<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7901165008389780075</id><updated>2011-12-01T19:56:14.525-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventures in mommyhood, and other nonsense</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7901165008389780075/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pg6nYBcBdMY/TthMMJ6Lv4I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/U8MkeuxkEQQ/s220/100_0498.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7901165008389780075.post-8088676747750082510</id><published>2008-11-01T09:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T09:51:00.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow it has only been 3 months..</title><content type='html'>Guess it is time for an update! Baby will hopefully be here soon and I'll have many more updates, but I wanted to post a few halloween pics, and a cute video of Nick and Ava. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ava was quite a forlorn looking little ladybug...she didn't think much of her costume. She wouldn't tolerate the headpiece at ALL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263727881231412450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2V3DeEbKS8I/SQyEnpseLOI/AAAAAAAAAGg/0IF771smbjg/s320/100_1668.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263732450552243330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2V3DeEbKS8I/SQyIxnvc5II/AAAAAAAAAHA/GjmlNdILNYA/s320/100_1666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Nick seemed to be quite a happy little Yoda though! Too cute.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263728097178370274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2V3DeEbKS8I/SQyE0OKPQOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/RMxYdeHGbwE/s320/100_1669.JPG" border="0" /&gt; And Kelsey was a very cute Tinkerbell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263728617579667394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2V3DeEbKS8I/SQyFSgzk38I/AAAAAAAAAG4/yhgvEcQn9Dw/s320/100_1678.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here's a video of Nick vacuuming with a little "help" from Ava.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4aa9389beb084b7f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4aa9389beb084b7f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331262971%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D472A41AB6FC3F5E91DA093294A9F952F22202626.56E7E2F1FF842B83EF2400759D3C35BEC0CDAE14%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4aa9389beb084b7f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D80MMLYF5nN5MxVw3V3rfzWzu_9w&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4aa9389beb084b7f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331262971%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D472A41AB6FC3F5E91DA093294A9F952F22202626.56E7E2F1FF842B83EF2400759D3C35BEC0CDAE14%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4aa9389beb084b7f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D80MMLYF5nN5MxVw3V3rfzWzu_9w&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7901165008389780075-8088676747750082510?l=sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=4aa9389beb084b7f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com/feeds/8088676747750082510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7901165008389780075&amp;postID=8088676747750082510' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7901165008389780075/posts/default/8088676747750082510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7901165008389780075/posts/default/8088676747750082510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com/2008/11/wow-it-has-only-been-3-months.html' title='Wow it has only been 3 months..'/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pg6nYBcBdMY/TthMMJ6Lv4I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/U8MkeuxkEQQ/s220/100_0498.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2V3DeEbKS8I/SQyEnpseLOI/AAAAAAAAAGg/0IF771smbjg/s72-c/100_1668.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7901165008389780075.post-5926768190065931907</id><published>2008-07-25T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T10:37:51.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Splash Pad</title><content type='html'>I took Ava to the splash pad at Lamar park today, she had a blast!  I thought she'd be scared of most of the stuff, but she just ran right through most of it.  Here's a video of one of her more "tame" endeavors at the splash pad.  She got much more adventurous after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cd6861c14b04927b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcd6861c14b04927b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331262971%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DF210C4D57F0851392544F3B20979DB3AF40A3E3.3A19BAD1C27ACA26245F7F04251D4C31822A0B55%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcd6861c14b04927b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DnBMYp0JM0r9X7VbjsEun4FLvz54&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcd6861c14b04927b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331262971%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DF210C4D57F0851392544F3B20979DB3AF40A3E3.3A19BAD1C27ACA26245F7F04251D4C31822A0B55%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcd6861c14b04927b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DnBMYp0JM0r9X7VbjsEun4FLvz54&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7901165008389780075-5926768190065931907?l=sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=cd6861c14b04927b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com/feeds/5926768190065931907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7901165008389780075&amp;postID=5926768190065931907' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7901165008389780075/posts/default/5926768190065931907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7901165008389780075/posts/default/5926768190065931907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com/2008/07/splash-pad.html' title='Splash Pad'/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pg6nYBcBdMY/TthMMJ6Lv4I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/U8MkeuxkEQQ/s220/100_0498.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7901165008389780075.post-534552464846224221</id><published>2008-07-09T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T06:26:25.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation!</title><content type='html'>We just got back from vacation yesterday in the Upper Peninsula.  It was...interesting.  :)  We did have some fun, and I got to meet Brian's dad and step-mom.  Brian's brother and his family were there too for awhile, and took Austin home with them for a couple weeks.  We visited Tahquamenon Falls, Oswald's Bear Ranch, and a Deer Ranch on the way home.  Ava met grandpa's golden retriever, Napoleon, and learned to say "Woof woof".  Then when we went to the bear ranch, the bears  were BIG "woof woofs".  She was being a little flirt the whole time, grinning at everyone and saying "Hiiiii!!"  Anyway, here are a few videos from the 4th of July parade in Newberry, and a link to my vacation photo album.  It's the first time I used photobucket, so I hope I didn't screw it up too badly.  To get all the descriptions and full titles, you have to click on the thumbnail and forward through the pictures that way I think, unless I'm missing something.   We're glad to be home, and I think Ava is too, if her happy mood is any indication.  :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6d854f4d6779ad" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D006d854f4d6779ad%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331262971%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1A1D8D24ABF4B444036DD29EE7C64EAEE0AB98B2.5C672F5595BD4EFBAAB43F346CA89BEACD4E77F9%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6d854f4d6779ad%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DS0tuoEiMo6VvpC0kRRd3mShdJtw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D006d854f4d6779ad%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331262971%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1A1D8D24ABF4B444036DD29EE7C64EAEE0AB98B2.5C672F5595BD4EFBAAB43F346CA89BEACD4E77F9%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6d854f4d6779ad%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DS0tuoEiMo6VvpC0kRRd3mShdJtw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt; 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&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We're so excited. We had our ultrasound last night, and he showed us the goods right away. And more importantly, everything else appeared healthy. He was EXTREMELY active. The tech had a hard time getting him to hold still long enough to measure. I was 19 weeks yesterday based on my first ultrasound at 6 weeks, and he measured 20 weeks 3 days. I know at this point it doesn't mean much, because I believe Ava measured a week big at 20 weeks, but we stuck with my original due date and she still came a week after that. :) As for me, I've been feeling pretty good this pregnancy *knock on wood*. Aside from having to eat right away when my body yells at me to eat something, I've been feeling pretty good, just a bit tired. But I'm sure that's partly the fact that I'm having to chase after a toddler now. I can't lay down and rest whenever I want to like I did when I was pregnant with her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, here are a few pictures from the ultrasound. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here's his little face. Just like Ava he wouldn't give us a decent profile shot, so we got one from the front.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213537302118824402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2V3DeEbKS8I/SFo0jcQKedI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Eqsh1dYK1qQ/s320/face20weeks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And here's his little winky...aren't we sick, making them take pictures of that? Ah well, the things we expectant parents get excited about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213537799716355682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2V3DeEbKS8I/SFo1AZ8qPmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Vlmh7UIMxT0/s320/winky20weeks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel so excited and blessed that I'm going to have one of each! It'll be fun to see how Ava interacts with the new baby. Now...the name battle begins, but at least we only have to "discuss" one gender. :) I'll hopefully post again soon, since Ava is having her 1 year pics taken (at 13 months..hehe) this weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7901165008389780075-7495990000701672861?l=sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com/feeds/7495990000701672861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7901165008389780075&amp;postID=7495990000701672861' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7901165008389780075/posts/default/7495990000701672861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7901165008389780075/posts/default/7495990000701672861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com/2008/06/its.html' title='It&apos;s a....'/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pg6nYBcBdMY/TthMMJ6Lv4I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/U8MkeuxkEQQ/s220/100_0498.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2V3DeEbKS8I/SFo0jcQKedI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Eqsh1dYK1qQ/s72-c/face20weeks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7901165008389780075.post-5625635887836315661</id><published>2008-04-04T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T20:57:38.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our little girl is growing up.  /sniff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm a bit behind the times, since Ava kinda started walking a week ago, but I finally am posting a video of her toddling around. She is getting so good at it! Don't mind the food all over her pajamas, or my messy living room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cf3c7506068560e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0cf3c7506068560e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331262971%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8359AF0B0A6B171FFAD7280F23DE8B30EBECAEB8.147C0ED5A9643178FCC7DAF5DC3A7A0515BC04BA%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcf3c7506068560e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dkj2R5f8NL7y4FIKo6l6O6zAwWls&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0cf3c7506068560e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331262971%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8359AF0B0A6B171FFAD7280F23DE8B30EBECAEB8.147C0ED5A9643178FCC7DAF5DC3A7A0515BC04BA%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcf3c7506068560e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dkj2R5f8NL7y4FIKo6l6O6zAwWls&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's another cute picture of her. We had gotten her a new "toybox" and she really seems to like it. To sit in. I can put toys back in it all day and two seconds after she's in the living room, they're all over the floor and the toybox is empty. But she's so darn cute!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185605070384519186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2V3DeEbKS8I/R_b4VkW72BI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Rku2EbqwiXU/s320/100_1218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7901165008389780075-5625635887836315661?l=sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=cf3c7506068560e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com/feeds/5625635887836315661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7901165008389780075&amp;postID=5625635887836315661' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7901165008389780075/posts/default/5625635887836315661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7901165008389780075/posts/default/5625635887836315661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com/2008/04/our-little-girl-is-growing-up-sniff.html' title='Our little girl is growing up.  /sniff'/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pg6nYBcBdMY/TthMMJ6Lv4I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/U8MkeuxkEQQ/s220/100_0498.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2V3DeEbKS8I/R_b4VkW72BI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Rku2EbqwiXU/s72-c/100_1218.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7901165008389780075.post-8873209347943800723</id><published>2008-03-21T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T03:03:33.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://tac.families.com/cb/231381.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://tac.families.com/cb/231381.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yep, Ava is going to be a big sister believe it or not! We had our first ultrasound yesterday to find out my due date. It's going to be November 12! Not as early as I had hoped, but pretty close. The baby was only 4mm long from crown to rump, yet we could clearly see it's little heartbeat, and hear it too! That's just amazing to me that you can see and hear a heartbeat on something so tiny. It was beating a nice strong 136 beats per minute. Here's a picture...I know it doesn't look like much yet (tadpole? fishstick?) but at least we got to see SOMETHING.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180130262687406002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2V3DeEbKS8I/R-OFB0W717I/AAAAAAAAADY/vmefn42m3PM/s320/6+week+ultrasound.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm happy...everythings looks good and healthy right now, and there was only one baby, so I don't have to worry about my husband running away to Mexico. :)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry I haven't updated my blog in awhile....been slacking, and this pregnancy is kicking my butt fatigue-wise. Not to mention Ava has taken to waking up in the middle of the night again, so that doesn't help! Here's a few more of Ava's 9 month pictures. Ain't she cute?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180132186832754626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2V3DeEbKS8I/R-OGx0W718I/AAAAAAAAADg/pn6XE-RRVIg/s320/ava.