tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20697238383749179132024-02-06T20:29:51.570-06:00Oh My Loverly StarsCasey Ayala (DreamTree Photography)http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276861784881751037noreply@blogger.comBlogger147125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2069723838374917913.post-83089072953459469162014-02-19T10:56:00.000-06:002014-02-19T11:02:04.835-06:00slice, dice, and everything nice.i've never been good at slicing fruit.<br />
never.<br />
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in fact, my husband still cuts the pineapple and the watermelon.<br />
oh, and my oranges, unless he REALLY spoils me and buys those sweet little Cuties!<br />
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well, he's at work 80% of the time, so i guess i kinda need to learn how to cut and peel my own fruit. no excuses, right? ha.<br />
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#spoiled<br />
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while out shopping, i grabbed a bag of oranges knowing deep down i may or may not eat them simply because peeling them is a chore in the form of sticky citrus-y manual labor. however, fasting sweets is pushing me hungrily towards that very discomfort.<br />
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and SUCCESS!<br />
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thanks to YouTube and this girl's completely random thoughts.<br />
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cut, peeled, and pretty.<br />
no mess.<br />
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i can dig it.<br />
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oh, and you want to get <i>real</i> fancy, huh??</div>
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the orange peel + cinnamon = a heavenly scent! </div>
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summer is near.<br />
i WILL tackle the slicing of the watermelon!<br />
(and perhaps the pineapple)<br />
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xo<br />
casey <br />
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Casey Ayala (DreamTree Photography)http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276861784881751037noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2069723838374917913.post-54071993659709301802014-02-18T10:26:00.004-06:002014-02-18T12:42:50.466-06:00when i am weak...<br />
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many of you know, i've been on this weight loss journey/battle for over a year now.<br />
i've lost weight, gained it back, lost it again, gained it back again and so on.<br />
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last year, i lost nearly 50lbs.<br />
my goal this year is to lose 60lbs.<br />
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i started off 2013 on fire and the weight dropped quickly.<br />
i called on jesus, and he was my helper and my strength through much of it all,<br />
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BUT<br />
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deep down, it wasn't so that i could have this big revelation about myself or grow closer to Him.<br />
it was so that i could be physically where i was 7 years ago -- fit and fabulous. ha!<br />
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the fabulous has increased, thankfully!<br />
the fit aspect has decreased, and yes, quite severely.<br />
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to go from one extreme to the other is a massive blow.<br />
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i
began reading devotional type books on WHY God has designed us to be
healthy beings, but with each page, the conviction on my heart was too much to bear at times, and for a good few weeks (not days), those books were
shelved, and though thought about yes, they were ignored.<br />
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this year and the late part of last year has been about simplifying my life and my home.<br />
its well underway, and we are beginning to see the fruit bloom beautifully in many areas, and like an avalanche, its falling and pouring into other areas of our lives, and well... its exciting! more awaits, i know!<br />
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however, this area...<br />
the food.<br />
the addiction.<br />
the "their stomach is their god"...<br />
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this has been THE hardest area of my life to control and trust God with.<br />
i can't seem to walk away from the foods that don't love me back.<br />
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a nibble here becomes a plate there, and so on.<br />
and a pound here, because a 5% body fat increase there.<br />
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i feel disgusting.<br />
when i eat bad, its not self ridicule that beats me up, but the conviction--<br />
it tears at my heart because i know deep down <i>i was made for more</i>.<br />
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to conquer the craving.<br />
the desire.<br />
the want.<br />
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with purging our lives, i am <i>exhausted</i>.<br />
cleansing the soul and making way for a bold spirit man is exhausting.<br />
completely exhausting. <br />
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the last thing i want to do it focus on my health. <br />
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however, my health... my temple...<br />
the holy spirit is residing and there's a battle raging...<br />
between the spirit realm and the spirit realm in <i>me</i>.<br />
Christ is trying to emerge...<br />
clarity and revelation are waiting for me.<br />
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in this season, my armor MUST be on all.the.time.<br />
i am going to push through, because i <i>will</i> get my inheritance! <br />
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day one of fasting sweets (with the exception of fruit).<br />
my achiles.<br />
my kriptonite.<br />
my "i will fight you for that cupcake".<br />
(no for real.) <br />
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i don't say this to brag, but more so for accountability.<br />
i'm going to run with this, and keep running until i am no longer in bondage.<br />
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mentally, physically, emotionally, and spiritually, i am already exhausted.<br />
(pretty sure i've said that already) <br />
and we all know in these times, the devil knows which bait to use to reel us in, and with me, those sweets are a killer. however, being reminded that i was born and created to be the killer of those works of the devil...its a fire lit! <br />
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"the battle almost always happens when you decided to take territory that was always yours but you never inhabited it." ~ kris vallotton<br />
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so here goes!<br />
asking for prayers, please. <3 <br />
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more on spirit wars. a nice perspective. <br />
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xo
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today.</div>
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rainy day blues</div>
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caseyCasey Ayala (DreamTree Photography)http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276861784881751037noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2069723838374917913.post-29461143120035056232014-02-10T10:15:00.000-06:002014-02-10T12:35:38.257-06:00fueling the fire?watching movies is rare in our home...<br />
at least for the hubby and myself.<br />
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he wakes up at 4am, and by the time the kiddos go bed at 8pm-8:30pm, we tidy the house, get ready for the next day, its already 9pm. there isn't much time to watch a flick and still be functional the next day. however i miss my hubby dearly, and we hardly see each other, so he made the choice to sacrifice some sleep, and he ordered a movie.<br />
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i let him choose.<br />
a comedy.<br />
not a fan, personally, but i wanted him to watch what he wanted to watch.<br />
i didn't care.<br />
snuggled up next to him was my own agenda.<br />
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he's a fan of jean claude van dam.<br />
"welcome to the jungle" was his choice.<br />
(not that there was much choice)<br />
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not even 5 minutes into it, i rolled my eyes.<br />
half way through it, my blood was boiling.<br />
by the end of it, i wanted to puke.<br />
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i don't have a problem with nudity when done <i>tastefully</i> in ART form...<br />
a painting from centuries ago- stuff like that. yes, i can appreciate it.<br />
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but, when its completely random in a movie, and then every other minute you have the male characters drooling over the female characters, cat calling, and making crude remarks? its disgusting and violating even to the viewer.<br />
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and its sad.<br />
as a woman, you want so badly to make it in Hollywood, you cast yourself as the "girl who takes off her shirt while the main character oogles her goodies with binoculars while also referring to her as a {a name i won't care to mention}... oh, and btw... what was your name again?? and who are you exactly? what's your role in the movie? and where is the display of <i>any</i> kind of talent? if you've got the talent, don't believe the lies that you have to start from there to work your way to fame.<br />
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i guess i can go on and on about this...<br />
i know some won't agree, and that's okay.<br />
we're all entitled to our own opinion.<br />
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but to me, personally...<br />
this is where it starts.<br />
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with movies (porn) like this.<br />
filthy magazines. <br />
with porn itself.<br />
with strip clubs.<br />
with topless bars.<br />
prostitution. <br />
where there is a demand, there is a supply.<br />
human trafficking...<br />
a hush hush. turned heads. blind eyes.<br />
ITS HAPPENING whether we'd like to believe it or not.<br />
and what are we doing to PREVENT it??? <br />
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"God can only do something when His 'hands' do something! IF people
reduce the demand for sex trade, end the objectification of women,
reduce, or end access to porn, the problem reduces globally."<br />
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and then, i think....<br />
when will women stand up and fight for their identity??<br />
and more importantly, when will women COME TOGETHER and quit bashing each other??<br />
lock arms, and FIGHT, because we aren't just women, we are Daughters of King.<br />
we are ROYALTY! <br />
to be respected. to be heard. to be LOVED.<br />
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how can we demand the respect that we DESERVE if we as individuals violate or even support the same lack of respect? <br />
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i have never felt so sick to my stomach after watching a movie.<br />
and yeah, it was a dumb comedy with absolutely no grounded plot and full of complete randomness... <br />
but, it got my hubby i thinking...<br />
do we personally have movies in our own home that support this type of thinking towards women??<br />
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we sure do.<br />
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my heart was so convicted.<br />
so much, that i couldn't sleep.<br />
my heart hurt so badly.<br />
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so...today, i purge. <br />
i don't want that crap in my house.<br />
period.<br />
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i know its a touchy subject...<br />
what are your thoughts?<br />
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xo<br />
caseyCasey Ayala (DreamTree Photography)http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276861784881751037noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2069723838374917913.post-87557629862566219192014-02-08T10:40:00.000-06:002014-02-08T10:40:00.284-06:00do it, anyway.<div class="mbs _5pbx userContent" data-ft="{"tn":"K"}">
Reps
don't stop when you reach a certain number or when you can't go
anymore-- they stop when you knock your toddler out with your bum while
squatting, or when she's 2 inches away from getting smacked with the
kettle, or when she's trying to lift the 15lb barbell you just put down.
