5iAreJhJXHOVcuj9PRV5N58E1jqWndOooh-vLSj-qkTGWXhzFajo8_msxgc6MnwHSh6AWKdMuEi6r3JYBSrS20u07PWwIn0BmJOMZEeRWB80jwhMlPKi-rM/s640/blogger-image-1009868062.jpg"></a></div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTz0J6GyRAeVOTrLm3mo6xErpVjZyMzn5LYKPULUgWdLhAotWe023HQCGik5fggZvyHKtxgC1AEi8OiQidb_Rus6iHUDvV8noWAAoy3GiuMlz8PBCLLaRQrCDD7Iz_GnlLj7FA6KAsx14/s640/blogger-image-1898728510.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTz0J6GyRAeVOTrLm3mo6xErpVjZyMzn5LYKPULUgWdLhAotWe023HQCGik5fggZvyHKtxgC1AEi8OiQidb_Rus6iHUDvV8noWAAoy3GiuMlz8PBCLLaRQrCDD7Iz_GnlLj7FA6KAsx14/s640/blogger-image-1898728510.jpg"></a></div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkxAbYcG_3uyh4A1tDdtx62C46Cb0yxvgrCp3sMqMjkCnRkqrikQq87wn7NzSA3aYglpfFdkOgX1w22em5NXZcgk2oRT7-GpFP08P8zE0wnEW6hkbK2akCtsbXMJu0dWsRvdJXkh8_BWo/s640/blogger-image-722772174.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkxAbYcG_3uyh4A1tDdtx62C46Cb0yxvgrCp3sMqMjkCnRkqrikQq87wn7NzSA3aYglpfFdkOgX1w22em5NXZcgk2oRT7-GpFP08P8zE0wnEW6hkbK2akCtsbXMJu0dWsRvdJXkh8_BWo/s640/blogger-image-722772174.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Three Halloweens down, many more to go! </div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuKFdhf10Cjy0kksMyTZfA2JBCODTqJg9L5goxA5XRdUWy_KHdr9NRqrSiwotwm_IWQ4oBccUal3cXtWcXHmyxWFbuP5cWRHcwkGKX5p6L_Xtd1vetI0ByGLFBgTmewBcVju9Z_QJGQKI/s640/blogger-image--1636266075.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuKFdhf10Cjy0kksMyTZfA2JBCODTqJg9L5goxA5XRdUWy_KHdr9NRqrSiwotwm_IWQ4oBccUal3cXtWcXHmyxWFbuP5cWRHcwkGKX5p6L_Xtd1vetI0ByGLFBgTmewBcVju9Z_QJGQKI/s640/blogger-image--1636266075.jpg"></a></div>marshall memorieshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06778011159630268221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270893461930539821.post-30014107592763464472013-11-24T22:38:00.001-07:002013-12-07T20:19:03.075-07:00Elsie turned 2My sweet girl turned 2!!!! I can't believe it's been 2 years since I first experienced motherhood. The love I felt was undescribale, any mother out there knows the feeling. And the gratitude I felt that she had finally arrive, safely and healthy, I will feel indebted to my Savior forever. We worked so hard for her and she has been worth every trial. <div><br></div><div>With that being said, we've had our rough days. From 18 months to right when she turned 2, the tantrums seemed daily. They weren't always full force, but it seemed we had some kind of break down over the littlest thigs.. Sometimes I'd laugh, and thought how ridiculous, and other times I thought I wanted to lock her in her room until bed time! Luckily we have enjoyed a break from that the past 3 weeks! She has been such a joy and the good is definitely out weighing the bad days at the moment. Hoping she stays this way until her new baby brother arrives. </div><div><br></div><div>Elsie at 2:</div><div><br></div><div>Weight: 31.2 pounds</div><div>Height: 35 1/2 inches</div><div>90% for both height and weight</div><div>Her hair is getting long.. To the middle of her back! To bad it's just like mine, stringent and straight! Some curl would be nice :)</div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div>Elsie strengths:</div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">-Sharing! She is really good at sharing her toys, snacks, drinks, whatever.. This I'm grateful for.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">-Following Directions. She's really good at doing the small tasks I ask her.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">-Giving Loves. She the most loveable little girl I know and loves to hand out loves to all. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">-Saying Prayers. She says them almost every night at dinner and always before bed. She never forgets to bless Mom and Dad and Diesel. :)</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">-Sleeping! Elsie has been a great sleeper since birth really, but I'm grateful she still naps and sleeps through the night. Hoping this continues with the transition of a toddler bed!</span></div><div><br></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">Some things we need to work on:</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">-Speech! She is learning new words every day but they aren't as clear as they should be. We'll get there but it's taking us some time. </font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">-Eating better! I don't know how she is in the 90 percentile when she never eats a thing. She is by far the most pickiest eater I know. I might be to blame since I was hesitant to give her anything that wasn't purĆ©ed or mashed up, but I'm paying for it now.. She needs to learn to eat!!!!!! š¤</font></div><div><br></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">We had a wonderful time celebrating her 2nd birthday! We went to Pizza Hut and Jumping Jungle to celebrate with Lizzie Beth, Charlotte, and Shellie. We kept it simple but we had a great time! Being a Mom to this sweet girl has taught me a lot of patience, that my way isn't always the best, and has taught me to love a way I never thought possible. She is my world, and I'm grateful she is apart of our family. We love you so so much Elsie!!!!!!! </font></div><div><br></div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnzwbnACiqOlcIg0z83l6otVy2OrcJwChKcfESuYPSBnXTgzs4lPNeejDoHr4xlKGEZ3SOgfZFN-SmZr6JTTK1b5jZFAymZoU6UX3AI8Sr1ejw81MpOw_QWiX6S6OSsauxQBiWHRhKnlU/s640/blogger-image-1261278946.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnzwbnACiqOlcIg0z83l6otVy2OrcJwChKcfESuYPSBnXTgzs4lPNeejDoHr4xlKGEZ3SOgfZFN-SmZr6JTTK1b5jZFAymZoU6UX3AI8Sr1ejw81MpOw_QWiX6S6OSsauxQBiWHRhKnlU/s640/blogger-image-1261278946.jpg"></a></div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTqLQ3pbUk3OR1PCkRFEWdNu3di9v-RQmiKWKEBh_m5opI7BySyzGVbaMlmcE83gZ7QFcBTyzuLe8N35KhNKKH2yt4xzYJ5820Ghrs861nTcVDkJJ1GFUTjTBoEeijzA2K3J0L5xAyATE/s640/blogger-image-1263069418.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTqLQ3pbUk3OR1PCkRFEWdNu3di9v-RQmiKWKEBh_m5opI7BySyzGVbaMlmcE83gZ7QFcBTyzuLe8N35KhNKKH2yt4xzYJ5820Ghrs861nTcVDkJJ1GFUTjTBoEeijzA2K3J0L5xAyATE/s640/blogger-image-1263069418.jpg"></a></div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLusCdx37GwfHSjoeWU8Smyoa8xUOCuOiKBZAJshtcTeboa6FnWed-Jl81Rywl0Qhs9NLkzr3pdCc7HRCyMIkt0qz6-vQBqF48-l8YR3QGiFSiIA7fXIZRDnCF9IGtryq7omqcxMVFmgY/s640/blogger-image--1849466565.