tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78176956503957081252024-03-19T06:28:23.785-06:00Interruptions of GratitudeKatiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02061962631330018108noreply@blogger.comBlogger416125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7817695650395708125.post-43173075365494440032016-06-20T15:36:00.000-06:002016-06-20T15:38:25.564-06:00Britton is 9 Months Old!<div style="text-align: center;">
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Our baby boy turned 9 months old today. He was supposed to have a well-check but his momma got the time of the appointment mixed up, so he got his first hair cut instead!</div>
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Here's our big guy pre-hair cut when he was still excited to be sitting in a helicopter. The stylist commented on how cool his hair color was, like a natural ombre.</div>
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Britton did not enjoy getting his hair cut and screamed and wiggled the entire time. But the ladies at Shear Madness were amazing. One wrestled him down while the other blew bubbles which calmed him down for a little while.<br />
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After his hair cut, I was anxious to get him home to take his nine month photos. I mean, look at how handsome he is! But taking his picture has become more and more challenging as he has gotten more mobile and his brother and sister have become more wild. </div>
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He's very loved, if you couldn't tell.</div>
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People usually say he looks like his cousin Everett, but I think he his new do makes him look more like his older cousin Carter.</div>
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Oh, hello handsome. Why did it take us so long to cut your hair?</div>
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Besides wooing us all with his new look, Britton is crawling (you can tell by how red the top of his feet are in the photo above) and pushing out his first tooth. He also loves to clap and watch TV (all concerns about the TV killing brain cells are gone by the third kid) and has conquered his fear of the bathtub and the pool.</div>
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Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02061962631330018108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7817695650395708125.post-28285864203367452222016-05-21T16:13:00.000-06:002016-05-21T16:13:58.247-06:00Britton is 8 Months Old!<div style="text-align: center;">
Our littlest one turned 8 months old yesterday and in an effort to pause time, I'm finally doing a blog update on him.</div>
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I just love this curious, almost crawling, scooting everywhere stage and I find myself often wishing that he didn't have to grow up anymore. We're planning on him being the last baby and I don't have the hopes of another little to snuggle to get me through this first year where everything changes so quickly. The only thing I can do is try to soak up as much of his littleness as I can.</div>
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Britton is 8 months old and finally (FINALLY!!) sleeping better at night. We've been doing the dream feed and it seems to be working. </div>
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Everyone asks me if he is always happy and for the most part he is. As a third child though, he has gotten used to always having someone around and he has begun crying when we leave the room. But other than that, he's a pretty content lil' guy who loves to play and wrestle with his big brother and sister.</div>
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Addy enjoys playing the big sister role, looking after and "taking care" of her baby brother, but Britton really likes her obnoxious 5 year old behavior which can always make him laugh out loud.</div>
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Britton is also very loved by his big brother Remi even though Britton has a tendency to look past him (as pictured above). Every once in awhile though, Remi will do something that makes Britton chuckle.</div>
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At 8 months, Britton isn't crawling yet but he gets around pretty well by rolling or scooting. His scoot is pretty funny as it's not really a scoot, but more like and army crawl where he gets up on one elbow/forearm and throws his body forward, pushing off with his feet. His brother and sister are starting to get more protective of their toys as he gets more mobile. </div>
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Another notable milestone is that Britton has become quite the eater! After a stint of throwing up any purees I made him, we gave the Baby Led Weaning method a try and he's loving it! He will usually join us for every meal now, munching or gnawing on bell peppers, pork chops and chicken. This afternoon he even had some cheese slices with the big kids.</div>
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<i>Mom I made up a song, it's called follow Christ</i></div>
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Do you know what it means to follow Christ?</div>
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Right and it means we believe he's the son of God and he died for our sins and because of that we get to go to heaven </div>
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"Follow Christ," as mentioned above, is one of two Addy Originals so far. Her other song is called "Jesus Died on the Cross," and although it is basically the same phrase over and over, it has a catchy little tune that gets stuck in your head.</div>
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Besides making up songs, my favorite thing about Addy at this age is that she loves to make cards for people. From thank you cards to get well soon cards, she is always finding someone who she thinks should get a card in the mail or hand delivered and I love how she seals the envelopes with a sticker or piece of washi tape, much like her momma. </div>
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Addy has always been a fan of the snow and in February, she and her Dad took ski lessons for the first time. She enjoyed it and we are all excited to be able to ski as a family soon.</div>
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In January, Addy started Pre-K. As the newcomer to the class, she is learning how to be brave and make new friends. We've spent a lot of time over the past couple of months planning and deciding on where she will go to Kindergarten in the fall and although it's hard to believe our sweet little girl is that old, we are getting excited for this new phase.</div>
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What a joy it has been to watch Addy bloom and grow this past year. We are so thankful for our silly and sweet little lady.</div>
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Today is our little man's half birthday.<br>
