<?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-4517787157158545798</id><updated>2011-12-19T15:44:30.968-07:00</updated><category term='cooking'/><category term='Random'/><category term='addiction'/><category term='Revenge'/><category term='Marriage'/><category term='Temple'/><category term='Avery'/><category term='Family'/><category term='death'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='losing weight'/><category term='Memories'/><category term='Awesome'/><category term='abortion'/><category term='inspiration'/><category term='home'/><category term='summer'/><category term='Awards'/><category term='Nintendo'/><category term='stressed'/><category 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type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>276</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-7600290117649088258</id><published>2011-11-30T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T07:17:00.052-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Avery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appreciation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><title type='text'>I'm grateful for...#19</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have saved this one for last for a reason,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm grateful for Avery Leigh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is the reason that I am who I am today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is the reason I have grown the way I have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is the reason that I cherish Every moment of every day being a mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is the reason that I look at motherhood with a whole new meaning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nobody else in this entire world could do to me what Avery has done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I believe that her first mission on this earth, was to help me learn what it means to Sacrifice and what a blessing it is to be a mother. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I remember the day that I had with her in the hospital when it was just me and her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I sat there holding her,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and she was staring up at me with what was most definitely, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a smile on her face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew that she was aware of what I was doing and that she was grateful for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was like she was&amp;nbsp;speaking to me through her eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I knew that I was doing the right thing for her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know her Spirit was speaking to me that day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just love her so much and I am so eternally grateful for her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She changed my life forever,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I am forever grateful for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-7600290117649088258?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/7600290117649088258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=7600290117649088258&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/7600290117649088258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/7600290117649088258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-grateful-for19.html' title='I&apos;m grateful for...#19'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-4810272266228354053</id><published>2011-11-29T14:15:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T14:15:00.161-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the gospel'/><title type='text'>I'm grateful for...#18</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so grateful for The Gospel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know without a doubt in my mind,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that I wouldn't have been able to get through this whole experience as well as I have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Lord carries me through every step.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The process&amp;nbsp;has gone&amp;nbsp;so much more smoothly with His help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so grateful that I have been raised in this Church.&lt;br /&gt;There is no way that you can experience what I have, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and not KNOW that The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints is true. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know it with ever Fiber of my being.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I'm so grateful for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-4810272266228354053?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/4810272266228354053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=4810272266228354053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/4810272266228354053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/4810272266228354053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-grateful-for18.html' title='I&apos;m grateful for...#18'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-139667075804012474</id><published>2011-11-28T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T08:05:01.443-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the gospel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Avery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appreciation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clarify'/><title type='text'>I'm grateful for...#17</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so grateful for Eternal families.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Although Avery is a part of D&amp;amp;A's family here on this earth,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I know that without a doubt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I also know that we&amp;nbsp;are all an Eternal Family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know that we will all eventually be a family, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because she was&amp;nbsp;sealed to D&amp;amp;A in the Temple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If I hadn't placed her for adoption,&lt;br /&gt;she wouldn't have been sealed to me because&amp;nbsp;her birthfather and I,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wouldn't have been sealed in the temple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Adoption&amp;nbsp;makes it so she is&amp;nbsp;still&amp;nbsp;able to&amp;nbsp;be sealed to her parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just love this Gospel.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If this post is confusing beyond belief, try reading &lt;a href="http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2011/08/wish-i-have-parented.html" target="_blank"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I go into more detail and explanation there :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-139667075804012474?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/139667075804012474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=139667075804012474&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/139667075804012474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/139667075804012474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-grateful-for17.html' title='I&apos;m grateful for...#17'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-3374172585420442493</id><published>2011-11-27T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T11:57:00.279-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Avery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appreciation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kalista'/><title type='text'>I'm grateful for...#16</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Although Adoption has helped me come to understand many things,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think one of the most apparant and incredible things it has taught me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;is what a blessing it is to be a mother. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My whole life I have always wanted to be a mother,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but it wasn't until I was faced with the decision to place Avery for adoption,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that I really came to understand what an honor it really is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Being a mother is the greatest gift God has given me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thank Him every single day for this wonderful blessing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thank Him for allowing me to go through this Adoption experience because it really has opened my eyes to&amp;nbsp;what an incredible&amp;nbsp;blessing it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thinking of this brings tears to my eyes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-3374172585420442493?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/3374172585420442493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=3374172585420442493&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/3374172585420442493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/3374172585420442493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-grateful-for16.html' title='I&apos;m grateful for...#16'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-6998005068260581432</id><published>2011-11-26T01:54:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T12:05:36.674-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appreciation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><title type='text'>I'm grateful for...#15</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm grateful for all around, Adoption blogs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know I've mentioned two in this list,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but it wouldn't be&amp;nbsp;right to not mention all of the adoption blogs out there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every single one of them have an impact in one way or another. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm grateful and blessed to say that I get to be a part of all of this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's an incredible thing. It really is and I am certain that reading some of these adoption blogs,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;have helped me heal in ways that I can't even explain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-6998005068260581432?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/6998005068260581432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=6998005068260581432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/6998005068260581432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/6998005068260581432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-grateful-for15.html' title='I&apos;m grateful for...#15'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-2270529620320907255</id><published>2011-11-25T13:45:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T13:45:00.431-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my awesome blog readers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appreciation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clarify'/><title type='text'>I'm grateful for...#14</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm grateful for Adoption Advocates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you're friends with me on facebook,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you may have seen recently that I&amp;nbsp;posted about &lt;a href="http://jojordynanne.blogspot.com/2011/11/why-do-i-write-about-adoption.html" target="_blank"&gt;the wife of a birth father&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;who was being attacked by a birth mother/Adoptive mother. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She was telling her that because she wasn't a part of the adoption triad,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;she should not be blogging about adoption.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That is absurd to say the least.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was fuming angry at this nasty commenter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How could she say that to someone that is only supporting her husband and adoption!? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I said some harsh words &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(which maybe I shouldn't have...but boy did she hit a nerve&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just have to say that I'm SO grateful for those that haven't been affected by adoption first hand,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yet they still support it just as if they were.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because&amp;nbsp;they want to share how much they have been blessed by it through other people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-2270529620320907255?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/2270529620320907255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=2270529620320907255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/2270529620320907255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/2270529620320907255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-grateful-for14.html' title='I&apos;m grateful for...#14'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-1708036118356705695</id><published>2011-11-24T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T11:42:00.532-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appreciation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><title type='text'>I'm grateful for...#13</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm grateful for Other birthmothers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Knowing that there's other women out there that can relate to everything is a HUGE blessing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They have helped me get through some times that I wasn't quite sure how I was going to do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They've helped me know that I definitely was not alone and that there are other who have gone through it just like me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love that I&amp;nbsp;have been able to interact with them,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;one of&amp;nbsp;which, has&amp;nbsp;become an incredible friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-1708036118356705695?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/1708036118356705695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=1708036118356705695&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/1708036118356705695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/1708036118356705695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-grateful-for13.html' title='I&apos;m grateful for...#13'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-3114771240743038830</id><published>2011-11-23T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T13:42:23.569-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><title type='text'>I'm grateful for...#12</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm grateful for FSA conference.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The first time I attended FSA, I was pregnant with Avery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dustin and Andrea made me aware of it and brought me with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been in love ever since.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The FSA Conference, to me is like an EFY for Adoption.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love the way I feel about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love the way Adoption makes me feel and the Spirit is always so apparant through the entire thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-3114771240743038830?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/3114771240743038830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=3114771240743038830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/3114771240743038830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/3114771240743038830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-grateful-for12.html' title='I&apos;m grateful for...#12'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-3475642086457655773</id><published>2011-11-22T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T07:14:00.070-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Avery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appreciation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><title type='text'>I'm grateful for...#11</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so grateful for a Supportive Husband and Family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tyson has been supportive towards me since day one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since the moment he discovered I was pregnant, not only was he so forgiving, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but he made me feel like I was still important and that this did not define who I was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He wrote me all through his mission and still helped me feel like I was wanted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He was so forgiving I just can't believe how incredible he was and has been. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He continues to support me through everything and even comes with me to the adoption presentations (when he's not working) and shares his thoughts and feelings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just love him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My family as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If it hadn't been for them,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can honestly say I would have died.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was so depressed numerous amounts of times and I could always count on my mom, dad or sisters to cheer me up. My mom was especially supportive and helped me through the entire pregnancy/labor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so grateful for each and every one of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-3475642086457655773?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/3475642086457655773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=3475642086457655773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/3475642086457655773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/3475642086457655773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-grateful-for11.html' title='I&apos;m grateful for...#11'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-4250034038920521071</id><published>2011-11-21T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T08:11:00.243-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appreciation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><title type='text'>I'm grateful for...#10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm grateful for &lt;a href="http://www.therhouse.com/"&gt;Mrs. R.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I learned about her Through Andrea right towards the end of&amp;nbsp;the pregnancy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She has done so many things for the adoption world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She has organized events, done everything she can to help birth parents and is an all around incredible woman. She helped me get through&amp;nbsp;some tough times too and her blog has done so much good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-4250034038920521071?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/4250034038920521071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=4250034038920521071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/4250034038920521071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/4250034038920521071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-grateful-for10.html' title='I&apos;m grateful for...#10'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-3642898734542733164</id><published>2011-11-20T22:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T00:11:20.591-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><title type='text'>I'm grateful for...#9</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not only grateful, but it was just an all around great feeling,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to know that I was placing Avery with a family that was financially stable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They are so so great at saving their money and have always seemed like they can afford the things they need.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was comforting to know that,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because at that time of my life, I was ANYTHING but financially stable!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;haha My parents might have been,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but I wasn't even close to financially ready to raise a child.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-3642898734542733164?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-1769044027629733415</id><published>2011-11-19T12:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T00:07:28.308-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my awesome blog readers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><title type='text'>I'm grateful for...#8</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm grateful for Supportive Blog readers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It felt SO GOOD to receive comment after comment from people that gave me support.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Most of them I didn't even KNOW and it was soo helpful to hear the kind words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not only did it help confirm to me that I did the right thing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But it helped my self esteem too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks to all of you that have been so supportive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't even begin to explain how grateful I am for that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p.s. I received a question on the post I did about music.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Besides Michael Mclean, Cheri Call (I think that's her name) sings a song called "Delivery" aboud Adoption which is SO good. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's also a song by a man named Mark Shultz who sings a song called "everything to me" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Other than that, the song "One more Day" By diamond rio really hit home for me.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I loved all those songs. They really helped :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-1769044027629733415?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/1769044027629733415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=1769044027629733415&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/1769044027629733415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/1769044027629733415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-grateful-for8.html' title='I&apos;m grateful for...#8'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-2380527482625724577</id><published>2011-11-18T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T10:00:02.806-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Avery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><title type='text'>I'm grateful for...#7</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm grateful for pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not only is it so good to be able to see pictures of Avery,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but it's fun to show others that I'm close to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Especially the ones that want to know how she is doing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but haven't ever seen her...or only saw her in the hospital when she was born.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's so great to have pictures where I can show others beautiful Avery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Including those I give Adoption Presentations to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-2380527482625724577?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-5197609424440719388</id><published>2011-11-17T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T09:55:00.735-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><title type='text'>I'm grateful for...#6</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm grateful for Music about Adoption.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There is something about words and music together that is so comforting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Music was something that helped me during and especially after placing Avery for Adoption. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would listen to it all the time and even cry with it sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was therapeutic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It also helped me realize that someone else in this world had experienced what I'd experienced.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It helped me to know that I wasn't alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also helped me express how I was feeling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-5197609424440719388?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/5197609424440719388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-4032729130028659503</id><published>2011-11-15T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T11:11:00.275-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><title type='text'>I'm grateful for...#5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm grateful for &lt;strong&gt;the Foster to Adopt program.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Without it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wouldn't have my cute little brothers in my life. They are so sweet and bring such a joy to everyone in the family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I also wouldn't be married to Tyson. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's because of Foster to adopt, that I met him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He&amp;nbsp;is&amp;nbsp;the Love of my life and I am so grateful that I'm married to him. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-4032729130028659503?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/4032729130028659503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-15673649365835867</id><published>2011-11-14T11:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T11:06:00.748-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><title type='text'>I'm grateful for...#4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm grateful for &lt;strong&gt;good Communication&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Without it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Open Adoptions would be a mess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I strongly believe that Communication is &lt;strong&gt;#1&lt;/strong&gt; in having a successful Open Adoption. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so grateful that Dustin, Andrea and I have learned how to communicate,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and that if there is any miscommunication, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we're able to talk about it and get it resolved so so quickly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-15673649365835867?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/15673649365835867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-6510676700447685725</id><published>2011-11-13T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T12:00:00.846-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appreciation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><title type='text'>I'm grateful for...#3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm grateful for LDSFS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The way they treat Birthmothers is so awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They give us free counseling for life and not once have I ever felt like I was bugging them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They treat Birthmothers like Gold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been 3 years and I still feel like they would be there in a split second if I needed it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-6510676700447685725?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/6510676700447685725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=6510676700447685725&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/6510676700447685725'/><link rel='self' 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term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appreciation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><title type='text'>I'm grateful for...#2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm grateful for Dustin and Andrea.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They have made the entire adoption experience so much easier than I could have ever dreamed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Both of them always know exactly what to say when I come to them about something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whether it's adoption related or not,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;they are incredible at getting through to me about anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel so blessed to have them in my lives. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Adoption brought them to me and I'm so grateful for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have received lifelong friends through this experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Andrea and I have this relationship that I don't think anyone else in this entire world has.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's brought me so much &lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our relationship goes so much further than just adoption and I know that not everyone can say that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know what I did to deserve the honor of knowing them,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but I'm so grateful for it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-3304152275493618206?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/3304152275493618206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=3304152275493618206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/3304152275493618206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/3304152275493618206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-grateful-for2.html' title='I&apos;m grateful for...#2'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-4738211085125186657</id><published>2011-11-11T11:43:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T11:43:00.674-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the gospel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appreciation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><title type='text'>I'm grateful for...#1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so grateful for &lt;strong&gt;Open Adoption&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Without it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know where I'd be in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Especially Emotionally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know without a doubt that if Open Adoption had not been available for me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would not have healed as well as I have. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am 100% certain that Open Adoption is one of the biggest reasons I have been able to&amp;nbsp; move on with my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so grateful for it and I am constantly thanking my Heavenly Father for this opportunity.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-4738211085125186657?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/4738211085125186657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=4738211085125186657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/4738211085125186657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/4738211085125186657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-grateful-for1.html' title='I&apos;m grateful for...#1'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-6358536241863693527</id><published>2011-11-10T11:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T11:36:55.999-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><title type='text'>November is good at trying to escape...but I have caught it just in time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am very fully aware of the fact that November is National Adoption month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel terrible for failing miserabely at posting about it so far. It's already the 10th!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There has been so much going on in my life that I've completely lost track of time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't believe that this month is already 1/3 of the way through. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been trying to decide what to do about this since it's way too late to do what I usually do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(unless you're aware of &lt;a href="http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/search/label/Hoping%20to%20Adopt"&gt;what I usually do &lt;/a&gt;and you want to quickly shoot me an email, I can spotlight you :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've decided,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that although it's going to be short and sweet,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;at least it will be SOMETHING&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm going to post about one thing I'm grateful for everyday for the rest of the month and why. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of course it's going to all be adoption related,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because lets face it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Adoption has changed my life and made me who I am today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so sorry for my lack of posts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My daughter has been experiencing some medical problems and we found out recently that she is going to need surgery; which has resulted in me feeling all sorts of emotions and being very distracted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope I can make up for it somehow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-6358536241863693527?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/6358536241863693527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=6358536241863693527&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/6358536241863693527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/6358536241863693527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-is-good-at-trying-to-escapebut.html' title='November is good at trying to escape...but I have caught it just in time'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-2288056292399403356</id><published>2011-10-14T16:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T16:26:53.914-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my awesome blog readers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kalista'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I entered Kalista into a model search for a Baby Store.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They win based on how many likes HER PICTURE receives on their Facebook page&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I have a favor to ask of all of my followers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Will you PLEASE go &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/#!