tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75552725121984602872024-02-06T23:45:11.558-08:00The Moehnke's: Est. 2009moehnke.est.2009http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052596580782654407noreply@blogger.comBlogger69125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7555272512198460287.post-89345242615779757062015-01-20T12:44:00.002-08:002015-01-20T12:44:45.897-08:00Fall to my Knees..So as you may all know, in the past few months, the price of crude oil had DROPPED tremendously. At first everyone is thinking HECK YES $1.50 a gall at the pump. But wait!! At what cost? I'm not sure how OPEC works or who makes their decisions, but why are we buying fuel from a foreign country, supporting THEIR Economy, while ours is laying off tens of thousands!!?? I am trying to really hold myself together in the recent days/weeks. First it was Schlumberger announcing 9K lay off, now its Baker Hughes announcing 7k+!! Just to remind you, 1. this is Ladd's company he works for, 2. Baker was just recently bought our by Haliburton (which by the way is estimated to lay off 7K+ too in the coming months). So as I sit here typing, I am in continuous prayer that Ladd retains his job through all this bc IF he is laid off its not only the INCOME we will be out, but also health insurance, dental, eye care, and an amazing 401K program (which I have no idea how this would pan out if he was laid off). Since I am a SAHM we would be losing our ONLY income. My question is, HOW do you pay for your house? Buy food? WHERE do you get health insurance? HOW THE HELL DO YOU LIVE OFF OF NOTHING!! LITERALLY!! HOW DO YOU SUPPORT 3 KIDS AND KEEP THEM HEALTHY!!?? We already live WAY below our means, yes we are about to take a trip to Colorado, and we could be saving that instead of spending it, but reality, the ONLY thing we will be spending money on is gas to get there. Our good friends James and Bethany live there and are able to find ski passes for us through her school and we don't have to rent any equipment because they have it already. So all the major expenses are free already!! <br />
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Like I said I am REALLY trying to be calm and just leave it up to God on what's going to happen. But what I am mostly experiencing (besides anxiety and panic) is ANGER!! I don't want to slander or talk ill of anyone but damn Obama!! WHERE IS THE WORLD IS YOUR STUPID LITTLE HEAD!!?? WHY do you think its ok to allow OPEC to buy Oil from a different country while yours is going to hell in a hand basket!! You ARE the president, I would think you could override them, right? Or do you want this country to fail, just as you come out of office? Taking our religion and rights away, and dropping our employment so low, that majority will be in poverty. Not only will the employment be dropping but you will have an INCREASE in welfare applicants and dependents!! How do you recover from this when the scale is so one sided!!?? You have ALWAYS preached about how you want to increase employment and keep unemployment at an all time low, well shit, how do you do that when 3 of your top Oil Companies just laid off 16-20k+ employees!!?? How does that work with your pie charts and line graphs? Are you decreasing your salary and other office members to compensate for what is being lost? Nope, you still are taking LAVISH vacations, and playing golf while others are fighting and dying for your damn freedom! While others are fighting to keep a roof over their heads and food on the table. While others are sleeping in a cardboard box on the cold wet street, starving. While others are dying of disease or illness bc they cant afford your joke of healthcare. Ridiculous! <br />
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For those who think Oilfield people are so selfish for wanting oil prices to rebound, which causes the price at the pump to increase, just so we can continue to live lavishly. NEWS FLASH!! Some of us (like my family) DO NOT LIVE LAVISHLY!! We STILL struggle. We aren't living paycheck to pay check bc we do have some cushion, but I am NOT out buying designer purses and driving a brand new decked out car or living is a HUGE house. We live in a small older home, more than half the size of what we lived in a year ago, I drove a 250+k mile car till it didn't run anymore, and if it weren't for our dear friends, I would STILL be driving a beater, and I don't even carry a purse, I carry a backpack (which I got a baby shower for Greyson). I have NEVER owned designer ANYTHING, and the ONLY clothes I buy is from the clearance rack at Penny's or Kohls and most of my kids clothes are hand me downs or from Once Upon a child. So yeah.. I haven't experienced that lavish lifestyle yet.<br />
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Oil prices effect EVERYONE!! It trickles down to everyone in the economy. I am FB member of this group called "Oilfield Families of America" and one member easily put what I was thinking into words. I think it has a few bad words. But he explains how EVERYONE is effected whether you think so or not. Its a long read but VERY informative!! So this is how he explains everything.<br />
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From Shawn P. :<br />
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"I may get booted for this but here goes. This post goes out to ALL of the people that secretly or quietly hate on oilfield employees for the life that they have bled, sweat and sacrificed half their lives for. Without the oil and gas industry you wouldn't have 97% of the things you own now. Take a good look around your house, everything you see from the carpet on you floor to the television on your wall was made drone petroleum products, which come from the oilfield. Once every three to four years we go through this where the price per barrel falls causing the price at the pumps to fall and we have to hear others vent their opinions on sites about how they are glad oilfield workers are losing their jobs, and they hope our kids starve, we get our homes and cars taken away that all we are arrogant and blow our money on trucks and guns while you struggle to buy $0.99 cheeseburgers that you apparently had to get to McDonald's in something that runs and operates from petreum products. GUESS WHAT, it's not OUR fault your lazy fat asses didn't get off the couch many years ago instead of settling for welfare or other city aids and better yourself for you families or do what you have to do to support them, saving the money you earn so that you can afford to pay $3.50 / gal at the pump. NOPE, instead you work your jobs and at the end of the week, you call up good ol mom and have her watch your all six of your kids while you go out and drink your pay checks away laughing at the aftermath and the photos of the good time you had and posting it to Facebook then hitting the grind again Monday morning with a sour ass look on your face hating the world cause now good ol mom has to be called again only this time to loan ur broke asses money to get back and forth to work and help buy those $.99 cheeseburgers. So, for all of you that bitch and complain quietly behind our backs for only wanting our families to have descent lives and provide for with an honest job or on a social media site, how bout lookin a roughneck up stand in his face and telling them to their face you hope they lose their job and struggle to feed his kids. Then I want you to post the outcome of that!! Oh I know, you can then use your FREE Obama phone to call the police that have been so violently abused over the last couple of months and give them your complaint!! Bet you don't hear a damn thing from these same complaining ppl when shots are being passed out, beer tabs paid, bills are being assisted in paying, or groceries helped in buying from a friend or relative that makes oilfield cash. All or most of us that make the living that we do, actually enjoy helping out our families and friends because it's the right thing to do. My family and friends would never talk like that so those ppl are far out of the radar lol. EVERYTHING we own comes from the oilfield. I asked someone earlier, "Name one thing in your house that doesn't come from the oilfield"? Their response was, "water"!! Think about what u said moron. Where the hell do u think water comes from....THE GROUND!! And how pray tell did u get it out of the ground....by drilling. From machinery, which runs and operates off of what we (oilfield hands) pull out of the ground. Everything that you buy in the stores or consume in some way the oilfield industry played a major part in. Would love to see some of these wining complainers walk their asses to the bar next time they wanna go out. Even if u couldn't afford a car, because of the oilfield we have bikes as well that you can ride, where do you think the rubber for the tires came from. Look around your houses. Even the wooden bed posts, picture frames dinner table whatever it is you have. It took some kind of machinery to make that, which ALL of these oilfield workers including myself have worked all these years to do for ALL of you to have nice things in ALL of your homes. And in return I read where someone had the nerve to post a comment saying they are glad to see all of us "arrogant assholes" that do nothing but BLOW money on trucks and guns struggle to pay bills and feed our kids. FYI, we can blow our money any way we see fit, you want money to blow, how bout quit sticking it up ur noses, into your veins or in a pipe, strive a little harder for your family as like the "OILFIELD HANDS" did and quit your bitching. Heaven forbid our next president should be a former roughneck, cause that would be the only one in 40 years I'd vote for, not only does the decrease in price per gallon at the pump affect oilfield workers, as it continues to plunge it will eventually effect every business in every town."<br />
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SO PLEASE SAY A PRAYER FOR YOUR FRIENDS AND FAMILY WHO WORK IN THE OILFIELD. TENS OF THOUSANDS OF LIVES ARE UNEXPECTEDLY CHANGING DRASTICALLY IN THE PAST MONTHS AND THE MONTHS TO COME. HAVING FAITH GOD WILL PROVIDE AND GET EVERYONE THROUGH THIS! PRAY PRAY PRAY!! <br />
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WITH MUCH LOVE, THE MOEHNKE FAMILY.. moehnke.est.2009http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052596580782654407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7555272512198460287.post-89040276509677165092014-12-31T21:30:00.001-08:002014-12-31T21:30:58.095-08:00New Years ResolutionsIt so cliché to say, "My New Years resolution will be...??" Well to be honest I never really made one. Or not that I can remember. But I think this year is time for change. Instead of "Resolutions" I think I will go for a "Bucket List". So heres to saying good bye to 2014 and welcoming 2015.<br />
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1.) The infamous "Lose Weight". Instead of just saying that, I want to get healthy in 2015. Not just lose weight, but to eat healthier, exercise more, and be more active. <br />
2.) Grow in my faith. After 2013 (See previous post) I have had difficult time with my Faith in God and understanding the "Why Me?" So this year I want to restore my faith and have a healthier relationship with God. <br />
3.) Go to a place I have never been. Even if its just down the road.. Someplace new and exciting. <br />
4.) I said this back in 2014, but run either a 3k or 5k or marathon. Yeah me!! I would LOVE to do a Color Run!!<br />
5.) Finish 5 projects that I started and never finished. Like, scrapbooks, sewing projects, crocheting.<br />
6.) Do some small remodeling. (ESPECIALLY in the electrical area). Like: painting walls, taking down awful wallpaper, getting rid of the 80s pink color bathroom, and hopefully new flooring in the living/kitchen area (sick of carpet under the kitchen table) <br />
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These all may seem crazy and different but I think its all DOABLE and with in reason.<br />
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I hope this next year brings new and exciting things to our family. The further I get away from 2013 the better and I think 2015 will be better than 2014. To reflect on our year..<br />
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January - Greyson AND Braelyn started in a new school in a new town. <br />
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February - I turned 28<br />
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March - I started coaching Greyson's Tball team and Greyson had his first Tball Game!!<br />
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April - Ladd had an BIG interview for the job he is at now. We are so blessed he was qualified and accepted!!<br />
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May - Our precious Emma Faith was born!!<br />
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June - Ladd went out on his first Hitch on the Rigs. Braelyn turned 3!!!<br />
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July - for the 4th we traveled to Granbury (around where I grew up). Greyson also lost his first tooth!! We also added a new member to the family, Forrest. *-<br />
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August - As a family we headed to Six Flags just before school started. Greyson's first day in Kindergarten.<br />
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September - Greyson turned 6!! Braelyn started PreK 3 yr old. <br />
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October - We had fun dressing up for Halloween. Greyson was Dracula, Army man, Duck Dynasty. Braelyn was a fairy unicorn, and Emma was just cute.. <br />
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November - We celebrated thanksgiving at Aunt Debra's for Ladds side of the family and then we headed to Brownwood for my side of the family. Greyson also lost his 2nd tooth!! <br />
