tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38299820467421181142024-03-12T20:08:11.277-07:00and_she_makes_fourFor my daughter.Jenifer (and_she_makes_four)http://www.blogger.com/profile/02918765331312153560noreply@blogger.comBlogger41125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829982046742118114.post-48283710079581137162012-05-30T07:02:00.001-07:002012-05-30T07:02:59.569-07:00Hold up, almost a YEAR has gone by?Yup, I'm a bad mom. I can't believe I let a year slipped by me without posting ANYTHING on this blog. I have a good reason though, you and Triston have kept me so busy the past year it's NUTS! <br />
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In the past year, let me see if I can recap what has gone down. After your surgery, the second big one where they had to cut into your hip, you obviously started to walk so you kept me busy, busy, busy making up for all the time you were stuck in that stupid Spica cast. You learned a lot of new words and now you are forming some pretty decent sentences. Triston started the 4th grade and FINISHED the 4th grade since I last wrote in the blog and now he is officially a 5th grader. You my little girl are now 3 1/2 years old and full of ATTITUDE and you are SO FUNNY! Sometimes I wonder where in the heck did you get all your funnies from but hello, it must have been passed down from me! (wink wink)<br />
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Last year in August of 2011 we went to North and South Carolina where you were able to finally meet your grandpa Ragan for the very first time. I appreciate the fact that we spent time int he Carolinas because just a month after you met him, your grandpa fell ill and passed away suddenly. I'm sad that you will never have memories that you will remember of him but he was a good man. He could have been a better grandfather to you and Triston but he did give us your dad and without daddy, you and Triston would have never been here. It was a sad time for your dad to lose his dad. It was so sudden, so fast. It only makes me appreciate the relationship that you and Triston have with Papa. Papa loves you and Triston so much but he's trying REALLY hard for you to truly open up to him. You'll give him a kiss and hug ONLY if he pays you a dollar. Sometimes if he's in a good mood he will give you 5 bucks! LOL.<br />
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Though I have not written on your blog in about a year, I did capture a lot of photos and movies that I put on Youtube. <br />
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I'm off to teach my first Wednesday morning Zumba class so as soon as I can, I'll post some videos here on your blog. You and Triston are going to Papa and Lola's house because dad has a really important phone interview today and we want daddy to get the job!<br />
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I love you Triston and Gillian.<br />
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Until I post again.<br />
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Love you always,<br />
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MommyJenifer (and_she_makes_four)http://www.blogger.com/profile/02918765331312153560noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829982046742118114.post-51135493755150574742011-07-16T11:17:00.001-07:002011-07-16T11:17:31.622-07:00Loving life!<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aZqSL-qfKns/TiHUk26q5eI/AAAAAAAAASo/jQ_5K0jhFCU/s1600/DSC_0267.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aZqSL-qfKns/TiHUk26q5eI/AAAAAAAAASo/jQ_5K0jhFCU/s400/DSC_0267.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630014738871805410" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RFAu4KozMus/TiHUkGOvxHI/AAAAAAAAASg/XJoknrQGrYI/s1600/DSC_0233.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RFAu4KozMus/TiHUkGOvxHI/AAAAAAAAASg/XJoknrQGrYI/s400/DSC_0233.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630014725802673266" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Life is good Gillybean. Your brother is officially now a 4th grader and you're a busy 2 1/2 year old little girl. Right now I'm sitting in the bathroom of our home, off 110th Way and you're in the bath. You're just sitting there in warm water and playing with toys and lots of bubbles. Summer is in full swing and you two have kept me so BUSY! <div><br /></div><div>The pictures above are of you and Nee Nee playing on the slip and slide. You two spent hours just playing. Life is simple but so rewarding with you two near me. I love you both so much, I just can't explain it. I love waking up to you two each day, I go crazy when you two keep me busy/annoyed during the day (all which I love, trust me) and I love watching you two fall asleep. Simple stuff in life that makes me, your mom, so happy.</div><div><br /></div><div>You're forming sentences now. Your speech is sorta sloppy but we understand what you're saying. You still love Dora and playing with your dolls. Triston is all about his Transformers X-Box. </div><div><br /></div><div>In about a week and a half we head to North and South Carolina. Last time you were there you were in my stomach. I was 8 1/2 months pregnant with you. I can't wait to get you there so you and Triston can play in the water and make sandcastles.</div><div><br /></div><div>I love you Gillian. I love you Triston.</div><div><br /></div><div>Love,</div><div><br /></div><div>Mommy</div>Jenifer (and_she_makes_four)http://www.blogger.com/profile/02918765331312153560noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829982046742118114.post-76288934078248054352011-06-07T08:37:00.000-07:002011-06-07T09:47:18.271-07:00My technology babyI went to look at some pictures I had on my computer this morning and found a video you created all by yourself last night. How did you know what to do? You crack me up! You are almost 2 1/2 years old and you're a total DIVA! You sleep in our bed and tend to kick daddy out to sleep on the couch, poor dad. Your favorite word, literally is NO and you love, LOVE to give lots of hugs and kisses to everyone you know. You're thriving so well in this world baby girl. I love you so much. You and Triston are the world to me!!! You both drive me nuts but I love you SO MUCH!