<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796290226838907389</id><updated>2012-02-16T12:11:17.826-07:00</updated><category term='Halloween'/><category term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>The Andersons</title><subtitle type='html'>Our experiences with "Parenting 101"...     

          Soon to be "Parenting 202"</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Meghan Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16231787764506548339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuY8QIuNaEI/AAAAAAAAACY/q9fM4ZhHn08/S220/IMGP3438.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796290226838907389.post-6786716413913098448</id><published>2011-09-28T16:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T16:44:27.029-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Three months in parenting 202...</title><content type='html'>Wow, haven't been on here in a while!&lt;br /&gt;Colin and I have both trashed our computers to the point that fixing both would basically be the cost of one new laptop... so needless to say we haven't been on them too much...&lt;br /&gt;So... three months into being the mother of 2. Let's just say it hasn't been as hard as I thought it was going to be. Not saying it's a piece of cake, but definitely easier than I thought. &lt;br /&gt;BUT... I've had my moments..&lt;br /&gt;Here's a few...&lt;br /&gt;1. First Sunday at church with a new baby... We has loosened the straps on Flynn's carseat while sleeping and forgot to tighten them before putting him in the car and driving home.&lt;br /&gt;Yah yah... just wait... it get's better!&lt;br /&gt;2. The following Sunday after making sure Flynn was in his car seat securely we got in to drive home. Only to realise Brant had been screaming something that we eventually realised was "buckle me in" so we had to stop the car a few blocks from the church and buckle him in. phew..&lt;br /&gt;3. I hadn't been buckling Flynn in his swing because it had a tray and it was just a hassle as I usually only put him in it when he was sleeping. I had put Brant to bed and Flynn was taking his last nap before bed. I placed him in the swing while I was on the phone with my Grandma. I was doing the dishes or something and I heard him starting to cry. I figured he would survive for a few minutes while I finished up only to come in and find him on the floor, a good three feet away from the swing. Still to this day I have yet to figure out how how he did that!&lt;br /&gt;4. Basically the same incident as the swing but in his bouncy chair...&lt;br /&gt;5. While driving home from a store I was deep in thought about something, Brant reaches forward, taps me on the shoulder and asks me to help him with a sticker. I place the sticker back on his hand at the stop light and wait for the light to change. Then... I realise something... Brant shouldn't be able to tap my shoulder while strapped in his car seat. So while trying to talk my son into at least buckling the chest strap the light turns green. So we basically drove from one end of the city to the other with only his chest strap done up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's got to be the top five most mommy-brained moments I've had so far... but also, we've experienced first smiles, first giggles, lots of brother hugs and melting hearts!&lt;br /&gt;We sure love our two boys and while being parents to two kids is a bit more work it's just that much more rewarding!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796290226838907389-6786716413913098448?l=forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/feeds/6786716413913098448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2011/09/three-months-in-parenting-202.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/6786716413913098448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/6786716413913098448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2011/09/three-months-in-parenting-202.html' title='Three months in parenting 202...'/><author><name>Meghan Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16231787764506548339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuY8QIuNaEI/AAAAAAAAACY/q9fM4ZhHn08/S220/IMGP3438.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796290226838907389.post-5020210756625838097</id><published>2011-06-16T09:15:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T09:44:33.879-06:00</updated><title type='text'>OB/GYN's... best interests of patients or wallets?</title><content type='html'>So I had my appointment with an OB/GYN this week, and it was... well, to say the least, interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Ever since getting pregnant with Brant, I had always wanted a natural, normal vaginal delivery. The ones you see in movies and tv shows... maybe without all the hitting and screaming at the husband/father part. My hopes dimmed as I was being told Brant was going to be big and how I needed to be induced at 9 days over. Against my better judgement (aka the Spirit telling me to NOT being induced) I was induced and it was a delivery out of anyone's worst nightmare and it ended in an emergency section. And to top it off it was performed by my least favorite OB/GYN by FAR!! After that experience I vowed I would attempt a VBAC (Vaginal Birth After Cesaerean) with my next child. &lt;br /&gt;When I got pregnant with this baby, I contacted the local midwives right away. And while I won't go into detail about that big mess, needless to say I ended up needing to find a doctor/doctors who were willing and supportive of my hopes for a VBAC. &lt;br /&gt;All of the doctors at the clinic I go to have been very supportive and encouraging about a VBAC, but told me I would need to see an OB/GYN to be cleared for a 'trial VBAC', basically meaning "we've checked over the patients history and body and find no reason to let her 'try'". I say 'try' because that's how they make you feel. Sure, go ahead and try but chances are you'll need a repeat section. (Well... I'm here to prove you wrong buddy!)&lt;br /&gt;At the OB/GYN's office I was appalled to find that the previous OB (the one who performed my section, and who I wouldn't trust as far as I could throw him) had basically gotten all the facts of my L&amp;amp;D wrong in his surgical report. Which give the current OB/GYN the wrong impression of how my first labour went and he judges my chance on that. But of course, who is he going to believe... The woman who was there the entire time or the dweeb who came in a ripped out my kid??&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, I was given a 65% chance of a successful VBAC, and while that's still a decent chance, he never gave me a chance to explain the situation we had with Brant and any explanation I gave he 'poo poo'd right off the bat. "It's very unlikely his neck got deflected" (Unlikely, but still could happen right?) Thanks to the previous OB, he failed to mention how baby was positioned when he took him out so we may never know why he failed to descend, although I'm 90% sure his neck WAS deflected! &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the OB didn't seem too encouraging on the VBAC front and mentioned having a repeat section more than enough! It's just hard to stay positive when they really DON'T have the patient and baby's best interest in mind. Sections are a great tool when absolutely needed, but women have been having babies for centuries and our bodies are made for it! And these two OB's are a great example of why the section rate has soared over the last few years. Sections are easier to plan, schedule in, you know how long (typically) it should take to have a baby and because mom needs more drugs, anaesthetic and hospital time, the doctor and hospital are GUARANTEED MORE money! Not that I don't mind supporting my doctor, but sections are NOT always the best choice and it's NOT natural! &lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's a flaw in the education of our doctors, being taught medicine is best, but you think because they put so much energy and years into their education you are getting someone who knows what's best, when really what's best is to (for the most part!!!) let nature takes it's course. &lt;br /&gt;While I'm extremely happy with most of the doctors at my clinic and feel confident that with their help (Not the help of a 'scalpel happy' OB) I will have the best shot at a successful VBAC, I wish that those who put in the extra time, money and years to 'specialize' in their field would be more educated in what's BEST for the patient and not their wallets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*NOTE: this isn't really a rant, and I'm not aiming this at all doctors. It's just the discovering of an area I had put so much trust in (doctors and the medical profession) has a second agenda and how they don't always have the BEST interest of the patient in mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796290226838907389-5020210756625838097?l=forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/feeds/5020210756625838097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2011/06/obgyns-best-interests-of-patients-or.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/5020210756625838097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/5020210756625838097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2011/06/obgyns-best-interests-of-patients-or.html' title='OB/GYN&apos;s... best interests of patients or wallets?'/><author><name>Meghan Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16231787764506548339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuY8QIuNaEI/AAAAAAAAACY/q9fM4ZhHn08/S220/IMGP3438.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796290226838907389.post-9003471347693517923</id><published>2011-06-13T20:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T20:31:33.152-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Update...</title><content type='html'>It's been a while.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I don't have any pictures this time, we've lost the power cord to our camera and until we find it, there won't be any pictures! Boo... we better find it soon cause we would like some pictures of this new baby!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last month has been pretty boring pregnancy wise. LA#2 has just been growing and sitting extremely low. Which is new for me! Brant LIVED in my rib cage! This child likes my pelvis.&lt;br /&gt;I keep commenting on how my belly looks so much different this time. I didn't know why, but then it clicked. This boy read the "Emergency escape" pamphlet! He's head down (very down) and butt out! Brant had his bum under my ribs! (posterior) So with this kid in the proper position I'm getting more excited about delivery. Basically because my hopes for a natural vaginal delivery are going up!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still measuring large, and my hands and feet are starting to swell. Again, never experienced that with Brant. I'm also looking into natural and homeopathic remedies to help with labor and I've started a few this week! (I'm 36 weeks) Hoping they do what they claim to do!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went camping this past month!! We went May 28 to June 3. It was a lot of fun! My friend Courtney has a trailer and so our two families packed up and went to Bow Valley Provincial Park. The husbands stayed on the weekends but it was just just girls (and kiddos) during the week. The kids had a blast! Brant LOVES camping, and mom fell in love with the idea of trailers!! ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also signed myself up for a serging class. A friend of mine was given a serger and my mom gave me hers but neither of us had any idea on how to use them. So we took the class together! It was a lot of fun, although we felt like the young 'troublemakers' as everyone else in that class was basically a grandma! I've already made a couple pillowcases for Brant, and it took less time to serge them than to cut them out!! It was sooooo easy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I have my appointment with the OB/GYN. Yay for another 'lovely' internal exam! They are just going to be checking me over to make sure I can provide enough room for baby to make his grand exit and answer any VBAC questions I have. Speaking of which I should probably go and write some down so I don't forget! (Mental note for later....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting really anxious about impending labor, but becoming more confident each day. That or just sick of being huge and VERY uncomfortable!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Summer Everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796290226838907389-9003471347693517923?l=forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/feeds/9003471347693517923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2011/06/little-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/9003471347693517923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/9003471347693517923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2011/06/little-update.html' title='A Little Update...'/><author><name>Meghan Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16231787764506548339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuY8QIuNaEI/AAAAAAAAACY/q9fM4ZhHn08/S220/IMGP3438.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796290226838907389.post-2783729155027816012</id><published>2011-05-06T12:51:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T13:13:00.470-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Curse You Genetics....  **CURSE YOU!!**</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I can't believe how fast this pregnancy is FLYING by! When I was pregnant with Brant it felt like forever and now I'm already seeing my doctor every 2 weeks. Getting closer!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had an appointment on the 2nd and I was shocked to discover I've gained 20 pounds in the last 2 months! I have NO idea where it's going! All the pants and clothes I wore when I was pregnant with Brant still fit! Ok... pants are a bit more snug, but not "You've gained 20 pounds" more snug!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My GDS (Gestastional Diabetic Screen) came back 5.7, so normal and I'm measuring huge! Here comes the "Are you sure you aren't Gestational Diabetic?" question at EVERY appointment! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm apparently only 30 weeks 6 days pregnant, but by my calculation (and like... what do I know!) I'm 31 weeks 6 days. But I'm measuring 35 weeks. (Measuring from pubic bone to the top of the uterus) So the doctor wanted to send me for an ultrasound to rule out extra fluid. I assured her it was just big baby and while she agreed she'd rather be safe than sorry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So off to an ultrasound I went. Baby looked great and, like I had promised the doctor, measured big! His femur length is already 34 weeks! I guess we're having another long baby! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some cute pictures!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4euGSYeh1IA/TcRFXO81VwI/AAAAAAAAAOk/i4VqftVuJ94/s1600/Pregnancy%2B%25287%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603680101808297730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4euGSYeh1IA/TcRFXO81VwI/AAAAAAAAAOk/i4VqftVuJ94/s320/Pregnancy%2B%25287%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DbYvH9g610I/TcRFXKpvCAI/AAAAAAAAAOc/JlJ8RucHXOo/s1600/Pregnancy%2B%25286%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603680100654450690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DbYvH9g610I/TcRFXKpvCAI/AAAAAAAAAOc/JlJ8RucHXOo/s320/Pregnancy%2B%25286%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6u3UQm04slk/TcRFW1kZDfI/AAAAAAAAAOU/fxh5FK_pHhA/s1600/Pregnancy%2B%25285%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603680094994894322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6u3UQm04slk/TcRFW1kZDfI/AAAAAAAAAOU/fxh5FK_pHhA/s320/Pregnancy%2B%25285%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xpabtlrNNNw/TcRFWtiPjPI/AAAAAAAAAOM/a7HWJ8RSPTc/s1600/Pregnancy%2B%25284%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603680092838399218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xpabtlrNNNw/TcRFWtiPjPI/AAAAAAAAAOM/a7HWJ8RSPTc/s320/Pregnancy%2B%25284%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He looks soo much like Brant did when we got Brant's ultrasound pictures! So maybe they'll look alike?? The tech said he has hair too and I got to see him 'babbling' to himself!! I was getting soo excited!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was also shocked the next day when the doctor CALLED me to let me know the results of my ultrasound! I always just assumed "no news is good news"... (For the most part!) But no, the doctor actually called my house and had a good 5 minute conversation about the ultrasound. Confirming that he was indeed a big boy and there was no extra fluid. We discussed approximate fetal length and weight and precautions we needed to take. I literally almost fell off the couch! I had never had a doctor call because "I thought you would be curious about the results!" I was super impressed and am praying soo hard that she is the doctor on call when I deliver!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But on to the title of my entry... Genetics! I shouldn't be shocked that my babies are large! I'm a healthy person, I don't drink or smoke, never have and also have never done drugs! Not that those always guarentee a large baby, but those who do those things generally have low birth weight babies. I'm also cursed with the genes of big babies! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My grandmother had big babies. Both over 9 pounds. My mother had big babies... me being the smallest at 7 pounds 15 ounces (so one ounce shy of 8 pounds!) and my sister being 10 pounds 4.5 ounces (I think, that or 14.5 ounces!). My Aunt, had she not had all 3 babies early, would have had over 8 pounds babies too! So... I'm just cursed! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not complaining, but seriously reconsidering wanting a girl! I would HATE to pass on this horrible genetic screw up to my poor innocent daughter! LOL &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT... while we may have big babies, we also, for the most part, have healthy ones! So I should just be grateful for that!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796290226838907389-2783729155027816012?l=forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/feeds/2783729155027816012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2011/05/curse-you-genetics-curse-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/2783729155027816012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/2783729155027816012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2011/05/curse-you-genetics-curse-you.html' title='Curse You Genetics....  **CURSE YOU!!**'/><author><name>Meghan Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16231787764506548339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuY8QIuNaEI/AAAAAAAAACY/q9fM4ZhHn08/S220/IMGP3438.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4euGSYeh1IA/TcRFXO81VwI/AAAAAAAAAOk/i4VqftVuJ94/s72-c/Pregnancy%2B%25287%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796290226838907389.post-4884867881856756043</id><published>2011-04-30T09:23:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T10:04:43.929-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First visit to the park 2011... among other thoughts!