tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55411429781689424472024-03-13T15:17:05.959-04:00The Oxendine FamilyCrazy adventures of our family of 6!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10709028414733532469noreply@blogger.comBlogger112125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541142978168942447.post-52795169476497290402013-02-25T21:49:00.001-05:002013-02-25T21:49:21.865-05:00Dinner tonightThis was dinner tonight. So good. I used whole wheat pasta and fresh spinach.<br />
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<a href="http://mixandmatchmama.blogspot.com/2013/02/dinner-tonight-chicken-spinach.html?spref=bl">Mix and Match Mama: Dinner Tonight: Chicken Spinach Provolone Pasta</a>: Last year, I made a Sausage and Provolone Pasta dish that was just divine. It's one of my absolute favorite recipes. So, I decid...Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10709028414733532469noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541142978168942447.post-51723176033592689682013-02-25T08:14:00.001-05:002013-02-25T08:14:53.974-05:0010 day good challenge- day 5Things are going well, for me. I can't say the same for the kids and Daniel, but I'm fine with that. Baby steps. <br />
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Here is what I have been eating and making. <br />
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Thursday:<br />
Smoothie<br />
Salad<br />
Cookie at hanks school- it was delicious I have to say. <br />
Carrots and hummus for snack<br />
I made a whole organic chicken in the crockpot and we had that with home made quinoa Mac n cheese and spinach salad<br />
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Friday:<br />
Smoothie<br />
Sushi and spring rolls from fresh market. <br />
Greek Yogurt<br />
Daniel brought home food from Level. So freaking good. He brought home tuna tartar, roasted brussel sprouts and pork spring rolls. So I made some sides to go with it. Broccoli and cauliflower with mashed sweet potatoes. <br />
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Saturday:<br />
Smoothie and a bite of scrambled eggs<br />
Hummus and veggies<br />
Salad<br />
Pistachio crusted flounder with asparagus and sautéed mushrooms<br />
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Sunday:<br />
Whole wheat pancakes with 100% maple syrup<br />
Salad with hearts of palm, tomatoes, pepper, carrots, cucumbers, pine nuts, ham and a little bit of cheese. This was a pretty late lunch so it held us for dinner. We were at michael's. So I also bought some organic mango salsa and whole grain tortilla chips and hummus with cucumbers and carrots. <br />
I made homemade bread last night and I had two small slices. I had to try it. It was my first time making my own bread. It was so good. <br />
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I eat a lot of the same stuff. Hummus is a staple. My WW leader said to mix a tablespoon of hummus with a tablespoon of nonfat plain Greek yogurt to stretch the hummus without adding too many points. Haven't tried that yet. I love hummus with veggies!!!<br />
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Hearts of palm. So good. I could eat an entire can. I have to remember to rinse them. Thy can be a little salty. But I love salt. Weird, I know. <br />
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I would say so far so good. The biggest thing has been coffee. I haven't really drank it. I tried it yesterday with agave sugar. I love Splenda and we have some in the house and I keep staring at the yellow packets. But I have resisted temptation. The problem is that sugar and agave both have calories. Is there a zero calorie all natural sweetener out there???<br />
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Anyway, this has been my journey so far. I really hope it shows on the scale this week. We shall see. I also had a glass of red wine on Friday and Saturday. So that might counter my good eating. I love red wine on a cold night. <br />
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I don't have a bread maker. So I was surprised at how good the bread came out. Have you tried anything new lately???<br />
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Have a great week!<br />
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Here are a few pictures. <br />
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Here is the picture of my TOMS. I can wear them for all my navy games - lax season is upon us and football in the fall. I'm pumped!!!<br />
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Desperate to be skinny again, desperate to wear all my skinny clothes. I'm not asking to be a size 2. I just want to get back down to an 8/10. I know that I will never be a 2. <br />
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So I have been back on WW, but tracking sucks. It really sucks. I do not like it, It is not convenient for me. <br />
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So through MOPS I found 100 Days of Real Food, such am inspiring blog. It is about cutting out processed food, eating organic, and hopefully having more energy and losing weight in the process. <br />
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There is a 10 day challenge that my family is going to start tomorrow. I'm excited. I just dropped about $200 on organic groceries for the week, so I am hoping it helps. For lent, I have cut out all soda. So hopefully that will help as well. <br />
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Ugh, so I'm desperate. I just want to be skinny again or skinnier. <br />
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I'm also cutting down my wine. I need to add in exercise but that is hard to find time to do and I hate going outside in the cold. I hate it. <br />
