tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22732806158540479752024-02-01T22:31:56.863-07:00The Mousley'sjosh.camille.beauJosh, Camille and Beauhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13384793563040376191noreply@blogger.comBlogger36125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2273280615854047975.post-79488236341037518372011-01-02T19:57:00.000-07:002011-01-02T19:57:50.344-07:00CHRISTMAS PART I<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #38761d;">Christmas this year was bitter-sweet. I was so excited for the season and to spend time with the family, but unfortunately Josh wasn't able to be home. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #38761d;">I bought Beau a pre-made (thanks Costco!!) gingerbread house that just needed to be decorated. Instead of me doing it by myself I had my nephews and niece come over and help. They had alot of fun!! Mostly they all ate the candy and licked the frosting off of their fingers.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #38761d;">For Christmas Eve we went over to my parent's house. We ate my dad's homemade chili in bread bowls!YUMMY!! After dinner we opened up presents. We started from youngest to oldest and lets just say the kids were VERY anxious!!! They couldn't sit still and wanted to help each other open faster so it could be their turn! Beau is still a little unsure of what "opening presents". He was more interested in playing with his cousins than ripping the paper, but he had plenty of help!! He got a toy cement truck that turns balls, a MegaBlock fire truck, pjs and clothes. I loved watching the other kids get so excited about their presents, especially the ones I got them!! I have SO much fun shopping and spoiling them. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #38761d;">On Christmas morning, Beau and I headed over to Josh's parents house. His mom always has the most delicious breakfast for us. Beau loved the little weenies!! After breakfast we all opened presents. Beau was a little more into tearing the paper but then once he got his toy he was only into that. Josh's sister, Julia, gave him a set of soft leathery balls. If you don't already know, Beau is obsessed with balls!! He walked around the rest of the afternoon with all three of them... yes one in each hand and one in his mouth!! It was so funny. We all got spoiled!! </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Josh, Camille and Beauhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13384793563040376191noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2273280615854047975.post-30548768862134401522011-01-02T15:06:00.000-07:002011-01-02T15:06:09.064-07:00ZOO LIGHTS<span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Since we have a Zoo season pass, my sister and I decided to venture off to Zoo Lights. I've never been and was SO excited!! We bundled up the kiddos because it was freezing!! Most of the animals were inside or asleep but the lights were really cool!!!</span><br />
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</div><span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">P.S. I had on a snowflake turtle neck with a gingerbread house sweater vest that said... "Happiness is a homespun Christmas"!!!!! What does that even mean?????</span>Josh, Camille and Beauhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13384793563040376191noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2273280615854047975.post-27657785766411650742010-12-08T20:34:00.000-07:002010-12-08T20:34:44.110-07:00What Beau's Been Up To<div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">I'm posting a bunch of pics of things Beau has been doing lately. He has become so active and such a little stinker!! I probably let him get away with too much but I just cant help it, he's just so dang cute!!</span></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><br />
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</tbody></table> <span style="color: blue; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">At first I was really nervous about the blizzard that was coming last night but was really excited for some snow so we could take Beau out and play. Well.... the BIG blizzard didn't really stand up to all the hype. This morning we had hardly any snow!!! Regardless, my sister and her kids came over to play in the snow with Beau and have Josh pull them around. Josh tied a sled to the back of his 4 wheeler (not enough snow for the snowmobile) and pulled them through the backyard and neighborhood. <span id="goog_2003853850"></span><span id="goog_2003853851"></span>The kids had so much fun! Beau's first experience in the snow was so funny. He was just so mellow with the whole thing. He even went for a few rides on the sled and on daddy's lap on the 4 wheeler. After a while Beau and Ruby's cheeks were so red my sister and I took them inside while the big boys played for a while longer. After everyone was frozen we all enjoyed a cup of hot chocolate and popcorn. Hopefully next time Josh is home there will be much more snow for us to play in. </span></span><br />
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<div style="color: lime;">1. My Husband- Josh and I have been married for 5 years and together for almost 7. Somedays I can't believe he has the guts to stay with me!! He is the most kind hearted, funny, most chill guy I know. He lets me be me, which is hard! He doesn't care how messy the house is or how hairy my legs are or hwo crazy my mood swings get. He loves me!! I am so appreciative of how hard he works for our family. I know his job takes him away from me and Beau and sometimes it is so hard for all of us, but we make it work. And I am so thankful that he actually has a job and one he likes for that matter. Josh is also a great father. It is so fun to watch him with Beau. I already know I am going to have to be the strict parent which means Beau can probably get away with murder! I love you honey!!</div><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"><tbody>
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<div style="color: purple;">2. My Boogers- When Josh and I decided to try for a baby was so exciting and scary at the same time. We went on a vacation with our friends to Cancun, where we started "trying". A month later when I found out I was pregnant I was so shocked that it had happened so fast. I was SO excited and freakin scared!! But honesty Beau has brought me the greatest joy I could ever imagine. Every day he does something new. He is growing and learning and becoming such a fun little man. I can tell he is going to be very chill like his daddy. I feel so blessed with him in my life. </div><br />
<div style="color: red;">3. Family- I am very lucky to be so close not only to my family but to my in-laws. My parents have been so supportive to me through everything. I love that I get to be so lucky to live the next street over from them. I can't wait for Beau to get older to be able to just ride his bike over to Grandma and Grandpa's house. I am so grateful to be so close to my sisters family. Growing up we weren't the best of friends but now we are! She watches Beau while I work and there is no one else I would rather do that. Beau loves to play with his cousins and I love to spoil them. There are times I see my in-laws more than Josh does!! I love that they have accepted me as part of their family. Beau is so lucky to have such great family to grow up with.</div><br />
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<div style="color: orange;">4. God- No matter what religion, beliefs, morals, ideas or concepts I believe in I am grateful to have a higher being that I can turn to. He makes the understanding of life and death a little bit easier.</div><br />
<div style="color: purple;">5. Friends- I couldn't ask for better friends!! We have been together since Jr High- some even before that. They know me better than anyone and still love me! We have the best times together even when we aren't doing anything. I don't know where I would be without my girls!!!</div><br />
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<div style="color: magenta;">7. House- Although I am NOT grateful for my house payment I am very grateful that I have a place to call our own. It may not be my dream house but it's our home.</div><br />
<div style="color: lime;">8. DVR- I know that sounds so cheesy but I don't know what I would do without all of my reality shows!! It allows me to spend more time doing things I want during the day and then to unwind at night!!!</div><br />
<div style="color: red;">9. Modern Medicine- Enough said.</div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7cQQrPoYI7bG7NRuFe19mctQ1SAE5moswLxIG0DEhbSv0wl3YvOH_CdOIFU0uMDHEwxyxUg2KGK5bSnfEL-OI0n9Vl01PgKh-C7-MpSt-T0BZ4TZ5WV4OGo1Dr0cJRnlJ2GohniCviWw/s1600/kindle2_front.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7cQQrPoYI7bG7NRuFe19mctQ1SAE5moswLxIG0DEhbSv0wl3YvOH_CdOIFU0uMDHEwxyxUg2KGK5bSnfEL-OI0n9Vl01PgKh-C7-MpSt-T0BZ4TZ5WV4OGo1Dr0cJRnlJ2GohniCviWw/s200/kindle2_front.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><div style="color: blue;">10. Kindle- I love my Kindle. When I find time to read I love it. I love how I can just throw my Kindle in my bag and have a million books at my finger tips. </div><br />
<div style="color: orange;">11. Running Water- I feel very lucky to be able to wash my hands, flush the toilet, shower in clean water at any time.</div><br />
<div style="color: lime;">12. Electricity- I have no idea where I would be without electricity. Everything I use on a daily basis needs it.</div><br />
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<div style="color: blue;">13. Four Seasons- I am very grateful to live in a place with 4 seasons. That way I get a little bit of everything.</div><br />
<div style="color: purple;">14. Junk Food- Although I shouldn't be grateful for this and what its done to my figure- I am!! I have such a sweet tooth and love candy!! I love foods that are processed and loaded with calories and fat- that's what makes them taste so good! I am fully aware that I may die early from a heart attack- but at least I will die happy!!</div><br />
