<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018110536164645940</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:31:05.519-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life as a Mom</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018110536164645940.post-846441193111799922</id><published>2010-07-12T00:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T00:59:36.408-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Deployment</title><content type='html'>Heck this really sucks, here I am in Alaska and Chris is still in Oklahoma hanging out with friends. He hasn't left yet which makes it ten times harder knowing he is still stateside. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am scared to death of "letting" my best friend go so far away for a long time. He is my better half. I am afraid he will not be the same when he returns or that he wont return at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so proud of him though for going to fight for our country. He is an awesome dad and an amazing husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get worried that it will not be the same and that he will come back a completely different person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5018110536164645940-846441193111799922?l=lovingmyairman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/feeds/846441193111799922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-first-deployment.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/846441193111799922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/846441193111799922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-first-deployment.html' title='My First Deployment'/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018110536164645940.post-2693218532895351705</id><published>2010-05-04T10:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T10:28:35.084-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Journey of Cloth!</title><content type='html'>So I started cloth diapering Skye when she was about two months old. &lt;br /&gt;I bought many different diapers to try and am still trying more. &lt;br /&gt;I buy specifically from WAHMs becuase I believe in supporting them.&lt;br /&gt;Chris was not so on board to begin with he didn't want to change her and left that for me to do, but if he never changed her I would be fine with that as long as she stayed in cloth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I use fitteds &lt;br /&gt;A few Reviews for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hyenacart.com/clothisthenewdiaper"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cloth! is the new diaper&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;- &lt;/strong&gt;She has two version her first version has a wide crotch and shorter wings but a great fit on my daughter. version 2.0 is by far a better version longer wings and a skinnier crotch. great fit and a trim diaper. She has super cute prints and excellent customer service. And as for absorbancy it is awesome. Skye sleeps in her CNDs, granted they are soaked after 12 hours but what do you expect putting a baby in cloth for that long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://shop.thegoodmama.com/"&gt;Goodmama Simple goods&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- My favorite diaper as far as fit but they are quite pricey brand new. absorbancy not so good and customer service- I don't know as I have not dealt with the directly but from what I have seen they are not very good with their customers and getting them the products in a timely fashion or even the right product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://hyenacart.com/nachodipes"&gt;Nacho Dipes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- Awesome mama to work with who has a great product.&amp;nbsp;I ordered a custom diaper from her and she did a great job. The fit on Skye is really good and the absorbancy is amazing. works just like my CND. cannot wait to get more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hyenacart.com/lilpooligans"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pooligans&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Great fit and a trim diaper, not as absorbant as some of my other diapers, but works well otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://hyenacart.com/babushkas"&gt;Babushkas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- great quality product. fits well and is bigger than most OS(One Size) diapers. the stretch is good. She will only be making them on occasion though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5018110536164645940-2693218532895351705?l=lovingmyairman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/feeds/2693218532895351705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-journey-of-cloth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/2693218532895351705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/2693218532895351705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-journey-of-cloth.html' title='My Journey of Cloth!'/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018110536164645940.post-6274729989597100404</id><published>2010-04-07T22:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T22:36:35.597-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jambalaya Pasta</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Serves 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 tablespoon olive oil&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/2 pound low fat smoked turkey sausage -- cut into 1/4-inch slices&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 cup chopped green bell pepper&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 cup chopped red bell pepper&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/2 cup chopped onion&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 clove garlic --pressed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 27 1/2-ounce jar spaghetti sauce -- your favorite&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 tablespoons Worcestershire sauce&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 tablespoon balsamic vinegar&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/2 teaspoon dried thyme leaves&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cayenne pepper -- to taste&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;12 ounces linguini -- uncooked&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;In a skillet over medium high heat, heat the olive oil. Add sausage; cook over medium heat until lightly browned, stirring frequently.&lt;br /&gt;Add the chopped peppers, onion and garlic; cook 5 minutes, stirring frequently, or until tender.&lt;br /&gt;Stir in pasta sauce and remaining ingredients except pasta. Heat to boiling; reduce heat. Cook 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, cook pasta according to package directions; drain. Spoon sauce over hot pasta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5018110536164645940-6274729989597100404?l=lovingmyairman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/feeds/6274729989597100404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2010/04/jambalaya-pasta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/6274729989597100404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/6274729989597100404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2010/04/jambalaya-pasta.html' title='Jambalaya Pasta'/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018110536164645940.post-3689411464926224424</id><published>2010-03-03T19:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T19:45:06.740-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pork Loin</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: 500; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;3lb pork loin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;1/4 cup chipotle sauce (it's in the same place as hot sauce in the store)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;2 cans diced green chiles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;3 cloves of crushed garlic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;1/2 cup of water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;little bit of salt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;Cut pork into 2 inch wide pieces add to crockpot.