tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75900037659848978272024-03-05T06:36:57.039-06:00The 4 BearsKimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09660268425510076093noreply@blogger.comBlogger530125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7590003765984897827.post-5972348042703164352015-06-20T16:08:00.002-05:002015-06-20T16:08:32.667-05:00All About Dad<span style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;">1. What is something dad always says to you? </span><span style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;">Be good</span><br style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;" /><br style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;">2. What makes dad happy? Seeing us</span><br style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;" /><br style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;">3. What makes dad sad? Not seeing us</span><br style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;" /><br style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;">4. How does your dad make you laugh? Playing with us and telling jokes</span><br style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;" /><br style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;">5. What was your dad like as a child? happy</span><br style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;" /><br style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;">6. How old is your dad? 31</span><br style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;" /><br style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;">7. How tall is your dad? TALL...Really tall</span><br style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;" /><br style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;">8. What is his favorite thing to do? Cuddle</span><br style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;" /><br style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;">9. What does your dad do when you're not around? works </span><br style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;" /><br style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;">10. If your dad becomes famous, what will it be for? because he wants more money </span><br style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;" /><br style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;">11. What is your dad really good at? cooking</span><br style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;" /><br style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;">12. What is your dad not very good at? I don't know</span><br style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;" /><br style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;">13. What does your dad do for a job? EMS </span><br style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;" /><br style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;">14.What is your dad's favorite food? sandwiches- he always takes them to work</span><br style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;" /><br style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;">15.What makes you proud of your dad? being happy</span><br style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;" /><br style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;">16. If your dad were a character, who would he be? Marshmallow from Frozen </span><br style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;" /><br style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;">17. What do you and your dad do together? Go on a daddy/daughter date</span><br style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;" /><br style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;">18. How are you and your dad the same? We both love our mommy</span><br style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;" /><br style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;">19. How are you and your dad different? We are not as tall as each other</span><br style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;" /><br style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;">20. How do you know your dad loves you? because he plays with us</span><br style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;" /><br style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;">21. What does your dad like most about your mom? she's sweet</span><br style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;" /><br style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;">22. Where is your dad's favorite place to go? to the movies</span><br style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;" /><br style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f7f8; box-sizing: border-box; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14.6181812286377px;">23. How old was your dad when you were born? 29</span>Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09660268425510076093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7590003765984897827.post-79006824265157588462015-04-26T21:30:00.000-05:002015-04-26T21:30:46.226-05:00And the results are in...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Remember back in November when LittleK was inpatient at <a href="http://musingsofamommabear.blogspot.com/2014/11/adventures-at-childrens-medical.html" target="_blank">Children's Medical</a>?</div>
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Remember back in January when we drove 2 hours to go to the ER to see a neurologist because <a href="http://musingsofamommabear.blogspot.com/2015/02/adventures-of-littlek.html" target="_blank">LittleK was turning blue</a>?</div>
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Since then, we have made multiple phone calls and a few more trips to Dallas for doctor's appointments with different specialists. </div>
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The last time that C and LittleK went to Dallas, they saw Dr. O. They got the results back from her genetic testing they had run back in November. What made my the most upset was that they had gotten the results from all of the testing done back in December, but we didn't get the results back until early April. From other doctor.</div>
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The verdict: a rare chromosomal mutation known as </div>
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The above link is probably the best one we've found. There are few others out there, but this one breaks it down the most. There really isn't a lot out there on this. We don't know what the future holds. All we know is that we will continue to love on LittleK and keep going with therapies. We can't change her genetics. We can't change her chromosomes. All we can do is learn as much as we can about this and advocate for her and get her the best help we can. </div>
