tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12463552877634369912024-02-18T21:35:47.264-08:00pete and marypete and maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00879509735179686348noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246355287763436991.post-30512368348327423292011-03-12T22:23:00.000-08:002011-03-12T22:41:20.613-08:00Photo Phun<div style="text-align: left;">My dear friend has let me borrow her AMAZING camera for a little bit, which she can do since she has gotten an UBER-AMAZING camera recently. It has been more difficult to figure out than I thought it was going to be, but I have refused to let myself use the automatic mode therefore making it necessary to learn the ins and outs. The other day I was outside at my in-laws house with Ally trying to work on my camera skills. There are a couple pictures that I was able to snap accidentally but absolutely love them.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdlClmeeiOWIpPjYVS9Kpim_TyzTrxK2N29H_4tklQUiQZE2apcu1USPBdIVGEpz0wnr9GTBXhLJwSv2jEDWS1JbaTgD_dpv5h3xzWWkVa2QsksVjzTN8hLmmDvSDVYV29y6t2HaPoBBI/s320/IMG_9236.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583448917656466370" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">I love how Ally is out of focus.</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_o4ETqVFylvC3Qs9lgiCGk3StSHuciR9aVZ6kkDPMNOTHC2kFIhNQVC9Fz3mU2_xKh2L6NZ3cVxcyC1bqaSFdnUr0A5rtUCmj8leMXVnlsX12W7hTpf19oHaMCRBS8HgN15RuX8BTcDg/s320/IMG_9237.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583448932090427762" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">It makes me feel a sense of wonder.</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaLjJAhAqykJuxpXi7XS13kvSri59rMf2Fwo1OrJIWMwOoBiM6qfchgCfBrnX_KPaWK5T2SMPA5jzydjliG8sfzYupLI8LyyuxxhcGdHfoPN_Hl1xleVQeyNgSjF-_IB4LkoU6yhCpoJY/s320/IMG_9242.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583448938070217362" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">Like that could be me playing with the red wagon.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyy7JCZoj9U1J6Ky0h7hvDHD2lNAevXtKHTtyVsF_fK_Ewv7o9Z3m8b_OLZ0BNDNSjwx6w-60B0bGRnif4qBhdDzZiP6IhjFAnofBwTKlBXsNwXBydGTkXX_oSsd__NVI1JioRyvh-eV8/s320/IMG_9238.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583448934987355090" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">Or running without a care in the world.</span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeR3pUnm60vgYDZD_DgOb0QkzwRsVtF3aurCweNEbNhNaAgDl8LKLfkrOgHlD9rMrlspC7kjRordHbNtZV71NEemEHw7vQKn-35vYNtoky6qQXcfdw7eFZSVXOk8xZkNwlbAmYPCqncEc/s320/IMG_9158.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583448944186419074" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">This one I tried really hard to do and also love it.</span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">So these are my first photos with a nice camera. It has been a really fun hobby to have added to my daily life.</span></span></span></span></span></div>pete and maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00879509735179686348noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246355287763436991.post-3902966775770313602011-03-10T18:22:00.000-08:002011-03-10T19:27:45.247-08:00A Hazard Waiting to Happen<div style="text-align: left;">We moved into a house in June and it has been non stop fun... well adventure. There has been a couple of fun projects that we have completed that have greatly improved our living arrangements. When we finally got a food pantry we took living luxuriously to the next level. Well a couple of Saturdays ago we did our first major yard work project. There was this huge tree next to our house, well the trunk of it was huge anyway. The leaves and branches looked like it was a young tree but the trunk looked like it was old. Then it was painted in some places making it look like it had been termite infested at one point. Here is the before pic.