tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53097744500806234662024-03-14T06:35:48.390-05:00The Pifer's Journey"Family is God's greatest Blessing."The Pifer'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05132360853413432225noreply@blogger.comBlogger711125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5309774450080623466.post-71514639631379431212017-05-09T11:38:00.001-05:002017-05-09T11:38:47.005-05:00PIFER WRAPS & WELLNESSI couldn't be more excited about the journey Zach & I are on!!<div>
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<div class="blogger-post-footer">Posted with love by The Pifer's</div>The Pifer'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05132360853413432225noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5309774450080623466.post-34556882940655460762016-08-15T19:45:00.001-05:002016-08-15T19:45:45.579-05:00ItWorks 💚Please checkout my website and let me know if their is anyway I can help you sign up as a distributor or as a loyal customer.<br />
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Tiffpifer@yahoo.com<div class="blogger-post-footer">Posted with love by The Pifer's</div>The Pifer'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05132360853413432225noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5309774450080623466.post-9528245922302682222015-10-02T18:47:00.001-05:002015-10-02T18:47:47.233-05:00My New JourneyI've been a loyal customer for quiet some time using the Hair Nail and Skin vitamins (which are amazing by the way) I've tried several other products and have seen so many distributors post about this company-I've seen and witnessed several people become so successful and I've often thought it would be nice to be in their shoes and earning some extra income-but I was comfortable with being a loyal customer. Well that's over! I'm done being 'comfortable'. I'm done passing up opportunities to help my family financially and to ultimately give me the chance to be a stay at home mom with more time with my son!<div><br></div><div>So I have decided to take that leap of faith and join this AMAZING business called It Works Global. Have you heard about these amazing products? Do you want to lose weight, tighten tone and firm your skin, or just get healthier? Or are you like ME, do you want to make more income? If you answered yes to any of these, PLEASE message me!</div><div><br></div><div> I so appreciate your support and encouragement, this is out of my comfort zone, but I am DOING IT and I am SO EXCITED!!!</div><div><br></div><div> I'm looking for four people to try these amazing products for 3 months so I can start my portfolio AND if you are wanting some extra income-I can talk to you about joining so you can get the $500 bonus right before Christmas?? I'm looking forward to my extra Christmas money this year and would love to help you not only get that extra Christmas money but help you make an average of $500 extra a month! Talk about the money you could use for daycare,car payment, paying down debt or saving it for infertility treatments! </div><div><br></div><div>Email me at tiffpifer@yahoo.com if your interested 💚</div><div class="blogger-post-footer">Posted with love by The Pifer's</div>The Pifer'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05132360853413432225noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5309774450080623466.post-50101347321234209312015-08-02T13:51:00.001-05:002015-08-02T13:55:29.400-05:00Week one in AMARILLOHome sweet home-Amarillo is officially our 'home' now. It's beautiful and I love how dry the air is compared to the humidity back in Waco. We've played a lot outside during the days and evenings which is also another plus compared to the 100+ degree weather back in Waco. <div><br></div><div>I did a lot of unpacking this week, since we had a moving company come and pack us it's been a nightmare finding things. I can tell you if we're in this I situation again I will do so many things different. I still have yet to find many of our kitchen items such as, spices, toaster, cutting boards, and some cooking utensils. I know the minute I give up and go out and buy more I will find that box. Our lamp shades are M.I.A. as well....our small rental (it's actually quite spacey for only two bedrooms) is full of boxes. We only plan on being here for 6 months before we buy or build-we haven't decided exactly what we want to do. </div><div><br></div><div>Miles started school on Wednesday, the initial drop off was awful. I cried like I did when dropping him off when he was a newborn. I honestly think dropping him off as a newborn was easier because it was just 'me' that was scared. Seeing your child terrified of all the 'strangers' (kids and teachers who he doesn't know) was one of the hardest things. We even went to the daycare earlier in the week for a meet and greet so he would be a little familiar....I'm so thankful by Friday the teacher reached her arms out and he went to her without looking back at me. Some may be sad when they don't look back, personally it makes my mommy heart happy that he feels 'safe'. He has my shyness (until he gets to know you then he's so outgoing like his daddy) so him feeling safe makes this whole process easier for me and him. </div><div><br></div><div>I've enjoyed some 'me' time, something I'm not used to and don't get often. Honestly it's quite boring, but it's nice :) I have one more week of unpacking (trying to find some things) and to get a few more things done/completed (like doctors/banks and such...you know all that fun grown up stuff) and I start my new job the following week on the 10th. I will be working for the City in the HR/Payroll department. I'm excited to get my feet back into some normalcy, but so scared as well...back to my shyness and fear of driving in unknown places (thank heavens for GPS!!). </div><div><br></div><div>Overall we made it 'home', life's great and my family is back together. It made me really appreciate all the military families and any others who have to be away from there spouses for months at times. Two months was hard on all of us and I'm so grateful were back together. </div><div><br></div><div>God brings you on certain paths for a reason in life, you just have to trust in his plan, take his hand and let him guide you down this new journey. </div><div class="blogger-post-footer">Posted with love by The Pifer's</div>The Pifer'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05132360853413432225noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5309774450080623466.post-57481956431294154062015-06-03T16:13:00.002-05:002015-06-03T16:13:59.979-05:00Amarillo By Morning
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man should be. He is such a hard working manager, the best dad to our little
Miles, and a better husband than I probably deserve. I am blessed beyond
measures. He has recently been offered a promotion within the company that will
have us moving around 7 hours away from where we live now. It's such a huge
change, a scary one-but yet so exciting at the same time. He deserves this new
title and I'm thankful God placed me by his side to watch him grow and become
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<span style="color: windowtext; font-family: "Franklin Gothic Book",sans-serif;">With this move comes so much worry. Since he will be starting
his new position before Miles and I are able to move that means we will be away
from each other for a while. He will try to come home on weekends when he is
able to, but we are really unsure of the weeks to come. I catch myself when I
am in the middle of my tears because I know there are spouses out there overseas
serving our country, there are widows out there praying for just one more time
to see their loved ones--I shouldn't be sad/nervous over a few unknown months. But I am. I'm human. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: windowtext; font-family: "Franklin Gothic Book",sans-serif;">I don't want to fail him as a wife, I don't want to fail
Miles as a mom. There's days he gets home late and I question to myself how do
single moms do this terrible two stage alone? I have one child going through
these terrible twos...some moms are juggling it all. Am I doing something
wrong? The stress of selling our house (thankfully it's under contract after being
on the market for only a week, that's such a huge prayer answered from God),
thankfully we do not have to pack a single thing in our house-a moving company
will come and do all of that...all I have to do is take care of a two year old Tasmanian
