tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324736332024-03-07T16:05:09.817-06:00Sadie, Sadie, Married LadyYou don't have to punch life in the face. Just walk beside it & keep it from kicking you in the butt.Sadiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05970457532005085242noreply@blogger.comBlogger321125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32473633.post-33546900352667688372015-06-01T16:38:00.004-05:002015-06-01T16:38:50.340-05:00Twenty Two MonthsI imagine I would never remember this blog even exists without Gayle to remind me. :)
Oh Baby Girl,
So much as changed in seven months!
We up and moved to a new town at the end of February, and now are where your Gaga and Beanie can spend more time with you, which is nice for all of us. For the first month, your Daddy had to stay in Memphis at his job and so your Mimi came and Sadiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05970457532005085242noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32473633.post-58885102357573956402014-11-04T10:39:00.000-06:002014-11-04T10:40:42.446-06:00Fifteen monthsBaby Girl,
Five months have gone by since I last wrote, and it feels like you've changed so much! I am sorry I haven't written more regularly.
You got a bunch of your teeth all at once, and now you are one canine and 4 molars short of a full set! Already! I know it must be hard to have so many coming through in such a short time, but at least it's over more quickly. You've been Sadiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05970457532005085242noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32473633.post-47945307649871608022014-06-09T10:42:00.000-05:002014-06-09T10:42:00.365-05:00Ten MonthsBaby Girl:
I have been really terrible about writing these "monthly" updates. Beyond terrible. I don't have much of an excuse so I won't even throw one out there. So I decided to start writing about ten months when you're only nine and half months old so maybe by the time you hit ten months I'll have written an entire post. Maybe it'll be early! Woot!
So, besides the fact thatSadiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05970457532005085242noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32473633.post-7968438676140475672014-03-12T17:00:00.001-05:002014-03-13T11:29:45.971-05:00Max
We almost made it to our ten year anniversary- just a few days shy. I love you, Best Dog. You were the best good friend I could have ever asked for. I hope you didn't feel neglected the past few months since the baby's arrival. I think that with mom here everyday you got even more love-- more walks definitely. I also hope I did everything right at the end. I can only hope I did right by you as Sadiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05970457532005085242noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32473633.post-64428111160892688562014-03-10T16:03:00.002-05:002014-03-10T16:03:30.073-05:00SevenBaby Girl,
You're seven months old now. I have not been a very faithful blogger. The time is going by so fast and I don't know how to even begin to describe how much you bring to our lives every day.
You haven't started crawling yet, but you are quite adept and getting from one side of the room to the other via a series of moves: roll/sit up/lie down/roll, etc. I have a feeling thatSadiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05970457532005085242noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32473633.post-58083312933775231252013-11-20T15:53:00.000-06:002014-03-10T11:50:18.293-05:00Three months
Well, it's really three months plus 12 days, because I have been writing
this post in my head for a while but am only now writing it outside my
head.
Dear Baby Girl,
I'm writing you this blog post for multiple reasons. 1) I want to remember as much as I can from these early days (and thus should probably make sure to save this somewhere as more than just a blog post). 2) this is Sadiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05970457532005085242noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32473633.post-58983366373153548762013-10-07T09:53:00.001-05:002013-10-07T09:54:04.254-05:00NeglectedAs Gayle pointed out to me... I have completely neglected this blog. I do think most of my readers are also my FB friends so you've seen baby pics (if you're not, shout out!). But there are things I share here that I would not share on FB, so I do have stuff to tell. :)
I am tired. And this is my third day back at work and I am less than thrilled about it. Obviously, even if I Sadiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05970457532005085242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32473633.post-51783149889887227722013-07-30T14:51:00.001-05:002013-07-30T14:52:28.294-05:00NuttinI got nothing to report.
