I'll leave you with a sweet photo of part of our bedtime ritual. We read a book and sing a prayer before bed. Tonight's book was Touch and Feel Baby Animals.
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
Fun with Crayons
Avery has taken interest in crayons lately. I'm not exactly sure she knows what to do with them, though. She knows they draw on paper, but she hasn't figured out how to use enough pressure to make the markings dark enough to see. At least she can't draw on herself! She mostly likes to empty them out on the floor and put them back in the box and hide them in the fireplace. Sounds fun, eh?
Monday, April 09, 2007
Still here
Hi blogger friends. We've had a very busy last few days. We're glad to have a lighter schedule, but I'm really going to miss rehearsal for the Easter concert.
Yesterday will go down in history as my favorite morning of worship EVER! It was wonderful and a very encouraging way to celebrate my birthday. We capped off the day with a concert that night. I am so blessed to sing with all those talented people. Brandon deserves some high praise for all the work he does, the hours he puts into it and the selfless heart he has for the ministry at Otter Creek.
My parents were in town this weekend. We went to Florence for a couple of hours on Saturday to check in on Nannie and Grandaddy and found them both doing well. We had lunch at Grandma's and braved the cold while the kiddos hunted eggs. Even though it was pure chaos there, I loved having everybody together. I miss my parents so much and hate that we live so far away. We're planning our next trip to see them. It won't be soon enough.
I'll leave you with some pictures to enjoy. Thanks for checking on us!
Avery (and her funny pony tail) at the hospital waiting for Caroline's birth
Enjoying the warm weather and soft grass
Exploring the zoo (on the most crowded day of the year)
Hot tubbin' with my college buddies at Tickled Blue Cabin on Center Hill Lake
Yesterday will go down in history as my favorite morning of worship EVER! It was wonderful and a very encouraging way to celebrate my birthday. We capped off the day with a concert that night. I am so blessed to sing with all those talented people. Brandon deserves some high praise for all the work he does, the hours he puts into it and the selfless heart he has for the ministry at Otter Creek.
My parents were in town this weekend. We went to Florence for a couple of hours on Saturday to check in on Nannie and Grandaddy and found them both doing well. We had lunch at Grandma's and braved the cold while the kiddos hunted eggs. Even though it was pure chaos there, I loved having everybody together. I miss my parents so much and hate that we live so far away. We're planning our next trip to see them. It won't be soon enough.
I'll leave you with some pictures to enjoy. Thanks for checking on us!
Avery (and her funny pony tail) at the hospital waiting for Caroline's birth
Enjoying the warm weather and soft grass
Exploring the zoo (on the most crowded day of the year)
Hot tubbin' with my college buddies at Tickled Blue Cabin on Center Hill Lake
Wednesday, March 21, 2007
Writing implements
Avery is very observant. She doesn't miss a thing. Chad and I have caught her doing just about anything to mimic us. She has noticed how we write with pens or pencils and always wants to do the same. We gave in and let her carry around a click-top pen that we didn't think she could open. I think we have underestimated her.
This morning, I gave her the pen and she pretended to write on a book. In a split second, she managed to open the pen. Not only was she writing on the book, but she had also drawn all over her legs. I quickly took the pen away—leaving her thrashing about on the floor—and got out the video camera.
I dug out some crayons for her to try. I thought she'd love them since they're colorful. We did a little bit of drawing together on a legal pad, but she just wanted to put them back in the box.
When she lost interest and moved along to playing with her blocks, I thought I was in the clear. But Avery dug out one of the crayons and tried to draw on every toy she had. I either need more cleaning products or a safer writing implement.
This morning, I gave her the pen and she pretended to write on a book. In a split second, she managed to open the pen. Not only was she writing on the book, but she had also drawn all over her legs. I quickly took the pen away—leaving her thrashing about on the floor—and got out the video camera.
I dug out some crayons for her to try. I thought she'd love them since they're colorful. We did a little bit of drawing together on a legal pad, but she just wanted to put them back in the box.
When she lost interest and moved along to playing with her blocks, I thought I was in the clear. But Avery dug out one of the crayons and tried to draw on every toy she had. I either need more cleaning products or a safer writing implement.
Thursday, March 15, 2007
The MySpace Vortex
Some of you may be wondering what has happened to us lately. MySpace. I got sucked in. I'm not sure how it happened, but I'm addicted.
A few days ago, my brother John told me that he found Hanna, our Austrian exchange student from 1996/97, on MySpace. So I got on his page to see what they'd been talking about and to read up on her. I got curious and started searching for old friends from grade school. It was so bizarre to see how many people are on MySpace.
The strangest part for me, though, was learning how little discretion some people have on there. They feel the freedom to use words they'd never use in public -- maybe just assuming that their parents, church friends, potential employers, whomever, may never see it.
I started subscribing to the newspaper last week. A few days ago, I found an article about how some people aren't getting jobs they interview for simply because their potential employers looked them up on MySpace and didn't like what they saw. They've thrown away the value of their education and experience by posting stupid pictures or saying crass things. I honestly believe that comments other people post on your profile can be harmful to your reputation, too.
So as far as I'm concerned, at least for now, I'm keeping a close eye on what ends up on there.
And by the way, the newness will wear off soon, so I'll be back to blogging more regularly.