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180132204012623858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2V3DeEbKS8I/R-OGy0W71_I/AAAAAAAAAD4/2jRvh60BXlc/s320/ava7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180132199717656530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2V3DeEbKS8I/R-OGykW719I/AAAAAAAAADo/jbaeWDXcr2E/s320/ava6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180132199717656546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2V3DeEbKS8I/R-OGykW71-I/AAAAAAAAADw/RyFzSlZplZA/s320/avaandmommy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7901165008389780075-8873209347943800723?l=sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com/feeds/8873209347943800723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7901165008389780075&amp;postID=8873209347943800723' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7901165008389780075/posts/default/8873209347943800723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7901165008389780075/posts/default/8873209347943800723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com/2008/03/guess-what.html' title='Guess what?'/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pg6nYBcBdMY/TthMMJ6Lv4I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/U8MkeuxkEQQ/s220/100_0498.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2V3DeEbKS8I/R-OFB0W717I/AAAAAAAAADY/vmefn42m3PM/s72-c/6+week+ultrasound.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7901165008389780075.post-1189078837281581581</id><published>2008-02-05T03:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T09:24:03.627-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More baby pictures/videos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Some of these videos are going to be like watching paint dry to some people I suppose, but to mommy and daddy they're all little accomplishments that are fun to have on video! So watch at your own risk of falling asleep :) There is one of her playing with the cat (my favorite), one of her standing up at the couch when she first started learning, and one feeding herself "puffs" and drinking from a sippy. 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href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=cc0fbe7a63d68d80&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=dd6c85f109d62645&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com/feeds/1189078837281581581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7901165008389780075&amp;postID=1189078837281581581' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7901165008389780075/posts/default/1189078837281581581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7901165008389780075/posts/default/1189078837281581581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com/2008/02/more-baby-picturesvideos.html' title='More baby pictures/videos'/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pg6nYBcBdMY/TthMMJ6Lv4I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/U8MkeuxkEQQ/s220/100_0498.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7901165008389780075.post-5094870354636148831</id><published>2008-01-08T11:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T11:34:09.198-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chasing Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's starting...for several weeks now, we've been chasing little miss Ava down over and over. Our living room could look like a nuclear blast filled with toys hit , yet she'd still rather crawl off into the dining room/kitchen. She's getting better at it...faster...and also getting more attitude when we pull her back into the living room. We put the baby gate up between the living room and dining area the other day, and it made her so angry! I wish I had had the camera at that moment, it was hilarious!. But now in the last few days, she has been pulling herself up on things like crazy. First it was just pulling herself to her knees in her crib, but now, within a week of that episode, it's full-blown standing. She likes to try pulling herself up on unstable objects, like her sound stage in my last post, or the mini-basketball hoop Austin got her for Christmas. So we constantly have to watch her to make sure she doesn't fall, or let her fall so she'll learn (which sounds terrible, doesn't it?) I usually try to prevent the fall, but when I do that she gets a 'tude with me. It won't be long and she'll be running around on her little feet. Crazy. Here's a picture of her when she first pulled herself up in the crib.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153191109771481410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2V3DeEbKS8I/R4PQAvWhUUI/AAAAAAAAADE/RhG-ilPTOTE/s320/avacribescape.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7901165008389780075-5094870354636148831?l=sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com/feeds/5094870354636148831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7901165008389780075&amp;postID=5094870354636148831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7901165008389780075/posts/default/5094870354636148831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7901165008389780075/posts/default/5094870354636148831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com/2008/01/chasing-baby.html' title='Chasing Baby'/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pg6nYBcBdMY/TthMMJ6Lv4I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/U8MkeuxkEQQ/s220/100_0498.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2V3DeEbKS8I/R4PQAvWhUUI/AAAAAAAAADE/RhG-ilPTOTE/s72-c/avacribescape.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7901165008389780075.post-2038588438413239918</id><published>2008-01-05T20:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T20:45:28.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics from the holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wow I've been slacking on my blog! The holidays have been very busy, as well as life in general. Ava is just getting busier and busier all the time. She keeps us on our toes. Just thought I'd post some pics from the holidays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She had some fun under the Christmas tree at home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152215031208824978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2V3DeEbKS8I/R4BYRfWhUJI/AAAAAAAAABs/0P4Pw5tYyYE/s320/Avatree2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152214709086277762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2V3DeEbKS8I/R4BX-vWhUII/AAAAAAAAABk/yQjj8mHRLek/s320/Avatree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here's a few from Christmas Eve at Grandma and Grandpa Johnson's house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152215031208824994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2V3DeEbKS8I/R4BYRfWhUKI/AAAAAAAAAB0/pIajORIHY5s/s320/avapresent.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Here's one of Ava and Nick smoochin&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152217616779137234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2V3DeEbKS8I/R4Ban_WhUNI/AAAAAAAAACM/QKxC883VXOE/s320/kissingcousins.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Starting to get tired here...note thumb in the mouth, mom had to help her a lot on opening presents toward the end there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152215611029409970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2V3DeEbKS8I/R4BYzPWhULI/AAAAAAAAAB8/S2G2Hv4-hCM/s320/avapresent2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She managed to stay awake til the ride home though...poor tuckered out baby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152216177965093058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2V3DeEbKS8I/R4BZUPWhUMI/AAAAAAAAACE/n9XygnhSJ8w/s320/sleepysanta.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And now for Christmas morning at our house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152218252434297058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2V3DeEbKS8I/R4BbM_WhUOI/AAAAAAAAACU/QqpK-9-tWTU/s320/austinava.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152218261024231666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2V3DeEbKS8I/R4BbNfWhUPI/AAAAAAAAACc/q7dXhCb7TPg/s320/newsweater.