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLusCdx37GwfHSjoeWU8Smyoa8xUOCuOiKBZAJshtcTeboa6FnWed-Jl81Rywl0Qhs9NLkzr3pdCc7HRCyMIkt0qz6-vQBqF48-l8YR3QGiFSiIA7fXIZRDnCF9IGtryq7omqcxMVFmgY/s640/blogger-image--1849466565.jpg"></a></div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh004A9vXRdcGhEogvFTxQ9D0BATSUpca1phrIyQSsRpAeWqVqN_MRSm8qGO5jsCHyWe4mMyYBb6U7hzUaTQ7oIELrKy32JgZtpuK6nPXgygo9EPH9Vnp7kWlhcGrc16YsMCH-22c3vDgk/s640/blogger-image-402393293.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh004A9vXRdcGhEogvFTxQ9D0BATSUpca1phrIyQSsRpAeWqVqN_MRSm8qGO5jsCHyWe4mMyYBb6U7hzUaTQ7oIELrKy32JgZtpuK6nPXgygo9EPH9Vnp7kWlhcGrc16YsMCH-22c3vDgk/s640/blogger-image-402393293.jpg"></a></div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgXiBomTn-4-qJX03HjFAoN2ppF-Ez2wImJ-cRykaFtKxP7D7W0lGiEyT05cdzH5YUfuhzAyaZHsT1Ggz0ZB0sKzf1dZ55czGEyrbrUKeijx7-KJFSRkrKXchtTjBBspdnUKhVST1hLmI/s640/blogger-image--1049616051.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgXiBomTn-4-qJX03HjFAoN2ppF-Ez2wImJ-cRykaFtKxP7D7W0lGiEyT05cdzH5YUfuhzAyaZHsT1Ggz0ZB0sKzf1dZ55czGEyrbrUKeijx7-KJFSRkrKXchtTjBBspdnUKhVST1hLmI/s640/blogger-image--1049616051.jpg"></a></div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqLECatIrcv9ZPBR85YqOtAyaKoFnX70MhV7PEPYdxlyHZdZ3me74rkzE9fqwIpu-wGfvI00pzQt0jg70Zi_a278mzUegQRaPjo594Cdx75FpLL9yADlWhGJWEC9feG0rNdVMQHg9F2UE/s640/blogger-image-649514103.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqLECatIrcv9ZPBR85YqOtAyaKoFnX70MhV7PEPYdxlyHZdZ3me74rkzE9fqwIpu-wGfvI00pzQt0jg70Zi_a278mzUegQRaPjo594Cdx75FpLL9yADlWhGJWEC9feG0rNdVMQHg9F2UE/s640/blogger-image-649514103.jpg"></a></div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiclWQoTiYIi7nwJjZ4Quq2t_B-BKih7PWE9MiSGeiLeLs-93sBQH7Y42VE8Q1YX2rVQ9GaID-EgahdKFKDAjhV5r1BjdwPs_xn6u00_Hu-rbYzy1bWU3tvAMggUKLLjByeSyuFA-eeBYw/s640/blogger-image--1712179445.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiclWQoTiYIi7nwJjZ4Quq2t_B-BKih7PWE9MiSGeiLeLs-93sBQH7Y42VE8Q1YX2rVQ9GaID-EgahdKFKDAjhV5r1BjdwPs_xn6u00_Hu-rbYzy1bWU3tvAMggUKLLjByeSyuFA-eeBYw/s640/blogger-image--1712179445.jpg"></a></div>marshall memorieshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06778011159630268221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270893461930539821.post-18361141323465053962013-11-24T22:12:00.001-07:002013-11-24T23:10:55.133-07:00We're pregnant!!!!I'm soo late on blogging but I'm coming back with great news... We're pregnant!!!! I've had a lot of people ask if we were lucky enough to get pregnant naturally but we didn't!! We had to do another round of IVF and I'm so grateful we have found something that's works!!! Even if it costs 20,000$+ dollars.... Can't put a price tag on these babies!!!! <div><br></div><div><br></div><div>Pregnancy has been great!! Similar to when I was pregnant with Elsie! No morning sickness, a little tired, ect, but it's been a breeze this far. IVF however was rough this round. I experienced OHSS for the first time and that was horrible. I looked 6 months pregnant before we even knew if I was yet because my abdomen filled up with fluid. The pain was horrible and I threw up and felt so sick for days... But was it all worth it, YES! We found out October 13 that we are having a BOY!!!! I still can't believe it. I feel it's still a girl because I only know a girl... I wanted a boy so badly and glad that I was blessed with one of each!! </div><div><br></div><div>As far as time, I feel like its flying by! Elsie's pregnancy seemed to never end... Maybe because it never did, I don't know. But this one seems to be approaching before I am even close to ready. Hopefully I get there... Even a name would be a nice start but we haven't even been able to get that far. Until then, I'll enjoy all the sour and salty cravings I'm having.. Which was much different then my last. Sweets with Elsie and this one it's all about the sour, salt and spice. </div><div><br></div><div>I'm grateful for my little family. I'm grateful for modern medicine, and I'm grateful we get to have another sweet baby join our family!!! </div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhom2g6gDzHhKAN1WL6THGykECuhBQLw8Fj5RcWj6u4glhjuCdbihQxNwwMA5mQAn5gngnl8H7M9fGBqsUcAKok_Kr71J480Uw2Xj_ouoRIh4VAOHlSRIbfKHF8eFSAeROZPhPLVEnqucM/s640/blogger-image--491899884.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhom2g6gDzHhKAN1WL6THGykECuhBQLw8Fj5RcWj6u4glhjuCdbihQxNwwMA5mQAn5gngnl8H7M9fGBqsUcAKok_Kr71J480Uw2Xj_ouoRIh4VAOHlSRIbfKHF8eFSAeROZPhPLVEnqucM/s640/blogger-image--491899884.jpg"></a></div>marshall memorieshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06778011159630268221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270893461930539821.post-53126583563819286992013-05-28T23:34:00.001-06:002013-05-28T23:34:58.213-06:00Memorial Day Weekend 2013<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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We had a wonderful weekend.. It started at the new "Discovery Children's Museum" that's in Las Vegas. E had a ball. I have to say, it made me want to be a kid again... It was impressive. I relaxed mostly while J did all the running around, going down slides, and getting wet in the fountains with E. He won Dad of the year that day! Needless to say, we'll be back! Great Day!!</div>
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We miss these guys!!! My Grandpa- He was an amazing man. Died conquering the world, and loving all who was apart of his life. My Grandma was the definition of supportive!! I can't imagine being the wife of a man who was involved in all he was. The time he was away from home helping others in need, building the community, and sharing the gospel. She is a hero in my eyes. Grandma Thella- Oh how I wish I could have met her, at least once. She was the salt of the earth I always hear. She was a woman of strength. And Grandpa Bill. The stories of Grandpa Bill. I've been married to J for almost 7 years, and it seems theres always a new story to be shared. Jody misses him desperately. DESPERATELY! He being the only Father figure J has ever had, he misses him for so many reasons. He passed while J was on his mission.. Right at Christmas time, his first year. I know he would be proud of J and the man he has become. We can't wait to see them again and are grateful for the examples they all were in our life. </div>