It doesn't stop when she's completely emptying out your panty drawer or
strutting around with 6 of your bras wrapped around various limbs, or
when she's jumping on your just made bed. What's meant <span class="text_exposed_show">to
be a 30 minute workout is never a 30 minute workout. There is no "let
me squeeze this workout in real quick". Time doesn't revolve around your
workout, it revolves around your inquisitive toddler. At the end of the
day, my kids are the reason I aim for healthy. I never again want to be
the mommy who sits on the sidelines, who can't get on the floor and
build a Lego castle, who can't not only kick a ball, but run after it,
too. I want to be the involved mommy; the mommy who can keep up with the
crazy. I live for the crazy!</span></div>
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<span class="text_exposed_show">boy, do i LOVE this squat challenge. it gets me fired up, everyday! and
with the more squats required, the longer i workout, and the harder i go
the next day. when rest day comes, i'm itching to do SOMETHING.</span></div>
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<span class="text_exposed_show">a gym membership would be LOVELY for reasons listed above, however i'd feel guilty spending that money when i can simply workout at home. then, i think... "no, i NEED that completely interrupted 30 minutes to an hour of a workout."</span></div>
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Casey Ayala (DreamTree Photography)http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276861784881751037noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2069723838374917913.post-13305103114967965132014-02-07T11:21:00.002-06:002014-02-07T11:22:01.312-06:00oh where oh where can you be?y'all,<br />
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this weather.<br />
i can't.<br />
take it.<br />
anymore.<br />
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i can't.<br />
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i feel like a mean grizzly bear desperately wanting out of hibernation deprived and hungry for some sun, fresh air, and a nice piece of steak straight off the grill!<br />
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the lack of sunlight leaking through the blinds in my home is depressing.<br />
straight up.<br />
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jesus, i love you and i thank you for another day and for this beautiful masterpiece of land and water, but where's the sun?? where's the light? the rays? the warmth?? the gorgeous texas sunsets you see plastered all over instagram (no filter needed)?<br />
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i don't know how else to put it, but i want to cry, and i truly mean that.<br />
i've never longed for sun so much in my entire life. aside from my skin tone, life seems a lot paler, these days.<br />
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my kids are going stir crazy being cooped up in the house, and who can blame them?? there's only so many puzzles to piece, songs to sing, music to dance to, coloring pages to color, yelling for "ohhh toodles!!", and jumping on the couch a kid can do!<br />
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^^sticky lollipops? sure why not?? ^^not a happy camper<br />
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i won't even go into the pj's now becoming "daily wear".<br />
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so, i must hear!!<br />
MUST!<br />
what are you doing to bring your own sunshine? activities?<br />
please, share!<br />
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xo<br />
casey<br />
<br />Casey Ayala (DreamTree Photography)http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276861784881751037noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2069723838374917913.post-55918611008512130792014-02-06T09:06:00.004-06:002014-02-06T09:08:08.549-06:00dippin' dots fallin on my head.alarm went off at 5:30am.<br />
never mind the fact that i snoozed it<br />
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one<br />
two<br />
three times.<br />
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face buried in the pillow, i hear something...<br />
not quite sure what it is.<br />
it honestly sounded like somebody was in my house, and moving veryyy quietly.<br />
i popped up like a ninja only to find it was sleet tapping on my windows.<br />
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good morning!<br />
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not just sleet, but tiny little purty flurries aka dippin' dots.<br />
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THE SUN ACTUALLY SHOWED ITS FACE, THIS MORNING!!<br />
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i couldn't believe my eyes! and well, naturally, i had to take a picture, right?<br />
we haven't seen the sun in what feels like forever.<br />
i love me some cold weather, but cold, damp, and gloomy?<br />
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nah-uh.<br />
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i don't think ive ever in my life been more excited for spring/summer to get here!<br />
i'm sure when that time does finally roll around while the humidity is choking me and the sun is roasting my limbs, i'll sure be wishing it was winter, again.<br />
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cotton candy morning sky?<br />
yes, please!<br />
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pork loin ribs drizzled with honey.</div>
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green beans sauteed in remaining juices.</div>
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Casey Ayala (DreamTree Photography)http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276861784881751037noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2069723838374917913.post-33724196346522367372014-02-04T15:02:00.002-06:002014-02-04T15:02:59.499-06:00well... there ya go.i've been wanting to get back into blogging. i've got too much to say, and apparently facebook isn't big enough to say it on.<br />
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the last few weeks, i've been racking my brain on topics to blog about, and then it dawned on me that more often than not have i been told my own reality show is waiting for me.<br />
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and then, it happened...<br />
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before i could move,<br />
before i could grab a towel,<br />
before i could hold my breath...<br />
last night's dinner, today's breakfast, and snacks were staring at me in the face, on the rug, and so very apparently, on ME.<br />
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dear lord, please tell me why after being the oldest of two sisters, and a mother of two children, can i not stomach the aroma of well, puke?<br />
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i just can't.<br />
i try with all of my motherly might, but after multiple gag fests, i throw in the towel.<br />
literally.<br />
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i called my husband, and like the strong stomached knight in shining armor that he is, he spoke those sweet sweet words,<br />
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<i>"don't worry, i'll take care of it."</i><br />
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oh sweet baby jesus!<br />
thank you!<br />
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agape, love in action right there, folks. <br />
yep. <br />
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maybe, she ate something bad.<br />
maybe, its a bug.<br />
either way, it pains me to see her this way.<br />
off and on, again-- <br />
relief and then hurt.<br />
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praying this passes, soon.<br />
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very soon. <br />
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ps. the sun is finally peeking out. that's a good sign, right?<br />
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xo<br />
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<br />Casey Ayala (DreamTree Photography)http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276861784881751037noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2069723838374917913.post-48432743559895075022012-12-12T00:29:00.000-06:002012-12-12T22:24:02.465-06:00Baby Bluesi've been meaning to write this post for a while now... that and errr other posts, because well, like always, its been forever and a day since my last post. this post is very near and dear to my corazon, however. its a huge part of me that is letting go... a part of me that i feel i am losing...<br />
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i was a very <i>very</i> early 20 when i got pregnant with my first child... i didn't know much about being a mom... i mean, heck, i barely knew anything about being an "adult"... obviously. ha. it was rough being a young mama... i lived with my parents off and on, and lovingly, my hubby (boyfriend at the time) came with. being pregnant was hard... i hated how my body developed into this weird ginormous shape, and how everywhere i went people thought i was having twins. (ugh) bottom line, Preggersville just wasn't a beautiful story me, in my opinion... at the time... today, i see it <i>much</i> differently, thankfully.<br />
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so, you can imagine, breastfeeding wasn't something i really cared about it... i didn't really really know about it until after it was too late. 6 weeks i breastfed... probably the longest 6 weeks of my 20 year old life (aside from the last 3 weeks of being pregnant).<br />
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this go round... nearly 6 years later, breastfeeding came a whole lot easier... not to be confused with easy, but <i>easier</i>. and here i am at 5 and half months, still breastfeeding. i will note that no, she is no longer on the breast, and that yes, i pump... with a hand pump, and have been since day 1. (i am proof your milk doesn't run out solely because of pumping) For more on my pumping woes (and possibly a good laugh), click <a href="http://ohmyloverlystars.blogspot.com/2012/09/pump-squeaky-squeaky-pump.html">HERE</a>.<br />