A few days ago, my brother John told me that he found Hanna, our Austrian exchange student from 1996/97, on MySpace. So I got on his page to see what they'd been talking about and to read up on her. I got curious and started searching for old friends from grade school. It was so bizarre to see how many people are on MySpace.
The strangest part for me, though, was learning how little discretion some people have on there. They feel the freedom to use words they'd never use in public -- maybe just assuming that their parents, church friends, potential employers, whomever, may never see it.
I started subscribing to the newspaper last week. A few days ago, I found an article about how some people aren't getting jobs they interview for simply because their potential employers looked them up on MySpace and didn't like what they saw. They've thrown away the value of their education and experience by posting stupid pictures or saying crass things. I honestly believe that comments other people post on your profile can be harmful to your reputation, too.
So as far as I'm concerned, at least for now, I'm keeping a close eye on what ends up on there.
And by the way, the newness will wear off soon, so I'll be back to blogging more regularly.
Wednesday, March 07, 2007
Monday, March 05, 2007
I'm an aunt!
My niece, Caroline Marie Streling, was born Saturday afternoon in Huntsville, AL. She is so beautiful! She was born at 3:55 p.m. and was 8 lbs., 8 oz., and 20 inches long. Julie was a powerhouse and did great during the delivery. She and Shawn are going to be great parents. I'll post pictures later. I took plenty!
When babies are born, I can't help but be overwhelmed with the responsibility that God has given us to raise a child of His. He entrusted us with the job of housing His little workshop where He knitted our children together in our womb. He formed us all from nothing and His plan for us is perfect. I am in awe. It makes everything else seem so petty and insignificant.
On another note, Chad's parents told us they were ready for us to have more kids. Wow! Didn't see that one coming!
When babies are born, I can't help but be overwhelmed with the responsibility that God has given us to raise a child of His. He entrusted us with the job of housing His little workshop where He knitted our children together in our womb. He formed us all from nothing and His plan for us is perfect. I am in awe. It makes everything else seem so petty and insignificant.
On another note, Chad's parents told us they were ready for us to have more kids. Wow! Didn't see that one coming!
Monday, February 26, 2007
Avery walks!
Hello friends! Avery finally decided to take her first steps today. She got really brave, really fast. I'm sure we're moments away from her skipping this altogether and taking on running instead. Enjoy!
Friday, February 23, 2007
Happy Birthday Baby!
Today is my sweet husband's birthday. I noticed Phil Wilson's blog yesterday about his wife Sheryl's birthday and thought it was so sweet the way he spoke of their budding romance in college.
Chad and I met in college, too. He and his roommate were throwing an Alabama football outside the dorm during his freshman year (yes, I'm robbing the cradle) when I was walking by from the far parking lot. One of them missed the ball and it came rolling my way. We introduced ourselves and briefly discussed our mutual affection for Crimson Tide football (in the good years and bad). We were acquaintances through the next couple of years and our paths crossed again in the Spring of 2001 for a Sigma Iota Delta function when Chad was pledging. Our first date was at the Jack Daniels Distillery!
I really enjoyed his company and found myself sorting through my feelings when he was at the beach for Spring Break. When he returned to campus, we started spending more and more time together and then had the dreaded DTR talk (define the relationship.) We decided to start it off with prayer and we prayed every day (even when we broke up for a couple of weeks in 2002.) Then our relationship came full circle when Chad asked me to marry him after the Iron Bowl in November 2002.
I am so blessed by our marriage. Chad is the best friend I could ask for. We truly enjoy spending time together. We get along. We laugh a lot. We have a wonderful daughter together. Chad is my world.
So Happy Birthday Sweetheart! I love you.
Chad and I met in college, too. He and his roommate were throwing an Alabama football outside the dorm during his freshman year (yes, I'm robbing the cradle) when I was walking by from the far parking lot. One of them missed the ball and it came rolling my way. We introduced ourselves and briefly discussed our mutual affection for Crimson Tide football (in the good years and bad). We were acquaintances through the next couple of years and our paths crossed again in the Spring of 2001 for a Sigma Iota Delta function when Chad was pledging. Our first date was at the Jack Daniels Distillery!
I really enjoyed his company and found myself sorting through my feelings when he was at the beach for Spring Break. When he returned to campus, we started spending more and more time together and then had the dreaded DTR talk (define the relationship.) We decided to start it off with prayer and we prayed every day (even when we broke up for a couple of weeks in 2002.) Then our relationship came full circle when Chad asked me to marry him after the Iron Bowl in November 2002.
I am so blessed by our marriage. Chad is the best friend I could ask for. We truly enjoy spending time together. We get along. We laugh a lot. We have a wonderful daughter together. Chad is my world.
So Happy Birthday Sweetheart! I love you.
Thursday, February 22, 2007
Lent
On Tuesday after Women's Bible Study, I sipped on some Mickey D's Sweet Tea while Avery and I wandered around the auditorium refilling the encouragement cards. (Side note: If Tim asks you to use an encouragement card for anything besides a note of encouragement, try to share with a neighbor!) I didn't remember that it would be my last sweet tea for quite a while.
