<?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-2350904589595796480</id><updated>2012-03-06T09:48:28.929-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pray without Ceasing</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>366</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-7530290785143023858</id><published>2012-03-05T09:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-03-05T09:54:28.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Crafty Side</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A few weeks back when Brian and I were at a friend's house I saw a tag blanket that our friend had just made for her husband. After seeing it I decided to make one for Brian with Michigan fleece fabric on one side and NY Yankees fleece fabric on the other. (His two favorite teams).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/-bGTSDr9R7J0/T1QJkdqyiQI/AAAAAAAACWg/LgiaL3wYGzM/s1600/IMG_7920.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bGTSDr9R7J0/T1QJkdqyiQI/AAAAAAAACWg/LgiaL3wYGzM/s320/IMG_7920.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The finished product!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;When I went to pick out the fabric for Brian's blanket (at one of my favorite stores...Hobby Lobby) I saw a tag blanket on display with Michigan fabric on one side and Michigan State fabric on the other. I thought it would be the perfect baby gift for my brother (a Michigan fan) and his wife's (a State fan) baby boy (due in approx 6 weeks). However, when I mentioned this to my mom...she said that someone had already made them a blanket like that. So much for my good idea. Instead, I decided to make Mason a blanket too...an &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ALL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Michigan blanket (no State fans in this house).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/-c84eWAAnpfY/T1QJgQEnisI/AAAAAAAACWQ/pscX-weXak0/s1600/IMG_7915.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c84eWAAnpfY/T1QJgQEnisI/AAAAAAAACWQ/pscX-weXak0/s320/IMG_7915.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My boys on their Michigan blankets.&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/-0RpVIKS7zEM/T1QJeX6WQpI/AAAAAAAACWI/zhAVjH016io/s1600/IMG_7903.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0RpVIKS7zEM/T1QJeX6WQpI/AAAAAAAACWI/zhAVjH016io/s320/IMG_7903.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh how I &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;LOVE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; this face!!!&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/--gpYoqIuH4E/T1QJiYnaHPI/AAAAAAAACWY/Vw2GxGCs9vg/s1600/IMG_7917.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--gpYoqIuH4E/T1QJiYnaHPI/AAAAAAAACWY/Vw2GxGCs9vg/s320/IMG_7917.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Perfectly sized for my little man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-7530290785143023858?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/7530290785143023858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/03/my-crafty-side.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/7530290785143023858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/7530290785143023858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/03/my-crafty-side.html' title='My Crafty Side'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bGTSDr9R7J0/T1QJkdqyiQI/AAAAAAAACWg/LgiaL3wYGzM/s72-c/IMG_7920.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-3623542309467302103</id><published>2012-03-04T18:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-03-04T18:42:43.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Week (Last Week)</title><content type='html'>Last week was a slow week for us. Since the weather was a little yucky Mason and I pretty much stayed home. Neither of us left the confines of our house on Thursday or Saturday. Only I left Monday (to run some errands) and Wednesday (to go to Bible Study). Which means Mason only left the house a mere 3 times last week :) Sunday he went to church and then lunch at Gpa and Gma V's, Tuesday was his &lt;strike&gt;lovely&lt;/strike&gt; doctor appointment, and on Friday he got to go to the Kroc Center with his cousins (oh and he got to run a few errands with mom and dad at night).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On Thursday Mason chilled in his bumbo for the very first time!!! He &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; dislikes tummy time and since his neck is already pretty strong...I thought why not continue to strengthen the neck muscles this way instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8q7eW4b0QH8/T1PjaJbb4aI/AAAAAAAACUo/KmzAAROyUdU/s1600/IMG_7813.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8q7eW4b0QH8/T1PjaJbb4aI/AAAAAAAACUo/KmzAAROyUdU/s320/IMG_7813.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Just chilling!!!&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 stay home all day long...we stay in our PJ's...don't you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2jU0Y3NxKL8/T1Pjb24fGgI/AAAAAAAACUw/wcnc1q7jS0Q/s1600/IMG_7878.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2jU0Y3NxKL8/T1Pjb24fGgI/AAAAAAAACUw/wcnc1q7jS0Q/s320/IMG_7878.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Just relaxing!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I mentioned above Mason and I went to the &lt;a href="http://grkroccenter.org/?page_id=537"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;Kroc Center&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;on Friday (with my mom, my sister, and all of my nieces and nephews). This was Mason's first (of many) big excursion with all of his cousins!!! I won't say he had a blast but his cousins sure did. We're hoping to go back during Springbreak so my sis-in-law can join in on all the fun...she's a teacher so she was (obviously) at work. But since my mom was watching her kiddos she thought that it would be a fun excursion for all the cousins and she was right!!! And a trip to&amp;nbsp;McDonald's&amp;nbsp;afterwards made it that much better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aUEDOxxwTAI/T1P3CMT77CI/AAAAAAAACU4/6pHRqUqMZe0/s1600/IMG_7832a.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aUEDOxxwTAI/T1P3CMT77CI/AAAAAAAACU4/6pHRqUqMZe0/s320/IMG_7832a.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cousins (clockwise)...Mason, Cole, Addi, Cambrey, Kylynn,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brinley, and Easton&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/-q6paFOBUnao/T1P3JHiujeI/AAAAAAAACVA/_tVomRELzm4/s1600/IMG_7832c.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q6paFOBUnao/T1P3JHiujeI/AAAAAAAACVA/_tVomRELzm4/s320/IMG_7832c.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The eldest...Kylynn, Cambrey, and Addisyn&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/-t1sY8JFl1ic/T1P3OpP7Y4I/AAAAAAAACVI/QC1wl7lMrKg/s1600/IMG_7842.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t1sY8JFl1ic/T1P3OpP7Y4I/AAAAAAAACVI/QC1wl7lMrKg/s320/IMG_7842.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The boys...Mason, Easton, and Cole&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/-uLJjXL92K2g/T1P3krIP9vI/AAAAAAAACVQ/tFUgel8Q83Q/s1600/IMG_7840.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uLJjXL92K2g/T1P3krIP9vI/AAAAAAAACVQ/tFUgel8Q83Q/s320/IMG_7840.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Isn't he too cute!&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/-mzzpSz81X8E/T1P3pWM_kuI/AAAAAAAACVg/3pl7iWxQNZs/s1600/IMG_7844.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mzzpSz81X8E/T1P3pWM_kuI/AAAAAAAACVg/3pl7iWxQNZs/s320/IMG_7844.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This little stinker was &lt;i&gt;SUCH&lt;/i&gt; a daredevil...this is the deep end but he didn't care. And just so you all know I cut my mom out of the picture...she was right next to him! She told me the next day that she was sore from chasing him all around :)&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/-RmhQKR-4504/T1P3qxo4XDI/AAAAAAAACVo/ZEtBZaNHagc/s1600/IMG_7853.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RmhQKR-4504/T1P3qxo4XDI/AAAAAAAACVo/ZEtBZaNHagc/s320/IMG_7853.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One of the cutest daredevils I know!!!&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/-cAu8B5Q-4hY/T1P3sm6pJwI/AAAAAAAACVw/hpX9lQLc5jU/s1600/IMG_7834.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cAu8B5Q-4hY/T1P3sm6pJwI/AAAAAAAACVw/hpX9lQLc5jU/s320/IMG_7834.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mason's first time in a pool.&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/-40sOEZDWJuw/T1P3uKppRcI/AAAAAAAACV4/1I8auG9Losc/s1600/IMG_7835.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-40sOEZDWJuw/T1P3uKppRcI/AAAAAAAACV4/1I8auG9Losc/s320/IMG_7835.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All fun and games until &lt;strike&gt;someone&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mason gets splashed ;)&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/-DJNe_ey_jks/T1P3vk8cqRI/AAAAAAAACWA/szSTAcu1Eqg/s1600/IMG_7843.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DJNe_ey_jks/T1P3vk8cqRI/AAAAAAAACWA/szSTAcu1Eqg/s320/IMG_7843.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All tuckered out while his cousins continued to play!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-3623542309467302103?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/3623542309467302103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/03/our-week-last-week.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/3623542309467302103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/3623542309467302103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/03/our-week-last-week.html' title='Our Week (Last Week)'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8q7eW4b0QH8/T1PjaJbb4aI/AAAAAAAACUo/KmzAAROyUdU/s72-c/IMG_7813.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-5856160550358477785</id><published>2012-02-28T21:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-28T21:45:43.909-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Happy 2 Months Sweet Boy!!!&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K2zD3IG1sKE/T0vI_I3VGEI/AAAAAAAACR4/Y0ecESoAXdE/s1600/IMG_7761.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K2zD3IG1sKE/T0vI_I3VGEI/AAAAAAAACR4/Y0ecESoAXdE/s320/IMG_7761.JPG" width="240" /&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;b style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;"&gt;Stats:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;At today's appointment Mason weighed in at 13lbs 2oz and measured 23 and 1/4 inches long...which puts him in the 75th percentile for both height and weight. His head was 16 inches round...which puts him in the 90th percentile. Guess he has a bigger than average head :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gP0_DBnXR0I/T0uvV0K6QOI/AAAAAAAACPg/sqLJhWr_yY0/s1600/IMG_7452.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gP0_DBnXR0I/T0uvV0K6QOI/AAAAAAAACPg/sqLJhWr_yY0/s320/IMG_7452.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;His belly ain't tiny folks!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;"&gt;Sizes:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mason currently fits perfectly into his 3 month clothing. He's starting to outgrow some of his 0-3 month clothes and is just starting to wear some of his 3-6 month...it just depends on the name brand. And my little guy is still wearing size 1 diapers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3QQENnpPqN0/T0usb2ZfdAI/AAAAAAAACPA/pkyMSdqy3rI/s1600/IMG_7160.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3QQENnpPqN0/T0usb2ZfdAI/AAAAAAAACPA/pkyMSdqy3rI/s320/IMG_7160.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A 3-6 month outfit!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Food:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mason is still on a strict booby milk diet. No supplemental formula as of yet. And on a pumping note...o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;nce I hit the 4 week mark I thought I better start pumping not only for a night time bottle but also to get a supply of breast milk going in the freezer (for when I go back to work).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;So now&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I typically try to pump 3-4 times a day...(2-3 of the pumpings&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;occur&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;right after a feeding...with the last pumping taking place around 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-small;"&gt;pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;. I always get a good amount out at this pumping since Mason hasn't been on the boob for a good 3-4 hours at this point). I still only pump for about 5-7 minutes (per time) and generally end up with his night time bottle (of 4-4.5oz) as well as 5-10oz to put in the freezer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TUx52_oDSYo/T0vFnukUJ0I/AAAAAAAACRQ/ilbygzmVELc/s1600/IMG_7474.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TUx52_oDSYo/T0vFnukUJ0I/AAAAAAAACRQ/ilbygzmVELc/s1600/IMG_7474.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mason's give me booby face :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;"&gt;Routine:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I am pretty relaxed and just go with the flow so we don't have much of a day schedule. If I have to run errands...I do. If I have an appointment I feed him before I go (even if he ate just an hour before). I feed on demand...when he wants it...he (most of the time) gets it. He naps whenever he wants. He gets a bath every 2-3 days.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;However, we do have a little bit of a bedtime routine.&amp;nbsp;Between 5 and 8 weeks he had a pretty set pattern of eating a 4oz bottle between 9 and 11&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;pm&lt;/span&gt;, falling asleep between 9:30 and 11:30&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;pm&lt;/span&gt;, waking between 4 and 4:30&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt; to breastfeed for about 15 minutes, waking again (to BF) between 7 and 7:30&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt;, up for an hour to an hour and a half, and then he would take his first nap of the day for an hour or so...a nice little pattern if you ask me!!!&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;But as of 8 weeks old it got even better!!! Mason now gets a 4.5oz bottle between 8 and 9:30&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;pm&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;and then generally falls asleep between 9 and 10:30&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;pm&lt;/span&gt;. And as of (8 weeks and 3 days old) he sleeps &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ALL NIGHT LONG&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!! On his first full night of sleep (which occurred on February 24) he slept from 10:30&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;pm&lt;/span&gt; until 7&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt; and on his second night of full sleep...he slept from 9:30&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;pm&lt;/span&gt; until 7:30&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt;!!! First on Mason's agenda after waking is eating (of course), then hanging out with mom for an hour or so before taking an hour (or so) nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pouqWwLoUng/T0uuoD5HvUI/AAAAAAAACPQ/8udoQwNhI_c/s1600/IMG_7651.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pouqWwLoUng/T0uuoD5HvUI/AAAAAAAACPQ/8udoQwNhI_c/s320/IMG_7651.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Developmental Milestones: &lt;/b&gt;At&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;5 weeks old Mason &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; started&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;"&gt;smiling. Oh how I just &lt;b&gt;LOVE&lt;/b&gt; his little smile!!! He loves (and I mean&lt;i&gt; really&lt;/i&gt; loves) smiling at his momma...although daddy can get some good smiles too!!! Smiles definitely come easiest in the morning or right after waking from a nap. Around 7 or 8 weeks old Mason started cooing. And just like I love his little smiles...I love his little coo's. So precious. He also started reaching (maybe subconsciously but reaching nevertheless) around 8 weeks. And he can hold his head up for small amounts of time now too. He's getting so big!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I011S9IHanY/T0uu7G79OgI/AAAAAAAACPY/DthCmqytbY4/s1600/IMG_7718.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I011S9IHanY/T0uu7G79OgI/AAAAAAAACPY/DthCmqytbY4/s320/IMG_7718.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Holding up his own head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;"&gt;Loves:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mason still loves his hands. If I cover him (hands included) with a blanket...within seconds he will pop his hands out. Typically his hands end up right by his face...although he does like to lay with his arms/hands hanging above his head too. Mason also&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;thoroughly enjoys his&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;"&gt;tongue. He's always "playing" with it. He also loves sleeping, tooting, and pooping really loudly. And did I mention that the boy &lt;strike&gt;likes&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;loves to eat!!! Hence his awesome weight gain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JnRS4N9GR44/T0uwhs5BgII/AAAAAAAACP4/vQmOaLY_O7o/s1600/IMG_7528.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JnRS4N9GR44/T0uwhs5BgII/AAAAAAAACP4/vQmOaLY_O7o/s320/IMG_7528.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love my tongue...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XiggAMOEMm8/T0vFt8arvrI/AAAAAAAACRY/lBXkTSJf3LU/s1600/IMG_7552.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XiggAMOEMm8/T0vFt8arvrI/AAAAAAAACRY/lBXkTSJf3LU/s1600/IMG_7552.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;span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;"&gt;And guess what...he actually doesn't mind bathtime anymore!!! Around 5 weeks I stopped giving him sponge baths and started filling his tub with warm water instead. And he hasn't cried once since this change was implemented!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0LdIRUpxFII/T0uxi4hUeHI/AAAAAAAACQY/ikb_8jSCT8c/s1600/IMG_7488.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0LdIRUpxFII/T0uxi4hUeHI/AAAAAAAACQY/ikb_8jSCT8c/s320/IMG_7488.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Two loves...fingers and bathtime&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1hUlj7H8TCA/T0vF1ISOa2I/AAAAAAAACRg/eC4S1j_bk1c/s1600/IMG_7492.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1hUlj7H8TCA/T0vF1ISOa2I/AAAAAAAACRg/eC4S1j_bk1c/s1600/IMG_7492.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh sweet boy!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;"&gt;Dislikes:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;There are not too many things Mason dislikes. At 1 month old he didn't like his swing. Not true anymore. At 1 month old he didn't like bath time. Not true anymore. At 1 month old he didn't like to burp. &lt;strike&gt;Not true anymore.&lt;/strike&gt; Well actually he picks and chooses when he wants to burp...although he now gets gas drops quite regularly throughout the day when he refuses to burp. If he's sleeping (meaning if he falls asleep on the boob or bottle) it's not even worth burping him...he's dead to the world. So burping is the only thing he kinda dislikes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Other Things I Don't Want to Forget:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;You typically only poop once or twice a day. (And then you go and poop 4 times today)!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You sweat like your daddy :) Sometimes you're "damp" when we take you out of your car sear (if you've been in there too long).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;"&gt;Mommy cut your fingernails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;for the first time at 8 weeks and 4 days old. Those suckers were getting &lt;i&gt;way&lt;/i&gt; too sharp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;"&gt;You are quite the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;wiggle worm. Right before falling asleep is the worst...you constantly shift your head back and forth...and you like to throw a head butt in here and there.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;"&gt;You burp better on mommy's lap versus over my shoulder but burping you on my lap can be a challenge at times due to your fidgetiness.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;"&gt;You have a pretty fierce kick for a 2 month old!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 22px; text-align: left;"&gt;You are still quite the grunter and fidgeter before pooping. But you also grunt a lot in your sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 22px; text-align: left;"&gt;You still sleep in mommy and daddy's bedroom. Mommy loves having you right beside her!!! One of the many reasons is because if you stir in the middle of the night...all I have to do is reach over and pop in your paci and you go right back to sleep.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 22px; text-align: left;"&gt;Mommy left you for the first time on February 15. (I went to Bible Study). The only other time mommy left you was about a week later and it was only for 20 minutes and you were with grandma V. Mommy does &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="line-height: 22px; text-align: left;"&gt;NOT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 22px; text-align: left;"&gt; like leaving you. Going back to work is going to be rough on mommy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 22px; text-align: left;"&gt;You had your first &lt;b&gt;explosive&lt;/b&gt; poop on February 21. (at Grandma V's house). It was &lt;b&gt;a&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="line-height: 22px; text-align: left;"&gt;ll.up.your.back.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 22px; text-align: left;"&gt; Thankfully grandma had an extra onesie for you to put on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7sI27f1n_Dc/T0vG8QLM2_I/AAAAAAAACRo/kdnDTTM910k/s1600/IMG_7522.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7sI27f1n_Dc/T0vG8QLM2_I/AAAAAAAACRo/kdnDTTM910k/s320/IMG_7522.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Heading home pantless thanks to a dirty diaper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 22px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 22px; text-align: left;"&gt;Your last physical therapy appointment (for your&amp;nbsp;tordicollis) was February 22. You went a total of 7 times. You loved getting your neck/head stretched the first 6 visits. However, the last visit didn't go so well...you cried the whole time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 22px; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3LqjURcQ15A/T0vIV1vcOjI/AAAAAAAACRw/w7PT7IKacZY/s1600/IMG_7544.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3LqjURcQ15A/T0vIV1vcOjI/AAAAAAAACRw/w7PT7IKacZY/s320/IMG_7544.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You and "Uncle Todd"...(your physical therapist)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mtyd5Cl-va0/T0u8txoWEWI/AAAAAAAACRI/3RBsA2zcf7Q/s1600/IMG_7546.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mtyd5Cl-va0/T0u8txoWEWI/AAAAAAAACRI/3RBsA2zcf7Q/s320/IMG_7546.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: left;"&gt;Today's appointment was a bit rough (and long). The office was busy so we had to wait in the waiting room for a good 30 minutes before being called back. During that 30 minute wait Mason decided to poop. Normally he does NOT like to sit in his poop but he did really good waiting it out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Then during Dr. M's assessment he saw some pockets of white gunk on Mason's penis...(I don't know how else to explain it). I had noticed the white gunk this weekend when I was giving him a bath but after much scrubbing (which resulted in a very red penis) it look like it was just attached to his penis so I stopped monkeying around with it. But it was in fact not a part of his penis :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Anyways Dr. M first took a Q-tip to his little peter and removed all the pockets of white gunk but there were also 3&amp;nbsp;adhesions which was why the white gunk/pus was staying put. Boy oh boy did Mase ever cry. Then Dr. M told me I had two options. 1) He could lidocaine the penis (which would consist of 2 shots) and then snip the 3 adhesions with a scissor or 2) We wait until his 4 month appointment. But Dr. M said the adhesions would only grow thicker and Mason would at some point end up at a Urologist office for a more invasive procedure. I chose option one to just get it over with. Dr. M said thats the choice he would make too if it was his child. He explained that it was nothing we nor the doctor who performed his&amp;nbsp;circumcision did...just the way it healed. He said it was actually very common.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So after Dr. M Q-tipped all the gunk out we had to wait for him to grab the lidocaine. During this time I was able to calm Mase down. Then Dr. M came back and gave Mason two shots...which of course led to more screaming. I had just gotten him calmed down (again) when two nurses came in to give him his immunizations (5 IM shots and 1 oral vaccination...yikes)!!! They were super quick about it but of course this led to more screaming. Again as we waited for Dr. M to come back to cut the adhesions I calmed Mason down. But as soon as the first snip took place...Mason started screaming again. I felt so bad for my little guy but I also didn't want to leave him so I endured it all. After everything was done I asked if I could quick nurse him to calm him down (it also had been 4 hours since he last ate so he was h-u-n-g-r-y)...so thats just what I did and then we were finally (2 hours and 15 minutes later) out the door.&amp;nbsp;I thought Mason would be a little fussy tonight but he's been his normal little self. So proud of my little man!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We talked a little bit about his tordicollis and his hydronephrosis. As for the tordicollis Dr. M wants me to continue doing head/neck stretches at home since (although improved) Mason still favors one side. And we will reevaluate if he needs more PT at his 4 month check-up. As for the hydronephrosis I was wrong in stating that he no longer has it. He still has grade 2 hydronephrosis...just no reflux. All this means is that Mason will have to have yearly ultrasounds until it resolves. It could resolve at any time but typically sometime before age 6. So in a long nutshell...that's my boys story...thus far!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-5856160550358477785?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/5856160550358477785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/02/two-months.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/5856160550358477785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/5856160550358477785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/02/two-months.html' title='Two Months'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K2zD3IG1sKE/T0vI_I3VGEI/AAAAAAAACR4/Y0ecESoAXdE/s72-c/IMG_7761.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-8787864084209590491</id><published>2012-02-27T21:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-27T21:22:24.345-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nursery Tour (Take 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Tonight the final piece of artwork was (finally) hung up in&amp;nbsp;&lt;strike&gt;Buggy&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mason's nursery which means the nursery is officially complete!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/-DKQYBVm8GF4/T0vRFxVUnAI/AAAAAAAACS4/o9jgIG9F5Jo/s1600/IMG_7725.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DKQYBVm8GF4/T0vRFxVUnAI/AAAAAAAACS4/o9jgIG9F5Jo/s320/IMG_7725.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The view when you enter Mason's room.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8lWUp-hWSJg/T0vRJ1EpS4I/AAAAAAAACTA/8VHIGt3LKkE/s1600/IMG_7727.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8lWUp-hWSJg/T0vRJ1EpS4I/AAAAAAAACTA/8VHIGt3LKkE/s320/IMG_7727.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The black knobs are new on his changing table...I love 'em!!!&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z-_JFDJyKP4/T0vRNjjUCsI/AAAAAAAACTI/hH2U868iRcw/s1600/IMG_7730.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z-_JFDJyKP4/T0vRNjjUCsI/AAAAAAAACTI/hH2U868iRcw/s320/IMG_7730.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Buggy's ultrasound picture was replaced :)&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-41NXV29BI_4/T0vRbMW_dtI/AAAAAAAACTQ/DMGNVDNlh8A/s1600/IMG_7732.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-41NXV29BI_4/T0vRbMW_dtI/AAAAAAAACTQ/DMGNVDNlh8A/s320/IMG_7732.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The bookshelf filled up nicely. And the laundry and toy baskets came out of the closet.&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/-Ck-c8DGO1hI/T0wyFjZkmZI/AAAAAAAACUQ/DWPrBfwB4tk/s1600/IMG_7801.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ck-c8DGO1hI/T0wyFjZkmZI/AAAAAAAACUQ/DWPrBfwB4tk/s320/IMG_7801.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mason's name and artwork on the wall behind the rocker are both new additions.&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/-62RBCICWICg/T0vRo0zZGaI/AAAAAAAACTg/ZUiFsDNcoUg/s1600/IMG_7737.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-62RBCICWICg/T0vRo0zZGaI/AAAAAAAACTg/ZUiFsDNcoUg/s320/IMG_7737.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.usababy.com/twelve-timbers-funky-letter-z-baby-pink-funky-twelve-timbers.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;Close-Up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;of the new addition.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1PIAycTAxMk/T0wyYkhkKAI/AAAAAAAACUY/zs48Lt5qXYI/s1600/IMG_7803.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1PIAycTAxMk/T0wyYkhkKAI/AAAAAAAACUY/zs48Lt5qXYI/s320/IMG_7803.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/vtdesigns"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;Close-Up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;of the new additions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(The elephant picture says...First we had each other, Then we had you, Now we have everything).&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/-jRLsAndLFa0/T0vRtg_-DWI/AAAAAAAACTo/Qylmn9F6eoY/s1600/IMG_7738.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jRLsAndLFa0/T0vRtg_-DWI/AAAAAAAACTo/Qylmn9F6eoY/s320/IMG_7738.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bedding and 1 Samuel 1:27 phrase&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rubm8q5dITk/T0wzKvsV0SI/AAAAAAAACUg/dByVZqd5Zsk/s1600/IMG_7805.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rubm8q5dITk/T0wzKvsV0SI/AAAAAAAACUg/dByVZqd5Zsk/s320/IMG_7805.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Full shot of just the crib and bedding.&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/-OUZLBIvjwPs/T0vR1wU5ZOI/AAAAAAAACT4/8MYn_cdMpSc/s1600/IMG_7742.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OUZLBIvjwPs/T0vR1wU5ZOI/AAAAAAAACT4/8MYn_cdMpSc/s320/IMG_7742.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Closet and yet another new addition to the wall.&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/-i0u37mHXOa4/T0vR5WvviQI/AAAAAAAACUA/YuoFLVDttPo/s1600/IMG_7747.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i0u37mHXOa4/T0vR5WvviQI/AAAAAAAACUA/YuoFLVDttPo/s320/IMG_7747.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/62294326/custom-baby-birth-print"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;Close-Up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;of the new addition.&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/-9Y_PuadvVNk/T0vR8Oh02SI/AAAAAAAACUI/7DQFysNUMkg/s1600/IMG_7724.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9Y_PuadvVNk/T0vR8Oh02SI/AAAAAAAACUI/7DQFysNUMkg/s320/IMG_7724.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh yeah...its a BOY closet!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-8787864084209590491?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/8787864084209590491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/02/nursery-tour-take-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/8787864084209590491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/8787864084209590491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/02/nursery-tour-take-2.html' title='Nursery Tour (Take 2)'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DKQYBVm8GF4/T0vRFxVUnAI/AAAAAAAACS4/o9jgIG9F5Jo/s72-c/IMG_7725.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-994636674521959596</id><published>2012-02-27T13:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-27T15:35:52.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Short and Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;appy &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; Months To My Sweet Baby BOY!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(I will put up a 2 month post tomorrow after his doctor appointment).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Just got a call this morning that Mason's&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;VCUG&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;came back&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;NORMAL&lt;/b&gt;!!! So&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;thankful!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We had a busy weekend. We celebrated baby boy Vugteveen's upcoming arrival on Friday night. And on Saturday night we celebrated my sweet niece Addi's 4th birthday!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1P8-SGizHHo/T0vKukcmAaI/AAAAAAAACSA/xD-GTGumxGQ/s1600/IMG_7696.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1P8-SGizHHo/T0vKukcmAaI/AAAAAAAACSA/xD-GTGumxGQ/s320/IMG_7696.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All ready for cousin Addi's birthday party!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CGKttpMZQJI/T0vKzEI3IqI/AAAAAAAACSI/qsO-cwsY8J4/s1600/IMG_7705.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CGKttpMZQJI/T0vKzEI3IqI/AAAAAAAACSI/qsO-cwsY8J4/s320/IMG_7705.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kylynn, the birthday princess Addi, and Cambrey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;On Saturday afternoon &lt;strike&gt;we&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;I organized our storage rooms. When we started finishing the basement things just got thrown into both rooms so now that the basement is (mostly) finished I wanted to organized the rooms. And organize I did!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eK6jc33fYYI/T0vO0FPbYII/AAAAAAAACSo/Q97SOJWKH4U/s1600/IMG_7750.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eK6jc33fYYI/T0vO0FPbYII/AAAAAAAACSo/Q97SOJWKH4U/s320/IMG_7750.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh I love to organize!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yy6yYqyzTe4/T0vPCKVhGBI/AAAAAAAACSw/JW5rIJinsU0/s1600/IMG_7753.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yy6yYqyzTe4/T0vPCKVhGBI/AAAAAAAACSw/JW5rIJinsU0/s320/IMG_7753.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oh and a day last week I went to my mom's house and my sister happened to be there too. When I saw what Brinley was wearing I HAD to snap a picture...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TkbGI7AyFDE/T0vMj-Hfd0I/AAAAAAAACSY/Xo4vlEYGbjU/s1600/IMG_7506.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TkbGI7AyFDE/T0vMj-Hfd0I/AAAAAAAACSY/Xo4vlEYGbjU/s320/IMG_7506.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then Cambrey had to hang on to baby Mason which meant Cole wanted in on the action too so we threw Brinley in and snapped a picture of all 4...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nMVbevbW5us/T0vMngNf4AI/AAAAAAAACSg/uKx8b_JYgNw/s1600/IMG_7513.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nMVbevbW5us/T0vMngNf4AI/AAAAAAAACSg/uKx8b_JYgNw/s320/IMG_7513.JPG" width="320" /&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/2350904589595796480-994636674521959596?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/994636674521959596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/02/random-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/994636674521959596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/994636674521959596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/02/random-post.html' title='Short and Random'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1P8-SGizHHo/T0vKukcmAaI/AAAAAAAACSA/xD-GTGumxGQ/s72-c/IMG_7696.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-6925886824581591778</id><published>2012-02-24T12:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-24T12:02:50.371-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Will It Never Not Hurt</title><content type='html'>Last night while on Facebook I came across a baby announcement...a coworker of mine just found out (at what I believe was her 20 week ultrasound) that she is having twins...and twin girls at that. I read it to Brian and asked him...will it never not hurt? And he said probably not. Twin boys don't bother me. Boy/girl twins don't bother me. But it always stings when I hear of someone having twin girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it pry doesn't help that today marks the two year anniversary of finding out we were pregnant with the girls. Yep...me and dates...I don't forget 'em. But February 24, 2010 was &lt;i&gt;one&lt;/i&gt; of the best days of my life so why would I ever forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways here's a picture of my cutie pa-tootie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Anih9RYO_WU/T0fB1aah8oI/AAAAAAAACO4/B7c99gg2oyQ/s1600/IMG_7496.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Anih9RYO_WU/T0fB1aah8oI/AAAAAAAACO4/B7c99gg2oyQ/s320/IMG_7496.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;who always brings a smile to my face!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-6925886824581591778?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/6925886824581591778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/02/will-it-never-not-hurt.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/6925886824581591778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/6925886824581591778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/02/will-it-never-not-hurt.html' title='Will It Never Not Hurt'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Anih9RYO_WU/T0fB1aah8oI/AAAAAAAACO4/B7c99gg2oyQ/s72-c/IMG_7496.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-5007209182535535195</id><published>2012-02-22T16:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-22T16:09:05.832-05:00</updated><title type='text'>VCUG Update</title><content type='html'>Just got back from Mason's &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;VCUG&lt;/span&gt; procedure and very happy to say that my little boy is such an angel!!! He didn't make a peep...not even when they stuck the catheter in his lil peter. He just stared at his mommy and sucked on his paci. The peeps doing the procedure couldn't believe how good he was! Anyways the tech that did the procedure asked if we had any questions and I said no. But she did say that from what she could tell it didn't look like he had much if any reflux (YEA!!!) but that the radiologist would have the final say. She also said that he would read it today yet and that within 24-48 hours Mason's PCP would have the results. So here's to hoping we hear something by Friday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-5007209182535535195?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/5007209182535535195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/02/vcug-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/5007209182535535195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/5007209182535535195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/02/vcug-update.html' title='VCUG Update'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-745230126888763732</id><published>2012-02-21T18:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-21T18:43:10.517-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;6 Week Post-partum Check-Up News&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I didn't share my &lt;i&gt;wonderful&lt;/i&gt; news (from 2 weeks ago)!!! At my 6 week post-partum check-up guess what my blood pressure was...wait for it...112/72!!! Holy smokes...it hasn't been that low in ages! After seeing how excellent it was Dr. J asked me when my next regular (primary care) doctor appointment was and it just so happened that it was (or is) scheduled for early March. So because it was in March Dr J said to stop taking my blood pressure pills about 2 weeks prior to the appointment. And then he is going to leave it up to my PCP to decide whether I need to be put back on something or not. Not going to lie though...after my 6 week check-up I stopped taking my night dose of labetalol. (I hated remembering to take it twice a day. Nurses are the worst at following directions :o))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mason's Kidney Business Update&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We go in tomorrow for Mason's VCUG. And then we should get the results within a day or two after his appointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Basement Update&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are almost finished (finally!!!) with our basement. We started the whole process last May (about a week after the BFP) but decided early on to just take our time and take our time we did. Carpet was installed (3 days before baptism) so now the only things left to do are counter tops and plumbing. Oh and Brian is going to do a row of tile above the counter in the bar area. As for furnishing the basement...we went couch shopping this weekend...and purchased one yesterday!!! We got an awesome deal on it and it was &lt;i&gt;just&lt;/i&gt; what we wanted. Now just shopping around for bar stools, a serving tray to set on the ottoman (so peeps have something to set their drinks on), blinds, curtains (for in front of the door), and throw pillows. Wall decorations will have to wait. Although the hubby has done a little wall decorating of his own already...when I take some pictures you will totally know what I mean :o). We plan on moving our upstairs entertainment center downstairs along with the T.V. which means we need to shop around for a smaller T.V. and stand to put upstairs. But we're trying to keep everything in a reasonable price range which means we're in no hurry. So yeah stay tuned for pictures once everything is complete!