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<div style="color: magenta;">16. Dance- Not only am I grateful for my ability to dance but the opportunity I have to teach dance. I have been dancing most of my life and love it. I have been teaching for 4 years now. I kind of fit the saying- "for those who can't, teach". I know I wasn't the best dancer but feel I have the creative eye to teach and create.</div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUa9747PWNztjNcjZeSfYZGo5g1em_GRFZoo0C4u0khmcxbKIFbMvv5LexMNRKnHQb-1bIP0J7DtjiFvjInwlpI7-njFpbaAopV-PrOOFzgI6bawe3_ffqojfPFZtD8eCcf4me6137jdQ/s1600/ziplock.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="100" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUa9747PWNztjNcjZeSfYZGo5g1em_GRFZoo0C4u0khmcxbKIFbMvv5LexMNRKnHQb-1bIP0J7DtjiFvjInwlpI7-njFpbaAopV-PrOOFzgI6bawe3_ffqojfPFZtD8eCcf4me6137jdQ/s200/ziplock.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><div style="color: blue;">17. Ziplock Steam Bags- If you haven't tried these you need to!! Cooking for myself is really hard and that's why I find myself eating out alot until I found these!! You can cook anything in them and it turns out so moist and tender. So much easier than whipping out a steamer and pans.</div><br />
<div style="color: lime;">18. Nordstroms- OK OK just shopping in general!! But especially Nordy's!! I can't help myself, I need to go to Shopaholics Anonymous!! I am overly addicted. And now that I have Beau, I go a bit over board shopping for him too!!! I like to call it my hobby!!!!</div><br />
<div style="color: orange;">19. Popcorn at The Movies- Ummmmm!! Nothing tastes better at the movies than popcorn slathered with butter. I love to go to movies and popcorn just makes it them that much better. Top it off with a large Coke and I'm a happy girl!!</div><br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDqSjesPm9Yxc6KMbv05yTvhBMe2xD6JBtC1R7mo23aanujv8JpZpAbwMcMWRCXnWIK9nliT81Q0IfXzjj9iLNUyqghWQUVtpqcnoliaaPIsZtCdVXJWHoD2Ges_A4YHS-kQrmIt0Rjak/s1600/holiday-clipart-all.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDqSjesPm9Yxc6KMbv05yTvhBMe2xD6JBtC1R7mo23aanujv8JpZpAbwMcMWRCXnWIK9nliT81Q0IfXzjj9iLNUyqghWQUVtpqcnoliaaPIsZtCdVXJWHoD2Ges_A4YHS-kQrmIt0Rjak/s200/holiday-clipart-all.JPG" width="185" /></a><span style="color: blue;">20. Holidays- I am thankful for all holidays. When I was younger it was the presents, but now it's getting into the spirit and spending time with the family. I love to spoil Beau and can't wait til he's older to understand the concept of opening presents.</span><br />
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<div style="color: red;">21. Coffee and Redbulls- Nothing like these 2 things to get me going in the morning!!!</div><br />
<div style="color: magenta;">22. Laughter- I love everything about laughing. The sound, the reason, making people laugh. It's the best way to burn calories. </div><br />
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<div style="color: blue;">24. Independence- This kind of independence is being an independent woman. I'm so proud of myself to be able to live the life I do. To take care of things here while my husband is away. I try my best to fully support him and his decisions he makes for our family. At times it is very hard to go out with friends without Josh or have people think I have a made-up husband!!! haha I do my best to take care of the house, bills, Beau and work while he is gone and try to drop everything to be with him when he comes home.</div><br />
<div style="color: purple;">25. Social Media- This includes internet things such as Blogger and Face Book, texting, email. Anything to keep up on everyone's lives. It's an easy way to see into peoples lives and an easy way to let out emotions. I can't help it, I'm addicted to these things too!!</div><br />
<div style="color: red;">The list could go on and on, but frankly I just don't have to time to write them all down. But I do try to be thankful for something everyday, just not in November. What are you thankful for??</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHqKjcqqoyr0w9GnqAkGauUvUOjyK2BHypfz-yzfzGmpdNwI5RhHqYL0ZOLsSa5rKia0HAD1kf6t4anYdyCtNo1g1VTbdq09kI7bkPPLp5XZVx8tprrynpY0Hc2ghMQFyAnrDfpzn6yaQ/s1600/thankful.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="260" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHqKjcqqoyr0w9GnqAkGauUvUOjyK2BHypfz-yzfzGmpdNwI5RhHqYL0ZOLsSa5rKia0HAD1kf6t4anYdyCtNo1g1VTbdq09kI7bkPPLp5XZVx8tprrynpY0Hc2ghMQFyAnrDfpzn6yaQ/s400/thankful.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />
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<span style="color: lime;">PS- When typing in 'thankful' to find an image I came across this!!!! It said "be thankful the photographer wasn't on the other side"!!!! SOOOO funny!!</span>Josh, Camille and Beauhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13384793563040376191noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2273280615854047975.post-17028029775093289862010-11-07T21:03:00.000-07:002010-11-07T21:03:44.657-07:00Happy Halloween <table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"><tbody>
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</tbody></table> <div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="color: orange;"> <span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">HAPPY HALLOWEEN!! Although this year wasn't Beau's first Halloween it was the first time we could go out and attempt anything Halloweenish. On Friday morning, Beau and I went with my mom, sister and niece to my nephew's school parade. Beau and Ruby had a lot of fun playing around the gymnasium and watching the kids come around in their costumes.</span> </span></div> <table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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</tbody></table> <div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia4pQhJCG_U4MiUuBzIlTswaR5eXa0NlfkpHLMZYFOHoL9CJUbJNDLF9fheOqGAYtRSceH7rJZmGkdEcXDQK9uBUOevONn_CZBf9vHISPODFkIdZlO4t0AzuQlDZaF73IRh_Z1TRa226w/s1600/DSC_0146.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia4pQhJCG_U4MiUuBzIlTswaR5eXa0NlfkpHLMZYFOHoL9CJUbJNDLF9fheOqGAYtRSceH7rJZmGkdEcXDQK9uBUOevONn_CZBf9vHISPODFkIdZlO4t0AzuQlDZaF73IRh_Z1TRa226w/s200/DSC_0146.jpg" width="132" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> <span style="color: orange;">I thought this picture of Beau was so funny!! His costume was padded around his tummy and butt, making him look so chubby!! It would've been so cute to see him waddling around but he didn't master walking in time.</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">On Friday night I went with my sister and her kids trunk-or-treating in her neighborhood. It was cute to see all the kids dressed up. Beau had NO idea what was going on, but at least I got some candy!!</span> <br />
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</tbody></table> <span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Saturday was my neighborhood's annual Halloween party. It's a huge block party with food, games and music. I got Beau and I all ready to go, went outside and found a down pour of rain!!! So we cuddled up inside and gave the brave trick-or-treaters handfuls of candy. Later that night Beau and I went to our friend Laura and Micheal's house to play with our friends. Beau loves to get together and play with Corver and Sawyer. </span><br />
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">CAKE TIME!!! At first, Beau didn't know what to do with his cake. I had to dig in for him before he realized it was ok. Even then he had more fun with the letters on his cake then the actual cake. </span></td></tr>
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</tbody></table><span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Unfortunately, Josh couldn't be here for the actual party but was for Beau's birthday. We had our own little family party and I was so happy Josh got to celebrate with us. Thanks to everyone for making my little Boogers first birthday so memorable. Now... what to do next year??????</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">At his 1 year checkup Beau weighed in at 20 pounds- which is less than he weighed at his 9 month checkup!! Guess we all can't be that lucky!! He is still a pretty little guy but with big cheeks and ALOT of hair. He has had to have 2 hair cuts already and is due for another one. Here are some other things Beau is up to:</span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> * Crawling up AND down stairs</span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> * Pushing toys over to the couch to use them to step up on and crawl onto the couch </span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> * Can wave bye-bye</span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> * Claps at EVERYTHING</span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> * LOVES to dance. Anytime any music comes on he will start to bounce and dance!! We </span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> have a very fun time in the car together!!!</span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> * Can say 'mama', 'dada', 'ball', 'hi', 'huh' and I think 'doggie'</span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> * Loves our dogs, if only he would keep his mouth closed when giving them kisses</span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> * Can give kisses</span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> * Can give high-fives</span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> * Eats everything especially if he sees you eating it </span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> * Still in size 3 diapers</span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> * Can wear sizes between 9-18 months depending on what it is</span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> * Has a hard time with shoes because his feet are so chubby</span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> * Sleeps thru the night. When he does wake up in the morning, he will play in his crib for </span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;"> about 30 minutes. It's so funny to listen to him on the monitor. Then when I walk into his </span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;"> room, he hides as if he is embarressed!!