You see, I decided that for Lent, I would give up soft drinks -- all of 'em: tea, Coke, juice . . . everything but water. Ouch! I've given up Cokes for Lent the last few years and managed to survive. Those of you who know me know that my mouth waters at the sound of an aluminum can being opened. I'm not Catholic, but I think it's important to give something up for a season to commemorate Jesus' withdrawal to the wilderness. It's a time of contemplation, reflection, and repentance.
Already, I feel better. I've only been drinking water. My energy level is up. My joints feel good. I even survived a challenging hour of Kickboxing with Joy at the Y this morning. (Thanks Amy!)
As I've been learning more about Lent, I've found out that it originated in the very earliest days of the Church as a preparatory time for Easter, when the faithful rededicated themselves and when converts were instructed in the faith and prepared for baptism.
Not many churches still observe Lent. In the 16th century, many Anabaptists discarded Christian holy days on the theory that they were Roman innovations. Today, we know that they were wrong (as was discovered 300 years later), but it was too late for the groups who had already wiped them from their calendars. So I know it isn't exactly the norm for Christians to observe Lent, but from up here on my soapbox, I'd just like to recommend that you use the next 39 days to reflect on what Christ did for us. Wow! Okay, I'm stepping down now.
On a completely different note, Avery had an eye exam today. It was with the InfantSee program at Donelson Eye Care. Nothing is wrong with her, but since it's a free program, I thought I'd make sure Avery's eyes were healthy. She loved watching the little flashlight and playing with the toys, but she was NOT a fan of having drops put in her eyes or being held down. When it was all said and done, though, the worst part was afterward when she realized that she couldn't see very well up close due to the pupil dilation. I hate that part, too.
Monday, February 19, 2007
Girls' Night Out
We had a really great weekend. On Friday, Chad, Avery, and I grabbed dinner and then went to see Baby Elijah Norman. He's precious. Congratulations Bart & Kristen!
On Saturday, we woke up to snow! And it was still coming down. Avery got a cute little stepstool for her birthday from her buddy Jay, so she's been sliding it up to the window to climb on so she can see outside. Saturday was a lazy day filled with lounging in front of the TV and folding laundry. I even got a little nap in.
Saturday afternoon, I bundled up and headed out - ALONE! - to meet my friend Keeley for a matinee and dinner. Keeley and her husband, Gene, just moved back to Nashville from Charlotte, NC. Her mom and my mom were college roomies, so we've known each other all our lives. We met up at the movies and saw Music and Lyrics. It was pretty cute. Definitely glad I saw it with Keeley instead of Chad. He doesn't exactly appreciate chick flicks.
Then we headed to Smokey Bones for dinner. Gene is the manager there and I'm a HUGE fan of their ribs. We got in some good girl chatter and gave the snow time to finish falling. It's really nice to have a close friend here now. We were able to pick right up where we left off. I'm going to enjoy spending time with her again.
On the way home, I saw several pileups (I assume due to ice.) Some people don't know how to drive in adverse weather. STAY OFF THE ROAD!!!!
Sunday morning, our neighborhood streets were a skating rink (that one's for you, Gene!) We drove carefully to church and had a great morning. We wasted the afternoon away napping and then returned to church for the Baby Blessing. Otter Creek is full of little munchkins. Janet and Melanie, our children's ministers, must put something in the water to affect the congregation's fertility. Job security, I'm sure.
Well, so it's Monday, and a holiday at that. I love a fresh start. Have a great week, everybody!
On Saturday, we woke up to snow! And it was still coming down. Avery got a cute little stepstool for her birthday from her buddy Jay, so she's been sliding it up to the window to climb on so she can see outside. Saturday was a lazy day filled with lounging in front of the TV and folding laundry. I even got a little nap in.
Saturday afternoon, I bundled up and headed out - ALONE! - to meet my friend Keeley for a matinee and dinner. Keeley and her husband, Gene, just moved back to Nashville from Charlotte, NC. Her mom and my mom were college roomies, so we've known each other all our lives. We met up at the movies and saw Music and Lyrics. It was pretty cute. Definitely glad I saw it with Keeley instead of Chad. He doesn't exactly appreciate chick flicks.
Then we headed to Smokey Bones for dinner. Gene is the manager there and I'm a HUGE fan of their ribs. We got in some good girl chatter and gave the snow time to finish falling. It's really nice to have a close friend here now. We were able to pick right up where we left off. I'm going to enjoy spending time with her again.
On the way home, I saw several pileups (I assume due to ice.) Some people don't know how to drive in adverse weather. STAY OFF THE ROAD!!!!
Sunday morning, our neighborhood streets were a skating rink (that one's for you, Gene!) We drove carefully to church and had a great morning. We wasted the afternoon away napping and then returned to church for the Baby Blessing. Otter Creek is full of little munchkins. Janet and Melanie, our children's ministers, must put something in the water to affect the congregation's fertility. Job security, I'm sure.
Well, so it's Monday, and a holiday at that. I love a fresh start. Have a great week, everybody!
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
Last night at Bunco, our newest player Heather Miller accused me of being a bad blogger. I don't profess to be a great blogger, nor do I promise to blog every day, but I'm not that bad. A few days ago, I even blogged about how infrequently I blog. But I'm not a bad blogger. All that to say, I'm going to be better about posting.