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oliver has become so tolerant of us in his "old" age&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152218261024231682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2V3DeEbKS8I/R4BbNfWhUQI/AAAAAAAAACk/rN_roWhVhQ4/s320/Oliverantlers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And someone started pushing herself up onto her feet for the first time on Christmas day&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152218265319198994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2V3DeEbKS8I/R4BbNvWhURI/AAAAAAAAACs/7XAQD76CR8I/s320/lookwhaticando.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One of her favorite toys was from Grandma and Grandpa...she has so much fun with her little "sound stage"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152219038413312290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2V3DeEbKS8I/R4Bb6vWhUSI/AAAAAAAAAC0/B106QtnsuxY/s320/newtoyfun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here's one more pic just because I think it's so cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152219656888602930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2V3DeEbKS8I/R4BcevWhUTI/AAAAAAAAAC8/_COVoIWORKU/s320/avalaundry.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess that's all for now!  I'll try to post more often&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7901165008389780075-2038588438413239918?l=sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com/feeds/2038588438413239918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7901165008389780075&amp;postID=2038588438413239918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7901165008389780075/posts/default/2038588438413239918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7901165008389780075/posts/default/2038588438413239918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com/2008/01/pics-from-holidays.html' title='Pics from the holidays'/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pg6nYBcBdMY/TthMMJ6Lv4I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/U8MkeuxkEQQ/s220/100_0498.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2V3DeEbKS8I/R4BYRfWhUJI/AAAAAAAAABs/0P4Pw5tYyYE/s72-c/Avatree2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7901165008389780075.post-3830906336351900293</id><published>2007-12-22T06:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T06:14:36.894-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to diet!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh boy, after the holidays, I really need to start fighting the fat. Brian found some pictures that we thought were lost due to a hard drive crash, burned onto a CD, of around the time we started dating. He was upset about how skinny HE was then, but he didn't tell me there were some of me in there!! This is so sad....I was already at least 30 pounds overweight when we met, but I'd give anything to be that "fat" again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146798029476548722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2V3DeEbKS8I/R20ZifWhUHI/AAAAAAAAABc/Z7ZfNhbImzI/s320/brianandsara2004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm not going to stress about it til after the first of the year, but I HAVE to do something then! It's the same "New Year's Resolution" I've had since becoming an adult practically. Maybe this time I can actually do it. It's not just me I want to get healthy for now...it's my little girl, who I want to teach healthy habits. I want to be able to play outside with her when she gets a little older without getting winded. And I just want to be around a good long time for her. Time to quit feeling sorry for my fat self and start DOING something about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Speaking of my little angel, she will be 7 months old tomorrow. *sniff* Time is going by too fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7901165008389780075-3830906336351900293?l=sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com/feeds/3830906336351900293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7901165008389780075&amp;postID=3830906336351900293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7901165008389780075/posts/default/3830906336351900293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7901165008389780075/posts/default/3830906336351900293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com/2007/12/time-to-diet.html' title='Time to diet!'/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pg6nYBcBdMY/TthMMJ6Lv4I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/U8MkeuxkEQQ/s220/100_0498.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2V3DeEbKS8I/R20ZifWhUHI/AAAAAAAAABc/Z7ZfNhbImzI/s72-c/brianandsara2004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7901165008389780075.post-2972332617421653353</id><published>2007-12-15T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T09:28:56.681-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To game or not to game?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That is the question!   Online gaming is something Brian and I both enjoy, and we've reached a point where we are able to play without getting totally wrapped up in it.  But....do I really have time to justify paying the monthly subscription fee?  I could play after Ava is in bed....but quite often, I'm cleaning, packing my lunch for the next day, or I'm just plain tired and want to go to bed myself.  I could play on the weekends after she is in bed, I guess....or, I could play on the weekends while she's napping, which is a pretty unpredictable schedule.   So really, that doesn't leave a lot of time.  Plus, Brian found a new game he wants to play that has pirates in it.  I still want to play the old RPG style games like EQ2, I guess more because of story-line reasons.  He doesn't really care about storylines.  So we'd have to agree about WHAT game to play, I guess.  Blah.  Is it even worth it?  I don't know.  Probably not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe I should just use that extra time to be a better housekeeper, or catch up sleep, or *gasp* exercise or something.    I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7901165008389780075-2972332617421653353?l=sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com/feeds/2972332617421653353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7901165008389780075&amp;postID=2972332617421653353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7901165008389780075/posts/default/2972332617421653353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7901165008389780075/posts/default/2972332617421653353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com/2007/12/to-game-or-not-to-game.html' title='To game or not to game?'/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pg6nYBcBdMY/TthMMJ6Lv4I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/U8MkeuxkEQQ/s220/100_0498.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7901165008389780075.post-1601655583484538818</id><published>2007-12-09T10:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T10:51:26.525-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Visit with Santa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last weekend, Ava got to see Santa for the first time. She was so cute.....she just loved the "winter wonderland" they had set up around Santa's chair. And she wasn't scared of the big man at all! Here's a pic:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142046373512443554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2V3DeEbKS8I/R1w37tfLdqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4T4lkgmxs2M/s320/ava%26santa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After we got back home, we tried to take a Christmas card picture, but no such luck....she was tired and cranky, though we did get a few cute pics of her and daddy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142046785829303986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2V3DeEbKS8I/R1w4TtfLdrI/AAAAAAAAABE/ZDrdNlsrbv4/s320/avadad%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142046974807865026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2V3DeEbKS8I/R1w4etfLdsI/AAAAAAAAABM/sANybDuLtMY/s320/avasanta%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Christmas just seems so exciting this year...watching her little face when she sees the lights on the Christmas trees, or listens to Christmas songs, or dressing her up in her Christmas outfit.  