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December - I got CHICKENS!! As for Christmas.. We did Christmas early, actually 2 weeks early because Ladd was about to leave for a hitch. Then the week of Christmas we all went to my moms house and we opened up presents Christmas morning. We are still waiting to do Ladd's side due to the fact Ladd is still gone. <br />
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So yeah pretty crazy year which FLEW by. Who knew having three kids would literally make time vanish!! Only 5 short months and Emma will be 1 and in 6 months Braelyn will be 4!! Holy cannoli!!I wished they didn't have to grow up and stay small and cuddly forever!! <br />
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I pray that 2015 our family stays healthy and strong and I pray the oil industry doesn't completely TANK and gas prices rebound. This is for the sake of all the Oilfield Families out there. <br />
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HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!! WITH MUCH LOVE!!<br />
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moehnke.est.2009http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052596580782654407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7555272512198460287.post-28973303851853312212014-12-28T09:25:00.001-08:002014-12-28T09:25:01.975-08:00"Keep the Change you Filthy Animal"<div style="text-align: center;">
Merry Freaking Christmas!!</div>
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Instead of back tracking and filling you in with everything that has happened over the past few weeks, I am going to start with what happened last week. <br />
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So on Monday before Christmas, I traveled to Brownwood with just Emma. Greyson and Braelyn were already there with my parents. I was excited because one it was Christmas and two, I was driving my new car! (See below) Tuesday morning rolls around and I wake up like normal and check the banking account because I planned on paying our December bills later that day. (I am a huge procrastinator and HATE paying bills so I have everything set up so its due at the end of the month haha..) I always pay our bills online through our online banking, have done this for 5 yrs now with no issues. <br />
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So at that point everything is all good, only to get a text from Ladd an hour or so later asking, "Whats up with the checking account? Have you looked at it lately?" Why yes I was just about to sit down and do bills. Concerned I looked at it real quick thinking, what could possibly be wrong.?! Miss Rasheeda Rhodes had cleared our savings and checking accounts. Frantically I call our bank. Turns out Miss Rhodes LOGGED into our online account, transferred money from our savings to our checking, created herself as a QuickPay Bill Pay, and then proceeded to pay herself everything that was in our checking. Being the amazing bank they are, Chase recognized this as suspicious and cancelled the transfer immediately and it was all refunded to us soon after catching it ourselves. At the point while I was on the phone with the banker, they froze our checking/savings account, cancelled our debit cards, and froze our online banking account. So with NO money available, only the cash we had in our wallet, (which I didn't have because I HATE carrying cash), I couldn't pay bills. Now let me remind you I was in Brownwood and Ladd was out on a Rig so a Chase Bank was no where close to either of us. To get this completely straightened out we had to go into a Branch and reset everything. <br />
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THANKFULLY Ladd was able to come home Christmas Eve for a casing break, so we made a "quick" trip to Abilene (Over an hour away) to go to a Chase bank. After sitting with Mr. Tyler for over an hour we had accomplished: Closing our old account, opening a new account, cancelling our debit cards and checks, ordering new debit cards and checks, creating new online profile/account. Then we realized Ladd's direct deposit which would be going thru Thursday night would be bounced back to Baker then Lord knows how long it would have taken them to reissue the check, so we reopened the old account so that deposit could go thru and all we had to do was call and get someone to transfer it over to the new account Friday. Since Chase required us to run virus scans on our computers we couldn't officially set up our online accounts. So almost a week later I have to go back into the bank tmrw to get that all set up and officially close the other account. <br />
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Just in case you don't understand what closing an account all spirals into let me give you an idea:<br />
1.) All my bill pay accounts have to be inputted BACK into my online checking account<br />
a.) This requires tedious account numbers and addresses and account information<br />
2.) My TollTag auto pay has to be reset<br />
3.) My Netflix account has to be reset<br />
4.) My Paypal account has to be reset<br />
5.) My auto payment on several bills have to be reset (Includes car insurance and school loans)<br />
**If you EVER had to deal with Salle Mae you will understand how this is a huge PAIN IN THE ASS!!** <br />
6.) Remembering a new PIN #, Log In name and password, account number.<br />
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I spent close to 2 hours yesterday calling all my bills and school loans trying to get extensions on everything because I had NO WAY to pay them. A few ppl were like, "Do you have a check? All we need is the account number." HA DID YOU NOT UNDERSTAND ME PPL!!?? Where do these companies find their workers? So I am hoping everything can get back on track tmrw morning after I head to the bank for the LAST time in regards to this mess!! <br />
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So about a month ago, my Trailblazer, just died. I was driving to the store and it just stopped. Everything on the dash board, wipers, lights, windows, AC, everything, still was on and working. Just wouldn't start or go. So after spending 2 weeks with a mechanic thinking it was the computer, replacing said computer, it still didn't work. So we towed it to the Dealership and turns out it was the ignition switch. Well at this point I am over it all. As soon as we got it back, I put it up for sale. It sold with in 12 hours of being posted on Craigslist!! BAAM! Well, just about the time we started having the car issues our good friends, Brad and Ragan was looking at buying a new car and thought of us when it came to the car they had. They cut a HUGE deal and after setting up financing, we HAVE A NEW CAR!! Ever since I HAD to get rid of my last Expedition, which I missed SO MUCH, I told Ladd I don't want anything else, but another Expedition. Well Ragan's Expedition was a 2006 King Ranch. It is by far the fanciest car I have ever had, and I love it!! Oh and the kids LOVE it too!! It is was/is a huge blessing and I CAN NOT be grateful or thankful enough for Brad and Ragan and their love and caring heart they have for our family, which always seems to be in need at the most inopportune times! Its loaded with DVD player, Touch Screen navigation/radio, Heated/AC seats (my fav), sun roof, back up camera, and NICE, REAL leather seats!! All that bank fraud crap can suck it! I got a new car!! Haha.. <br />
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Over Christmas we were at my moms house and on Christmas day all my dad's family came down from Archer City and Mineral Wells area to celebrate. Mom and Lily had cooked AWESOME Tamales and enchiladas, which were gone in no time!! After eating and opening presents mom wanted to get pictures of everyone. So I did a little side by sides to give you perspective on how our family is growing is just 3 short years. The top ones were in 2011 and the bottom ones are the ones we JUST took at my moms. 2014<br />
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Top: Kouri, Ryan, Mathew, Canyon, Caleb</div>
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Its been a while and I apologize. In the past few weeks (or months really), things have been so hectic. From school starting, to Fall Ball, and Emma growing like a weed I haven't had much time to do much. With the Holidays Rapidly approaching I have no idea how I found time to blog. I guess its because, Emma is asleep, the two older kids are outside with Ladd, and while I was rocking Emma, Ladd picked up the house. So I guess I have 10 minutes before Emma's 6th sense picks up that I am about to do something. </div>
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Turkey day is TMRW!! WHAT!?? How did time fly so fast!! This time last year we were getting the BEST news we had in a long time. For most of you know last year was a terrible trying time for our family. It got WAY ugly the week or two before thanksgiving, and for a moment there I didn't think I was strong enough to make it through. With Ladd and our parents and some REALLY close friends we made it through. This time of the year I am SO thankful for my family and the friends that have always been there no matter what, ready to take on our burdens with us. Its also the time of the year when I lost 2 of my grandparents roughly 3 and yrs ago. I miss each of them so dearly because they both taught me so much and not a day goes by that I don't think about them. </div>
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My grandpa never met Braelyn, I was only 3 months pregnant when he passed away. I still remember the day I got the phone call from Kouri, the exact moment, where I was standing, leaning against our couch for support. After being in the hospital from falling and when we thought he was doing so good in therapy and rehab, he passed away so suddenly and unexpectedly. I am so THANKFUL he was able to meet his first Great Grand child Greyson. Greyson was only 2 when he passed but he still remembers him as the "Old Man with white face hair". There are so many fond memories of him that I cherish. From staying summers with him and Granny, to all the birthdays, Easters, Thanksgivings and Christmas' at their house in Granbury. I remember when he hid on the roof on Halloween and scared the Ba-Jesus out of us, and when he pretended he poisoned the chips on April Fools, to the awesome fire truck he never let us play with!! He also taught us so much, like every bad action has a consequence. I think he would always say "The Devils going to get you." This came very clear to me when after torturing a frog and killing it, not even hours later, I stubbed my toe and scraped the end of it off. (I always did this because I never wore shoes) I learned the hard way to stop smacking at the table because he would reach across and thump us across the head, and to never wear hats at the table, and mostly for the guys, to wear a shirt at the table (I know this is a given but for my family who always ran around shirtless, this is a big thing!!) I remember that DARN pond and water fall in the back yard, that he tried so hard to keep up and have gold fish in, but eventually giving up and filled it in with dirt. </div>
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My Grandma Hadley, passed away when Braelyn was only 4 months old. In her lasts months, strongly battling stage 4 cancer, Greyson, Braelyn and I would travel to Aunt Sandra's to go help with taking care of her. My fondest memories of Grandma Hadley was from the few days I would stay with her and Papa Jerry during the summers. I remember walking to the fabric store that was just behind her house and picking out patterns and fabrics. Then coming home and watch her cut the patterns out and then she would teach me how to sew the pieces together. I like to credit her for my craftiness. She was always showing me how to do things from making cute decorations for Christmas, to sewing, to crocheting, and cross stitch. She also took part in my love to cook. I remember thinking it was SO cool when we made our own play dough. She also changed my thinking about how cool "Lunch Ladies" were! She worked in a school cafeteria for a LONG time and I bet she was the best cook ever!! I remember sitting at the bar stool in the corner and watching her cook Thanksgiving stuffing and dressing and not LETTING ANYONE touch what she was working on. Even in those last months she couldn't leave the kitchen. She may not have been cooking herself but she sure enough made her presence with commands and directions. I am so THANKFUL I was able to get most of her recipes and am able to cook. I also remember riding on my Papa Jerry's shoulder's as he did his morning laps around the house. My Papa Jerry passed away from a devastating bout of cancer when I was just over 3 months pregnant with Greyson. I remember listening to his book on tapes, sitting in his lap and watching Price is Right with him and how he always had on hand on Grandma's shoulder when we were out and about and I LOVED pushing the button on his talking radio. I was always in awe of how a blind man can count money, how he could play the piano and trumpet, sometimes at the same time, and now he could wash laundry (Grandma had put a little dollop of nail polish on the knob and panel so he could line them up for the right cycle). He taught me how to play "3 Blind Mice" on the piano. I always wanted him to be the one playing the piano at my wedding, but he passed away just little over a year before. To me he was the best piano player and I could sit and listen to him play for hours. I remember when I stayed with them, we would go to a hall, I guess it was the lodge or something, and him and his band would play while everyone one else would dance. My favorite part, was when he would sing and play. </div>