devil who can be a little bit angel/part terror at times-that should be easy
enough right? Moms do it all the time. So why am I so overwhelmed. Maybe it's
partly nerves of moving away from my hometown-I've been here for 31 years, it's
all I know. I'm not a super huge fan of change, yet I truly am excited about
this new adventure. I'm leaving my family, my friends...my <em>normalcy.</em> <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: windowtext; font-family: "Franklin Gothic Book",sans-serif;">I'm anxious, nervous, excited, scared and sad all in
one....not to mention so proud and happy for my husband....and little terrified
of being a single mom. I haven't had so many mixed emotions since going through
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<div class="blogger-post-footer">Posted with love by The Pifer's</div>The Pifer'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05132360853413432225noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5309774450080623466.post-32448514373282240452015-01-01T10:48:00.001-06:002015-01-01T10:48:26.810-06:00Happy 2015<div>Why is it at the beginning if the year everyone picks a couple things they want to do better? Why should we only focus on one or two things vs everything? Shouldn't we always want to strive to be better-in every aspect of life.</div><div><br></div><div>In 2015 I want to pray better, love deeper, be a better mother, a better wife, a better friend-daughter-sister-employee. </div><div><br></div><div>I want to leave any hard times behind, let go and let God-I want to be a stronger person-the strong woman I know I'm capable of being. I want to hold my baby tighter, and love my husband deeper. </div><div><br></div><div>I want to gain better self confidence, give more time to our Savior. I want to manage my time better, organize my house. Work out harder, eat healthier-yet still enjoy my sweets, life's to short to throw Oreos out the window completely.</div><div><br></div><div>Resolutions should be an all year-always-type thing. So this year, I'm promising to a better ME.</div><div><br></div><div>Happy 2015</div><div class="blogger-post-footer">Posted with love by The Pifer's</div>The Pifer'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05132360853413432225noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5309774450080623466.post-39045741721270762972014-11-19T11:46:00.001-06:002014-11-19T11:46:26.270-06:00Chaotically Beautiful<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">No one can prepare you exactly for mommy hood- no magazine, no book, no blog, nothing can prepare you for the emotions you will go through, the love you will have, the chaotic life you will soon endure.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I've always heard 'being a mom is a full time job' and that is so true. Even if you send your little one(s) off to school/daycare your brain is and will always be on 'mommy thoughts'...your mind never quite stops. What will he have for dinner, what is he doing now, did I dress him warm enough, did I pack enough for lunch....when is his next well check...didn't I hear him sniffle this morning...mommy thoughts go on and on. Then when I get off work and get him he runs around in circles till bed time. I soak in all the moments I can, sit on the floor with him and let him sit in my lap, does he want to play chase--sure I'm tired, sitting down and letting him just play with his toys on his own sure sounds more relaxing but he wants ME...let's play chase, peek a boo, read, wanna play cars?...legos?...the list goes on. I'm a sucker and when he wants me I'm there, am I spoiling him?<i>Possibly.</i> Should I still be holding him in my arms every night when he wants to go to sleep? <i>Probably not.</i> All the books say 'let him go to sleep on his own, it's healthy for him and you'....some nights we put him in bed on his own and he does very well with it, but honestly <i>most</i> every night I hold him, he doesn't need to be rocked, nor does he 'have' to be held...<i>but I 'have' to hold him</i>, it's more <u>for me</u> then him. Around<a href="x-apple-data-detectors://0" x-apple-data-detectors="true" x-apple-data-detectors-type="calendar-event" x-apple-data-detectors-result="0">7:30</a> every night he wants his night time milk, I give him his sippy cup, he grabs his blankie and crawls in my lap<i>. We snuggle</i>, I get lots of hugs with those little arms wrapping around my neck and he goes to sleep in my arms. I get asked a lot why I do it and told often it's just not 'heathly'...but truth be known I do not know if we will try again for another baby-Miles may be our one and only little blessing from above, and if that's the case we are ok and we accept God's plan, but we want to soak in every special moment<i>. They are only little once.</i><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Who needs clean dishes and a clean house...or clean laundry when you could be snuggling with your little one? (I promise I do those things, I'm way to OCD to live in a messy house....but they do get put on the back burner).<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">What am I getting at? I promise always to be a better blogger. I want to be. I miss it...I love being able to look back and see/read our life. <i>But in reality</i>, I just haven't had time (It's behind my dishes and laundry haha). Mommy hood isn't easy-it's plum tiring to be honest. But oh it's quite amazing as well. The BEST tired feeling you will ever experience.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Miles has just turned 19 months. NINETEEN MONTHS...Can you believe that?! I know, me either! He is talking more, he still doesn't walk much--he RUNS haha! He loves his dogs and loves to climb, I think he believes he is superman as he jumps from couch to couch...he is a sweet, rowdy, loving, rambunctious little boy who keeps us on our toes, laughing, and our hearts melting over and over again. It took God 7 years to bless us with this miracle, but boy did He bless us!! Miles is everything and more than we could have ever wanted in a child.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Thank you friends/family for understanding that while I am not giving many updates on life, I am instead embracing mommy hood--the whole chaotically beautiful lifestyle in which I was blessed with--and the reason I am not on here writing more is because I am playing ninja turtles and hide and seek and chasing this adorable laughing boy around and around our house.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> </span></p><div><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><br></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><b style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> </b></p></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><o:p style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> </o:p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer">Posted with love by The Pifer's</div>The Pifer'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05132360853413432225noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5309774450080623466.post-7523941814807087532014-02-24T20:16:00.001-06:002014-02-24T20:16:28.257-06:00I'm here :)I'm here...a horrible blogger...but here and ok. <div><br></div><div>Miles just turned 10 months old. He's a busy boy who is close to walking...has four teeth, says momma, dada, daw-ee (doggie). He's a sweetheart, loves to snuggle--he's a busy little guy who doesn't slow down till bedtime. Keeps mommy very busy chasing after him. </div><div><br></div><div>I'm good-working full time then trying to manage a clean house and spend every moment I can with our little man. When he goes to bed at 8:00, there's so much I need to catch up on-that blogging fell back on my list, I apologize. </div><div><br></div><div>Zachs good, but has taken a few business trips for a week at a time and has another one upcoming. During the last one Miles got the flu and I got bronchitis which almost turned to Pneumonia...we're all better now thankfully, but that was a rough week. Kudos to all my single mommy friends. My hats off to you, because I barely kept my head afloat that week.</div><div><br></div><div>I promise to try to be better. Please forgive me. A few pictures of my little guy. </div><div><br></div>Standing all by himself. <br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6qu_o-sAYPoDnfVS4cmmaJg7tyn6YNnws95wHl_y5RGV3XTZA7094E_HiSzx0Q-EHrrn8ONL0aUJ0Cz7NlX1VCEEWQp6BG_ferfYXGxWEro_aw7cet9R-HZozJ5ISe3e4Li5Nn6apdl0/s640/blogger-image-257743542.