Well, grandparents...no big surprises here.
Weight: 33.6 lbs.
Height: 35 1/2 in.
Head hugeness: 21 in.
I have no idea what percentiles those are...all I know is that my kid HATES the doctor, tried numerous times to hit and kick her while she checked him out, and that he's still got a huge melon.
No shots today...we're all good until the 2-year appointment this summer. So, who can believe that - unless H gets sick - the next time I'm at the pede will be for a newborn check-up? Eek!!
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Beautiful Blogger Awards
As I was blog-stalking this past weekend, I noticed that my friend, Caroline, bestowed this fabulous blog award upon me a few weeks ago. 
Since I am such an avid blog-stalker, I truly cannot believe I missed it! So sorry, Caro...please do not consider this ANY indication of how little I check your blog. To the contrary, I get my Lorelai fix pretty much daily!!
To those who don't know Caroline, you can find her over at http://www.blogballentine.blogspot.com/. She is an amazing mother who balances law practice and family life beautifully! I've always admired her easy-going nature, fabulous fashion sense, shameless outfit-matching with her 2-year old, and her willingness to share just how completely IN LOVE with her husband she is. Oh, and did I mention that her married name is Caroline Ballentine -- which, seriously, could that be any cuter?!? So, anyway, thank you Caro for thinking to give this coveted award to yours truly. Now, for the fun part of receiving this...
THE RULES:
- Thank the person who nominated you for the award.
- Copy the award and place it on your blog.
- Link the person who nominated you for the award.
- Post 7 interesting things about yourself.
- Nominate 7 bloggers.
- Post links to blogs you nominate.
7 interesting things about me:
~I can touch my feet (both of them - one at a time or together) to my face and pretend like they're telephones. In fact, my whole family can do this except for my dad. We even took a picture of it and turned it into a mousepad one year.
~I have no self-control when it comes to buying baby girl clothing for my friends' baby showers. None. Whatsoever.
~I am sensitive to a fault. I can't tell you how many thousands of times I've been told that I need to 'grow a thicker skin,' because things really (like, REALLY) hurt my feelings. Very rarely do I get mad or bitter...just really sad and hurt. Perhaps this is why law practice and I didn't hit it off.
~I am allergic to almost all fake smells - perfume, plug-ins, air fresheners, candles (even unlit!), lotions, hand sanitizers, etc. etc. etc. I hate admitting this to other people though, because it always makes both of us feel bad. :(
~I have a mental block when it comes to memorizing scripture or excerpts from literature, but I love studying the bible and reading gifted writers more than I can say.
~When I think about the things my husband says and does for me, I'm pretty sure I live in a fairytale that just hasn't been written yet.
~Sometimes, instead of thinking about how excited I am to be having another baby boy in March, I find myself thinking (and sometimes saying to Jared), "Wow, there sure will be a lot of penises in this house soon," which then sends me straight out the door to find something girly to do.
7 Beautiful Bloggers:
Lisha @ http://www.leeandlisha.blogspot.com/
Jennifer @ http://www.actiontothepassion.blogspot.com/
Jenna @ http://www.dustinandjenna.blogspot.com/
Sabrina @ http://www.paulandsabrina.blogspot.com/
Cathy @ http://www.cathy-ology.blogspot.com/
Kate @ http://www.zollingerphotos.blogspot.com/
Jill @ http://www.jillandbradharrison.blogspot.com/
Phew, it was hard to pick just seven...all of my blogging girlfriends are totally amazing. In fact, if you didn't see your name, it's probably because I've dinged you before and made you re-post something...and I didn't want anyone to get tired of that! Oh, and several of these beautiful bloggers have 'private' blogs, so you'll just have to take my word for it that they are, indeed, some of the most beautiful bloggers ev-uhhh. Congrats, ladies...
