tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87503142645741665072024-03-14T02:45:48.858-07:00Happy PeeplesCaroline Peepleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04221142071106381277noreply@blogger.comBlogger73125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8750314264574166507.post-54643304772975521072013-07-02T19:32:00.001-07:002013-07-02T19:32:10.136-07:00My little (big) eight-month-old!It is so cliché to be shocked at how quickly Greer is growing every month... But EIGHT months old?! We are closing in on a year faster than I am comfortable with. <div><br></div><div>This past month has been really fun, though. G is in such a fun, easy phase. She's sitting up and playing on her own really well, she's pretty solidly on a schedule and I see her personality more and more every day! I LOVE being her mommy! </div><div><br></div><div>So, here are some milestones...</div><div><br></div><div>- I have no idea how long she is or what she weighs because we haven't been to the doctor in two months. But she is still a big girl. I can tell you that my mom's back was sore after a weekend of never putting her down. ;-)</div><div><br></div><div>- She is eating lots of baby food and we're still dipping our toes into the finger-food-pond. We'll get there. Right now she's taking five bottles per day. But she's pretty consistently leaving formula in the bottle so we're going to re-evaluate our bottle schedule in the next week or so. I just love that every time we settle into a schedule there is another change to make. </div><div><br></div><div>- She wears mostly 12 month clothes. Very few 6-12 mo. items still fit and she's even in some 12-18 mo. stuff. Her PJs are 12 month (new from this past week) and she wears a size 3 shoe! She finally figured out how to immediately rip her bows/headbands off her head so now I REALLY want her hair to grow so we can start pinning her bows in! </div><div><br></div><div>- This month we switched to a car seat from the infant seat. She is much happier in the bigger car seat because she sits upright in it. She doesn't nap as well in it but she's so much more content so things are more pleasant during the hours we spend traveling. All in all she's become a great traveler! </div><div><br></div><div>- She is a good mix of being a little social butterfly but still is an independent girl, too. She loves other kids and likes to interact with people for the most part. But she also likes her space and alone time. Hopefully she'll be a good combo of mom and dad. Social like Will and independent like me. </div><div><br></div><div>- She is babbling a lot now. Lots of "babababas" and "mamamamas". She will also throw a few "dadadas" in the mix but I am quick to say "mama" when that happens. ;-) She's also giggling a lot and gives sugars. </div><div><br></div><div>- She cut her two bottom teeth this month! She was cranky those two or three days but she wasn't nearly as fussy as I expected. </div><div><br></div><div>This past month has been a fun one! We started it in Memphis, had a couple of family weekends at home, had a garage sale, and then spent the last week and a half in Little Rock. We're looking forward to a hot July full of daddy's bar studies and mommy's attempts to keep this baby cool and happy! </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-M3BViVcA9gQ/UdOM207APKI/AAAAAAAAAtw/k-Q0cnR7Jbk/s640/blogger-image--712098614.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-M3BViVcA9gQ/UdOM207APKI/AAAAAAAAAtw/k-Q0cnR7Jbk/s640/blogger-image--712098614.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-xzVRmpormFE/UdBS7AhXIeI/AAAAAAAAAtA/RTt9LuYA1Hw/s640/blogger-image-591384626.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-xzVRmpormFE/UdBS7AhXIeI/AAAAAAAAAtA/RTt9LuYA1Hw/s640/blogger-image-591384626.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-yzYnBn5mS1g/UdOND4oobSI/AAAAAAAAAug/pNg9emeYUI0/s640/blogger-image--2141743652.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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This mom! I didn't do a post when Greer was six months old! Why would I skip the half year post, too! Ugh! Honestly, I thought I'd write it from the road when we were on our way to FL (which already would have been over a week late) but we don't have a car charger and I was paranoid about losing phone power. Then the month was over half way over when we got home from the beach. Excuses, excuses. Anyway, at least I'm posting one this month! <div><br></div><div>- Greer has (obviously) grown up a lot in the last two months! She is sitting up, mimicking sounds, eating some finger foods, really wanting to crawl and still smiling and giggling all the time! </div><div><br></div><div>- Eating: she has three meals a day and five bottles. She is now fully weaned. I loved nursing and am so happy with how it went for us but I will say I've enjoyed this next stage of her being on formula. I had either a stomach bug or food poisoning in Little Rock in April and that started the process of weaning because my supply went way down. But I wasn't totally finished until this past week. As far as food goes, she eats anywhere from three to seven ounces of baby food at each meal. Some that I've made, some that I've bought. She's also eating puffs, yogurt melts and mum mums. And we've started introducing very few finger foods like cheese but she's not really into it yet. </div><div><br></div><div>- Playing: She has been sitting up on her own for over a month. That was a big change for us because she definitely preferred to be upright so she was in her exersaucer or the Johnny Jump Up A LOT. Now she's happy to play on the floor for long periods of time. She has also started to lunge forward for things and can pivot on her tummy. Next step... crawling! Honestly, I'm not quite ready for that yet! I am SO enjoying this stage where she can entertain herself but isn't mobile!</div><div><br></div><div>- Sleeping: So, my last post was when she was 5 months old and we were in the middle of sleep training. Since then we have gotten on a great schedule, totally lost that schedule, and then gotten back on it! Ha. It's funny (in a totally frustrating way) that as soon as you think you've figured things out you travel or you change one little thing that throws everything off. But for now she is napping well (about an hour and a half in the morning and two and a half hours in the afternoon!) and sleeping between eleven and twelve hours at night! I am one lucky mama. </div><div><br></div><div>- Growing: Well, the stats I have for now are actually from her 6 month appointment. She was 21lbs1oz (98th percentile) and was 28.5 inches long (literally off the charts). She is still barely in her 9 month pj's and mostly 12 month clothes. Her 9 month smocked dresses do still fit, though, for those of you who have prayed. ;-) </div><div><br></div><div>I love you, Greer! You bring us more and more joy every single day! </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-CNx_f7ISUs0/UaymbWZ8WzI/AAAAAAAAArs/JZt3kSdg8pc/s640/blogger-image-784138484.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-CNx_f7ISUs0/UaymbWZ8WzI/AAAAAAAAArs/JZt3kSdg8pc/s640/blogger-image-784138484.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-iAeyQOj1Nfw/UaymVDQyk0I/AAAAAAAAArU/1YjOHvDDgs4/s640/blogger-image--2060820698.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-iAeyQOj1Nfw/UaymVDQyk0I/AAAAAAAAArU/1YjOHvDDgs4/s640/blogger-image--2060820698.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-3soaVt0rmMs/UaymjxkVrlI/AAAAAAAAAsM/fagqyy8MGmI/s640/blogger-image-1906789837.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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I can hardly believe it. While we traveled a lot in her fourth month, her fifth month brought lots of visitors! Nene came twice(!) and the Holman family came for a really fun cousin (and mommy BFF quality time) weekend. She has also done lots of growing, smiling, giggling and eating. So... Here are some specific updates and memories: <br />
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- She weighs about 19 lbs per my crude home weighing. Big. Girl. She's all cheeks and belly. And I love it all. <br />
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- She is eating food! And she LOVES it. Not shocking considering how much her momma and daddy love food. But when I feed her she leans forward into each bite. It's so funny... And makes feeding her a little trickier. She loves carrots, butternut squash and apples. She is so-so on bananas and does not like peas or avocados. We'll try the peas again in a couple of weeks, though. Next on the list to try are pears and sweet potatoes. So far I've been making her food and really enjoy it. Not committing to always make it but for now it's really fun and cheap! <br />
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- Sleep... Oh, sleep. First of all let me say we are SO fortunate because she always sleeps through the night. And when I say through the night I mean ELEVEN hours! Miraculous! However, last Sunday night we stopped swaddling and started "sleep training." Since her go-to move when she has the use of her hands is to immediately rip her paci out of her mouth, I knew that unswaddling would also mean starting to cry it out. Otherwise I would be in her room basically standing over her until she fell asleep. Night time has been fine (we started with almost an hour of crying and are now down to about 15-30 minutes). Naps, however, have been disastrous. The real problem is that I tried to create a nap schedule at the same time. I think that was too much all at once. So, she is now napping in the swing again - which really means we've regressed from where we were before when she was at least napping in her crib. Ugh. But, my new plan is to get the schedule part down and then we'll tackle taking those naps in the crib, unswaddled, again. I feel that Greer needs to be able to soothe herself and its important that she can be happy without me being right in front of her face. Easier said than done. I'll be VERY interested to see what my update is on this point next month. Haha. <br />