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He gets older everyday but today seems especially significant because Remi is no longer just two, he's two and a half and to me that's kind of a big deal.</div>
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Our two and a half year old is an energetic, busy little guy who never stops talking. He's loud and crazy, always moving and so so funny.<br>
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Remi is always ready to lend a hand when his dad is working on a project and he's disappointed when there's no more work left to do. </div>
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A fun fact about Remi is that he loves beverages of any kind. A phrase we often hear is: "Can I try some dat?" You can't fix yourself a cup of coffee or enjoy a soda without him asking for some. And if he is lucky enough to actually get to try something, chances are he's going to like it.<br>
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After using his sister's tea cups for a few days, he and his dad decided he needed a "man cup." Now, Remi has afternoon tea in his man cup frequently. Doesn't matter if it's hot or cold, the kids loves him some liquid goodness.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEispxw2OYiPRVPHTMIR7ZAL-uHA7nLTguPsfkAKggDmyP748W0cQffhK2M2oJu6nuWwmZxqN2NN8MecIkiCSkORQ-mu_I58lufswN9l3H3eyHjoiCl_maS_CjSpJv0cDqhlImoHZJ4xycoH/s640/blogger-image--1482291555.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEispxw2OYiPRVPHTMIR7ZAL-uHA7nLTguPsfkAKggDmyP748W0cQffhK2M2oJu6nuWwmZxqN2NN8MecIkiCSkORQ-mu_I58lufswN9l3H3eyHjoiCl_maS_CjSpJv0cDqhlImoHZJ4xycoH/s640/blogger-image--1482291555.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div style="text-align: center;">He loves to play with his cousins and friends but is sometimes more content to help his momma in the kitchen. (The stove was NOT on in the photo above)</div>
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I got to take Remi on a special Christmas Shopping date the other day. He had an idea of what he wanted to get his siblings and his dad and he wasn't to be swayed. He also insisted on carrying the basket the entire time. "<i>I hold it, I strong</i>." He did a great job of keeping his gifts a secret until today at lunch. I started to tell him something when he cut me off….</div>
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<i>"I want to tell Addy something."</i></div>
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<i>"Addy, you can find out on Christmas."</i></div>
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Find out what Remi? Find out what you got me?!?</div>
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"<i>I got you a Barbie!"</i></div>
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Another thing about Remington, that I've recently learned, is that he's pretty handy with glue. We made snow flake ornaments the other day and to my surprise, he set at the table for a decent amount of time gluing buttons onto his snowflake with little help from me. </div>
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I'll end this half birthday update with a funny conversation between Remi and his dad:</div>
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Remi, whats your favorite color?</div>
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<i>"Boo!"</i></div>
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"<i>Spider-man!"</i></div>
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<i>"Batman!"</i></div>
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This is a photo from our newborn session with Britton and I think Remi looks especially handsome.<br>
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Happy Half Birthday to handsome fella!</div>
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Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02061962631330018108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7817695650395708125.post-70188338321908637032015-12-22T14:32:00.000-07:002015-12-22T14:32:08.849-07:00Britton is 3 Months Old<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Baby Brudder Britton is three months old! </div>
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You can tell that Britton is a third child by the lack of blog posts about him. Don't tell him this but I find it really hard to do his monthly posts since he doest do a whole lot at this point. But I would feel like a slacker if I just completely gave up on them, so this is my attempt to play catch up.</div>
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Life was pretty chaotic around his one month birthday, but we did manage to snap a photo with the nice camera though and before that we had newborn pictures taken which I absolutely love. </div>
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At two months, Britton had another trip to the doctor where he got several shots. Of course he cried but I think it might have hurt his older siblings a little more than it did him. They were very sweet to him though and held his hand the whole time. </div>
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And now at 3 months old, Baby Britton is sleeping up to 7 hours at night (hallelujah!!), smiling and cooing and making us fall more in love with him everyday.</div>
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Everyone comments on how laid back he is and for the most part it's true. Perhaps it's his personality or he's just easily entertained by the chaos around him. Either way, I'm pretty thankful for him and can't wait to watch him grow.</div>
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Over the past four and a half years of mommy hood, I have gotten used to changes and transitions. The first year of having a baby is full of transitions; transition from three naps to two, up all night to (hopefully) sleeping through the night. They begin on a diet of breast milk or formula and then you introduce solid food and your routine is totally different. Once you get used to doing something one way, their needs change. Things are constantly changing and I'd like to think that I've done a pretty good job of rolling with it over the years. </div>
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We have a pretty big change on the horizon and to me it's bigger and harder to process than adding another kiddo to the mix. My sweet little Addy Grace will be going to Kindgarten in the fall. She is thrilled but her momma is an emotional mess about it and thinking that maybe I'm really not that great with change. </div>
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I've known it was coming for four years now and I've actually been excited about it. I mean, can't you just picture her in her "1st Day of Kindergarten" photo? She's going to be the cutest little student. She's so excited and I'm excited for her. But I'm also a little sad and I can't really tell you why.<br />
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Perhaps those silly hormones are still to blame (I gave birth less than three months ago after all) or maybe its events that have taken place over the past couple of months. Whatever it is, this momma is having a hard time. </div>