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<span style="text-align: center;">Oh.. and E got a new bike!! We found too good of a deal online to pass up, so we bought it now. Dad is stoked. Moms not happy. Dreading the day she suits up to ride solo. Won't be long.. but she will love it. Dad takes care of her. Thanks Dad!!</span></div>
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marshall memorieshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06778011159630268221noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270893461930539821.post-34293108360470872162013-05-27T01:23:00.001-06:002013-05-27T01:23:27.705-06:00Making a Promise to MyselfThis week I've been a little crazy.. Blaming it on- I'm not feeling well; <i>stupid cold</i>... maybe things not going our way, or always hormones??<i> it is that time</i> :/ .... Who knows! I've been a little short, a little impatient, and maybe a little selfish.<br />
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Thursday night, I had the worst sore throat I think I've ever had. I woke up in tears from the pain to swallow, it was excruciating... It seemed to get better as the day went on. Friday, I was tired.. still feeling weak, but feeling on the mend. E had an eye appointment in St George at 3:30 that afternoon. I debated over and over about canceling... Excuses were; the drive, her eye really isn't that bad, whats another couple months, I don't want to go alone and so on. I called to reschedule and it would push us back to August to have the simple procedure done. I didn't want her to wait that long so I decided we would go.<br />
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I had hair that morning, still feeling weak, J was having a day at work that was adding stress to a stressful day, but thankfully E was being a total gem. We've had a couple bad weeks of temper tantrums and whining, but Friday was a good day. Every day since has been a good day.. I am thankful.<br />
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We hurried to get out of the door in time.. seems like we never make it.. but we were right on schedule. As we were driving to her appointment, I had my mother in law who was anything but sober... pushing me to my limits, and getting me that much closer to my boiling point. Then J called to vent his stressful day of work on his supportive, <strike>ready to scream,</strike> wife. I finally got off my phone and looked back to check on E.. She had decided to squirt her bottle of milk, just entertaining herself and playing of course on her new, clean, cute clothes. I grabbed the bottle and snapped!!!!! Yelling... "NO!!!!! WE DON'T DO THAT!!!" With that motherly finger point and a beyond angry stern face, ripping the bottle from her hands... I was driving so my face was back on the road. I threw the basically empty bottle on the passenger seat. I had hit my limit.... After a minute or so, I look back at E.... I still see her face as it was... Sad, Heartbroken, Scared, Red, Water Filled Eyes, with a quivering lip. She didn't cry. She wanted to. I wanted to. I looked back to the road and back at her, still looking at me with THAT look.<br />
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As I'm typing this now, my eyes fill up with tears. My heart broke. Here I had taken EVERYTHING that had made MY day absolutely frustrating, out on this sweet girl who simple didn't even know what she was doing was not okay. She had been nothing but good to me and that's how I reacted to literally <i>spilt milk</i>...<br />
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marshall memorieshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06778011159630268221noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270893461930539821.post-34312840536403606252013-04-22T23:21:00.003-06:002013-04-22T23:21:39.555-06:00Jamaica, Mon!I LOVE to vacation... When it comes to birthdays, anniversaries, holidays, some people are usually making a list of items they want... all I want is to plan a trip! We've been able to track some ground since J and I have been married... Los Cabos, Ensenada, Cancun, Hawaii, and now Jamaica! We've traveled some state side as well but every place has been a great experience and we still have much more to see! I have to admit, it was a lot easier before we had E in our lives... There was a sense of guilt as I laid on the beach, care free, soaking up a week of ME time!! I forgot what that was like.<br />
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marshall memorieshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06778011159630268221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270893461930539821.post-36885142829308043352013-04-02T22:03:00.000-06:002013-04-02T22:03:20.849-06:00Easter 2013Easter was great this year... Gotta give it up to those little ones! They make holidays feel like your a kid again! We had the best...<br />
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We celebrated the morning a little crazy. J had to speak in church and lucky for us, we have 9:00 church. Of course me and E were late so we didn't get our Easter 2013 Family Picture.... so tragic ;)... but we made it in time to hear "Dada" speak and he did wonderful.<br />
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This is the only picture I have of E in her Easter dress. The girl HATES taking pictures.. SOO not my kid! Not that I love it, but when necessary, I can strike a pose and have fun with it! Not this one.. But we love her anyways and she looked simply beautiful..<br />
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Later, we met up with cousins at Grandma and Grandpa Bowler's house... We had lots of fun with our family... decorating eggs, finding easter treats, and enjoying the adult interaction for us siblings. I love my family so much. We always have a great time when we get together!!<br />