Since I am such an avid blog-stalker, I truly cannot believe I missed it! So sorry, Caro...please do not consider this ANY indication of how little I check your blog. To the contrary, I get my Lorelai fix pretty much daily!!To those who don't know Caroline, you can find her over at http://www.blogballentine.blogspot.com/. She is an amazing mother who balances law practice and family life beautifully! I've always admired her easy-going nature, fabulous fashion sense, shameless outfit-matching with her 2-year old, and her willingness to share just how completely IN LOVE with her husband she is. Oh, and did I mention that her married name is Caroline Ballentine -- which, seriously, could that be any cuter?!? So, anyway, thank you Caro for thinking to give this coveted award to yours truly. Now, for the fun part of receiving this...
THE RULES:
- Thank the person who nominated you for the award.
- Copy the award and place it on your blog.
- Link the person who nominated you for the award.
- Post 7 interesting things about yourself.
- Nominate 7 bloggers.
- Post links to blogs you nominate.
7 interesting things about me:
~I can touch my feet (both of them - one at a time or together) to my face and pretend like they're telephones. In fact, my whole family can do this except for my dad. We even took a picture of it and turned it into a mousepad one year.
~I have no self-control when it comes to buying baby girl clothing for my friends' baby showers. None. Whatsoever.
~I am sensitive to a fault. I can't tell you how many thousands of times I've been told that I need to 'grow a thicker skin,' because things really (like, REALLY) hurt my feelings. Very rarely do I get mad or bitter...just really sad and hurt. Perhaps this is why law practice and I didn't hit it off.
~I am allergic to almost all fake smells - perfume, plug-ins, air fresheners, candles (even unlit!), lotions, hand sanitizers, etc. etc. etc. I hate admitting this to other people though, because it always makes both of us feel bad. :(
~I have a mental block when it comes to memorizing scripture or excerpts from literature, but I love studying the bible and reading gifted writers more than I can say.
~When I think about the things my husband says and does for me, I'm pretty sure I live in a fairytale that just hasn't been written yet.
~Sometimes, instead of thinking about how excited I am to be having another baby boy in March, I find myself thinking (and sometimes saying to Jared), "Wow, there sure will be a lot of penises in this house soon," which then sends me straight out the door to find something girly to do.
7 Beautiful Bloggers:
Lisha @ http://www.leeandlisha.blogspot.com/
Jennifer @ http://www.actiontothepassion.blogspot.com/
Jenna @ http://www.dustinandjenna.blogspot.com/
Sabrina @ http://www.paulandsabrina.blogspot.com/
Cathy @ http://www.cathy-ology.blogspot.com/
Kate @ http://www.zollingerphotos.blogspot.com/
Jill @ http://www.jillandbradharrison.blogspot.com/
Phew, it was hard to pick just seven...all of my blogging girlfriends are totally amazing. In fact, if you didn't see your name, it's probably because I've dinged you before and made you re-post something...and I didn't want anyone to get tired of that! Oh, and several of these beautiful bloggers have 'private' blogs, so you'll just have to take my word for it that they are, indeed, some of the most beautiful bloggers ev-uhhh. Congrats, ladies...
Monday, January 25, 2010
No, baby, let's not flush our pants...
With all that's been going on around here lately, my energy/creativity for blogging has been pretty much zapped. However, while chatting with a girlfriend this morning, I had an exchange with H that begs to be repeated and preserved. In fact, we've had a series of exchanges this week that are worthy of sharing, so I hope I can get those posted soon too. Thanks for reminding me to write about this stuff, J!!
This morning:
Me (on phone): Uh, oh...I hear someone playing in my bathroom...let me go see what's going on.
*numerous clanging sounds come from bathroom*
Me: *turning corner into bathroom* Henry, whatcha doin'?
Henry: Mama...potty! *takes pants off*
Me: *smiling at him...moves him away from potty to avoid further clanging sounds...thinks nothing of de-pantsing he just gave himself*
Henry: Maaaaamaaaaa....loooook...pottyyyyyyyyyyy!! *proceeds to throw pants into the toilet*
Me: No! Henry...we do not put our pants in the potty...that water is dirty and not for pants!!
Henry: Flush??
Me: No, baby, let's not flush our pants....why don't we just wash our hands and brush our teeth instead?