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Anyway, wish me luck!!!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10709028414733532469noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541142978168942447.post-33121287710163597762013-01-22T22:51:00.001-05:002013-01-22T22:51:47.006-05:00WowI have been absent for so long!!!! So much has happened. <br />
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My baby is 1!!! <br />
I am back on WW. <br />
Work is ok. We are losing people left and right. <br />
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I am thinking about planning a trip to Disney in November before Thanksgiving. Mom and dad would have to come with us. I am just now starting to look into details. <br />
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Trying to eat better, get more sleep and worry less. <br />
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We have some pretty memorable photos and videos to sort through, some I am NOT ALLOWED to post....so I will just keep it pretty tame.<br />
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Congratulations to Brendan and Jessica! We had such a great time. I really do love my family. Although, we sometimes have our differences, we have a great time when we are together!<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10709028414733532469noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541142978168942447.post-87090893087909041802012-08-07T23:07:00.000-04:002012-08-07T23:07:11.287-04:0095Can you even imagine getting to 95 years old? <br />
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My grandmother is 95 in a few hours. I love her so much and am so blessed to still have her and my grandfather alive.<br />
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I am so glad that my children have had the opportunity to meet these amazing people.<br />
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Loveyou, Nana!<br />
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Happy birthday! May we celebrate many more!<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10709028414733532469noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541142978168942447.post-12291786145256299932012-07-23T10:31:00.000-04:002012-07-23T10:31:00.334-04:00Just so sad...A friend of mine and my dentist told me about this story. Heartbreaking...This woman was an all- American lacrosse player. She grew up in Annapolis, went to St. Mary's and just thought she was having a normal twin pregnancy. Little did she know that something was ring with her liver. And by the time the docs had figured it out...it was too late. http://maryland.obituaries.funeral.com/2012/07/19/kellie-thompson-shiley/The poor kids. This happened a week ago.<br />
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There is a site to make donations to the family for the kids. Please consider this family when making donations. <br />
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Www.kelliethompsonsgiley.org<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10709028414733532469noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541142978168942447.post-32579414784026265722012-07-22T12:31:00.000-04:002012-07-22T12:31:00.119-04:00Ask AmyHas anyone seen or heard of this? Am I the last one to the party for this? I probably am SO late on this. But anyway...<br />
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Amy Poehler (love her) has a pseudo-Dear Abby-like video series called Ask Amy. Amy and 2 other ladies started this website called www.smartgirlsattheparty.com<br />
The show celebrates being a girl and some of the issues that girls face when they are growing up. <br />
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The latest segment of Ask Amy a girl talks about being 14 and her dad not letting her wear makeup like other girls her age. Amy responds to the email in a video and is so compassionate and just wonderful. <br />
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Watch the video and see for yourself. I LOVE Amy Poehler and hope my girls can ask me these questions when growing up and if they can't then there is another source. <br />
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Http://www.smartgirlsattheparty.com/video/ask-Amy-glamour-girl<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10709028414733532469noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541142978168942447.post-72499560603461240582012-07-21T21:06:00.001-04:002012-07-21T21:06:37.419-04:00Dishes in the sink...There is nothing more annoying to me than after all day of cleaning, cooking and tending to the kids than finding my husband's bowl and fork in the sink. <br />
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Really? REALLY??? The stinking dishwasher is right next to the sink. <br />
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These are the kind of things that I would love for him to do on his own. <br />
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If he did...I would be much more willing to...do whatever he wanted! And, if he did it without me asking, there isn't anything (ANYtHING) I wouldn't do for him. <br />
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Ugh...<br />
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So now I will put the kids to bed and go clean up the kitchen again. Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10709028414733532469noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541142978168942447.post-54640231056267756432012-07-21T10:01:00.001-04:002012-07-21T10:01:45.649-04:00FlyingI am deathly afraid to fly. I get so anxious that I start sobbing. It is pretty pathetic considering I am 35 years old. It is a control thing. Those that know me, know that I like to have a certain control over my life (or at least pretend to - ha!).