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6qu_o-sAYPoDnfVS4cmmaJg7tyn6YNnws95wHl_y5RGV3XTZA7094E_HiSzx0Q-EHrrn8ONL0aUJ0Cz7NlX1VCEEWQp6BG_ferfYXGxWEro_aw7cet9R-HZozJ5ISe3e4Li5Nn6apdl0/s640/blogger-image-257743542.jpg"></a></div>Loves to be outside :)<br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhULqls_oDb7Z7EWnj1TExt9xUV5iVe2H0PRyYDApP5wdqdG5LzoDNIY9XiChz1L8QO5H9vwLlAV6JLtfg-P5EK86SCXiA0fwWnlGnOyhIUKd6hqafEFGkS6WqFs1jkhe2gbVSUnNsm0bk/s640/blogger-image-1746249518.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhULqls_oDb7Z7EWnj1TExt9xUV5iVe2H0PRyYDApP5wdqdG5LzoDNIY9XiChz1L8QO5H9vwLlAV6JLtfg-P5EK86SCXiA0fwWnlGnOyhIUKd6hqafEFGkS6WqFs1jkhe2gbVSUnNsm0bk/s640/blogger-image-1746249518.jpg"></a></div>His 10 month picture :)<br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtwx-XhKqsLrfPm2f1UrQmGSATZzlu8FYSk-egc9zKCviVRwRsTcd6BXnYvoIx9nz7AFadcfvJ-XahGgZmsMSXEk7C9eICPY2EFon-y6HpwAZjmAWwQBc7XKxgCv-8CrGrQHBqA5zQ0cA/s640/blogger-image-497388176.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtwx-XhKqsLrfPm2f1UrQmGSATZzlu8FYSk-egc9zKCviVRwRsTcd6BXnYvoIx9nz7AFadcfvJ-XahGgZmsMSXEk7C9eICPY2EFon-y6HpwAZjmAWwQBc7XKxgCv-8CrGrQHBqA5zQ0cA/s640/blogger-image-497388176.jpg"></a></div>Sleeping with Mickey :)<br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4HhskC-AiE3HvxBJgBNbqjc5M8WqmUb3ZGM3wrxF3kW-71nqFdSWczy1CdGRxP08GFE6GDPxx74bfMDsELOY2bDktCZcCw-ahweE2zP1xOzWFO0lAT_PTCx4N9Y7xsFyZELupO8_cZbI/s640/blogger-image-2062905265.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4HhskC-AiE3HvxBJgBNbqjc5M8WqmUb3ZGM3wrxF3kW-71nqFdSWczy1CdGRxP08GFE6GDPxx74bfMDsELOY2bDktCZcCw-ahweE2zP1xOzWFO0lAT_PTCx4N9Y7xsFyZELupO8_cZbI/s640/blogger-image-2062905265.jpg"></a></div>Pushing his car around (he pushing everything around)<br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_nXLqKxbiY6whnJ_XYZgePFvQeFnhM9LC6VKeviEQt3pPfejcCQkG3DK6HrgT_o1URHsIUIgJmQmalHZ5j51IWCxeiRr1oYDQJWMTCjOm1eyvCQqpHfiSOXHcu4zjxWuEUo_63aMUA14/s640/blogger-image--1983313991.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_nXLqKxbiY6whnJ_XYZgePFvQeFnhM9LC6VKeviEQt3pPfejcCQkG3DK6HrgT_o1URHsIUIgJmQmalHZ5j51IWCxeiRr1oYDQJWMTCjOm1eyvCQqpHfiSOXHcu4zjxWuEUo_63aMUA14/s640/blogger-image--1983313991.jpg"></a></div>Valentines picture :)<br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiASh5ILM-kXW4orK9tHBkWG5c7qauD08nvwVp3wltf7FXUvDf3IABIFSl1T7FcjiCb7W_ZtY1KLS2N9Z8n4mCpCbmlCzGZfTzYOUuhY8-jdepTtUh56M0tTyuBUxGGzipCDbCIt8Gx3dQ/s640/blogger-image--1352506439.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiASh5ILM-kXW4orK9tHBkWG5c7qauD08nvwVp3wltf7FXUvDf3IABIFSl1T7FcjiCb7W_ZtY1KLS2N9Z8n4mCpCbmlCzGZfTzYOUuhY8-jdepTtUh56M0tTyuBUxGGzipCDbCIt8Gx3dQ/s640/blogger-image--1352506439.jpg"></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">Posted with love by The Pifer's</div>The Pifer'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05132360853413432225noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5309774450080623466.post-44708803286290526102013-10-10T13:02:00.001-05:002013-10-10T13:02:39.448-05:00DOC Band<div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Miles has had his band for a little over two weeks. Right now he still isn't quite sure what to think of it. For the most part he doesn't know it's there, however every now and then he reaches up and starts tugging on if or gets a little cranky. Sleeps hit and miss right now while he's adjusting to sleeping in it. We will go every Monday for his adjustment appointments. Here's a picture of him the day he got his band and then after we got it wrapped :)</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQzx2nCQNH_CdhkBkILpwYGxdFLb3MMumPSo42z6YcxGM2hgfL5GyrtYE32tmXA3TmhJTuW8-BRw-A11RAirXLtf0-C0C5lyjMtLG9AGuwXwD7DetO5O08xDFsavLdLij_OZKgPFvEJ8o/s640/blogger-image-606503193.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQzx2nCQNH_CdhkBkILpwYGxdFLb3MMumPSo42z6YcxGM2hgfL5GyrtYE32tmXA3TmhJTuW8-BRw-A11RAirXLtf0-C0C5lyjMtLG9AGuwXwD7DetO5O08xDFsavLdLij_OZKgPFvEJ8o/s640/blogger-image-606503193.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioQXZ8rkydJSzMPy4AhT9dBa_MHfcDdL0aUAM4qENcynmzrKSTENicWeeY4ndh9a8VhYemuZ8TA_2wmfnwJx4UlefRqYVcHxSdIwg3Cv-x89cLiJ89wIdheqznYAzjQD4xc3BKb8bJLMM/s640/blogger-image--1661055394.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioQXZ8rkydJSzMPy4AhT9dBa_MHfcDdL0aUAM4qENcynmzrKSTENicWeeY4ndh9a8VhYemuZ8TA_2wmfnwJx4UlefRqYVcHxSdIwg3Cv-x89cLiJ89wIdheqznYAzjQD4xc3BKb8bJLMM/s640/blogger-image--1661055394.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDVK7zn5gi4qRxODgCgSkjdcOi3J-P8sqWkcxWOXkKPC_X5Tzkulcj3H_ur5Gqb4-gnbP9gxqdFvaqoebFsO0gOfsGWaw4zcDvGLDDO18aAqHWU5aBflvPdGdzLG64YrjTjr0GYsmpMrw/s640/blogger-image--1838208801.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDVK7zn5gi4qRxODgCgSkjdcOi3J-P8sqWkcxWOXkKPC_X5Tzkulcj3H_ur5Gqb4-gnbP9gxqdFvaqoebFsO0gOfsGWaw4zcDvGLDDO18aAqHWU5aBflvPdGdzLG64YrjTjr0GYsmpMrw/s640/blogger-image--1838208801.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC6Ad8sospfSxepP5vBvAMIbFOG9wcaNXRjsRPeivYWlhqCVbFNDPVNRFJUjDE9TeASYqNm4IOsDXK9oTS6GvXDQl_eMZeLk8P22iG41QS-_vnshhaOBOG5PTtoI2CK0i7GvvBvl1UWew/s640/blogger-image-1790967440.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC6Ad8sospfSxepP5vBvAMIbFOG9wcaNXRjsRPeivYWlhqCVbFNDPVNRFJUjDE9TeASYqNm4IOsDXK9oTS6GvXDQl_eMZeLk8P22iG41QS-_vnshhaOBOG5PTtoI2CK0i7GvvBvl1UWew/s640/blogger-image-1790967440.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">Posted with love by The Pifer's</div>The Pifer'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05132360853413432225noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5309774450080623466.post-67142102837555571232013-09-20T20:40:00.001-05:002013-09-20T20:40:15.631-05:00From My City to Yours<div class="s2"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span class="s4">Whether it is a favorite restaurant</span><span class="s4">,</span><span class="s4"> a favorite bench in the park to enjoy a beautiful autumn day, </span><span class="s4">or the history that embodies your city, </span><span class="s4">we all have our own personal favorite things we love about our hometowns. There is so much that we love that it can seem difficult to even narrow it down, but</span><span class="s4"> the following are the reasons we, Tiffany and Kendra, love our home cities: Waco and </span><span class="s4">Chicago.</span></span></div><div class="s2"><br />
</div><div class="s2"><span style="color: black;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><a href="http://www.waco-texas.com/"><span class="s5">Waco Texas</span></a><span class="s4"> is my home and has been for almost 30 years. It’s the perfect size in my opinion. We have several towns around us that are easy to commute to. We have all your normal amenities, grocery stores and malls…and we are only 2 hours away from the larger cities like Austin or Dallas which have bigger malls and more attractions.</span></span></span></div><div class="s2"><br />
</div><div class="s2"><span class="s4" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Waco is the birthplace to the Dr. Pepper, we have a Dr. Pepper Museum that is fun for visitors. We have the Texas Ranger Hall of Fame and Museum, Texas Sports Hall of Fame and Maybourn Museum (so much fun, especially if you have children) -- We have three colleges, Baylor University (We are huge Baylor Bear fans!), Texas State Technical College, and McLennan Community College. Our zoo is the perfect size and never gets old (however I do like to travel to Dallas for there zoo also, it’s really big!)</span></div><div class="s2"><br />
</div><div class="s2"><span class="s4" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">We have one of the biggest and best municipal parks in Texas, Cameron Park. It’s extremely beautiful and lines the Brazos and Bosque Rivers. When bands come to town they will often play downtown off of the river, we have one of the most breathtaking bridges I’ve ever seen, ‘The Suspension Bridge’ to which a lot of residence use as a backdrop for pictures.</span></div><div class="s2"><br />
</div><div class="s2"><span class="s4" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">In spare time my husband and I like to have picnics in Cameron Park, or Woodway Park which oversees Lake Waco. We like to go to the mall, or just take a drive through the country. I work downtown where there are some amazing little boutiques—one of my favorite is ‘Spice’, which is actually a lot of small vendors in one building—The perfect ‘One stop shop’. We have all your chain restaurants but we also have some small ‘mom and pop’ places that I just love. Café Cappuccino is one of our favorite places to go eat breakfast at, they have amazing lunches as well. Toms Burger & Captain Billy Wizzbangs have some of the best burgers in town---and every where you turn you have a small little Mexican food shop.</span></div><div class="s2"><br />