/photo.php?fbid=188461511229369&amp;amp;set=a.188010271274493.46569.151510348257819&amp;amp;type=3&amp;amp;theater"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; and like their page first, &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(the vote doesn't count unless you're a fan of their page)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and then go to Kali's picture and Like it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would be forever grateful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am hoping to get to 200 likes!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-2288056292399403356?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/2288056292399403356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=2288056292399403356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/2288056292399403356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/2288056292399403356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-entered-kalista-into-model-search-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-1589280610896244650</id><published>2011-10-06T22:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T22:57:53.928-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clarify'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abortion'/><title type='text'>Time for an apology</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's another post, with my poor, very poor writing skills. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I"m gonna try k? haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I'm pregnant, I'm so much more moody than anyone can even fathom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been feeling pretty bad about this for quite some time, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but now I'm going to just suck it up and admit that I was wrong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2011/01/one-thing-i-am-more-passionate-about.html"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; is the post I'm talking about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't take back the way I feel about the subject,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but I do take back the way I went about writing it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I understand that there are good and bad ways to go about things and I know I went about this the wrong way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I could have been more &lt;em&gt;sensitive&lt;/em&gt; to other peoples feelings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But in all honesty, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have the HARDEST time understanding how someone can sit there and think Abortion is okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't get what goes on in their brains and I never will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's the thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I get my point across when I keep my temper under control.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I get angry about something, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can be MEAN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not just rude, downright mean. Not on purpose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just get so frustrated that I say EXACTLY what is on my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes I'm one of those people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't really sugar coat anything. When I feel a certain way, I just say it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That get's 10x worse when I'm pregnant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I understand that it's bad but in all honesty, I would LOVE if people were always completely honest with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;That way, if they didn't like me, I wouldn't have to waste my time. Plus can you imagine that great communication!? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;haha I'm serious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes I just hate it when people don't tell me if I'm bugging them, or if they like something I said, or anything like that. I just would absolutely love it if everyone just always said what was on their mind. BUT. That's not how the world is and everyone wants to think that everyone thinks they're perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Crap. I did it again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;back to why I am making this post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That Abortion post I made was very blunt and not sugar coated at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't sugar coat the way I feel about adoption, so I figured I shouldn't sugar coat anything...cause it's the way I am! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I am writing to say I'm sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm sorry for the Harsh words. I'm sorry for being so blunt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know this is my blog. I know I should be able to say what I want, but I have not been able to get that post off of my mind since I posted it.&amp;nbsp;It's the reason I stopped writing on here so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was because I was so hormonal and pregnant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's not a good excuse, but seriously. I'm mean when I'm pregnant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ask my husband. Bless him for putting up with me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nobody is perfect okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But this is my sincere apology.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm sorry for offending those that I offended.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not saying that I agree with you, but I am saying sorry for the words that I said and the way I went about it. I should not have been so harsh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-1589280610896244650?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/1589280610896244650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=1589280610896244650&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/1589280610896244650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/1589280610896244650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2011/10/time-for-apology.html' title='Time for an apology'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-129669227990099636</id><published>2011-09-03T02:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T02:02:48.523-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoyed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my awesome blog readers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appreciation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clarify'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heartbreaking'/><title type='text'>Eternal Writers Cramp</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was just reading some of my&amp;nbsp;posts from 2009,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I gotta say...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've really lowered my writing standards since then haven't I?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel as though I am not even the same person as I was back then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Which, I'm not...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but can't I still have my&amp;nbsp;same writing techniques?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so &lt;em&gt;BORING &lt;/em&gt;now and I just barely realized it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I apologize to everyone for this mishap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's disappointing to the max.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pretty sure college was helping me sound intelligent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe I should go back...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel like my life has changed so much since then and I've had so much going on,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that I've put my blog on&amp;nbsp;a back&amp;nbsp;burner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So when I DO update,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's more like word vomit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's &lt;em&gt;not pretty&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope that everyone can forgive me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm really not the grumpy girl that's been updating the last year...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've just lost my writing inspiration I guess :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-129669227990099636?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/129669227990099636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=129669227990099636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/129669227990099636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/129669227990099636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2011/09/eternal-writers-cramp.html' title='Eternal Writers Cramp'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-1554299402433437914</id><published>2011-08-19T11:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T11:11:49.424-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the gospel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Temple'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my awesome blog readers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Avery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appreciation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clarify'/><title type='text'>Wish I have parented?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I received a question on my &lt;a href="http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2011/08/understanding-what-adoption-really.html"&gt;last post&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that is a question I have also been asked a lot so I decided to answer it in a post as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The question was:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't help but wonder, now that you are married and a mom do you ever wish you  could have parented Avery since now you have a two parent household for her? In  hindsight, do you regret it or do you (or her adoptive parents) worry she might  wonder why she was adopted and her sibling (through birth/blood) was not?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Short Answer: No.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Long Answer: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For those of you that are also &lt;a href="http://lds.org/?lang=eng"&gt;LDS,&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's probably easier for you to understand this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I will try my best to explain it if you are not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We understand that families can be together forever. The way to do that is to be &lt;a href="http://lds.org/ensign/1998/06/marriage-in-the-lords-way-part-one?lang=eng&amp;amp;query=Sealing+Covenant"&gt;sealed together for time and all eternity&lt;/a&gt; in the Temple. When we are&amp;nbsp;married, instead of parting at&amp;nbsp;death, we are sealed together for Eternity. Even After&amp;nbsp;death. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is something that I&amp;nbsp;have a strong Testimony of. I am so grateful that we can be together forever.&amp;nbsp;I can't imagine thinking that if my Husband or&amp;nbsp;Family Member or&amp;nbsp;Child were to pass away that we wouldn't be a forever&amp;nbsp;family! It is so comforting to know that when a family member passes on, we&amp;nbsp;WILL see them again and we WILL be a family forever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So now let me explain something as far as Avery goes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Avery's&amp;nbsp;Birthfather and I would not have stayed together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our marriage&amp;nbsp;would not have&amp;nbsp;lasted.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We wouldn't have been sealed in the Temple, which means we wouldn't be a forever family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How do you think Avery would feel, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;if she was the only one that was not&amp;nbsp;sealed to her family?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because Tyson and I&amp;nbsp;were Sealed in the Temple when we were married,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kalista was born into the Covenant which means she&amp;nbsp;was born already sealed to us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When Dustin and Andrea adopted Avery, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;they were able to take her to the Temple and be sealed to her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The only way that Avery would have been able to be sealed to us, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;is if her Birthfather allowed Tyson to adopt her and let me tell you right now, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know for a FACT that he would not have allowed that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So that is one Major reason that I still know that Avery is where she is supposed to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not once have I wished I had parented her now that she would be living in a stable environment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another reason is that just because she would still have a two parent home, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;she would still be going to her birthfathers home every weekend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She would still be passed back and forth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I gotta say, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm having&amp;nbsp;a hard time leaving Kali at my parents house over night for mine and Tysons Anniversary...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would DIE having to do it every single weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope this makes sense and that I'm not just rambling,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but marrying Tyson just confirmed to me that Avery is in the right place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is sealed to her parents. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I know that as long as you are sealed to your family,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that everyone is a family in heaven anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're all brothers and sisters. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SO no,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't wish I had parented her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;not for one second. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I love that girl so dang much!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Which is why I don't regret placing her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is better off!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and when I see a post like &lt;a href="http://dustinandrea.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-best-friend.html"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it just confirms my feelings even more :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-1554299402433437914?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-4770059229851714176</id><published>2011-08-15T22:10:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T11:59:48.926-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoyed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Avery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kalista'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clarify'/><title type='text'>Understanding what Adoption REALLY means.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been having numerous conversations,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;with many different people lately about Adoption and what it means once a birthmom signs those papers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After making the difficult decision to place her for Adoption and finding Dustin and Andrea, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I never once referred to Avery as my daughter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not once did I think of her that way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I believe with 100% of my heart that Avery is and always has been Dustin and Andrea's Daughter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She had to take a detour to get to them,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but she is NOT mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing the papers makes it so,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iVBUYxIz_jU/Tkqvi4kzUiI/AAAAAAAABu4/5_GunYUI9CM/s1600/notourdaughter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iVBUYxIz_jU/Tkqvi4kzUiI/AAAAAAAABu4/5_GunYUI9CM/s400/notourdaughter.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even when you look at her, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's so obvious that they are her parents. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If I didn't know any better, I would think that she was biologically born to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She resembles them SO much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nobody in my family thinks of Avery that way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kalista is my first child, My parents first Grandchild and my Siblings first Neice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's not to say that we don't love Avery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We all do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SO MUCH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But it's a different kind of love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Avery and I don't have the mother-daughter bond.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The love I have for her is unlike any love that many people will never experience. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't explain it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But it's different because I know that she is Dustin and Andrea's daughter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She was&amp;nbsp;always meant for them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I guess the meaning for the post is this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A lot of people misinterpret this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A lot of people have made comments to us about how Kali isn't my only daughter, or my parents only Grand-daughter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For those that don't understand this about Adoption,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;they probably don't understand that this is very close to annoying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It kind of frustrates me when I'm talking to someone about Kali and they refer to her as a 'little sister' or when they refer to Avery as my daughter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's not. I have a hard time explaining this because It's hard to make not sound like I don't love Avery. I DO! I absolutely Adore that girl! But I just feel like some people need to understand the way my family and I see this Adoption.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Once I signed those papers, she was no longer my daughter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The papers clearly state that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I willingly did that because I always knew that Avery was going to the right place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-4770059229851714176?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/4770059229851714176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=4770059229851714176&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/4770059229851714176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/4770059229851714176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2011/08/understanding-what-adoption-really.html' title='Understanding what Adoption REALLY means.'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iVBUYxIz_jU/Tkqvi4kzUiI/AAAAAAAABu4/5_GunYUI9CM/s72-c/notourdaughter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-7594138798984191078</id><published>2011-08-15T15:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T15:50:21.323-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appreciation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><title type='text'>FSA Conference</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We Attended the Families Support Adoption Conference this weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was fun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We spent most of the time with Andrea and it's always fun to catch up with her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another awesome suprise was running in to Tysons case worker from when he was in Foster Care!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had a really good long talk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My husband is so amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm always so in Awe at how incredible he has turned out after living the life he's lived.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so lucky :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Unfortunately,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so so bad at this lately, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I didn't take any pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I took a total of ONE and it was this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1135.photobucket.com/albums/m636/andeeleigh05/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_20110812_165642.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="400" src="http://i1135.photobucket.com/albums/m636/andeeleigh05/IMG_20110812_165642.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;An adoptive mother gave me this Binky, because she thought Kali was the little one I placed for adoption.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But you know,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Technically,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I AM her birthmom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was a really good experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I always love those conferences. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I love Andrea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I always feel so lucky after talking to her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't think there is anyone else out there that I would connect with as well as I do with Andrea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I seriously can talk to her about anything.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-7594138798984191078?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/7594138798984191078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=7594138798984191078&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/7594138798984191078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/7594138798984191078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2011/08/fsa-conference.html' title='FSA Conference'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-9019298441683964915</id><published>2011-08-09T14:48:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T14:50:05.601-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the gospel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Avery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appreciation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kalista'/><title type='text'>Kalista's Blessing Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kali's Blessing was Sunday,and Dustin Andrea and Avery came.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They saw our new place for the first time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was so nice&amp;nbsp;seeing them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Avery is getting SOO&amp;nbsp;big!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She loves Kali and is the funniest little girl ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She&amp;nbsp;has the cutest personality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" allownetworking="all" flashvars="file=http%3A%2F%2Fvid1135.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fm636%2Fandeeleigh05%2FVID_20110807_125517.mp4" height="323" src="http://static.photobucket.com/player.swf" style="height: 323px; width: 400px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's so crazy how big Avery is getting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I swear she was just born yesterday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love that girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1135.photobucket.com/albums/m636/andeeleigh05/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_20110807_125505.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="400" src="http://i1135.photobucket.com/albums/m636/andeeleigh05/IMG_20110807_125505.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1135.photobucket.com/albums/m636/andeeleigh05/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_20110807_125501.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="400" src="http://i1135.photobucket.com/albums/m636/andeeleigh05/IMG_20110807_125501.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Two little Angels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-9019298441683964915?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/9019298441683964915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=9019298441683964915&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/9019298441683964915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/9019298441683964915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2011/08/kalistas-blessing-day.html' title='Kalista&apos;s Blessing Day'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-2718566440744911150</id><published>2011-07-16T17:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T17:10:42.493-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my awesome blog readers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>Private no longer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've done it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've made my other blog public.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know why I let the rude people get to me so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't believe I am admitting this to everyone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but pretty sure,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;my Pregnancy hormones had a lot to do with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I talked to Tyson and he told me that he made an excuse about wanting our new blog to be private,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because he was tired of hearing me complain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;haha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SOOO,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;now that I'm back to myself again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here it is:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theotuafifamily.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Family Blog&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-2718566440744911150?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/2718566440744911150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=2718566440744911150&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/2718566440744911150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/2718566440744911150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2011/07/private-no-longer.html' title='Private no longer.'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-5803161328618472540</id><published>2011-06-15T22:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T22:15:44.559-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kalista'/><title type='text'>Contest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm entering a contest and I have to post a picture of her on my blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;except, I can't do it on my private blog because they don't have access to that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and&amp;nbsp;I REALLY want to enter the contest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I have no other choice, but to post it here!&amp;nbsp;haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;plus,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm feeling kinda mean and I think she's dang cute and I want to show her off! :D&amp;nbsp;:S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So until July, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;here's a picture I took of Kali last week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This bow cracks me up because it's SOO huge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's the biggest one she has.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ha&amp;nbsp;I love this picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mqNycQBL50s/TfmAxerRJ3I/AAAAAAAABs4/tUawP3j_RGE/s1600/kalista.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mqNycQBL50s/TfmAxerRJ3I/AAAAAAAABs4/tUawP3j_RGE/s320/kalista.jpg" width="236" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The contest is filled with professional pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;taken with the nice&amp;nbsp;cameras and such.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But we can't currently AFFORD a camera like that,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;plus I'm not very talented in that area nor do I know anything about it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I still wanted to give it a try though!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thepapermama.blogspot.com/2011/06/photo-competition-your-best-shot.html"&gt;&lt;img alt="The Paper Mama" height="120" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2256/5759793802_f808772429_o.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-5803161328618472540?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/5803161328618472540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=5803161328618472540&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/5803161328618472540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/5803161328618472540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2011/06/contest.html' title='Contest'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mqNycQBL50s/TfmAxerRJ3I/AAAAAAAABs4/tUawP3j_RGE/s72-c/kalista.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-2460312391638526216</id><published>2011-05-27T01:56:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T02:00:58.820-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my awesome blog readers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kalista'/><title type='text'>compromise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know a lot of people have been asking me to put pictures of our baby on this blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my husband has a say in it too and has been pretty against it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've agreed with him when hearing his arguement...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but have felt kinda guilty about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SO,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we came to a compromise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ONE picture, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The videos of her and Avery when she came to visit in the hospital :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XVWUQyG6J9M/Td9Y-zbQj6I/AAAAAAAABso/gVfl8VofdUc/s1600/kali.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XVWUQyG6J9M/Td9Y-zbQj6I/AAAAAAAABso/gVfl8VofdUc/s320/kali.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/OkyMd-PZ3dU" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ofSGStP8xS4" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='compromise'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XVWUQyG6J9M/Td9Y-zbQj6I/AAAAAAAABso/gVfl8VofdUc/s72-c/kali.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-5040491247299512757</id><published>2011-05-14T10:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T09:09:30.750-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Surprise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ui_oSI9X19Y/Tc6n8qBgpaI/AAAAAAAABmg/5z7fhV74jo8/s1600/000_7683-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ui_oSI9X19Y/Tc6n8qBgpaI/AAAAAAAABmg/5z7fhV74jo8/s320/000_7683-2.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We have a suprise over on our private blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://theotuafifamily.blogspot.com/"&gt;Check it out!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-5040491247299512757?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ui_oSI9X19Y/Tc6n8qBgpaI/AAAAAAAABmg/5z7fhV74jo8/s72-c/000_7683-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-2566659415903964921</id><published>2011-04-17T18:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T18:41:35.327-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><title type='text'>April 15th</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;April 15th was the 3 year anniversary of when I met Dustin and Andrea!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That is so crazy to me. I can't believe it's been 3 years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Andrea texted me on Friday (April 15th)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and just said that she pretty much can't believe it's been three years and we just talked about how grateful we were for meeting each other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then she said "Avery told me today that she is so happy"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She just randomly said that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Coincedence? I don't think so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I placed Avery for adoption because I wanted that for her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I WANTED her to be happy and have every oppertunity in life possible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That comment she made, makes me SO happy I can't even tell you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She IS happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel like I WAS able to make her happy just like I wanted her to be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It made me a little emotional when Andrea said that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;not that I didn't KNOW if Avery was happy or not, because TRUST me I knew that before. She is one of the happiest little girls I know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But hearing that, means she RECOGNIZES it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I absolutely love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While I was texting her I was driving in the car with Tyson. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have been feeling so blessed lately. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dustin and Andrea are so good to me. They have been amazing with helping me get through this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel almost guilty for how good I feel about all of this and that's what I was telling Tyson. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know quite a few birthmoms and I talk to a lot of them quite a bit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I feel like I am one of the VERY few that&amp;nbsp;aren't...suffering anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think that's a good word for it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I seriously don't even think of Avery as mine anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes I even forget that I actually gave birth to her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everytime I see Her, Dustin and Andrea, it's apparant that they have always belonged together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They fit together SO well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Avery never was mine. She has always been theirs and I don't think of her as mine anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love her SO much and of course that will never change. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I feel like I'm more content with this decision than a lot of other birthmoms that placed around the same time as I did are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know that eventually, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this point comes for most, if not all, birthmoms. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I just feel almost heartless for feeling so content with this so early. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I told Tyson that I felt like there was something wrong with me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He thought that was ridiculous. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He said that he thinks that it has a lot to do with my personality. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He said that because I'm so OCD about things; Like..I have to be organized,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I planned, even before Avery was born how this was all going to play out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since it all went just as I planned, I am content with it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It went the way I wanted it to and Avery is just as happy as I always imagined her to be and she is with her family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I understand that now a little.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe it's because I knew how I wanted it to be before she was even born.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I prepared for it earlier than most and since it turned out like I wanted it to turn out, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm just fine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;of COURSE, I still have days were I miss her,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but I don't feel even CLOSE to how I felt the first year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't have the Mother-Daughter connection with her anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's a different connection and one that not very many people get to have. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I'm just SO grateful for Dustin and Andrea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THEY play a huge part in why I'm so&amp;nbsp;content with everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They were so supportive, and helpful through the hard times I had after she was born,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that I was able to get through it so well and so quickly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they had tried to push me out of their lives in the first year because I was seeing her so much,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am SURE I wouldn't feel the way I do now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Instead, they were SO patient with me while I was slowly able to break that connection and move it to something better and healthier. My heart is filled with so much gratitude for them and this experience. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I couldn't have BEEN more blessed through all of this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love them and I love adoption!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-2566659415903964921?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/2566659415903964921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=2566659415903964921&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/2566659415903964921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/2566659415903964921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2011/04/april-15th.html' title='April 15th'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-4567199593577679435</id><published>2011-03-04T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T17:01:24.321-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Avery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appreciation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><title type='text'>Bad Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WOW, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was planning on updating this blog WAYY more than I have been.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life has been BUSY getting ready for baby and all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last week,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I took a nap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(I've been doing it more frequently lately due to a passing out episode I had a couple weeks ago)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I had a bad dream..about Avery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been a long time since I even had a dream about her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But this was a bad dream. I HATE those so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After waking up from it, ALL I could think about was that dream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I missed her so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know how when you have a bad dream about someone, you feel like you have to see them just to make sure it wasn't true?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that's what this was like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I cried everytime that dumb dream came to my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally I texted Andrea and asked if there was a way I could come visit them for a couple of minutes...so I could put my fears at ease. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She said that I could and she would text me when they got home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;About two hours later, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She called me and asked if I just wanted them to come over to my house because they were already out this way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And they did!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They came here and were here for about an hour or so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am SOO grateful for them. It meant more to me than I can express.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I LOVE open adoption.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It makes things so much better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The SECOND I saw Avery I forgot all about the dream and didn't think about it again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's so wierd how big she is getting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While they were there I observed something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Unless you KNOW Avery is adopted, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you'd never guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She looks a lot like Dustin and Andrea it's so crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They just 'fit' together so well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love seeing that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's SO obvious they were meant for each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's SO obvious that Avery always was and always will be THEIRS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-6OwcpR0i1O0/TXF8QQ7M6gI/AAAAAAAABkk/pIdteYF4Pa4/s1600/avery.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" l6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-6OwcpR0i1O0/TXF8QQ7M6gI/AAAAAAAABkk/pIdteYF4Pa4/s320/avery.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When she was here, she was introduced to all of the animals my parents have...haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bird, Dog and Snake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She kept holding the bird..and then she would get nervous and want me to take him off...and then she'd want him again. It was so funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She even sat by the Snakes cage with her head right next to it, and when my brother took it out, she went to grab it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is definitely very outgoing. NOT SHY at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-4567199593577679435?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/4567199593577679435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=4567199593577679435&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/4567199593577679435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/4567199593577679435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2011/03/bad-dream.html' title='Bad Dream'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-6OwcpR0i1O0/TXF8QQ7M6gI/AAAAAAAABkk/pIdteYF4Pa4/s72-c/avery.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-2931110760107745138</id><published>2011-01-20T21:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T21:31:48.940-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='procrasinating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my awesome blog readers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appreciation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clarify'/><title type='text'>&lt; 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have had a REALLY hard time doing this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every single comment I received on my last post,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;made it harder and harder to just abandon my blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After reading all of the advice,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel like I've put all of them together and made a decision.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before I received the 30+ comments on&amp;nbsp;my last post&amp;nbsp;and on formspring,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was going to just completely move this blog to private and not allow any access...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;then once we had the blog published,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would delete it completely. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;now I feel like I'm being selfish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It means a LOT to me that so many people have benefited from this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and to be honest, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't realize it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since I still feel like it would be best for my family to have a private, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;less controversial blog, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have already created&amp;nbsp;a new one&amp;nbsp;and began making my personal posts there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I don't think I'll delete this blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At least for now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HOWEVER,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am going to moderate ALL of the comments I receive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will NOT publish the hurtful, mean comments. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I won't even finish reading them if I feel that they are moving to negativity towards who I am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I CAN'T deal with those kinds of people anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this blog will be about Adoption.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I probably won't post very much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The only times I will is whenever I do something pertaining to adoption,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AKA speaking at high schools, on panels, attending an&amp;nbsp;adoption related event,&amp;nbsp;etc..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you want to access my private blog,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;comment on this post/send me and email with your blogger email address.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can only have 100 readers on that blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am HOPING I can keep it private. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not sure how it will work so that my entire family can read it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but I do NOT want negative comments on it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We'll see how it works :S &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But again, that blog will just be about my family and our lives. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will post on there a BUNCH! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This one, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;will not have as much activity.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I feel too guilty deleting it completly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Especially if there are still other people out there that can benefit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I honestly LOVE all of my readers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't explain how helpful and sweet you all are to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't wanna just abandon you!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm hoping this works. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If not,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm going to have to completely quit posting to this blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I will only keep it up until I have it published.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am grateful for all of the comments and advice&amp;nbsp;received from my last post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It really has helped me decide...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;plus it's alot less painful for me to do it this way. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't like my last decision and was having a REALLY hard time with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to completely delete it.&lt;br /&gt;At least for now.&lt;br /&gt;But if you want to read my personal blog,&lt;br /&gt;comment/email me with your blogger email address &lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt; 3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-2931110760107745138?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/2931110760107745138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=2931110760107745138&amp;isPopup=true' title='42 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/2931110760107745138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/2931110760107745138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2011/01/3.html' title='&lt; 3'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>42</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-4536568358069814777</id><published>2011-01-15T21:48:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T21:57:49.322-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoyed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my awesome blog readers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appreciation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clarify'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heartbreaking'/><title type='text'>I think I've made the decision...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm 99.9% sure I'm going to delete this blog...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and create a private one for my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will make that final decision by the end of next week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think I'm done dealing with all of the negativity that comes with&amp;nbsp;blogging Publicly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I first created this blog,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it was SOO helpful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A lot of healing took place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A&amp;nbsp;lot of growing and learning did as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I've noticed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;as time has gone on, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's turned in to something that I don't really care for. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Something that I don't want to be involved with anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't like feeling attacked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't like feeling the way I feel when I decide to "blog stalk", &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and discover things in this world that are so evil I get physically ill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THEN,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when standing up for my beliefs,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;beliefs of mine that are SOOO obvious...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm criticized for THAT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A blog is supposed to be like a journal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's supposed to be something I can write my thoughts and feelings on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's what I made it for in the first place...and it's no longer that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm tired of feeling like I have to constantly stand up for things that seem so obviously right...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but for some reason, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;aren't to other people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't live of this world anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can only live my life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;with my family,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;knowing &lt;/em&gt;what I know to be true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am just so focused on what really matters in my life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;which is my family and what is best for them,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;specifically my sweet daughter that will be entering this harsh world soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't continue to take part in that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As I write this blog,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think that I've already made my decision.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's just getting myself to do it that is difficult.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This blog has been my life for&amp;nbsp;two years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Almost exactly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's going to be really hard to just delete it all and create my own private one.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I think I've come to the conclusion that it is what's best for my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really appreciate the people that&amp;nbsp;support me.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really love the people I've met&amp;nbsp;through blogging&amp;nbsp;and I wouldn't change it&amp;nbsp;for the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But it's what's best for me and my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So it will be deleted by next week.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is really hard to do and is not an easy decision.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I believe it is the right one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;Promoting adoption?&lt;br /&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;that's being done just wonderfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need a blog to do that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-4536568358069814777?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/4536568358069814777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=4536568358069814777&amp;isPopup=true' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/4536568358069814777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/4536568358069814777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-think-ive-made-decision.html' title='I think I&apos;ve made the decision...'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-4597594513992182703</id><published>2011-01-14T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T17:58:21.613-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stressed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appreciation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kalista'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>20 weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HALF WAY!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TTDs8P-M27I/AAAAAAAABek/jYC7t7U3bC4/s1600/SDC11133.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TTDs8P-M27I/AAAAAAAABek/jYC7t7U3bC4/s320/SDC11133.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that's crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel like it's taken forever,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but at the same time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thinking that I only have that same amount of time to go...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;seems like it's come really fast!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We&amp;nbsp;are all ready to meet&amp;nbsp;our little girl,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but then again...we are SOOOO not ready!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We still need to get into our house,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;set up the nursery,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and finish buying all of the stuff we need for her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Good thing we still have 20 weeks right??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Slowly but surely things are moving along with this house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Once we get in,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel like we are going to have to hit the ground running to prepare for her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I gotta say,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't think I stress more in my life than I do when I'm pregnant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe it's just the hormones...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but seriously. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel like everything is like...WAY worse than it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm hoping that is normal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Aunt MJ told me that fish oil pills or whatever those are...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;are supposed to help calm you down a little.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm going out with her on Monday and she's going to bring me some.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm hoping those work!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I seriously feel so stressed out ALL OF THE TIME!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's starting to really make me forget about everything that is working out RIGHT...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because I'm focusing so much on all of the negative. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hate it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But at least I'm recognizing it right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;....I think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Things are going really well for us actually...it's just a lot at once!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-4597594513992182703?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/4597594513992182703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=4597594513992182703&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/4597594513992182703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/4597594513992182703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2011/01/20-weeks.html' title='20 weeks'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TTDs8P-M27I/AAAAAAAABek/jYC7t7U3bC4/s72-c/SDC11133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-8730563012169500382</id><published>2011-01-11T10:21:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T10:30:33.790-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clarify'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heartbreaking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abortion'/><title type='text'>The one thing I am more passionate about than Adoption...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The incredible &lt;a href="http://stefaniejinelle.blogspot.com/2011/01/abortion-and-adoption.html#comment-form"&gt;Stefanie made a post yesterday&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I gotta say it hit home for me more than ANY other post I've ever read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you want me to lose complete respect for you in less than 10 seconds,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;just say these four word to me:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I've had an Abortion"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I in no way see my losing respect for you as judgemental.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WHY?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because if you have had an abortion,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it seems quite obvious that I care more about that Child you've killed more than you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Which is quite sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't imagine someone loving &lt;strong&gt;my&lt;/strong&gt; child more than me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Abortion is the one thing that I can honestly say I am more passionate about than Adoption.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Adoption is the BEST option!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love it SOO MUCH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I would never ever say that someone was wrong, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;or being selfish if they chose to single parent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That is there decision and that is them doing what they think is best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and it very well could be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But Abortion??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There is NOTHING anyone can say that will make me think that is a good option to choose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is NOT best for that child they are carrying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That Child isn't even being born!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Instead they are bruttally murduring it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yeah,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I gotta say,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know anyone that wants to be murdered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;has anyone walked up to you and said &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I wish someone would murder me today."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or better yet,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;has anyone ever said &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I wish my mom had just had an abortion when she was pregnant with me."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yeah,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;didn't think so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before I go on,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would like to admit that my writing skills have hit the toilet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know why but I can't seem to write what's on my mind as well as I used to...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll call it pregnancy related. ha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because of this,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've decided that I'm just going to show this video.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am SO passionate about this that the best way for me to state my feeling is by showing this chilling&amp;nbsp;video.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I watched it when I was pregnant with Avery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;cried all day after watching it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I couldn't believe that someone would do&amp;nbsp;this&amp;nbsp;to a child.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am&amp;nbsp;pregnant again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I gotta tell you now that I can't watch it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have a child inside of me&amp;nbsp;right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is moving as we speak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is playing around in my belly&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;getting bigger every day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It kills me to&amp;nbsp;even entertain the thought that this&amp;nbsp;happens to other baby's like her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;am getting emotional just typing it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It kills me to think that when I was&amp;nbsp;pregnant with&amp;nbsp;Avery,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;people&amp;nbsp;chose this&amp;nbsp;option over Adoption.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't&amp;nbsp;imagine EVER doing this to&amp;nbsp;Avery,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to my CHILD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To something&amp;nbsp;that is COMPLETELY depending on me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and this is how you show them&amp;nbsp;that you care?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;The video is long, but it's facts. WATCH IT if you don't believe abortion is murder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cjNo_0cW-ek?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cjNo_0cW-ek?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After watching this,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you tell me if it's still just TISSUE that you're getting rid of. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/8730563012169500382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2011/01/one-thing-i-am-more-passionate-about.html' title='The one thing I am more passionate about than Adoption...'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TSyQlaw2jII/AAAAAAAABeg/IxBK-OIe4Fg/s72-c/abortion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-2700146850009529355</id><published>2011-01-08T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T18:21:00.771-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kalista'/><title type='text'>19 Week Ultrasound</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm 19 weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(almost half way!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had our 19 week Ultrasound on Thursday and things look great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kali hates Ultrasounds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's turned her back towards us in both of them, little stink!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nonetheless, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the Ultrasound tech got what she needed and Kali is completely healthy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and &lt;em&gt;yes &lt;/em&gt;it's still a girl! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TSkMhBMtqiI/AAAAAAAABeY/oNxCaLI7x0M/s1600/BABY_3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TSkMhBMtqiI/AAAAAAAABeY/oNxCaLI7x0M/s320/BABY_3.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TSkMkVpHUxI/AAAAAAAABec/T50b-OM22LE/s1600/BABY_8.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TSkMkVpHUxI/AAAAAAAABec/T50b-OM22LE/s320/BABY_8.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With my dang belly getting so freaking big,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you'd think that Tyson would have been able to not only &lt;em&gt;feel &lt;/em&gt;her kick, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but SEE her as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my uterus just likes to grow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;However,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kali is growing and I'm feeling her more and more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and YESTERDAY,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tyson &lt;em&gt;finally &lt;/em&gt;felt her kick!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were waiting to be seated at Chilis, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and were sitting in the front,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and all of the sudden she started moving around a whole bunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I put Tysons hand on my Belly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and he finally felt her! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was so glad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:):)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that night,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was taking a bath and she started kicking a whole bunch again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I actually saw my belly move. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was so excited. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But it only moved the skin once so Tyson hasn't seen THAT yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I felt her move more than I ever had before yesterday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and today I've been feeling her a lot more...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;which means she's growing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;which means it's getting closer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In other news,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got my hair done on Thursday too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I changed it a lot...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;more than I have in years! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's closer to my natural color.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I little darker, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but this way I decided that if I'm unable to go get it done again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(because we are trying to get a house...which we'll know for SURE if we are approved in less than 60 days)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then it won't be obvious or look bad when my roots come in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've had a hard time getting used to it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but most every else seems to like it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;especially Tyson. and he's really the only person I care about liking it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TSkL_MoOQSI/AAAAAAAABeQ/weJZ5c1-gRA/s1600/SDC11129.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TSkL_MoOQSI/AAAAAAAABeQ/weJZ5c1-gRA/s320/SDC11129.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TSkMFcobzUI/AAAAAAAABeU/0mxHpVcmV0w/s1600/SDC11128.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TSkMFcobzUI/AAAAAAAABeU/0mxHpVcmV0w/s320/SDC11128.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;19 weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-2700146850009529355?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TSkMhBMtqiI/AAAAAAAABeY/oNxCaLI7x0M/s72-c/BABY_3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-5767603201583169439</id><published>2011-01-02T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T19:31:15.500-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Avery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appreciation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><title type='text'>Christmas 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know I'm a little late doing this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been REALLY sick, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;as well as my whole family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tyson ended up taking me to the instacare on Thursday night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were there for 4 long hours &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because not only did they put me on a Saline IV,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;they gave me TWO bags.