</title><content type='html'>Easter Weekend Colin and I decided to ride our bikes to Bower to take Brant to the park.&lt;br /&gt;It would FINALLY a beautiful day and I have been itching to go bike riding. I wanted to get a few rides in before I'm too big to go or we have our new addition who won't be able to go for bike rides for a year! :(&lt;br /&gt;So here are some pictures from our first trip to the park!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-38-xTk2PvY8/TbwtXPUngJI/AAAAAAAAANk/EE6Cm7aLBdk/s1600/Brant%2B-%2B28%2BMonths%2B%252846%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601401913815302290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-38-xTk2PvY8/TbwtXPUngJI/AAAAAAAAANk/EE6Cm7aLBdk/s320/Brant%2B-%2B28%2BMonths%2B%252846%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brant LOVES swings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zEFOpC62YCI/TbwtXRnFE3I/AAAAAAAAANs/WmYzcNzj0Cc/s1600/Brant%2B-%2B28%2BMonths%2B%252850%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601401914429608818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zEFOpC62YCI/TbwtXRnFE3I/AAAAAAAAANs/WmYzcNzj0Cc/s320/Brant%2B-%2B28%2BMonths%2B%252850%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bower Park has a fun little section that makes noise! And of course, Brant being a boy, loves to do such things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-epbcUpG464w/TbwtXhvGHmI/AAAAAAAAAN0/iw1wu4IxLaQ/s1600/Brant%2B-%2B28%2BMonths%2B%252853%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601401918758198882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-epbcUpG464w/TbwtXhvGHmI/AAAAAAAAAN0/iw1wu4IxLaQ/s320/Brant%2B-%2B28%2BMonths%2B%252853%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh man! I remember... Last year that was too much for him, but this year it was the preferred way of getting to the top!! My little boy is growing up!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_VdSTo4LagQ/TbwtX33MSgI/AAAAAAAAAN8/dV_snk3MQKU/s1600/Brant%2B-%2B28%2BMonths%2B%252855%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601401924697737730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_VdSTo4LagQ/TbwtX33MSgI/AAAAAAAAAN8/dV_snk3MQKU/s320/Brant%2B-%2B28%2BMonths%2B%252855%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Again, last year this slide was a bit too high for his liking! He needed a little motivation to go down and someone to catch him. This year he flew down the slide with ease! (He didn't even fall at the bottom!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z4KAsBDg_KM/TbwtYNzzJoI/AAAAAAAAAOE/9py2_qUmGbs/s1600/Brant%2B-%2B28%2BMonths%2B%252857%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601401930589087362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z4KAsBDg_KM/TbwtYNzzJoI/AAAAAAAAAOE/9py2_qUmGbs/s320/Brant%2B-%2B28%2BMonths%2B%252857%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Something a little new this year... the BIG BOY swing! Of course we didn't go too high, but he thought it was pretty cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can't believe how independent and big my little boy is getting! He rarely wants help with things anymore. He wants to put his own clothes on (even if it might take 1/2 an hour to do so, and a few backwards shirts! LOL), brush his own teeth and go to the potty by himself! He will usually get me to place him on the potty and then he'll hold up his hand and say "Go mommy!" and he'll tell me when he's done! We've been doing really well, even with pooping on the potty! He knows if he poops he get's his own cup of chocolate milk! So thankfully that's enough to motivate him! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;He seems to be understanding that he will be having a little brother join him soon! He'll come in to bed with us in the morning and come and kiss mommy's tummy and say "Hi Little Brother!!", he also loves giving raspberries! Today he even said "Come out little brother!" so I'm starting to think he might be grasping the concept after all! I'm nervous to see how Brant reacts to having a newborn in the house. I can't see him being one of those kids that just accepts it and moves on. He's either going to love it or hate it! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm quite nervous to have 2 kids. I'm so tired most of the time (I think third trimester pregnancy being the culprit!) and I enjoy the quiet times when Brant naps! Brant is also a little handful! Don't get me wrong, he's a great kid and he's happy 95% of the time, but he's a little Forrest Gump! He LOVES to run, bolt and escape! He'll usually run without looking back or listen to us call after him to stop! He just keeps going! He's gotten better in malls and stores because he knows that if he takes off he gets put in a cart, but outside is a different story! YIKES... and to think I'll most likely be having another runner! yay... :S!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mostly... I'm extremely nervous... no, scratch that... TERRIFED of labour! I wanted a completely natural labour with Brant, and to say the least, everything that could have gone wrong (besides death), went wrong! It was awful. Back labour was awful, c section was awful, spinal going stupid was awful and recovery was awful. I'm just so petrified it will go the same way again, especially an emergency c section! I remembering being almost fully dialated and my doctor telling me to push... and immediately my thoughts were "OK... I'm done! I don't want to do anymore!" I was so scared! (Granted, Brant was in a bad position and pushing brought NO relief!) People keep telling me that if baby is positioned right, pushing is the best part. Yeah... I don't know how much I buy that! LOL &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I keep being reassured by Heavenly Father and family that things will go alright, but it honestly feels like my first time all over again. Eeeppp... Nevermind that I'm worried that if everything goes as planned, how will it affect my relationship with Brant? I never got those first special/critical bonding moments with him resulting in MONTHS AND MONTHS of post partum and anxiety. I'm just afraid I'll bond more with this baby and have more of a special bond with him instead of sharing that equally important bond with Brant! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh the worries and woes of us mothers!! What we put ourselves through! LOL I'm certain everything will be fine and it's just pre-labour jitters.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh a happy note... It's supposed to be 20 degrees on Monday! I think a bike ride is in order!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796290226838907389-4884867881856756043?l=forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/feeds/4884867881856756043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2011/04/first-visit-to-park-2011-among-other.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/4884867881856756043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/4884867881856756043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2011/04/first-visit-to-park-2011-among-other.html' title='First visit to the park 2011... among other thoughts!'/><author><name>Meghan Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16231787764506548339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuY8QIuNaEI/AAAAAAAAACY/q9fM4ZhHn08/S220/IMGP3438.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-38-xTk2PvY8/TbwtXPUngJI/AAAAAAAAANk/EE6Cm7aLBdk/s72-c/Brant%2B-%2B28%2BMonths%2B%252846%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796290226838907389.post-8172852762872743067</id><published>2011-04-27T09:01:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T09:21:10.879-06:00</updated><title type='text'>An Anderson Easter!</title><content type='html'>It all started with a hair cut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EESP7L94G50/TbgwfzfhwQI/AAAAAAAAALs/oevOgjc93tk/s1600/Brant%2B-%2B28%2BMonths%2B%252833%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600279459591733506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EESP7L94G50/TbgwfzfhwQI/AAAAAAAAALs/oevOgjc93tk/s320/Brant%2B-%2B28%2BMonths%2B%252833%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the most part he was pretty good! Near the end, Colin needed to hold his head still!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600279466609142610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F1UySGRdg14/TbgwgNom61I/AAAAAAAAAL0/bSNPBa5Whkc/s320/Brant%2B-%2B28%2BMonths%2B%252834%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The finished product! Despite the funny face he's giving, I didn't do a horrible job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sIJpuspLw58/TbgxDpdnUsI/AAAAAAAAAL8/No5W5UJieJc/s1600/Brant%2B-%2B28%2BMonths%2B%252836%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600280075374645954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sIJpuspLw58/TbgxDpdnUsI/AAAAAAAAAL8/No5W5UJieJc/s320/Brant%2B-%2B28%2BMonths%2B%252836%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we coloured eggs! Brant really had NO CLUE what we were doing, but he had fun naming the different colours we used! He still has no idea who or what the Easter Bunny is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7CCnbpSG2oA/Tbgxk0rBBmI/AAAAAAAAAME/vQNupea1mHA/s1600/Brant%2B-%2B28%2BMonths%2B%252838%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600280645319329378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7CCnbpSG2oA/Tbgxk0rBBmI/AAAAAAAAAME/vQNupea1mHA/s320/Brant%2B-%2B28%2BMonths%2B%252838%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another shot of us colouring Easter Eggs...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1HfkHHQa-jM/Tbgx2d5RwwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/lY-3ARADNQQ/s1600/Brant%2B-%2B28%2BMonths%2B%252845%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600280948442776322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1HfkHHQa-jM/Tbgx2d5RwwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/lY-3ARADNQQ/s320/Brant%2B-%2B28%2BMonths%2B%252845%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brant and the finished product! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j-bMNFdzo00/Tbgyo_plIkI/AAAAAAAAAMU/OhXkpfq3lic/s1600/Brant%2B-%2B28%2BMonths%2B%252859%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600281816497201730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j-bMNFdzo00/Tbgyo_plIkI/AAAAAAAAAMU/OhXkpfq3lic/s320/Brant%2B-%2B28%2BMonths%2B%252859%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Easter Bunny was pretty good to Brant! He loves to colour and draw so he left Brant lots of colour supplies sure to make his mother follow him around with a sponge and bucket! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-txQV4PyYItY/TbgypJvFudI/AAAAAAAAAMc/nV7ZYXcvG3c/s1600/Brant%2B-%2B28%2BMonths%2B%252862%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600281819204663762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-txQV4PyYItY/TbgypJvFudI/AAAAAAAAAMc/nV7ZYXcvG3c/s320/Brant%2B-%2B28%2BMonths%2B%252862%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sure thought chocolate for breakfast was the bestest thing ever!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh7Sh3x2jpI/TbgypTGFrwI/AAAAAAAAAMk/BoakXPQ8PV4/s1600/Brant%2B-%2B28%2BMonths%2B%252865%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600281821717049090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh7Sh3x2jpI/TbgypTGFrwI/AAAAAAAAAMk/BoakXPQ8PV4/s320/Brant%2B-%2B28%2BMonths%2B%252865%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He eventuall found all the eggies hid by that tricky Easter Bunny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jtL04fe9tHM/TbgypuW7MnI/AAAAAAAAAMs/SBnJ2h3Qav4/s1600/Brant%2B-%2B28%2BMonths%2B%252877%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600281829035422322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jtL04fe9tHM/TbgypuW7MnI/AAAAAAAAAMs/SBnJ2h3Qav4/s320/Brant%2B-%2B28%2BMonths%2B%252877%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brant's haul! Mommy is very grateful the Easter Bunny didn't spoil him with too much chocolate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qW8bWIG3BX8/Tbgyp2QLKbI/AAAAAAAAAM0/i_Efay3XSAY/s1600/Brant%2B-%2B28%2BMonths%2B%252885%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600281831154592178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qW8bWIG3BX8/Tbgyp2QLKbI/AAAAAAAAAM0/i_Efay3XSAY/s320/Brant%2B-%2B28%2BMonths%2B%252885%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We hope everyone had a wonderful and safe Easter!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Andersons &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796290226838907389-8172852762872743067?l=forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/feeds/8172852762872743067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2011/04/anderson-easter.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/8172852762872743067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/8172852762872743067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2011/04/anderson-easter.html' title='An Anderson Easter!'/><author><name>Meghan Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16231787764506548339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuY8QIuNaEI/AAAAAAAAACY/q9fM4ZhHn08/S220/IMGP3438.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EESP7L94G50/TbgwfzfhwQI/AAAAAAAAALs/oevOgjc93tk/s72-c/Brant%2B-%2B28%2BMonths%2B%252833%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796290226838907389.post-6414482239365023899</id><published>2011-04-14T16:57:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T18:53:41.305-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Because apparently my blog is boring...</title><content type='html'>I've been razzed by a friend saying my blog is boring and I need to add more pictures! Gah... easier said than done. Since I fried my computer I haven't taken the time to move all my pictures and stuff over from my computer to Colin's. (Don't worry I won't fry Colin's too!) So today because it was so gross outside, I decided to take the time and transfer everything over! &lt;br /&gt;                              &lt;br /&gt;                                -----3 HOURS LATER----- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got everything transferred over and am updating all my pictures on both my blog and facebook! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture was taken at 25 months. He was complaining of a very sore bum, and he had a wicked rash. My grandmother mentioned putting him my kitchen sink with baking soda in it to help neutralize the 'burn'. Worked like a charm and Brant looked so funny in my sink! But he quite enjoyed himself! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xxxmiiOfS2Q/TaeLxGDHo2I/AAAAAAAAAJs/399Rxz4D9sM/s1600/Brant%2B-%2B25%2BMonths%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595594737584677730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xxxmiiOfS2Q/TaeLxGDHo2I/AAAAAAAAAJs/399Rxz4D9sM/s320/Brant%2B-%2B25%2BMonths%2B%25282%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture was taken after I noticed Brant has been quiet for an unusual amount of time. I was on the phone and I went to go check on him. Let's just say NO ONE likes a baby they can smell before they can see!! I could smell, out of his room, the wonderful odours of SudoCreme before I could even see him. Let's just say I couldn't imagine he could get it anywhere else! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gt-PDXIl4dc/TaeLxH4L3EI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/4CRwtdYn9V8/s1600/Brant%2B-%2B25%2BMonths%2B%25283%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595594738075688002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gt-PDXIl4dc/TaeLxH4L3EI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/4CRwtdYn9V8/s320/Brant%2B-%2B25%2BMonths%2B%25283%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finally, after enduring WAY too many cold days, we finally had a beautiful *Sun*day. I wasn't sure how I felt about going out sledding on a Sunday before church, but we hadn't had a nice day in such a long time that I caved! *May I be struck down by lightning!* Brant had a GREAT time! He thought it was so fun! We weren't sure if he'd like it, but after going down once we had him hooked! He continually asked to go 'gain'... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TSdE6JA3hQc/TaeLxcFFlMI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/G4kN1Ynl6w4/s1600/Brant%2B-%2B25%2BMonths%2B%252815%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595594743498511554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TSdE6JA3hQc/TaeLxcFFlMI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/G4kN1Ynl6w4/s320/Brant%2B-%2B25%2BMonths%2B%252815%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After one of his many trips down with dad! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LV3YcaAgOhY/TaeLxmuw9AI/AAAAAAAAAKE/VdKePB0ixaw/s1600/Brant%2B-%2B25%2BMonths%2B%252821%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595594746357675010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LV3YcaAgOhY/TaeLxmuw9AI/AAAAAAAAAKE/VdKePB0ixaw/s320/Brant%2B-%2B25%2BMonths%2B%252821%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For Christmas, Brant got some money from his Uncle Rick. For the longest time his favourite book was "The Very Hungry Caterpillar" (Thanks Grandma Wendy!) and we were walking by that Calendar Club place in the mall and saw "The Very Hungry Caterpillar" Game. It was on sale half price! So for 16.00 dollars we bought Brant his first board game! It's a *little* advanced for him but if we do a quick version he has fun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TkdNgKT-7ZY/TaeLx0Ws2PI/AAAAAAAAAKM/epLAShoxNC4/s1600/197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595594750014839026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TkdNgKT-7ZY/TaeLx0Ws2PI/AAAAAAAAAKM/epLAShoxNC4/s320/197.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some more of the wonderful "Caterpillar" game. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OAlT8ciuqm4/TaeP4pU_R_I/AAAAAAAAAKU/_ZNTOtbjrHs/s1600/204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595599265360463858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OAlT8ciuqm4/TaeP4pU_R_I/AAAAAAAAAKU/_ZNTOtbjrHs/s320/204.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brant wasting time with Dad while waiting for bed. Usually he get's mad when Dad plays because he'd rather be playing with Dad. But this time he wanted to play with Dad! Maybe a future concert pianist in the works...?? &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ctRIucaVqOc/TaeP473WG1I/AAAAAAAAAKc/y1p0qwZ3Zlk/s1600/212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595599270336404306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ctRIucaVqOc/TaeP473WG1I/AAAAAAAAAKc/y1p0qwZ3Zlk/s320/212.