tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55941469286265974502024-02-19T10:25:28.168-05:00life well lovedKimberlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03226147280439887587noreply@blogger.comBlogger378125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594146928626597450.post-87665462065923159642015-10-13T20:40:00.001-04:002015-10-13T20:40:45.809-04:00A month in, but a lifetime ahead<div><br></div><div><span style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">Here we are, a month into having 2 children with CF. A month in, but a lifetime of dealing with this lies ahead. It's chronic. It's there every single day. My girls will never get a break from taking medicine or breathing treatments. I'm admittedly still overwhelmed most days. Giving more than 20 doses of medicine per day between the two of them, fitting in the chest PT and breathing treatments every day, keeping the equipment sterilized after every use, assessing and managing the symptoms daily, going to the appointments, frequent trips to the pharmacy, communicating with the doctors, etc., and doing all of this on top of caring for a newborn, a 4 year old, and a household. I am tired. It's double the work, double the meds, double the emotions, double the doctors visits and trips to the pharmacy. But this is the hand I've been given and though I don't understand it and wish SO badly I could change it, I will press on and do everything I can do for my girls. </span></div><div><span style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">No matter how much work it is, how many doses of medicine I have to give in one day, or how physically/mentally/emotionally draining it is, I will do whatever it takes to keep them healthy. </span></div><div><span style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"><br></span></div><div><span style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">And on days when I feel weak and like I can't go on, I pray God will carry me through and give me the strength I need. One thing I know for sure, as long as I have breath, I will be by their sides holding their hands, helping them tackle this disease. </span></div><div><br></div><div> <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">My sister sent me this song the night we found out and its still just what I need to hear. </span></div><div><br></div><div>Just be Held - Casting Crowns</div><div><a href="http://youtu.be/tIZitK6_IMQ" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">http://youtu.be/tIZitK6_IMQ</a></div><div><br></div><div>These words echo in my head daily, "hold it all together, everyone needs you strong...life hits you out of nowhere and barely leaves you holding on." But "there's freedom in surrender, lay it down and just let go". </div><div>"Cause when you're on your knees and answers seem so far away, you're not alone, stop holding on, and just be held." </div><div><br></div>Kimberlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03226147280439887587noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594146928626597450.post-30329406324238006092015-09-12T17:10:00.001-04:002015-09-12T17:10:33.032-04:00Devastating news<div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">With tears of sorrow pouring down my face, I share our devastating news. Yesterday we found out that our sweet Mackenzie has Cystic Fibrosis too. I am shocked beyond belief. I whole heartedly believed after so many faithful prayers and careful consideration of our options, that she would not be affected. I am so very angry, so sad, and utterly heartbroken! I always knew there was a 1 in 4 chance but my faith was too great to ever believe it would happen again. It was so much easier to accept and embrace as a possibility before it was a burden cast on this sweet, innocent face in front of me. Now my heart cries out with so many questions, and so much hurt and disappointment. I don't even know how I am going to make it through this or manage all it requires to take care of TWO children with this disease. But my precious girls depend on me so, somehow, I have to find a way. This is even harder than the first time around. Please pray for us and </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">pray for a cure. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIis3xTfmjD9vHgOPXgPjfQTyfxnmEmlca8J8EaJtDpUBxqJNs3ZTLspmgkduLf32kOPC4rbtLSkwX6sk9eBhUSB2n_AaP-4M6f6MFHsXiu_b3k_ytHNP-YSXzCSPzVI2LqIwg9Gk7gHY/s640/blogger-image--976303687.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIis3xTfmjD9vHgOPXgPjfQTyfxnmEmlca8J8EaJtDpUBxqJNs3ZTLspmgkduLf32kOPC4rbtLSkwX6sk9eBhUSB2n_AaP-4M6f6MFHsXiu_b3k_ytHNP-YSXzCSPzVI2LqIwg9Gk7gHY/s640/blogger-image--976303687.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7iIF3P2w_dlLGKzF6NotEIHMztVcu3ETciUSheWCT35rDv8BGFpHRtVtn9EgdAD0nD2hxTHIZsnXXmVFmCxt-4WCU0tErhrscq7atyYml5nKGcYxnSydgVEXAdQ3xWSpWD0WEf8rCn_0/s640/blogger-image-1846727460.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7iIF3P2w_dlLGKzF6NotEIHMztVcu3ETciUSheWCT35rDv8BGFpHRtVtn9EgdAD0nD2hxTHIZsnXXmVFmCxt-4WCU0tErhrscq7atyYml5nKGcYxnSydgVEXAdQ3xWSpWD0WEf8rCn_0/s640/blogger-image-1846727460.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_arZpH2jQEYFhfPyKYg8Gy4-inSR-eLlAtTDexJw9BYDQnCcfYWSG8qonKjQdFGLG78MxAv146a_qBkUAAAZGNtyEwA8lv3JIfzGVS16qcRDL3cITFM0FNctUVLPgVUx3b4KBkYnDKnc/s640/blogger-image-1883103650.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_arZpH2jQEYFhfPyKYg8Gy4-inSR-eLlAtTDexJw9BYDQnCcfYWSG8qonKjQdFGLG78MxAv146a_qBkUAAAZGNtyEwA8lv3JIfzGVS16qcRDL3cITFM0FNctUVLPgVUx3b4KBkYnDKnc/s640/blogger-image-1883103650.jpg"></a></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></span></div>Kimberlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03226147280439887587noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594146928626597450.post-37952732622741622402015-08-27T10:06:00.001-04:002015-08-27T10:06:32.901-04:00First loose tooth!And just like that my 4 year old has lost her first tooth! She tells me she fell and hit her mouth on the wall at church which knocked it loose sooner than would be expected. Since it was a traumatic event, dentist wanted to check things out and went ahead and pulled it (it was only hanging by a thread anyway). Apparently the one next to it will be soon to follow! π Makes me feel a little sad to see those baby teeth go (I'll blame it on the hormones)! She did excellent at the dentist though! And is SO proud of her missing tooth!<div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG06Fw-I1G2Rh89Jz08UHxQIZEm05gF-Q_7Z-TgnD8zVNgMWqn66Nc6x8g7EWDmXZ0RR55QDvKjnqFEN0Uy1veH4ZgxYRhtIVG9GAfraHUJJoJX9Xjdy_wpff51BlSezFWGldHMRzNGv8/s640/blogger-image-1224724871.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG06Fw-I1G2Rh89Jz08UHxQIZEm05gF-Q_7Z-TgnD8zVNgMWqn66Nc6x8g7EWDmXZ0RR55QDvKjnqFEN0Uy1veH4ZgxYRhtIVG9GAfraHUJJoJX9Xjdy_wpff51BlSezFWGldHMRzNGv8/s640/blogger-image-1224724871.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpHRDOlqXYcQXydOY8ogCfKax_xQX_OH5o35BS8B0RuJ4KmrRUUX0ZIjVHNSMWGv0FrF1LrM6KGLuQ9y9yxvL7fTbe7YCkT0gqB-FvePgzLfDzabe8b_8h3HpFJwr93r1j6NR61g_VRNc/s640/blogger-image-42290410.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpHRDOlqXYcQXydOY8ogCfKax_xQX_OH5o35BS8B0RuJ4KmrRUUX0ZIjVHNSMWGv0FrF1LrM6KGLuQ9y9yxvL7fTbe7YCkT0gqB-FvePgzLfDzabe8b_8h3HpFJwr93r1j6NR61g_VRNc/s640/blogger-image-42290410.