There are no signs of any action on baby's part, and I'm just fine with that for now. I'm not in a hurry. I still have some stuff to take care of at the house, and in my brain. I'm good and done at the office, though. :) It could be today... it could be in two weeks. Who knows. 4 days
until estimated due date, and no induction is planned asSadiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05970457532005085242noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32473633.post-48981897873176741902013-07-10T12:57:00.003-05:002013-07-10T12:57:51.642-05:00Month TenWell, here I am, good and pregnant, and have been such a negligent blogger. I know I will probably regret not doing a better job of keeping track of the past several months, but honestly I feel like there's just really not that much to tell. I know that sounds crazy, but things have been... uneventful.
I like being pregnant. I'm happier. I love feeling her move around.&Sadiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05970457532005085242noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32473633.post-42898114213304293222013-05-29T09:00:00.000-05:002013-07-30T14:53:22.786-05:00ThirtyThirty weeks! Thirty weeks already. It's going so fast...
I want to clarify that when I said I never thought I'd be a SAHM, it wasn't because I didn't think I'd WANT to be, but because I never thought I'd be able to be. I just grew up thinking moms worked (unless they were totally wealthy or something) and that's how it would be. Of course, my own mother did not have thatSadiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05970457532005085242noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32473633.post-1668392485242705912013-05-14T15:21:00.003-05:002013-05-15T10:15:18.423-05:00ThirdThird trimester, that is.
It's here. I can't believe it. This is going by too quickly.
I still feel pretty good. I've noticed an uptick in Tums consumption, I'm a little extra tired, my back hurts at night, and suddenly my work desk chair that has always been perfectly fine has started being uncomfortable (for my rear, not my back). Otherwise, no major complaints. Oh! And restless leg.&Sadiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05970457532005085242noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32473633.post-12028354201945964742013-04-29T11:32:00.000-05:002013-04-29T11:32:08.431-05:00FailWell. I am a complete failure at even the blogging once a week thing. Remember when I posted multiple times a day?
Anyway, I guess though there is a lot to tell, there's not much to tell. Pregnancy is going smoothly, I am incredibly lucky in that regard. My back hurts a little, yeah yeah, and pooping would be nice, but whatever. I'm just along for the ride here, andSadiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05970457532005085242noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32473633.post-39041274465120528322013-03-13T14:02:00.003-05:002013-07-30T14:53:22.784-05:00Oh BoyIt's a girl. :)
Funny, I spent the past four months convincing myself that a boy would be okay, boys are as awesome as girls, boys are BETTER than girls, that by the time I found out it was a girl I was confused and didn't know how to feel!
Fella wanted a boy, I know, but he's still tickled (pink) and was already talking about how she's going to be Daddy's Girl.
Speaking of Daddy'sSadiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05970457532005085242noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32473633.post-46822813862526338842013-03-11T12:26:00.002-05:002013-03-11T12:27:03.984-05:00UpdateTomorrow we find out the sex of the baby. I can't believe it's already time, the time is FLYING and I haven't done much to get ready-- the room that will be the nursery hasn't been touched. I have not bought a speck of baby clothes-- though I did buy some adorable little shoes, a changing pad/cover, jogging stroller and diaper bag at a consignment sale. That's it. I am building Sadiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05970457532005085242noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32473633.post-64242401573929048572013-02-25T14:57:00.001-06:002013-02-25T14:57:03.778-06:00HOLY CRAPIn 159 days (approximately) I will be someone's MOTHER. This is BLOWING MY MIND.
That is all.Sadiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05970457532005085242noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32473633.post-60474707531554267122013-02-20T09:00:00.000-06:002013-02-20T09:00:02.714-06:00Sex
Not that kind of sex, you perverts. Gender sex. I'm told "sex" is the properly used word in this case, as gender does not always match one's biological parts, and right now this fetus does not have a gender identity. Anyway.
It's 3 weeks til I find out the flavor of this alien in my belleh. I think it's a boy. I dreamed it was a boy, and I've had this feeling it's a Sadiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05970457532005085242noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32473633.post-55911701465007242312013-02-06T09:00:00.000-06:002013-02-06T09:00:06.723-06:00Knocked Up
So here's how it happened.
Actually, I'm gonna assume you all know HOW it happened, so I'll skip that part and get to the other stuff.
