tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2042810991513362762024-02-20T05:20:17.652-05:00The Pearce PalaceA documentation of our Adventures with Princess Pearce!Princess Pearce's Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01404777918561592366noreply@blogger.comBlogger18125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204281099151336276.post-75112676833463654002010-03-18T14:28:00.001-04:002010-03-18T14:31:05.148-04:00Bottle Blog<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
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</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">They leak from the seal, they leak from the nipple, and the nipple sizes are TERRIBLE, especially when dealing with rice cereal. Let's not forget about the contribution it made to the Princess getting reflux. At 10:00 one night last week I was steam cleaning my couch to get the stomach bile and regurgitated formula off before it had a chance to get into the fabric... that is, AFTER both of us got our second bath for the evening and put on fresh clean unvommitted (yes, I know that's not a word) clothes. That was my last straw. In the midst of my temper tantrum/ rant, I told Matt I was going to buy new bottles PRONTO. Of course, that didn't mean at 10:00 pm- I mustered enough patience to wait until my lunch break the next day. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Mind you, these feeding systems aren't cheap. I figured as much as the Avents cost- they should function a little better than they did. WRONG.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Fast forward to the next day. Enter this guy:</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
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</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It was an immediate fix. Sutherlynn's temperament and disposition were much happier. No more reflux, no more raunchy man-like burps, and HALLELUJAH no more leaking! $75.00 later I am one happy woman with one happy baby girl! </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">While shopping around for a new feeding system, I noticed- you know, bottles just aren't very pretty. A light went off in my head, and out comes my BlackBerry to text my ten year old niece. I made plans with her for the very next day to make these:</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
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</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I figured what ten year old girl doesn't have fashion beads? It was a fun bonding project for both of us. Here are some pics of us having our girl's night-in of jewelry FUN!</span><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Sutherlynn gladly supervised...</span><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">And yes, I am in my PJ's, and my house was a mess :)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 17px;">Thanks to <a href="http://freebies4mom.blogspot.com/"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;">Freebies 4 Mom</span></b></a>! This really works, I just printed two receipts and I am headed to Walgreen's during my lunch break to pick up my photos! </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So, I began my babysitter seeking adventure this morning. I do not want to put Sutherlynn in a large chain daycare just yet, so I am confining my search to licensed in-home care givers with 1st Aid and CPR Certifications. Talk about ANXIETY! The thought of putting my baby girl's life into a stranger's hands completely freaks me out, regardless of their credentials. You wouldn't believe the amount of tears I have shed over the last two days. Hopefully it will be a very temporary situation. If all goes well with Matt's new job, I won't have to worry about finding child care at all. *fingers crossed*</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Annnd, in the optimistic news department, Sutherlynn is really starting to develop her personality! I see huge changes every day, and it makes me so sad to see her growing so fast already! All at the same time, I am SOOO excited to see these changes and to explore what "The Future" holds for us each day. Her smile is worth a million dollars to Mommy, and I melt every time I see it, even if it is at 4:00am. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Here, she is hanging at home with Mommy and Daddy last Saturday afternoon after a nice visit from Nanny and Grandaddy. I didn't think to take the camera out and snap some shots from their visit. :o(</span><br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">2010 is going to be a great year. I can't wait to see what's in store for us. I might not have money, but I have it all in my arms. Mommy loves you Sutherlynn Grace Pearce.</span>Princess Pearce's Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01404777918561592366noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204281099151336276.post-4320075508268032192010-01-21T20:30:00.001-05:002010-01-21T20:30:47.812-05:00It's been a whileWow. Had to take a small break after the arrival of Princess Pearce. We are adjusting at home, and I am enjoying my time off to be with her. So, here are the details: <br />