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-745230126888763732?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/745230126888763732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/02/some-updates.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/745230126888763732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/745230126888763732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/02/some-updates.html' title='Some Updates'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-5699279427771326741</id><published>2012-02-15T10:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T10:25:43.228-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How To "Be There" For Your Friend (who lost a child)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Katie from&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://therowefam.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;Katie's Keepers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;wrote such a beautiful post the other day that I just had to share (&lt;strike&gt;some&lt;/strike&gt; most of it)...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;This has been on my mind for a long time now, and it's time to step out in faith and write about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Sometimes I get asked, "What can I do for my friend who just lost her baby? I hurt for them so badly, but I have no idea what to do or say..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Everyone is so different in their grief, so I'm by no means speaking for every woman. From what I've observed though there are several common themes among families who have lost children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Of course you know your friend the best so think about what she likes or what would mean a lot to her. Make whatever you do personal and unique to her and her family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Start a name gallery for them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Make a meal for them one night and/or organize friends to bring them meals for a few weeks. Our church had two people deliver the meals so we didn't have to deal with seeing a lot of people. This was a wonderful thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Be there be there be there. Do not shy away. My friends wanted to be there for me so badly but had no clue what to do. They felt helpless, but there really is a lot you can do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Hug, cry with them, listen, and let them say anything to you. Their emotions are everywhere and will be for a long time. You feel such loss for your friend. Tell her this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Be there with them in their pain. It's a hard place to be but this is where they need you. Remember right now to them their lives are over. They have lost their most precious treasure.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Music was very healing to me. I received a few Cds like Selah's "You Deliver Me" and Steven Curtis Chapman's "Beauty Will Rise." They are wonderful! I also love Kari Jobe's music.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Several friends sent me cards with Scripture on them. I still have them up in my bedroom and use some of them as bookmarks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I received jewelry with Reese's name or initials on it. I wear something almost every day that connects with Reese in some way. A charm necklace or a bracelet is a good idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Those close to me shared what the LORD was teaching them through our loss. Your friend will be seeking truth, and GOD's word is the only thing that will provide this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Do NOT EVER EVER say, "Everything happens for a reason or good will come from this." It is not comforting to anyone and usually just shuts people down. Some things should just be left to the LORD to instill in hearts. I'm SO thankful no one said this to me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Do NOT say, "GOD never promised an easy life." Unfortunately people did say this to me, and all I could think was, "I never said He did."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Let them know you will always remember her sweet babies. Did she name them? Did you see pictures? Say their names often. I know this can feel strange, but to them it isn't I promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Talk about how handsome/beautiful he/she was (if you saw them or pictures), and how special they are...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Affirm what wonderful parents they are to their babies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Call, text, or email every day or every other day just to say I love you. Send a card in the mail to let them know you are thinking of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Remember every month the exact day their baby was born and passed away (especially the first year) and let them know you are thinking of them. Donate to something important to you in their honor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Always be available. This was one of the most important things to me. Several people offered to go to lunch or coffee. Know your friend may not ever accept, but it's still important. Just knowing people are there gives some security.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I hope this helps!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;All of these things validate the precious life that is in Heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Follow your heart as you know your friend. They need family and friends now more than ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I couldn't have said it any better!!! Thanks Katie!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-5699279427771326741?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/5699279427771326741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/02/how-to-be-there-for-your-friend-who.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/5699279427771326741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/5699279427771326741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/02/how-to-be-there-for-your-friend-who.html' title='How To &quot;Be There&quot; For Your Friend (who lost a child)'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-8696061197289477082</id><published>2012-02-14T22:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T12:21:37.853-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy LOVE Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Even though Mason and I didn't do &lt;strike&gt;anything&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;much today he still wore his special Valentine's Day shirt &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;day long!!! Why...because it was from his friend Will who sent it all the way from Colorado...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J8cOGMJk1qc/TzsL3FxsrCI/AAAAAAAACN4/cPmg8uTtqVM/s1600/IMG_7420.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J8cOGMJk1qc/TzsL3FxsrCI/AAAAAAAACN4/cPmg8uTtqVM/s320/IMG_7420.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My little "&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;HEART BREAKER&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gzm-DnOcRbY/TzsL4xtf2sI/AAAAAAAACOA/NdZ9NNnRZ0Y/s1600/IMG_7412.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gzm-DnOcRbY/TzsL4xtf2sI/AAAAAAAACOA/NdZ9NNnRZ0Y/s320/IMG_7412.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Please ladies...don't touch the paci!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ij7tACpsBA4/TzsL7B9BANI/AAAAAAAACOI/aQPDSdVtrtM/s1600/IMG_7413.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ij7tACpsBA4/TzsL7B9BANI/AAAAAAAACOI/aQPDSdVtrtM/s320/IMG_7413.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Better use all 5 fingers since &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;both&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; my eyes are closed."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian and I don't normally do much for Valentine's Day besides getting each other cards. The first year we were married we were on a plane most of the day, the second year I had just been implanted, and last year I worked (which means I didn't get home until 8pm). So this year we decided to do dinner (with Mason in tow). But since neither of us like to wait long to eat...we decided to go out last night instead. We went to Outback Steakhouse (giftcard in hand!!!) and got the Valentines Special...an appetizer, two 8oz sizzlers that came with a side and a side salad, and cheesecake for dessert. It was delicious!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always say &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; gifts and normally we stick to the plan but last Friday when I was at the mall I saw a Michigan beer mug that I just had to get the hubby. (He wants to decorate the downstairs bar area with some Michigan stuff). So when the hubby got home and saw the present he shook his head at me and said he was not opening the present. I then reminded him that we said &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; gifts at Christmas but that he still got me something. His response was...Valentine's Day is different. I told him that his gift was an impulse buy from just last week and that made him a bit happier. Happy to say that he loved it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner tonight Mason and I went over to my parent's house to see some of his big cousins. Grandma (and Papa) had the 5 oldest grandchildren over for a little V-Day party. Mason had a great time but his favorite part of the night was giving his cousins their Valentines Day card and nerd sticks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G1KIayISQS8/TzsL-cehmnI/AAAAAAAACOQ/8lGU_avW2tg/s1600/IMG_7425.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G1KIayISQS8/TzsL-cehmnI/AAAAAAAACOQ/8lGU_avW2tg/s320/IMG_7425.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The big girls sporting their new tanks...plus&amp;nbsp;Coley boy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DxJ2jSxZNys/TzsMAyRIgmI/AAAAAAAACOY/LUKPTGNhc3I/s1600/IMG_7434.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DxJ2jSxZNys/TzsMAyRIgmI/AAAAAAAACOY/LUKPTGNhc3I/s320/IMG_7434.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cole, Cambrey, Easton, Addi, and Kylynn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bwe0OR1Cc0s/TzsMCePkF8I/AAAAAAAACOg/DR-P-pX0xKM/s1600/IMG_7435.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bwe0OR1Cc0s/TzsMCePkF8I/AAAAAAAACOg/DR-P-pX0xKM/s320/IMG_7435.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Addi, Mason, and Papa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ydX9uos4gDg/TzsMEdJ2YVI/AAAAAAAACOo/_qXnOlhhv7U/s1600/IMG_7440.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ydX9uos4gDg/TzsMEdJ2YVI/AAAAAAAACOo/_qXnOlhhv7U/s320/IMG_7440.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks Papa and Gma...I &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;LOVE&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; my new shirt and book!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-8696061197289477082?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/8696061197289477082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/02/happy-love-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/8696061197289477082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/8696061197289477082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/02/happy-love-day.html' title='Happy LOVE Day'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J8cOGMJk1qc/TzsL3FxsrCI/AAAAAAAACN4/cPmg8uTtqVM/s72-c/IMG_7420.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-3537464023575243271</id><published>2012-02-14T16:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T16:57:47.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'>(Mason's) Kidney Ultrasound Appointment</title><content type='html'>So yesterday my mom and I trooped it down to Helen DeVos Children's Hospital for the little man's renal (kidney) ultrasound. He did great. Only fussed a little bit when he was sick of being on his tummy. (They ultrasounded both his belly and his back to get all views of his kidneys). As we were leaving the ultrasound tech said that the hospital would have the results to Dr. M's office by the end of the day and that&amp;nbsp;within the week the office would call me with the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I got my call first thing this morning and the news wasn't bad but it also wasn't great. I was hoping to hear that everything was resolved and that we could close the door on hydronephrosis but thats not the case. When Mason was in utero they called his hydronephrosis mild and on a scale of 1-4 (1 being the most mild)...his was a grade 1. Well when the nurse called today with the ultrasound results she called it a grade 2. And went on to say that Mason now needs to have a &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;VCUG&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Voiding Cystourethrogram) performed. The nurse was real sweet and asked if I would prefer Dr. M to call me back to go into detail about why he needs this test but I told her I knew what a &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;VCUG&lt;/span&gt; was and that I was okay to move forward with setting up an appointment. She said that Dr. M thought I would say that :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who don't know what a &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;VCUG&lt;/span&gt; is...I'll try to explain it as clearly as I can (otherwise you can always google it). First off this test will also be done at Helen DeVos Children's Hospital. (And I thought I was done with HDVCH until I went back to work...ha). Anyways a catheter will be inserted into Mason's penis and some contrast (a clear liquid) will be pushed through the catheter into his bladder and then a radiology tech will take some pictures of his bladder and kidneys. What they are looking for is to see if any urine refluxes back up into his kidneys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If some urine does in fact reflux back up into his kidneys then Mason will need to be put on&amp;nbsp;prophylactic antibiotics to prevent any kidney infections. A kidney infection would develop from bacteria entering his bladder via his&amp;nbsp;urethra. And then if he does have hydronephrosis then that bacteria could continue to travel back up his ureter (Mason's hydronephrosis is only one sided...I just don't remember what side) and into his kidney.&amp;nbsp;Obviously a kidney infection could damage Mason's kidney which is why Mason would be put on antibiotics. More often that not though children with lower grades of hydronephrosis out grow it (it being the hydronephrosis).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we're praying with this more "invasive test" that Mason's hydronephrosis will be ruled out. But if it confirms what the ultrasound shows we pray the hydronephrosis is still a grade 2 (or less) because then he will just have to be on an antibiotic until he out grows it. If it shows a worse grade (like a grade 4) then he would most likely need surgery. But a &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;VCUG&lt;/span&gt; does not typically show a worse grade (thank goodness). So worse case&amp;nbsp;scenario&amp;nbsp;is that Mason will be on daily antibiotics (again until he out grows the hydronephrosis). I don't know when a child typically out grows it but my best guess would be within the first two years of life. So I'm thinking that this might not be his last &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;VCUG&lt;/span&gt;...poor boy. I know that things could be much worse but as a parent you just hate for anything to be wrong with your child. But it is what it is so just praying for the best&amp;nbsp;outcome&amp;nbsp;possible.&amp;nbsp;I should hear back from my office tomorrow about his appointment date. Hoping its within the next two weeks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for my Valentine's Day post which I hope to post later tonight!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-3537464023575243271?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/3537464023575243271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/02/masons-kidney-ultrasound-appointment.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/3537464023575243271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/3537464023575243271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/02/masons-kidney-ultrasound-appointment.html' title='(Mason&apos;s) Kidney Ultrasound Appointment'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-1143956008384903279</id><published>2012-02-13T22:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T22:12:58.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mason Dale - A Child of God</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Yesterday was a &lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt; special day. Special because our little miracle was baptized!!! And what made it even more special was that he was baptized from the same old styrofoam cup (and by the same Pastor) as his big sissy's. Oh and the fact that we were surrounded by our amazing family and a few close friends added to the special-ness of it all!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But let me stop here a minute and blog about something a "little" off subject. On Saturday morning I woke up and the first thing I said to Brian was..."do you remember what happened exactly two years ago from today?" Of course Brian had no idea so I proceeded to tell him that exactly two years ago Mason was first created. (February 11, 2010 was the day of our retrieval)!!! Brian's response...you and your dates!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Then on Saturday night as I was drifting off to sleep I was thinking about not only what an amazing gift my little boy is but also how different it is being an Earthly parent (compared to being an Angel parent). Both are hard but in&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;completely&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;different ways. One of the biggest differences with being an Earthly parent is the worry that comes with it. You pray your child doesn't get a deadly disease. You pray your child doesn't get seriously hurt in a motor vehicle accident. But more than anything else you pray that your child grows to love the Lord with all his (or her) heart.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/-UHWqR5NoEUo/TzkJ7cB9frI/AAAAAAAACMo/d1hlmYEbcpw/s1600/IMG_7285.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UHWqR5NoEUo/TzkJ7cB9frI/AAAAAAAACMo/d1hlmYEbcpw/s320/IMG_7285.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My happy boy before heading to church.&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;And on a side note this is the same outfit that Brian wore at his baptism...besides the booties (I bought them)...and the blanket (that was made just for Mason)!!!&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;Mason Dale, I baptize you in the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhX7SB52Hg/TzkJt_H3D4I/AAAAAAAACMY/YlTRfBtI0yY/s1600/DSC_0742.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhX7SB52Hg/TzkJt_H3D4I/AAAAAAAACMY/YlTRfBtI0yY/s1600/DSC_0742.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8HRLRp2vGZ4/TzkJvMvPm1I/AAAAAAAACMg/pfEVm0SF2wo/s1600/DSC_0747.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8HRLRp2vGZ4/TzkJvMvPm1I/AAAAAAAACMg/pfEVm0SF2wo/s1600/DSC_0747.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;After church we headed back to our house for some lunch (and cake) with our family and a few friends. As you can see by quite a few of the following pictures...Mason&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;LOVES&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;his paci :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gZdalVB3Lmk/TzkKOs0BGkI/AAAAAAAACMw/abo1HNnv14Y/s1600/IMG_7333.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gZdalVB3Lmk/TzkKOs0BGkI/AAAAAAAACMw/abo1HNnv14Y/s320/IMG_7333.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DNN_p2lMgRc/TzkKR6y2z3I/AAAAAAAACM4/jEMzIWsOiAs/s1600/IMG_7334.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DNN_p2lMgRc/TzkKR6y2z3I/AAAAAAAACM4/jEMzIWsOiAs/s320/IMG_7334.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Once again...4 generations. My grandpa Scholma, my mom, me, and Mason.&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/-Rz13zoXlwAU/TzkLH9Th_ZI/AAAAAAAACNA/HNbdn2W5a58/s1600/IMG_7341.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rz13zoXlwAU/TzkLH9Th_ZI/AAAAAAAACNA/HNbdn2W5a58/s320/IMG_7341.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Papa and Gma Vugteveen with all the grandchildren...Kylynn with Mason, Cambrey, Addi, Brinley, Cole, and Easton.&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/-Hm3DOvSjFmg/TzkLVIdQtPI/AAAAAAAACNI/4S1r8SMcHyU/s1600/IMG_7357.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hm3DOvSjFmg/TzkLVIdQtPI/AAAAAAAACNI/4S1r8SMcHyU/s320/IMG_7357.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Gpa and Gma H. (Hence what Mason looks like&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;without his paci).&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/-kyfng-2GrLQ/TzkL6jeJi8I/AAAAAAAACNY/RDJHnDP2cO4/s1600/IMG_7345.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kyfng-2GrLQ/TzkL6jeJi8I/AAAAAAAACNY/RDJHnDP2cO4/s320/IMG_7345.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What a beautiful Child of God!!!&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: left;"&gt;And for your giggling pleasure...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kS3w6Y3xO5o/TznMumXKpTI/AAAAAAAACNo/ms3OKf1CgWM/s1600/IMG_7177.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kS3w6Y3xO5o/TznMumXKpTI/AAAAAAAACNo/ms3OKf1CgWM/s1600/IMG_7177.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;As you can tell from the above pictures...the cap did&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;NOT&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;make the final cut :o) Although I would &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; to sneak a peak at a picture of&amp;nbsp;Brian in it!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-1143956008384903279?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/1143956008384903279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/02/mason-dale-child-of-god_13.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/1143956008384903279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/1143956008384903279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/02/mason-dale-child-of-god_13.html' title='Mason Dale - A Child of God'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UHWqR5NoEUo/TzkJ7cB9frI/AAAAAAAACMo/d1hlmYEbcpw/s72-c/IMG_7285.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-582209056505802654</id><published>2012-02-13T07:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T07:57:29.204-05:00</updated><title type='text'>February the 13th...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;will&lt;i&gt; always&lt;/i&gt; hold a special place in my heart. And this is why...exactly 2 years ago these two little embabies changed my life forever...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/-3MEUp2t_HJc/TzVszLB0wBI/AAAAAAAACI0/G_3furOc-qM/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3MEUp2t_HJc/TzVszLB0wBI/AAAAAAAACI0/G_3furOc-qM/s320/004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Wow. Two years. It's hard for me to believe that it really has been two years since I was implanted with my precious baby girls. I found the quote below on someone's Facebook page and I thought it so very fitting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/-uVNBWOj4KmY/TzR2backLPI/AAAAAAAACIs/jcSrJlpuDTA/s1600/424901_10150654484931159_773261158_11363849_1527316655_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uVNBWOj4KmY/TzR2backLPI/AAAAAAAACIs/jcSrJlpuDTA/s1600/424901_10150654484931159_773261158_11363849_1527316655_n.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: left;"&gt;Isn't this the truth. I had 105 minutes with Alayna and 75 minutes with Ella. But I have had (approximately) 14,196 hours (or 851,760 minutes) to spend thinking of them. Again...wow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The other day at counseling I was telling my counselor how just the other week Mason had had his first play date. It was a boys only play date because my friends only have little boys! But a comment was said that made me a little sad. I &lt;b&gt;KNOW&lt;/b&gt; this friend meant no harm so I just shook the comment off and changed the subject. But the comment was this..."I wonder who is going to have the first girl in the group." I wanted to say&amp;nbsp;that I already did. But like I said I didn't want to make a fuss so I just left it be. My counselor said..."its just my mom instinct wanting them to be recognized and remembered." But I know just because I live every single day knowing that I lost two precious little girls...doesn't mean everyone else does too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I thought of you today, but that is nothing new.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I thought about you yesterday, and days before that too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I think of you in silence, I often speak your name.&lt;/i&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;i&gt;A&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;ll I have are memories and a picture in a frame.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Your memory is a keepsake, from which I'll never part.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;God has you in His arms. I have you in my heart.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Author Unknown)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-582209056505802654?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/582209056505802654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-13th.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/582209056505802654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/582209056505802654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-13th.html' title='February the 13th...'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3MEUp2t_HJc/TzVszLB0wBI/AAAAAAAACI0/G_3furOc-qM/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-7169550605231309743</id><published>2012-02-11T10:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T10:03:59.308-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mason's First Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mason attended his very first wedding last night at the ripe &lt;strike&gt;old&lt;/strike&gt; "young" age of 6 weeks!!! My younger cousin Amanda tied the knot :o) It was a beautiful wedding but wouldn't you know after an &lt;i&gt;extremely&lt;/i&gt; mild winter...her wedding took place on an &lt;i&gt;extremely&lt;/i&gt; cold and icy evening. The roads were horrible...much like they were on my own wedding day. There must be something about Vugteveen girls and winter weddings!&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NQCfklOUiVM/TzZ9LSyMvmI/AAAAAAAACL4/Ajrf-RNkhvE/s1600/IMG_7277.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NQCfklOUiVM/TzZ9LSyMvmI/AAAAAAAACL4/Ajrf-RNkhvE/s320/IMG_7277.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My handsome boy just before heading out for the wedding.&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: left;"&gt;Mason (as always) was perfect. He slept through the entire ceremony! I was a bit worried he might wake up because as soon as we sat down (in the very back mind you)...I smelled a dirty diaper. (And Mason does not like sitting in a dirty diaper). But he snoozed though the whole service so I waited to change him until afterwards. He fell back to sleep as soon as I put him back in his car seat but shortly after arriving at the reception he woke up. I fed him his bottle but go figure the bottle didn't fill him up so off I went to find a bathroom to top him off.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I went downstairs to where I thought the bathroom would be but it most definitely was not. I didn't feel like trooping around trying to find the bathroom so I sat in a little closet that happened to have a chair in it. Oh the places you will feed a child! I got a little worried that someone would come downstairs in search of a bathroom (just like I did) and also like I did...would open the "closet" door (to where I was feeding). So when I heard voices coming downstairs I looked at the door and saw a lock. So yep...you guessed it I locked myself in. And good thing because not more than a minute later I heard someone say...check that door to see if it's the bathroom. Whew...that would have been embarrassing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/-rr6HeA_n1c4/TzZ9OkkoDKI/AAAAAAAACMA/q8tWkKVXIgs/s1600/IMG_7279.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rr6HeA_n1c4/TzZ9OkkoDKI/AAAAAAAACMA/q8tWkKVXIgs/s320/IMG_7279.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The hubby and I.&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/-2Vqw6CyNOUk/TzZ9Q00KAXI/AAAAAAAACMI/UKJ8RqSl9u0/s1600/IMG_7280.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2Vqw6CyNOUk/TzZ9Q00KAXI/AAAAAAAACMI/UKJ8RqSl9u0/s320/IMG_7280.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Me with Mason, my sis-in-law's Kristi and Jana, and my sis Courtney&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/-UmGFTrObLmI/TzZ9S91z9uI/AAAAAAAACMQ/skhFvNuKDE0/s1600/IMG_7282.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UmGFTrObLmI/TzZ9S91z9uI/AAAAAAAACMQ/skhFvNuKDE0/s320/IMG_7282.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mommy and her little man!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-7169550605231309743?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/7169550605231309743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/02/masons-first-wedding.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/7169550605231309743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/7169550605231309743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/02/masons-first-wedding.html' title='Mason&apos;s First Wedding'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NQCfklOUiVM/TzZ9LSyMvmI/AAAAAAAACL4/Ajrf-RNkhvE/s72-c/IMG_7277.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-277075889428457340</id><published>2012-02-10T15:55:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T16:11:08.239-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday (Mason) Favorites...</title><content type='html'>This boy &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;loves&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;SLEEP&lt;/span&gt;...(anywhere and anytime). He &lt;i&gt;definitely&lt;/i&gt; takes after his mama in this department :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KvqlCXPwn3o/TzV8r1EyutI/AAAAAAAACKY/bxJba8Bi2I0/s1600/IMG_0463.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KvqlCXPwn3o/TzV8r1EyutI/AAAAAAAACKY/bxJba8Bi2I0/s320/IMG_0463.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Old pic but...) in his sleeper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8oD4Ofva3r8/TzV6l2D0taI/AAAAAAAACJg/G8jpTHIIGc4/s1600/IMG_7128.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8oD4Ofva3r8/TzV6l2D0taI/AAAAAAAACJg/G8jpTHIIGc4/s320/IMG_7128.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On his boppy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jpoPnqe3kDE/TzV6qB_-vxI/AAAAAAAACJo/wqdyRWrkWe4/s1600/IMG_7131.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jpoPnqe3kDE/TzV6qB_-vxI/AAAAAAAACJo/wqdyRWrkWe4/s320/IMG_7131.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In his car seat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1GOUBBsNM_s/TzV6xZuF2AI/AAAAAAAACJw/M4XwdBWn0iQ/s1600/IMG_7167.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1GOUBBsNM_s/TzV6xZuF2AI/AAAAAAAACJw/M4XwdBWn0iQ/s320/IMG_7167.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On his play mat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T_oM0JWMCR0/TzV64LCYQRI/AAAAAAAACJ4/N2nIJJ5qWfw/s1600/IMG_7210.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T_oM0JWMCR0/TzV64LCYQRI/AAAAAAAACJ4/N2nIJJ5qWfw/s320/IMG_7210.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In mommy and daddy's bed (only during nap time).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i4fYIf5IXnI/TzV7M6NTlkI/AAAAAAAACKA/IrsUtKwrSDQ/s1600/IMG_6967.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i4fYIf5IXnI/TzV7M6NTlkI/AAAAAAAACKA/IrsUtKwrSDQ/s320/IMG_6967.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In daddy's arms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-epwdpRCGhNc/TzV9DhE-6kI/AAAAAAAACKg/uo3TrK7R3sc/s1600/IMG_0715.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-epwdpRCGhNc/TzV9DhE-6kI/AAAAAAAACKg/uo3TrK7R3sc/s320/IMG_0715.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On mommy's chest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mu2FLUTYfYg/TzV7s46EWPI/AAAAAAAACKI/02007hOuDko/s1600/IMG_6607.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mu2FLUTYfYg/TzV7s46EWPI/AAAAAAAACKI/02007hOuDko/s320/IMG_6607.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In his stroller.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MQA6uIXXpWI/TzV78bMcFgI/AAAAAAAACKQ/dU8t0StnBR4/s1600/IMG_6814.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MQA6uIXXpWI/TzV78bMcFgI/AAAAAAAACKQ/dU8t0StnBR4/s320/IMG_6814.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And in his bouncer!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;loves&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to suck his fingers (if his pipe has fallen out).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ItU4KiSjESY/TzV_wqORjkI/AAAAAAAACKo/-y-3pho5DUU/s1600/IMG_7165.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ItU4KiSjESY/TzV_wqORjkI/AAAAAAAACKo/-y-3pho5DUU/s320/IMG_7165.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; loves&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; smiling at his mama (while daddy takes an "okay" picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yPEeFbgveNQ/TzWBEvs4E1I/AAAAAAAACLI/Ztcv181-eHU/s1600/IMG_7258.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yPEeFbgveNQ/TzWBEvs4E1I/AAAAAAAACLI/Ztcv181-eHU/s320/IMG_7258.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;loves&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to eat (bottle or booby).&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thought it more appropriate to post a bottle picture ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wHv1HRaVFwY/TzWFQSckgtI/AAAAAAAACLo/p6euPvytWEw/s1600/IMG_7237.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wHv1HRaVFwY/TzWFQSckgtI/AAAAAAAACLo/p6euPvytWEw/s1600/IMG_7237.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Getting every&lt;b&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;last&lt;b&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;drop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A273dp--yZw/TzWBt6ShjpI/AAAAAAAACLY/_o6MAthQSUM/s1600/IMG_7244.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A273dp--yZw/TzWBt6ShjpI/AAAAAAAACLY/_o6MAthQSUM/s320/IMG_7244.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Booby milk induced coma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he&lt;span style="font-size: large; font-style: italic;"&gt; loves &lt;/span&gt;his tongue...(just like his big cousin Cambrey)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KwxEiRS5D6E/TzWFk74b19I/AAAAAAAACLw/Mfl3s0sD_5Q/s1600/IMG_7195.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KwxEiRS5D6E/TzWFk74b19I/AAAAAAAACLw/Mfl3s0sD_5Q/s1600/IMG_7195.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L91B4iayEEI/TzWAet85eeI/AAAAAAAACK4/nlkQPR6AefQ/s1600/IMG_7201.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L91B4iayEEI/TzWAet85eeI/AAAAAAAACK4/nlkQPR6AefQ/s320/IMG_7201.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EUK3mKZGg-c/TzWAgBrbQFI/AAAAAAAACLA/7H5OhUbo4iQ/s1600/IMG_7205.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EUK3mKZGg-c/TzWAgBrbQFI/AAAAAAAACLA/7H5OhUbo4iQ/s320/IMG_7205.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PPVzKVP_IZE/TzWDigIskNI/AAAAAAAACLg/Y-miQbxRR34/s1600/153_508437619885_11401644_30987555_2890_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PPVzKVP_IZE/TzWDigIskNI/AAAAAAAACLg/Y-miQbxRR34/s320/153_508437619885_11401644_30987555_2890_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cambrey and Kylynn (in 2007)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-277075889428457340?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/277075889428457340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/02/friday-mason-favorites.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/277075889428457340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/277075889428457340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/02/friday-mason-favorites.html' title='Friday (Mason) Favorites...'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KvqlCXPwn3o/TzV8r1EyutI/AAAAAAAACKY/bxJba8Bi2I0/s72-c/IMG_0463.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-913516489577137046</id><published>2012-02-07T13:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T16:30:12.889-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Story (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>So when I last left off we were awaiting our fourth implantation.&amp;nbsp;Well that implantation happened on April 12, 2011. Three little embryos were dethawed (&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;THREE&lt;/span&gt; because one of the first two did &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; make it through the dethawing process) and on April 22 (which happened to be Good Friday that year) we received the news that we were once again expecting!!! Thrilled does not even begin to describe what we felt. We could &lt;i&gt;finally&lt;/i&gt; breathe again after a nerve-wracking 2 week wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that "breath" didn't last long. My pregnancy was the longest 10 months of our lives and boy oh boy was it ever&amp;nbsp;stressful. But after 44 doctor appointments (which included 24 ultrasounds and 15 non-stress tests), 20 counseling sessions (with a pregnancy after loss counselor), 8 prenatal massages, and 10 weeks worth of shots (8 of them being IM booty shots) the most precious little boy entered into our lives. Mason Dale Helmholdt arrived on December 27, 2011 at 11:13am. He weighed in at 9lbs 5oz and measured 21in long. &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;BEST&lt;/span&gt; (late) Christmas present &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;ever&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday we hope to add to our (Earthly) family of three&amp;nbsp;but for now we want to enjoy this time with Mason. But since I am a planner I will admit that questions have been asked about baby &lt;strike&gt;#&amp;nbsp;2&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;#5 and when we're good and ready we pray that God will bless us with another healthy baby. Our constant prayer is that our last sweet lil embie (currently in storage) will want to join our family of 3. If not then we will pursue another fresh cycle of &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;IVF&lt;/span&gt;. But with a fresh cycle comes all the same concerns that we had the first go around. Bottom line is that its all in God's Hands...so we're letting GO and letting HIM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-913516489577137046?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/913516489577137046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/02/our-story-part-2.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/913516489577137046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/913516489577137046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/02/our-story-part-2.html' title='Our Story (Part 2)'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-648962402833028796</id><published>2012-02-04T13:04:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T14:05:10.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Smiles for Mommy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3My6X8YMaiU/Ty1zag8oJnI/AAAAAAAACGA/kSGloSgi2Gk/s1600/IMG_7149.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3My6X8YMaiU/Ty1zag8oJnI/AAAAAAAACGA/kSGloSgi2Gk/s1600/IMG_7149.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;How &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;CUTE&lt;/span&gt; am I (&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; a question...just a statement)!