<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209860022754230414</id><updated>2012-02-16T06:38:33.377-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adoring Abigail</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>wyndie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488927235088620216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/ShidyO-nHrI/AAAAAAAAABI/az1hKNCKW6k/S220/wyndie.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209860022754230414.post-7693864269435373856</id><published>2010-03-21T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T17:19:48.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prescription for Baby Boot Camp</title><content type='html'>For the last 4 weeks, Abigail hasn't been sleeping at all during the night. I have tried many things and nothing seemed to work. I have made so many excuses thinking the next night will be better. Well, Thursday I had had enough. I made an appointment for Abigail to see the doctor. It was time for her well visit anyway. While I was there, I was planning to find out if something was wrong with Abigail to keep her up at night or was it just me. Do I need some medication? After a series of questions and a complete body check of Abigail, not me, the diagnosis was clear: My daughter is simply spoiled. Yes, I know it may be a shock, but spoiled. That is it. In the same moment she said this I thought, thank goodness she is spoiled and not sick. But then it hit me, spoiled. My child? The doctor wrote a prescription for Baby Boot Camp. She said that Staten and I just had to let her cry. After making sure she is okay and changing her diaper, just let her cry and in about 4 days, everything would be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I started home with a new outlook and a positive attitude. When it was time for her nap, I made sure she was changed and put her to bed in her room. She cried for 20 minutes straight while I was across the house telling myself not to give in. Then there was silence. After a few minutes, I went to check on her and she was sitting in her crib with no pants on, diaper half off, chewing on the monitor wires that she had pulled down into the crib from her dresser. It was too cute, but it wasn't what I thought I would find. Again, I laid her in the crib and let her cry for about 10 minutes and she feel fast asleep! Below is the photo of her sleeping, once she gave in. The nights are getting better. Slowly but surely, we are all sleeping better. Thank the Lord for an honest doctor and a great supportive husband! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451241838518089266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/S6azkfmeNjI/AAAAAAAAAks/FJm3YyEDg0I/s320/03-19-10_1434.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209860022754230414-7693864269435373856?l=adoringabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/7693864269435373856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/2010/03/prescription-for-baby-boot-camp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default/7693864269435373856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default/7693864269435373856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/2010/03/prescription-for-baby-boot-camp.html' title='Prescription for Baby Boot Camp'/><author><name>wyndie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488927235088620216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/ShidyO-nHrI/AAAAAAAAABI/az1hKNCKW6k/S220/wyndie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/S6azkfmeNjI/AAAAAAAAAks/FJm3YyEDg0I/s72-c/03-19-10_1434.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209860022754230414.post-7175882484086202515</id><published>2010-03-18T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T13:39:15.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Trip to Georgia</title><content type='html'>Abigail and I went to Georgia to visit for a week. A whole week without Staten (Daddy). It didn't feel right being in Georgia without him, but we managed! We were able to visit with so much family. My aunts, uncles, and cousins came over to visit and we had a wonderful time! My mother, Abigail and I traveled to visit Staten's family as well. His grandma prepared a delicious meal and it was great seeing everyone. Abigail's taste for food has been expanded - a lot! Between the home cooked meals and sweets, she hasn't turned much down and I don't blame her! She is such a good travel buddy. Of course, she has her times of just wanting to stretch her legs, but other than that she very good. Thanks to my parents and brother for meeting Staten half way to get us and for returning us in great condition. I love ya'll very much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451186708463373042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/S6aBbgJKSvI/AAAAAAAAAkM/Irvj9Ux15ng/s320/DSC_0137.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451186694316782354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/S6aBarcWcxI/AAAAAAAAAj8/uxZPB_pDc_k/s320/DSC_0066.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451186700643271426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/S6aBbDAtAwI/AAAAAAAAAkE/AEr_30R_Zlo/s320/DSC_0095.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451186713093162850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/S6aBbxY_R2I/AAAAAAAAAkU/zo9YgB3sESY/s320/DSC_0134.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451186687275782114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/S6aBaRNpT-I/AAAAAAAAAj0/-8jhBEc4IVw/s320/DSC_0073.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451188709694018642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/S6aDP_TulFI/AAAAAAAAAkc/tMX_0n1rx1E/s320/DSC_0223.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451188716423369874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/S6aDQYYIVJI/AAAAAAAAAkk/KpkKAExAK18/s320/DSC_0101.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209860022754230414-7175882484086202515?l=adoringabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/7175882484086202515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/2010/03/spring-trip-to-georgia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default/7175882484086202515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default/7175882484086202515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/2010/03/spring-trip-to-georgia.html' title='Spring Trip to Georgia'/><author><name>wyndie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488927235088620216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/ShidyO-nHrI/AAAAAAAAABI/az1hKNCKW6k/S220/wyndie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/S6aBbgJKSvI/AAAAAAAAAkM/Irvj9Ux15ng/s72-c/DSC_0137.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209860022754230414.post-7694872130454198737</id><published>2010-03-04T10:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T11:00:37.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Steps!!!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday evening, Abigail and I were playing on the floor in the kitchen. She has been standing by herself for a couple days and I had just told my mother earlier in the morning, "oh it will probably be another month before she starts walking...". Well, as we were playing, she stood by herself and realized what she was doing. So she just did it, took a step and then another and fell in to my arms squealing and smiling the whole time. It was awesome! Staten arrived home shortly after and she took little steps for him too. So sweet! No picture to show for it or video at this time but soon. Can you believe it? Our little baby isn't a baby anymore, not really an infant, we are almost in toddler territory! Scary but exciting. I'm so proud of you Abigail Mary-Leigh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209860022754230414-7694872130454198737?l=adoringabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/7694872130454198737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/2010/03/first-steps.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default/7694872130454198737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default/7694872130454198737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/2010/03/first-steps.html' title='First Steps!!!'/><author><name>wyndie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488927235088620216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/ShidyO-nHrI/AAAAAAAAABI/az1hKNCKW6k/S220/wyndie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209860022754230414.post-4359830680396060158</id><published>2010-02-28T15:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T18:09:34.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feels like spring...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443477783943773810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/S4seNCay_nI/AAAAAAAAAjM/RKkIwZ4EHS8/s320/DSC_0023.jpg" /&gt;Today was a beautiful day! Just the right amount of breeze and the perfect temperature. So we decided to spend some time outside and enjoy the weather. Abigail played in her walker and loved the freedom of walking up and down the driveway. After I finished taking photographs of Staten and Abigail outside, Staten took the camera to take a few photos of Abigail with me. I told him I didn't like posed photos and so I squated to her level and reached my arms out for her. She came walking as fast as she could holding out her arms for me and then gave me the biggest hug ever! It was such a sweet moment! Her personality is really starting to show. By the way she said "uh oh!" today. And yesterday she was using her sock to wipe down/dush her pretty blue chair Aunt Gen Gen gave her. My daughter is awesome!