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anywho... here's the hard part...<br />
with my hubby working 60-70hrs a week, and on a night shift schedule (he is a machinist), things are a bit crazy around here. time is <i>extremely</i> limited in our household, and we are always always on the go. "Sunday Funday" has taken on an entirely new meaning, as that is the only day of the week, we spend together. the hours in the day stretch as far as they can, but at the end of it, i run the household (not to be confused with the head of the household)... i do mostly everything except clean the kitty litter, take out the trash, grab the mail from down the street, and occasionally a load of dishes. and then, there is my business... the dreams i have for it... my goodness... sometimes, i think i'm crazy. a lot of focus is needed in that department as well. not to mention, i can't head out to a session that will occupy more than 3 hours of my time... that gets tricky, believe me. (similar to the one of two dates my hubby and i get every year... i spent half of it pumping. romantic, let me tell ya.) --- i won't lie, there are times where i feel like a single mom... i am so so so so very thankful for my husband... he is the epitome of a hard worker and his work ethic sets the bar high on any level. he's awesome at what he does, and he will do <i>anything</i> to make sure his family is taken care of, just as he has the past 6+ years we have been together. he is my blessings, and in return, i try my hardest to be a blessing to him. (proverbs 31)<br />
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with all that said, i have reached my breaking point... i often feel like the runner at the end of an excruciating race... you want to collapse, but you're so close, you know that isn't an option. yep, that's me... i am drained... mentally, physically, and spiritually. i feel like i'm driving on E, and everything is shutting down. there have been many nights where i have gone to bed in tears simply because i am so exhausted that i can't even fall asleep. my brain never shuts off, and my eyes won't shut... all because of the 5 to-do lists and 5 calendars i have staring at me non-stop, every.single.day.<br />
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ps. no, my youngest is not sleeping through the night, and i average about 5 hours of sleep per night total, if i'm lucky. <br />
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okay, now back to breastfeeding... i did the math...<br />
with Bella eating every 3 hours and me pumping every 4, I averaged about 7 hours of my day dedicated to just pumping and feeding. SEVEN HOURS. (this doesn't include cleaning the pump.) this obviously interferes with our crazy schedule, and Aislynn is at the point where Bella is her BFF, but sometimes, she's really not... she was the only one for so long, and here comes another... its been rough on her. plus, with her starting school (she's been home with me most of her life), and her daddy working crazy hours and only getting to see him 15 minutes a day is painful for her little 6 year old heart. its a lot to take in and a lot to handle. and it got to the point where every time she turned around it was about Bella, and not her... i could see the hurt in her eyes, and it pained me. spending time with her is so very important to me! <br />
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the past half month, after lots of thought, prayer, and discussion with my husband, i have decided to boot the pump, and half way into the weaning process, i have found my home is a happier place. everyone seems happier now that mommy has "extra" time on her hands. its refreshing, yet at the same time i almost feel lost as if i'm not sure exactly where to start with the time i now do have... i was programed every 4 hours to relieve the girls... my schedule completely revolved around it. on top of that, the money saved is a HUGE bonus. but of course, nothing can top being able to give my baby girl nothing anybody else can. THAT is what hurts MY heart. i feel like i'm letting her down... like i'm letting my hard working husband down... My original goal was to breastfeed at least past 6 weeks, and then i got the hang of it, and was super ambitious and said up until a year. but... things change. i thankfully didn't experience postpartum depression this go round, but i think mainly because i didn't have the time to... however, now that i'm weaning, i think i might be in the first few stages... its depressing, really. i want to be able to give my little one the best, and <i>i am making the choice not to</i>. then, i think of the benefits of my new found time... "something's gotta give", right??<br />
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there is sooo much to be said as this is one of <i>those</i> topics, but i'd be here all day, and well, so would you by reading this... that's if you're still reading. ha. <br />
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mommys, for those who weaned early (and on purpose), how did you feel? how did you come to the decision, and how did you go from there? would absolutely love and appreciate your thoughts!<br />
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in the mean time, here's some updated goodies for ya!<br />
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faith & love,<br />
casey <br />
<br />Casey Ayala (DreamTree Photography)http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276861784881751037noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2069723838374917913.post-91962312578713382682012-09-28T07:52:00.003-05:002012-09-28T08:43:28.185-05:00Pump. Squeaky Squeaky. Pump.man oh man!<br />
breastfeeding.<br />
oh, the hilarity!<br />
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i mean really.<br />
the hilarity.<br />
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never a dull moment. <br />
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its like, "one day you're in... and the next, you're out."<br />
literally.<br />
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with A, i was lucky enough to pump for 6 weeks. i was a clueless 20 year old, and well... the idea of breastfeeding just wasn't something i was enthused or thrilled about. the girls were youthful, so why on earth would i want to tamper with such quality? until we started forking over our life savings for a 23.4 oz can of formula, and by that time, unfortunately, it was too late for me to reopen the factory for business.<br />
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this go round... i am one determined mama. i mean a single can costs what? $25. hmm... i can think of a million other things i can do with that $25. like get my herrr did. =P<br />
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technically, i am no longer nursing... baby to boob, anyway.<br />
after soaked bras, t-shirts, and boppy pillows, i had to look at my other options.<br />
plus, squirting my kid in the face mid-nursing session wasn't all fun and games.<br />
so, i did what any desperate nursing mom would do... i turned to the good old fashioned hand pump. non-electric, might i add. (yeah, so, i like hard work.) plus, the whole nursing in public thing... let me tell you, there once was a time where i was certain of being one friggin awesome multi-tasker. nah-uh. i was wrong. so very very wrong. major props to you public nursing mama's! y'all are magicians!<br />
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some days, it seems worth it... others, not so much.<br />
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the girls have been strapped up since the day i came home from the hospital. and let's not forget those nice breast pads that noticeably deform your bra under a cute simple t-shirt. then, not being able to take a shower until the tanks are empty, so you must plan accordingly, or you're forced to warn those around you to prepare their nostrils. "hard as a rock" has never had more meaning. your bras are just plain ugly. and worst of all, the sound of a squeaky pump... they really should design one squeaky free or one able to safely absorb the wonder that is WD-40. the.most.annoying.sound.ever. however, quite entertaining, if you get into a nice rhythm... all you need is someone rappin' to the beat. holla!<br />
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breastfeeding is literally a full-time job.<br />
every 4 hours... they don't care if you're in the middle of eating, sleeping, of comforting your crying infant. if you go passed that 4 hour mark, shame on you! for shame!! you will now reap the consequences. the ladies, then send a signal to your brain to slow down the production. but wait... if you can't find the time to drain adequately, and a quicky pumping session is in order, not good... nope... not good at all. because, then, the ladies say, "ohh... i guess i don't need to produce anymore than what is already gone." <<<---------- this is how i picture the conversation between my boobs and brain.<br />
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must.pump.<br />
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i've become OCD about it all. <br />
if there aren't a certain number of bottles nicely lined up in my fridge, i get nasty. <i>real</i> nasty.<br />
my day goes to hell in a hand basket... and don't talk to me! seriously... don't. if you're stressing me out, don't even look at me, because thanks to you, i only pumped half of what i should. ugh.<br />
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let's get one thing straight... breastmilk is GOLD, and my fridge/freezer, a gold mine! <br />
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ha! no really... its <i>that</i> serious, folks.<br />
as serious as literally crying over spilled milk...<br />
i won't even go there.<br />
cry me a river? no.<br />
i will cry you an ocean and then some.<br />
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drinking water.<br />