Kinda brings a bit of the "Christmas spirit" back, ya know?  Can't wait til the holidays get even closer, it'll be so much fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7901165008389780075-1601655583484538818?l=sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com/feeds/1601655583484538818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7901165008389780075&amp;postID=1601655583484538818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7901165008389780075/posts/default/1601655583484538818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7901165008389780075/posts/default/1601655583484538818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com/2007/12/visit-with-santa.html' title='Visit with Santa'/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pg6nYBcBdMY/TthMMJ6Lv4I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/U8MkeuxkEQQ/s220/100_0498.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2V3DeEbKS8I/R1w37tfLdqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4T4lkgmxs2M/s72-c/ava%26santa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7901165008389780075.post-6171637057612759712</id><published>2007-11-30T16:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T17:08:39.158-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doctors appointments</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ava and I both had doctors appointments today.  She had her 6 month checkup with Dr VanWienen, and I had to see Dr Ritsema to have my Blue Care Network form filled out.  It's called "Healthy Blue Living", and you have to make healthy choices and improve in lacking areas in order to keep enhanced benefits (20 dollar office visit copay instead of 40 for example.  Prescriptions are the same way).  There are 6 or 7 areas on the form.  I was fine in the drinking/smoking areas, since I do neither.  I had my cholesterol drawn today.  That's another area which I will probably be lacking in.  And then...the dreaded weight category.  You have to have a BMI of 30 or less to score full points in the weight category.  Um, let's just say I didn't get full points!  Being that I didn't qualify for the full points, I had to commit to a diet plan, or at least, the intent to diet and exercise, to score slightly fewer points but still keep enhanced benefits.  He said, "Weight Watchers is a good plan".  So I said, sure, I will look into it.  haha.  I have all the info for Weight Watchers at home, so I guess I could do it without the meetings, but I'm not a very good self-motivator.  I need to do something, I know that, but sheesh it's hard.  I think about food far too often.  Then he brought up his favorite topic.  Sleep apnea and my CPAP machine, which I haven't used in a LONG time.  I think it has even been recalled, but I haven't bothered checking the serial numbers since I don't use it.  "So Sara, why don't you use it."  er um...I dunno...because I hate feeling like darth vadar while I sleep?  Because I don't want my husband to be scared of me?  Because I just want to sleep without some stupid thing blowing air up my nose.     I can't even remember what I told him.  Then the guilt trip started.  "You know untreated sleep apnea can take ten years off your life.  And it's not just you now, it's HER too" as he points at Ava.  "It's like deciding not to treat cancer."  Ok ok...so then I said, "Well if I just lost weight, I wouldn't HAVE sleep apnea."  His response was, "If you don't treat your sleep apnea, it's nearly impossible to lose weight.  You know that there have been studies that show that sleep apnea releases an endorphin in your body that slows metabolism".   Ok I give up.  I told him I would look into whether my machine was recalled or not.  I think Brian was right...he must get kickbacks from the CPAP machine people or something.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I finished with Dr Ritsema I had a few minutes before Ava's appointment (same office, just a different doctor) so I got my blood drawn for cholesterol and my TSH.  Then little miss Ava kept flirting with everyone in the waiting room while we waited for her to get called back.  Someone would walk by and she would grin ear to ear at them.  Every single person.  It was too cute.  One older gentleman asked her if she needed an extra grandpa.   She did the same thing to everyone at the grocery store later on in the day.  SOmeone would walk by the cart, she would grin at them, and they would melt.  Flirty baby.  Her little smile just lights up her face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ava's appointment went fine with Dr. VanWienen.  He seems to be holding up relatively well after the sudden death of his son.  So sad.  I told him I had been praying for him, and will continue to, and he really seemed to appreciate that.  His family has a strong faith, and a great family support system, so I hope they will continue to heal.   As for Ava, I asked him about solids, and a few other things.  SHe has some patchy dry skin on her back that I thought might be eczema.  He agreed, but thought I could just try moisturing it constantly first before using any of the other stuff.  Otherwise she's doing great!  18lbs 3oz, and supposedly 28 inches long, though I think they student nurse that did her measurement was a little generous with her tape measure.  Ava was flexing her feet, and she made her mark at the toe instead of the heel, so I don't think she's QUITE that tall.  She was supposed to get one less shot today, but I opted to have her get the flu shot, so she got the same amount of shots as her last two visits.  Three shots, and an oral vaccine for rotavirus.  Poor baby.  She turned red and did the silent scream for a minute before any sound came out.  But she recovered quickly, and was happy the rest of the day.  We're so lucky to have such a happy, healthy baby.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7901165008389780075-6171637057612759712?l=sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com/feeds/6171637057612759712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7901165008389780075&amp;postID=6171637057612759712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7901165008389780075/posts/default/6171637057612759712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7901165008389780075/posts/default/6171637057612759712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com/2007/11/doctors-appointments.html' title='Doctors appointments'/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pg6nYBcBdMY/TthMMJ6Lv4I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/U8MkeuxkEQQ/s220/100_0498.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7901165008389780075.post-841170498762999296</id><published>2007-11-26T02:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T02:35:47.714-08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2V3DeEbKS8I/R0qgbRSH4yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/WwgPajV4MGg/s1600-h/avapaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137094715325801250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2V3DeEbKS8I/R0qgbRSH4yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/WwgPajV4MGg/s320/avapaper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a busy weekend! Thursday and Friday we were in Detroit for Thanksgiving with Brian's family. We got home Friday night, then Saturday I was busy all day making ornaments for the Ludington party, and cooking, and wrapping the presents. We left Sunday morning for Ludington. Luckily, mom and dad drove so Brian didn't have to. Ava did really well on both trips, and was SO cute during the Christmas party. She had a blast unwrapping her presents, and did amazingly well at it for a 6 month old. It was nice to see everyone, and for some reason, everyone seemed to like the silly angel ornaments I made. Also, Brian's jalapeno things (called atomic turds...haha) were a big hit with the people who loved spicy food. There was so much food!  Austin was being a good big brother too, and actually acting like he liked Ava.  