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The most stressful part about Addy going to Kindergarten is that Matt and I have to make a decision about where she will go. Praise the Lord that we have several really great choices. Whether we choose classical, a family school, a private or public school, I am sure she will do just fine. But making that decision is really really hard! It's probably our biggest decision to make as parents yet and I kind of wish we had another four years to just put it off.<br />
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Praise the Lord that He is sovereign and He is trustworthy with the lives of my children. And I will continue to learn to trust Him more and more. </div>
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I set down to write this post when our little guy was only a week old. Two weeks later, Im finally getting around to finishing. I guess that's a good example of what life is like with 3 and you're running on little sleep. I usually opt for a nap when I do get some free time. Posting photos isn't on the top of my priority list these days. But, since this blog has always served as way of preserving memories for me, I'll pour another cup of coffee and skip the nap today. </div>
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Britton has been home for <strike>a week </strike> almost 3 weeks and we are so thankful we got to spend his first week at home. It was a precious time for all of us and the weeks since then seem to have flown by. Here's a little glimpse of what these early weeks as a family of 5 have been like:</div>
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They both asked to hold him as soon as we got home from the hospital.</div>
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Always the little momma, Addy is adjusting well and finding ways to be helpful. When she's not holding Britton or helping her Mom, she's imitating me with her own baby.</div>
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Bringing a baby home to a 4 year old is a lot different than coming home to a 2 year old. There are a lot more questions! Most of them I am happy answer and for some I'm thankful when her Dad answers: "isn't it cool that God made it that way? And that's all you need to know for now."</div>
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Sweet Gran spent two weeks with us which was such a blessing! But between momma always having to feed him and his siblings fighting over him, she would often have to wait till late in the evening to get to hold Britton. </div>
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Britton Knox was born on a beautiful fall day, September 20th, 2015 at 12:34 pm. He weighed 9 lbs, 4 oz and was 21 inches long.</div>
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The night before Britton was born, Matt, the kids and I had dinner with my parents who were in town for a pickle ball tournament. I was two days over due. We talked about how we didn't think this baby would ever come and how praying for patience is never a good idea. My parents headed back up to Colorado that night not knowing that they would be headed back down the next morning. </div>
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Feeling a little bit discouraged that I still didn't have a baby in my arms and not wanting to face another round of "no baby yet?" and "praying we don't see you next Sunday"s, (all from very loving people who were just as anxious for me to have a baby as I was), we opted to skip church the next morning. We planned on having a relaxing Sunday where we would gear up for another week. </div>
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Around 6 O'Clock Sunday morning, I woke up to go to the bathroom. When I laid back down my back started to hurt. And then it stopped. And then it started again. And then it stopped. And then it started again….You get the idea, labor had begun! </div>
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I started timing the contractions, woke Matt up and got dressed. The contractions were starting to get more painful and a little more consistent. We woke up the kids, dropped them off at their aunt's house and headed down town to the hospital. Strangely, the freeway was closed at 6:30 on a Sunday morning. We managed to get there anyway and when we arrived at Triage the nurse said: "What brings you in today?"</div>
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I was 3 cm when they checked me. The nurse and the midwife kept saying things like: "If this is labor…." I was pretty sure it was but I guess the baby wasn't responding to the contractions like they wanted him too, something about an old placenta. (?) The plan was to get the baby to respond and then send me for a walk. Well by the time they wanted me to walk, I could barely move and the contractions were killing me. I guess I was screaming pretty loud because every nurse in triage found their way to my room to see what was going on. When they checked me again, I was 6 cm. Things were moving fast and I was beginning to panic because it hurt and I wanted the drugs. </div>
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The nurses (there were like 5 in the room at this point) began poking me for an IV so I could get the epidural as soon as they moved me into labor and delivery. Apparently, I have bad veins because they tried in 4 different places before calling the anesthesiologist, in to get the job done. (I'm pretty sure I was freaking out at this point). When that was finally over with, they <i>raced </i>me into another room at Labor and Delivery. I had my eyes closed the whole time but it seemed like we were flying down the hall. </div>
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Once we got to our room, everyone got hats and masks for the epidural and Matt got a special chair directly in front of me. (Have I mentioned how great Matt was? He deserved that special chair) I was 8 cm at this point and they didn't think it would work. Thankfully it did. In fact, it worked so well that at one point I couldn't feel my chest and had a hard time breathing. And then I started to freak out again. They put me on oxygen and lowered the dosage. </div>
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They placed him on my chest right away without even cutting the cord. I held him for an hour after he was born. A whole hour before they even touched him! I'm tearing up as I type this. I had never gotten to do that with my other babies and I was so thankful. The midwife said right away that he wouldn't have to go the NICU and Matt and I were both praising the Lord for answering our prayers. He had given us a healthy baby boy. </div>
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My sweet parents arrived probably about 5 minutes after Britton was born and they were so patient, hanging out in the waiting room until they could come in and see him. </div>