Ahhh, just a few minutes in the life of an awesomely adorable 18-month old. Now, if you'll excuse me...I've got a pair of pants to get in the wash.
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
The Evolution of Pregnancy.
Here's a photo of HALF of the pregnant women in our Life Group class right now. Love it.
From left to right, we are 19 weeks, 32 weeks, 34 weeks, and 37 weeks. It's almost baby time!!
From left to right, we are 19 weeks, 32 weeks, 34 weeks, and 37 weeks. It's almost baby time!!Monday, January 18, 2010
Razorblades in our throats.
Well, would the weekend have REALLY been complete if Jared and I hadn't both caught Henry's cold?
Of course not.
It's 4 a.m. The hubs is all snug in our bed after downing nighttime Theraflu at 10. I, on the other hand, am reminded again of one of my least favorite parts of pregnancy.
Wait, what? You have razor blades coarsing down the back of your throat? Uncontrollable sneezing? Sinus pressure making your face feel like it's going to explode?? Oh, right...I have just the thing...a little Tylenol.
Poor Henry, now I really know how he's been feeling this week, and it's soooo not good. Hmmmffff.
Of course not.
It's 4 a.m. The hubs is all snug in our bed after downing nighttime Theraflu at 10. I, on the other hand, am reminded again of one of my least favorite parts of pregnancy.
Wait, what? You have razor blades coarsing down the back of your throat? Uncontrollable sneezing? Sinus pressure making your face feel like it's going to explode?? Oh, right...I have just the thing...a little Tylenol.
Poor Henry, now I really know how he's been feeling this week, and it's soooo not good. Hmmmffff.
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Dodged the bullet?? Not so much...
It's a double ear infection, folks. Repeat after me...slowly..."mo-thers' in-tu-i-tion."
It's real. You best be believin' dat.
I totally knew something was up with Henry this week, and I am so thankful to have an answer. I hate that I waited a few days to take him in, but I'm trying to focus on the positive...at least I didn't let him go through the weekend!
So, we've got lots of great meds to whip these ears into shape, and I'm sure by this weekend, we'll be back in full force.
Oh, and in other good news, the doctor's office was beyond nice about the insurance stuff when we got there. Maybe my tired face, crying son, and big ol' mama belly hit a sympathetic nerve with the check-out desk...or maybe they're just nicer in person than on the phone. Either way, it was a relief and very much appreciated.
It's PJs and movies for us for the next couple days. Little man has gotten punier and punier since this morning, so I'm not pushing him to do anything but 1) guzzle his raspberry-flavored (thank you CVS for that delightful option) Amoxicillin and 2) snuggle with his bankie-bankie (that's babyspeak for blanket).
It's real. You best be believin' dat.
I totally knew something was up with Henry this week, and I am so thankful to have an answer. I hate that I waited a few days to take him in, but I'm trying to focus on the positive...at least I didn't let him go through the weekend!
So, we've got lots of great meds to whip these ears into shape, and I'm sure by this weekend, we'll be back in full force.
Oh, and in other good news, the doctor's office was beyond nice about the insurance stuff when we got there. Maybe my tired face, crying son, and big ol' mama belly hit a sympathetic nerve with the check-out desk...or maybe they're just nicer in person than on the phone. Either way, it was a relief and very much appreciated.
It's PJs and movies for us for the next couple days. Little man has gotten punier and punier since this morning, so I'm not pushing him to do anything but 1) guzzle his raspberry-flavored (thank you CVS for that delightful option) Amoxicillin and 2) snuggle with his bankie-bankie (that's babyspeak for blanket).
Dodged the bullet...sort of
Good news. No stomach bug for us. However, we weren't spared a little puke-fest yesterday anyway, thanks to Henry experimenting with his gag reflex. Yay. I think he was actually trying to scratch the back of his throat with his finger, which was itchy from a little post-nasal delight. Again, yay.
This morning, he's oozing green boogies, coughing, yanking on his ears, and telling me "itchy," so we're headed to the pediatrician to make sure there's no infection. I don't normally jump the gun on pede visits, but since he's been a little weird all week, I just don't want to wait on it.