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- On a much happier note Greer is SUCH a sweet, happy girl! Yesterday a stranger said hi to her while she was strapped to me in Costco and Greer couldn't have smiled any bigger! At a stranger! It makes me so happy that she has such a sweet disposition and is so friendly. Other than disliking the car seat (again, because I'm not right in her face in the car - haha) she is happy almost all her waking hours! She likes to bounce in the exersaucer and LOVES to watch Dexter wherever he goes. He will be asleep on the couch and she will bust up laughing at him. I love it. <br />
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- She CAN put her paci in her mouth correctly now! Sometimes it takes her a couple of attempts but she has made so much progress in the last week, which is almost definitely due to all the crib tears that have been shed. ;-) <br />
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- So, she has not rolled over ONCE since last month's post. I blame the belly. She's got a lot of "Greer" to roll. Ha. And she's also a lot happier on her tummy than she has been in the past. So, we're working on sitting up right now - basically just moving on to the next milestone. She HAS rolled over so it doesn't really bother me that's she's content just hanging out however we lay her down (whether she's on her back or her belly). <br />
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- She went to the nursery at church on Palm Sunday for the first time! It was the first time anyone kept her other than relatives. I actually did really well and even paid attention to the sermon! And Greer did pretty well, too. When we walked in she was being held because "she got grumpy in the bouncy seat" (shocker) but she was happy as she could be. I think not getting called out of church for a meltdown = success for our first time. <br />
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- I still call her Goose most of the time. I am also trying to use her name more and forgot to include "Greersy-Pants-Peeples" as one of my favorite nicknames in last month's post. Also, Will likes to work "Greer" into other names or sayings. So she gets called "Richard Greer" sometimes. Haha. We're strange. (Side note - Will calling Francis "Frangelica Houston" is actually my favorite such nickname.) <br />
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- We love FaceTime!! We FaceTime with my mom and sister on a regular (read: daily) basis but we've also chatted with my dad, Gigi and MH & Francis! Greer really does look at the phone and interact with whoever we're chatting with, too! And with all due respect to everyone else... She loves FaceTime with Susan THE MOST! She seriously lights up when Susan's face pops up on the screen! It makes me so happy! <br />
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- Stats: She's in size 3 diapers. She wears 6-12 month clothing (that sounds vague but we have lots of 6-12 mo items and then she wears some 6, some 9 and some 12 mo stuff!) and we did specifically have to jump up to 9 month pjs because she's so tall! Everyone please stop and say a prayer that her summer smocked dresses and bubbles fit her - they are ALL 9 months and it's making me sweat. Seriously. Pray. <br />
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So, those are the updates on our precious girl! She is the light of my life and such a treasure. I said this last month but I continue to feel unbelievably blessed that God chose us to be her parents. She belongs to him and we are just here to feed, clothe and adore her. And I will do all of it with all of my heart! Thank you Jesus for the gift of salvation and the amazing blessing of Greer Allan Peeples! My heart overflows. <br />
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Dedication. I am bouncing around in front of some nice businessmen because she will have none of me sitting down. So, what better time to list some things I love about her?!<br />
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- Stats... At her last appointment (which was almost three weeks ago) she weighed 16lbs 3oz and was 26 inches long. 90th percentile in weight and 99th in height. Big girl!! I need to do a little self weigh when we're home, though, because I think she's had a growth spurt since then. <br />
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- Nicknames... She doesn't know her name yet and that probably because I usually call her Goose. Or Gooseberry, sis, sweets or G. But usually Goose. She almost definitely thinks her name is Goose. I should probably remedy that. <br />
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- She is grabbing things with intention and putting them in her mouth. She'll put anything in her mouth EXCEPT for the correct end of her paci. She will, however, promptly pull the paci out of her mouth and then get mad about it. Haha. <br />
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- She has rolled from her belly to back three times! Once in Memphis, once in Little Rock and once at home. If she had just done it in Chapel Hill she would have covered all her bases. Speaking of these bases... In the last month we have traveled to Memphis, LR and made our first family of three flight to NC. She was great on the flight to NC. We are moments away from finding out how she will handle the flight home. <br />
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- We're still not on a schedule. That is my month four goal. And maybe... Just MAYBE it won't end up also being my month five goal. ;-) But right now she is sleeping through the night (about 9-10 hours) with an occasional paci replacement during the night. We're going to cry it out a little when we get home to eliminate the paci trips for mommy and daddy. Naps... She is pretty regular with her big morning nap. Other than that... We try to stay on an eat, play sleep cycle but every day is different. I want to be on a schedule with two big naps a day by our beach trip at the beginning of May. I am purposefully giving myself lots of time for that one. She's a happy girl so most schedule changes are for my long term benefit. <br />
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- She is smiling a lot. Giggling when we really earn it. She LOVES her daddy. She will just stare and stare at Will. She likes me, too, but I know that a lot of that has to do with being the food source. That's okay, though. It's nice to feel needed. ;-) She also loves her Aunt SueSue and her cousins!! They are all very entertaining! <br />
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We love you so much, baby girl!! I can't remember life without you and it has only been four months. I've hoped and prayed for you for a very long time and you are the fulfillment of so many dreams. I am so grateful that God lent you to us for our time on Earth. I will love you every day of it. <br />
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This will be my first "update" to be posted late... The first many, I'm sure. But so much has happened in the past month! I cannot believe that we were still in Little Rock when Greer turned two months. And now my little baby is three months old! So crazy. <br />
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But in the last month we have finally gotten into somewhat of a routine. Each day is still a little different but I do feel comfortable with her eating schedule and nighttime sleep schedule - which is amazing. Naps on the other hand... <br />
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So here is an update on our girl!! <br />
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- At three months I'm pretty sure she weighed between 15 & 16 lbs. I broke down and bought a scale for our house but it's not digital and I weighed not holding her and then holding her, so it's a rough estimate. (We have her next pediatrician appt on Valentine's Day)<br />
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- She is sleeping through the night like such an angel! We give her a bottle of breast milk sometime between 8:30 & 9:30 and rock her to sleep immediately. Then my sweet child sleeps until 7:00! Now, sometimes she's up at 6:30 but today it was 7:30. She has hovered around that 7:00 hour for over a week. Praise God for so much sleep for mommy!<br />
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- She is so much more playful! She is the smiliest (it's a word) baby and if you work really hard for it she'll laugh at you. She's also sitting up really well and even stands with your hands holding her hips. She doesn't seem to be close to rolling over yet but I'm not as good about making her do tummy time so that's probably my fault. <br />
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- Naps... Yeah, right now she's still briefly napping between each feeding. She'll sleep anywhere from 30 minutes to an hour. I rarely get her to sleep for more than an hour more than once a day but she does nap several times. And I'm honestly not sure how to switch to a morning nap and long afternoon nap. I've let Greer dictate her schedule (other than making a concerted effort to move her bedtime up a few weeks ago). So I'm totally gun shy about forcing a nap schedule on her and messing with my happy baby! Maybe in my four month post I'll say "Greer put herself on a nap schedule." Haha. We'll see. <br />
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- Speaking of her schedule here is her feeding schedule right now (these are pretty much all give-or-take half an hour and this is really so that I can look back at this one day):<br />
7:00 wake up and eat<br />
9:00 eat again in order to get on a 9:00 schedule (this allows me to have her on a regular schedule without having to "stretch" her in the morning - instead she has two meals fairly close together)<br />
12:00 meal<br />
3:00 meal<br />
6:00 meal<br />
9:00 meal (this one is pretty flexible because if she's grumpy and hungry she may eat as early as 8:00 but if we have something to do that night we may adjust the schedule enough for her to eat as late at 9:30)<br />
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- Other random things I want to remember:<br />
1. She has just started to grab things and bring them to her mouth.<br />
2. She loves sticking out her tongue at you. And she loves when you stick your tongue out at her, too.<br />
3. She loves to Face Time. She will look right at the phone screen and smile at whomever we're chatting with. I especially love doing this with our families far away since she is reaching the age where she recognizes faces.<br />