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Addy and Remi got to meet Britton that night. We were a little worried about Addy since she wanted a sister so bad but she was in love at first sight. </div>
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I have about two shirts and a pair of pants that still fit, my feet are swollen and my long slender fingers have turned into man hands. My back hurts and I think I got up almost every hour to use the bathroom last night. </div>
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I'm definitely ready to be done, BUT God is good. I've received a lot of sweet messages with people checking up on me. We had a fun morning with cousins, Addy and Remi are playing well and making me smile and there are some fun things going on this weekend that will be fun to go to if Baby doesn't make an appearance. I'm tired but trying to trust in His timing.<br />
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Tomorrow I will be two days away from my due date. Two. Days.</div>
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Our lives will be forever changed any minute from now or 1-2 weeks from now. Waiting on a baby is the weirdest thing right? There's nothing like waiting on a baby to remind you how much you are NOT in control. Some days I am better at giving up that control than others. Today, I am trying really hard to trust in His timing and not my own. </div>
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Today I am 39 weeks and 5 days pregnant and can greatly relate with this lady that I found on Pinterest.</div>
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I've entered Stage 5 of pregnancy according to the<a href="https://www.scarymommy.com/stages-of-pregnancy/?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=feed&utm_campaign=Feed:+ScaryMommy+(Scary+Mommy)"> Scary Mommy</a> blogger:</div>
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Today is Addy Grace's half birthday.</div>
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Im a weird mom and don't usually feel emotional or sad at birthdays, but on half birthdays I feel all the emotions. Tomorrow she will be closer to five than four. And five brings us closer to kindergarten and middle school and driving on her own and before we know it, she will be getting married and having babies of her own. Someone hold me.</div>
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This little lady can get dressed all on her own and for the most part does a pretty good job at putting her outfits together. We've made a deal that she can pick out her clothes on the days we don't go to church and on the other days I try really hard to let her have some creative freedom and only give a few guidelines to make sure everything fits and is decent. </div>
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We recently upgraded to a van to accommodate our growing family and during that process Addy became obsessed. She loves to make vans out of all our kid chairs and uses pillows for the doors. Her and Remi go on several trips with all their "kids" and pack their van out with snacks and blankets and anything else their kids might need. </div>
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Addy doesn't have an imaginary friend but there is an imaginary dog named Olive that goes with us almost everywhere and sometimes even takes the form of one of her stuffed animals. </div>
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At four and half, she's definitely out grown her afternoon nap but can sometimes be found napping during quiet time, taking a little snooze on the couch while I make dinner or even dozing during church. </div>
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She's shy and reserved like her momma around most people, but when you put her around family and good friends she can be pretty silly and goofy like her dad. She's actually turning into quite the little chatterbox and we often have to remind her of the appropriate times to talk and when to be quiet. </div>
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She continues to be a wonderful little momma to her babies and often imitates our friends that have little ones by "feeding" her dolls under blankets. We already know she will (and is) going to be a great big sister and we're excited to see her love on another little sibling soon.</div>
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She's challenging us in new and frustrating ways but continues to warm our hearts as she learns new things and loves on her family. She's probably the best person to have around on your birthday since she doesn't let a "Happy Birthday" go unsaid and will enjoy each birthday activity just as much as you do if not more. </div>
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I learned something new at my check up today: 37 weeks is no long considered "full term" but "early term." I won't be considered full term until 38 weeks. However, if I were to go into labor today, they wouldn't do anything to stop it. But either way, we've made it to the safe zone and even though it could be a week or 3 weeks before baby, I'm getting really excited (and a little anxious) about meeting our little one.</div>
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Well friends, we are 35 weeks along with our third little one and I think I am finally starting to slow down. With a lot of our friends gearing up for back to school and summer winding down, we've spent a lot of time at home this week. Typically, I love to go and do, but just thinking about loading the kids up and getting out in the heat makes me tired and I'm learning to love our slow days spent together at home. </div>
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Being home more has also given me more time to work on the nursery. Things are finally starting to come together in there and after I get Matt's help hanging a few things up, it will be ready for baby. I'm looking forward to bringing our little one home to the same room that both his or her siblings have lived in and enjoyed. </div>
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With our due date getting closer and closer, I just keep dreaming about the day we will meet our little one, literally. I've been having so many random dreams about the baby. In one, we found out the gender but only told some people. It was a girl. In another, we had the baby, a boy, and then I completely forgot about it! Someone asked to see him and when I went to get him from his crib, he wasn't there. I had totally forgotten he was in the NICU. I woke up feeling so irresponsible and had to remind myself it was just a dream. But thankfully, crazy dreams are usually a sign of good sleep.</div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">32 weeks. Photo credit: Addy Grace</span></div>
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These last few weeks have gone by so fast and yet so slow! I can't believe in two weeks I will be full term. We'll see if this little one will be early like his sister or late like her brother.</div>