</span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> * Has to have something in each hand at all times. And if there is something else he wants, </span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;"> he will try to pick it up with his mouth. </span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> * Walking along furniture and walks when pushing his toys, but not very interested to do it on </span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> * Likes to poke other kids in the face!!!</span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> * Loves to be outside, not sure what we are going to do this winter!!!</span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> * Knows what "NO" means and follows it pretty good</span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> * Throws tantrums already!! He will give his pouty face, throw his forehead on the floor and </span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">bawl and roll all over the floor. Its actually pretty funny. </span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> * Has 4 teeth- 2 on bottom and 2 on top- with a HUGE gap!!</span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> * His eyes still haven't chosen a color. Somedays they are blue-like his daddy and others </span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;"> green-like mine. </span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">He is learning new things everyday. It suprises me how much he grows and with the things he does. He is always making me laugh and is the light of my life!! We love our little Boogers!!!</span>Josh, Camille and Beauhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13384793563040376191noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2273280615854047975.post-29122454987685898522010-10-28T21:31:00.000-06:002010-10-28T21:31:34.164-06:00Beau's 1 Year Pictures<span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">For Beau's 1 year old pictures I decided to take them myself. I borrowed my mother-in-laws really nice camera, which later I bought my own because I LOVED it!! With my moms help, we headed to Gardner Village. It was the perfect fall set up. I can't believe my little man is already a year old. And he looks so big in these pictures. It was a little hard at times to get him to smile because his attention was all over the place. But he did smile when people walked by and payed attention to him!! Especially the little old ladies there. They were in love with him and Beau loved the attention!!</span><br />
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</tbody></table>Josh, Camille and Beauhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13384793563040376191noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2273280615854047975.post-53219238331961284182009-10-29T14:37:00.016-06:002009-10-29T15:18:13.652-06:00Fun Times With Beau<span style="color:#ff0000;">I can't believe Beau is 3 weeks old today. Josh and I have had so much fun with him. We both are still getting used to waking up every 2-3 hours and changing 20 diapers a day, but it is all worth it. </span><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><span style="color:#ff0000;">His 2 week doctor's appointment went well. He is 10% in his weight, 25% in his head and 50% in his height- very small dude!! He got snipped that day as well. I had to leave the room because I heard it was so sad to watch. I then felt bad leaving him, so either way it sucked. I'm just glad Josh wasn't home to see it!!</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Beau is growing and changing so much everyday. I can't believe I just sit there for hours holding him and watching him. He truely is the most precious thing. I don't kow how people can have more than one because I don't ever think I could love something as mcuh as I love him. </span></div><div><span style="color:#ff0000;">Here are a few pics of Beau these past few weeks. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9k2m3AxATx2REC6S8GE4ejM32Rlq1hq1nwHjd2dY9GzVBHUokRevT2_1eYDqB4xRFl6yj5U5JBJw3mFGfjWUzbQ3VcLwvdUwL6uJ-kYYdm7GbgVPpZowmhH37mE_QyqScxtyUtMMXLKI/s1600-h/bath1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398131286055379682" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9k2m3AxATx2REC6S8GE4ejM32Rlq1hq1nwHjd2dY9GzVBHUokRevT2_1eYDqB4xRFl6yj5U5JBJw3mFGfjWUzbQ3VcLwvdUwL6uJ-kYYdm7GbgVPpZowmhH37mE_QyqScxtyUtMMXLKI/s200/bath1.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398130322902893554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDDY8y2k7-xsAQEHySA1kDiStccrJXmFaP05hyphenhyphenIubdps-HqhbWW_YibQR-wdtTwrecu6VtdsOVEm58LgP4nBG9npksIdtchD1YvO342XjbGhyphenhyphenA5bGvh-E1D89ST2lU-Wj3cD2u5oGZ2Ew/s200/bath.jpg" border="0" /><span style="color:#006600;">Beau's first bath... he kind of hated it. He likes it except when you pour water on him.</span></div><div><br /><br /></div><div><span style="color:#3333ff;">Friends and family visiting Beau.</span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkNGQuKpwaNRks1dt8hgvUxm6Qd-K0HgmO7e49UM-uFADpEmrRcefYsA12KJLQhkyUn5B3GC__OgylM8Vx69TlVxQdvJRL3fpsXaN2WqU0e8xFIe5JNSU2wPK7bWTpoT8oVVnzM6n7m6E/s1600-h/koltkarhome.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398132929083602610" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkNGQuKpwaNRks1dt8hgvUxm6Qd-K0HgmO7e49UM-uFADpEmrRcefYsA12KJLQhkyUn5B3GC__OgylM8Vx69TlVxQdvJRL3fpsXaN2WqU0e8xFIe5JNSU2wPK7bWTpoT8oVVnzM6n7m6E/s200/koltkarhome.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAQfA9fg1nmZeXzsc78FmDbBsODs6xPRdAyy6IlVT8lg6OlYI0FeJZBY1yk6e70Bpb-KDY7X9jxTN28AFmy-rnDZjJYAZIwBtIY-6n4DZF5gsXfqqJB-nb00DIddZvsa6iv04bgsWlUzc/s1600-h/kristin.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398133396278624482" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAQfA9fg1nmZeXzsc78FmDbBsODs6xPRdAyy6IlVT8lg6OlYI0FeJZBY1yk6e70Bpb-KDY7X9jxTN28AFmy-rnDZjJYAZIwBtIY-6n4DZF5gsXfqqJB-nb00DIddZvsa6iv04bgsWlUzc/s200/kristin.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div><span style="color:#ff6600;">Mom and Dad chilling at home.<br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgABzS_bns1MDPQFMarSa1kVeJeOQYDg4AzhSxo3o7OzEw5nV6lwGJVkW0R65nS1uJzOou2xF9LDOWpP8s-T-PeX6HcrxmgJPpEmJDVkzfrpyhJKiJ3mBAi6NaIK1bll8UqUA8HdXEa8_M/s1600-h/homecamille.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398133682935031906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgABzS_bns1MDPQFMarSa1kVeJeOQYDg4AzhSxo3o7OzEw5nV6lwGJVkW0R65nS1uJzOou2xF9LDOWpP8s-T-PeX6HcrxmgJPpEmJDVkzfrpyhJKiJ3mBAi6NaIK1bll8UqUA8HdXEa8_M/s200/homecamille.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7BvsxkvfvJ8W1Q642su2D3kdZBk7u-NwOtpr8YgFREwYjGpvqJn5no7JnuPIugAI_dYXJgtiapWXtZgw6l4HqVBYTLehx2h3YcXPzWMHWQ0aOUNPuhgZgyDI111ZAL55gL9kE_40jtNk/s1600-h/homejosh.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398133857589818018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7BvsxkvfvJ8W1Q642su2D3kdZBk7u-NwOtpr8YgFREwYjGpvqJn5no7JnuPIugAI_dYXJgtiapWXtZgw6l4HqVBYTLehx2h3YcXPzWMHWQ0aOUNPuhgZgyDI111ZAL55gL9kE_40jtNk/s200/homejosh.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div> </div><div><span style="color:#ff6600;">Josh loves to hold Beau and watch TV. He's already trying to make him left handed so he can be a very valuable pitcher!!!<br /></span></div><div><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Josh, Camille and Beauhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13384793563040376191noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2273280615854047975.post-22300310468809596652009-10-29T14:11:00.015-06:002009-10-29T14:57:41.376-06:00The Arrival<span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;">I went into the hospital on October 8th at 7:00 am to <em>finally</em> be induced. I'm not sure which was worse, knowing that he was coming that day or waiting around for him to come on his time. Josh and I walked into our room which had a huge jetted tub. Josh was very excited!! I had to explain to him that it was only used for women who were going natural and I for sure wanted the drugs!! The nurse got me all set up on Pitocin, after poking me 4 times!! I have bad veins. Then I sat there and waited and waited and waited. To be honest I was very bored. Josh kept telling me to get some sleep but I just couldn't, not with my IV in my arm and the blood pressure cuff blowing up every 20 minutes. My contractions were about every 3-4 minutes apart and lasting about a minute and a half but were still manageable. The nurse came in and checked me and I was 5 cm dilated and kept asking me if I was doing ok and if I wanted the epidural. I told her I was doing fine. After she left I kept asking Josh if I should get the epidural yet, he told me it was better sooner than later!! So I rang for the nurse and she was saying everyone was wondering when I was going to get one. Apparently my contractions were bad... but I was ok. A few minutes later in walks this 90 year old man, not one of those cute old men, one of those awnry old timers!! Yep.. he was my anesthesiologist!! Let me just tell you this guy was a prick!! He kept yelling at the nurse and then lectured me on how I wasn't thinking about an epidural when I got the tattoo on my back!! Josh and I just sat there not knowing what to do or say. I mean we <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijL-zTF7bie5k1OD4DA7KHnYBllPn8MCyjLcTu_ivG1jmPMVMSKYpS7jXsT-MI-UxHPiWnDT7-9R90f0j9iffn7otWXw1Z6lyiuWucFwZfd9Ct7XbLrukKc8PvBa0dgi7wX9w_CSo23H0/s1600-h/hospital1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398127861449024994" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijL-zTF7bie5k1OD4DA7KHnYBllPn8MCyjLcTu_ivG1jmPMVMSKYpS7jXsT-MI-UxHPiWnDT7-9R90f0j9iffn7otWXw1Z6lyiuWucFwZfd9Ct7XbLrukKc8PvBa0dgi7wX9w_CSo23H0/s200/hospital1.jpg" border="0" /></a>couldn't piss off the guy who was about to stick me with a 10 inch needle in my spine!! The actual epidural didn't hurt so much it was just a very weird sensation. Even weirder when you can't feel your legs! After my epidural, my Dr came in and broke my water. He told me I would probably dilate 1 cm an hour and push for 2 hours so I could expect a baby around 8 pm. At this time it was 2 o'clock. I just kept thinking "crap, what the heck am I going to do for 6 hours???" Luckily, the baseball playoffs were on so that kept me entertained. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg42Qfh6ZIvUhf8juomt_vx3Wt0llBlN4l3sfjAkl3Az3YMiGd5jwjMhfBu2lQTzww6FBKg9OPiHFXLvpvih1S-FX_p_XTFEgLNR67iJhhNfcQh-2twO09vcYyU4lrSoAE-Thp8W15j7DI/s1600-h/hospital.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398127063279065682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg42Qfh6ZIvUhf8juomt_vx3Wt0llBlN4l3sfjAkl3Az3YMiGd5jwjMhfBu2lQTzww6FBKg9OPiHFXLvpvih1S-FX_p_XTFEgLNR67iJhhNfcQh-2twO09vcYyU4lrSoAE-Thp8W15j7DI/s200/hospital.jpg" border="0" /></a>I slowly tried to get some sleep, but again all the wires made it a bit hard. About 45 minutes later I felt the urge to push. I started freaking out and told Josh to get the nurse. She came in and said "Oh, that's because your a 10!!" Holy crap!! I thought I had 6 hours to get ready for this but ready or no he was coming. She called the doctor and he was so shocked. We should've guessed it because my pregnancy the last 2 weeks was anything but norma<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuyQm0syculPOwHRxVXDYfv9tHhTau6_svOxjU0pua6BF27EklX6B_xoYW5BpzUbwVLwgYxC1Ew_yWFDvnf6HS5n4eEQtlY2lhVIf23IZmuRa9BErUWBF9ucyznYgIOp0VHzjPTBLIvPE/s1600-h/hospital2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398127869803510162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuyQm0syculPOwHRxVXDYfv9tHhTau6_svOxjU0pua6BF27EklX6B_xoYW5BpzUbwVLwgYxC1Ew_yWFDvnf6HS5n4eEQtlY2lhVIf23IZmuRa9BErUWBF9ucyznYgIOp0VHzjPTBLIvPE/s200/hospital2.jpg" border="0" /></a>l. He got all ready and I pushed for about 30 minutes and out popped our little angel. While pushing, the Dr, nurse and Josh all took guesses on how much he would weigh. 8.5, 8.6 and 8.7 were their guesses. When the nurse told us he was 6.13 I about freaked!! Josh and I aren't the smallest people, how could this kid be ours!!! So funny!! I got to hold him for about 30 seconds before they took him to make sure everything was fine and clean him up. The next hour was hell!! The aftermath of having a baby is what no one tells you about!! After all was done, I was just so happy to finally get to hold Beau. </span><div><div><div><div><div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398128531429235106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsRKuZHv93XWVG7VfwET991vWBf9ttmOtAPY3oPyAF2FjapPyWlcUXxKXwPlIPb0od5PPNOvLm7heYdF_zmzNLWtdEOTHP9lSWOKJNZeXar6gJOXnl1M7TiZn3_FBmjeKfU-q8rnRNHGE/s200/temp_baby1255217429.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;">Beau Patron Mousley (yes, his middle name is after a tequila!!)</span></div><div><div><div><div><div><div><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;">October 8, 2009</span></div><div><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;">3:32 PM</span></div><div><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;">6 pounds 13 ounces</span></div><div><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;">19 1/2 inches long</span></div><div><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"></span> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Josh, Camille and Beauhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13384793563040376191noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2273280615854047975.post-17371814936656439062009-10-05T15:27:00.000-06:002009-10-05T16:29:15.736-06:00Last Pre Baby PostThis will be my last official post before our little one arrives. Here is what's been going on. 2 Fridays ago I left work feeling very sick. I was having contractions, was very pale and flu like. I called my doctors office and they had me come in. My blood pressure was pretty high so they did a blood test and hooked me up to a stress test monitor. Luckily the baby was happy and content and my blood test came back normal. I was just having false labor, which sucks!! I delt with everything til Sunday and it just got really bad. I was thinking for sure this was it! I went in, was hooked up to 2 monitors, one for my contractions and one for the baby's heart beat. The baby wasn't under any stress and I apparently wasn't dialating fast enough so I was given some percocet for my pain and was sent home. I went in for my weekly appointment the next day. The doctor I saw that day decided to strip my membranes to help get things going, since I was having contractions all weekend. He told me he would call the doctor on call and let him know that I maybe coming in that night, he was certain I would be going into labor. Well I did go to the hospital that night in what I thought was labor AGAIN, but unfortunately I wasn't dialating fast enough AGAIN so I got some percocet and got sent home AGAIN. I swore I was never going to be that girl who went in with every pain but I never knew what I was supposed to be feeling, I still don't!! The next day I went to my birthing class with my mom and was having major cramping, pressure and contractions. I was being very stubborn and refused to go into the hospital to be checked again. Everyone kept telling me to just go in, go in, nobody cares, blah blah. Josh, who was out playing baseball, even called and said he was taking me in. Third times a charm right??? WRONG! I was progressing just not at the rate they wouldve liked me to. I was now 3cm and 85%. The doctor on call wouldn't keep me because I still had 2 weeks left. The one thing I did learn was that my baby is "sunny side up". This means he is facing upwards which is why I'm having a hard time dialating. Why no one could tell me this before was beyond me!! The nurse let me know that my water would probaby break before baby decided to turn. So she gave me a shot of morphine and sent me home AGAIN!! I did sleep good that night and the entire next day which was fabulous. I swore I was NOT going into the hospital unless my water broke. I held on to my word til my weekly doctors appointment which was today. My doctor was so shocked to see me still pregnant!! He was for sure I wouldve had him already. I told him everything that had happened and he was shocked. He explained to me that they like to have the baby inside as long as possible to make sure he is fully developed. He then decided that he was pretty confident that the baby and I were ready. The next time he was on call is Thursday so he decided to schedule to induce me!! I couldn't have been more excited. I knew that if I had any more contractions and went back into the hospital the other doctors wouldve let me "cook" a little longer and couldve gone a week over before doing anything. I will be getting a call Wednesday to see what time I go in. They will start my IV's and give me pitocin and then my Dr will break my water and put will come our baby!! Good thing is I can get an epidural at anytime!! And yes I'm a baby and am fully choosing the meds! The Dr stripped my membranes again today to make sure I was good and thin to help with things on Thursday. I know anything can happen between now and then but the way things have gone, I'm not holding my breath. Josh is scheduled to go back to work on Wednesday but is working things out to stay a few extra days. I can't believe our son is going to be here in a few days. Its been a great 9 months and I really don't have much to complain about but I am so ready to hold and see our son. I can't believe were going to be parents!!Josh, Camille and Beauhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13384793563040376191noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2273280615854047975.post-56208596522122781672009-09-16T21:44:00.015-06:002009-09-16T22:52:58.416-06:00Pregnancy and All That Comes With It<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmi72GrAyAZsziX7F7llD5ORvr584Rh5JXPJaoeVKgxsqHh43gUZRGgiS9FWWBr4k0wtdwvZBIEpuFk2L-L5GdZbihyphenhyphen_7qhgbK8r9FvRuBmXUe6WH1Jn_VPNSZli8HDu_IKJ3B4z1JY8k/s1600-h/belly1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382289524048526210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmi72GrAyAZsziX7F7llD5ORvr584Rh5JXPJaoeVKgxsqHh43gUZRGgiS9FWWBr4k0wtdwvZBIEpuFk2L-L5GdZbihyphenhyphen_7qhgbK8r9FvRuBmXUe6WH1Jn_VPNSZli8HDu_IKJ3B4z1JY8k/s200/belly1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><span style="color:#000099;">My life has been filled with all sorts of exciting things in preparation for little Beau.<br /></span></div><div><span style="color:#000099;">2 weeks ago I got my maternity pictures taken and am finally posting them. Sorry for the delay. I have been super busy. My </span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn5OkFGcrdEPezJTEHwihh3rvLK5iiyw7TRGe8EHZnzAH0-VuqZIXBls8EXZafgLMqINM8LRyCZUkMuAwSGvSi2Uk5k0LkYShz_z7xWEpPKPKK-Ls1Y3cYGnnTKGAWfVrj3kjqrqYeL3g/s1600-h/belly7.jpg"><span style="color:#000099;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382290244374258370" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn5OkFGcrdEPezJTEHwihh3rvLK5iiyw7TRGe8EHZnzAH0-VuqZIXBls8EXZafgLMqINM8LRyCZUkMuAwSGvSi2Uk5k0LkYShz_z7xWEpPKPKK-Ls1Y3cYGnnTKGAWfVrj3kjqrqYeL3g/s200/belly7.