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is one of the most exciting recent events in our house... Brant decided he was *ready* for potty training!! After spending a few too many hours in a cloth diaper (bad mommy!) he was soaked! And I mean S-O-A-K-E-D!! So, after taking off his diaper I let him run around bottomless just to air dry. &lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to get him to go on the potty, but everything I ask "do you want to go pee on the potty Brant?" He just replies "Mmmm... no." So I've never pushed it. I've been told by multiple moms of boys to not bother trying to potty train till they are three! So I never did! &lt;br /&gt;So, he was running around bottomless, and I always set his potty out just in case, and he was reading his now favourite book "Chicka Chicka Boom Boom" (Again... Thanks Grandma Wendy!) and all of a sudden he says "Oh... pee!" and gets up and run to his potty and pees in it! I WAS FLOORED!! Needless to say, that's been occupying a bit of time! He'll now wear underwear and say when he needs to pee! Poop is still an issue, but we'll get there! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iEduxjx32h4/TaeP5IdWxII/AAAAAAAAAKk/0G0PMoKKgUY/s1600/216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595599273717056642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iEduxjx32h4/TaeP5IdWxII/AAAAAAAAAKk/0G0PMoKKgUY/s320/216.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a "freak" snow storm today. (If there is such a thing in Alberta) When Dad got home from work, Brant and Dad decided to go out and shovel! Couldn't miss that photo opp! Oddly enough, Brant has JUST begun to show an interest in shoveling because we couldn't get him to touch that thing all winter! But he had a hoot out there with Dad! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JrDEGf_WrEw/TaeP5VPz5PI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SoE4vCHTQwA/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595599277149906162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JrDEGf_WrEw/TaeP5VPz5PI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SoE4vCHTQwA/s320/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A few pictures as he's so cute! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1fCIxVw1y8g/TaeP5cjIjOI/AAAAAAAAAK0/UwN-ZDlU3vw/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595599279109999842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1fCIxVw1y8g/TaeP5cjIjOI/AAAAAAAAAK0/UwN-ZDlU3vw/s320/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, one more cute shoveling one!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WYeWLGMp-Zg/TaeTL8fj2lI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Ufutb50SF1U/s1600/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595602895457475154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WYeWLGMp-Zg/TaeTL8fj2lI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Ufutb50SF1U/s320/022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sorry, I lied! Brant was just having a great time! He'll be an even better help next winter! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6A19LiSfS60/TaeTMLrswGI/AAAAAAAAALE/ZHd1Np6JZiI/s1600/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595602899534921826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6A19LiSfS60/TaeTMLrswGI/AAAAAAAAALE/ZHd1Np6JZiI/s320/024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And then of course... the inevitable snow ball fight! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BHEfYVmXliI/TaeTMZhk1xI/AAAAAAAAALM/rNbbdiaEiuA/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595602903250556690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BHEfYVmXliI/TaeTMZhk1xI/AAAAAAAAALM/rNbbdiaEiuA/s320/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Than of course, the snow was perfect for a snowman! Brant hasn't built a snowman yet, the snow has been yucky! So today was perfect! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lbu1uVacfGI/TaeTMuPE-CI/AAAAAAAAALU/xXEleipvJ3Q/s1600/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595602908810115106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lbu1uVacfGI/TaeTMuPE-CI/AAAAAAAAALU/xXEleipvJ3Q/s320/029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then, it turned into a "Yoda" snowman! (All Colin...) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8eEsyKatZCM/TaeTNLSRliI/AAAAAAAAALc/lJVatohnksI/s1600/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595602916608153122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8eEsyKatZCM/TaeTNLSRliI/AAAAAAAAALc/lJVatohnksI/s320/031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then of course the SMASHING of the snowman! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hey... don't look at me! Brant started it! :P &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bw7k4GamVtA/TaeUo96v0yI/AAAAAAAAALk/wyKAKpOUssY/s1600/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595604493567775522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bw7k4GamVtA/TaeUo96v0yI/AAAAAAAAALk/wyKAKpOUssY/s320/033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wow... what the update!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's one of the LA#2...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've just sort of popped! I feel huge! Way bigger than Brant! This kid LOVES my ribcage and my bladder! Must be a tall kid! He seems to be a bit more mellow than Brant, which might be nice! Brant is definitely 'ON THE GO' personality and it takes a bit to keep up with him! BUT - he a super happy kid, so we're so glad to have him in the family!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Impending labor has me nervous! Somedays I'm all for it, others I just want to sit and cry!! But it will all work out in the end!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796290226838907389-6414482239365023899?l=forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/feeds/6414482239365023899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2011/04/because-apparently-my-blog-is-boring.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/6414482239365023899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/6414482239365023899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2011/04/because-apparently-my-blog-is-boring.html' title='Because apparently my blog is boring...'/><author><name>Meghan Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16231787764506548339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuY8QIuNaEI/AAAAAAAAACY/q9fM4ZhHn08/S220/IMGP3438.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xxxmiiOfS2Q/TaeLxGDHo2I/AAAAAAAAAJs/399Rxz4D9sM/s72-c/Brant%2B-%2B25%2BMonths%2B%25282%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796290226838907389.post-333095920972848561</id><published>2011-03-28T15:28:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T15:48:12.626-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Green...</title><content type='html'>So, I was watching CBC's Marketplace the other day. The episode was about "Lousy Labels" (To view episode click here: http://www.cbc.ca/marketplace/2011/lousylabels/ ), and while I only actually used one of the products on their Top 10 List and not because it was "natural" (it smelled pretty), it really made me start to think about all the chemicals we use in our homes on a daily basis. I was happy to know that because I have Brant in cloth diapers (98% of the time) I'm at least sparing him the plethora of chemicals in disposables and their wipes. Also, I was pleased to know that the laundry detergent I use doesn't have any added toxins or carcinogens, and while it's about 3 dollars more for a tin of it I don't mind spending a tiny bit more for non-toxic laundry detergent. But then I started doing a bit of research on the internet looking into what types of chemicals are in our everyday cleaning, personal care products and especially baby products that we can start avoiding. I obviously can't go out and replace everything in my house RIGHT NOW, but we ran out of baby wash and shampoo and hand soap this week so I was sure, when I went out to replace them, to read the labels and look for products without these chemicals. (&lt;a href="http://parentingtips365.com/2010/04/27/11-toxic-ingredients-to-avoid-in-hand-soap-and-sanitizer-and-safer-options-for-your-family/"&gt;http://parentingtips365.com/2010/04/27/11-toxic-ingredients-to-avoid-in-hand-soap-and-sanitizer-and-safer-options-for-your-family/&lt;/a&gt;) While the hand soap I bought was a bit pricer than normal hand soap (I also didn't shop around for the best deal, which I will do next time), I actually didn't pay a ton more for baby wash and shampoo. (A large bottle of his normal baby wash is about $10.00 and I bought two baby washes for $5.99 wach) I also looked online for natural cleaning products to clean the house. I found this neat website (&lt;a href="http://www.care2.com/greenliving/make-your-own-non-toxic-cleaning-kit.html"&gt;http://www.care2.com/greenliving/make-your-own-non-toxic-cleaning-kit.html&lt;/a&gt;) that gives all the instructions on how to MAKE your own cleaning kit using normal everyday ingredients. Vinegar, baking soda, borax and essential oils. I'm sure lots of you have heard of stuff like this, but I'm really excited to start trying this out! I still have cleaning products in the house but when I run out of those I will be mixing some up. I think it will be a great way to save some money and have a 'toxic-free' house. Well, I'm really excited to make the switch and maybe one day when we're 'rich and famous' (or just have our own garden) I'll start growing our own veggies and work on worrying about the food!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796290226838907389-333095920972848561?l=forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/feeds/333095920972848561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2011/03/going-green.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/333095920972848561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/333095920972848561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2011/03/going-green.html' title='Going Green...'/><author><name>Meghan Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16231787764506548339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuY8QIuNaEI/AAAAAAAAACY/q9fM4ZhHn08/S220/IMGP3438.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796290226838907389.post-8890670623346463088</id><published>2011-03-24T11:08:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T11:30:34.799-06:00</updated><title type='text'>An Anderson update...</title><content type='html'>This awful weather if sure playing on my moods!  Ick!&lt;br /&gt;My last post was kind of depressing and I wanted to get back on here and reassure you (well those of you who bother to read my posts) everything is fine!&lt;br /&gt;Every now and then I get really REALLY stressed about our budget and finances.  It's hard not to.  I will sometimes get an idea in my head and want Colin to work oil field for a few months and make some real money just to get us out of debt a bit and I get all obsessed over it for a few days and then I calm down.  It's so hard to see others making so much more and I feel so inadequate sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;BUT - I usually calm down, look at our budget again and things don't look as bad as they did before!  It also helps me to see the blessings of tithing!  We've never been extremely strapped for money and we've never starved, so someone is looking out for us!&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, I really need some sun, like badly!  I've been such an awful mood these past few days, with the constant snow and crummy roads, it's hard not to.  I wouldn't even mind the sub-zero temperatures if there was bright sun shining!  The sun just seems to make things happier!  All of us have been sick (runny noses, coughs, headaches) for over a month and I seriously attribute that to weather! &lt;br /&gt;This pregnancy has been fun!  I go through spurts of energy, where my house is spotless and I find myself trying to find things to clean, tidy, do... but then I find that I can overexhert myself and I end up on the couch with cramps for a few days.  Little boy #2 is quite active, but thankfully he still let's me sleep at night! &lt;br /&gt;I have to admit I'm getting nervous and excited about delivery!  I had such an awful time with Brant and this time I feel a bit more 'prepared' in regards to a birth plan and such and I'm more adament about what I WANT from this labour (within medical reason).&lt;br /&gt;We've learned that Colin's parents will be moving back to Canada this summer.  We're pretty excited!  We'll have grandparents nearby to help out and they'll be close enough to see them more often.  I know they are pretty excited to be living closer, especially since they are expecting 2 new grandbabies this year!&lt;br /&gt;My sister is getting married in September too!  So, I'll be helping her plan her wedding, as much as I can being pregnant and having a baby in July.  It's kind of exciting!  Especially considering a few years ago she said she didn't want to get married and she's even admitted being open to maybe one day having a kid or two.  LOL!  So maybe ONE DAY I will be an auntie! (on my side) *fingers crossed*&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's about it for now!  Besides the fact we're PRAYING for some sun!  I'm sick of being stuck indoors all day long!  Spring just can't come soon enough!&lt;br /&gt;Have a snowy day everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796290226838907389-8890670623346463088?l=forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/feeds/8890670623346463088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2011/03/anderson-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/8890670623346463088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/8890670623346463088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2011/03/anderson-update.html' title='An Anderson update...'/><author><name>Meghan Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16231787764506548339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuY8QIuNaEI/AAAAAAAAACY/q9fM4ZhHn08/S220/IMGP3438.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796290226838907389.post-6431788704944791648</id><published>2011-03-08T14:37:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T15:09:23.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I just can't wait to grow up...</title><content type='html'>I don't know about you, but I remember when I was younger thinking when I grew up I'd get married, have beautiful kids and have a hard-working, high-earning husband and life would be hunky dorey!  We'd have a beautiful house and while we wouldn't have anything, we would save and have things to look forward to. &lt;br /&gt;Well... gosh!  No one really fills you in on the reality of it all.  Sure you can have most or all of those things, but no one really prepares you for the decisions that need to be made as an adult.&lt;br /&gt;Life these days has been a little tense, there have been a few developments come about and it's difficult to judge what to do. &lt;br /&gt;Prayer sometimes seems to futile, like we never get any answers.  That or we are so busy with things to really notice the Lord's hand in anything.  I see little blessings in our lives everywhere.  Blessings of tithing and such, but I feel like we keep going round and round in a stupid little circle only to end up at the same 'dead end'.  The definition of Insanity keeps replaying in my mind: doing the same thing over and over again expecting a different result.  Again, running in circles... we get ahead and then something unexpected comes along and we're back where we started!&lt;br /&gt;Please don't get me wrong, I love my family.  I couldn't have married a harder working, wonderful person, but some days it just becomes so overwhelming.  I don't mind being in the 'lower class' working our way up, but things don't seem to be going up, they seem to stay at the constant 'status quo' and we don't get anywhere. &lt;br /&gt;I know things will look up, it just get's to me some days. &lt;br /&gt;But here's to the days where we will be more settled...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796290226838907389-6431788704944791648?l=forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/feeds/6431788704944791648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-just-cant-wait-to-grow-up.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/6431788704944791648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/6431788704944791648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-just-cant-wait-to-grow-up.html' title='I just can&apos;t wait to grow up...'/><author><name>Meghan Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16231787764506548339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuY8QIuNaEI/AAAAAAAAACY/q9fM4ZhHn08/S220/IMGP3438.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796290226838907389.post-3499012872542302840</id><published>2011-02-23T17:51:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T14:34:30.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rollercoaster of a Family Day Weekend...</title><content type='html'>Wow... well let's just say that this past weekend was a rollercoaster ride...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colin and I had planned to go down to Calgary to 'play' with good friends we hadn't seen in a long time. We were SOOO looking forward to seeing these friends and enjoying a weekend away from Red Deer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so good to see them! They have 2 kids and we have Brant, and our kids got along great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was really sad was, as parents, as soon as our kids were in bed, we didn't know what to do with ourselves. We all actually wanted to go to bed! LOL But we 'perservered' and made sugary snacks and played games and joked around. It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was interesting. Our friend's oldest child was diagnosed with a mental illness that has delayed his development and they were nervous to go to church. Their son had spent the majority of his life from 1 years old to now, screaming out in the halls to where church for them was such a chore. BUT, what was so awesome was that this Sunday, whether it was because he was older, had a friend (Brant) or whatnot, he spent the entire 2 hr block in Nursery!! I saw how it was such a huge relief for both Mom and Dad, and I hope that it continues this way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also, on Sunday developed a really sore... eyeball, eyebrow and top jaw... We narrowed it down to clogged sinuses! I had such a headache, we got saline flush stuff and I tried tylenol. Yeah, tylenol is such a JOKE!! Wouldn't even touch it! I felt AWFUL! I was sooo looking forward to having fun and socializing with other ADULTS!!  Instead I spent it on their couch with tylenol and an ice pack. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday didn't get much better in the heahache department.  But we all went out to Chinook mall and walked around.  Finally after going crazy with this pain I decided I either needed to see a doctor in Calgary or go to the ER in Red Deer (when we got home).  I was taken to the nearest open walk in clinic and waited for an hour and half.  Then diagnosed with a sinus infection.  I've never had one and they are yucky!!!  I was given antibiotics and made the long trip home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The antibiotics didn't start kickin in till about 48 hrs, so I still had a headache and clogged sinuses for a couple more days.  My house looks like a tornado hit it but my head hurts so bad!!  Colin mentioned taking my contacts out to see if that helped.  NOPE!  They make me a bit dizzy but my glasses pinch the bridge of my nose!  