tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66777787287406882382024-03-12T22:56:15.660-05:00Naked Baby AdventuresErinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10670234334594039370noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677778728740688238.post-36206641624546599672010-04-10T14:04:00.013-05:002010-04-10T14:33:17.718-05:00<div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div>What a great nap! I got to sleep on mommies chest today while she was watching a movie. I love sleeping with <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">mommie</span>, it's so much better than that darn crib. (I know <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">mommie</span> likes it too!) So, it looks like we have some catching up to do so I'm going to make this a picture post. Some holidays, so of my favorites and some that I know my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">mommie</span> and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">daddie</span> love! Enjoy!</div><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458591741008149650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP6VyH-6Ui_vtLPLSQmsRq-xePRaY-t5S4OCKoR-1OJu_Op-FP_1jK4-ut_JIUNK0wvEr5oXSC-UQd_bMbmKmoZj_SjFaIaS3VIds-OUwviuquZHIUDCQBZZoI6pzfrvc2Rq_7qVjd33I/s320/6373_589371592828_38701597_34881486_2051408_n.jpg" border="0" /></div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458592006734153266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHMdZS3zea6EwwX_EF8Qg1yxazYsb5o6W8HgNzqLXObjhgHQKwmY1c5YGcxLsxqW5kaJLYUzg1Sp9nakLp7mqx8ETuQcTi6_p9TwUQf5hgWUnTQT3t5kDK0avd2WwkJbg20j6RvsqaaoI/s320/untitled1.bmp" border="0" /></div><div></div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458592328209851234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf0y5QjRbjtDJTaIXIJq-b6bSQMayJEpQe2E_N4f7nn8L7VlfYOK_POD055-OWAlSkqqHVa8Sj2rdLrdMt84h-J3giZQlQKUMYRIEPw519spb7EHqDB9WFhN_AVNnM18uDKZ0CL7vEIG4/s320/25692_624859764248_38701597_35990112_3734450_n.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458593140679445378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBQCjyIHbnG5Xn8tWqlvdoQ4BuNGYvyJoQgEHIxHEC5BcR6jTnmNvEAza_AmnSP1pYqmp-rUBXMP7yLqWKqxglN0OAQhKrzcEPdgg6bTmEPxUN-2E820weIg9lVi6EiTXFuoeaUYYXNlM/s320/25692_624080006888_38701597_35955372_2130087_n.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458593210381639858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPRILMkutOP95mSrha0HcYIoFKhptD47TjB-PP1AxtGGe8bGqXkEP0BB-gU4Xh-f8lOJnMBHwHWu6XJwRbig74b9AIaytJQfuKm19dMBT8XTg1ZF_g3xWHcXQ0Ipnrkma0GX-yrDaIuGA/s320/25122_628019512088_38701597_36088058_400241_n.jpg" border="0" /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10670234334594039370noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677778728740688238.post-57130164060465283972010-04-09T13:09:00.000-05:002010-04-09T13:40:32.790-05:00This is what happens when my mother is bored....I'm Jared and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">I'm</span> an 8 <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">mths</span> old happy bouncing baby boy! I've got one crazy family and that includes my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">mommie</span> and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">daddie</span>, who are the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">awesomest</span>! Both are teachers and I intend on making life as rough as possible. Why? Because I can and I know they can handle it. I'm new to the blogging, so be kind to me. I guess I will first share about the day I meet my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">mommie</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">daddie</span> and all these other people that are so important to me!<br /><br />On August 3rd, 2009 my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">mommie</span> was scheduled for a inducement at 5pm. We got there and everything was going just as expected. The doctors started the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">cervidil</span> and boy, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">mommie</span> and I went straight to sleep. Let’s fast forward to Tuesday, August 4<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">th</span> 6am. I woke <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">mommie</span> up nice and early! The doctors started the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">pitocin</span> and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">mommie</span> was not happy. They checked her to see if I was coming and well, you know me! I'm <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">stubborn</span>, just like her! I wasn't ready just yet so no surprise that I haven't made any progress from last weeks appointment where <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">mommie</span> was 2cm dilated, but those darn drugs over powered me and they made <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">mommie</span> 100% effaced. Gee, thanks drugs! So we waited, waited and waited. At 9am, the doctor came in and I felt a poke and I swear <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">mommie</span> was joking that she was peeing her pants! Dirty <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">Mommie</span>! I knew at this point, I was <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">gunna</span> meet my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">mommie</span> and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">daddie</span> today! I had to stand my ground and after 4 or 5 checks, no progress! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22">Woohoo</span>...who is in charge of this <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23">brith</span>? That's right, ME! The contractions were one on top of another but I held my head high! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24">Mommie</span> got some drugs that helped with all this pain. She breathed through the contractions, passed out, woke up and breathed through the next contraction. She repeated and repeated for the next 7 hours until about 6pm. Remember when I was holding my head high, well the doctor came in and he didn't like me doing that. The doctors pretty much gave <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25">mommie</span> and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26">daddie</span> a choice; to wait me for to be ready or to do a c-section. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27">Mommie</span> cried because she was sad that I wasn't coming. I felt bad, but at the same time, all I could think about is that tough world outside of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28">mommie</span>. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29">Mommie</span> has done such an awesome job growing me, I was a l<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30">ittle</span> scared. By 7pm, the doctors got my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31">mommie</span> in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32">surgrey</span> and I was coming out rather I liked it or not. At 7:29 pm I got to meet my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33">mommie</span> and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34">daddie</span> for the first time! I was instantly in love with both of them, and I can tell they loved me too. I weighed 7lbs 8oz and was 20” long with blue eyes and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35">blonde</span> hair. I was perfect, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36">mommie</span> and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37">daddie</span> were perfect and everything was just prefect! My <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38">mommie</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39">daddie</span> and I were such champs at this new thing we had going on, we got to leave early from the hospital. Now, I'm living at home with them and boy, am I having fun. I get whatever I want! I just cry and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40">bam</span>! Bottle! Clean butt! And I get rocked to sleep! This is the life!<br /><br /><a id="myphotolink" href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=34881487&id=38701597"></a><a id="myphotolink" href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=34881487&id=38701597"></a><br /><br />Well, that is the story of how I was born! I'm 8 <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41">mths</span> old now, so much has happened between then and now. I hope to share with you more about me and my family as we can grow together now! Hope you enjoy!<br /><br />Love,<br />Jared<br />(and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42">mommie</span> and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43">daddie</span>)Erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10670234334594039370noreply@blogger.com0