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#000099;">sisters friend Erin has her own photography business and did such a great job. We tried to go up the canyon but the weather wasn't cooperating very much so we ended up at Wheeler Farm. She is also going to be doing my newborn pics as well. She is pregnant and is scheduled to have her baby on October 15- the day after my due date- so we'll definitely have to work it out. </span></div><div><div><div><span style="color:#000099;"></span> </div><div><span style="color:#000099;">So far I have had 3 showers and have 3 more to go!! Beau and I feel so spoiled! We have gotten so much stuff. I swear I am going to have to dress Beau in 2-3 outfits a day so he can wear all of </span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwKt4ciIcuk8Ow_cv37H0wuKF1gGq_qMD_cRtyMRV45GA0MOlQKmHIBlu00PMPLIvIBax6IihbnJGyVywRRk5-xR1hXRx4BO96gC-jqRnTHejjxIJ4aRklGXDarZwHZN5VCwsM1Kk5000/s1600-h/belly3.jpg"><span style="color:#000099;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382289529742784770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwKt4ciIcuk8Ow_cv37H0wuKF1gGq_qMD_cRtyMRV45GA0MOlQKmHIBlu00PMPLIvIBax6IihbnJGyVywRRk5-xR1hXRx4BO96gC-jqRnTHejjxIJ4aRklGXDarZwHZN5VCwsM1Kk5000/s200/belly3.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#000099;">his clothes. I want to thank my mom and sister; my mother in law andsister in law; and my girl friends for throwing me showers so far. I've got 2 work showers and a neighborhood shower coming soon. I appreciate all of the love and support we are receiving. </span></div><div><div><div><div><div><span style="color:#000099;"></span> </div><div><span style="color:#000099;">I am now 36 weeks pregnant and am starting to feel the end of pregnancy that most people say they have. I went from feeling really good to really tired and crampy. On Tuesday I am pretty sure I experienced my first set of contractions. My back had been hurting for a few days and I figured it was just because I was on my feet all day from work. But now I </span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAU_zvr-BrQTzxbXBNuauZ7nIeURQf7-FZzZ9hVL65yMSsIJw2N_nCPSe9ydyup7QL5xrn-1G8_NWbPBBk64UyUlaUzI6_TTMYiMyDXKcEvilXywky4949-Uwji5NsQzU3QV3Z6qpp0Zo/s1600-h/belly5.jpg"><span style="color:#000099;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382293431381748162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAU_zvr-BrQTzxbXBNuauZ7nIeURQf7-FZzZ9hVL65yMSsIJw2N_nCPSe9ydyup7QL5xrn-1G8_NWbPBBk64UyUlaUzI6_TTMYiMyDXKcEvilXywky4949-Uwji5NsQzU3QV3Z6qpp0Zo/s200/belly5.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#000099;">am sure that it is back labor. I was getting cramps and all hot and sweaty. It wasn't too bad where I needed to leave work or anything but it was just different. I am feeling fine today, just tired. Beau is still moving around like crazy. At my last visit his heart beat was great and I am measuring a little big- which again, I'm not surprised!! I am planning on a 9 pound bab</span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9eL-K5-yx19CiIuTs3jaoUSkV7O4zxKcvsTWwgn6WhSvhPy1i60YxutBs0Fcp6SW8nis4ELWnRMOPrJzO93Bi-sdoTHY7c0p5L9KaURfsu6GnVXdONHqeKZZ_TipyOY3NJu9RF2Vgmvw/s1600-h/belly4.jpg"><span style="color:#000099;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382292798905571842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9eL-K5-yx19CiIuTs3jaoUSkV7O4zxKcvsTWwgn6WhSvhPy1i60YxutBs0Fcp6SW8nis4ELWnRMOPrJzO93Bi-sdoTHY7c0p5L9KaURfsu6GnVXdONHqeKZZ_TipyOY3NJu9RF2Vgmvw/s200/belly4.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#000099;">y!! I am still working full time, which a lot of people think I am crazy but in fact it has helped the time go by fast for me. I also think that its helped me stay feeling really good. I know if I didn't have to get up and go to work I'd be so lazy and sleep all day and never get anything done. I am now going to the Dr's every week. On Monday he will check to see the position of the baby and to see if I anything is happening as far as labor. As much as I want little Beau here now, I am in no way ready for him! I still haven't finished all my nesting projects. I also haven't finished my child birth classes. I have loved going to them. The teacher is absolutely wonderful. It is very informative. There are so many things I wouldn't even think about doing that need to be done and make things easier for me when I do need to go to the hospital.<br /></span><div> </div><div><span style="color:#000099;">It's coming down to the wire and Josh and I will be parents before we </span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv5vpWb0uv6qetnmU9Tw7AKh1IpUhvav3lL5cGeL88tlmevvYpiL7HCZsFnLf4VfiH_-taa_nfBtbpsc4k6T27Ra65ic1VxufodmxeS2Btrgebz40teJVqfuyI-Xs8GSNREKCf5jlTeoU/s1600-h/belly6.jpg"><span style="color:#000099;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382292472827812322" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv5vpWb0uv6qetnmU9Tw7AKh1IpUhvav3lL5cGeL88tlmevvYpiL7HCZsFnLf4VfiH_-taa_nfBtbpsc4k6T27Ra65ic1VxufodmxeS2Btrgebz40teJVqfuyI-Xs8GSNREKCf5jlTeoU/s200/belly6.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#000099;">know it. We are both so excited. Because of Josh's job, we're not sure if he will be here when I go into labor. Being induced early isn't an option so we will just leave it up to nature. I've got my mom and sister to be my coaches if Josh doesn't make it. I hope things work out that he will be here, I know it would mean a lot to him.I will try to keep you all updated on my progress sooner than I go into labor!! Thanks to everyone for their love and support for our growing family. </span></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Josh, Camille and Beauhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13384793563040376191noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2273280615854047975.post-61649697212169353442009-08-17T22:28:00.003-06:002009-08-17T22:38:32.791-06:00Baby Update<span style="color:#006600;">I am now 32 weeks pregnant. I can’t believe how fast it has gone by. I have 2 months jammed packed with showers, work and getting everything ready before he arrives. These 8 weeks are going to fly by. I am now going to my doctors every 2 weeks. Everything is right on track. The baby’s heart beat is normal, 150, like it has been the whole time. I am measuring a little big, which doesn’t surprise me… Beau has gotten some BIG genes with me and Josh!!! I am staying with in the normal weight range, for now, I can’t help eating all the time. I do feel like a turkey though. My belly button is ready to pop out anytime- just like a tukey timer. I am feeling pretty good. I just get tired easily and can’t do things I used to o</span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_37Jvom8izTtqePyoCVfPrgw0EnPvhnfd0QkKQLJ2dfieBO86_zm88wYdb_suQN4HfK9vr5XNescokNGRd5MJAZ9pgefyPZpsk9ia2JnbYZEDthOpeCa9Yii9MDrXnm2cDthAenNemyc/s1600-h/8-16-2009-005.jpg"><span style="color:#006600;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371156743697994594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_37Jvom8izTtqePyoCVfPrgw0EnPvhnfd0QkKQLJ2dfieBO86_zm88wYdb_suQN4HfK9vr5XNescokNGRd5MJAZ9pgefyPZpsk9ia2JnbYZEDthOpeCa9Yii9MDrXnm2cDthAenNemyc/s200/8-16-2009-005.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#006600;">r for as long. Beau is such a mover. Every night around 7 until I go to bed he tosses and turns. For the first little while it’s amazing to watch my belly poke out and move around and take on different shapes but after a </span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis1ID06agjreWcaLr4ChwXEGTt24qwm831ewFxRY0hyIwiuVogEBlxzdRpzugM43v0utRzlAV12a3JmdJ-FObedyahdafXINFBTSWpqNzOzHDkvloRwIhZx9IVi8UkNJge7XGiA_MdwuM/s1600-h/8-16-2009-003.jpg"><span style="color:#006600;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371157223488450818" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis1ID06agjreWcaLr4ChwXEGTt24qwm831ewFxRY0hyIwiuVogEBlxzdRpzugM43v0utRzlAV12a3JmdJ-FObedyahdafXINFBTSWpqNzOzHDkvloRwIhZx9IVi8UkNJge7XGiA_MdwuM/s200/8-16-2009-003.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#006600;">while he really makes me nauseas. I’ve put him in time out numerous times!! The only thing I wish I could do better is sleep. I can’t get comfortable for the life of me. And when I get half way there, uh I have to pee!!! It’s all ok though, I’ve told myself I’m going to be tired for the rest of my life so I’m getting used to it.<br />I know I promised a belly picture, one better than the picture in our vacation post, but I haven’t had the time. I know it’s s</span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTNcnc-fFwhH9LEvI6ghPI4ti878E3a5qK9JcE82XTs53if74Rn-ylhH2HusGQanSTSiBGx9-UcU-f1GkW2lQcR7NWZr1Db4D60KiNeGunqmuCEXvV6LS6eaa6cYdaZZJLUJWJOBnqt34/s1600-h/8-16-2009-004.jpg"><span style="color:#006600;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371157227554189314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTNcnc-fFwhH9LEvI6ghPI4ti878E3a5qK9JcE82XTs53if74Rn-ylhH2HusGQanSTSiBGx9-UcU-f1GkW2lQcR7NWZr1Db4D60KiNeGunqmuCEXvV6LS6eaa6cYdaZZJLUJWJOBnqt34/s200/8-16-2009-004.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#006600;">ad. BUT I did schedule my pregnancy pictures for next Monday and am so excited for it!!! I will definitely post those pictures when I get them back.<br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpFJ_tw6_LNfpCU_7r0Dw1xpLtITKjeUdg2g70dSXkBuopT2NtvL2E3DgY9ND1H3NVygGnw3D9-LxSc5Yv5iNfcSwV8gP3cUXyiSdCDQc5gXrz6EAHj2DrwD7b3bHt9RSJpSGQLPNxhEI/s1600-h/8-16-2009-001.jpg"><span style="color:#006600;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371156731942187314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpFJ_tw6_LNfpCU_7r0Dw1xpLtITKjeUdg2g70dSXkBuopT2NtvL2E3DgY9ND1H3NVygGnw3D9-LxSc5Yv5iNfcSwV8gP3cUXyiSdCDQc5gXrz6EAHj2DrwD7b3bHt9RSJpSGQLPNxhEI/s200/8-16-2009-001.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#006600;">Here are a few pictures of the nursery, which is pretty much done. I loved how it turned out. The decor is vintage classic Winnie the Pooh. The crib was Josh's when he was little. I was slightly nervous about the condition becasue it was so old but it is in perfect shape. Not only is it a very nice crib it has sentimental value. I can’t wait to spend all my time in there with out little bundle of joy. </span>Josh, Camille and Beauhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13384793563040376191noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2273280615854047975.post-15863467825701934142009-08-17T22:23:00.004-06:002009-08-17T22:28:39.207-06:00Baseball<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgekxb_TNWArNPHX9Gd0f0XaGgLBTpY8TzDi30auDFgU-u4pODKWvx9sWR6XG7Xg5xBhzilJTDndgwjn3s5wkxqEhmtOPKMIZwbnvUWAt5MV1PBGeUN-bNRVdKXgjgFLCAKd-7Yza8Vfx4/s1600-h/8-16-2009-006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371155860747802418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgekxb_TNWArNPHX9Gd0f0XaGgLBTpY8TzDi30auDFgU-u4pODKWvx9sWR6XG7Xg5xBhzilJTDndgwjn3s5wkxqEhmtOPKMIZwbnvUWAt5MV1PBGeUN-bNRVdKXgjgFLCAKd-7Yza8Vfx4/s200/8-16-2009-006.