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbKA7zrvaZp6-Y0j7aU2YOAujvu5ZeVuu31u_OdGf8mdXjocA8KXRj24kPP9zwQTy0Gpid3s24R1LJDDqcJ7pyXivWwWqGU_MYmXVMiVKYbnfhlL_PtF1O_35oaB2bEkAAShmNmTWbK34/s640/blogger-image--1878826968.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbKA7zrvaZp6-Y0j7aU2YOAujvu5ZeVuu31u_OdGf8mdXjocA8KXRj24kPP9zwQTy0Gpid3s24R1LJDDqcJ7pyXivWwWqGU_MYmXVMiVKYbnfhlL_PtF1O_35oaB2bEkAAShmNmTWbK34/s640/blogger-image--1878826968.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD6C_O0cwcHMPV-TzO5ZPDNEL55QT6T9QfABuSEvI88jWWIKioZexLoU9pazEFJ2CmZG5aY2BdoaFlE_AKn06b1ialMJM0YLDM8AdhIlzxqTgxuhtLb1PT99wpEeUH_8aD6M73HpgtjBI/s640/blogger-image--1109049827.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD6C_O0cwcHMPV-TzO5ZPDNEL55QT6T9QfABuSEvI88jWWIKioZexLoU9pazEFJ2CmZG5aY2BdoaFlE_AKn06b1ialMJM0YLDM8AdhIlzxqTgxuhtLb1PT99wpEeUH_8aD6M73HpgtjBI/s640/blogger-image--1109049827.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoeVIA9MkXz_FLudfIdFD9veG7hF9gAWjfrzfA-IJ-myYzYGLGO7ezYS82VWvGlrjnJVAkybJA9RDVJABFZg6qB7PmRlxucu34pCgXsy6FUw8vj6k0xJ_lmvYZVLQRrkLOQH7S9VGACc8/s640/blogger-image--1015045713.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoeVIA9MkXz_FLudfIdFD9veG7hF9gAWjfrzfA-IJ-myYzYGLGO7ezYS82VWvGlrjnJVAkybJA9RDVJABFZg6qB7PmRlxucu34pCgXsy6FUw8vj6k0xJ_lmvYZVLQRrkLOQH7S9VGACc8/s640/blogger-image--1015045713.jpg"></a></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div>Kimberlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03226147280439887587noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594146928626597450.post-22687891794696232992015-08-21T00:01:00.001-04:002015-08-21T00:01:52.945-04:00Another baby girl on the way!I have not updated my blog in quite some time. But we are expecting our 2nd child, another sweet baby girl. Her name is Mackenzie Grace. I am 36 weeks today! I have been doing well and baby has been thriving. She is extremely active and has some impressive acrobatics going on inside my tummy. Daily we sit and stare at my belly mesmerized by her movements that stick out and roll around under my skin! Big sister Kelsie is so excited and already talks about how much she loves her sister! She thanks God for her and tonight her prayer went something like this : "God thank you for Mackenzie Grace and for putting her in Mommy's tummy and making her a girl". She has begun telling me lately, "mommy, I got just what I wanted...I got that baby girl in your tummy and that was just what I wanted and God gave her to us." She did pray for a baby sister long before I got pregnant, so I believe this is a great example of God's answer to prayer. <div><br></div><div>As we draw closer, I'm reminded of God's faithfulness and goodness. I'm reminded where we were a year ago and how discouraged we felt. We waited a long time and went through a lot to get to this point. Some know our story and many likely do not, but this decision - this child - is the result of many fervent prayers and a great leap of faith. (I'll share briefly because I believe this is God's work in us and His story to share.) After much prayerful consideration and pursuit of other options, this child was ultimately conceived naturally with the knowledge that like her sister, she too, may have Cystic Fibrosis. We still do not know the answer to that question and won't know until after she is born. We pray desperately that she does not but if she does, I know God will protect her, and He will hold us up and carry us through. And either way, I know God has a great plan and purpose for her life! We serve a good and Almighty God and we put all of our trust in Him. We know He is faithful and He hears our cries. Please pray with us for this precious child of ours!</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv6_raFrea3Mz5SWhNJTBMDi1XIHcM22yMnoYyeGbHV-SiVRV5aAuecL4UfyV4q7u4PW6waf5C1v1wxSmU9YMneR0tNCZN6oVp1vSQt8WARKVQxaCNY7hR29_tsx7Tbu22uUgJIcdw17s/s640/blogger-image-742717280.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv6_raFrea3Mz5SWhNJTBMDi1XIHcM22yMnoYyeGbHV-SiVRV5aAuecL4UfyV4q7u4PW6waf5C1v1wxSmU9YMneR0tNCZN6oVp1vSQt8WARKVQxaCNY7hR29_tsx7Tbu22uUgJIcdw17s/s640/blogger-image-742717280.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Savoring this last month of uninterrupted time with Kelsie as an only child! Pool time is our favorite this summer! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwlY2YtEsmQ7o667fWQ5AVeCW_wSB-g7FFkjv_M3q7NSiKo7Xzzv5TRD86aZJBFRHqqvf64-lcw_RmbDHq6p5gWBHs2qbtysWLJKBd8n6PrSyKsX5OkHMn-ZuzYvEh1eagnYdj03bCMOU/s640/blogger-image-680649303.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwlY2YtEsmQ7o667fWQ5AVeCW_wSB-g7FFkjv_M3q7NSiKo7Xzzv5TRD86aZJBFRHqqvf64-lcw_RmbDHq6p5gWBHs2qbtysWLJKBd8n6PrSyKsX5OkHMn-ZuzYvEh1eagnYdj03bCMOU/s640/blogger-image-680649303.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">8/17/15</div><br></div><br></div>Kimberlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03226147280439887587noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594146928626597450.post-62390304133320124982015-02-13T18:11:00.001-05:002015-02-13T18:11:26.288-05:00My ValentineI don't have enough words in my head to express the magnitude of what I feel in my heart for this sweet girl! π I never knew a bond could be so strong! We exchange more "I love you"s and kisses in a day than I ever expected. Nothing could have ever prepared me for this type of love. It's the greatest joy of my life!<div><br></div><div> We had such a wonderful day just being together <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">running errands, </span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">and sharing yummy Valentine sweets! </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTAPdrtgsOaghmV9kEHJM-X2qW0XCX3B4TOdrXHBMUh3K1D96bDn4kf2KhjCZmdRyHyTVPsbf5_XApn6KTzavd_GP9oohmucbqF18u43qeinttgqGF5egL1s8jLUYqLxyPDleCi69A19E/s640/blogger-image-149118189.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTAPdrtgsOaghmV9kEHJM-X2qW0XCX3B4TOdrXHBMUh3K1D96bDn4kf2KhjCZmdRyHyTVPsbf5_XApn6KTzavd_GP9oohmucbqF18u43qeinttgqGF5egL1s8jLUYqLxyPDleCi69A19E/s640/blogger-image-149118189.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVls2EFPreaQ0WBonREmziAMrGR43Sn30R4sSseGTdof37jydsp0EuKfpim28a41JsJe3S1AIBPi9SgGUlLY_709Nt8Ca-BFoFjrie7h-q-KKQsPVx3jju4MVFrHzSfmjXUMTc5i2z7iQ/s640/blogger-image--276103667.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVls2EFPreaQ0WBonREmziAMrGR43Sn30R4sSseGTdof37jydsp0EuKfpim28a41JsJe3S1AIBPi9SgGUlLY_709Nt8Ca-BFoFjrie7h-q-KKQsPVx3jju4MVFrHzSfmjXUMTc5i2z7iQ/s640/blogger-image--276103667.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7TWY9NVawL-Xy0x2LVyGYH6-WvRioKoMi-iOpNUzNIkddtBsKbhpjIiPMlvK9o_xIWZftB7qLjbXy_IxNxbZ4okIZzaZoGXKNkkQtgLOC2TP1WlGOpgpOcVYwwwNoYlSCtsOtNQZn5ZQ/s640/blogger-image--1524410090.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7TWY9NVawL-Xy0x2LVyGYH6-WvRioKoMi-iOpNUzNIkddtBsKbhpjIiPMlvK9o_xIWZftB7qLjbXy_IxNxbZ4okIZzaZoGXKNkkQtgLOC2TP1WlGOpgpOcVYwwwNoYlSCtsOtNQZn5ZQ/s640/blogger-image--1524410090.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSIVRZjzQ25lsuUDyI7f1MDEMdTPz1P0XNXqJlRdvJrcuopHGz0r0zLQmtdGQu3QAzhSb5TiOybubEmi82LPrOMQ_yn8z80ZE2WkO-pYmOB5OiBuIT2uyXJz3Fg8vhMyl3KlZUtyMbVL4/s640/blogger-image-1208716865.