</div><div class="s2"><span class="s4" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Texas is a hot hot state, so a lot of the months your finding something to do inside, unless you have an outdoor-water-activity, it’s just too hot to be outside until fall (which sometimes in Texas fall is short lived or intertwined with Winter)....but you can bet it’s never to cold or too hot for a Baylor Bear Football game! We don’t miss many games. </span></div><div class="s2"><br />
</div><div class="s2"><span class="s4" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Overall, I love our little town. My husband comes from a very small town—Brockway, PA—so Waco to him is ‘big’….Waco to me is the perfect town because it has everything you need. :)</span></div><div class="s2"><span class="s4" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br />
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</div><div class="s2"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span class="s4">The Windy City, Chicago, has been home to me for my entire life. I love life in the big city, and no matter how much I love to travel, I always love coming home.</span><span class="s6" style="font-style: italic;"> </span><span class="s4">If you are anything like me, then you love to enjoy live music. In Grant Park and </span><a href="http://chicagoist.com/2012/02/10/in_pictures_luminous_field_at_mille.php%20/l%20photo-1"><span class="s5">Millennium Pa</span></a><a href="" name="_Hlt241224516"></a><span class="s5" style="text-decoration: underline;">r</span><span class="s5" style="text-decoration: underline;">k</span><span class="s4">, there are outdoor music venues like the Jay Pritzker Pavilion. There are indoor venues here too, but the Pritzker Pavilion regularly boasts magnificent musical talent. One of my favorite things to do is bring a blanket and some snacks, and enjoy live music while having my own picnic, of sorts, with my family.</span></span></div><div class="s2"><br />
</div><div class="s2"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span class="s4">The city itself is often overlooked, as we all love to look at what is within it. Call me corny, but I love admiring the beauty of Chicago. </span><span class="s4">I love to see the city at nighttime, as the lights are really beautiful and make for a great aesthetic. </span><span class="s4">One of the coolest parts about Chicago is learning its architectural history. In 1871, the Great Chicago Fire ripped and roared its way through Chicago, destroying almost everything in its path. The urban legend goes that a cow tipped over a lantern in a barn, but this was later proven to be just a story. It’s not precisely known how it started, but because most of the city was built of wood, it spread quickly. While it would have been easy to ignore Chicago after it was in ruins, the city quickly rebuilt and this rebuilding lead to it becoming one of the most populated, economically thriving cities in the USA. </span><span class="s4">If you are ever visiting Chicago, you will realize what I mean when I say it is a remarkable place. To find </span><a href="http://www.gogobot.com/chicago--hotels"><span class="s5">great restaurants and hotels</span></a><span class="s4"> in Chicago, use a site like gogobot to help with your trip. With so much to do here, this will help navigate you in the right direction. Also, with football season here, and basketball and hockey season coming soon, there is no shortage of sporting events in the city! Chicago relentlessly supports them, and they have been rewarding to follow with their recent success (the Blackhawks just won another Stanley Cup!).</span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">Posted with love by The Pifer's</div>The Pifer'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05132360853413432225noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5309774450080623466.post-20804139134489240002013-09-18T17:39:00.001-05:002013-09-18T17:41:12.676-05:005 Months Old<p> </p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-rg4lbpQJYQA/UjorfEauyzI/AAAAAAAADWk/c4tsxvZbOL4/s1600-h/IMG_6930%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_6930" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_6930" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-Rh9schzLby0/Ujorfpp3-YI/AAAAAAAADWs/651FFIctgtU/IMG_6930_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="196" /></a></p> <p align="center">Tomorrow you will be 5 months old!!!  It seems like just yesterday I found out I was pregnant with you. My how you have changed our lives and have brightened our world. We love you more than you could possibly imagine. </p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-IOii6DG7MtM/UjorgBW9Z8I/AAAAAAAADW0/X_ITrqAqC-w/s1600-h/IMG_6956%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_6956" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_6956" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-oN1Clpze3qk/UjorgcYIeaI/AAAAAAAADW4/-4pPc_IlOYU/IMG_6956_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="132" /></a></p> <p align="center">Your personality sure has sprouted even more throughout this past month. You love to laugh, and it’s the cutest little thing!</p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-QN63uic3s5Y/Ujorg8YmqxI/AAAAAAAADXE/fn5XKXjR2Jw/s1600-h/IMG_7011%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_7011" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_7011" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-VLE-yWFpkCE/UjorhS0t1cI/AAAAAAAADXM/MtJfickjlRg/IMG_7011_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="175" /></a></p> <p align="center">You say ‘oohhh’ and ‘mmmmm’ and your face is darling with you say them. You can sit up for a few seconds now!</p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-wNbu-2-tmR8/Ujorh0fMpFI/AAAAAAAADXU/t5lr-Widyeo/s1600-h/IMG_7028%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_7028" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_7028" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-4iToOM2nyfM/UjoriYlHZtI/AAAAAAAADXc/xAMca3QJArc/IMG_7028_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="156" height="244" /></a></p> <p align="center">Your still a very nosey baby, love to look around. You still aren’t a fan of tummy time, but you are doing much better and can push yourself up on your hands for a few minutes. You rolled over for the first time, but have not interest in doing it again.</p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-B_P5U5r4rtE/Ujori25ekvI/AAAAAAAADXk/W7LgAqsYjSE/s1600-h/IMG_7063%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_7063" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_7063" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-Lb2MVQYElgo/UjorjWIq9hI/AAAAAAAADXs/ayGX-1riN0Y/IMG_7063_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="191" /></a></p> <p align="center">You LOVE Mickey Mouse…your face lights up when he is on the TV or when you see your stuffed animal Mickey Mouse :) You still love your lovies also when it’s time for bed. You are a ‘binky baby’ but only when your tired. </p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-QEwRHNsmHPs/UjorjjnnzrI/AAAAAAAADX0/rOuMiNI9IOI/s1600-h/IMG_7097%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_7097" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_7097" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-hIolhLI-jI4/UjorkAe3ZSI/AAAAAAAADX8/dOLaYA7tTGU/IMG_7097_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /></a></p> <p align="center">Your hair is finally starting to grow back, it’s hard to tell the color of it because in different lights it looks different shades. Sometimes it looks very blonde, sometimes we see some red in it and sometimes it looks light brown…only time will tell! The same goes for your eyes. They are outlined in blue. But you have ‘starburst’ eyes like your daddy (my best description)…they are beautiful. In the center they sometimes look hazel and sometimes look green…then the have this starburst effect until they reach the blue. You get compliments all the time on your eyes, everyone loves to guess what color they are. :)</p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-meCIB5-akqk/UjorkZIM7-I/AAAAAAAADYE/BHhyWfxZADM/s1600-h/IMG_7102%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_7102" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_7102" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-eyAC04aNdFc/Ujork2cjbVI/AAAAAAAADYM/gIHRxdTWEys/IMG_7102_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="239" /></a></p> <p