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First, I'm grateful for holidays! Easter is tomorrow and it's another favorite. We spent the day with family doing atv rides, picnics, a little gun shooting, ya know.... country stuff and I LOVE it!!! As much as I love the city life, when I get out into the desert, nothing makes me happier.<br />
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Another positive... Grateful for my Savior. This week has been FREAKING hard!!!! It's been a roller coaster ride, and I hate roller coasters!!! With that being said, I finally made it to the store this morning. Elsie was having probably the most epic meltdown of her short life while we were there and I was ready to bust into tears... honestly! Might sound ridiculous, but it was the cherry on top of a hard time. I get out to my car, and a woman I don't even know, kindly said, "wait right there," as I approached my car to load groceries. I didn't know what to think, so I started loading groceries, finished, and put Elsie in the car. She walked over to me to give me the most beautiful crochet blanket with the words "I want you to have this for your beautiful girl!" I thanked her a million times, as she walked away and then I hopped in my car.... The tears finally came. The Lord is amazing. He knew I needed something... Something that would make my heart smile, and that was it. It's amazing as to how much a stranger at our local food market, could touch my heart in such a way she did. I'm GRATEFUL for that woman, the words she said, and the tender mercy it was.<br />
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This week. I have HATED this week. I've been mad, bitter, angry... and I RARELY let such emotions take me over. Not saying I don't have bad days, but I usually handle the bad deck of cards that are thrown my way pretty well. This week... I didn't. Luckily, I'm getting there. We have infertility problems. Obviously thats no secret. I'm okay with it. People get scared to ask what the problem is, and we are completely open about it. I have PCOS which is a metabolic disorder mostly, but can cause problems with infertility. We tried for 5 years to get our sweet Elsie, and I thank my lucky stars EVERY night for her (even after this mornings grocery store episode ;)... and for the wonderful modern medicine such as IVF so we can have her! I love that girl more than anything!!<br />
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18 months later. I was ready for another baby... J was ready for another baby! We decided we would fly back to Boston and do it again to get our last one! We flew back, had a great trip, our embryos looked amazing, all seemed hopeful. We did the procedure, and the waiting week began to find out if it worked. Anyone who has done fertility treatments, knows that waiting period, is the longest wait of your life. Of course I'm crazy, and started testing 5 days after the procedure. It was POSITIVE!! I continued to test every morning after that, and the positive line just got darker and popped up quicker. I was pregnant. It finally became time to do the blood test. I passed! Numbers looked great, we were getting excited. We did another blood test 3 days later, and numbers were increasing really well just like they were supposed to. Monday I had my ultrasound, saw the little sac and we were officially pregnant and beyond excited about it. Life was as "planned!"<br />
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Two days later....Wednesday..... Rita was here cleaning my house (totally have a cleaning lady for my 2x2 house.. don't judge!!) and I was helping cleaning as well. I started to feel weird so I put Elsie down for her nap, and laid down myself. My sis-in-law showed up minutes later for me to do her hair, so we proceeded with the hair cutting/coloring. As I was foiling her hair, I felt it. I knew I was bleeding and I was scared to even go to the bathroom to check, but I did. I lost it... I knew! In my mind, I was trying to be hopeful as I called my doc, maybe a blood clot, maybe implantation bleeding, or maybe I just miscarried. We rushed into Vegas to get an ultrasound and the little tiny sac we once saw was gone. I cried... I cried... and I cried!! I know MANY have had miscarriages. My heart goes out to you. Their common and they suck!! But what left me in my bitter rut, WHY me?? Haven't I already been through enough?? 5 years of bull sh!t testing, failed treatments, thousands of dollars, and high hopes?? WHY couldn't the pregnant tests just been negative from the beginning? WHY can my crack a** neighbor have 9 kids, but J and I who are trying our best to be good parents, can't get another?? I have a million questions as to why... NO answers! I've learned it's okay... and I can handle the trial. Everyone has something they're going through... we're all trying to figure out WHY! Sometimes we get the answers, and sometimes we don't.<br />
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What I do know... is I'm blessed! I have great health, I have a husband who loves me, and who I adore, and a miracle daughter already who is the best part of our little family... and knowing I have them forever it the greatest blessing of all. No one can take THEM away. And that's why my favorite quote is "Being happy doesn't mean everything is perfect, but it means you've been able to look beyond the imperfections!" I'm grateful to be able to pass this rough patch in life, with the help of my Savior, and the sweet woman who reminded me that I have a beautiful girl to cherish now and to pull out, and be "happy" with my life, imperfections and all! :)<br />
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<br />marshall memorieshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06778011159630268221noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270893461930539821.post-39307819386168682892013-02-16T14:23:00.001-07:002013-02-16T14:23:44.605-07:00Safe HavenI've been waiting for another epic Nicholas Sparks movie since "The Notebook." It seemed like it never came and none of the others (Dear John, The Vow, The Lucky One) even compared to the famous classic love story! <br />
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Safe Haven was all sorts of amazing! I'm getting excited to read the book because I loved the movie so much!!<br />