4. She likes her play mat for 15-20 minutes and her exersaucer for 5-10 minutes. I expect those two things to switch in the next month or so. <br />
5. Since I started putting her in her crib at night she has started to rub the hair off the back of her head. But it's not nearly as bad as it could be. And her hair is definitely getting thicker on top! <br />
6. Her eyes are still dark blue. I know in pictures they are so dark that they look brown but there's not a fleck of brown in them. I keep thinking they'll turn green but they haven't yet. <br />
7. She cries BIG tears. And she cries them the second she tunes up. I won't feel like she's crying that hard and I'll look down to see tears streaming down her face. Breaks. My. Heart. <br />
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So.. That's the update on our girl! This next month brings travels to Memphis, Little Rock and North Carolina! We are so excited! I will be very good at packing for baby by the end of it! <br />
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- She continues to become more and more alert. She will sometimes smile at you when you talk to her, which is the best feeling ever! She has also found her tongue, which is really cute. <br />
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- She is sleeping well at night. We are definitely not on a regular schedule yet but she will usually give me a 5-7 hour stretch from 11:00 - 4:00, 5:00 or 6:00. I kiss all over her on the 6:00 days. ;-) When we get back to Nashville we are going to start a bedtime routine at about 9:00. I know I'm going to be TERRIBLE at letting her cry so we'll see how that goes. Stay tuned...<br />
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- She has learned to love being held. We have been in Little Rock for the past three weeks and the girl has hardly ever been put down. I am in big trouble when we get home. Again, I'm not good at the crying it out thing. Eek. I'm going to get very good at doing everything one-handed. <br />
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- Carolyn and I unofficially weighed her yesterday (I weighed myself and then reweighed while holding Greer) and she was 13.5 lbs!! I know other moms understand... Weight gain is so reassuring. <br />
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- There is still a great debate about who she looks like. I think the take away is that she is a good mixture and really looks like me sometimes and Will sometimes. She has one expression where she furrows her eyebrows and IS Will Peeples. <br />
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The first two months of Greer's life have been a whirlwind. We had such great help from our moms for the first month in Nashville, we had Will's family to our house for Thanksgiving, Will had finals, we've been in Little Rock for three weeks, Christmas was spent bouncing around AR visiting family, we spent two nights without power in Hot Springs, and now we have started a new year! We are headed home to Nashville on Thursday and I am really looking forward to starting our new normal. <br />
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Greer, you have already brought us so much joy. You are the greatest blessing we could ever imagine and I cannot wait to get to know you better each day. Your parents love you to the moon and back. <br />
Love, Mommy<br />
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Here are some updates: <br />
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- She weighed 11 lbs. 12 oz. at her appointment today. She is growing, which makes me happy and relieved! I knew she was bigger but having the weight confirmation was encouraging since I'm solely breast feeding. Feeding has been going well but every time she eats I will wonder if she's gotten too much or not enough... So it's just so great to know that's she's a growing girl!<br />
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- She has started smiling and cooing! I love hearing her little voice and when she looks at me and smiles... I absolutely melt. Funnily enough she smiles the most when I'm changing her diaper. That usually means that changes are prolonged so that I can talk and smile with her. And also that I get peed on a lot. Worth it. <br />
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- She's still eating every three hours during the day. Then in the evening she is usually hungry closer to every two hours or even less. But "power feeding" before bed does help us get a longer stretch at night. The other night she ate at 11:00 and then didn't wake up until 6:30!!! I almost fell out of bed when I looked at the clock. Now, that was a fluke. But I can consistently get a 4-6 hour stretch from her at night. <br />
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- Will took his last exam for this semester yesterday! He has been really good about spending some time each day with her but I am really looking forward to him having more free time. And I'm excited for Greer to be a little more interactive... I want lots of Daddy daughter bonding time for them! <br />
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- She has had some tummy aches in the last few days. We've started giving her mylecon (sp?) drops and I think that has helped. She is such a sweet girl that she fusses only in the moments when it hurts but she spent a few days awake way more than she should have been because she was uncomfortable. I'm hoping we're moving on from the tummy aches. <br />
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- She got her vaccinations today. It was hard to watch her scream when she felt the first one. Ugh. But the other two were finished so quickly and she had seriously quit crying before I could even get her paci in her mouth. Such a tough girl. <br />
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- Weeks 1 through 6 have been great! Now we will spend weeks 7 through 9 in the great state of Arkansas. It will be great for family and friends to get to see/meet her. And it will be a crash course in traveling and running around with a baby for her mommy and daddy! I'm nervous and excited! Any and all prayers are much appreciated. <br />
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Here are some previously unposted pictures of our precious girl! <br />
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- She is a growing girl! 8 lbs 7 oz, 20 inches at birth. 9 lbs 6 oz, 22 inches at her three week appointment. And I think she MIGHT weigh over 10 lbs now... I feel like she's grown a ton in the last week. <br />
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- She continues to have a super laid back disposition. As she's awake more and more during the day I get nervous that she'll fuss and cry more. But in actuality she is just as content as she can be. We're continuing to keep our fingers crossed, hold our breath and say our prayers about it!<br />
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- In most pictures her eyes look brown but they are actually dark blue. They could obviously still change to brown or green but right now they're blue! <br />
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- She is starting to focus on things. I can tell when she's looking right at me and I love it. She's also starting to lay on her play mat and watch the mobile. <br />
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- She's still eating well and is down to six minutes on each side. Efficiency makes mommy happy because feedings are pretty quick! <br />
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- She is SUCH a good nighttime sleeper. Last night she fell asleep at midnight and I woke her up at 5:00 to eat. I know I am crazy to wake a baby but when you breast feed and it has been seven plus hours (she had gotten an 11:00 bottle so I could sleep) then we'll talk. <br />
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- We are getting out of the house together more and more. Yesterday I even fed her in the mommy room at Nordstrom. She was great for our entire day of lunch and mall shopping. I, however, was totally worn out by the time we left. <br />
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- She's been spitting up lately. Spitting up is my least favorite thing. I know that babies spit up - it comes with the territory. But every time I think it's because I've done something wrong. But there are fifteen different things that can make her spit up and some of them just can't be helped. And she never cries when it happens so I THINK she still loves me. ;-)<br />
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- She has grown out of most newborn things other than sleep sack/dresses. Mostly she's in 0-3 month clothes now. <br />
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- Each day her life is documented on Instagram and Facebook by her overly proud mother. Sue me. I do wonder how many people have removed me from their timelines, though. I know they're out there. Ha. <br />
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Here are some of my favorite pictures that I haven't posted on Facebook. You'd think I wouldn't have any left... But you would be oh-so wrong!<br />
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These first three weeks with her have both flown and creeped by... I feel like she just got here and has been here forever. It has been a major adjustment to have another human depend on you for everything. There is no copping out of parent duties because you're tired or not in the mood. Particularly when you are the food source. But Will and I have amazingly supportive and selfless families. My mom stayed for a week and Will's mom has been here for the past week. It is so much easier for me to tend to Greer when I have a sweet mamma here tending to me. My water cup has not been empty since she was born, my house is as clean as it's ever been, I have slept well and often, I haven't done a load of laundry myself since I was pregnant, life is good. <br />
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So, true to form here is a list of the specific things I am thankful for today:<br />