</div><div><div><br /></div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhucNeisuBqMg9_T8Ybe0XVii1pH73Qets6OH3dKby7TlOllZrT8zGtSWPittnxmGJyaBRHy_moNL7W0LBqcVuldc8aDvWEZTNua5vPP7YQwyjKD43JQLpYx6I2PS_Ek7KtZRwweO2KvoA/s320/IMG_5303.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582645656437000562" /></div><div>You can kinda see the paint to try and stop the termites. So that was the tree, big trunk and little branches. Then one Saturday our friend Calan came over and what did they want to do? Maybe play with a chainsaw and cut this bad boy down. So they go to work and what they found inside that trunk is astounding! It was completly hollowed out! There was a two inch ring and then the rest was completely gone. I was busy watching kids while the big part came down, so this is them toward the end:</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOBDA5QRc3tzrSetd7BQvCq34NxW_8sQOel0TL580sENw4JfrXK8f_4ZA8b4FLCBgnFL75JVCRKJsnIZvJtNkW1j7bDzYsMRyLvT3drwhh53kQCgntjpNYj-ooNBmvhcM5TmBlK3DzfUo/s320/IMG_5799.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582655510145089394" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">Here is Pete digging in it:</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqbfeBtzGlFJBRqJ9wsk6qJeucgZNqloPVDbQuf-lznMInA87hBn2UYkwyJvng3h9H5Y5qECVqzgwCMukZBWz9PP15Cqcu2bYJMtqWHx5opwVmZQ5frULM6IOOkJoiSJX4O_Cp-RUO2rA/s320/IMG_5806.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582645686837530898" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">Then standing in it, trying to show how deep it is:</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiklxazOhchXsWa0uytIRE79QhtOHX01yrEKldAR5eX71O4nvMAhzY8tbMbplfxL2PcSZQpP4Z07Qn3g-x-Zo2_GPJakHCffpMmLhNaP4fkyKn1w8Ahv-GatvpgbBUX2oQvWRTI-goqJIA/s320/IMG_5808.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582645684172301346" style="text-align: left; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">Here is the awesome shot of the trunk:</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMwLGr5h-h9GUjzXMUkzw3KtmqzdycO0XRaSCTlukzifeYRAgqItvN7W6oUap4cbFXhQ_EXspjZZCdTAuBskJ4AByWqTnSPFqTuuzTPdrwCSyk02W-hMdCWmVQJVQCfnjHQw-j1lBAtQM/s320/IMG_5800.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582645678159071698" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">And that is the story of our tree that was a hazard waiting to happen.</span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div>pete and maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00879509735179686348noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246355287763436991.post-23372349324441777642011-02-13T21:01:00.000-08:002011-02-13T21:22:49.046-08:00Super Bowl in the Sand Box<div style="text-align: left;">Yes ladies and gentlemen, it has been awhile. I was encouraged to start blogging again by my lovely sister Jane so this story is dedicated to her. It was Super Bowl Sunday and we were chillin' at Pete's parent's house. We were all having a grand ole time in a packed house, lots of yummy food, and a BIG TV. Ally was running around with the other kids or grandma, I was feeding Tank, and Pete was watching the game. I had just finished up feeding Tank and as I am walking out of the back room I hear some little kid say: "no, Ally isn't out front with us". Then I hear Grandma say, "no, I haven't seen Ally for awhile". Then the search was on: random people started yelling out that Ally isn't there, no Ally isn't here, no Ally isn't anywhere! It was getting to the point where I was about to start panicking and then I hear, very faintly, "Ally is in the backyard in the sandbox". I rush to the backyard just to see her with my own eyes and this is what I see:</div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBu5I8MZiYDPr_NRyHQ_6tgXiSkc6qHKBDYc07w8882_W6q38YST6qEwpK96d7W4C8oLhIxWR5phcQ0S-uYoJHdT_zl2ry7bgToCXQb2EovZghwFHAqDKEsA8uZ77RTGbX4PgZOF96FsM/s320/IMG_5761.