Anyway, it was a good time. I just could use ONE more day in the weekend.....but no such luck. I guess I better get ready for work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2V3DeEbKS8I/R0qhThSH4zI/AAAAAAAAAA0/jWxS-SdO_NA/s1600-h/avaaustin1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137095681693442866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2V3DeEbKS8I/R0qhThSH4zI/AAAAAAAAAA0/jWxS-SdO_NA/s320/avaaustin1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7901165008389780075-841170498762999296?l=sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com/feeds/841170498762999296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7901165008389780075&amp;postID=841170498762999296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7901165008389780075/posts/default/841170498762999296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7901165008389780075/posts/default/841170498762999296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com/2007/11/busy-weekend.html' title='busy weekend'/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pg6nYBcBdMY/TthMMJ6Lv4I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/U8MkeuxkEQQ/s220/100_0498.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2V3DeEbKS8I/R0qgbRSH4yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/WwgPajV4MGg/s72-c/avapaper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7901165008389780075.post-534443638014874325</id><published>2007-11-21T19:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T19:46:41.238-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hope everyone has a great Thanksgiving. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2V3DeEbKS8I/R0T7SRSH4xI/AAAAAAAAAAk/3blyn2xVXoE/s1600-h/bigbird.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135505766404842258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="321" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2V3DeEbKS8I/R0T7SRSH4xI/AAAAAAAAAAk/3blyn2xVXoE/s320/bigbird.jpg" width="220" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thursday and Friday it's Detroit, then Sunday Ludington.  Busy weekend!  I'm so tired...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7901165008389780075-534443638014874325?l=sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com/feeds/534443638014874325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7901165008389780075&amp;postID=534443638014874325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7901165008389780075/posts/default/534443638014874325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7901165008389780075/posts/default/534443638014874325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pg6nYBcBdMY/TthMMJ6Lv4I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/U8MkeuxkEQQ/s220/100_0498.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2V3DeEbKS8I/R0T7SRSH4xI/AAAAAAAAAAk/3blyn2xVXoE/s72-c/bigbird.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7901165008389780075.post-1452009099478268910</id><published>2007-11-18T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T15:29:15.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cranky baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ava has had one of those days today...nothing is making her happy, and she barely napped, so being sleepy makes her MORE cranky.  I think she's probably teething or something, who knows.  Brian has been good with her today, and I even got to take a little nap this morning while he watched her.  It's not even 6:30 yet, but I'm hoping she'll crash out soon, even if that means she's up at 4:00 to eat.  She's doing some marathon thumb sucking at the moment, but I know she's not hungry so hopefully she'll be sleepy soon.  *crosses fingers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We had a nice night out last night.  We got the sampler plate from Red Lobster.  Kind of expensive, but hey, our anniversary only comes around once a year.  It came with crab legs (so much work!) a lobster tail, two different kinds of shrimp, a salad, and a side of potatoe or veggies.  Tons of food, but my fat butt ate it all.  After this weekend, I need to go on a diet.  I need to find something I can stick with though.  I can lose weight quickly on low carb, but not sure if it's really realistic for long-term.  I lost 8 pounds in a week on it, then I had the kidney stone thing so I stopped, and the 8 lbs was back in no time.  Blah.  Something has to work.  Anyway, after dinner we went to see a movie.  We saw "Fred Clause", which I thought was cute, but Brian wasn't impressed by.  It was still nice to get out just the two of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The little princess is unhappy again, I better go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7901165008389780075-1452009099478268910?l=sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com/feeds/1452009099478268910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7901165008389780075&amp;postID=1452009099478268910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7901165008389780075/posts/default/1452009099478268910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7901165008389780075/posts/default/1452009099478268910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com/2007/11/cranky-baby.html' title='Cranky baby'/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pg6nYBcBdMY/TthMMJ6Lv4I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/U8MkeuxkEQQ/s220/100_0498.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7901165008389780075.post-8864174361588418579</id><published>2007-11-16T07:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T08:07:27.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My lithotripsy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday was my lithotripsy. It went pretty well as far as doing what it was supposed to do. I got to the hospital a little early...around 10:40 or so. I had to be there at 11, and my procedure was to be at 1:00. They called me in right away, and all the pre-surgical stuff that the short-stay unit had to do was done by 11:05....ekg, urine pregnancy test (I swear they've done so many of those lately...it's like they think not having a period since February 2006 is ABNORMAL or something *cough*), pre-procedure vitals etc. They had this really cool thermometer. It reminded me of Star Trek, because it didn't even touch you. They just pushed a button and ran it over my forehead and behind my ear down my neck a little. It made these little bleeping sounds. I want one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Speaking of Star Trek, that's what Brian and I watched for the next hour while we waited for them to come get me for my real pre-procedure stuff. It was around 12:30 when they came for me and brought me down to a different floor. There they started my IV, and took me down the hall for an xray. When I got back, Dr. Rodriguez (the urologist) came in. I hadn't met him, and I could tell he was trying to remember me....I had seen his physician's assistant in the office. He was typical surgeon. Not much of a people person....doing his best work when people are asleep. He probably thought he had seen me in the office, because he "couldn't remember what tests we had done that saw the stone." Apparently the xray they had just taken was "not impressive." I was kind of hoping that meant I didn't have to have the procedure, but no such luck. It only meant that the makeup of my stone was probably porous, and just didn't show up well on the xray (denser stones will show up white I guess), and he wanted to add an extra procedure called a cystoscopy....a procedure where they put a little camera up the urethra and look around in the bladder. Ouch. So, whatever...I signed the consent. I would be asleep anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then I met the anesthesiologist. When he introduced himself, I tried not to laugh. He had this high pitched funny voice, and his name was "Dr. Peaches". He also had to be about 80 years old. For the third time, it was explained to me that they don't use the "immersion" tub anymore. (I had asked the question when the pre-procedure nurse called me a few days before, because my paperwork said "the shockwaves pass through water". So I guess everyone I met felt they had to make sure I knew it wasn't like that anymore). Now they just put you on a surgical-type table, and a gel-like membrane thing is lined up with the area of the stone, and the shockwaves pass through that. After I finished talking to Dr Peaches, he raised his eyebrows and said, "It's time to go." It was kind of Kevorkian-ish...lol. So they brought me to the lithotripsy holding area (incidentally, the same room where I had my xray) and it wasn't long and I was sleeping. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I woke up, I was ok. I felt a little ache in my back. They gave me back my glasses, and told me something about the stone, and that they think they got it all. I was more aware than I thought I would be at that point, but still the details are a bit fuzzy. I guess it took a little while for me to wake up....I think I saw 2:30 on the clock. I remember my first thought was, I really have to pee! But I didn't feel like I would be able to get up, even if they had let me, so I just laid there. After the recovery room, they took me back to the short stay unit where I had started. As time passed, my back hurt more and more. The nurse had warned me that some people don't feel anything. Other people feel like they've been kicked in the kidney by a mule. I guess I was in the latter category, only it was a really big, powerful mule. Or maybe a buffalo had trampled me. I wasn't sure. But when the nurse asked me if I wanted pain meds, I said "No thanks, I'm ok." Stubborn. I get that from my husband. A few minutes later, I buzzed the nurse because I really had to go to the bathroom. She had said that is not unusual after this procedure. So she came in, and set up my pee-hat in the toilet. She said "Wow you must really want to leave huh." The criteria for being able to go home was to urinate once. So I did, and without too many details....it burned (from the cystoscopy) and it was very very bloody (also normal, but weird). Then I went back to bed and laid on one side, then the other. There was no comfortable position. The pain kept getting worse. I just wanted to go home, so I buzzed the nurse and told her I was ready. She came in and took out my IV and said it would be about 10 minutes for transport to come take me down in a wheelchair. Brian helped me get dressed and I laid down on my belly on the bed. That seemed to be most "comfortable". Along with the pain was a good amount of nausea. Finally as we were waiting, I broke down and asked the nurse for a Vicodin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ride down to the parking area in the wheelchair was hell. I was in pain, and trying not to get sick. That hospital is like a maze, and it seemed like forever to reach the entrance we had come in. It was a long walk WITHOUT pain and nausea when we arrived. Much worse when every bump made me hurt, and going down the ramps too fast make me want to hurl. When we got to the door, the transport girl and I waited while Brian got the car. While we were waiting, I thought I was going to lose it, and I didn't have anything to throw up in. The transport girl ran and got me a bucket, but just in time, Brian pulled up and she wheeled me outside. The cold air seemed to cure it. Whew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home, I took another Vicodin, and slept while Brian went to get the baby and get me some Chicken Noodle Soup from Panera. Today is much much better. Still achy, but not excruciating. To be honest, my C-section hurt less than that. And this one didn't have an incision. Weird. Sometime today or tomorrow I'll start passing the pieces I guess. I have to save them for my followup appointment in 30 days. They have to be analyzed to see what it's made of, as there are several different kinds of stones. It's probably made of Taco Bell, or other fast food. :) I'm just glad it's over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7901165008389780075-8864174361588418579?l=sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com/feeds/8864174361588418579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7901165008389780075&amp;postID=8864174361588418579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7901165008389780075/posts/default/8864174361588418579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7901165008389780075/posts/default/8864174361588418579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-lithotripsy.html' title='My lithotripsy'/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pg6nYBcBdMY/TthMMJ6Lv4I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/U8MkeuxkEQQ/s220/100_0498.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7901165008389780075.post-3008098028913209208</id><published>2007-11-14T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T20:17:45.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've been so darn busy tonight.  Got home from work and had to go to Austin's conferences.  Let's just say....there were no surprises, except for all his teachers telling us how respectful and funny and "enjoyable" he was.  One said he was always smiling...Brian said "He must burn up all those smiles at school because he never brings any home."  Haha.  We had Ava at conferences, and she kept putting her two cents in.  She was just talking and talking the whole time we were trying to talk to his teachers.  It was cute though.  After conferences I was just trying to get some cleaning done.  I just don't want to have to come home to a messy house after my surgery.  Plus, I guess I'm a little nervous, so that nervous energy kicked in.  I know that my procedure is no big deal, but this will be my first time under general anesthesia.  So yeah, being intubated and all that doesn't sound like much fun.  The good news is, I've gotten a lot done tonight.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think this is the first time I've seen 11:00 pm in ages.  I must be getting old...I'm usually in bed by 9 or 9:30.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In between all that cleaning I watched a show on the History channel about squid.  These divers were doing something they called "Operation Trojan", where they caught a 5-6 foot Humbolg (sp?) squid, attached a camera to it, and let it dive down to 1000 feet to see if there are such things as huge Humbolg squid.  Their theory was that Humbolgs are cannibals, and they bigger relatives that live in the deeper oceans will come check out the littler squid.  They caught something on camera, but they didn't know if it was a Humbolg, or Arciteuthis (giant squid) or even the Colossal Squid (forget it's technical name, but it's like Arciteuthis, only shorter and thicker/heavier).    They didn't get a good enough view to decide what kind it was, but they were able to measure parts of it, and put it into equations for each species.  If it was Humbolg, it was over 60 feet in length.  If it was Arciteuthis, it was upwards of 120 feet!  Yikes!  They put it in perspective....Christopher Colmbus's ship, the Nina, was only 60 feet long.  Anyway, blame my husband for making me a history channel geek.  I love the ocean ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess I should fold some laundry and try to get some sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7901165008389780075-3008098028913209208?l=sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com/feeds/3008098028913209208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7901165008389780075&amp;postID=3008098028913209208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7901165008389780075/posts/default/3008098028913209208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7901165008389780075/posts/default/3008098028913209208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com/2007/11/busy-busy.html' title='Busy busy'/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pg6nYBcBdMY/TthMMJ6Lv4I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/U8MkeuxkEQQ/s220/100_0498.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7901165008389780075.post-3934725343014552067</id><published>2007-11-13T16:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T08:10:13.