I haven't posted much lately because I don't have photos on this computer. I feel guilty when I don't include a picture with each and every entry. (By the way, this computer is the same one from my freshman year of college, I think.) Chad's work laptop archives all our photos, but he's been shopping around for a new computer for me. Hooray! We're searching for a laptop I can use for my business -- public relations and marketing, for those of you who don't know -- that also has enough memory to keep up with all our priceless pictures of our adorable little girl.
I spend hours in front of the computer each day working on PR campaigns and writing proposals. I'm also on the phone quite a bit. So when I have free time (Who am I kidding? I don't have any free time!) I don't usually want to spend it in front of aforementioned computer.
I really do enjoy blogging. It's a fantastic emotional outlet. Of course, let's be honest. Sometimes what I really want to say shouldn't ever be posted for just anyone to read. You don't want to hurt feelings. You don't want psycho stalkers to know every detail of your schedule. You don't want in-laws to have a cow about your still-unrefined parenting skills. You catch my drift.
So it's Valentine's Day. I TOLD Chad not to do anything special or buy anything for me. Money's pretty tight around here since I left Nelson to stay home with Avery. However, this morning, I woke up to two dozen incredibly gorgeous hybrid roses -- without thorns!!! They are the same kind we had in our wedding, but quite possibly even more beautiful.
Thank you, darlin', for being my best friend. I'm the luckiest girl in the world.
I haven't posted much lately because I don't have photos on this computer. I feel guilty when I don't include a picture with each and every entry. (By the way, this computer is the same one from my freshman year of college, I think.) Chad's work laptop archives all our photos, but he's been shopping around for a new computer for me. Hooray! We're searching for a laptop I can use for my business -- public relations and marketing, for those of you who don't know -- that also has enough memory to keep up with all our priceless pictures of our adorable little girl.
I spend hours in front of the computer each day working on PR campaigns and writing proposals. I'm also on the phone quite a bit. So when I have free time (Who am I kidding? I don't have any free time!) I don't usually want to spend it in front of aforementioned computer.
I really do enjoy blogging. It's a fantastic emotional outlet. Of course, let's be honest. Sometimes what I really want to say shouldn't ever be posted for just anyone to read. You don't want to hurt feelings. You don't want psycho stalkers to know every detail of your schedule. You don't want in-laws to have a cow about your still-unrefined parenting skills. You catch my drift.
So it's Valentine's Day. I TOLD Chad not to do anything special or buy anything for me. Money's pretty tight around here since I left Nelson to stay home with Avery. However, this morning, I woke up to two dozen incredibly gorgeous hybrid roses -- without thorns!!! They are the same kind we had in our wedding, but quite possibly even more beautiful.
Thank you, darlin', for being my best friend. I'm the luckiest girl in the world.
Tuesday, February 06, 2007
Spoke too soon
Thank you for all the congratulatory comments on my last post about Avery's tremendous bathroom accomplishments, but you have jinxed me. Tonight, I stripped off Avery's animal-cracker-crusted clothes and stood her up next to the tub while I drew the water. She relieved herself all over the floor. Are you happy???
The proof is in the potty
I kid you not. My 12-month-old actually peed in the potty today.
After Bible study today, Heather, Darci, and I took the kids to Wendy's for a quick lunch. We'll never go there again -- at least not together -- because there are only two highchairs in the entire restaurant. After Avery stuffed herself, she got this look on her face like, "Just leave me alone because I'm really working on something here." I didn't check her diaper because I couldn't change her there anyway. There's no changing table at Wendy's, either. (Another reason NEVER to go again.)
On the way home, she was giving me "the look" again. When we got home, I almost couldn't get her out of the carseat because she held her body as stiff as a board. She was pushing so hard that she wouldn't bend. I took her upstairs to change her, but she hadn't done anything yet.
Chad and I got her a potty for her birthday and I had put it together last night. (Quick disclaimer: I don't expect her to use it yet. I just wanted her to get used to having it around for when the time is right.) But since it was up, I thought it would be funny to see if she'd do her business in it (since she was pushing anyway.)
I sat her down on it and she relaxed a little but never pooped. (Wow! Am I actually using bathroom words in my blog?!?) Then she started smiling and got up. She had peed in her potty and she was SO PROUD of herself -- as was I. Maybe we've got something started here.
I don't think it would be appropriate to post pictures of this feat on the blog, but I did leave it in there so Chad can see it when he comes home from work today. Won't he be thrilled?
After Bible study today, Heather, Darci, and I took the kids to Wendy's for a quick lunch. We'll never go there again -- at least not together -- because there are only two highchairs in the entire restaurant. After Avery stuffed herself, she got this look on her face like, "Just leave me alone because I'm really working on something here." I didn't check her diaper because I couldn't change her there anyway. There's no changing table at Wendy's, either. (Another reason NEVER to go again.)
On the way home, she was giving me "the look" again. When we got home, I almost couldn't get her out of the carseat because she held her body as stiff as a board. She was pushing so hard that she wouldn't bend. I took her upstairs to change her, but she hadn't done anything yet.
Chad and I got her a potty for her birthday and I had put it together last night. (Quick disclaimer: I don't expect her to use it yet. I just wanted her to get used to having it around for when the time is right.) But since it was up, I thought it would be funny to see if she'd do her business in it (since she was pushing anyway.)