i have never.ever.ever in my life drank so much water on a daily basis. i sometimes have to argue with myself over having a glass of OJ, or a glass of water. the less water that goes in, the less milk that comes out. so, if you don't like water, sorry 'bout your bad luck. tough poop. git'r'done or go home!<br />
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when its all said and done, i think it goes without saying, if your hormones aren't jacked up enough after just having a baby... they'll get even more jacked up the longer your boobs are the main source of your kid's health and happiness. however... and a BIG however. i have never been more proud of myself... besides saving a chunk of change, the fact that my baby is getting nutrients that man himself can not replicate... mannnnnn... where is my super cape?? i am friggin awesome! at least in my tiny little world, i am. so many reasons to top shelf the pump, but i will push... i will fight... i will pump till i can't pump no more! i wasn't able to have both gals naturally, so this my homage to them, and to myself. something i have set my mind to... something, i can later pat myself on the back for a job well done!<br />
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originally, my goal was to only pump until about 3-5 months, but i am praying, i can tackle the entire year. yes, girrrrl, i am <i>bold</i>! wish me luck!<br />
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pump on my friends! pump on!<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">someone is officially OFFICIALLY 3 months!</span></div>
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Bella Boo @ 13 weeks old.</div>
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faith and love,<br />
casey (pump pump) Casey Ayala (DreamTree Photography)http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276861784881751037noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2069723838374917913.post-4706828758318207842012-07-28T02:14:00.001-05:002012-07-28T02:36:15.151-05:00reality in the making.being a mother of two human babies, 2 furry babies, 2 scaled babies, and a wife of a 10-12 working hour night shift machinist <i>is</i> <i>really</i> all its cracked up to be.<br />
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i'm tired. my boobs ache. my hair looks like it was attacked by static balloons. and i smell... like spit up and boobage. my house is dirty. the dishes are piled up. supper has been anything but. and i feel like a prisoner in my own home reminiscing of the days when hopping in the car with my 5 year old took 2 minutes tops, when now, its a nice 30. ha!<br />
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BUT,<br />
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my home is full of love, giddy laughs, and sweet sweet smiles...and occasional temper tantrums every now and then. <br />
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HOWEVER,<br />
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i can't shake the daily to-do list screaming at me, and in order to avoid injuring myself, its taking everything in me to look the other way, including holding back the tears of daily frustrations. knowing and realizing that i am <i>not</i> Super Mom. over the course of the past month, i have come to realize that yes, everything does have a rhyme and reason, a purpose, a specific time. and as badly as i wanted to birth Bella naturally, that wasn't God's plan, and i am beginning to see why... my patience... my unwillingness to dilute my perfectionism... the self diagnosed OCD-ism. now, the true task at hand -- i am to fully focus on being the best MOTHER i can be - not the next <strike>Mr</strike>. Mrs. Clean. and well... the wifey status... let's just say i have a loving husband who fully understands my daily unfashionable crazed and deranged look.<br />
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its been hard. i'm sure some mothers will read this and think, "is she serious?". yeah, i am. some mothers are naturally gifted and were literally born to BE that Super Mom. And perhaps i was too, but in a different light. for now, i'm learning the ropes, and today, those ropes are much easier to swing on than they were last week. a routine is being set into place, and i can proudly say, at 2.5 weeks, my baby girl slept through the night only waking up to eat, and then, right back to snoozville. day by day, the seconds, the hours... they get easier.<br />
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through it all, i have to remind myself that not only am i learning and adjusting, but after being in a my nice and cozy womb for 9 months, Bella is also learning and adjusting. (i'm sure she thinks we are crazy, btw.)<br />
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nonetheless, being a mother to 2 human babies, 2 furry babies, 2 scaled babies, and a wife to a 10-12 working hour night shift machinist is more than i could have ever asked for! life is exciting, and "dull" is never swimming in our very lively new vocabulary. every waking second isn't perfect, but its those imperfect moments that lead to those PERFECT moments. its the smile i see on my girls' face that say me and their daddy are their number one. <br />
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so incredibly in love with this darling little chunky face. enjoying the coo's and tiny smiles, especially. i love watching my new little gal pal grow, and i'm absolutely in love with the
bond we have all created as a sweet little family of four.<br />
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faith & love,<br />
caseyCasey Ayala (DreamTree Photography)http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276861784881751037noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2069723838374917913.post-89114396178000197032012-07-02T20:54:00.003-05:002012-07-02T21:14:03.428-05:00why hello, darling.my sweet baby girl is <i>finally</i> here!<br />
words cannot describe the love filling our home this very second.<br />
she has captivated our hearts!<br />
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<b>blessed.</b><br />
every time i look at her, my love for her grows.<br />
she is precious and perfect in every way, and i praise God for giving us such a beautiful little blessing.<br />
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we are loving on her endlessly! i never imagined loving her so much. we just can't get enough of her sweet little face! and when she smiles, the world stops just for a moment, and in the moment, everything is perfect... <i>absolutely perfect</i>.<br />
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Meet <span style="color: #741b47; font-size: large;"><b>Anabella Rose</b></span></div>
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Born: June 28, 2012 @ 4:12pm </div>
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Weighing 9lbs 9.8oz </div>
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Length: 20 3/4 inches</div>
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<i><span class="text Ps-139-13" id="en-NIV-16253">"For you created my inmost being; </span><br /><span class="indent-1"><span class="indent-1-breaks"> </span><span class="text Ps-139-13">you knit me together in my mother’s womb." -- Psalm 139:13</span></span></i></div>
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faith & love,<br />
caseyCasey Ayala (DreamTree Photography)http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276861784881751037noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2069723838374917913.post-14821306322969533672012-06-28T23:39:00.000-05:002012-07-05T17:06:14.069-05:00these last few hours...<span style="font-size: small;"><i>read this on a <a href="http://kellyhicksdesign.com/category/dear-jack/">blog</a> way back when...</i></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><i>tear.</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i>its beautiful.</i></span><br />
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<b><i>These Last Few Hours</i></b></div>
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<b><i>It is important to me that I spend a part<br />
of the new few hours here ~<br />
alone with you in the darkness.</i></b></div>
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<b><i>You and I will never be this close again<br />
By morning you will be a tiny person ~<br />
All your own.</i></b></div>
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<b><i>No longer the kicking demanding bulge in my body<br />
that I have grown to love so well.</i></b></div>
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<b><i style="color: #741b47;">I hope you will be safe on your journey tonight</i></b><b><i style="color: #741b47;">. </i></b><br />
<b><i style="color: #741b47;">I ask for strength to help you all I can.</i></b></div>
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<b><i>Again you signal,<br />
your impatience to be free ~<br />
time to wake your Daddy.</i></b></div>
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<i>faith & love,</i></div>
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<i><span style="color: black;">casey </span></i></div>Casey Ayala (DreamTree Photography)http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276861784881751037noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2069723838374917913.post-62009335970830813632012-06-26T18:18:00.002-05:002012-06-26T20:37:04.402-05:00"dress rehearsal birth"<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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... that's how my silly aunt described it, and i couldn't have described it better, myself! <br />
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although it was a false alarm, and one which i felt in my bones, it was a nice dress rehearsal, only because i have yet to take the hospital tour. yes, lazy would pretty much sum it up. BUT, we got a nice tour and an "in action" experience before the BIG DAY arrives! <br />