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573410347919515618" /><div style="text-align: center;">Oh, I love my daughter. </div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div>pete and maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00879509735179686348noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246355287763436991.post-30144848851331896252010-01-03T18:53:00.000-08:002010-01-03T19:24:57.280-08:00The long awaited gift<img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI4PByIa4TVkw0sOTabmz1tgvvdJ0CbokiRrd00SULlUhC_77siy3HhUaHMptanj5SjQp3deD8Z3HdocdK_-GpRg2Pg_0WAhw-neZWqJXh9utdzLgdecsQ-_XFDOTUK4_up1RhU6SZUuY/s320/December+09+211.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422718334389713858" /><div style="text-align: left;">Before Pete and I started dating, he made me promise to make sure that he went skydiving before he died. We had been saying that it would be a present to each other for a while. It stated with our second anniversary present, then Christmas, then our third anniversary present, then Pete's Birthday. Finally, on December 23, when both of us realized that we hadn't gotten each other anything for Christmas, I said "Pete we are going skydiving on December 30 as our Christmas present to each other". We invited Jeff, Pete's brother, and on December 30th all of us drove out to the Perris Valley Skydiving Center. Unfortunately it was cloudy and it needs to be clear enough to see the ground from the airplane, When your are being dropped from 12500 feet, that's a lot of space that needs to be clear. Luckily all of us are teachers and were able to go back the next day, with it being vacation and all. And as a double bonus Steve, another one of Pete's brothers, was able to go. So we made our journey back to Perris Valley and took the leap. It was amazing! The rush and excitement of the jump lasted the whole day. Every time I try to explain what I felt and don't do it justice. Just know that it was amazing. I still look at the blue sky and remember back to the feeling of free falling and it makes me think that I won't be any less nervous the next time I go. It was amazing! </div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXD-n7rfW2P8N_1mv0e187PzjgliMif125pwxr-dtow1E3Xgvon8lidRl3kE4nJteeS7xCzaJ8ia1DBpG2JMcTa27YEjVtIp2Ik774kvRgPCV8QD3CkjLTear7A2NG-8X5i0LXgRAiev4/s320/December+09+209.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422718342720870754" />Our Little Airplane. There were like 15 of us jammed in there to go 12500 feet just to jump out.<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgupL0CXtCwIPKB55EKuy-E2PxZpU9MyZFjNAZ2o-sN_78FuyHXfJINt6vCckoGc8PQ84AHZ7aJJBPKjZZby1Be2-LRZi4eHxwliajDyyosJna3IRBiki4M30HgowLVvN8yz7VuQDUAJ40/s320/December+09+217_edited-1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422719020703515074" /><div style="text-align: center;">This Picture was backlit so I tried to photoshop it but didn't spend enough time on it, oh well. This was after our jump.</div></div></div>pete and maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00879509735179686348noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246355287763436991.post-27919170998788444972009-11-15T17:56:00.000-08:002009-11-15T18:29:47.942-08:00First Halloween<div>For Ally's first Halloween we went to our church's Sugar Rush. It was a ton of fun. For the majority of the night we ran some games. We were in charge of bowling and the game where you have to knock over the cans with a bean bag. We tried bowling with Ally but she didn't slide down the board to well. She was good at knocking over the cans but it became a little old always having to pick up the cans. <div><div><br /><div>Ally and I were originally going to dress up as Angela (Me) and a cat (Ally). This is funny if you watch The Office. We changed our minds because it would have taken planning and we didn't know if Pete should be Andy or Dwight. Either one would not have been up to date with the show but it would have been really fun. So we figured out a better threesome to be: an inappropriately dressed foreign soccer player, a referee, and a soccer ball. The best part of our costumes was that everyone figured out who we were without heaving to explain it.