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My husband has a mother who is special. Mentally handicap. Socially awkward. And not the prettiest physically. She struggles in almost every way in what "we" often think is normal. She is not. She is different. <br />
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Monday is HER day... Her day to go to the local bank to get her money out for the week. Her day to splurge on a McDonalds Chocolate shake if she feels the desire. Her day to go downtown, with her 50.00$ allowance to buy whatever she needs for the week. And when I think of 50$ for a week with groceries, entertainment, and living essentials, I don't know if I could survive. She can and doesn't complain. <br />
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As she was pacing down the grocery store aisle, filling her cart with things, she knew her son who worked across the street would love a Pepsi! With what little change she had left, she bought a Pepsi to walk over to her sons office. <br />
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As she was walking.. Or possibly strutting because she feels pretty, maybe because this weekly task is her highlight of the week and wears only her best... my husband hears a few comments from the boys in his office, nothing positive, actually quite hurtful... beating up this woman walking across the street towards them with a Pepsi. J walks out from his office to see who the jokes were being directed to... The woman, who spent what little change she had, for her sweet boy... His mother! <br />
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He quickly went through the back door, around his office, to stop her from going in... Simply to not embarrass her or put the new employees to shame for how they acted.. He thanked her for the drink, and she headed back to the store. His heart was heavy as he sat in his office hearing the jokes and comments being made until she disappeared! He stands up for his Mom, takes care of her and loves her more than anything... But he felt it wasn't his place to say something then. There will be a moment when she will appear in his office, and be introduced as his mother and I hope they take this experience and learn from it because I know we've all been there! I know I've been on the employee side SOMETIME in my life. <br />
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Elsie has always seemed like my little newborn for a long time.. I think that might be with every first child? Who knows, but this last month, she has officially moved into toddler world. I love watching her little personality grow. And lately, it seems to be growing by the day!<br />
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-She's the pickiest eater!!! and I mean PICKY!!<br />
-Obsessed with stairs<br />
-Loves to sit on the couch like a big girl<br />
-Runs every where<br />
-Nods her head yes and no<br />
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No, no, no, no<br />
Kitty Kitty Kitty<br />
Voom Voom (Truck)<br />
Mmmmmmm (Yummy)<br />
Fish - Thanks to Finding Nemo which she LOVES!<br />
Ba (Ball)<br />
Mmmmm (Moo.. which we hear often every time she can't find her cow!)<br />
Ma ma<br />
Da da da<br />
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Watch Elmo, Elmo and more Elmo<br />
Finding Nemo<br />
Books<br />
Chewing on cords<br />
Playing outside<br />
Jumping on the trampoline<br />
Picking up rocks and bringing them to mom, or anything really!!<br />
Crazy Granny... who knew, but she loves this woman!! And it makes my heart happy on both ends!<br />
Popsicles<br />
Mac n Cheese... or just plain cheese<br />
Apple Juice, Powerade, and Pepsi -oops!<br />
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marshall memorieshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06778011159630268221noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270893461930539821.post-10704013518729357162013-01-22T23:53:00.000-07:002013-01-22T23:53:02.023-07:002012 Christmas MemoriesWe had a wonderful Christmas Holiday this year! We deserved it. Last year, we moved clear across the country, and spent every last bit of savings in doing so. We were so busy trying to structure our lives, with a newborn and a move, we didn't even find time to fill our hearts with the Christmas spirit or put up a Christmas tree. Depressing!!!<br />
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Her favorite to this day.. lady bug pillow!!</div>
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Dad hooked Mama up.. One of my best years yet :)</div>
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With this desk being a total surprise and handmade by my sweet love!</div>
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I don't like Santa... but I like his bell!! :)</div>
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The only regret I had... NO Christmas Cards!! Will I EVER do these??? I've wanted to since we were married but never seemed to actually do it. Story. Of. My. Life.<br />
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Watching TV at a whole new level... in her own mini rocker<br />
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<u><span style="font-size: large;">Kate Somerville Spot Treatment</span></u><br />
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I found this while I was living in Boston... Oh how I miss the humidity more now then ever, but when I first moved there, my skin went CRAZY!!! A girl at Sephora recommended this to me, and I have thought of her often as I've used it... because she pretty much saved my life!! (Could I be any more dramatic?? Probably not because it really is amazing ;)<br />
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This is BY FAR my favorite chap stick out there! I'm a total chap stick addict and snob... People say you have to stop using it because your lips are addicted, but I JUST CAN'T STOP!! Starting to have sympathy for all the drug addicts out there because some things are just. that. hard! Anyways, It used to only be found in stores during the holiday season and I would buy 15 of them.. NOW, I can't even find it in stores during the season... so I order it on amazon. It leaves the cool, peppermint, feeling which just simply feels... refreshing!<br />