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i've been having contractions... at least that's what i THINK. because i have a high pain tolerance, its been very very hard to distinguish, and because i know Bella is not able to come naturally, i am absolutely <i>terrified</i> that she will, and i won't even know it. i understand BH contractions are no where near actual labor contractions, but with Aislynn, my actual labor contractions weren't noticed until way later in the labor process when they were literally jumping off the charts, and i off my bed, they hurt so bad. what i thought was just baby movement, was actual contractions, and i felt like a dummy when the nurse corrected me. ha! SO, my worst fear is putting Bella in ANY kind of stress, especially seeing how big she is already. then, i was reading up on "back labor", and the symptoms listed seemed to describe what i was feeling... possibly, anyway. it worried me. worried me enough to head to the hospital late yesterday, afternoon. <br />
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a couple of weeks ago, my doctor mentioned going ahead and coming in when i felt 6 contractions in an hour. late late Sunday evening and into the wee hours of Monday morning, they were constant for a good 4 hours. i decided to take a warm shower, and thankfully, they went away... at least i think... when i'm asleep, i have NO idea if i'm having them or not, and end up dreaming that i am (or maybe i really am). Monday early afternoon, they began again... this time for 3 hours straight, coming at 8-15 minutes apart. i've been swelling, lately, having severe hot flashes, lots of discharge, and ugly constant back pain, soooo i thought, "well... i'm already going against what the doctor said, so i GUESS i can put the stubbornness aside and head up there. better to be safe than sorry."<br />
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we came home, finished packing last minute items, i cleaned (of course lol), and headed out the door. i knew in my knower i would be coming back home... its just that feeling you get, when you simply <i>know</i>. but to put Jr's mind at ease, and to ask further questions about my contractions, i decided it was best.<br />
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we got there.<br />
they signed me in, and while doing so, the contractions were still coming.<br />
i was given a wheelchair (which i absolutely hated lol), and was wheeled up to L&D... still having contractions, btw. NOW, please tell me whyyy they stop they second they hook up the monitors?? the consistency was gone, and it was clear i "cried wolf". ha! embarrassing, much? yes, very... especially when this is my 2nd kiddo. ha! now, i won't mention they started back up after i had gotten home and got comfortable. <br />
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they hooked me up to the monitors, and the only REAL action and drama was Bella Boo's fighting skills. she kicked the heart monitor off i don't know how many times, and my nurse actually had to bring in "back up" to re-hook it until they could get at least 20mins of monitoring, simply because she would not stay still. it resorted to me having to press a tiny button every time i felt her move. crazy girl. <br />
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all in all... a full blown dress rehearsal.<br />
<i>the positive:</i> finding out there is indeed a hook on the door for my pretty wreath! ha! and now, i know exactly where to go come Monday. i also know the staff on hand is very sweet! plus, i had on zero make up, and my hair looked like it exploded out of my pony tail from being out and about that afternoon. i also was able to see when exactly i was having a contraction... the first few i didn't notice, but of course, the last one righttttt before the nurse unhooked me, she confirmed i was a having a contraction in that very moment. go figure. <br />
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thank you, all, for your prayers, well wishes, and support!<br />
we're superrrrrrr excited about Monday... NEXT Monday that is! ha!<br />
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faith & love,<br />
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<br />Casey Ayala (DreamTree Photography)http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276861784881751037noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2069723838374917913.post-51100594197996587802012-06-23T00:18:00.001-05:002012-06-24T23:00:34.328-05:00hospital bagi literally searched high and low on the world wide web for a GOOD hospital bag list... I didn't find the "perfect" one, but i found various ones which i put together to create my own perfect little one.<br />
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hope this helps you preggo mommas out there!<br />
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ps. i'm kind of a heavy packer, but i always like to be prepared. plus, i'd rather pack too much, than send my hubby or somebody out to get something. also, keep in mind because i am having a c-section, i'll be in the hospital for 4 days straight. i had a c-section with Aislynn, however, it was very much unplanned, and Jr was back and forth between our home and the hospital the entire time, unfortunately. the only thing i want him leaving the hospital for is possibly some Banana Pudding from Buc-ee's. =P<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Mommy's Bag: </b></span></div>
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- insurance card<br />
- per-registration forms ( i turned these in when i first found out i was preggo.) </div>
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- folder to place paperwork</div>
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- boppy pillow</div>
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- make up</div>
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- deodorant</div>
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- lotion</div>
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- shampoo + conditioner</div>
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- dry shampoo</div>
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- face cleanser</div>
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- facial cleanser wipes</div>
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- tooth paste/brush</div>
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- dental floss </div>
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- hair brush </div>
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- maternity clothes to leave hospital</div>
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- loofah</div>
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- body wash/soap</div>
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- sandals or crocs (for shower)</div>
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- nursing bras (2)</div>
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- nursing cream</div>
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- nursing pads </div>
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- nursing cover</div>
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- glasses or contacts</div>
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- parachute undies </div>
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- extra sanitary pads (size large. ha!)</div>
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- q-tips</div>
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- slippers w/tread</div>
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- baby book (to stamp the little footsies)</div>
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- camera (2)</div>
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- perfume/body spray</div>
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- robe</div>
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- comfy hospital gown/top</div>
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- hair clip/tie</div>
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- bandana (because i always wear them to keep my bangs out of my face) </div>
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- chapstick</div>
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- sleeping mask (because y'all convinced me)<b><br /></b></div>
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<b style="color: red;"><span style="font-size: large;">Bella's Bag:</span></b><b><br /></b></div>
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">- Infant car seat and infant head support</span>- You will not be allowed to leave the hospital without one; make sure you bring the instructions.</div>
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<b>- car seat cover</b> </div>
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- Going-home outfit</div>
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- hospital stay outfits- <span style="font-weight: normal;">again, i'll be staying for 4 days, and i want Little Miss to look fab, so packed some extra cute onesies. (make sure they have the bottom snaps for easy diaper/clothing changes) </span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">- Hat</span>- Babies lose the vast majority of their body heat through their heads.</div>
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- Booties/socks</div>
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">- Receiving blankets</span>- Newborns love to be swaddled, and these blankets are perfect for swaddling. For the summer months, i registered for these snazzy things, and oh my! they are wonderful, and i haven't even used them yet! <a href="http://www.target.com/p/aden-anais-for-target-jillaroo-swaddle-wraps-4pk/-/A-11219608#?lnk=sc_qi_detaillink">http://www.target.com/p/aden-anais-for-target-jillaroo-swaddle-wraps-4pk/-/A-11219608#?lnk=sc_qi_detaillink</a></div>
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">- Newborn diapers</span>- If they do not have the umbilical cord area cut out, make sure you fold them down.</div>
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">- Wipes</span>- Begin with the wipes that are designed for newborns or sensitive skin. my hospital, personally, does not carry actual wipes, but rather some type of towelettes that you are supposed to wash and use... yeah, no. WIPES and lots of them!</div>