</div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404520056680231010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFdiflTyCu0VDL0gPtq8Z8TdumWJmf6nzDbdpWop8bEzprnLh82QdSqISdzJOOkAuG1nslUk3v1OlafnSnaf3SkprL0id70Ck_JfaTSZwHmca2jgrC8jSEfwSmpMTJXQW83Wh1Xpx_7GE/s320/October+09+142.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404520050015782482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc_Umdb_CdTu_A2Tqgj8YAJVSqTr0kd_XO-bmAwou-7y88firfsE3kY9q4OAfflwU6jkSNwvKHij5PoMu92V2OjR6m8x2iNais2CUilNegmu67k25UIWRhLun9Lqj7TNmkbj4-GbBaP7o/s320/October+09+135.jpg" border="0" /> <div>Unfortunantly I was the only one who took pictures with our camera so I was not in any. But there was a photo booth where Ally and I were the test subjects to make sure the lighting was correct. There were many pictures taken and of course this is the one that came out but it is the only one that I have of my outfit.</div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404520044329759730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJxvCs2HuY8_t1948L2OH5jSti0mlPKE49AUPU1ZZlpkGm7ZSYh1y_cOmDzMwLj6QJdYPFSBnTYHVfGDqXqtsYR4tSX60qouJRt_JfH_QJVEqrqXl9ebfXb6uTC8dhMdhMU3p6YvB_WZk/s320/16241_103712066311971_100000195331698_102287_1395928_n.jpg" border="0" /></div></div></div></div><br /><p align="center"> </p>pete and maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00879509735179686348noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246355287763436991.post-28195864005809036422009-09-09T21:34:00.000-07:002009-09-09T21:45:36.149-07:00summer: exit stage left<div>Well summer is over. Not to say that it went quick. In fact it went quite slow and I loved every second of it. It was great getting to hang out with Ally. She is getting so big and is crawling everywhere. She is smiling and laughing more as well. My favorite thing that she is doing right now is resting her head on my chest for like two seconds (she is not a cuddler at all). I thought it would be hard to go back to work but on the first day back, when I returned home Ally gave me a big smile and crawled right for me. I loved it! She makes it worth leaving just so I can return home again. If you can believe it I am not going to post a picture. But don't worry I will again soon..... All right I have to, it just doesn't feel right otherwise.</div><div> </div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379695226592671218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4g4eCamhpDW1zA-f97oz8FtbUPRyo7DVlWTySrrp90sY5C4dch5SZSn48mWWyyhPOPGQKPnaYwWQYzgfepem1xSkYLlta3dlE0ztukZv2fn5o-Hcwz5FK1szICPsNq2YHWL6sAglPqZ8/s320/July+09+496_edited-2.jpg" border="0" /></div>pete and maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00879509735179686348noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246355287763436991.post-53832232855245555442009-06-16T14:18:00.000-07:002009-06-16T15:26:41.256-07:00Wiffle Ball<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv_7w1RUI-xWF3jM9AxcGVnbTXGvLI7qC9GXfDzp5fOeFCJ3SwBgarCH8haKswst7BhTNWeIHyStHK20CYHXAQ7DPoEld-bMOlbjQmEPErdhHNLAxwBJvgOU9Lz-V9XNhXjgA6FhWsvFM/s1600-h/Wiffzards+004.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348052121519585394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv_7w1RUI-xWF3jM9AxcGVnbTXGvLI7qC9GXfDzp5fOeFCJ3SwBgarCH8haKswst7BhTNWeIHyStHK20CYHXAQ7DPoEld-bMOlbjQmEPErdhHNLAxwBJvgOU9Lz-V9XNhXjgA6FhWsvFM/s320/Wiffzards+004.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyD7vgPQmbU7tpWT6R1JgAgTFm2ndcX9HZWpgiBIpSQySjve7-se5nH8lqkLJLnBJ-H9emIvgqL6u7QsAOUl1zlmrJtxjj31JaobpTqDUv5O4m6IjB6WlJ7487McpWyW4SY1KEeViajaE/s1600-h/June+09+005.