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- Greer is a happy girl. She has such a laid back disposition. She's only awake for several hours a day but during those hours she is just as content as she can be. If she's crying then she is hungry, cold or you are messing with her too much. If she is full and clothed, she is happy. <br />
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- She is a growing girl. Breast feeding is going well. But it is an art... not a science. So I am so thrilled that she weighed 9 lbs. 6 oz. at her appointment yesterday! She has gained almost a pound since birth. Which makes mommy happy and much more relaxed that she is getting what she needs. <br />
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- I feel great. I was so worried about post-partum issues before she was born. But my body and mind are both holding up great! Being her mom comes with a lot of pressure and unsure moments but I am thankful that I feel nothing but love and joy. I know that's not the case for everyone and I'm grateful it is for me. Also, I have my follow up appointment with my doctor next week and I'm hopeful that I'll get the go ahead to start taking Greer on walks and get back to normal physical activities. I feel great so hopefully the doc will give the green light! <br />
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- I am thankful for a God who has poured out so many blessings on us through this child. I told Will this week that I am trying to accept these gifts for what they are and just be grateful... instead of guilty. I have to admit that I have moments where I just feel bad for how well everything is going. I keep thinking, "This is supposed to be a lot harder!" But I am doing better every day. I have an angel baby - and I'll keep her! <br />
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I hope everyone had a great Turkey Day and that you are also able to count your blessings today. Here are some pictures of our happy girl!<br />
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Wednesday was my last day at work. It ended up being a pretty busy work day (not really just a day wandering the halls saying goodbye) and the only thing I can really say is that I felt weird. I had some painful (but still irregular) contractions and just felt sort of odd all day. I attributed all of that to the majorness of my last day (and the brownie dessert I shamelessly ate at lunch). BUT I did tell a group of coworkers before I left that I'd probably have her tomorrow because my body will somehow know that now I'm finished at the office. My water broke about eight hours later.<br />
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I woke up at 12:30 a.m. for one of my midnight bathroom breaks. As soon as I laid back down in the bed my water broke. Will was watching TV after taking a practice test for a standardized test he had (and still took because he's a rockstar) on Saturday. Poor guy never went to bed. I walked into the living room and told him I was pretty sure my water had broken. We called the doc, Will threw together a bag and we headed to the hospital. I was pretty confident that my water had broken and this was it but I think a mixture of denial and being gun shy kept us from calling most family until we were at the hospital. I knew that as soon as we sounded the alarms everyone would on the interstate pretty quickly. In the middle of the night. So we wanted to be sure. By the time we were checking into the hospital reality set it and we called everyone. They were all on the road within the hour. They are AMAZING!! <br />
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So, after checking in, confirming I was in labor and a move up to the labor and delivery floor we were officially in business. I'm not going to go into every detail of the night here so here are the highlights: <br />
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- Epidurals are awesome. I was nervous to get one, it did hurt to get it but not nearly as much as I expected, I had a hiccup with mine and they had to switch the actual medicine I got, but I was very affirmed that it was the right decision for me. As scary as labor was... That part was superb. ;-)<br />
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- IV's are not awesome. My veins rolled twice. Third attempt was a charm. And that charm left me with a bruise covering the entire back of my left hand that STILL has not gone away. <br />
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- Once you've had a baby no "private" part of your body will feel "private" ever again. It took an hour at the hospital before I forgot that it should be embarrassing to show 15 different people your nether-region. Just saying. <br />
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- My husband is my favorite adult on this planet (and I love this baby but it's still a tie for favorite person overall). He brought just the right amount of sweetness, support, humor and faithfulness to the entire experience. AND he did bring half of Greer's DNA to the table so I will be eternally grateful for that fact alone.<br />
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- I went from less than half-way there to pushing in an hour and a half. Greer was not messing around. It. Was. Time. 35 minutes later, she was here. I am so thankful for a healthy girl but I am also thankful for a quick and relatively painless labor. It's not lost on me how fortunate I was there. And I'm grateful. <br />
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- The early morning of November 1 affirmed my faith in our Almighty God like no other experience in my life. Over and over I saw how perfect His timing is and I felt so cared for by Him. We have a happy, healthy baby. I have been a happy, healthy mamma. Watching Will be a daddy has made me fall in love with him all over again. I just can't say enough how the Lord has had his hands all over us this past week. I will praise and worship Him forever for this precious girl's life. <br />
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So, at 10:37 on November 1 Greer cried her first cry, announcing the arrival of a special, beautiful woman. She has her daddy's dark hair and her mommy's hands and feet. Other than that you'll have to ask the grandmothers who she looks like. ;-) As far as I'm concerned she looks like Greer and my heart really did grow when I looked into her eyes. She has been such an angel and I can't begin to tell you how fortunate we are. I'll update more with how things are going but I will say that we are doing great! Our first pediatrician appointment is tomorrow so we'll also know more then! <br />
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Until I post again, much love from the very Happy Peeples! <br />
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<span style="color: #073763;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">I love you so much, mom! I am feeling especially connected to you in these last days of waiting to become a mother myself. Also, I cannot wait for you to get to town and clean my house. Haha. Moms are the best!</span></span></span><br />
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<a href="http://happypeeples.blogspot.com/2011/07/mommy-dearest.html">Mom Post - July 15, 2011</a><br />
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Caroline Peepleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04221142071106381277noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8750314264574166507.post-51903580628472213632012-10-18T14:36:00.002-07:002012-10-18T14:36:48.583-07:00To Will<span style="color: #073763;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">I realized after my letter to Greer that I have mostly talked about the pregnancy part of Greer being on her way and, in doing so, have left Will out more than I meant to. Anyone who knows him will not be shocked at all that Will has been the most amazing husband throughout this pregnancy. So, I wanted to (very publicly) thank him for some of the things I have appreciated most over the past months...</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #073763;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Will,</span></span></span><br />
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<li><span style="color: #073763;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Thank you for getting so excited and saying all the right things the morning we found out I was pregnant. I know you were a little shocked and scared at the weight of it all but you were so sweet and SO funny and that helped me tremendously. Your prayer that morning - that included thanking God for this amazing gift AND asking God that maybe my mom wouldn't move to Nashville RIGHT away - is my most precious memory from that morning.</span></span></span></li>
<li><span style="color: #073763;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Thank you for taking me off of the ski slope and not totally freaking out yourself when I had a COMPLETE hormonal meltdown 100 yards into our second run. And for letting me bow out of skiing for the rest of the trip with absolutely no guilt trip. You were already a professionally supportive dad-to-be just days after we found out we were expecting.</span></span></span></li>
<li><span style="color: #073763;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Thank you for waking me up for dinner during my first trimester when I would go to sleep after work. And then letting me go right back to sleep after we ate. You never made me feel bad for taking care of myself and that was so appreciated.</span></span></span></li>
<li><span style="color: #073763;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Thank you for being excited that Greer was a girl. I was (secretly) DYING for her to be a girl but I was so nervous because I really thought you felt the same way about us having a boy. But as soon as the ultrasound tech said she was a girl you were beaming. And that meant everything to me.</span></span></span></li>
<li><span style="color: #073763;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Thank you for letting me off the hook every time I've apologized for "complaining." Pregnancy has been great for me but it has come (as it does for everyone) with lots of physical discomfort. Every time I've said my back hurt or it was hard to walk or I was tired or I was just generally uncomfortable you have been nothing but supportive and NOT ONCE did you tell me to suck it up. Major husband points for that one. </span></span></span></li>