&amp;nbsp; Season with salt, add garlic and green chiles then add the water.&amp;nbsp; Cook on low for 6-7 hours.&amp;nbsp; Shred meat in crockpot, (take garlic cloves out) and mix all together let cook on low for 15 minutes-enough to get the juice and meat mixed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;That's how you make it and what you do with it can vary.&amp;nbsp; Most first night meals we eat with rice, lettuce, black beans, cheese and sour cream.&amp;nbsp; Sometime was make burritos, after a night or two break I make "can" soup out of it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;This is why I call it can soup:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;one can of mexi-corn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;one can of black or kidney beans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;one can of red beans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;two cans of chicken broth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;one can of rotel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;1/4 cup cilatro (I don't like cilantro so I skip this-but most people like it)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;1-2 cups of the leftover pork&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;Add all ingredients together and cook until hot.&amp;nbsp; Serve with avocado slices and sour cream on top!&amp;nbsp; YUM!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5018110536164645940-3689411464926224424?l=lovingmyairman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/feeds/3689411464926224424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2010/03/pork-loin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/3689411464926224424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/3689411464926224424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2010/03/pork-loin.html' title='Pork Loin'/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018110536164645940.post-861709859278677536</id><published>2010-03-03T19:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T19:08:09.374-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pasta amatriciana (this makes a great lunch with lots of leftovers!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-weight: 500; line-height: 19px;"&gt;INGREDIENTS&lt;br /&gt;• 4 slices bacon, diced&lt;br /&gt;• 1/2 cup chopped onion&lt;br /&gt;• 1 teaspoon minced garlic&lt;br /&gt;• 1/4 teaspoon crushed red pepper flakes&lt;br /&gt;• 2 (14.5 ounce) cans stewed tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;• 1 pound linguine pasta, uncooked&lt;br /&gt;• 1 tablespoon chopped fresh basil&lt;br /&gt;• 2 tablespoons grated Parmesan cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIRECTIONS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Cook diced bacon in a large saucepan over medium high heat until crisp, about 5 minutes. Drain all but 2 tablespoons of drippings from the pan.&lt;br /&gt;2. Add onions, and cook over medium heat about 3 minutes. Stir in garlic and red pepper flakes; cook 30 seconds. Add canned tomatoes, undrained; simmer 10 minutes, breaking up tomatoes.&lt;br /&gt;3. Meanwhile, cook the pasta in a large pot of 4 quarts boiling salted water until al dente. Drain.&lt;br /&gt;4. Stir basil into the sauce, and then toss with cooked pasta. Serve with grated Parmesan cheese.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5018110536164645940-861709859278677536?l=lovingmyairman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/feeds/861709859278677536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2010/03/pasta-amatriciana-this-makes-great.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/861709859278677536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/861709859278677536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2010/03/pasta-amatriciana-this-makes-great.html' title='Pasta amatriciana (this makes a great lunch with lots of leftovers!)'/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018110536164645940.post-1512065382523358886</id><published>2010-03-03T19:07:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T09:28:43.917-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Salsa and Sour cream Chicken</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-weight: 500; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;4 skinless boneless chicken breast halves&lt;br /&gt;1 package reduced-sodium taco seasoning mix&lt;br /&gt;1 cup salsa&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons cornstarch&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup light sour cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directions:&lt;br /&gt;Spray the crock pot with cooking spray. Add the chicken breasts. Sprinkle with Taco Seasoning. Top with salsa. Cook on low for 6-8 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When ready to serve, remove the chicken from the pot. Place cornstarch in a small amount of water. Stir well. Stir the cornstarch mixture into salsa sauce. Stir in sour cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5018110536164645940-1512065382523358886?l=lovingmyairman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/feeds/1512065382523358886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2010/03/salsa-and-sour-cream-chicken.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/1512065382523358886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/1512065382523358886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2010/03/salsa-and-sour-cream-chicken.html' title='Salsa and Sour cream Chicken'/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018110536164645940.post-3425264134440846926</id><published>2010-03-03T19:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T19:05:07.454-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Bean Soup</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-weight: 500; line-height: 19px;"&gt;10 slices bacon, finely chopped&lt;br /&gt;2 medium onions, chopped (about 2 1/2 cups)&lt;br /&gt;6 garlic cloves, pressed&lt;br /&gt;1 (14 1/2-ounce) can reduced-sodium chicken broth&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 cups canned chopped tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons ketchup&lt;br /&gt;2 teaspoons Worcestershire sauce&lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon chili powder&lt;br /&gt;4 (15 1/2-ounce) cans black beans, drained but not rinsed&lt;br /&gt;Kosher salt and freshly ground black pepper&lt;br /&gt;1 bunch cilantro&lt;br /&gt;juice of 1/2 lime&lt;br /&gt;Thinly sliced scallions, for garnish&lt;br /&gt;Sour cream, for garnish&lt;br /&gt;Grated cheddar, for garnish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put the bacon into a large heavy pot and place it over medium heat. Cook until it starts to give up its fat, about 4 minutes. Stir in the onions and cook, stirring, until they start to turn translucent, about 4 minutes. Stir in the garlic and cook until you can smell it, about 1 minute. Add the broth, tomatoes, ketchup, Worcestershire, and chili powder. Stir in the beans, turn the heat to high and bring to a boil. Adjust the heat so the soup is bubbling gently and cook 10 minutes. Season with salt and pepper.&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, pick off all the thick stems from the cilantro. Wash it and shake dry. Chop the cilantro coarsely and stir it into the soup when it has been simmering 10 minutes. cook until the soup is thickened, about 5 minutes. Stir in the lime juice. Serve with the garnishes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5018110536164645940-3425264134440846926?l=lovingmyairman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/feeds/3425264134440846926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2010/03/black-bean-soup.