<div><br /></div><div>Love,</div><div><br /></div><div>Mommy<br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dw6Hw_JobXaj1_8SJgWS6P3TWac-3q1B_t12jQ4hxE95EGs1iBAtcCu4wQSO6DDGm1Brcvo10HdI95z85QrvQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>Jenifer (and_she_makes_four)http://www.blogger.com/profile/02918765331312153560noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829982046742118114.post-92198071825709980052011-05-20T13:13:00.000-07:002011-05-20T13:21:56.091-07:00BUSY BEE!<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Csy3gBRVuu0/TdbNEAlR_qI/AAAAAAAAAP8/wYoK0BvKKdg/s1600/198016_160170314039709_100001402239798_345706_7472966_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2_kDWQPE3lg/TdbMIMDx5kI/AAAAAAAAAOk/B5wXZH-MNbY/s400/165600_146937588696315_100001402239798_271750_6334392_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608894826984629826" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zDR5MHzhPf8/TdbMH7ZjW6I/AAAAAAAAAOc/P3bZAMKXfi4/s1600/164580_146121118777962_100001402239798_266444_517602_n-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zDR5MHzhPf8/TdbMH7ZjW6I/AAAAAAAAAOc/P3bZAMKXfi4/s400/164580_146121118777962_100001402239798_266444_517602_n-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608894822512548770" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jyQpL41m1eU/TdbMHlUJJGI/AAAAAAAAAOU/LGDmFklEBFs/s1600/35608_142156019174472_100001402239798_246455_2199137_n-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jyQpL41m1eU/TdbMHlUJJGI/AAAAAAAAAOU/LGDmFklEBFs/s400/35608_142156019174472_100001402239798_246455_2199137_n-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608894816584279138" /></a>Jenifer (and_she_makes_four)http://www.blogger.com/profile/02918765331312153560noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829982046742118114.post-83020383938993973202011-03-10T07:35:00.000-08:002011-04-08T06:55:02.281-07:00My Macbook<div>Between you and Triston, it was bound to happen. My Macbook died, done, crashed, wouldn't even turn on. So needless to say I haven't had a chance to blog about you or Triston. Now that I have a new computer, it's time to talk about you and your big brother.<div><br /></div><div>We just got back from you and Triston's first cruise down the Mexican Rivera. It was amazing. You kept GOING and GOING and so did Triston. He actually stayed out til 3:30 in the morning with cousin Rylee. It was a party that Carnival had for kids. You two were so tired on the drive home from California, all you did was sleep. Both of you. Here are some pics of you and Triston on the trip.</div></div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SfFc20bZjTw/TXjzM8luSCI/AAAAAAAAAOM/WJFXS_CArBA/s1600/DSC_0998.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SfFc20bZjTw/TXjzM8luSCI/AAAAAAAAAOM/WJFXS_CArBA/s400/DSC_0998.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582479141874059298" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-abgEzB5RcDs/TXjzMcymUhI/AAAAAAAAAOE/HEQvquVCXvQ/s1600/DSC_0991.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-abgEzB5RcDs/TXjzMcymUhI/AAAAAAAAAOE/HEQvquVCXvQ/s400/DSC_0991.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582479133338128914" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vcWgM0Tpc8s/TXjzMFlayVI/AAAAAAAAAN8/KlBIvU99PU0/s1600/DSC_0977.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vcWgM0Tpc8s/TXjzMFlayVI/AAAAAAAAAN8/KlBIvU99PU0/s400/DSC_0977.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582479127108831570" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I34U_Btdxsc/TXjzL5GUfvI/AAAAAAAAAN0/TwUxaP6J0N4/s1600/DSC_0964.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I34U_Btdxsc/TXjzL5GUfvI/AAAAAAAAAN0/TwUxaP6J0N4/s400/DSC_0964.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582479123757170418" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8usshBP_r7s/TXjzLnFSnyI/AAAAAAAAANs/Lo0hNSSSZ0M/s1600/DSC_0947.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8usshBP_r7s/TXjzLnFSnyI/AAAAAAAAANs/Lo0hNSSSZ0M/s400/DSC_0947.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582479118921015074" /></a>We went on this trip with the entire family. That's right! Papa, Lola, Tammy, Rob, Ireland, Rylee, Crystal, Eli, Noah, Charlie and our little family....all on one trip. It was so much fun. Both you and Triston had the best time. So did I. We plan on going on another family cruise soon and I can't wait.<div><br /></div><div>I can't wait to do more vacations with you and Triston. Explore new things. Make new memories.</div><div><br /></div><div>I love you,</div><div><br /></div><div>Mommy</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div>Jenifer (and_she_makes_four)http://www.blogger.com/profile/02918765331312153560noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829982046742118114.post-14697606666422599082010-12-28T09:33:00.000-08:002010-12-28T10:00:30.237-08:00TWO YEARS YOUNG!<div style="text-align: justify;">I can't even believe it's been TWO YEARS since you were born. Two years!! That's 730 wonderful, beautiful, tiresome, busy, relaxed, sleep deprived days with you baby girl. Two years, you have had numerous leg casts for your foot, 2 body casts, two surgeries, one of your foot and one on your hip, u/s, MRI's. You have gone through so much in 730 days than most people go through in their lives and guess what? It made you who you are now, a loving, patient and attentive little girl. My sweet Gillian. I love you so much.</div><div><div style="text-align: justify; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify; ">This is mommy at your baby shower. I opened up a present from a friend, a tiny little silver bracelet.....I was overwhelmed with it all.....a confirmation from a friend that I was pregnant with you, a sweet girl. A simple, silver bracelet.