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C and LittleK will be traveling this week to see a geneticist. We don't know how much more info we will get this week, but at least we are getting answers, which is better than nothing!</div>
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Like I said, as for now, we are continuing with her therapies and seizure medication. She is going twice a week for occupational and speech therapy. We hope to be adding physical back soon. </div>
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Please continue to pray for progress, safety for travels to and from doctor's appointments, peace for me as I'm not going to these appointments because of my work schedule, and for understanding for BigK as we are having to give her little sister more attention at times.</div>
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Also, if you can, please consider donating to our <a href="http://www.gofundme.com/h338j0" target="_blank">GoFundMe</a> account to help with medical and travel bills. C and I are trying our best and cutting out as much extra as we can, but when we have to travel at minimum 2 hours one direction for doctor's appointments, it can get expensive quickly when we have other day to day bills to keep up with as well. Thank you!Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09660268425510076093noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7590003765984897827.post-17258065659297190282015-04-06T21:06:00.000-05:002015-04-26T21:06:34.333-05:00Palm Sunday and Easter<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
Palm Sunday and Easter are 2 of my favorite days of the year. Between the Triumphal Entry and Resurrection, it's amazing to think that the LORD was humble enough to ride in on a donkey, but also mighty enough to DIE for us.</div>
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Another, maybe a little more selfish reason, why I like those days are because we can start wearing spring clothes. Yes, I'm still traditional on the whole white shoes after Easter and they get put up at Labor Day...Yes, I know, not many people follow that anymore, but it was instilled in me at a pretty young age...Thanks Mom!</div>
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So here are BigK and LittleK busting out the spring colors!</div>
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<br />Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09660268425510076093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7590003765984897827.post-90601911001043910352015-02-23T21:46:00.004-06:002015-02-23T21:46:51.316-06:00Adventure's of LittleK<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Wow! The last month and a half has been crazy! Sorry for the lack of updates...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Back in the last update, I mentioned that we were worried about LittleK turning blue at times. Well, between the blue spells, she also would have times where she would become "zombie" like and would walk into walls/tables/other objects and fall straight backwards and hit her head. We were in contact with her pedi here at home and the neuro team at Children's. Her pedi here said that the next time it happened <span style="background-color: white; line-height: 25px;">to take her straight to Childrens.</span><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 25px;"> </span></span><br />
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Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09660268425510076093noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7590003765984897827.post-28450152444083474652015-01-13T21:27:00.001-06:002015-01-13T21:28:15.298-06:00Update on LittleKI've had several people ask me about what's going on with LittleK since our adventure back in November with her inpatient stay at Children's in Dallas due to neuro issues. I figured that I would update...That and I need to do a 2 year old update.<br />
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That's right, LittleK is 2! She is 20lbs6oz and 31.5in.<br />
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While we do not have anymore answers and do not know much more than we did when she was discharged, we keep moving forward. We are in constant contact with the doctors- her pedi psych, her pedi nuero, and her local pedi. We go back to the nuero in Dallas in late March. Hopefully we will get some more answers and possibly a diagnosis then.<br />
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We have transitioned out of Early Childhood Intervention into private therapy at a local therapy center. We are continuing speech and occupational, and we have recently picked up physical. We are going once a week for the month of January until her deductible is met. Once that is met, we will transition back to twice a week.<br />
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LittleK still has a long ways to go, but has come so far. While her vocabulary has not increased, her "talking" has. She is figuring out ways to communicate with us. It is a learning process still for her and us. There are still days where we all end up in tears due to frustration because she can't tell us what she wants/needs, and C and I can't figure it out. C built her a spinning board so we can do spinning therapy at home, which her OT suggested we do. Some days she likes it, others not so much.<br />
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Our newest concern is that at times, her hands/feet/lips get really cold and turn blue. Her pedi did lab work to check her levels since being on the Topamax for her seizures. Those came back normal so they have called the nuero in Dallas to see what our next step is. We are wanting to see if it is seizure related or medication related. We are not sure at this time if any further testing is needed or when/where that will be done if needed.<br />
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<br />Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09660268425510076093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7590003765984897827.post-56827679930911246192015-01-07T21:46:00.000-06:002015-01-13T21:46:19.810-06:00BigK the 6 year oldBigK is 6! How did that happen? My first born now has to use both hands to show her age.<br />