I sat her down on it and she relaxed a little but never pooped. (Wow! Am I actually using bathroom words in my blog?!?) Then she started smiling and got up. She had peed in her potty and she was SO PROUD of herself -- as was I. Maybe we've got something started here.
I don't think it would be appropriate to post pictures of this feat on the blog, but I did leave it in there so Chad can see it when he comes home from work today. Won't he be thrilled?
Monday, January 29, 2007
Checkup
I took Avery for her one-year checkup this morning, bright and early. We try to get the earliest appointment so we can be home in time for a nap. It was terribly cold this morning, so we bundled up tight. Avery thinks that bundling is hilarious since her hood has faux fur around it and it tickles her face. I love it!
I digress. We started out in the waiting room where Avery banged on the fish tank (poor frightened-out-of-their-gills fish) and made friends with a Hispanic toddler. When Debi, our nurse called us back, Avery got a little gun shy. I stripped her down to her diaper (which she loves), but she just about had a meltdown when Debi tried to measure her head. She checked her weight (19 lbs, 13.2 oz) and length (29 1/4 in) and we waited for Dr. Morel by reading really old magazines.
When Dr. Morel entered, Avery seemed a bit more relaxed until I had to hold her down to let Dr. Morel listen to her heart and lungs and have her ears, nose, and throat checked. She screamed so loud that I was barely able to hear my questions answered about milk and naps and all the other oh-so-important parenting topics. I think I got the gist of it.
I reclothed Avery—all but her cargo pants—and Debi returned with needles. Again, Avery flipped out. Three shots. She has turned into a really loud crier. Bless. Nevertheless, we survived and earned sparkly bandaids for our trouble. She's been a little angel the rest of the day.
I also made my modeling debut this afternoon, showing off some of the styles from Petite Boutique on NBC's More at Midday. I've grown quite fond of an adorable pair of heels from there. Can't wait until the store opens Thursday!
Last thing: photos have been posted from Avery's birthday party. They are a featured event on the Jennifer Photography website.
I digress. We started out in the waiting room where Avery banged on the fish tank (poor frightened-out-of-their-gills fish) and made friends with a Hispanic toddler. When Debi, our nurse called us back, Avery got a little gun shy. I stripped her down to her diaper (which she loves), but she just about had a meltdown when Debi tried to measure her head. She checked her weight (19 lbs, 13.2 oz) and length (29 1/4 in) and we waited for Dr. Morel by reading really old magazines.
When Dr. Morel entered, Avery seemed a bit more relaxed until I had to hold her down to let Dr. Morel listen to her heart and lungs and have her ears, nose, and throat checked. She screamed so loud that I was barely able to hear my questions answered about milk and naps and all the other oh-so-important parenting topics. I think I got the gist of it.
I reclothed Avery—all but her cargo pants—and Debi returned with needles. Again, Avery flipped out. Three shots. She has turned into a really loud crier. Bless. Nevertheless, we survived and earned sparkly bandaids for our trouble. She's been a little angel the rest of the day.
I also made my modeling debut this afternoon, showing off some of the styles from Petite Boutique on NBC's More at Midday. I've grown quite fond of an adorable pair of heels from there. Can't wait until the store opens Thursday!
Last thing: photos have been posted from Avery's birthday party. They are a featured event on the Jennifer Photography website.
Friday, January 26, 2007
This time last year . . .
I gave birth to my precious Avery Elise one year ago today. I can't believe it's been a whole year. Where did it go? I was warned by every parent before me that it would fly by. "Don't blink," they'd tell me, "or you might miss something." Nothing can prepare you for the sting when you realize that your baby is growing up and that she'll never be that tiny again.
My due date had come and gone. Contractions finally started around 4 a.m. Wednesday, January 25. They were coming regularly, so I thought I'd have a baby by the end of the day. Little did I know that I'd be lucky to have a baby by the end of the week. She took her sweet time getting here.
After laboring at home the whole day, we finally decided to head to the hospital around 1 a.m. when contractions were about 3 1/2 minutes apart. However, after the nurses checked me, they confirmed that I was truly in labor but recommended that I go home and continue to labor there so they wouldn't have to try drug intervention. (We were bound and determined to do this whole labor thing without the help of drugs.) So we turned around and headed back to our house.
My due date had come and gone. Contractions finally started around 4 a.m. Wednesday, January 25. They were coming regularly, so I thought I'd have a baby by the end of the day. Little did I know that I'd be lucky to have a baby by the end of the week. She took her sweet time getting here.
After laboring at home the whole day, we finally decided to head to the hospital around 1 a.m. when contractions were about 3 1/2 minutes apart. However, after the nurses checked me, they confirmed that I was truly in labor but recommended that I go home and continue to labor there so they wouldn't have to try drug intervention. (We were bound and determined to do this whole labor thing without the help of drugs.) So we turned around and headed back to our house.
I got a couple hours of interrupted sleep and took a shower. Chad probably needed the rest more than I did. (My body was made for this. His wasn't.) The doctor had planned to induce on Friday if I hadn't delivered by then, so we had a scheduled "final exam" at his office on Thursday at 1 to make sure all was well. My contractions were about 2 minutes apart at this point and I had progressed enough to head back to Centennial for the delivery. So Dr. Staggs sent me on my way and promised to be close behind. When we got on I-65, though, traffic was at a standstill. I thought I'd have to deliver my child on the shoulder of the interstate! But the Lord was smiling down on us and we made it to the hospital in plenty of time.