align="center">You love your food, you still drink 6oz of formula every 3-4 hours except when you eat your solids you only drink 4oz. You get cereal twice a day and you get a whole container of veggies or fruit with your cereal at dinner. You have had: squash, peas, green beans, carrots, sweet potatoes, pears, peaches and prunes. You love every one of them. We still have apples to try and then I will believe you will have ate a little of all your stage one foods. You eat with a spoon exceptionally well and often will hold my hand while I feed you (trying to do it yourself). You know your bottle and your binky go in your mouth you just haven’t quite figured out how to get them in there properly. </p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-fhOtZc6xYD8/UjorlaMoPJI/AAAAAAAADYQ/UUaetpFpdfE/s1600-h/IMG_7111%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_7111" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_7111" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-PhJ1T4fU9Vw/UjorliSYa4I/AAAAAAAADYc/8Sz0eiTLUhw/IMG_7111_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /></a></p> <p align="center">You have had a few colds this month, mommy feels like a pro at this booger suction thing…mommy used to have a weak stomach when it came to this stuff, but it seems so natural when it’s your baby. Not gross at all. </p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-Am54NGEc4MI/UjormBf3fiI/AAAAAAAADYk/5SmUL-GHybk/s1600-h/IMG_7148%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_7148" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_7148" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-e4AUG1rdL2w/UjormtFjCPI/AAAAAAAADYs/ltRR8Qu1ods/IMG_7148_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /></a></p> <p align="center">You had a scary situation this month also, you had an episode in which your pediatrician thought looked like a seizure, we took you to a pediatric neurologist, you had an EEG done (you did amazing with all those wires attached to your head)…and your results came back perfect. No seizures at all. Praise the Lord. </p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-7ILh7JyGCZ4/Ujorm2SXw0I/AAAAAAAADY0/lUfA8-K9uec/s1600-h/IMG_7154%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_7154" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_7154" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-63d5jVE3Jwk/Ujorne0SbfI/AAAAAAAADY4/zPoCj1Gvm5M/IMG_7154_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /></a></p> <p align="center">This past month we took you to a place called ‘Cranial Technologies’ because your little noggin’ in a little misshaped. Your going to have to wear a little baby helmet for 6-12 weeks. You get your helmet next Tuesday. Mommy has to drive you to Austin once a week while you have this helmet on. We have a local company who is going to wrap your helmet for FREE, such a blessing. I can’t wait to see it all wrapped up! </p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-s5emo26FUeE/Ujorn7DTsnI/AAAAAAAADZA/PUmKw1W5sNM/s1600-h/IMG_7112%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_7112" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_7112" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-HeGqrxEUcJY/UjoroLBfLnI/AAAAAAAADZI/341kNDrl0cc/IMG_7112_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /></a></p> <p align="center">Overall this past month has been so interesting and we love watching you grow and do new things. You are OUR WORLD. Happy 5 months old sweet heart!!!!</p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-tLN6TYmmrpI/UjorohL-4XI/AAAAAAAADZU/4abiyz8HkSI/s1600-h/IMG_7096%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_7096" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_7096" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-RRE5yvW2r8s/UjorpPpockI/AAAAAAAADZc/UfFdVMn21uU/IMG_7096_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163" /></a></p> <div class="blogger-post-footer">Posted with love by The Pifer's</div>The Pifer'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05132360853413432225noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5309774450080623466.post-61614285151010111962013-09-16T22:06:00.001-05:002013-09-16T22:07:57.182-05:00Seizure Update<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUJnTNGPF42UPrNb7mWn3IRgJz7H7ScTDA0r4wNWqj9r0LIGLgWYScgigspqKY-bTL_L-91uJbuFcQr_NUeU4Gdx45AFXvRbSdlERsUmQaeDg84Iga4hezeS4q-QClJhmHsIDM-89VvW0/s640/blogger-image-1425205356.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUJnTNGPF42UPrNb7mWn3IRgJz7H7ScTDA0r4wNWqj9r0LIGLgWYScgigspqKY-bTL_L-91uJbuFcQr_NUeU4Gdx45AFXvRbSdlERsUmQaeDg84Iga4hezeS4q-QClJhmHsIDM-89VvW0/s640/blogger-image-1425205356.jpg"></a></div>Miles had his EEG today. He did wonderful. He slept the first 30 minutes then woke up ready to play-trying to keep an 'almost' 5 month old extremely still is hard work. He thought it was funny--love love love him!<div><br></div><div>We talked to the neurologist and he said his report came back perfect-no seizures and everything's perfect with his little brain. He said the only explanation as to what happened was 'sometimes baby's just do strange stuff'...he feels very confident that nothing is wrong with him. </div><div><br></div><div>So thankful!! </div><div class="blogger-post-footer">Posted with love by The Pifer's</div>The Pifer'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05132360853413432225noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5309774450080623466.post-57823695558867812032013-09-09T20:53:00.001-05:002013-09-09T20:53:49.739-05:00Update & Prayers<span style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0976563); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(191, 107, 82, 0.496094); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); font-family: Noteworthy; font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 24px;">If anyone knows about speed bumps in this crazy journey we call 'life' it's us. We have one appointment under our belt-Miles will be getting a helmet in a couple weeks due to having Brachycephaly. 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</div><div class="blogger-post-footer">Posted with love by The Pifer's</div>The Pifer'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05132360853413432225noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5309774450080623466.post-20891116186436368832013-09-08T19:41:00.001-05:002013-09-08T19:41:59.461-05:00Miles gets Baptized<p align="center">In 2006 our infertility journey started…and in July of 2009 Zach gave me my very first fertility shot…I remember holding my breath with tears streaming down my face asking God ‘why us?’….why was this journey picked for us. </p> <p align="center">After 4 years of shots I can honestly say it did get better, but the pain was always there—It was just numbed with my trusty icepack. I remember looking at my bruises wondering if these shots would ever work…would we ever get pregnant?</p> <p align="center">Today my tears were so different—they were tears of joy as we baptized our baby boy. The child we wondered if we would ever be blessed with. </p> <p align="center">God is so great and today was such a special day for our family. Seeing our son get baptized was so emotional. </p> <p align="center">Sorry for the picture overload below—too many wonderful pictures to just pick a couple :)</p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-CWxzY2cnl94/Ui0Y9KyNLaI/AAAAAAAADRs/ph5crxakmAo/s1600-h/IMG_6856%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_6856" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_6856" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-hdcqB4kx5ZY/Ui0Y9ygL14I/AAAAAAAADR0/AdcHyfoHCXc/IMG_6856_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /></a></p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-3QOSFqbEHBw/Ui0Y-Xo8UXI/AAAAAAAADR8/s5LVCl1bu2Q/s1600-h/IMG_6856%25255B7%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_6856" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_6856" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-vbdwlwbzLfU/Ui0Y_dPW81I/AAAAAAAADSA/Y_qfbje_Kj4/IMG_6856_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /></a></p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-XPXwn1HFbLo/Ui0ZADp8QpI/AAAAAAAADSM/9y7LDsrc38I/s1600-h/IMG_6858%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_6858" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_6858" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-hLBD6Hl53Sc/Ui0ZApUSt1I/AAAAAAAADSU/KHLJwk-owr0/IMG_6858_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="216" height="244" /></a></p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-AT0B-9b8oJU/Ui0ZBUU_ASI/AAAAAAAADSc/-USjAW42svo/s1600-h/IMG_6860%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_6860" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_6860" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-uX1YWLYsyo4/Ui0ZB8QExvI/AAAAAAAADSk/7JIPfT3r1gc/IMG_6860_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /></a></p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-bNoTLO5WjNM/Ui0ZCk1ke5I/AAAAAAAADSs/8T6n9YEOmjw/s1600-h/IMG_6867%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_6867" style="border-top: 