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/TRoka0vKiHI/AAAAAAAAAM4/mZvaIS8ZJ2Q/s400/blogbabyshower.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555793133566593138" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /></span></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Here are some pics through the past 2 years, just a few of them.....I have thousands!</div></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/TRok7JRa9AI/AAAAAAAAANA/ahM6SRvKKRA/s400/BLOG%2521.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555793688834798594" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">This is your a day after you were born.</div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></div><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/TRok7GlAaAI/AAAAAAAAANI/E3TBXd_6Pv8/s400/blog2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555793688111638530" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /></span><div style="text-align: center;">Few months old....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/TRok7ShxvaI/AAAAAAAAANQ/RcWqfxGOrXI/s400/blog3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555793691319319970" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">Being a sport about having to wear Spica cast #1.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/TRok8LqOiZI/AAAAAAAAANg/lIgBXty-_5I/s1600/blog5.jpg"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/TRok8LqOiZI/AAAAAAAAANg/lIgBXty-_5I/s400/blog5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555793706655582610" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Recovering after surgery and spica cast #2 put on.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/TRok7n87Y-I/AAAAAAAAANY/U_GEu0Rt9ao/s1600/blog4.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/TRok7n87Y-I/AAAAAAAAANY/U_GEu0Rt9ao/s400/blog4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555793697070343138" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">That's my girl!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><br /></div></div>Jenifer (and_she_makes_four)http://www.blogger.com/profile/02918765331312153560noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829982046742118114.post-83014057158731542432010-11-15T20:33:00.000-08:002011-04-08T06:53:57.391-07:00Catching up....22 months oldI can't believe your going to be two years old in just over a month or so. Crazy!!! It was just a second ago we were doing IVF to transfer your embryo inside my tummy and now you are here. They always say, time flies when you're having fun. Needless to say, a lot of your life you have been through a lot but the good for sure outweighs the bad.<div><br /></div><div>Took you to see Dr. Vu a few weeks ago for another x-ray to see if your femur is still in the hip and it IS!!!! Now that it is, you're trying so hard to catch up and your finally starting to try to walk without help. You only go about 4-5 steps but you do it. I'll post some videos shortly!</div><div><br /></div><div>I love you.</div><div><br /></div><div>Mommy</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Jenifer (and_she_makes_four)http://www.blogger.com/profile/02918765331312153560noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829982046742118114.post-73931890743290975012010-10-22T12:08:00.001-07:002010-10-22T12:09:17.139-07:00I love you, I love you, I LOVE YOU!!!Gillian, I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I am beyond blessed to e your mom. PERIOD! That's all for today.<div><br /></div><div>Love,</div><div><br /></div><div>Mommy</div>Jenifer (and_she_makes_four)http://www.blogger.com/profile/02918765331312153560noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829982046742118114.post-53887381592231108532010-10-17T11:28:00.001-07:002010-10-17T11:31:57.571-07:00Yo Yo<div><br /></div><div>This past Friday, I took you and Triston to a Comic Book store for some yo yo lessons. You used your foot to swing your yo yo around. You had a great time, so did Triston. He did REALLY good considering he really never has used the yo yo before. Here are some pics!</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/TLtAxfMFwXI/AAAAAAAAAMs/6g1aNyZnq4Q/s1600/3.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/TLtAxfMFwXI/AAAAAAAAAMs/6g1aNyZnq4Q/s400/3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529084186457391474" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/TLtAwcLp1jI/AAAAAAAAAMk/qctxXlnSvbA/s1600/2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/TLtAwcLp1jI/AAAAAAAAAMk/qctxXlnSvbA/s400/2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529084168470386226" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/TLtAvKJbInI/AAAAAAAAAMc/m0cW3TLxpU4/s1600/1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/TLtAvKJbInI/AAAAAAAAAMc/m0cW3TLxpU4/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529084146449326706" /></a>Afterwards, we went and had Mexican food and then we grabbed some ice-cream with Tammy, Rob, Ireland, Rylee, Eli, Crystal, Noah and Charlie. We all had a great time. Daddy couldn't come because he had to work. I look forward to doing it again!!<div><br /></div><div>I love you Gillian. I love you Triston.</div><div><br /></div><div>Mommy<br /><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div>Jenifer (and_she_makes_four)http://www.blogger.com/profile/02918765331312153560noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829982046742118114.post-3903942706526227852010-09-17T09:25:00.000-07:002010-09-23T10:21:35.818-07:00Friday!I love Fridays, I love them because, well, it's FRIDAY! Triston gets a few days off school and you get to spend more time with him. Everyday, when you hear the brakes on the bus that Triston rides home on, you scoot your way to the front door. You scream for him, you yell out "nee nee" and everyday after school, you get lots of kisses from him. <div><br /></div><div>This morning, the power went out and it woke you up early......I'm already tired and it's only 9:30 a.m. You're in the crib now but I am waiting for you to want to get out and destroy the house. Seriously, I thought girls are suppose to be "clean" but you're far from it, you get into everything and your favorite thing to do is spray our floors with your bottle. Everyday, milk all over and everyday, I mop the floors. </div><div><br /></div><div>Anyway, little girl, I decided to download some videos off my flip and here are a few I knew you and Triston would like to watch later on in life.