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSIVRZjzQ25lsuUDyI7f1MDEMdTPz1P0XNXqJlRdvJrcuopHGz0r0zLQmtdGQu3QAzhSb5TiOybubEmi82LPrOMQ_yn8z80ZE2WkO-pYmOB5OiBuIT2uyXJz3Fg8vhMyl3KlZUtyMbVL4/s640/blogger-image-1208716865.jpg"></a></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></span></div>Kimberlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03226147280439887587noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594146928626597450.post-73843437796610167412015-01-29T09:37:00.001-05:002015-01-29T09:37:10.296-05:00Words of my preschoolerI laid out red pants for Kelsie to wear with her ladybug shirt. She promptly told me, with hands on her hips, "I AM NOT wearing those red pants! They are red like the Wolfpack!" - she has definitely made her choice! She even said, I want to wear blue ones! My little Tarheel. <div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4uwHV5wz-hcZfZUZYpaZZHD_tklXsjipnHZe4OG-On0lBhGowwUKWpPodbsSawTi4Fk9DiTUq0CivPhMjtk50zS9vYeY1pfBp_CWw3qMMb1-qImTELMkaSE2euzUGz4weMqsOUP81SQI/s640/blogger-image--734906987.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4uwHV5wz-hcZfZUZYpaZZHD_tklXsjipnHZe4OG-On0lBhGowwUKWpPodbsSawTi4Fk9DiTUq0CivPhMjtk50zS9vYeY1pfBp_CWw3qMMb1-qImTELMkaSE2euzUGz4weMqsOUP81SQI/s640/blogger-image--734906987.jpg"></a></div><br><div><br></div><div>"My husband is named daddy"</div><div><br></div><div>I was telling her tucking her into bed and I said "Goodnight, love you sugar." She said "Daddy calls me sugar. Why do you call me sugar?" I said, "because you're sweet like sugar." She said "ohhh, [laughter...] you're going to bake me into a cake." So funny she made that connection. </div><div><br></div><div>There have been several more funny things said this week that I have forgotten to write down (as usual). Maybe they will come back to me. </div><div><br></div><div><br></div></div>Kimberlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03226147280439887587noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594146928626597450.post-38446790755610444232015-01-22T22:47:00.001-05:002015-01-22T22:47:36.566-05:00So much sweetness!Sometimes, it's just those simple, sweet, every day moments, like sitting on the floor playing with stickers, that remind me how blessed I am to be her momma! <div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLFOLAJs5wyNdu_L-Y-YdK0JJRg05eY2jbKlEc5aGgsI71Y4E0SAA0G9pvRf73bJ6z1cHGib5wBsjOwvQtpAO1HHa3_vzrxlbwmcaHx7L-Tj2CFFCWVPWiPCALO_L46zMFukKt4SBJrAk/s640/blogger-image-1058380189.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLFOLAJs5wyNdu_L-Y-YdK0JJRg05eY2jbKlEc5aGgsI71Y4E0SAA0G9pvRf73bJ6z1cHGib5wBsjOwvQtpAO1HHa3_vzrxlbwmcaHx7L-Tj2CFFCWVPWiPCALO_L46zMFukKt4SBJrAk/s640/blogger-image-1058380189.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Kelsie is just the sweetest thing. She is so caring and affectionate and has such a big heart. Almost 4. Although today she told me she is still 3 1/2 but will be 20 and a half at her birthday in February. πSometimes she acts like it! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Oh how I wish I could bottle up all the cute expressions, smiles, giggles, belly laughs, "I love you mommy"'s and the sweet and "grown up" things she says and replay them once she's grown out of this stage.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> Right now, I get to experience it every day. But one day, it will be different. This highly imaginative, inquisitive, cheerful, tender stage will be over. Another stage will appear and I know I will love her just as much then as I do now. There will be new things that make me in awe over her and a newness of knowledge filling her mind. The same tight bond we share now will be just as strong. But the 3 year old Kelsie will be no more. It's kind of sad thinking of how these stages pass by so quickly when children are young. It's such a magical time full of so many hugs, kisses, cuddles, and joyful excitement over everything. I'm certainly not trying to mourn the loss before it's even over; but am just aware that its fleeting. So I try (ok I do) to take A LOT of pictures and videos. I don't write things down very often anymore though which I feel I may regret one day. By the end of today, I can't even recall all the funny things she said but I know they made me smile. And feel thankful for her. SO thankful. I hug and kiss her countless times in a day and she does the same to me. I am soaking her in, enjoying her, and loving her well every single day. One of the sweet things she said tonight....<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> I heard her randomly tell her daddy, "I love my mommy, she's so beautiful!" Made me melt! </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Thank you God for this daily journey through the amazing life of a child. Your child that you entrusted to me. She is the greatest gift I have ever received. I promise to treasure her always. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div></div>Kimberlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03226147280439887587noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594146928626597450.post-88178974955259822702014-12-01T22:24:00.001-05:002014-12-01T22:33:03.582-05:00One to remember!Today is one of those days I want to remember. Not because it was a holiday or any other special event, but just because there were so many moments of pure joy as I watched my little girl play. The places her imagination takes her and the things she says and does just amaze me. I love seeing her growing mind try to figure out and respond to the world around her.<div><br>
Over the past few months, her behavior has been rather difficult, if I'm honest. She hasn't accepted "no's" very well (like most 3 year olds) and has been so dramatic when things haven't gone her way. I have tried to keep my patience (failing miserably at times) and be consistent with what I will and will not allow. This just feels like one of those pivotal weeks where I see her maturing in small little ways. I can't put my finger on it but it's like things are sinking in. She is being more respectful by saying "yes ma'am" and "yes sir" when asked to do something she doesn't want to do. There may be a huff and an eye roll (yes, that is already starting) but she isn't screaming about it - today at least. :) She is asking "may I be excused" before she gets down for dinner. And today she even wanted to order her drink at the coffee shop all by herself. She even asked me to go sit down! I asked her how she was going to pay for it and she just said "I dun know". <br>
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So we started our day with a trip to the dentist. She has been really nervous about this. And a couple of weeks ago, she totally melted down when I told her we were going to the dentist the next day. (She ended up having a cold, so we had a to cancel, which I'm thankful for). This morning she asked me, "mommy, why do I have to lay down at the dentist?" and "why do they wear that mask?' It was one of those "Ah ha" moments as I realized why she gets so scared. A little explanation eased those anxieties and she did not shed a tear! She did so awesome letting the hygienist brush her teeth. She got a little nervous again when the dentist came in wearing the lighted glasses and asked what those were for. But again, we explained and I got her to sit back in my lap for the next part of the exam and she didn't fuss at all. She was obviously apprehensive but kept it together and was really brave. I was so proud of her! </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-1JhA0bz_vU3p0FZfy0gjaTtXBQtpY6mi3tFL29yiEJ8B3L-lFLEppV2kikiOvFtpbYkBexf5tPT3caxNkVF3bYq0s_jL2SzADJ3eT30aK_Yso5LsGjHl0meFe27G5J-9OA1BVySgcPc/s640/blogger-image--1302297438.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-1JhA0bz_vU3p0FZfy0gjaTtXBQtpY6mi3tFL29yiEJ8B3L-lFLEppV2kikiOvFtpbYkBexf5tPT3caxNkVF3bYq0s_jL2SzADJ3eT30aK_Yso5LsGjHl0meFe27G5J-9OA1BVySgcPc/s640/blogger-image--1302297438.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC9hy_t-QgMF0UGVL7cMMA4TpjkBXi67rfbfnWDpdlErIm-kWjwlO0j5hWYT9eEqyWdkARTzPRwIjbZioudkwEY5HemaF3MyVAEZzR0O6XEqhUp0RmftvwLskvJsb1e7r-MT6xXrQReQU/s640/blogger-image--1808297917.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC9hy_t-QgMF0UGVL7cMMA4TpjkBXi67rfbfnWDpdlErIm-kWjwlO0j5hWYT9eEqyWdkARTzPRwIjbZioudkwEY5HemaF3MyVAEZzR0O6XEqhUp0RmftvwLskvJsb1e7r-MT6xXrQReQU/s640/blogger-image--1808297917.jpg"></a></div></div><br>