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#000066;">Josh has picked up yet another hobby!! He has joined a baseball league. He has been wanting to do this for a while now and finally found a league he could play in. He is now a Salt Lake Devil. Because of his work schedule, it will be a little hard but the coach said they’d work everything out. He had his first game last Tuesday and I was a wreck!! I can’t believe how nervous I was. Josh had been running and goi</span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTkCj8mkRIVSnlq6oC8dj8XKbGtJW98jdOtE71nC8UcKcLD9s5pFvWV-PN0QwVYn13rIOtYx0bctEgYW7np7Wfhv9YKahI8TFr46SkJWGmfoHtOp1ikFBE0PBLVUzb51eP-T3AldD8YwY/s1600-h/8-16-2009-007.jpg"><span style="color:#000066;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371155310690060482" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTkCj8mkRIVSnlq6oC8dj8XKbGtJW98jdOtE71nC8UcKcLD9s5pFvWV-PN0QwVYn13rIOtYx0bctEgYW7np7Wfhv9YKahI8TFr46SkJWGmfoHtOp1ikFBE0PBLVUzb51eP-T3AldD8YwY/s200/8-16-2009-007.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#000066;">ng to the batting cages everyday for weeks getting ready. He even got an early birthday present; a new bat, new gloves, new pants, new sliding shorts and a new hat!! (And boys think we ask for a lot!) I was so impressed with Josh playing!! He played 1st base the whole game and did so great. He hit amazing as well. He can still work on his running but he defiantly kept up. I can’t wait to go to more of his games.</span>Josh, Camille and Beauhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13384793563040376191noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2273280615854047975.post-23606386265206345762009-08-17T22:17:00.002-06:002009-08-17T22:22:55.929-06:00Anniversary<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1KGUj-gD9nQ9uQhG_EqojIbi-oD6DOJIX1ko3CitCpR_Z93fep4Q7HLTh6i4-SNAC5gqyGKjg-hwTjnIHGU1Xpy8utQSMg4s5ep6J4S7B_R0mi_w09PEiCKtIi26NBV7QFy_H62s2nOA/s1600-h/DSCN1263_0070_070.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371154319361845858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1KGUj-gD9nQ9uQhG_EqojIbi-oD6DOJIX1ko3CitCpR_Z93fep4Q7HLTh6i4-SNAC5gqyGKjg-hwTjnIHGU1Xpy8utQSMg4s5ep6J4S7B_R0mi_w09PEiCKtIi26NBV7QFy_H62s2nOA/s200/DSCN1263_0070_070.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ff0000;">On August 6th Josh and I celebrated our 4 year anniversary. I can’t believe it has been that long. We decided to keep it really low key this year. Josh cooked dinner for the 2 of us. I do have to say I was really surprised at what a good job he did. He usually tries to go over board but did everything perfect. He cooked stuffed peppers, corn on the cob and then had dessert. After dinner we just cuddled up on the couch and watched a movie. It was so nice to have just the 2 of us together. Not having to worry about dinner reservations or gifts. I am so lucky to have such an amazing husband. I appreciate everything he does for our family. I’ve never known anyone who works as hard as he does or who does as much laundry!!! I love you so much babe and can’t wait for the next 40 years with you.</span>Josh, Camille and Beauhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13384793563040376191noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2273280615854047975.post-19650175421062390072009-08-17T22:02:00.003-06:002009-08-17T22:17:37.135-06:00Mini Vacation<span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:#006600;">A few weeks ago Josh and I decided to go on a little weekend vacation to get away. My dad had sent us a list of some places to try out. We decided to make a loop through Nevada to Wendover to Tooele and back home. </span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzrhvpfFks5NPWR2xpZrpa90JUJV-qElXOSBdTrp8o6mQ_KUtKeACuqZADYY7bdrxdgFNzhoaib_XsZMvoB9MMmiXrPpBak4mzjrnMIk5vj06zb4G0HuavlcNWeZKRDntoNv6QFnzDmUg/s1600-h/8-16-2009-034.jpg"><span style="color:#006600;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371152428070665074" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzrhvpfFks5NPWR2xpZrpa90JUJV-qElXOSBdTrp8o6mQ_KUtKeACuqZADYY7bdrxdgFNzhoaib_XsZMvoB9MMmiXrPpBak4mzjrnMIk5vj06zb4G0HuavlcNWeZKRDntoNv6QFnzDmUg/s200/8-16-2009-034.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><br /><span style="color:#006600;">Our first stop, after the cheese factory to get some fantastic squeaky cheese, was Lehman Caves. I was really excited about this. It had been forever since I had been to Timpanogos Caves and have wanted to go back, but knew this summer I wouldn’t be able to make the hike. The Lehman Caves are very similar just without the hike. It was so crazy to because they are in the middle of no where!! Here are some pictures of the formations inside the caves. Josh and I kept giggling because he kept pointing out “naughty” shaped formations!! Yeah we’re really m</span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioKsWDAgiNvOWAZ-33vjHORI17RqPMjCzV3KPur2o3Ch1GtdJoiBEHtTC29HgRFlJyH5psPwywmFvs-Zp2S4WCnB0y3uJdPFB_9Co7uhhqycsQ9J2oCDC18xwwjuf2UDbs33CAK_LnPYg/s1600-h/8-16-2009-031.jpg"><span style="color:#006600;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371150373406859650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioKsWDAgiNvOWAZ-33vjHORI17RqPMjCzV3KPur2o3Ch1GtdJoiBEHtTC29HgRFlJyH5psPwywmFvs-Zp2S4WCnB0y3uJdPFB_9Co7uhhqycsQ9J2oCDC18xwwjuf2UDbs33CAK_LnPYg/s200/8-16-2009-031.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#006600;">ature! We also kept laughing at our tour guide. I know people that work in the forest place and outdoors can be a little earthy and green but she was over the top. She took her job very seriously!! </span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRtxWl6sd_pm-S-L7XBq7rVJ2D2lQyxIAZMmZFm24DMnj7cqBzVM5rtfW9iuq57YtTSWRCcWH6YAGlBf8Cer0z_sEJh_-X8560QxAvZ11iscIPqOq8ka3XAXcE5plgvt6wr-pY9q04yAI/s1600-h/8-16-2009-022.jpg"><span style="color:#006600;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371152422202577362" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRtxWl6sd_pm-S-L7XBq7rVJ2D2lQyxIAZMmZFm24DMnj7cqBzVM5rtfW9iuq57YtTSWRCcWH6YAGlBf8Cer0z_sEJh_-X8560QxAvZ11iscIPqOq8ka3XAXcE5plgvt6wr-pY9q04yAI/s200/8-16-2009-022.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><br /><span style="color:#006600;">After our cave tour we drove to Ely, Nevada. WHY?!?!? I have no idea. Ely was the dumpiest town I had ever seen in my life!! It took us all of about 2.5 minutes to drive through. At one edge of town Josh and I saw a sign that said VIP Massage. We were joking about what that could be… come to find out it really was what we were thinking!! If only we had looked next door at The Doll House… the town brothel!! It was hilarious!! While we were there we went on a dinner train ride</span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimJXwRSYt8aqcY7sU_L7MBQSdTB-BhDp3G40BCOZ438469qVM2IGcbdxp92p2JhXDDaF-g3ErwYZ4iuJsT9ottU6hUrxlVsDRYgFsv1tNJLmeNj5B97K-MWTEV3cCG8wHMUjh0VhURLtU/s1600-h/8-16-2009-018.jpg"><span style="color:#006600;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371150383171198386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimJXwRSYt8aqcY7sU_L7MBQSdTB-BhDp3G40BCOZ438469qVM2IGcbdxp92p2JhXDDaF-g3ErwYZ4iuJsT9ottU6hUrxlVsDRYgFsv1tNJLmeNj5B97K-MWTEV3cCG8wHMUjh0VhURLtU/s200/8-16-2009-018.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#006600;">. The description and pictures on line made it seem so cool but when in fact it sucked!! For what we paid we should’ve gotten steak and lobster but instead go dry chicken and brisket cooked from some trailer lady. Josh and I were very glad we were still full from Subway a few hours earlier! We got sat at a table with a couple who actually lived in Ely… a</span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvZ8-0CAXsC4QJO03c6CdIZz2P16SjY7eVJaFa_1XZXURLHUvgHY0SDbclcpr8xSFhznppmXwijuxqIYPcHOwkKrtrUo3dAYYm-nWG9zMB3iszPxAlR0TX5GJlT_MexWONtMa-B-2xYlA/s1600-h/8-16-2009-016.jpg"><span style="color:#006600;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371152413803633234" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvZ8-0CAXsC4QJO03c6CdIZz2P16SjY7eVJaFa_1XZXURLHUvgHY0SDbclcpr8xSFhznppmXwijuxqIYPcHOwkKrtrUo3dAYYm-nWG9zMB3iszPxAlR0TX5GJlT_MexWONtMa-B-2xYlA/s200/8-16-2009-016.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#006600;">nd yes they were crazy. They suggested we go to the craft fair that was in town for the weekend… yeah Josh and I jumped right on that!! Overall, we should have driven straight to Wendover.<br />The next morning we drove to Wendover, had brunch and gambled just a bit. Then drove over to Tooele to Skull Valley, where I would be hunting. It was so far out there. It was a nice drive to scout out where we’d be going. Unfortunately, a week after we were there, the fire that was close to Tooele burned the land that I was going to be hunting on. We are all bummed out but can’t do much about it. We are still waiting to see what the results are about hunting.<br />Josh and I are very glad we got to get away for a few days. We are both glad to say we’ve been there, done that because I doubt we will ever go back!!!</span></span>Josh, Camille and Beauhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13384793563040376191noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2273280615854047975.post-30355541421474216532009-06-17T21:45:00.012-06:002009-06-17T23:18:47.426-06:00INsAnITy<span style="color:#000099;">Ok ok I know its been a while since my last post but I have been so so busy!! I know everyone has things going on and stuff to do but seriously I could very well loose my mind.