Abby's 5 year well baby check

Can I still call it a well baby check when she’s 5 years old? I should have taken her to her well baby check in August (ya know when she actually turned 5) but I just kept forgetting about it. Anyway, it went great. She did have to get her finger pricked and 2 shots. I knew about the finger prick, since she’s borderline anemic she always has to get her iron checked but I had told her that she wasn’t going to have to get any shots. The nurse told me that they make liars out of parents all the time. My poor baby, she was so upset and she has 2 pretty nasty bruises on her little thighs today. Nothing that a little bit of ice cream from the Opryland Hotel couldn’t make better though. She weighs 35 pounds (14th percentile) and is 41 inches tall (17th percentile). She’s healthy, happy and striving. I couldn’t ask for more.

I've been tagged

I thought the only type of tag I played was with the kids but I guess I was wrong. I’ve been tagged by Keri to use the letters in my name to describe myself. Do you know how hard it is to come up with a y word? Anyway, here goes:

R- reader. I love to read. I have to limit myself sometimes because I will get so caught up in a good book that I will completely slack off on things I should be doing. I also finish books quickly. A good book will last maybe 3 days in my house. It’s a good thing my kids go to bed at 8:00.

O- opinionated. Can you be opinionated and indecisive at the same time? Well, that’s me. I always have an opinion, although most times you won’t even know it. I try to keep my opinion to my self most of the time.

B- beach lover. I love the beach which is kinda funny because on vacations I prefer the pool over the ocean but my dream vacation will always be somewhere to the beach. I do like going to the ocean in the morning or late afternoon, you can forget the hottest part of the day, give me the pool.

Y- yard work. I can pull a funny like Keri and tell you how much I love yard work but it would be a total lie. I despise yard work. I think it comes from all the pine cones I had to pick up and raking I had to do as a little kid. Y is very hard

N- naturally a brunette. I guess I have finally embraced my natural hair color although at times I do (and I know Marty does) think about going back blonde. I just can’t justify spending the $$ because it takes a lot to turn this stuff blonde.

You can all feel safe now, because the tagging has been stopped on my end.

Wordless Wednesday

My new nephew

I'm an aunt. . .again.
My sister had her baby yesterday morning, wow was it only yesterday. She wasn't due until October 6th, but the little guy had other plans.
Shelly called me on Saturday night, while we were at a birthday party, to tell me that she was headed to the hospital. After a frantic call to Marty (who was on his way to do a show) we set up a plan that was going to work. It might be crazy but it was going to work. The kids and I were headed to Atlanta to meet Marty's mom and Grandmother and they were going to take the kids for the night and then meet up with Marty on Sunday in Chattanooga. That plan changed slightly since I decided to come home yesterday instead of tomorrow.
I get to the hospital at about midnight and Shelly was still at 3cm and no epidural yet. At about 4:00 am or so the nurse ordered an ultrasound to check the baby's postion and it revealed that the baby had turned breech. Poor Shelly, she had labored for close to 12 hours and the baby was breech all along. They think he turned around 35 weeks. Her c-section was scheduled for 6:30 am.
I am proud to present my newest nephew, Myles born at 6:57 am. He's a tiny little thing weighting only 5 pounds 7 ounce and 18 1/4 inches long. He's adorable and everyone is in love with him already.

My Marty brag

Ok, so I have to brag on Marty (move on if you don’t like the sappy posts) and he is going to hate it when he reads it. Oh well, sorry babe!
We got a call on Tuesday night from one of our friends and they needed someone to watch their oldest son, age 4, from 7:30 in the morning until 3:00 in the afternoon. This child can sometimes (mostly) be out of control and downright mean, but Marty agreed to it anyway knowing that said friends needed the help. Marty is awesome. He took Andrew and 4 year old boy to the zoo, all by himself. Yes, all by himself. He packed lunches and headed to the zoo for a fun morning. How great is that. He is not only a great daddy but also an awesome friend. I am so lucky to be married to him.