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/3425264134440846926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/3425264134440846926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2010/03/black-bean-soup.html' title='Black Bean Soup'/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018110536164645940.post-3916085511623647645</id><published>2010-03-03T19:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T19:04:03.206-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Zesty Italian Chicken (SUPER EASY)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: 500; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;4 Boneless Skinless Chicken Breasts (Medium thickness)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;1 Kraft Zesty Italian Dressing 12oz container&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;Parmesean Cheese (the stuff in a shaker)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;Preheat oven to 350 degrees,Clean chicken and place in a glass lasagna pan, Pour Zesty Italian dressing until chicken is half submerged and sprinkle parmesean cheese on top of chicken generously and cover with foil then bake at 350 for 45 minutes.&amp;nbsp; Take out and put more parmesean cheese on top of chicken and recover with foil bake another 15 minutes then let sit for a few minutes and serve.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5018110536164645940-3916085511623647645?l=lovingmyairman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/feeds/3916085511623647645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2010/03/zesty-italian-chicken-super-easy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/3916085511623647645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/3916085511623647645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2010/03/zesty-italian-chicken-super-easy.html' title='Zesty Italian Chicken (SUPER EASY)'/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018110536164645940.post-6759991030257840675</id><published>2010-03-03T19:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T19:17:57.678-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ham/asparagus/swiss Crepes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: 500; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br class="Apple-interchange-newline" /&gt;CREPE RECIPIE:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;2 eggs,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;1 1/4 C. Milk, 1 C. Flour, 2 Tbsp. Veg oil or melted unsalted butter, and 1/4 tsp. salt....&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;mix all ingredients together and chill at least 1 hour or up to 24 hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;YOU WILL NEED:&amp;nbsp; 8 oz. cooked ham, chopped (but i use sliced deli ham, chopped), 1 C. shredded Swiss Cheese, pepper to taste, 1 lb. fresh asparagus spears, trimmed and cut in half, and 10 prepared crepes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;FOR THE SAUCE: 4 Tbsp. unsalted butter, 1/4 C. flour, 1 C. low-sodium chicken broth, 1 C. milk, 1/4 cup stone-ground mustard, s&amp;amp;p to taste, chopped fresh chives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;1) preheat oven to 400 degrees. coat a baking sheet with nonstick spray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;2) Combine ham, swiss, and pepper in a bowl. Place 1/4 Cup ham mixture and 4 asparagus (which i steam while making crepes... i don't like crunchy asparagus) halves down the center of each crepe; roll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;3) arrqange crepes seam side down on prepared baking sheet. bake crepes until cheese4 has melted 15-20 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;4) while crepes are baking, melt butter for the sauce in a saucepan over medium heat. whisk in flour; cook about 1 minute. whisk in broth and milk; bring mixture to a boil. reduce heat to med and simmer sauce for 3 minutes. whisk in mustard, s&amp;amp;p, and chopped chives; simmer to heat through. top crepes with sauce. this makes about 6 crepes for me... the recipie says 10, but i disagree.... guess i make them too fat :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5018110536164645940-6759991030257840675?l=lovingmyairman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/feeds/6759991030257840675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2010/03/crepes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/6759991030257840675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/6759991030257840675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2010/03/crepes.html' title='ham/asparagus/swiss Crepes'/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018110536164645940.post-2268999217420906195</id><published>2010-03-03T19:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T19:00:17.189-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mac and Cheese Recipe</title><content type='html'>Ingredients&lt;br /&gt;1 lb box of macaroni&lt;br /&gt;1 stick butter&lt;br /&gt;1 lb extra sharp cheddar cheese shredded minimum&lt;br /&gt;1 TBS dry mustard&lt;br /&gt;25-20 oz whole milk&lt;br /&gt;2 TBS sifted flour&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup italian bread crumbs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat oven to 375&lt;br /&gt;1. Prepare Macaroni according to box, drain and set aside&lt;br /&gt;2. In a very large frying or sauce pan on MEDIUM heat, melt butter&lt;br /&gt;3. Add dry mustard and cook for 3 minutes&lt;br /&gt;4. Add flour and cook for 3 minutes&lt;br /&gt;5. Add milk stirring continuously. DO NOT LET BOIL&lt;br /&gt;6. Blend 3/4 shredded cheese stir continuously until melted. DO NOT LET BOIL&lt;br /&gt;7. Mix macaroni &amp;amp; cheese sauce until well blended. Pour in large baking pan.&lt;br /&gt;8. Sprinkle bread crumbs and remaining cheese on top and bake for 45 minutes or until top is golden brown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5018110536164645940-2268999217420906195?l=lovingmyairman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/feeds/2268999217420906195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2010/03/mac-and-cheese-recipe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/2268999217420906195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/2268999217420906195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2010/03/mac-and-cheese-recipe.html' title='Mac and Cheese Recipe'/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018110536164645940.post-2601256996512087332</id><published>2010-02-28T11:45:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T11:45:10.541-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Military Wife</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; font-weight: 500; line-height: 19px;"&gt;The average age of the military wife is 20 years old.She isn't old enough to buy a beer, but is old enough to manage a whole household on her own and maybe she has a kid or two.&lt;br /&gt;She probably never saw herself loving a man who was in the military, but she loves him regardless. Her penmanship has improved over the last few months, due to the excessive letter writing she has been doing. She cries alot,because she misses the man she swore to love. Her life isn't complete without him.&lt;br /&gt;She looks very tired, because of her many nights without sleep, due to a late night phone call that never came or a call that came and kept her up all night, just because she heard his voice, she is too overjoyed to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;As a wife, she is classified as a dependent, but she is totally independent. She tends to her household, her kids, her school work, and her job, all without her husband.&lt;br /&gt;She manages to wear a smile, even though inside shes crying. She understands that the man she loves has to go far away. She understand that he can be taken away from her in a moments notice. She feels a great sense of pride and probably cries whenever she hears the National Anthem, sees a flag blowing in the breeze, or watches the news and hears about another death in Iraq, she worries that it might be him. She goes weeks without a call or a letter, but she writes him whenever she gets a free moment.&lt;br /&gt;She knows how to convert civilian time into military time. She knows how to iron his clothes and how to get the creases just right.&lt;br /&gt;Before he left she used to complain if she didn't see him for a day or two, but now she gets annoyed when she hears someone complaining about not seeing their boyfriends. She may not have seen him for months but she remembers everything about him, every scar he has, the way he smells,whether or not he snores.