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Growing up I remember watching her cook too. I learned homestyle cooking from her. She taught me how to make fried tators and red beans, meatloaf, and fried chicken. I remember her chasing me and pinning me down so she could pull a tooth. Or how she ALWAYS took care of the Schwan's man, one time even letting him take a nap in the recliner. She always let us sit in her lap and drive down the road they lived on. Out of 7 grandkids I was the ONLY girl. With the exception of Luke, I and currently the shortest out of all of us. Before much longer, Luke will even be taller than me. Just for mental picture sake, I am 5' 10", I have an uncle that has to duck to walk through doorways and under ceiling fans and I am pretty 3 of my cousins have to do the same now. </div>
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My Granny is a unique person because she is an Identical twin. And I grew up hearing her say:</div>
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Family means everything to me and around the Holidays it always reminds me of the ones who aren't with us. I miss each of them dearly and wished they could be here to see their family grow but I know some day everyone will be together again. I hope I can pass on to my kids what I have learned from them. </div>
moehnke.est.2009http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052596580782654407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7555272512198460287.post-29235176649462951842014-10-08T20:36:00.001-07:002014-10-08T20:36:48.888-07:00Walking a Little CloserSo recently Ladd and I have gotten into deep discussions about faith and church. After talking with my mom and uncle this past weekend, it really sparked a lot of questions. My mom and her brothers and sister grew up Catholic and my Grandma was devout in what she believed and was a true Catholic through and through. After discussing with my uncle about the church we went too and how Greyson is becoming more and more interested in all the Bible stories, it was said they never read the Bible thru nor did they know the Bible like they should. Growing up Catholic they were taught about the Bible but never taught FROM the Bible (does that make sense?), saying they don't EVER remember opening the Bible and reading from it. After our conversation I realized I have never read the WHOLE Bible either! <br />
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Well when Ladd got home from work late last night we started talking about different stuff and then it rolled into.. "How much do you love me?" After much discussion we both decided our love for one another could be stronger and majority of it is overflowing for our children. Then I brought up something our Pastor had said a few weeks back, "You should not love anything more than God." This sparked a WHOLE new conversation about the bible, faith, believing, and "proof".<br />
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I'm going to get real for a whole minute. So please hold all judgment and disbelief. Its taking a lot for me to put this out there for every one. Mainly wanting feedback and insight.<br />
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I remember when I was younger and attending the church down the street, someone had asked, if the Bible is real then where are the dinosaurs? They are obviously real, bc of fossils and the bones. "Proof?" <br />
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Ever since last year (yes the year from hell) I have had some serious doubts. I have tried to find answers by reading the Bible and devotionals and Bible studies but nothing is giving me what I want. After finally mustering up the courage to ask Ladd these questions last night all he could say was "You have to have faith Ashley. God doesn't give you things he knows you cant handle." My biggest question (yes I'm putting it out there for the public/whole world wide web to see), my biggest question is: Why does God let bad things happen to good people? Last year for example. I don't consider myself a bad person, if anything I am a servant at heart and would do anything for a person in need. So why did all that happen to me? What did I do to deserve those horrible circumstances!!?? Another question: Why is there hard core evidence of dinosaurs on earth but they were never mentioned in the Bible, but yet something as HUGE as the Ark WAS in the Bible but has never been found? Also: The Bible speaks of all these miracles, ie: Walking on water, turning water to wine, burning bushes, booming voice of God, parting the sea, healing, resurrection, protection in a lions den or whales stomach, etc., with all that's going on in the world today, why don't we see miracles just as prominent as these, today? If one was asked by God to sacrifice their first born to prove their devotion to God, 1.) We would go to prison, 2.) we would be thought of as insane, 3.) no body, I mean NO ONE would believe us if we said "God asked me too." <br />
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Yes the Bible is from the time that Jesus was here on earth so it makes sense those miracles happened then, but why not now? Why doesn't a booming voice come and tell us what to do? Or a bush bursts into flames, or the sick miraculously healed, or the blind can see, why is there so much HATE!!?? Which in turn causes doubt for so many!!??<br />
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So after discussing this for a while and with a lot of shoulder shrugging, Ladd and I decided to have a nightly Bible session, either over the phone or in person, we wanted to read through the whole Bible since neither of us had done it. So this morning we woke up and headed to the local Christian book store to find a few books to guide us on our journey. <br />
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One of the books we got is a year long devotional for couples. Its a daily guide through the Bible meant for couples and to help renew their love for one another as well as strengthen in God.<br />
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This one I got for myself. It has all the 'answers' to my crazy questions. I have already started reading it and it has said repeatedly, "It is normal to have doubts, especially if your mind is more scientific" Well it is. I am praying this will help me in pushing my doubts out and opening up for my Faith in God to renew and grow. So tonight I sit here asking for prayers and guidance for Ladd and I as we start on this new path in life. I think it will be an amazing adventure!! Something we both need. </div>
moehnke.est.2009http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052596580782654407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7555272512198460287.post-84405880167574434882014-10-01T21:04:00.001-07:002014-10-01T21:20:44.840-07:00Most Annoying...So I write/type this in complete... well.... I don't know how to describe it! I love those articles that bloggers write about moms and stay at home moms because they can put everything I want to say in just a short little post. But I think I agree with most moms who have more than one or two kids. The absolute MOST annoying thing someone could ever say to you is "Are those all your kids?" or "How many kids do you have??!" like I'm some freak show walking around with 3 kids. Or better yet.. "You are crazy for having that many kids." Growing up I thought a family of 5-6 was normal. I grew up with 2 brothers, mom and dad. My neighbors had 4 girls, mom and dad. So why wouldn't I think that a normal sized family WASNT normal? I can remember when each of those things were said to me. Some may blow it off and keep going, but when it comes to my children its hard to shake when someone thinks I'm crazy for having a family. <br />
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This afternoon, at the park just down the street form our home, someone made one of those comments to Ladd. Yes of course Ladd knew this person being in the small town he grew up, but none the less. In our "caravan" we had me with the stroller and Emma, Braelyn, Greyson and his friend, Chris (our neighbor), Ladd and Forrest. Sure we looked a little chaotic and full of energy, but the complete disbelief this lady expressed was baffling!! "How many kids do you have?!!" Still at this moment, hours later, I cant even comprehend, why?? What would she had done if I did say yes?! Can someone explain what is wrong with a "large" family? Which a family of 5 is NOT large to me. Its normal. COMPLETELY sane!! <br />
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I AM A STAY AT HOME MOM! Its my job to raise my children to be respectful, worthy, responsible, disciplined, hard working, God fearing, children who will grow up to be strong and independent. I want them to grow up to make their own decisions and learn from their mistakes. I want to teach them what I have learned from MY mistakes. Its in my job description to raise my children, nurture them, to help them grow healthy, to teach them. We are fortunate enough that Ladd's job provides us with what we need to live comfortably. Yes I could get a job so we can get all those materialistic things a lot quicker, but I would rather be at home with my kids than be driving a fancy car or live in a huge house I couldn't keep clean. I'm not saying if you are a working mother you are less for it, but what I am trying to say is, God has put this love in my heart, and put me on this path in life, that staying at home is my dream job. Yes someday my children will be grown and move out and when that day comes, I will be beside myself. I hope that moment will slow in time and it wont have any hurry to get here. It is our (more so me) choice to have more than one child. Yes Greyson was a happy, welcoming surprise to the both of us, and Braelyn was strategically planned, and well, sweet Emma was a "We will let God decide when we are ready". At that point we decided we wanted a third child but wasn't pushing it, and was going to let happen, happen. Sure enough, in the smack dab middle of the worst, most terrifying, depressing, horrific time of my life, our life, God blessed us with a miracle that saved me. God had a plan even though what I thought was the worst timing, was the in the long run, the best timing. Now my beautiful daughter is healthy and full of spirit that I can never describe. <br />
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With all this being said, yes, I am a mother of 3 children. Yes I would LOVE to have more. Yes you read that right. MORE. Not just one but hell who knows, two. I love my family. I love kids. I love being a mommy. I know economically its not smart to have a lot of kids, but if you waited to have money to have kids, then I wouldn't be here, or my siblings. Sure research shows it will cost me well over quarter of a million dollars to raise just one child. But you know what. That's a well spent $750k bc I wouldn't change it for the world!! In my heart I don't think God wanted me to stop at Braelyn, and I still don't think he wants me to stop at Emma bc the love I feel is unconditional and I have lots of it. To think Emma as my last child is heart breaking. <br />
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So why do I still feel like I am in a glass box on show for everyone when Im out in public with my 3 kids. Why is it SOOOO crazy to have 3 kids?! My mom came from a family of 9! NINE! 9 , people! NINE!! Haha.. She wasn't loved more or less than her siblings. My grandmother was an amazing mother who made everything look so easy! Why was it so normal back in the 50-60s to have LARGE families and now 2 is too many!!?? I shouldn't have to explain myself but I am really disoriented by such absurd comments. Im not crazy. I just want a happy, loving family. **END RANT**<br />
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On side note here are my favorites from our photo shoot with my dear friend Blaire. <br />
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<strong><u>YES POO.. ITS EVERYWHERE!! </u></strong><br />
Ok so about a week ago I started Emma on baby food. Well she LOVED it!! She already has the eager eating syndrome where she cant wait for the next bite, so you better have it ready, no lollie-gagging. So due to the solid foods, she has gotten a little more expressive in the "OutPut" area of things. I went from "No Diaper Accidents" to "Two in 2 days". So yeah its been interesting. <br />
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Yeah when we took the onsie off it was up under her chin , all over in her hair and found it btw her toes!! It was DISGUSTING and was a two person job. If Ladd wasn't here I would have definitely had to hose down with her bc neither of the older kids would have helped. They ran the other way with their shirts over their noses and making gagging sounds. <br />
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<strong><u>4 MONTHS OLD!</u></strong><br />
Emma also turned 4months this month. She is getting so big and at her 4mth Well Check she weighed just over 15lbs and is in the upper 50-75% on everything. <br />
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She's getting so big and is considered a "Supported Sitter". Recently she has just learned how to blow bubbles and she is amazed at it and does it ALL the time!! The older two get a kick out of it!! <br />
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<strong><u>GAME DAY AGS!!</u></strong><br />
A few weeks ago we went to College Station for the first Aggie Football Game and to see Kyle Field since it just got a "FaceLift". Its GINORMOUS!! And so pretty!! Anyways the day was super HOT and we all sweated buckets but we made it through with only minimal tantrums. Greyson and Braelyn had tons of fun and got to see old friends, Avery and Kinley and got to meet Everett, which was his first Aggie Game Day too! Emma and Everett are only 2 days apart. <br />