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apparantly I was dehydrated!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It made me feel way better than I had all day that day, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but turns out, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have Strep Throat + the Flu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not fun considering I'm not over morning sickness yet either. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After the Dr told me he was sure that was what was wrong,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My mom called me the next day saying that my little brother&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(who had strep throat a couple of day before,) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;was just diagnosed with the Flu as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My voice has been gone since Friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;cannot &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;miss anymore work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've missed enough with this morning sickness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am not going to have ANY time left to take off for Maternity leave!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;enough of that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas was really fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went to my familys annual Chrismas eve party&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and ate lots of food and had a lot of fun there as usual. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My aunt gave us a REALLY comfortable blanket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After that we went home,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;opened our Pj's and sibling presents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tyson got a shirt from my little sister&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got a gift card for Maternity clothes from my BIL Blake!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kali is already getting Christmas presents too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My mom got her an adorable bracelet and a matching binky holder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and my dad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;got her a UofU hat &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(of course! haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On Christmas morning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We opened presents with my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got maternity clothes from Tyson &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my parents gave us a Wii!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Afterwards, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we went and visited Dustin Andrea and Avery. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was the CRAZIEST thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know it hasn't been that long since we've seen Avery,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;like less than two months,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but I swear she got a TON bigger all of the sudden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When we knocked on the door we heard little feet running to answer it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and When she opened the door, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it was like she had grown two inches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's talking like a champ too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's so wierd!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She talks to you in full on sentences. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From what I could tell,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;she can pretty 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extended family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I knew I married into the right family when they pulled out the games.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;if you know me at all, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;you know I'm a HUGE fan of playing games. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We were spoiled by his family too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;His great grandma gave us candles and $$,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;his Grandma and Grandpa gave us a gift card to the movies and $$ as well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and his parents gave us a Chili's gift card.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;MMMMmmm!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We love our families&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They spoiled us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was so fun &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and even though we received so many generous gifts,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;we truly felt the true meaning of Christmas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: 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href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-2010.html' title='Christmas 2010'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-1002415432327699117</id><published>2010-12-29T21:57:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T18:24:22.538-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appreciation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kalista'/><title type='text'>18 week Dr Appointment and the Best husband ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had my 18 week appointment yesterday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I have my 20 week Ultrasound next week &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(I'll be almost 20 weeks by then)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everything looked good and good news,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my heartburn has lessened quite a bit&amp;nbsp;within the last month!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was pretty bad, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but now it's pretty bearable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kali&amp;nbsp;was hiding from the Dr when he tried to find her heartbeat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It took a bit to find it and I'm not gonna lie, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I panicked just a bit when that happened. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But that's pretty normal. Especially for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I seriously worry about EVERYTHING. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It really is such a miracle that my little girl is growing in my belly...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it doesn't feel possible so I constantly worry that something is going to happen to her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(It's apparant that it doesn't get better with each pregnancy. haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;things went well with that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when I got home, I began feeling incredibely sick. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My little brother just tested positive for strep throat...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so I'm thinking it could be that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have a sore throat and everything,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but I also have a headache, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nausea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and extreme congestion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm sure the Nausea is pregnancy related, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I've had headaches before,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;but NOT like this!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the point is I was feeling sick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(and it's only gotten worse today)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got home around 4:30,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and Tyson got home at about 5:30.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When he got home,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he seriously waited on me more than ever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not only had he been working hard at work all day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but then he comes home, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;makes me a grilled cheese sandwich and soup&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tickles my back,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;gives my Tylenol,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;prepares a bath for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and makes sure I have everything I need. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when I remember that I made plans with &lt;a href="http://kearabrady.blogspot.com/"&gt;Keara&lt;/a&gt; to play games with her and some other friends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he drops what he's doing to relax, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and says we should go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he tells me I look beautiful, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(When I have wet hair flailing everywhere, no make up on and I'm in ugly pj's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;It's obvious that's not the case! haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He tells me not to change,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and we go play games until we decide we need to go home to go to bed so we won't be tired for work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THAT was only yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he worked way late, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;in the freezing cold, on the roof of a store, in a blizzard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He calls me when he's driving home and knows i'm sick so he picks up some dinner, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;brings it to me in bed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;makes sure I have everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just like he did yesterday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I absolutely LOVE him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I definitely don't deserve someone so incredible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's gonna be an incredible Dad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love you Tyson!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll post another pregnancy picture next time :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-1002415432327699117?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/1002415432327699117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=1002415432327699117&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/1002415432327699117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/1002415432327699117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2010/12/18-week-dr-appointment-and-best-husband.html' title='18 week Dr Appointment and the Best husband ever'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-7903171149606657725</id><published>2010-12-24T11:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T18:25:25.221-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kalista'/><title type='text'>Just in time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Turns out, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the WiFi on my computer decided to break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fixing it was cheaper than we thought though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It just took a bit to figure that out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and we did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just in time for Christmas :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not much has been going on with the pregnancy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everything it pretty much the same. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our next Dr Appointment is next week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For now, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we are going to enjoy the Holidays this weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll update more afterwards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-7903171149606657725?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/7903171149606657725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=7903171149606657725&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/7903171149606657725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/7903171149606657725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2010/12/just-in-time.html' title='Just in time'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-7627387345975492204</id><published>2010-12-15T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T15:43:50.643-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoyed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Broken</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So my goal has been to get better at blogging.&lt;br /&gt;I've been HORRIBLE at posting since I got married.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Unfortunately,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my computer decided it didn't want to connect to the internet as of two days ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am going to have to postpone blogging at least two or three times a week even MORE&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;until we miraculously figure out how get a new computer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;as a word of advice,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;don't EVER get HP,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;or even more don't ever get a Windows Vista.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THEY ARE HORRIBLE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I called them yesterday to see if they could help me figure out the problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They said in order to help,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;they were going to charge me $170.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's customer service!?!?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SHEESH!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;haha. So yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enjoy the Holidays everyone!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hope I can update sooner than later! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This will be our only Christmas with just the two of us in the family :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-7627387345975492204?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/7627387345975492204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=7627387345975492204&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/7627387345975492204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/7627387345975492204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2010/12/broken.html' title='Broken'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-6573857543312054147</id><published>2010-12-10T22:27:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T18:25:52.781-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appreciation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kalista'/><title type='text'>It's a...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TQMQs-Qg0qI/AAAAAAAABeE/QGay7qYtc2M/s1600/december+2010+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TQMQs-Qg0qI/AAAAAAAABeE/QGay7qYtc2M/s320/december+2010+003.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;15 weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;I really don't look forward to what I'm going to look like at 40 weeks!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SOO,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We found out what we are having today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;According to the poll on this blog,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the # of votes for a boy won with flying colors!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;72% voted BOY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;27% voted GIRL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I myself predicted boy as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got to Fetal Foto's a 6:30&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and when they brought us into the room, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I felt like I was going to throw up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was SO nervous and SO excited all at once.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tyson and I had gone out to get Mexican food right before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hoped that eating spicy food would make sure the baby wasn't shy enough to hide their Gender!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not sure if that was the reason or not,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but once she put the Ultrasound recorder on my Belly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the first thing the baby showed us was&amp;nbsp;its cute little booty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Something about seeing&amp;nbsp;our baby for the first time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;on the screen,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;caused me to want to cry of amazement. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Ultrasound tech moved the camera around just a bit and there it was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The result of our babys Gender.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are having a.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;GIRL!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When this result was made known to me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I immediately started bawling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I couldn't BELIEVE IT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I still am having a hard time coming to terms with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are having a girl!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was SO convinced that it was a boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She was up on that screen posing for a few minutes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but kept turning her body so we could only see the back of her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She started getting a little shy :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We already had her name picked out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our little girl is going to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kalista Jean&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We'll call her Kali for short.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Kali Jean&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't even begin to express my excitement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tyson can't stop smiling and we are just the happiest people on the planet right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After seeing our sweet baby,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we are actually realizing that we are &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAVING A BABY!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm already so in love with her and can't wait to cuddle her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-6573857543312054147?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/6573857543312054147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=6573857543312054147&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/6573857543312054147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/6573857543312054147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2010/12/its.html' title='It&apos;s a...'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TQMQs-Qg0qI/AAAAAAAABeE/QGay7qYtc2M/s72-c/december+2010+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-8948224249860697609</id><published>2010-12-05T11:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T11:08:09.756-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the gospel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Temple'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appreciation'/><title type='text'>When the time is right...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have a really good friend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We met through blogging. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel like we've become pretty good friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;especially since we both got married about a month apart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm sure most of you know her or at least her blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've mentioned it before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://stefaniejinelle.blogspot.com/"&gt;Stefanie&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday she made &lt;a href="http://stefaniejinelle.blogspot.com/2010/12/hungry.html"&gt;a post&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;that really affected me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Please read it before continuing to read this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can honestly say I never experienced this desire so strongly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Granted,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;after Avery was born, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I couldn't &lt;em&gt;wait &lt;/em&gt;for the day that I could get married and have Children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I think after I got my job at the hospital,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that feeling was greatly 'watered down'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was still there, just not as strongly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think mostly because when I felt like I wanted a baby,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would just go cuddle one of the babies in the nursery and get my fix for the day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(I hope that doesn't sound wrong or offensive. I don't know how to explain it any other way. I pretty much just needed to at least&amp;nbsp;cuddle a tiny body in my arms, feed them or change their diaper. After that the intense&amp;nbsp;urge/pain&amp;nbsp;simmered)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This wasn't because I remembered how hard it would be, but because I was able to do just a small amount of what a mother does. Which is what I so badly wanted/want to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I did feel this pain to a degree, but I never experienced being married and wanting a baby SO BADLY, but knowing it wasn't the right time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I haven't told very many people what I'm about to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have told very very few, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but after Stefanie's post, I've decided that I want to share it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is why I KNOW that even though it has happened very quickly, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know that this baby is supposed to come right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I KNOW that this pregnancy was no "accident". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A couple of weeks after getting married, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tyson and I went to the temple. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went because we wanted to specifically pray about a concern of ours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We weren't sure what to do as far as housing and most importantly, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;his job. I'll leave it at that. It was just something we were stressing about immensely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While sitting in Celestial room,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we both started praying, pondering and asking about this issue we had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;About five minutes later,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just couldn't figure out why, no matter what, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I could only think about one thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Starting a family.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thought that maybe, it was just because it's me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(and everyone knows how I feel about wanting to be a mother.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SO, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I leaned over to Tyson and whispered &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"What do you think?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After sitting there for a few seconds, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;her turned to me and whispered &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I don't think we should wait until we're 'ready' to have kids."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;keep in mind,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that this was the FARTHEST thing from our minds when we entered the Temple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was suprised by his answer because it was EXACTLY what was going through my mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the drive home,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;our conversation consisted of one thing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Starting a family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My concern kept turning to what other people would think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, I know. That shouldn't matter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I worried that we would be seen as irresponsible, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;or that people would think I talked Tyson into it because I wanted to "replace" Avery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It sounds ridiculous,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but sure enough, some have already&amp;nbsp;said this to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I would say this to Tyson, he would say what is so obvious&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"who cares?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He was right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's our decision. WE are the only two people that can receive an answer for our family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When we were almost home,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we decided that yes, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we shouldn't stress so much about birth control or anything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Two weeks later, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I found out I was pregnant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I STRONGLY believe that the Lord was preparing us for this moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He was telling us that our family needed to start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This child needs to come now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know that because of that experience in the Temple,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was prepared to see the positive pregnancy test.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That experience helped me to know that we will be able to provide for this baby now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It helped calm my nerves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That doesn't mean that I never stress, it just means that I know the Lord will provide a way for us to have what we need to raise this baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stefanie, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;although I know that you're aching so immensely to have a baby, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;just know that the Lord will tell you when the time is right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and when the time finally IS, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you will be so happy you waited until you were an eternal family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just know it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I cannot wait for that day to come for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-8948224249860697609?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/8948224249860697609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=8948224249860697609&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/8948224249860697609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/8948224249860697609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2010/12/guilty.html' title='When the time is right...'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-9057536318682411170</id><published>2010-12-02T23:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T14:43:08.126-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awesome'/><title type='text'>14 Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TPiN0RjrL5I/AAAAAAAABeA/UTtJXJwEZ6U/s1600/babyweddingus+059.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TPiN0RjrL5I/AAAAAAAABeA/UTtJXJwEZ6U/s320/babyweddingus+059.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;I'm hoping it's just my computer because it has a wide screen...but I&amp;nbsp;AM aware that&amp;nbsp;my belly looks way to big for only being 14 weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;or maybe it's the shirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;I'll keep making excuses to feel better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I had my Dr Appointment today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I gained 1 pound!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(haha yeah I was suprised it was only that much as well)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My feeling that this baby is incredibly active&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;was most likely presumed correct.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When the Dr was getting ready to listen to the heartbeat,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I told him that I've already been feeling the baby kick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Just little flutters every now and then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Dr seemed suprised,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and I could tell he was thinking "that's just gas"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(ha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But after setting the doppler on my belly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;the baby started kicking the thing like crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I think he believed me after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Since I work there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I listen to the heartbeat when I'm working.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and the last few times I've tried to hear it, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;the baby would kick the doppler&amp;nbsp;and move.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So I wouldn't be able to listen to it for very long cause the baby would move out of the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I've decided,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;whatever the gender&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(even though I'm pretty set on what I think it's going ot be)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This baby is going to have Tysons characteristics as far as energy goes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;If any of you know him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;you'd know exactly what I'm talking about!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Things are going well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love seeing Tysons face when he hears the heartbeat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;8 more days until we find out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;BLUE OR PINK!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-9057536318682411170?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/9057536318682411170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=9057536318682411170&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/9057536318682411170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/9057536318682411170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2010/12/14-weeks.html' title='14 Weeks'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TPiN0RjrL5I/AAAAAAAABeA/UTtJXJwEZ6U/s72-c/babyweddingus+059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-1031983501497728174</id><published>2010-11-27T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T09:00:04.683-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='losing weight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Baby Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I received a question on Formspring asking me why I don't update about my pregnancy on my blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wasn't going to for several reasons, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but after a lot of thought, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've decided that this is my blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's like my journal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know I will want to tell my baby about the experience. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I'm going to start doing so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I&amp;nbsp;have a bit to catch up on!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know it's still November, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but as of now, I don't have any other "Hoping to Adopt" requests so I figured I should probably start keeping this pregnancy up to date! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since a couple of days before finding out I was pregnant, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been sick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gotten worse as time goes on which is completely normal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm told that being REALLY sick like this, means the baby is healthy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So that's helping me a bit.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It wasn't like this with Avery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Granted I was sick, but nothing like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have been so sick, that I've lost weight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I lost 5 pounds at my 10 week appointment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Dr. Said that if I lose anymore, he's going to put me on an IV. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would really prefer to NOT be on an IV, so I've been desperately trying to gain weight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(first time in my life I've had to do that! ha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not sure if it's working. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I throw up a lot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I threw up blood a couple of days ago&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because my Esophagus is SOOO raw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just started taking medicine for that so I'm hoping that gets better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We find out on December 10th what the baby is! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As you may or may not have noticed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There is a poll on the right side of my blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;VOTE!&lt;br /&gt;I want to see what the results are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The poll ends the day we find out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're so excited!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm now 13 weeks and counting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've already starting feeling the baby kick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just little flutters every once in a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't WAIT until it's hard enough to nudge the skin!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't wait until Tyson can feel it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My next Dr appointment is December 2nd,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so pray that I have at least not LOST more weight!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-1031983501497728174?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/1031983501497728174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=1031983501497728174&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/1031983501497728174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/1031983501497728174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2010/11/baby-update.html' title='Baby Update'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-3814113893485046264</id><published>2010-11-24T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T11:28:47.850-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hoping to Adopt'/><title type='text'>Hoping to Adopt: Jared and Mary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jared and Mary were set up on a blind date by a mutual friend and have been married for ten years. They have been foster parents to four children and were blessed to adopt their daughter three years ago thanks to a birthmother's love. They are hoping to add more children to their family through another adoption miracle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TO1YuC2mMhI/AAAAAAAABdw/xwTxQXHS0rQ/s1600/aparents.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TO1YuC2mMhI/AAAAAAAABdw/xwTxQXHS0rQ/s320/aparents.JPG" width="286" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mary is a full-time stay at home mom and would like to go back to school for a Master's Degree in Social Work or Marriage and Family Therapy after her children are raised.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jared works as an investigator for a government agency and enjoys spendng his free time with his family camping, traveling, and watching movies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To learn more about their family see their adoption profile &lt;a href="http://www.parentprofiles.com/profiles/db23357.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-3814113893485046264?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/3814113893485046264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=3814113893485046264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/3814113893485046264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/3814113893485046264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2010/11/hoping-to-adopt-jared-and-mary.html' title='Hoping to Adopt: Jared and Mary'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TO1YuC2mMhI/AAAAAAAABdw/xwTxQXHS0rQ/s72-c/aparents.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-7199910818199853642</id><published>2010-11-20T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T11:11:33.203-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hoping to Adopt'/><title type='text'>Hoping to Adopt: The Bias Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TOgNhLxdi4I/AAAAAAAABds/M9pEc3ntluI/s1600/afam1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TOgNhLxdi4I/AAAAAAAABds/M9pEc3ntluI/s320/afam1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Shawn and Alicia are high school sweethearts!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They've been together for 12 years (married for 9).&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Alicia is a stay-at-home mom and a photographer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Shawn is a police officer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TOgNX82ozeI/AAAAAAAABdo/kcKykog9xsc/s1600/afam2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TOgNX82ozeI/AAAAAAAABdo/kcKykog9xsc/s320/afam2.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They have two adorable little boys, Blake (7) and Cole (6). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TOgNJLKq08I/AAAAAAAABdk/RkQwywo52Rw/s1600/afam3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TOgNJLKq08I/AAAAAAAABdk/RkQwywo52Rw/s320/afam3.jpg" width="283" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They live in Utah, but are California natives so they love taking trips to Disneyland and the beach when they can.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Blake and Cole are so excited at the idea of bringing home a new little one into their family. They will be AMAZING older brothers and have been waiting for a long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TOgNDhbLfCI/AAAAAAAABdg/1h0sKdagCgE/s1600/afamily.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TOgNDhbLfCI/AAAAAAAABdg/1h0sKdagCgE/s320/afamily.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;To learn more about this incredible family,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;you can visit their blog by clicking &lt;a href="http://www.aliciabias.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You can also visit their Adoption segment on facebook by clicking &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/?!/pages/We-Just-Havent-Met-You-Yet-Helping-Shawn-and-Alicia-Find-Their-Baby/104272826303132?ref=sgm#!/pages/We-Just-Havent-Met-You-Yet-Helping-Shawn-and-Alicia-Find-Their-Baby/104272826303132"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;If you or someone you know are hoping to adopt,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;email me at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:andeeleigh05@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;andeeleigh05@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Send me some info about you with pictures,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;and I will spotlight you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-7199910818199853642?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/7199910818199853642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=7199910818199853642&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/7199910818199853642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/7199910818199853642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2010/11/hoping-to-adopt-bias-family.html' title='Hoping to Adopt: The Bias Family'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TOgNhLxdi4I/AAAAAAAABds/M9pEc3ntluI/s72-c/afam1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-3082196544511912173</id><published>2010-11-17T09:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T09:43:07.391-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hoping to Adopt'/><title type='text'>Hoping to Adopt: Patrick and Nicole</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(I apologize for the amount of time it took to make this post! My computers charger broke so I had to wait for the new one to come in the mail!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TOQDspYnGBI/AAAAAAAABdY/3AlJeaLGs2U/s1600/afam1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TOQDspYnGBI/AAAAAAAABdY/3AlJeaLGs2U/s320/afam1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Patrick and Nicole have been married for nine years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They were, and still are, high school sweethearts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Some of&amp;nbsp;their biggest challenges have come with the heartbreak of infertility and longing to have their family grow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TOQDqwbvsxI/AAAAAAAABdU/d5u_rx3puwE/s1600/afam.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TOQDqwbvsxI/AAAAAAAABdU/d5u_rx3puwE/s320/afam.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In September 2007 theye found, and hope to continue to find, the answer to&amp;nbsp;their prayers through adoption.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Eli was placed into their lives and they witnessed and felt the Gift of pure love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TOQDuUvK3PI/AAAAAAAABdc/Y-8moEMLH30/s1600/afam2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TOQDuUvK3PI/AAAAAAAABdc/Y-8moEMLH30/s320/afam2.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;To read more about Patrick and Nicole, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;you can visit their Adoption blog by clicking &lt;a href="http://familyhopingtogrow.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;or You can view their adoption profile by clicking &lt;a href="https://www.itsaboutlove.org/ial/profiles/22243201/ourMessage.jsf"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;If you or someone you know are hoping to adopt,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;email me at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:andeeleigh05@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;andeeleigh05@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Send me some info about you with pictures,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;and I will spotlight you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-3082196544511912173?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/3082196544511912173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=3082196544511912173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/3082196544511912173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/3082196544511912173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2010/11/hoping-to-adopt-patrick-and-nicole.html' title='Hoping to Adopt: Patrick and Nicole'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TOQDspYnGBI/AAAAAAAABdY/3AlJeaLGs2U/s72-c/afam1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-8217887206054391438</id><published>2010-11-12T09:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T09:45:39.984-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hoping to Adopt'/><title type='text'>Hoping to Adopt: Sandra and Ben</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TN1tL5CtX-I/AAAAAAAABa0/WM-8W8jPijY/s1600/afam.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TN1tL5CtX-I/AAAAAAAABa0/WM-8W8jPijY/s320/afam.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ben and Sandra have been married&amp;nbsp;for 5&amp;nbsp;years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ben has been working for insight for 6 years now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and Sandra is a Stay at home mom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TN1tQGFiKyI/AAAAAAAABa4/sac3frkyi3Q/s1600/afam1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TN1tQGFiKyI/AAAAAAAABa4/sac3frkyi3Q/s320/afam1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Autumn is 4, but will be 5 in September.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She is their little wannabe popstar, always singing and putting on Concerts for them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Benjamin is a 3 year old who thinks he's a superhero, and changes everyday which one he is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TN1tVo8xkQI/AAAAAAAABa8/U15HNFW6PzA/s1600/afam2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TN1tVo8xkQI/AAAAAAAABa8/U15HNFW6PzA/s320/afam2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This cute family is looking for another addition to their family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They are unable to have anymore kids and would love to have more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;you can read more about them on their blog &lt;a href="http://sbaredfearn.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;or you can find them on facebook &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?ref=home#!/profile.php?id=1129507479"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;If you or someone you know are hoping to adopt,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;email me at &lt;a href="mailto:andeeleigh05@hotmail.com"&gt;andeeleigh05@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Send me some info about you with pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;and I will spotlight you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-8217887206054391438?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/8217887206054391438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=8217887206054391438&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/8217887206054391438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/8217887206054391438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2010/11/hoping-to-adopt-sandra-and-ben.html' title='Hoping to Adopt: Sandra and Ben'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TN1tL5CtX-I/AAAAAAAABa0/WM-8W8jPijY/s72-c/afam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-2432632072233198829</id><published>2010-11-09T14:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T14:41:41.416-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hoping to Adopt'/><title type='text'>Hoping to Adopt: Tyler and Kenia Ann</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TNm54IgN2wI/AAAAAAAABao/VJeUJg1YC7k/s1600/afam.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TNm54IgN2wI/AAAAAAAABao/VJeUJg1YC7k/s320/afam.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This Adorable couple has been married for 6 years!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TNm58EPNv5I/AAAAAAAABas/fYEAMZh-jW8/s1600/afam1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TNm58EPNv5I/AAAAAAAABas/fYEAMZh-jW8/s320/afam1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They're still so very much in love that&amp;nbsp;their families tease&amp;nbsp;them that&amp;nbsp;they are still newlyweds! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TNm6ACu_lPI/AAAAAAAABaw/sS2xV2FgFAM/s1600/afam2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TNm6ACu_lPI/AAAAAAAABaw/sS2xV2FgFAM/s320/afam2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They&amp;nbsp;love being together and have so much fun.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;They are so excited to add a little one to&amp;nbsp;their lives and their home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They are currently working on setting up&amp;nbsp;their own&amp;nbsp;Adoption blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In the mean time, you can find their profile on &lt;a href="http://itsaboutlove.org/"&gt;itsaboutlove.org&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;or by simply clicking &lt;a href="https://itsaboutlove.org/ial/profiles/23753512/ourMessage.jsf"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;If you or someone you know are hoping to adopt,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;email me at &lt;a href="mailto:andeeleigh05@hotmail.com"&gt;andeeleigh05@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Send me some info about you with pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;and I will spotlight you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-2432632072233198829?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/2432632072233198829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=2432632072233198829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/2432632072233198829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/2432632072233198829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2010/11/hoping-to-adopt-tyler-and-kenia-ann.html' title='Hoping to Adopt: Tyler and Kenia Ann'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TNm54IgN2wI/AAAAAAAABao/VJeUJg1YC7k/s72-c/afam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-2119785083242457940</id><published>2010-11-05T22:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T22:58:10.856-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hoping to Adopt'/><title type='text'>Hoping to Adopt: Shelby and Kyle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kyle and Shelby have&amp;nbsp;been married for 11 years and have 2 adopted boys, Kaden, 5&amp;nbsp;and Bosten, 2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TNTbLP0RNdI/AAAAAAAABaY/2ezFSXY3wwg/s1600/afamily1..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TNTbLP0RNdI/AAAAAAAABaY/2ezFSXY3wwg/s320/afamily1..jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They have open adoptions with their birth moms. &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(yay!)&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;They&amp;nbsp;live in Utah and are big sports fans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TNTbNoz2dxI/AAAAAAAABac/cJ3YIDLySWo/s1600/afamily1....jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TNTbNoz2dxI/AAAAAAAABac/cJ3YIDLySWo/s320/afamily1....jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;They&amp;nbsp;Love to travel and Disneyland is&amp;nbsp;their current favorite spot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TNTbgGjYs3I/AAAAAAAABak/2hZtaBlXVqA/s1600/afamily1......jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="303" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TNTbgGjYs3I/AAAAAAAABak/2hZtaBlXVqA/s320/afamily1......jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Shelby and Kyle are&amp;nbsp;both college educated, but Shelby stays home full time with the boys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TNTbXX2_wQI/AAAAAAAABag/vrsE8CUDEEw/s1600/acouple1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TNTbXX2_wQI/AAAAAAAABag/vrsE8CUDEEw/s320/acouple1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;For more information about Kyle and Shelby,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;you can visit their regular family blog&lt;a href="http://kyleandshelby.blogspot.com/"&gt; HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;or&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;their Adoption blog &lt;a href="http://hope2adoptbaby.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;BEAUTIFUL family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Those kids are adorable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;If you or someone you know are hoping to adopt,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;email me at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:andeeleigh05@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;andeeleigh05@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Send me some info about you with pictures,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;and I will spotlight you!&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-2119785083242457940?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/2119785083242457940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=2119785083242457940&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/2119785083242457940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/2119785083242457940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2010/11/hoping-to-adopt-shelby-and-kyle.html' title='Hoping to Adopt: Shelby and Kyle'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TNTbLP0RNdI/AAAAAAAABaY/2ezFSXY3wwg/s72-c/afamily1..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-4256178442904817873</id><published>2010-11-02T18:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T18:09:24.237-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hoping to Adopt'/><title type='text'>Hoping to Adopt: Dustin and Andrea</title><content type='html'>I've decided to start off with Dustin and Andrea since THEY are the people I placed my baby with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TNCh5r6pgSI/AAAAAAAABaU/j1XKzTiN67A/s1600/daa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TNCh5r6pgSI/AAAAAAAABaU/j1XKzTiN67A/s320/daa.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dustin and Andrea have been married for 7 years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Two years ago, they adopted their first. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;all three of them are anxiously looking for the next member of their family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Andrea is a stay-at-home mom and loves it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dustin is a web developer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Avery LOVES babies and will be an incredible big sister! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;To read more about Dustin, Andrea and Avery, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;you can visit their Adoption blog &lt;a href="http://dustinandreaadopt.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;If you haven't read my blog,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;READ IT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It tells you even more about them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;If you or someone you know are hoping to adopt,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;email me at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:andeeleigh05@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;andeeleigh05@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Send me some info about you with pictures,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;and I will spotlight you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-4256178442904817873?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/4256178442904817873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=4256178442904817873&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/4256178442904817873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/4256178442904817873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2010/11/hoping-to-adopt-dustin-and-andrea.html' title='Hoping to Adopt: Dustin and Andrea'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TNCh5r6pgSI/AAAAAAAABaU/j1XKzTiN67A/s72-c/daa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-4782382165715616021</id><published>2010-10-30T11:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T11:01:15.924-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my awesome blog readers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hoping to Adopt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><title type='text'>National Adoption Month.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;November is coming up and we all know what that means...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;National Adoption Month!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2009/11/hoping-to-adopt-dustin-and-andrea.html"&gt;Like Last year&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this whole month,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm going to be making "&lt;a href="http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/search/label/Hoping%20to%20Adopt"&gt;hoping to adopt posts"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But this time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I need your help!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;if YOU or someone you know is hoping to adopt,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;send me an email to &lt;a href="mailto:andeeleigh05@hotmail.com"&gt;andeeleigh05@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt; with,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a few pictures,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;information about yourself/or the person you know that is hoping to adopt &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(With their permission of course),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and anything else you would like to add about your self &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(i.e. Your blog address, website, Profile etc..) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I LOVE National Adoption Month &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and am so excited to meet new couples!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-4782382165715616021?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/4782382165715616021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=4782382165715616021&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/4782382165715616021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/4782382165715616021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2010/10/national-adoption-month.html' title='National Adoption Month.'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-8121481573940191740</id><published>2010-10-28T17:17:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T17:21:44.264-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Avery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appreciation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><title type='text'>2??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Little Avery Leigh is 2 years old today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(this is probably one of&amp;nbsp;my most scatterbrained posts yet...bear with me. It's exactly how I feel today!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been thinking about what to do for a post all day long,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but couldn't think of anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's hard to explain how I feel about it this year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TMoDq-NGxFI/AAAAAAAABaM/Mh2-79e1U-A/s1600/Avery36.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TMoDq-NGxFI/AAAAAAAABaM/Mh2-79e1U-A/s1600/Avery36.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Avery two years ago..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TMoEMQMkEVI/AAAAAAAABaQ/31skPRWKK2Q/s1600/Averyy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TMoEMQMkEVI/AAAAAAAABaQ/31skPRWKK2Q/s320/Averyy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Avery Now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;wow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had work today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since I work at the hospital she was born in, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;all I could think about was the events leading to her birth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It doesn't seem like all of that was two years ago.&amp;nbsp; at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This year is also a lot different than last year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last year was a lot more difficult.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was hard for many reasons. I cried of not only remembering her birth,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but also of saddness.&amp;nbsp; I missed her. It was hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But this year,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the emotions are different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've never once even been sad because I miss her, or because I'm not her mother,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've only shed tears when thinking about her birth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was such an incredibely spiritual time for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Spirit comes back so strongly whenever I think about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and this year,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm pregnant again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tyson and I are Celebrating with her and her family tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;words don't describe how grateful I am to Dustin and Andrea for allowing me this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been such an incredible blessing to watch her grow up,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I don't think I would feel as peaceful and confident about all of this if it wasn't for them allowing me this open adoption. I love them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I decided that for her 2nd birthday post,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm going to post this when she is EXACTLY two years old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By the minute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She was born at 5:17.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1717 in military time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;WHICH, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;by the way, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;the numbers 7 and 17 have been my lucky numbers since I was 13 years old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Avery was born at 1717 and our hospital bands,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;which had to have matching numbers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;were 7777. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Avery&amp;nbsp;is a miracle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She saved my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's a blessing to so many.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love her &lt;em&gt;so much.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HAPPY 2ND BIRTHDAY SWEET ANGEL!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I love you!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-8121481573940191740?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/8121481573940191740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=8121481573940191740&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/8121481573940191740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/8121481573940191740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2010/10/2.html' title='2??'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TMoDq-NGxFI/AAAAAAAABaM/Mh2-79e1U-A/s72-c/Avery36.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-673191838629573146</id><published>2010-10-18T22:59:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T23:02:43.173-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my awesome blog readers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appreciation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Being a grown up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I guess, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since I'm [supposed to be] a grown up now, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have apparantly, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;subconsciously of course,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;placed blogging in the 'non-grown up'&amp;nbsp;category.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm totally SLACKING in this area. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love blogging,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but sometimes, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's a huge pain!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One reason, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because whenever I read someone else's blog I think to myself,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"how do they make their blog so cute? I want that."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and then I become discouraged.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;haha,&amp;nbsp;but lusting is bad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I will work on that :S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is an update on married life:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are still trying to qualify for a house we found.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's taking a while because, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;since Tyson pretty much changed his entire identity, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he has absolutely no credit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Which means,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we have to find a lender that is willing to just go off of my credit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Which is kinda difficult if you've ever bought a house before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BUT,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;since we could no longer tolerate the HORRIBLE management at farmgate/timbergate apartments in Herriman Utah &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(i'm telling you the name of the apartment complex as a warning. do NOT consider living there. They are horrible),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;hahaha..but seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My wonderful parents, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;have agreed to let us stay in the mother-in-law apartment in their basement until we can qualify for that house/find another apartment if we cannot qualify.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this weekend we moved in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're hoping to get in to a house quickly, but you never know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Which is another reason we moved in with my parents instead of getting another apartment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We don't know how long it will take and we don't want to sign any contracts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We also got our pictures back from our wedding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you're friends with me on facebook, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;they're all there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If not, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I posted a few here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TL0de0Zam7I/AAAAAAAABZI/BdzqGo4cmsE/s320/_ATP5067j.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TL0dtmAboxI/AAAAAAAABZM/y9UUWc9pO9A/s320/_ATP5080j.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TL0jNsBZDQI/AAAAAAAABaI/oFzDt0v8skE/s1600/_ATP5083j.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TL0jNsBZDQI/AAAAAAAABaI/oFzDt0v8skE/s320/_ATP5083j.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TL0eW37hgGI/AAAAAAAABZU/w6mGUjyZSRs/s1600/_ATP5109j.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TL0eW37hgGI/AAAAAAAABZU/w6mGUjyZSRs/s320/_ATP5109j.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TL0e9R0nScI/AAAAAAAABZc/lSEaEhg5Wz8/s1600/_ATP5302j.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TL0e9R0nScI/AAAAAAAABZc/lSEaEhg5Wz8/s320/_ATP5302j.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TL0huUay7nI/AAAAAAAABaE/urUstGFwOfg/s1600/_ATP5477j.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TL0huUay7nI/AAAAAAAABaE/urUstGFwOfg/s320/_ATP5477j.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;LOVE this picture. He is one years old and going to be an uncle just a month after turning two!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TL0f56w28AI/AAAAAAAABZo/fqF0I77RYdU/s1600/_ATP5547j.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TL0f56w28AI/AAAAAAAABZo/fqF0I77RYdU/s320/_ATP5547j.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TL0a7zkKN8I/AAAAAAAABYo/Ir2PwiHAP1g/s1600/_ATP4232bw.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TL0a7zkKN8I/AAAAAAAABYo/Ir2PwiHAP1g/s320/_ATP4232bw.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TL0bOfYzFNI/AAAAAAAABYs/uvRDHZ1gPCE/s1600/_ATP4262j.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TL0bOfYzFNI/AAAAAAAABYs/uvRDHZ1gPCE/s320/_ATP4262j.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TL0b_QYoZeI/AAAAAAAABY4/07oFj3lELa8/s1600/_ATP4564j.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TL0b_QYoZeI/AAAAAAAABY4/07oFj3lELa8/s320/_ATP4564j.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TL0dO3e4riI/AAAAAAAABZE/hqV44fzhPgk/s1600/_ATP4936j.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TL0dO3e4riI/AAAAAAAABZE/hqV44fzhPgk/s320/_ATP4936j.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Need a flower lady? Mine was completely AMAZING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TL0fm1S2I4I/AAAAAAAABZk/Y6AsRJ5h2Hw/s1600/_ATP5653j.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TL0fm1S2I4I/AAAAAAAABZk/Y6AsRJ5h2Hw/s320/_ATP5653j.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;My beautiful Flower Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TL0gGw83DFI/AAAAAAAABZs/_Sd6YjFIUUo/s1600/_ATP5666j.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TL0gGw83DFI/AAAAAAAABZs/_Sd6YjFIUUo/s320/_ATP5666j.