Wordless Wednesday

Thanks Keri for the non blurry picture

The highly anticipated cheerleading video

Well, you still won't get it. I brought the DVD with me to work today, but for some reason I can't get it to read in my computer (probably user error). So, that means you will just have to wait, but take my word for it, it's pretty darn cute. We do have other Abby news that probably should take precedents over a cheerleading video anyway.
You have all heard about our past Abby dental drama. Well, hopefully the drama is over for a while. We took Abby for a third opinion (Marty's aunt was our second opinion) and thankfully the third opinion was the same as Marty's aunt which was not the same as the first dentist that we went to. Did you catch all of that? Our suspicions were correct with the first dentist, he did not have Abby best interest in mind; he had his wallets best interest in mind (at the tune of $450.00 worth of extra procedures that weren't needed). Abby did not need 4 crowns, she did need two though. That was until yesterday. We had Abby's appointment scheduled for Wednesday September 26 to get all of her dental work done, but she had other plans.
Monday morning around 4:30 Abby came into our room and said that her tooth was hurting and that she had a bump in her mouth. I felt around (probably not as good as I should have) and didn't feel anything so I picked her up and put her in our bed hoping to get some more sleep in before my alarm went off. I was in the living room about to eat my breakfast and in walks Abby; I knew exactly why her tooth hurt. She was swollen on her left side from her cheek up to her eye. Poor baby! I had a feeling that her tooth had abscessed and I knew what was coming next. We call the emergency number for the dentist and they tell us to get her there at 9:00. They take a look at her and said that the tooth was going to have to come out, and the tears start flowing (not Abby's; mine) They give her a baby cocktail of Demerol at 9:15 and we sat waiting for it to kick in. By 9:45 Abby was sound asleep on my shoulder. They take us back (yes I was allowed to go in with her) at 10:15 to do the work and she pretty slept through the whole thing with the help of laughing gas. She did whimper when they wiggled (the non scary way to say pulled) her tooth but that was it. Thankfully, they were able to get all the work done in one setting. We get home at about 11:30 and she slept until 3:30. When she woke up, she was starving since she hadn't had anything to eat or drink all day so she got jello and pudding. I was planning chicken noodle soup for dinner but she didn't want chicken noodle soup. She wanted pizza. So pizza she got (with dr's approval of course) and a milkshake for good measure. She has no bad memories of experience and she got up and went to school this morning and is doing great. I'm sure she has told everyone who will listen that the tooth fairy came to see her last night, that was the highlight of the whole experience. In case she ever asks you, the tooth fairy takes the teeth up to heaven for all the new babies. Hey, stop laughing, it was all I could come up with at the time, we shouldn't have to be dealing with the tooth fairy for a few more years anyway. Glad that day is over with.

Not yet

I can’t believe how quickly Abby is growing up.
I walk her into school every morning, so far she still wants me to, and it will really break my heart when she wants me to “just drop her off.” She will hold my hand while we are in the parking lot but as soon as we step foot onto the sidewalk she lets go. Anyway, we have a morning ritual once we get at her classroom (I never go into her classroom, only to the door) a kiss, a hug and a big squeezie. Earlier in the week, I stopped on the right side of the door without thinking about it and started our ritual. She quickly pulled me to the left side and continued the kiss, hug, big squeezie routine. I knew what she was doing, we were where her classmates could see us and she didn’t want her peers to see her getting kisses from her mommy. I could see it on her face, the battle of being a big girl but yet still wanting to be mommy’s baby and get the kisses. I made a mental note that if I want the kisses in the morning; I need to be on the left side of the door. Needless to say, I have and will continue to be on the left side of the door from now on. But what happens when the left side is no longer good enough? UGH, I’m not ready.

Wordless Wednesday

Hold 'em back, push 'em back, way back

Today is Abby’s first day of cheerleading camp, pause for the proud mommy moment, and I don’t know who is more excited; me or her. One of the things I liked about DCA was that it is a K-12 school. We get to go to Friday night football games, basketball games, and school drama productions. The Varsity cheerleaders are putting on a 3 day camp for the K-5th graders and on Friday night the girls get to cheer before the home football game. Big stuff! I’m sure I will have pictures and video to share on Monday.
Marty’s just wondering how Abby’s going to pull off cheering for the football games and performing in the marching band during halftime. I’m sure we will get all the details worked out by then, that’s many moons away.
I always said that I will let my kids choose what they want to participate in and I will never push my opinion on them, but I am so excited that she’s at least giving it a try. I had a ball cheering and hopefully she will too. If she hates it, then there’s always Andrew, haha.

Cute quotes heard around the house. . .Part 3

Marty was in the house and saw a fly. He grabbed a towel to kill it. I guess Andrew didn’t see that he was about to swat at it and when Marty did he scared Andrew. Andrew said:
A: You scared me
M: I’m sorry I scared you
A: I jumped
M: You jumped?
A: I jumped higher than God.

Wordless Wednesday times 4

We're back

Well, we are back from our wonderful vacation to the beach. We had such a great time and there is way to much to write about and I know y'all really like the pictures anyway. So here goes. You will notice that mine and Keri's pictures are very similar. Keri again, I'm trying to be just like you. Seriously, she takes such great pictures so I'll take all the help I can get.

View from our condoWalking to the beach hand in handWhispering somethingMarty and Andrew playing frisbeeThe girls laughing, this how they were most of the weekKeri and I took the girls for ice cream one day while the boys were naping Everyone tickeling Abbymini Vegas fountain, we could walk to the fountain from our condo

Thank you Keri and Rusty for such a fun week. We are so blessed to have y'all as friends.