</div><div><br /></div><div>Enjoy and I love you. I love your brother too. You two are my world and I'm so thankful that I was blessed with both of you.</div><div><br /></div><div>Here is a video of you after your surgery, you were resting. Maybe one day you will appreciate how strong you were as a baby and how strong I was watching you go through so much.</div><div><br /></div><div>I love you Gillian!</div><div><br /></div><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dw0N_Jv1JSphjywrou-IqlaxNCKbSNLDQqmKvofj0kDVmjCXCzmeHjw7ZLEWJLyl9m99H2x6Z4dXMa-FhVR8g' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Jenifer (and_she_makes_four)http://www.blogger.com/profile/02918765331312153560noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829982046742118114.post-41069330832123236042010-09-10T21:47:00.000-07:002010-09-10T21:53:38.469-07:00We get bored at times!<div><br /></div><div>We played around on the Mac a few weeks before your 2nd surgery,. Look how much fun we had. You love playing on the computer - I know this because there is a crack on my screen and a lot of drool on the keypads. So, this was taken in early July, 2010. Enjoy baby girl. (Btw, your in your crib watching t.v., it's 9:50 at night. I know you won't go to sleep until I walk into the bedroom and have you lay next to me. That's how you roll. Love you stinky!</div><div><br /></div><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dw79RiVydBWVCZVx4wXmlRlPlDjhpdVgb-goEWKFT55bTtAe-EHge26tDfVoNdnjY28zzSwnb8tgj18LlYiqg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Jenifer (and_she_makes_four)http://www.blogger.com/profile/02918765331312153560noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829982046742118114.post-10876179390293930932010-08-31T10:20:00.000-07:002010-09-02T12:05:40.907-07:00July 27th, 2010 - Surgery<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/TH06ZZbHPuI/AAAAAAAAAMU/wRiuaLgWbw0/s1600/DSC_0845.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/TH06ZZbHPuI/AAAAAAAAAMU/wRiuaLgWbw0/s400/DSC_0845.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511625726967103202" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/TH06Y-MTCqI/AAAAAAAAAMM/oa_vcxVQVIU/s1600/DSC_0838.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/TH06Y-MTCqI/AAAAAAAAAMM/oa_vcxVQVIU/s400/DSC_0838.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511625719657204386" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/TH06YG5HOxI/AAAAAAAAAME/JwhVM2EIZ8U/s1600/DSC_0834.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/TH06YG5HOxI/AAAAAAAAAME/JwhVM2EIZ8U/s400/DSC_0834.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511625704812788498" /></a>On Tuesday, July 27th, daddy and I took you to St. Joe's for your big surgery. I was so sad and tired (had to wake up at 4 a.m.). You did so well waiting in the prep area. Your surgery lasted for about 3 1/2 hours. Dr. Vu was VERY pleased with what he did to your right femur/hip. You only had to stay in the hospital for 1 night. You were very tired, you woke up just long enough to watch Dora. I would lay on the couch and just watch you Gillian. I never left your side. You have gone through so much and I'm so proud of you. <div><br /></div><div>They placed you back into a bright pink cast, this time your left leg was free from the knee down and they did put a bar in between your legs to keep it positioned just right for the next 6 weeks.</div><div><br /></div><div>You did amazing for the next 5 weeks little girl. We're pros at this. Will update in a day or so. </div><div><br /></div><div>I love you,</div><div><br /></div><div>Mama</div>Jenifer (and_she_makes_four)http://www.blogger.com/profile/02918765331312153560noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829982046742118114.post-56460045810684792852010-07-17T16:07:00.001-07:002010-09-02T11:55:32.253-07:0018 months old, REALLY?Has it really been a year and a half since you made your grand appearance into this world? YUP. I can't believe I have a second child, let alone a baby girl to boot. You're so awesome Gillian and I'm so sorry I have been so busy and neglected to post some milestones. So here you go, the following are the words and activities you like to say and do.<div><br /></div><div>Words that come to mind:</div><div><br /></div><div>I dunno = I dunno & you raise your hands up in the air when you say it</div><div>bottle = baba</div><div>mama = well, that would be me</div><div>Nene = Triston</div><div>baby = naby</div><div>1,2,3 = nun, twu, twee</div><div>dora = Dora </div><div><br /></div><div>Your absolute favorite thing right now is anything Dora. You're obsessed. Like, really obsessed. You're not walking on your own just yet but in a week from now, we are getting on our way so you can with your big surgery and all. </div><div><br /></div><div>You love to give kisses, lots of them. You and I can lay in bed for 10 minutes and all you want to do is give your mama lots of kisses all over her face. We got a puppy, Jasper, and when he barks, you bark. I do have to say that your mucho favorite thing by far is Triston. You love your big brother and he loves you so much too.</div><div><br /></div><div>The puppy is nibbling at your toes right now....going to go play with you two.</div><div><br /></div><div>Love,</div><div><br /></div><div>Mommy</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Jenifer (and_she_makes_four)http://www.blogger.com/profile/02918765331312153560noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829982046742118114.post-11614597886251094012010-07-12T15:31:00.000-07:002010-07-12T15:32:23.970-07:0018 months oldOMG, I am tired. That sums it up. 2 weeks til the big surgery. Will update later tonight. Love you G.