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443480217703310418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/S4sgas4SZFI/AAAAAAAAAjc/5sGAffJeyhc/s320/DSC_0012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443478864900228658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/S4sfL9S5hjI/AAAAAAAAAjU/UM3w_ek3Gpw/s320/DSC_0017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443480490038697890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/S4sgqjaGn6I/AAAAAAAAAjk/RnkmgT7i_kU/s320/DSC_0744.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443480916463445474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/S4shDX9r5eI/AAAAAAAAAjs/YSWt8BCEWrc/s320/DSC_0748.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209860022754230414-4359830680396060158?l=adoringabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/4359830680396060158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/2010/02/feels-like-spring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default/4359830680396060158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default/4359830680396060158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/2010/02/feels-like-spring.html' title='Feels like spring...'/><author><name>wyndie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488927235088620216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/ShidyO-nHrI/AAAAAAAAABI/az1hKNCKW6k/S220/wyndie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/S4seNCay_nI/AAAAAAAAAjM/RKkIwZ4EHS8/s72-c/DSC_0023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209860022754230414.post-5286183080244135979</id><published>2010-02-25T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T07:36:18.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>9 Months old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/S4aWa_OBwyI/AAAAAAAAAik/t4Sr5eJYDcg/s1600-h/DSC_0657.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442202590114857762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/S4aWa_OBwyI/AAAAAAAAAik/t4Sr5eJYDcg/s320/DSC_0657.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our Abigail is getting sooo big! Since Christmas she has kept us very busy! She is crawling EVERYWHERE, pulling up and cruising, and babbling non-stop. It is awesome! In the last few weeks she has been mocking me when I fold the laundry, taken off her pants when left alone in her play pen, and pointing her finger on the pages of her books, as if she is reading herself. Every day is a new adventure and it is the best one of my life. Being at home is more of a blessing that I could ever hope for. I saw her crawl first! It was amazing! She is now crawling to find me and reaching for my finger to walk around with her. She is only holding on with one hand and this is very exciting for her. She squeals each time with excitement of her new accomplishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abigail has six teeth with two more breaking through. Man is teething a nightmare. Not just for her but for us as well. She is still a healthy baby. We haven't been to the pedictrian in a month! This is the longest time without a visit since she was 8 weeks old. The antibotics for her kidneys ended on January 10th, 2010 and I am happy to report there has not been an infection! Praise the Lord! Seriously. This is an answer to our prayers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Staten and I took our very first trip alone since Abigail was born. Two nights, and three days in New Orleans. Mimi and Papa kept our baby girl. I wasn't as worried as I thought I would be. It makes a difference when you know she is being taken care of. The trip was great. Weird being the two of us again, but at the same time sweet and romantic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442202186913490034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/S4aWDhLVJHI/AAAAAAAAAiU/Wvy5H2Pn2kY/s320/DSC_1040.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442204114180899858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/S4aXzszsBBI/AAAAAAAAAi8/sqMPaDLdJY8/s320/DSC_0678.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442204099686604050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/S4aXy2z-nRI/AAAAAAAAAi0/7xaRijH2xXs/s320/DSC_0661.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442204095523378226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/S4aXynTY1DI/AAAAAAAAAis/V1beobywOJA/s320/DSC_1025.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209860022754230414-5286183080244135979?l=adoringabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/5286183080244135979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/2010/02/9-months-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default/5286183080244135979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default/5286183080244135979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/2010/02/9-months-old.html' title='9 Months old!'/><author><name>wyndie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488927235088620216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/ShidyO-nHrI/AAAAAAAAABI/az1hKNCKW6k/S220/wyndie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/S4aWa_OBwyI/AAAAAAAAAik/t4Sr5eJYDcg/s72-c/DSC_0657.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209860022754230414.post-1634592302568298389</id><published>2010-01-17T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T19:08:29.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas in Georgia 2009</title><content type='html'>We had a wonderful Christmas. Abigail was so excited to see her presents from Santa Clause. More excited than I thought she would be! She squealed at each present we put in front of her. She is so precious. I can not say that enough! Christmas had a new meaning to us this year. Of course, we all know the meaning of Christmas; to celebrate Christ's birthday. This year just really hit home in a wonderful way of how blessed we are! Christmas with both sides of the family were awesome! Now that I have decided to be a stay at home mom, the gifts were more meaningful. Everything keeps changing for the better. Abigail's health is great, our marriage is awesome (I do have the best husband ever!), and God has provided a way for us to be closer as a family by me staying at home. I will be doing work part time for a God-sent company. This new year is going to be just another great year to add to our memories and we are looking forward to it! Photos are below! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427904991310900530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/S1PK1NGn7TI/AAAAAAAAAh0/QCHo3sGibC4/s320/DSC_0743.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427909476404152658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/S1PO6RYLyVI/AAAAAAAAAiM/OaE9crrUGVw/s320/DSC_0921.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427909466841048418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/S1PO5twKZWI/AAAAAAAAAh8/w4dYtHN8HEo/s320/DSC_0656.jpg" /&gt;The is a photo of Abigaila and her cousin Lois. They are one month and ten days apart in age. Photos of them as tiny babies are in the the July post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209860022754230414-1634592302568298389?l=adoringabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/1634592302568298389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-in-georgia-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default/1634592302568298389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default/1634592302568298389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-in-georgia-2009.html' title='Christmas in Georgia 2009'/><author><name>wyndie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488927235088620216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/ShidyO-nHrI/AAAAAAAAABI/az1hKNCKW6k/S220/wyndie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/S1PK1NGn7TI/AAAAAAAAAh0/QCHo3sGibC4/s72-c/DSC_0743.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209860022754230414.post-4967273448326423996</id><published>2009-12-05T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T20:09:11.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Abigail's First Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>We have so much to be thankful for this year, our healthy baby girl, our families, and for each day we have to love and cherish one another. This year has been the best year of our lives. With the addition of our AbiLou, life is just complete. We now understand the joys of parenthood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Thanksgiving this year, we traveled to Georgia to see both sides of the family. We took every antibiotic that she has ever taken with us, just in case we had another illness arrive while we were away from home. No worries though, she did great! Even traveling, she was a trooper. Thanks in part to our dog, Lacey. She is now 6 months, almost 7 months and so much fun. It was absolutely wonderful visiting everyone and sharing our bundle of joy. Thanks to our parents for being so accommodating and we can't wait to see ya'll for Christmas! I have attached photos below. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/Sxst_hBdQ1I/AAAAAAAAAMs/xRGTzMWzP1c/s1600-h/DSC_0976.