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<a href="http://www.target.com/p/boudreaux-s-butt-paste-2-oz/-/A-10960563"><b>- Butt Paste</b></a> -- this stuff is ah-mazing for diaper rash!</div>
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">- Mittens -</span> Many newborns will have longer nails, so they can easily scratch their face and other parts of their bodies.</div>
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<b>- Pacifiers</b><b> </b></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b> Daddy's Bag:</b></span></div>
- 4 changes of clothes<br />
- pajamas <br />
- toiletries<br />
- shoes/ slippers (for comfort) <br />
- pillow<br />
-blanket<br />
- glasses/contacts/solution<br />
- cash/quarters for vending machines<br />
- phone charger<br />
- (list of people to contact once baby makes his/her debut. as well as hospital address and room number.) <br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Aislynn's Bag/Sibling Bag:</b></span></div>
- 5 changes of clothes<br />
- toiletries<br />
- stuffed animal<br />
- blanket<br />
- entertainment bag (so she doesn't drive LaLa and grandpa crazy. ha!)<br />
^^ books, movies, puzzles, coloring books^^ <br />
- extra cash for whatever<br />
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andddd, there ya have it! the Ayala's are rollin' deep, BUT i'm sure they have seen worse... at least that's what i keep telling myself. ha!<br />
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</div>Casey Ayala (DreamTree Photography)http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276861784881751037noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2069723838374917913.post-31092913761159962652012-06-22T00:53:00.000-05:002012-06-22T00:53:23.133-05:0037 weeks.i.am.tired.<br />
tired of being pregnant.<br />
and i feel like complaining... well, there's more to come of it, unfortunately.<br />
ha! <br />
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my abdomen is super hard and achy all.day.long.<br />
and when she moves, i wanna puke what very little i have eaten.<br />
my back is <i>killing</i> me. <br />
and contractions are getting stronger... today, i've had more than i normally have in an entire week... or so it seems. they are pretty consistent for about an hour, and then they stop... of course, right? and then... a couple of hours later, they start up again... like now, for instance. its teasing me, but this week would be the <i>perfect</i> week for her to come... my dad is in town, and next week, he won't be, unfortunately. =( plus, her nursery is pretty much ready minus minor decorative goodies. =]<br />
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although i've read/heard most 2nd (and on) babies do NOT drop, i can tell she's further engaged into my pelvis. the pressure down below is errr uncomfortable, but when she gets to moving, i become paralyzed. sometimes, it even hurts to walk, and lots of the times, i wonder how on earth i made it to the restroom accident free.<br />
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-- speaking of... i'm in the restroom, now, about twice an hour... it would probably be more frequent, however mama is very determined to get some kind of rest before Bella Boo arrives, so i hold it until i dream of myself actually taking a tinkle... we've all had that dream, no? =P<br />
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now, for <b>positive polly</b>!<br />
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my 2nd glucose test came back... ahhhh... <b>NORMAL</b>! PRAISE GOD! i was a worried mess. it was a hard <i>hard</i> 3 days. i've had an amazing pregnancy health wise, and have worked very hard to maintain a below 20lb weight gain (which, btw. i'm at 19, now. lol). it would have <i>killed</i> me to have had any other test results, and then would have killed me to have to wait until they tested her. but God is great, and i was literally in tears when i heard the good news! now, i pray for a healthy ride out of Preggersville, and a healthy delivery!<br />
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my very last doctor's appointment is next Wednesday! cuh-razy! never thought i'd see the day!<br />
then the following friday, i'm off for pre-op blood work, AND if Bella Boo hangs on long enough, she'll be here Monday July 2, no later than 2pm. <3<3<3 <br />
<br />EEEEK!!!! <br />
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so aside from my "normal" preggo complaints... i can't really describe how i feel, right now. so anxious, so thankful, so humbled, SO SO much LOVE just waiting to be shared!<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #5b5b5b; font-family: Nobile; line-height: 18px;"><b>How far along? </b>37 weeks & 5 days<br />
<b>Maternity clothes?</b> proud to say i'm wearing the exact same clothes i wore 5-6 months ago. =] </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #5b5b5b; font-family: Nobile; line-height: 18px;"><b>Stretch marks?</b> YES! I have 2 that have multiplied to 4 which are about 1/4 of a inch long. =(</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #5b5b5b; font-family: Nobile; line-height: 18px;"><b>Miss Anything?</b> yeah, my smaller waist. ha!</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #5b5b5b; font-family: Nobile; line-height: 18px;"><b>Movement:</b> very much... i'm actually beginning to think she has bruised my top rib. =(</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #5b5b5b; font-family: Nobile; line-height: 18px;"><b>Food cravings:</b> i just want apple juice... all day, everyday. </span></div>
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<b>Labor Signs:</b> Geez... yes! <b> </b><br />
<b>Belly Button in or out?</b> umm... unfortunately, its about half and half at this point. yuck. lol<br />
<b>Wedding rings on or off?</b> very much on... and no struggle to remove it, either! happy camper, i am!<br />
<b>Happy or Moody most of the time: </b>Happy! EXCITED!!</span></div>
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<br />Casey Ayala (DreamTree Photography)http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276861784881751037noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2069723838374917913.post-49204146673582148282012-06-18T10:52:00.001-05:002012-06-18T10:52:23.036-05:0036 weeksas of Sunday, I am <i>FINALLY</i> full term... therefore able to breathe just a tiny bit... figuratively, of course. ha! this week has been tough... the toughest yet.<br />
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i'm exhausted. literally drained. i know a lot of it has to do with this crazy Houston heat, and the major loss of appetite, but i can honestly say, all i want to do is sleep, and then sleep some more. i feel like a big fat grizzly bear confused by the season. i don't feel up to doing anything. <i>anything.</i> <br />
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i've been feeling lots of pressure down below, however my last doctor's appointment on Wednesday revealed that i am zero percent dilated and have not thinned. although, anxious for her to come, that was sort of a relief, simply because we still have a few things to get things done around the house. nothing crazy major, but we would like to be able to sit and relax and fully enjoy our time with her once she gets here without worrying about walking around boxes, or the house not being clean, or the clothes not being washed. we still have to organize Aislynn's room, and then clear out the clutter in ours to make room for the cradle and various other odds and in's. other than the clothes being washed and done, everything else is being left to finish tomorrow, after breakfast and a movie for the hubby, which i really hope i am up for. we're super late and all that jazz, but The Avengers is on the itinerary. =P<br />
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all of her clothes/blankets/bibs and so forth have been washed, hung up, folded, and her bag is fully packed. Aislynn's bag is packed, and mine is packed minus the few "last minute" emergency items such as my make-up and possibly my shampoo (because i know the hospital doesn't have shampoo made specifically for bleached hair, and those little travel sized bottles last me literally 2 washes because i have so much hair). i'm REALLY hoping to do a hospital bag post, because although i searched high and low for the "perfect" list, there were still quite a few things i thought could have been added. i also made a "daddy list" as well. so, hoping to share that with you guys, this upcoming week.<br />
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i think partly to being so drained, i'm probably more sad than anything. i've been pregnant for what seems like forever, and if she decides to wait, on Monday, exactly 2 weeks from then, we will see her beautiful little face. its so surreal, and we are beyond excited, however, there is that sense of, "i will never be THIS close to her ever again", and that breaks my heart a little. we've had such an amazing experience together, and we've bonded the most we'll ever bond. then, i think of Aislynn, and much and how fast she has grown, and i can't wait to experience the same with Bella. i can't wait for Aislynn to experience the "big sister" role. and i can't wait for Jr to experience the overload of hormones. ha!<br />
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<br />Casey Ayala (DreamTree Photography)http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276861784881751037noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2069723838374917913.post-58628855298119444962012-06-17T09:11:00.000-05:002012-06-17T09:27:09.868-05:00happy father's day!i have to say, i have been mighty blessed with such good and Godly men in my life! every year, i am more thankful to call him "dad" and him "hubby". believe it or not, the day i met Jr, he smelled like my dad... exactly. Exactly enough to where i found out they were sporting the <i>exact</i> same cologne, D&G. if that wasn't a sign, i dunnoooo. ha!<br />
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they both inspire me in their own way, and i can honestly say i am a better person because of them. i love you both, dearly! thank you, for loving me unconditionally! father's play such a HUGE HUGE role in a child's life, and I thank God for blessing me with men of such character, honor, and LOVE!<br />