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-648962402833028796?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/648962402833028796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/02/smiles-for-mommy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/648962402833028796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/648962402833028796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/02/smiles-for-mommy.html' title='Smiles for Mommy'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3My6X8YMaiU/Ty1zag8oJnI/AAAAAAAACGA/kSGloSgi2Gk/s72-c/IMG_7149.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-8387066602985554635</id><published>2012-02-02T21:15:00.139-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T14:04:17.807-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mason's First Play Date</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BACKGROUND TO FIRST PLAY DATE:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Two of my girlfriends had little boys (Ezra and Jude) a few months before I was due with&amp;nbsp;the girls. And before I went into preterm labor we always talked about how fun it would be to have play dates with all the little ones. But as they well know it was really hard for me to even be around their little ones after I lost the girls. Then shortly after losing the girls I got news that Ezra was going to be a big brother. (Josiah was born this past April). Then after I lost Luke...I found out that another one of my girlfriends was expecting the end of September. (Cohen arrived the end of August).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;With all the news of more babies it seemed like my time would &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NEVER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; come. But as we all know I found out the end of April that Brian and I were (praise the Lord) once again expecting too. But before I announced anything I found out that Jude was going to become a big brother. My friend Rach was due a mere 4 weeks before me. And another good friend of mine (but not in this group) also told me&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;after I found out I was pregnant that she too was pregnant and due in early November. With the exception of Josiah...everyone else waited for the big surprise and who would have guessed that 4 little boys would pop out...Cohen then Will then Rhys and finally &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;MASON&lt;/span&gt;!!! All I can say is Mason is going to have so much fun growing up with so many friends his age!!! Oh and on a totally different friend note (at church in the past year alone) there are already 6 little boys (and 2 little girls) Mason's age plus two more boys coming between now and March. It's raining boys!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So anyways some of my girlfriends came over this past Monday with their &lt;strike&gt;children&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;boys in tow for a little play date. The first of many!!! Hopefully Ezra and Josiah can join in the fun next go around (unfortunately they don't live around here).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/-devnu4NyIQ4/TytDtb7W-mI/AAAAAAAACFw/tpDJ5FMUXgk/s1600/IMG_7056+(1).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-devnu4NyIQ4/TytDtb7W-mI/AAAAAAAACFw/tpDJ5FMUXgk/s1600/IMG_7056+(1).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jude, Rhys, Mason, and Cohen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--dyG1IQvZ5g/Tys31tC6ufI/AAAAAAAACEQ/2CYmu1CLzNg/s1600/IMG_7066.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--dyG1IQvZ5g/Tys31tC6ufI/AAAAAAAACEQ/2CYmu1CLzNg/s320/IMG_7066.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Friends!!!&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: left;"&gt;And Ame...Mason is really looking forward to hanging out with (and officially meeting) Will in March :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-8387066602985554635?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/8387066602985554635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/02/masons-first-play-date.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/8387066602985554635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/8387066602985554635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/02/masons-first-play-date.html' title='Mason&apos;s First Play Date'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-devnu4NyIQ4/TytDtb7W-mI/AAAAAAAACFw/tpDJ5FMUXgk/s72-c/IMG_7056+(1).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-854901319216470644</id><published>2012-01-31T14:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T14:37:49.072-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking Back at that First Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;For some reason the other day I went back and&amp;nbsp;read my very first post...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-dont-like-roller-coasters-but-that-is.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;It's A Roller Coaster Kind of Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. It brought tears to my eyes. It's crazy how fast life changes. One minute I was pregnant with twin girls. The next minute my life was turned upside down. Now a &lt;strike&gt;few minutes&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;year and a half later I am holding my precious Rainbow baby in my arms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hbBXVyOWpn0/Tyg78J8NRkI/AAAAAAAACEA/rx-H6NNzAOY/s1600/Mason153.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hbBXVyOWpn0/Tyg78J8NRkI/AAAAAAAACEA/rx-H6NNzAOY/s320/Mason153.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;I patiently (or not so patiently) waited on my Heavenly Father and trusted that He had a plan for my life. And I trusted that His plan&amp;nbsp;included me being an earthly mother. With faith that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 22px;"&gt;never&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;only sometimes&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;wavered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;my promise came true on December 27, 2011.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 22px;"&gt;I honestly don't know how many times a day I stop and thank God for my little miracle. And when the tears come (because they still do) I look at my little miracle and remember that God's plan&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;perfect. Oh yes...God knew all along what He was doing!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-juHyApux8qM/TygrKwxaVfI/AAAAAAAACDw/KZEXa5ZMnKs/s1600/Mason134.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-juHyApux8qM/TygrKwxaVfI/AAAAAAAACDw/KZEXa5ZMnKs/s320/Mason134.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;"&gt;In that post I wrote..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;"&gt;She &lt;b&gt;(my mom) &lt;/b&gt;gives me so much hope for the future. That someday I will be a mommy again and that Brian will be a daddy. And that we will be able to tell other children about their big sisters." There were times when I wondered "&lt;i&gt;will I &lt;b&gt;ever&lt;/b&gt; be a mommy again&lt;/i&gt;" but I am so thankful for the encouragement that my mom always gave me. She kept me believing even when I doubted. &lt;b&gt;No one&lt;/b&gt; knows God's plans for their lives but for me the desire of being an earthly mommy never went away. And because it never went away I believed that my dream would someday come true. And praise the Lord it did because now I can tell Mason all about his big sissy's (and his big bruder)!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YzlrSBDkQiw/TygpT5CPdBI/AAAAAAAACDQ/oE48wLxMMzY/s1600/IMG_6865.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YzlrSBDkQiw/TygpT5CPdBI/AAAAAAAACDQ/oE48wLxMMzY/s320/IMG_6865.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;"&gt;So here I am a year and a half later and so thankful that my life is not quite as "roller coasty." But man oh miskins has it ever been quite the ride. And even though I know this ride is far from over...I am so excited to&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;finally&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;sit back and enjoy a little bit of it!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V_Lx1-uFsVI/Tygr066pXOI/AAAAAAAACD4/RgXBk1wLbjo/s1600/IMG_7016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V_Lx1-uFsVI/Tygr066pXOI/AAAAAAAACD4/RgXBk1wLbjo/s320/IMG_7016.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;So keep trusting. Keep believing. And &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;KEEP PRAYING&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;Because God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;IS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; still listening to you. And He&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;KNOWS&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;your pain. But He (and only He) knows what's best for you...so desire His plan...His&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;perfect plan!!! And most importantly continue to wait patiently (or as patiently as you can) because the end result &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small; line-height: 22px;"&gt;WILL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 22px;"&gt; be worth all the pain and suffering it took to get there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9UBY7-2tWdc/TygqHoD8zUI/AAAAAAAACDY/ufWQUK0QQkQ/s1600/IMG_6966.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9UBY7-2tWdc/TygqHoD8zUI/AAAAAAAACDY/ufWQUK0QQkQ/s320/IMG_6966.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;i&gt;You will have pain but your pain will turn to joy. John 16:20&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-854901319216470644?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/854901319216470644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/01/its-roller-coaster-kind-of-life.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/854901319216470644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/854901319216470644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/01/its-roller-coaster-kind-of-life.html' title='Looking Back at that First Post'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hbBXVyOWpn0/Tyg78J8NRkI/AAAAAAAACEA/rx-H6NNzAOY/s72-c/Mason153.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-8328716642290916386</id><published>2012-01-29T21:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T21:59:19.953-05:00</updated><title type='text'>(Just A Few) Newborn Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A huge&amp;nbsp;(and I mean&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; huge&lt;/span&gt;) thanks to Kerry at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.imagesofessence.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;Images Of Essence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;for the &lt;i&gt;awesome&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;newborn pictures she took of Mason!!! I am so very very happy with how they turned out. Enjoy a few of my faves!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/-Gku0E7iobRE/TyYD3X2aObI/AAAAAAAACCA/6oa73juOi_w/s1600/Mason102.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gku0E7iobRE/TyYD3X2aObI/AAAAAAAACCA/6oa73juOi_w/s320/Mason102.jpg" width="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aXEvN9sjLv8/TyYEDZjHKMI/AAAAAAAACCI/LbABhoGxe-M/s1600/Mason116.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="216" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aXEvN9sjLv8/TyYEDZjHKMI/AAAAAAAACCI/LbABhoGxe-M/s320/Mason116.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iI9-rtGq3o4/TyYEPkuQaCI/AAAAAAAACCQ/YEoKMeE5QDE/s1600/Mason132.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iI9-rtGq3o4/TyYEPkuQaCI/AAAAAAAACCQ/YEoKMeE5QDE/s320/Mason132.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtFhQ7X5T08/TyYEe3mLd_I/AAAAAAAACCY/mZelxgD32Xc/s1600/Mason109.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtFhQ7X5T08/TyYEe3mLd_I/AAAAAAAACCY/mZelxgD32Xc/s320/Mason109.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hryB_HKc4NE/TyYEtvgczeI/AAAAAAAACCg/W0hCtANGT8w/s1600/Mason162.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hryB_HKc4NE/TyYEtvgczeI/AAAAAAAACCg/W0hCtANGT8w/s320/Mason162.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8jM_YS2TLXE/TyYEvJB-cpI/AAAAAAAACCo/Hpbj-VLjxmY/s1600/Mason163.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="230" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8jM_YS2TLXE/TyYEvJB-cpI/AAAAAAAACCo/Hpbj-VLjxmY/s320/Mason163.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zMLlBRGlYj8/TyYFN3YbqFI/AAAAAAAACC4/yz2FCg0EOvc/s1600/Mason151.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="202" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zMLlBRGlYj8/TyYFN3YbqFI/AAAAAAAACC4/yz2FCg0EOvc/s320/Mason151.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MbWm10ZUPLs/TyYFdj3C-4I/AAAAAAAACDA/hNjEeKoJTDg/s1600/Mason154.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MbWm10ZUPLs/TyYFdj3C-4I/AAAAAAAACDA/hNjEeKoJTDg/s320/Mason154.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EuVfvs7I1uM/TyYFoVFmKVI/AAAAAAAACDI/YVVYVux01kc/s1600/Mason168.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EuVfvs7I1uM/TyYFoVFmKVI/AAAAAAAACDI/YVVYVux01kc/s320/Mason168.jpg" width="213" /&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/2350904589595796480-8328716642290916386?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/8328716642290916386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/01/just-few-newborn-pictures.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/8328716642290916386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/8328716642290916386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/01/just-few-newborn-pictures.html' title='(Just A Few) Newborn Pictures'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gku0E7iobRE/TyYD3X2aObI/AAAAAAAACCA/6oa73juOi_w/s72-c/Mason102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-656988690567674660</id><published>2012-01-28T12:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T12:13:29.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Many Faces of Mason</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mama just wanted&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;ONE&lt;/span&gt; cute pic...but she definitely got more than one "&lt;i&gt;cute&lt;/i&gt;" pic...&amp;nbsp;&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/-fSOKG-8h1Bk/TyNZXyXKhFI/AAAAAAAACBA/yFNEmYSMDDo/s1600/IMG_6908.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fSOKG-8h1Bk/TyNZXyXKhFI/AAAAAAAACBA/yFNEmYSMDDo/s320/IMG_6908.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Trying to wink ;) at the pretty lady he calls mama!!!&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/-mLjf1f1lwvU/TyNZeUN8QNI/AAAAAAAACBQ/urmy3iKxodM/s1600/IMG_6951.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mLjf1f1lwvU/TyNZeUN8QNI/AAAAAAAACBQ/urmy3iKxodM/s320/IMG_6951.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Practicing some dance moves...&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/-nv1M2xAHy6A/TyNZimHIYSI/AAAAAAAACBY/FkWtV49hS0c/s1600/IMG_6952.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nv1M2xAHy6A/TyNZimHIYSI/AAAAAAAACBY/FkWtV49hS0c/s320/IMG_6952.JPG" width="240" /&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x80ECzzwlFM/TyNZoh_yqPI/AAAAAAAACBg/UYNIo5KwMKs/s1600/IMG_6960.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x80ECzzwlFM/TyNZoh_yqPI/AAAAAAAACBg/UYNIo5KwMKs/s320/IMG_6960.JPG" width="240" /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FbsHa7TMsxo/TyNZrLJjPwI/AAAAAAAACBo/5q0pewn30E0/s1600/IMG_6961.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FbsHa7TMsxo/TyNZrLJjPwI/AAAAAAAACBo/5q0pewn30E0/s320/IMG_6961.JPG" width="240" /&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PaV6skWch9o/TyNZstZRCXI/AAAAAAAACBw/qjjUujKZTNY/s1600/IMG_6963.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PaV6skWch9o/TyNZstZRCXI/AAAAAAAACBw/qjjUujKZTNY/s320/IMG_6963.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Starting to get hungry...we call it his "rooty tooty" look.&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/-tlgGJFT8isQ/TyNZvsIbqUI/AAAAAAAACB4/sJUWuBB1Lmk/s1600/IMG_6964.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tlgGJFT8isQ/TyNZvsIbqUI/AAAAAAAACB4/sJUWuBB1Lmk/s320/IMG_6964.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Enough already mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-656988690567674660?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/656988690567674660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/01/many-faces-of-mason.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/656988690567674660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/656988690567674660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/01/many-faces-of-mason.html' title='The Many Faces of Mason'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fSOKG-8h1Bk/TyNZXyXKhFI/AAAAAAAACBA/yFNEmYSMDDo/s72-c/IMG_6908.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-7375883836135825754</id><published>2012-01-27T18:20:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T19:30:01.054-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One Month</title><content type='html'>Mason,&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;cannot&lt;/i&gt; believe that you're already&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;ONE MONTH OLD&lt;/span&gt; today...time sure does fly by when you're having fun!!! &amp;nbsp;The prior 10 months just inched on by but not this month...it came and went faster than the speed of light. Oh Mason Mommy and Daddy &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;you &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;so so so&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;much. You mean the world to us and we feel so privileged that God chose us to be your parents. Can't wait to continue watching you grow baby boy...just not too fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Mommy and Daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7kjBsyxTJeQ/TyMua_kWWvI/AAAAAAAACA4/KGEUdl19ess/s1600/IMG_6925.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7kjBsyxTJeQ/TyMua_kWWvI/AAAAAAAACA4/KGEUdl19ess/s320/IMG_6925.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stats:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mason's next doctor appointment (including weight check) isn't until his 2 month check-up so not exactly sure of his current weight but thinking he's gotta be&amp;nbsp;trekking&amp;nbsp;towards 11 pounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KC5tPeTsYTw/Tx9rtXwhWZI/AAAAAAAACAA/ZUF3bxQRMcM/s1600/IMG_6743.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KC5tPeTsYTw/Tx9rtXwhWZI/AAAAAAAACAA/ZUF3bxQRMcM/s320/IMG_6743.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sizes:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;When Mason hit 2 and a half weeks we put away all his newborn clothing. (The sleeves of his newborn clothes were no longer covering his arms).&amp;nbsp;So now he's wearing 0-3 or 3 month clothing and size 1 diapers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;First Bottle:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;My Pediatrician&amp;nbsp;recommended introducing a bottle between 3 and 4 weeks. But my sister said that she always introduced a bottle at 2 weeks. So Mr. Mason got introduced to the bottle at 2 weeks 2 days. (I wanted daddy to feel involved). And let me just say that Mason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LOVED&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;his first bottle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;...maybe not as much as getting it straight from mama but he did finish off every last drop of that bottle. (And it was a 4 oz bottle mind you all)!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/-3atI_VbshVE/Tx9wrsW6t7I/AAAAAAAACAo/0--DpUuSsyM/s1600/IMG_6636.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3atI_VbshVE/Tx9wrsW6t7I/AAAAAAAACAo/0--DpUuSsyM/s320/IMG_6636.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Food:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mason is on a strict diet of booby milk. During the day he typically breastfeeds every 3 hours. However, sometimes he wants it a little more frequently (as in &lt;i&gt;every&lt;/i&gt; hour). But I've been told to &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; let this become a habit so I try to hold him to at least every 2.5 hours. I will admit though if we're heading somewhere and I want him to be content (or asleep)...I top him off (even if he ate just an hour prior). If we're running errands (or at the mall shopping) he can make it at least 4 hours without eating. (He could pry make it &lt;i&gt;even longer &lt;/i&gt;but I typically don't like him to go any longer than 4 hours without eating during the day). During the night it varies. Lately, (crossing my fingers this habit continues) he has been making a 5-6 hour stretch to begin the night and then he lasts another 2-3 hours. I pump about twice a day but only for 5-7 minutes (only to make sure he gets a 4oz bottle at night).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Routine:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;We don't have much of a routine yet. But when he wakes up in the morning he typically wants to eat and then every 2.5-3 hours there after. However, like I mentioned above...I will sneak in an extra feeding to keep him content if we're off to church or if I want to run some errands. Most mornings (unless we're off and running) he stays awake for a couple of hours. We try to give Mason his last feed (a bottle) of the night between 9 and 10&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;pm&lt;/span&gt;. He then &lt;i&gt;likes&lt;/i&gt; to stay awake for another hour or so. But in hopes of breaking this pattern for the last few nights I have taken to rocking him to sleep after his nightly bottle. But believe me...he fights me on this one because he &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;wants&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; to be awake. (On a side note mom is &lt;b&gt;NOT&lt;/b&gt; a night owl). So he screams for a bit until he&amp;nbsp;succumbs to sleep.&amp;nbsp;But once asleep he generally sleeps until 3 or 4&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt;. Yea!!! And then he wakes (to eat) again between 6 and 7&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt;. And yes at this point (most of the time) he will fall back to sleep for another hour or so but once in awhile he is all bright-eyed and ready to begin his day. He definitely has some big awake spans throughout the day but they are not at all predictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We try to do tummy time or playmat time at least twice a day and he gets a bath every 2-3 days. I wash his face every day but since he hates bath time so much we limit it to about 3 times a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Developmental Milestones:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;Mason is definitely getting better at holding up his own little noggin. He likes tummy time the best when I lay him on my belly. I like to think its because he wants to look at his mama!!! Although Mason is not cooing yet...he&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; IS&lt;/span&gt; big on grunting...especially in the middle of the night.&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;:) &lt;/b&gt;He also likes to grunt before a good poop. He smiles here and there...just not sure if they're "real" smiles yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Loves:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mason loves his hands and he loves sticking&amp;nbsp;out his adorable little booty. Every time I put him over my shoulder or on my belly...the booty pops&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;OUT&lt;/span&gt;...(pretty sure he did this in utero too)!!!&amp;nbsp;He loves bright flashing lights. Most nights Brian will sit with him and play nursery rhyme videos off his I-phone and Mason is &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; content watching the flashes of color (oh and maybe he likes the music too)!!! He loves to sleep and he is &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;SUCH &lt;/span&gt;a good sleeper. He typically falls asleep anytime we're in the car or if he's in his stroller so this makes it really easy for me when I'm running errands or shopping. Mason also &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;LOVES&lt;/span&gt; peeing during bathtime or peeing when I'm in the process of changing his diaper...naughty boy. I learned my lesson (after he sprayed himself, his changing table, and the wall behind his changing table. I now cover his lil "peter" when I'm changing him but I just let him have his way in the shower. Oh and for short amounts of time he likes his playmat...again that would be for short amounts of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dislikes:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;I swear the little guy dislikes burping. For the first 2 weeks of his life he rarely burped. Thankfully he has gotten a touch better in this department. He also&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;and I mean &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;REALLY&lt;/span&gt; dislikes bathtime...he cries &lt;i&gt;every.single.time&lt;/i&gt;...breaks his mama's heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--bKE8Qjh5_Y/Tx9sHpI7UjI/AAAAAAAACAI/Ozh9fy12v_k/s1600/IMG_6850.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--bKE8Qjh5_Y/Tx9sHpI7UjI/AAAAAAAACAI/Ozh9fy12v_k/s320/IMG_6850.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Not happy...&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hSE9zHOUvI0/Tx9sLZuTJCI/AAAAAAAACAQ/nnVrGSY_heM/s1600/IMG_6858.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hSE9zHOUvI0/Tx9sLZuTJCI/AAAAAAAACAQ/nnVrGSY_heM/s320/IMG_6858.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Still not happy...&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/-x1cokcgH0Rg/Tx9sVJSCdyI/AAAAAAAACAY/O4CQuA71vhw/s1600/IMG_6862.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x1cokcgH0Rg/Tx9sVJSCdyI/AAAAAAAACAY/O4CQuA71vhw/s320/IMG_6862.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And finally all tuckered out from bathtime...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-7375883836135825754?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/7375883836135825754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/01/one-month.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/7375883836135825754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/7375883836135825754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/01/one-month.html' title='One Month'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7kjBsyxTJeQ/TyMua_kWWvI/AAAAAAAACA4/KGEUdl19ess/s72-c/IMG_6925.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-3985731004822526816</id><published>2012-01-26T10:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T12:35:51.709-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Because I Like These Kind of Things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;1. Were you named after anyone?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope. My middle name isn't even after anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. When was the last time you cried?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my sweet&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;RAINBOW&lt;/span&gt; baby was placed in my arms. Mmmm actually I cried on the drive home from the hospital too because I was just so &lt;i&gt;stinkin&lt;/i&gt; happy &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;TO BE GOING HOME WITH A BABY&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Do you like your handwriting?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I do. And (not to pat myself on the back but...) many other peeps have told me that they like it too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. What is your favorite lunch meat?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A toss up between turkey and ham. Turkey is healthier but I think I'm gonna have to go with ham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Do you have kids?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure do. Three little angels in Heaven (Alayna Joy, Ella Adrianna, and Luke) and one little angel in my arms (Mason Dale).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. If you were another person would you be friends with you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna go ahead and say YES!!! But IF and Loss most&amp;nbsp;definitely changed me so I'm&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;very&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; thankful for the friends who have stuck with me for the long haul!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. Do you use sarcasm a lot?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. Do you still have your tonsils?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. Would you bungee jump?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. What is your favorite cereal?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love cereal too much to just pick one so I'm gonna pick 3. In no specific order...Frosted Mini Wheats, Bran Flakes, and Wheat Chex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11. Do you untie your shoes when you take them off?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do not have that many tie shoes (I like boots in the Winter and flats for Spring/Summer). But if I happen to have a pair of tie shoes on it just depends if I'm in a hurry or whether I feel like bending :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;12. Do you think you are strong?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I use to be but now...not so much. (I'm talking about physical strength here).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;13. What is your favorite ice cream?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again I don't have just &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;ONE&lt;/span&gt; favorite so I'm gonna say it's a tie between Mint Chocolate Chip, Cookies 'n Cream, and Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;14. What is the first thing you noticed about people?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;15. Red or pink?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red. But I like pink too...just not hot or bright...unless its on my toes!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;16. What is the least favorite thing about yourself?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I just want to lose the last 17-20 (it fluctuates depending on time of day) pounds of baby weight. I would like to fit into my pre-pregnancy pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;17. Who do you miss the most?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My&amp;nbsp;children in Heaven but I also realize that if they were here...Mason wouldn't be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;18. What are you listening to right now?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The music on my blog and watching The King of Queens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;19. Mountain hideaway or beach house?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beach House.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;20. Scary movies or happy endings?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Endings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;21. Hugs or kisses?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depends on who's giving them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;22. What book are you reading now?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do magazines count? I can't wait to get into a good book again but it might be a little bit before that happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;23. Favorite sound?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any sound (and I mean &lt;i&gt;any&lt;/i&gt;) that comes from my baby boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;24. What color is your house?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan with white trim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;25. What color is your car?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up until a few weeks ago I would have said maroon but now I drive my hubby's truck (and he drives my car) so now I have to say black.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-3985731004822526816?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/3985731004822526816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/01/because-i-like-these-kind-of-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/3985731004822526816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/3985731004822526816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/01/because-i-like-these-kind-of-things.html' title='Because I Like These Kind of Things...'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-7939007162938930021</id><published>2012-01-25T19:29:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T19:35:36.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys Rule</title><content type='html'>I had to run some errands today and one of those errands was a trip to Target. I had to return some pink and purple sippy cups (that I had received at one of my showers) because Brian said he didn't want his son drinking out of "girly looking" cups. So the cashier (a young girl) asked me if there was anything wrong with the cups and I said nope. We just didn't know what we were having and obviously we had a boy!!! I then added...and I'm not sure why someone bought me pink and purple sippys since we didn't know what we were having. The cashier said the person pry hoped you'd have a little girl. I kind of looked at her and she said well when I was pregnant I &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; hoped for a little girl. And I asked why? She said because I'm a single mom. In response I said...well I wouldn't trade my boy for anything...we went through a lot to have him. And I'm sure now that you have your little boy that you wouldn't trade him for anything either. Her response...I still wish he were a little girl. And then she went on to say...I didn't know what I was having either but I was still disappointed when he first came out. WHAT (insert swear words here). I just couldn't believe the words coming out of her mouth. I guess some people don't realize how lucky they are to just get pregnant and to just have a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f67byxxlHB8/TyCcwgWNcnI/AAAAAAAACAw/1lxyH9V10L4/s1600/IMG_6844.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f67byxxlHB8/TyCcwgWNcnI/AAAAAAAACAw/1lxyH9V10L4/s320/IMG_6844.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is totally not to say that I wouldn't &lt;i&gt;love &lt;/i&gt;a little girl (again) someday but I wouldn't trade my BOY for the &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;WORLD&lt;/span&gt;!!! &lt;b&gt;Never&lt;/b&gt; once have I felt disappointed that my Buggy was a &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;HE&lt;/span&gt; and not a &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;SHE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-7939007162938930021?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/7939007162938930021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/01/boys-rule.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/7939007162938930021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/7939007162938930021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/01/boys-rule.html' title='Boys Rule'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f67byxxlHB8/TyCcwgWNcnI/AAAAAAAACAw/1lxyH9V10L4/s72-c/IMG_6844.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-836224981719410396</id><published>2012-01-21T18:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T13:47:02.681-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE My Cousins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;On Friday morning Mason (and mommy) went to grandma's house and it just so happened that &lt;i&gt;all&lt;/i&gt; of his cousins were there too!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;WHOLE&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;Vugteveen crew...until baby &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;BOY&lt;/span&gt; Vugteveen joins the gang in April!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fudgOcPGO5Y/TxsEB85BbTI/AAAAAAAAB-4/MTBOqDp-Eyw/s1600/IMG_6760.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fudgOcPGO5Y/TxsEB85BbTI/AAAAAAAAB-4/MTBOqDp-Eyw/s320/IMG_6760.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Easton, Cole, Cambrey, Brinley, Addisyn, Kylynn, and Mason&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L3iNZcvnMhI/TxsEEnWx41I/AAAAAAAAB_A/ExB0bEPF3kU/s1600/IMG_6765.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L3iNZcvnMhI/TxsEEnWx41I/AAAAAAAAB_A/ExB0bEPF3kU/s320/IMG_6765.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And 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;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QAl2nMP7yw/TxsEGtKnBzI/AAAAAAAAB_I/l8T7xI-7RSI/s1600/IMG_6769.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QAl2nMP7yw/TxsEGtKnBzI/AAAAAAAAB_I/l8T7xI-7RSI/s320/IMG_6769.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And on that note...I think we're done!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before the &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;big&lt;/span&gt; kids got back to playing...everyone wanted a chance to hang on to Baby Mason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-354Zf_pU2Cs/TxsEW9w5aeI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/MgUNqqgR-Dc/s1600/IMG_6770.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-354Zf_pU2Cs/TxsEW9w5aeI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/MgUNqqgR-Dc/s320/IMG_6770.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kylynn and Mason&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/-22Vbv6mE4lU/TxsEbROKEAI/AAAAAAAAB_g/-L2tXH4fSAk/s1600/IMG_6772.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-22Vbv6mE4lU/TxsEbROKEAI/AAAAAAAAB_g/-L2tXH4fSAk/s320/IMG_6772.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cambrey and Mason&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/-Zy1-k5eviww/TxsEYwu5zHI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/-owst2odTOY/s1600/IMG_6771.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zy1-k5eviww/TxsEYwu5zHI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/-owst2odTOY/s320/IMG_6771.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Addi and Mason&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/-o8sNqXygdq0/TxsEdCpn8SI/AAAAAAAAB_o/Cyb9Lr6epgw/s1600/IMG_6773.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o8sNqXygdq0/TxsEdCpn8SI/AAAAAAAAB_o/Cyb9Lr6epgw/s320/IMG_6773.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cole and Mason&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;Easton didn't need a turn...&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/-CTMOsXHtAts/TxsEvgFK1cI/AAAAAAAAB_w/sFU2XuOHvGw/s1600/IMG_6776.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CTMOsXHtAts/TxsEvgFK1cI/AAAAAAAAB_w/sFU2XuOHvGw/s320/IMG_6776.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And Brinley and Mason (notice his defensive pose).&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/-9YiPROF1I5s/TxsE2fCTXuI/AAAAAAAAB_4/58VUO4v4tlw/s1600/IMG_6783.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9YiPROF1I5s/TxsE2fCTXuI/AAAAAAAAB_4/58VUO4v4tlw/s320/IMG_6783.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mason is thinking..."mommy, why did you put me by her?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-836224981719410396?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/836224981719410396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-love-my-cousins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/836224981719410396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/836224981719410396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-love-my-cousins.html' title='I LOVE My Cousins'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fudgOcPGO5Y/TxsEB85BbTI/AAAAAAAAB-4/MTBOqDp-Eyw/s72-c/IMG_6760.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-6283460321648303876</id><published>2012-01-21T13:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T13:05:35.239-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Hodge Podge of Mason</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Even though the shirt was too big...daddy just&lt;i&gt; &lt;b&gt;had&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;to have a picture of you sporting (one) of your first pieces of Michigan&amp;nbsp;apparel!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;GO BLUE!!!&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--mK7JLmDU1U/Txrl3RhB9dI/AAAAAAAAB9c/ySjvXe0LbYo/s1600/IMG_6651.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--mK7JLmDU1U/Txrl3RhB9dI/AAAAAAAAB9c/ySjvXe0LbYo/s320/IMG_6651.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks for my shirt Aunt Courtney!!!&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: left;"&gt;Mommy&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; loves&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; taking picture of me...me on the other hand...sometimes not so much...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JU9GfuGp5Q8/TxrmLKpbbjI/AAAAAAAAB9k/ZKp7WoURNbY/s1600/IMG_6738.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JU9GfuGp5Q8/TxrmLKpbbjI/AAAAAAAAB9k/ZKp7WoURNbY/s320/IMG_6738.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;getting&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; so&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; big&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/-U2W2xcFmfoM/TxrmNu-nRFI/AAAAAAAAB9s/RK5Uyb1wlbs/s1600/IMG_6748.