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Total Confession.... I shave my face! It's true... no shame!! Those who know me know I am an open book when it comes to ANYTHING!! But honestly.... one of my biggest pet peeves is facial hair. Even us blondes who think its light and barely there... IT IS.. AND IT'S GROSS.. Get rid of it!!! :) I've done waxing, bleaching, and threading (which by the way, hurts sooo bad.) Neither one is worth the effort or the $$$. I found this amazing product about 6 months ago and it is worth every bit of $3.99 on amazon. It has the worst name ever.... TINKLE!! Really?? That's the best name you could come up with?! Anyways... it's amazing and I'm in love.... And the whole myth of "Don't shave, it comes back thicker and more hairy... TOTALLY FALSE!!" Don't believe those words from anyone.. My dermatologist confirmed it ;0<br />
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This stuff is hands down, the best detangler out there. You know that blonde girl... maybe age 7 or 8, that lives at the Logandale Pool all week long and then shows up to church with nasty, green, fuzzy ends, and is pretty much just one HOT MESS?? Yeah, that was me... Poor child! My mother had not discovered this product back then, and I'm convinced it would have saved my poor hair, and many hair battles as she tried combing all my snarls out each night! The. Best.<br />
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<u><span style="font-size: large;">Equate "Advance Recovery" Body Lotion</span></u><br />
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My skin is SOOO dry. I don't remember being this dry before we lived in Boston, but since I've been back, I can't get enough of this body lotion! I've tried Cocoa Butter, Vaseline, Jergens, Lubiderm but nothing seems to do the job quite like this... and best part, it's cheap and fragrance free!!!<br />
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I know we've all heard countless things on holistic medicine and these dang oils, but I'm guilty and totally got suckered into believing they are as awesome as all do say!! I diffuse them almost daily, and make a little concoction in my nightly creme. I also use On Guard with Elsie nightly, and she has never been sick!! AND... shocking... she was strictly a formula fed baby! So ALL who gave me crap about not breast feeding... looks like we're doing pretty well over here in the Marshall house... Thanks to Enfamil and ............. On Guard!!!<br />
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<br />marshall memorieshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06778011159630268221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270893461930539821.post-54762055645109239602012-11-15T21:18:00.001-07:002012-11-15T21:30:01.956-07:00Elsie's 1 year check up!My sweet Elsie turned 1 this year... People always would say how fast they grow and I can now see why! It feels like yesterday we were in the hospital in tears thinking she would NEVER COME OUT!!! Finally after 2 days at the hospital, 3 hours of pushing, and a episiotomy from hell, she did!! <br />
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This year has been full of complete happiness! For so long I wanted HER, and she has been more beautiful, more precious, and more FUN then I could have ever imagined! I haven't lost myself in her, or with being obsessed about finally becoming a mom (which I feel a lot of woman struggle with but that's it's own post) but I feel that I cherish each moment with her and I'm trying to enjoy each phase to the fullest!! <br />
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She had one fun Elmo party!!! We had lots of family and friends gather round to share her special day. My most favorite memory of her party is watching her scream as the kids hit her Elmo piƱata! Poor girl just didn't get it.. Can't say I blame her. <br />
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Some things about Elsie at age 1:<br />
-she doesn't like sweets<br />
-she loves peas, cheddar puffs, and drinks to no end (water, milk, anything)<br />
-she has 4 top teeth and 3 bottom<br />
-she pounds some serious laps.. Past walking.. Girlfriend straight runs!<br />
-she weighs 21.5 pounds<br />
-she's 30.5" tall <br />
-and her awesome Bowler head is measuring at 18.5"... That's my girl!<br />
-she shakes her booty (my favorite)<br />
-she does a piggy face<br />
-says moo, na na na na (no no no no), da da, ma ma<br />
-she sings... It's cute now but if she takes after me or Jod, she's in trouble<br />
-she's in size 4 diapers<br />
-she gives the best loves and kisses<br />
-when she's tired, she lays her face into the ground with her cow, don't forget the cow<br />
-she laughs more at herself then anyone else<br />
-she loves to get scared and play peek a boo, or "I"m gonna get you!"<br />
-her favorite people besides us of course ;)... Jamie, Jeff, any 2-4 yr old, Laureen, Launa, and the Hopkins clan<br />
-she sleeps like a champ 7-7:30 or 8 with 2 good naps a day! <br />
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I love this girl more than anything in the world and I'm so glad for the wonderful year we've shared as a family and for many more to come!!<br />
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As for me... I can be bitter at times, negative, annoyed, and many other things that aren't Christlike characteristics, but I feel that's part of being human. We all struggle with such things.. Or at least I hope so! I look at my current state and couldn't be more happier in my life!! Of course I don't have it all, but I have found a way to find happiness in all the things I do have, and all the things I don't.. In all the things that are perfect, yet all the things that aren't.. One of my most favorite quotes is "Being happy doesn't mean everything is perfect, but that you've learned to look beyond the imperfections." I feel that I have finally been able to do that! So many things aren't perfect in my life... (this is a long list for another blog post) but here is a list of the important things, at least to me, where I am able to lay my head down every night with a happy heart for all I do have! <br />