We had been trying since the wedding, and every month I was convinced I would get a positive pregnancy test, and every month I did not. I was taking my temperature, peeing on sticks for ovulation predictor kits as well as for my fertility monitor, and Sadiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05970457532005085242noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32473633.post-78304099676003014552013-01-29T09:00:00.000-06:002013-02-05T14:46:58.630-06:00LiarI have lied to you, my readers.
There may be only a very small number of you now that I've pretty much abandoned this blog over time, but I know there are still a couple. And I've lied to you.
In my earliest posts this month, I lied by omission.
In this post, I flat out lied when I said there's not much to say.
Cause there's a lot to say.
There's this. This happened. Back around Sadiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05970457532005085242noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32473633.post-50417661988860473032013-01-22T16:36:00.001-06:002013-01-22T16:37:38.140-06:00CrittersPer Desert Songbird's request for an update on Max, I provide the following:
A napping dog on a lazy afternoon.
Not to be neglected, I had to also post a pic of Big Kitty himself. Mr. Merlin, sharing a cuddle on the couch.
Not much to say today, working on a longer post to have out asap...Sadiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05970457532005085242noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32473633.post-24861631938703565472013-01-11T15:12:00.001-06:002013-01-11T15:13:04.629-06:00fifty-twoInspired by my friend Andria over at Boy Crazy, I'm gonna try to post fifty-two times this year. I will ATTEMPT to do so by posting once a week, but just in case I can't swing it I'm going to give myself the flexibility.
If I have to post fifty in the last week of the year that'll be tough. :)
Upon Gayle's request, here's a couple pics of Alaska (psst, Gayle, you know these Sadiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05970457532005085242noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32473633.post-59338897461802946092013-01-03T10:00:00.000-06:002013-01-03T10:00:04.787-06:002013Oh my dear Lord I have not written in nearly 6 months. New Year's Resolution: get back into the habit of writing.
Super fast updates:
I never really went back to Bikram . I went a couple times in the summer, but really after the wedding my motivation was gone. I do need to do something, but I felt like Bikram took too much time from my day (90-minute class, followed by required shower).&Sadiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05970457532005085242noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32473633.post-30056992550868401342012-07-18T08:00:00.000-05:002012-07-18T08:00:11.919-05:00Karma
Today is the day that the divorce of my ex and she-for-whom-he-left-me will be final. I've probably been thinking about it more than I should, but to some degree it feels like it ends a chapter for me, too. It finally brings to an end the saga that was that whole debacle. And this, my friends, is the last blog post about it. I hope.
She and I have reached our own little detente, Sadiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05970457532005085242noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32473633.post-77613417870052696672012-07-17T15:29:00.003-05:002013-01-02T18:00:29.125-06:00Attack
So yesterday at yoga, I was not doing too well. It was super hot (of course) and it seemed extra humid, and I was just not having a good day of it. Then at one point, I thought I might vomit. The feeling passed super quickly, actually, but then for some reason I thought that I would really like to leave.
At Bikram Yoga, they don't lock you in the room, as some Sadiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05970457532005085242noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32473633.post-30583385446785612632012-07-13T14:31:00.000-05:002013-01-02T18:01:12.750-06:00Fine.So P says I need to blog more, and I said that I didn't have anything to really blog about, but I remembered that back in the day when I blogged all the time, I didn't really have much to say then either, I just blogged anyway. So here I go, I'm going to try to blog a few times a week.
Today is Fella's birthday. He asked for a tie. Yes, like a NECKTIE. He is such a grown up Sadiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05970457532005085242noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32473633.post-55904979504308985212012-06-08T11:30:00.000-05:002012-06-08T11:30:29.152-05:00Boring
I feel like I should have so much to write about! I'm married! We're newlyweds! The wedding was perfect! Yay!
And yet, I don't. Because the wedding was perfect, I don't have great stories to tell about how everything went wrong. I have ONE oddity to report:
A woman walked in to the "Bride's Room" where I was kickin' it with my Mom, sister, niece, and P. Pre-wedding photos had been Sadiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05970457532005085242noreply@blogger.com3