&lt;br /&gt;She has every picture of him and them out and in frames, she stares at them for hours on end, she has read every letter at least 40 times. Even though her man is a half a world away, she still manages to go on with her life, as he would want her to.&lt;br /&gt;You may not know what she looks like, but as soon as you see her in the store you'll know that her husband it a world away without even having to speak to her. Shes the one who's half frowning half smiling, she has at least one Support out Troops pen that she wears and one thats on her car. Half her wardrobe is based on his military branch. She owns lots of stuff that has his branch on it. She never knew that could love the color camouflage green, tan, navy blue, red or black so much.&lt;br /&gt;Next time you see her, you'll know her, thank her for what the man she loves is doing. She will greatly appreciate it and she will smile and thank you, and just because you thanked her she will smile the rest of the day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5018110536164645940-2601256996512087332?l=lovingmyairman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/feeds/2601256996512087332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2010/02/military-wife.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/2601256996512087332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/2601256996512087332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2010/02/military-wife.html' title='The Military Wife'/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018110536164645940.post-4304469191032967778</id><published>2010-01-15T14:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T14:04:33.026-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Days 11-15</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KsAq7UKE0Xw/S1DJtQVkWiI/AAAAAAAAADk/SNnV4IcPhEs/s1600-h/DSCN2144.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KsAq7UKE0Xw/S1DJtQVkWiI/AAAAAAAAADk/SNnV4IcPhEs/s320/DSCN2144.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Day 15&lt;br /&gt;Skye loves her wool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KsAq7UKE0Xw/S1DJgzJelXI/AAAAAAAAADc/HjwMMke5WGc/s1600-h/DSCN2141.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KsAq7UKE0Xw/S1DJgzJelXI/AAAAAAAAADc/HjwMMke5WGc/s320/DSCN2141.JPG" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Day 14&lt;br /&gt;Playing with her mommy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KsAq7UKE0Xw/S1DI-w29DzI/AAAAAAAAADE/cor3y7eEbsM/s1600-h/DSCN2132.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KsAq7UKE0Xw/S1DI-w29DzI/AAAAAAAAADE/cor3y7eEbsM/s320/DSCN2132.JPG" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Day 11&lt;br /&gt;My project which still isn't finished&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5018110536164645940-4304469191032967778?l=lovingmyairman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/feeds/4304469191032967778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2010/01/days-11-15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/4304469191032967778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/4304469191032967778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2010/01/days-11-15.html' title='Days 11-15'/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KsAq7UKE0Xw/S1DJtQVkWiI/AAAAAAAAADk/SNnV4IcPhEs/s72-c/DSCN2144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018110536164645940.post-4233457077619105169</id><published>2010-01-13T20:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T20:05:49.740-06:00</updated><title type='text'>SKYE LAUGHED</title><content type='html'>She laughed for the very first time today as well as rolled from her back to her belly. It was the cutest thing I have ever see. she was so happy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5018110536164645940-4233457077619105169?l=lovingmyairman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/feeds/4233457077619105169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2010/01/skye-laughed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/4233457077619105169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/4233457077619105169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2010/01/skye-laughed.html' title='SKYE LAUGHED'/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018110536164645940.post-5055383061843698208</id><published>2010-01-11T09:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T09:48:33.222-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 5-10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KsAq7UKE0Xw/S0tEjwJVG1I/AAAAAAAAACM/wuRNDgd9VPU/s1600-h/DSCN0513.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KsAq7UKE0Xw/S0tEjwJVG1I/AAAAAAAAACM/wuRNDgd9VPU/s320/DSCN0513.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Day 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KsAq7UKE0Xw/S0tGmqokCxI/AAAAAAAAACk/zRKkNdu3dsw/s1600-h/DSCN0512.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KsAq7UKE0Xw/S0tGmqokCxI/AAAAAAAAACk/zRKkNdu3dsw/s320/DSCN0512.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Day 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KsAq7UKE0Xw/S0tGvW29dHI/AAAAAAAAACs/KcRAG2s9xa4/s1600-h/DSCN0503.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KsAq7UKE0Xw/S0tGvW29dHI/AAAAAAAAACs/KcRAG2s9xa4/s320/DSCN0503.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Day 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KsAq7UKE0Xw/S0tGeJBrxsI/AAAAAAAAACc/kJwqCCpccxM/s1600-h/DSCN0501.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KsAq7UKE0Xw/S0tGeJBrxsI/AAAAAAAAACc/kJwqCCpccxM/s320/DSCN0501.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Day 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KsAq7UKE0Xw/S0tGQ5DbMZI/AAAAAAAAACU/Ya_a5mx7_18/s1600-h/DSCN0499.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KsAq7UKE0Xw/S0tGQ5DbMZI/AAAAAAAAACU/Ya_a5mx7_18/s320/DSCN0499.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Day 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KsAq7UKE0Xw/S0tG4h1gE5I/AAAAAAAAAC8/R5sfB-wQeMI/s1600-h/day5.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KsAq7UKE0Xw/S0tG4h1gE5I/AAAAAAAAAC8/R5sfB-wQeMI/s320/day5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KsAq7UKE0Xw/S0tGyO7SCEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/OXQEtkrKDTU/s1600-h/day5.2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KsAq7UKE0Xw/S0tGyO7SCEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/OXQEtkrKDTU/s320/day5.2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 5&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5018110536164645940-5055383061843698208?l=lovingmyairman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/feeds/5055383061843698208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2010/01/day-5-10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/5055383061843698208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/5055383061843698208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2010/01/day-5-10.html' title='Day 5-10'/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KsAq7UKE0Xw/S0tEjwJVG1I/AAAAAAAAACM/wuRNDgd9VPU/s72-c/DSCN0513.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018110536164645940.post-7826179089436675889</id><published>2010-01-04T10:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T09:31:18.374-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Days 2-4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KsAq7UKE0Xw/S0IalKt80NI/AAAAAAAAABs/1zzaSQ09VFE/s1600-h/day+3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KsAq7UKE0Xw/S0IalKt80NI/AAAAAAAAABs/1zzaSQ09VFE/s320/day+3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 "A Long Night"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KsAq7UKE0Xw/S0Iaz1x9SBI/AAAAAAAAAB8/XpBoWRz8TWo/s1600-h/day2soft+glow.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KsAq7UKE0Xw/S0Iaz1x9SBI/AAAAAAAAAB8/XpBoWRz8TWo/s320/day2soft+glow.