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2W2xcFmfoM/TxrmNu-nRFI/AAAAAAAAB9s/RK5Uyb1wlbs/s320/IMG_6748.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks for &lt;strike&gt;finally&lt;/strike&gt; dressing me mom.&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: left;"&gt;My mommy&lt;i&gt; really&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;loves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h4kSPeHzA_o/TxrmquvDR2I/AAAAAAAAB90/-FVSEr1XYgA/s1600/IMG_6806.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h4kSPeHzA_o/TxrmquvDR2I/AAAAAAAAB90/-FVSEr1XYgA/s320/IMG_6806.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;&amp;nbsp;And&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;I &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;my mommy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sHRMnU8ktYw/Txrm0GGgSAI/AAAAAAAAB98/cgul3Bb8PSU/s1600/IMG_6799.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sHRMnU8ktYw/Txrm0GGgSAI/AAAAAAAAB98/cgul3Bb8PSU/s320/IMG_6799.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is Mason's "I want &lt;strike&gt;booby&lt;/strike&gt; to eat" face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy is &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;always&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; a little too slow (to catch my cute little smile) so here are a few pics of me sorta smiling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d9m3GkDduxQ/Txr8Qp8bwhI/AAAAAAAAB-k/J-gptpx3hNU/s1600/IMG_6653.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d9m3GkDduxQ/Txr8Qp8bwhI/AAAAAAAAB-k/J-gptpx3hNU/s320/IMG_6653.JPG" width="240" /&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3jubuWxAwKM/Txr8XwwBzYI/AAAAAAAAB-s/FGy-7paLWGA/s1600/IMG_6756.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3jubuWxAwKM/Txr8XwwBzYI/AAAAAAAAB-s/FGy-7paLWGA/s320/IMG_6756.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I generally don't mind tummy time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nF1byRqqlc0/TxrnDJ7btVI/AAAAAAAAB-M/9hf2aYLTmJ4/s1600/IMG_6708.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nF1byRqqlc0/TxrnDJ7btVI/AAAAAAAAB-M/9hf2aYLTmJ4/s320/IMG_6708.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;&amp;nbsp;But sometime I get really lazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nxarj3jDu5c/TxrnSEH9q1I/AAAAAAAAB-c/9ljnUjYq2KA/s1600/IMG_6718.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nxarj3jDu5c/TxrnSEH9q1I/AAAAAAAAB-c/9ljnUjYq2KA/s320/IMG_6718.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9vM54aw8vZ0/Txrm7-pFbPI/AAAAAAAAB-E/GL3Y7nJEW_g/s1600/IMG_6809.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9vM54aw8vZ0/Txrm7-pFbPI/AAAAAAAAB-E/GL3Y7nJEW_g/s320/IMG_6809.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;span style="line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Children are a gift from the Lord... Psalm 127:3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&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/2350904589595796480-6283460321648303876?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/6283460321648303876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/01/hodge-podge-of-mason.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/6283460321648303876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/6283460321648303876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/01/hodge-podge-of-mason.html' title='A Hodge Podge of Mason'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--mK7JLmDU1U/Txrl3RhB9dI/AAAAAAAAB9c/ySjvXe0LbYo/s72-c/IMG_6651.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-7964446842577884160</id><published>2012-01-19T14:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T14:20:03.195-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Few Thoughts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;My mom told me last week that she was glad I was back. I asked her what she meant by that and she said...You're YOU again. You're happy again!!! And to be very honest I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small; text-align: left;"&gt;AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt; happy again and its &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt; because of my sweet (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small; text-align: left;"&gt;RAINBOW)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt; miracle boy...Mason Dale!!! The moment (and I mean &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;THE&lt;/span&gt; moment&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;) that I laid eyes on my beautiful baby BOY the thick cloud of anxiety that had consumed me for the last 10 months instantly vanished. Oh its good to be ME again!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;A few people have asked me (since Mason's birth) if having him here has made me think about/miss the girls. And to be honest I try not to think about my beautiful little angels because I don't want to be sad. I want to be&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large; text-align: left;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;!!! And boy oh boy does Mason ever make me happy. He has brought a healing to my heart that I never thought possible. Being a mom is everything I've dreamed about and more.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;I know that &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;every&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; baby is a miracle but when I look at Mason I am just in awe at what God orchestrated to get him here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;I miss my girls but bottom line is this...if they were here...Mason would not be (and maybe never would have been.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;It takes the perfect month and the perfect cycle).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;The thing I always remind myself is that I will have &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;all&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; my children with me in Heaven...and what a day it will be when&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;all&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;my children (and mommy and daddy too) are reunited...yes what a day it will be!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;And one final thought that I wanted to share (and this thought has been &lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;heavy on my heart). If we had had the girls and Luke and his twin...we would have been done. We would have paid to keep the last 4 embryos frozen forever. And you all know what this would have meant...Mason would have been frozen forever. The thought of this brings tears to my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;. I cannot imagine Mason being "stored away" forever. It just goes to show that God's plan is&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; always&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; (&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;WAY&lt;/span&gt;)&amp;nbsp;better than ours. And that sometimes it just takes a few months or years to understand this. And you know what else I would &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;never ever&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;change our story because everything that we went through led us to our little Miracle Man Mason. So yes I &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;WOULD&lt;/span&gt; endure &lt;i&gt;all&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;of the pain and suffering (again) just to get to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i0td6nJps_c/Txhpzysd7pI/AAAAAAAAB9U/Heb69s8S3A4/s1600/IMG_6686.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i0td6nJps_c/Txhpzysd7pI/AAAAAAAAB9U/Heb69s8S3A4/s320/IMG_6686.JPG" width="240" /&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;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Though he brings grief, he will show compassion, so great is his unfailing love. Lamentations 3:32&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&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/2350904589595796480-7964446842577884160?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/7964446842577884160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/01/few-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/7964446842577884160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/7964446842577884160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/01/few-thoughts.html' title='A Few Thoughts...'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i0td6nJps_c/Txhpzysd7pI/AAAAAAAAB9U/Heb69s8S3A4/s72-c/IMG_6686.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-3966381998976407247</id><published>2012-01-14T09:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T09:36:25.914-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One Year Later</title><content type='html'>It's hard to believe how much life can change in a year. But man oh man am I ever thankful its January 14, &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;2012&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;b&gt;NOT&lt;/b&gt; January 14, 2011. And this is why...its been &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;ONE&lt;/span&gt; whole year since finding out our Rainbow baby (Luke) was no more. Believe me I will &lt;i&gt;never&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;EVER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; forget the day or&amp;nbsp;the moment when we knew that our dreams were crashing down before us again. That ultrasound screen will forever haunt me. Hence, why never again will I go to an ultrasound appointment by myself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;But 3&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike style="text-align: left;"&gt;short&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt; long months later we were implanted again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;And this time the implantation led us to our little miracle (Rainbow) boy...Mason Dale!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="text-align: left;"&gt;Weeping may stay for the night, but rejoicing comes in the morning." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;Psalm 30:5.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UYocV3xHNKo/TxB1TGyW1xI/AAAAAAAAB80/DqSF_cDrp7Q/s1600/IMG_6635.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UYocV3xHNKo/TxB1TGyW1xI/AAAAAAAAB80/DqSF_cDrp7Q/s320/IMG_6635.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CTJWpCqSgWo/TxGReKr3rPI/AAAAAAAAB88/Mya-7oCQwb8/s1600/IMG_6620.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CTJWpCqSgWo/TxGReKr3rPI/AAAAAAAAB88/Mya-7oCQwb8/s320/IMG_6620.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ws9qdIiSVeU/TxGSxVVvEiI/AAAAAAAAB9M/2jvCaeLKVXQ/s1600/IMG_6625.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ws9qdIiSVeU/TxGSxVVvEiI/AAAAAAAAB9M/2jvCaeLKVXQ/s320/IMG_6625.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="text-align: left;"&gt;YES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;rejoicing&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;does&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;come in the morning!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-3966381998976407247?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/3966381998976407247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/01/one-year-later.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/3966381998976407247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/3966381998976407247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/01/one-year-later.html' title='One Year Later'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UYocV3xHNKo/TxB1TGyW1xI/AAAAAAAAB80/DqSF_cDrp7Q/s72-c/IMG_6635.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-6503708913175129934</id><published>2012-01-13T12:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T12:41:24.641-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mason and Megyn (finally) Meet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Since coming home from the hospital Mason has had &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;LOTS&lt;/span&gt; of visitors but one &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; special visitor came to visit him yesterday...his friend Meg (and Meg's mommy and daddy)!!! Kami (Meg's mom) and I became fast friends after the loss of our precious children...(Kami and her hubby Rob lost their precious twins just 4 months prior to Brian and I losing Layna and Ella). And on another note...I was actually due with Luke 3 days before Meg's due date...but here we are (5 months later) with both of our Rainbow babes in our arms!!! And what precious little &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;BLESSINGS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; they are!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5UdGhQrG2xM/TxBmLq1VncI/AAAAAAAAB8k/nIJD1rfw_1o/s1600/IMG_6629.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5UdGhQrG2xM/TxBmLq1VncI/AAAAAAAAB8k/nIJD1rfw_1o/s1600/IMG_6629.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Meg and Mason...&lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; their matching outfits were &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;NOT &lt;/span&gt;planned!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-6503708913175129934?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/6503708913175129934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/01/rainbow-babes-meet.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/6503708913175129934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/6503708913175129934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/01/rainbow-babes-meet.html' title='Mason and Megyn (finally) Meet'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5UdGhQrG2xM/TxBmLq1VncI/AAAAAAAAB8k/nIJD1rfw_1o/s72-c/IMG_6629.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-4024533786516027836</id><published>2012-01-10T21:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T21:24:45.584-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SCyEP2eTglU/TwzyvfC9_BI/AAAAAAAAB7s/Qb_acIZIHmc/s1600/IMG_6606.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SCyEP2eTglU/TwzyvfC9_BI/AAAAAAAAB7s/Qb_acIZIHmc/s320/IMG_6606.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stats:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mason had his 2 week check today and I am happy to say that my&amp;nbsp;"little" guy has already cruised passed his birth weight and now weighs a whopping 9lbs 9oz and is 21.5 inches long!!! (This puts Mason in the 75% for weight and 85% for height).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sizes:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;For the first week and a half Mason wore newborn diapers but after a few too many poops up the back I made the switch to size 1. Mason is wearing newborn or 0-3 month clothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Food:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mason is only breastfed. And he obviously enjoys eating!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Routine:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;We don't have much of a routine yet but I've been told (by my pediatrician) that thats okay. However, I am going to try my very best to get in a pattern of giving him his last feed of the night around 10&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;pm&lt;/span&gt; and to then put him in his rocker and me in my bed. &amp;nbsp;I've noticed that it doesn't matter what time I put him to bed...whether it be 10&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;pm&lt;/span&gt; or 12&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt; that he wakes up to eat again around 3&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt;...and then again around 5:30 or 6 &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt;. So why not give me the longest stretch of sleep possible. And then during the day we pretty much stick to every 3 hour feeds. Mason is a one-sided eater but will eat for a good 20-30 minutes per each feed. All I need to remember is what side he last ate on (which isn't too hard).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been blessed with a very mild child. Mason (currently) does &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; have a fussy time. He actually hardly ever cries (except during bath time then he has a lot to say). He &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;LOVES LOVES LOVES&lt;/span&gt; to sleep. (He always falls asleep in his car seat). He slept through our whole church service on Sunday and an hour and a half wait at a funeral visitation (on Sunday as well). I had 2 doctor appointments today (one for me and one for Mason) and I also ran a few errands and he pretty much slept through it all. (He did wake up when the Pediatrician was assessing him but once he was placed back in my arms he instantly fell asleep again).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Developmental Milestones:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lots of gassy smiles :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Loves:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mason loves to sleep. He loves to eat. He loves his hands. He loves his paci. And of course he loves his mommy's voice. Brian told me the other day to stop talking because Mason started rooting as soon as he heard my voice (and he had just eaten). He just stares at me whenever I talk to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mason made his first trip to the mall yesterday...(he slept the whole time)...but pretty sure he's gonna love the mall just like his mama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AQV76rWZZi8/TwzwXwuBz7I/AAAAAAAAB7c/ea1TzqhxnL8/s1600/IMG_6607.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AQV76rWZZi8/TwzwXwuBz7I/AAAAAAAAB7c/ea1TzqhxnL8/s320/IMG_6607.JPG" width="240" /&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: left;"&gt;While we were at the mall my mom and I both checked our blood pressures. My mom's was excellent and mine wasn't too shabby...117/83.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pgiFQpBpz_E/TwzwZ2Cwr0I/AAAAAAAAB7k/yvj3c0whrrg/s1600/IMG_6608.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pgiFQpBpz_E/TwzwZ2Cwr0I/AAAAAAAAB7k/yvj3c0whrrg/s320/IMG_6608.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main reason I wanted to check my blood pressure (yesterday) was because today I had my 2 weeks since delivery blood pressure check with Dr. J. Needless to say...it was less than stellar (130/92) so I'm to continue taking my blood pressure meds until my next appointment. My next appointment is the regular 6 week check-up on February 9...praying at that point I can throw my meds out the window.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-4024533786516027836?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/4024533786516027836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/01/two-weeks.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/4024533786516027836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/4024533786516027836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/01/two-weeks.html' title='Two Weeks'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SCyEP2eTglU/TwzyvfC9_BI/AAAAAAAAB7s/Qb_acIZIHmc/s72-c/IMG_6606.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-3489077196065434444</id><published>2012-01-07T13:41:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T14:08:13.114-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mason's first (11) Days</title><content type='html'>Yes this is my &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;THIRD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;post of the day...don't miss&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/01/m-is-for-mason.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;M is for Mason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;or&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/01/long-awaited-birth-story.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;The Long Awaited Birth Story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do I even begin. The last 11 days have been some of the &lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt; best days of my life. It's amazing how fast a day can go by when you're taking care of a newborn. Hence...my lack of postings this week. Mason is such a good little boy. He barely fusses. He barely cries...(unless he's getting a bath). He is such a good eater...(breast-feeding is going extremely well). He is peeing and pooping. And he&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; LOVES&lt;/span&gt; to sleep...(he's even had a couple 5 hour stretches on a few different nights)!!! Basically he's an angel!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fR8DwP8QKPM/Twh7LsBA95I/AAAAAAAAB6c/gO0uhPC2v3Y/s1600/IMG_6570.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fR8DwP8QKPM/Twh7LsBA95I/AAAAAAAAB6c/gO0uhPC2v3Y/s320/IMG_6570.JPG" width="240" /&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: left;"&gt;We arrived home around 11&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt; Thursday morning (12/29/11). To say it was an emotional car ride home (for me) is putting it quite mildly. About 5 minutes into our drive home the tears started falling. I said to Brian...this is not PPD...I am just so happy that we have a healthy little boy in the backseat. Believe me I will never forget driving home from the hospital in an empty car with an empty womb. One of the worst experiences of my life. So yes this time I was simply overjoyed that our sweet baby boy Mason was coming home &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;WITH&lt;/span&gt; us! And yes Daddy did drive a little bit slower with our little miracle in the back seat! The drive&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; TO&lt;/span&gt; the hospital was a bit emotional too. When we were driving to the hospital (on Monday night) we were both pretty quiet. I asked Brian what he was thinking about and his response was...just thinking about what could go wrong yet. Funny thing is I was thinking the same thing. It wasn't until Mason was placed in our arms that we finally (both) relaxed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n2tbDQmIet8/TwiBk2FEfTI/AAAAAAAAB6k/zpfMwWU6-ps/s1600/IMG_6423.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n2tbDQmIet8/TwiBk2FEfTI/AAAAAAAAB6k/zpfMwWU6-ps/s320/IMG_6423.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Friday brought about Mason's first outing. We had to get his weight checked at his Pediatrician's office. When we left the hospital Mason weighed 8lbs 11oz and at this check he was still 8lbs 11oz! During the night (Thursday into Friday) I noticed (while feeding) that Mason's eyes looked a little jaundice but I wasn't too concerned since my breast milk was just coming in. However, the nurse also noticed the yellow in his eyes so she said that she would talk to Dr. M and see if he wanted us to get Mason's bili level drawn. Sure enough later that afternoon we got a phone call saying that Dr. M did want a bili level drawn. So we were off again to get his bili checked. Thankfully it came back at 11.5 so nothing needed to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ROp8B89WGr8/TwiGiUq1rQI/AAAAAAAAB6s/g4Ji0zuLRfM/s1600/IMG_6491.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ROp8B89WGr8/TwiGiUq1rQI/AAAAAAAAB6s/g4Ji0zuLRfM/s320/IMG_6491.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We laid low on Saturday. We had our first home visitors (Grandpa and Grandma Vugteveen, mommy's friend Noell and her hubby Jeff, Grandpa and Grandma H, and&amp;nbsp;daddy's friend Ryan). On Sunday Mason made his first (of many) trip to Gpa and Gma V's house to celebrate the New Year. Mason also met his great-grandpa Scholma!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-guQl3V1caqY/TwiHlXs__FI/AAAAAAAAB60/ZX0X5mC7tWw/s1600/IMG_6520.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-guQl3V1caqY/TwiHlXs__FI/AAAAAAAAB60/ZX0X5mC7tWw/s320/IMG_6520.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OC_kQ5xXP38/TwiHmwzHbrI/AAAAAAAAB68/tZKjKHJ0d1k/s1600/IMG_6521.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OC_kQ5xXP38/TwiHmwzHbrI/AAAAAAAAB68/tZKjKHJ0d1k/s320/IMG_6521.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;4 Generations&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was another low-key day. But Tuesday brought about Mason's newborn visit with Dr. M and a trip to Target. About the newborn visit...we &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LOVE &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Dr. M (our Pediatrician)!!! Mason gained 4oz (in 4 days) which put him at 8lbs 15oz...mommy was SO proud!!! And when everything was said and done Mason checked out to be one healthy little guy.&amp;nbsp;The only slight concern was about his gum line...(it's crooked). The pediatrician that we saw in the hospital first noticed it but said he hadn't really seen it before so to make sure to follow-up with Dr. M about it at our newborn visit. Thankfully Dr. M said he sees it all the time. What Mason has is a form of tordicollis (of the neck). Basically in utero he was probably jammed into one position for the last 6-8 weeks and couldn't turn his head/neck. So the right side of his neck is tighter than his left. So this means that Mason needs to go to therapy once a week for (approx) the next 4 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second "concern" was about his mild hydronephrosis. Dr. J had said to have Mason ultrasounded before we left the hospital. The pediatrician that we saw in the hospital said to wait at least 2 weeks after birth. But Dr. M wanted to wait at least 6 weeks. So we set up an appointment for Feb 13. Dr. M said since Mason is peeing so well that he believes the hydronephrosis will just resolve on its own. And then after his appointment we ran to Target to pick up some odds and ends. Again he was a super star and didn't make a peep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9y76rpH_ezo/TwiSjmVHEvI/AAAAAAAAB7U/8Jddl4iNMrE/s1600/IMG_6562.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9y76rpH_ezo/TwiSjmVHEvI/AAAAAAAAB7U/8Jddl4iNMrE/s320/IMG_6562.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was a crazy busy day. It started with me waking up at 7:30&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt; so I could shower and eat before waking Mason up to feed and dress him. We had to be at his first therapy session at 9&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt;. The therapist was awesome...calls himself "Uncle Todd." He stretched Mason's neck side to side while Mason just watched. After awhile Mason became uninterested and fell asleep. We had to run a couple of errands afterwards and then it was off to get his newborn pictures taken!!! Kerry (the photographer) was amazing and Mason slept for the most part. I had to feed him a couple of times and I was lucky enough to be peed and pooped on during these feeds times (newborn pictures = a naked baby)! Pictures took 3 hours and since we hadn't eaten since breakfast the hubby was starving hungry...so we made a quick Taco Bell run before heading home. I jumped in the shower, returned a few phone calls, and fed Mason before Mason and I headed out to my cousin's wedding shower. Yes this was Mason and I's first trip together!!! It was a small shower at Carrabba's but once again Mason was an angel. He slept the shower away in his car seat. He got a little fussy towards the end but it was almost time to feed again so I picked him up for a bit before sneaking out a little early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fIS75-La6ts/TwiSLtxB5XI/AAAAAAAAB7E/apr1QKFBZwI/s1600/IMG_6543.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fIS75-La6ts/TwiSLtxB5XI/AAAAAAAAB7E/apr1QKFBZwI/s320/IMG_6543.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mason's new hat for his newborn pictures!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QXvxg6HKbh0/TwiSOBlwtrI/AAAAAAAAB7M/rPVKi_gvQ6A/s1600/IMG_6559.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QXvxg6HKbh0/TwiSOBlwtrI/AAAAAAAAB7M/rPVKi_gvQ6A/s320/IMG_6559.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we were so busy on Wednesday we took it easy Thursday and Friday. We were home all day Thursday and the only outing on Friday was to Meijer to pick up a few groceries. And now its Saturday. Tonight its off to my parent's house to celebrate my mom's birthday and tomorrow we're attempting church and then lunch at Brian's parent's house. I think that mostly sums up Mason's first 11 days of life...and a wonderful 11 days it has been!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-3489077196065434444?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/3489077196065434444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/01/masons-first-11-days.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/3489077196065434444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/3489077196065434444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/01/masons-first-11-days.html' title='Mason&apos;s first (11) Days'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fR8DwP8QKPM/Twh7LsBA95I/AAAAAAAAB6c/gO0uhPC2v3Y/s72-c/IMG_6570.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-1433718151752982416</id><published>2012-01-07T11:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T13:30:13.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Long Awaited Birth Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Where it&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;ALL&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;began...Implantation Day.....4/12/2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SQ69QzslEBI/TvczfIWTLZI/AAAAAAAABzk/LTy0ubbx-EM/s1600/2wk%2528b%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SQ69QzslEBI/TvczfIWTLZI/AAAAAAAABzk/LTy0ubbx-EM/s320/2wk%2528b%2529.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;Because of my high blood pressure (since 27 weeks) Dr. J did not want me to go past my DD (of January 1)...which was&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;TOTALLY&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;fine by me. So on December 15 my induction date (&lt;b&gt;December 26, 2011 at 8:30pm&lt;/b&gt;) was put in the books!!! (Dr. J and I had talked a few weeks prior about tentative dates but I got my paperwork on the 15th...thus making it official). A week later on the 22nd he checked my cervix to see what kind of induction medication I would need. I was only dilated to a 2 and 50% effaced so it was decided that I would start with a small dose of cytotec and if needed I would start pitocin around 6&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;the following morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&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/--YupexBL2h0/TwEHGg6podI/AAAAAAAAB48/LF3vZkdxsbI/s1600/39wk%2528g%2529+induction.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--YupexBL2h0/TwEHGg6podI/AAAAAAAAB48/LF3vZkdxsbI/s320/39wk%2528g%2529+induction.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Induction Night.....12/26/2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bcA6dywy9sM/Ty14vj-2TKI/AAAAAAAACHQ/Qz5YpWtW_9M/s1600/39wk(l)+induction.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bcA6dywy9sM/Ty14vj-2TKI/AAAAAAAACHQ/Qz5YpWtW_9M/s320/39wk(l)+induction.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ready to &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;POP&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: left;"&gt;We arrived at the hospital at 8:30&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;pm&lt;/span&gt; and were brought to the big corner suite on 3 Center. I was so thankful to be on 3 Center and &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; 2 Center. (I delivered the girls on 2 Center). And before I go any further I want to thank my sister's friend Lisa D. for assigning me my nurses and (I think) for getting me the&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; big&lt;/span&gt; corner suite too! I had the &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;BEST&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;possible care (Kat, Kristin, and Amy) and &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;loved&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; my big room.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oazOSH2xCJo/TwEHiD9mOlI/AAAAAAAAB5M/J8juigvQvog/s1600/IMG_6412.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oazOSH2xCJo/TwEHiD9mOlI/AAAAAAAAB5M/J8juigvQvog/s320/IMG_6412.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: x-small;"&gt;LETS DO THIS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My first dose of cytotec was placed at 9:30&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;pm&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;(at this point I was only dilated to a 1 and 40% effaced.....a few steps back from what Dr. J said I was on Thursday). Unfortunately upon arrival my blood pressure was &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;C-R-A-Z-Y&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; high so I had to be hooked up to a blood pressure machine that was set to go off every 15 minutes.&amp;nbsp;As I'm sure you can imagine I got &lt;b&gt;zero&lt;/b&gt; sleep with that thing going off so frequently. So when I was checked 4 hours later (at 1:30&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt;) I asked if they could take the cuff off so I could get a little sleep. Thankfully my nurse was fine with taking the cuff off and they also gave me a small dose of ambien (in hopes that I would get a little bit of sleep). At my 1:30&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt; check I was only dilated to a 2 and 50% effaced.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I managed to get a good 3 hours of sleep after I took the ambien but at 4:30&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt; woke up with the urge to pee. Once I settled myself back in to my bed I finally started feeling some (mild) contractions. They were coming every 2-3 minutes but were very tolerable. An hour later at 5:30&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt; (4 hours since my last check)&amp;nbsp;I was checked again and was now a whopping 3 and 70% effaced...slow and steady on the dilation and effacement wouldn't ya say?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;At this point the resident talked to one of Dr. J's partners (the on-call doc) and she gave the go ahead for them to start me on pitocin. So my pit was started at 6&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt;. Being on the pit did not change the intensity of my contractions. (I could still hold a conversation with no problem). Around 7:30&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt; my day nurse (Amy...whom I had requested) came onto the scene. She gave me the most amazing care&amp;nbsp;but I already knew that she would because she took care of me for one 4 hour shift when I was still pregnant with Ella. (She was the nurse taking care of me when I found out I was infected. She also went to high school with Brian and we come from the same home town so we know a lot of the same people). A few minutes later Dr. J arrived.&amp;nbsp;Dr. J said that if I wanted he would break my water. (Since I had delivered before he felt comfortable with breaking my water....otherwise he would have wanted to wait it out a bit longer). For some reason it seemed like Brian didn't want him to break my water so I said we would wait a bit and see if the pit would put me into labor. Not more then 10 minutes later the day resident arrived and asked me if I wanted my water broken....(pretty sure she didn't know that Dr. J had just asked). She said that it would definitely speed things up. Thats all I needed to hear...I said lets do it!!! For some reason at this point I didn't care what the hubby thought. So the resident broke my water and not more than 30 seconds later my contractions were &lt;i&gt;more than&lt;/i&gt; uncomfortable...they were downright &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;PAINFUL&lt;/span&gt;. And believe me I could NO longer talk through them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Because of my blood pressure issues I needed to have some labs drawn (to check my platelet count) before an epidural could be started. So Amy immediately called lab and told them it was a &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;STAT&lt;/span&gt; order. I asked Amy what "&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;STAT&lt;/span&gt;" really meant. Remember I work at this hospital and &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;STAT&lt;/span&gt; isn't always quick. She said &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;STAT&lt;/span&gt; means they have an hour to get to me. Oh my word is all I could think at this point. My contractions were horrible. And changing positions only made it worse. But not more than 10 minutes later lab arrived...PTL!!! Amy called the anesthesiologist next and of course both the L &amp;amp;D anesthesiologists were in sections. Thankfully they found another anesthesiologist willing to come right over. Once that bad boy was in I was feeling lots better. *Note to self &lt;b&gt;NEVER&lt;/b&gt; let anyone break my water before an epidural is placed.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Well about an hour later I was checked again and wouldn't ya know...I was ready to push!!! Dr. J was called and when he arrived 15 minutes later I began pushing (it was 9:45&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt;). He waited around for a few contractions but said that he would check back in an hour if he hadn't gotten a call from Amy telling him I was ready. Well an hour passed and there appeared Dr. J again. He wasn't too impressed with my progress and without saying the "C" word threatened a C-Section. Basically he said that at this stage most people would have had their baby by now. Then he was off again but that was all I needed to hear to &lt;i&gt;really &lt;/i&gt;start pushing. (I will be very honest in saying that I was so afraid of pooping and/or farting while pushing that I definitely wasn't giving it my all). After 20 more minutes of &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;STRONG&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;pushing...Amy gave Dr. J a call and said that I was ready. He thought she was joking but no sir this momma heard his warning. Dr. J came back all smiles and said I didn't say the "C" word did I? My response...I understood what you meant! Neo had to be present at delivery because my sweet little Mason boy had decided to poop in utero...(this was noticed when my water was broken). Thankfully they were not needed because Mason came out with a soft whimper and Dr. J had told Brian and I that as long as he made some sort of noise after delivery that all would be fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And at 11:13&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt; our &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;iracle&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; BOY M&lt;/span&gt;ason&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; D&lt;/span&gt;ale entered into this world!!! Brian cut the cord and Dr. J said dad what do we have? But I saw that Buggy was a BOY at the same time Brian said &lt;b&gt;we have a boy&lt;/b&gt;. Oh when I saw my healthy baby boy it truly was the BEST moment of my life. Words cannot even begin to describe my emotions at that point. I was instantly in love. My first thought was he's healthy &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;AND&amp;nbsp;HUGE&lt;/span&gt;!!! But I didn't know how huge until he was weighed...and yes I was a bit surprised at my 9 pounds and 5 ounces of pure perfection!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-1433718151752982416?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/1433718151752982416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/01/long-awaited-birth-story.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/1433718151752982416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/1433718151752982416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/01/long-awaited-birth-story.html' title='The Long Awaited Birth Story'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SQ69QzslEBI/TvczfIWTLZI/AAAAAAAABzk/LTy0ubbx-EM/s72-c/2wk%2528b%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-4714092958452227552</id><published>2012-01-07T10:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T10:24:14.454-05:00</updated><title type='text'>M is for Mason</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mason just wanted to thank mommy's friend Erin for the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;AWESOME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;"M" block!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VrPwtAsL-B4/TwhiUJVIfWI/AAAAAAAAB5U/DswEOaIBit0/s1600/IMG_6587.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VrPwtAsL-B4/TwhiUJVIfWI/AAAAAAAAB5U/DswEOaIBit0/s320/IMG_6587.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And the other sides (of the block)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sTnEQhm5ri0/TwhiY0Gf9QI/AAAAAAAAB5k/dE18VZn_I6M/s1600/IMG_6594.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sTnEQhm5ri0/TwhiY0Gf9QI/AAAAAAAAB5k/dE18VZn_I6M/s320/IMG_6594.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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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;LOVE...LOVE...LOVE IT!!!&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/2350904589595796480-4714092958452227552?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/4714092958452227552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/01/m-is-for-mason.