Lamaze prepared me well for this big moment. The breathing worked wonders. Chad was a great coach and helped me stay focused. He even talked me off the ledge and reminded me that I really didn't want the epidural. After 45 minutes of pushing, Avery Elise Troup entered the world at 6:23 p.m. weighing in at 8 pounds, 1 ounce and measuring 21 1/2 inches long. She was perfect in every way.
It's hard to fathom that we've had this little family for a year now. It has been the most fulfilling, rewarding experience of my life. I can't believe she's mine.
As an extra added bonus, Avery was born on her great, great grandmother's 89th birthday. What a special gift!
So today, Happy 90th Birthday Nannie! You are so special to us. And Happy Birthday Avery Elise! You are my pride and joy. Thank you for making our lives so new and exciting every day. And thank you for giving me the best job in the world -- Mommy!
Thursday, January 25, 2007
Posting
I jump on Blogger every day. No kidding. Every day. I check to see if anyone has commented and I read everyone else's blogs. I complain to myself when there's nothing new on some of them (for example, Ginger Willingham hasn't posted since June), but then I realize that other people are probably doing the same with my blog -- checking to see who has posted and realizing that Laura Troup still hasn't blogged. Sorry!
Lately, I've felt like I haven't had anything to blog about. My life seems overwhelmingly boring even to me right now. My friend, Lola, and I are still working around the clock to solicit media coverage on next week's opening of Petite Boutique. I was there at the store today as Talk of the Town was on site taping a segment about the store to air Wednesday, January 31. The store looks fantastic. All the clothes and accessories aren't in yet and all the fixtures aren't up yet, but you wouldn't know it. In fact, while we were there, people kept popping in, not realizing that the store wasn't open yet. Those petites are ready to shop! Laurie and Lori (the owners) have really put their blood, sweat and tears into this place and it shows. I'm so excited to be a part of it.
Other than that, I'm boring. A couple of posts ago, I was talking about Avery's schedule and how good it was for us. It is good, but it keeps us tied to the house sometimes. I have a hard time doing anything but parenting and grocery shopping. I'm still volunteering at Kirkpatrick Elementary, but I just about have to pull my hair out to ensure that I've got a babysitter for Avery each week. It's virtually impossible. (I wonder if I can convince any of our family to move here to be "on call" sitters.) I wish I could drag Avery along to the school with me, but she'd be such a distraction.
On another note, this time last year, I was majorly in labor. I was starving since I was told I couldn't eat after I went into labor. I wasn't aware that my labor would be 40 hours or I would've grabbed a meal as soon as contractions started. I'm glad to have eaten today.
I'll definitely share the rest of the story tomorrow. For now, I'm off to whip up dinner. Laura DePasquale (she'll always be Laura Ellis to me, though) and her husband Eric are coming over for dinner and prime time TV tonight. Should be fun! Till next time . . .
Lately, I've felt like I haven't had anything to blog about. My life seems overwhelmingly boring even to me right now. My friend, Lola, and I are still working around the clock to solicit media coverage on next week's opening of Petite Boutique. I was there at the store today as Talk of the Town was on site taping a segment about the store to air Wednesday, January 31. The store looks fantastic. All the clothes and accessories aren't in yet and all the fixtures aren't up yet, but you wouldn't know it. In fact, while we were there, people kept popping in, not realizing that the store wasn't open yet. Those petites are ready to shop! Laurie and Lori (the owners) have really put their blood, sweat and tears into this place and it shows. I'm so excited to be a part of it.
Other than that, I'm boring. A couple of posts ago, I was talking about Avery's schedule and how good it was for us. It is good, but it keeps us tied to the house sometimes. I have a hard time doing anything but parenting and grocery shopping. I'm still volunteering at Kirkpatrick Elementary, but I just about have to pull my hair out to ensure that I've got a babysitter for Avery each week. It's virtually impossible. (I wonder if I can convince any of our family to move here to be "on call" sitters.) I wish I could drag Avery along to the school with me, but she'd be such a distraction.
On another note, this time last year, I was majorly in labor. I was starving since I was told I couldn't eat after I went into labor. I wasn't aware that my labor would be 40 hours or I would've grabbed a meal as soon as contractions started. I'm glad to have eaten today.
I'll definitely share the rest of the story tomorrow. For now, I'm off to whip up dinner. Laura DePasquale (she'll always be Laura Ellis to me, though) and her husband Eric are coming over for dinner and prime time TV tonight. Should be fun! Till next time . . .
Monday, January 15, 2007
Introducing . . .
In case you haven't noticed, I have added a couple of links to my toolbar. One is under Links. It's Petite Boutique, a new store opening in Cool Springs on February 1. The site isn't complete yet, so keep checking back for updates. The other is under Friends' Blogs. It's Laurie Roe. Laurie is the owner of Petite Boutique and she blogs about the day-to-day tasks of being an entrepreneur and getting this adorable store open for business.