So I chose the lesser of the two evils... contacts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, Monday night it was so nice to see my own bed.  As it ALWAYS is after being away.  We went to bed early, me because I had this infection, Colin because he was starting to get a bit of a cold and Brant because he was beside himself exhausted.  We all slept soundly until a familiar noise came from Brant's room at 2 am.  Brant had thrown up 5 times.  On the carpet, on his bed, on his bedding and of course all over himself.  Colin had to deal with the puke, or he'd have been dealing with adult puke as well as kid puke.  I dealt with Brant.  Stripped him in the shower while he's screaming.  We gave him a gravol suppository and I ran out to Shopper's for pedialyte and stuff for Colin.  But by the time I got back Brant had passed out with Dad in our bed.  Colin then called the other seminary teacher to ask her to take his class and he called in to work.  (Colin NEVER calls in to work!!) We all spent the day in bed.  But by the afternoon, Brant was his same cheery self. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had also learned on Tuesday, a good friend of mine from high school, her youngest son had a terrible accident on the weekend.  He's 17 months old and pulled a skillet of hot oil on himself and is now in the Calgary Children's hopsital.  It was so awful to hear about it, and even worse seeing pictures.  I can't imagine how it must feel, but it's interesting how much more these kinds of accidents hit home once you're a mom!  For those who know Brittany and Tim Anderson, there is a blog they are writing ethansrecovery.blogspot.com for those interested in his time there.  And if you have room in your hearts for a little fast or prayer on their behalf it would be very much appreciated as they do have a long way to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday came, Colin went back to work loaded with Advil Cold and Sinus and I was still feeling like someone had beat me with a brick.  I opted for peanut butter sandwiches and movies all day.  We were then rudely awakened by the previous tenant of this place. &lt;br /&gt;**Little background**  we moved in July 1st.  These previous tenants 'never knew' they could contact the post office and have their mail forwarded.  We kept recieving their mail, like almost all of their mail.  We contacted our landlord to see if she knew any new contact info for this couple and she didn't.  I tried looking them up in the phone book and such with no luck.  We held on to it for about 4 months but it seriously kept piling and piling.  We did take some to the post office but after so long with no one coming by I threw it out, and basically anything that looked 'unimportant' since. &lt;br /&gt;So... the previous tenant after, oh let's see, 7 months...  stops by asking for their mail.  I'm like seriously??  I gave them what had come recently in the mail, but he was looking for his T4.  I don't recall throwing it out because that is a piece of mail I would deem 'important', but I guess I must have.  He came by RIGHT at nap time and then came by at naptime on Wednesday.  We've searched for his T4, but no luck.  But seriously, what does he think I am?  His personal mail service?  Geez...  Sure I feel bad for throwing it out, but after 7 months with NO CONTACT or forwarding information what was I supposed to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, it's Thursday and Brant woke up throwing up again.  Just a little bit and Colin felt really sick this morning, so he stayed home again.  Once again, Brant is completely happy again and Colin and I feel like we could sleep for a week!  Ahh... the life of parents and responsible adults...  yick! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all going on in our neck of the woods. Hope everyone had a wonderful Family Day weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796290226838907389-3499012872542302840?l=forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/feeds/3499012872542302840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2011/02/rollercoaster-of-family-day-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/3499012872542302840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/3499012872542302840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2011/02/rollercoaster-of-family-day-weekend.html' title='Rollercoaster of a Family Day Weekend...'/><author><name>Meghan Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16231787764506548339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuY8QIuNaEI/AAAAAAAAACY/q9fM4ZhHn08/S220/IMGP3438.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796290226838907389.post-665321110957503362</id><published>2011-02-23T10:11:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T10:15:17.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ultrasound Pictures...</title><content type='html'>So, Here's our new little boy!  This profile looks a lot like Brant did!!  So it will be interesting to see what this guy looks like when he comes out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wG-JsmX0K7U/TWVAZriZZVI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Yj64xW0vjhM/s1600/Pregnancy%2B%2B%25283%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576934523496129874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wG-JsmX0K7U/TWVAZriZZVI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Yj64xW0vjhM/s320/Pregnancy%2B%2B%25283%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's our little guy's foot!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mx82Zl_3gw8/TWVAMprOTQI/AAAAAAAAAJc/7cWcuF3iOOY/s1600/Pregnancy%2B%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576934299657981186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mx82Zl_3gw8/TWVAMprOTQI/AAAAAAAAAJc/7cWcuF3iOOY/s320/Pregnancy%2B%2B%25282%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, here's our new little boy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gXhNsxsoD-Y/TWVABLlUhmI/AAAAAAAAAJU/BZv8MHP1Ono/s1600/Pregnancy%2B%2B%25281%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576934102601598562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gXhNsxsoD-Y/TWVABLlUhmI/AAAAAAAAAJU/BZv8MHP1Ono/s320/Pregnancy%2B%2B%25281%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796290226838907389-665321110957503362?l=forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/feeds/665321110957503362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2011/02/ultrasound-pictures.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/665321110957503362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/665321110957503362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2011/02/ultrasound-pictures.html' title='Ultrasound Pictures...'/><author><name>Meghan Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16231787764506548339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuY8QIuNaEI/AAAAAAAAACY/q9fM4ZhHn08/S220/IMGP3438.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wG-JsmX0K7U/TWVAZriZZVI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Yj64xW0vjhM/s72-c/Pregnancy%2B%2B%25283%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796290226838907389.post-2377131073076550681</id><published>2011-02-17T14:30:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T14:42:17.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And the verdict is...</title><content type='html'>So, today was our ultrasound day! &lt;br /&gt;It was so exciting to see our little one and watch that little heart going nuts!  It was so cute...&lt;br /&gt;Then came finding out the gender...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our family has a running joke.  When my sister was just about 3-4 years old, my little cousin Michael was born.  We, as little girls were obsessed with babies.  We wanted to help feed him, rock him, play with him... and then came bathing him.  My sister, being so young, didn't realise the difference between boys and girls.  My cousin was bathing her son, and Paige and I were watching.  All of a sudden Paige let's out a gasp of horror saying... "Mommy, that baby has a toe on his bum!!"  Thus started the running joke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, our little one has a toe on it's bum! &lt;br /&gt;There is a tid bit of gender disappointment as I had a girl name picked and NO boy names, and I was secretly hoping for a girl! &lt;br /&gt;BUT... it's not our last babe, and when I really think about it, a boy is more economical for us right now! &lt;br /&gt;Colin's excited Brant will have a little brother, as he was kind of nervous about whether or not it would be a girl. &lt;br /&gt;I have to admit, when I married Colin and was pretty confident I was going to have a house full of boys!  But I can't help hoping!!&lt;br /&gt;Brant had a bit of a freak out in the ultrasound room.  He saw the baby and wanted to 'touch it' and when we told him it's in 'mommy's tummy' and he put two and two together he wanted to leave.  LOL, so he's already doing the ignore the new baby thing!  GREEEEAAAAATTTT!&lt;br /&gt;But everything looked great and normal, and we even got to see a cute yawn!!!  It was sooooooooo adorable! &lt;br /&gt;That's all for now...  I'll try and upload the ultrasound pictures soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796290226838907389-2377131073076550681?l=forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/feeds/2377131073076550681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2011/02/and-verdict-is.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/2377131073076550681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/2377131073076550681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2011/02/and-verdict-is.html' title='And the verdict is...'/><author><name>Meghan Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16231787764506548339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuY8QIuNaEI/AAAAAAAAACY/q9fM4ZhHn08/S220/IMGP3438.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796290226838907389.post-8099274965048309888</id><published>2011-02-14T14:51:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T15:13:46.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink or Blue...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;So, I keep being asked if we are going to find out what sex this baby is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;We wanted to find out with Brant, because I totally wanted a boy! I was so thrilled to learn he was blue...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;This time around we still want to find out but I don't care what it is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;People ask "So, would you like a boy or a girl?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;My only response is... both. While I'm obviously (and gratefully) NOT pregnant with twins, I would be thrilled with either gender, for the same reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I would LOVE a boy because I already have a boy. I have all the boy clothes, toys and bedding. For me a boy would be very 'economical'... lol!  They could also share a room longer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I would LOVE a girl because... I already have a boy.  I want the curly ribbons, frilly bottom tights and pink dresses.  I would like something different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Colin's scared to have a girl.  I'm trying to reasure him that Daddy's love their little girls, and while he says he 'believes' me, I don't think he's totally sold on the idea!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;But, we find out on Thursday hopefully if baby is relatively 'immodest'.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I'll be sure to update my blog once we find out!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796290226838907389-8099274965048309888?l=forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/feeds/8099274965048309888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2011/02/pink-or-blue.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/8099274965048309888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/8099274965048309888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2011/02/pink-or-blue.html' title='Pink or Blue...'/><author><name>Meghan Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16231787764506548339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuY8QIuNaEI/AAAAAAAAACY/q9fM4ZhHn08/S220/IMGP3438.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796290226838907389.post-2153317605353294274</id><published>2011-02-07T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T11:53:21.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poked and prodded!</title><content type='html'>Soo today was our first actual pre-natal appointment. &lt;br /&gt;Of course that includes being poked and prodded by my doctor, not the most pleasant thing, but we did get to hear the heartbeat!  FINALLY!! It's a good strong 150 bpm.  My grandmother is convinced that means it's a girl, but Brant's heartrate was always high too.  After all the STUPID confusion over my pre-natal care, we finally had proof that those movements down there aren`t from an over active bowel. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also haven`t been posting a lot of pictures lately.  I feel awful.  But MY computer has passed on, or should I say my video card on my motherboard burnt out.  (my fault, hehehe) I`m really sad as I have all my pictures and videos uploaded on there.  I can still access it, but it`s really hard to see my screen! I can hook it up to my TV but it`s difficult with a little tyke running around touching everything, I promise to update facebook and my blog soon with pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA#2 is still active as ever!  I'm probably going to have another active child on my hands!  It's getting stronger everyday and I'm starting to feel it on the outside, especially those great big kicks!  Brant still has no idea what's going on, he heard the heartbeat too and just starred at the doppler.  It was cute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's all going on right now, I'm trying to update this often, mostly for my benefit as well as those who enjoy viewing a snapshot into our pretty boring lives! LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796290226838907389-2153317605353294274?l=forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/feeds/2153317605353294274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2011/02/poked-and-prodded.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/2153317605353294274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/2153317605353294274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2011/02/poked-and-prodded.html' title='Poked and prodded!'/><author><name>Meghan Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16231787764506548339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuY8QIuNaEI/AAAAAAAAACY/q9fM4ZhHn08/S220/IMGP3438.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796290226838907389.post-968868652506369064</id><published>2011-02-03T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T11:42:26.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All couped up...</title><content type='html'>Albeit it is my fault...&lt;br /&gt;I thought I had changed all our addresses over when we moved back in JULY, but the other day I needed to take out my license for something and noticed I hadn't changed our address on those.  YIKES!&lt;br /&gt;So on the 22nd of January we went and got them changed, realizing that our car registration was due at the end of January.  Oooppps...!  So Registry Alberta obviously sent our vehicle registration to our old address (which is no longer being forwarded to us) and therefore we didn't get it!!  So we're getting a bit of Cabin Fever stuck in this house until we get our NEW registration papers so I can go and register our cars!  They said it would take 5-10 business days to get both the licenses and the registration.  Well we got our licenses after 4 business days and tomorrow is 10 business days and we're still waiting for the car registration.  Ugg... I hope it comes tomorrow because if it doesn`t we`ll be driving illegally to church!  :O!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm also going a little stir crazy cause I don't want to go anywhere in case I get pulled over!  I really don't need a ticket, but I have things I'd like to do!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, as long as I have a car by Monday for my Dr's appointment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA#2 is way too active!  I'm surprised I can't feel it on the outside yet!  I've had some pretty strong KICKS!&lt;br /&gt;Brant didn't get up at 3 this morning, instead he got up at 5.  So a bit better!  I just get frustrated because between 3 and 7 I sleep the best, so when I miss that time frame I feel like I've only dazed all night and I'm a grump the whole day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my latest vent, not too crazy, but that's what's going on in my life right now!&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is doing well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796290226838907389-968868652506369064?l=forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/feeds/968868652506369064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2011/02/all-couped-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/968868652506369064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/968868652506369064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2011/02/all-couped-up.html' title='All couped up...'/><author><name>Meghan Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16231787764506548339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuY8QIuNaEI/AAAAAAAAACY/q9fM4ZhHn08/S220/IMGP3438.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796290226838907389.post-3936217414968866882</id><published>2011-02-02T07:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T08:12:48.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepless in Red Deer!!</title><content type='html'>I'm going crazy! I heard a few places that 2 year olds sleep as terrible as newborns, but I thought we had left that stage!!&lt;br /&gt;Since putting Brant in a toddler bed he comes into our room first thing in the morning (around 730) and tells us he's 'ungree' (hungry). Not a huge deal as we can get him to lay with us (or me) for about another 1/2 hour.&lt;br /&gt;But for the last about 2 weeks he's been getting up CONSTANTLY at 3am. Not crying, or frightened or mad or anything. It appears to be out of sheer boredom. He cuddles for a bit and then tries to start playing with Colin! Yeah... it doesn't fly! Then poor Colin spends the next hour and half trying to put him back to sleep, and then of course jumps in the shower so he can go teach seminary! Poor man hasn't had enough sleep in a few weeks. Needless to say I haven't either, but my job is a little less demanding as I can stay in PJs all day if I want. But, it's getting tiresome! I know I would deal with it better if I wasn't pregnant and exhausted all the time, but poor pregnant mommy needs her sleep! I already lay awake in bed for about an hour while LA#2 does somersaults and what not, and then wake up at least once a night to pee and then wait while LA#2 does more wiggling, it's hard to have LA#1 do the same.