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411969946435273554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/Sxst_hBdQ1I/AAAAAAAAAMs/xRGTzMWzP1c/s320/DSC_0976.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/Sxsty4K7F4I/AAAAAAAAAMk/W02X3mIh6xM/s1600-h/DSC_0944.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411969729310693250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/Sxsty4K7F4I/AAAAAAAAAMk/W02X3mIh6xM/s320/DSC_0944.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/Sxstyj3o2BI/AAAAAAAAAMc/xuVuFSgcy5Q/s1600-h/DSC_0928.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411969723861096466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/Sxstyj3o2BI/AAAAAAAAAMc/xuVuFSgcy5Q/s320/DSC_0928.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/SxstyOjuAfI/AAAAAAAAAMU/rd1hFA97KkA/s1600-h/DSC_0849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411969718140404210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/SxstyOjuAfI/AAAAAAAAAMU/rd1hFA97KkA/s320/DSC_0849.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/Sxstxh0mTBI/AAAAAAAAAMM/xibFQpGvCkI/s1600-h/DSC_0837.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411969706131606546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/Sxstxh0mTBI/AAAAAAAAAMM/xibFQpGvCkI/s320/DSC_0837.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/SxstxXBAIcI/AAAAAAAAAME/L3OeujyBOsc/s1600-h/DSC_0746.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411969703230841282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/SxstxXBAIcI/AAAAAAAAAME/L3OeujyBOsc/s320/DSC_0746.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209860022754230414-4967273448326423996?l=adoringabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/4967273448326423996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/2009/12/abigails-first-thanksgiving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default/4967273448326423996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default/4967273448326423996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/2009/12/abigails-first-thanksgiving.html' title='Abigail&apos;s First Thanksgiving'/><author><name>wyndie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488927235088620216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/ShidyO-nHrI/AAAAAAAAABI/az1hKNCKW6k/S220/wyndie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/Sxst_hBdQ1I/AAAAAAAAAMs/xRGTzMWzP1c/s72-c/DSC_0976.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209860022754230414.post-6382723234788863881</id><published>2009-11-15T17:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T17:49:02.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Healthy Baby Girl!</title><content type='html'>On Monday, October 26th, AbiLou underwent an outpatient procedure to correct her kidneys. My parents, Staten's parents, and a very special family friend was there to support us at the hospital. The doctor called two days later to deliver great news, Abigail no longer had a urinary tract infection. She has been sick with UTI's since she was 8 weeks old and now we have a healthy baby girl! Abigail has been a happy, sweet baby all along, even while sick, but she is even more of a pleasure to be around. She sleeps through the night!!! This occurred within days after her procedure. I say all of this because if it wasn't for all the prayers from so many people, I hate to think where she would be now. Thanks to all our family and friends for their prayers and support! Thank you again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209860022754230414-6382723234788863881?l=adoringabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/6382723234788863881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/2009/11/our-healthy-baby-girl.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default/6382723234788863881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default/6382723234788863881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/2009/11/our-healthy-baby-girl.html' title='Our Healthy Baby Girl!'/><author><name>wyndie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488927235088620216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/ShidyO-nHrI/AAAAAAAAABI/az1hKNCKW6k/S220/wyndie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209860022754230414.post-759103773133248353</id><published>2009-10-25T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T11:53:18.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 months old!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/SuSbr9TKDDI/AAAAAAAAAL8/iXpo0TDLJys/s1600-h/DSC_0242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396609432988290098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/SuSbr9TKDDI/AAAAAAAAAL8/iXpo0TDLJys/s320/DSC_0242.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abigail now weighs 17 lbs and is such a happy baby! She is reaching for anything and everything and babbling non-stop. She has mastered rolling over and now has two teeth cutting through. She hasn't said Mama yet, but we practice every day. AbiLou is loving the foods that she is now eating! So far, sweet potatoes and peas aren't her favorite, but we will try them later to see if her taste buds change. Sleeping is an issue. She is waking up at lease twice a night, but this two shall pass! (or I'm going to go nuts) She has overcome the swine flu and an ear infection this week, but still has the urinary tract infection. We are praying her outpatient procedure, scheduled for Monday, ends the UTIs. Stay tuned for updates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209860022754230414-759103773133248353?l=adoringabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/759103773133248353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/2009/10/5-months-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default/759103773133248353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default/759103773133248353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/2009/10/5-months-old.html' title='5 months old!!'/><author><name>wyndie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488927235088620216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/ShidyO-nHrI/AAAAAAAAABI/az1hKNCKW6k/S220/wyndie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/SuSbr9TKDDI/AAAAAAAAAL8/iXpo0TDLJys/s72-c/DSC_0242.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209860022754230414.post-3886719525583074275</id><published>2009-10-05T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T19:49:15.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nana's First Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/Ssqd3LNG3rI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/4bF_nHOjsOk/s1600-h/DSC_0133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389293475328351922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/Ssqd3LNG3rI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/4bF_nHOjsOk/s320/DSC_0133.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Staten's mother came to visit us this past weekend from Georgia.  Oh yea, he's going to post his comments in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;parentheses&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;in line&lt;/span&gt; with mine. Anyway, not only was she coming &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;to Northern&lt;/span&gt; Louisiana for the first time, but this was her first time meeting Abigail. Remember our trip to Georgia in July was cut short due to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Abilou's &lt;/span&gt;(S.O. : that's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;abigail&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; illness (S.O. : one of our worst visits to GA ever) therefore delaying Abigail's introduction to Staten's family (S.O. : we had a fish fry planned and everything dang it!). Nana made &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Abilou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (S.O. : that's abigail) chuckle so loud (S.O. : i was in shock the first two times that i heard her laugh.  i've been trying to make her laugh for weeks.  all she would ever do is look at me like i was crazy.)! We had tears from laughing so hard! Ms. Linda spoiled us with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;home cooked&lt;/span&gt; meals (S.O. : it was some of that slap ya mama cooking, but of course, i didn't do any slapping.  Yea, because she was cooking; i didn't want to distract her, and i didn't want to get body slamed.) and much loving (S.O. : nobody shows love quite like mama does.). We visited a pumpkin patch (S.O. : walked for miles just to see a field full of 2 oz pumpkins), watched movies (S.O. : the soloist sucks; hollywood does not know how to make a happy movie!) and ate like pigs (S.O. : oink, oink)! Staten especially loved spending time with his mother (S.O. :  yea, took her to the shop and showed her my chicken s?#t burning machine.  if you're in the family, you know what that is if you are not: well ... can't tell you; it's clasified). Thanks for coming to visit us and for all the extra pounds we have gained  (S.O. : oink, oink)!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(S.O. : Mama, we really had fun, and can't wait until we see you again.  We love you very much!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389293483197540642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/Ssqd3ohRKSI/AAAAAAAAAKE/EKvi11gto6I/s320/DSC_0135.