I'm working with Laurie to help promote Petite Boutique's opening. It's an amazing idea. I can't believe nobody around here has done this already, but there's not another petite store in Tennessee—that we know of. In the department store world, the ever-shrinking petite sections have become a disappointment. I've resorted to shopping in the regular sections and getting everything altered. But that gets expensive
In Laurie's research before she decided to open the store, she learned that 43% of women are petite—5'4" or shorter. (I can't think of a single department store that dedicates 43% of their real estate to petites.) She also learned that petite women are terribly frustrated with the lack of options they have when looking for clothing. So she's filling a need.
Inspired by Kate Spade's successful business launch, Laurie took a leap of faith of her own to start Petite Boutique and she is succeeding to serve the underserved. So if you get the chance, go out and visit her at 401-A Cool Springs Blvd, between McAlister's Deli and Moe's Southwest Grill. Congratulate her on making her dreams come true—and get yourself some new clothes!
I'm working with Laurie to help promote Petite Boutique's opening. It's an amazing idea. I can't believe nobody around here has done this already, but there's not another petite store in Tennessee—that we know of. In the department store world, the ever-shrinking petite sections have become a disappointment. I've resorted to shopping in the regular sections and getting everything altered. But that gets expensive
In Laurie's research before she decided to open the store, she learned that 43% of women are petite—5'4" or shorter. (I can't think of a single department store that dedicates 43% of their real estate to petites.) She also learned that petite women are terribly frustrated with the lack of options they have when looking for clothing. So she's filling a need.
Inspired by Kate Spade's successful business launch, Laurie took a leap of faith of her own to start Petite Boutique and she is succeeding to serve the underserved. So if you get the chance, go out and visit her at 401-A Cool Springs Blvd, between McAlister's Deli and Moe's Southwest Grill. Congratulate her on making her dreams come true—and get yourself some new clothes!
Wednesday, January 10, 2007
Dinosaurs
Anyone remember the dreadfully annoying television show "Dinosaurs" from somewhere in the blur of the nineties? The baby dinosaur called its father "not the Mama." The poor father dinosaur seemed broken-hearted about this one -- getting cold seconds after the Mama Dinosaur got the most love and affection.
I feel somewhat the same. Although she spends most of her waking hours with me, Avery very rarely says "mama." I know it's not a big deal, but it kills me. She says "dadadadadada" all day long (and don't even get me started on "dog"). She even calls me "dada" sometimes. So I'm thinking of changing my name to "not the Dada." How's that?
Her nap schedule has improved significantly. We actually have a routine! While I feel like it's great for her, I think it's even better for me. It has forced me to commit to going to work out at the Y every morning and get some work done while she's down for a nap. I feel productive! Even her meal schedule is helping out. It has caused me to be very conscious about what I eat since I need to make sure she gets a balanced meal.
The schedule has also done a fair job of preventing me from shopping. Gasp! I've never really been a big shopper, but when I first left my job to stay home with Avery, I found myself aimlessly wandering Target or the mall at least twice a week. Now, I don't allow enough time between scheduled naps, meals, or learning time to make shopping worth the trip. I have properly overscheduled myself.
Ah, she's rousing. Need to get L'il Bit out of bed. Have a great day!
I feel somewhat the same. Although she spends most of her waking hours with me, Avery very rarely says "mama." I know it's not a big deal, but it kills me. She says "dadadadadada" all day long (and don't even get me started on "dog"). She even calls me "dada" sometimes. So I'm thinking of changing my name to "not the Dada." How's that?
Her nap schedule has improved significantly. We actually have a routine! While I feel like it's great for her, I think it's even better for me. It has forced me to commit to going to work out at the Y every morning and get some work done while she's down for a nap. I feel productive! Even her meal schedule is helping out. It has caused me to be very conscious about what I eat since I need to make sure she gets a balanced meal.
The schedule has also done a fair job of preventing me from shopping. Gasp! I've never really been a big shopper, but when I first left my job to stay home with Avery, I found myself aimlessly wandering Target or the mall at least twice a week. Now, I don't allow enough time between scheduled naps, meals, or learning time to make shopping worth the trip. I have properly overscheduled myself.
Ah, she's rousing. Need to get L'il Bit out of bed. Have a great day!
Monday, January 01, 2007
Resolution
Hello fellow blogger buds! It has been a while since my last post. I hope you all are actually still at least checking regularly to see if I'm still alive.
Our little family is spending the New Year holiday at my parents' house in Hickory, North Carolina. Avery has had a ball exploring their new house. Since she won't crawl, she either has to scoot (which is much faster on the hardwood floors here) or walk with the assistance of a cooler, cardboard box, riding toy, or any other object not nailed to the floor.
Chad and I went to my friend Carl's house last night to ring in the new year. I saw several high school friends there and remembered why it was a good idea that I move to Nashville to go to Lipscomb. We left around 12:30 and decided that the blinding rain was a much bigger threat than the drunk drivers my parents warned us about.
Avery actually slept in until 8:30 this morning! Amazing! We took our time getting up, but finally dressed and went to pick up the U-Haul trailer we had reserved. We're bringing home an oak filing cabinet, entertainment center, and piano. I'm most excited about the piano. It's the one I've been playing since childhood. My parents got it from Steppenwolf's studio when I was really little. It'll be a fun heirloom. (When my parents came to visit a couple of weeks ago, they brought the little toy piano I played on as a baby and Avery took to it like a duck to water. Adorable! I hope she loves this piano, too.)