We got home for a little play time before lunch, nap, and dance. And today's imaginative play consisted of her HAVING a baby! MY baby sister she informed me. She stuffed the baby doll in her belly and went off to deliver it. She even made her own hospital bed and a "table" for the baby. (But it had to be a soft table!) This happened on more than one occasion today. She later told her daddy her baby was drinking milk from her boobie! Then she changed her mind and said the milk was coming from her belly button. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdiBPI9d0yQrrZ5xksi4MHFQ6_mQJdywdixyZncv92InRU7pkRKt03p2pGo1mJs1CaQ7JiGufe1r20hYD65pjY5NtASN2KT3kTeSeJwH5I9MRi4SNzfQlegOkwOXjsgstrNVZlVA9l7ws/s640/blogger-image-1198950472.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdiBPI9d0yQrrZ5xksi4MHFQ6_mQJdywdixyZncv92InRU7pkRKt03p2pGo1mJs1CaQ7JiGufe1r20hYD65pjY5NtASN2KT3kTeSeJwH5I9MRi4SNzfQlegOkwOXjsgstrNVZlVA9l7ws/s640/blogger-image-1198950472.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2e0LgkbIghpSSgjBF23h8oCasmOce8iKIjJNrPtKMK1rPXlJAYrUJL9SP3bDphkL7oaSVr6f2ZwFMpAAU8OGhqCb0-_9zV7ovQDFX5PwRkLYrmOwZIPXz0RUqxh1aG2Xg-yxnLXpli0o/s640/blogger-image-206096070.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2e0LgkbIghpSSgjBF23h8oCasmOce8iKIjJNrPtKMK1rPXlJAYrUJL9SP3bDphkL7oaSVr6f2ZwFMpAAU8OGhqCb0-_9zV7ovQDFX5PwRkLYrmOwZIPXz0RUqxh1aG2Xg-yxnLXpli0o/s640/blogger-image-206096070.jpg"></a></div><br></div><br>
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At dance, her teacher told me she is doing so well! About a month ago, she wasn't always following her teachers dance but she is definitely getting more into it and is more confident in trying out her "dance moves." The first thing she asks me when I pick her up is "did you look in the window an clap at me?" Children so desire their parents approval and to know their parents are proud of them! And I am definitely that! Oh, how I love this child! </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5452lT43TlH8lvRuELs8wbqkhJklTwnOBn9oMfA_Od3hPSeBizAdbEwqLqAceRvPSUlWHIZ4Rv27T5e-0mYBQTe-YAeRxlb5a6VOsJDEJ50Zn7vkOt4qm4ng2TV52ztIYRRqku2bCCNA/s640/blogger-image-72836979.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5452lT43TlH8lvRuELs8wbqkhJklTwnOBn9oMfA_Od3hPSeBizAdbEwqLqAceRvPSUlWHIZ4Rv27T5e-0mYBQTe-YAeRxlb5a6VOsJDEJ50Zn7vkOt4qm4ng2TV52ztIYRRqku2bCCNA/s640/blogger-image-72836979.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Post-dance coffee shop habit. She wanted to order by herself. Chocolate milk please... </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWi43NN4P3HlHs46LUkGo1KQC1V5f3G4DfGsWYqMRqraR1OG273FQ5avDipI3PqbibRfDupk0A5C2cBrsG7EVtLV8O1N3l1Zw7TRKkuZLVhhiXcK_tTAGWlfpGXvfvkyQnz_9SivcNXoc/s640/blogger-image--1737408552.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWi43NN4P3HlHs46LUkGo1KQC1V5f3G4DfGsWYqMRqraR1OG273FQ5avDipI3PqbibRfDupk0A5C2cBrsG7EVtLV8O1N3l1Zw7TRKkuZLVhhiXcK_tTAGWlfpGXvfvkyQnz_9SivcNXoc/s640/blogger-image--1737408552.jpg"></a></div></div><br>
We also added a few ornaments to her first personal Christmas tree. And I just think it is adorable! We will be working on more ornaments to add to it. <br>
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And during chest PT, she drew this wonderful picture of the two of us. I guess she ran out of room for her daddy! :O I love how I have such long, fingers, and clothes (the scribbles over my extremities) so I "wouldn't be naked." I absolutely love it and will surely treasure this! <br>
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EVERY day is more of the same..<br>"Mommy, is your belly pregnant now?", Me: "NO its not." <br>"Mommy, I really want a real baby girl just like me!" <br>"Mommy, is it Halloween?" Me: "Yes", Kelsie: "And then is it Thanksgiving and then Christmas and THEN we can have a real baby girl?" <br>(Where does she get this stuff?) "No, we won't have a new baby at Christmas but we can keep praying."<br>"Mommy, can you put my baby (doll) in your belly?" (I do and she walks me to the couch) "Now, go to the hospital and have the baby." <br>Her daily prayer: "Dear God, please bring me a real baby girl in my mommy's tummy." <br>(On the phone with cousin Ava this morning): "My mommy's belly is pregnant with a baby girl." Me gasping, "NO its not!" <br>So you all have been warned...if Kelsie tells you we are having a baby, it's NOT TRUE...it's just her imagination, undying love for babies, and wishful thinking! #alldayeveryday #keepthefaithmychild One day, maybe her dream will come true...<br>
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I keep thinking I must be putting this idea in her head but I really think she is just fixated on it. She understands that other friends have siblings and she doesn't understand why it isn't so easy to just make that happen. She also knows we would like another baby and we have talked about praying for God to bless us with a baby girl OR baby boy. She however, has decided she only wants a baby girl! <br>
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Only God knows what will come. He is faithful and He is God and I trust in His timing. And I will keep trying to instill that patience in waiting for the Lord in my sweet child. <div><br></div><div>She makes me do this ALOT!! I can not wait to see the joy in this child's heart if/when we do have another. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAcSZKSrRBrJ3Gv6Z3k7CsiDDXuF85Zvo7h0MmZlmxoOC6UFhyWMIdY8JX0QNMNA6Za8_VuPDTiB3icPOAlZQlzjE35w3Q9Yni0gwWniwB6Ybik9oGtXb_mPEuMiwVcdVAwFVDd50mmvk/s640/blogger-image--675361891.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAcSZKSrRBrJ3Gv6Z3k7CsiDDXuF85Zvo7h0MmZlmxoOC6UFhyWMIdY8JX0QNMNA6Za8_VuPDTiB3icPOAlZQlzjE35w3Q9Yni0gwWniwB6Ybik9oGtXb_mPEuMiwVcdVAwFVDd50mmvk/s640/blogger-image--675361891.jpg"></a></div><br></div>Kimberlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03226147280439887587noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594146928626597450.post-52718639621596216952014-11-05T23:10:00.000-05:002014-11-05T23:10:00.505-05:003 month recap! I was reminded by a dear friend that I haven't posted since July! Thank you Shirley for encouraging me to keep this up! ;) I guess it really has been over 3 months! Oh how I wish I still took the time to journal our daily happenings but somehow life gets in the way all too often. <br />
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So what have we been doing since July? So much! We went to the beach, Kelsie started preschool and dance, we went to DISNEY WORLD, we have taken many fun trips, and much much more. It has been a fun-filled season and I am grateful for every memory!<br />