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209860022754230414-3886719525583074275?l=adoringabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/3886719525583074275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/2009/10/nanas-first-visit.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default/3886719525583074275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default/3886719525583074275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/2009/10/nanas-first-visit.html' title='Nana&apos;s First Visit'/><author><name>wyndie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488927235088620216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/ShidyO-nHrI/AAAAAAAAABI/az1hKNCKW6k/S220/wyndie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/Ssqd3LNG3rI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/4bF_nHOjsOk/s72-c/DSC_0133.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209860022754230414.post-6887691133503610452</id><published>2009-10-05T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T18:18:43.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She's got the Spirit!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/SsqaCYHiGtI/AAAAAAAAAJs/Wtf_xci7H6U/s1600-h/DSC_0123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389289269726681810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/SsqaCYHiGtI/AAAAAAAAAJs/Wtf_xci7H6U/s320/DSC_0123.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We are members of Calvary Baptist Church and Abigail is enrolled in the church daycare. There is also Calvary Baptist Academy on campus and their mascot is the Cavalier. This week was homecoming for the school and all the kids participated. I thought about how this is the school where Abigail will be attending and why not go ahead and dress her up for her first homecoming week. Friday was spirit day, so I had a friend make a bow band with Calvary's green and yellow colors. And below was the end product. The daycare ladies loved her and paraded her around the academy so proud. She won for having the most spirit on Spirit Day!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389289566009965410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/SsqaTn2-O2I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/sEYQzd6Hpcs/s320/DSC_0120.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209860022754230414-6887691133503610452?l=adoringabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/6887691133503610452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/2009/10/shes-got-spirit.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default/6887691133503610452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default/6887691133503610452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/2009/10/shes-got-spirit.html' title='She&apos;s got the Spirit!'/><author><name>wyndie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488927235088620216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/ShidyO-nHrI/AAAAAAAAABI/az1hKNCKW6k/S220/wyndie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/SsqaCYHiGtI/AAAAAAAAAJs/Wtf_xci7H6U/s72-c/DSC_0123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209860022754230414.post-4972284581135967617</id><published>2009-10-05T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T18:01:52.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photoshoot with Lacey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/SsqV2HBodEI/AAAAAAAAAJU/SuSlqoXOBbU/s1600-h/DSC_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389284660933588034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/SsqV2HBodEI/AAAAAAAAAJU/SuSlqoXOBbU/s320/DSC_0002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I purchased a pretty fall dress and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;bow band&lt;/span&gt; for our precious Abigail. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt;... we had to have a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;photo shoot&lt;/span&gt; and Lacey joined in! Too much fun as you can see! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389285620159523010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/SsqWt8a6qMI/AAAAAAAAAJk/uH3WIpkg1MI/s320/DSC_0083.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389285050040876290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/SsqWMwkCfQI/AAAAAAAAAJc/GTFmhuM2_zI/s320/DSC_0108.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209860022754230414-4972284581135967617?l=adoringabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/4972284581135967617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/2009/10/photoshoot-with-lacey.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default/4972284581135967617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default/4972284581135967617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/2009/10/photoshoot-with-lacey.html' title='Photoshoot with Lacey'/><author><name>wyndie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488927235088620216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/ShidyO-nHrI/AAAAAAAAABI/az1hKNCKW6k/S220/wyndie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/SsqV2HBodEI/AAAAAAAAAJU/SuSlqoXOBbU/s72-c/DSC_0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209860022754230414.post-4171617142601409553</id><published>2009-09-22T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T18:21:54.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GiGi and PawPaw's Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/Srly3mtSrQI/AAAAAAAAAIU/zHmeVHy9ZYA/s1600-h/DSC_0040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384461129107025154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/Srly3mtSrQI/AAAAAAAAAIU/zHmeVHy9ZYA/s320/DSC_0040.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My parents came to visit and spend some much needed time with their AbiLou! We were very glad to have them visit and of course there is nothing like mama's cooking and daddy's loving! Here are a few great photos of them with Abigail. We already miss them and can't wait to see them again! Thanks for driving such a long way to see us GiGi and PawPaw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384461545210413090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/SrlzP00EgCI/AAAAAAAAAIc/-7nSjVH5nWs/s320/DSC_0173.JPG" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384462527357674722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/Srl0I_mOZOI/AAAAAAAAAIk/XEuq_3dX00Q/s320/DSC_0026.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384463319010544994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/Srl03Eu-jWI/AAAAAAAAAI0/mh6uRNwQILk/s320/DSC_0035.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209860022754230414-4171617142601409553?l=adoringabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/4171617142601409553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/2009/09/gigi-and-pawpaws-visit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default/4171617142601409553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default/4171617142601409553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/2009/09/gigi-and-pawpaws-visit.html' title='GiGi and PawPaw&apos;s Visit'/><author><name>wyndie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488927235088620216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/ShidyO-nHrI/AAAAAAAAABI/az1hKNCKW6k/S220/wyndie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/Srly3mtSrQI/AAAAAAAAAIU/zHmeVHy9ZYA/s72-c/DSC_0040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209860022754230414.post-3282895288633244111</id><published>2009-09-22T14:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T14:53:48.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Taste of Cereal!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/SrlHVLiUerI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Xo37S8Ydh-Q/s1600-h/DSC_0153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384413258697702066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/SrlHVLiUerI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Xo37S8Ydh-Q/s320/DSC_0153.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abigail does not like cereal!! We tried to feed it to her and each time she confirmed by the looks she gave us, that she prefers her bottle for now!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209860022754230414-3282895288633244111?l=adoringabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/3282895288633244111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-taste-of-cereal.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default/3282895288633244111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default/3282895288633244111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-taste-of-cereal.html' title='First Taste of Cereal!'/><author><name>wyndie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488927235088620216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/ShidyO-nHrI/AAAAAAAAABI/az1hKNCKW6k/S220/wyndie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/SrlHVLiUerI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Xo37S8Ydh-Q/s72-c/DSC_0153.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209860022754230414.post-3245957788315916509</id><published>2009-09-22T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T18:21:06.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Months Old &amp; a Chunky Monkey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/SrlF_h8x93I/AAAAAAAAAH8/0-cqDzn25Z4/s1600-h/DSC_0080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384411787245516658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/SrlF_h8x93I/AAAAAAAAAH8/0-cqDzn25Z4/s320/DSC_0080.