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So a few things we have started doing in the past week or so.. One morning (Saturday, 20th) I laid Emma down under her play mat and went to the other room to get dressed. When I came back she had rolled over and was just "talking" away. I was like WHAAAAT!!?? Please stop GROWING!! Where did my sweet, sweet little infant baby go!!?</div>
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I also started giving her some solid food every now and then to get her introduced to eating. Well she definitely likes it!! Just his morning she scarfed down some yummy carrots! Only catch with her, it has to be heated up, same with her bottle when I give her one. It cant be just warm, it has to be slightly on the "Hot Chocolate" warm side. If things aren't heated up she will turn her nose up to it. Spoiled little turkey! <br />
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So big sister came in the other day to come talk to Emma. Well they had an excellent conversation about baby dolls and Barbies. I am sure Braelyn CAN NOT wait till she will be old enough to play with her, Im sure there will be more fighting than playing but hey, a mom can dream!</div>
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Greyson absolutely adores Emma. He always wants to hold her and play with her. Although he wishes it was a brother instead, he still cant wait till she gets older so he can show her the ropes. </div>
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Greyson's birthday is on the 25th and Ladd got called out to a rig and may not make it to his party on Saturday so we celebrated his birthday with a cake and a gift last Thursday night. Well over the past month or so Greyson has been really wanting a Snackeez. He saw the commercial and has really been trying to sell me on it. Every time we passed it in the store he would give his spill on how it will prevent messes and when he takes it in the car the drink wont spill and the snack wont get messy. I mean he had the commercial down pat man!! So I got him one for his 'Early Birthday' and he loves it. Instead eating his cereal in a bowl the other morning he wanted his milk in the cup and the cereal in the snack part. Haha.. silly kid!!<br />
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Greyson is a few weeks shy of being 6 yrs old.<br />
Braelyn is few months past turning 3 yrs old.<br />
Emma was a few days short of being 4 months old. <br />
Ladd is only a few months away from turning 32. <br />
And I am turning the big 29 in February! WHAAAT!!??<br />
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So if you are in the Houston/Cypress/Tomball area you should definitely look her up because Blaire is amazing with kids and does some FREAKING awesome work!! You get a CD full of edited pictures and you also get a pretty decent amount time with her during the shoot. Look her up on FB <br />
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<strong><u>SWEET PEA PHOTOGRAPHY BY BLAIRE</u></strong><br />
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<br />moehnke.est.2009http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052596580782654407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7555272512198460287.post-74041657014580624402014-09-11T09:14:00.001-07:002014-09-11T09:14:44.465-07:00Crying over Spilt Milk09-11-14<br />
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On this somber day 13 yrs ago, the lives of America changed forever. We were brought to our knees at the face of terrorism, while thousands of innocent lives where taken by men who did not care who they hurt, only to accomplish one goal, to watch the US crumble as a nation. Well at first it may have seemed that way but we stood up and fought back. Even though we are still fighting that "war," we are faced with another obstacle. ISIS. They aren't over sees like all of our troops are, they are here on our own turf. Being spotted across the Nation. I pray that our president has the knowledge to protect our country and not be the Anti-Christ everyone claims him to be. <br />
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(Thanks for the Photo Brittany Stansbury.)</div>
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Next bit of news from the Moehnke Household, another <strong>FREEZER INCIDENT</strong> occurred this morning. I'm not sure what exactly happened bc it wasn't left opened like I had originally thought bc it was still very difficult to open. But when I did open it, I found all the milk on the top shelf soft. This is the milk I still didn't have to heart to throw away from previous defrostings. All the food on the door was soft. But everything else was still frozen. Not sure what the deal was? People has suggested it was the breaker, or the outlet or something electrical. Well the freezer has a digital panel letting me know if power was lost, or if the door was ajar and the internal temp. None of those lights where on!! I am almost certain the outlet it is plugged into is a dedicated circuit, so it shouldn't have an issue since its the ONLY thing plugged into that socket. The last time I was in the freezer was last night around 1 am. Everything was good then and since the first catastrophes I have made it a habit to lean into the door when closing it to make sure it closes. So when I opened it this morning around 7ish to find it soft I was so defeated. Hours later I still don't have any words to describe how I feel.<br />
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So after dropping Braelyn off at school I came home and pulled the big trash can into the garage and proceeded to clean it out. I told myself I wasn't going to cry but that wasn't the case. I boo-hooed like a damn baby. 180+/- bags of 4 oz. of milk thrown out. <br />
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After filling the trash can up with liquid gold, and stinky food, I reluctantly pulled it to the curb since it was trash day. I then stood there with the lid propped open and proceeded to cry. Down right bawling.. <br />
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My neighbors must of thought I was completely crazy bc I was crying over trash. haha!! On a good note, the milk I have been saving since the last incident did not show any signs of defrosting so the 30+ bags from the past few weeks is still ok!! Ill be a milking machine the next few weeks to catch up and replenish my supply bc my security blanket/ comfort zone with having NO milk surplus has made me super panicky and anxious. </div>
moehnke.est.2009http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052596580782654407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7555272512198460287.post-51040520746842931552014-09-04T20:10:00.002-07:002014-09-04T20:16:35.161-07:00RUN FORREST RUN!!Ok as you all know we lost Riley 2 yrs ago this past August. Just so everyone has the back story here it is.<br />
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Riley was a VERY energetic dogs. ALWAYS on the go, making running paths through and around the yard. The ONLY time he would ever sit still is if he spotted something. Sometimes it would have been nothing. I always said Riley could stare at a spec of dust for hours. This one time our neighbor had her bird by an open window. I looked out that morning and saw him sitting and staring at that cage. A few hours later, still there, never moved a muscle.<br />
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When Ladd and his family would go on their annual fishing/river trip, Riley would swim in the river in the same spot, against the current, ALL day long! His nickname "Forrest" came from the simple fact that you would be sitting in camp and Riley would run thru, a few minutes or hours later, he would run back through the other direction. You never really saw him unless he was tired. You had to make him eat. <br />
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Ever since Riley passed away, Ladd and I have both been wanting another German Short Haired Pointer. Ladd wanted a male and to name him Forrest. Well I wanted a female because they tend to be smaller and less rambunctious. So we decided to eventually get two, Forrest and Jenaye (Forrest Gump accent)<br />
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Well when we moved back to Taylor, the lady Ladd got Riley from had mentioned she had a litter coming up! At first we were like, no we cant we already had two dogs. But in the end we HAD TOO!! They were too stinking cute. There was only one female and was spoken for already so we picked out the cutest male, Forrest, which ended up being the runt of the litter. <br />
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So in the end we are very excited about our new addition. He has some big paws to fill. When Ladd took him out hunting on Opening day he didn't even spook when the guns went off. Ladd had said he acted like nothing was going on. He is getting extremely handsome in the face and his spots are starting to come thru as well. We hope he is as half as goofy as Riley was. <br />
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On Monday, Ladd's dad threw a get together for everyone out at the Bowers for Dove Season Opening day. Everyone had a BLAST! Had some GREAT food and even though the Dove were scarce, we had a ton of fun shooting skeet and "hunting" </div>
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So Greyson and Braelyn started school this past two weeks. Last year I got a cool idea from Pinterest and made a shirt he will wear for each First Day of School till he is a Senior. Ill make one for Braelyn too when she starts PreK. So the first set of pictures are from him starting PreK back in September of 2013. Then the second set of pictures is from this year!! He has GROWN so much!! </div>
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Braelyn had started a MDO program back in January after we moved to Taylor. So the first picture is from her first day, back in Jan 2014, and the second picture is from Tuesday! She is growing up way too fast. She lost all her cute pudgy baby looks!! So sad!!</div>
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Then while I was nursing one day I put together this little gem. Everyone thought Emma looked so much like Braelyn when she was a baby. Well after putting these three together I think she looks more like her brother!!</div>
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In the past few months or actually since we announced we were pregnant with our third, ppl have called us crazy all the way to insane or even selfish for having that many kids and wanting more! I love my kids, I LOVE kids in general. I can not describe the love that God has put in my heart for my children and the ones to come. I am not selfish or insane. I am a mother who has too much love for my family. Yes at times I am beyond exhausted and wished I could pee by myself or even have 10 minutes alone, but you know what, too me THATS selfish!! God has given me three precious, and in my eyes, perfect children, what more can I ask for? Maybe one more :) haha. I do not love one more than the other and nor do I treat one different than the other. I try to give my children everything they need and want. From extracurricular activities to the best schooling to time with friends and family. Not ONE of my kids is missing out on something.</div>
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Have you ever heard the expression, "Don't cry over spilled milk." Well I did! If you are a nursing mom or know someone who does then you know how PRECIOUS breast milk is. Well with all three of my kids I have been a milk factory producing way more than needed. With Emma I had strictly nursed for the first few weeks so anything I pumped, I froze. Well over the next few months I was able to pump, store and freeze over 175 bags of 3-4 oz bags of milk. I carefully froze them flat so they can be stored standing up in boxes (I would cut my breast pad boxes in half and use those).<br />
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Well one day I walked out and found the deep freeze I kept all my "Gold" in was cracked open. The thing I dreaded the most, happened. As I looked inside I found ALL the milk slumped over mostly defrosted!! Frantically I pulled everything out of my house freezer and laid all the bags flat again hoping it wasn't too late. <br />
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This is two rows deep and six columns wide of milk. I kept telling myself, "It was still mostly frozen should be fine. None of it was warm, all was still ice cold, should be fine. Should be fine right? Oh Lord please let it be fine!!." Then I sat down and cried. Literally!! </div>
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So after a few days of occupying my kitchen freezer, I pull it out and reorganize it so it will stack in boxes again. With frozen fingers and about 45 minutes later is was all put back into the deep freeze. Low and behold about a week later, I would find the freezer cracked AGAIN!! I didn't lay them flat again, I just left them to refreeze as they were, all slummed over and melted.</div>
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Since the first DEVASTATION, Ladd and I BOTH made sure we put our entire bodies into closing the door making sure it was closed. Well this time I just KNEW it was over for this milk. I still had hope bc none of it was warm just ice cold, minus being frozen. So randomly I would pull a bag from different places that it was stored in the freezer and thaw and heat up. So far every one I have pulled smelled funky, which ended being poured down the drain. Sweet 4 ounces at a time and a lot of tears.</div>