So my cousin is getting married in a few weeks in California and I couldn't even make the flight arrangements. My brother Michael had to make my plane reservations for me.
Every night since he made the reservations, I have been having nightmares about plane crashes. I have done the research and I know the odds of a plane crashing. Everyone makes fun of me and calls me names, but my fear is mine. I feel like I have so much to lose and I'm not ready to go yet...
Some say that my fear is because I don't have a good relationship with God and I don't believe that if I did die that I would be in a better place. Which is somewhat true.
The last time I flew was to Florida in Nov 2010 and I was crying when I got on the plane, showing everyone pictures of my kids. I am happy once I get to my destination and laugh at my ridiculousness. But getting there is another story...
My fear is leaving the kids without a mother if anything were to happen. And my fear has gotten worse since having children. I can't just have a glass of wine to take the edge off. I have to take Ativan, sometimes Xanax and alcohol.
Ugh, I was hoping to maybe see a hypnotist, to see if that would work. I just can't pinpoint when my fear got so bad.
I need to stay positive and have a better attitude. Because like it or not, I will be flying into San Diego in a few weeks. I just hope I can sleep through the flight or pass out, blackout - I don't care. As long as we get there in one piece.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10709028414733532469noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541142978168942447.post-33100662368850806242012-07-18T20:12:00.001-04:002012-07-18T20:12:36.281-04:00Day 2 baby led weaning - avocadoJust pictures tonight. <br />
This is an after shot. She was pretty tired tonight. But she actually got some big chunks off her fingers and into her mouth. <br />
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Tomorrow night I may try a banana. But on the FB page, they recommend carrots or broccoli because fruits can be slippery and therefore frustrating. <br />
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We shall see....<div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hxKNCMxpT10/UAdQ8tmXUCI/AAAAAAAAAhI/TkSDzqniLp8/s640/blogger-image--1360149453.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hxKNCMxpT10/UAdQ8tmXUCI/AAAAAAAAAhI/TkSDzqniLp8/s640/blogger-image--1360149453.jpg" /></a></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10709028414733532469noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541142978168942447.post-86418181684743453832012-07-18T10:23:00.001-04:002012-07-18T20:14:11.751-04:00Today is Wednesday...And I am currently...<br />
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Drinking...dunkin donuts large iced coffee mocha with Splenda and creamer because it is so hot and humid out. <br />
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Eating...whatever I want. I have officially fallen off the WW wagon. <br />
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Wearing...my big clothes because of what I'm eating:)<br />
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Listening...to the Call Me Maybe song. I think a girl named Carly sings it. <br />
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Feeling...excited for a vacation next week. Going to the OC!!!<br />
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Needing...a pedicure and highlight, desperately!!!<br />
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Wanting...a new bathing suit and wardrobe. I think I need a stylist bc I seem to only pick out boring clothes. <br />
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Thinking...I need to pack for next week and make a list of things to bring. <br />
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Enjoying...cupcake Sauvignon Blanc, this might be my favorite wine. <br />
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I love these posts. Once again, stolen from MCW! Thanks, Molly!<br />
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The weather is so hot and humid. We are supposed to get a storm today. So hopefully that will cool things down. <br />
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We are going on vacation next week with friends. I am so excited and I am a little nervous...I hope that our family isn't too much for them. <br />
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Happy Hump Day!!!<br />
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We will try avocado again tonight and then we will move to bananas. <br />
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I have some videos to post, but will have to wait until tonight. <br />
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Listening...to Lavar and Duke's<br />
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Eating...everything in sight and not counting ANY points. <br />
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Drinking...water bc I'm at work. But recently I finally opened my Bota Box Pinot Grigio and it is so crisp and refreshing. <br />
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Wearing...black, of course, it's supposed to be slimming!<br />
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Feeling...blah - I have a million things on my to-do list and I don't feel like doing them. <br />
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Weather...not too bad compared to last week's 100+ temp days. So now 86 feels great. <br />
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Needing...to book my flight to my cousin's wedding. But I am having so mug anxiety about leaving the kids. <br />