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sweet &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;AbiLou&lt;/span&gt; is 4 months old and so much fun! We are enjoying every minute of her smiles, laughs, and coos. She has said her first word: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;DA&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Dee&lt;/span&gt;! No surprise there! She loves her Daddy! She is now 16lbs! Yes, she is a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;chunky&lt;/span&gt; monkey and I love every roll there is on her body. The quite evenings are now filled with baby talk and we love it! She is almost sitting up alone and reaching for everything! The greatest thing is watching her explore everything for the first time. She is very curious and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;observant&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;AbiLou&lt;/span&gt; is still having trouble with her kidneys, but we are remaining positive. I find myself wondering what life was like before Abigail. She has been so much fun for Staten and I. We always have had laughter in our marriage, but it has increased since the arrive of our little blessing. Our life is more fulfilling because of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384464889702570514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/Srl2SgBI2hI/AAAAAAAAAI8/r5dJM2t9SRU/s320/DSC_0075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384465659414687714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/Srl2_Tazr-I/AAAAAAAAAJE/RoFbjc0iDtA/s320/DSC_0111.JPG" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384466209754336386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/Srl3fVmATII/AAAAAAAAAJM/xAw2ryfEecg/s320/DSC_0063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209860022754230414-3245957788315916509?l=adoringabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/3245957788315916509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/2009/09/4-months-old-chunky-monkey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default/3245957788315916509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default/3245957788315916509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/2009/09/4-months-old-chunky-monkey.html' title='4 Months Old &amp; a Chunky Monkey!'/><author><name>wyndie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488927235088620216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/ShidyO-nHrI/AAAAAAAAABI/az1hKNCKW6k/S220/wyndie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/SrlF_h8x93I/AAAAAAAAAH8/0-cqDzn25Z4/s72-c/DSC_0080.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209860022754230414.post-5272918112697123887</id><published>2009-08-19T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T16:12:18.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AbiLou is 3 months old!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/SoyjelmYjvI/AAAAAAAAAG0/yVJtNXQyxMM/s1600-h/DSCN7304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371848201430666994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/SoyjelmYjvI/AAAAAAAAAG0/yVJtNXQyxMM/s320/DSCN7304.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In the left corner of the recliner, we have Abigail weighing in at 14 pounds! In the right corner, we have Pinkie, who is light as feather!! Yes people, our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;AbiLou&lt;/span&gt; is 14 pounds and we are loving it!! She is a very healthy and happy baby! We have found that she has &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;VUR&lt;/span&gt;, which is reflux of the kidneys. With prayer and medication, hopefully she will grow out of it. She is smiling and cooing so much now. It is the sweetest sound I have ever heard. Her hair is finally growing in a little, but she still looks like an old man from the back! She is sleeping in her bouncy set as I'm typing this post. She has a death grip on her rattle and looks so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;peacful&lt;/span&gt; and sweet. These days are passing quickly and I am trying to capture every minute of it! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371851293980672130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/SoymSmPwwII/AAAAAAAAAHs/Htz-KGDILl0/s320/abi-martha-richard1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371850064446638658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/SoylLB4ASkI/AAAAAAAAAHc/X7aXpIywnzE/s320/DSCN7323.JPG" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371851815922160370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/Soymw-oT0vI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Cj9z-EgHKuE/s320/DSCN7346.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/SoykOVuDpPI/AAAAAAAAAHM/z5vxEiHaL6g/s1600-h/DSCN7323.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209860022754230414-5272918112697123887?l=adoringabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/5272918112697123887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/2009/08/abilou-is-3-months-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default/5272918112697123887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default/5272918112697123887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/2009/08/abilou-is-3-months-old.html' title='AbiLou is 3 months old!!!'/><author><name>wyndie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488927235088620216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/ShidyO-nHrI/AAAAAAAAABI/az1hKNCKW6k/S220/wyndie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/SoyjelmYjvI/AAAAAAAAAG0/yVJtNXQyxMM/s72-c/DSCN7304.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209860022754230414.post-5368345876761658915</id><published>2009-08-08T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T20:16:29.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There is something to be said about being a Daddy's Girl!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/Sn4_CzLjHrI/AAAAAAAAAGs/n8JIJZu-1sk/s1600-h/DSCN0445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 313px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367797123203145394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/Sn4_CzLjHrI/AAAAAAAAAGs/n8JIJZu-1sk/s320/DSCN0445.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am the perfect example of a Daddy's Girl! Now my own little girl has become one too! It doesn't get old watching Abby Lou and her Daddy together. Each night, the two of them sit together and watch TV or chat, he sometimes feeds her, and most of the time he rocks her to sleep. I love it and thank God each night that Staten is the father of my child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day Abigail was born, she was screaming as they put her on the scales. Staten walked over to her and called her name and she immediately stopped crying and turned her head directly toward him and their connection was made. I know the love of a father and the comfort of being rocked and hugged by strong arms and I am so thankful our child has that too! She has two fathers that love her unconditionally: Staten and our heavenly father, God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/Sn46QqXTKOI/AAAAAAAAAGc/hGetxEk88Ik/s1600-h/DSCN7276_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 283px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 209px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367791863796541666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/Sn46QqXTKOI/AAAAAAAAAGc/hGetxEk88Ik/s320/DSCN7276_edited.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just an update: Abby Lou is growing each day! Mostly in length. She is standing really well with help balancing. I sometimes think she is going to walk before she crawls! Thanks to Aunt Wendy, we have an activity center to sit her in to play and she really enjoys it! She is cooing and trying to mock our facial expressions. She is now sleeping in her crib, in her room and majority of the time sleeping through the night. Her wake time is somewhere between 4:30-6:30am. More to come!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209860022754230414-5368345876761658915?l=adoringabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/5368345876761658915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/2009/08/there-is-something-to-be-said-about.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default/5368345876761658915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default/5368345876761658915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/2009/08/there-is-something-to-be-said-about.html' title='There is something to be said about being a Daddy&apos;s Girl!!'/><author><name>wyndie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488927235088620216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/ShidyO-nHrI/AAAAAAAAABI/az1hKNCKW6k/S220/wyndie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/Sn4_CzLjHrI/AAAAAAAAAGs/n8JIJZu-1sk/s72-c/DSCN0445.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209860022754230414.post-750619644547512548</id><published>2009-07-24T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T20:10:23.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fat Cheeks!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/Smp3gfPRp_I/AAAAAAAAAFk/yn1cR5CvmNM/s1600-h/DSCN7230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362229706363086834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/Smp3gfPRp_I/AAAAAAAAAFk/yn1cR5CvmNM/s320/DSCN7230.