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348051593621519378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyD7vgPQmbU7tpWT6R1JgAgTFm2ndcX9HZWpgiBIpSQySjve7-se5nH8lqkLJLnBJ-H9emIvgqL6u7QsAOUl1zlmrJtxjj31JaobpTqDUv5O4m6IjB6WlJ7487McpWyW4SY1KEeViajaE/s320/June+09+005.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><div>My husband has become a huge wiffle ball guy. It started out as a little hobby where he would go outside and make a wiffle ball dance like crazy. Then he searched on the internet one day to find if their was a legal strike zone designed for wiffle ball and a whole world opened up for him. There are official rules including double plays, there is no base running, and there are even tournaments that lead up to a world series. Then we met this guy named Richard and we call him the wiff master. Richard came out to Corona and led practicies and encouraged Petey to get into the tournaments. Petey was finally able to play in a tournament a weekend ago. His team consisted of Jay Hobbs and Steve Taynton. The first game of their careers they were annihilated which was very fitting. I think it brought them down to earth. I do have to admit that the tournament was a lot of fun and the most bizarre part of the whole tournament is that I ran into a girl that I used to play club soccer with.</div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div></div></div><br /> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXttZIE3vnN4laxmCPMJneqk6YX8U5P2uGHJ5gWICIUTIaSj6WIsBIXAuWv8vBG9YyzAY4UbDVW98sXl6DF7XT8JQ97YvLTqL9GH3vkTa17jbghgdEs-wq7KlIwnovBq_Ipyuq0thuyTM/s1600-h/Wiffzards+006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348052513490463554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXttZIE3vnN4laxmCPMJneqk6YX8U5P2uGHJ5gWICIUTIaSj6WIsBIXAuWv8vBG9YyzAY4UbDVW98sXl6DF7XT8JQ97YvLTqL9GH3vkTa17jbghgdEs-wq7KlIwnovBq_Ipyuq0thuyTM/s320/Wiffzards+006.jpg" border="0" /></a>pete and maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00879509735179686348noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246355287763436991.post-48654520020031065012009-06-15T20:17:00.000-07:002009-06-15T20:36:48.713-07:00To my faithful followersSorry I have not posted in a long time. I always feel like blogging takes so much time but it doesn't. Don't worry, I am now on summer vacation so there should be many posts to come. This one we will spend time catching up with Ally. She is 5 1/2 months and is almost crawling. She has been at this stage for a while. She can go from her hands and knees to sitting. She is laughing, "talking", and chewing on anything she gets her hands on.<br /><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347761443645601730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjScIbNx6YXcqe_gQFaeynhUYHUm4jkv_kaQmV-p5OCnMh7-HPnsjLmXDuu4wDe7-P3mUinaUTP72oYxXJfA619xyi_qjHMXKjLptuiLtPHGnfeKwTr6o-UnI_8S_NpjPoc3fCDPbCCeDE/s320/Mt+Rubidoux+048.jpg" border="0" />2 Months on top of Mt Roubidoux</div><p align="center"> </p><p></p><p></p><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347762426747003826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqqGZ24Aj-QgybBYVJ7f_SbSdc_tW2awfTzYsSEW1LL3znAhzzLqyGDnE6uF2wO5mUe4n986dBoWrzOn02OYnHAhuBV1ka4c11RqIWBZhl1Dn2BA41TLvujobZXQYbsiP3bj4UwXqyWyE/s320/April+09+087.jpg" border="0" /> 3 Months on top of Mt Roubidoux<br /><br /></div><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347763262050710434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAmZjVxQcdVnJNiA7Dv0SOGbySMPxq8_L0pRZxv7EmywMvU-O-V9BttCvXe20b_xfWwce3aTOENpv-rQI4NZh8R_FdM2Sli6apocYOn5oM5TqiyjKiQSl4_7PCaJvWXN16L3zWmwVoqdA/s320/May+09+132.jpg" border="0" />4 Months at the Grandparents house</p><br /><p> </p>pete and maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00879509735179686348noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246355287763436991.post-66744577712074223692009-03-22T15:31:00.000-07:002009-03-22T16:06:22.781-07:00Ally's First Photo ShootOn <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">February</span> 14<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">th</span> we had Ally's pictures taken by my teacher friend, Laura, at her house where she has her studio. It was quite an experience. I can remember going to get my picture taken at Olen Mills when my sisters and I were still young and cute, but then we grew up and stopped going. I didn't know what clothes to bring so I pretty much brought all of her <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">girly</span> clothes and then I threw in my favorite things to put her in. My favorite picture is the one where she only has a beanie on. I love that beanie even though it's pink and I HATE pink. Having a little girl only makes me hate it more. Ally did very well at the photo shoot. She would start to cry so I would try giving her a pacifier and she actually took it! Since the photo shoot I can count on one hand how many times she has taken the pacifier again. Oh well, I kinda like the fact that she doesn't like pacifiers. Now I will show you the pictures from the shoot.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316145942669714034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyMdZqbBQEUhx_2mVCRfBCHfxB3S322ZbiaTlDATnoCQuWcnxBB90l8XyogFL89nWu5L_xIHjmjh1DjmLQyeQ92vXypJP0y0NdyPVsdiVTqWBdwDMEvCX6mSnsENZ3Nn_yqJUYObVnw28/s320/All+Ally+001.jpg" border="0" /><br /><p align="center">In this picture she looks a lot like my little sister Jane.</p><p align="center"> </p><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316146271576774482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2Ko8YvsofRlmhE4x98SkvZ4_QFOCB7JT-oLDYzxNAl-aAMeQvOngpB3WzFmDgYTpZ8H6dr6rGaiVFHuVX6Tnv8UgppAlmIvlwCIDN6w_FF0xkxnp3dHJvzt78q4eNDUMgMlL76Qputxc/s320/All+Ally+009.jpg" border="0" />She is so cute in this outfit but I also wanted to post one of her crying.</p><p align="center"> </p><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316146653585512178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh83eHxxD7vyzikJqRjSoPBB7vIBn2W25MhOMlBi91Y1X30rF4sG9EV2fsl3dDu26EZB0MdRDVxyp4vq1dZ5_7CSEpNDYAzj6YM8IgjneAD8SGbThrf1Qwooe3cqzd9qsLS9_MYAojYfaQ/s320/All+Ally+015.jpg" border="0" />We use that bathrobe all the time.</p><p align="center"> </p><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316147048640265522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDSLBEy612E1UbCMXoiLwoYg-7nE7NqBdWZmhu9MILdmuoGFarrPAb7l72-p6IOymM3sR9kZTkcH2Dky_dCTRXguZu7S_2_L5p3bp8jypKTYfcTgE4X1MCo_ayU1_Hp6w5OCijcH6cLu0/s320/All+Ally+032.jpg" border="0" />I think she already knows sign language.</p><p align="center"> </p><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316149022096944370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9jR0mMT0dKEnIMx5detPGkhIz77zn4a8086Tb3_VhsPQnHwBTRpNJG0Rt_RksDPkrqJYl6tp85D8CdId0cW2YSJW_rqq3n80uVVmxFRqhjW9-tNGfmxJjLtoG6Jh4pCBGVFgKt9mYtW4/s320/All+Ally+020.jpg" border="0" /></p><p align="center">This is my favorite picture. </p><p align="center"> </p><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316149285374234066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxg3wMTkq7l20LCjOqbqVpWyPBPFZAuSqxXIEOr16MpZgpIr75E57nwCVbpqZA4JhyUl_uJBdsd1TYRONgYubWhwt-efPsj71xJ981AsVQh_bIZ49C7D8X4oR98cxFHGlq25m75ah4HdY/s320/All+Ally+036.jpg" border="0" /></p><p align="center">Can you find her toe jam?</p>pete and maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00879509735179686348noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246355287763436991.post-69588760865341923632009-02-12T19:25:00.000-08:002009-02-12T20:09:19.219-08:00my new hair didshortly after giving birth i looked in the mirror and was ready for a new do. as i sat in front of kitty (my hairdresser) and she asked the question "do you want bangs", instead of answering with the usual no, i stated boldly "i don't know what do you think?" when it got down to it we agreed upon shorter bangs that can't be tucked behind my ear. and thus i walked out of the hair place with something that i have never had before: bangs! my new bangs and i hit it off really well. for the first time in my life i spend more than 2 minutes doing my hair after i take a shower. some pictures of my new hair do:<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy_JyQYl3yl2z6WfUlC03Lj5NQKS3s_59vBQGiTXWplSC7mfdkXRQN9xJNuVGjj5GanB2fnuZdsDWqaCCFgQj1CTiLE1oKhId7X3S_HvC4xI618vFriAfuXZmRMBIDahDmasX-qkfM104/s1600-h/More+Ally+058.