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Kelsie is almost 4 years old now! So hard to believe. It's almost like I see it happening right before my eyes. That growing up thing. There are days that I just wish I could time travel back to different seasons of the infant or toddler years that have now gone by. Other days I am totally relishing in the present, thinking, I wish she'd stay like this forever. And there are other days where she absolutely drives me crazy and I just want to send her to grandmas! (honesty right there) I even think ahead and look forward to seeing who she grows up to be. But regardless, life moves forward. No going back, no doing things differently, no chance to make memories you missed out on. So I try to remind myself of that. Be in the present and enjoy the moments in front of you, both the sweet and the not-so-glamorous. Soak them in one day at a time. Make the most of the day in front and spend time being truly present with your child, remembering every day that they are only little once. Whether you decide to have a pretend picnic, take an impromptu trip to the zoo, chalk the driveway, play hide and seek around the living room, turn into a tickle monster, make a playhouse out of a cardboard box, read the same story 20 times, rock the baby doll because she wants you to, or just sit on the couch and snuggle in front of the same TV episode you've seen over and over...do it with joy and enthusiasm. Because these are the things that mean the most to that precious little child of yours. Forget about the to-do list that you never even had time to write, and just relax. <br />
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Here are some pictures from our wonderful weekend trip to Ocean Isle Beach. We had such a wonderful time! Kelsie was totally in her element. She was nervous of the ocean at first but once she embraced it, she had a blast!! It was a place where we could just sit, relax, and watch her run around the beach. She was filled with laughter as the waves crashed over her and I just couldn't get enough watching her face light up with pure joy. No toys, no TV, no distractions...just us with time to play and bond and enjoy God's ocean. <br />
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First day of preschool! She is going 2 days a week (Tues/Thurs) at Christ Church Preschool and we absolutely love it! Such a great place! <br />
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She started her first dance class. I was thrilled to see a new dance studio open in downtown Pittsboro, 7 Dance Centre. She is loving it! <br />
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She is now a member of Carolina Kids Club and got to go to a special meet and greet with the football team! We had a great time with friends and she even got to meet Ramses.<br />
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And I will have to stop for now. As I was going through my photo folders I realized just how many fun things we have done this summer! I will have to be better at sharing! Maybe one day I will get caught up. At least be on the lookout for a separate post about DISNEY! Until later....</div>
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Kelsie holding Ava's baby brother, Ian. A happy girl with a baby in her hands! She couldn't get enough of him. And we heard "awww" a lot!</div>
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Kimberlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03226147280439887587noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594146928626597450.post-70293033345493063822014-10-14T14:25:00.000-04:002014-11-03T14:33:56.162-05:00Quartely CF check up - OctoberKelsie had a very positive CF check up today! I am reminded how very thankful I am for her entire CF team! They are the most encouraging and supportive group of staff and I feel so blessed to have them along side of us in our journey with CF! It was so encouraging to hear her doctor talk about the newest therapies that should be available within the next year! We are very hopeful for what's to come and pray that Kelsie's body continues to stay as healthy as it possibly can! K<span class="text_exposed_show">elsie continues to do phenomenal and I was so proud of her as always! Her weight and height are close to 75th percentile which is so exciting for a child with CF! She did great pushing through the breathing tests and was very well behaved (and funny) the entire 4 HOUR visit! She had a couple scary things happen (flu shot and sputum throat culture -which was like torture) but she did a great job overall. And she is also now required to wear a mask for infection control purposes (which she didn't like very much but complied). Thankful for this girl and her 3 1/2 beautiful, healthy years!</span><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQQ2u3Z0JrJ3tlqWjNFTXLnPXAQ-0oVEZg7pgGoUR8IUMRC_b59cgrMtXzUpFxLdwumUqyHm6nLRhlTd7RoUR4YIHDYV-xIAa4u4PdJ_M_0jEfKiip3NP7BqY8zPi-1waXbWLHstNnAYc/s640/blogger-image--1438260005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQQ2u3Z0JrJ3tlqWjNFTXLnPXAQ-0oVEZg7pgGoUR8IUMRC_b59cgrMtXzUpFxLdwumUqyHm6nLRhlTd7RoUR4YIHDYV-xIAa4u4PdJ_M_0jEfKiip3NP7BqY8zPi-1waXbWLHstNnAYc/s640/blogger-image--1438260005.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4Kfjk_J-nwL4NFYrRctgE_-2NPbV4oX0oSeQq8KEmFHi52f-zcwaASfvK8ozCPkdCEGzSjHkqAy7Mp6NQyZ6oR0No6oU7mdUE0KGdExOoJiDt-xzrZ1Ec4n4MYMB22F2ACQ74OdU-naU/s640/blogger-image--1577663856.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4Kfjk_J-nwL4NFYrRctgE_-2NPbV4oX0oSeQq8KEmFHi52f-zcwaASfvK8ozCPkdCEGzSjHkqAy7Mp6NQyZ6oR0No6oU7mdUE0KGdExOoJiDt-xzrZ1Ec4n4MYMB22F2ACQ74OdU-naU/s640/blogger-image--1577663856.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSUmLMh3WptXhjcpODwMO5Y9skd23o2jTDErOvetCszxFu9uDD_byGHhqPOn61RGUJOp1yzc-hWWtjUjLSsLN3cyMjltqeS-wb56vvu-SOi8pyl7AV_Jtsq281zgE9Wo4ZN5VGGMjopEM/s640/blogger-image-1822483042.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSUmLMh3WptXhjcpODwMO5Y9skd23o2jTDErOvetCszxFu9uDD_byGHhqPOn61RGUJOp1yzc-hWWtjUjLSsLN3cyMjltqeS-wb56vvu-SOi8pyl7AV_Jtsq281zgE9Wo4ZN5VGGMjopEM/s640/blogger-image-1822483042.jpg"></a></div><br></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwjpjW0yJhmUBORhTboNNYjs7mjrjIIh0dxsbg31IY6hfczepxslvGjzMxzd83FL4XXRG71zzRdpvvMWVJQaYx8kX6Lv3WQNgKNFBA3ZKJogfJuuxtJYQunhfckl7i1PjWnMp9nf9000g/s640/blogger-image--1919182446.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwjpjW0yJhmUBORhTboNNYjs7mjrjIIh0dxsbg31IY6hfczepxslvGjzMxzd83FL4XXRG71zzRdpvvMWVJQaYx8kX6Lv3WQNgKNFBA3ZKJogfJuuxtJYQunhfckl7i1PjWnMp9nf9000g/s640/blogger-image--1919182446.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwX0xoRGYwvMbZ07HjhfQcZe-Tbp5ThY7s5bVQa44uuw1gzQTgY-kgQBC2hfgj0pWRfgrxH7N6A2kOQ9GPNDQeLBKl-uurmGEJXplqsm2lmjO0KXs_3gBlIyzlukDJwmvakaXDLskSpiE/s640/blogger-image--720291844.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwX0xoRGYwvMbZ07HjhfQcZe-Tbp5ThY7s5bVQa44uuw1gzQTgY-kgQBC2hfgj0pWRfgrxH7N6A2kOQ9GPNDQeLBKl-uurmGEJXplqsm2lmjO0KXs_3gBlIyzlukDJwmvakaXDLskSpiE/s640/blogger-image--720291844.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPBtfd33keurrYzfC7JEgEd-vPW75LuIpF0-HeTpOwUdTpX20qNW-NgX0ZqnonBO52yEuG8cHPkCovmGU3Jm_cjTGJljqKcRIubsY6MfSRBOaJ17MB3ZCllbN79n8p6UHxEd7WzJkXKGA/s640/blogger-image--1133103675.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPBtfd33keurrYzfC7JEgEd-vPW75LuIpF0-HeTpOwUdTpX20qNW-NgX0ZqnonBO52yEuG8cHPkCovmGU3Jm_cjTGJljqKcRIubsY6MfSRBOaJ17MB3ZCllbN79n8p6UHxEd7WzJkXKGA/s640/blogger-image--1133103675.jpg"></a></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br>