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Wanting...to go for a long walk or bike ride. <br />
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Thinking...when do I have time to fit in a hair appointment. <br />
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Enjoying...the fact that today is my last day in the office for the week. Yeah!<br />
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One of the ladies asked me if I was going to come grab something to eat and a drink. I was pretty hungry since I didn't have time to get dinner before the wake. So I said sure. But I had driven and parked in the school parking lot. I spoke with the Parkin lot attendant and he said the gates closed at 10pm, and it was 9 at the time. So I said I had to move my car. I walked up the hill to get my car. By the time I got back, everyone was gone. Nice people, right? If they didn't want me to come, then why bother inviting me??? I would NEVER do that to someone. <br />
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I don't really care, but then I run into one of the ladies last weekend and I really don't want to see her because I know she is not a nice person. Daniel says to just ask her what happened that night. But I don't want to cause a scene at our friends house. So I do nothing. I decided to kill her with kindness and not go out of my way to be friendly, but not be a bitch. So, is that fake of me??? <br />
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Hopefully I don't have to see these people that often. I'm not in their stupid clique and don't want to be. So, I was thinking of unfriending them on FB. They don't care anyway, so they probably wouldn't notice. <br />
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The problem is there are some girls that I really like...<br />
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Anyway, just ha to get that off my chest. <br />
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What do you think is worse: to confront someone or be fake???<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10709028414733532469noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541142978168942447.post-13098316852642329182012-04-18T18:17:00.001-04:002012-05-08T18:30:39.704-04:00Siri Cruise's Burn BookGoogle it, then follow this blog. It is hysterical. It is written from the viewpoint of Suri Cruise and it makes me giggle. <br />
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We have been so busy. It is crazy. <br />
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I turned 35 last week. Yikes! Luckily, Nana came home from the hospital the day before. So that was great. <br />
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We went out on Friday night and I thought I was 21, not 35. Ha! But we have a very very busy weekend coming up. <br />
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I have been a little more of an emotional train wreck than normal:) First, last Saturday I was down and out with strep throat. That was HORRIBLE! I couldn't swallow, breathe, could barely sit up. I hate being sick, because I really don't get a chance to lie in bed and recover. Daniel wasn't much help either. He kept bringing me a screaming baby to feed, let the kids make the BIGGEST mess EVER! He kept the older two outside, but there was so much that I needed to be done inside, that it just made me even more pissed that I was sick, but still had to empty the dishwasher, and do laundry. <br />
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My husband makes me so happy in a million different ways....BUT, helping out around the house is not one of them. Sometimes I wish I could just let the toys and crap pile up, so he would trip over something in the middle of the night or he would see what would happen if I just let it all go. I am so not designed to just let things go...I can't stand it when the kids take out more than one toy at a time. I sometimes feel like I am the meanest mommy in the world because I want them to clean up, so I hide toys and put things away just so I don't have to do all the cleaning up. Jake drives me INSANE!!! Seriously, INSANE. All he does is DUMP toys. And, it drives me nuts! Daniel doesn't care, he can be surrounded by toys and trash and it doesn't bother him...is it because he knows I can't stand it and I will not let it sit and fester. I think I clean up toys about 50% of my day with the kids. It is these days that I cannot wait to get back to work. <br />
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Another thing that is hard is that Daniel didn't even ask if I was okay last weekend. He didn't come in to check on me to see if I needed anything. Is my husband the only one who does this? Is there some sensitivity training that he can attend or a normal husband that can talk some sense into him? He finished the toilet paper in our bathroom, and I asked him to get some more and he made me feel like I was asking him to move a mountain. I mean, seriously....and then he only brings ONE freaking roll, when our dispenser holds 5. I mean, I just look at that as lazy! Maybe he should have gone to military school. Ugh...So, needless to say, I was pretty much in tears all of Sunday and the majority of Monday. And, then he doesn't want to talk about anything, and he definitely doesn't want to talk about anything in front of the kids...well, sorry, he isn't really helping me in that department either. Lately, all he does is come home from work, eat dinner and then pass out on the recliner. I can't remember the last time he went to bed in our bed. This is NOT normal and I hate it. So, he basically knows that I will make dinner, clean up dinner, bathe the kids and put them to bed all while trying to breastfeed a new baby...I mean, I know that I can handle a lot, but I thought this was a partnership. Needless to say I had a meltdown on him on Sunday and Monday. And, I am up half the night with Emma - either feeding her, changing her, making sure she is warm.<br />