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TL0gV5P2lqI/AAAAAAAABZw/7o4jhx9fsfw/s1600/_ATP5761j.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TL0gV5P2lqI/AAAAAAAABZw/7o4jhx9fsfw/s320/_ATP5761j.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TL0go2YI_zI/AAAAAAAABZ0/R7h0M9krT3Y/s1600/_ATP5743j.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TL0go2YI_zI/AAAAAAAABZ0/R7h0M9krT3Y/s320/_ATP5743j.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TL0dtmAboxI/AAAAAAAABZM/y9UUWc9pO9A/s1600/_ATP5080j.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TL0g_Vn7opI/AAAAAAAABZ4/VnFiQ2bXXyE/s320/_ATP5873j.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;LOVEDDD our cake!!! I've got her number too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TL0hSMAzmRI/AAAAAAAABZ8/kWTYxCiW8WI/s1600/_ATP6288j.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TL0hSMAzmRI/AAAAAAAABZ8/kWTYxCiW8WI/s320/_ATP6288j.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TL0hjDfxjuI/AAAAAAAABaA/fPw00zzmbFc/s1600/_ATP6488j.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TL0hjDfxjuI/AAAAAAAABaA/fPw00zzmbFc/s320/_ATP6488j.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Yes we did jump in the pool!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium 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up'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TL0de0Zam7I/AAAAAAAABZI/BdzqGo4cmsE/s72-c/_ATP5067j.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-3766987598730630442</id><published>2010-10-07T19:36:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T19:52:07.053-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the gospel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appreciation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Avery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heartbreaking'/><title type='text'>October.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TK53OFWAeYI/AAAAAAAABYk/bxRcidrVPH8/s1600/fall.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TK53OFWAeYI/AAAAAAAABYk/bxRcidrVPH8/s320/fall.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This time of month brings back so many memories and emotions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everytime I go outside, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am reminded of two years ago... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When Avery was almost born. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am overcome with such a peaceful, quiet, sacred feeling everytime I feel the cool air hit my face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to cry when I smell the crisp fall weather settling in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The way I felt at this time two years ago, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;is unexplainable.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will not ever be able to find the right words for it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Spirit was with me so strongly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The things that happened during the month of October two years ago were the most sacred, spiritual, hardest things in my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It proved to me how strong I can be when I have to be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It proved to me how much the Lord loves me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It proved to me that with the Lords help, I can honestly do &lt;em&gt;anything.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When the weather starts to change from summer to fall, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel it almost immediately. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The peaceful feeling I had with me during October of 2008,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;is brought back whenever I walk&amp;nbsp;outside&amp;nbsp;and I just want to sit&amp;nbsp;outside, close my eyes and remember it all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last year, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this feeling was hard for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even though it was a peaceful feeling, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;all I could think about was what a difficult time it was. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My heart still ached tremendously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's a different feeling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to, and sometimes do, cry when I feel the cool fall air on my face,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but it's not of pain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's of peace. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's of amazement. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's of LOVE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;COMPLETE UNCONDITIONAL &lt;em&gt;LOVE. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This year&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am pregnant again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BUT,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Instead of the end of my pregnancy this month,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm at the beginning, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Instead of carrying someone else's child,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am carrying MINE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MY CHILD. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Although I believe that hormones have a lot to do with crying so easily this month, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't think it's JUST hormones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This month will always be the most life changing month of my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;October is always a month I look at with such peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My best friend passed away this month,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I placed the one person I loved more than anything, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;with another family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's something I will always &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;remember this way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;whenever the weather changes to fall,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't think I will ever look at again as I did before 2008.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-3766987598730630442?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/3766987598730630442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=3766987598730630442&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/3766987598730630442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/3766987598730630442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2010/10/october.html' title='October.'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TK53OFWAeYI/AAAAAAAABYk/bxRcidrVPH8/s72-c/fall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-7919442722968992806</id><published>2010-09-25T22:29:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T08:42:45.069-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the gospel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appreciation'/><title type='text'>Sick Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last night at about one in the morning, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I woke myself up because I was crying in my sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As I sat up&amp;nbsp;to recognize&amp;nbsp;my surroundings, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a wave of nausea came over me and I quickly laid back down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tyson was up, sitting next to me in a split second. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He asked me if I was okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I could hardly speak because I knew that if I did, I would throw up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After taking a couple of minutes to breath, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I told him that I was feeling really sick. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"What can I get you?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He asked me in the sweetest voice ever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just looked at him again, trying to catch my breath again... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and&amp;nbsp;explained that I had heartburn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He was up in a second&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and came back almost immediately with Ginger ale and tums. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After taking a few sips of the ginger ale and popping a couple tums in my mouth, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the nausea began to subside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While I laid down trying to fall back asleep, trying to ignore the want to puke, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tyson laid down besided me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and tickled my back until I fell asleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This wasn't the first time I've been sick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was sick before I even found out I was pregnant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But it was probably the worst it's been.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm not complaining.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In fact,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm SO GRATEFUL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Being sick is proving to me that I'm pregnant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;if I wasn't sick,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think I'd be worried. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm SO GRATEFUL for this experience&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm SO GRATEFUL for my husband.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have an incredible husband.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Someone that is there for me when I need him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I was carrying Avery,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't have someone to tickle my back as I tried to fall asleep after waking up sick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't have someone there for me to grab me tums, or something to help my nausea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I did have Dustin and Andrea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They were there for me as much as they could be,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and were SOO AMAZING with helping me with anything they could during the pregnancy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but having a husband,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that can be there when I need something in the middle of the night,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That can help me when I'm sick,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that's how it should be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so so grateful for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so grateful for this child. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so grateful to the Lord for giving me them both.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so grateful for Adoption.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For it tought me to be grateful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know for a fact that if I didn't experience Adoption,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wouldn't appreciate these experiences,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the small things,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and being sick...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like I should.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-7919442722968992806?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/7919442722968992806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=7919442722968992806&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/7919442722968992806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/7919442722968992806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2010/09/sick-night.html' title='Sick Night'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-1940317559051774442</id><published>2010-09-21T23:19:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T08:42:16.176-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>I blame Nuva Ring!! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This post is officially life changing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This post may also be a little TMI for some,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but I have to include it all so that it's understandable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;let's go back to about June of this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I had been to my Doctor appointment and we had decided on the Nuva Ring for birth control,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I started it just a couple of weeks later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;At the beginning of August,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I took it out for my period,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;a week later, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I replaced it with another one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That week I began spotting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That spotting turned in to bleeding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That bleeding turned into..bleeding harder than even a normal period.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I began freaking out and called the Doctor on Call. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He told me to take out the nuva ring and he would call&amp;nbsp;in something to stop the bleeding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I went to take out the Nuva ring...and it wasn't there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;SO, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I called the Doctor back and he told me to make an appointment with my doctor as soon as I could.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When I went to the Doctor, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;he told me that it probably fell out with the bleeding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;HOW WOULD I NOT NOTICE THAT!?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;at this point, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;it's a week before the wedding...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I discussed my options with the Doctor and he said that because it was so close, nothing would be very effective. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;SO,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;we decided that we would just use Condoms until I started my period again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;THEN, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I would try the Nuva Ring again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;SO,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;for the first month of our marriage,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;we were going to use Condoms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;YEAH RIGHT!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;a whole month?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;who were we kidding?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;we pretty much decided to risk it for a month. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday morning,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;before I went to work, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I took a pregnancy test. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here was the result:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TJmIgtTw1WI/AAAAAAAABYc/28xF4jtF4GY/s1600/positive+pregnancy+test.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TJmIgtTw1WI/AAAAAAAABYc/28xF4jtF4GY/s320/positive+pregnancy+test.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My reaction was not how I expected it to be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I started smiling and I couldn't stop!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(I was expecting more of a HOLY CRAP THAT WAS FAST reaction ;))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was 5:30 in the morning,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but I didn't care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I ran in to Tyson and and woke him up and made him see it for himself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After that, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I couldn't stay with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I had to go to work!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The whole day at work was crazy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I couldn't concentrate and all I could think of was how we were going to tell our parents!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After much help from my co-workers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;we decided to give them a bouquet of flowers, with a card with baby footprints on them,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;saying congratulations Grandma and Grandpa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and then the pregnancy test.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It worked out pretty well!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We recorded it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but for some reason, my computer won't accept the memory card it's on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hopefully I'll figure it out eventually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The point of the story,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;WE'RE GOING TO HAVE A BABY!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Can you believe it??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We hardly can!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;According to the 'due date finder' or whatever it's called,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(I got it&amp;nbsp;as a gift when&amp;nbsp;I was pregnant with Avery,)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We are due May 30th!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I honestly don't think it's hit me yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We found out we were pregnant on our one month anniversary....!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-1940317559051774442?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/1940317559051774442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=1940317559051774442&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/1940317559051774442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/1940317559051774442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-blame-nuva-ring.html' title='I blame Nuva Ring!! :)'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TJmIgtTw1WI/AAAAAAAABYc/28xF4jtF4GY/s72-c/positive+pregnancy+test.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-8608054738691017361</id><published>2010-09-18T11:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T08:43:09.981-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In love'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TJT1BP_eVeI/AAAAAAAABYU/ZQXQsbXyDd0/s1600/tyson.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TJT1BP_eVeI/AAAAAAAABYU/ZQXQsbXyDd0/s320/tyson.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Tyson and me&amp;nbsp;on his last Birthday we spent together before his mission.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Today is Tyson's Birthday! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;He is 22. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy Birthday Babe!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I love you and&amp;nbsp;I'm so lucky to spend the rest of Eternity with you!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-8608054738691017361?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/8608054738691017361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=8608054738691017361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/8608054738691017361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/8608054738691017361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2010/09/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TJT1BP_eVeI/AAAAAAAABYU/ZQXQsbXyDd0/s72-c/tyson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-224057127782075585</id><published>2010-09-15T09:22:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T09:22:34.189-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appreciation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>CRAZY BUSY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have completely abandoned my blog lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have hardly had any time so, my apologies!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So we've been married for almost a month&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and it only feels like a week!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have been so incredibely blessed through all of this and I really don't know how I'm going to thank everyone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We weren't sure how we were going to afford everything we needed for our house, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but after the wedding we discovered that we didn't need to purchase ANYTHING that we needed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's amazing how generous people are and I am SO GRATEFUL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are currently looking for a house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Right now we're living in an apartment, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and feel like we're just throwing our money away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So we'll see how this all plays out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will update soon with pictures from the wedding!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-224057127782075585?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/224057127782075585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=224057127782075585&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/224057127782075585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/224057127782075585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2010/09/crazy-busy.html' title='CRAZY BUSY!'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-7755874278394053678</id><published>2010-08-29T13:33:00.050-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T08:44:17.273-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appreciation'/><title type='text'>MARRIEEDD!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I married my soul mate on August 20th, 2010. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;THE BEST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; day of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The day started off amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I woke up around 6:30,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and left for my hair appointment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From there,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tyson and&amp;nbsp;my AMAZING Maid of Honor&lt;a href="http://kearabrady.blogspot.com/"&gt; Keara&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;met me and we drove up to the Salt Lake Temple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Because our Ceremony wasn't until&amp;nbsp;1:40,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We decided to do our pictures around temple square before so that we could still have our Luncheon before the reception. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(which, by the way, I would HIGHLY recommend)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We had our &lt;a href="http://andreatuftphotography.com/"&gt;Photogapher&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.happilyeverafterdvd.com/"&gt;Videographer&lt;/a&gt; there at the same time &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and I was so happy to see how well they worked together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I LOVED it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;It couldn't have been better!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Unfortunately, we don't have our pictures from the wedding day back yet,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FORTUNATELY,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;our amazing videographer posted our same day edit on Facebook, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;so, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm posting it here:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="225" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=14308756&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=1&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;loop=0" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=14308756&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=1&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;loop=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/14308756"&gt;Andee &amp;amp; Tyson SL Same Day Edit&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user3469778"&gt;Matthew Baker&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They did SUCH a good job! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After the pictures, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we were able to go right in to the temple. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't even explain how amazing it was. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The happiness I felt while I was in there, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;while&amp;nbsp;being sealed to my Husband FOREVER,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;was so amazing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Words cannot express what an incredible experience it was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After we were married, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we were able to go out for pictures with our family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That probably took a total of an hour at the most and then we were able to get dressed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and go right to the luncheon we had at the park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Reception was at 7 pm in my parents backyard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ask Tyson his favorite part,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and he'll tell you....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We jumped in the pool at the very end. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was WAY better than I thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we were able to leave right after that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My amazing aunt MaryJane, sent us to Park City until Sunday morning, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and then we went to MAUI until Friday Morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wouldn't change a THING about our wedding day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm SO SO SO grateful for all of the amazing people in our life that helped make my day the best EVER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Including the people that just came to the reception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were SO SPOILED through all of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We probably paid for 10% of the things we have been so very blessed with.&lt;br /&gt;We have our apartment &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(which obviously we are paying for ;)!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have everything we need already.&lt;br /&gt;We received SO MUCH money in cash/gift cards, &lt;br /&gt;that it paid for our entire honeymoon.&lt;br /&gt;AND for all of the other things we needed for our apartment &lt;br /&gt;(and there was quite a few things)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Avery was my Flower girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will have those pictures posted when they come back, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;there ARE a few on &lt;a href="http://dustinandrea.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dustin and Andrea's blog&lt;/a&gt; though :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She was SO adorable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so grateful to them for letting her be part of the wedding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I never posted my Bridals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got them done on July 21st at the Great Salt lake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tyson came cause I wanted him to be in most of them..cause a marriage equals TWO..not ONE!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So here's just a few of those:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(I'll post the ones from our actual WEDDING DAY when I get them back!! :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/THn1-gk7nKI/AAAAAAAABXk/SlVaMQiYGx8/s1600/_ATP2420bw.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/THn1-gk7nKI/AAAAAAAABXk/SlVaMQiYGx8/s320/_ATP2420bw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/THn2nq0uvpI/AAAAAAAABX8/T0yGAnKW8R4/s1600/_ATP2488bw.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/THn030nyLYI/AAAAAAAABWs/kfvlQMXehqk/s320/_ATP2099j.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here's to an amazing forever&amp;nbsp;with my&amp;nbsp;incredible Husband.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU TYSON!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='MARRIEEDD!!!'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/THn1-gk7nKI/AAAAAAAABXk/SlVaMQiYGx8/s72-c/_ATP2420bw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-3325116841740966301</id><published>2010-08-10T13:16:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T13:16:41.827-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>10 days!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't believe there's only 10 days left until our wedding!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We've gotten a lot done...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but we still have a LOT to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I never have time for anything anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't even go to work without stressing about everything I need to do when I go home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But it's okay,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cause it's going to be worth it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got our apartment :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tyson moved into it about two weeks ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I LOVE it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It has two bedrooms and two bathrooms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and is furnished with:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a washer and dryer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a diswasher, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and of course a microwave and fridge!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have a pantry and both bedrooms have walk-in closets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll post pictures sometime!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm getting my endowments out THIS SATURDAY too :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope that most everyone can come to the reception! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's in my parents backyard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll get better at blogging once things have settled down a bit after the wedding ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PLUS,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;there will be lots of pictures!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-3325116841740966301?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/3325116841740966301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=3325116841740966301&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/3325116841740966301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/3325116841740966301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2010/08/10-days.html' title='10 days!!!'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-5367012947642403048</id><published>2010-08-01T20:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T11:01:46.591-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the gospel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appreciation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clarify'/><title type='text'>Friends with my mom on FB?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If so, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you may have seen this post from her:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Bye Bye Andee Aguirre...hello Andee O*****" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[I thought it'd be best to leave out&amp;nbsp;the new last name...since this&amp;nbsp;blog IS public!!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and then her response to the comments saying:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I am referring all questions to Andee and Tyson...haha"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thought that now would probably be the best time for a blog update explaining this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;YES,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it is true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My last name is changing...and my fiance's name is also changing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAHA confused?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;allow me to explain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ernesto is amazing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have said this many many times before, but I haven't really explained &lt;em&gt;some &lt;/em&gt;of the reasons why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When he was 11 years old, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;him and his 5 other siblings were pulled out of there homes and placed into foster care. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They seperated everyone but his two younger sisters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They were pretty young and were adopted together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From what&amp;nbsp;I understand, they converted to the church shortly after.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ernesto and his two brothers were all seperated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He had an older sister that was pretty much on her own at this point. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;him and his younger brother 's' went from Foster home to Foster home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After about 4 years of this,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ernesto&amp;nbsp;was placed in a boys group home since they couldn't find another place for him to go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His younger brother 's' was placed with foster parents named 'M' and 'R'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;after 's' told 'M' and 'R' about his older brother Ernesto,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;they decided to go find&amp;nbsp;him so that 's' could have his older brother back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When they asked him to come and live with them and his little brother 'm',&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;of course he said yes and him and 's' were reunited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When 'M' and 'R' introduced Ernesto to the church, he became immediately interested&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and was converted to the church at age 16. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I met him about a year later. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At age 18,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ernesto and 'M' got in a huge fight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he was a teenager so obviously he wasn't thinking clearly and he left 'M' and 'R's' home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He had become very close to my young woman leader through me so he went straight to her home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They took him in for 8 months while he prepared for his mission. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the mean time, 'M' and 'R' wanted him home to them. They ached for him to come home because he was their &lt;em&gt;son&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;nbsp;Although&amp;nbsp;it wasn't official, they still&amp;nbsp;saw him as their son.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He loved this family&amp;nbsp;he lived with. They have become very close friends through all of this, even more than before. He&amp;nbsp;left for his mission&amp;nbsp;in April of 2008.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While he&amp;nbsp;was out,&amp;nbsp;'R' wrote him constantly. He began looking forward to all of&amp;nbsp;her letters and started realizing while on his mission that 'R' was his mother&amp;nbsp;and had been&amp;nbsp;from the start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During his 2 year mission, 'M' and 'R' adopted 's'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When Ernesto came home from his mission, him and 'M' and 'R' went to the temple.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They all felt this day like Ernesto belonged in their family...but&amp;nbsp;they did not communicate this to each other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;until last Wednesday the&amp;nbsp;21st.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ernesto and I were talking. He was talking about how much he&amp;nbsp;wanted&amp;nbsp;Eternal parents. We&amp;nbsp;were getting married so he was going to be sealed to me and we were going to be our own Eternal family. But &lt;em&gt;who wouldn't&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;want &lt;strong&gt;parents&lt;/strong&gt; to be in&amp;nbsp;their&amp;nbsp;Eternal family?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, after a long talk, he decided that he was going to ask&amp;nbsp;'M' and 'R' if they would adopt him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he did it that night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The&lt;em&gt; second &lt;/em&gt;he brought up adoption,&amp;nbsp;'R' started crying.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They started telling him how long they have been waiting for him to ask this.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They couldn't contain their excitement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SO, while they were talking, Ernesto&amp;nbsp;decided that because his last name was changing,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he&amp;nbsp;might at well change his first name too! &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(he wanted it to go with the last&amp;nbsp;name)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am SO excited for them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Adoption was finalized on Friday!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; going to come to the FSA Conference with me...but we decided his adoption was a little more important!!! haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was extremely disappointed that I couldn't be there. They were happening at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;But at least I was&amp;nbsp;promoting what an amazing thing adoption is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I LOVE ADOPTION!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As of&amp;nbsp; Friday, Ernesto is not longer Ernesto.&lt;br /&gt;He is now Tyson :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He loves that name and I love it too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think he even looks like a Tyson. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's really hard for me to get used to calling him Tyson...but I'll get it eventually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SO! If you're coming to the wedding, please don't be confused when some stuff says Ernesto and some says Tyson...we had the announcements and sign in book made before all of this happened!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So yes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my fiance's name is different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but NO, I'm not marrying someone else!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;haha ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-5367012947642403048?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/5367012947642403048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=5367012947642403048&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/5367012947642403048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/5367012947642403048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2010/08/friends-with-my-mom-on-fb.html' title='Friends with my mom on FB?'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-5156741583852146263</id><published>2010-07-14T11:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T11:37:24.492-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my awesome blog readers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><title type='text'>FSA 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Are you going to the FSA conference this year?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope so!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Regster online&lt;a href="http://www.regonline.com/builder/site/Default.aspx?eventid=851705"&gt; HERE&lt;/a&gt; if you haven't already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(birthparents admission is free)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I would love if you came to the "Why Adoption?" class at 9:30. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(first class on the first day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm going to be one of the presenters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'd &lt;em&gt;love &lt;/em&gt;to have your support..since I've never done this before!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOPE TO SEE YOU THERE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-5156741583852146263?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/5156741583852146263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=5156741583852146263&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/5156741583852146263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/5156741583852146263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2010/07/fsa-2010.html' title='FSA 2010'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-1474706042701529158</id><published>2010-07-06T09:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T09:53:47.676-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>June -- Funny Conversations</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cassidy - Cathy, you have beasts as kids&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom - I know Cassidy, I know. It's beauty and the beasts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Emilee - Mom, you had to ADOPT a child to even get your eye color...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me - yeah...and&amp;nbsp;you had to adopt two to even get that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom - What does that have to do with anything?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: Mom you have the wierdest facebook profile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom: Why&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: this quote you have "As I lay in bed at night staring up at the stars, I can't help but wonder "where in the heck is the ceiling"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom: It's the story of my life! Seriously. Everytime I go to bed, I lay down and go "Ahh" and then I open my eyes and think "wait a minute..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(While writing our guest list for the wedding)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom: did you invite Dudu?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ernesto: What did you just say?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom: haha it's my Grandma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ernesto: You call her Dudu?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom: Yes, someone called her that once and it just stuck&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ernesto: Bless her heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SORRY! 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href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2010/07/june-funny-conversations.html' title='June -- Funny Conversations'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-8962281183352538927</id><published>2010-07-04T21:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T22:12:46.837-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appreciation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>The Proposal: Our Story.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We decided to get married after picking&amp;nbsp;out the ring.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;However, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I did not get the ring until &lt;em&gt;yesterday!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(now you know why I didn't want to wait until I received the ring to start planning the wedding!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was being custom made. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So that was going to take a couple of weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PLUS,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We talked about it and we didn't want to have to make payments on the ring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He wanted to pay for it in cash. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and&amp;nbsp;because I wanted a summer wedding, with the reception in my backyard and all,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it would have been FOOLISH to wait for him to propose!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SO,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;here we are, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;47&amp;nbsp;days before the wedding,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I FINALLY have my ring!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To the story. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was at work on Friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At about 5:00, I called Ernesto. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I missed him and because I didn't get off work until 7, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanted to talk to him on the phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's how our conversation went:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Him: Hello?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: Hi, whatcha doin?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Him: Driving home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: From where? I thought you got off work at 4:30&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Him: I did&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: ...okay...then why aren't you home yet?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(he works about 3 minutes away from his house)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Him: &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(obviously smiling) ...&lt;/span&gt;Don't worry about it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: haha DUH!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I figured,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;after this phone call, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(he's not very good at lying/keeping secrets! haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That he OBVIOUSLY was on his way home from picking up my ring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(which made me EXTREMELY excited. I have been waiting for this thing for like...EVER it feels like!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;out of excitement, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I texted my mom telling her that I was 99% sure he had my ring, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;explaining why I felt this way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;About 45 minutes later,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and after telling my co-workers how anxious I was,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he called me back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I answered he immediately said:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Hey, I'm about 99% sure you're WRONG about me having your ring"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was SOOO Mad at my mom!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when I got home from work, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I decided to pretend that I completely forgot about the whole ring conversation...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but then he brought it up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he did a pretty good job at making me believe he didn't have it this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He told me that he did drive out there, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but they were closed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He said he called the guy and he said that because of the Holiday weekend, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;they would be closed until Tuesday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was pretty disapointed about this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I told him to just call him and tell him that Monday was my birthday and he really needed to propose before then...and that my coworkers told me that I couldn't come back to work without a ring. All of this was true. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I knew that&amp;nbsp;it&amp;nbsp;wasn't possible&amp;nbsp;at this point,&amp;nbsp;so I just accepted the fact that he wasn't going to get it until at least Tuesday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;about 5 minutes later, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He walked up, kissed me, said he couldn't lie to me and that he had the ring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;haha, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because I'm a brat, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was SOO Mad at him for telling me the truth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was like "this is the one time you can lie to me...DANG IT!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(yes, I do understand that I'm a brat)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, for the next almost 24 hours, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I worked on trying really hard to forget that I knew he had the ring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanted it to be a suprise proposal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On July 3rd, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were celebrating the 4th. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had a bbq and then we were going to go to Riverton park to watch the Fireworks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While we were eating, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my mom says: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"So Andee, we were thinking of hiking up Ensign peak tomorrow. What do you think?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I sat there for a second. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was totally obvious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't think it could BE any more obvious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why would &lt;em&gt;we &lt;/em&gt;go hiking?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On a Sunday for that matter?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After Church??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our family doesn't really do that..haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At first I oppossed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;being the brat that I am &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(again),&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't want to KNOW that he was going to propose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;then I started feeling guilty so I agreed with it and that was that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;About an hour later, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I went up to my Aunt MaryJane and told her to try to talk Ernesto in to proposing that night instead because I really wanted the ring and I knew that he was going to propose when we were hiking anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She laughed, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;told me I was a brat, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;said no, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I just decided to give up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;About 2 hours later, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we left to the fireworks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was my family, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My aunt MaryJane and Uncle Scott, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Cousin Brandon and his kids, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and my sisters friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Aunt found an AWESOME place right in the front behind the line we couldn't cross. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had the front row of the fireworks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The fireworks were supposed to start at 10:00. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At about 9:15, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I decided that I should probably run to the bathroom before the show started. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I told him this, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he said okay and I began walking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the way out of the park to the gas station behind us, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I ran into my cousin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I started talking to him for a sec, then looked back at Ernesto who was motioning for me to hurry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thought he was being a little strange, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but just turned and proceeded to walk to the bathroom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I got into the gas station, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I saw the line. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was WAY long just to get to the bathroom and I didn't want to wait that long..by myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah yeah I know,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'M A BRAT!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I decided to just go back to our blanket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I got there, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I told ernesto the line was too long,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;then my Little brother Told me he REALLY had to go to the bathroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HE was a good friend to stand in line with, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and it was only like 9:30, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I told my mom that I would just take him and we would go together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While I was explaining this to her, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The people came on the speakers and began stating the rules. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He talked about how we can't cross the line and blah blah blah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wasn't paying attention because I was too busy listening to my mom tell me that it was too dark and she didn't want me taking him to the bathroom....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was REALLY annoyed at this point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was like "What!?? I'm like...21 mom! You don't trust me to take your 5 year old to the bathroom!?!?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She just responded "not right now".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I sat down, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;rolled my eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and began scooting in to cuddle with Ernesto, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when the guy on the Intercom said...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Can we get Ernesto Aguirre up here please?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I looked at him as he stood up, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;then at my parents....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;at this point, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I started realizing what was going on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I started laughing as he walked the VERY long walk up to the Microphone and Speakers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When he got there, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He said "Andee can you come up here please."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't know what to do at first. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my shoes were off so I stood up and looked at my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I knew my face was red at this point, and I began trying to get my shoes on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My parents&amp;nbsp;started yelling no and said to just go up there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I ducked under the "do not cross" line, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;just as a Golf Cart came up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the guy looked at me and said "here, let me give you a ride" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got in the car and him and the four golf carts behind him followed as we drove up to my Sexy fiance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I got out, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was shaking of...I guess...nervousness??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;haha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hundreds of people were watching!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I walked up to him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he began speaking in the microphone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish I could write what he said word by word,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but I can't because I was too busy staring in his chocolate brown eyes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All I know is that he said the cutest things ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he got down on his knee pulled out the most beautiful ring ever and &lt;strong&gt;asked me to marry him&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was so mesmorized by the GORGEOUS ring he had in front me that I said yes quietly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He asked me to say it in the microphone and my response was&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Uh, YEAH!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I guess&amp;nbsp;I didn't sound&amp;nbsp;very enthused about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but I WAS!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So if you were there,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm sorry that I sounded so unenthusiastic! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;haha I really was SOO in love with my ring that I couldn't speak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I finally got the beautiful ring on my finger and kissed him, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;they gave us a golf cart and told him he could drive us back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;haha it was the most&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;awesome,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sweetest, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BEST way to propose to a bratty girl that was pretty much impossible to hide things from.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cause I honestly had NO idea he would do it that way!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and my ring...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;is BEAUTIFUL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The picture, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;is what we gave them to make it look like...but we added our personality to&amp;nbsp;it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TDFU2g_aEuI/AAAAAAAABVk/DBnE2Q_TVe4/s1600/MY+RING.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TDFU2g_aEuI/AAAAAAAABVk/DBnE2Q_TVe4/s320/MY+RING.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The picture doesn't do it justice AT ALL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This the PRETTIEST ring I've ever seen in my whole life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I LOVE it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By far the PRETTIEST RING IN THE WORLD!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Afterwards, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my mom &lt;em&gt;did&lt;/em&gt; end up letting my take my brother to the bathroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I guess the reason Ernesto was motioning for me to hurry the &lt;em&gt;first &lt;/em&gt;time I tried to go, is because they were going to call him up any second. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So the second I was out of sight he ran as fast&amp;nbsp;as he could up to the guys and told them to wait. haha. again. I'm a brat!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH and if you didn't figure it out,&lt;br /&gt;Hiking up Ensign Peak was a Decoy...&lt;br /&gt;They know me well. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-8962281183352538927?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/8962281183352538927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=8962281183352538927&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/8962281183352538927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/8962281183352538927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2010/07/proposal-our-story.html' title='The Proposal: Our Story.'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TDFU2g_aEuI/AAAAAAAABVk/DBnE2Q_TVe4/s72-c/MY+RING.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-7693081951715450836</id><published>2010-06-24T17:51:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T17:53:23.469-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>SNEAKK PEEEKK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;I only put one on my facebook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;But I like my blog more than facebook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;So I'm putting a couple more on here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Here is an engagement picture Sneak Peek. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;We already chose the announcement pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;So the announcement pictures aren't on here...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TCPlIknNm3I/AAAAAAAABTU/RT2HXTJDMf4/s1600/_ATP9492j.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Isn't my fiance hot?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I can't get enough of him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-7693081951715450836?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/7693081951715450836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=7693081951715450836&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/7693081951715450836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/7693081951715450836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2010/06/sneakk-peeekk.html' title='SNEAKK PEEEKK'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TCPlIknNm3I/AAAAAAAABTU/RT2HXTJDMf4/s72-c/_ATP9492j.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-8293154289431083976</id><published>2010-06-24T16:25:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T21:59:17.714-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the gospel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jobs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stressed'/><title type='text'>Protected</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today while at work, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I received a call from Ernesto,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;15 minutes before I was supposed to get off work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is about how the conversation went down:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Him: "Hey, I'm probably not going to be getting off work on time tonight."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: "Why?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Him: "because, there was an explosion in one of the apartment complex's. The one that we just left 15 minutes ago."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[he does maitenance at apartments...he also had nothing to do with this explosion. He was painting some walls in an empty&amp;nbsp;unit when he was there]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: "What!? how!?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Him: "I don't know what happened, but people got hurt. I saw a little kid run out with his flesh burned off"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: "oh my gosh!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Him: "yeah I have to go. it's crazy here, but I love you. I'll talk to you later"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was freaking out at this point and I had a hard time focusing on my job. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I almost started crying on the drive home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Especially because&amp;nbsp;I couldn't get ahold of anyone in my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When Ernesto finally called me back,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He explained to me that they think there might have been a gas leak, but they weren't sure about the cause. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He said that there were a couple people life flighted to the hospital and that there were only a couple of units that had been affected. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I calmed down a little after that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't believe how lucky Ernesto was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If he hadn't left the apartment when he did,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he could have been injured. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If he had gone BACK like he had been planning to, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He could have been injured.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I &lt;em&gt;know &lt;/em&gt;that wasn't just coincedence. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I &lt;em&gt;know &lt;/em&gt;he was being protected. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I &lt;em&gt;know &lt;/em&gt;that the Lord watches over us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That is proof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Please pray for that mother and her son that were taken to the hospital. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I can't even imagine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just had to let off some of my thoughts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That is all :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**UPDATE: they found the reason for the fire. The little boy was playing with matches while his mom was asleep. The explosion was probably from all of the pressure.**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-8293154289431083976?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/8293154289431083976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=8293154289431083976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/8293154289431083976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/8293154289431083976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2010/06/angels-among-us.html' title='Protected'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-7660127141316113268</id><published>2010-06-17T00:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T00:09:03.555-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clarify'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>I blame him!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've really had a hard time blogging lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can't blame me though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm planning my wedding and all of my free time consists of...Ernesto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't have TIME to blog! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have to say though,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was telling him tonight about all the bad luck that I had when I was dating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and remembered,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for the second time since he came home,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHY I had such luck.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't&amp;nbsp;date one decent guy since&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;Before&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;Kris.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(and&amp;nbsp;I started&amp;nbsp;dating Kris right before Ernesto left on his mission)&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;will just give you the first letters of their names while I tell this story...since these are not good things,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but I will go into a little detail of the history.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt;-- The first guy I dated after Avery was born. She was four months old. We dated for approximately 3 weeks.&amp;nbsp; My roomates, specifically ONE, HATED him. I couldn't figure out why at first, but quickly realized what kind of guy he was and broke it off. The way he treated me afterwards wasn't what I would call nice. I ended up crying because of it, but quickly realized he wasn't worth it and moved on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J&lt;/strong&gt;-- He was&amp;nbsp;very soon&amp;nbsp;after L. We became pretty serious. I &lt;em&gt;thought &lt;/em&gt;I was in love with him. We went ring shopping on the 4th of July, then, on the 5th of July (my birthday), he Broke up with me. I was COMPLETELY heartbroken.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;He was the first guy I've ever had break up with me and I don't think that helped the situation at all.&amp;nbsp; However, now that I look back at it, I realize I only dated him because I wanted to be married. I thought that once I was married, dealing with Avery would be easier.&amp;nbsp; I realized a few months after we broke up that this was not true. I also realize now that I was DEFINITELY not in love with him. Not even close. He wasn't my type, and he has his priorities messed up. I feel sorry for him, but I hope that one day he can figure it out. I really do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;-- After J, I quit dating. I was done with guys and planned on just never dating again. I didn't want a boyfriend. I knew that one day I wanted to be a mom, but for about&amp;nbsp;8 months, I didn't think it was worth the pain. I went on a few blind dates here and there, but never really made an effort with them. Then, one day my aunt said some things that made me decide that I should probably start dating again...even if I wasn't ready to get married, dating was the only way I would find my future husband when the time was right.