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i have this odd odd feeling, she'll be here next week, if not late this week.<br />
or maybe its just been the fact that i have been go go go my entire pregnancy, that these past few days, i've been able to chill, and am finally coming to the realization that i am indeed very very preggo.<br />
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i thank God, for giving me such fabulous energy this pregnancy... its gone smoothly and with very very minor complications, if that's what you want to call it. however, this pregnancy has been a complete 180 of Aislynn's. everything is quite different... good and bad in aspects, but overall, a blessed experience, and one which i can honestly say i'm sad to see go. Bella Boo and I have bonded so much these past couple of months, i can't help but see God's beautiful miracles day in and day out... they're kinda just screaming at me saying, "hallelujah! you serve an awesome God!" its been a beautiful journey to say the least! thank you, daddy Jesus!<br />
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sometimes, i wish i could vlog because i have so much to say, but i'm not much of a video camera person, and with all of this heartburn + pressure on my lungs, it will take me forever to spit out one clear sentence without sounding like i'm going to die. so here goes...<br />
ps. it gets kinda graphic as you read further, but i'm an open book, and have def appreciated all of the other mommy bloggers and vbloggers who have been just as open about their pregnancy, so thought i would return the favor.<br />
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i can't really tell if she's dropped... i mean, she's already so big, i dunno if there's any <i>more</i> room for her to actually drop anywhere, so only time will tell. or, perhaps my doctor will at my next appointment on wednesday, which is when i will start going every week. i def haven't been able to breathe easier, but again, she's prob already 8 lbs IF the ultrasound was correct, and I'm still under my weight gain, so my stomach is rather hard... like real real hard. sometimes, so hard, i just want to cry, not so much because it hurts, but it is a real annoying feeling... not sure how to describe it, but its just not fun...at all. it aches, and then when a braxton hicks hits, it feels like it can't possibly get any harder. <br />
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my braxton hicks are tricky. i get them more times a day that i can count. on sunday, they were consistent for only 40 mins, and then POOF, they were gone. today, in the grocery store, i got my most painful one, and then from there, they've been off and on. i usually have to brace myself when i feel one coming, because again, my stomach gets super hard, and it literally takes my breath my away, and then, i look like i've been shot. ha! <br />
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i'm beginning to feel lots of pressure down in errr that zone. ha! but again, not sure if she's ready, dropped, or is just super big, and perhaps there's just no where else her big head can move. tricky tricky, yet again.<br />
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my trips to the restroom are very frequent... didn't think they could get more frequent, but i find myself sitting on the royal throne half asleep once every hour. <br />
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i've been using the potty (um. #2) quite often... at first i thought it was something i had eaten, but that would have passed already, so i find myself in the rr more often than not. <br />
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the nausea has officially returned, and blah... i just can't eat like i did a month ago. my appetite is like, "yeahhhh right" ::whimper::<br />
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i'm superrrrrrrrrrrrrr tired. (was that enough, "r's"??) again... not sure if its because i have just been so darn busy, or because i really am that tired. either way, i can't get enough sleep.<br />
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sleeping has become difficult... very difficult. and yes, i know i won't be getting sleep later... i have been through this before. lol but there's a huge difference in losing sleep because you are woken up every 45 minutes than losing sleep because you aren't even sleeping more than 45 minutes the entire night. the soreness down there leaves me dreading bed time, so i stay up as late as my eyes will burn without really burning, and then i struggle the entire night... trying to find a position that will make the pain down below not as painful, yet somewhat bearable. plus, i have sleep apnea, and am already woken up every 30 minutes, naturally. boo. however, <a href="http://www.boppy.com/catalog/product_info.php/products_id/32">THIS pillow</a>, has really really been a life saver the past 6 months, when the pain down below actually began. <b>i highly recommend it! </b> i will note, the way the pillow is positioned in the picture (<a href="http://www.boppy.com/catalog/product_info.php/products_id/32">on the link</a>) was how i <i>originally</i> began sleeping with it, however, my stomach is just so big these days, the larger part of the pillow is now between my legs, and the smaller part of the pillow is now supporting my belly. otherwise, i'll experience back pain from the weight not being distributed correctly. <br />
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anywho, here's a mini recap of my 35th week!<br />
i can't believe i'm already 36 weeks, yet at the same time, July 2 seems awfully far away, IF she decides to wait that long... i highly doubt it. =P <br />
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<span style="color: #741b47; font-size: small;">baby shower came and went... not without drama, of course, but tis was a blessed day, anyway! </span>Thank you, to everyone who shared this special day with us, not to mention braved this crazy-houston-we-aren't-even-in-the-summer-yet-heat! love you! <3<br />
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i searched and searched for ideas... you know on pinterest, searching for ONE idea can turn into months and months of hours logged in. yep. that happened. i knew for sure i didn't want pastels... they're pretty, but too cliche for me, and i wanted a theme i can run with when Bella Boo gets older, because obviously re-decorating a room is quite costly. finally, after lots of pinning and web-surfing, it was there... right in front of me, "Bella." her names says it all... "BEAUTIFUL." so, that was where the brainstorming began... Spanish flair was the theme. <br />
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moving has somewhat hindered the process of it all coming together, simply because i <i>need</i> to visually see what's going where... otherwise, i'll end up with too much stuff and not enough places to put it. that, and a hurt wallet. ha! now, that we are finally here, its all coming to me, and i can't be more <i>thrilled</i>! its a work in progress, definitely, but one thing at a time... one wall at a time... one shelf at a time... Soon enough, it will be complete!<br />
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here's what has been orchestrated so far.<br />
hope you enjoy.<br />
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a lot of the goodies in her room are thrifted, hand-me-downs, or purchased at Hobby Lobby's 40-50% off sale, or given as gifts.<br />
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--the chair and ottoman i purchased at Goodwill over a year ago... it has cute little pineapples on it... i'm reallyyy wanting to re-do it, but Jr is obsessed with the pineapples, so okay, I'll leave it alone... for now. ha anywho, its a chair that snuggles with you! i love it, and for $35, i couldn't pass it up. <br />
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-- the vintage spanish crocheted throw was given to me by my Aunt/God Mother... it was given to her when was young. its huge and super comfy!<br />
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-- the teddy bear was Aislynn's... "Boo Boo Bear"... my mother gave this to her as a warm fuzzie to hold when she wasn't feeling well.<br />
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-- the side table is actually a plant holder... i loveddd the cast iron and detail of it, so i snagged it at Hobby Lobby for $14.99 on clearance. its mainly to place her bottles and little odds and in's while feeding, reading, or singing her to sleep.<br />
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-- the dresser was my mother's when she was younger... my sister and my dad re-did it about 2 years ago, and i <strike>threatened</strike> asked my sister to have it, and she gave in. so sweet of her!<br />
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-- the glass lamp on the dresser was given to me by the same aunt who gave me the throw. looking to get a lamp shade from goodwill, and cover it with red ruffle trim.<br />
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-- the cross, rug, and crown (pictured above) was purchased at Hobby Lobby... again at 50% off. (i'm obsessed with that store... i guess.)<br />
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-- the stuffed little birdies are for Bella's mobile that i will be making... the entire thing cost me less than $12. =]<br />
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-- the tall vintage lamp shade (pictured above) was FREE at a garage sale. i plan on hanging it from the corner ceiling over the chair.<br />
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-- the mirror on the wall was given to me by my mother... its gold right now... debating on painting it canary yellow to match the sheer curtains i have yet to buy... looking to add red pom poms as a trim to that as well. <br />
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-- {what you can't see just yet}<br />
* her toy box... its solid wood and cherry brown... it was mine when i was a wee one, and its perfect to house all of her toys and little goodies.<br />