Of course, our day wouldn't be complete without some sort of hiccup, right? Well, here it is. We signed on to Jared's insurance policy with work, allegedly effective 1/1/10. So, I called to check benefits with our new insurance this morning, just to be sure we were good to go before we walked into the doc's office. Ha. I should have known. There's evidently been some sort of clerical error and Henry and I weren't added to the policy at all. So, we're cash-pay today...which was SO fun to explain to the appointment-maker at the doc's office. Is it just me, or do doctor's offices immediately turn a-hole when things aren't A-B-C easy? As if I don't feel bad/embarrassed enough that our insurance company decided to suck this week...why don't you, sweet front desk lady, ask me lots of pointed questions in a condescending, you-probably-don't-have-insurance-because-you're-lying-and-trashy tone??? Ugh.
This morning, he's oozing green boogies, coughing, yanking on his ears, and telling me "itchy," so we're headed to the pediatrician to make sure there's no infection. I don't normally jump the gun on pede visits, but since he's been a little weird all week, I just don't want to wait on it.
Of course, our day wouldn't be complete without some sort of hiccup, right? Well, here it is. We signed on to Jared's insurance policy with work, allegedly effective 1/1/10. So, I called to check benefits with our new insurance this morning, just to be sure we were good to go before we walked into the doc's office. Ha. I should have known. There's evidently been some sort of clerical error and Henry and I weren't added to the policy at all. So, we're cash-pay today...which was SO fun to explain to the appointment-maker at the doc's office. Is it just me, or do doctor's offices immediately turn a-hole when things aren't A-B-C easy? As if I don't feel bad/embarrassed enough that our insurance company decided to suck this week...why don't you, sweet front desk lady, ask me lots of pointed questions in a condescending, you-probably-don't-have-insurance-because-you're-lying-and-trashy tone??? Ugh.
Monday, January 11, 2010
Something's up...
Twice in his life, H has gone on food strike and acted like an emotional freakshow. Both times, he ended up coming down with a nasty stomach bug within 72 hours of the onset. Based on what I've seen last night and this morning, this week is suddenly not looking good for the boy.
Please, oh please, let it just be a fluke and not a sign of impending puke...
Please, oh please, let it just be a fluke and not a sign of impending puke...
Saturday, January 9, 2010
Ankie-ooo
Guess who asked for a fork at breakfast yesterday morning, and upon being given said fork, showed well-mannered appreciation and gratitude by offering up an UNPROMPTED "Ankie-ooo".
I'm guessing you already know the answer.
Ankie-ooo to you, too, sweet boy. You know just what to say to warm your mama's heart.
I'm guessing you already know the answer.
Ankie-ooo to you, too, sweet boy. You know just what to say to warm your mama's heart.
Thursday, January 7, 2010
Decade in Review
**thanks for the blog idea, Caro!!**
1999: gained my freshman 25 (oops), won the NAIA National Golf Championship, earned NCAA All-American accolades, broke up with my high school sweetheart, transferred to Ole Miss to play golf for the Rebels, went pot-luck and ended up becoming best friends with my roomie (still to this day!), dated the lead singer of a local band who wrote the song "Naked Sorority Girls" - classy, right??, met the Showalters (my family away from family), earned a 4.0 for the first and second time in college.
2000: continued the 4.0 streak, qualified to travel to every golf tournament, became a total book nerd, got my belly-button pierced to prove I wasn't too nerdy, went to Hawaii with the team in the fall, dated some real poo-heads, got my braces off after 2 looooong years, chopped my hair short over Christmas break in an effort to turn over a new leaf.
2001: continued the 4.0 streak, continued traveling to every tournament, was introduced to the writing of C.S. Lewis, became a Christian, joined FCA, met my ultimate Geminemesis in German class, dated the KC, got elected to Ole Miss' homecoming court, became entranced by poetry, literature, and the music of Tori Amos, and became totally obsessed with working out (in a good way).