<div><br /></div><div>Mommy</div>Jenifer (and_she_makes_four)http://www.blogger.com/profile/02918765331312153560noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829982046742118114.post-56256922507318981322010-04-11T20:58:00.001-07:002010-04-11T21:09:11.240-07:00Becoming YOU<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">I can't believe your 15 months old already. Time is going by so fast because we're having so much fun. Dr. Vu moved to another office and I'm having such a hard time scheduling your next appointment with him. That is my mission for tomorrow, an appointment with our miracle worker.</span></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="e;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">As far as you, little girl. You are standing on your own with the help of furniture or your crib bar. You like to jump in your crib (of course, still holding on to something). You fell out of your crib a few weeks ago, I mean, that is how determined you are and don't worry, we lowered it and your safe.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">You crawl military style like a pro, I mean, you're SUPER FAST. The words you say are: mama, baba, idunno (I don't know), hello, hi, nee nee. When you see or smell food you say "Mmmm", you always want to eat. When you see a toy you want, you say, "Yeah, Yeah, Yeah". You love to chat and you love to express yourself. You love other babies. You love life. You love me and I love you so much too my little Gillybean.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">We love music and obviously you do it, if any, I mean ANY sort of music comes out being on the radio, t.v. show, movie or a tampax commerial you boogie down! It's so sweet and so cute.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Memorial Picture of you and I.</b></div></span></span></span></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/S8KbhCFB0kI/AAAAAAAAALs/Egh3yYc3Idc/s1600/DSC_0422_4.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 244px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/S8KbhCFB0kI/AAAAAAAAALs/Egh3yYc3Idc/s400/DSC_0422_4.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459096690122412610" /></a><br />I love you Gilly,<div><br /></div><div>Mommy<br /><div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div></div>Jenifer (and_she_makes_four)http://www.blogger.com/profile/02918765331312153560noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829982046742118114.post-74704294437058684992010-01-23T11:00:00.001-08:002010-01-25T13:35:55.117-08:00Tiny Bubbles<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/S14OknWVgMI/AAAAAAAAALk/hWW8zzDaIbY/s1600-h/DSC_0582.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/S14OknWVgMI/AAAAAAAAALk/hWW8zzDaIbY/s400/DSC_0582.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430794222856143042" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/S14OkPuRf5I/AAAAAAAAALc/jBKUXzonSwU/s1600-h/DSC_0585.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/S14OkPuRf5I/AAAAAAAAALc/jBKUXzonSwU/s400/DSC_0585.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430794216514092946" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/S14OjilKa8I/AAAAAAAAALU/3zj4L4QtAVg/s1600-h/DSC_0586.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/S14OjilKa8I/AAAAAAAAALU/3zj4L4QtAVg/s400/DSC_0586.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430794204396284866" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/S14OjIqgwOI/AAAAAAAAALM/_T99gzWai60/s1600-h/DSC_0587.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/S14OjIqgwOI/AAAAAAAAALM/_T99gzWai60/s400/DSC_0587.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430794197439398114" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/S14Oi8BEBUI/AAAAAAAAALE/tCqYDfAypHA/s1600-h/DSC_0588.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/S14Oi8BEBUI/AAAAAAAAALE/tCqYDfAypHA/s400/DSC_0588.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430794194044323138" /></a><br />Girl, you are enjoying being out of that nasty cast. You still have to wear a hip brace for another 5 1/2 months but it is removable so I can give you some time during the day to stretch out and move about. You are starting to FINALLY get up on your knees.....now it's just the waiting game when you crawl using your bent knees, I can't wait. During the day, you and Triston will go into mommy and daddy's bedroom and sing on the WII. You love it. In fact, whenever you see the microphone, you grab it and scream into it, it's so cute. <div><br /></div><div>You're still loving the baths too. Lots of bubbles is what you demand and you love kicking your legs in the warm water. You splash lots too. I mean, A LOT! </div><div><br /></div><div>Look at the fun you're having here!</div><div><br /></div><div>Well, we're off to go and have lunch as a family......I'm tired, just cleaned but I look forward to going out with you, daddy and Triston.</div><div><br /></div><div>Kisses my girl.</div><div><br /></div><div>Mommy</div>Jenifer (and_she_makes_four)http://www.blogger.com/profile/02918765331312153560noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829982046742118114.post-25498470728294604602010-01-14T18:56:00.000-08:002010-01-14T19:06:52.185-08:00Finally FREE<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/S0_bjpSEVOI/AAAAAAAAAK8/bezRGZCWuR8/s1600-h/DSC_0346.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/S0_bjpSEVOI/AAAAAAAAAK8/bezRGZCWuR8/s400/DSC_0346.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426797481428276450" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/S0_bjHQY7NI/AAAAAAAAAK0/-pPaPfKDwAw/s1600-h/DSC_0332.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/S0_bjHQY7NI/AAAAAAAAAK0/-pPaPfKDwAw/s400/DSC_0332.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426797472294431954" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/S0_bitvzT7I/AAAAAAAAAKs/74NHF5kFRd0/s1600-h/DSC_0326.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/S0_bitvzT7I/AAAAAAAAAKs/74NHF5kFRd0/s400/DSC_0326.