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KsAq7UKE0Xw/S0IatTNwc1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/aE5Qz9HwCWI/s1600-h/day2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KsAq7UKE0Xw/S0IatTNwc1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/aE5Qz9HwCWI/s320/day2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5018110536164645940-7826179089436675889?l=lovingmyairman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/feeds/7826179089436675889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2010/01/days-2-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/7826179089436675889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/7826179089436675889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2010/01/days-2-4.html' title='Days 2-4'/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KsAq7UKE0Xw/S0tENDnDr9I/AAAAAAAAACE/QuR5No614FY/s72-c/day4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018110536164645940.post-2824690855779215701</id><published>2010-01-02T09:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T09:06:53.995-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Start of my 365 project!</title><content type='html'>So I have decided I am going to take pictures of Skye everyday of this year. I started yesterday and this is my favorite of the ones that I took&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="photo_notes" id="photo_notes" style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;div id="notes_text_div" style="display: none; left: 0px; margin-top: -5px; padding-top: 5px; position: relative; top: 244px; width: 220px; z-index: 1000;"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" id="notes_text_table"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img class="f-note-yellow-sprite fs-tl" height="3" src="http://l.yimg.com/g/images/spaceout.gif" width="3" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="td_note_yeller"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img class="f-note-yellow-sprite fs-tr" height="3" src="http://l.yimg.com/g/images/spaceout.gif" width="3" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="td_note_yeller"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="td_note_yeller td_note_yeller_container"&gt;&lt;span id="notes_text_span" style="display: block;"&gt;Are you adding a &lt;strong&gt;note&lt;/strong&gt; or a &lt;strong&gt;person&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;form id="notes_text_form" style="display: block;"&gt;&lt;input name="magic_cookie" type="hidden" value="19dfe234985390c36cbfc3f8b1faca26" /&gt;&lt;textarea id="notes_text_area" onkeydown="_limit_textarea(this, 300); 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her trunkful of memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often waiting-&lt;br /&gt;Waiting, waiting, waiting for housing; waiting for orders; waiting&lt;br /&gt;For deployment; waiting for reunion; waiting for phones calls;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the new curtains to arrive; waiting for him to come home&lt;br /&gt;For dinner----AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They call her 'military dependent', but she knows better&lt;br /&gt;She can balance a checkbook&lt;br /&gt;Handle the yard work&lt;br /&gt;Fix a noisy toilet.&lt;br /&gt;She is intimately familiar with drywall, anchors, and toggle bolts.&lt;br /&gt;She can file the taxes, sell a house, buy a car, or set up a move, --&lt;br /&gt;--all with ONE Power of Attorney&lt;br /&gt;She welcomes neighbors that don't welcome her.&lt;br /&gt;Reinvents her career with every PCS; locates a house in the desert,&lt;br /&gt;The arctic, or the deep south and learns to call them all 'home'&lt;br /&gt;She MAKES them all home.&lt;br /&gt;She is fiercely IN-dependent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Military Wives are somewhat hasty&lt;br /&gt;They leap into decorating, leadership, volunteering, career&lt;br /&gt;Alternatives, churches and friendships&lt;br /&gt;They don't have 15 years to get to know people.&lt;br /&gt;Their roots are&lt;br /&gt;Short but flexible.&lt;br /&gt;They plant annuals for themselves and&lt;br /&gt;Perennials for those who come after them.&lt;br /&gt;Military Wives quickly learn to value each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They connect over coffee, rely on the spouse-network and accept offers of friendship&lt;br /&gt;And favors and record addresses in pencil.&lt;br /&gt;Military Wives have a common bond.&lt;br /&gt;The Military Wife has a husband unlike other husbands his commitment&lt;br /&gt;Is unique He doesn't have a job, he has a 'mission' he can't just&lt;br /&gt;Decide to quit he's on-call for his country 24/7 but for you, he's&lt;br /&gt;The most&lt;br /&gt;Unreliable guy in town!&lt;br /&gt;His language is foreign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TDY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PCS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OPR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BDU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, a Military Wife is a translator for her family and his.&lt;br /&gt;She is the long-distance link to keep them informed the glue that&lt;br /&gt;Holds them together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Military Wife has her moments----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wants to wring his neck, dye his uniform pink, and refuse to&lt;br /&gt;Move to Siberia.&lt;br /&gt;But she pulls herself together.&lt;br /&gt;Give her a few days,a few drinks,&amp;nbsp;a travel brochure, a long hot bath, a pledge to The flag, and a wedding picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she goes.&lt;br /&gt;She packs.&lt;br /&gt;She moves.&lt;br /&gt;She follows.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;What for?&lt;br /&gt;How come?&lt;br /&gt;You may think it is because she has lost her mind.&lt;br /&gt;But actually it is because she has lost her heart.&lt;br /&gt;It was stolen from her by a man&lt;br /&gt;Who puts duty first&lt;br /&gt;Who longs to deploy&lt;br /&gt;Who salutes the flag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And whose boots in the doorway remind her That as long as he is her&lt;br /&gt;Military husband,&lt;br /&gt;She will remain his Military wife!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5018110536164645940-6792180541570880911?l=lovingmyairman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/feeds/6792180541570880911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2009/12/being-military-wife.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/6792180541570880911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/6792180541570880911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2009/12/being-military-wife.html' title='Being a Military Wife'/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018110536164645940.post-3326067431169606161</id><published>2009-12-11T14:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T14:17:33.135-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My little princess!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KsAq7UKE0Xw/SyKozNTP1oI/AAAAAAAAABE/CjyOaAN8ano/s1600-h/DSCN1986.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KsAq7UKE0Xw/SyKozNTP1oI/AAAAAAAAABE/CjyOaAN8ano/s320/DSCN1986.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She is now 3.5 months old. I cannot believe it. It seems like just yesterday we were driving to the hospital, me all worried, to bring her into this world. Then when I got told I had to have a c-section part of me thought deep down I was failing. I realize now it was for the best of my baby. She is a beautiful little girl. She smiles constantly. I am so in love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5018110536164645940-3326067431169606161?l=lovingmyairman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/feeds/3326067431169606161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-little-princess.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/3326067431169606161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/3326067431169606161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-little-princess.html' title='My little princess!'/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KsAq7UKE0Xw/SyKozNTP1oI/AAAAAAAAABE/CjyOaAN8ano/s72-c/DSCN1986.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018110536164645940.post-8782357734561777330</id><published>2009-11-30T19:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T19:38:51.850-06:00</updated><title type='text'>the joys of moving</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I scrubbed the nasty red dirt out of the window sills, lets just say I had to empty the bucket more than once. it was nasty.