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love that my child is healthy!!! I mean well fed!! Her double chin and fat cheeks make me so happy and smile each time I look at her!! I can't imagine what our life would be like without her!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209860022754230414-750619644547512548?l=adoringabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/750619644547512548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/2009/07/fat-cheeks.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default/750619644547512548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default/750619644547512548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/2009/07/fat-cheeks.html' title='Fat Cheeks!!'/><author><name>wyndie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488927235088620216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/ShidyO-nHrI/AAAAAAAAABI/az1hKNCKW6k/S220/wyndie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/Smp3gfPRp_I/AAAAAAAAAFk/yn1cR5CvmNM/s72-c/DSCN7230.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209860022754230414.post-6333061987031315327</id><published>2009-07-24T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T20:03:50.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day for Abigail and Mama!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I started back to work on Monday and Abigail had her first day of "school" the same day. I was afraid of being like other moms on their first day back to work: crying, sad, and filled with anxiety of leaving my baby with strangers. So, last week Abby Lou and I went to her daycare and met with the sweet ladies who would be keeping her in the nursery. Ms. Pat and Ms. Earlene were sooo sweet and Abigail seemed to really like them. This made me feel much better about leaving her! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday morning came and I have to say I was ready! Ready to see if I could handle leaving her and working full-time! Positive energy surround me okay!! No negative thoughts!!! I prayed the night before - "Lord, I gave her to you the day I found out I was pregnant and I'm not going to worry because after all the daycare is at our church, which is Your house, so what better place to leave her each day!!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abigail slept through that night and I had to wake her the next morning to get her ready, which is unusual. She did not smile all morning! I figured she was mad at me for going back to work. Below is the photo I took before we left that morning. She wasn't happy! I remained positive. I could do this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We arrive at school and as I am handing over our little sweet pea, she projectile vomits all over me three times!! All over my work clothes, carpet, and all over herself. Great!!! Still remaining positive!!! I went home and changed and then finally made my way to work. No tears! Positive, positive, positive!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 o'clock could not come fast enough!! The first words out of Ms. Pat's mouth were, "She has slept all day!!!" I knew right away she wasn't describing my nosey child who stays awake to make sure she doesn't miss anything! My first thought, fever! Yep! 101.3! Okay, ready for breakdown. I called the her doctor's office and they wanted to see her the next morning. She had an ear infection! I thought to myself, what kind of mother am I? My child is 10 weeks old and now has had two infections! What am I doing wrong?? The doctor let me know her immune system was just low from the UTI and couldn't fight the bacteria that invaded her little ear!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abigail is better now and when I picked her up from school yesterday, Ms. Pat said "She has stayed awake all day visiting with us!" Okay, thank you Lord, this is my child she is describing! We are back in business!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362227862315356290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/Smp11JoCUII/AAAAAAAAAFc/MZNY9G-mfeQ/s320/DSCN7236.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209860022754230414-6333061987031315327?l=adoringabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/6333061987031315327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/2009/07/first-day-for-abigail-and-mama.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default/6333061987031315327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default/6333061987031315327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/2009/07/first-day-for-abigail-and-mama.html' title='First Day for Abigail and Mama!'/><author><name>wyndie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488927235088620216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/ShidyO-nHrI/AAAAAAAAABI/az1hKNCKW6k/S220/wyndie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/Smp11JoCUII/AAAAAAAAAFc/MZNY9G-mfeQ/s72-c/DSCN7236.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209860022754230414.post-6381102376111140813</id><published>2009-07-14T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T20:01:18.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Months Old! Oh My!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/Sl09S74-aRI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WDJA9jYVgKg/s1600-h/DSCN7185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 268px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 201px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358506527164360978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/Sl09S74-aRI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WDJA9jYVgKg/s320/DSCN7185.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our darling child has had an eventful 2 month birthday! Staten, Abigail, and I left for Georgia to visit our families on July 3. We had planned to see my family first, visit a couple days, and then travel to see his family, and spend the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;remainder&lt;/span&gt; of the time visiting them. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Monday night, Abigail had a fever of 101.0 - we didn't panic. This was the first time she has ever had fever. We gave her Tylenol and stayed up with her most of the night, because the fever would not go down. As of the next morning, her temperature was 102.6! Freak out time!! Not just because she is running a high fever, but because we are 800 miles from her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pediatrician&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, our home, and comfort zone. After making a call to her doctor, we visited the nearby Urgent Care Center, where our sweet baby was poked 5 times with a needle. The doctor gave us two options: 1) put her in the hospital immediately. 2) give her a shot and leave for Louisiana so Abigail's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pediatrician&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; can see her the next morning. We chose option two and drove through the night - 14 hrs - finally to see her doctor to find out she had a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;UTI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Everyone was thinking &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;meningitis&lt;/span&gt; due to her high white blood cell count. Thank the Lord no spinal tap was done!!! She is getting better now, but that was the most horrible experience! I felt like I had failed my baby!! Her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pediatrician&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; stated that this happens a lot with baby girls and that this probably will not be her last &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;UTI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Please Lord let it be! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We did get to visit my family, but not Staten's family. We really, really wanted his family to met her. Hopefully soon!!! Below are a few photos before she became sick. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/Sl05X93btxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/5kr9fPxawjo/s1600-h/DSCN7076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358502215547598610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/Sl05X93btxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/5kr9fPxawjo/s320/DSCN7076.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my cousin Teddy and I with our girls, Abigail and Lois! They were born 4 weeks apart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/Sl05nYrxWCI/AAAAAAAAAEk/qD9XMp2u0HM/s1600-h/DSCN7085.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/Sl06VjPG3DI/AAAAAAAAAEs/H-N8o8wc9no/s1600-h/DSCN7081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 179px; HEIGHT: 264px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358503273551027250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/Sl06VjPG3DI/AAAAAAAAAEs/H-N8o8wc9no/s320/DSCN7081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/Sl06yqTYpoI/AAAAAAAAAE0/smRVmIH3f7g/s1600-h/DSCN7107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 186px; HEIGHT: 263px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358503773664224898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/Sl06yqTYpoI/AAAAAAAAAE0/smRVmIH3f7g/s320/DSCN7107.