&lt;br /&gt;We have a bit of a bedtime routine, but for the past 2 weeks, Brant has been going through the motions of bedtime, yawning, rubbing eyes... yada yada yada, but the second we put him down, apparently he's got a ton of energy! I tried (considering he's so 'tired') moving his bedtime back 1/2 hr to catch him yawning and rubbing his eyes, but the same result ensues.&lt;br /&gt;He will get out of bed... over, and over, and over and over and over for about 2 hrs. It get's totally tiring and frustrating as he thinks this is a game.&lt;br /&gt;Then after waking up at 3 and then up by 7, he looks completely exhausted but I can't get him back to sleep!&lt;br /&gt;He complains he's hungry, so I load him up with oatmeal before bed, still complains he's hungry while putting him to bed and wakes up at 3.&lt;br /&gt;I'm at the end of my rope, I can't imagine doing this in July with a new baby AND a stubborn toddler!&lt;br /&gt;Any advice would be appreciated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. - I feel bad complaining about this because I know I don't have the most sleepless baby out there, but after a year of sleeping through the night and then this?  I'm going zombie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796290226838907389-3936217414968866882?l=forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/feeds/3936217414968866882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2011/02/sleepless-in-red-deer.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/3936217414968866882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/3936217414968866882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2011/02/sleepless-in-red-deer.html' title='Sleepless in Red Deer!!'/><author><name>Meghan Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16231787764506548339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuY8QIuNaEI/AAAAAAAAACY/q9fM4ZhHn08/S220/IMGP3438.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796290226838907389.post-1625465094792965134</id><published>2011-01-28T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T09:10:48.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Birth Control" and book beef...</title><content type='html'>So here's my update so far...&lt;br /&gt;I'm 17 weeks on Saturday and still feeling pretty nauseous most of the time.  I feel like it's getting better but every time I say that it comes back with avengence. &lt;br /&gt;My days have been pretty boring.  Too sick to do anything that requires standing for a long period of time as I have low blood pressure when I'm pregnant and feel dizzy very easily.   That should be subsiding here... I hope!&lt;br /&gt;I've been letting Brant watch movies while I sit on the couch and cuddle with him and read books.&lt;br /&gt;LA#2 must be startin' to do cartwheels!  I can feel him/her dancing most nights.  I can't feel on the outside yet, but sure makes my tummy wiggle! &lt;br /&gt;Colin has been getting up at 4:30 every morning this week to work out with a friend.  my goodness that's early!  The poor man has been responsible for getting me a glass of milk before I puke.  He's been so good to me!!&lt;br /&gt;So... I've been reading these past few days.  I'm reading the Twilight Series again for the umpteenth time and while I findly them mind numbingly entertaining, I do have a beef!  I mean, I don't know about you guys, but I find them really outlandish and crazy!  I think it's going to give this generation a twisted sense of love and how men really act. &lt;br /&gt;I have a wonderful husband, he takes care of us and most of the time goes out of his way to help out, but NEVER in all our dating or married years ever acted like Edward. &lt;br /&gt;I know he loves me, but man that sense of obsession and compulsive behaviour is tiresome to read sometimes!  Meh... that's my beef with Twilight.  I haven't even really put my finger on it, I enjoy them but hope other (young) readers understand that love and life (especially men) aren't like that!!  (and if they are... I'm missing somethin...)&lt;br /&gt;But... Anyone know of any good books?  I love Dan Brown, but I've read all his books.  I've started The Hunger Games Series, hopefully starting Catching Fire next week.  (after I finish Twilight again... lol)&lt;br /&gt;I love fiction or anything that will take my mind away from reality for a bit! &lt;br /&gt;Ideas?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796290226838907389-1625465094792965134?l=forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/feeds/1625465094792965134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2011/01/birth-control-and-book-beef.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/1625465094792965134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/1625465094792965134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2011/01/birth-control-and-book-beef.html' title='&quot;Birth Control&quot; and book beef...'/><author><name>Meghan Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16231787764506548339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuY8QIuNaEI/AAAAAAAAACY/q9fM4ZhHn08/S220/IMGP3438.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796290226838907389.post-1860717476694526488</id><published>2011-01-19T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T11:03:26.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE being pregnant!</title><content type='html'>The title holds true!  I do love being pregnant, and get more excited everyday for a new little one!  We are having so much fun with Brant and can't wait to add a little brother or sister to the mix!  Everytime I ask Brant "do you want a brother or sister?" he replies "sister" and if I ask him "do you want a sister or brother?" he replies "brother".  LOL so we'll see!&lt;br /&gt;BUT- I hate being pregnant AND sick! &lt;br /&gt;I started getting a sore throat on friday, nothing serious just a little uncomfortable.  But as a child I had scarlet fever and ever since have been super paranoid about sore throats, so off to the doctor I went for a swab.  Monday night I developed a lovely cough and congested chest and last night I got a more pronounced clogged nose and sneezes.  I mean I'm already clogged up at bedtime when I lie down, but now I'm clogged all the time!  And it's continually draining down my throat which doesn't help my (non-exsistent) gag reflex! &lt;br /&gt;So I'm stuck at home shootin saline up my nose and hanging out by the humidifier all day, and most likely all of tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, that my update.  I haven't felt baby move for a while, but not a huge concern as I'm still only 15 weeks, but I try and feel every now and then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796290226838907389-1860717476694526488?l=forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/feeds/1860717476694526488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-love-being-pregnant.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/1860717476694526488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/1860717476694526488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-love-being-pregnant.html' title='I LOVE being pregnant!'/><author><name>Meghan Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16231787764506548339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuY8QIuNaEI/AAAAAAAAACY/q9fM4ZhHn08/S220/IMGP3438.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796290226838907389.post-6971468814983721063</id><published>2011-01-18T15:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T15:37:08.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-Natal Update!</title><content type='html'>So, it's been a few days since the Midwife incident and I'm starting to get think about writing a letter.  So I'll be getting on that soon.&lt;br /&gt;But - I have since had a blessing and been praying A LOT to find the best place for me to be with this pregnancy.  I wasn't actually going to call the clinic I go to because of how they run their pre-natals.  (rotating through 8 different doctors and whoever is on call delivers your baby), but I prayed about it and felt good calling.&lt;br /&gt;I really like my doctor, Dr. Kopp.  I've only been to a meet and greet and he seemed alright, but after this pre-natal inital consultation I felt really comfortable.  I have my fingers, toes AND eyes crossed he's the one on call when I go into labor.  He was extremelly personable and considerate of my feelings about certain aspects of delivery and certain OB's.  I'm assuming he's so understandable and personable because he hasn't yet been calloused by the years of seeing the same thing over and over again.  But I hope that doesn't happen!&lt;br /&gt;We didn't hear the heartbeat today, I should have asked but I didn't.  But like I said I feel flutterings now and then and am still sick as a dog so I assume things are doing well.  As Dr. Kopp said, being sick is a great sign I have a healthy placenta!  Oh yippee... just FIX IT!!!  LOL&lt;br /&gt;I have another appointment in 3 weeks for all the loverly exam things they do and most likely a heartbeat!  YAY!!!  And I'm also booked for an U/S on the 17th of February, so I'm starting to get really excited. &lt;br /&gt;Seeing this doctor today maybe feel more excited about this pregnancy, so I'm going to assume I'm on the right track with Heavenly Father, whom after my last L&amp;amp;D experience, I will NEVER ignore again!  I'm leaving this ALL up to Him. &lt;br /&gt;That's all for now, I'm still nauseous most days but my energy levels are rising, and things are looking great... I can even see the sun!!!&lt;br /&gt;Happy January everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796290226838907389-6971468814983721063?l=forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/feeds/6971468814983721063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2011/01/pre-natal-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/6971468814983721063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/6971468814983721063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2011/01/pre-natal-update.html' title='Pre-Natal Update!'/><author><name>Meghan Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16231787764506548339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuY8QIuNaEI/AAAAAAAAACY/q9fM4ZhHn08/S220/IMGP3438.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796290226838907389.post-1824764059562394427</id><published>2011-01-15T12:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T17:23:04.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Disappointment!</title><content type='html'>Well...&lt;br /&gt;as per the title, this might be a bit of a rant/venting session. &lt;br /&gt;As you know Colin and I are expecting our second little Anderson. &lt;br /&gt;Before we found out we were expecting I can contacted a local group of midwives for some information about their practice and when I should contact them... etc.&lt;br /&gt;I found out I was pregnant on November 5&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, I remember because a wonderful lady in our ward passed that day and... I have the email that I sent to midwives in my sent folder saying that was the day I emailed them.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Coincidently&lt;/span&gt;, I emailed them BEFORE I even told Colin I was pregnant.  Does that not tell you something about how badly I wanted a midwife?  I wrote them telling them I was pregnant and my due date.  (which I emailed them my due date TWICE!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Anywho&lt;/span&gt;, they wanted to schedule me for a 'consultation' December 3rd, which didn't work for us because they wanted 'my partner' to be there.  I told them it didn't because 'my partner' worked.  (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;incidently&lt;/span&gt;, what 'partners' don't work in the middle of the week in the middle of the day?)  They then scheduled me for December 17&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; at 5:30 which worked somewhat for us and was the earliest they could see me.&lt;br /&gt;**SIDE NOTE** There are only 2 midwives practicing in the Red Deer area and I understand they are in high demand so the waiting for 6 weeks to meet them was understandable... at the time!&lt;br /&gt;A couple weeks later (me being 7 weeks) they cancel the 'consultation' and reschedule it for Wednesday, January 5&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; at 6:00pm.  (making me 13 1/2 weeks!)  I agreed, again understanding that women don't always go into labor at the most convenient times and they were just starting up their practice.&lt;br /&gt;Not a word from them from them on.&lt;br /&gt;January 5&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; comes, we were on time but they were running late.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, fine... I would want them to take as much time with me as they needed, isn't that why I wanted a midwife?  None of this in and out the door in 10 minutes stuff?&lt;br /&gt;So 'my partner' and I head in for our 'consultation'/AUDITION...&lt;br /&gt;**SIDE NOTE**  Colin is the early morning seminary teacher and gets up every morning around 5:30am.  Brant has also decided to 'try' and cut his back molars this month!  So we had been up multiple times in the night the past week AND Colin had been out side in minus WHO KNOWS degree weather installing.  Needless to say we didn't look the most impressive!&lt;br /&gt;Who would have thought that in order to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;receive&lt;/span&gt; low-intervention, natural &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-natal care I would need to sell myself? &lt;br /&gt;They ask us what we know about midwives, why do I want a midwife, previous labor experience etc etc...  My due date... AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;In the end they said we needed to go home and discuss if we felt midwives were the way we wanted to go.  Colin and I looked at each other perplexed!  Um... wasn't the fact that I'd waited 2 months with no &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-natal care tell you that I wanted a midwife?  I stated that we were there because we wanted a midwife, we had discussed it but they still insisted we 'talk' about it.  Whether or not that was their cheap cowardly way of saying "we don't want to take you on as a client" who knows!  But it was pathetic!&lt;br /&gt;So, I went home 13 1/2 weeks pregnant with still no certainty to my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-natal care.  I waited till the following Monday.  Wrote them a pleasant email, stating that we were comfortable going forward with midwife care etc etc, and FIVE days later (I'm now 14 1/2 weeks) get an email stating they are too full in July to take me into care. &lt;br /&gt;Oh let me tell you, I was and still am LIVID! &lt;br /&gt;I contacted them as soon as I found out and definitely early enough for them to fit me in.  They pushed back my 'consultations/auditions' until I'm sure they already knew July was too busy but were 'too nice' to, I guess, let me know! &lt;br /&gt;Now, to give a bit of history, my doctor decided to resign.  He left his practice at the end of November, leaving me with no constant doctor.  Which didn't bother me as I was already talking with the midwives about receiving &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-natal care.  But now I'm 15 weeks pregnant with no doctor, no midwife and NO &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-natal care!&lt;br /&gt;I know have to call and beg doctor's offices to take me on as a patient hoping they'll take pity on me! &lt;br /&gt;It's all so frustrating!  All I wanted was a natural birth, with practitioners who support your choice for a low-intervention, natural birth.  Now I have to try and 'shop' for a doctor who will respect that choice and let me and MY body make the decisions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I'm disgusted at the level of professionalism shown by these 'midwives' and as much as I'm livid, I am actually pretty calm.  I feel comforted by Heavenly Father that everything will be fine and this was the way it was supposed to be, but it's always so scary when faced with all the uncertainty!&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Anderson #2 (LA#2) is definitely active, I'm 15 weeks and already feeling &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;flutterings&lt;/span&gt;!  Which calms me a little knowing that things are probably &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;!  My belly is getting bigger every day but I asked Colin if "I was starting to look pregnant or if I was just looking fat?" and he refused to answer the question, which tells me I still just look fat!  BUT I can tell it's a bump! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796290226838907389-1824764059562394427?l=forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/feeds/1824764059562394427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2011/01/super-disappointment.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/1824764059562394427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/1824764059562394427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2011/01/super-disappointment.html' title='Super Disappointment!'/><author><name>Meghan Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16231787764506548339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuY8QIuNaEI/AAAAAAAAACY/q9fM4ZhHn08/S220/IMGP3438.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796290226838907389.post-6449206209797219566</id><published>2010-12-31T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T08:55:59.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas and Rumors... (For WENDY EARL!)</title><content type='html'>I hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas! Full of Family and Fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ours started our pretty eventful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 23rd, Colin, Brant and I were going to pack up the car and head down to Calgary to be there for about 7:00pm to have dinner with my Grandparents. I got a phone call at 4:30pm from my Grandpa telling me they weren't going to make it and my Grandma had been in a car accident. So that was a great start to our Christmas holidays! My Grandma is fine, and the car is a bit 'hurt' but all is well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to head down on the 23rd anyway, a bit late in the evening and we made it to Lethbridge at about 11:30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colin's family was getting together in Lethbridge for Christmas while my family was doing Christmas in Red Deer this year, so my mother and I just switched houses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We opened presents on Christmas Morning, Brant and Colin were both spoiled rotten!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colin got an iPod touch for his birthday and so I bought him several accessories (case, screen protector, plug in cord to the wall), hair gel (practical), markers (for seminary) and treats. His big present this year was a beautiful Dress Coat from Tip Top Tailors to wear over his suit! And my oh my he looks so handsome!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brant got spoiled the most!! I had been collecting Toy Story things over the course of a few months when they were on sale or couldn't resist! Not intending to have a completely Toy Story Christmas! He got a Buzz and Woody doll from Santa, homemade Christmas pajamas, homemade Toy Story duvet cover and pillow case, Toy Story snuggie, hot wheels cars and some various treats as well. Let's just say he has NOT let that buzz doll out of his sight!