0px; 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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Sharing all of your personal life for someone to read is sometimes hard. I’ve <i>always </i>been open about our infertility journey. I knew at times that people wouldn’t agree to what we were doing, or even how <b><i>I</i></b> viewed things. Although most of our feedback <i>was</i> positive thoughts, prayers & support, we did receive <i>some</i>negative comments along the way. For the most part, I was always able to look past the negative. However those comments were about <b><i>ME</i></b>…it’s easy to look beyond and ignore harsh statements when they are about you. <i>But what if they are about your baby?<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">That’s where I am now. I’ve gone back and forth about sharing this information,<i>should I or should I not?</i> What if people talk about him or make rude comments…I can handle someone talking about me, but I don’t think I will be able to if someone talks about my child. (<i>honestly I don’t think anyone will, but I do know from experience there <b>are </b>very opinionated people out there, and when you put your information out there for the world to read you have to accept that <u>not everyone will agree with your choices</u>…again, we’ve always received so much love from everyone with very little negative feedback-but we know it <b>‘could’ </b>happen…and that’s where I, as any parent, just want to protect my child from any harm.)<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Miles has Plagiocephaly. There are three types of Plagiocephaly-Miles’s has the brachycephaly type, where the back of his head is flat and he’ll most likely have to wear a ‘band’ <i>(which is a baby helmet)</i>. Miles had a small flat spot when he was born due to how he was sitting in the womb, which gradually got worse while he slept through the night <i>(he wouldn’t sleep on his side or with his head turned-he loves sleeping with his face straight up and hands behind his head)</i>….we didn’t notice just how bad the flatness was until he started losing his hair.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">A baby’s skull is so soft and malleable until the sutures fuse around two years of age. For this reason, any external forces, whether during the pregnancy or in the infant’s daily life, can contribute to the head shape. The good news is that the shape can be redirected into a normal head shape using a Band. If untreated he could have a flatter head than normal, he could be at a great risk for ear infections and this could affect his vision later on down the road.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">When I heard that he will most likely have to wear a band I cried…<i>a lot</i>!! It took me a couple days to realize <b><i>MY BABY IS FINE</i></b>. This does <b><i>NOT</i></b> affect his brain by any means. When someone tells you something about your child <i>it’s devastating</i>…and of course the first thing I could think of was his <i>brain and his life</i>. I wasn’t very educated on Plagiocephaly and what all it entailed. I knew the importance of tummy time and rotating your baby, but never knew the details or even thought about the possibility of having Plagiocephaly. This was never mentioned to us, and honestly in the baby books <i>(all the baby books)</i> I’ve read there wasn’t a big topic on it. <b><i>I’ve carried a lot of guilt</i></b>; I’ve always put Miles on his stomach supervised for tummy time even though he hates every minute of it, but <i>did I do it enoug</i>h? Should <i>I have rotated him more than I did? Was this something I could have prevented or fixed? </i>It took a lot of convincing from his doctor and a lot of researching for me to realize <i>I could <b>not</b>have prevented this</i>—and even though I know in my heart this is NOT <i>‘our fault’</i> I am still for some reason carrying guilt. This is just the shape his skull wanted to grow—would it be as bad as it is if SIDS didn’t recommend back sleeping, <i>probably not</i>, but when you look at the bigger picture I <b><i>CAN</i></b> fix his head, <i>I can’t bring him back to life. </i>Would I change anything…<i>NO!</i><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">One of the hardest parts of all of this was accepting that we as parents <i>didn’t do anything wrong</i>, that <i>he <b>IS </b>ok</i>, and that unfortunately there are going to be opinionated judgmental people out there who will stare and will make comments<i>(although he is just a baby and I don’t understand how anyone could—we are aware this could happen). </i>This band will<i>not </i>hurt him, yes there is a small percentage of babies with bands that have reactions or get a rash from it, <i>but it’s nothing serious</i>-- most babies don’t even know they have it on…and <i>there is a chance he might<b> NOT</b> have to have it at all</i>—however we are fairly certain he will.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">We will go to see a specialist at Cranial Technologies soon to get him scanned and to access the severity of his skull—they will let us know if he has to even have a band or if this will fix on it’s on with time—if he does which type of band will he have and how long will he have to wear it for. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">We are <i>beyond grateful</i> nothing is ‘seriously’ wrong with our son, <b><i>this is fixable</i></b>. But any kind of bump in the path is hard—especially when you are uneducated-<i>the unknown can be scary</i>! But just like anything else we have gone through-<i>we will get through this</i>. We have a <b><i><u>perfectly healthy</u> baby boy </i></b>who will<i>possibly</i> be <i>rockin’ an adorable little band soon</i>. :)</span></div>
<div class="blogger-post-footer">Posted with love by The Pifer's</div>The Pifer'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05132360853413432225noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5309774450080623466.post-69316703308288696342013-08-26T14:18:00.001-05:002013-08-26T14:18:21.316-05:00Worry<p align="center"> </p> <p align="center">I remember when I was trying to conceive, I worried about every little thing. Would the shots hurt? Would the meds work? What if this doesn’t work? Will I always be the ‘infertile friend’? Will my husband be disappointed in me if I can never conceive? How much money is all of this going to cost? The worrying never stopped….I told myself if and when I would get pregnant I wouldn’t be one of ‘those pregnant woman’ who worried the whole time. WRONG! There’s no way to stop it, and esp. after you’ve had a miscarriage. </p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-9qaEfpg1AnI/Uhup-S9VcgI/AAAAAAAADQ0/bRGMPcld8BI/s1600-h/stress-worry-woman-text-white-23159798%25255B2%25255D.jpg"><img title="stress-worry-woman-text-white-23159798" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; float: none; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; display: block; padding-right: 0px; margin-right: auto" border="0" alt="stress-worry-woman-text-white-23159798" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-mGOS0fTr33g/Uhup-7n_asI/AAAAAAAADQ8/kYLnfptBeoo/stress-worry-woman-text-white-23159798_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="227" /></a></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center">Once I was pregnant I worried about spotting, I worried and prayed every time I used the restroom (yes I was that girl sitting on the toilet in pure fear…), Would I make it past the point when we had our 1st miscarriage? Would I make it past the first trimester? second and third….? Is he healthy? He kicked me funny? Is he ok? He hasn’t kicked me enough today? Will my blood pressure spike to high? What if he’s born to early? Am I being still enough on bed rest? The worrying doesn’t end…</p> <p align="center">Surely when you have the child it ends right?!