<li><span style="color: #073763;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Thank you for going to see <i>Hope Springs</i> with me on our babymoon because I wanted to see Meryl's new movie. I'll never stop feeling guilty for that one. Anyone who has seen that movie totally understands. Anyone who hasn't seen it... keep it that way.</span></span></span></li>
<li><span style="color: #073763;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Thank you, first of all, for supporting (in every sense of the word) me staying at home with Greer. That decision will affect so many facets of our lives and I love you for your willingness to be the sole bread winner. And thank you for also standing behind my decision to give my notice at work so early. That was a sacrificial decision but I can't tell you how much it has put my mind and heart at ease these past months.</span></span></span></li>
<li><span style="color: #073763;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Thank you for cleaning the house before our families were here a few weekends ago. You have helped around the house all along (even pre-pregnancy) but the big cleaning job before visitors meant a lot to me. Our house has not been as clean as I want it throughout this entire pregnancy (and thank you for never saying one negative word about that!) so having it cleaned before we had guests really made me relax. And my mom commented on how clean the kitchen was - official seal of approval.</span></span></span></li>
<li><span style="color: #073763;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Thank you for taking on some of the big "getting ready" responsibilities like picking the car seat, setting up our pediatrician appointment, our tour at the hospital, etc. And thank you for going to <i>every single</i> one of my doctors appointments. Every one of them. And asking questions at all of them, too. ;-)</span></span></span></li>
<li><span style="color: #073763;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">I could go on forever... so thank you for being the man that I married. The man that I look up to, that makes me laugh <i>literally</i> every day, that makes me feel special and loved at all times and the man who is going to be all of that and more for our little girl. You are going to be the ultimate dad and I am so excited that I am about to watch and support you through that journey. </span></span></span></li>
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<span style="color: #073763;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">You are my best friend and you have my heart,</span></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #073763;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Caroline </span></span></span>Caroline Peepleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04221142071106381277noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8750314264574166507.post-81591051219316976612012-10-10T16:55:00.001-07:002012-10-11T18:59:47.101-07:00To GreerTo my precious baby girl,<br />
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You are due to arrive in a month. These past nine months we have spent together, in one body, have been some of the most precious of my life. I keep fixating on how excited I am to see your sweet little face. I think I want to see your face because I feel like I know you so well otherwise. I feel you move and kick and roll, it's like we communicate already. I know that you're feisty and strong and sassy. I know that when you get the hiccups you get mad and kick around until they go away. I know that first thing in the morning you like to bump and nudge me... It's like you say good morning but you're a little groggy, too, so you don't kick as hard as usual. I know you'll be cuddly because you're very still if I rub your back when it's out against my tummy. I know that you hate when I climb stairs or walk too fast... Okay, that's probably me. <br />
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We have one month left sharing this body and I want to savor every minute of it. I truly can't wait to see your beautiful face but I also know what that day will bring... Lots of people to share you with. There are so many people who already love you beyond measure and cannot wait to meet you. So for now, while it's still just you and me, I want to tell you that this year has been wonderful and it only makes me more excited for all the years to come with you! <br />
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Love, <br />
MommyCaroline Peepleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04221142071106381277noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8750314264574166507.post-8634583739154962502012-10-07T14:37:00.001-07:002012-10-07T15:23:20.929-07:00Five Weeks Left!Well, we are five weeks away from Greer's due date! Being able to travel has come and gone. Showers have come and gone. Visits from family before the "it's time" phone calls have come and gone. So now it feels like... we just wait. Don't get me wrong, there are definitely still things to do. AND we have two weddings for people we love dearly that I am so excited about in the next few weeks. But it does feel like we are now in the holding pattern stage. Just waiting on this sweet girl to decide it's time to meet her mom and dad. <br />
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So, just to ease some people's minds after my last post... We now have diapers! Haha. I know that made some folks nervous and so you can all rest assured that we now have 100+ newborn and 100+ size 1 diapers. Also, I am currently washing our (mine and Greer's) clothes for the hospital so we will be packed by tonight! I have charged our video camera and regular camera and they are in my bag. It's really starting to feel like she'll be here so soon! <br />
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This weekend was so special with mom, Gigi, Susan, Sug and Carolyn in town for my shower here. It meant a lot to me that my family got to meet some of my friends. Kathleen, Christin and Cameron seriously outdid themselves planning such a beautiful day for Greer and me. I have gotten SO many compliments on the food and specific recipe requests - the definite sign of a successful shower! <br />
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I just cannot get over how unbelievably blessed Will and I are as a family. As if having this baby isn't wonderful enough, this has been a time that we have been so overwhelmed by the love and generosity of our family and friends. And I don't just mean gifts (although the gifts have been amazing -please know that I'm not the fastest thank you note writer but I am truly thankful for all of the useful and beautiful things for Greer). What I'm really referring to is people's love they have covered us with and their generosity with time, prayers and acts. Sometimes I just can't process how fortunate we are. We are about to start a crazy adventure that will last the rest of our lives and I so appreciate that we are jumping off this cliff feeling so supported. Thank you all for your love. We feel it. Trust me. <br />
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I hope everyone is excited about fall's arrival and that you had a great first cool weekend! Next up on the blog will be pictures of the nursery! Yay!! <br />
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Caroline Peepleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04221142071106381277noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8750314264574166507.post-2499842429775215702012-09-29T12:57:00.001-07:002012-09-29T13:08:19.157-07:00These Are My Confessions...Okay, I thought I'd come back strong and blog often. BUT it turns out my last two months of pregnancy are busy ones so far. So, just to record some randomness here are some of my preggo confessions...<br />
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Very occasionally I fall asleep on the couch and (gasp!) don't take my vitamins before getting in bed. Listen, it's all I can do to drag my pregnant belly the twelve steps to the bed. And we'll pretend I'm brushing my teeth in those twelve steps. <br />
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Sometimes I come back out to the couch to sleep the rest of the night ON MY BACK. I know it's a no-no. But our couch is really soft so I feel like I'm not putting as much pressure on my back when I sleep on it. I'm sure it's flawed logic but sometimes you gotta make-do. Rolling from side to side is (for some reason I can't quite figure out) one of the most painful things I do. <br />
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Greer will probably come out and immediately slap me in the face. She'll probably want payback for all the poking I do at her. Every time she rolls or kicks for some reason I feel like I need to respond by pushing back. It's automatic at this point. And I'm fairly certain that I noticed the shirt I wore yesterday was kind of dingy where she kicks a lot (and therefor I touch a lot). I'm admitting I have a problem. But on the flip side she may love it. And truly I'll never know. So let's just say she loves it. ;-)<br />
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We don't have one diaper yet and I haven't washed one piece of clothing or blanket. I am definitely not prepared for an early baby. Oh yeah, I need to pack for the hospital soon, don't I? Oh, and go see where the L & D floor is at the hospital. And pick a pediatrician. And take the car seat out of the box. Yeah, the to-do list is kind of long at this point. <br />
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I thought I was so smart and super cool for not needing to wear too many maternity clothes. And now I am QUICKLY running out of things to wear. With so little time left I will not be purchasing one more thing with a stretchy waist or rouched sides... So it is time to get creative. OR start stealing from Will's side of the closet. Hmm...<br />