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spend a lot of time with Colin's family, which was great because we rarely get to see them, and for the first time in a LONG time we were all together. All the kids and Mom and Dad. It was fun but Brant was such a Kling-on... He wouldn't go to Grandma or Grandpa the entire time we were there. Not too fun for Grandma and Grandpa! But rest assured he's been doing that in nursery for a few months as well. He's been super excited about Dad being off work for 10 days and been hanging off of his every chance he gets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also got to meet my sister's boyfriend, Brent. That was entertaining! He was really funny and could even quote obscure kids movie's with Colin. Needless to say those two (Colin and Brent) ended up with 'Man-crushes' on each other! Fun times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least... (for Wendy...) We're pregnant with number 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found out on November 5th and I hit 12 weeks on Christmas Day! We were pretty shocked but are happy with the way it turned out! We had an ultrasound at 6w3d and found a little bean and a heartbeat! I haven't had a pre-natal appointment yet as I'm waiting to get in with a group of Midwives here in Red Deer. I have my first appointment on the 5th. I'm pretty excited, especially if we can hear the heartbeat again.&lt;br /&gt;So Little Anderson #2 is due July 2011! Just hopefully NOT on my birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's all for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had a safe and happy Christmas, and a wonderful New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring on 2011!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796290226838907389-6449206209797219566?l=forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/feeds/6449206209797219566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas-and-rumors-for-wendy.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/6449206209797219566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/6449206209797219566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas-and-rumors-for-wendy.html' title='Merry Christmas and Rumors... (For WENDY EARL!)'/><author><name>Meghan Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16231787764506548339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuY8QIuNaEI/AAAAAAAAACY/q9fM4ZhHn08/S220/IMGP3438.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796290226838907389.post-7215184061860076657</id><published>2010-10-30T16:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T16:31:40.115-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>Tunk er Tweet...</title><content type='html'>So last night we had our ward Trunk or Treat and Halloween party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a lot of fun! There are a lot of games, but as per usual Brant spent most of the time seeing how far he could get in the shortest amount of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wanted to be Buzz Lightyear for Halloween. We finally found him a size 2T costume and of course had to give him eye brows as he really doesn't have any!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/TMyXiWjyAkI/AAAAAAAAAIU/hTLf-6xYIu8/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533964658558501442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/TMyXiWjyAkI/AAAAAAAAAIU/hTLf-6xYIu8/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HAHA... had to pick the picture with the cheesiest grin! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/TMyYYNcyZzI/AAAAAAAAAIk/VI2UCVA2uVo/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533965583826183986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/TMyYYNcyZzI/AAAAAAAAAIk/VI2UCVA2uVo/s320/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/TMyYX7_T9XI/AAAAAAAAAIc/7ppFqRKD_Zc/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533965579139151218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/TMyYX7_T9XI/AAAAAAAAAIc/7ppFqRKD_Zc/s320/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also played lots of games, during the times I could get him to stop running! He really liked the bean bag toss, and he was really good at it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/TMyZDKunDZI/AAAAAAAAAI0/o9anHD6Wbq0/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533966321830006162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/TMyZDKunDZI/AAAAAAAAAI0/o9anHD6Wbq0/s320/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/TMyZC4WVYmI/AAAAAAAAAIs/xixnYwpwNfs/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533966316896346722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/TMyZC4WVYmI/AAAAAAAAAIs/xixnYwpwNfs/s320/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For some reason Brant really liked walking back and forth through this streamer thing. It was hilarious!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/TMyaePVfJNI/AAAAAAAAAI8/iA1ueVn04CE/s1600/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533967886434903250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/TMyaePVfJNI/AAAAAAAAAI8/iA1ueVn04CE/s320/039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And then of course... Trunk or Treating!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I tried to get Brant to say "trick or treat" but after trying I was TOLD by an 8 year old that it's "trunk or treat" I tried to get him to say "trunk or treat".   After the first few cars he was completely disinterested.  Muttering 'fank oo' (thank you) to everyone.  When we were done he couldn't wait to let go of my hand and RUN AWAY!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This was so fun, Brant is now allowed to wear his Buzz costume all the time!  He loves it, and cries when I try to take it off!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, that's all for now!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796290226838907389-7215184061860076657?l=forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/feeds/7215184061860076657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2010/10/tunk-er-tweet.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/7215184061860076657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/7215184061860076657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2010/10/tunk-er-tweet.html' title='Tunk er Tweet...'/><author><name>Meghan Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16231787764506548339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuY8QIuNaEI/AAAAAAAAACY/q9fM4ZhHn08/S220/IMGP3438.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/TMyXiWjyAkI/AAAAAAAAAIU/hTLf-6xYIu8/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796290226838907389.post-4154929560108862373</id><published>2010-10-29T16:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T16:19:40.553-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Toy Story 3!</title><content type='html'>So I met a new friend at Mom and Tots this week and she mentioned that she likes to take her kids (she has 3) to the movie theatre every now and then.  Well I just thought Brant should be older before we head to a theatre and make him sit through a movie.  But, he sit's and watched both Toy Story and Toy Story 2 at home so I figured we'd be pretty safe with Toy Story 3.&lt;br /&gt;Well, we invited our new friends to go with us.  Brant thought it was pretty fun!  We got him a booster seat and some popcorn and he had it made. &lt;br /&gt;He sat nicely through most of it, got up a few times, but we both had a good time.&lt;br /&gt;I'll have to take him some other time to a different movie and see how he does.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796290226838907389-4154929560108862373?l=forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/feeds/4154929560108862373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2010/10/toy-story-3.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/4154929560108862373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/4154929560108862373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2010/10/toy-story-3.html' title='Toy Story 3!'/><author><name>Meghan Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16231787764506548339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuY8QIuNaEI/AAAAAAAAACY/q9fM4ZhHn08/S220/IMGP3438.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796290226838907389.post-1768771220580049874</id><published>2010-10-15T12:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T12:46:59.019-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Is the Peace...</title><content type='html'>The Temple Brings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been pretty hectic around here lately, with Colin in seminary, working full time and Me, working part-time and keeping a house running including finances, it's been easy to get stressed with the lack of time.  It's been easy to get frustrated with our miss-matched schedules and meetings to get to and fitting family time in when we can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colin and I decided it was time to go to the Temple.  We hadn't been in a loooong time, and actually can't remember the last time we went.  So last minute we decided to find a sitter and head on up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were determined to get answers.  We had been feeling ok with the way things were going, maybe a little stressed about Colin being in seminary and not in school, but we we're doing ok otherwise.  We had been getting conflicting advice and feelings about how everything was going from just about everywhere and everyone.  We felt we really needed a solid answer to how we were to go about the next couple years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we sat in the Celestial Room ( we were the last ones to leave! ), we both had the feeling that we were both doing what we needed to do.  I also had a special witness telling me there are only 3 people involved in a marriage, Heavenly Father, Husband and Wife.  No one else.  So regardless of what might be said, we have that testimony that we are doing all we can and Heavenly Father is happy with where we are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been hard, but it's been fun and will continue to be that way.  I know that by following the promptings we recieved in the Temple we will be blessed, not sure how but we will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796290226838907389-1768771220580049874?l=forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/feeds/1768771220580049874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2010/10/sweet-is-peace.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/1768771220580049874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/1768771220580049874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2010/10/sweet-is-peace.html' title='Sweet Is the Peace...'/><author><name>Meghan Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16231787764506548339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuY8QIuNaEI/AAAAAAAAACY/q9fM4ZhHn08/S220/IMGP3438.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796290226838907389.post-3675957804086001878</id><published>2010-10-11T15:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T15:08:26.282-06:00</updated><title type='text'>FYI</title><content type='html'>Despite popular opinion or belief, Colin and I know what we are doing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796290226838907389-3675957804086001878?l=forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/feeds/3675957804086001878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2010/10/fyi.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/3675957804086001878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/3675957804086001878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2010/10/fyi.html' title='FYI'/><author><name>Meghan Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16231787764506548339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuY8QIuNaEI/AAAAAAAAACY/q9fM4ZhHn08/S220/IMGP3438.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796290226838907389.post-4301095101632576289</id><published>2010-10-07T16:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T16:51:35.334-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What to blog about??</title><content type='html'>I always have such a hard time thinking about what to blog about as I don't think my life is all that interesting!&lt;br /&gt;But I figured I should try!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are having Thanksgiving this weekend here for Colin's siblings and we are excited about it!  I love turkey and laughing till my stomach hurts!  So it should be a good time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, Colin and I are in the process of discussing about having another babe.  Well, it's a very touchy subject for me as Brant's birth was absolutely horrific!  I am so scared to do that again!  So I've been doing some reading and have thought about researching about midwives.  They are covered by AHC and work on the baby's schedule and not work around plane tickets to Hawaii.  But I'm curious to as whether or not they accept VBAC patients.  So we'll have to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are also in the process of paying off our debt.  I'm working about 5-6 shifts a month and that pay is devoted to our debt.  So, after crunching numbers and deadlines we figure if we work really really hard, and live off as little as we can, we can be debt free in about 2 years!  But certain things need to paid off before others and some I don't care too much about paying off early.  So, we are looking at abou 9 months to pay off a few debts and pay off interest on remaining debts!  It's really exciting to look forward to things, like being debt free and possibly entertaining the idea of our own home!  **GASP!**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for halloween I thought it would be cute to dress Brant up as Tigger or Curious George, but NO, the second he set his eyes on a Buzz Lightyear costume, all hopes of getting him to wear anything else went out the window!  So I have this cute little costume for Buzz Lightyear and am really excited to get him all done up! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colin has started as the new early morning seminary teacher, and it's been an interesting month.  I'm trying to be supportive and make time for him to study and prepare lessons but it's tough!  Colin was going to take a class for business through Althabasca, but I don't think that's going to happen.  He's so busy with seminary and work that he would have NO time to study.  So that's a bit discouraging as we are told to get an education but his calling to not allowing time to do so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all going on in my life.  It may be dull and boring but we love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796290226838907389-4301095101632576289?l=forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/feeds/4301095101632576289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2010/10/what-to-blog-about.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/4301095101632576289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/4301095101632576289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2010/10/what-to-blog-about.html' title='What to blog about??'/><author><name>Meghan Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16231787764506548339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuY8QIuNaEI/AAAAAAAAACY/q9fM4ZhHn08/S220/IMGP3438.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796290226838907389.post-7378994115438140267</id><published>2010-08-13T15:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T16:34:34.174-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Spare Thoughts...</title><content type='html'>As I finally have a few spare moments to write a little blerb here are my spare thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived home from Utah on Tuesday August 3rd, and let's just say there hasn't been much recouperating going on!! We have my little brother here from Lethbridge for 2 1/3 weeks, and I've been trying to find fun things for him to do. We've been hiking, swimming, boating and tubing, camping and bike riding. Needless to say, we haven't had a moment's rest around here and... my house is a mess!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it really hard to have energy and motivated when my house is a mess. I honestly have mountains, serious mountains of laundry to do and I HAD a couple hills of dishes needing to be done. We're still trying to get settled from moving, I don't have everything where I'd like it and things in places I don't like but because they aren't in my face I don't fix it! If only I could get a couple days, baby free. (Wouldn't we all!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on to my spare thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was having a few "A-HA" moments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I have this need to be 'perfect'. I get mad at Brant and I literally hate myself for hours, I don't get my chores done and I feel like a horrible wife and mother. I'm unsure where this 'need for perfection' has come from, but it's caused me a lot of anxiety and I just can't believe Heavenly Father wants us to feel this way. I'm working hard on reminding myself, I'm NOT perfect and that's NO ONE is expecting me to be and that I need to have reasonable expectations of myself. I continually pray for help and strength to work through this and have developed a testimony of prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have a great testimony of families. I am continually grateful for my wonderful husband and adorable son. Life has not been a picnic for me, and to see how much my Heavenly Father loves me and blesses me and continues to help me through my struggles is such a huge testimony builder. Had someone told me things would turn out the way they have I probably wouldn't have believed them. So I do need to express my love and gratitude to my Heavenly Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also grateful for my membership in the Church, without it I know I would be lost. Of all the unexplainable and confusing things the world throws at us, this is the one thing that makes sense. Thankfully I've never struggled with this in my life as the gospel has always made sense to me. I remember going to a hairdresser who was a J.W. and while I never liked the idea of discussing religion with someone who has a pair of scissors to my head, discussing the Church with her, no matter how hard to tried to sway me, always reaffirmed my testimony of the Church. Only 144,000 going to Heaven?? Well, I'm screwed... why bother? Honestly? (If you ask Colin, it should technically say 144,026... but don't get them started on that! LOL) I remember asking her, if Heavenly Father is our Father, don't you think he wants us all to come back to him? I remember her face like it was yesterday, she looked completely bewildered! "Why would he want us all back?" I was totally lost! I remember that Spirit telling (almost yelling!) me "No, he wants us all back!" I could never believe something like that! It breaks my heart to think that some people believe that. Guess I need to be better at my missionary work!