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302124279058192946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy_JyQYl3yl2z6WfUlC03Lj5NQKS3s_59vBQGiTXWplSC7mfdkXRQN9xJNuVGjj5GanB2fnuZdsDWqaCCFgQj1CTiLE1oKhId7X3S_HvC4xI618vFriAfuXZmRMBIDahDmasX-qkfM104/s200/More+Ally+058.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNG0C7kYYyP1lUjvc_lBp2D6KbYnHFEY7sfuoC5FFukPUzg6bkiuwJf_m4pIEBxeZQ-5AvWFD6FWjfWXnXXbjHXATgjOxkou-mvNKCtzv6sakspkJ0EY7Q1txJYlmI3BtmHoKV485bXQA/s1600-h/More+Ally+056.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302128163107238242" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNG0C7kYYyP1lUjvc_lBp2D6KbYnHFEY7sfuoC5FFukPUzg6bkiuwJf_m4pIEBxeZQ-5AvWFD6FWjfWXnXXbjHXATgjOxkou-mvNKCtzv6sakspkJ0EY7Q1txJYlmI3BtmHoKV485bXQA/s200/More+Ally+056.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302127830317106626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCETAQZoeIPW2GFKj2rz0qAU8AEdQeedcCb8M1nQeDwJyAzHvaIwGZgyFrRqXrbg7k6Jteeo1lc6Q7l9dRraSs5Dx2Zus-eZD1drdTnOoiJTB3jBUYQl8eva5gXjlp6QLQjkJNtoNSmqs/s200/Photo_012209_002.jpg" border="0" /></p><p> </p><p>i know it makes me look like a 12 year old and at one of the middle schools that i teach at i was mistaken as a student, but that's okay because i love my new hair do.</p>pete and maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00879509735179686348noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246355287763436991.post-73533425972076961652009-01-29T23:19:00.000-08:002009-01-29T23:34:23.444-08:00Ally Adele Taynton<div><div><div><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbmD302v_Zeck72vNumczAE-I5Ts-pO_viebV_ARwoa8TvmiPXV10X6gXMjNqv9A4vJlaS0MVomDEPqn1U2KKvYk-rzwnx9na4r1RQ8lt-P8fjY44-cGvghmHMPt95QdETP-S3-qGUqgk/s1600-h/Ally's+First+Days+021.jpg"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlOK1h9EPkwTdXeTE1nr07WRO2hI0PbpQ4qN1FYw4QMWrkv7f9ZvLxApXQBywpgVQU1s3UXp7ZVyxI8zSTnPCxuvID-0Ndg65QbXKYm6sZVsMKSU_HRxH7UBVLu4Y49SfluJNKka5QA_Y/s1600-h/Ally's+First+Days+021.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296986246800063474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlOK1h9EPkwTdXeTE1nr07WRO2hI0PbpQ4qN1FYw4QMWrkv7f9ZvLxApXQBywpgVQU1s3UXp7ZVyxI8zSTnPCxuvID-0Ndg65QbXKYm6sZVsMKSU_HRxH7UBVLu4Y49SfluJNKka5QA_Y/s320/Ally's+First+Days+021.jpg" border="0" /></a>It all started on January 6th at 9:40 am... at least that was the time of my doctor’s appointment. I didn’t think I was going to make it to that appointment because I was due January 1st and never expected to still be pregnant six days later. As with all previous appointments, this one started with a urine dip. I should have known something was up because the nurse had to look at the bottle to compare the color in order to rate it. I was ushered into the exam room, or whatever it's called, to wait for the doctor. As the minutes passed I was becoming more and more anxious. She finally came in and checked the baby's heart beat, measured my tummy, and asked if I had been feeling any contractions or anything. I had yet to feel anything close to a cramp let alone a contraction. She then let me know that I had a really high amount of protein in my urine and because I was already overdue she was going to send me to do some blood work then I was to check myself into Labor and Delivery. </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1hnl6OCRuWnaw3aQtuaAnEXQb2KMC6Io0NYihIQJu3__nBmUz1BezvO6gMD9miBGS8vIUtc7rE8LkPljHykZGRVP688Yu1_4PqUDYarOJ7FHRJcJJM8bcYs35SKTwppvYpk5HLnZUmG4/s1600-h/Ally's+First+Days+017.