2002: broke the straight-A streak by FAILING Accounting 101 (haha...blame it on the golf traveling), saw Tori Amos in concert for the first time, went to every Ole Miss football game in the fall including Tech (thanks for the awesome time, KM), repeated Accounting 101 in the fall and got an A to replace that big fat F!, officially graduated Magna cum Laude in December with my English and Business degrees...
2003: found out I was accepted into Ole Miss Law School on Valentine's Day, went skiing for the first time in my life - mastered pizza, french fries, and the bunny slopes, participated in the Jean Jones Run/Walk for Cancer for the first time, walked at commencement in May, began law school in the fall, met the girlfriends who would eventually stand in my wedding, hated school for the first time ever, dyed my hair dark brown over Christmas break because blonde was just 'too happy' for me during that time.
2004: school got better, organized the law school student body's participation in the run/walk in honor of Professor Mason, decided to study abroad in Cambridge, England, had the time of my life in Europe that summer, climbed to the top of St. Peter's with my friend, Stephen (elevators are for sissies!), had my birthday in ROME, saw Paris...took a cruise there, attended the final day of the British Open with J.D. and got invited behind the ropes and managed to get the winner's autograph, went punting for the first time, studied under three of the most brilliant professors I have ever had, ate haggus, posed for a pic at Platform 9 3/4, went back to Oxford forever changed.
2005: had some amazing times with my sister in BR, appreciated my friends who had now become more like kindred spirits and sisters, had one hell of a time taking my girls home for Spring Break '05, bought a pair of cowboy boots, walked for Professor Mason again, watched Charity graduate and move away, earned way too much money as a law clerk in Jackson, celebrated Jamie getting engaged, returned to Oxford in the fall ready to rock out our last year, turned around two weeks later to help my family rebuild after Hurricane Katrina, came back two weeks after that to a tall glass of chardonnay thanks to the KC, became waaaaay over-involved in extracurriculars but still managed to party it up with my girls a few days a week, danced my Fridays away to the jazz band at the Downtown Grille.
2006: graduated, went to Vegas for an awesome trip with my parents and sister, stood in Jamie's wedding, met Jared, rid my life of all 'complicated' friendships/relationships/etc., got a brand new boyfriend (Jared), took the MS bar exam, started work as a real lawyer in Jackson, was romanced and pursued like something out of a fairytale, celebrated passing the bar with Jared over take-out Amerigo and a glass of champagne, met the Amys, began Thursday-night 3-way with Charity and Jamie, got tricked into going to Austin for an alleged conference for Jared's work...turned out to be his proposal weekend (Sneaky McSneakerson), fell sinfully in love with the bling-bling on my ring fing, rang in the New Year at Winter Park Hospital as Jared was the first patient of 2007, sick with the flu that I had the week before.
2007: planned our wedding with my dad, became ever-thankful again for my girlfriends - especially Laura - that spring, learned how to waltz, combined checking accounts, got my own AmEx that linked to Jared's (I shopped...he paid...yeehaw), married Jared on 8/4/07, traveled to Greece for our perfect honeymoon, vowed to do 'lots of traveling' before we started a family, moved into the Orlando house upon our return, found out Henry was on the way in November (glad we took a BIG honeymoon!), holidays ruined by morning sickness, rang in the New Year at my dad's bitchin' apartment on South Beach...not as glam as it sounds, as I was asleep by 10:30 and pissed at the midnight fireworks because I 'needed to sleep'. yay first trimester.
2008: found out we were having a boy, decided on his name, lost Jared's Poppa "Henry Gwynn" in February, had an amazing baby shower hosted by the same dear friends who hosted our wedding shower LESS THAN one year prior, missed Sue's wedding, gained and lost 45+ pounds, welcomed our sweet baby H on July 11th, got a funny text message from my brother encouraging us to name him Apu (get it...he was born on 7-11), realized how much I love my mom, began sleeping 10 hour nights by September (thank you, my son), left H for the first time - at 3 months old - to go out for Jared's 27th birthday, breastfed my boobs off, found out we were being transferred to Houston in November, welcomed Jared home that evening wearing 2005's cowboy boots...and nothing else, rang in the New Year by quarantining a flu-sick Jared to our room while doing baby duty in the rest of the house...thus clinching the family tradition of horrible New Years!