&lt;br /&gt;I have been packing and cleaning and it is still no where near getting done. I really need a shower, but have been so busy I haven't taken one.&lt;br /&gt;My kitchen is yucky, but I'm holding off on cleaning it until Sunday since we move on Monday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5018110536164645940-8782357734561777330?l=lovingmyairman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/feeds/8782357734561777330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2009/11/joys-of-moving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/8782357734561777330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/8782357734561777330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2009/11/joys-of-moving.html' title='the joys of moving'/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018110536164645940.post-3987803984634919864</id><published>2009-11-19T14:38:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T14:45:09.700-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I took pictures!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KsAq7UKE0Xw/SwWtt0fqd5I/AAAAAAAAAAw/xn_A5dyBnLk/s1600/DSCN0459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KsAq7UKE0Xw/SwWtt0fqd5I/AAAAAAAAAAw/xn_A5dyBnLk/s320/DSCN0459.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405917930425317266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a few pictures of my beautiful baby to share. She was very happy this morning.&lt;div&gt;Also I am going to start making cloth diapers after we move. I am so excited.&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KsAq7UKE0Xw/SwWuNEYVqsI/AAAAAAAAAA4/pQ6VJZY6Sak/s320/DSCN0450.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405918467265505986" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5018110536164645940-3987803984634919864?l=lovingmyairman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/feeds/3987803984634919864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-took-pictures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/3987803984634919864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/3987803984634919864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-took-pictures.html' title='I took pictures!!!'/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KsAq7UKE0Xw/SwWtt0fqd5I/AAAAAAAAAAw/xn_A5dyBnLk/s72-c/DSCN0459.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018110536164645940.post-2362582288051057133</id><published>2009-11-17T20:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T20:45:39.408-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Snow</title><content type='html'>Mornings are my favorite time of the day. I love waking up to my little girl smiling at me. She is the best thing in the world. She is such a happy baby.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are moving into a smaller apartment in the beginning of December to try to save some money. It is still in our apartment complex, but a one bedroom instead of two. Now what to do with all the junk we have accumulated? sell it? hmmm maybe we will see. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Skye is getting bigger every day and is such a great baby! She is sleeping on my chest as I type. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a busy next two months. the 15th of December I head to Florida to see my grandma for a few days then when I get back to Oklahoma we are driving to Missouri to see Chris' family and then in January I go to see my family in Alaska. Hello snow here I come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5018110536164645940-2362582288051057133?l=lovingmyairman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/feeds/2362582288051057133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-snow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/2362582288051057133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/2362582288051057133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-snow.html' title='Hello Snow'/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018110536164645940.post-7818752149671059642</id><published>2009-11-03T13:39:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T13:44:55.468-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2 months</title><content type='html'>I cannot believe it has been two months since my princess was brought into my life. &lt;div&gt;She is 9 weeks 2 days and growing. Today at her appointment she weighed 11lbs 5oz and was 24in long. She also had to get her shots and I cried. It hurt me so much to see my daughter in pain. she screamed and screamed. I wish I could have taken her pain away. She has been sleeping ever since. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5018110536164645940-7818752149671059642?l=lovingmyairman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/feeds/7818752149671059642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2009/11/2-months.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/7818752149671059642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/7818752149671059642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2009/11/2-months.html' title='2 months'/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018110536164645940.post-727040022124378060</id><published>2009-09-21T09:52:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T10:15:14.129-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A new life</title><content type='html'>Saturday, August 29th at 9 pm I was sitting on the couch and got up to go to the bathroom, next thing I know, as I stepped over Chris -who was laying on the floor- my water broke. We then headed to the hospital. The tem minute ride there was the longest ten minutes of my life. I was so afraid my little girl was going to have to be shipped to Oklahoma City for the NICU since she was coming 4 weeks early. No matter how hard I tried not to cry I couldn't help it. I was so worried. If she had to be taken to the NICU in OKC Chris would have followed her and I would have stayed in the hospital in Altus. I had no family here because my mom wasn't due to show up until the 18th of Sep. As I walked into the hospital, people stared at me. I had a trail of water following me and my pants were soaked. I finally made it up to the hospital room and got hooked up to the monitor. I was having mild contractions. They checked me and said they thought they felt baby's head but then the doctor comes in with a ultrasound machine to check. She couldn't tell if her head was what was wedged in my pelvic bone so she had to check up by my ribs and sure enough Skye's head was still up there so that meant a c-section for me. As I layed there with my mom on the phone I started to feel sick. I was facing a major surgery. My mom switched her plane tickets and was due to show up late Sunday night. At around 11:30 they took me to the OR to get me all drugged up. I am laying there and can't feel anything from my chest down, they had me on oxygen and then Chris walked in and sat next to me and held my hand. I was so scared. They cut me open and pulled and pulled and finally she came out and cried. I was so happy to hear her first wail. Chris held her by my face so I could see her. Right before they left he went to put her up to my face so I could kiss her, but I said no cause I am going to throw up and sure enough I did right as they had turned around. Then Chris went with the baby and the nurse to go get her weighed and measured and stuff as I was left to get stitched up and monitored for a little bit. I finally made it up to my room and was starving. She was the most precious thing I have ever seen. Holding her for the first time was amazing. I saw what God can truly do. It was a miracle. Chris said he cried. I had to wait until until 6am for medicine and I was in pain. I never thought I would have to have a c-section, but I was happy my baby was safe and healthy. She was born August 30th at 12:57 am. She weighed 5lbs 14oz and was 19in long.