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She is half way through kindergarten and seems to be enjoying it. The school does want to do a speech evaluation on her, which doesn't surprise us, and we know what to expect since LittleK has been in speech for over a year now. She's doing well in school. Her reading could improve, but it's a learning process!</div>
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<br />Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09660268425510076093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7590003765984897827.post-20690425372385904422014-12-30T20:45:00.000-06:002015-01-13T20:45:39.340-06:0020 Questions: BigK version- 6 year old<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;">1. What is your favorite color? Pink and green</span><br style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;" /><span style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;">2. What is your favorite toy? Dr. Bunny</span><br style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;" /><span style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;">3. What is your favorite fruit? banana</span><br style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;" /><span style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;">4. What is your favorite tv show? Octonauts</span><br style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;" /><span style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;">5. What is your favorite thing to eat for lunch? Mac&Cheese or Chicken nuggets</span><br style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;" /><span style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;">6. What is your favorite outfit? All of them</span><br style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;" /><span style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;">7. What is your favorite game? Kinect Nickelodeon Dance Game</span><br style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;" /><span style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;">8. What is your favorite snack? chips</span><br style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;" /><span style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;">9. What is your favorite animal? giraffe</span><br style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;" /><span style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;">10. What is your favorite song? God's not Dead</span><br style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;" /><span style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;">11. What is your favorite book? My Popple Christmas book</span><br style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;" /><span style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;">12. Who is your best friend? Tommy and Aidan</span><br style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;" /><span style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;">13. What is your favorite cereal? Lucky Charms and Cinnamon Toast Crunch</span><br style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;" /><span style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;">14. What is your favorite thing to do outside? play on my playhouse or new bounce house once it gets warmer</span><br style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;" /><span style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;">15. What is your favorite drink? Root beer </span><br style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;" /><span style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;">16. What is your favorite holiday? Christmas</span><br style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;" /><span style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;">17. What do you like to take to bed with you at night? 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What do you want to be when you grow up? a doctor, a kid one</span></span>Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09660268425510076093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7590003765984897827.post-81556470328897494622014-11-26T20:41:00.000-06:002015-01-13T21:28:40.283-06:0020 Questions: LittleK Version- 2 year old version<span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;">C and I answered these questions for LittleK- guessed what she would answer if she could.</span><br />
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Elmo</span><br style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;" /><span style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;">5. What is your favorite thing to eat for lunch? potato chips</span><br style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;" /><span style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;">6. What is your favorite outfit? anything she can wear shoes with</span><br style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;" /><span style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;">7. What is your favorite game? hide and seek</span><br style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;" /><span style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;">8. What is your favorite snack? marshmallows</span><br style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;" /><span style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;">9. What is your favorite animal? monkey</span><br style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;" /><span style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;">10. What is your favorite song? Whatever is on- she'll dance to just about anything</span><br style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;" /><span style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;">11. What is your favorite book? Shape books</span><br style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;" /><span style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;">12. Who is your best friend? Kyndall</span><br style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;" /><span style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;">13. What is your favorite cereal? Lucky Charms</span><br style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;" /><span style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;">14. What is your favorite thing to do outside? Swing</span><br style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;" /><span style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;">15. What is your favorite drink? Dr. Pepper (we don't get, she's super quick and will steal it!) </span><br style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;" /><span style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;">16. What