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our little sweet pea with her Aunt Gina and Great Grandmother, Maw-Maw!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/Sl07LdQ6Q5I/AAAAAAAAAE8/D7oW5dwXEzw/s1600-h/DSCN7144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358504199660913554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/Sl07LdQ6Q5I/AAAAAAAAAE8/D7oW5dwXEzw/s320/DSCN7144.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abigail getting a taste of an orange &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pop sickle from her GiGi&lt;/span&gt;! She loved it, but later I think she got brain &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;freeze&lt;/span&gt;! This is what Grandmas are for: giving you things Mama will not!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/Sl07rqd0jeI/AAAAAAAAAFE/i4FaSx_E0Jc/s1600-h/DSCN7165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358504752960540130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/Sl07rqd0jeI/AAAAAAAAAFE/i4FaSx_E0Jc/s320/DSCN7165.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abigail, Paw-Paw, and I going to check on the cows!!! Her first of many trips on the farm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/Sl08P4WFjsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/vbGjj94FSa0/s1600-h/DSCN7149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358505375161487042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/Sl08P4WFjsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/vbGjj94FSa0/s320/DSCN7149.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And last - Abby Lou with her Uncle &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tift&lt;/span&gt;! These two were &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;inseparable&lt;/span&gt;!! So sweet!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209860022754230414-6381102376111140813?l=adoringabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/6381102376111140813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/2009/07/2-months-old-oh-my.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default/6381102376111140813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default/6381102376111140813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/2009/07/2-months-old-oh-my.html' title='2 Months Old! Oh My!'/><author><name>wyndie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488927235088620216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/ShidyO-nHrI/AAAAAAAAABI/az1hKNCKW6k/S220/wyndie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/Sl09S74-aRI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WDJA9jYVgKg/s72-c/DSCN7185.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209860022754230414.post-2849370744907468510</id><published>2009-06-30T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T19:09:41.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Like Father, Like Daughter!</title><content type='html'>I do not have an interesting story to go with this photograph, but I wanted to share it. I think it is too cute. Father and daughter watching television.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353307873988514834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/SkrFJfpjFBI/AAAAAAAAAD8/M55mKVqYl-4/s320/DSCN7035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209860022754230414-2849370744907468510?l=adoringabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/2849370744907468510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/2009/06/like-father-like-daughter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default/2849370744907468510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default/2849370744907468510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/2009/06/like-father-like-daughter.html' title='Like Father, Like Daughter!'/><author><name>wyndie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488927235088620216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/ShidyO-nHrI/AAAAAAAAABI/az1hKNCKW6k/S220/wyndie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/SkrFJfpjFBI/AAAAAAAAAD8/M55mKVqYl-4/s72-c/DSCN7035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209860022754230414.post-6998746398071601441</id><published>2009-06-30T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T19:11:15.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Granny Pat's Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/SkrDopfv9yI/AAAAAAAAAD0/zwtekSuC2Ho/s1600-h/DSCN7059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353306210184460066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/SkrDopfv9yI/AAAAAAAAAD0/zwtekSuC2Ho/s320/DSCN7059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A couple years ago, I met this absolutely wonderful, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;thoughtful&lt;/span&gt;, sweet, creative, and loving lady. She and I made fast friends and share a treasured friendship. Ms. Pat is a talented quilter and can do most anything she sets her mind to! Every other Monday, I, along with many other women, drive to her home for our Sewing Circle. She has always been Ms. Pat to me, but now she is Granny Pat to Abigail. Granny Pat surprised us with a visit! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Aren&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/SkrB_owjuzI/AAAAAAAAADM/_5XwlM2oe3Q/s1600-h/DSCN7055.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;t they cute together!!!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/SkrC2Hh3BUI/AAAAAAAAADk/cNOhANuD-70/s1600-h/DSCN7059.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209860022754230414-6998746398071601441?l=adoringabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/6998746398071601441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/2009/06/granny-pats-visit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default/6998746398071601441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default/6998746398071601441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/2009/06/granny-pats-visit.html' title='Granny Pat&apos;s Visit'/><author><name>wyndie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488927235088620216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/ShidyO-nHrI/AAAAAAAAABI/az1hKNCKW6k/S220/wyndie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/SkrDopfv9yI/AAAAAAAAAD0/zwtekSuC2Ho/s72-c/DSCN7059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209860022754230414.post-228609137265467098</id><published>2009-06-24T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T14:53:26.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Staten First Father's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/SkKd9YyY2BI/AAAAAAAAAC0/3CMXi51o4ws/s1600-h/DSCN7028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351012985220945938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/SkKd9YyY2BI/AAAAAAAAAC0/3CMXi51o4ws/s320/DSCN7028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I asked Staten what he would like for Father's Day and he suggested another fishing reel. Okay, easy enough. So, Abigail and I met a friend down at the boardwalk on Saturday for lunch. I decided to be brave and face the 95 degree weather and head for Bass Pro Shop afterwards by myself with Abby Lou of course. By the time I had made it into the store, she was fussy. Understandbly since she was covered in sweat and hungry. After choosing the gift, I found a corner with a bench and fed her and rocked her back to sleep. I was very nervous about this. I feel like each time we are in a store, she is going to have this major breakdown that I am not going to be able to handle. But that day, we made it through together. We listened to a lecture on saltwater and freshwater fish. This was Abigail's first of many, many times going to Bass Pro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abigail has started smiling at us when we talk to her. It is the most beautiful site I have ever seen. I didn't think I could love her any more than I did the day she was born, but now that she is smiling and chooing-there are no words to describe how much I love her! She is our little blessing! Oh yeah, someone asked Staten on Father's Day what did he get, he replied "A big smile from Abigail!" It goes to show that material things aren't important, it is the little things that matter most.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209860022754230414-228609137265467098?l=adoringabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/228609137265467098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/2009/06/staten-first-fathers-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default/228609137265467098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default/228609137265467098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/2009/06/staten-first-fathers-day.html' title='Staten First Father&apos;s Day'/><author><name>wyndie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488927235088620216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/ShidyO-nHrI/AAAAAAAAABI/az1hKNCKW6k/S220/wyndie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/SkKd9YyY2BI/AAAAAAAAAC0/3CMXi51o4ws/s72-c/DSCN7028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209860022754230414.post-1936066680229694890</id><published>2009-06-14T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T12:38:35.