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My house is dirty. I try to do something productive at home everyday but after work it is very difficult for me to resist the couch. Every time I decide to clean I end up organizing something instead. Trust me, these are not the same thing. <br />
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I have a days-left-at-work countdown. I tried to resist the urge to wish those days away but it happened. And I have 23 left! Eek!<br />
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I read that Greer's bones are hardening at this stage so I should be trying to bump up my calcium intake. I read this as: Eat more cookies so that I drink milk with them and eat more Cinnamon Toast Crunch. I'm sure that's just what the doctor ordered, though. It's fine. <br />
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Up until mid-week this past week I had started to become a pretty grumpy pregnant person. I had a hard time with the fact that all I want to do is lay around. I'm rapidly getting pretty uncomfortable and I was just generally sour about it. Then I had two epiphanies... (1) I realized that Greer and I are going to spend the next six weeks growing. A lot. So, unless I just enjoy the size I am now the last weeks of my pregnancy will all be spent being negative. Not cool. (2) I am so grateful and excited to be pregnant! It wasn't "hard" for me to get pregnant but it did require some patience and so WHY would I be a jerk about it now?! It's okay to have a bad day. It's okay to cry (hormones pretty exclusively give me that right at this point). However, it is NOT okay to spend my last months before Greer's arrival thinking of my life as hard or being negative. This baby is the most amazing gift Will and I have ever been given and I'm not going to pout about being UNCOMFORTABLE. As soon as that light bulb went off the rest of my week has been borderline blissful! Thank you Lord for a little perspective! <br />
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Okay, it is now 3:00 and time to peel myself off the couch. Happy (almost) October everyone! I cannot believe it is fall and Greer's due date is quickly approaching...<br />
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Caroline Peepleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04221142071106381277noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8750314264574166507.post-63194168016477401662012-09-13T12:04:00.001-07:002012-09-13T12:05:22.257-07:00Photo UpdateI haven't been great about posting photos throughout my pregnancy. So, here's an overview of the last few months in pictures!<br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">In order to use this blog as my memory keeper I thought it would
be fun to record how we found out Greer was on her way and then how we
shared that news with our families. Now... it's hard to talk about
pregnancy without bringing up a certain "female calendar" or mention peeing on a
very important stick. So, just bare with me. I promise to tread lightly
and use soft language (I guess except "peeing" - oops). </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">So... back in March Will had his spring break and we had big plans
to spend it in Aspen with friends. As fate would have it, the calendar
lined up so that I would be waiting on a particular "aunt" to show up
the day we left for our trip. Again, I'm trying to be delicate here. So
anyway, Will and I hilariously discussed how to handle this because he
was firm that I was not taking a test while we were on vacation. Did I
mention in my last post that I'm impatient? Yeah... so you better
believe I planned to take that test the day before we left. There was no
way I'd be able "wait it out" on vacation. We were leaving for Colorado
on Friday so Thursday morning it would be!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">I came home from work on Wednesday night and told Will that I KNEW
I was pregnant. The reasons I was so sure all qualify as TMI but you
can call it intuition or blind optimism but I. Was. Sure. AND Will
didn't admit it at the time but I convinced him that night, too. So we
bought a test, I barely slept all night and then bright and early, at
6:00 a.m. Thursday morning I peed on that stick! I'm sorry, I just can't
move past the fact that we get this amazingly huge news in our lives
from a stick that you pee on... just can't get over it. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">As you've gathered by now this test said that magical word - "Pregnant" -
I mean, they should put ten exclamation points on that little screen,
too. Whether you're excited or not about this major development I think
that some exclamation points are appropriate. Just saying. A little
punctuation is called for at this particular moment. There is a baby growing inside you <i>INSERT TEN EXCLAMATION POINTS.</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">So, I waited all of
zero seconds to wake Will from his peaceful, baby-free slumber by
whisper-shouting, "Will! I'm pregnant!" We were both excited,
stunned, nervous, happy, terrified basically every emotion in the book.
At one point Will just hollered, "What have we done?!" Haha. I thought
it was an honest reaction to such an enormously permanent development. All in all it
was a wonderful and hilarious morning at the Peeples' house. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Now is where you might think I would start talking about our vacay. Except that before that can happen I <i>obviously</i> called my mom! I am not someone who could play this whole thing cool enough to wait and tell her in a fun, planned way. Nope. I called her on my way to work. She answered and told me she was about to call me to ask me something... to which I replied, "Oh, I was calling to tell you I'm pregnant!" We both cried. It was the best phone call ever. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">NOW we go to Aspen. Will and I were determined to keep our secret that week. It was difficult to keep something like that from a big group that we were staying in the same house with. Here are some highlights.</span></div>
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<li><span style="font-size: small;">Having a freakout moment in the security line at the airport thinking, "Can I go through those new scanners or am I supposed to opt out?! I can't opt out in front of Scott! I went through it... they're approved for preggos. Whew.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: small;">Eating dinner with Robbie as soon as we got to Colorado and him asking <i>out of nowhere</i> if this would be our last vacation just the two of us. Will and I looked at each other dumfounded. Turns out Robbie just heard a kid crying in the restaurant and was trying to be funny. He about gave me a heart attack.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: small;">I drank a LOT of virgin bloody marys that week. <i>A lot.</i></span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: small;">I told everyone that I was excited to be on vacation because I could just rest (I could already tell I was going to be exhausted most of the week). I was not there to go out or stay up late. Turned out I was there to sleep in, nap, go to bed early and lay around during the few hours I was awake. I was glad to finally tell all of them I was pregnant and not just super lame. </span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: small;">I did feel my first pangs of morning sickness on the trip but it's hilarious to look back now and think that I was sick at all. At that point it was really just feeling nauseated when I was hungry. I thought that would be the extent of it. Again, hilarious.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: small;">I was a little terrified to believe the pregnancy was real. But I did buy our little baby an Aspen t-shirt to commemorate the trip. </span></li>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Before the ski outing that went terribly wrong. More on that to come...</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">During said ski trip that went terribly wrong. Pregnant and afraid of heights... skiing wasn't the best idea.</span></td></tr>
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Caroline Peepleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04221142071106381277noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8750314264574166507.post-23561831078423358352012-09-04T16:43:00.002-07:002012-09-04T16:43:44.784-07:00Yep. It's a Mommy Blog.<div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">
<span style="font-size: small;">So... in the interest of being ""Just Another Mommy Blog" here are things that I have learned and/or been surprised by during my first seven and a half months of being with child. I am definitely an optimist but I think that you will see a trend
throughout this list that I am also a little bit delusional. I
don't want to say (um, admit) that I thought pregnancy would be a
piece of cake. HOWEVER, I will cop to the fact that every negative side
effect of pregnancy was met with an "Oh, that won't happen to me"
reaction. Well, all of them except I was totally prepared to gain 50+
pounds. For some reason I totally thought that would happen (and it
hasn't... yet). </span></div>