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426797465446862770" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/S0_biLLl_oI/AAAAAAAAAKk/BQ8SsjKG4JU/s1600-h/Photo+156.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/S0_biLLl_oI/AAAAAAAAAKk/BQ8SsjKG4JU/s400/Photo+156.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426797456168189570" /></a><br />Last Monday, January 4th, you had your spica cast taken off. It was terrible seeing you scream for 30 LONG minutes while they used a scary tool to remove the cast. I cried. There was nothing I could do but finally, after the cast was off, I was able to see your legs! Honestly, it was like having you ALL OVER AGAIN because you felt like a "new baby". You were very sore for days. Any movement you made, well, you cried. If I picked you up the wrong way, you cried. I took you home from Dr. Vu's office to a very exciting daddy and brother. I let Triston hold you, he cried, he cried happy tears because he finally thought you were out of pain. Your legs were really dry so daddy gave you a very long bath in our kitchen sink. You were SO happy to finally have a bath after 3 long months.<div><br /></div><div>A week or so later, you are not crawling yet, just pulling yourself around with your arms but that is o.k. Day by day, right?</div><div><br /></div><div>I love you Gillian, you're such a trooper, such a strong girl and I can't imagine life without you! You are my sweet girl, I am so grateful for Jehovah giving me you!</div><div><br /></div><div>Love,</div><div><br /></div><div>Mommy</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Jenifer (and_she_makes_four)http://www.blogger.com/profile/02918765331312153560noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829982046742118114.post-69233396467474266392009-12-22T11:53:00.000-08:002009-12-22T12:02:36.718-08:00Tuesday....December 22nd.This time last year, I was at the hospital, then at that time, it was a Monday and I was getting ready to take you home!!! I was getting to take you HOME!!! After the pregnancy, who would have thought, right? What is so weird about last time this year is that it was muggy and oh so cold, just like today. I look outside and I instantly remember sitting in the recliner at the hospital holding you and wondering if you were going to be warm enough when we got outside. I remember last year Dr. Carter giving me the a-o.k. to check us out of Scottsdale Shea. I called your daddy and said, "come get us". He was at home trying to put together your bassinet. He came to the hospital, walked into my hospital room and the first thing I asked him was, "where is the carseat?" He looked at me and said he forgot it. He had to go home to get it. Poor daddy.<div><br /></div><div>We finally drove up to the house. I felt so proud. I knew inside was your big brother and Nana. I was SO proud to have you home Gillian! I was hoping by me taking my time getting out of the car (I had to because I had a c-section), some of the neighbors could take a look that their neighbors who just had their baby. Maybe they would feel the happiness that daddy and I did in that very moment.</div><div><br /></div><div>I got you inside, put you into the bassinet that took daddy over 2 days to put together (you can ask him about the bassinet one day, he put it together backwards). You were warm, sleeping and comfortably resting. I sipped on chicken broth, I kindly "took" about 50 packets from the gallery that they have in the maternity ward. I loved my chicken broth.</div><div><br /></div><div>So, there you go, my love. A one year reminder of daddy and I taking you home.</div><div><br /></div><div>I love you sweet girl.</div><div><br /></div><div>Love always,</div><div><br /></div><div>Mommy</div><div><br /></div><div>P.S. It's December 22nd, 2009, 1:00 p.m. (your watching cartoons from you crib)</div>Jenifer (and_she_makes_four)http://www.blogger.com/profile/02918765331312153560noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829982046742118114.post-47393954219599582522009-12-20T13:19:00.003-08:002009-12-20T13:27:05.703-08:00You're 1!<div>You are officially 1!!!! I can't believe we've made it this far. Check out how much fun we've had G. Everyday, you do something that makes us ALL smile!</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/Sy6WRHDe5yI/AAAAAAAAAKc/PjpRMoe5xmk/s1600-h/DSC_1005.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/Sy6WRHDe5yI/AAAAAAAAAKc/PjpRMoe5xmk/s400/DSC_1005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417432622468884258" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/Sy6WQmQHF7I/AAAAAAAAAKU/jAM7AJ7svwM/s1600-h/DSC_0391.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/Sy6WQmQHF7I/AAAAAAAAAKU/jAM7AJ7svwM/s400/DSC_0391.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417432613663479730" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/Sy6WQbK0RfI/AAAAAAAAAKM/4EvGzQ5Qadk/s1600-h/DSC_0389.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/Sy6WQbK0RfI/AAAAAAAAAKM/4EvGzQ5Qadk/s400/DSC_0389.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417432610688484850" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/Sy6WP39pHJI/AAAAAAAAAKE/XLRy3ZJLszU/s1600-h/DSC_0756.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/Sy6WP39pHJI/AAAAAAAAAKE/XLRy3ZJLszU/s400/DSC_0756.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417432601237986450" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/Sy6WPR-DBHI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/wYjCG_dUFRA/s1600-h/Photo+190.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 335px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/Sy6WPR-DBHI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/wYjCG_dUFRA/s400/Photo+190.