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We recently visited Utah and were fortunate enough to get some alone time to go to the Salt Lake Temple, and as wonderful as going there was... that's not where this experience is taking me. Temple Square recently opened a new exhibit, a model of the Salt Lake Temple (&lt;a href="http://www.newsroom.lds.org/ldsnewsroom/eng/news-releases-stories/scaled-model-provides-salt-lake-temple-open-house-experience"&gt;http://www.newsroom.lds.org/ldsnewsroom/eng/news-releases-stories/scaled-model-provides-salt-lake-temple-open-house-experience&lt;/a&gt; ) and it shows what it looks like on the inside. It was really neat to see, and I thought it would be great for those interested in the Church and curious about our Temples. (Finally show we don't sacrifice babies... lol) I just remember seeing soooo many people who you knew were not members of the Church. Asking questions and finding the exhibit really interesting. I mentioned to my Grandmother that I couldn't believe how many people (who we could tell where not members) were so interested. She said something that has been nagging me since. As a convert to the Church she would understand, but as a person who grew up in the Church I've always been a little shy about sharing the Gospel, thinking if they are interested they'll ask. She said "They're starving." She went on to say they are starving for something more. Of course I had heard that all before, but this time it really stuck. Because, like my Grandmother, whether or not they know, they ARE starving. I pray I may know how to help those starving for the truth, and not shy away from what I know to be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry this is soo long, I just feel I need to get my testimony out there as I NEVER do it in Church!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were my 'A-HA' moments lately, and I hope you all have wonderful A-HA moments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meghan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796290226838907389-7378994115438140267?l=forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/feeds/7378994115438140267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-spare-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/7378994115438140267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/7378994115438140267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-spare-thoughts.html' title='My Spare Thoughts...'/><author><name>Meghan Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16231787764506548339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuY8QIuNaEI/AAAAAAAAACY/q9fM4ZhHn08/S220/IMGP3438.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796290226838907389.post-5792683566606627815</id><published>2010-08-03T16:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T17:27:25.341-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Family Vacation 2010</title><content type='html'>This last weekend was our only weekend away together.  Colin works so much and doesn't ask for time off so this was the only vacation we got this summer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to relax ( I guess?!?!), spend time with family and we even got to go to the Salt Lake City Temple with my Grandmother who had never been.  It was a bit difficult for her with her crummy knee and all but it was a great experience.  We also met up with one of Colin's mission buddies and his wife.  It was great to see them and get to know his wife.  We hope to go see them again soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture below is the reason we travelled 3,500km (round trip) to Lehi, Utah, over the course of 6 days. &lt;br /&gt;Claire Alison Booth, born April 3, 2010 and blessed August 3, 2010.  This will be my last 1st cousin, and I wanted so badly to be there for the blessing.  We luckily got the time off and the funds to head down there.  We hadn't been down there for so long!  And it was great to see my family again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/TFigRZlvwoI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Ulf-fkE1Ds8/s1600/The+Boppie+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501323165620486786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/TFigRZlvwoI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Ulf-fkE1Ds8/s320/The+Boppie+005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Whole Family spoken of previously...&lt;br /&gt;I purchased a beautiful blessing gown from a friend who makes blessing outfits for babies. (&lt;a href="http://www.tinytreasuresclothing.ca/"&gt;www.tinytreasuresclothing.ca&lt;/a&gt;) She did a wonderful job and my aunt just LOVED the dress!  The best looking infant that morning (with there being 4!!!  baby blessings!) with her accompanying bonnet and booties. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/TFigQ1K0XyI/AAAAAAAAAH8/vP-mhAbfGZg/s1600/The+Boppie+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501323155843866402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/TFigQ1K0XyI/AAAAAAAAAH8/vP-mhAbfGZg/s320/The+Boppie+003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sundays are wonderful for naps.  My Aunt had friends and family over after the baby blessing for a bit of a brunch.  (Only after realizing it was fast Sunday! LOL)  We had worked hard to either distract children or prepare food for the brunch and we were so exhausted!  Colin passed out on Alison's bed and Brant wanted to nap with his daddy.  I, meanwhile, snapped a quick picture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/TFigQixQOgI/AAAAAAAAAH0/nRD1-BhNpyg/s1600/The+Boppie+007+(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 302px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501323150904801794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/TFigQixQOgI/AAAAAAAAAH0/nRD1-BhNpyg/s320/The+Boppie+007+(3).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our trip home was quite uneventful, which was nice.  A friend of ours lent us their portable dvd player and we watched Winnie the Pooh, Finding Nemo, Cars, Toy Story and Toy Story 2 at least 2 times each!  Winnie the Pooh being the most popular with about 5 viewings...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took the back roads to Calgary stopping by a little town we HAD to stop and take pictures at...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/TFigQeKurTI/AAAAAAAAAHs/dTUKMEu6OVw/s1600/The+Boppie+022+(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501323149669477682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/TFigQeKurTI/AAAAAAAAAHs/dTUKMEu6OVw/s320/The+Boppie+022+(3).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brant, I'm sure, had NO idea what the heck he was posing for, but he was sure cute!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We, of course, then had to stop for Peter's in Calgary.  Brant enjoyed his shake... Root Beer.  (Technically his uncle's... but David was nice enough to share!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/TFigQDRmoaI/AAAAAAAAAHk/jwFPLUMZ410/s1600/The+Boppie+030+(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501323142450553250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/TFigQDRmoaI/AAAAAAAAAHk/jwFPLUMZ410/s320/The+Boppie+030+(3).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then had to snap a video of Brant doing this...  it was too cute to pass up and I was lucky to record it... he thought the video camera was off!!!  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-860a7ae3af196d63" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D860a7ae3af196d63%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331597084%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2E6AC2ECABF023CB5CF89D77E09DEBE4BF3F95BC.53DB9EE037D57C38475D4AB90415428A898A3314%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D860a7ae3af196d63%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3ZHE3HdFlx6Ys7D_Y_Qiz3aI3yo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D860a7ae3af196d63%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331597084%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2E6AC2ECABF023CB5CF89D77E09DEBE4BF3F95BC.53DB9EE037D57C38475D4AB90415428A898A3314%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D860a7ae3af196d63%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3ZHE3HdFlx6Ys7D_Y_Qiz3aI3yo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796290226838907389-5792683566606627815?l=forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/feeds/5792683566606627815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2010/08/our-family-vacation-2010.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/5792683566606627815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/5792683566606627815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2010/08/our-family-vacation-2010.html' title='Our Family Vacation 2010'/><author><name>Meghan Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16231787764506548339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuY8QIuNaEI/AAAAAAAAACY/q9fM4ZhHn08/S220/IMGP3438.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/TFigRZlvwoI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Ulf-fkE1Ds8/s72-c/The+Boppie+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796290226838907389.post-3774164814963629848</id><published>2010-07-25T16:23:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T16:37:56.892-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One of the worst nights... UUGGGGG...</title><content type='html'>I hate to brand it "the worst night ever" as I have never had a colicky kid or whatnot.  But we have had our share of cranky baby nights... however last night I believe takes the cake.  (So far!)&lt;br /&gt;Our neightbour has an ex, whether or not it's ex-husband or ex-boyfriend I'm not too sure, but that ex has a dog.  We were under the impression there were no pets allowed here, but you gotta 'love' rule breakers.&lt;br /&gt;Our neighbour had her mother take her young daughter (just a bit older than Brant) for the evening, just so she could get a break.  Fair enough, we all need a break!  She had her ex over, and they were having some drinks.  They were being completely fair about trying to keep quiet, and respectful that we had a little guy.  At around 1030 they invited some friends over for drinks.  They too were nice and quiet, didn't play music too loud, but did hang out on the balcony and talked a bit loud.  Around 1230 they decided to go out... where I don't know... as i'm usually in bed and asleep by 1030.  Shortly after they left the ex's dog started barking.  And barking... and barking and barking.  Until finally around 115 we decided to call the cops.  They weren't home or I would have got them to shut their dog up!  The cops said they would send someone around to check things out. &lt;br /&gt;Their dog continued to bark until about 230 when our neighbours got home!  Needless to say, after trying hard, Colin and I could NOT sleep!  He finally stopped barking once they got home and ahhh... it was nice a quiet.  But ... not for long.  Brant must have had a nightmare and woke up screaming at about 245-300.  We brought him to bed with us and after about half and hour of crying he went back to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;(Side Note) I think it's funny how kids sleep!  I mean, I don't know about you, but I tend to stay relatively still at night and usually wake up in the same position I fell asleep in.  I think it's hilarious how much kids move in their sleep.  How do they stay asleep after moving soo much and then wake up bright and chipper?!!?  i have no idea...&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, after having been kicked, bumped, head butted and elbowed from anywhere from my tummy, head and boobs I got Colin to take him back to his room.  Well Brant woke up from trying to be moved at 530, and decided that that was enough sleep for him. &lt;br /&gt;So needless to say, we've been up since... oh heck I don't even know if we fell asleep!?!? &lt;br /&gt;It was a horrible night, and to top it all off, all three of us are sick, so sleep would have helped!&lt;br /&gt;BUT - we did make it to church, a little late, but we still made it!  Colin had to teach and I had to lead the music in RS.  And we got to come home and take a nap!  So not all was lost, but it's going to catch up with us I betcha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796290226838907389-3774164814963629848?l=forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/feeds/3774164814963629848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2010/07/one-of-worst-nights-uuggggg.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/3774164814963629848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/3774164814963629848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2010/07/one-of-worst-nights-uuggggg.html' title='One of the worst nights... UUGGGGG...'/><author><name>Meghan Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16231787764506548339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuY8QIuNaEI/AAAAAAAAACY/q9fM4ZhHn08/S220/IMGP3438.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796290226838907389.post-5840772011358537761</id><published>2010-07-12T13:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T13:42:31.873-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Learn something new with every... quilt?</title><content type='html'>For a while now I`ve been working on improving my quilting skills.&lt;br /&gt;I`ve made (almost) 4 quilts, and seem to learn something new each time I make one.&lt;br /&gt;The first one I made was for Colin`s brother and his wife for their wedding. It was fun because I was just learning how to quilt and had a couple of fun ideas, (and a new sewing machine) but thankfully had someone to help with the color selection as I`m not that well coordinated.&lt;br /&gt;(I can`t seem to find a picture of it right now!)&lt;br /&gt;With this quilt, I learned HOW to quilt. How to cut strips, squares, how to line everything up perfectly and basically everything there is to know about quilting. (well, besides triangles!!) I think this quilt turned out really nice, and was a huge project for a first-timer, but Barry and his wife enjoy it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second quilt I made was technically for Colin`s cousin`s wife. She was due with a baby and we were both pretty sure it was a girl. So, being `pretty sure` I started making this pink quilt. Well, low and behold she had a boy! So here I was with this cute pink quilt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/TDtrZam141I/AAAAAAAAAHM/8aVpD3hdsss/s1600/Hobbies+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493102254891590482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/TDtrZam141I/AAAAAAAAAHM/8aVpD3hdsss/s320/Hobbies+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully a friend of ours had a baby girl. I was going to make her a rag quilt but this couldn`t have been more perfect!&lt;br /&gt;With this quilt I learned that it`s not a great idea...&lt;br /&gt;1. to start a big project like this without being 100% sure the sex of the baby you are making it for&lt;br /&gt;2. never to pin a quilt on carpet... no matter how low the carpet! This quilt had a few spots where things didn`t line up and it puckered a bit, but it was still cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third quilt I made was for Colin and I. I figured I had made 2 for other people and I wanted one for myself. I love this pattern and will most likely make another quilt with it. It was really easy but I spent a lot of time cutting out all the different sizes of pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/TDtrZFOvU3I/AAAAAAAAAHE/ZvY6beULanw/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493102249153352562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/TDtrZFOvU3I/AAAAAAAAAHE/ZvY6beULanw/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With this quilt I learned that I should never go to Fabricland expecting to get all the fabric for one quilt in a day. While I love the pattern of this quilt and some of the patterns of the fabrics, some just don`t go together. Oh... and never let the husband pick out fabrics either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh... and NEVER under any circumstance take an overtired hungry baby to a fabric store... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This fourth quilt isn`t quite done yet. I am making it for my Aunt who just had a baby back in April. I had picked up these fabric patterns a while back and have been looking for the perfect project to use them on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/TDtrYW36ZJI/AAAAAAAAAG8/AbObW9MRyoU/s1600/005+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493102236709577874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/TDtrYW36ZJI/AAAAAAAAAG8/AbObW9MRyoU/s320/005+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Sorry, had to post the picture of the cute boy in it!!)&lt;br /&gt;While I love the pattern of the quilt (easiest one out there!!) and love the fabrics, I wish I had been a little more creative with the piecing. As you notice a predictable pattern happening. I wish I had been a little more spontaneous with the placing of some squares. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also... no matter how good you think you are... always pin borders... (not shown)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overall though, this quilt will be cute no matter what. Now I just know better for next time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have only learned a few things, but still continue to make the same silly mistakes! So I figured it I took the time to write it all down I wouldn't be so absent minded and I would remember NOT to make these mistakes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796290226838907389-5840772011358537761?l=forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/feeds/5840772011358537761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2010/07/learn-something-new-with-every-quilt.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/5840772011358537761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/5840772011358537761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2010/07/learn-something-new-with-every-quilt.html' title='Learn something new with every... quilt?'/><author><name>Meghan Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16231787764506548339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuY8QIuNaEI/AAAAAAAAACY/q9fM4ZhHn08/S220/IMGP3438.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/TDtrZam141I/AAAAAAAAAHM/8aVpD3hdsss/s72-c/Hobbies+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796290226838907389.post-243557670226557172</id><published>2010-04-10T14:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T14:45:52.294-06:00</updated><title type='text'>'Un'safe road hazard!</title><content type='html'>I feel the need to apologize to all the drivers out there who feel that I'm an 'un'safe road hazard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm sorry that I honked at you, it was completely my fault you felt the need to pull right out in front of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm sorry I'm not going fast enough, go ahead and speed to the next red light.  I'll meet you there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm sorry to inconvience you when I have the 'right of way' to turn left onto a service road.  