is your favorite holiday? Doesn't know what a holiday is</span><br style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;" /><span style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;">17. What do you like to take to bed with you at night? Puppy and weighted blanket</span><br style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;" /><span style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;">18. What is your favorite thing to eat for breakfast? potato chips</span><br style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;" /><span style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;">19. What do you want for dinner on your birthday? beans and rice and potato chips </span><br style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;" /><span style="font-family: 'Crafty Girls'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.7350006103516px;">20. What do you want to be when you grow up? No telling, but probably a doctor or a therapist...</span></span>Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09660268425510076093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7590003765984897827.post-8460042649900776772014-11-14T21:43:00.001-06:002014-11-14T21:43:24.344-06:00Adventures at Children's Medical<div dir="ltr">
Sunday November 9 started like any other normal Sunday, but by 7:30 pm, it was anything but. We went to church that morning, grabbed a quick lunch, took afternoon naps, and headed back to the church for evening activities. </div>
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When I got to the nursery to pick up LittleK, her teachers let me know that she had fallen 4 times and had hit her head pretty hard. Now falling isn't abnormal for her. We've just always chalked it up to her sensory issues. C carried her out and we noticed that she wasn't acting normal. We decided that he would take BigK and I home and take LittleK to the ER to be checked out to be ok the safe side. </div>
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One CT scan, one IV line, and lots of lab work later, they decide our next step is have her transported to Children's for further testing and observation. Of course BigK and I are at home and in our PJs getting ready to go to bed when I get the call from C that they are sending my baby 2 hours away via ambulance. I go into panic mode. Get dressed, get BigK dressed, grab some things for LittleK and C and head to the truck to get to the hospital before they leave. That's when I realize I don't have keys to the vehicle that is sitting in the driveway. A couple of phone calls later, we have a ride.</div>
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I get BigK to school that Monday morning and call C to find out more. He said they were getting ready to go to radiology and anesthesia for sedation and a MRI with plans to do an EEG sometime that day as well. It's a waiting game. I head to work. With my phone close at hand and lots of people praying, I make it through the day with text messages with updates all day.</div>
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In the end, the MRI came back clear but the EEG came back showing epileptic activity on both sides of her brain. All I could think was how many seizures have we missed in her almost 2 years of life. I felt awful. As the day went on, she started getting back to "normal." Even got to go on a wagon ride around the halls!</div>
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They finally got the go ahead to go home early Tuesday morning and made it home around 3:30 that afternoon. She has now been put on Topamax and been scheduled with follow up appointments with several different doctors including 2 different neurologists. </div>
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Good things, our family deductible was met back in August...this is going to meet her out of pocket. One of our sweet friends has set up a GoFundMe site to help us out with medical expenses that are already coming in with several more to go. If you would like to donate, the link is: <a href="http://www.gofundme.com/h338j0" target="_blank">GoFundMe</a>.</div>
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LittleK is now 21 months old. She's come a long way, but still has so far to go. (If you'd like to catch up on the history you can read the entry <a href="http://musingsofamommabear.blogspot.com/2014/03/littleks-journey-never-say-never.html" target="_blank">LittleK's Journey- Never say never</a>.)</div>
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Newest and biggest accomplishment: she's WALKING! It is now her main mode of transportation and sometimes wants to walk rather than be carried. </div>
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She started Mother's Day Out. Though in our case, it's more like Daddy's Day Out since I'm working full time M-F. We did it to help her with socialization skills (and to give daddy time to rest after work a couple of days a week.)</div>
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She is still doing therapy through Early Childhood Intervention. She has OT 4 times a month, ST 3 times a month, and SST twice a month. However, we are going to be re-evaluated later this month and things could change. I have a feeling that OT will be cut down, ST will go up to 4 times a month, SST will probably stay the same, and we may add some PT. </div>
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I know, without a doubt, she would not be where she is now without the help of our wonderful therapists, both past and present. We miss the ones that have left us, but happy for them to start new chapters in their lives, and excited to continue with our new ones. </div>
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Earlier in August, we took her twice to the Center for Autism and Developmental Delays for evaluation to see about a possible diagnosis, some answers, and to see if there is anything else we need to be doing to help our LittleK be successful.</div>
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They were able to rule out Autism, but only because her social level was a little too high to fall on the spectrum. [Though, I'm not 100% convinced...] When C mentioned Sensory Processing Disorder, he said they just kind of ignored the question...when we go back in February (or to the pediatric neuro for genetic testing) I am going to either have him ask again, or if I get to go, I will ask myself. They did however give us the diagnosis of: <a href="http://www.minddisorders.com/Kau-Nu/Mixed-receptive-expressive-language-disorder.html" target="_blank">Mixed Receptive-Expressive Language Disorder</a>. </div>