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Well after finding it opened the second time I think it had a latch issue or there was too much weight in the door so it kept popping open. (See I bought this freezer STRICTLY for my milk since I knew there would be a lot. Well not even a few days into having it more the HALF OF IT was occupied by frozen meats and food) So I put a bungee on the door handle to hold it closed. After 3 days things still weren't freezing. I think after being left open twice for more than 12 hours at a time it burned the motor up. So off to Sears I went to purchase a new one. </div>
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My new freezer is AMAZING!! I found one with a digital temperature gauge on the outside. You can set the temp from there as well. It has a door alarm and if the door is left open for more than 30 seconds it makes a high pitched beeping noise. It also has a feature that makes the door lock after you've had been in it, till it cools back down to the temperature its set on. FANTASTIC!! </div>
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I am slowly replenishing my milk supply but since Emma is eating more its harder for me to save as much as I as I was at first. This is super stressful bc instead of having 175+ 4oz bags I have around 20. SCARY!! But its all good. My girl is still nursing like a champ and she is getting some AWESOME, super cute thunder thighs!!</div>
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moehnke.est.2009http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052596580782654407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7555272512198460287.post-20268771594947130092014-08-28T23:08:00.000-07:002014-08-28T23:08:29.925-07:00I have Returned!!<br />
Ok so I have been without computer for a few months. I just bought a new lap top since my mother board went out on my last one. 7 yrs for a laptop isn't bad! <br />
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Ok so now that I am back I have some catching up to do. Well Baby Moehnke #3 has ARRIVED!!<br />
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EMMA FAITH MOEHNKE<br />
MAY 8TH, 2014 <br />
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8LBS 5OZ. 21 INCHES<br />
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I am going to break it down beginning with the choosing of the name.<br />
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Normally we would go with a family name. Greyson Ladd (obviously) and Braelyn Christine (Christine was my late grandmothers name). Well we didn't have Emma picked out till about 3 weeks before she was born. I really tried convincing Ladd that Everett (my great Grandfathers name who I have never met but if he was anything like my Grandpa he was an AMAZING man) would be a unique name for a girl. But he wants to save it for a boy name, which would be Everett Eugene (Eugene is both Ladd and I's grandfather's middle name) With that being said, this kind of gave me the impression we are going to have more till we have another boy!! haha.. :/ So after that name decision was made, it was back to the drawing board. It was between Kennedy or Emma. I kind of made the decision standing in Hobby Lobby looking at wooden letters for her room. I decided Emma even though it is not a family name. Its a name I have ALWAYS liked and I'm pretty sure growing up I had a baby doll named Emma. Faith comes from "Live by Faith, not by sight," something Ladd and I lived by going through last year's events. If I did not have faith in God I would have not made it through all that mess and carried a healthy baby at the same time.<br />
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<u>THE BIRTH</u><br />
Emma came in a very unusual way. It was kind of like.. "Am I in labor? Or are they about to send me home?" With Greyson and Braelyn, I had pretty consistent contractions for a week or two before they were born, both being 2-3 wks early. Well NOT Emma Faith. I had the contractions.. Oh boy did I have em. For a week solid, every 3-5 minutes. Then they completely stopped around 39 wks. At my 36 wk appointment, the doctor was like "Oh Yeah! By the end of the week." Then my 37 wk appointment. "Oh yeah, within 72 hours." Bc I was SOO READY! Dialated to a 1 1/2 - Check. Contractions - Check. Other (disgusting) signs of Labor - Check. 38 wk appointment rolls around. Same thing. "Within the next 48 hrs." I went 40 wks and 3 days past my due date!! Whaaaaat!! <br />
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On Monday I had my 40 wk appointment. I was at 1 cm 75% effaced. Dr. Seeker wanted me to come back the next day since I was having somewhat regular contractions. So Tuesday rolls around I'm barely at a 2 and 85%. So Wednesday morning my contractions turned painful. I go in around noon to get checked out and they send me upstairs to be monitored and see if its "Active Labor." I was thinking Active Labor? Isn't painful contractions active??!! At around 8ish that night they decided to admit me to Labor and Delivery wanting to monitor me over night just in case. Everyone was waiting for my water to break. ONLY on mild pain meds through VERY intense contractions for over 24 hours was exhausting. Thursday morning I still didn't know if they were going to send me home or officially admit me bc I was still at a "Barely 2." Around 10ish I think, I don't remember bc of my pain level, a nurse came in and started to prep the room for delivery and Dr. Seeker broke my water. My pain level went from what I thought was a 10 to well over 20!! haha!! I had made it to a "Tight 3" and an hour later we discussed Epidural. I wanted to wait because I was afraid it would slow down the process of dilating. (Since I was already having a hard time with that). Around 3 Dr. Seeker came in and was very sentimental about everything and was very concerned it just wasn't happening. So By 4 pm we decided a C-Section was the best option. So we bypassed an epidural and got a spinal block. Talk about INSTANT relief!! <br />
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Everything happened SO FAST!! Ladd couldn't come into the OR right a way and that's when I got super nervous. I was so convinced that something was going to go wrong. After a minor panic attack, Ladd shows up. I just remember even though I couldn't physically feel it, I felt VERY exposed when they were prepping me. So Ladd shows up about the time the warming blankets do, at this point I was shaking uncontrollably. Within minutes our Blessing arrives!! Unlike my C-section with Greyson, I was awake and coherent the WHOLE time! I remember everything! haha! <br />
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The reason why Emma wouldn't come vbac was bc the cord was wrapped around her several times not allowing her to drop properly which would have helped with dilation. <br />
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So after staying 4 days in the hospital we made it home. I didn't want to leave for the fear of Massive surgery and 2 children probably didn't mix well, so we stayed an extra day. Greyson and Braelyn love their new sister and are CONSTANTLY fighting over who likes her more and who can hold her next. I was hoping the new would wear off with them but at almost 4 mths old its still an on going battle with those two! <br />
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Thank God my mom and Ladd was here to help. I milked the whole "I have a 6 inch incision" all I could!! Haha But seriously its hard to keep up with 2 kids and a newborn and being disabled like that. I told Ladd the next time we have a baby we need to plan on it coming around fall time, when the other kids go back to school. </div>
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Ladd had recently accepted a new job with Baker Hughes which put him away for unknown amounts of time and being home for unknown amounts of time. Its a GREAT opportunity for him so he can move up the ladder and also for our growing family. So of course this new job has basically made me a Single Stay at Home Mom, which I don't mind at all bc I absolutely LOVE my children, but I have NO clue how other women do it, especially if they don't have family to help out. I know I wouldn't have made it through summer with out the help of my mother in law, my parents and the occasional Ladd. You know since I have a 5 yr old that acts like a teenager and an adorable 3 yr old who's smile just melts your heart which allows her to get away with murder, it gets super difficult. Three kids and playing "Single Mom," takes multitasking to a WHOLE new level!! <u></u></div>
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moehnke.est.2009http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052596580782654407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7555272512198460287.post-82801257081013358812014-04-11T20:15:00.003-07:002014-04-11T20:15:55.296-07:00And So IT Begins...Its been over a week since I last posted. To catch you up, Greyson's T-Ball team is doing very well. Each practice and game they are getting so much better and really catching on and learning new things. They have about a week and half before their next game so I have been really focusing on getting ready for Baby M.<br />
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Last Saturday, the 5th, my amazingly talented friend from college, Blaire, took my maternity photos. She only posted a few to her Facebook page as sneak peaks but I will get the disk soon with so much more on it!! Her page is Sweat Pea Photography by Blaire. Check her out if you are in the Houston area and wanting GREAT pictures!!<br />
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Tuesday night Ladd went back to work in Houston for 2 weeks. Tuesday afternoon I had a Doctors appointment to check on the progress of the baby and see if there was any action. The ultrasound showed Baby M is doing GREAT! She is going to petite with long legs(measuring at 2 wks ahead) and big lips weighing about 6 1/2 pounds!! In the ultrasound you could see her already "taking breathes" as the nurse said. She said this is a good indicator she is ready!! :) Her head is right on with how many weeks I am (36). Which says a lot considering Greyson AND Braelyn's heads always measure a good 2-3 ahead and low and behold they were born with big noggins. So after the doctor checked me I was at a 1.5 and about 10% effaced meaning NOT QUITE yet but within the next week or two. At this point I had already started the dreaded Braxtin Hicks contractions just randomly here and there. In comparison with Greyson and Braelyn, these started about a week or so before they were born. After telling the doctor this he basically told me not to wait till my water breaks to come in. If the contractions started on a regular interval and progressed into painful to come in with out hesitation bc she is so petite and the other two weren't AND bc 3rd babies are a breeze. </div>
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Well with that being said, yesterday (Thursday), while eating out lunch with my mom with a planned Hobby Lobby trip, I started to have contractions. Nothing to write home about bc they were NOT painful and only lasted 10-15 secs and 2 minutes apart. Well after about 30 minutes they started to get painful and the pain wrapped around to back. Freaking out bc I didn't want to drop the baby in the middle of the restaurant, I decided to call the doctor and went in to get checked. AND of course by the time I was hooked up to the monitors the actual contractions stopped but the pain remained. The nursed called it, 3rd Baby Syndrome. Where my abdominal muscles have already been stretched out by 2 babies allowing the baby to move down quicker causing my "lady parts" to contract which can be painful. So after walking for an hour and being rechecked, no change, BUT I did move up to a 2!! WHOOP!! So my paranoia got the best of me but it never hurts to be safe than sorry. So now being the next day, I am SUPER sore and my hips hurt. Basically it feels like I did a million crunches and lifted a ton with my back!! So Ladd is praying the baby holds out for at least another week so he wont have to take off work. Ill be 37 weeks on Sunday, so I am hoping she holds out a little longer too. But the anticipation and un-comfortableness is KILLING ME!! I have a feeling it will be the end of next week. EASTER WEEKEND!! :) I go back to the doctor on Tuesday for my weekly visits now, so we will see if she is wanting to come as bad as everyone else wants her too!!</div>
moehnke.est.2009http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052596580782654407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7555272512198460287.post-53675522051718408372014-03-31T15:26:00.003-07:002014-03-31T15:26:27.053-07:00Annual River Trip to BastropSo this past week Ladd has been camping on the Colorado River right outside Bastrop. This has been an annual thing for his family and has been since way before Ladd. While he was out roughing it (no running water or electricity) I stayed back in Taylor to take kids to school and T-Ball practices/games. Friday Greyson was let out of school early so we went straight out there bc during the week he was having a hard time with not being out there too.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">When it was game time I met the other coach at pitchers mound to discuss game plan. She failed to tell me the way she plays is once the ball in fielded (on defense) hold it up to call time, which pauses the game not allowing the runner to run past one base. I had two players who hit the ball way past the infield (a dbl without errors) but couldn't get past first bc the ball was fielded and held up, thus pausing any game play. My team on the other hand has been practicing throwing to first after fielding the ball and continue to play. I had no idea about the "hold it up to call time" rule. So mid-game we learned to accommodate so we didn't have the bases emptied on us every batter. After the game we (the coaches) decided to go ahead and do what we have taught them and if its over thrown at first base, THEN we would hold the ball up to call time. The other way wasn't teaching them anything other than to call time. They weren't playing ball.. In the end we had 17 runs with only 2 outs against us. I would say it was a pretty successful game played considering it was our first. Those little guys loved every minute of it! </span><br />