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<span class="text_exposed_show"></span><br></div>Kimberlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03226147280439887587noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594146928626597450.post-67178611537637396402014-07-25T17:37:00.001-04:002014-07-25T17:37:27.312-04:00"Princesses don't do vests!"Kelsie really resists doing her vest. It's a battle practically every day. When we tell her it's time, she often runs and hides even though she always gets to watch her favorite tv shows or movies while doing it. Today I told her and she put her hands on her hips, furrowed her brow and said, "Princesses don't do vests!! I don't want to do my vest. I want to be Rapunzel". I told her she could do both but that wasn't satisfying enough. She pouted for a while, hid behind a chair while I explained how much I love her and want to keep her healthy. I reminded her that she's been coughing some this week and the vest helps her get the coughs out so she doesn't get sick. She then surprised me by coming to me, hugging me and telling me thank you. She then asked for me to take her Rapunzel dress off and then she pulled her PT cart up to the couch (which she has NEVER done) and sat down waiting for her vest. I guess I said something right. It's not always that easy to get through but definitely makes me feel good when I do! <div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijEMG-z0mNwNDenAI9FaqQ7WS5aAablAzSyJDZMTSwgJyt97VwbhLVGUerpGfVTJ_B61MlxkGAaOSBcri-XTn_nEoGjqnhaEreEXZjuMqclr0xmTaSVp3iKFeU2o3lqXQDagi2LCMLgX0/s640/blogger-image-1042945814.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijEMG-z0mNwNDenAI9FaqQ7WS5aAablAzSyJDZMTSwgJyt97VwbhLVGUerpGfVTJ_B61MlxkGAaOSBcri-XTn_nEoGjqnhaEreEXZjuMqclr0xmTaSVp3iKFeU2o3lqXQDagi2LCMLgX0/s640/blogger-image-1042945814.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><br></div><br></div>Kimberlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03226147280439887587noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594146928626597450.post-84699625347084418302014-07-21T22:54:00.001-04:002014-07-21T22:54:57.576-04:00Fun at the waterpark<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">We went to Emerald Pointe last week and had a great time splashing around. I took my mentee and her sister for what was their first time in a pool. They even ventured down the thrilling water slides (but then decided they didn't want anymore of that!). Nathan, Valerie, and Drew went as well. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh96lxHIpUoGTX9FrwypJy6rfH7ubPSGYnWXLynpgBV742jxmaSTb6gzd35Ug6Bmqhkjd8aNgllDEzCbHGWDWrw1SLu06TKi4HWMu7ClmOSls7aGlt7aSL9vGL51FuStT0oQTTN0onRWk/s640/blogger-image-195204940.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh96lxHIpUoGTX9FrwypJy6rfH7ubPSGYnWXLynpgBV742jxmaSTb6gzd35Ug6Bmqhkjd8aNgllDEzCbHGWDWrw1SLu06TKi4HWMu7ClmOSls7aGlt7aSL9vGL51FuStT0oQTTN0onRWk/s640/blogger-image-195204940.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Kelsie screamed going down the water slides. I made her go anyway! Overcome those fears!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4tEmB4i2O-B9jTBZJzZLS-xqdxETzcxe7iNQ6nJBPmfMckDvuZrOIdRVnd6N2XgpLxyPPVhkSu1iVf-s9wp0MCafqNYS_U3eGEVXyF13N7vth4AHSHX0MS_3AcsUrzHObUIaNLksShv8/s640/blogger-image--6723925.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4tEmB4i2O-B9jTBZJzZLS-xqdxETzcxe7iNQ6nJBPmfMckDvuZrOIdRVnd6N2XgpLxyPPVhkSu1iVf-s9wp0MCafqNYS_U3eGEVXyF13N7vth4AHSHX0MS_3AcsUrzHObUIaNLksShv8/s640/blogger-image--6723925.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6dGdB8R3NOi7xaGOV9ZZKWbpBpCwMqnVCjW-_NEepInXwpMkI1jg3U7eI94J-M0x6FpvyoYSFwSybFlk9r6xUvsCwf8VZ44wH1tJeMYylPcnLIyDigd8DKhgOLDaomZUbTrypijcGoWo/s640/blogger-image--1776234695.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6dGdB8R3NOi7xaGOV9ZZKWbpBpCwMqnVCjW-_NEepInXwpMkI1jg3U7eI94J-M0x6FpvyoYSFwSybFlk9r6xUvsCwf8VZ44wH1tJeMYylPcnLIyDigd8DKhgOLDaomZUbTrypijcGoWo/s640/blogger-image--1776234695.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-BPdFbVpSXNtgkDz_-YD8Scksr7FIDRN7akX3Bke9SURxMdkmSCxpMfixBLtCZ6VLHAbGqJrZJ3z0nNsHQ_YEQQeXEMz3LlgIvs9Kf2ZN-4762j8tpwesPBGxMiLG8FsFal4224QKWI4/s640/blogger-image--1007379289.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-BPdFbVpSXNtgkDz_-YD8Scksr7FIDRN7akX3Bke9SURxMdkmSCxpMfixBLtCZ6VLHAbGqJrZJ3z0nNsHQ_YEQQeXEMz3LlgIvs9Kf2ZN-4762j8tpwesPBGxMiLG8FsFal4224QKWI4/s640/blogger-image--1007379289.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPLEQfofObd6BiIh_yPy6urEtPNH7yqSLpwywDDIIK4PpI6aeSSE9U1-0QaRekOkSXUcK0VvBjTz_hyr-oCeKmF2SsOlrO10xGfeAkugtoAOVKW9Con4YnQiMfom-e48s0O2Gs7-GqNe8/s640/blogger-image-364803218.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPLEQfofObd6BiIh_yPy6urEtPNH7yqSLpwywDDIIK4PpI6aeSSE9U1-0QaRekOkSXUcK0VvBjTz_hyr-oCeKmF2SsOlrO10xGfeAkugtoAOVKW9Con4YnQiMfom-e48s0O2Gs7-GqNe8/s640/blogger-image-364803218.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFN0vSOUWn3-L-t4smxfIIpCH70vk-YrosK6FjETcsf5msYfgIsZBieR6U4DtlAIYEh98JEONzoIyrl8EzbHVTGtGJl-lCmWJioi8XeNpW4GN7aAh1QSxNTLEpPdSu44KSeak8pW7jf00/s640/blogger-image-1138276831.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFN0vSOUWn3-L-t4smxfIIpCH70vk-YrosK6FjETcsf5msYfgIsZBieR6U4DtlAIYEh98JEONzoIyrl8EzbHVTGtGJl-lCmWJioi8XeNpW4GN7aAh1QSxNTLEpPdSu44KSeak8pW7jf00/s640/blogger-image-1138276831.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXYEYFs40qfRvQGEJAjszU2e4oIJbZNWGF5LKCqOqeKr6JHmpFDZl2VkUAxJcHJJuNP70jfZ0eZvlDnS9GnD4dq_47PihyphenhyphengXyjkUViLiJRc43hNmYj6046QEX7IRu4XXYGhxvzeOQtuK8/s640/blogger-image--1593107303.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXYEYFs40qfRvQGEJAjszU2e4oIJbZNWGF5LKCqOqeKr6JHmpFDZl2VkUAxJcHJJuNP70jfZ0eZvlDnS9GnD4dq_47PihyphenhyphengXyjkUViLiJRc43hNmYj6046QEX7IRu4XXYGhxvzeOQtuK8/s640/blogger-image--1593107303.jpg"></a></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div>Kimberlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03226147280439887587noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594146928626597450.post-33660809734981391272014-07-13T22:27:00.001-04:002014-07-13T22:38:13.070-04:00Quotes of the dayKelsie says the funniest things like 3 year olds do. I always forget to write them down. I need to be better about that! <div><br></div><div>Here are a few that I remember from today:</div><div><br></div><div>"I want a wiggly baby brother. Can you get one in your belly, yet me rub it?"</div><div><br></div><div>"Hmmm, I want something sweet...daddy's sweet, let's eat him!" as she said with a grin. </div><div><br></div><div>"Mommy, you are very special to me..." (And as I was about to say awww..), she continued "because you are a toy to play with." Ok, I guess..kind of... Then she later thought about it and said "you're not a toy, your my mommy."</div><div><br></div><div>"I yook yike a yady" as she looked at herself in the mirror wearing this: </div><div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM5PZoN2toPLf_vbuIZccY_F-Owe15jLT46jcwuZNZCpGHO-kKorC9BP30hvBXlebDqmYPhY33JXjzBBa25H2Jxdpk7OHpDdKEZp5UmJODcYaR2sLu6TJ4K6gkqtQWSv4DPDizE6YRVAI/s640/blogger-image-1226178710.