&amp;nbsp; SO, I put myself out on the market. A, was the first guy I started dating after this.&amp;nbsp; I kept telling him that I didn't want anything serious, but he didn't get the hint. I told him that I wanted to date other people, but he still didn't get the hint...THEN, the day before Ernesto came home from his mission...was&amp;nbsp;the day&amp;nbsp;I found out he was coming home.&amp;nbsp; A asked me if&amp;nbsp;he should be worried, since&amp;nbsp;Ernesto was an Ex&amp;nbsp;and immediately&amp;nbsp;my response was "NO!" I didn't think there was anything there between me and him anymore so I seriously didn't think he had anything to worry about.&amp;nbsp; Obviously I was wrong. A didn't take it well. I didn't end things very well with him, but I know that he is find now so it's okay :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm sure you're wondering why I tell you this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WELL,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ernesto told me that while he was on his mission, he prayed that I wouldn't get married while he was out. He PRAYED for this. I blame HIM for my bad luck while he was gone. Seriously. I BLAME HIM!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's sitting here, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;waiting for me to stop typing cause he wants to cuddle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SO please excuse me, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would like to cuddle with my future husband. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blame him for my bad luck these last two years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because it's seriously ALL HIS FAULT!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's okay though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cause in the end, he was worth it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-7660127141316113268?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/7660127141316113268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=7660127141316113268&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/7660127141316113268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/7660127141316113268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-blame-him.html' title='I blame him!'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-5910429670417610241</id><published>2010-06-09T00:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T00:08:43.256-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Temple'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stressed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clarify'/><title type='text'>I'm slow...I know</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry ...I know I take forever to blog lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LIFE IS BUSY!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;So we're getting married August 20th.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;We&amp;nbsp;seriously considered waiting until next summer...but then I decided that's stupid.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want this extravagant wedding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;I just want to get it over with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;I HATE planning weddings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They're WAY too stressful thanks :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Then we thought maybe we'd wait until like October or November.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;That's about as long as I think engagements should be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;But, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;I don't want it to be cold!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;August is the warmest month here in Utah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want a backyard reception.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we're doing it in August. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;for the right reasons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;If he had&amp;nbsp;come home from his mission&amp;nbsp;in January, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;The wedding would have&amp;nbsp;STILL been in the summer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;July or August. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Just so you all know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;We're getting married in the Salt Lake temple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;That is also something that took us a while to decide on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was originally Oquirrh Mountin Temple...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But my whole life I've imagined myself getting married in the Salt lake Temple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and Ernesto doesn't care either way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So we changed it :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm Just SOO thankful that we CAN get married in the Temple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;It's a goal that I've had since I was a little girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That will NOT change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's important to us both and it will stay that way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know a lot have asked for a picture of us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I put one up a couple of posts before...but none of you knew that was him!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll add some others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;We tried playing in the rain a couple of days ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;That's what these are from.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TA8t2ozk84I/AAAAAAAABRE/-M0omSgR9Zk/s1600/SDC10928.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-5910429670417610241?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/5910429670417610241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=5910429670417610241&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/5910429670417610241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/5910429670417610241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-slowi-know.html' title='I&apos;m slow...I know'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TA8t2ozk84I/AAAAAAAABRE/-M0omSgR9Zk/s72-c/SDC10928.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-6202089923261311854</id><published>2010-06-05T18:17:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T18:19:19.056-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dieting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appreciation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>May - Funny Converstions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a little late!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ha but it's better late than never right!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ernesto: Hello?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: Hi are you on your way yet?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ernesto: Are you guys ready for us already?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: Yeah, it will be ready in like 10 minutes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ernesto: Okay we're just leaving the couch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: ....The couch?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ernesto: Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: (Laughing) You're just leaving the couch. You're not just leaving the house, you're leaving the couch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ernesto: (also laughing)(to someone else) No, she's laughing at me (to me) We have to stop at the bank and then we'll be there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Natalie: (yelling so they can hear) Hurry up losers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: Natalie says hurry up...but I'm not going to say what she called you cause it was rude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Through text: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: Mckenna!&amp;nbsp;Happy Birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mckenna (who just turned 12): Thank you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: I wanna take you out for this. When the Heck are you free?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mckenna: Idk i'm pretty booked. lol&amp;nbsp;I know a lot of people. maybe next week&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: hahaha you're pretty booked? I feel honored to know you. So...how about next tuesday?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mckenna: Fo SHO! After school?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: Sounds good! What time are you done with school?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mckenna: I get home about three&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: Okay let's do...four or five?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mckenna: okay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: You ARE aware that you just Butt called me right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mckenna: no i am not lol sorry darlin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: Oh well. I guess I'm used to it :( this happens regularly man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mckenna: hahaha I'll "accidentaly" call you soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trying on wedding dresses:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;[Emilee and Cassidy are both zipping the dress up] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: I'm not even sucking in with this one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Emilee: Well maybe you should! I'm getting blisters!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sad huh? hah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the Burger King drive through:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom: Emilee, what do you want honey?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Emilee: Well, they don't have light lemonade, so I guess I'll just get...water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom: Okay can we get one Ice water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(while waiting for our food)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Emilee: They're probably gonna give me a little tiny cup. They ALWAYS do that. Mom will you ask them what size it is?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom: (to the BK Worker) What size is the water?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(BK worker shows us the cup)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom: Is that good Emilee?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Emilee: Oh my! That's the kids size. Seriously (Mimicking the fast food restaurants everywhere) 'can I get a Diet Coke?' 'Would you like a Biggie or extra Biggie?' ...'Can I get a water?' 'Would you like a Extra Small or Extra Extra Small?' This is why America is Fat!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Driving&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cassidy: What is in the guys hair!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We all look ahead of us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: Is that a napkin??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom: (laughing) No! That's a toupe&amp;nbsp; (sp?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TAroipFG9BI/AAAAAAAABQo/MmQxUjz7EX0/s1600/SDC10921.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TAroipFG9BI/AAAAAAAABQo/MmQxUjz7EX0/s320/SDC10921.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cassidy: I'm so sad I failed my Audit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Emilee: Mom, Cassidy let Timmy Drown!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: Who the heck is Timmy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cassidy: a Dummy at work (she's a lifeguard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(all of us laughing)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom: You said that WAY too casually&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Emilee: Well it's okay, yesterday she made up for it by giving mouth to mouth resuscitation to an ant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: What?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Emilee: yeah, She put it in the hot tub and then felt bad so got it out with the net thing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cassidy: I'm the one that put it in there! I just kept remembering. I knew it was small but I still remembered, 30:2!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Emilee: She was freaking out and wanted to save it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cassidy: yeah and then I sprayed Victoria's Secret Perfume on it.&lt;br /&gt;(we were all laughing hysterically for about 20 minutes)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-6202089923261311854?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/6202089923261311854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=6202089923261311854&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/6202089923261311854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/6202089923261311854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2010/06/may-funny-converstions.html' title='May - Funny Converstions'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X72we6XiM2Y/TAroipFG9BI/AAAAAAAABQo/MmQxUjz7EX0/s72-c/SDC10921.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-2466406118940847419</id><published>2010-05-23T19:57:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T22:12:02.871-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awesome'/><title type='text'>Okay, here we go!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let me tell you the story. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's kinda long, but it's a good story. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A story that I will tell forever :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I met him my Senior year of high school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He had been in my ward for a year&amp;nbsp;at this point&amp;nbsp;but I never paid much attention. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know why, but I didn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The first time I actually &lt;em&gt;saw &lt;/em&gt;him, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I liked him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The first time I&amp;nbsp;actually &lt;em&gt;looked &lt;/em&gt;at him, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanted him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His name?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ernesto :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It wasn't until our Senior year that I actually started talking to him though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were at a mutual activity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I started the conversation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was lame. He remembers how it went, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but I'd prefer to block it out ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By February of 2007, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we were dating. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We dated throughout the rest of high school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We walked at graduation together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;in about July of 2007, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I broke it off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He had a mission that he needed to prepare for. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanted him to &lt;em&gt;focus &lt;/em&gt;on his mission. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I felt like dating more, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I didn't want to distract him anymore from his mission than I already was. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I broke up with him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In late September, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I began hanging out with Kris.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and in October, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I began dating Kris and Keltson. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ernesto didn't know about this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't want him to know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't want him to think I was over him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't want to hurt him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He was still in my ward. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We still saw each other every now and then when I would come down from school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By February of 2008, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ernesto&amp;nbsp;had his mission call to Houston, Texas. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a few days after telling my parents I was pregnant, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ernesto found out as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was terrified of his response. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't want to know how he felt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't think he even knew I was dating anyone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I discovered about a week later, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that he didn't have hard feelings towards me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He still talked to me every now and then &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and he even hung out with my sister at my house sometimes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He watched as I got engaged to Kris. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He sat upstairs as I brought Kris over to meet my old young womens leader who lived in his basement. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was supposed to get married on April 18th. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He was supposed to leave on April 16th. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After calling off the wedding, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he seemed to talk to me even more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He invited me to his farewell bbq&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and he was so forgiving. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I couldn't believe how forgiving he was towards me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He acted as though I hadn't completely betrayed him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After leaving on his mission, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I received a few letters from him during my pregnancy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't write him back ONE TIME throughout the pregnancy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was stressed, and I honestly felt like there was nothing there between him and I. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had no feelings for him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After placing Avery for Adoption, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I began writing him back a little more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I knew he needed the support and I felt wrong to just ignore his letters. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He got home in April of this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the day before he came home I was dating someone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The guy I was dating&amp;nbsp;asked me if he should be worried and without even skipping a breath I replied "NO!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;However, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the day after he came home, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I saw him for the first time in two years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There was definitely something there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he gave me a hug and I could feel the sparks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanted to talk to him more, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but couldn't because I only saw him as I was leaving the restaurant Chili's with my Friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(my old young womens leader living in his basement!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a couple of days later, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He texted me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a couple of days after that, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he called me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I broke it off with the guy I was dating the day before Ernesto and I went on our very first date in two years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;we're getting married!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so in Love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He is &lt;em&gt;THE MOST &lt;/em&gt;amazing man I have ever met in this world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The things he has overcome in his life are incredible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyone that has had any type of interaction with him loves him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so grateful to be his future wife. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so excited. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This has all seemed so fast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After my experience Last year, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I swore to myself that I would not let myself rush into a marriage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know Ernesto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've known him for Three and a half years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know everything about this amazing man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;from his past, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;there is no better man out there that could relate better to how incredible my situation is with Avery. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just feel like he already belongs to my family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He fits SO WELL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love him SO MUCH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't wat to Marry this man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't wait to be sealed to him for ETERNITY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is my other half. &lt;br /&gt;He is THE ONE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We want a summer wedding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want the reception to be in my backyard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's going to be a short engagement. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But, that is OKAY!! haha probably better in fact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'M SO EXCITED!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. &lt;br /&gt;I saw a rainbow today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-2466406118940847419?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/2466406118940847419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=2466406118940847419&amp;isPopup=true' title='39 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/2466406118940847419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/2466406118940847419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2010/05/okay-here-we-go.html' title='Okay, here we go!!'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>39</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-5484215360424905349</id><published>2010-05-19T00:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T01:17:29.273-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awesome'/><title type='text'>mmmhmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've got another &lt;a href="http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2009/06/rainbow-after-storm.html"&gt;rainbow &lt;/a&gt;going on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But this time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a&amp;nbsp;bright, amazing, lovely, never ending rainbow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(and it even actually POURED rain today)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;100,000,000,000 times better than the last.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're gonna have to excuse me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm basking in the moment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will tell you the story....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Soon :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-5484215360424905349?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/5484215360424905349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=5484215360424905349&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/5484215360424905349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/5484215360424905349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2010/05/mmmhmm.html' title='mmmhmm'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-3686045059829703890</id><published>2010-05-13T11:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T11:51:11.063-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awesome'/><title type='text'>This is why I love Carrie Underwood.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nhvaDJTUmrU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nhvaDJTUmrU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Such an Amazing, Talented, AWESOME Woman. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's my Idol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Underwood.'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-3676306018081642629</id><published>2010-05-12T13:54:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T14:01:31.707-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my awesome blog readers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appreciation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clarify'/><title type='text'>HEART IS FULL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was going to write this post the day after mothers day, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but my life is so busy that I never had time to finish it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SO I'm sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In all honesty, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was expecting birthmothers/mothers day to be BAD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was not looking forward to either of them and almost started crying everytime I would think/talk about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is an example of how my day actually went: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* I woke up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;[The night before at like one in the morning I posted my Adoption Video on facebook. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I felt like I should do SOMETHING for birthmothers day. Especially since it seemed most of the other birthmom friends I have on facebook were already doing it.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got on facebook before getting ready for the birthmom walk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had received probably 8 comments on my video&amp;nbsp;from different people wishing me a happy birthmothers day and saying the SWEETEST things to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* One of my very good friends was coming with me to the birthmom walks. He brought me candy, gerber daisys, and a card wishing me a happy birthmothers day. I was SO grateful for that. It wasn't expected and I couldn't stop smiling when he gave them to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*We go to the birthmom walk and about10 minutes after getting there, Dustin Andrea and Avery showed up.&amp;nbsp; We were there for probably a good hour and a half. Avery was ADORABLE and we played with her forever. She is such a light in my life. I felt so peaceful after leaving. I'm SO glad that I can be a part of her life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* When we were leaving Dustin Andrea and Avery gave me the SWEETEST gift. I got another Willowtree statue that I can add to my collection, Sour patch kids and the CUTEST cards. Avery drew me a picture. Just looking at it melts my heart. Few people can understand how much a picture like that means. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* When I got home from the Walk, I got back on facebook. I had 20 notifications! All of which were from people wishing me a happy birthmothers day and giving me SO much support. I couldn't even believe it. I had SOO MUCH SUPPORT. I got really emotional as I read them all. I can't even explain how grateful I am for all of you. Your support means more than words could ever express. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* I went to work my night shift at work that night...and my COWORKERS were the same way. MAN I love my job. I am SO lucky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* The next day, Mothers day, Was my good friends homecoming. He just came home from his mission. He is in my ward too! So, I went to Sacramant. I was VERY worried about this to be honest. I wasn't planning on going because it was mothers day&amp;nbsp;and I knew all of the talks would be on mothers. So when I found out his homecoming was this day, I was dreading it.&amp;nbsp; I got there late because I knew his talk would be last and I thought that might help&amp;nbsp;ease the pain a little.&amp;nbsp; The last speaker before him was speaking.&amp;nbsp; Her talk really got to me.&amp;nbsp;She&amp;nbsp;explained in her talk that she understand that mothers day may be&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;difficult day for some. She made sure to be very sensitive towards this, while still explaining&amp;nbsp;what a gift it is to be a mother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*When&amp;nbsp;Sacrament was over, they passed out the Annual mothers day gifts. The bishopric stood up and asked that all of the women 18 and graduated stand because they were going to receive that same gift. I LOVE my ward. They are so sensitive to my situation.&amp;nbsp; I don't think the bishopric even realized how much this meant to me. But I had a really hard time with this last year.&amp;nbsp; and even then, an amazing woman in my ward got a gift and gave it to me last year. She told me that I was still a mother regardless of whether or not I had a child that I was raising. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*At about 6 on Mothers day I brought Andrea her mothers day present. Avery was there and she was SO sweet. I seriously love the relationship I have with Dustin and Andrea. Thank you Dustin and Andrea. If it wasn't for you, I would not be where I am right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would like to thank EVERYONE that helped me through this. Most of you don't even realize that you contributed. I LOVE everyone in my life. So if you're reading this, consider yourself one of those people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope that your mothers day was as peaceful as mine. I hope that all of the women out there that are in a similar situation as me, or if your someone&amp;nbsp;that&amp;nbsp;feels&amp;nbsp;mothers day is one of your LEAST favorite holidays, I hope you felt the peace that I felt. You deserve it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I felt so bad the next day. I was planning on doing the same for all you mothers/expectant/hoping to adopt mothers...but that day was busy. and now I feel kind of selfish. So consider this, a HAPPY BELATED MOTHERS DAY to all of you!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4517787157158545798-3676306018081642629?l=anabananandee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/feeds/3676306018081642629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4517787157158545798&amp;postID=3676306018081642629&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/3676306018081642629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4517787157158545798/posts/default/3676306018081642629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabananandee.blogspot.com/2010/05/heart-is-full.html' title='HEART IS FULL'/><author><name>Andee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17864157962985816889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ICZAhn867jM/To0wq1XyVZI/AAAAAAAABv4/8Lmm0xQogQo/s220/_IGP8045e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517787157158545798.post-6720543946113662650</id><published>2010-05-07T14:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T14:42:08.457-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dieting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jobs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hoping to Adopt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Not meant to be...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FIRST of all, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would like to announce that Dustin and Andrea were finally &lt;a href="http://dustinandrea.blogspot.com/2010/05/were-approved.html"&gt;approved to Adopt again&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spread the word!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can find their profile &lt;a href="https://itsaboutlove.org/ial/profiles/23990609/ourMessage.jsf"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so excited for this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay now on to what this post is for:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last night, I worked until 11.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My mom&amp;nbsp;called me at about 9 and wanted to know if I&amp;nbsp;could stay up until 2:30 to pick up my little brothers&amp;nbsp;because&amp;nbsp;they were going to the midnight showing of Ironman 2 and she had to wake up early.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;agreed to this and then I texted a VERY good friend of mine to see if he could do something with me until then. He agreed and that was the plan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By the time I met up with him After work it was about midnight.&amp;nbsp;I told him I was hungry. I&amp;nbsp;know that eating late is SUPER unhealthy, but I was STARVING. I&amp;nbsp;had been working all day.&amp;nbsp;So I suggested&amp;nbsp;that we should go get food at village inn. They're open late right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He agreed. So we drove to Village inn and as we were walking in the door, the employees were walking out. It closed at Midnight. What the Heck!??! Since when!? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We decided to see if IHOP was still open.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;They weren't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;SO, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we decided to try Wendys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We pulled into the drive through and I began looking at the menu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I found what I wanted and it looked SUPER good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were about to order when the lady came on the microphone and said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"sorry, we're closed." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was SOO mad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanted those Chicken Fingers!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, after thinking about it, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We decided to go to Mcdonalds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't like Mcdonalds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The only thing there that I eat are their snack wraps. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&g