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Remi is two! You can check out what we did to celebrate his birthday <a href="http://katiejojod.blogspot.com/2015/07/remi-turns-two.html">here</a>.</div>
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Here are his stats:</div>
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<b>AGE: </b>2 years old</div>
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<b>WEIGHT: </b>28 pounds</div>
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<b>FAVORITE FOOD:</b> Meat of all kinds and spaghetti</div>
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<b>FAVORITE TOY: </b>It seems to change every week, but there is a tiny little ball that came from a gum ball machine at the Dentist and we seem to spend a lot of time looking for it for him. He also really loves his drill from Christmas and all the cars he got for his Birthday.</div>
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<b>FAVORITE ACTIVITY: </b>Riding his bike and playing trucks</div>
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<b>SCARED OF: </b>Dogs and snakes</div>
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<b>Favorite Show: </b>Mr. Peabody and Sherman</div>
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<b>BEST FRIEND: </b>Addy (of course) and then it's a tie between his cousins, Carter and Everett and his little friend, Juliette.</div>
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<b>SILLY TENDENCY: </b>He repeats everything like a little parrot, especially things his sister says. He rolls his rolls and other letters that don't need to be rolled.</div>
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Our little man turned two years old yesterday and we had the best day celebrating him. </div>
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One of my favorite things about Remi's birthday this year was watching Addy love on him. She might have been more excited about his Birthday than he was. It was her suggestion to put candles in his pancakes and she would pump him up for each event happening that day.</div>
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Celebrations for Remi's birthday were a little thrown together this year. We've had quite a few things going on and my energy level has been a little low, but I'm so glad we didn't let it pass by without doing anything. </div>
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I made arrangements last minute to meet some friends at the Spray Park for pizza and fun. It was busy and hot but if you can't tell by the pictures, I think he had fun.</div>
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For birthday dinner, we met Granmarie, Auntie Morgan, Carter and Everett at Zios for "getti." Remi had been talking about wearing a birthday hat all day so his sweet Dad picked some up on his way home as a little surprise. </div>
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Later that night, when he opened his gifts, he would rip open the paper and say "oh! I like it! Tank you, tank you, tank you!"</div>
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What a joy to celebrate our little man. </div>
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We are so thankful for him and his energetic, happy heart. </div>
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Im 30 weeks, 6 days pregnant with my 3rd child and my mind has gone to mush. In the words of my (almost) two year old: "I so tired." Trying to formulate sentences makes my head hurt, so I'll just leave you with these baby bump photos from the past month. There may be a few weeks missing because my midwife moved up my due date from September 28th to the 17th. Which means, I basically skipped two weeks of pregnancy! Of course, we all know that due dates don't really mean anything and that baby's come when they're ready but I like feeling like I'm a little bit farther along.</div>
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Thankful for some sweet quiet time by the river in downtown Vail. I want to go back.</div>
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29 weeks at 10,000 in beautiful Colorado.</div>
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The last month since my previous pregnancy update has been full of ups and downs. Matt and I celebrated our 7th anniversary, I had another ultrasound and all four of us got a nasty stomach bug that knocked us out for about a week. Needless to say, it's been a little rough on my already emotional self. Thankfully, every day gets us closer to meeting our little one. </div>
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And here we have all three of my babies. One is doing flips in my tummy while one begs to be held and the other attempts to tie a ribbon around her waist. </div>
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In a little over a month, Remington will be two. </div>
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These first few weeks of summer and being pregnant have brought back a lot of memories of our summer waiting for him to come. And I have to say, I enjoy having him on the outside my belly much more. </div>
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Remi is a typical middle child and so finding pictures and things to say about him are a little bit harder than it was when Addy turned two, but I'm determined to not cut him short. And for some reason, while uploading photos from my phone for this post, I found a lot of him sleeping. He's a good napper and who doesn't love a sleeping baby picture?</div>
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Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02061962631330018108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7817695650395708125.post-38002037835512201642015-06-05T15:12:00.002-06:002015-06-06T09:28:30.114-06:003 reasons why I'm not worried about having 3 kids<div style="text-align: center;">
Since telling our family and friends and announcing that we were expecting our third child, I've been pretty surprised to see the way some people react. I've also been taken aback at some articles and Facebook posts I've read about a family of 5 now being considered "large." It really never crossed my mind that having three kids was odd or that we would suddenly become a large family. I guess I just took it for grant it that most of my friends have at least three kids. </div>
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A lady at the pool yesterday said I was brave to have so many little ones so close together and a friend recently asked me if I was nervous about having three kids. And the truth is that I really am not nervous about having three kids at all. Im slightly terrified of having a 10 pound baby but that's another issue. </div>
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I'm not worried about having three kids and here's why:</div>