</span><br /><div><div><div><span style="color:#993399;"></span> </div><div><span style="color:#993399;">For those of you that don't know, this year I am on the committee for the West Jordan Relay. With the relay coming close to an end I do see light at the end of the tunnel. I have </span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqfPYIOPCq5hPZnORtyHXH-fxU_L78AyjJKrp1GW2bk2_0KIrz2PVHYEUowOleN8bihLC0pSkoplv_E4nX9DOcgFkymnhkGnOgofEuLxPwd9V4XbIDO2HhrkQUnC9O1UT_uXhZoMIymh0/s1600-h/images.jpg"><span style="color:#993399;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348529795990224914" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqfPYIOPCq5hPZnORtyHXH-fxU_L78AyjJKrp1GW2bk2_0KIrz2PVHYEUowOleN8bihLC0pSkoplv_E4nX9DOcgFkymnhkGnOgofEuLxPwd9V4XbIDO2HhrkQUnC9O1UT_uXhZoMIymh0/s200/images.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#993399;">been more than honored to be a part of the relay and raising money to help fight cancer but it is a very hard calling. I am in charge of Sponsorship which means trying to get business to help sponsors the relay with big donations, which is a hard task in it self. To make things worse I am on the committee by myself. I have definitely had people reach out and try to help me out which I am so grateful for but it is still a very grueling task. During all the calls and letters I've sent out, my team has also been doing little fundraisers to help raise money. We had a very successful yard sale, a fun poker and pool tournament and will be working a hamburger stand. I am very excited about all the money that we are raising but I can't wait for it to be over. I'm going to need a massage and pedicure for sure... not to mention a very long nap!!</span><br /></div><span style="color:#009900;"></span><div><span style="color:#009900;"></span></div><div><span style="color:#009900;"></span> </div><div><span style="color:#009900;">In the midst of all this I have also accepted a new job. My schedule is now this: Monday teaching dance for 2 hours; Tuesday, Friday and half day Saturday work in Salt Lake; Wednesday and Thursday work in West Jordan. If you're following, yes, that is working 6 days a week!! People ask if I am crazy and if I really do realize that I am pregnant, but it's just what I have to do for the time being. It will definitely give us some extra money, which who doesn't love, plus I don't get maternity leave pay so will need any extra income now so I can take as much time off as I need when little baby comes. I know there are going to be days where I am exhausted but I just have to organize myself and be a planner. Plus I have an amazing husband who helps me out wherever he can.</span></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0kmGt9TX6IOAExWF_osRl7ZPu_TsDYeWXtppPqiUWHT9r_4knODUrFeVeEIfYpFpr8DMVwAkcQKHMPwXaH8nqZ0ijw2zD8Rghb2EmHZ_WNxaCpqrndgkfxMF8Q9aqjXD7B0SV6GB_gC8/s1600-h/not_stressed_out.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348528665767526242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 187px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0kmGt9TX6IOAExWF_osRl7ZPu_TsDYeWXtppPqiUWHT9r_4knODUrFeVeEIfYpFpr8DMVwAkcQKHMPwXaH8nqZ0ijw2zD8Rghb2EmHZ_WNxaCpqrndgkfxMF8Q9aqjXD7B0SV6GB_gC8/s200/not_stressed_out.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ff6600;">Now I'm not sure if its just my pregnant hormones but seriously people are getting in my nerves more than ever!! Not only is it people I know but strangers! Here is just a list of s*** I am sick of hearing!!!</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#ff6600;">Question: What do you plan on doing after you have your baby?</span></div><div><span style="color:#ff6600;">Answer: I'll cut down to a few days a week and have my sister watch him while I am work.</span></div><div><span style="color:#ff6600;">Response: Oh... that's great. ( in the tone that really means WHAT!! You're not staying home to raise your own kid?? You're going to let someone else do it???!!!)</span></div><div><span style="color:#ff6600;">My thought: LADY you don't know a thing about me or my situation so don't judge me!!</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#ff6600;">*Wow! You're getting big. You're going to have a big baby. I only gained 14 pounds my whole pregnancy!</span></div><div><span style="color:#ff6600;">My thought: Wanting to kick their anorexic a**!!</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><div><span style="color:#ff6600;">*Trying to pronounce BEAU. </span></div><div><span style="color:#ff6600;">My thought: It's not rocket science its pronounced BO- we're just smart enough not to spell it that way and give the kids a head start to make fun of him. </span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#ff6600;">Not everything has to do with the baby either.</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#ff6600;">*People who don't come to the dentist for years and then wonder why they need a deep cleaning that costs them $500-$1000.</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#ff6600;">*I know coming to the dentist is a real phobia for some people, but seriously.... polishing your teeth doesn't hurt!</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#ff6600;">*Being 20 minutes late for a schedule appointment... YES! It does throw my entire day off schedule. </span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#ff6600;">*Sitting in the room when your boss and patient are speaking Spanish not knowing what they are talking about. For all I know they could be talking about me and I am just smiling and nodding!</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#ff6600;">*Looking ridiculous in sweats in 75 degree weather but seriously they are the most comfortable things ever</span></div><div><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><div><span style="color:#ff6600;">*Road construction!!! If you live anywhere out here you completely understand.</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#ffcc00;">I know this post is a complete b**** fest but everyone needs that once in a while. I need to get it out somehow or I'm afraid I'll blow up on someone who doesn't deserve it. I am so sad that I haven't even posted a baby update. That is coming and even a belly picture.. I promise!! I just need to get through the next week.<br /></span></div><div><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span> </div><div><span style="color:#ff0000;">I do have to mention the one thing that has saved my sanity is So You Think You Can Dance. I know it sounds ridiculous but it is true. I could watch that for hours everyday. I am living my life vicariously through <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1wLPmRxmyT6_VlgVOXmCX2sLo6DBsmfHTw_i1DYGUpLGjednktboHS-iqSFMRlWYwLo6M1vXfL8ND42IPawOl3clF4dwgLp_6BygwFw-oBYWDIQLFb7SxXHxbPERcEamyHysQRcVBw40/s1600-h/kayla-147.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348531292148258818" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 147px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1wLPmRxmyT6_VlgVOXmCX2sLo6DBsmfHTw_i1DYGUpLGjednktboHS-iqSFMRlWYwLo6M1vXfL8ND42IPawOl3clF4dwgLp_6BygwFw-oBYWDIQLFb7SxXHxbPERcEamyHysQRcVBw40/s200/kayla-147.jpg" border="0" /></a>them. I am just like Mary when she said she wished she could have half the talent as those dancers. It;s usually a but early for me to have favorites but I love love love Kayla! She is absolutely the most amazing dancer.</span><br /><br /><br /></div><br /><div></div></div></div>Josh, Camille and Beauhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13384793563040376191noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2273280615854047975.post-4747994890804606542009-05-17T19:48:00.006-06:002009-05-17T20:05:16.138-06:00IT'S A BOY!!<div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp-8zlU1VbbJTwC_wFiqC5eDTlN8l6wltaQy3GyqS2G30zSFB0i21wsTJX_PPY5KNMYJfEFai0tVufP5vYRdUyEkeMPf6bJSFiqPe1S1OATvJs0kint9q8eZLJw0hA_1GhvaImvz61wxo/s1600-h/MOUSLEY_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336977839350319330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp-8zlU1VbbJTwC_wFiqC5eDTlN8l6wltaQy3GyqS2G30zSFB0i21wsTJX_PPY5KNMYJfEFai0tVufP5vYRdUyEkeMPf6bJSFiqPe1S1OATvJs0kint9q8eZLJw0hA_1GhvaImvz61wxo/s320/MOUSLEY_1.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;">For those of you who don't already know Josh and I are expecting a baby boy!! We couldn't be more excited. My dr's office doesn't do ultrasounds until 20 weeks and with Josh's work schedule I would''ve been 21 weeks. I just couldn't wait. So we went to Fetal Foto. It was the most amazing experience ever. The tech was awsome. She took so much time with us. We got a ton of pictures and a DVD played to music of the whole thing. Seeing our little nugget move all around made this more real than ever. He is such a wiggly guy, and yes I feel it everyday!!! It is much better than me puking though!! It's been almost 2 weeks since something has come up and I couldn't be more greatful.<br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvl0qSEIOqHVB8mZTR2-iHX7q28YSOnbJ1YSa7SP4S7yKJKl3Og7Ga9o68ylGSKNmQci_WXFgZxYYpWXDkvZ-3aH_Bu8h2xqao-Tgpk4zZA2HmUPuHsZnJ26o-NyJEAEIj76p-J2_r8LI/s1600-h/MOUSLEY_5.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336978124515527090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvl0qSEIOqHVB8mZTR2-iHX7q28YSOnbJ1YSa7SP4S7yKJKl3Og7Ga9o68ylGSKNmQci_WXFgZxYYpWXDkvZ-3aH_Bu8h2xqao-Tgpk4zZA2HmUPuHsZnJ26o-NyJEAEIj76p-J2_r8LI/s320/MOUSLEY_5.JPG" border="0" /></span></a></div><div><span style="color:#000099;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;">The pictures are so cool. He was quite pissed at first having people push on him so he wouldn't hold still or give is a great bum shot, but once he did we could definately tell it was a boy!! It's nice to stop calling the baby "it" and can say "him" or even call him by his name, Beau. We're pretty sure that's what we will be naming him. </span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinDlKgY5jvYrXDT06FDIt7F0ib2PN0uFbfB-gnGojNaowxDvOlZVk2E1onVbg4GYGVe5TuVEZU6b-m5vfYymgKPkHzidkUVUaxNWSutYlNQiRnzmi6ehNMLZEu82T3wcCayCGPag8OTyE/s1600-h/MOUSLEY_11.