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/4714092958452227552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/4714092958452227552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/01/m-is-for-mason.html' title='M is for Mason'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VrPwtAsL-B4/TwhiUJVIfWI/AAAAAAAAB5U/DswEOaIBit0/s72-c/IMG_6587.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-6108023383711589892</id><published>2012-01-01T17:15:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T17:24:37.112-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Year in Review (2011)</title><content type='html'>As I posted&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/01/journey-week-40-post-baby.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;earlier today...2011 was not quite the year I imagined it to be (back on January 1, 2011). And even though (like I already mentioned) I became a mom...the year itself was filled with stress and anxiety. I will however, be forever thankful that it ended on such a high note. We truly serve an amazing God who most definitely carried us through the ups and downs of these past few months. &lt;i&gt;And even though&lt;/i&gt; I was a stressed out/anxious/nervous Nelly for the past 9 (plus) months...it all led me (us) to Mason and so the last 9 (plus) months were most def worth &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;all&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the worry. All I can say is we serve an &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt; God!!! And on the first day of this new year....I am surely praising Him for my (2 days late) Christmas 2011 miracle...Mason Dale!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing each and everyone of you all the best in 2012!!! Oh and aren't you proud of me...I said within a few days and here is my year in review &lt;i&gt;already&lt;/i&gt; :o)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;January&lt;/b&gt;.....Rang in the New Year by announcing that we were expecting again....only to find out that we miscarried a few weeks later (on January 14).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oIuPB40RLjo/TwDDyMgyHPI/AAAAAAAAB2E/SU9V_Kj0KGE/s1600/011+%25287+weeks%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oIuPB40RLjo/TwDDyMgyHPI/AAAAAAAAB2E/SU9V_Kj0KGE/s320/011+%25287+weeks%2529.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;February&lt;/b&gt;.....Found out that baby #3 would have been a BOY. We named him Luke!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;March&lt;/b&gt;.....Took a much needed trip to Arizona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QYKBa6YPm9M/TwDFRySgJhI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/Gg4PjBwphIg/s1600/IMG_4844.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QYKBa6YPm9M/TwDFRySgJhI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/Gg4PjBwphIg/s320/IMG_4844.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;April&lt;/b&gt;.....Implanted with MASON!!! And we got our BFP on April 22, 2011 (which happened to be Good Friday).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2MHcHQniOzs/TwDFlkiNjEI/AAAAAAAAB2c/02WLRn4-9GU/s1600/0412110831.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2MHcHQniOzs/TwDFlkiNjEI/AAAAAAAAB2c/02WLRn4-9GU/s320/0412110831.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1r0H5yWgAxA/TwDFrBmMX8I/AAAAAAAAB2k/2aGXyLS7nl4/s1600/2wk%2528e%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1r0H5yWgAxA/TwDFrBmMX8I/AAAAAAAAB2k/2aGXyLS7nl4/s320/2wk%2528e%2529.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n7RzRfNnpGE/TwDF0775s8I/AAAAAAAAB2w/mORaRFYjDiU/s1600/4wk%2528e%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n7RzRfNnpGE/TwDF0775s8I/AAAAAAAAB2w/mORaRFYjDiU/s320/4wk%2528e%2529.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;b&gt;May.&lt;/b&gt;....Started finishing our basement (and yes we're still in the process)!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g5gy3VcgGZE/TwDHQgPFA6I/AAAAAAAAB3Q/HFG6OeFtv94/s1600/IMG_5120.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g5gy3VcgGZE/TwDHQgPFA6I/AAAAAAAAB3Q/HFG6OeFtv94/s320/IMG_5120.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;June&lt;/b&gt;.....Celebrated Alayna and Ella's 1st Birthday(s).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-umd2gbDeT1g/TwDGcNn24II/AAAAAAAAB28/1c0NdelQnx4/s1600/IMG_5301.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-umd2gbDeT1g/TwDGcNn24II/AAAAAAAAB28/1c0NdelQnx4/s320/IMG_5301.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vo9bDTNA8OU/TwDGqNCfwfI/AAAAAAAAB3E/nHR-Oj8qxDY/s1600/IMG_5311.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vo9bDTNA8OU/TwDGqNCfwfI/AAAAAAAAB3E/nHR-Oj8qxDY/s320/IMG_5311.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And &lt;/i&gt;my niece Brinley Mae was born on June 25!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5MHwaGqdcjM/TwDHsUBdGQI/AAAAAAAAB3c/RrsDxgJ9rp8/s1600/IMG_5346.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5MHwaGqdcjM/TwDHsUBdGQI/AAAAAAAAB3c/RrsDxgJ9rp8/s320/IMG_5346.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;July&lt;/b&gt;...My birthday and a trip to Wisconsin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nQFj6OPVC2c/TwDIWj6CNLI/AAAAAAAAB3o/NZzopyKIHLE/s1600/IMG_5479.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nQFj6OPVC2c/TwDIWj6CNLI/AAAAAAAAB3o/NZzopyKIHLE/s320/IMG_5479.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;August&lt;/b&gt;.....Made it to 20 weeks with an excellent ultrasound showing a healthy baby...and of course passed the 22 week mark too...PTL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b9ojfbn6mCg/TwDI1eNIIeI/AAAAAAAAB30/YULtpiXkzjw/s1600/20wk%2528c%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b9ojfbn6mCg/TwDI1eNIIeI/AAAAAAAAB30/YULtpiXkzjw/s320/20wk%2528c%2529.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;September&lt;/b&gt;.....Annual trip to my parent's cabin in the UP with my whole family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WmZUh681k3Q/TwDKHAFN_9I/AAAAAAAAB4M/XLYeCq_PR4Y/s1600/IMG_5653.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WmZUh681k3Q/TwDKHAFN_9I/AAAAAAAAB4M/XLYeCq_PR4Y/s320/IMG_5653.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;October&lt;/b&gt;....My &lt;i&gt;first&lt;/i&gt; shower for &lt;strike&gt;Buggy&lt;/strike&gt; Mason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PgQcQ20dCCw/TwDKRX4KclI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/aSwsQqJtNs8/s1600/IMG_5952.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PgQcQ20dCCw/TwDKRX4KclI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/aSwsQqJtNs8/s320/IMG_5952.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;November&lt;/b&gt;.....Brian's birthday and more showers for Mason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rvzNg2tIXrU/TwDXYGjpnYI/AAAAAAAAB4w/DC1-YoQRAbY/s1600/IMG_6079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rvzNg2tIXrU/TwDXYGjpnYI/AAAAAAAAB4w/DC1-YoQRAbY/s320/IMG_6079.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;December&lt;/b&gt;.....Mason Dale Helmholdt was born 12/27/11...best day of &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;MY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AiBHGt4uQjw/TwDWrOanQpI/AAAAAAAAB4k/zxXhKhzy2Xs/s1600/IMG_6447.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AiBHGt4uQjw/TwDWrOanQpI/AAAAAAAAB4k/zxXhKhzy2Xs/s320/IMG_6447.JPG" width="240" /&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/2350904589595796480-6108023383711589892?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/6108023383711589892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/01/year-in-review-2011.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/6108023383711589892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/6108023383711589892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/01/year-in-review-2011.html' title='A Year in Review (2011)'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oIuPB40RLjo/TwDDyMgyHPI/AAAAAAAAB2E/SU9V_Kj0KGE/s72-c/011+%25287+weeks%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-3336823537536271218</id><published>2012-01-01T15:17:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T15:30:11.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Journey: Week 40 (Post Baby)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: x-large; line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Funny how much life can and does change in a year. Last year I posted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2010/12/year-in-review.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;. All I can say is 2010 was&lt;b&gt; the hardest&lt;/b&gt; year of my life and (at the beginning of 2011) I was certain that 2011 was going to be &lt;b&gt;the best year&lt;/b&gt; of my life. And although it did end with me being a mother...2011 was definitely another difficult year. I will try my best to do an update of the highs and lows of 2011 within the next few days but most of my spare time is spent loving on Mason these days. But one thing I do know is that 2012&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt; going to be the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: large; line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;best &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;year of my life!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;January 1, 2012&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;MASON'S&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;DUE DATE&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;How Far Along:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;5 days&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;POST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;baby!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;strong style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;Size of Baby: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;At his last weight check (which was this past Friday) Mason was 8lbs 11oz. (We left the hospital at 8lbs 11oz).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #40463c; line-height: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;Picture of Baby:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--9T1pphEtkg/TwB4T0nGQJI/AAAAAAAAB1M/v0jBxuyHp24/s1600/IMG_6514.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--9T1pphEtkg/TwB4T0nGQJI/AAAAAAAAB1M/v0jBxuyHp24/s320/IMG_6514.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;strong style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maternity Clothes: &lt;/b&gt;Yes and No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Weight Loss:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Down at least 20lbs (as of Friday morning...haven't weighed myself since).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Belly:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nlbTKcmU8Iw/TwB_9USJrjI/AAAAAAAAB1s/9xMzaoxWr1I/s1600/39wk%2528c%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nlbTKcmU8Iw/TwB_9USJrjI/AAAAAAAAB1s/9xMzaoxWr1I/s320/39wk%2528c%2529.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;December 25, 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2Q4ESeJcJ8w/TwC--Et0GKI/AAAAAAAAB14/CftUb1yAb4g/s1600/IMG_6515.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2Q4ESeJcJ8w/TwC--Et0GKI/AAAAAAAAB14/CftUb1yAb4g/s320/IMG_6515.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;January 1, 2012&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Stretch Marks:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;One super tiny one right above my belly button. I do believe that when my belly button shrinks back to normal size that it will be hidden though...and if it isn't this mama does NOT care!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sleep:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;AMAZING!!! So far the lil guy has been such a good sleeper. I currently&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;HAVE&lt;/span&gt; to wake him every 3 hours to eat. I'm sure this will change but for now I'm taking it. He did have one episode last night where he did NOT want to sleep though. I fed him at 11:30&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;pm&lt;/span&gt; and had him in his bassinet by 12:30&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt;. At 1:30&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt; he started fussing (mind you he was just laying in his bassinet for an hour awake &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; fussing). So I held him for a half hour before deciding to feed him a touch early. After he was changed, fed, burped, and changed (again)...he was sleeping by 2:30&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt;...AND so was his momma!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Best Moment of the Week:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mason's birth. Definitely the most &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;amazing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; day of my life. When they pulled him out and placed him on me all I could do was cry. Talk about instant &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Movement:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;He &lt;b&gt;loves&lt;/b&gt; his hands...(and boy oh boy does he ever&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;to have them right next to his face).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_H1iswAqPw/TwB7KdMOsFI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/kmbL3JpkTIQ/s1600/IMG_6495.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_H1iswAqPw/TwB7KdMOsFI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/kmbL3JpkTIQ/s320/IMG_6495.JPG" width="240" /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5s52E5mn28/TwB7Nn-vR_I/AAAAAAAAB1g/gzZDPnUIYlE/s1600/IMG_6501.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5s52E5mn28/TwB7Nn-vR_I/AAAAAAAAB1g/gzZDPnUIYlE/s320/IMG_6501.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Food Cravings: &lt;/b&gt;Nothing in particular. But I am trying to drink lots of H2O.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gender:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;A beautiful baby BOY...Mason Dale Helmholdt!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What I Miss (about being pregnant):&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nothing. I love holding my healthy baby boy in my arms. I love not worrying about movement. I love being less anxious!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What I'm Looking Forward to:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Anything and everything to do with my little boy. This is going to be the best year &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;OF MY LIFE&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emotions:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;When I first saw his sweet face I was overcome with emotion. And so thankful that he was healthy and that he had arrived safely. Over the last few days I keep having to remind myself that he's&lt;i&gt; really&lt;/i&gt; here...that&amp;nbsp;I AM an Earthly Mommy and boy oh boy do I&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;LOVE LOVE LOVE&lt;/span&gt; it!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-3336823537536271218?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/3336823537536271218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/01/journey-week-40-post-baby.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/3336823537536271218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/3336823537536271218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2012/01/journey-week-40-post-baby.html' title='The Journey: Week 40 (Post Baby)'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--9T1pphEtkg/TwB4T0nGQJI/AAAAAAAAB1M/v0jBxuyHp24/s72-c/IMG_6514.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-5085587669897206431</id><published>2011-12-31T18:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T18:16:09.284-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Already Famous</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.hollandsentinel.com/news/x550235958/Mason-Olivia-Elijah-Emma-top-local-2011-baby-names"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;Click here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;to read about my famous little guy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will try my best to write out Mason's birth story within the next few days. And also an update about his first few days at home. Oh and about some feelings concerning Mason, the girls, and being an Earthly mommy!!! &amp;nbsp;If only there were more time in a day :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-5085587669897206431?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/5085587669897206431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/already-famous_31.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/5085587669897206431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/5085587669897206431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/already-famous_31.html' title='Already Famous'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-5562931955610591128</id><published>2011-12-30T21:23:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T21:30:05.081-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Then and Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After 44 doctor appointments (which included 24 ultrasounds and 15 non-stress tests), 20 counseling sessions, 8 prenatal massages, 10 weeks worth of shots (8 weeks of IM booty shots), and an implantation day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;WE HAVE GONE FROM THIS...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EyDlUrzbTec/TrKoVRikhBI/AAAAAAAABd8/G1cUj5flk14/s1600/2wk%2528e%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EyDlUrzbTec/TrKoVRikhBI/AAAAAAAABd8/G1cUj5flk14/s320/2wk%2528e%2529.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;i&gt;TO THIS...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5PPNzaXRIls/Tv5y49cWUHI/AAAAAAAAB1A/MonjhKlxUp8/s1600/IMG_6436.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5PPNzaXRIls/Tv5y49cWUHI/AAAAAAAAB1A/MonjhKlxUp8/s320/IMG_6436.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;i&gt;WHAT A MIRACLE!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;"You will have pain but your pain will turn to joy."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;John 16:20&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;And on a completely different note...Happy 18 months in Heaven (today) to my sweet Ella Adrianna!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-5562931955610591128?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/5562931955610591128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/then-and-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/5562931955610591128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/5562931955610591128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/then-and-now.html' title='Then and Now'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EyDlUrzbTec/TrKoVRikhBI/AAAAAAAABd8/G1cUj5flk14/s72-c/2wk%2528e%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-543020120518719589</id><published>2011-12-29T17:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T17:43:54.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing Buggy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Yikes...I've been away from the blog for a few days. But only because I've had more important things to tend to!!! Meet my little&amp;nbsp;miracle...my rainbow baby...my gift from above...Mason Dale Helmholdt. He arrived on Tuesday December 27 at 11:13am. He weighed a whopping 9lbs 5oz and was 21 inches long. We are SO in love!!! More details to come but for now a few pictures...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aZYd6tDCTtk/Tvzp9JxyzdI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/meYCvX8hIa4/s1600/IMG_0334.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aZYd6tDCTtk/Tvzp9JxyzdI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/meYCvX8hIa4/s320/IMG_0334.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Shortly after delivery&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/-sYKq3mKBj8Q/TvzqbML6HkI/AAAAAAAAB0g/pVD3L_PBRMM/s1600/IMG_6447.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYKq3mKBj8Q/TvzqbML6HkI/AAAAAAAAB0g/pVD3L_PBRMM/s320/IMG_6447.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One day old&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/-Z_2qx8fcXZ8/TvzqvPxPbAI/AAAAAAAAB0o/5eOnSDIVgAw/s1600/IMG_6474.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_2qx8fcXZ8/TvzqvPxPbAI/AAAAAAAAB0o/5eOnSDIVgAw/s320/IMG_6474.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Two days old and ready to GO HOME!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-543020120518719589?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/543020120518719589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/introducing-buggy.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/543020120518719589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/543020120518719589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/introducing-buggy.html' title='Introducing Buggy...'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aZYd6tDCTtk/Tvzp9JxyzdI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/meYCvX8hIa4/s72-c/IMG_0334.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-4884707123059559653</id><published>2011-12-25T20:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T20:55:03.228-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It really didn't feel much like Christmas this year. I think for 2 big reasons. First because there is&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt; snow to be seen and second I just&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;want to meet my sweet baby&amp;nbsp;(already). But Christmas it was and we truly did have a very wonderful Christmas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I was getting ready for church this morning when Brian said are you at a point where you can take a "break." I asked him why and he said because Santa had left some presents for me under our Christmas tree. I told him that we didn't have a Christmas tree and he said...&lt;b&gt;yes we do&lt;/b&gt;!!!&amp;nbsp;And sure enough sitting under our "Alayna and Ella" tree were some presents all wrapped up. The hubby...even though we had agreed to NO presents (for each other) this year....bought &lt;strike&gt;me&lt;/strike&gt; us some presents. The (us) presents: the last 2 Harry Potter DVD's and 2 card games (Quiddler and Five Crowns). The (me) present: my "L" for Luke charm and then Brian got himself something too. Gotta love that hubby of mine!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KEwV7zhCdZc/TvfHsrHyDrI/AAAAAAAABzw/m3nvPSx24_4/s1600/IMG_6365.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KEwV7zhCdZc/TvfHsrHyDrI/AAAAAAAABzw/m3nvPSx24_4/s320/IMG_6365.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The gifts under our precious tree.&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QrpHLFx9Tqg/TvfO678X0EI/AAAAAAAAB0E/x8MsFsQYfiU/s1600/photo+%25281%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QrpHLFx9Tqg/TvfO678X0EI/AAAAAAAAB0E/x8MsFsQYfiU/s320/photo+%25281%2529.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;My Alayna, Ella, and (now) Luke charms!!!&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: left;"&gt;Then after church we headed over to Brian's parents house to celebrate Christmas. A much quieter affair than &amp;nbsp;any Vugteveen get together...thats for sure!!! But we had a wonderful time talking, eating, opening some presents, and playing a little Quiddler. And Baby H even got him/herself another present...his/her Chicco Liteway stroller!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-06Ppo3HjJ4Y/TvfHvD9uTNI/AAAAAAAABz4/h9-HdvRweck/s1600/IMG_6372.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-06Ppo3HjJ4Y/TvfHvD9uTNI/AAAAAAAABz4/h9-HdvRweck/s320/IMG_6372.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The annual "in front of the tree" pose.&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/2350904589595796480-4884707123059559653?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/4884707123059559653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-merry-christmas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/4884707123059559653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/4884707123059559653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KEwV7zhCdZc/TvfHsrHyDrI/AAAAAAAABzw/m3nvPSx24_4/s72-c/IMG_6365.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-5908826902714054977</id><published>2011-12-25T09:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T09:27:53.018-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas From Heaven</title><content type='html'>Wishing my 3 little angels in Heaven a&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Merry Christmas. Know that mommy and daddy&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;miss&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;you 3 so&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;very very&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;much!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Merry Christmas From Heaven&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Author Unknown)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Throughout the Christmas season.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Don't fall into despair&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Relive the special times we shared&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strike&gt;I&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strike&gt;We&amp;nbsp;promise&amp;nbsp;&lt;strike&gt;I'll&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;we'll be there.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You'll find&amp;nbsp;&lt;strike&gt;me&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;us in the stories&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Of loved ones who stop by&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strike&gt;I am&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;We are the flickering candlelight&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strike&gt;My&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;Our spirit did not die.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Continue with traditions&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And gather round the tree&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strike&gt;I&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strike&gt;We want you to be happy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You were everything to&amp;nbsp;&lt;strike&gt;me&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;us!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;So, fill the house with warm thoughts&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And know that&amp;nbsp;&lt;strike&gt;I am&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;we are a part&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Of all the joy the season holds&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Here always, in your heart.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love From Above,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Alayna, Ella, and Luke&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-5908826902714054977?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/5908826902714054977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas-from-heaven.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/5908826902714054977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/5908826902714054977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas-from-heaven.html' title='Merry Christmas From Heaven'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-2481637977661468043</id><published>2011-12-25T09:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T09:27:03.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Journey: Week 39</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: red;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: lime;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: red;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: lime;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: red;"&gt;Y&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: lime;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: red;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: lime;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: red;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: lime;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: red;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: lime;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: red;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: lime;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: red;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: red;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;December 25&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;How Far Along:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;39 weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;Size of Baby:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Our little bug-a-boo on average now weighs a bit over 7 pounds (&lt;b&gt;pry more like over 8lbs&lt;/b&gt;) and measures over 20 inches long. Or for comparisons sake…the size of a mini watermelon (yikes)!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #40463c; line-height: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;39 weeks:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px;"&gt;My baby is waiting to greet the world! Meanwhile, he/she continues to build a layer of fat to help control his/her body temperature after birth. (Boys tend to be slightly heavier than girls.) The outer layers of his/her skin are sloughing off as new skin forms underneath.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;(Information taken from babycenter.com)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maternity Clothes:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Yep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Weight Gain:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;Ughh all the yummy Christmasy food did me in. I'm up another 4lbs which puts me at a 50lb weight gain...yikes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Belly:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wVctl0y0RbA/TvcyXGIbjRI/AAAAAAAABzY/94Rn9LYKBRs/s1600/39wk%2528b%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wVctl0y0RbA/TvcyXGIbjRI/AAAAAAAABzY/94Rn9LYKBRs/s320/39wk%2528b%2529.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stretch Marks:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;One tiny one right above my belly button...its a&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;mark!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sleep:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;For the past few nights I have woken up anywhere between 4:30&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;and&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;6&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;unable to fall back to sleep. After laying there (praying that I will fall back to sleep) for maybe 45 minutes or so I finally just get up, eat some cereal, and lay on the couch where I miraculously fall back to sleep within minutes. Must be the change in position is all I need. My best sleep is when I first fall asleep...I can typically get a good 2-3 hour stretch but the rest of the night I manage maybe 1-2 hours at a time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Movement:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Buggy has been very cooperative as of lately...praying it stays this way until he/she makes his/her debut!!! Buggy&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;LOVES&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;to jam his/her buttocks into my right ribs...its oh so comfortable for this mama :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Symptoms:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Frequent Braxton Hicks but otherwise no real contractions. Crampy here and there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Food Cravings:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Orange juice, grapefruit, Honey Nut Cheerios, and of course&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;SWEETS&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gender:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;We're gonna find out&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;THIS WEEK&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What I Miss:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;When it comes right down to it...absolutely nothing. Carrying this sweet miraculous little life has been worth every ache and pain and sleepless night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What I'm Looking Forward to:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Holding Buggy&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;THIS WEEK&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;and founding out if my Rainbow babe is a BOY or a GIRL!!! Either way I am going to&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;him/her to pieces!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Milestones:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;I made it through a pregnancy with a full grown babe on board...who is just waiting to meet the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emotions:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Excited beyond words!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-2481637977661468043?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/2481637977661468043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/journey-week-39.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/2481637977661468043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/2481637977661468043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/journey-week-39.html' title='The Journey: Week 39'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wVctl0y0RbA/TvcyXGIbjRI/AAAAAAAABzY/94Rn9LYKBRs/s72-c/39wk%2528b%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-3597645605589253651</id><published>2011-12-24T14:09:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T17:47:27.249-05:00</updated><title type='text'>(Merry) Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday the whole fam went to my parent's house for Sunday dinner and we snapped a quick photo of the (thus far) grandchildren. It's nearly impossible to get them all looking...especially with 4 cameras snapping away..they just don't know which way to look!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ghvkpfk4NsA/TvYZAlesHGI/AAAAAAAABxA/UyvvIHpS2Lo/s1600/IMG_6265.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ghvkpfk4NsA/TvYZAlesHGI/AAAAAAAABxA/UyvvIHpS2Lo/s320/IMG_6265.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Easton, Cambrey with Brinley, Cole, Kylynn, and Addi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And on Wednesday we snapped a quick picture before heading out to our friend's (Steve and Laura) house to enjoy our second Christmas party of the season. (The first was Thanksgiving weekend with my mom's side). I didn't take any pictures other than this one...oops. We kept our tradition going which meant a yummy dinner of (oil and cheese) fondue and boy was it ever tasty!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cG6Lllkkd6U/TvYZJsmT7UI/AAAAAAAABxI/9yFl2uXx-24/s1600/IMG_6312.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cG6Lllkkd6U/TvYZJsmT7UI/AAAAAAAABxI/9yFl2uXx-24/s320/IMG_6312.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The hubby and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And last night we celebrated Christmas with my family. Oh the noise but oh what fun!!! Can't wait until next year when Buggy and baby boy Vugteveen (due in April) get to join in on all the fun. We started with some appetizers and punch and then moved on to a wonderful steak dinner with lots of good side dishes (broccoli with cheese, strawberry pretzel salad, mashed potatoes, bacon cheese bread, (homemade) applesauce, etc). And after present opening time (which was chaos as usual)...we ended with a more then excellent ice cream dessert!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you were on the carpet...you got to open a present. You better believe they &lt;b&gt;ALL&lt;/b&gt; made a dash to the carpet when they heard that!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xCeJLwkR624/TvYZNz5dzjI/AAAAAAAABxQ/wuEG0Os3Oy8/s1600/IMG_6318.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xCeJLwkR624/TvYZNz5dzjI/AAAAAAAABxQ/wuEG0Os3Oy8/s320/IMG_6318.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On the "special" carpet square!!!&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/-Vi6PFvj_ris/TvYZQoaSGHI/AAAAAAAABxY/PUrRg0BICPQ/s1600/IMG_6357.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vi6PFvj_ris/TvYZQoaSGHI/AAAAAAAABxY/PUrRg0BICPQ/s320/IMG_6357.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kylynn and I&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/-ncddqvT1Hjw/TvYZTTyFTjI/AAAAAAAABxg/NRBWJvtdwYo/s1600/IMG_6342.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ncddqvT1Hjw/TvYZTTyFTjI/AAAAAAAABxg/NRBWJvtdwYo/s320/IMG_6342.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cambrey and I&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/-HXN7zeT74SQ/TvYZVkwSNmI/AAAAAAAABxo/FyeS1W2ViPQ/s1600/IMG_6358.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HXN7zeT74SQ/TvYZVkwSNmI/AAAAAAAABxo/FyeS1W2ViPQ/s320/IMG_6358.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Addi and I&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lftF7KL_JPY/TvYZYDEr37I/AAAAAAAABxw/EyPa7Nb3OEw/s1600/IMG_6321.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lftF7KL_JPY/TvYZYDEr37I/AAAAAAAABxw/EyPa7Nb3OEw/s320/IMG_6321.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cole...he is quite a challenge to take a picture of these days...&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/-U23hHFkB8aQ/TvYZpMRH62I/AAAAAAAAByA/iOXYrTF3b2Y/s1600/IMG_6346.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U23hHFkB8aQ/TvYZpMRH62I/AAAAAAAAByA/iOXYrTF3b2Y/s320/IMG_6346.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Easton Marc...funny boy who wanted all of cousin Cole's presents!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0qwJOYO0Zh0/TvYaNkIDX6I/AAAAAAAAByc/ODX_OaHmvgc/s1600/IMG_6356.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0qwJOYO0Zh0/TvYaNkIDX6I/AAAAAAAAByc/ODX_OaHmvgc/s320/IMG_6356.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And Brinley with Aunt Linnie and her soon-to-be&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;favorite cousin!!!&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/-Iwsqe2bPWr0/TvZWWR2KIPI/AAAAAAAABzM/QMnuYcitMsY/s1600/IMG_1024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Iwsqe2bPWr0/TvZWWR2KIPI/AAAAAAAABzM/QMnuYcitMsY/s320/IMG_1024.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Papa and Grandma V with all the grandchildren. &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/-V7mKAIvfo_8/TvYZr70BVmI/AAAAAAAAByI/m3KCdwtMHWY/s1600/IMG_6349.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V7mKAIvfo_8/TvYZr70BVmI/AAAAAAAAByI/m3KCdwtMHWY/s320/IMG_6349.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The 3 big girls opening their gifts from Uncle Brian&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and Aunt Linnie.&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/-eig8NWbYS5A/TvYZujzv5OI/AAAAAAAAByQ/6INqPHBJxTk/s1600/IMG_6332.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eig8NWbYS5A/TvYZujzv5OI/AAAAAAAAByQ/6INqPHBJxTk/s320/IMG_6332.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I could eat her up...Brinley came up with a new way to open up her presents.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cgh-ECU7Gt0/TvYahXa7_7I/AAAAAAAAByo/2iKSddX7mVA/s1600/IMG_6353.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cgh-ECU7Gt0/TvYahXa7_7I/AAAAAAAAByo/2iKSddX7mVA/s320/IMG_6353.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy and Mommy sitting on Buggy's Christmas gift from Papa and Gma V. (another gift originally bought for the twins)...but so thankful that we get to use it with our Rainbow baby!!!&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: left;"&gt;Tonight Brian and I are heading over to my parent's house for pizza and games...just the 4 of us. (All my siblings have other Christmas parties to attend). And then tomorrow afternoon after church we'll celebrate Christmas with Brian's parents. And that will wrap up Christmas 2011.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And on a totally different note...Happy 18 months in Heaven (today) to my sweet Alayna Joy!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-3597645605589253651?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/3597645605589253651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas-eve.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/3597645605589253651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/3597645605589253651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas-eve.html' title='(Merry) Christmas Eve'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ghvkpfk4NsA/TvYZAlesHGI/AAAAAAAABxA/UyvvIHpS2Lo/s72-c/IMG_6265.