2009: closed on our Texas house in January, missed Jamie's baby shower, took Henry on a looong road trip to San Angelo, proudly stood in Charity's wedding, went to Orlando for Easter and Nana's 75th, joined a new life group and made instant friends with the fabulous women there, bridesmaided for Jonathan and Stephanie in June, hosted one helluva fun lingerie shower for a bestie in O-town, quit nursing two weeks before H's first bday, got a huge 4th of July surprise...Baby #2 is on the way, gave Henry a ball party to celebrate the Big 1 a week later - thankfully, no morning sickness yet, back to Orlando to bridesmaid for said bestie, morning sickness sets in...worse than the first time...has me thinking possibly pink, Baby #2 is declared BOY in September, left H with my mom and dad for a weekend getaway to Oxford for a Showalter wedding, we dedicate the rest of our year's worth of time and energy to creating fun memories with Henry - he's a lion for Halloween, we go to Disney in November, and Santa Claus seems to have brought every possible age-appropriate toy imaginable for Christmas, we celebrate our first HAPPY (and healthy) New Year since meeting each other in '06.
Wow...crazy to see how much has gone down in 10 years! Thanks for reading to the end, friends. Here's wishing all of you a happy new year and a fantastic NEW DECADE!
1999: gained my freshman 25 (oops), won the NAIA National Golf Championship, earned NCAA All-American accolades, broke up with my high school sweetheart, transferred to Ole Miss to play golf for the Rebels, went pot-luck and ended up becoming best friends with my roomie (still to this day!), dated the lead singer of a local band who wrote the song "Naked Sorority Girls" - classy, right??, met the Showalters (my family away from family), earned a 4.0 for the first and second time in college.
2000: continued the 4.0 streak, qualified to travel to every golf tournament, became a total book nerd, got my belly-button pierced to prove I wasn't too nerdy, went to Hawaii with the team in the fall, dated some real poo-heads, got my braces off after 2 looooong years, chopped my hair short over Christmas break in an effort to turn over a new leaf.
2001: continued the 4.0 streak, continued traveling to every tournament, was introduced to the writing of C.S. Lewis, became a Christian, joined FCA, met my ultimate Geminemesis in German class, dated the KC, got elected to Ole Miss' homecoming court, became entranced by poetry, literature, and the music of Tori Amos, and became totally obsessed with working out (in a good way).
2002: broke the straight-A streak by FAILING Accounting 101 (haha...blame it on the golf traveling), saw Tori Amos in concert for the first time, went to every Ole Miss football game in the fall including Tech (thanks for the awesome time, KM), repeated Accounting 101 in the fall and got an A to replace that big fat F!, officially graduated Magna cum Laude in December with my English and Business degrees...
2003: found out I was accepted into Ole Miss Law School on Valentine's Day, went skiing for the first time in my life - mastered pizza, french fries, and the bunny slopes, participated in the Jean Jones Run/Walk for Cancer for the first time, walked at commencement in May, began law school in the fall, met the girlfriends who would eventually stand in my wedding, hated school for the first time ever, dyed my hair dark brown over Christmas break because blonde was just 'too happy' for me during that time.
2004: school got better, organized the law school student body's participation in the run/walk in honor of Professor Mason, decided to study abroad in Cambridge, England, had the time of my life in Europe that summer, climbed to the top of St. Peter's with my friend, Stephen (elevators are for sissies!), had my birthday in ROME, saw Paris...took a cruise there, attended the final day of the British Open with J.D. and got invited behind the ropes and managed to get the winner's autograph, went punting for the first time, studied under three of the most brilliant professors I have ever had, ate haggus, posed for a pic at Platform 9 3/4, went back to Oxford forever changed.