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now It has been three weeks since she was born and I have the most amazing daughter. She is so sweet. She sleeps most of the time and sometimes her dad can get her to smile. She is a handful as anytime I go to do anything for myself (shower, use the bathroom, eat, etc) she cries. She wants all the attention. She is my miracle and I love her so much. She weighed 6lbs 4 oz on the 15th and was 19.5 in long. She had jaundice so she had to be hooked up to a biliblanket for a week then now she hyperventilates so she is hooked up to an apnea monitor for a month. I love my little girl so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5018110536164645940-727040022124378060?l=lovingmyairman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/feeds/727040022124378060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/727040022124378060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/727040022124378060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-life.html' title='A new life'/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018110536164645940.post-7628290435937457461</id><published>2009-08-23T18:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T18:43:29.992-05:00</updated><title type='text'>what an eventful week</title><content type='html'>Tuesday- birthing class. We practiced pushing and different positions that help with the labor process and managing pain. It was a long class and some of the positions hurt my knees, so I will not be using those during labor. Next class is on postpartum care.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday- I hadn't felt the baby move since 9 am and it was about six, so I went to the hospital and got hooked up to a bunch of monitors. After about 10 minutes the nurse comes in and asks me if I am feeling those contractions. I was really confused and asked her what contractions. apparently I had been having some very big contractions really close together. Needless to say I got hooked up to an IV, had a catheter put in to get a sample and then it was taken out. Then I got three shots to stop labor, which it did, thank goodness. I was able to go home and sleep. WOO HOO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday- Chris came home from work and told me that he made SSGT, which he thought he wasn't going to make. That was very exciting and I could tell he was excited because by about 11am he was still up. I was having contractions between 4-6 minutes apart for about an hour and we decided that I should go back into the hospital. So three shots and 5 hours later I was released to go home with a prescription for medicine to stop the contractions if I have them again. The only reason we knew I was having contractions was by feeling my belly with our hands, otherwise I probably would have continued to have them and not notice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since then I have had a few contractions but was able to stop them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking forward to being on bedrest, NOT! but it is for the best. My baby is not coming yet. I will shove a cork in it if I have to (wish that was possible). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5018110536164645940-7628290435937457461?l=lovingmyairman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/feeds/7628290435937457461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-eventful-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/7628290435937457461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/7628290435937457461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-eventful-week.html' title='what an eventful week'/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018110536164645940.post-6065337146917252670</id><published>2009-08-11T20:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T21:01:08.652-05:00</updated><title type='text'>34 weeks and counting!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;So today I hit the lovely 34 weeks mark. I have a doctors appointment on Thursday and they will be checking my blood sugar since last time it was a little too high. Hopefully it will all end up being okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;We had our second day of parenting class and it went well and we got out early, which I am sure Chris appreciated. We watched a vaginal birth and a c-section (from the side the doctors see) it was interesting. I had to sign a release stating I watched the video and that Chris could be in the room if I ended up having a non-emergency c-section. In order for that to be okay he had to watch the video as well.  We we also told that almost every woman poops during labor, which most labor and delivery nurses are very happy about because it means the baby is coming. I thought it was pretty gross. Who wants to have a bowel movement while having to push something so big out of something so little? If this happens during birth I prefer not to know. We also learned about pain management and what medicines are out there for us to use, if we would like. I am still hoping to be able to have a natural birth. An epidural is not on my agenda, I WANT TO BE ABLE TO USE MY LEGS! We also discussed contractions and when to come into the hospital. I am not nervous or anything, which is what I thought would happen with attending these classes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Next week is pushing! We get to roll around on the floor!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5018110536164645940-6065337146917252670?l=lovingmyairman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/feeds/6065337146917252670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2009/08/34-weeks-and-counting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/6065337146917252670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/6065337146917252670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2009/08/34-weeks-and-counting.html' title='34 weeks and counting!'/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018110536164645940.post-7402214139168931077</id><published>2009-08-04T20:36:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T19:53:34.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 33. First birthing class.</title><content type='html'>So today I hit 33 weeks and measure 9 toilet paper squares around. At 29 weeks I was 8 toilet papers squares.  I am continuing to lose room.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My classes started tonight and it was long. They talked about preterm labor and some complications that can happen. Some women were really fraking out! Talked about an epidural as well. I am still planning on natural birth though. Chris says I will have an epidural though. I told him I know what meds are out there and if I want them I will ask for them, but until then I am going all natural. He just doesn't get it, he said if you can relieve the pain and not have to go through that, then why not? I just want to be able to walk, go to the bathroom, etc after the baby is born. I do not want to have jello for legs. I want to be able to say I did it!!! It is something I want to accomplish. This was an unplanned pregnancy, I at least want something ot go according to plan. It wasn't very scary at all. If I end up having a premie she will most likely have to be shipped to Oklahoma city which is 2hours and 30 minutes away, while I would have to stay in Altus. Hopefully that doesn't happen. Chris would follow the baby in the truck so that he could be with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got to tour the hospital and see where the labor and delivery room was and where they perform c-sections. It is a very small hospital so there is not a whole lot of room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all, I am looking forward to the next class and getting another week closer to meeting my baby girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5018110536164645940-7402214139168931077?l=lovingmyairman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/feeds/7402214139168931077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2009/08/week-33-first-birthing-class.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/7402214139168931077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/7402214139168931077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2009/08/week-33-first-birthing-class.html' title='Week 33. First birthing class.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018110536164645940.post-7172525053244810545</id><published>2009-07-31T18:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T19:09:04.837-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Doctor's appointment yesterday.