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM5PZoN2toPLf_vbuIZccY_F-Owe15jLT46jcwuZNZCpGHO-kKorC9BP30hvBXlebDqmYPhY33JXjzBBa25H2Jxdpk7OHpDdKEZp5UmJODcYaR2sLu6TJ4K6gkqtQWSv4DPDizE6YRVAI/s640/blogger-image-1226178710.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I think she was thinking of an "old lady". </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Earlier this week, she also said for the first time ever..."Mommy, you are a great mommy to me!" No idea where that came from but it was so sweet and sincere! I about welled up with tears right there.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">And my favorite thing she says to me everyday, often out of the blue..."mommy, I yuv you...I yuv you for the always!"</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">She really does have such a sweet heart and we we share such a close bond. Just can't get enough of her!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><br></div><br></div></div><div><br></div>Kimberlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03226147280439887587noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594146928626597450.post-2209699998998424492014-07-13T22:18:00.001-04:002014-07-13T22:18:37.111-04:00Lazy summer Saturday<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">After being in the go so much lately, it was nice to have a day to just hang around home all day. Kelsie played nurse and gave her daddy a shot telling him to "grrrr....grin and bear it". And after nap, she had fun playing outside in her plastic pool. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7ZBnc7amZRcmMn9dhQWvwkPrInEB7B4zFD491Sln85PFQpkHk0gwJYCldBVgDGIQNq3kwSt2Deom-dU9d6hw47ktpmFLr_3c-R4YKp4SDiB9xEkXOh0xzUkJr9Ai4Dw3LJbo59fxwIjk/s640/blogger-image-1497300616.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7ZBnc7amZRcmMn9dhQWvwkPrInEB7B4zFD491Sln85PFQpkHk0gwJYCldBVgDGIQNq3kwSt2Deom-dU9d6hw47ktpmFLr_3c-R4YKp4SDiB9xEkXOh0xzUkJr9Ai4Dw3LJbo59fxwIjk/s640/blogger-image-1497300616.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZAYcOPduya9AgTiiAD5BgKqpX-E-wuHcBYlI-4H_s9WOTzbmw0oFqX-ULBiofXK1jQbeuEGKm-nIUi2G7GhX_JpBBGRkKYUf8NPQQNXEeNJVo2Ak1vOiNgBf4crJv1FNnKZ2FxRcQFfk/s640/blogger-image-202422321.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZAYcOPduya9AgTiiAD5BgKqpX-E-wuHcBYlI-4H_s9WOTzbmw0oFqX-ULBiofXK1jQbeuEGKm-nIUi2G7GhX_JpBBGRkKYUf8NPQQNXEeNJVo2Ak1vOiNgBf4crJv1FNnKZ2FxRcQFfk/s640/blogger-image-202422321.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Daddy cut out sponges into different shapes and she was pretty excited about the Christmas tree they made! Christmas in July? </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5iqdafWfGAzqttpB4tD6qHpDj2xq-90jT73rKRQvffiPkk5f2nYGcJ1ZjHqGwapSQgKaQChEjQZpDv7eaahy1kElyWY8E73yYe2H0j7xkgu6IZRqIFktu0WsDa1d-gx4jf0klLJ_OjJ4/s640/blogger-image-2136782284.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5iqdafWfGAzqttpB4tD6qHpDj2xq-90jT73rKRQvffiPkk5f2nYGcJ1ZjHqGwapSQgKaQChEjQZpDv7eaahy1kElyWY8E73yYe2H0j7xkgu6IZRqIFktu0WsDa1d-gx4jf0klLJ_OjJ4/s640/blogger-image-2136782284.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">My harvest for the day. 1 solo tomato. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI5qNwLTl4WJscHY0msQHMBfZ82Og14cFUe-yOiUA6ZOI7fBDaZI430jV0-jdmrn8u3pg6CZMiVtOSCLK8FubGpwRFjpBVYuVOEXPeFZHSrBbupyfmxxR80IURURGucMRoTHIooNB9FNs/s640/blogger-image--2121256330.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI5qNwLTl4WJscHY0msQHMBfZ82Og14cFUe-yOiUA6ZOI7fBDaZI430jV0-jdmrn8u3pg6CZMiVtOSCLK8FubGpwRFjpBVYuVOEXPeFZHSrBbupyfmxxR80IURURGucMRoTHIooNB9FNs/s640/blogger-image--2121256330.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">And rounded off the day with a little baking. Berry Crisp which Nathan declared the best he's ever eaten! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi54is3Mtpdy78u83ZwkpRyF2ra1BXv-RxvmjuZK3wL6v-eaZXTOsZQRaq0wLNDqUWGKdrOSv8ZBVZh6DYLLN_OmEHjBA4M0d1SsSoAs3F-BslrRkEa_9KxwfD-2iZUDRb5kdEl4yzwguo/s640/blogger-image-865530319.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi54is3Mtpdy78u83ZwkpRyF2ra1BXv-RxvmjuZK3wL6v-eaZXTOsZQRaq0wLNDqUWGKdrOSv8ZBVZh6DYLLN_OmEHjBA4M0d1SsSoAs3F-BslrRkEa_9KxwfD-2iZUDRb5kdEl4yzwguo/s640/blogger-image-865530319.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Mmmmm so delicious! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLVMGIVx5wdUaKiOW9QSZftCRVwZedFuYAKCQRltGtGW8PljoQyyabtehbZU-1h5-vdehxyfz-jsvouBofBkQ7dJAJsdhJ1WULV4Y60_cpu5EIrsRLVgoT_CgmUsI0cC0P8AYfVKvqZn8/s640/blogger-image-1395625710.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLVMGIVx5wdUaKiOW9QSZftCRVwZedFuYAKCQRltGtGW8PljoQyyabtehbZU-1h5-vdehxyfz-jsvouBofBkQ7dJAJsdhJ1WULV4Y60_cpu5EIrsRLVgoT_CgmUsI0cC0P8AYfVKvqZn8/s640/blogger-image-1395625710.jpg"></a></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div>Kimberlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03226147280439887587noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594146928626597450.post-56719911835825151292014-07-09T18:25:00.001-04:002014-07-09T18:25:51.238-04:00Star BreatherKelsie had her routine CF follow up yesterday and did such an awesome job on her breathing tests! She did way better than they expected at her age technique-wise and her lung functioning was practically 100%! Her weight was 35lbs (74th%) and height was 39.5in (83rd%). She had to get blood drawn, a throat (sputum) culture, and a chest x-ray as well. So by the end of the day, we were both ready for it to be over and she had a collection of Disney princess stickers from all the scary things she he done to her. She did great with everything. (But did have to be held down for the lab draw and sputum culture.) So hard for momma too! :( but it's just part of it! Good news is, we got all good news! She's doing great and we're so thankful!! <div><br></div><div>She did so well on her PFTs, she got a certificate AND a sucker! </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-xCqUxyXHZ9usJUotHPuQvMReUEXUsKJ-UcALa97kkCDN2sH2YrEbiS2ZYE5ZFrByBYugq0go9zuF6f6CqrWRR5PEQWKIaO60mG87lKpCzlSL1kpT_-t6LRtBWl7zwfLJpvHJAWwFlUU/s640/blogger-image-1853400667.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-xCqUxyXHZ9usJUotHPuQvMReUEXUsKJ-UcALa97kkCDN2sH2YrEbiS2ZYE5ZFrByBYugq0go9zuF6f6CqrWRR5PEQWKIaO60mG87lKpCzlSL1kpT_-t6LRtBWl7zwfLJpvHJAWwFlUU/s640/blogger-image-1853400667.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">She wasn't a fan of having to wear all this garb, but apparently it is new policy for all CF patients to be on contact precautions to prevent spread if germs. 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But totally over it at this point! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGEewpUnXQLm5vgDnXO2CGQ0KvB5AsHaPvYbx0Px96WDcfghPJblVqIemxjCgH-3aPnUA2ejuNNGwROUgx54zAcObFWZl3gAX5vM5mm-rk28sbmqAUPhnMvwmTTA_ayY40ZhHaBuOynps/s640/blogger-image--1884091206.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGEewpUnXQLm5vgDnXO2CGQ0KvB5AsHaPvYbx0Px96WDcfghPJblVqIemxjCgH-3aPnUA2ejuNNGwROUgx54zAcObFWZl3gAX5vM5mm-rk28sbmqAUPhnMvwmTTA_ayY40ZhHaBuOynps/s640/blogger-image--1884091206.jpg"></a></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div>Kimberlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03226147280439887587noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594146928626597450.post-55099278908562029072014-06-24T21:36:00.003-04:002014-06-24T21:36:30.461-04:00Hopeful news!Today was a big day for the CF community. This drug targets Kelsie's type of CF. While there are still a lot of questions in my head regarding these new drugs, I still see it as really positive news and look foward to hearing more about it in the future! <br />