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On December 26th we were blessed with a healthy delivery of a 7lb, 12oz., 19" long baby girl. I had to be induced, but it all worked out in the end. I was in labor for about 8 hours, and pushed for about 45 minutes. It was much easier than I thought it ever would be. Breast feeding is coming along quite well, and I am loving the cloth diapers so far. If I could just get her evening schedule in line, we will be set. I was blessed with an infant that had her days and nights mixed up! But things are working out. <br />
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The medical bills have starting pouring in, and every day I am scared to see the mail lady pull up to our box! Soooo, we'll be in a little medical debt for a while. I think I'd rather have a new car, but I wouldn't trade my baby girl for the world, even when she poops on me. :o)<br />
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It's nice to finally bid farewell to 2009, and as we start the new year, it just gets better and better. Big things are coming, and I'll keep you posted! :o)Princess Pearce's Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01404777918561592366noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204281099151336276.post-48588561907405761472009-12-21T09:50:00.000-05:002009-12-21T09:50:12.011-05:00A Snowy Update<span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">All last week all we heard about was snow, snow, snow. As with everytime the weatherman says that one letter word, we were very reluctant to believe him. This time, he was right though, and we got dumped on- almost 20". My due date was coincidentally Friday, December 18th. I went to town to help my parents pick and cut their Christmas tree. I was trying to stay on my feet and be as active as I could in hopes of getting things 'started'. At around 7:00pm the snow started falling, and since it was coming from the south I knew I'd better get home, since I'd be driving right into it. By 9:00, I was finally safely home. It was the longest, most stressful drive I've ever made. So many cars were sliding into ditches and into each other. By the time I reached my neighborhood, there was an easy 4"-6" on the ground. I got in the house, took a hot shower and had some hot tea. By then, I was praying I wouldn't go into labor, I couldn't fathom going out on the roads again. We went to bed, and at 2:00am, I woke up with contractions. Oh boy. I tossed and turned until about 4:30 and I couldn't stand it anymore, so I got up. I accidentally woke Matt up in the process, and he was sweet enough to get up with me. He went outside to clean the truck and make a path, just in case. By 7:00, the contractions were getting painful, and were about 8 minutes apart. So I took another shower to start getting dressed, because I knew I needed to allow plenty of time for travel. The hot shower completely stopped the contractions though. I didn't know if I was happy or mad about that. Soooo, I made it through another weekend, and I am still pregnant. Ugh. Hopefully this afternoon's appointment will have some news. Right now, I am at work, and they are kicking me out because they decided to close the office.... hmmm, but I'm already here!?! Oh well, guess I'll go find something to do until this afternoon!</span> Princess Pearce's Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01404777918561592366noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204281099151336276.post-9814610157585085532009-12-15T08:56:00.000-05:002009-12-15T08:56:06.029-05:00Miserable<span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I am documenting today because I want to forget it and never forget it all at the same time. I feel miserable. It hurts to sit, it hurts to stand, it hurts to walk, it hurts to lay... miserable. I went to the Doctor yesterday, and I am still at 2cm. No progress, just miserable. I was awake every hour last night, completely angry because I didn't want to watch t.v., I didn't want to read, I didn't want to do anything but lay there and be mad. And the same feeling carries on today. I have gained 3 more pounds in the last week, and I feel every single ounce of it with every move I make. Its official.... 9 months of pregnancy is just too long. Still praying, still hoping, and yes- I know it will be worth it when she arrives. 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They quickly took me back, got me undressed and on to the bed where they checked my progress and swabbed me for any remaining amniotic fluid... and a big fat NEGATIVE came back. I was mortified because I bet that nurse thought I was nuts. But she nicely explained to me that its a possibility that the baby's head sealed the leak (my water didnt actually break- just a leak) and that if I cleaned up prior to coming to the hospital (which I did) that it was very likely for the swab to come back inconclusive. She had me lay there for a while in the event I leaked some more, and she would recheck me. After an hour, and still no progress, she sent me home. I was upset, disappointed, and just very down. Matt and I headed home and took a nap for a while, then headed back to town for a 4:00 appointment with my OB/GYN. She checked me with a speculum, and admitted there was some moisture and I am now almost 2cm, and oddly enough I had low blood pressure (usually it would be high around this time). She agreed with the L&D Nurse that the baby's head likely sealed off any leak, and I didn't lose enough amniotic to warrant being induced, so she sent me home for business as usual. </span><br />