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While there, they did an excellent job answering our questions(other than the SPD one), gathering any and all information they thought would be helpful, and including BigK in the discussion during the initial meeting. The second day, they ran her through the ringer and did a wide range of cognitive assessments. C was in the room with them the whole time to help keep her calm and to answer any questions they had. </div>
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Based on the results, she is on the level of a child anywhere from 7-18 months. With her fine motor skills(18 months) and visual reception (17 months) being the highest and her language skills (7-8 months) being the lowest. Her gross motor, while delayed was in the middle (14 months). They also found that she does have some moderate delays in adaptive functioning. </div>
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While she may not be exactly where she is supposed to be, we are trying our hardest and involving a many people as possible to be able to help us on our journey. Yes, there have been tears of sadness and grief, and I'm 100% guaranteed there will be more. There has been heartache, and there have been headaches (no blood...yet, but I'm sure it's coming). There have been tears of joy, again I'm certain there will be more of those as well. There has been smiles and cheers of encouragement (and more clapping than I can imagine). </div>
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This journey has been over a year long, and there are years to come. But no matter how long or how hard this journey will be, LittleK is perfect to us.</div>
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Thank you to those who have been a part of this journey. We wouldn't be where we are without you. </div>
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Monday August 25, 2014, 6:07AM, my alarm goes off on the first day of school. C is on his way home from work, LittleK is still sleeping soundly in her crib, I hit the snooze button, and BigK comes bounding into my room super excited to get ready to head to school for the first time.</div>
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When did my baby get so big?!</div>
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C walking his big girl into school. Fighting back tears!</div>
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Thumbs up! She was a little nervous, but super excited at the same time.</div>
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Is it just me, or does seeing "Class of 2027" make me feel REALLY old?!</div>
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After her first day. As soon as they opened the door to the truck in the pick up line, she said, "I had the goodest day ever!"</div>
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Not 10 minutes after walking in the door did she already have her uniform picked out for the next day and was in the kitchen packing her own lunch.</div>
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Please bless this school year. Be with BigK, her teacher, and the other leaders at the school. Keep them all safe, protect them against all evil, and help the teachers guide the students this year.</div>
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LittleK wasn't the only one who got in on the horse riding action. However, BigK's experience was on a living, breathing, real life horse named Rooster. She's ridden him several times and absolutely loves it. She loves going over to her aunt and uncle's house because she knows she'll get to at least see, if not ride, Rooster.</div>
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<br />Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09660268425510076093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7590003765984897827.post-47129354987735962862014-07-29T20:23:00.000-05:002014-08-03T20:26:32.582-05:00Popple Loves<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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LittleK has always been in a good mood, very calm, and well behaved when we go. Popple was excited for her to be born. He didn't get to meet her, but she will have piece of him with her forever in her name.</div>
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BigK headed down to Central Texas a week before we did and spent with week with her grandparents down there. C, LittleK, and I headed down Friday after I got off work. </div>
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Saturday was the annual Hicks Family Reunion. Then after it was over, we loaded up and headed to Waco. What would a trip to Baylor be without a visit to the bear pit?</div>
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You weigh 19.4lbs and are 29 1/2in tall. Tiny little thing. We'll get official stats June 5 at your 18 month appointment. Not so excited about the shots you are going to get, but daddy is taking you.</div>
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You still have no words, but you are understanding more. You now have an action for: hello, bye bye, night night, ta-da, yay and bed.</div>
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You can sign more and milk. We are working on all done, mommy, daddy, and cup.</div>
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You're newest accomplishments: standing more and longer unassisted, and even<a href="http://youtu.be/Goa3AuLBJEU" target="_blank"> taking a couple of steps</a>!</div>
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Today is my 6th(2009/2010/2011/2012/2013/2014). Today, 6 years ago, I found out BigK was on the way. It was Mother's Day. Not sure what prompted me to take a test that day, but I'm glad I did.</div>
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Today I celebrate with my two little girls. C had to work, but it was still a good day.</div>
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My uncle passed away last week, and his service was this past Friday. While to reason my mom came down wasn't a happy one, it was good to get to see her yesterday.</div>
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This is my Grandma and Aunt J. It was their brother that passed away. It's been YEARS since I've seen Aunt J, and the girls have never met her.</div>
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While we were over visiting my mom and grandma, we went to visit my granny as well. She and LittleK played peek-a-boo across the table. BigK drew her a picture.</div>