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After correcting him a MILLION times on how his hands should be on the bat (from right handed) we decided that maybe the way he was holding it was easier (which was left handed). So the coach that helped with batting, Brad, suggested lets put him on the left handed side and see how he does. Well low and behold he whacks the ball EVERY time! Way better than from the right side. YAY! My boy is a left handed hitter.. WHOOP!</div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span>moehnke.est.2009http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052596580782654407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7555272512198460287.post-54815227499659719652014-03-16T20:44:00.000-07:002014-03-16T20:44:15.994-07:00Holy Guacomole!! Holy Cow its been over two years since I last posted!! You know the 2 kids thing kind of side tracks you from the cyber world! Well in a Nutshell here is what has happened in the past year or so...<br />
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1.) In the beginning of 2012, Ladd and I started to house hunt. After many out bids and lost dream homes, we decided to build at the end of the summer. We found the perfect location/lot that backed up to a nature preserve. To me it felt like Country in the city bc at night you heard the coyotes and bull frogs and it would have been PERFECT for Riley and Dakota.<br />
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2.) Shortly after signing our lives away to start our home, Riley (Ladd's dog of almost 11 years) got sick. After a week of trying everything from steroids to antibiotics, the Vet ruled it as either a bleeding ulcer or Cancer neither of which would be easy to fix. We could have sent him to Texas A&M, run tons of tests, and still have no answers or cure. So Ladd made the decision to put him "down". While driving to Taylor to lay him to rest, I had to explain to Greyson what was going on, all the while Ladd is bawling. That was by far the hardest thing I have had to do is explain why God needed Riley so badly and why he wouldn't be with us any more while your husband is in tears. <br />
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To this day that little shit head of a dog, that NEVER stayed out the flower beds, that NEVER quit running, that could stare at a spec for HOURS, that could swim in place for HOURS, that could love on you and be the best lap dog ever, that destroyed your yard with trails, is missed so dearly. His gawd awful stinky collar hangs by the back door by his plaque and every now and then I will literally say out loud, "Dang Riley you STINK!!" I think its him reminding us not to forget about him :)<br />
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3.) On Feb 15th 2013 we signed on our house and moved in!<br />
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4.) Over the next few months I started my own business, LiveLaughLearn Preschool and without elaborating too much my life changed forever on May 6th. I am hoping with my new found free time (bc both kids are in school) I will write it all down so people can hear my testimony. Hoping I can remember it all because at times things were such a blur.<br />
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5.) In the midst of the chaotic storm, on August 22nd, we found out we were expecting little bundle of joy #3! At first I was SO sure it was twins bc I was the sickest I had ever been when pregnant. It was so bad I lost 30 lbs. in just 2 months! Thankfully right around 18 wks, I started feeling better and food was appetizing again! Mid December we found out we are having another girl, which Ladd's reaction wasn't as joyous as mine, his was more like, oh crap. Or his exact words, "oh Greeeaat". None the less we are thrilled! Baby M is expected to arrive May 5th. <br />
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6.) Around the beginning of November Ladd and I made the decision to sell our house and move close to family so I can have help with the kids while he is away at his new prospective job in the Oil Field. So over Christmas break we packed up and moved to Taylor, TX. Right around the corner from Ladd's parents and only 2 hrs from mine (which was 5 to Houston) <br />
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7.) Greyson is now going to Pre-K at St. Pauls Lutheran School here in Taylor and he is loving every minute of it (except nap "rest" time). Braelyn is in a Mothers Day Out program where she goes 3 days a week and she loves it too. She comes home so excited and tells me all about her day. And I may be bias but she is SO DARN cute carrying her back pack (which is almost as big as she is. I have no IDEA how she is so petite, she eats like a grown person, no lie).<br />
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8.) Just this month Greyson has started T-ball. His first game is this coming Saturday and he is too excited. He has been practicing with Ladd and I for a while now but he goes to his first official team practice tmrw. He cant wait to wear all his gear. I got him a matte finish Maroon helmet and he has been wearing it all over the house. He keeps saying he cant wait to hit a homerun like Tristan. OH did I mention I am the coach of his team!! We had a practice last Monday (which G missed) and I had a BLAST!! Ladd said I did extremely well and that he was amazed at how awesome my little 5/6 yr olds did! I cant wait for tmrw night!! <br />
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With all this being said, my goal is to this updated. HA! With Baby M arriving just over a month now, I cant guarantee any thing but maybe setting a weekly reminder will help! And since its been 2 yrs since Ive been on here they have changed everything up and now Im not quite sure how to download pics. .. :/ <br />
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<br />moehnke.est.2009http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052596580782654407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7555272512198460287.post-46865428792137907442011-09-25T21:39:00.000-07:002011-09-25T21:54:32.512-07:00Still playing Catch-up!!<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">FAMILY PICTURES AUGUST 2011</span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCTrXzcE5A4ZFQzQRFqWra1qZ9xW3t9kcr-P7a-R22LnbAprlpD0VQ6CfHsFhFjAeXdAQoM4O3WcDu2jay4SQ5zBoOTjNbVrCQ5ykMSCz8pi3vAsy2Sp85NRH0VFADyHmh8BXy7rTfEeVV/s1600/IMG_9487.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656526473374367602" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCTrXzcE5A4ZFQzQRFqWra1qZ9xW3t9kcr-P7a-R22LnbAprlpD0VQ6CfHsFhFjAeXdAQoM4O3WcDu2jay4SQ5zBoOTjNbVrCQ5ykMSCz8pi3vAsy2Sp85NRH0VFADyHmh8BXy7rTfEeVV/s320/IMG_9487.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicu4pDknbjW6D75CYjZbhbvy_ddHc74xbps67aR5VVDtUAv9qDFy8xlX3CI_irAIkzGannd2IonaKoYhTSNwJ0dMenfnZykEj0scQJkrl7A19or9P-VdtuniUNLGhDoKjIk7lKaRsXN3Ml/s1600/IMG_9516.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656518503084990754" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicPkQGIPCt62hXgYjpGpsUW3lX5vgEwvQC7uxl5ioTqgz_LKL_5X0k9VPnRiWFv7TiqjOzhzKFTz8vvi5SHtnxr-mUhxozsJrJkFMaE8AEA84_uXk_qoSqLsSOcYUuIVxiB_30HtvFioIO/s320/CIMG0482.JPG" /></a> I woke him up with a special surprise. A present and Mickey Mouse shaped pancakes!! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidmZl8zelbrS7StFf6lHbE5RfFyxR3ZwEDoFD5GEvlqzDMc3ESc2NtTnORG2n1aGfZuu_gYHG5YHMNxqBExm47ReoKwFb1DQDpZ5uPgooilmsTYHAZ2NQyaxuhzxkep-biKTvgvNwXFvZZ/s1600/CIMG0483.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656518419937336562" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidmZl8zelbrS7StFf6lHbE5RfFyxR3ZwEDoFD5GEvlqzDMc3ESc2NtTnORG2n1aGfZuu_gYHG5YHMNxqBExm47ReoKwFb1DQDpZ5uPgooilmsTYHAZ2NQyaxuhzxkep-biKTvgvNwXFvZZ/s320/CIMG0483.JPG" /></a>SUPER EXCITED ABOUT HIS PRESENT!!<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQNZbr3RDl2jdWAxD4bpnoA34XS1U_9ZIW1eqZbbWJFrk-cFqH4mg-4Lfox4XtVV1TMywfTshZec7EZtNzzo3Wo0NRAS5yes9ix0hyphenhyphenPmEOdLtvgvtbpLwi3XNhKGGm71rVMi9NDa58pbBd/s1600/CIMG0491.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656518418272827170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQNZbr3RDl2jdWAxD4bpnoA34XS1U_9ZIW1eqZbbWJFrk-cFqH4mg-4Lfox4XtVV1TMywfTshZec7EZtNzzo3Wo0NRAS5yes9ix0hyphenhyphenPmEOdLtvgvtbpLwi3XNhKGGm71rVMi9NDa58pbBd/s320/CIMG0491.JPG" /></a> I know its kinda weird but Greyson loves eating out of cool things. So I found these cool forks and spoon along with matching dishes like plates and bowls!!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgth0oaAR-mIPThMF_FppZJR21GbFTiQ0H_9Mptn5ShyFZqtD6n3PxNv2ckFOsEjcgJ_at9Ka6x436l3tzhOBhJC59YmaEYZ3aYtWkITNlUiYNl0W5KcZBk9_VpUP8kago0R06bGDdOXGc-/s1600/CIMG0492.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656518418012688642" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgth0oaAR-mIPThMF_FppZJR21GbFTiQ0H_9Mptn5ShyFZqtD6n3PxNv2ckFOsEjcgJ_at9Ka6x436l3tzhOBhJC59YmaEYZ3aYtWkITNlUiYNl0W5KcZBk9_VpUP8kago0R06bGDdOXGc-/s320/CIMG0492.JPG" /></a> He was THRILLED!!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdFDtqhFNAOf2HyQrJD932nCKhX-vIWAF8xHHa0T1R4ZR86fRww2CwhHRdtYquhKSuqx-vXd_Qmqfd6EZgRsyM3nKol2B9kaJ7JHsz_4Etan4SZUG8vsn5vW1jiQTU0MLwltqo1JoIjMo2/s1600/CIMG0494.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656518415979882786" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdFDtqhFNAOf2HyQrJD932nCKhX-vIWAF8xHHa0T1R4ZR86fRww2CwhHRdtYquhKSuqx-vXd_Qmqfd6EZgRsyM3nKol2B9kaJ7JHsz_4Etan4SZUG8vsn5vW1jiQTU0MLwltqo1JoIjMo2/s320/CIMG0494.JPG" /></a> Then we decorated a cake together. He wanted lots of sprinkles!!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV_JdIv0vr3GUqxB1wj4JeJIMU-HZ7Yccwpnb2paB3dRE_TxaxsTrp-YmQPPjvmb3Q3U5JFmlqFxDN0JaxwCTfWRhbryvuNSKcT46w3TKH8iXn8L7iHWrdO5Q6xK0Al5C-Xwthu3YR4eat/s1600/CIMG0496.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656518413198348434" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV_JdIv0vr3GUqxB1wj4JeJIMU-HZ7Yccwpnb2paB3dRE_TxaxsTrp-YmQPPjvmb3Q3U5JFmlqFxDN0JaxwCTfWRhbryvuNSKcT46w3TKH8iXn8L7iHWrdO5Q6xK0Al5C-Xwthu3YR4eat/s320/CIMG0496.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFUizs4TLHCdQGEvbsuEJ4MZYTyc698fdtRKZ0emdR-QYrz0nwAYRX0hb1v1VQM-FTXY85hxE5bgAOYBorRkar8T_nVCEwwnnzirD1ZUNuYna-aJrtJVda0I-oiMHBxCQISdebX7M0ENGn/s1600/CIMG0499.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 259px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656518117316631282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFUizs4TLHCdQGEvbsuEJ4MZYTyc698fdtRKZ0emdR-QYrz0nwAYRX0hb1v1VQM-FTXY85hxE5bgAOYBorRkar8T_nVCEwwnnzirD1ZUNuYna-aJrtJVda0I-oiMHBxCQISdebX7M0ENGn/s320/CIMG0499.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNLgxyXJk8GYS1JlBC0rKm4Nwq26UDN-zVAe0duu8moj-LToH5GNcMX9DZT-u-lWH8-sIoz_Tb-9sJfSZFaOiaSEHpkXNZCZMJ82sTQ022tZob3XMgWY6q_Cd7BQ4Wuw9WEoTl3EGNrho9/s1600/CIMG0501.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656518114700068658" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNLgxyXJk8GYS1JlBC0rKm4Nwq26UDN-zVAe0duu8moj-LToH5GNcMX9DZT-u-lWH8-sIoz_Tb-9sJfSZFaOiaSEHpkXNZCZMJ82sTQ022tZob3XMgWY6q_Cd7BQ4Wuw9WEoTl3EGNrho9/s320/CIMG0501.JPG" /></a>So I told Greyson to ACT like his was licking the cake. Guess he didnt understand the concept of acting.. He licked the cake!! <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656518109069703538" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM4mynsEsrUKb8SqzYe_8A7MS6ioZ9umVgTmGM9kJyRI3SBfXvyynShHaHR9c3X3nef7JpgcaY-HtKKxDHAtC0oVVu8e5l1zkMhyphenhyphen7E1GmY_eavI5hl0xniKhXG7eun4PWy8H7dhAM76uRC/s320/CIMG0504.JPG" /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhluVZfH7mHUi8Oy6cAn1ae7Ucj9ub7MHsWnPahseec65e5_rOcqWsKqgH1IplcKAgx4GQQjpy72AWQTQMytCJNoGQiRWhvqr79-xbyqUR_6Jb-nU6zupvuElLP8TL8hEXhyqHd6FlX7H0e/s1600/CIMG0503.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656518113329099602" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhluVZfH7mHUi8Oy6cAn1ae7Ucj9ub7MHsWnPahseec65e5_rOcqWsKqgH1IplcKAgx4GQQjpy72AWQTQMytCJNoGQiRWhvqr79-xbyqUR_6Jb-nU6zupvuElLP8TL8hEXhyqHd6FlX7H0e/s320/CIMG0503.JPG" /></a> <br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div>Because we had opened a present this morning while Ladd was at work, I had another present for him for when Ladd got home.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLzaFgFV_h-8nOy-NwwihO35nJUY43ukSg8EtNl_XUogzhD3boPbHqCtLZgGg5BgbifRjlOLVwcmwiu2XIQ2yrQzd5jVlw_U0lZJV4C_eViuhPugWOeP2BT1ULJKlnfGGPMQE4mjs0rcK5/s1600/IMG_0017.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656517778661064274" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLzaFgFV_h-8nOy-NwwihO35nJUY43ukSg8EtNl_XUogzhD3boPbHqCtLZgGg5BgbifRjlOLVwcmwiu2XIQ2yrQzd5jVlw_U0lZJV4C_eViuhPugWOeP2BT1ULJKlnfGGPMQE4mjs0rcK5/s320/IMG_0017.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDX3CYLc92KvCC8_gsCUVkwGm5aQVhYqHPJbkenMhf2wZR-YST78BajLFET2FVqs17fb21_RoaHE44Hv6n8YVvejWb-1myXSpZfi3UzJh9CWuhuBCeZu8ffFkA_sv8mnUGk802n3m9qQu4/s1600/IMG_0020.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656517774742976818" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDX3CYLc92KvCC8_gsCUVkwGm5aQVhYqHPJbkenMhf2wZR-YST78BajLFET2FVqs17fb21_RoaHE44Hv6n8YVvejWb-1myXSpZfi3UzJh9CWuhuBCeZu8ffFkA_sv8mnUGk802n3m9qQu4/s320/IMG_0020.JPG" /></a> <br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2lYwB8L3LzroN9K1shcZ9hQmAAhX4kO8GMcRHRnUiJKbumOSzulQs3C8ryennGhQG0OSiWY9K9zRxF2n777SjjfWwf3aeVthpQHYTmpMZ_32z72t_iaz3jzm08RQoNumAnBSaGJzrdj48/s1600/IMG_0023.