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AngEarleen
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Name: Angie
Country: United States
State: Michigan
Metro: Grand Rapids
Birthday: 5/5/1982
Gender: Female
Interests: Learning how to better my relationships, progress in the journey that is Christianity, attempt to understand myself, READING, writing, talking, VOLLEYBALL, pilates, watching Justice, CSI & Law and Order, Euchre, Scrabble, fast Scrabble, & etc.
Expertise: Apparently...that's debateable. Hopefully in two years, I'll say that I'm an expert in counseling. Yea for my Master's degree!
Occupation: Special Sections Editor
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AIM:  HersheyRush
MSN: AngEarleen
Yahoo:  AngieEarleen
Member Since:
3/12/2004
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| Born at 5:40am on Tuesday, May 27th
after 24 hours of delivery-mom says ouch!
A whoping five pounds.
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| Our wait is almost over. It's been a long wait: two migraines, one kidney stone, a lot of swelling, some carpel tunnel, one bladder infection, and a lot of trips to the bathroom...and he's nearly here. We shall not discuss weight gain ;)
So far, feeling him move, his little feet sticking out or his little rump protruding out in a little (or seemingly big) bump have been the best moments I've ever had. Each time he moves, I'm reminded of him and I've grown so attached to him already. I can't wait to meet him and all at once I know that being a mom will be the best and most tragic thing I can experience. I know I will love him more than anything, but it will kill me to know that I can't protect him from the world...from disappointment, bruises, broken bones, hurt feelings, unhealthy relationships, bad decisions, or the consequences of his choices. It will hurt to watch him hurt. It seems strange to think that this person I've become so attached to will grow up and away from me-that someday he will outgrow his need for me. I pray that I will remember to cherish every moment and to also let go without guilt trips when it's time.
I can't wait to count his little toes and smell that baby smell. I hope I'll be able to let him go long enough to let other people hold him. I pray he is healthy and that this world is kind to him. I don't have enough words to explain or express how excited and terrified I am. There aren't enough words to share how hopeful and lovestruck I already am. I guess that's why I haven't wrote a lot about it...I haven't known how to try.
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| Okay...A little help in the name department. Todd loves Keith. I don't. We have both agreed to consider: Carter, Zachary, and Malachi. I also like Michael and Teague. Todd doesn't like Michael and I haven't mentioned Teague yet-just thought of it. What do you think? Any ideas? We're running out of time! | | |
| Wow. I'm amazed at what I've learned about people since I've been pregnant...and about me too.
#1-it is NEVER acceptable to walk up to a woman, especially a stranger, and say, "Wow you are HUGE-when are you due?"--even when she IS pregnant.
#2-do not follow up #1 with, "Really-you have that much longer?"
#3-it is important to remember that your pregnancy experience is NOT what everyone else's will be like...so please please don't push every detail of your story on me thinking that will prep me for mine...
#4-do not brag to a pregnant woman about how short your labor was-ie: "I got my babies out in 2 and then 4 hours-I guess I did pretty good." (am I to assume you are more of a woman because you pushed your baby out faster than I might?!) sheesh.
#5-Pregnancy does not equal dying...We pregnant women aren't helpless and are still capable of lifting things...at least for a very long while into the pregnancy. ;) But if you do want to help me tie my shoes...I am having a little trouble reaching those nowadays. ;)
#6-It's as dangerous to blame a pregnant woman's mood on her hormones as it is to blame a woman's mood on 'that time of month'...
#7-It is not necessary to ask someone how the baby is doing on a daily basis-I mean to the exclusion of asking about the one carrying the baby...truly, your concern is appreciated, but don't forget to ask how I am doing too...I'm not just a baby incubator.
#8-Conversely...some of you never ask...It amazes me how many are willing to listen when I'm sad and down, but it seems like you aren't willing to feel joy over the pregnancy with me. This bump in my belly is too big to ignore-even for you! Please do ask something...sometimes!
#9-It might behoove you to NOT share your labor and delivery horror stories. Really, the inevitably of it is already horrifying enough.
#10-Oh the m any onsies that will come. I promise all my non-pregnant friends to buy you gifts that make sense for you...that is-I will NOT buy you yet another cute little newborn/0-3 outfit. My baby will be the best dressed fellow...for about the first 3 months. The poor kid is going to have to go at it naked after that! Ha!
Okay, now that the sarcastic banter is over ;) Let me say that the little fellow in my belly is doing quite well. He moves all the time and is growing to be quite a big guy. I'm 30 weeks now and counting down. My crib is up, my clothes are in the dresser, and there are diapers on my changing table. My mom comes tomorrow to finish painting the Dr. Seuss characters on little so and so's walls.
We have only some ideas for names. There's been no bell ringers yet...but one great thing is that I've finally gotten Todd to consider a few names besides Keith. :) So far...he is willing to consider: Carter, Zachary, and Malachi. My students have voted for Nicholas. I like Zachary best of these...but I like others that didn't make Todd's cut.
I'm currently sitting in my last MA class for a great while. I've decided to put it on hold until I stop having baby on the brain :) It feels so strange to be 'quitting.' I know it's just a hold and it's for the best, but part of me feels like I'm leaving a huge piece of me behind. Yet I am also happy to leave it behind to embrace a new role of my life.
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| Today Todd and I saw our baby for the first time. The baby flopped around, kicking, sucking his/her hand...We saw the heart beat, a full bladder, and five fingers and toes. The entire time I had to remind myself to breathe because I was so scared we wouldn't find an arm or leg. I'm amazed anyone can believe in evolution. There are so many things that can go wrong...I just pray for a healthy baby. Things look great so far. It was truly a memorable day.
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