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So, now I am trying to simplify my life by getting rid of the toys and crap that I don't need. This is so hard for me...but hopefully my girlfriend Ellen or my friend Jen (who cleans my house) will be able to help me in the near future. <br />
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Anyway, that was my week this past week. I actually put on jeans on Wednesday for Emma's newborn photo shoot and on Thursday to visit my coworkers. But, the rest of the time I am running late and barely hanging on - dressed in sweatpants. I should rename my blog - My Life in Sweats...because that is what I am usually dressed in.<br />
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Superbowl is this weekend. I am rooting for the Giants. I am starting Weight Watchers on Monday. I have to find our scale so I can start weighing myself. I would like to be back down to my lifetime weight by the time I go back to work. I think I have 12 pounds to go...<br />
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I think my parents and I are going to help be each other's motivators. It is easier to do it with someone, and Daniel will just lose weight by eating the dinners I cook. Should be interesting!<br />
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Have a great weekend....sorry about the Debbie Downer post...but I needed to get somethings off my chest. <br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10709028414733532469noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541142978168942447.post-69940018521471414692012-01-15T09:21:00.000-05:002012-02-03T10:31:44.720-05:00Emma's Birth StoryIt was Saturday Jan 14th and I had a pretty ambitious day laid out for us. There was so much that I wanted to get done before the 18th (scheduled induction day). First was a trip to Ikea in College Park to pick up some dressers for the boys' room. Then to pay my grandparents a visit (since they live right down the street from Ikea) and who knows when I would be able to get my act together after Emma was here to go visit them. And, I hadn't seen them since Christmas Eve and I just wish I could see them more...<br />
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Anyway, Daniel thought I was crazy for wanting to go to Ikea on a Saturday, and he was right, it was a little overwhelming especially since I walked through every showroom and wanted to look at everything. Did i mention that Daniel stayed in the car since all three kids fell asleep??? So, it was me and 1000+ of my closest friends roaming Ikea. I knew what I was in search of but of course would get side tracked in the picture frame and organizing sections. <br />
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After about 90 minutes, I was loaded upend in the check-out line when Daniel calls and says that Hank needs to use the potty. So i leave my cart praying that no one takes it, I walk outside and as you can imagine Daniel is parked in the furthest spot away from the door where no other cars will come close to scratching our car (this is one thing I love and dislike at the same time about my honey). So, I grab Hank and take him inside to use the facilities (of course, I have to go as well - and did I mention that I lost my mucous plug that morning??? Is that not the grossest word ever???) Hank then helps me check-out and by this time, it has been 2 hours that Daniel has been in the car, so he is eager to leave Ikea and get to my grandparents house to eat and then go home, watch some football and fall asleep. <br />
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So, we get to my grandparents house and sit down and eat, then I start to not feel so good. I feel a little nauseous. Then I feel like I have to go to the bathroom. I come back to the table and I just feel like something is off. I then feel the need to run to the bathroom and I get sick...I feel like the baby is coming out. So, we quickly gather the kids (luckily my parents are also at my grandparents house as well and they help get everyone in our car.) Mom takes dad home, switches cars, and meets us at the hospital. Michael and Katie get a phone call and they also meet us at the hospital to take our car and kids home, Katie then brings our little car back to us, so Daniel has a way to get home later on that night (after we have Emma). <br />
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I call the doctor on the way to the hospital and I'm not having regular contractions, but my water might have broken or I might have peed myself (which is not an uncommon thing in pregnancy). I have the on-call schedule for my doctor's office and I know that Dr. Penn is on call on the 14th, and he is one of my favorite doctor's at my practice. He delivered Jake. So, we get to the labor and delivery floor and I get checked into the Triage. Dr. Penn checks me and I am only 3.5cm, water not broken and I am not contracting regularly. They are going to let me walk around for about an hour to see if there is any cervical change to indicate that I am in labor. I have never been into labor without pitocin before, so this is all new to me. So, instead of walk...I am doing squats, I am skipping, I am doing jumping jacks, anything to make my cervix CHANGE!!! The deep squats seem to be the most effective. I was literally sweating...I hadn't worked out this hard in 9 months. So, around 9pm, Dr. Penn checks me again, and I am only at 4cm, but still not contracting AT ALL! So, I