</p> <p align="center">NOPE!! Not at all…in fact I think it gets worse! I think the whole first week of his life I just stared at him all night, yes a lot of it was in awe that after 7 years HE WAS HERE, but I was so scared that if I turned my head or blinked he would spit up, what if he stopped breathing, what if he coo’ed wrong, was that a cough I heard? He’s had the hiccups too long, was that a sneeze I heard? Is he eating enough? Is he eating to much? Am I being the best mom I can be? Does his poop look ok (yes again I’m that woman who always wants to know what her sons poop looks like…don’t judge!). </p> <p align="center">I could go on and on…the worrying doesn’t end. It’s a blessed feeling to be able to worry about the things I DO get to worry about NOW. But let me just say I understand why women age faster then men. I understand how children can make you have more gray hairs than you had before. I’ve just accepted the fact that I will worry about my family till the day the good Lord calls me home. That’s what mommy’s do right?  :)</p> <div class="blogger-post-footer">Posted with love by The Pifer's</div>The Pifer'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05132360853413432225noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5309774450080623466.post-87636841671919663042013-08-22T05:25:00.001-05:002013-08-22T05:25:58.576-05:00Good MorningWhat keeps your going when your baby pulls an all nighter? What do you start your day off with? <div><br></div><div>Me...an advocare spark (and coffee comes later...yes I do both-don't judge me). :)</div><div><br></div><div>What about you? </div><div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCVUAqozdhdH9ngbAN6-lnesRFJ0p0fMxZOUBT96RXZIn-JTQ5JpVSHkvXtni3DqQChrrUc-OZr585b_UutSSVzWJqiPDO0Jt0_QKw0ZhjU2bmol6TdeEFAmid2EtH9OGYPH7mgLsra1M/s640/blogger-image-1679250441.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCVUAqozdhdH9ngbAN6-lnesRFJ0p0fMxZOUBT96RXZIn-JTQ5JpVSHkvXtni3DqQChrrUc-OZr585b_UutSSVzWJqiPDO0Jt0_QKw0ZhjU2bmol6TdeEFAmid2EtH9OGYPH7mgLsra1M/s640/blogger-image-1679250441.jpg"></a></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">Posted with love by The Pifer's</div>The Pifer'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05132360853413432225noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5309774450080623466.post-60122807692773254912013-08-21T11:37:00.000-05:002013-08-21T11:37:00.404-05:00hobby<p align="center"><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-iyYM522PxAc/UhObWb3r60I/AAAAAAAADN8/KiSKF_ohWXo/s1600-h/IMG_6560%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_6560" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_6560" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-1lqVQEsn5cY/UhObW5w15ZI/AAAAAAAADOA/ny9yn7Wrmvc/IMG_6560_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="129" /></a></p> <p align="center"><em>Welcome to my new hobby :)</em></p> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-6dNucu0AUvE/UhObXWQglyI/AAAAAAAADOM/7lHGkQaDx64/s1600-h/IMG_6574%25255B7%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_6574" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_6574" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-srQ6erLZGb4/UhObXyg3A4I/AAAAAAAADOU/kwAEX4sMg3I/IMG_6574_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="181" /></a></p> <p align="center">Zach got me my cannon camera last December, and I love taking pictures and editing them. I would love one day to be good enough to possibly start a little side job. 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It seems to be going by too quickly. I love watching how he changes daily though. His little personality is really starting to bloom. His laugh is so contagious, and his smile melts our hearts.  Here is a couple of his 4 month stats…</p> <p align="center"><u><strong>He weighs:</strong></u> 18lb (yes he’s a big boy!!)</p> <p align="center"><strong><u>His length:</u></strong> 24.5inches long</p> <p align="center"><b><u>He eats:</u></b> 6oz every 3-4 hours, and we will be adding cereal to the mix soon. </p> <p align="center"><b><u>He loves: </u></b>to smile, laugh, bath time, he adores Mickey Mouse, sitting up, being outside, he loves to talk and he loves to stand up!</p> <p align="center"><b><u>He isn’t a fan of</u></b>: tummy time-but is improving since being at daycare. </p> <p align="center"><b><u>Whats been happening this month</u></b>: He’s been eating his hands like crazy, loves his hands period! :) , he started actually laughing and he’s doing this more and more, he’s interacting with our pets, he can hold his teether by himself and place it in his mouth, his hair is falling out like crazy and it looks like he will be a bald baby-esp. on the top of his head before long, he can pull his binky out of his mouth but hasn’t figured out how to get it back in, he is almost to the point where he can hold his own bottle. 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MEET SYDNEY</div>
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Sydney sent me an email asking if I would share my story. This was my first time writing my Success Story for someone, so blessed to be able to share it with everyone. There were times I wondered if I would be able to write this, GOD IS GREAT!!! </div>
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Here a little teaser from Sydney herself:</div>
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"Hey new friends!! Your gal Tiffany is guest posting over on my part of blog land today at www.southernnewlywed22.blogspot.com . I was born and raised in the South and enjoy the simple things in life and never take anything for granted. I am all about my family, sweet tea (in a Mason jar), and adventure. On my Blog, I talk about daily life and the bumps that go along with it, my journey with infertility and the loss of our miracle baby, and a few recipes thrown into the mix. I would love to have y'all stop by and say hello!"</div>
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Head over to her blog to read MY story, check out HER story and all the amazing recipes she post as well as her other post! Such a FUN BLOG</div>
<div class="blogger-post-footer">Posted with love by The Pifer's</div>The Pifer'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05132360853413432225noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5309774450080623466.post-14827060361569481502013-08-09T12:51:00.001-05:002013-08-09T12:51:53.061-05:00Why not?Coffee in the afternoon in a Christmas Mug? Why not?! Yes I broke my own rules by using anything holiday related before 'its time'...but it's the first mug I could grab! My little boy is teething (yes I thought its too early as well-but I have an almost 4 month old boy who decided he's ready for some teethies!!) I've told him to slow down but he doesn't quite listen-we just switched to size 3 diapers also after peeing through his size 2...I held out as long as I could but decided after getting peed on 4 times today it's time!! <div><br></div><div>So-it's been a 'need coffee all day' kinda day for me! Who cares if its in a Christmas mug? </div><div><br></div><div>Just keeping it real :)</div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEU3XBaazARPqShWC86upl1Bx1GYFzyaNSO0372iyzKm1zExIY3V2gCNqvZHFZchDpBRTQ-E9bhCCIsSPiyPjm6n6rEAuJD4-jjVahm0lUGiJsnda6wcIrSXxxGrQ0AqD65LbOZ-zWE9I/s640/blogger-image-1580089865.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEU3XBaazARPqShWC86upl1Bx1GYFzyaNSO0372iyzKm1zExIY3V2gCNqvZHFZchDpBRTQ-E9bhCCIsSPiyPjm6n6rEAuJD4-jjVahm0lUGiJsnda6wcIrSXxxGrQ0AqD65LbOZ-zWE9I/s640/blogger-image-1580089865.jpg"></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">Posted with love by The Pifer's</div>The Pifer'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05132360853413432225noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5309774450080623466.post-7652230803708210242013-08-02T10:05:00.003-05:002013-08-02T10:05:40.943-05:00MemoryI find the remote, my phone and so many other misc. items in the fridge that do not belong there. If you asked me something I said five minutes ago I honestly wouldn’t remember. I often walk into the laundry room to find that I left the washer lid up and my clothes are just sitting in water. I misplace things like crazy. I walk into the other room and stand there because I don’t know why I went in there….I often walk in circles wondering what on earth I’m trying to accomplish. <b>WHERE DID MY MEMORY GO?