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Kimberlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03226147280439887587noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594146928626597450.post-91239952788435793192014-06-22T23:33:00.001-04:002014-11-02T22:14:22.879-05:00VBSThis was Kelsie's first year of VBS and my first year volunteering! It made for quite an exhausting week with really late bedtimes but it was super fun and well worth it. Today, the kids wrapped up the week by singing the songs they learned throughout the week. It was just adorable. I was pleasantly surprised that Kelsie actually stayed on stage and participated. (Especially since she woke up sick this morning. Thankfully, she didn't sneeze or blow her nose on stage!) Afterwards she declared, "That was so much fun mommy!" I definitely had fun watching it. And she didn't seem shy at all being front and center stage! She even lifted her dress and covered her baby with it, giving the congregation quite a show. She and another little friend also had a little baby doll drama on stage. So funny watching her friend walk away with her baby, Kelsie looked around for it but then just picked right back up singing and dancing. So funny! And such a blessing watching these kids singing and praising the Lord! <br>
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Kimberlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03226147280439887587noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594146928626597450.post-79882076164896649032014-06-20T16:10:00.001-04:002014-06-20T16:10:11.341-04:00Let it goHere is a video of Kelsie performing the hit Frozen song "Let it Go" in her Elsa outfit, no less. π ENJOY! <div><br></div><div><a href="http://youtu.be/XieBTfAwT38">http://youtu.be/XieBTfAwT38</a></div><div><br></div><div>And here are a few pictures of her dressed up playing with all her babies? 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This mischievous, strong-willed 3 year old is making 2 look like a piece of cake! I can't count how many times this week she has thrown a fit. The easy way out (giving in and saying yes) is usually (well almost always) the wrong way. And what feels like the right discipline produces emotional meltdowns that are exhausting for all of us. Still they are necessary as hard as it is to witness. How do you consistently demonstrate love and grace while correcting the behavior and teaching respect and obedience. She must learn that crying and throwing a fit doesn't get her what she wants. But how many times must this testing phase play out before she learns that!? I keep trying to figure out the "why?" of her bad behavior but it just seems to be because she is testing her limits and wants her independence and her own way. Tonight was better so hopefully things will start to improve. Sounds like I just need God to help me through this, right?! Through His example of love and grace, and through prayer that this new level of testing rebellion will cease! </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjglQbKD2IaFHUyfqPXnqar2MIAqRcP6As3BiF2rsbuAu7KoJifnnTRVwnVQKKARzmlgIQNQSSya3U3sjHS3GcWwydl4pJkrVFV3EqwquDR1KtxGiGspeE_itzlEJL7isGARJn2DpnlhWs/s640/blogger-image-1070063784.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjglQbKD2IaFHUyfqPXnqar2MIAqRcP6As3BiF2rsbuAu7KoJifnnTRVwnVQKKARzmlgIQNQSSya3U3sjHS3GcWwydl4pJkrVFV3EqwquDR1KtxGiGspeE_itzlEJL7isGARJn2DpnlhWs/s640/blogger-image-1070063784.jpg"></a></div><p></p>Kimberlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03226147280439887587noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594146928626597450.post-59338885702455496032014-05-08T16:22:00.000-04:002014-06-22T23:25:55.061-04:00Backyard pool<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
It was the hottest day of spring so far so I had to pull out the little plastic pool. Here's a few pictures to show off Kelsie's enjoyment!</div>
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I notice how sweet and loving she is and how she now displays affection towards me like I do to her. Sometimes, she will be sitting next to me or with her head on my shoulder and will just randomly say "I love you mommy". I then say "I love you too Kelsie" and she replies, "I love you more!" and on and on it goes! :) I can assure you, I wouldn't take anything for those moments. Absolutely priceless! <br>
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Somedays its like I can just see her changing right before my eyes! I can just see her maturing into this little girl day by day. I've decided 3 is this age where you still see them as a baby in some ways, but also start to notice this mature little person developing. They are able to have conversations with you and are so inquisitive about everything around them. They start to figure out how the world works a little more each day. I am finding so much joy just watching her and witnessing all of her new discoveries. I can just see her soaking in everything around her. Her curiosity and imagination are at a peak right now and I want to encourage every ounce of it! I love how she literally raises her little finger to scratch her head when you say a new word and she says "hmmm, what's a ______? (Today it was "art festival".) There are so many opportunities to teach, so many things to encourage and at the same time a responsibility to foster the right behaviors and tame the negative ones. I notice her trying to be just like me (reminding me to always be kind, speaky gently, be patient, speak respect, and behave like I want her to behave). <br>
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I am really excited about the next year with a 3 year old. I have heard 3 is the worst in terms of behavior and two weeks ago, I was believing it! But somehow we got over that one week of her really pushing the limits to the extreme, and this week has been completely better. We have spent a lot of time together and have had so much fun! I just love hearing what she has to say every day. I love hearing her heart express itself and learning what her mind thinks of. And I make sure I tell her too! What an absolute joy it is to be her mother and to watch her grow, day by day, minute by minute! More in love every day!<div><br></div><div><br> Museum of Life and Science<div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizsQ8AXqMquCs3yXlVPTdFqBGJB2whuT3qcZGZPtkwsZWbaAfpTGnutv74LMqr2j-ozLuQxom20MKHNJf_g1FQ8ni8ap8TC2ZpVWXaqHZDqMTUEzEHDkFrI1W7nOlZ07WX2CaxM8XwJ3A/s640/blogger-image--2112317324.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizsQ8AXqMquCs3yXlVPTdFqBGJB2whuT3qcZGZPtkwsZWbaAfpTGnutv74LMqr2j-ozLuQxom20MKHNJf_g1FQ8ni8ap8TC2ZpVWXaqHZDqMTUEzEHDkFrI1W7nOlZ07WX2CaxM8XwJ3A/s640/blogger-image--2112317324.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZCh_qQ-7ed2pk-Vm3gfWbpYUD9pGouW9aLVjmZx9C-h5ZP7Vpe_dyxAbnmMNaaIj7qT0_mpvaqXjLeqXlsxNesugO50s9VxeXWZMBWrrely7mCAQXqOBJwHCjRNC5UDD54VAPcbQSC8s/s640/blogger-image--1466285136.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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