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417432591039136882" /></a>I love you G,<div><br /></div><div>Mommy<br /><br /></div>Jenifer (and_she_makes_four)http://www.blogger.com/profile/02918765331312153560noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829982046742118114.post-87515035310062046292009-12-18T16:30:00.000-08:002009-12-19T10:59:56.326-08:00Seriously, I can't be this busy!!!I can't even believe that a year has gone by, well, actually, a year tomorrow. Today, your big brother turned 8 and tomorrow, my love, my sweet little girl, you will be a 1 year old!! Where did the year go? Someone please tell me because I have NO idea where it went!!<div><br /></div><div>I'm so sorry I haven't posted on the blog, baby G. I've been so busy home school Triston and you, for the past 2 months, 1 week have been in a spica cast (full body cast) for your hip and club foot. </div><div><br /></div><div>Despite the fact your right femur was totally dislocated when you came into this world, you have found your own way to get around. You're SO strong. Your first word was mama. Whenever daddy asks you to say, "daddy", the only word that comes out of your sweet mouth is "mama". You love, LOVE to dance and you love the song, "Single Ladies" by Beyonce. You bounce around and love, LOVE watching the music video. O.k., so maybe not age appropriate for a little baby girl but you LOVE the song and darn it, you can have your way, at least just this time.</div><div><br /></div><div>October 27th, of 2009, you went in for a 2 hour surgery to get your femur/hip into place. This is you in the video below, once they gave you some "happy medicine". You were so hungry because you couldn't drink milk after 4 a.m. and you needed some calming down. The medication worked, you became loopy. Even then, while you were being rolled away from me in this cage looking crib, you were so happy. Calm and happy. My heart, my heart was heavy and I already missed you. It was the longest 2 1/2 hours of my life. You're so brave, Gillian, always be brave.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwZ0vFpSqA58vNDSeygG5bEdq3QpK4YJVZOQAVGZpVsBf00n0enc7xQTT1GqIWZ6wFA91HSProzhn548QvEKw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwQDHa2H8zAAw3nm920GlK2rpdhbP-0dRdvvaEcE5hspuhozEevvKKo8Ow5AKOObeNV_tvX8SRFWgledonlQA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><div><br /></div><div>You have to wear the spica cast for 12 weeks. Dr. Vu told me yesterday at your visit that you have 21 days left, wahoo! I miss your legs, I can't wait to give you a bath!!! I love you Gillian so much, I am so blessed you are my daughter.</div><div><br /></div><div>Love,</div><div><br /></div><div>Mommy</div>Jenifer (and_she_makes_four)http://www.blogger.com/profile/02918765331312153560noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829982046742118114.post-20418702432137051982009-09-29T12:52:00.000-07:002009-09-29T15:10:40.752-07:00Crawling in her own way.So, I see shows on t.v. of other babies her age crawling on both legs and using their arms to prop their bodies up, not my sweet G. Boo boo uses her arms to pull her body around and only one leg to give her body a push. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Occasionally</span>, she uses her big toe to give her body a push as well, it's too cute. I don't feel sorry for her, SHE found her OWN WAY to get around and I love it. She's amazing. Look for <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">yourself</span>.<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzY8ss1SlKBlYdW47QVD4kRI2PdtkwtUheu0BorGcCKx94nHpKvjUhrO4IdYcOD_f29j4n4dh7VAYSKodSScA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><div><br /></div><div>She still needs help sitting up, anyone would if your hip was dislocated. I still make her sit up with my help throughout the day. This little girl is so amazing, she is such a blessing to me and I can't imagine life without that little peanut.</div><div><br /></div><div>Love you G!</div><div><br /></div><div>Mommy</div>Jenifer (and_she_makes_four)http://www.blogger.com/profile/02918765331312153560noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829982046742118114.post-52985502771292663172009-08-17T09:30:00.000-07:002009-09-29T12:52:14.563-07:004 months, WHAT?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/SomLwMy6fAI/AAAAAAAAAIw/YZhJWoEvCTA/s1600-h/DSC_0298.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/SomLwMy6fAI/AAAAAAAAAIw/YZhJWoEvCTA/s400/DSC_0298.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370977690800782338" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/SomLvsYLhWI/AAAAAAAAAIo/lDFVAtwCnd0/s1600-h/DSC_0295.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/SomLvsYLhWI/AAAAAAAAAIo/lDFVAtwCnd0/s400/DSC_0295.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370977682098718050" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/SomLvJtAKqI/AAAAAAAAAIg/TjlDJ_IlaVI/s1600-h/DSC_0286.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/SomLvJtAKqI/AAAAAAAAAIg/TjlDJ_IlaVI/s400/DSC_0286.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370977672790813346" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/SomLulCAIsI/AAAAAAAAAIY/ekASXMVg2Q0/s1600-h/DSC_0281.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/SomLulCAIsI/AAAAAAAAAIY/ekASXMVg2Q0/s400/DSC_0281.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370977662946779842" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/SomLuCrfkCI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/P25i5vafq5s/s1600-h/DSC_0278.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/SomLuCrfkCI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/P25i5vafq5s/s400/DSC_0278.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370977653725564962" /></a><br />Ok.... I know, it's been 4 months since I last blogged. You're 4 months older, 4 months wiser and I'm 4 months (still) fatter. You have been SO busy, learning new things, I've been learning new things, we're still having a blast little girl. O.k., so in the past 4 months, let me take you down memory row.