ask him to strip my membranes. This is the worst pain ever. It feels like he is jamming his hand up there so far and then trying to stretch everything out. It was horrible...but it WORKED! I started having all kinds of contractions...and they were strong and regular. Oh, also, during my walking around, Daniel went down to the lobby to find a TV and watch the end of the 49ers/Saints game and the Patriots/Broncos game. So, my mom got to the hospital and she kept me company until the football games were over. There was no TV in the triage room...so Daniel wanted to be admitted so he could watch the games...nice, right??? Anyway, when the contractions started, they were painful so I would make some noises and my mom would tell me to breathe...I know she was trying to help, but I just wanted them to go away...all I kept thinking was, can I be admitted so I can get my epidural, please??? So, around 10pm, Dr. Penn came in and said I was at 5cm, we were getting admitted and we were gonna have a baby! Woo hoo! <br />
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At 10:30, I was wheeled into a L&D room, I had the nicest nurse, she was awesome. She called for the anesthesiologist who was amazing. I have both of their names written down somewhere, I just need to find it. The anesthesiologist sort of messed up my epidural. He said that my back didn't have very much fat on it (which he kept saying was a good thing) but that it did make it a little tougher for him to get the catheter in to my back. He had to do the epidural twice and said I may get a spinal headache a day or two after giving birth. My good friend Dana had one of these before so I knew it would be awful if I did get a headache. Anyway, he hooked me up. The nurse told me that by getting the epidural, it might slow my contractions down (which it did.) <br />
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At around 2:30am, the nurse checked my cervix and said I was still at 4cm. The next time I saw Dr. Penn he came in and broke my water (at 3am). My nurse came back in around 3:45 and I told her that I didn't think the epidural was working, because I kept pressing the button and nothing was happening. I was feeling ALL the contractions. She checked me, said I was at 9cm and she quickly started getting things together. She called Dr. Penn. I had to wake Daniel up...I had to yell at him 3 times to get him out of bed. Then he wanted to brush his teeth and I almost kicked him out of the room. I said (probably screamed at him) "There is no time to brush your teeth!!!" Dr. Penn and the nurse got everything together VERY quickly and at 4am, I was crying due to the pain, and I said to Dr. Penn - this baby is coming out NOW! They got my legs in the stirrups or whatever they are called. Daniel and the nurse pulled my legs back toward me and I pushed once to get her head out, and then one more time for her body. At 4:10am, Emma was here!!! They gave her right to me and Dr. Penn had to run to deliver another baby, but he came back shortly thereafter! It was quite the experience. <br />
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Emma was so pink and had the darkest hair and A LOT of it! She was 7 pounds, 6.8oz. She was 19.25" long. She was gorgeous! They gave her to me right away and she started eating! Then she went to sleep for a while. <br />
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Teresa took her kids down to NC on Friday for the long weekend. We called them Saturday and told them we were on our way to the hospital. We weren't sure if we were going to be admitted, so we called them when she was born and my in-laws came to the hospital the next day. <br />
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It was Sunday, and I had the spinal headache already...I was so exhausted because I didn't get any sleep the night before. Michael was GREAT! When Daniel got home in the morning, Michael took the three kids to his house, so Daniel could get some sleep. Then, Michael and Daniel came to the hospital with the kids so they could meet their new baby sister. This was the best part...the kids (Elli and Hank) were OVER THE MOON! They wanted to hold her and pass her back and forth to each other, it was so sweet. Elli ended up spending the day in the hospital room with me. She took a shower with me and everything...I can never get a shower by myself. I felt a little better in the afternoon and my friend Siobhan came to visit - she brought the yummiest brownies - so good! My in-laws came, my grandparents, my dad. It was great to see everyone. <br />
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On Monday, I was ready to go home. I just wanted to get home and sleep in my own bed without being poked or prodded. So, after they did all Emma's checks, I lied about not having a headache (so I could get out of there) and we were discharged! Thank goodness my mom stayed over to help me the next few days. I really did not feel great. And, Teresa helped out with Elli, Hank and Jake taking them overnight on Tuesday night. It was weird just having the baby to watch on Tuesday night. <br />
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ANyway, this is really long and I think I am going to stop writing. The delivery was great, the nurses were awesome and I absolutely love Chesapeake Women's care and Dr. Penn! <br />
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4 generations</div>
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Proud siblings</div>
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Taking Emma Home</div>
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All the Oxendine Cousins</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10709028414733532469noreply@blogger.com0