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336978453023988994" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinDlKgY5jvYrXDT06FDIt7F0ib2PN0uFbfB-gnGojNaowxDvOlZVk2E1onVbg4GYGVe5TuVEZU6b-m5vfYymgKPkHzidkUVUaxNWSutYlNQiRnzmi6ehNMLZEu82T3wcCayCGPag8OTyE/s320/MOUSLEY_11.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><br /><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"> </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;">I thought a girl would be fun to go shopping for. All the bows and dresses. But there are some dang cute boy stuff. I can't wait to go shopping.... I could be in a lot of trouble!!!</span></div></div></div>Josh, Camille and Beauhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13384793563040376191noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2273280615854047975.post-19146088413740315792009-05-01T15:15:00.002-06:002009-05-01T15:52:18.484-06:0016 Week Update<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFa4EDewZ08U8Z5CqBpYenROk5hpxW1HNe-qsFDfDD6VAWJUf1qh_1qamSNLqS7ux9ITY0zDx00wehTAkLHlBsuuMtrzGxdhdbncOo9ali9hniBEjivVL6AVzNupVk8JbKmPvw9Wc38vw/s1600-h/16+week.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330976408039382818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFa4EDewZ08U8Z5CqBpYenROk5hpxW1HNe-qsFDfDD6VAWJUf1qh_1qamSNLqS7ux9ITY0zDx00wehTAkLHlBsuuMtrzGxdhdbncOo9ali9hniBEjivVL6AVzNupVk8JbKmPvw9Wc38vw/s320/16+week.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#000099;">16 weeks..... I should be feeling decreased urination; an end to, or decrease in, nausea and vomiting; occasional headaches; increased appetite; and possible fetal movement. Well lets see- I still wake up 3x's a night to pee, still have been puking, having headaches on a daily basis, living off Ritz crakers and OJ and no movement yet.. at least I think!! </span><br /><div><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#000099;">This week has been awful!! I'm sure I had a titch of the flu but I was so so sick. So sick I had an emergency visit to my dr's and was hooked up to IV's with medication to help with my nausea. My Dr was worried because I was in the office a week prior and had lost a lot of weight in a week. So I was given a prescription to help with the nausea and will go back in 2 weeks to get checked. They did check the babies heart beat and everything was normal and right on so no worries there. It was just the most miserable 2 days of my life!! I even called my mom at 4 am convinced I was dying. I took 3 days off of work just trying to sleep and rest and get better so I don't get worse and worn out. </span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#000099;">I feel like such a complainer but I really am excited. There are days I call it a "demon" and other days a "nugget" just depending on how I feel. I can not wait to find out if it's a boy or girl, only 4 more weeks!!! And I have yet to post a pic of my belly. As soon as Josh gets home I will have him take one of me. I am definately growing, still can fit into my pants but the best invention in the entire world is pregnancy pants!! If I knew how comfy they were I would've been wearing those a long time ago!! Great for after eating a huge meal, I can just let it all hang out!! </span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div>Josh, Camille and Beauhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13384793563040376191noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2273280615854047975.post-45585873505102669702009-05-01T15:02:00.002-06:002009-05-01T15:12:00.896-06:00Lucky Draw<span style="color:#ff6600;">Back in February it was time for my dad to put me in for special hunts for this fall. Well little did he know that I was pregnant at that time and was due in the middle of hunting season. My dad didn't think I would even draw out so he put me in for a private Buck permit on CWMU land. Well..... as lucky as I am when it comes to hunting I drew out!! Not only did I draw this awsome buck permit but I was the only one that got this permit. There was 1 permit in the entire draw and I got it!!! Needless to say Josh is pretty pissed because I always draw out the good tags and he never gets anything!! So either I will be giving birth out in the middle of Skull Valley or shooting a trophy buck 2 weeks post pregnancy!!!</span>Josh, Camille and Beauhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13384793563040376191noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2273280615854047975.post-52566396768505051672009-05-01T14:49:00.008-06:002009-05-01T15:54:28.517-06:00Easter<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvdMju3_rWIU5vkBgEknzv12Rn022T7i-ZJj7YbNA7-oXWzoY9QH8KBPU9kSRrNtcVCa3J4Gp7Q2sUEFUKfB46X5j9ZInxEnERBEWSkq3lTTjfJd_V6u4Eo9WO385lThPRCMfTb8TB0VM/s1600-h/wicked.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330963181928003394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvdMju3_rWIU5vkBgEknzv12Rn022T7i-ZJj7YbNA7-oXWzoY9QH8KBPU9kSRrNtcVCa3J4Gp7Q2sUEFUKfB46X5j9ZInxEnERBEWSkq3lTTjfJd_V6u4Eo9WO385lThPRCMfTb8TB0VM/s320/wicked.bmp" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#009900;">This Easter was so amazing!! My mom, sister a</span><span style="color:#009900;">nd I got to go to WICKED!!! We have had these t<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330963466858657714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmiD_wX_yJlKIY7TfopmT04TCwmUMZGxXsoQCJi9y0klpwbKElrW2tM_elXxKoqG3KLKd5kuO1Ng2DP_EQZa2ZXIXwy9r84k_9Q36NEgqkxqTEuXq-K-qM6Wl11R0XxSz7wxSZD7tA4NQ/s320/wicked1" border="0" />ickets for 6 months, before they were released to the public, thanks to me being on 2 phones and the internet for 3 hours!!! We got the most amazing seats 5 rows from the front in the middle. The show was so good. So much fun. More than <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyf7np0lQlHP1Mg4caeL7K1wbWelkpZrFQC-hRAohOqW1XAEJXm26lNqAJVjh-3WxqUPQtq85kmY8RWU0dUUjLviDO8U_fVaUQ4peBNNo5sWRvY-jVGMd_rJMbWVhwPThMHHqJhTDDaRg/s1600-h/wicked2"><span style="color:#009900;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330962519216216770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyf7np0lQlHP1Mg4caeL7K1wbWelkpZrFQC-hRAohOqW1XAEJXm26lNqAJVjh-3WxqUPQtq85kmY8RWU0dUUjLviDO8U_fVaUQ4peBNNo5sWRvY-jVGMd_rJMbWVhwPThMHHqJhTDDaRg/s320/wicked2" border="0" /></span></a>I could've ever imagined. Well worth the $145!! Thanks Mom for such an awsome day.</span>Josh, Camille and Beauhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13384793563040376191noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2273280615854047975.post-39500680468228937502009-03-19T21:44:00.007-06:002009-03-19T22:20:11.734-06:0010 Weeks<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmH9vKF5cxe_wgjWmJ47SYPU_CscjQrooBwXc2K1v62lGwxxEBmycqa70PfmRFRbCEbWAck2NlenH92CmbRNnrLVvNIZM3KhZJnlP5faqXmgr3KDDZnIjjRUtg5LRJHVhi98vNYyjcwrQ/s1600-h/baby.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315119170571810066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmH9vKF5cxe_wgjWmJ47SYPU_CscjQrooBwXc2K1v62lGwxxEBmycqa70PfmRFRbCEbWAck2NlenH92CmbRNnrLVvNIZM3KhZJnlP5faqXmgr3KDDZnIjjRUtg5LRJHVhi98vNYyjcwrQ/s400/baby.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:Verdana;"> <span style="font-size:78%;"></span><span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;">Today Josh and I went in for my 10 week visit. It was a very special appointment because we got to hear the baby's heart beat. First, I do have to say that while waiting in the waiting room Josh had to say "It smells like pregnant people in here!" What do pregnant people smell like?!?! I just stared at him with confusion. He's slightly clueless. Then, while in the Dr's room waiting for the doctor he was very mesmorized my the posters on the wall. You would think he was a 13 year old boy in health class. It was very hilarious!! Now back to the ral appointment. The heart beat was very cool. Everything I expect it to be, a lub-dub-swishy-sloshy sound. It was beating 180 beats, which is considered fast. Which to some people mean girl, but the Chinese calendar say I'm having a boy... so I guess we'll have to wait another 10 weeks to be sure. It was so weird knowing that there is something really alive in my belly. I can't wait for my future appointments and to watch our baby grow... along with my tummy ha!!</span></span><span style="color:#000000;"><br /></span><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;">Up to this point my pregnancy has been ok. I started getting very nauseas and sick at 6 weeks. All day long and not knowing what I could and couldn't eat. It was awful! I thought for sure it was getting better but today Josh and I went to Pzza Factory and yep that all came back up!! I have to add that my list with tuna, lasagna, garlic bread and the occasional tooth brushing in the morning. I keep telling myself that so many women have it worse than I do so I try to keep positive about it. I have lived off Tums for the past 10 weeks I have surely kept them in business!! I do have to say that I am really greatful that my pants still fit!! I feel like I am getting bigger but my clothes still fit and I have lost weight not much and not by the choice I'd like to. But I am always looking for things that I can wear and am very greatful for the styles being so flowy and big.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;">I am also very greatful for my hubby Josh. I have been an emotional roller coaster for the past 10 weeks. He has put up with my moodiness and sickness so well. I keep telling him that the bad trimester is almost over and we can get back to cuddling and going out and enjoying each other. I feel so bad and know I am being a beast but sometimes I just can't help it. I love him so much and as much as I say I have his demon baby in me I don't mean it. I truely love him and this baby with all my heart. He is going to make a great dad!!</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"></span></div>Josh, Camille and Beauhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13384793563040376191noreply@blogger.com4