<div><br /></div><div><b>May 13th, 2008</b></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Daddy and I took you to have an MRI at PCH. You were so brave, so little and dressed to kill. The Dr.'s and nurses had to put you under because you had to lay really still as they did an MRI on your right femur and hip. Daddy and I had to wait in the waiting room where other families were waiting for their babies/child to finish up with whatever procedure they were doing as well. Sitting at PCH with other families gives you this bond with them, you will never speak a word to them but the glance and smile they give you lets you know "you're not in this alone". </div><div><br /></div><div>We waited for over an hour, I was getting SO jittery, I wanted to see you so badly. Finally, after an hour and 15 minutes the nurse came and got us. We walked down this long hallway and halfway to your room, I heard you cry. Your cry rather was more like a scream cry. I got to you. You were not wanting to take a bottle. The nurses didn't know what to do. I switched the nipple on the bottle to the one you are use to and you took your "baby gatorade" right away. I held you, I kissed you, I told you how brave you were. We go home, I sat in the backseat with you in the car so that I could make sure you were o.k. You were groggy, oh so tired. You slept for a few hours after we arrived home and so did I. PCH wanted us there super early for your procedure. </div><div><br /></div><div>A few days later. Dr. Vu's office called. Your right femur looks great and your hips are fully formed!!!! (Can you say, THANK YOU!!!!). </div><div><br /></div><div>Daddy and I shared tears in our bathroom as soon as I got off the phone with Dr. Vu's assistant, Jennifer. We love good news!!</div><div><br /></div><div>I love you girl, you're my fighter, my sweet girl.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Jenifer (and_she_makes_four)http://www.blogger.com/profile/02918765331312153560noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829982046742118114.post-53340753677238834632009-04-30T20:59:00.000-07:002009-04-30T21:04:27.674-07:0011 pounds 6 ounces<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/Sfp0W7kTbyI/AAAAAAAAAII/1Igz_Sz1id0/s1600-h/sedona-gillianholdingbottle2.jpg"></a><br /><div><div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/Sfp0WCATtiI/AAAAAAAAAHw/p-NCVwri7pc/s1600-h/sedona-sweetgillian.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330701030790510114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/Sfp0WCATtiI/AAAAAAAAAHw/p-NCVwri7pc/s400/sedona-sweetgillian.jpg" border="0" /></a>You're getting so big girly! You had your 4 month check-up today, you were all smiles until you got your shots, ouch. You had a busy week as well, you went on your first vacation up to the Forest Houses with dad, Triston, Nana and mommy. You had a blast. You loved watching the fire and laying around with those who adore you so much. Keep doing what you do girl, grow, be healthy, love and know how much I love, LOVE you.</div><div> </div><div>Love,</div><div> </div><div>Mommy<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div></div></div>Jenifer (and_she_makes_four)http://www.blogger.com/profile/02918765331312153560noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829982046742118114.post-7744327192711334622009-04-20T16:11:00.001-07:002009-04-20T16:19:05.206-07:004 months<div align="justify"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/Se0CcF-ZdpI/AAAAAAAAAHg/XkXIylvMloY/s1600-h/redvelvetcake3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326916615912650386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/Se0CcF-ZdpI/AAAAAAAAAHg/XkXIylvMloY/s400/redvelvetcake3.jpg" border="0" /></a>I can't <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">believe</span> your 4 months old already. You'd the stinky <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">da</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">binky</span> baby. Mommy made red velvet cake yesterday, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">shhh</span>, I gave you a taste of the frosting, don't tell your doctor! You rolled over for the first time, your trying to sit up and you still like to coo and yell, a lot. You like to wake mommy up at 6 a.m. to play. You're THE BEST! I can't get enough of you. My sweet girl, I love you so much mama.</div><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326915467839677794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/Se0BZREeJWI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/qMRJCN2zid0/s400/Gillian-4months-glasses.jpg" border="0" />Yes, you are too cool!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>Jenifer (and_she_makes_four)http://www.blogger.com/profile/02918765331312153560noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829982046742118114.post-4045720464732944782009-04-12T18:31:00.000-07:002009-04-12T20:17:53.131-07:00Loving life with you next to me<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/SeKuxTY1z8I/AAAAAAAAAGo/c2OHkF83dfU/s1600-h/Gillian-2months-pinkdress.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324009871546634178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A29UUw3vMQc/SeKuxTY1z8I/AAAAAAAAAGo/c2OHkF83dfU/s400/Gillian-2months-pinkdress.JPG" border="0" /></a>Look at you, so curious and so wanting to talk away...o.k., maybe not talk but you sure do love your own voice!<br /><br /><div><div><p>For anyone who visits my blog because I posted a message on your blog and you wanted to see who I am, please, by all means, follow me OR follow my cooking blog I share with one of my dear friends, Jaime. </p><p><a href="http://jjdishitout.blogspot.com/">Jaime & Jen DISH</a></p><p>For those who don't know me, I've been married for 10 years, next month to my sweet husband, Bart. I have two children, Triston and my sweet Gillian. I'm a stay at home mom who loves to be wife/mom and a chef in our kitchen. </p><p>This blog here is for my daughter....for her to read later on in life.....I hope you enjoy it now.<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxRCT20D1IU46rDf-Y9Y14F2zJuHXagd6SRPc8AMFgpW_iaeIfIy1rTPWp0qlZwOjSiFAwc03Q8Bk-YkrY7QA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p></p></div></div>Jenifer (and_she_makes_four)http://www.blogger.com/profile/02918765331312153560noreply@blogger.com4