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</div>Princess Pearce's Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01404777918561592366noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204281099151336276.post-17781192837063548602009-12-03T10:38:00.003-05:002009-12-03T10:47:08.840-05:00Not much new except boohoohoo...<span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">There isn't any big news to post this week. I feel like a waddling hippopotamus these days. Sutherlynn has made her way south, making it very difficult to walk like a normal person. I am hoping the big day will come soon, I am very anxious to meet her now. Well.... that, and I am tired of moving in slow motion and having to pee every 5 minutes. I even took a break from the stilettos today. I woke up this morning with a fresh new IDGAS attitude, and decided to sport a velour lounge suit and tennis shoes. This is completely new territory for me, even my co-workers are looking at me like I have a third eyeball. But the break is kind of nice, and I am very comfortable today. And let's not forget that at SDI, Thursday means Friday, so bring on the casual! </span><br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">This week has been pretty busy at work, which has been very rare and unusual over the past year or so. I won't complain though, its helping to take my mind off of other things that have pretty much CONSUMED me lately. I almost forgot what it felt like to sit at my desk and hammer away at site planning for 9 hours a day. I had to stop a few times to try to remember some command prompts that I haven't used in over a year! Monday morning, I walked in to a putrid smell of mildew. Apparently the hot water heater busted over the long Thanksgiving weekend, and the entire office was flooded. Needless to say, the smell made me ill, and I ended up leaving at 1:00 with a terrible headache and sinuses that were on fire... AFTER, of course I stayed to finish my goals for the day. (*Insert pat on my back here*). It still smells in here, and yes I have a headache, but I am going to have to grin and bear it. Especially since I have learned that SDI is not going to pay me for being ill over hazardous conditions on their behalf. And to think I stayed and worked through my lunchbreak on Monday as a courtesy to them. Hhmph. Oh, wait, did that sound bitter? I just hate being taken advantage of. That's all.</span><br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The stockings are hung and the tree is up, and not a single present to go under it. This is going to be a sparse Christmas this year, but I have so much to look forward to I cannot let it get me down. But I won't lie, I have cried and cried and cried over Christmas this year, and its only the 3rd of December. I want so badly to shower my husband, my neice and nephews with all things Santa, and I just can't. Its a real feeling of failure. Matt and I are continuing to take it day by day. With a little prayer, and alot of love, we'll get through this December just fine. And I am going to take this time now to thank God for my sisters. Aside from Matt, they are my rock walls, and I know that at any hour of the day all I have to do is pick up the phone. I love you girls. :o)</span><br />
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</div>Princess Pearce's Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01404777918561592366noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204281099151336276.post-36496894609894413542009-11-19T10:46:00.001-05:002009-11-19T10:46:56.180-05:00What Little Girls Are Made Of<span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So if you ask Daddy what Sutherlynn Grace will be made of, he'll say gunpowder and lead. If you ask Mommy, she'll say pink, pearls, and pierced ears... and bloomers... and bows... and bracelets. Haha! Secretly though, I hope she will be a solid mix of everything. An independent girl who will be herself, and love everyone for their own unique qualities. If there was one thing Matt and I could go back in time and do, we would befriend everyone and pretend that "cliques" didn't exist. </span><br />
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</div>Princess Pearce's Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01404777918561592366noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204281099151336276.post-92231400477674545192009-11-03T11:14:00.001-05:002009-11-03T11:15:24.302-05:00It's Baby Time<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Yet another picture post. We dolled up Sutherlynn Grace's nursery and celebrated our First Anniversary in the same weekend... which is also the weekend I was released from the hospital, AND my sister's and best friend threw our Baby Shower! So, don't laugh at my painting pictures, I was in no mood to get pretty to paint! ;o)</span><br />