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We're not having triplets or twins, we're just adding one more child to the mix. <strike>I've</strike> We've done this twice. Babies don't come out with a mouth full of words, their needs are pretty basic at the beginning. It's rough, each stage has their own challenges but thankfully, God allows us to adjust and grow as they do. And having already been through the newborn stage through the preschool age helps me know what to expect.* </div>
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2) We are not the only crazy ones out there<br>
Like I said before, a lot of our friends have more than three kids. It's not unusual amongst our community and circle of friends to have "large" families. And since that's the case, we have an amazing support system of other moms and dads to call upon when we're feeling in over our heads. We're also blessed to live near family who are always willing to help. </div>
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I started writing the words to Great is Thy Faithfulness on our chalkboard the other day when two little artists decided to lend a hand. But I think it is so fitting. "Great is thy faithfulness, all I have needed thy hands hath provided." Im the budget freak of our household and I tend to get a little stressed when the numbers aren't looking the way I would like them too, but we have never gone without. He has always provided, whether that be money, jobs or even friends when we've asked for them. He's given us strength for today and bright hope for tomorrow.<br>
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*DISCLAIMER: I do remember having a slight breakdown when Remi was about 6 months old. We had a lot going on and I was having trouble staying on top of things. I broke down in tears at bible study one day and some sweet friends lifted me up when I needed it. There's a very good chance that that could happen again, multiple times, who knows. I really don't know what's in store for us with this third child but God has been gracious and given me a lot of peace about it. Now if only I could find some peace with my ever growing to do list….</div>
Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02061962631330018108noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7817695650395708125.post-49564698348610970612015-05-18T23:11:00.002-06:002015-05-18T23:12:01.483-06:00Our {2015} Summer Bucket List<div style="text-align: center;">
You might not be able to tell by looking out the window (it's currently windy and raining), but summer time is here! Schools are wrapping up this week and I'm seeing a lot of summer to-do lists popping up on Pinterest. </div>
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Summer time is my favorite. This will be my last summer with only two kiddos in tow and although my belly is only going to get bigger and my amount of energy smaller, I plan to make the most of it. So, for the first time ever, I'm creating a summer bucket list for the Danner family. (I don't know why I've never done this before, I love lists!) I've scoured the internet, asked friends, resorted to previous favorites and I think I've managed to come up with a fun and doable list. </div>
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<b>*Summer Reading Program at Our Local Library*</b></div>
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This is fun and easy and great for toddlers, pre-schoolers and adults! All you have to do is record what books you read during the week, then take the list into the library for fun prizes. Addy has always loved being read to and Remi has really gotten into books lately too. I got a Kindle for Mother's Day so I am sure the 3 of us won't have trouble getting those weekly prizes. </div>
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<b>*<a href="http://www.barnesandnoble.com/u/summer-reading/379003570/">Barnes and Noble Reading Program</a>*</b></div>
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I learned about this one through someone's blog. If you read 8 books over the summer and record them in their Reading Journal, (download online) you get to pick out a FREE book from their Reading Journal list.</div>
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<b>*Swimming Lessons*</b></div>
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Addy loves being in the water and I'm anxious for her to be able to swim on her own. There are a few places in Albuquerque where she can go every morning during the week for two weeks. I'm leaning towards lessons at our public pools, they seem convenient and affordable.</div>
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<b>*<a href="http://www.kidsbowlfree.com/">Kids Bowl Free</a>*</b></div>
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I heard about this last summer but have yet to try it out. All you have to do is register your kids online and they can bowl free at Silva Lanes! You do have to pay for their shoe rental. This would be a fun outing on a rainy day or if we need a break from the heat.</div>
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*<b><a href="http://www.cabq.gov/culturalservices/biopark/events/summer-concerts">Zoo Music</a>*</b></div>
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I don't know any of the bands on the schedule this year but I am hoping we can make it to one of these. It's such a pretty venue and the zoo is a lot of fun at night when some of the nocturnal animals are more active. And who doesn't love a picnic with live music?</div>
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I call this "Addy's Happy Place." We've been going to the spray park ever since Addy was just a year old. It's so much fun and so cheap! And with no deep end, you don't have to worry about anyone drowning. It doesn't open until 11 so we usually pack a lunch and hope that no one falls asleep on the way home. </div>
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We've already made a few batches of homemade ice pops this year. Our strawberry ice pops were a hit! Our second batch made of bananas and cantaloup that I threw together has been sitting uneaten in the freezer for months, because they're gross and way, way to sweet! We need to redeem ourselves in that area.</div>
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We could do this all year but everything is more fun during the summer time right? The Uptown Target has a parking lot underneath it, an elevator and an escalator for carts which is all very exciting when you're 4 and almost 2. Their cafe overlooks another Starbucks cafe, which is odd but it's also a fun, bright place to kill a little bit of time and watch the cars go by. Some of my favorite memories of Addy and I waiting on little brother to arrive were spent there.</div>
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We have a lovely little park within walking distance from our house, sadly it's hot and completely awful during the summertime. This summer we will be exploring the town and finding new, shady places to picnic. There's a nice park on the westside with a duck pond and we found the park in Corrales to be really nice, with huge trees.</div>
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*<b>Book Store and Flying Star on Rio Grande*</b></div>