2005: had some amazing times with my sister in BR, appreciated my friends who had now become more like kindred spirits and sisters, had one hell of a time taking my girls home for Spring Break '05, bought a pair of cowboy boots, walked for Professor Mason again, watched Charity graduate and move away, earned way too much money as a law clerk in Jackson, celebrated Jamie getting engaged, returned to Oxford in the fall ready to rock out our last year, turned around two weeks later to help my family rebuild after Hurricane Katrina, came back two weeks after that to a tall glass of chardonnay thanks to the KC, became waaaaay over-involved in extracurriculars but still managed to party it up with my girls a few days a week, danced my Fridays away to the jazz band at the Downtown Grille.
2006: graduated, went to Vegas for an awesome trip with my parents and sister, stood in Jamie's wedding, met Jared, rid my life of all 'complicated' friendships/relationships/etc., got a brand new boyfriend (Jared), took the MS bar exam, started work as a real lawyer in Jackson, was romanced and pursued like something out of a fairytale, celebrated passing the bar with Jared over take-out Amerigo and a glass of champagne, met the Amys, began Thursday-night 3-way with Charity and Jamie, got tricked into going to Austin for an alleged conference for Jared's work...turned out to be his proposal weekend (Sneaky McSneakerson), fell sinfully in love with the bling-bling on my ring fing, rang in the New Year at Winter Park Hospital as Jared was the first patient of 2007, sick with the flu that I had the week before.
2007: planned our wedding with my dad, became ever-thankful again for my girlfriends - especially Laura - that spring, learned how to waltz, combined checking accounts, got my own AmEx that linked to Jared's (I shopped...he paid...yeehaw), married Jared on 8/4/07, traveled to Greece for our perfect honeymoon, vowed to do 'lots of traveling' before we started a family, moved into the Orlando house upon our return, found out Henry was on the way in November (glad we took a BIG honeymoon!), holidays ruined by morning sickness, rang in the New Year at my dad's bitchin' apartment on South Beach...not as glam as it sounds, as I was asleep by 10:30 and pissed at the midnight fireworks because I 'needed to sleep'. yay first trimester.
2008: found out we were having a boy, decided on his name, lost Jared's Poppa "Henry Gwynn" in February, had an amazing baby shower hosted by the same dear friends who hosted our wedding shower LESS THAN one year prior, missed Sue's wedding, gained and lost 45+ pounds, welcomed our sweet baby H on July 11th, got a funny text message from my brother encouraging us to name him Apu (get it...he was born on 7-11), realized how much I love my mom, began sleeping 10 hour nights by September (thank you, my son), left H for the first time - at 3 months old - to go out for Jared's 27th birthday, breastfed my boobs off, found out we were being transferred to Houston in November, welcomed Jared home that evening wearing 2005's cowboy boots...and nothing else, rang in the New Year by quarantining a flu-sick Jared to our room while doing baby duty in the rest of the house...thus clinching the family tradition of horrible New Years!
2009: closed on our Texas house in January, missed Jamie's baby shower, took Henry on a looong road trip to San Angelo, proudly stood in Charity's wedding, went to Orlando for Easter and Nana's 75th, joined a new life group and made instant friends with the fabulous women there, bridesmaided for Jonathan and Stephanie in June, hosted one helluva fun lingerie shower for a bestie in O-town, quit nursing two weeks before H's first bday, got a huge 4th of July surprise...Baby #2 is on the way, gave Henry a ball party to celebrate the Big 1 a week later - thankfully, no morning sickness yet, back to Orlando to bridesmaid for said bestie, morning sickness sets in...worse than the first time...has me thinking possibly pink, Baby #2 is declared BOY in September, left H with my mom and dad for a weekend getaway to Oxford for a Showalter wedding, we dedicate the rest of our year's worth of time and energy to creating fun memories with Henry - he's a lion for Halloween, we go to Disney in November, and Santa Claus seems to have brought every possible age-appropriate toy imaginable for Christmas, we celebrate our first HAPPY (and healthy) New Year since meeting each other in '06.
Wow...crazy to see how much has gone down in 10 years! Thanks for reading to the end, friends. Here's wishing all of you a happy new year and a fantastic NEW DECADE!