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-8560339279208118146</id><published>2011-12-22T17:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T17:13:37.211-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Non-Stress Test #15</title><content type='html'>Thankful for another good appointment!!! Well the blood pressure &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; a little high (which meant I had to lay on my side for a few) but other than that...everything was looking &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;GOOD&lt;/span&gt;!!! My blood pressure was 140/76 and after laying on my side for 5 minutes it came down nicely to 120/72. Buggy was super cooperative during today's non-stress test. No extra tummy pushing nor did I have to sit there a little longer to get a few more acelerations. Heartbeat did its typical fluctuation between the 140's and 150's. Oh and I found out a few appointments ago that my strep test was negative so no antibiotics for me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The office was &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;so&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; busy today. I'm guessing because they have limited appointments this Friday and are closed this coming Monday...just trying to cram everyone in. So I had to wait just a bit for my nurse to call me back. I was just getting comfy in my recliner chair when she had to quickly go into another room. When she came back she apologized and said that a lot of sudden appointments had popped up (aka...bad things happening to other patients). I told her it was no problem. She strapped me in and I didn't really see her again until my test was over (and normally she checks in frequently). So she again apologized and said that she wasn't trying to ignore me but that she had just run a patient over to the hospital. Again I told her that I completely understood. Plus by now I can read the monitor just fine so I knew that Buggy was kicking the non-stress test's butt!!!&amp;nbsp;When I got into the car I told Brian why I was calling a bit later and told him how thankful I was that we were not in that situation again. Makes you put things into perspective...thats for sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-8560339279208118146?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/8560339279208118146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/non-stress-test-15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/8560339279208118146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/8560339279208118146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/non-stress-test-15.html' title='Non-Stress Test #15'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-3604429346465756435</id><published>2011-12-21T22:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T22:40:26.875-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Nursery Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So I know I said yesterday that Buggy's room was basically complete and I know I said I was in no rush to pick out a clock or some artwork but that was before I spent all yesterday afternoon on Etsy :o) I have been relaxing (aka...couch sitting) a&amp;nbsp; &lt;strike&gt;little&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;LOT&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;more than last weeks "&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;GO...GO...GO&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;motto" because at this point I would prefer that Buggy spend a few more days in my belly. I would just like to get through all the Christmas parties before his/her arrival...instead of spending the holidays &lt;i&gt;at the hospital&lt;/i&gt; but if Buggy has other plans...then so be it!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So back to the nursery talk. I was on Etsy yesterday and came across some super cute artwork. I messaged a couple of the owners to see if they could "modify" the colors because I want all the artwork to be in my color scheme...(although I am okay with a little gray here and there) and one owner told me she could (yea!!!) but I haven't heard from the other yet (not surprising seeing as its December 21). But here are a few of the pieces I am considering...(again remember that all of the artwork &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;WILL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; be in white, gray, black, and yellow).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I will be choosing between one of the first two pieces...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V3EJSBNsJhU/TvJNqFAPMAI/AAAAAAAABvs/y_PyHikX0fc/s1600/il_570xN.194463010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V3EJSBNsJhU/TvJNqFAPMAI/AAAAAAAABvs/y_PyHikX0fc/s320/il_570xN.194463010.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IrcfNWmwqJI/TvJNrpG4nlI/AAAAAAAABv0/DR2A1I3xya8/s1600/il_570xN.248056889.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IrcfNWmwqJI/TvJNrpG4nlI/AAAAAAAABv0/DR2A1I3xya8/s320/il_570xN.248056889.jpg" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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;You can find her work at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/AppleBlossomPrint"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Apple Blossom Print&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;And I will be choosing between two of the following five pieces...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4ldX7q6_1Go/TvJNtH8wd9I/AAAAAAAABv8/69PQ1iXIWik/s1600/il_570xN.271741624.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="258" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4ldX7q6_1Go/TvJNtH8wd9I/AAAAAAAABv8/69PQ1iXIWik/s320/il_570xN.271741624.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WzhSVbisbe8/TvJNv6budHI/AAAAAAAABwM/WcOWio2g1OA/s1600/il_570xN.290315925.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WzhSVbisbe8/TvJNv6budHI/AAAAAAAABwM/WcOWio2g1OA/s320/il_570xN.290315925.jpg" width="253" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LTmKajI9TWU/TvJNxMRoxSI/AAAAAAAABwU/plH6ab1nTp0/s1600/il_570xN.290445312.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LTmKajI9TWU/TvJNxMRoxSI/AAAAAAAABwU/plH6ab1nTp0/s320/il_570xN.290445312.jpg" width="251" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8uwkc3vYrVU/TvJNyoPKFgI/AAAAAAAABwc/TfUn6hV3vZY/s1600/il_570xN.293817486.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="258" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8uwkc3vYrVU/TvJNyoPKFgI/AAAAAAAABwc/TfUn6hV3vZY/s320/il_570xN.293817486.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(If I went with either of these pieces I would have the wording taken off)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NS7c95B-Mc0/TvJNue0YBKI/AAAAAAAABwE/mdtlc9LzhlM/s1600/il_570xN.286897592.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="248" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NS7c95B-Mc0/TvJNue0YBKI/AAAAAAAABwE/mdtlc9LzhlM/s320/il_570xN.286897592.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You can find her work at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/vtdesigns"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;VT Designs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. And this is the owner that I &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;KNOW&lt;/span&gt; can change all colors to my color scheme!!!&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: left;"&gt;And these are the frames I picked up (today) at Michaels for 50% off for the above artwork...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PRs8Er7FSJw/TvJPWNIjJzI/AAAAAAAABws/LsMfBjUVaJE/s1600/IMG_6308.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PRs8Er7FSJw/TvJPWNIjJzI/AAAAAAAABws/LsMfBjUVaJE/s320/IMG_6308.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&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: left;"&gt;And I went to Target (with my handy giftcards) and found this clock (I know gasp...its not in my color scheme but I liked it so I bought it) and another picture frame for the bookshelf. Here's my funny story behind these purchases. Target (as you can imagine) was &lt;i&gt;c-r-a-z-y&lt;/i&gt; busy. The cashier quickly rang up my two purchases, bagged them, and was already ringing up the next person before I had even grabbed my bag or put my giftcard back in my wallet. Once I got home I looked at my receipt and wouldn't you know...she didn't charge me for the picture frame. And there was no way pregnant 'ole me was heading all the way back to Target for a $10 frame.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z1CFFfg3_4Y/TvJPSbX-n8I/AAAAAAAABwk/OI1dekwBh1U/s1600/IMG_6305.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z1CFFfg3_4Y/TvJPSbX-n8I/AAAAAAAABwk/OI1dekwBh1U/s320/IMG_6305.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: left;"&gt;And I saw on Lindsey's blog (&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://daniel-worththewait.blogspot.com/2011/06/diy-blocks-for-maternity-pictures.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Worth the Wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;a super cute DIY project. So I went to Hobby Lobby and bought some blocks, yellow paint and black letters. Unfortunately they only had one block (in the size that I wanted and it was cracked) so then I headed over to Michaels and they didn't even have the size I wanted at all...so I guess I'm just gonna have to wait until after the New Year. But I plan on spray painting the blocks yellow and putting the stickers on to spell Bug's name...can't wait to see the finished product!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/-m6t5IyRP1nE/TvJPaJTOJzI/AAAAAAAABw0/yF36SmXwpw4/s1600/IMG_6311.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m6t5IyRP1nE/TvJPaJTOJzI/AAAAAAAABw0/yF36SmXwpw4/s320/IMG_6311.JPG" width="240" /&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: left;"&gt;Oh and yesterday when I was checking out nursery ideas at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.chiccheapnursery.com/category/real-rooms/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;website I came across a white changing table where the peeps had switched out the white knobs for pink. I loved the idea so yesterday when Brian and I were picking out hardware for the basement we order 6 black knobs for our changing table. Now we just have to wait for them to come in. Oh the ideas keep flowing!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-3604429346465756435?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/3604429346465756435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/more-nursery-stuff.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/3604429346465756435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/3604429346465756435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/more-nursery-stuff.html' title='More Nursery Stuff'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V3EJSBNsJhU/TvJNqFAPMAI/AAAAAAAABvs/y_PyHikX0fc/s72-c/il_570xN.194463010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-8584609738694538953</id><published>2011-12-21T11:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T17:07:05.822-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Different Experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 3.0pt; mso-outline-level: 3;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The closer I get to my due date the more I start thinking about the girl's delivery. How I never got to see their beautiful eyes. How I never heard them cry. How we walked out of the hospital with empty arms. How hard that drive home was...tears streaming down my cheeks wishing it was all just a bad dream.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 3.0pt; mso-outline-level: 3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 3.0pt; mso-outline-level: 3;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; line-height: 200%;"&gt;I've been told that Bug's delivery will be bittersweet. And I believe it. I cannot even watch a baby story anymore without tearing up during the delivery. Oh what a miracle it is. I just know I will be bawling when I hear that first cry. When I see my sweet Buggy (hopefully eyes wide open). When I hold my sweet Buggy (this healthy take-home baby) that I have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;"&gt;prayed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;"&gt;prayed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;"&gt;prayed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;"&gt;for. What an amazing (but very emotional) day it will be!!! I am&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;"&gt;ready for this new journey. And I am&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;"&gt;ready to put the last 9 months of stress and anxiety behind me (and I welcome the stress and anxiety of a newborn). I welcome the sleepless nights with my sweet baby because nothing could ever compare to the sleepless nights filled with nightmares after losing the girls (and after finding out we had lost Luke).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 3.0pt; mso-outline-level: 3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 3.0pt; mso-outline-level: 3;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: 16.8pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 3.0pt; mso-outline-level: 3; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Footprints On Our Hearts&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: 19.2pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;These tiny sets of footprints is all we have of you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 20pt;"&gt;When you were taken from us, our hopes and dreams were too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 20pt;"&gt;We miss you oh so much, our precious little ones. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 20pt;"&gt;Our lives are filled with sadness now, instead of filled with joy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: 20.0pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: 20.0pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Our arms are empty; our eyes are filled with tears.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 20pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You were what we'd waited for, for oh so many years. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 20pt;"&gt;You were so very beautiful; perfect hands and feet, tiny nose and eyes. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 20pt;"&gt;What we would have given though, just to hear you cry.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: 20.0pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: 20.0pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Coming home without you wasn't what we'd dreamed. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 20pt;"&gt;Looking at your empty room makes me want to scream.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 20pt;"&gt;We had so many plans for you, so many things to do.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 20pt;"&gt;Now we're left with shattered dreams, crying without you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: 20.0pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: 20.0pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;We wish you could have stayed with us; we loved you from the start. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 19.2pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Now all we have are memories, and your footprints on our hearts.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: 19.2pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: 19.2pt; margin-bottom: 9.0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Author Unknown&lt;/i&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/2350904589595796480-8584609738694538953?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/8584609738694538953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/different-experience.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/8584609738694538953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/8584609738694538953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/different-experience.html' title='A Different Experience'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-8298222026991418597</id><published>2011-12-20T13:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T13:25:50.388-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nursery Tour</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The nursery is basically complete. Well as complete as it can be until Buggy arrives!!! And I &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LOVE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; how it turned out...&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/-fOo5G88nm0w/TvDHDF-bqYI/AAAAAAAABuc/YKU9dNu6W5A/s1600/IMG_6291.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fOo5G88nm0w/TvDHDF-bqYI/AAAAAAAABuc/YKU9dNu6W5A/s320/IMG_6291.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;View from the door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Don't mind the swing...its not a "part" of the nursery but I didn't feel like moving 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/-Alner5QZ4Jc/TvDHNlTIEwI/AAAAAAAABuk/CtyYhCeZRS0/s1600/IMG_6289.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Alner5QZ4Jc/TvDHNlTIEwI/AAAAAAAABuk/CtyYhCeZRS0/s320/IMG_6289.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Diaper stacker, changing table, and diaper champ.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xz8Jq9eJj-w/TvDHTIsmscI/AAAAAAAABus/UspOACWuMH8/s1600/IMG_6302.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xz8Jq9eJj-w/TvDHTIsmscI/AAAAAAAABus/UspOACWuMH8/s320/IMG_6302.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pictures above the changing table...Mommy and Daddy with Alayna, Buggy at 20 weeks, and Mommy and Daddy with Ella.&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/-Ky6ET_ZVMUo/TvDHc4WYfbI/AAAAAAAABu0/7-FBgcrrES8/s1600/IMG_6287.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ky6ET_ZVMUo/TvDHc4WYfbI/AAAAAAAABu0/7-FBgcrrES8/s320/IMG_6287.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;IKEA bookshelf...needs some filling up yet!&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/-NmJf76NPr54/TvDHjil1oCI/AAAAAAAABu8/3sUHhbKrzVw/s1600/IMG_6286.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NmJf76NPr54/TvDHjil1oCI/AAAAAAAABu8/3sUHhbKrzVw/s320/IMG_6286.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Rocker and baby's name (in these &lt;a href="http://www.usababy.com/twelve-timbers-funky-letter-a-white-funky-5-5.htm"&gt;letters&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;WILL&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;go on the wall next to the window. &amp;nbsp;&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/-PtpQsRGya2k/TvDHp4TBMVI/AAAAAAAABvE/9x7RXcC3lOk/s1600/IMG_6279.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PtpQsRGya2k/TvDHp4TBMVI/AAAAAAAABvE/9x7RXcC3lOk/s320/IMG_6279.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Rocker, crib, and my awesome (I Samuel 1:27) phrase.&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/-UlhBCRwnltI/TvDIEHiisQI/AAAAAAAABvM/lx3BbLGR0KE/s1600/IMG_6283.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UlhBCRwnltI/TvDIEHiisQI/AAAAAAAABvM/lx3BbLGR0KE/s320/IMG_6283.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Close-up shot of "the phrase!"&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/-uD3tWc6Vteg/TvDIVv14b1I/AAAAAAAABvU/aHf2pfeqegY/s1600/IMG_6292.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uD3tWc6Vteg/TvDIVv14b1I/AAAAAAAABvU/aHf2pfeqegY/s320/IMG_6292.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Left side of the closet...yes its a little empty yet but that will be fixed &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; soon!!! I love how baby friendly the closet is...5 shelves on the left side and 3 on the right...plus the perfect amount of room for baby/toddler clothes! You can't tell by the picture but the top shelf is already full of my extras (crib sheet, changing pad cover, pack 'n play sheet, crib mattress, etc...plus Alayna and Ella's plush toys from last&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-eve-with-my-family.html"&gt;Christmas&lt;/a&gt;.&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/-RZphf1Xj2bE/TvDIZKYrHLI/AAAAAAAABvc/LtdAZAdXzMU/s1600/IMG_6293.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RZphf1Xj2bE/TvDIZKYrHLI/AAAAAAAABvc/LtdAZAdXzMU/s320/IMG_6293.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The right side of the closet...what clothes will need to be returned?!?&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/-Xxg7M1HR_t4/TvDInA63kWI/AAAAAAAABvk/l_TNrUlCJEI/s1600/IMG_6300.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xxg7M1HR_t4/TvDInA63kWI/AAAAAAAABvk/l_TNrUlCJEI/s320/IMG_6300.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Buggy's toys (I &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; my 31 bag) and hamper (both in the closet).&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;Once Buggy is here I'm sure the bookshelf and the closet will fill right up but otherwise I am &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; happy with Bug's nursery!!! Yes I might add some things here and there but for now its feeling complete. As you pry noticed I don't have a lamp in the nursery but Brian put a dimmer on the light switch last night so I don't feel like a lamp is necessary. However, I would like to get a clock for the room but to be honest I haven't even started looking for one yet (and it has to fit my yellow, black, and white theme). I also might look for some cute artwork for the walls but I'm in no rush. I got done what I wanted and thats all that matters to me!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-8298222026991418597?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/8298222026991418597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/nursery-tour.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/8298222026991418597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/8298222026991418597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/nursery-tour.html' title='Nursery Tour'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fOo5G88nm0w/TvDHDF-bqYI/AAAAAAAABuc/YKU9dNu6W5A/s72-c/IMG_6291.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-3849799130080161841</id><published>2011-12-19T16:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T16:39:41.657-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Non-Stress Test #14</title><content type='html'>Had another good appointment today!!! Blood pressure was 132/84. No protein in the urine. Bug's heartbeat bopped between the 140's and the 150's. And&amp;nbsp;Buggy passed the non-stress test with relative ease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now when I say Buggy passed with relative ease what I mean is there was one "little hitch" to us passing. Since Buggy was pretty calm today (he/she was moving but not a whole lot)...the "little hitch" was that we got &lt;b&gt;buzzed&lt;/b&gt;. And did that &lt;i&gt;ever&lt;/i&gt; get Buggy moving :o). Because Buggy wasn't moving a whole lot today they put a buzzer right up to my belly and it buzzed for like 5 seconds. (If the baby reacts to it...excellent. If not then an ultrasound is sometimes needed). But no ultrasound was needed because Buggy started kicking and moving with heart accelerations like crazy once he/she heard the buzz. Of course I was slightly concerned that I had to be "buzzed" but Dr. J reassured me that &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;EVERYTHING&lt;/span&gt; looked excellent and that I had no reason to be concerned about anything at all. He said that at this stage babies have longer sleep cycles and chances are Bug was just sleeping...and that the&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;BUZZ&lt;/span&gt; woke him or her right up!!! Thankful for another good report!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-3849799130080161841?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/3849799130080161841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/non-stress-test-14.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/3849799130080161841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/3849799130080161841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/non-stress-test-14.html' title='Non-Stress Test #14'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-6914992031012163630</id><published>2011-12-18T15:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T15:11:55.027-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Journey: Week 38</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;December 18&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;How Far Along:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;38 weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;Size of Baby:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Our little bug-a-boo on average now weighs about 6.8 pounds and measures over 19.5 inches long. Or for comparisons sake…like a leek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UFrVDk3RZE4/TpH1JlGpQoI/AAAAAAAABaI/rREGVIs-SLA/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UFrVDk3RZE4/TpH1JlGpQoI/AAAAAAAABaI/rREGVIs-SLA/s1600/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;A leek!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;38 weeks:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 20px;"&gt;My baby has a firm grasp, which I’ll soon be able to test when I hold his/her hand for the first time! Bug’s organs have matured and are ready for life outside the womb. If I’m wondering what color my baby's eyes will be...I may not be able to tell right away. If he/she is born with brown eyes, they'll likely stay brown. If he/she is born with steel gray or dark blue eyes, they may stay gray or blue or turn green, hazel, or brown by the time he/she is 9 months old. That's because a child's irises (the colored part of the eye) may gain more pigment in the months after he/she is born, but they usually won't get "lighter" or more blue.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;(Information taken from babycenter.com)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maternity Clothes: &lt;/b&gt;For the most part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Weight Gain:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Up another 3lbs...putting the total at 46lbs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Belly:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BxTo5HzbZ8I/Tu5GrtJuX0I/AAAAAAAABuM/6VwQOVd3izI/s1600/38wkd%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BxTo5HzbZ8I/Tu5GrtJuX0I/AAAAAAAABuM/6VwQOVd3izI/s320/38wkd%2529.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: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iiy9sOwqwR4/Tu5GudbiE0I/AAAAAAAABuU/A-y1l3Ljo3g/s1600/IMG_6262.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iiy9sOwqwR4/Tu5GudbiE0I/AAAAAAAABuU/A-y1l3Ljo3g/s320/IMG_6262.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: x-small;"&gt;Me (38wks) and my sis-in-law Jana (23wks)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stretch Marks:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Maybe a few around my belly button...but not really sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sleep:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Up basically every hour to pee = one tired mama. And rolling over is &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; an easy thing to do these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Best Moment of the Week: &lt;/b&gt;Passing no-stress tests and feeling Buggy move.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Movement:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sometimes more than other times...but I just keep reminding myself that there isn't much room for Buggy to move anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Symptoms:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Fingers are swollen. Face is swollen. And (in my opinion) my toes look like sausages. And I've noticed (starting this week) that a few of my shoes are &lt;strike&gt;quite&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;very uncomfortable...good thing I have less than 2 weeks to go. Heartburn has gotten a touch worse this week and I have had quite a few Braxton Hicks this week too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Food Cravings:&lt;/b&gt; Sweets, cereal, grapefruit and orange juice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What I Miss:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Normal looking toes ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What I'm Looking Forward to: &lt;/b&gt;Holding my BABY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Milestones:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;I worked my last shift this past Thursday!!! So I have from now until baby is born&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; PLUS&lt;/span&gt; 12 more weeks &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;OFF&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emotions: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt; SO &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt; READY FOR MY BUGGY TO BE BORN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-6914992031012163630?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/6914992031012163630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/journey-week-38.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/6914992031012163630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/6914992031012163630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/journey-week-38.html' title='The Journey: Week 38'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UFrVDk3RZE4/TpH1JlGpQoI/AAAAAAAABaI/rREGVIs-SLA/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-2624124069847890307</id><published>2011-12-17T22:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T22:29:21.011-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Survey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;Christmas Survey&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Compliments of&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://randomthoughtsfromangie.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Angie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://randomthoughtsfromangie.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Random Thoughts from Angie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;strong style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;Egg Nog or Hot Chocolate?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hot chocolate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;FOR SURE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;!!! And made with &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;LOTS&lt;/span&gt; of marshmallows &lt;i&gt;or&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;LOTS &lt;/span&gt;of&amp;nbsp;whipped cream!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;Colored lights on tree/house or white?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt; think that colored&lt;i&gt; can&lt;/i&gt; look very pretty but we always do white on both the tree and our house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;Do you hang mistletoe?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nope and I've never been kissed under one either...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;When do you put your decorations up?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The day (or weekend) after Thanksgiving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;What is your favorite holiday dish?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mmmmm too many good ones to pick from but I &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; all the yummy Christmasy sweets (Christmas Cookies (my mom's recipe) and Peanut Butter Balls definitely make the top of the list)) and I really love my mom's homemade apple pie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;Favorite Holiday memory as a child?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I always loved being with family (playing with my cousins to be specific) and eating lots of yummy food on Christmas Eve and Christmas Day. But the one Christmas that I (nor my siblings) will ever forget would be the Christmas when we all got jeans and the rest of our cousins got toys...the Vugteveen kiddos were disappointed to say the least. We can laugh about it now but my mom said the reason for the jeans was that they (my parents) didn't have a lot of money that year so necessities were more important than toys.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;When and how did you learn the truth about Santa?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I don't think I ever &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; believed in Santa...must be why my siblings and I left cookies out for our dad!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;Do you open a gift on Christmas Eve?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;When I was really little yes because we celebrated Christmas with my mom's side on Christmas Eve. When I was in my "middle" years yes because we celebrated Christmas with my immediate family on Christmas Eve. And now it just depends. Since I work Christmas Eve every 3 years (and one of my sis-in-laws works retail) and with a big immediate family we &lt;i&gt;try to&lt;/i&gt; celebrate Christmas on Christmas Eve with my immediate family but for the last few years we've had to move the celebration to a different day so the answer would be no for my "later" years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;How do you decorate your Christmas tree?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;First of all we do artificial (boring...&lt;i&gt;maybe&lt;/i&gt; but &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;WAY&lt;/span&gt; easier). (And lucky for us its a pre-lit artificial tree). I first place my funky red glitter pieces into the tree...see the zoomed in picture below...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3NrAQ0D9UXQ/Tuz9SinyURI/AAAAAAAABuE/n0UzE3gb0eg/s1600/012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3NrAQ0D9UXQ/Tuz9SinyURI/AAAAAAAABuE/n0UzE3gb0eg/s320/012.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;and then I add the ornaments one by one.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;Snow! Love it or Dread it?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I love it for oh about 2-3 months (beginning in mid-December) and then I am &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; over it. And I definitely &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; a snowy white Christmas!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;Do you remember your favorite gift?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The year I got jeans for Christmas ;) No but seriously I don't really remember a favorite gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;What is your favorite holiday dessert?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Apple Pie (homemade).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;What is your favorite holiday tradition?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;When I was little I would say my favorite tradition was opening stockings Christmas morning with my siblings but thats been done and over with for a few years now. To be honest I don't currently have a fave tradition...hopefully we'll make some new traditions (starting next year) with Buggy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;Candy Canes: Yuck or Yum?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Yum!!! I like fruity flavored ones the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;Favorite Christmas movie? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;Hmmm...I would have to say National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is your favorite Christmas song? &lt;/b&gt;I don't have a favorite. But I absolutely&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; Christmas music!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-2624124069847890307?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/2624124069847890307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-survery.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/2624124069847890307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/2624124069847890307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-survery.html' title='Christmas Survey'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3NrAQ0D9UXQ/Tuz9SinyURI/AAAAAAAABuE/n0UzE3gb0eg/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-8903496219767184453</id><published>2011-12-16T16:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T16:48:30.188-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2011 Christmas Card</title><content type='html'>Wishing you all a very Merry Christmas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewWidget" style="height: 494px; width: 425px;"&gt;&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewWidgetTop" style="background-image: url(http://cdn.staticsfly.com/img_/share/preview/msc/widget/top.gif); height: 6px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewWidgetCenter" style="background-image: url(http://cdn.staticsfly.com/img_/share/preview/msc/widget/bg.gif); background-repeat: repeat-y; height: 482px; padding: 0 6px 0 6px;"&gt;&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewLogo" style="height: 34px; padding: 14px 0 0 14px; width: 105px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://cdn.staticsfly.com/img_/share/preview/msc/widget/logo.gif" style="background: #ffffff; border: none; box-shadow: none; padding: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewContainer" style="height: 350px; padding: 0; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://share.shutterfly.com/action/welcome?sid=0AbsWzhy3csWTiQ&amp;amp;eid=118"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images-community.shutterfly.com/prs/v1/0AbsWzhy3csWSA/0AbsWzhy3csWSOLA/p/67b0de21b3127d902548/JPEG/1324071930000/0/" style="background: #ffffff; 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of cards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewWidgetBottom" style="background-image: url(http://cdn.staticsfly.com/img_/share/preview/msc/widget/bottom.gif); height: 6px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much Love,&lt;br /&gt;The Helmholdts&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-8903496219767184453?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/8903496219767184453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/2011-christmas-card.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/8903496219767184453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/8903496219767184453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/2011-christmas-card.html' title='2011 Christmas Card'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-6714204356063673051</id><published>2011-12-15T22:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T16:20:43.274-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Non-Stress Test #13</title><content type='html'>So today's appointment was a loooong one...&lt;em&gt;almost&lt;/em&gt; 2 hours long...(they were running a bit behind). But once again I left feeling&lt;em&gt; very&lt;/em&gt; reassured. Yesterday and this morning Buggy was less active (which I know&amp;nbsp;at this stage is totally normal) but it just makes me a little uneasy. So I loved how cooperative (aka...active) Buggy was today during the non-stress test. Heartbeat was mostly in the 150's and 160's with a few blips into the 170-180's. Blood pressure was a little elevated (140/82) so I had to lay on my side for a few minutes but thankfully it came down nicely (and quickly) to 116/72. All in all Dr. J was happy with everything. And if he is happy then so am I!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I wrote my letter to the L&amp;amp;D staff at Spectrum (which included my wants and my don't wants concerning delivery) and my nurse said that when she faxed over all of my information to the L&amp;amp;D charge nurse that she was &lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt; receptive to it. And Dr. J &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;LOVED&lt;/span&gt; (absolutely LOVED) that I wrote a letter. He even personally went to make a copy of the letter and told me to personally walk that copy over to the charge nurse...so I did. He said to me...if a parent personally walked a letter over to your floor who had previously lost a child (on your floor)...wouldn't you do everything in your power to meet their requests...and the answer is obvious...most definitely YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are going to try their best to put me on 3C (I delivered the girls on 2C) but if that's not possible then they will most definitely make sure to NOT put me in the same room as the girls (this is all I truly care about). I was bummed to find out that my 2 favorite nurses (from the girls) no longer work L&amp;amp;D at Spectrum but I did list a few nurses that already know my history (whom I would love to have as well)...just praying that one of them is working. If on the off chance none of the nurses that I mentioned are working (when I am induced) then I just asked for a nurse with experience in caring for a woman delivering after loss. Simple enough requests...don't ya think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was leaving Dr. J gave me a little hug and said the moment you hold this baby will be a moment of sadness and joy all in one. Sadness over all I (we) never got to experience with the girls and &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;joy&lt;/span&gt; that this sweet little miracle has finally made it into our arms. All I can say is tonight I am so thankful for such a wonderful and caring doctor that has made this journey of pregnancy after loss that much easier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-6714204356063673051?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/6714204356063673051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/non-stress-test-12_15.