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<li><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Morning Sickness.</b> I was really surprised to have any form of morning sickness. I think I defaulted to the fact that my mom never had it and so I thought I would get to avoid it, too. I wasn't too sick but I was definitely not my best self for my first trimester. And I had the odd (once or twice weekly) sick "episode." My personal favorite morning sickness moment was when Mary Helen was in town and we got back from being out and about and I got sick in the backyard because I couldn't even make it inside. Greer let me know she was in charge <i>pretty</i> early on...</span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Baby Kicks.</b> I first felt Greer rolling around at about 16 weeks. It was awesome. It really did feel like butterflies. And I guess I expected it to continue to feel like butterflies. Um... yeah, that is definitely not the case. Greer does not let me forget she's there - I swear I feel her moving around for about 75% of my waking hours. And she is <i>strong</i>. A couple of times I have told her out loud that she cannot actually push her way out into the world through my stomach. I LOVE feeling her move around but it does hurt at least once a day - I think that's when she just gets irritated and elbows me with all her strength.We'll just have to wait and see if there's a strong personality to go along with that strong little body.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: small;"><b>I'm Not Superwoman.</b> Yeah... it turns out I'm not Superwoman. I really went into pregnancy thinking I would be one of those women who didn't have to slow down just because I was pregnant. Yeah right. I'm sure everyone who has had a baby just laughed out loud at me. Two weekends ago I cleaned my house and this is how it worked - clean a room, sit on the couch for thirty minutes, clean the next room, another thirty minutes on the couch. Then I finished the house and took an hour and a half nap. Yesterday we drove back from Little Rock. Apparently sitting in the car wore me out - I napped from 2:00 - 5:15 and then went to bed at 9:00. I'm not exhausted all the time but I definitely get worn out a <i>lot</i> easier.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Impatience.</b> I literally have to remind myself daily that it would <i>not</i> be best for Greer to be born today. I really like being pregnant but I am SO ready to see and hold this baby. Really I just want to see her. Maybe I'm really shallow and care too much about what she looks like. But more so I think it's that I'm just incredibly curious. Will she have dark hair and eyes and look just like Will? Will she look like me and make Will question her paternity with blonde hair? ;-) I just want to know! No kidding. I've literally daydreamed about being able to look at her and then <i>putting her back inside my body</i>. I am aware how embarrassing that is but I'm just being real. </span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Missing Work.</b> I am incredibly blessed to be able to stay home full time when Greer is born. I let my office know a couple of months ago that the end of October would also be the end of my time there. Being a stay-at-home mom is something that I have always wanted to be. I have enjoyed the things that I have learned about business and about myself through my job in the last four years. But I am also so excited to start this next phase of my life... mostly. I have to admit I have been really surprised how nervous I am to exit the office working world. It's all that I've known since college and while I have not always loved the schedule or the stress, I do really like the sense of accomplishment and pride I get from my work. And it is scary to let go of that. But I just keep reminding myself that once I get to see this sweet girl's face my world will never be the same anyway. </span></li>
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<span style="font-size: small;">From an update standpoint I had a doctor's appointment today and everything is going well! We had a slight blood pressure "scare" last week which caused some extra bloodwork, a small amount of stress, some added rest this past weekend and an extra appointment (today). BUT everything was right back to normal today. The only bummer news we did get today is that the Arkansas/Alabama game will officially occur without our presence. My doctor just doesn't want me to push it in the heat and with all the hills in Fayetteville. But I still have my Little Rock shower that weekend, which I am REALLY looking forward to! Also, I promise that some of my posts <i>will</i> include pictures. I'll post about the nursery and some other house updates and I'll have pictures from the shower so... I know you're ALL looking forward those! Haha... until then!</span></div>
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Caroline Peepleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04221142071106381277noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8750314264574166507.post-36828531201783723302012-08-30T17:34:00.001-07:002012-08-30T17:36:59.843-07:00Biting The Bullet<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">So, where have I been for my first seven months of pregnancy?... In a nutshell I thought it would be so cliche of me to be "just another mommy blogger." So, I wasn't going to blog. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Then today I had two epiphanies. First, a good friend let me look at the notebook she kept when she first had her baby. It was really helpful for me but I could tell it was really fun for her. She read so many things that she didn't remember and it was sweet to watch her recall all of her little girl's "firsts" that she had written down. I am historically terrible at keeping any kind of journal or diary. But I was pretty good about blogging so this will really be a tool for me to remember this exciting part of life! My second realization was that 90% of the blogs I follow are mommy blogs! So, why wouldn't I want to be one of them? I mean... Come on... I know it was just a case of me over thinking the whole thing. If you get bored reading about my pregnancy or my kid that's totally cool with me. Just. Quit. Reading. ;-) </span></div>
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<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">April and May were filled with excitement, nausea, nervousness and lots of Chef Boyardee (don't judge... when you're sick you'll eat anything that sounds good). This is also when we shared our news with family and friends which has been one of the most fun parts of pregnancy so far. </span></span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;">This summer has flown but the highlight was definitely in June when we found out Baby Peeples is a girl! I had acted really open to having a boy or a girl but deep down I </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"><i>really</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"> wanted a girl. I was thrilled! And Will put on a brave face and has gotten really excited about our little girl, too. *Side note: I just had to scroll through Facebook to figure out when we had this ultrasound! I'm already forgetting things! WHY did I resist blogging for so long?! Ugh.* </span></span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">When we found out we were expecting we almost immediately started talking names. We landed on a boy name pretty quickly but committing to a girl's name gave us a lot of trouble. But after finally accepting that I was going to choose a name from a baby name book (something that I will now admit I have always judged others for) Will and I decided to name our sweet girl Greer Allan Peeples. We both really loved the name Greer - it just seemed strong, classic and just unique enough for us. Her middle name means a lot to me. It was my middle name and is my dad's middle name. It was also my great-grandmother and aunt's middle name. Both of these wonderful women went to heaven in past year or so and I wanted to honor them. Also, there aren't two better women for Greer to know she was named after... They were both amazingly strong and funny women. </span></span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;">I'm now in my third trimester and we're just 10 short weeks (at most) from meeting our sweet baby girl. Two weeks ago Greer's cousin Francis Holman entered the world and I cannot tell you how impatient that made me. Francis is </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"><i>beautiful</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"> and so very perfect. Looking at her sweet face just made me want to hold and love on Greer that much more! </span></span></li>
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Caroline Peepleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04221142071106381277noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8750314264574166507.post-1550839194359466802011-11-16T14:08:00.001-08:002011-11-16T14:36:50.218-08:00What I'm Loving Wednesday 11.16.11<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">1. <b>Family Time.</b> This is really that I am loving the </span><i style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">anticipation</i><span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"> of family time. We are headed to Little Rock on Friday for Ray's 30th birthday party, the UofA vs. Miss State game, Peeples' Thanksgiving and Haley's baby shower. I am SO excited about all of those things that my head might explode thinking of all of them in one weekend. Excitement. Overload. So, then I head back to Nashville for three days of work (insert Debbie Downer sound effect) and then it's back to the Rock for Thanksgiving weekend extravaganza. Church with Pop & Carol (I love our tradition of going to church on Thanksgiving!), supper and fireside in Sheridan, Friday night dinner with Grandmamma and then Sarah Williams' wedding on Saturday. Whew! I cannot wait for the next week and a half of intense family time!</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">2.<b> Still an Awkward Turtle. </b>If anyone is worried that I have gotten my act together since my <a href="http://happypeeples.blogspot.com/2011/06/awkward-turtle.html" target="_blank">Awkward Turtle Post</a> from several months ago then take a deep breath. I have not. I continue to be a <i>super</i> awkward turtle. I was tagged in this photo on Facebook today:</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"> 3. <b>The Weather. </b>You can all complain as much as you want to that it's 70+ degrees in November. I will take EVERY warm day that is thrown at me. Every. Single. One. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">4. <b>Find My Animal. </b>This is my dad's company. It's a super cool concept and the even better part is that it works! You register your pet online, get a tag and an ID number and if your dog or cat or horse or <i>whatever</i> runs away then you report it as lost and they automatically send flyers with your pet's info to all local shelters, kennels, vets, etc. There is even an iPhone app so that you can report your pet missing from wherever you are. This week someone in Arkansas had five horses stolen from their land. So far four of them have already been located! For more info on the company go <a href="http://findmyanimal.com/" target="_blank">here</a>. To sign your pet up (it's only $10 per YEAR for crying out loud) go <a href="http://findmyanimal.com/household-pets" target="_blank">here</a>. </span><br />