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656517771447654610" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2lYwB8L3LzroN9K1shcZ9hQmAAhX4kO8GMcRHRnUiJKbumOSzulQs3C8ryennGhQG0OSiWY9K9zRxF2n777SjjfWwf3aeVthpQHYTmpMZ_32z72t_iaz3jzm08RQoNumAnBSaGJzrdj48/s320/IMG_0023.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8STH9YuD3deRCFtLOIrBhn4GQaUac9zE6XeSfg0XIYw6Dc0p5_VJvb2uhZ1SIuYNq-P51Wzt-_mYvf7wJQAnBfulpUfrfn0fspwrgdGtH1km21HcgjSHUpcBVRJNusGCu-LQB8LOTBwvm/s1600/IMG_0025.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656517771434987138" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8STH9YuD3deRCFtLOIrBhn4GQaUac9zE6XeSfg0XIYw6Dc0p5_VJvb2uhZ1SIuYNq-P51Wzt-_mYvf7wJQAnBfulpUfrfn0fspwrgdGtH1km21HcgjSHUpcBVRJNusGCu-LQB8LOTBwvm/s320/IMG_0025.JPG" /></a>He was so excited about his new Jammies he stripped down and put them on right there!!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div></div><br /><p align="justify">Earlier today, Britany, my brothers girlfriend, came over and we went to Babies-r-us and Target and registered. It was so much fun going through all the baby stuff again and getting to register for frivulous things!! Then we came home and kinda picked out everything for the baby shower!! Its going to be so stinky cute I CANT WAIT!! :) EEEK!! Now I am super exhausted so I am going to bed :) </p>moehnke.est.2009http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052596580782654407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7555272512198460287.post-86757039678272313392011-09-25T16:32:00.001-07:002011-09-25T20:45:29.817-07:00Game Day Ags!!Yesterday Ragan, me and the kiddos all packed up and headed to College Station. On our way on 290 traffic was abnormally thick. When we approached the exit for Hwy 6 going to CS traffic was backed up considerably. There were a few times where we were sitting at a complete stop. Took us about 5 minutes to go about a mile!! The picture isnt really that good but you can see the traffic backed up in both lanes if you look close enough.<br /><br /><div><br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqeKotewSo_XNgV3STKy6cLYoJE1CwCGuFG2ydksLq5JsHNBcZe9HWsLdDiTjX4cP6Q5DmBvUTK-y3fTZ6ksCNARlaeXRbNMfSKR2hee_r45R-h25IKht6wFk7JcmG0-7_UqIhLZ1kCiQQ/s1600/IMG_0212.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656445217337437234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqeKotewSo_XNgV3STKy6cLYoJE1CwCGuFG2ydksLq5JsHNBcZe9HWsLdDiTjX4cP6Q5DmBvUTK-y3fTZ6ksCNARlaeXRbNMfSKR2hee_r45R-h25IKht6wFk7JcmG0-7_UqIhLZ1kCiQQ/s320/IMG_0212.JPG" /></a>Then while we were out and about hitting up various tent sales, Kinley was EXHAUSTED!! The vent was blowing right on her making her hair "blow in the wind".. It was HILARIOUS!! No matter what this child is doing she will crack you up!! :)<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656445219378618898" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge2W1c5xWkH425e3mqT32IEpd98aoDcIKOfXaBTR5I3GX3WjKK-TwKee62hvhyphenhyphenD1eF2eCJ0sl7wIRQCDRfkOVC-bwwioukn6PsQWtddy5QpRoDROt1Tcvpkt8txehRkcDCOzspbDk_tNKp/s320/IMG_0214.JPG" />This was Braelyn's first game day in College Station. We tried so hard to make step off but we were slightly out numbered with kids so time seemed to disappear!! Despite that I had to dress her up!! A white tutu and a TAMU onsie with a cute bow!! :) If Ladd was home he would have KILLED me!! But none the less she looked super cute and I got some good pictures of it!!<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656508609596385314" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpvjHPWJ4l_6yIj44f-80uHkkF8GZdDoq4NkcMAG27aTjS1okPxPfO6hyyq50oDdH-hh2l38in0c3a7-EaEQtTqUAqhb1dd7ksTEiV_X0yapsDISsck6BXkzj3-792Jdk5s9rd-MHSYRtd/s320/IMG_0208.JPG" /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656509053121275106" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiyGItksxIovuULXrCkA3LpPcgBghoIYXBLJLsq8niXhP2Ifw8AEkyrf3XI9rhWu7QRR9u8RxeY6k1lb1_iUdTsnpu-N02ZTHPBsc1C2-eJGH1K_7TFYP9EpnnN6wxRyCvlHLatRzmfSSS/s320/IMG_0207.JPG" /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7nyQ5ziBzFrQDaJMC2EjoqPejXDOm41gXVVYOQUW9AdGMYX93Zlb44bzWtv0YuMw0N-0P6DkQO54qMvrhNhGdr4lpuGifPLX-pa08z1sRLGRcU81Tk6sR_NWt-a9ZKf0jLfLScEiL1-so/s1600/IMG_0206.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656445118797906338" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7nyQ5ziBzFrQDaJMC2EjoqPejXDOm41gXVVYOQUW9AdGMYX93Zlb44bzWtv0YuMw0N-0P6DkQO54qMvrhNhGdr4lpuGifPLX-pa08z1sRLGRcU81Tk6sR_NWt-a9ZKf0jLfLScEiL1-so/s320/IMG_0206.JPG" /></a>AAAAAANNND..... about 5 minutes later she craps all over it and it was the end of that outfit. :(</div></div>moehnke.est.2009http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052596580782654407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7555272512198460287.post-78548053953365905422011-09-23T12:52:00.000-07:002011-09-23T13:08:31.103-07:00Rolling on the Floor LMAO!!<div align="justify">Ok so yesterday was when I discovered this unusual event. Greyson has been pottied trained for almost a year now, being accident free going on 3 months. Well yesterday he came up to me and said he had to potty and I asked if he needed help and he sternly said no. Well about 5 minutes later I was wondering what was going on so I peeped my head in and saw the most unusual sight. I thought maybe he had fallen in so I went and picked him up and made sure he was ok. Well he said he wasnt done and for me to get out. Well a few minutes later I peep in again and he has "fallen" in again. Thats when I realized he is laid back in the toilet like its a lounge chair. After I asked what he was doing he said this is how he does it everyday <-- Thats the new word he uses for explaining EVERYTHING! Everyday or yesterday. Anyways, I couldnt keep from laughing so hard I cried. I got a good video of asking him all kinds of questions. But pictures can say a 1000 words!! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQb-7fTUEdOwOcOIiryeo0T-1spNqt0KhVoK2pt3K4dK4K7XWCvJfIMPf5q1Vt6O4Q-SsthxnftW1VfvUB-1DCFHq6De8S9L9Yi3UGGJOy6MKulq5IirRgIg76jwrCebzX0GuSRRvpfmlA/s1600/IMG_0199.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655646591332475970" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSdqaXS7a-KmGsF3eh5oZxSMGe7dBToJ0BXtCoKf0oxikFmiucJvZflzJ_lcE45fvom7SGikZ6-xw5Ccx7kcyjFHYXiVmrNtnCcIfV9gNSv7lzpw-QIIVZJ5BYSlk0_XzDn2zSSHxxp_HT/s320/IMG_0198.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655646596458871186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQb-7fTUEdOwOcOIiryeo0T-1spNqt0KhVoK2pt3K4dK4K7XWCvJfIMPf5q1Vt6O4Q-SsthxnftW1VfvUB-1DCFHq6De8S9L9Yi3UGGJOy6MKulq5IirRgIg76jwrCebzX0GuSRRvpfmlA/s320/IMG_0199.JPG" /></a>When he gets out his entire bottom is wet. And the craziest thing!! He flushes while he is in there. I asked why and he said thats how he cleans his hinny!! Isnt that what a "bide" is?? How and where did he learn to do this? And how does he know that flushing a toilet with his bottom in it will clean his hinny. Seriously?? Is my kid that smart to figure out something like this or just picking up on things I dont know he is watching on TV. Which is Disney channel 98% of the time..!! </div>moehnke.est.2009http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052596580782654407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7555272512198460287.post-32806937029273152322011-09-22T11:44:00.000-07:002011-09-23T14:04:21.192-07:00Kids say the Darnest things!!<div align="justify">Yesterday Greyson was being silly and I caught Braelyn watching him and smiling so big!! You can definitely tell she is loving her big Brother!! </div><br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfr9sUZFrqtHYzEUJ-b25f_fHRidfOlS2Y6LBd9zJLcx51B-DnDxOiOEPvmhZzgCf4LOv-zxzp1bBdCWVD0mR6TPeQ6FHTTt4weli-Nroy0OHPu9rg8zzEy_SlnJkkM5ZsjuBihK46Wa74/s1600/IMG_0189.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655256936277944322" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfr9sUZFrqtHYzEUJ-b25f_fHRidfOlS2Y6LBd9zJLcx51B-DnDxOiOEPvmhZzgCf4LOv-zxzp1bBdCWVD0mR6TPeQ6FHTTt4weli-Nroy0OHPu9rg8zzEy_SlnJkkM5ZsjuBihK46Wa74/s320/IMG_0189.JPG" /></a>As I was cooking dinner last night, apparently Greyson went to use the potty in our bathroom. He came out a few minutes later holding this. He first came into the kitchen and asked, "Whats this mommy." Without looking I said, "I dunno?" (I was frying potatoes) Then Ladd pokes his head around the corner and said, "Yeah mommy, whats that?" Thats when I looked and found Greyson holding an open tampon!! Haha.. Not knowing what to say I laughed in panic. I finally played it off and said, "Well Greyson what do YOU think it is?" He gave an elaborate explaination and eventually put it in his ear. Haha.. Kids.. Where does he learn this stuff at!! <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655256937543987826" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0lof4ZEPQG0TGE5nDKAT0PC5SEmKouzRkGxmYu_Kd57MUqSLefIezA6ucp6PFeXkbjdiPUwM7Y_My15iSH3lDRFeWMyiMdySoUh3uV0NfkSh35MYTMeBxO0eyU5fXMzasUwJHHaE-43Xx/s320/IMG_0190.JPG" /></div>moehnke.est.2009http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052596580782654407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7555272512198460287.post-41671869856393426322011-09-22T11:36:00.000-07:002011-09-22T11:43:55.450-07:00Dove Hunting<div align="center">While we were at my parents house the first weekend of September (opening Dove season) Ladd took Greyson hunting for the first time. After discovering Ladd's old BB gun was too big we went out and got him a Youth BB gun, one that he could shoot. All I know he looked too darn cute!!<br /></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNBTZtsrMp9L5WXBOqdTQFXf9OTKpzTjIH07b7K_4oOddTf0x00atFhgamCtur1vqAyPr9h2qT9Y5cMllNc5WEMbCF3L54dJQF0KLqBbAdTkL01Anbo2w0aTb72hLTBNjIVen0VHqihyphenhyphenUK/s1600/IMG_0195.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655254835619769522" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNBTZtsrMp9L5WXBOqdTQFXf9OTKpzTjIH07b7K_4oOddTf0x00atFhgamCtur1vqAyPr9h2qT9Y5cMllNc5WEMbCF3L54dJQF0KLqBbAdTkL01Anbo2w0aTb72hLTBNjIVen0VHqihyphenhyphenUK/s320/IMG_0195.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggBJfBuV_e0F0PGcRs7CX7Oc6s9OLzFv6as-2J5BmoSIggMyi0LCtHGBHLTq6t4u-WOA_mPI-TNfMjBc7O9g9p3ssqSoaySnVeRU2g_Jw8ewhiIfNp3HbwTGB0TYWvBkEwASYY2_CPV_6m/s1600/IMG_0194.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655254830910503586" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggBJfBuV_e0F0PGcRs7CX7Oc6s9OLzFv6as-2J5BmoSIggMyi0LCtHGBHLTq6t4u-WOA_mPI-TNfMjBc7O9g9p3ssqSoaySnVeRU2g_Jw8ewhiIfNp3HbwTGB0TYWvBkEwASYY2_CPV_6m/s320/IMG_0194.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div>Ladd said he was a good bird dog!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhppNfgCrSlEavnhRon4nxQINaG-JHWYW26QdnHnTyaq8pbdgmeWzCb-lX6HQXHfAx1nBdyK51LhYWgXhNiEkflX2aGtfuSQwkBvXlc0AouanRIvZxsBIYYzjNmOG3-PxTtkfcUUDvL6s_/s1600/IMG_0193.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655254827672172786" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhppNfgCrSlEavnhRon4nxQINaG-JHWYW26QdnHnTyaq8pbdgmeWzCb-lX6HQXHfAx1nBdyK51LhYWgXhNiEkflX2aGtfuSQwkBvXlc0AouanRIvZxsBIYYzjNmOG3-PxTtkfcUUDvL6s_/s320/IMG_0193.JPG" /></a> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655254972280059666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimZJgZ2ugvTgJFvdWcohYBoS6U-pLqiNMmOwP7aDg0U4yNN21whAWk112zEy-KlY1CRIHcOzcS1uY44oDN8xjN9nXhqUNNx_6vvsqMY5rWFgJgcHbXkAnZZ0zAWfukeBlkaZVOo6u0l4qI/s320/IMG_0106.JPG" />When I went hunting with Ladd, he let me shoot at the birds the second half of the hunt. I know the bruise is a little low on my shoulder but thats from after I shot and the kick from the gun (that wasnt place tightly on my shoulder) placed the butt lower. None the less I had fun and am proud of my bruise. Lets just say I didnt limit out.. haha!!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div><br /></div>moehnke.est.2009http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052596580782654407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7555272512198460287.post-70155029062756130682011-09-22T10:51:00.000-07:002011-09-23T14:03:54.732-07:00In a Nutshell.. Part 2<div align="justify">In the past 2 months I have been SO busy. With Braelyn being here I feel like everytime I turn around Im either calling the Pediatrician or in the doctors office!! First, when Braelyn was about 3 weeks old we took Greyson to his favorite spot, Memorial City indoor PlayPlace. While playing Greyson managed to jump down wrong and hurt his ankle/foot. We didnt take him to the doctor right away thinking it was just a "at the moment" hurt. Well the next morning he was still not walking and couldnt put any pressure on it. So I had to take him to the doctor by myself!! It was an interesting sight walking into the doctors office. A nearly 3 year old on one hip and an infant carrier in the other hand. Then to add to it they sent us down the street for an X-ray!! So Dr. Leonhardt wrapped Greyson's foot with a "soft cast" type thing and he wore it for a few days, until we had result from the X-ray. </div><br /><div align="justify"><br /></div><br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqxjltdEYb_Bxt4nvw2z9NV0Rw5Po2OgmADn3u9ngVpp9pEiPWAWF04RE__cX95aojLSwUxOCJqyLGROWtslOWSTtKfqfRze4EbFMAiOmIBsBWzjFu5FaoLUWEBlxTDtLoWyD_nDBQBq7q/s1600/IMG_0002.