Mom is at the grocery store right now (again. She goes every day. I can't even imagine attempting that with Avery in tow.), so as soon as she returns, we're going to grab lunch and hit the mall. Go ahead. Kill me now. I dread the mall, but we need to make a few returns and exchanges.
No camera cord with us this weekend, so no photos to post. I'll really do my best to get some new ones on here this week.
I resolve this year to blog more regularly and actually download my photos. Hold me to it. Happy New Year!
Our little family is spending the New Year holiday at my parents' house in Hickory, North Carolina. Avery has had a ball exploring their new house. Since she won't crawl, she either has to scoot (which is much faster on the hardwood floors here) or walk with the assistance of a cooler, cardboard box, riding toy, or any other object not nailed to the floor.
Chad and I went to my friend Carl's house last night to ring in the new year. I saw several high school friends there and remembered why it was a good idea that I move to Nashville to go to Lipscomb. We left around 12:30 and decided that the blinding rain was a much bigger threat than the drunk drivers my parents warned us about.
Avery actually slept in until 8:30 this morning! Amazing! We took our time getting up, but finally dressed and went to pick up the U-Haul trailer we had reserved. We're bringing home an oak filing cabinet, entertainment center, and piano. I'm most excited about the piano. It's the one I've been playing since childhood. My parents got it from Steppenwolf's studio when I was really little. It'll be a fun heirloom. (When my parents came to visit a couple of weeks ago, they brought the little toy piano I played on as a baby and Avery took to it like a duck to water. Adorable! I hope she loves this piano, too.)
Mom is at the grocery store right now (again. She goes every day. I can't even imagine attempting that with Avery in tow.), so as soon as she returns, we're going to grab lunch and hit the mall. Go ahead. Kill me now. I dread the mall, but we need to make a few returns and exchanges.
No camera cord with us this weekend, so no photos to post. I'll really do my best to get some new ones on here this week.
I resolve this year to blog more regularly and actually download my photos. Hold me to it. Happy New Year!
Thursday, December 07, 2006
Shameless Plug
Alrighty then. It's been ages since I've been able to sit down at this computer for a little bloggin'. Missed you all. So much has happened since I posted last. I finally uploaded the pictures from our digital camera. (By the way, the battery was dead on it. It wasn't broken. That's a relief.) However, the pictures were uploaded to Chad's laptop because the desktop computer in our house is older than the hills and can't handle the photos. One of these days I'll be able to post pictures again. For those of you who might want to see Avery's 9-month session, click on the Jennifer Photography link to your right. From there, click on the Information Tab and then click on the Slideshows link. It will pop up in a separate window. The password is Troup. You can see some sweet and funny Christmas shots there, too.
Rehearsals are going well for The Sanders Family Christmas. We're reprising our roles from 2 years ago. We got such a great response from that show that we decided to do it again. The original 7 cast members are playing the same parts. We're thrilled to have a roomier stage this year, too. A guy named Travis is doing a fantastic job with set construction. We've added so many new fun elements to the show. I can't wait. So here's my shameless plug . . . . Come see the Sanders Family Christmas at Otter Creek (409 Franklin Road, Brentwood) on December 15, 16 or 17 at 7 p.m. It's FREE, but seating is first come, first served. A collection will be taken up for the Living Water Ministry. Tell a friend.
Doing the show has completely gotten me in the Christmas spirit this year. Chad and I got a real tree and even put lights up outside! I finally gave in and tuned in to 92.9 fm which turns to 100% Christmas music after Thanksgiving. At first, I was agitated because I wasn't ready for Christmas music in November and I'm a dork and like light rock. But I made the switch.
It even snowed here today! It was beautiful. Of course, it didn't stick, but Avery loved watching it out the window. I love that it actually feels like Christmas, but our family can't seem to shake a nagging cold. Advice on trusty home remedies would be much-appreciated.
Wow. I'm proud of myself. I posted! Now let's just hope you all hear from me again before the new year!
Rehearsals are going well for The Sanders Family Christmas. We're reprising our roles from 2 years ago. We got such a great response from that show that we decided to do it again. The original 7 cast members are playing the same parts. We're thrilled to have a roomier stage this year, too. A guy named Travis is doing a fantastic job with set construction. We've added so many new fun elements to the show. I can't wait. So here's my shameless plug . . . . Come see the Sanders Family Christmas at Otter Creek (409 Franklin Road, Brentwood) on December 15, 16 or 17 at 7 p.m. It's FREE, but seating is first come, first served. A collection will be taken up for the Living Water Ministry. Tell a friend.
Doing the show has completely gotten me in the Christmas spirit this year. Chad and I got a real tree and even put lights up outside! I finally gave in and tuned in to 92.9 fm which turns to 100% Christmas music after Thanksgiving. At first, I was agitated because I wasn't ready for Christmas music in November and I'm a dork and like light rock. But I made the switch.
It even snowed here today! It was beautiful. Of course, it didn't stick, but Avery loved watching it out the window. I love that it actually feels like Christmas, but our family can't seem to shake a nagging cold. Advice on trusty home remedies would be much-appreciated.
Wow. I'm proud of myself. I posted! Now let's just hope you all hear from me again before the new year!
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