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/6714204356063673051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/6714204356063673051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/non-stress-test-12_15.html' title='Non-Stress Test #13'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-5360902736588741550</id><published>2011-12-14T18:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T18:21:26.921-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Every Day Means We're ONE Day Closer</title><content type='html'>First things first...thought you would all enjoy a lovely picture of my belly. I've told you before but I'm telling you again this little babe &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LOVES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the right side of his/her mama's belly. (And &lt;b&gt;YES&lt;/b&gt; this &lt;b&gt;IS&lt;/b&gt; a straight on picture of the belly...isn't it a beaut).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XEjr6sl4CQ0/TukrwBKQ93I/AAAAAAAABt0/FSIxdnfvK00/s1600/IMG_6242.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XEjr6sl4CQ0/TukrwBKQ93I/AAAAAAAABt0/FSIxdnfvK00/s320/IMG_6242.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non-Stress Test...CHECK.&lt;br /&gt;Hair Appointment...CHECK.&lt;br /&gt;Counseling Session with the hubby...CHECK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my husband who is&lt;i&gt; totally&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;a talker can officially say that he attended his first counseling session (not that he will share this with anyone)...but I am happy to say that it went very well. We learned&amp;nbsp;all about post-pardum depression and its signs and symptoms. We also had time to just ask general questions about labor and delivery and the such. (My counselor was a L&amp;amp;D nurse for over 20 years at the hospital I will be delivering at). She also&amp;nbsp;recommended writing a note (to go on my chart) with a list of requests for my delivery. My requests are fairly simple...I do &lt;b&gt;NOT&lt;/b&gt; want to be put in the same room where I delivered my girls and I &lt;b&gt;WOULD&lt;/b&gt; like a nurse who is aware of my history. There are a few nurses that I know who work in Spectrum's L&amp;amp;D so I will be putting their names down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After counseling we had to stop by my sister's house so Brian could take a look at their computer. They were having a little computer trouble and since Brian is good with computers he was recruited to fix the problem. I have no computer talent so I just went along for the ride. Well waiting my niece hopped up on my lap and wanted to feel Buggy move (which means Cole hopped up too)! And this is what my sweet niece said to me..."You know what Aunt Linnie...me and mommy prayed for you and baby when we were doing the laundry." And then she went on to say and I would like to pray for you and baby right now too. (She is only 4 years old folks)!!! And this was her prayer..."Dear Jesus, please be with Aunt Linnie and her baby and all my grandpas and grandmas too...Amen!" Oh how I love her!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relaxing on the couch...CHECK!!!&lt;br /&gt;Groceries...CHECK.&lt;br /&gt;2nd to last shift at work...CHECK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I came home from work to this sweet gift from one of the hubby's coworkers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tJd978YUFeU/Tukrohv69vI/AAAAAAAABts/V9JWazWZxgw/s1600/IMG_6250.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tJd978YUFeU/Tukrohv69vI/AAAAAAAABts/V9JWazWZxgw/s320/IMG_6250.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Nursery Rhymes DVD, a book, and 2 lil toys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pedicure...CHECK.&lt;br /&gt;Prenatal massage...CHECK.&lt;br /&gt;Made a few meals to freeze...CHECK.&lt;br /&gt;Bible Study Christmas Party...almost CHECK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what arrived today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lxE-kjfUBO4/TukrkqFw5fI/AAAAAAAABtk/Q0BGkqmIm8o/s1600/IMG_6251.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lxE-kjfUBO4/TukrkqFw5fI/AAAAAAAABtk/Q0BGkqmIm8o/s320/IMG_6251.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Bug's diaper stacker!!!&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: left;"&gt;And guess what else came today...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/-UuKk9hezcm0/Tukt3Jlx4nI/AAAAAAAABt8/ZVSLVNXRAUQ/s1600/download.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UuKk9hezcm0/Tukt3Jlx4nI/AAAAAAAABt8/ZVSLVNXRAUQ/s1600/download.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The proof of the wall saying that will be in Buggy's room!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mandy (the gal who helped me design the wall saying) said she could drop it off tonight or tomorrow so here's to hoping the hubster will have it up by this weekend. Time-out who am I kidding...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;IT WILL BE UP BY THIS WEEKEND&lt;/span&gt; :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-5360902736588741550?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/5360902736588741550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/every-day-means-were-one-day-closer.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/5360902736588741550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/5360902736588741550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/every-day-means-were-one-day-closer.html' title='Every Day Means We&apos;re ONE Day Closer'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XEjr6sl4CQ0/TukrwBKQ93I/AAAAAAAABt0/FSIxdnfvK00/s72-c/IMG_6242.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-8700570941512126180</id><published>2011-12-13T08:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T08:24:03.705-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Non-Stress Test #12</title><content type='html'>I started this post yesterday afternoon but when the eyes started to close I decided to take a &lt;strike&gt;quick&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;nap&amp;nbsp;instead. And obviously since I am posting it today...I never got back to it...whoops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But back to my update...Ahhhhh only a few more appointments to go until Baby Helmholdt arrives!!! I am so ready to be done with weekly (or since 32 weeks twice a week) appointments...not that I don't enjoy hearing my sweet Bug's heartbeat and knowing that he/she is okay but I just want to hold my Miracle Baby already...and that's all there is to it. Bug cooperated nicely today...meaning lots of accelerations and back to baselines. But my nurse was being super picky and wanted the accels to baselines to last longer. So she did a little belly pushing to get one more really good acceleration. But I have NO qualms with her being super picky with Bug's movements....just means everyone cares lots and lots about my little Buggy!!! Heart beat on average was more in the 150 range yesterday and hit the 160's and 170's frequently during his/her accelerations. Blood pressure was 138/80...a touch higher but nothing to be concerned about per Dr. J. Urine looked good. And Dr. J is happy with my weight gain. He said he couldn't be happier with where were at and that our prayers (to get to 37 weeks) have been answered!!! Back again on Thursday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-8700570941512126180?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/8700570941512126180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/non-stress-test-12.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/8700570941512126180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/8700570941512126180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/non-stress-test-12.html' title='Non-Stress Test #12'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-8247879767661971281</id><published>2011-12-11T19:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T19:44:04.281-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Blog Award!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px;"&gt;I would like to give a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px;"&gt;big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px;"&gt; thanks to&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://chasingourstork.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Baby Hopes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://chasingourstork.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Chasing Our Stork: From ART to Adoption&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;for my first&lt;i&gt; ever &lt;/i&gt;blog award!!! She is an amazing woman and oh so very soon she will be an amazing momma too (to 3 beautiful children...2 through adoption and 1 is currently cooking in the oven). Her story is an amazing testimony that miracles &lt;b&gt;DO&lt;/b&gt; happen!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n8ayywoqXK4/TuT7NUfW4-I/AAAAAAAABtE/vRg2clWtmv8/s1600/Tell_Me_About_Yourself_Blog_Award.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n8ayywoqXK4/TuT7NUfW4-I/AAAAAAAABtE/vRg2clWtmv8/s1600/Tell_Me_About_Yourself_Blog_Award.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;So the way this award works is that those awarded tell 7 things about themselves that others may not know. Then pass the award on to 15 other bloggers that you want yourself and others to know more about!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: #c0a154; color: #333333; line-height: 20px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #c0a154; color: #333333; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: #c0a154; color: #333333; line-height: 20px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Seven things you may not know about ME:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 20px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;1. For some odd reason I do &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; like&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;butterfly's. I really have &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; idea why because they are harmless but it is what it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;2. Brian and I met because he was (is) one of my brothers close friends. For over 11 years I thought of him as a brother (because he was always at my house growing up). For the 3 years prior to us dating my sister tried to hook us up but because of the 8 year age gap it took some time for the spark to be lit but once it was...there was no putting it out!!! We were engaged after only 3.5 months of dating!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;3. Exactly 4 years before we started dating Brian and I made a little deal...we were at my parent's cabin in the UP (the same place where 4 years later we fell in love). He had been drinking a wee bit but told 20 year old me that if in 10 years neither of us were married that we should marry each other. Thankfully it didn't take 10 years for us to make good on our little deal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;4. When I was just two years old my big sissy (by 20 months) saved my life. I was face down in the lake behind our house. When my sister saw me she ran up the deck to tell our mom that I was" downding." Thankfully it was April and the water was cold...pry the reason I survived.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;5. I tore both my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;ACL&lt;/span&gt;'s playing soccer. I tore my first&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;ACL&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;my Senior year of high school and to make matters worse it was the very first game of the season. As you can all imagine I thought my life was over because soccer was&lt;i&gt; so&lt;/i&gt; important to me. (Little did I know what was all to come...). And then a mere 2 years later I tore the other &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;ACL &lt;/span&gt;when on&amp;nbsp;a mission trip in Jamaica. In retrospect I should have stayed on the side lines cheering with the rest of the girls.Oh well...lesson learned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;6. I have webbed toes on both my feet. And it looked like Ella was well on her way to webbed toes too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;7. I was a daddy's girl growing up. And just the other day my mom told me that my dad misses me. He told her that he "feels" like he doesn't get to see me much since I got married. Love him!!! And on a side note if we have a boy he will be named after my dad (and Brian and his dad too...they all have the same middle name). My mom didn't like the name (not that I really do either) so neither of my brothers are named after him nor are either of my nephews...so baby boy Helmholdt would be the first!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;And now the 15 ladies I would like to nominate for the "&lt;i&gt;Tell Me About Yourself Award...Your Blog is &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;GREAT&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; are...(&lt;/b&gt;I wish I could nominate more than 15 blogs but rules are rules...just know that I think every blog that I follow is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;GREAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;)!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;1. Krista at&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://jandkplustwo.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;J and K Plus Two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;2. Heather at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://alittlehopeinmypocket.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;A Little Hope in My Pocket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;3. Jacquelyn at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.thehowardbunch.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;The Howard Bunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;4. Bethany at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://becomingtheglupkers.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Marked by Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;5. Chelle at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://mdieleman.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Mini-Van Mega-Fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;6. Kami at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://mylovesjayandmorgan.blogspot.com/?zx=2c46501ff31df4fc"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Heaven Sent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Private)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;7. Angie at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://randomthoughtsfromangie.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Random Thoughts from Angie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;8. E at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://dreamingofpinkandblue.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Dreaming of babies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;9. Bobbi at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.thejohnsonsjourney.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;The Johnson's Journey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;10. Jamie at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://minimemom.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;MiniMe Mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;11. Lindsey at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://daniel-worththewait.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Worth the Wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;12. Erin at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://jesusmeandif.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Jesus, Me and Infertility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Private)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;13. Kristin at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://dksterk.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;The Sterks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;14. Jen at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.ourmicropreemietwins.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Our Micro-Preemie Twins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;15. Lindsi at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://alanandlindsi.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;The Hancocks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;All 15 of these ladies are an inspiration to me because each and every single one of them has gone through or is going through infertility and/or loss...two struggles very close to my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-8247879767661971281?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/8247879767661971281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-first-blog-award.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/8247879767661971281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/8247879767661971281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-first-blog-award.html' title='My First Blog Award!!!'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n8ayywoqXK4/TuT7NUfW4-I/AAAAAAAABtE/vRg2clWtmv8/s72-c/Tell_Me_About_Yourself_Blog_Award.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-855536789760565570</id><published>2011-12-11T15:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T15:03:01.349-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Journey: Week 37 (aka: FULL-TERM BABY)!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;December 11&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;How Far Along:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;37 weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;Size of Baby:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Our little bug-a-boo on average now weighs almost 6 and 1/3 pounds and measures a bit over 19 inches long. Or for comparisons sake…like a stalk of Swiss chard. ***&lt;b&gt;Pretty sure Bug is at least 7 and 1/2 pounds by now since he/she was an even 6lbs &lt;i&gt;3&lt;/i&gt; weeks ago.&lt;/b&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JK4foGPkinY/TpHzk0-7pwI/AAAAAAAABaE/hq3uzrupV84/s1600/swiss-chard-image-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JK4foGPkinY/TpHzk0-7pwI/AAAAAAAABaE/hq3uzrupV84/s320/swiss-chard-image-1.jpg" width="234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;A stalk of Swiss Chard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;37 weeks:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px;"&gt;My baby is now considered "full term," even though my due date is three weeks away. If I would go into labor now, Bug’s lungs would likely be mature enough to fully adjust to life outside the womb. (Some babies need a bit more time, though. So if I were planning to have a repeat c-section, for example, my doctor would schedule it for no earlier than 39 weeks unless there was a medical reason to intervene earlier). Many babies have a full head of hair at birth, with locks from 1/2 inch to 1 1/2 inches long. But I won’t be surprised if my baby's hair isn't the same color as mine. Dark-haired couples are sometimes thrown for a loop when their children come out as blonds or redheads, and fair-haired couples have been surprised by Elvis look-a-likes. And then, of course, some babies sport only peach fuzz.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;However, since Brian is dark haired and I am blond we would only be shocked if we had a redhead!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Information taken from babycenter.com)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maternity Clothes:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Weight Gain:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Well we passed the big 4-0 since I gained 3.5lbs this week. Must be all the chocolate I ate or maybe the scale was off last week. Either way I have gained a total of 43lbs thus far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Belly:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yZTSKlNwHeg/TuUIB4_jFgI/AAAAAAAABtM/w-bWbYjSp8s/s1600/IMG_6228.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yZTSKlNwHeg/TuUIB4_jFgI/AAAAAAAABtM/w-bWbYjSp8s/s320/IMG_6228.JPG" width="240" /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SOcrgyYhUn8/TuUIFLrorBI/AAAAAAAABtU/TyLb5ahdc2E/s1600/IMG_6233.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SOcrgyYhUn8/TuUIFLrorBI/AAAAAAAABtU/TyLb5ahdc2E/s320/IMG_6233.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Can you see the unevenness of my belly...Bug &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;LOVES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; my right side!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_q18CDS0vGs/TuUINQlt6wI/AAAAAAAABtc/kZ9Mou4lnSE/s1600/IMG_6237.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_q18CDS0vGs/TuUINQlt6wI/AAAAAAAABtc/kZ9Mou4lnSE/s320/IMG_6237.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stretch Marks:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Fingers crossed...none yet but I've still got 2-3 weeks to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sleep:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Oh its horrible. I totally know what people mean when they say they are just ready for baby to come in their last month of pregnancy. I typically wake up every 1.5-2.5 hours to pee and rotate. If I lay on one side too long I get really achy and super uncomfortable. I feel tired and I also think I "look" tired too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Movement: &lt;/b&gt;Buggy doesn't like to move during our non-stress tests but otherwise he/she has been a very good mover this week. No days of panic (this week) for this mama!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Symptoms:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Tired, achy, sore, and a little crampy. My mom also thinks that I have dropped some...which may very well be true since Buggy's heart beat was heard lower in my belly than the previous week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Food Cravings:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sweets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gender:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Can't wait for my Christmas surprise!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What I Miss: &lt;/b&gt;There may be a few things that I miss but Buggy is more than worth missing anything.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What I'm Looking Forward to: &lt;/b&gt;Holding (and meeting) my sweet bundle of&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; LOVE&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Milestones:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Bug is officially full-term this week...ahhhhhh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Emotions:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Bug will be here in less than 3 weeks. I am over the moon &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;READY&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;EXCITED&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-855536789760565570?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/855536789760565570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/journey-week-37-aka-full-term-baby.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/855536789760565570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/855536789760565570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/journey-week-37-aka-full-term-baby.html' title='The Journey: Week 37 (aka: FULL-TERM BABY)!!!'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JK4foGPkinY/TpHzk0-7pwI/AAAAAAAABaE/hq3uzrupV84/s72-c/swiss-chard-image-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-4679906820819446128</id><published>2011-12-10T14:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T14:52:05.804-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Helmholdt Happenings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I can hardly believe that in less than &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; weeks my sweet Rainbow baby &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;WILL BE HERE&lt;/span&gt;!!! Oh this mama is over the moon &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;EXCITED&lt;/span&gt; and more than&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;READY&lt;/span&gt;!!! &lt;strike&gt;We're&lt;/strike&gt; Brian is hoping that Buggy will cook for at least another week (or two) because he really wants to have most of the painting finished in the basement before our sweet bundle arrives. I on the other hand will be more than ready after this coming Wednesday (&lt;b&gt;but if he/she decided to come before Wednesday you wouldn't hear me complaining&lt;/b&gt;)...not that I think this is going to happen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The finish work (in the basement) was done last week (yea!!!) and Brian's cousin started priming/painting all the trim and doors this past Tuesday and should be starting on the staining this week (hopefully done by midweek) and then Brian's dad will get as far as he can with the walls before Bug arrives. Then we will take a little break to adjust to our new life before finishing the whole she-bang. It's coming along nicely or so I hear (I haven't been down there at all this week with all the paint fumes).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My reason(s) for wanting Bug to arrive after Wednesday are purely selfish. On Monday I have a hair appointment and my last counseling session before Buggy's arrival. Brian will be attending this session with me because my counselor will be going over post-pardum depression signs and symptoms for Brian to look out for...so yes I would &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; like to get this last session in. And then on Wednesday I am planning on getting a pedicure (gotta have pretty toes in the delivery room) and I have my last scheduled prenatal massage (unless I book an appointment for the following week). Oh and at night I have a Christmas get-together with my Bible Study girls. This week I also have 2 more non-stress tests plus 2 more shifts at work (my last 2 shifts!!!)...and our house gets cleaned one final time on Monday...then its back up to me to keep the house all spiffy. So its gonna be another busy week but that just means were &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;ONE WEEK CLOSER TO BUG'S ARRIVAL&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This week I received a few more shower gifts from some of my lovely coworkers...thanks Jenn, Melissa, and Jesslyn for the awesome gifts!!! And Jen for the Target giftcard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/-5Tov9JLIREc/TuOojjeR31I/AAAAAAAABss/rcTKPHy0Io4/s1600/IMG_6221.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Tov9JLIREc/TuOojjeR31I/AAAAAAAABss/rcTKPHy0Io4/s320/IMG_6221.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;From Jesslyn: homemade baby wipes (plus the recipe) and some super cute toys!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kCEBJdydbC8/TuOon0aTBSI/AAAAAAAABs0/Uv9pGhdrq3g/s1600/IMG_6222.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kCEBJdydbC8/TuOon0aTBSI/AAAAAAAABs0/Uv9pGhdrq3g/s320/IMG_6222.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;From Melissa: diapers and this book by Max Lucado&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bjLezot8umY/TuOotojEO9I/AAAAAAAABs8/dalmty1NVMc/s1600/IMG_6224.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bjLezot8umY/TuOotojEO9I/AAAAAAAABs8/dalmty1NVMc/s320/IMG_6224.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Jenn: these SUPER cute onesies, book, and a giftcard to Buy Buy Baby&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/2350904589595796480-4679906820819446128?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/4679906820819446128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/helmholdt-happenings_10.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/4679906820819446128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/4679906820819446128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/helmholdt-happenings_10.html' title='Helmholdt Happenings'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Tov9JLIREc/TuOojjeR31I/AAAAAAAABss/rcTKPHy0Io4/s72-c/IMG_6221.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-7281564592550801926</id><published>2011-12-08T12:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T12:57:24.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Non-Stress Test #11</title><content type='html'>Buggy and I had another good appointment today. And as Dr. J said...boring is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;GOOD&lt;/span&gt;!!! Blood pressure stayed stable at 136/74 and urine looked good. Buggy wasn't much of a mover today (seems to be his/her norm)...but we passed with just a little tummy pushing!!! Heartbeat seemed to sit more in the 140's but as always dipped to the 130's and into the 150's with a few spikes into the 160's. Next appointment is this coming Monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-7281564592550801926?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/7281564592550801926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/non-stress-test-11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/7281564592550801926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/7281564592550801926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/non-stress-test-11.html' title='Non-Stress Test #11'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-7077864007698865373</id><published>2011-12-08T12:37:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T12:52:21.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bereaved Parent's Wish List</title><content type='html'>Hard to believe that its been &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;ONE&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;whole year since we found out&amp;nbsp;we were expecting our&lt;i&gt; third&lt;/i&gt; little miracle. I remember the day like it was yesterday. Brian couldn't take the day off to be with me (while we waited for the phone call) so my mom took the day off instead. After November's BFN...there was NO way I could or wanted to hear the news sitting home by myself again. I will forever be grateful that my mom spent the day with me. We ate a little breakfast at Panera Bread, we got pedicures, and did a little shopping until I just couldn't concentrate anymore. After shopping we went back to my mom's house to wait for the phone call. It was a little before 2pm and I said to my mom maybe we should go to my house and see if they called the home phone. She agreed so to my house we went...but the answering machine was not blinking. I was going crazy because when we got the girl's positive and the previous month's negative I knew before 11am. And then the call finally came...WE WERE PREGNANT!!! And even though we lost our precious third miracle a few weeks later...the one thing I will say is that it made Christmas 2010 more bearable (since it was suppose to be the girl's first Christmas). But here's to Christmas 2011 (plus a few days) being THE BEST CHRISTMAS TO DATE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend emailed me "A Bereaved Parent's Wish List" a few days ago and even though some of it may not/does not apply to me anymore some of it &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;certainly&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; still does...and some of it may still apply to some of you so I wanted to share it with you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: #222222; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;A B&lt;/span&gt;ereaved&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; P&lt;/span&gt;arent's&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; W&lt;/span&gt;ish&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; L&lt;/span&gt;ist&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: inherit;"&gt;I &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; my child hadn't died.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: inherit;"&gt;I &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; I had my child back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;I &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; you wouldn't be afraid to speak my child’s name.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;My child&amp;nbsp;lived and was very important to me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;I need to hear that my child was&amp;nbsp;important to you also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;If I cry and get emotional when you talk about my child, I &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;knew that it isn't because you have hurt me. My child’s death is the&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;cause of my tears. You have talked about my child and you have allowed&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;me to share my grief. I thank you for both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: inherit;"&gt;Being a bereaved parent is not contagious, so I &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;wish&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;you wouldn't shy away from me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;I need you now more than ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;I need diversions, so I do want to hear about you, but I also want&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;you to hear about me. I might be sad and I might cry, but I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: #222222;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt; you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;would let me talk about my child; my favorite topic of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;I know that you think of and pray for me often. I also know that my&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;child’s death pains you too. I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;wish&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;you would let me know these things&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;through a phone call, a card or note, or a real big hug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;wish&lt;/span&gt; you wouldn't expect my grief to be over. The months/years are&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;traumatic for me, but I&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;wish&lt;/span&gt; you could understand that my grief will&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;never be over. I will suffer the death of my child until the day I die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;I am working hard in my recovery, but I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;wish&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;you could understand&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;that I will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: #222222;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;never&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt; fully recover. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: #222222;"&gt;I will always miss my child and I will&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: #222222;"&gt;always grieve that my child is gone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;wish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you wouldn't expect me “not to think about it” or “be happy”.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Neither will happen for a very long time, so don’t frustrate yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: inherit;"&gt;I don’t want to have a “pity party”, but I do &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; you would let me grieve. I must hurt before I can heal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;wish&lt;/span&gt; you understood how my life has shattered.&lt;/b&gt; I know it is&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;miserable for you to be around me when I’m feeling miserable. Please be&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;as patient with me as I am with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: inherit;"&gt;When I say, “I’m doing okay”, I &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; you could understand that I don’t “feel” okay and that I struggle daily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;wish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you knew that all of the grief reactions I’m having are very&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;normal. Depression, anger, hopelessness and overwhelming sadness are&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;all to be expected. So please excuse me when I’m quiet and withdrawn or&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;irritable and cranky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Your advice to “take it one day at a time” is excellent advice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;However, a day is too much and too fast for me right now. I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: #222222;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt; you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;could understand that I’m doing good to handle an hour at a time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Please excuse me if I seem rude, it’s certainly not my intent.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Sometimes the world around me goes too fast and I need to get off. When&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;I walk away, I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: #222222;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;wish &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;you would let me find a quiet place to spend time&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;wish&lt;/span&gt; you understood that grief changes people. When my child died,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;a big part of me died too. I am not the same person I was before my&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;child died and I will never be that person ever again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: inherit;"&gt;I &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; my child hadn't died. I wish I had my child back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;Love you Luke!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-7077864007698865373?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/7077864007698865373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/bereaved-parents-wish-list.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/7077864007698865373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/7077864007698865373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/bereaved-parents-wish-list.html' title='A Bereaved Parent&apos;s Wish List'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-6868122185609428666</id><published>2011-12-07T09:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T09:24:41.049-05:00</updated><title type='text'>(Almost) Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I0yjSqs1VQM/TtwSw-kV4NI/AAAAAAAABr8/OoQcE70KLlE/s1600/IMG_6197.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I0yjSqs1VQM/TtwSw-kV4NI/AAAAAAAABr8/OoQcE70KLlE/s320/IMG_6197.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-14IxJq1uGGA/TtwSzqe503I/AAAAAAAABsE/ZKpfR_4X54Y/s1600/IMG_6199.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-14IxJq1uGGA/TtwSzqe503I/AAAAAAAABsE/ZKpfR_4X54Y/s320/IMG_6199.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DMpLJH7GC7k/TtwS3HK24XI/AAAAAAAABsM/wIDOxmSyP6Q/s1600/IMG_6201.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DMpLJH7GC7k/TtwS3HK24XI/AAAAAAAABsM/wIDOxmSyP6Q/s320/IMG_6201.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past Saturday I was at my sister's house just hanging out for a bit when my niece Cambrey decided that she wanted to feel Buggy move so she pulled my shirt up and put her hand on my belly. And if you know my nephew Cole at all...you know he immediately wanted in on the action too! Cambrey kept saying, "Why won't the baby move?" And..."Aunt Linnie I think your baby just moved." It was so sweet. They seriously had their hands on my belly for a good 10-15 minutes. I asked Cole if he thought he was going to have a girl cousin or a boy cousin and in his sweet little voice he said...gurl cousin. And of course I don't even ask Cambrey anymore cause she always says girl :) Guess we'll find out in another 3 weeks (give or take a day or two)!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-6868122185609428666?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/6868122185609428666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/almost-wordless-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/6868122185609428666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/6868122185609428666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/almost-wordless-wednesday.html' title='(Almost) Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I0yjSqs1VQM/TtwSw-kV4NI/AAAAAAAABr8/OoQcE70KLlE/s72-c/IMG_6197.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-4821383149815872518</id><published>2011-12-06T20:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T20:56:15.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Non-Stress Test #10</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was non-stress test #10 and until now I haven't even had a chance to post about it because I have been so busy. But rest assured...all was well!!! Blood pressure was a little high at 138/80 (but still under my parameters) so Dr. J was happy. Trace of protein in the urine but at this point nothing to be concerned about. All I can say is that I am so thankful for each new day because it brings me one day closer to holding my Earthly Angel!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-4821383149815872518?