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two more days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Only two more days until my kidney returns to normal (hopefully) and it no longer has to play host to the gigantic kidney stone Brian has nicknamed Xena. I had some pain today....not too terrible, but it kind of felt like bad menstrual cramps, just a little higher up....sorry tmi. I still didn't take my Vicodin, or even Tylenol, so it looks like I'm going to make it to my lithotripsy without another episode like the one a few weeks ago. I'm keeping my fingers crossed. I am also crossing my fingers that the lithotripsy works. One of the shot patients at work has been dealing with a kidney stone for two months now...but hers is REALLY mammoth....almost 2cm wide. Mine is a mere 1cm. And her lithotripsy failed, as did her surgery where they went up her ureter to try to zap it. At least she was able to tell me that the lithotripsy procedure itself is a breeze....the worst of it is just dealing with the general anesthesia stuff. I guess I should be grateful that I'm a mutant and have an extra ureter coming from the right kidney, otherwise I would've had to wait all this time in lots of pain like she has been doing. She has a stent too, which she said was also painful. Poor lady.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The good news is Ava seems a bit better today. Still stuffy and a bit snuggly/sleepy/clingy tonight, but not as bad as yesterday. I went to see her at lunch today and fed her some peas. Or maybe I was feeding her bib, it wasn't completely clear to me which I had done after it was over. She did seem to get some down her throat though. :) Hopefully she'll be completely healthy by the time Grandma and Grandpa have to watch her on Thursday. They get her on Saturday too, and I get to go on a date with my darling husband for our anniversary....yay for a night out just the two of us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7901165008389780075-3934725343014552067?l=sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com/feeds/3934725343014552067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7901165008389780075&amp;postID=3934725343014552067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7901165008389780075/posts/default/3934725343014552067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7901165008389780075/posts/default/3934725343014552067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com/2007/11/two-more-days.html' title='Two more days'/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pg6nYBcBdMY/TthMMJ6Lv4I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/U8MkeuxkEQQ/s220/100_0498.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7901165008389780075.post-9168281551289068970</id><published>2007-11-13T02:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T02:58:49.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick baby</title><content type='html'>Poor Ava has her first real cold.  She kind of started getting stuffy over the weekend, but Sunday night she kept waking up and I'd hear her snuffling and snorting on the monitor.  She then proceeded to wake me up at 4:00 Monday morning.  Ugh.  Do you think that being up that early would mean I could actually do my hair and really get a lot done?  I thought so too....but no such luck.  I barely got to shower, and that was only because I let her fuss in her crib while I did so.  There's just nothing more pitiful than a snotty baby.  She was really clingy, but she didn't have a fever (the little pooper was laughing the whole time I was taking her temperature).  For some reason, suctioning her nose cracked her up too.  I would start suctioning one side, and then she'd open her mouth so it made like a darth vader noise, which made her laugh hysterically.  So I figured if she was laughing, she must be ok for daycare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny the things that I would've normally found gross don't affect me in my child.  She sneezes and I swoop in to wipe her snot.  She needs mommy when I get home from work, and I snuggle her close, even though her nose is running and getting all over my work clothes.  But as Austin pointed out, at least I was wearing green.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7901165008389780075-9168281551289068970?l=sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com/feeds/9168281551289068970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7901165008389780075&amp;postID=9168281551289068970' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7901165008389780075/posts/default/9168281551289068970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7901165008389780075/posts/default/9168281551289068970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com/2007/11/sick-baby.html' title='Sick baby'/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pg6nYBcBdMY/TthMMJ6Lv4I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/U8MkeuxkEQQ/s220/100_0498.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7901165008389780075.post-5505834779564437297</id><published>2007-11-11T15:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T15:45:06.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More peas please...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well, we had wanted to wait until Ava's 6 month appointment to start feeding her solids, but I swear that girl was going to make us go broke buying her formula! So we tried out some peas for lunch today. It was fun. Let's see if this video works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-893fbb5827c2272e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D893fbb5827c2272e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331262971%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D26C0A6CEA887024347B3E60031C8609266583D5.12E0DA8B3F3916C31BD54750E4EF4562F94BCCAF%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D893fbb5827c2272e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DP-z_SvPUxKgGiqmIZAodJjsbNHQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D893fbb5827c2272e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331262971%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D26C0A6CEA887024347B3E60031C8609266583D5.12E0DA8B3F3916C31BD54750E4EF4562F94BCCAF%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D893fbb5827c2272e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DP-z_SvPUxKgGiqmIZAodJjsbNHQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here are a few more...before, during, and after&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131730111155242930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2V3DeEbKS8I/RzeRWNaVh7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/PAm8h-x5zTc/s320/contemplating.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2V3DeEbKS8I/RzeRx9aVh8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/kLzqzYdUQyA/s1600-h/peas1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2V3DeEbKS8I/RzeRx9aVh8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/kLzqzYdUQyA/s1600-h/peas1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131730587896612802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2V3DeEbKS8I/RzeRx9aVh8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/kLzqzYdUQyA/s320/peas1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; 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But ya know what?  I like the computer.  I love to type.  And I've always wanted to keep a journal, even moreso since I've become a mommy in May, 2007.  So what the heck, I'll give it a try.  Can I be technically savvy enough to figure out such supposedly simple things as how to put in my profile, how to post pictures, or how to set up my page in general?  It remains to be seen....so here we go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7901165008389780075-514775398236484782?l=sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com/feeds/514775398236484782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7901165008389780075&amp;postID=514775398236484782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7901165008389780075/posts/default/514775398236484782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7901165008389780075/posts/default/514775398236484782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarasadventuresinmommyhood.blogspot.com/2007/11/wowa-blognow-what-do-i-do.html' title='Wow...a blog...now what do I do?'/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pg6nYBcBdMY/TthMMJ6Lv4I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/U8MkeuxkEQQ/s220/100_0498.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