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Month Old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/SjVQ32aVkfI/AAAAAAAAACs/Bk3COBVP6i8/s1600-h/DSCN7019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347269053001339378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/SjVQ32aVkfI/AAAAAAAAACs/Bk3COBVP6i8/s320/DSCN7019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As of June 8, Abigail is one month old. I can't believe it. Everyone is right when they say that time passes so quickly! Her one month check up went well. She is now 10 lbs and 21 1/2" long! The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pediatrician&lt;/span&gt; said she was right on track and doing great! She does have sensitive skin and we just have to watch that. No problems though. I am including a photo of Abby with her pink elephant that her Aunt Gina gave her. Each month, I plan to take a photo of her with the elephant to record who big she is getting.&lt;br /&gt;We had a good week. Abigail and I went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;-Mart all by ourselves. I was very nervous, but we did good. Jennifer is right. It is all about the time of day and her napping schedule. We also went to see Staten at work. She got to see him type on a typewriter. I didn't know those were still around.&lt;br /&gt;It was a good week. She is very fussy still and the evening time is the worst! But hopefully her tummy is adjusting. It is so stressful to not be able to do anything to help make her feel better. We try everything. Whatever works one night usually doesn't work the next. She does enjoy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bath time&lt;/span&gt; and we are told that helps. One day at a time!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209860022754230414-1936066680229694890?l=adoringabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/1936066680229694890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/2009/06/1-month-old.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default/1936066680229694890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default/1936066680229694890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/2009/06/1-month-old.html' title='1 Month Old!'/><author><name>wyndie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488927235088620216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/ShidyO-nHrI/AAAAAAAAABI/az1hKNCKW6k/S220/wyndie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/SjVQ32aVkfI/AAAAAAAAACs/Bk3COBVP6i8/s72-c/DSCN7019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209860022754230414.post-8387376869022549392</id><published>2009-06-07T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T14:56:30.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Wonderful Suprise! Aunt Brit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Friday at noon, I was feeding Abigail in the pj's still. Staten, I thought, was still at work. No. Out of the blue, he came in the house and said "I have someone who wanted to see you." I was totally confused. First, he is suppose to be at work. Second, who wants to see me this time of day. Everyone I know are at work. In walks my best friend from Georgia, Brittany, aka Aunt Brit. I can not tell you how excited and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; I was to see her! She and Staten had been planning to surprise me since Abigail was born. I went to bed Friday night thanking God for such a great friend and for a husband who always knows how to make me smile! They are both awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a great weekend and Aunt Brit and Abby Lou spent lots of quality time together. Below are a few snapshots from the weekend!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344762288075083394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/Sixo-7WejoI/AAAAAAAAACc/BkAQ3pwQR70/s320/IMG_1495.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344762588520073954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/SixpQamJSuI/AAAAAAAAACk/_HIMJ4tpdXM/s320/IMG_1514.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209860022754230414-8387376869022549392?l=adoringabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/8387376869022549392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/2009/06/our-wonderful-suprise-aunt-brit.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default/8387376869022549392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default/8387376869022549392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/2009/06/our-wonderful-suprise-aunt-brit.html' title='Our Wonderful Suprise! Aunt Brit'/><author><name>wyndie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488927235088620216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/ShidyO-nHrI/AAAAAAAAABI/az1hKNCKW6k/S220/wyndie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/Sixo-7WejoI/AAAAAAAAACc/BkAQ3pwQR70/s72-c/IMG_1495.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209860022754230414.post-6743810753172098183</id><published>2009-05-31T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T18:55:25.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Staten's 1st time alone with Abigail</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I love to go to the movies. Since the birth of Abigail, I haven't gone to the theater. I have two girls that I usually go to the movies with other than Staten. We decided to go today at 3pm. Staten said he didn't mind watching Abigail. I would go straight there and straight back. No problem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way home, I called Staten to find out how they were getting along. He said really good. He had already fed her and she was asleep again. Then he said - "Oh, she had another blowout. Really big blowout." He said it went almost all the way up to her armpits, through her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;onesie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and blanket. The funny part is once he had her cleaned up, she got really quiet and then in Staten's words "She peed, and peed, and peed, and peed!" I laughed so hard. Bless her heart! I know she felt much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so blessed to have a husband that doesn't mind the poop, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;spit up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, crying, and waking up at any hour to help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh-I am posting a few photos of Abigail I took yesterday. We have a sweet, pretty girl. Can you tell I am a proud Mama???&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342131932421990498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/SiMQsE9IqGI/AAAAAAAAACM/VDsrWP9LHLY/s320/DSC_0169.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342132978121103746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/SiMRo8fO2YI/AAAAAAAAACU/omvT87UDB0Q/s320/DSC_0164.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209860022754230414-6743810753172098183?l=adoringabigail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/feeds/6743810753172098183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/2009/05/daddys-1st-alone-time-with-abigail.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default/6743810753172098183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209860022754230414/posts/default/6743810753172098183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adoringabigail.blogspot.com/2009/05/daddys-1st-alone-time-with-abigail.html' title='Staten&apos;s 1st time alone with Abigail'/><author><name>wyndie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488927235088620216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/ShidyO-nHrI/AAAAAAAAABI/az1hKNCKW6k/S220/wyndie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pgO68PXmLr4/SiMQsE9IqGI/AAAAAAAAACM/VDsrWP9LHLY/s72-c/DSC_0169.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209860022754230414.post-6158133349688645528</id><published>2009-05-29T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T18:59:09.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diaper Changing Lesson Learned!</title><content type='html'>Abigail - 3weeks old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been an adventurous one for Abigail and Staten and I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We now understand why it is a good idea to change babies diapers on the changing table EVERY TIME there is a diaper change. I had been changing Abigail's diaper on my bed at night and early in the morning. I was very careful. I placed a blanket each time underneath her just in case she might have an accident. I did not however account for what to do if I am wiping her sweet behind and it is placed up in the air for perfect aim toward me. Yes-me! And I am not talking about urine ladies and gentlemen, I am talking milky, breastfed poop shot straight onto my shirt, legs, sheets, and the so-called protective blanket. I yelled out another word for poop, so Staten came in the bedroom to see what was wrong. He picked Abigail up by the blanket and carried her and half of the poop with him. Great husband right!! Yes, I think so. He cleaned her up while I changed clothes and the sheets on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staten's sister, Jennifer, also known as Jelo, came to visit this week! I was very weary about taking Abigail to Wal-Mart by myself, so I asked her to come with me to give me pointers and keep us company. Poor Abigail had to endure the Wally World of Germs. She did very good. 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