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<br />Caroline Peepleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04221142071106381277noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8750314264574166507.post-28167066191854227082011-11-15T08:45:00.001-08:002011-11-15T12:58:59.291-08:00To Tell The Truth Tuesday 11.15.11<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">1. <b>I hate drying my hair.</b> Usually in some capacity I map out my week trying to figure out when my hair needs to look good and when I can get away without washing it. Lately I've been going with the washing it at night model and loving it. Sometimes I'll let it dry on its own, sometimes I seriously put it in a wet bun and dry it the next morning. Yes, my hair hates to dry so much that I can wash it at night and dry it in the morning. Fascinating stuff, right?</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">2. <b>I am WAY too excited about Breaking Dawn. </b>First of all, I know that I am 25 and that Twilight is <i>completely</i> ridiculous. I know that phrases like "vampire baby" and "werewolf imprinting" are beyond absurd. Here's the thing... I don't care. Wizards and Storm Troupers and Hobbits are all silly and fake, too. But sometimes, it's just really fun to get all worked up and excited about fictional people (or non-people) for the sake of entertainment. And I am super pumped to go see Breaking Dawn on Thursday at midnight. Judge away.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">3. <b>If I could eliminate two things from Earth they would be mosquitoes and pimples. </b>I am aware that I should say nuclear bombs and world hunger. But I'm just not an overachiever like that. I believe that the quality of life for a LOT of people would be increased if we could just get rid of mosquitoes and pimples. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">5. <b>No name alliteration for my kids. </b>This is beyond random so prepare yourselves. I think that names with alliteration are really cool. I also read somewhere that people whose first and last name start with the same letter are more successful because their names are easier to remember. This sounds crazy but it also kind of makes sense. Maybe Gordon Gekko made all his money because people remembered him - not because he was greedy. Well, my kids are just going to have to be successful off merit alone because there are no names that start with P and go with Peeples. No kidding. Peter Peeples? Paul Peeples? Penelope Peeples?!?! No, no, big no. Also, this is not a hint that there is a Peter Peeples on the way. Just wanted that to be clear. ;-)</span><br />
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<br />Caroline Peepleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04221142071106381277noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8750314264574166507.post-5175401331780198612011-11-14T07:40:00.001-08:002011-11-15T07:32:32.969-08:00Memory Monday 11.14.11<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #0b5394;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br /></span></span>Caroline Peepleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04221142071106381277noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8750314264574166507.post-55917237221716927122011-11-10T12:53:00.001-08:002011-11-10T14:34:53.915-08:00Ketchup<div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">
It's time to play catch-up. I typed out "Catch Up" as the title of the post and it didn't seem very interesting. So I changed it to "Ketchup." Let's just chalk it up to being rusty in the blogosphere and being in a weird mood. So... I don't have any valid or exciting excuses for being MIA for three weeks. Every time I thought "I should definitely blog today" I just didn't. Simple as that. But here's what's been going on in the life of Caroline Bridges Peeples since we last chatted:</div>
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<li>Mom came to town. We went and saw an awesome 70's and 80's cover band. Check them out <a href="http://www.yachtrockrevue.com/">here</a>. And, if they come to a town near you then <i>definitely</i> check them out. They were amazing. We had a blast. And then we did a LOT of laying around on Saturday. I had a list of about three-days-worth of things that I wanted to do that Saturday with her and we did exactly zero of them. It was a great day, though - just hanging out with my mom is one of the most fun things I can think of doing. We had a great weekend all around.</li>
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<li>The next weekend was the AR vs. Vandy game. Our house was at capacity+ (11 people slept there including Will and me) and it could not have been more fun having the house that full! We had a blast showing off our fabulous city and spending some QT with friends. The Hogs' performance on the other hand... </li>
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here we are. We've had friends get engaged, Will's mom in town and Will
has set off for Durham - all so far this week. It has been busy but
fun. So, if you have ESPNU and no plans tomorrow night - watch Belmont
take on the Duke Blue Devils. If you have plans, good for you but you
should be watching the Duke/Belmont game instead. Just saying. </span></span><br />
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<i><b><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Memory Monday</span></span></b></i><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><b>TGIF</b></i> (just randoms of what's going on in life)</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">This is going to be quick and dirty. But what would anyone's week be without knowing what </span><b style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">I </b><span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">am loving on Wednesdays... Don't answer that. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">1. <b>Parenthood.</b> Best show on TV. I laugh. I cry. I laugh and cry at the same time. Ugh. It's so good. Also, I love Lauren Graham and Peter Krause so much. I only love them more because they're together in real life. I also love Monica Potter. Okay, I'll just start listing the whole cast if I keep going. I love it. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">2. <b>SLEEP.</b> Man, sleep is underrated. I have started going to bed earlier (closer to 9 than 11) and I feel like a whole new person! Those two (usually really just 1.5) more hours make the biggest difference. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"> 3. <b>Kathleen. </b>Shout out to Kathleen this week. I love her so much and cannot begin to say how much I LOVE that we live in the same town. It is so great to have one of those friends that has known you for so long, knows all of your stories and drama and just loves you with so much history behind that love. She's just the best. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">4. <b>Mom's coming! </b>My mom is coming to town for the weekend! Cannot wait for some quality time. AND I am hoping that we might maybe, possibly paint my front door! But I really just can't wait to hang out, eat yummy Nashville food and keep her dog out of the dirt in my backyard. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"> </span>Caroline Peepleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04221142071106381277noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8750314264574166507.post-89785920086190807882011-10-12T12:12:00.000-07:002011-10-12T12:12:13.133-07:00What I'm Loving Wednesday 10.12.11<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I haven't done a Wednesday post in a while. So, I guess these loves better be good today! </div>
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1. <b>New shutters on our house! </b>This past weekend Will and Robbie put new shutters on our house. The old ones were in fine shape but they were dark green and drove me a little crazy. Here is the progress from the weekend. This weekend's project is the front step - mums, pumpkins, etc. Then next weekend my mom is coming and we'll pick a color and <i>possibly</i> paint the front door!</div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">2. <b>Open Window Nights. </b>I have made it clear that I <i>hate</i> cold weather. But I do love this in between time when the weather is really mild and we can sleep with the windows open. Fresh air is the best. Makes me realize why people live in California. I could deal with this weather year-round for sure. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">3. <b>Planning for the Arkansas vs. Vandy game weekend.</b> So... we are having a <i>lot</i> of people to our house the weekend that the Hogs play the Commodores at the end of the month. And I cannot wait. It's going to be so fun to have a big group of Arkansans in our city! I've already emailed the group twice in the last week. Yeah... I'm excited. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">4. <b>Cutting out some TV. </b>So, I have been weeding out shows that I'm recording. I need to quit sitting in front of the TV so much so I am cutting out the shows that I record but don't really care to watch the night they're on. So far I've deleted Revenge, Dancing with the Stars (yes, I am aware that I never should have recorded this in the first place), Mike and Molly, Gossip Girl (which I wasn't watching anymore but for some reason was still recording?) and Grey's Anatomy. I'm giving Up All Night one last chance tonight. The sad part is that I still record at least two shows per night. Ugh!</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">5. <b>Famous Dave's Pickles.</b> On one of his many trips to Costco Will discovered Famous Dave's Pickles. They are sweet, spicy and <i>super</i> delicious. We keep a huge jar of them in our fridge and usually have to replace it every month or so. I usually eat a couple when I get home from work. Totally random but I love them so I thought I'd share in case anyone else loves pickles as much as we do! (Robbie looked in our fridge the other day and said, "Y'all have a lot of pickles.")</span><br />
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