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LittleK took right to Aunt J. Here they are playing pattycake at lunch, but they played lots at my grandma's house!<br />
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GG, BigK, and Grandma.</div>
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<b style="background-color: white; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23.100000381469727px; text-align: start;"><i>Strength and honor are her clothing, and she can laugh at the time to come.</i></b><span style="background-color: white; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23.100000381469727px; text-align: start;"> </span><br />
<b style="background-color: white; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23.100000381469727px; text-align: start;"><i>She opens her mouth with wisdom, and loving instruction is on her tongue.</i></b><span style="background-color: white; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23.100000381469727px; text-align: start;"> </span><br />
<b style="background-color: white; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23.100000381469727px; text-align: start;"><i>She watches over the activities of her household and is never idle.</i></b><span style="background-color: white; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23.100000381469727px; text-align: start;"> </span><br />
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The one that commutes. The one that has a name badge that gets them into the building. The one that has a cubicle. The one that has a name plate on their cubicle. The one that has their name on the families insurance cards.<br />
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But I am.<br />
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I commute almost 60 miles round trip 5 days a week. I have a fancy name badge that has to be worn at all times and can magically unlock the door. While I don't have a cubicle, or name plate yet, I will once training is over. I am now the policy holder on the families insurance. [I was so stressed when signing up for benefits, making sure that I got everyone on the policy...]<br />
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I have been at my new job for 2 weeks. It's all been training, but I have learned a ton. I'm doing something I've never ever done before. Sure as a cashier, I had some customer service, but it was limited and generally the motion was the same for everyone.<br />
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Not this job. Every customer that calls in has a different question. Every call will take a different direction. Every call will be monitored...<br />
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I hate leaving the girls in the morning. I enjoy being at work, but I LOVE clocking out and getting to come home to my babies. We are still adjusting.<br />
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Ask me again in 8 weeks and see how I feel about it then when I'm done with training and set free to take calls on my own!Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09660268425510076093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7590003765984897827.post-26000115303846049242014-04-26T22:12:00.001-05:002014-04-27T16:25:24.397-05:00LittleK is 17 months<div dir="ltr">
Wow! LittleK is 17 months old. Where has the time gone?</div>
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She is 18.4lbs. Not sure on the height, she was too busy to get her to stay still long enough to get it. </div>
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She loves:<br />
Mommy milk, marshmallows, beans, pasta, her sister, daddy among other things.</div>
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She can/will:<br />
Give high five (newest accomplishment) drink from a straw, wave hi/bye/night night, will lean in for kisses when you say night night, climb on just about anything, dances to music, use sign language to tell us more, walk while holding your fingers, can push her stroller like a champ.</div>
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What she's working on:<br />
Rolling over(she can, but still struggles a bit), putting objects in containers, stacking objects, and learning consonant sounds. </div>
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Easter wouldn't be complete without pictures of the girls in their new dresses. I'm thinking this may be the last year BigK will let me get away with matching dresses. I was only able to get one decent picture of the girls together. BigK wouldn't smile or wouldn't open her eyes. LittleK was busy and on the move. We took these before church, which is good because LittleK's diaper didn't get put on all the way at church before we left and ended up peeing all over her dress, the highchair, and the floor. At lunch. At a restaurant. (At least it was on wood floors.)</div>
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Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09660268425510076093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7590003765984897827.post-86700604630266213062014-04-11T12:14:00.001-05:002014-04-11T12:14:32.219-05:00SUYL- Pasta!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
This week over on <a href="http://www.kellyskornerblog.com/" target="_blank">Kelly's Korner</a>, her Show Us Your Life topic is easy pasta recipes. In this house, pasta is always a favorite! Both Big and Little K can eat their weight in in. C and I enjoy it too. So without further ado, some of our favorite pasta recipes!</div>
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One pound of hamburger meat</div>
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After I cooked the meat and noodles, I layered my ingredients. I started with sauce, then cheese, then meat, then noodles, and continued until all was layered. Baked at 350 for 15 minutes. We ate it all. BigK even had seconds!</div>
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Found this next recipe on Pinterest...where would we be without it?</div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><u>Cheesy Crock-pot Lasagna</u></span>, because I LOVE my crock-pot! I use it at least 2x a week, and with me starting work again soon, I'm sure it'll be even more.</div>
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1 lb ground beef</div>
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15oz ricotta cheese</div>
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8oz mozzarella cheese</div>
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6 uncooked lasagna noodles(I get the no boil oven ready kind personally)</div>