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The flying start on Rio Grande is my favorite during the summertime because you can sit outside and the kids like to watch all the dogs that also like to sit on the patio. Theres a cute little book store next to the restaurant where we used to go to story time. We've since outgrown their story time but I think the kids would enjoy reading books there.</div>
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If you don't have a pass, this could get a little pricey. If you do have a pass, you could go to the zoo just to see the polar bears and head home not feeling like you wasted $15. Or you could go to the aquarium, which takes 20 minutes to walk through and get lunch at McDonalds afterwards. The pass allows you </div>
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<b>*<a href="http://www.regmovies.com/Movies/Summer-Movie-Express">Summer Movie Express</a>*</b></div>
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Every Tuesday and Wednesday morning at 10 am at the Cottonwood and Regal Winrock Theatres they are showing G and PG movies for a $1. Neither of my kids have seen a movie on the big screen but this seems like a great way to give it a shot!</div>
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<b>*The Corrales Pool*</b></div>
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This is our favorite pool in Albuquerque. We had Remi's first Birthday party there and everyone seemed to like it. Theres a slide and an inclined entrance. I tried to find out when they open on their website but the link didn't go anywhere. Hoping they will still be open this summer!</div>
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*<b>Date Nights!!*</b></div>
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Pappadeaux's patio, dollar movies….. any other suggestions? I can't get past Pappadeaux at the moment.</div>
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I have the blogging bug but I'm lacking the physical and mental energy writing requires. Making lists seems to be the extent of my writing these days. So here's a random list for this Monday afternoon:</div>
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1) I got a Kindle for Mother's Day and now all I want to do is read. It's proven to be a great alternative to Facebook and TV during nap time when I just want to relax for a little while. Im almost half way through Amy Poehler's book and reading books that people wrote about themselves, makes me want to blog even more.</div>
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2) I've been making lists of fun blog topics that I probably won't ever get to writing. But just to prove that I do still have a creative bone in my body, here they are:</div>
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- <b>Capt'n Remi:</b> An update post about my little guy who will be two in about two months (yikes!). He doesn't get nearly as much face time on the blog as his sister did at his age and I kind of feel bad about that. But I also feel tired.</div>
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- <b>House vs. Hotel: </b>- we recently went on vacation where we rented a house on the beach with my family. I would love to explore the pros and cons of staying in both a hotel and rental house.</div>
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<b> - Our Summer Bucket List: </b>- this one might actually make it onto the blog. I need to make a list of things for us to do anyways so why not share it?</div>
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3) The nesting phase has begun and I've started on Baby D's quilt! This is yet another thing keeping me from blogging.</div>
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We are officially half way through this pregnancy with Baby Danner #3!!</div>
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Matt and I went to our 20 week ultrasound on Friday and although we might not have found out the sex like most people do, we had a great time and were thrilled to see our little one moving and squirming around in it's cozy womb.</div>
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I always forget how much fun the 20 week ultrasound is and I'm excited to get another peek at the baby in a month since they didn't get all the measurements they needed. The tech did, however, say that Baby D was measuring 11 days ahead of schedule, which at this point means we could meet our little one earlier than expected, or…. we might have another nine plus pound baby on our hands. Oh my!</div>
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That's it for this week's update, here's a look back at the previous month with Baby Danner.</div>
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Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02061962631330018108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7817695650395708125.post-53760454790095185172015-04-17T14:12:00.001-06:002015-04-17T14:12:08.164-06:00Interruptions of Gratitude: Time with Grandparents<div style="text-align: center;">
I've been having a lot of anxiety lately, particularly about loosing the ones I love. The kids will talk about their grandparents and how much they like them and have fun with them, it makes me so happy but those happy thoughts are always tainted with the fear that something might happen to them and they won't get to see them anymore. It's a fear that's weird and unfounded but it's there and I'm trying to fight it. I'm trying to fight it with interruptions of gratitude. </div>
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The last two days the kids and I have spent with Matt's parents and it's been really special. They live in Albuquerque but with all of our busy schedules it's sometimes hard to see them. </div>
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Gramps joined us at ballet yesterday to watch Addy dance and took us to lunch afterwards. Today, Granmarie went plant shopping with us, bought us lunch and took Addy on a little shopping spree at the dollar store. </div>
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We've not only been blessed with food in our tummies, but the Lord has also blessed us with sweet time together in the midst of my anxiety and I'm grateful.</div>
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We are well into the 15th week of pregnancy with Baby Danner #3 and I have to say that I am thrilled to finally be in the "honeymoon" phase of the second trimester. <span style="color: #999999;"><a href="http://katiejojod.blogspot.com/2015/04/the-first-trimester.html">My mood swings</a></span> seem to have evened out and I don't wake up feeling like I'm hung over or like a bus has hit me anymore. Praise the Lord!</div>
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The <a href="http://katiejojod.blogspot.com/2015/04/the-first-trimester.html"><span style="color: #999999;">first trimester</span></a> was a bit rough but I (we) made it through thanks to the support of sweet family and friends, raspberry popsicles and iced chai teas. I was a bit of a mess those first 12 to 13 weeks and survival was the name of the game, but after hitting that 15 week mark, I'm hoping to thrive instead of just survive. </div>