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- The Gospel- without it, I would be lost. It's as simple as that! It guides me everyday, and strives me to be the very best person, friend, mother, wife, daughter I can be. <br />
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- My Husband- I love this man more then anything in the world and I'm thankful everyday he's mine.. He is 100% my soulmate and I know the Lord put him on this earth for ME and it's reassured to me often! He is my rock.. He makes everything better, he makes life exciting! He has one of the strongest testimonies I've ever seen, thats all his! He's figured out so much of life on he's own and done a fine job in doing so! I loooove the outstanding father he is... He may not be the best at changing diapers, making dinners, cleaning bathrooms or seeing things that need to be done and doing them, in fact, he actually really sucks at all those above :)... BUT, he WILL do anything I ask, and try his hardest to do his best... He adores Elsie to no end, makes her days full of fun! Exceptionally thankful for him!! <br />
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- My sweet Elsie- where would I be without this girl... She is my whole life!!! There's not a day I don't look at her and feel a tremendous amount of gratitude for the blessing she has been in our lives. She has lit up our world.. Our family is a happier one because SHE'S in it! <br />
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- Puss the kitty- her sweet soul brings a sense of peace in this crazy house.<br />
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- My car- she isn't the shiniest, nor the nicest, but I love my car.. It gets awesome gas mileage and has been a faithful thing since the beginning. <br />
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- My parents- I have missed them more then I could ever say... Sooo thankful to have them home. Even though I'm old, married, with a child of my own, I will always look up to them and asking for help and advice til the day I die! <br />
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- My mother in law- at times I would completely deny that I love this woman and am thankful for her in my life, but I would be lying to myself if I did. She teaches me things everyday, and has the heart of gold! She would give you her last dollar or the shirt off her back for a complete stranger. I yearn to be more like her and her Christlike qualities.<br />
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- My friends- I have some pretty awesome friends in my life.. Young and old! Family, not family, but I'm grateful for friendships in this life and the wonderful ones I have.<br />
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- Food- need I say more.<br />
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- My home- it may not be the most cleanliness, or the most organized, but I have a warm, cozy, love filled home, that brings a smile to my face on cold, windy or rainy nights!<br />
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- A good heart- I'm thankful I was blessed with a good heart, who has good intentions and tries to see and love everything and all around! Of course I'm not perfect and have plenty of negative things in my life, but at the end of the day, I try to focus on the good, and do my best to be the sweet, kind person I know the Lord would want me to be. <br />
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- Jody's job- I'm thankful my husband has a job.. A job that continues to grow and that provides our family with the temporal things we need to survive and enjoy life. His best quality is that he is a hard worker... He never misses a day when he's sick, he'll get up early, work 20 hour days if needed, and balances out family time in the mix. Grateful he learned such great work ethic and will always do his best to take care of his family's emotional and physical needs!<br />
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- TV Shows- they keep me sane! <br />
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- Holidays - I LOVE holidays... They bring so much joy to all around. <br />
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- Modern day Medicine - it's amazing isn't it? Soo glad I live in a time with all the things they can do!<br />
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- Positive People - I'm thankful for positive people. Life is hard, things don't always go the way WE think or want them to, but I LOVE those positive people that roll with the punches and continue to find the good. I strive to be more like this. Thank you for being good examples to me! <br />
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At the end of the day, my list would never have an end because I'm thankful for all that I have, imperfections and all! <br />
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HAPPY THANKSGIVING TO ALL!!marshall memorieshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06778011159630268221noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270893461930539821.post-20676300262880368952012-08-21T09:49:00.001-06:002012-08-23T21:50:27.855-06:00Mr CowOooohhh, the love Elsie has for Mr Cow (whose really a giraffe)... She has slept with this thing since she was a newborn. She would pull it up on her face to go to sleep at just a few months old. He has always stayed in the crib and used only at sleep time... Until last week! <br />
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Mr Cow has to come out of the crib every time Elsie does. We can't leave him in the car without a few tears . I had to pull him out of her hands last night to finally wash it, and she woke up twice during the process! <br />