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* vintage throws... i have a pretty hefty amount that has been given and/or thrifted/collected as props. so, we are purchasing <i>zero</i> blankets... except special breathable receiving blankets to accommodate these crazy Houston summer months. <br />
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thank you, to those who have contributed to Bella's room! it gives me warm fuzzies to know you are thinking of her. and to those who gave prior to Preggersville Round 2, thank you for sharing and shedding light on my little inspiration. <3<br />
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will be sharing more, soon! <br />
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faith & love,<br />
caseyCasey Ayala (DreamTree Photography)http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276861784881751037noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2069723838374917913.post-88634121573943873932012-05-31T20:23:00.001-05:002012-06-22T00:36:38.184-05:0033 & 34 Weeks.seems like fo-ever since i've blogged.<br />
so so much has been going on, and finally, i am sitting here at my kitchen table catching a breath before i begin dinner for two.<br />
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these last couple of weeks have been something else....<br />
with moving the entire week (yes, the entire week) to having my very last ultrasound on Tuesday...<br />
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so yes, we are finally moved in. i can't believe the day finally came...<br />
we're still unpacking boxes, so at times it feels like we're living temporarily in a hotel. ha!<br />
organizing rooms is tough being that was downsized our living space, however, i absolutely loveeeeee walking from room to room in a matter of seconds rather than climbing the evil stairs of death. this casita is such a blessing, already! thankful thankful! i'll try and have pics up, soon... you know, minus the boxes and all. =]<br />
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today, i am 34 weeks and 4 days, and tomorrow....<br />
well, tomorrow is June. Will JUNE be the month, or will she wait until July 2?? ::shrugs::<br />
either way, mama is carrying a 7lb baby.... yes 7lbs. average weight for 34 weeks is nearly 5lbs. sooo, with that being said, i have to re-do my glucose test... yes, again. BLAH! that evil drink... i'm sure i would have LOVED it at the age of 5, but now... different story. ::gag:: we are pretty sure she is just long like her sister, however Aislynn was delivered at 40 weeks and was 8.5lbs. if Bella decides to wait until 39 weeks, she'll be around 9-10lbs. ::OHEMGEE:: HOWEVER, the ultrasound is merely a guesstimate. so i could or could not have a gordita growing inside of me. <br />
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they also found very slight fluid in her left kidney... the doctor said, "its nothing to lose sleep over." but me? well, i lose sleep over knowing there are dishes in the sink. so, i cried and cried. this entire pregnancy i have felt so completely helpless, especially with this move, which i probably did too much work anyway, however, its the one thing that bugs me.... not being able to help as much as i would like, and as much as some would need. so you can imagine, knowing there is ANY fluid in my baby's kidney has me feeling like there is absolutely nothing i can possibly do. we called the doctor again, today, to gather more information on the matter and perhaps schedule a 2nd ultrasound, but she did reiterate that it is nothing of concern, and should clear itself up before Bella even gets here. i know God is in control and i have faith everything will work out according to His plan for my Bella Boo. i am thankful nothing more severe was discovered, and that otherwise Bella is looking BELLA! ps. girlfrannn has A LOT of hair!<br />
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<b>Maternity clothes?</b> one maxi dress, 2 pairs of pants, 2 shirts...still. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #5b5b5b; font-family: Nobile; line-height: 18px;"><b>Stretch marks?</b> YES! I have 2 that are about 1/4 of a inch long. =(</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #5b5b5b; font-family: Nobile; line-height: 18px;"><b>Sleep: </b>horrible horrible.<b> </b>the pain down below is crazy bad. when turning from side to another, there is ONE joint that ALWAYS pops, and I ALWAYS have to prepare myself for it. OUCH!<b><br /></b></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #5b5b5b; font-family: Nobile; line-height: 18px;"><b>Best moment this week: </b>Seeing Bella's ultrasound.... even if she was a stubborn chickadee!</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #5b5b5b; font-family: Nobile; line-height: 18px;"><b>Miss Anything?</b> STILL dyingggg to head to the beach! Yes. Still.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #5b5b5b; font-family: Nobile; line-height: 18px;"><b>Movement:</b> All the time... however, its beginning to actually hurt a bit... i mean she's 7lbs already, so yeah. not much room for her to move, but she is already in position. the weirdest thing is feeling her arm or shoulder brush up against my pelvic bone... superrr freaky. lol</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #5b5b5b; font-family: Nobile; line-height: 18px;"><b>Food cravings:</b> I just discovered Panera Bread. 'nough said.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #5b5b5b; font-family: Nobile; line-height: 18px;"> <b>Have you started to show yet: </b>very much so.... my belly feels like a basketball filled with entirely way too much air.<b><br />
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<b>Labor Signs:</b> YES! About once every hour or so.<b> </b><br />
<b>Belly Button in or out?</b> In.<br />
<b>Wedding rings on or off?</b> On, and SO happy its been on this long! I had to cut it off with Aislynn. =/<br />
<b>Happy or Moody most of the time: <span style="font-weight: normal;"></span></b>Happy!</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #5b5b5b; font-family: Nobile; line-height: 18px;"><span style="color: black; font-size: small;">Casey</span><b><br /></b></span></div>Casey Ayala (DreamTree Photography)http://www.blogger.com/profile/00276861784881751037noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2069723838374917913.post-82564661522545760322012-05-17T01:02:00.001-05:002012-05-17T01:05:37.730-05:0031 & 32 weeks {and a bare belly!}this month has been crazy.<br />
however, i think i have noted that repeatedly in the last 20 blog posts or so. ha!<br />
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the time is drawing near.<br />
my belly is growing over night and Bella is a little fighter. that girl, i tell ya. its getting to the point where she has less and less room to move around, so it hurts from time to time and she tries to get comfy. Aislynn never moved quite so obvious, and i'm guessing because i ate <i>so</i> much, there was always plenty of room to move and grow. ha! <br />
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other than being extremely tired all.the.time. the pain down below is starting to subside a bit. orr perhaps, i'm just becoming immune to it. orr, perhaps, i'm just too busy to notice. either way, i'm not complaining. braxton hicks are starting to kick into over drive. today, i've already had 4-5, when normally i have 2 MAYBE 3 a day. girlfran has hiccups at least 6-7 days a day. poor babe. she also has seemed to have dropped justtt a tiny bit. i no longer feel her as strong at the very top of my belly as i did just last week. however, i feel her quite well down um, below. <br />
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Aislynn is about to burst with excitement and anxiousness! she'd much rather have me place my cell phone on my belly and watch it dance, than put her tiny hand on my belly and have Bella karate chop her. she's superrr excited to "share everything with Bella", and is actually rather upset that Bella hasn't made her debut yet. i'm thinking once Bella Boo gets a hold of Aislynn's Barbie's, a whole other story will be told, and i expect it to be narrated in an annoyed yet whiny tone.<br />
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tomorrow, WE MOVE! YAY!<br />
i can't wait until all of this is over and done with. exhausted is an understatement, and my brain is officially MIA. my calendar looks like it threw up, and my nerves are seriously shot. sometimes, i just want to sit and cry, but i'm a big girl, and hold it in, thus giving me a monster headache. =/ i told my friend tonight, "if Bella comes early, i'm pushing her back in!" sorry, sweetheart, the Ayala Casita is way too crazy for a wee little one right at this moment. stay nice and tight until July 2. please and thank you. <br />
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so with all that said, insomnia is in high gear.<br />
my brain does not want to shut up or shut down. REM stage is a thing of the past, and i have massive bags under my ojos. not cute.<br />
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prayers please!<br />
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this is my belly at <span style="color: #674ea7; font-size: large;"><b>21 weeks</b></span>. </div>
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i am being SUPER brave and debuting a bare belly, so be nice, now. ha!</div>
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if you look closely, you can see allllllll of my battle scars. yeah, aislynn done fought the good fight. and please tell me why mosquitoes seem to go for my belly, ONLY?? super weird.</div>
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and lastly, those are my maternity panties... ones which i figured i would grow into. its been 4 months, and they're still big, so if you see me hiking them up, you know why. =P </div>
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">32 Weeks!</span></b></div>
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Hope you all have an AH-MAZING weekend!<br />
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