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10 weeks along and already starting to show. Eek! Hoping its just my body already familiar with pregnancy and not the making of another 9 pound plus baby.</div>
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11 weeks and having fun with this weekly (probably bi-weekly or monthly in my case) baby bump photo idea from <a href="http://jessicalynnwrites.com/"><span style="color: #999999;">Jessica Lynn Writes</span></a>.</div>
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14 weeks on a chilly day in South Carolina. It was way too cold to be wearing sandals but someone didn't pack well.</div>
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15 weeks on Easter Sunday and loving this tunic from Old Navy that made me feel less like a chubby momma and more like a trendy hot wife!</div>
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My three babies at my check up this past week. A two hour appointment just to hear the heartbeat and schedule an ultrasound. Addy and Remi were troopers and I was so proud of them. </div>
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After hearing the little's one heartbeat for the first time a few weeks ago, I was excited to finally announce the addition to our family on social media. It never really seems real until then right? And since then, I have been itching to sit down and blog about the first few months of pregnancy. Blogging, or writing really, is how I process things sometimes and I like having things documented so I can go back to them later.</div>
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This pregnancy has been a trying one. We found out we were pregnant when I was only about 4 weeks along and before that I had a gut feeling that something was up because my hormones were turning me into a crazy person. </div>
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We had a lovely, low-key Christmas and enjoyed some uninterrupted family time in our newly renovated living room. The Monday after Christmas, Matt returned to work, taking our car with him because something was wrong with his. We were stuck at home for the day, which is usually fine. I can handle a day at home, I like my home, but on this Monday after Christmas I completely freaked out. I had never felt like this before, I felt hopeless, trapped inside, anxious about nothing and everything and I couldn't stop crying. It was so so weird and scary. </div>
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I desperately called Matt and asked him to come home, something I've never done. I can only imagine what was going through his mind but he came home and comforted me and we made a plan to get out of the house for dinner that night. After that, I was fine. The kids woke up from their nap, we played and were excited to go to dinner when Matt came home. Over dinner, Matt and I decided that my bought of the crazies was simply the after Christmas blues and I would be fine.</div>
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The next morning I didn't feel so fine, in fact, I felt pretty awful for the next two weeks. The weekends and the days we had plans with friends were better, but the bad kind of out weighed the good. I had no idea what was going on and that scared me, I began hoping I was pregnant just so that I would have something to blame these crazy feelings on. </div>
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As it turns out, I was pregnant! We were thrilled and I was a little relieved that I wasn't just loosing my mind. Having a baby seemed like a good reason to go a little bonkers. </div>
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After that, my mood swings would come and go. Somedays were fine and others were just terrible. We'd come home from a family day full of fun and I wouldn't be able to stop crying. There were moments when I felt so sad, for no reason and full of fear about everything. </div>
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I was scared that Matt wouldn't make it home from work and I'd be left on my own with three kids, I was scared that something would happen to my parents, or to us all, that something terrible would happen and I would be the only one left on this planet. I was obviously loosing my mind. </div>
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At one point, things got really bad. The weather had been yucky for a few days and I was so scared and sad and tired and I had no idea what to do. My sweet Mom, whom I would often call in tears, flew to Albuquerque from Florida where her and my Dad and Grandma were on vacation. She came to take care of me, missing the birth of my newest nephew and I was so thankful. Im 29 and about to have three kids of my own, but I needed my Momma. </div>
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While my Mom was in town, we figured out that eating frequently and keeping my blood sugar up helped. When she wasn't here, she'd text me throughout the day to make sure I was eating enough. And we also found out that my vitamin D and iron were really low. I started taking supplements and a prenatal vitamin heavy with iron and eventually my hormones started to even out a little. </div>
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I still had some bad days. More people than I am comfortable with saw me cry ugly tears for basically no reason. But I think some good things came out of all this craziness. When anyone asked how I was feeling, I would tell them. I didn't hold back. I asked for prayer and then I asked for prayer again. I reached out to people who I knew experienced similar symptoms, I opened up and became vulnerable and a crazy thing happened. People wanted to hang out with me, they wanted to love one me. People prayed with us and for us, brought us food and had us over for dinner. It was amazing and we were so grateful. </div>
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It's scary to think how going through depression or something similar would be without the support of loving friends and family. Or a husband for that matter. Did I mention yet how great my husband has been through all of this? Maybe that's why I had so much anxiety about loosing him, because he's just that great. He's been patient with me, while also giving me some tough love at the times I needed it. I am blessed.</div>
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There's really no point to this post besides besides me finally (I hope) being on the other side of something crazy and processing while I write and also giving a little shout out to those of you who were there when we needed a friend. If you're reading this (does anyone read this anymore?), you know who you are. Thank you. Thank you for loving us or me, when I might not have been lovable. Thank you for giving me a shoulder to cry on, literally. Thank you for being the body of Christ.</div>
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