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 239px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655246215163853058" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqxjltdEYb_Bxt4nvw2z9NV0Rw5Po2OgmADn3u9ngVpp9pEiPWAWF04RE__cX95aojLSwUxOCJqyLGROWtslOWSTtKfqfRze4EbFMAiOmIBsBWzjFu5FaoLUWEBlxTDtLoWyD_nDBQBq7q/s320/IMG_0002.JPG" /></a></div><br /><div align="justify"><br /></div><br /><div align="justify">It took him 2 weeks and a pool party to get him to walk on it again!! It was the hardest 2 weeks EVER!! While all this was happening my sweet baby girl was beginning to get a rash on her neck in her fat rolls. It didnt get bad till after I took a 4 hour road trip to Rockwall to see my Grandmother. I once again called the pediatrician and she prescribed a powder and cream. When this didnt work I had to take her in on August 29th because it was so painful looking!! So after taking her off breakmilk for a week and put on soy it still didnt work but it wasnt getting any worse. So for the first weekend in September we went to my parents house for my mom's birthday and labor day. After a week of no change I figured it wasnt my breastmilk that was causing the rash so I decided to half it with soy for her bottle. Well around 1030 when I went to change her diaper I noticed there was an awful raised rash COVERING her body!! I freaked out thinking she was going to stop breathing any minute from an allergic reaction. So off to the ER it was. Turns out the proteins in my breastmilk made her develop Eczema!! After adjusting the formula to nutrium based formula (no milk proteins at ALL) she is doing much better with the help of cortizone and Aquaphor.</div><br /><div align="justify"><br /></div><br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFG4zRtyV9eqe9XN-FgPorXC11CSwxPEa0FMrvjxGDUEAJbjdahLc5LKHfrncQAMxmdJGw_jYLHZzNE1ogW_3HB1TGdFaK4qtYqKJPGzYnbAAtdv50wp5UTSAT1w0BckKvsvCeGzOzlMu5/s1600/IMG_0080.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 239px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655250789943681234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFG4zRtyV9eqe9XN-FgPorXC11CSwxPEa0FMrvjxGDUEAJbjdahLc5LKHfrncQAMxmdJGw_jYLHZzNE1ogW_3HB1TGdFaK4qtYqKJPGzYnbAAtdv50wp5UTSAT1w0BckKvsvCeGzOzlMu5/s320/IMG_0080.JPG" /></a><br /></div><br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY80p-crjZ2bOmWLfBXJHvIdXiJFhuCbhH2CT4T8osMf_tqw8oF3ueAHqXeKcz_LFI_oUeaZ9VtZKegxrswi37fQEyhEqX7Kr9CbYo-P-uigJLV56cbda005ZVs7MdxweSs1mTO2bRiGEv/s1600/IMG_0083.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 239px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655250786443526498" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY80p-crjZ2bOmWLfBXJHvIdXiJFhuCbhH2CT4T8osMf_tqw8oF3ueAHqXeKcz_LFI_oUeaZ9VtZKegxrswi37fQEyhEqX7Kr9CbYo-P-uigJLV56cbda005ZVs7MdxweSs1mTO2bRiGEv/s320/IMG_0083.JPG" /></a><br /><br /></div><br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeDrrDeeoeUsFGLPs-E2P8QMovH-FvsSeULGCj2PqIwOuzmxYqIvDSPb4EdjrGTd1Q1K7bB36xEwYhr2T7Sk1skK5dtnMW5s0BuzHls0D4FjpsG6q6QKfmqoMX-moQ4au2PBQXDuMyHjS9/s1600/IMG_0082.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 239px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655250780992320146" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeDrrDeeoeUsFGLPs-E2P8QMovH-FvsSeULGCj2PqIwOuzmxYqIvDSPb4EdjrGTd1Q1K7bB36xEwYhr2T7Sk1skK5dtnMW5s0BuzHls0D4FjpsG6q6QKfmqoMX-moQ4au2PBQXDuMyHjS9/s320/IMG_0082.JPG" /></a><br /><br /></div><br /><div align="justify">Greyson had fun at my Aunt Sandra's house. Uncle Jerry and Greyson became best buds!! I think the huge "tractor" played a factor and the massive box of Gold Fish!! haha none the less I was able to help/see my grandmother and Greyson was able to play and have fun!</div>moehnke.est.2009http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052596580782654407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7555272512198460287.post-89260178283155658722011-09-22T09:21:00.000-07:002011-09-22T09:34:37.056-07:00Braelyn's 2 month Pictures.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpXQ5h5E0S2ybRJXg7EACjdhbS7AkdBsay_h2ClD71jZ7LLaR9jDJnBS35U1L02vsHXfVDiQY3YcGO7v2gPY4FqdRMdi8q2CAlvJd50-SU9CpGFSXvGHID88haRyV35p14Cba-iJZM18uC/s1600/DSC_0397.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655222945645113858" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpXQ5h5E0S2ybRJXg7EACjdhbS7AkdBsay_h2ClD71jZ7LLaR9jDJnBS35U1L02vsHXfVDiQY3YcGO7v2gPY4FqdRMdi8q2CAlvJd50-SU9CpGFSXvGHID88haRyV35p14Cba-iJZM18uC/s320/DSC_0397.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcBBzWvvmkFvNa5V1wVSDsoiqTIVk_rHSQkP-sQxiy9YxVSo1mYe5lDrirAcjVJ6ckdVyjpN7DV6JjuJnoTPE1mov2LSMc_0MLh5vMhd95Bs2UAp5Y3x2JWQ9FNJRMQZTLe1Bea8NNxs0m/s1600/DSC_0394.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655222940040979170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcBBzWvvmkFvNa5V1wVSDsoiqTIVk_rHSQkP-sQxiy9YxVSo1mYe5lDrirAcjVJ6ckdVyjpN7DV6JjuJnoTPE1mov2LSMc_0MLh5vMhd95Bs2UAp5Y3x2JWQ9FNJRMQZTLe1Bea8NNxs0m/s320/DSC_0394.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv9m0c134OC1TcX1bCMZ7WBXDYFT8XMa1DaGM8dEaLkj9D7dhY_XxE0eiw8a_6Zrne-dhZFvON6ryB_N3bJTVOvPHej4e5RbKTzHorX2bVJdkSser-OkZZr6BMugcJN_adUCoB8JAMbF_R/s1600/DSC_0368.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655222942103451458" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv9m0c134OC1TcX1bCMZ7WBXDYFT8XMa1DaGM8dEaLkj9D7dhY_XxE0eiw8a_6Zrne-dhZFvON6ryB_N3bJTVOvPHej4e5RbKTzHorX2bVJdkSser-OkZZr6BMugcJN_adUCoB8JAMbF_R/s320/DSC_0368.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd22UCDqqLPJMb2QOeqQwJjhs9A8o975kb-L3o7-KSULp4u045G1kmxpIct-LeVEy1c7Z6n2baDJWIXbNp4T9dyo_ygsR4uo5NM7RPfJ0oMeynVBht_ggbkzTlL0n4tzEKxNNrfVvnwm7Y/s1600/DSC_0330.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655222931347624322" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd22UCDqqLPJMb2QOeqQwJjhs9A8o975kb-L3o7-KSULp4u045G1kmxpIct-LeVEy1c7Z6n2baDJWIXbNp4T9dyo_ygsR4uo5NM7RPfJ0oMeynVBht_ggbkzTlL0n4tzEKxNNrfVvnwm7Y/s320/DSC_0330.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji5Z75vOgpyX7_nBMsA4VNr_nRtZm_I19bIIkCkE2sOl1ZlAtcaYJSqzAxSzLlRyUckO4I7gkc59DtsI0JgY3i-hWk3ZOLhXU5tlw_IB-iY9jQOGbSqV4d8TJ6IASjohBoOR6i3btwPqbD/s1600/DSC_0305.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655222708208835650" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji5Z75vOgpyX7_nBMsA4VNr_nRtZm_I19bIIkCkE2sOl1ZlAtcaYJSqzAxSzLlRyUckO4I7gkc59DtsI0JgY3i-hWk3ZOLhXU5tlw_IB-iY9jQOGbSqV4d8TJ6IASjohBoOR6i3btwPqbD/s320/DSC_0305.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY0jMkM8FbpBCShVuOr76nZSjnWfiCSsYDdRwsvYCPjENM8fxMqezhZLZzigtOVS07twy7HFwYoa11JoXTQ6YEQUTS0YsPczyFita_8g-C_qNVOdOlMOD21UdS8Mab78UUT-Pe4hoXL_qe/s1600/DSC_0268.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655222705521232962" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY0jMkM8FbpBCShVuOr76nZSjnWfiCSsYDdRwsvYCPjENM8fxMqezhZLZzigtOVS07twy7HFwYoa11JoXTQ6YEQUTS0YsPczyFita_8g-C_qNVOdOlMOD21UdS8Mab78UUT-Pe4hoXL_qe/s320/DSC_0268.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH-iopi7fE8qUKFCkI1DFVa6Dz-_QymsSvCCFnKxqHYkyZ4CQSilUUs5dimsL1Y3-CcT2sBnefbU3YG62Qp4ehEZ2Rc1idnQqVEsIPkyMQ00A6koxCk3o3I1Kz1AQj8K39zI5Q3jwHKpx8/s1600/DSC_0156.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655222700435795554" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH-iopi7fE8qUKFCkI1DFVa6Dz-_QymsSvCCFnKxqHYkyZ4CQSilUUs5dimsL1Y3-CcT2sBnefbU3YG62Qp4ehEZ2Rc1idnQqVEsIPkyMQ00A6koxCk3o3I1Kz1AQj8K39zI5Q3jwHKpx8/s320/DSC_0156.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>moehnke.est.2009http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052596580782654407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7555272512198460287.post-3351475345611915262011-09-21T23:32:00.000-07:002011-09-23T14:03:11.795-07:00In a Nutshell....<div align="justify">So its been a while!! Like over a YEAR!! WOW!! Well a few things happened since then. Our family grew to 4!! Braelyn Christine Moehnke was born on June 28, 2011 at 8:39 pm. Ill get into detail later!! Other things that have happened:<br /><br />September: Greyson turned 2, I got a GREAT job working with students, when we decided to TRY to have another babino!!<br /><br />October: Not much happened here other than we found out we were PREGNANT with BABY #2!!<br /><br />November: At Thanksgiving when our families huddled in a circle to give thanks about one thing we said, "We give thanks for the new addition arriving in July!!"<br /><br />December: Greyson had surgery on an Inguinal (sp) hernia. Christmas was bitter sweet. My dearly Loved Grandfather passed away a week before Christmas.<br /><br />January: Not much here other than getting a speeding ticket on my first day back to work.<br /><br />February: We had an ultrasound the day before my birthday. We had the Tech write down the sex and then we went out to dinner to celebrate my birthday, SEX of the baby, and valentines. We found out we were having A GIRL!!<br /><br />March: My job turned into a "Long Term" substitute position. Basically I replaced a teacher who retired so I finished out the year. 135 hormonal 8th graders made me very stressed and high strung!!<br /><br />April: 135 hormonal 8th grade students.... need I say more...<br /><br />May: My heart started to act funny so they put me on a monitor for 24 hours. Of course the entire time I was "hooked up" my heart acted normal. As soon as I took those itchy suckers off.. Guess what.. My heart flutters!!<br /><br />June: Last day of school. At 36 weeks we made an appointment for a scheduled c-section on July 1st for Lil' Miss Nugget bc she was already measuring FULL TERM!! BIG BABY!!<br /><br />June 19: Braxton Hicks contractions start. EVERY 5-10 mins and this goes on for 2 weeks!!<br /><br />For our next 2 Doctors appointments we were 'barely' dilated to a 2. No change after being miserable with contractions!!<br /><br />June 27: While having regular contractions, we have a doctors appointment. We are hooked up to the monitor and we sit for over an hour monitoring my contractions. I try sweet talking the Doctor to inducing me for a VBAC (Vaginal birth after Cesarean). She said no because of all the risks involved. The only way she would allow a VBAC is if I went into labor myself. She took one look at me and saw I was so miserable so she bumped up my scheduled C-Section to the next morning at 730 am!! **Later that day the doctor called to reschedule at noon because of conflicting appointments**<br /><br />June 28: 10:30 am- we arrive at the Hospital to be checked in for a C-section. I am escorted to my room to be prepped for surgery. After filling out all the paper work required for surgery, the nurse leaves to go get my fluids and medicine for the c-section. While she was gone (10:50) I started to have an intense contraction and Lil' Miss Nugget was NOT happy and started to move a lot!! Next thing I know I have a puddle btw my legs and I am looking at Ladd like like WTF just happened!!?? My exact words where "Um.. I think my water just broke." Ladd: "No way. You're kidding right? Lemme see.." and sure enough his face said it all!!<br /><br />11:30 am: I had convinced the doctor for a VBAC and I had internal monitors in me and an epidural just in case there was an emergency. After 45 minutes of sitting in a puddle I was glad I couldn't feel anything any more!<br /><br />Every time I was checked I had only progressed slightly. I was really hoping this wasn't another Greyson where we were stuck at a 4 and was sent to the OR. Around 5:15 ish the doctor came in to check me and I was still at a 4!! She said: " I have 2 c-sections. You have till the end of the 2nd one to progress or you're next in line." So about 3 hours to get somewhere right?<br /><br />A little after 7 I felt like my epidural was wearing off and I was freaking out because I didn't want to do this feeling EVERYTHING!! So the nurse came in and asked.. Do you feel pressure? as she was pushing my "Happy" button for more drugs!! I said yes because my epidural was wearing off. She smiled and left the room. A few minutes later the doctor shows up and asked to check me. As she was doing so I looked her in the face and said: " You better not say barely a 4!! " She gave me this smirk and said "Your complete" I guess I didn't believe her because I had to ask what does that mean. "your complete. Your a 10!!"<br /><br />At that moment I cried!! I did it!! I went from a 4 to a 10 in an hour and half!!<br /><br />I pushed for an hour and at 8:39 my dream of holding a "fresh" baby on my chest came true.. it was remarkable and words could and can not explain that moment!!<br /><br />Once we were able to think, Braelyn is a true blessing. She was stubborn and wanted to make her own debut on her own terms.!! If we hadn't rescheduled and then rescheduled again, we would had had a c-section. It was truly answered prayers!! It was a miracle!! If we didn't reschedule for noon or even scheduled for that day at all, my water would have broke at home or we would of had a c-section at 730 am..!! Thank you lord for conflicting appointments!! Truly a Miracle!!<br /><br />Though Braelyn is a sweet bundle of joy.. July and August were the HARDEST months of my life. Adjusting to 2 kids was fine but have an infant with colic and a rambunctious 2 yr old was so hard. I would be up all night with Braelyn then about the time the "gas" would subside, Greyson would be tapping on me.. "Mommy, I'm ready for breakfast" There were moments where I sat and cried because I couldn't do anything else, but cry with Braelyn.<br /><br />When a rash appeared on her neck we took her to the Doctor. She suggested no breast milk and try soy. We did, nothing happened. So on Sept 3 I mixed half breast milk and half soy because I had SOOOO much breast milk stored.. A few hours later we were in the ER because her body was covered in a raised rash.<br /><br />Come to find out our baby girl has an allergy to a milk protein which caused her to develop eczema. So now she is put a special nutrium formula because even soy had this particular protein she could be possibly allergic too. Lets just say she is a much happier baby and less gassy and sleeps!! yay!! But mommy is still on the "colic" schedule :( Hopefully soon everyone will be balanced out!!</div>moehnke.est.2009http://www.blogger.com/profile/09052596580782654407noreply@blogger.com0