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Mix all the ricotta, 1 1/2 cups mozzarella, 2 Tbsp parmesan, egg, and spinach if you decide to use it</div>
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Layer meat sauce, noodles(broken to fit), and cheese mixture in the crock-pot</div>
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Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09660268425510076093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7590003765984897827.post-41024305444205158502014-04-07T19:28:00.000-05:002014-04-07T19:28:01.946-05:002 weeksI have accepted a job. A job that will start in 2 weeks. 14 days. An outside of the home job is something that I haven't had since going on bed rest with LittleK, in August 2012.<br />
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2 weeks left of being a stay at home mom.<br />
2 weeks left of having no real routine, all though, we've got to get this figured out sooner rather than later!<br />
2 weeks left of being here for LittleK during her therapy sessions. C will take over.<br />
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1 week left of nanny-ing the little girl I watch.<br />
1 week my parents will be here.<br />
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Then it's back to work. Back to the grind. Back to a set in stone routine.<br />
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There have been tears. There will be more. My emotions have been, and probably will be, all over the place since getting the phone call saying the job was mine.<br />
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I went back to work after BigK was born, but it was part time. When I went to full time, it was at the same place she was.<br />
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This job. This job is full time. Away from my girls. C will have more time with them now. I'm jealous.Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09660268425510076093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7590003765984897827.post-43532869047192041222014-04-04T17:02:00.004-05:002014-04-04T17:02:44.323-05:00Did you know?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Did you know that 1 in 8 babies is a preemie(born before 37 weeks)?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">Did you know that adds up to 9.5% of all births, or just over 13 MILLION babies EVERY YEAR?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">Did you know that BigK was a preemie? She was born at 34 weeks.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Did you know LittleK tried to start making her appearance at 26 weeks?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Did you know that 76 cents of every dollar raised for the March of Dimes goes to research <span style="background-color: white; color: #252525; line-height: 21px;">and programs to help prevent premature birth, birth defects and infant mortality?</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #252525; line-height: 21px;">Did you know YOU can help? Will you help?</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #252525; line-height: 21px;">You can go to<a href="https://www.marchforbabies.org/kfred311" target="_blank"> my page and donate there</a>.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #252525; line-height: 21px;"><br /></span></span>Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09660268425510076093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7590003765984897827.post-62708109019076246872014-04-04T14:04:00.003-05:002014-04-04T14:04:48.938-05:00Baby BunnySaw this idea on Pinterest and of course since LittleK is sitting up and still little enough, I had to do it!<br />
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I found the ears and tail in the dollar section of Target and the sign at WalMart.Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09660268425510076093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7590003765984897827.post-56885555214329104522014-04-02T15:44:00.000-05:002014-04-02T15:46:45.630-05:00Wordless Wednesday- Autism Awareness <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Today is World Autism Awareness Day. While we don't know for sure if LittleK has it, the prospect of her having it has opened our eyes to it.Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09660268425510076093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7590003765984897827.post-34816598780664636382014-04-01T21:23:00.000-05:002014-04-01T21:23:06.412-05:00How bed rest changed me...I was on bed rest with BigK for just over a month, including 4 days in the hospital. With LittleK it was 13 weeks. 13 very long, boring weeks.<br />
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(BigK was my bed rest buddy)</div>
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Other than family and a FEW very close friends, I can count on one hand the number of people who reached out and helped.<br />
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Those 13 weeks, and really the past 16 months has really shown me who really cares. I don't know if that number would change now or not...<br />
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Before I was put on bed rest, I had a job. I had [what I thought were] friends. I had self confidence.<br />
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I wouldn't trade LittleK to have those back, but it changed my perspective on things.<br />
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Don't tell someone you'll bring food and then not. Don't tell someone you'll call and check in and then not. Don't tell them you'll take their older child(ren) to do something and then don't.<br />
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They are on bed rest. They won't be going anywhere other than the doctor's office. Call and let them know you're thinking about them. Call and see if you can come over. Pick up their older child(ren). They get bored too, and depending on their age won't understand why mom is home but can't do anything. Bring them food, especially if they have other kids. They are on bed rest for a reason. Standing and cooking for their family, while they probably want to, they probably shouldn't.<br />
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When someone is on bed rest, they thrive for human interaction. Before my mom was able to come down to help, I watched 4 seasons of Grey's Anatomy because it was just me and BigK when C was at work.<br />
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Check on your friends who are on bed rest!<br />
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