</title><content type='html'>So I had a checkup yesterday and my blood sugar was high. So they are going to check it at my next appointment to see if it is high and if it is, they will proceed to do further testing. I am measuring three weeks too small and she said that kind of concerns her. What the heck? Am I supposed to worry? The baby's heartbeat was "happy" as the doctor put it. I don't know. So many thoughts run through my head. Will my blood sugar be up again? Will my baby be small? The doctor is also concerned that I have not gained enough weight. I probably eat an elephant a day. I am always eating. I even get up in the middle of the night to eat. I am a couch potato, so not much exercising gets done. I do not know what is going on. Oh well. It will be over in 53 more days(hopefully).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5018110536164645940-7172525053244810545?l=lovingmyairman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/feeds/7172525053244810545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2009/07/doctors-appointment-yesterday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/7172525053244810545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/7172525053244810545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2009/07/doctors-appointment-yesterday.html' title='Doctor&apos;s appointment yesterday.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018110536164645940.post-2460628227750262866</id><published>2009-07-28T10:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T10:16:14.397-05:00</updated><title type='text'>32 weeks down, 8 more to go.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Today I am 32 weeks and could not be more impatient for my little girl to come. I get so excited when I feel her moving in my belly. I swear I don't think there is anymore room for her to grow. she is up at my ribs and down by my pelvic bone all at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;As far as symptoms go and all the pregnancy woes, insomnia. I have a hard time falling asleep and then when I do, it is hard to stay that way. So I get really tired throughout the day. I try to exercise by going on walks, but it has to be late at night because the weather is ridiculously hot. I am hungry 24/7. I will eat and then minutes later my stomach will start growling and I will be hungry. I do not know where it all goes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I have a doctor's appointment on Thursday and could not be more excited. I love being able to hear Skye's heartbeat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I can't believe I am almost there. Sometimes it feels like I just found out I was pregnant and I just moved. I am not even settled in all the way. AHH! Still have some baby stuff to get so that is on my mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5018110536164645940-2460628227750262866?l=lovingmyairman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/feeds/2460628227750262866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2009/07/32-weeks-down-8-more-to-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/2460628227750262866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/2460628227750262866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2009/07/32-weeks-down-8-more-to-go.html' title='32 weeks down, 8 more to go.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018110536164645940.post-1528872298208616028</id><published>2009-07-27T22:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T22:07:45.787-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Being a teen mom to be</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 153); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; "&gt;I never thought I would be in this position. I thought I would be married and be in my mid-twenties before I got pregnant. I thought I would have a degree or a certificate of some sort, but that is not the case. I am 18, unmarried and jobless with a baby on the way.I am living across the country from all my family. I am in a position where I feel helpless and alone. I feel as though nobody understands. Yes, I am the one who moved. I found it extremely important for Chris and I to be together when our baby is born. I admit it is very stressful. I wish I had a job because that would cut down the stress, but I just can't seem to find one. I don't get to do all the things that 18 year olds are doing. I have to grow up and be an adult. I am the one who got myself into this position, but I still miss just having fun and not having to worry about every thing I do. Will it harm the baby? Is what I am eating safe? etc. I cannot wait to meet my little girl, but at the same time I am not ready. I want Chris to be able to feel the closeness I already have with her. I want to be able to give my little girl a great life. I want to give her more than just what she needs, but far above that. I have always wanted kids young, but not this young. I know I will be a good mother and Chris will be a great father. I wish I would have decided not to have sex. I wish I wasn't about to have a baby because my life is nowhere near where I hoped it would have been by now. I hope to get my cosmetology license after the baby is born, but I will have to find someone to watch my daughter and find a school, which all are about 30-45 minutes away. It is going to be tough. I just hope I stick to my plans and do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5018110536164645940-1528872298208616028?l=lovingmyairman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/feeds/1528872298208616028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2009/07/being-teen-mom-to-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/1528872298208616028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/1528872298208616028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2009/07/being-teen-mom-to-be.html' title='Being a teen mom to be'/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5018110536164645940.post-7121801322629088569</id><published>2009-07-24T22:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T22:25:41.568-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Today I awoke to Chris saying happy birthday. He wanted to be the first to say it. Then I got a sweet card which made me cry.  The card said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;     I'm in love with you! There I was - one minute getting to know you, enjoying you, and wondering where it would all lead... and the next, thinking about you all the time, knowing that I never, ever wanted to be without you! I guess that's the way life is. You're going along doing your everyday things, and out of the blue, life surprises you with something amazing - something you had no idea how much you wanted. That's what you are to me, you know, an amazing gift... Falling in love with you is something I couldn't stop, even if I tried. What I'm trying to say is - you're "it" for me, now and forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Then he wrote on the card " Baby I love you so much. You and baby Skye are all I ever want in this world. Muah, have a happy birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I read this and balled my eyes out. He also got me a cookies and cream ice cream cake because you can't have a birthday without cake. The entire day he took care of me, asking if I needed anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I also received a box in the mail which was perfect timing, it cam on my birthday. It was from my mom. I got books for the baby, but one in particular stood out. The belly button book. My belly button has always been my so called security blanket and this book just made me laugh. I love my family so much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5018110536164645940-7121801322629088569?l=lovingmyairman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/feeds/7121801322629088569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/7121801322629088569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5018110536164645940/posts/default/7121801322629088569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingmyairman.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-birthday.html' title='My birthday'/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