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296983962309456770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1hnl6OCRuWnaw3aQtuaAnEXQb2KMC6Io0NYihIQJu3__nBmUz1BezvO6gMD9miBGS8vIUtc7rE8LkPljHykZGRVP688Yu1_4PqUDYarOJ7FHRJcJJM8bcYs35SKTwppvYpk5HLnZUmG4/s320/Ally's+First+Days+017.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />As I walked to get the blood tests done I called Petey who was at work an hour away and told him what was up. As I walked to the Labor and Delivery I called my mom and she was by my side in less than 20 minutes. It took Petey closer to 50 minutes to get to my side. The doctor decided to induce me at noon and due to the baby's heartbeat dropping; I had to stay lying on my side. Petey, my mom, and I passed the time by watching the office episodes on DVD. </div><br /><div>The real fun didn't start until midnight when the doctor broke my water. The following three <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0sPv7rhpbzwrsP18bYdgvq2u9YPaj2cnpPAkI45TEBELLYfD1DFAdKlyxB-_f2b7p8Qjptf8SrtwjPKjea4hUmVmUb_jQ9IAmq_iu7DaXHU07IOJq2S2SaE6m_ZFpq3auwPrSogMVw6A/s1600-h/Ally's+First+Days+036.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296984377285039810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0sPv7rhpbzwrsP18bYdgvq2u9YPaj2cnpPAkI45TEBELLYfD1DFAdKlyxB-_f2b7p8Qjptf8SrtwjPKjea4hUmVmUb_jQ9IAmq_iu7DaXHU07IOJq2S2SaE6m_ZFpq3auwPrSogMVw6A/s320/Ally's+First+Days+036.jpg" border="0" /></a>hours were the first taste of labor that I had felt. Ouch. I then received my long overdue epidural. Although the pain didn’t disappear completely, I felt a whole lot better. At 5:00 am the nurse checked me and I was at 6 cm dilated. She came back 15 minutes later and checked again and I was at 9 cm dilated. I tried to catch some sleep but instead I watched my husband and my mom sleep. At 6:00am the nurse came back in and said “alright, it’s time for you to push”… so I did. Then on January 7th at 7:17am Ally Adele emerged into the world weighing 7 lbs 4 oz, measuring 20 inches long, and a full head of hair on a huge cone head. </div><br /><div>I can’t believe I survived. My husband and my mom were what got me through. I can’t imagine how hard it would have been without them supporting me the whole way through. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296984899840261650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUhfoyl3wniaqujZky5nwGAr1loKViPMS6zoo_XBi8kyIsLoQMwrZy-E0UkiB5eE51gcGEWHHygvy1C_K-rQm_aDQ7MYu6SerKbKrNqEEW6q57zLcyySRgoM2561kZ8HMv3B0XiaUxJvg/s320/Ally's+First+Days+043.jpg" border="0" /></div></div></div></div></div></div>pete and maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00879509735179686348noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1246355287763436991.post-18617827763657380612008-11-03T18:46:00.000-08:002008-11-03T19:00:29.032-08:00waiting on a babypete: waiting on this baby reminds me of something deep in my past... somewhere around 8th grade I hear the echos of Ricky Martin: "she bangs, she bangs, oh baby, she moves, she moves...".<br /><br />mary: just so everybody knows, pete was talking about the baby moving inside of me. She never seems to rest and latley has been moving a lot more. It's cool that every time pete puts his hand on my bump he is able to feel the baby moving. It makes me feel like he gets to experience pregnancy with me. It feels like there is so much time left before the baby comes but I know that she will be here before I know it. People have been saying that it doesn't look like I can get any bigger but I feel like I'm not that big yet. An awesome part of this pregnancy is that I have not gotten any stretch marks yet! We'll see if this continues till the end...pete and maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00879509735179686348noreply@blogger.com1