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/4821383149815872518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/non-stress-test-10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/4821383149815872518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/4821383149815872518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/non-stress-test-10.html' title='Non-Stress Test #10'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-1981799266725172874</id><published>2011-12-06T20:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T20:44:29.111-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Years of Wedded Bliss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Today marks 3 years of wedded bliss!!! And the one thing that I can surely say is that time sure does fly by (whether you're having fun or not). And even though we've endured a lot these past few years and even though it's not the life we imagined...I wouldn't trade this man or this life for anything. Happy Anniversary babe!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/-Lu0A7i167DE/Tt69DHCZMPI/AAAAAAAABsU/7riSHrFtqZY/s1600/DSC_3327.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lu0A7i167DE/Tt69DHCZMPI/AAAAAAAABsU/7riSHrFtqZY/s320/DSC_3327.jpg" width="212" /&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: left;"&gt;To celebrate our 3 year anniversary we went to dinner at Twisted Rooster and then headed home to watch our wedding &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;DVD&lt;/span&gt;. We got quite a few chuckles out of the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;DVD&lt;/span&gt; (we haven't watched it in over 2 years) but the one thing that really struck me was "what our plan was." Oh how different life has turned out. But my favorite part might have been the Best Man and Matron of Honor speeches. And with that I am going to include the poem that my sister read as part of her speech...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; font-size: large;"&gt;Marriage Takes Three&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;I once thought marriage took&lt;br /&gt;Just two to make a go,&lt;br /&gt;But now I am convinced&lt;br /&gt;It takes the Lord also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not one marriage fails&lt;br /&gt;Where Christ is asked to enter,&lt;br /&gt;As lovers come together&lt;br /&gt;With Jesus at the center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But marriage seldom thrives,&lt;br /&gt;And homes are incomplete,&lt;br /&gt;Till He is welcomed there&lt;br /&gt;To help avoid defeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In homes where Christ is first,&lt;br /&gt;It's obvious to see,&lt;br /&gt;Those unions really work,&lt;br /&gt;For marriage still takes three.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;-Author Unknown-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QU3lB3kM5kg/Tt7ETT0xbqI/AAAAAAAABsk/w5SNBzsv5xE/s1600/DSC_4424.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QU3lB3kM5kg/Tt7ETT0xbqI/AAAAAAAABsk/w5SNBzsv5xE/s320/DSC_4424.jpg" width="320" /&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/2350904589595796480-1981799266725172874?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/1981799266725172874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/3-years-of-wedded-bliss.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/1981799266725172874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/1981799266725172874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/3-years-of-wedded-bliss.html' title='3 Years of Wedded Bliss'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lu0A7i167DE/Tt69DHCZMPI/AAAAAAAABsU/7riSHrFtqZY/s72-c/DSC_3327.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-8522547513912748254</id><published>2011-12-04T19:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T19:36:20.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Buggy To Do List</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It's officially crunch time!!! We gotta get to all the finishing touches in preparation for Bug's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MUCH&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; anticipated arrival (because it could be &lt;i&gt;anytime&lt;/i&gt;)!!! Which means this past Friday (since I had my last shower on Wednesday) Brian and I went to Buy Buy Baby to buy the last few item that I felt were necessary off our registry. These items included...a&amp;nbsp;snugly&amp;nbsp;little winter hat for Bug to come home in, a second car seat base (one for each of our vehicles), a crib mattress pad, and the diaper champ. We were&amp;nbsp;fortunate enough to have 4 showers so Buggy really did get most of the necessary items (plus some) that he/she needed (or that mom just wanted)!!! There are only two things off my registry that have been bought that I have not yet received...one of which I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;NEED&lt;/span&gt; (the baby's car seat head support). And in talking with my mother-in-law today...she told me that she had bought both items so I have no need to worry that I will get them (or at least the head support) before Bug arrives.&amp;nbsp;&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fhe3YVt4O9Y/TtvbRxpcDaI/AAAAAAAABq8/nQvX2EJKgkA/s1600/IMG_6196.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fhe3YVt4O9Y/TtvbRxpcDaI/AAAAAAAABq8/nQvX2EJKgkA/s320/IMG_6196.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;I ordered Buggy's diaper stacker a few weeks ago so now I am just waiting for it to arrive. I was told it would be shipped by this coming Tuesday (I ordered if off Etsy) which means it should arrive by Friday...if not Friday then hopefully by early next week. The diaper stacker that I ordered matches Bug's bedding so I already know its gonna be awesome!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Another thing on my Buggy-to-do list is picking out a little wall saying to put above Bug's crib and I think I have finally decided on a phrase. I &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; deciding between...For this child I have prayed, and the Lord has granted the desires of my heart, I am a child of God, and Blessing from Heaven. But the winner is...&lt;i&gt;drum roll please&lt;/i&gt;...For this child I have prayed, and the Lord has granted the desires of my heart. 1 Samuel 1:27. I found a website that I &lt;i&gt;could&lt;/i&gt; order the quote from but I really want to order it from&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/Mandyswallexpressions?sk=info"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;who lives locally so I sent this person a&amp;nbsp;picture (one that I got from the website) to see if she could do something (almost)&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;JUST LIKE IT...&lt;/span&gt;now I'm just waiting to hear back from her. However,&amp;nbsp;if it costs too much (the phrase &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;IS&lt;/span&gt; pretty long) then I think I'll go with "I am a child of God" instead. Here is a picture of the photo. I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LOVE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; everything about it except the font (way too loopy for my liking) and I would order it in black lettering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_Tys87y39KU/TtwD-4i-0DI/AAAAAAAABrs/FBH0-fBxSe4/s1600/yhst-77123581125021_2183_28363449.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="210" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_Tys87y39KU/TtwD-4i-0DI/AAAAAAAABrs/FBH0-fBxSe4/s320/yhst-77123581125021_2183_28363449.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet another thing on my Buggy-to-do list is ordering letters to spell out Buggy's name. However, since we don't know the gender of Buggy...this will have to wait until after he/she is born. But these are the letters I am going to get (in white) from USA Baby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rZY_y8cE6XY/TtwMSaBjcJI/AAAAAAAABr0/nwj7sKWWjvA/s1600/image_40_1153.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rZY_y8cE6XY/TtwMSaBjcJI/AAAAAAAABr0/nwj7sKWWjvA/s320/image_40_1153.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;"Funky" by Twelve Timbers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Unfortunately the local USA Baby is going out of business but thankfully there are many USA Baby's around the country that I can order them from instead!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Another thing we scratched off the Buggy-to-do list this weekend was putting the swing, bouncer, and sleeper together. My awesome hubby put them &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;all&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; together last night...while I packed my hospital bag!!! Brian made me laugh so hard because after he put them all together he said...why does the baby need 3 of the same thing. Oh silly man don't ya know they all have different functions.&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/-dsiSI5mQJEE/TtvbwMDKmaI/AAAAAAAABrc/pXQ0TXz7ydc/s1600/IMG_6209.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dsiSI5mQJEE/TtvbwMDKmaI/AAAAAAAABrc/pXQ0TXz7ydc/s320/IMG_6209.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Portable swing and Bouncer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M5F-Svnovyc/TtvbzYIGD0I/AAAAAAAABrk/R-lVutGpULk/s1600/IMG_6212.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M5F-Svnovyc/TtvbzYIGD0I/AAAAAAAABrk/R-lVutGpULk/s320/IMG_6212.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And the sleeper...Bug will be in reach of mommy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Now we just need to get the car seat base IN the car...probably going to enlist the help of my sister or sister-in-law on this one. And then I think we are basically set for Buggy's arrival!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-8522547513912748254?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/8522547513912748254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/helmholdt-happenings.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/8522547513912748254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/8522547513912748254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/helmholdt-happenings.html' title='Buggy To Do List'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fhe3YVt4O9Y/TtvbRxpcDaI/AAAAAAAABq8/nQvX2EJKgkA/s72-c/IMG_6196.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-1410740059776911369</id><published>2011-12-04T15:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T15:41:17.309-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Journey: Week 36</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;December 4&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;How Far Along:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;36 weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;Size of Baby:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Our little bug-a-boo is still packing on the pounds--at the rate of about an ounce a day. Bug now weighs almost 6 pounds &lt;b&gt;(haha...Bug weighed 6lbs TWO weeks ago!!!)&lt;/b&gt; and is more than 18.5 inches long. Or for comparisons sake…the size of a&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px;"&gt;crenshaw melon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KwJOJTp1L-k/TpHxG0t-KhI/AAAAAAAABaA/hDKgYNTQeeA/s1600/i-melon-crenshaw.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="243" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KwJOJTp1L-k/TpHxG0t-KhI/AAAAAAAABaA/hDKgYNTQeeA/s320/i-melon-crenshaw.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;A crenshaw melon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;36 weeks:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px;"&gt;My baby is shedding most of the downy covering of hair that covered his/her body as well as the vernix caseosa, the waxy substance that covered and protected his/her skin during his/her nine-month amniotic bath. My baby swallows both of these substances, along with other secretions, resulting in a blackish mixture, called meconium, which will form the contents of his/her first bowel movement. At the end of this week, my baby will be considered full-term. (Full-term is 37 to 42 weeks; babies born before 37 weeks are pre-term and those born after 42 are post-term). More than likely Bug is in a head-down position. But if he/she isn't, my doctor may suggest scheduling an “external cephalic version,” which is a fancy way of saying he will try to coax Buggy into a head-down position by manipulating him/her from the outside of my belly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Information taken from babycenter.com)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maternity Clothes: &lt;/b&gt;Mostly YES but I can still get away with a few non-maternity items.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Weight Gain:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;I am thankful that I didn't gain anything this week. After my 4lb weight gain from last week I was scared to step on the scale this morning. But my mom told me last week that towards the end of each of her (4) pregnancies that her weight gain was minimal. So my total weight gain still stands at 39.5lb. Holding strong...maybe I won't break the big 5-0!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Belly:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tfJsCDc40lI/TtvXPWW39_I/AAAAAAAABq0/o4EvbzCE0a4/s1600/36wk%2528d%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tfJsCDc40lI/TtvXPWW39_I/AAAAAAAABq0/o4EvbzCE0a4/s320/36wk%2528d%2529.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stretch Marks:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;None thus far...fingers crossed it stays this way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sleep:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;I woke up last night about every 1.5 hours to pee (that would be a total of 5 bathroom trips in a nine hour period)...and dreamed all sorts of craziness in between. Lets just say I woke up tired...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Best Moment of the Week:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Excellent doctor appointments!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Movement:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Depends on Bug's mood but he/she is moving enough for me to feel peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Symptoms: &lt;/b&gt;Starting to feel a little crampy,&lt;b style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;oh so very&lt;b style="font-size: small;"&gt; TIRED,&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;and had a few round ligament pains yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Food Cravings:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Scotch-er-roos and grapefruit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gender:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mmmmm not much longer until we know!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What I'm Looking Forward to:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Holding my sweet Buggy!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Milestones:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;I am "officially" 9 months pregnant today!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-1410740059776911369?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/1410740059776911369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/journey-week-36.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/1410740059776911369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/1410740059776911369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/journey-week-36.html' title='The Journey: Week 36'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KwJOJTp1L-k/TpHxG0t-KhI/AAAAAAAABaA/hDKgYNTQeeA/s72-c/i-melon-crenshaw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-3282009233405800715</id><published>2011-12-01T20:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T20:39:41.601-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Non-Stress Test #9</title><content type='html'>Buggy and I had a little chat this morning and during that chat I told Bug that he/she better cooperate during today's non-stress test. But do you think he/she listened? Mmmmm...that would be a NO.&amp;nbsp;We had to sit there for a good 40 minutes before we "passed."&amp;nbsp;Buggy was pretty sluggish to begin the test but after a little poking and&amp;nbsp;prodding he/she became&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;active!!! But most importantly&amp;nbsp;I left feeling reassured &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;AND&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Buggy once again reminded me that we all have our sluggish days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart rate was all over the place from mid 130's to high 150's with a few blips into the 160's. Blood pressure was rocking at 134/76 and no protein in the urine. Next appointment is this coming Monday and I will be swabbed to check for that lovely little thing called Group B Strep. I asked Dr. J if he'll start manually checking me next week and he told me that he is "new school" and that he doesn't do manual checks. And then he explained why. He said that he believes manual checks only increase the odds of cramping and bleeding...which lead to extra OB triage visits...which more often than not results in "the patient" being sent home...which results with "the patient" receiving a nice bill in the mail. He also said even if I (or any patient) were at a 4...that I could sit there for a few weeks. Bottom line is...if he doesn't feel that it's necessary then I don't either. But I did ask (since I won't be manually checked) if I would be having any more ultrasounds to make sure that baby's head was down. He said no because he can tell by feeling my belly. So he pushed on my belly and said that baby is &lt;i&gt;definitely&lt;/i&gt; head down and &lt;i&gt;definitely&lt;/i&gt; locked in!!! Oh man oh miskins I &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;cannot believe&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; that we're heading into week 36 (9 months baby!!!) nor can I believe that this is &lt;i&gt;finally&lt;/i&gt; the month of Buggy's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;MUCH &lt;/span&gt;anticipated arrival!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-3282009233405800715?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/3282009233405800715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/non-stress-test-9.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/3282009233405800715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/3282009233405800715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/non-stress-test-9.html' title='Non-Stress Test #9'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-5207781261363749215</id><published>2011-12-01T13:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T13:39:45.010-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bug's Last Shower</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Last night I attended my last baby shower given by my &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;wonderful&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; friends (and coworkers) at Helen DeVos Children's Hospital. And as usual Buggy was spoiled! Ten lovely ladies were able to make it to the shower (although &lt;i&gt;many&lt;/i&gt; more gave towards Buggy's loot) at El Barrio. We ate until our bellies were full and then proceeded to top it off with some yummy cake. And then we got to the gift opening...&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g1GQ0BvU-Ew/TtfCx8RUbUI/AAAAAAAABqE/GuoI1y6QzQg/s1600/IMG_6182.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g1GQ0BvU-Ew/TtfCx8RUbUI/AAAAAAAABqE/GuoI1y6QzQg/s320/IMG_6182.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Me and Bug's changing pad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Il4E2sussaM/TtfC2OTPv2I/AAAAAAAABqM/rXQPGrSh71s/s1600/IMG_6190.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Il4E2sussaM/TtfC2OTPv2I/AAAAAAAABqM/rXQPGrSh71s/s320/IMG_6190.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Nichole and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e0bsLlezXjs/TtfC5rp9q7I/AAAAAAAABqU/RR9Hk6uKq0E/s1600/IMG_6191.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e0bsLlezXjs/TtfC5rp9q7I/AAAAAAAABqU/RR9Hk6uKq0E/s320/IMG_6191.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Kara and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The gang...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7djWWJOT8zw/TtfC90ZqAUI/AAAAAAAABqc/uF_zFUj_cn8/s1600/IMG_6193.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7djWWJOT8zw/TtfC90ZqAUI/AAAAAAAABqc/uF_zFUj_cn8/s320/IMG_6193.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Front: Kate, Me, and Lousie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Back: Tina, Jen, Kara, J Lo, Stacy, Nichole, and Sarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the loot...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P5yYoADoLyY/TtfDCXRuXMI/AAAAAAAABqk/8KCIWDUZ-ys/s1600/IMG_6192.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P5yYoADoLyY/TtfDCXRuXMI/AAAAAAAABqk/8KCIWDUZ-ys/s320/IMG_6192.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Bathrobe, changing pad, changing pad cover, small changing pads, tiny-tots placement, silverware, miracle blanket, teething soothers, and silence sound machine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also gave me two &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; generous giftcards to both Target and Buy Buy Baby. And with the giftcards (and the giftcards that I already have) Buggy will be &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;more than&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; set. Can't wait to do a little damage to those giftcards on Friday (with the hubby) when we go to pick up the last of Buggy's necessities and also a few things that I just want!!! And Buggy's spoiling doesn't end there...at least 3 coworkers (who couldn't make the shower) told me that they have a gift for Buggy. And one of the gals who came to the shower is getting me a 31 organizing utility bag with Buggy's name on it...so this will obviously be coming after Bug is born. So loved!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;AND GUESS WHAT ELSE...I'M GOING TO HAVE A BABY THIS MONTH!!!&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/2350904589595796480-5207781261363749215?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/5207781261363749215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/bugs-last-shower.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/5207781261363749215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/5207781261363749215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/12/bugs-last-shower.html' title='Bug&apos;s Last Shower'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g1GQ0BvU-Ew/TtfCx8RUbUI/AAAAAAAABqE/GuoI1y6QzQg/s72-c/IMG_6182.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-6730922375103743894</id><published>2011-11-29T10:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T10:09:39.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Weekend Happenings</title><content type='html'>Brian and I had a wonderful Thanksgiving (and Thanksgiving weekend). On Thanksgiving Day we went to my parent's house for lunch. And boy oh boy was the food &lt;i&gt;ever&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;GOOD&lt;/span&gt;!!! As you can imagine my pregnant belly was hurting but lets just say (in my opinion) it was well worth it. Most of my family was together (except my sister's family because her 2 oldest kiddos had strep throat). But the best news of the day was when my brother and his wife told us that baby Vugteveen was a &lt;b&gt;healthy&lt;/b&gt; baby BOY!!! After leaving my parent's house next on the agenda was a nap (for both me and the hubster). And then to end our day we went to see Breaking Dawn Part 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday morning brought a doctor appointment for me and some hunting for the hubby. And then the afternoon called out for some Christmas music as Brian hauled up our Christmas decorations so I could start decorating the house...oh how I just love decorating for Christmas!!! Then later that afternoon I headed into work as Brian headed out to do some more hunting.&lt;br /&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/-OFStaeI5igg/TtTjBNvnHsI/AAAAAAAABo8/d7COYpzggQE/s1600/IMG_6169.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OFStaeI5igg/TtTjBNvnHsI/AAAAAAAABo8/d7COYpzggQE/s320/IMG_6169.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;My new table centerpiece...I just love my new red and green balls!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wUqTf9F7pwE/TtTjEu7ywSI/AAAAAAAABpE/14uc09eSw_E/s1600/IMG_6170.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wUqTf9F7pwE/TtTjEu7ywSI/AAAAAAAABpE/14uc09eSw_E/s320/IMG_6170.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;A little "spice up" of Alayna (above) and Ella's (below) pictures!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-csBWchMnlzA/TtTjIFiGANI/AAAAAAAABpM/qLB_1YY48i4/s1600/IMG_6173.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-csBWchMnlzA/TtTjIFiGANI/AAAAAAAABpM/qLB_1YY48i4/s320/IMG_6173.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/-eaYUA--cQTE/TtTjMbOE4fI/AAAAAAAABpU/1TAvpfNzuro/s1600/IMG_6171.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eaYUA--cQTE/TtTjMbOE4fI/AAAAAAAABpU/1TAvpfNzuro/s320/IMG_6171.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The Alayna and Ella tree!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We decided to not put up our big Christmas tree this year for a couple of reasons but the main reason being that we always take the tree down the day after Christmas and there is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt; way at 9 (technically 10) months pregnant that I am going to feel like taking a Christmas tree down plus if Buggy is born already I'm not going to feel like taking it down either. But next year it &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;WILL BE&lt;/span&gt; back in action!!! But I still really wanted to display the girl's ornaments so up went the mini tree with all their special ornaments. Last Christmas my &lt;a href="http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-eve-with-my-family.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;gave us a Christmas ornament for each of the girls, as did my friend &lt;a href="http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2010/11/thank-you.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Kami&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, and&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2010/11/just-few-quick-pictures.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;I made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;them each a (few) "First Christmas" ornaments. And then my sis-in-law &lt;a href="http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-eve-with-my-family.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Kristi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and our friends &lt;a href="http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2010/12/another-good-weekend.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Steve and Laura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;gave us an ornament for the girls to share.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Saturday morning brought about (yet another) hunting escapade for the hubby and a coffee date for me (at my house) with some of my closest girlfriends. This (entertaining) was a pretty big step for me since I have barely seen some of these friends since losing the girls. But it was nice catching up and seeing their little ones (some that I have never seen or have only seen once). Those that made the date included Janna and her two boys Ezra (20 mo) and Josiah (7 mo), Melissa and her little boy Cohen (3 mo), and my friends Karie and Krista (who was in from Boston). The other 2 gals that round out our group of 7 are Gretchen (who was gone for the weekend) and Rachel (who had just had her second little boy the night before...congrats to Matt, Rach, and big brother Jude on little Rhys Matthew)!!! I did some baking and cleaning (oh and some napping) in the afternoon and then at night we headed out to our first Christmas party of the year with my mom's side of the family. Sorry no pictures...I don't like moving much :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/-vfZV_NrgX0A/TtTxtbVRwWI/AAAAAAAABp0/UFXt9TTrsgM/s1600/oct06-jun07_055.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vfZV_NrgX0A/TtTxtbVRwWI/AAAAAAAABp0/UFXt9TTrsgM/s320/oct06-jun07_055.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The 7 of us taken sometime in 2007 (I think...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Me, Kare, Gretch, Krista, Rach, Janna, and Melis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And that brings us to Sunday. We went to church and out for brunch with our friends Steve and Laura and then after brunch we stopped by their house to pick this up...&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/-vokLSKDJKyU/TtTjldhbyZI/AAAAAAAABps/GBEB3ijH4H4/s1600/IMG_6167.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vokLSKDJKyU/TtTjldhbyZI/AAAAAAAABps/GBEB3ijH4H4/s320/IMG_6167.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura I &lt;b&gt;CANNOT&lt;/b&gt; thank you enough for your kindness. What is this (some of you may be asking)...its her $350 electric breast pump that she is just giving to me. And isn't it stylish!!! And the rest of the day was spent napping (big surprise) and relaxing...oh and finishing up the Christmas decorations!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last thing to blog about is the sweet baby gift I got in the mail yesterday. My dear friend Kristin sent me a gift when she totally did NOT have to. Kristin your thoughtfulness is much appreciated. As I have already mentioned...I don't like to move too much so here is an alternate picture of the wonderful gift that I received...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TQC-aSzILQI/TtTjcEjPQpI/AAAAAAAABpc/tlqNXk2iEtw/s1600/10825815125110P.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TQC-aSzILQI/TtTjcEjPQpI/AAAAAAAABpc/tlqNXk2iEtw/s1600/10825815125110P.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Cannot wait for Buggy to enjoy the bath toys!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oD57WpVXsoo/TtTjdNZs65I/AAAAAAAABpk/MQthbLju-IY/s1600/9834015145749P.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oD57WpVXsoo/TtTjdNZs65I/AAAAAAAABpk/MQthbLju-IY/s1600/9834015145749P.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;and I cannot wait to read Buggy this book!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praying for you and Dan and the journey you are about to begin!!! SO SO SO worth it!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-6730922375103743894?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/6730922375103743894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/6730922375103743894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/6730922375103743894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-weekend.html' title='Thanksgiving Weekend Happenings'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OFStaeI5igg/TtTjBNvnHsI/AAAAAAAABo8/d7COYpzggQE/s72-c/IMG_6169.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-7648843185973039896</id><published>2011-11-28T13:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T13:22:52.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reassured Again</title><content type='html'>So Buggy and I had our 8th non-stress test today and Buggy did &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;GREAT&lt;/span&gt;!!! No extra belly pushing was needed today...which made me &lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt; happy. I was reassured by both Dr. Jelsema and my nurse Beth that Buggy's more subtle movement is completely normal at this stage of pregnancy...(he/she doesn't have much room to maneuver around after all) and also that Buggy could have flipped so I might not be feeling his/her kicks as often. Either way everything looked good and I left feeling positive again. Heart rate stayed consistent (high 140's), mama's weight is still increasing, and mam's urine looked good...maybe a trace amount of protein (according to Beth when I asked) but Dr. J didn't mention anything so to me that means I have nothing to be concerned about. Back again on Thursday...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-7648843185973039896?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/7648843185973039896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/11/reassured-again.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/7648843185973039896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/7648843185973039896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/11/reassured-again.html' title='Reassured Again'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-8656920735875122454</id><published>2011-11-27T17:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T17:33:29.331-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Journey: Week 35</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;November 27&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How Far Along:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;35 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Size of Baby:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Our little bug-a-boo is on average over 18 inches long and tips the scale at 5 and 1/4 pounds. Or for comparisons sake…the size of a honeydew melon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #40463c; font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Picture of Baby:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qyer5qfyJQQ/TtK0L6-skHI/AAAAAAAABoc/yTYYeO4jgxI/s1600/34wk%2528d%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qyer5qfyJQQ/TtK0L6-skHI/AAAAAAAABoc/yTYYeO4jgxI/s320/34wk%2528d%2529.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;body and face...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;35 weeks:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Because it's so snug in my womb, Bug isn't likely to be doing somersaults anymore, but the number of times he/she kicks should remain about the same. His/her kidneys are fully developed now, and his/her liver can process some waste products. Most of his/her basic physical development is now complete--he/she will spend the next few weeks putting on weight.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Information taken from babycenter.com)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Weight Gain: &lt;/b&gt;Ugh up another 4 POUNDS...blaming it on Thanksgiving :) So my total is half a pound short of 40. And looking back at my weight-gain chart...I gained 10lbs in 4 weeks which means I could easily gain another 10lbs before Buggy arrives...which means my total could tip the scale at 50 pounds...WHOA. (No exclamation here). But Buggy is worth every pound!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Belly: &lt;/b&gt;3 pictures this week...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFE07abNxO0/TtK1rDXOeNI/AAAAAAAABok/Jeutpot13Hc/s1600/34wk+%25284d%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFE07abNxO0/TtK1rDXOeNI/AAAAAAAABok/Jeutpot13Hc/s320/34wk+%25284d%2529.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Thanksgiving Day (34 weeks and 4 days)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jUOPl-ni0Ac/TtK1uQnKy1I/AAAAAAAABos/93XKxhTJX7M/s1600/35wk%2528a%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jUOPl-ni0Ac/TtK1uQnKy1I/AAAAAAAABos/93XKxhTJX7M/s320/35wk%2528a%2529.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Looking &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; tired...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wWsE2OFKVpQ/TtK1zl4iC5I/AAAAAAAABo0/8cV26-fcJOQ/s1600/35wk%2528e%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wWsE2OFKVpQ/TtK1zl4iC5I/AAAAAAAABo0/8cV26-fcJOQ/s320/35wk%2528e%2529.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;belly shot!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stretch Marks: &lt;/b&gt;Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sleep: &lt;/b&gt;Ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Best Moment of the Week:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Seeing our sweet bundle of LOVE again!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Movement:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;On Thursday I started feeling that shift of (less) movement again...in other words Buggy's movement is not as strong. Makes sense since Buggy was already a whopping 6lbs (at 34 weeks)...not much room to&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;maneuver&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;in mommy's belly!!! So needless to say I am ready for my non-stress test again tomorrow...just to be reassured that everything is still looking good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Symptoms:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Took the wedding ring off this week. At my appointment on Tuesday I told Mary (my nurse) that my fingers were definitely starting to swell and she me that she ended up having to cut her wedding ring off because she didn't take it off soon enough. So needless to say when I got home Brian told me to take the ring off...he doesn't want to replace the band :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;And I am starting to feel like a beached whale. I tried on 3 different outfits today and they all made me look &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;big&lt;/span&gt;. Brian told me that everyone likes Shamu though...isn't he sweet. On a side note...he &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;DID&lt;/span&gt; get yelled at!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Food Cravings:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;All food is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;GOOD&lt;/span&gt;!!! Hence the weight gain...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gender:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;I am so excited for &lt;strike&gt;my&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;our SURPRISE!!! My brother and his wife found out this week that they are having a little BOY!!! So this really makes me wonder what Buggy is. Plus one of my good friends just had her second little boy this week. So this means that all my closest girlfriends &lt;i&gt;only&lt;/i&gt; have boys...(two friends each have 2 little boys and two other friends each have one little boy). Three-fourths of the blogs I follow are having boys and the last 3 babies at church were boys and two of the next four are also little boys. Will we follow the BOY trend or switch it up GIRL style?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What I Miss:&lt;/b&gt; Sleep...the bags under my eyes are not too appealing :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;What I'm Looking Forward to:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;last shower (given by my&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;superb&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;coworkers) this coming Wednesday!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Milestones: &lt;/b&gt;Only 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;more weeks until Buggy is considered&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-small;"&gt;FULL-TERM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;!!! Can't wait to hit that milestone!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emotions: &lt;/b&gt;Holding my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-8656920735875122454?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/8656920735875122454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/11/journey-week-35.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/8656920735875122454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/8656920735875122454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/11/journey-week-35.html' title='The Journey: Week 35'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qyer5qfyJQQ/TtK0L6-skHI/AAAAAAAABoc/yTYYeO4jgxI/s72-c/34wk%2528d%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.post-4884473879493876780</id><published>2011-11-25T21:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T21:19:19.851-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Non-Stress Test #7</title><content type='html'>Another good appointment today!!! But nothing much to blog about (which I am so very thankful for). Baby was moving&lt;i&gt; lots&lt;/i&gt; during the non-stress test but the movements were&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; super strong so Mary (my nurse) had to push on my belly a bit to get some good (heart) accelerations. She told me that there was nothing to be concerned about though because all babies have their sluggish days. My blood pressure was 122/68...first attempt!!! No protein in my urine. Weight gain stable. And Buggy's heartbeat (at baseline) was its typical high 140's to low 150's. And that's it...back on Monday for non-stress test #8.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350904589595796480-4884473879493876780?l=helmholdts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/feeds/4884473879493876780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/11/non-stress-test-7.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/4884473879493876780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350904589595796480/posts/default/4884473879493876780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helmholdts.blogspot.com/2011/11/non-stress-test-7.html' title='Non-Stress Test #7'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568441100469614842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZBnZYRZ4gM/Ty7JWfzuaWI/AAAAAAAACIA/qj8P_uhoN7g/s220/BMD_1827.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350904589595796480.
