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:)Christina: Phrases I'm sick of hearing, and my responses.
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Tuesday, June 22, 2010. Phrases I'm sick of hearing, and my responses. Wow, are you sure there's just ONE baby in there? Then I punch them in the face. With a sad, pathetic look on their face) Awwww, ANOTHER girl.well, maybe you can try again for a boy? Uh, we weren't 'trying' for a boy. We just wanted another child. Then I punch them in the face. When are you due again? Yeah, I had her last week. I'm just still a bit bloated. Then I punch them in the face. Then I punch them in the face. No, it's actuall...
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:)Christina: July 2010
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Wednesday, July 28, 2010. I'm not avoiding you. I just can't find the right words to describe the awesomeness of E-M's birth experience. Yes, she was born. Yes, I did it naturally, sans drugs, iv's, and yucky hospital gowns. Yes, it was the most beautiful experience of my entire life. No, I didn't punch John in the face. Yes, it was the most amazing experience of our, nearly eight year, marriage. Yes, The Girls LOVE their baby sister. Yes, life is perfect, to me. Links to this post. Monday, July 5, 2010.
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:)Christina: March 2010
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Tuesday, March 2, 2010. The next stranger that asks me how far along I am, gasps when I tell them, and proceeds to ask me if I'm having twins.is getting punched in the nose, hard! That, or I'm telling them it's twins so they'll feel sorry for me. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). My other cool sites:. View my complete profile. So the fish said. Faith, Family, and Friendships. Cool stuff to surf.
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:)Christina: December 2009
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Wednesday, December 9, 2009. A WARNING to all Expectant Fathers:. NEVER, I repeat, NEVER ask or say the following to your significant other, who is pg with your child:. Who ate all the queso? I only got a little bit when we opened the jar three days ago! On (insert any food the pg woman is eating like eggs, pancakes, peanut butter and tomato sandwich, apples.etc). Wow Honey, you can already fit into my pants? I am so tired.". My (insert any part of the human body) hurts.". Links to this post.
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:)Christina: May 2010
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Tuesday, May 25, 2010. Today, I would be holding you,. Snuggling you into my arm and calming your cry with my breast. Today, your Big Sisters would have fought over who got to help change you. Or pat your back into a burp. Today, your Daddy would have looked into your eyes and promised to love and protect you every day of his life. But on this day, your due date, you are singing us lullabies from Heaven. You were only in my womb for a few weeks, but every second felt like a minute. Every minute an hour.
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:)Christina: ...and then I punched him in the face
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Monday, July 5, 2010. And then I punched him in the face. Have you ever wanted something to begin, last forever, AND end at the same time? Last fall, I wanted this pg SOOOO very much to begin. Then, after a few scares over the holidays, I wanted it SOOOOO very much to last forever. Now, 9.5 months later, I SOOOOO can't wait for it to end. You better run, Dude! But that's not why I can't wait for this pg to end. I can't wait to dress them in matching dresses and hairbows. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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:)Christina: February 2010
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Thursday, February 25, 2010. Driving up the mountain. Today, on our way up the mountain to pick S-O up from school, this 45 second conversation ensued between Baby Rae (2yrs old) and I:. Mommy, I need my tap shoes. Hahahahahahaha! I mean BALLET shoes. Hahahahahah! I said tap shoes. Not my tap shoes, I need my ballet shoes so I can chasse' down the street (me:? Watch out for the bears, Mommy! Yes, the bears in the cave. Don't drive to the bears in the cave. I am thirsty. Can I have water? I don't even min...
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:)Christina: Joy comes in the afternoon...
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Friday, August 6, 2010. Joy comes in the afternoon. We are also Christians. We believe God has a plan and purpose for our life. Which means, sometimes our plans, preferences, and time lines are thrown out the window. We're ok with that because we know He will guide us through whatever journey, adventure or adversity we face along the way. In April 2007, we decided S-O needed a sibling. Four weeks later, after ONE real attempt at 'trying', BAM! Rae was born nine months later. Sunday, July 4th. The minute ...
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:)Christina: September 2009
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Tuesday, September 22, 2009. Today was going to be the day we surprised our friends and family. Today was going to be the day we posted the pic we took over the weekend of Baby Rae in S- O's. Big Sister' shirt and waited for everyone to figure out our good news. Today was going to be the day I added the video of my inlaws. Figuring it out' over the weekend to Facebook. Today was going to be THAT day. This too shall pass. God has a plan. It wasn't meant to be. Insert a number between 5 and 40). We are gra...
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:)Christina: August 2010
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Friday, August 6, 2010. Joy comes in the afternoon. We are also Christians. We believe God has a plan and purpose for our life. Which means, sometimes our plans, preferences, and time lines are thrown out the window. We're ok with that because we know He will guide us through whatever journey, adventure or adversity we face along the way. In April 2007, we decided S-O needed a sibling. Four weeks later, after ONE real attempt at 'trying', BAM! Rae was born nine months later. Sunday, July 4th. The minute ...