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How is it when you have a child it just disappears? I can remember everything I need to regarding him, but don’t tell me to remind you of something…I won’t remember.
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I went to the grocery store with my father in law the other day—as we were walking in he said ‘remind me to get…’. Oh boy is he relying on the wrong person! As we were wrapping up our shopping and heading to the checkout I did have a sense that I was forgetting something….I asked him ‘was I supposed to remind you of something’ (I’M SURPRISED I REMEMBERED THAT MUCH)…I couldn’t remember for the life of me what exactly I was supposed to remind him though.
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I can officially say ‘I’VE LOST MY MIND’ …. I thought pregnancy brain was bad…when you have a child it gets much much worse. Say goodbye to memory and hello to postie notes <i>(that’s the only way I remember).</i> <div class="blogger-post-footer">Posted with love by The Pifer's</div>The Pifer'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05132360853413432225noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5309774450080623466.post-31335556630262585002013-07-30T12:30:00.003-05:002013-07-30T12:30:52.716-05:00Inquiring About IVFI’ve gotten a few emails of ladies who are inquiring about IVF.
Was it hard? At times yes.
Was it painful? The shots could be at times, ICE the area before hand.
Is it worth it? Most certainly, we wouldn’t have our sweet miracle without it.
Would I do it again? No. But let me explain….
It took us 7 years to be blessed with our Miles. We did several rounds of naturally, several rounds with assisted meds, 3 IUI’s, 2 IVF’s and 1 FET. That’s a lot of needles and a lot of money…we are so blessed and happy where we are in life with our sweet boy. I do not wish to try again. HOWEVER, I am not saying I do not want to be pregnant again. I’d love it if it were to happen on it’s own—and who knows years down the road we may decide to try again if nothing has happened…we may even decide to adopt. But right now we are enjoying this beautiful life of parenthood.
Infertility wasn’t easy….but a journey of a thousand miles must begin with a single step. My advice for those wanting to know if they should move forward. Go for it if you can. My husband and I have grew closer than ever during those years. Infertility made us the couple we are today. There is something about trusting in your husband to give you a shot that just makes life interesting…yes I said it…we had fun throughout all the pain. We had many laughs during the journey. YES there were many tears, but those tears made us stronger. The heartache brings you closer. FOCUS on the JOURNEY, not the destination. I know it’s hard, trust me I KNOW. I thought about the outcome many of days throughout the years…but at times you just have to let all that fear go for a moment and enjoy the bonding that infertility brings within a couple. <div class="blogger-post-footer">Posted with love by The Pifer's</div>The Pifer'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05132360853413432225noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5309774450080623466.post-77050467267198273762013-07-26T16:09:00.001-05:002013-07-26T16:09:25.720-05:00No training manual...There is no training manual when you become a mommy, yes there is plenty of 'what to expect' books-but let's face it...they leave a lot of the nitty gritty details out. Soo I though I would share some things I've learned since being a mommy in this short 3 months :)<br />
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* You CAN function on little to NO sleep--how? I don't know, but you can!!<br />
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* You CAN get ready in 5 minutes or less-this includes a full shower (with shaving)....I think this is part of some super powers that come along with mommy hood...the ability to multitask (and multitask with ONE hand--because your baby is in the other---AMAZING!!)<br />
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*Any type of memory you had...IS GONE! You may have some super strength mommy powers, but memory goes KA-POOF! ((You may possibly find your cell phone in the fridge, or keys in the bottle cabinet....just saying))<br />
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*A brown & green eyed couple CAN have a blue eyed baby (I find this fascinating!)<br />
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*The pain of your labor, if you had a difficult pregnancy, & even the difficulties with conceiving IS easily forgotten about once you lay your eyes on your child!<br />
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*Kiss heavy sleeping goodbye and say hello to waking up at every noise you hear! However this is only for mummy's...daddy's somehow have the ability to sleep through a screaming child??<br />
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*You will learn a new language 'baby talk'...you will probably catch yourself even talking to your husband in baby talk...and referring to yourself as 'mommy' is quite normal :)<br />
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*An ounce of juice (pear or apple) mixed with an ounce of water is the MAGIC potion to a gassy/constipated baby. We tried everything and this is the only thing that worked....it's pure awesomeness!<br />
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* It's ok to have days where you stay in your PJ's ALL day :)<br />
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* Cooking becomes a challenge; I've learned to prep it all during his afternoon nap and put it in the fridge & then when it's time to start dinner I'm already ahead of myself.<br />
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* Our highchair has been a lifesaver. Miles loves it!<br />
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* Baby's can lose there hair ALL over there head-I misunderstood this one, I thought they would only lose it on the back of there head where they lay often...NOPE! EVERYWHERE!! My sweet pea could be in the process of balding, he sheds more than my puppy dogs right now ;)<br />
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Every day your eyes are getting lighter; I know it's still too early tell but it does look like you will be a blue eyed baby. If so you will have gotten your great-grandparents eyes as no one else in our families have blue eyes :)</div>
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You are a chunky monkey!! I had to take you to the Dr. because you got your first cold (handled it like a champ by the way)...you weighed a whooping 15.5lbs! Mommy's wedding rings almost fit your big toe perfectly. </div>
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You are not a fan of tummy time. I think it's because you like to look around and see your surroundings. On your tummy you can't see all you want to...</div>
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Really the only thing you cry about is if mommy or daddy don't get your bottle ready fast enough, other than that your a pretty content baby.</div>
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When you do get mad you now have real tears, which makes mommys heart break.</div>
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You love to talk, you are a little chatter box. Your coo's & ahh's are getting louder and more fun to listen to, I love it when you talk to me!</div>
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You started daycare on the 8th of this month, mommy cried. It was extremely hard to be honest, harder than I ever imagined it to be. You however love it!</div>
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You have developed a love for Lovies :) any type of soft lovie or toy. </div>
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Your hair is getting lighter by the day, and thinning. I thought we may miss that-but mommys finding hair everywhere, ha!</div>
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You are in a few 3 month clothes, but mostly 6-9 months depending on the outfit/brand. You are already in size 2 diapers. You eat 6oz every 3-4 hours (but for the most part you sleep through the night...around 7-8 hours)</div>
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You love to smile and your so close to laughing...I can hear bits and pieces of your laugh, but not a full blown laugh. </div>
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