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</div>Princess Pearce's Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01404777918561592366noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204281099151336276.post-18640164453359257112009-11-03T10:51:00.001-05:002009-11-03T10:52:12.922-05:00Fall 2009... The season we love and hate at the same time.<span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">This is going to be more of a picture post. I have lots of photos from Fall festivities, and photos of my nephew were emailed to me this morning. For the full deal, you can check them out on my Facebook. These few moments below are why I LOVE the Fall season despite the early darkness that Daylight Savings brings. I usually handle the seasonal blues by looking at pictures like these to cheer me up. I mean, wait till you see Landon- I think that face could cheer the worst of foul moods up!</span><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So Daddy wanted to paint my belly for Halloween this year. I was apprehensive about it, but he was really excited... so I caved.</span><br />
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</div>Princess Pearce's Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01404777918561592366noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204281099151336276.post-41365970434789048742009-10-29T09:49:00.005-04:002009-10-29T14:36:24.339-04:00Oww, my leg.<span style="background-color: white; color: black;">So, among other issues I have been dealing with in this pregnancy- kidney infection, migraines, a hospital stay, kidney pain etc. I now have the pleasure of experiencing very painful leg cramps in the middle of the night. I'm not talking a little bit of muscle stiffness, this is "Stop everything you're doing, and brace for dear life" kind of pain. The first night was last weekend, Matt left VERY early in the morning to go hunting, so at least I didn't wake anyone but the dogs with my screams of painful terror. Last night was the second round of having them... mind you, at 3 o'clock in the morning. This morning's bout with leg cramps, unfortunately, woke the entire household- including the beta fish, I'm sure. I think Matt thought I was in labor. He jumped up, grabbing for me in the dark to see what was wrong. Poor guy... I yelled at him when he offered to rub my leg. "DON'T TOUCH ME!!! Just find me some pillows, and find them FAST!" haha. I try not to be over-dramatic when it comes to things like this, but let me tell you, this pain rates right up there with kidney stones. Good thing it doesn't last as long though. They say bananas help with the frequency of these things. You can bet I will be rocking some bananas in my cheeks like Curious George for the next month and a half after this morning... </span>Princess Pearce's Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01404777918561592366noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204281099151336276.post-91890833903165458502009-10-22T14:25:00.003-04:002009-10-29T10:38:44.504-04:00Getting to know the Pearce Family<span style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So, here I am, setting up a blog site. With a new baby on the way, we wanted a way to document all the little things that are in our future, because let's face it, I am a whole lot better at doing this kind of stuff on the computer as opposed to scissors and paste for scrapbooking. We might have a slow start, but I assure you, once Little Miss Sutherlynn Grace is born, there will be lots of pictures and updates... babies grow so fast! </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Speaking of Princess Pearce, she has positioned herself right on Mommy's bladder, and it is making for one uncomfortable afternoon. Regardless, all the kicks, weight gain, bloating and swelling will be worth it in December when we get to meet her for the very first time. </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">With all that being said, I will introduce you to the member of the Pearce Family Palace. </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Meet Sutherlynn Grace... we are 31 weeks and 6 days today. Shown here at 20 weeks, she was trying to suck her thumb! </span><br />
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</div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Meet 'Beetle'... although her real name is Miss Millie. A plump, very spoiled, OCD, red dachshund. She is Mommy's girl.</span><br />
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</div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">And, finally, here is Curtis, our very old, itchy, scratchy, stinky, hairy Black Lab. We still love him though.</span><br />
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</div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So, there we all are. We hope you enjoy our blogs to come! And don't be too critical of my misspellings and sometimes bad grammar... I'll try to do good, I promise. </span><br />
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