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Today Dad got up with her, and she started crying the second he picked her up without her cow! I could hear him trying to calm her as he changed her diaper and started to prep her cereal... Finally I yelled from the back room, half asleep, and said, "she wants her cow!" He went in and grabbed it and that was the end of the fussing! Not sure what changed today to where she feels she needs this thing at her side every single second but I know I'm ordering a new one online in case we ever lose this guy!!! <div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWmbukJxkcad1AzmqHSWLDX8au9ea730u1CNaYa1T4V5xA1oyebF71EfB_2uPgQkr4xs-DhTdeiaxVu_fiKEjtmTKb-bNzz1vheXrCOzGgMNz_qDKWPY16O-fl63Ops7K-8hPnOTvA7oE/s640/blogger-image--1245755318.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWmbukJxkcad1AzmqHSWLDX8au9ea730u1CNaYa1T4V5xA1oyebF71EfB_2uPgQkr4xs-DhTdeiaxVu_fiKEjtmTKb-bNzz1vheXrCOzGgMNz_qDKWPY16O-fl63Ops7K-8hPnOTvA7oE/s640/blogger-image--1245755318.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3OSXX5L0k4bzSB6Z_AlEZgmWcDAbSdQ_PbyQhCJRHl4cJvkj6gVkWJXp3koFOaJnY80sC13Tcj8mUlR9HOGFrtyqV0p-whikB5fG546Z8Dd3nLHUYGBJaky4HsRQ6Y29pWWJ5hYJ1dkQ/s640/blogger-image-1060454242.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3OSXX5L0k4bzSB6Z_AlEZgmWcDAbSdQ_PbyQhCJRHl4cJvkj6gVkWJXp3koFOaJnY80sC13Tcj8mUlR9HOGFrtyqV0p-whikB5fG546Z8Dd3nLHUYGBJaky4HsRQ6Y29pWWJ5hYJ1dkQ/s640/blogger-image-1060454242.jpg" /></a></div>marshall memorieshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06778011159630268221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270893461930539821.post-43864498687611915632012-08-20T21:05:00.002-06:002012-11-17T00:42:35.553-07:00Labor..Pregnancy treated me so well.... I was never sick, I never had heart burn, I slept when I wanted, and my skin (that usually struggles) GLOWED!!! I absolutely LOVED it...<br />
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We were getting close to October 3rd, and my cousin Lara came out while I was 39 weeks, HOPING she would come. We toured Boston, did some shopping, went to the aquarium, the zoo, and everything else you can imagine... TRYING to get the time to fly by.. and lots of walking hoping that would help. Finally around 39 1/2 weeks, we started to get serious about her coming... I ate pineapple, I would bounce on an exercise ball, and finally convinced myself to drink castro oil. OHH that stuff is disgusting!!<br />
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Right after I drank it, we all went to bed, and I woke up around 4:00 AM and called my doctor because I was having contractions. He said I needed to go in because it sounded like I was in labor. My contractions were consistent but no progress was happening. We walked around the hospital for an hour, and after still no progression, we decided to go home and wait to out... WHICH bothered me... I wish they would have just induced me then. Anyways- went home, and contractions stopped and basically had a false labor. <br />
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Then 40 weeks hit... Oh I thought FOR SURE she would come a few days before her due date, if not the day of. I had a doctors appt that day, and the news they shared was, if she doesn't come this next week, we will induce you at 41 weeks on Sunday the 9th! TEARS flew down my face. This baby girl that we have waited soooo long for, finally ready, and STILL had to wait another week which by now, was MISERABLE!!! That week I was busy doing ultrasounds, and placenta testing, making sure all organs were working properly and she wasn't in any distress.<br />
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Sunday, the 9th finally came... still no dialtion and my cervix hadn't done much thinning. They started the cervidal (cervix thinning medicine) the first night. Woke up, not much progress. Decided to give me a pill, every 3 hours on Monday hoping for some progression. I was bitter, miserable, and emotional that day. I think I asked 5 times if I could call quits and do a c-section. They all laughed but that just made me more annoyed. FINALLY, Monday night, I had some light, but steady contractions. It was late, we were all tired, and decided to take a sleeping pill to have me get all the rest I can, and hopefully start labor in the morning. BOY, were they wrong. They gave me the sleeping pill with a light dose of pitocin to keep my contractions steady... By midnight, I was having full on contractions and in the worst pain imaginable... labor!! I asked for the epidural and they didn't even check me (one thing I regret) but they could see I was ready! The anastegologist did the best job on my epidural. I think I told him I loved him a million times and it still wasn't enough. I fell asleep, and slept suprisngly really well!<br />
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At 5:30 AM, I woke up, and they checked me. I was at a 10, and her head was pretty much there. The doc told the nurses to have me hold off on pushing, because he had a scheduled c-section at 6:00. Reality started to set in.. I got a little nervous. Around 9:00, I started pushing.. Felt like I pushed for an eternity.. Never saw any progress. I can remember seeing her hair, but that was all. 10:30 rolled around... I was getting tired. My nurse suggested I use a birthing bar... No progress. Finally around 11:40 AM, my doctor came in and talked about using the vacuum to help get her out. THAT made me nervous. All I could think of was a cone shaped head for the rest of her life!!! Plus, any risks of using it which he assured me that we were safe there.<br />
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I remember pushing so hard, with the help of the vacuum and FINALLY after 3 cuts, yes THREE (an episitomy all the way to the end) the relief of her head finally out... then her shoulders, and then her!!! FINALLY, after the longest wait of my life, I was able to look eyes into my sweet and most precious little girl!!! I lost it... J lost it! We had never felt such joy in our lives. She laid on my stomach for a short time, and then the nurses took her to the table to get all the meconium off her and do what they do. J went over to cut the cord, and was mesmerized by her precious self. She latched on to his fingers immediately. There's not a day that goes by, I'm not grateful for the long wait it was, the experience we had, and THE GIRL the Lord chose to come to our family. She is the best!!! We love you Elsie!!!! 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