I should kneel at your feet with gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I'm sorry I didn't yield to you turning left while I was going straight through an intersection.  How careless of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm sorry I'm merging onto the highway right beside you.  Please don't worry about making room, I'm sure I'll fit between you and that semi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I'm sorry I'm only going 15 kilometers over the speed limit.  Feel free to pass me while waving the finger, I deserve it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on a more serious note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I didn't see you and DID almost drive out in front of you.  Feel free to stop, hold up traffic and cuss me out, because I'm sure you've NEVER done anything like that before!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must need to take driver's ed all over again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drive safe everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796290226838907389-243557670226557172?l=forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/feeds/243557670226557172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2010/04/unsafe-road-hazard.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/243557670226557172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/243557670226557172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2010/04/unsafe-road-hazard.html' title='&apos;Un&apos;safe road hazard!'/><author><name>Meghan Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16231787764506548339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuY8QIuNaEI/AAAAAAAAACY/q9fM4ZhHn08/S220/IMGP3438.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796290226838907389.post-7173299721183645034</id><published>2010-04-04T21:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T21:48:03.166-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter, BABY!!!</title><content type='html'>So, again... we forgot our camera!  You would think that by placing it by the door you would remember to take it with you... NOPE!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Friday morning Colin, Brant and I went to the Calgary Zoo, and met up with some friends there.  It was fun!  Brant called every animal he saw a puppy, even after telling him that that large grizzly puppy could take his head off. &lt;br /&gt;After the zoo we drove the 3 1/2 hours to Oyen, Alberta.  My Great-Uncle and Aunt bought a home out there and completely renovated it and wanted everyone out for Easter dinner before they sold it. &lt;br /&gt;We felt kind of odd out there on this Easter weekend, what with it being General Conference and all.  We missed out completely on all 4 sessions, and Colin mentioned he didn't think he had ever missed a Priesthood session before.  But, thanks to modern technology, we will be able to catch up on all we missed over this next week. &lt;br /&gt;It's also was a bit of a dissappointing Easter for Brant.  Not that he knew anyways!  But I guess the Easter Bunny will have to come back tomorrow!  Colin and I kind of dropped the ball on that one!  My Grandmother had sent Brant a little dark chocolate Easter Bunny but we totally forgot!  I'm thinkin I'll head out to Walmart tomorrow and find him a few goodies and then take pictures of memories sake.&lt;br /&gt;We did have a little bit of exciting news... all 6 pounds 14 ounces of it!  My aunt had her baby girl on Saturday.  We had a phone call around 3:30 saying her water broke and she was off to the hospital.  Then not even 3 hrs later, at 6:15 we had a phone call telling us little Claire Alison was born.  We were all so excited and recieved pictures of her right away!  (Again, thanks to modern technology!)&lt;br /&gt;This trip was fun and good for us, considering with Colin's job and school I never really get to see him, or have a day where there is nothing on our agenda.  But as always, trips are nice to think about, but end up being more stressful than you anticipate!  We are happy to be home and sleep in our own beds.&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had a happy Easter, and enjoyed Conference.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796290226838907389-7173299721183645034?l=forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/feeds/7173299721183645034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-easter-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/7173299721183645034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/7173299721183645034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-easter-baby.html' title='Happy Easter, BABY!!!'/><author><name>Meghan Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16231787764506548339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuY8QIuNaEI/AAAAAAAAACY/q9fM4ZhHn08/S220/IMGP3438.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796290226838907389.post-584489362005836116</id><published>2010-03-16T13:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T14:06:23.196-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Has Spring Sprung??</title><content type='html'>Well, it's been a while since I've written anything here, and while since I've taken any pictures! So sorry, no pictures up this time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nice to be able to walk outside in sweaters again! Much easier too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colin has been busy with school and I've been busy with... well whatever I feel like. I've been going to the gym running and hanging out at Mom and Tots. Nothing terribly exciting and it seems to be the same week after week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colin and I went for a walk today and will hopefully be bbq after school! It's beautiful out! Just as long as Mother Nature lets it continue this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We really have no exciting news to report, hence the long silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be moving hopefully sometime this summer, because Colin will no longer be taking classes here at the college! "Is he done?" you ask? NO, but he will be taking online courses through the University of Athabasca for the next couple years. He will be able to work full time and get a few things paid off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are excited to move out of this little tiny place into something a bit bigger and then hopefully in a couple years buy a house! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's about all right now!  I don't think I'm very good at this blogging thing as I never have any witty, funny remarks to write in here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, have a great day everyone and enjoy the nice weather while it's here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796290226838907389-584489362005836116?l=forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/feeds/584489362005836116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2010/03/has-spring-sprung.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/584489362005836116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/584489362005836116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2010/03/has-spring-sprung.html' title='Has Spring Sprung??'/><author><name>Meghan Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16231787764506548339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuY8QIuNaEI/AAAAAAAAACY/q9fM4ZhHn08/S220/IMGP3438.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796290226838907389.post-6068487160988143513</id><published>2010-01-29T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T11:51:20.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New people mover...!!!</title><content type='html'>Well, it's been an interesting week! &lt;br /&gt;Our Oldsmobile has given us nothing but trouble for the last year and a half but we have just been too scared to look at purchasing a new car.  Well, this week we had had enough!  In the last 6 months this car has cost us more than what the car is worth and we had to decide if we were done pouring money into this car.&lt;br /&gt;We had been given a great offer on a bigger family 8 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;seater&lt;/span&gt; car, and were quite excited about it, but after crunching numbers and figuring for gas and insurance decided this 'bigger' car wasn't worth it just yet as we don't need the space!&lt;br /&gt;We were getting so confused!  While we felt it was time for a new car, nothing was working out for us!  Until yesterday!  I had gone into a dealership looking at used cars and pricing and such when it was brought to my attention that the interests rates on brand new cars has dropped to nothing!  (Thanks Toyota for making sticky gas pedals!) So after crunching more numbers found that we could get a BRAND NEW car for cheaper than a used because of the interest rate!  We were approved and finally felt that things were working out for us!&lt;br /&gt;We are going to the dealership to get our new car today! &lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how even though we may not see the final result, Heavenly Father knows exactly what we need, when we need it!  We are so grateful that this opportunity came up for us and are very excited to have a nice reliable car!&lt;br /&gt;Now just to get better at driving a stick!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796290226838907389-6068487160988143513?l=forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/feeds/6068487160988143513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-people-mover.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/6068487160988143513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/6068487160988143513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-people-mover.html' title='New people mover...!!!'/><author><name>Meghan Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16231787764506548339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuY8QIuNaEI/AAAAAAAAACY/q9fM4ZhHn08/S220/IMGP3438.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796290226838907389.post-4787446924636619863</id><published>2010-01-09T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T09:41:42.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year Snew Year...</title><content type='html'>Well, the New Year hasn't been too kind to us! &lt;br /&gt;Brant had a bit of a cough but then got better around the 2nd, but I got sick on the 30th with a sore throat and went to the doctor a little late but am on antibiotics.  I have never had a cold sore in my life, but this week I have developed... count them... 1...2...3...4...5...6!  Yep... S.I.X. cold sores.  They hurt soo bad!  I've been to the doctor and he gave me some pills (for genital herpes!!  But they work for cold sores too! YAY) and now I'm taking 2 prescriptions...&lt;br /&gt;I still feel gross and haven't done much!  I feel bad for Colin because he's had to take over a lot of things around the house because I feel like junk.  But that means I have the greatest husband ever! &lt;br /&gt;I was also supposed to give a talk in church on Sunday, but called and cancelled because I AM NOT feeling any better yet!  I feel bad because I didn't have a hard topic!  It would have been easy!&lt;br /&gt;I hope this year starts to look up and that I don't get sick anymore!  I don't think I could take another illness!  I'm just glad it's me and not Brant!  Unfortunately... I can't kiss my little guy!&lt;br /&gt;Brant is still talking and walking lots and he's still making us laugh.  He's also almost 13 months!!  It's crazy how fast he's growing up and turning into a little boy!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796290226838907389-4787446924636619863?l=forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/feeds/4787446924636619863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year-snew-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/4787446924636619863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/4787446924636619863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year-snew-year.html' title='New Year Snew Year...'/><author><name>Meghan Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16231787764506548339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuY8QIuNaEI/AAAAAAAAACY/q9fM4ZhHn08/S220/IMGP3438.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796290226838907389.post-938967430806310443</id><published>2009-12-29T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T08:45:44.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brant's Birthday Photo Shoot</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SzohiMpcE5I/AAAAAAAAAGE/h2dQToKsi_E/s1600-h/IMGP7344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420681972888114066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SzohiMpcE5I/AAAAAAAAAGE/h2dQToKsi_E/s320/IMGP7344.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SzohhgnlcKI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Pd1qS27jhWk/s1600-h/IMGP7338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420681961069179042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SzohhgnlcKI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Pd1qS27jhWk/s320/IMGP7338.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SzohhB4g5GI/AAAAAAAAAF0/jJ2Td_8JUPY/s1600-h/IMGP7318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420681952818685026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SzohhB4g5GI/AAAAAAAAAF0/jJ2Td_8JUPY/s320/IMGP7318.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SzohgoUHY5I/AAAAAAAAAFs/WavjrtH-niI/s1600-h/IMGP7304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420681945955132306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SzohgoUHY5I/AAAAAAAAAFs/WavjrtH-niI/s320/IMGP7304.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SzohgdqB-gI/AAAAAAAAAFk/mR2wMkvgNaY/s1600-h/IMGP7294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420681943094262274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SzohgdqB-gI/AAAAAAAAAFk/mR2wMkvgNaY/s320/IMGP7294.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Brant and I are both home sick, I've decided to try and update this thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I forgot to add that on Brant's birthday we did a little photo shoot to document it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was cold with LOTS of snow and I even got our car stuck, but it was a great 10 minutes!  Since Brant's birthday, we got together with family for Christmas.  It was fun.  We stayed in a hotel in Edmonton with my family and had dinner at my Grandmother's brother's house.  Where.... Brant started walking!!  He's not walking all the time but he can walk a lot more than he used to!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For Christmas we also treated ourselves to a new big tv and a Wii.  We got a great deal on both and were really excited to set them up!  We didn't own anything like this and Colin was tired of watching movies on my 19 inch.   But... if he complains now there will be problems!!  42 inches is HUGE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But now it's on to a New Year and we are writing out our resolutions and plans to help stay on course!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas and that everyone has a wonderful New Year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~The Andersons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796290226838907389-938967430806310443?l=forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/feeds/938967430806310443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2009/12/brants-birthday-photo-shoot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/938967430806310443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/938967430806310443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2009/12/brants-birthday-photo-shoot.html' title='Brant&apos;s Birthday Photo Shoot'/><author><name>Meghan Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16231787764506548339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuY8QIuNaEI/AAAAAAAAACY/q9fM4ZhHn08/S220/IMGP3438.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SzohiMpcE5I/AAAAAAAAAGE/h2dQToKsi_E/s72-c/IMGP7344.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796290226838907389.post-524624622491289232</id><published>2009-12-25T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T22:55:41.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas and more...</title><content type='html'>Hello all!!&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas!!&lt;br /&gt;Today has been a wonderful day!  It started with Colin, Brant and I at home enjoying gift openings by ourselves and then we headed up to Edmonton for dinner with my family!&lt;br /&gt;It's always nice to see everyone and catch up!  And who could forget the yearly `Tacky Tourist`gift pool!&lt;br /&gt;It was a nice Christmas!  BUT  ---  the most exciting news is that we have a full fledged walker on our hands!  Brant must have decided that he was sick of crawling and just started walkin! &lt;br /&gt;He`s a little shaky, but he`s goin!!!  It`s soo cute watching him go!  And it brings tears to my eyes to think that this time last year I had a newborn!  Awww... I miss him when he was so little!&lt;br /&gt;All in all Santa was good to us this year!  Good food, good friends and we`re sad it`s over!&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had a great Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;~The Andersons&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796290226838907389-524624622491289232?l=forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/feeds/524624622491289232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas-and-more.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/524624622491289232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/524624622491289232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas-and-more.html' title='Merry Christmas and more...'/><author><name>Meghan Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16231787764506548339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuY8QIuNaEI/AAAAAAAAACY/q9fM4ZhHn08/S220/IMGP3438.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796290226838907389.post-3197047531038951371</id><published>2009-12-17T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T11:29:52.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Haircut!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/Syp3-DzK45I/AAAAAAAAAFM/8a-dIUpdO_o/s1600-h/First+Haircut+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416273409921966994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/Syp3-DzK45I/AAAAAAAAAFM/8a-dIUpdO_o/s320/First+Haircut+010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/Syp39lSaPSI/AAAAAAAAAFE/dPLboicHTqo/s1600-h/First+Haircut+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416273401731497250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/Syp39lSaPSI/AAAAAAAAAFE/dPLboicHTqo/s320/First+Haircut+008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/Syp39etoIqI/AAAAAAAAAE8/S0MxrYa_Dqk/s1600-h/First+Haircut+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416273399966605986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/Syp39etoIqI/AAAAAAAAAE8/S0MxrYa_Dqk/s320/First+Haircut+001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This morning I walked in to get Brant out of bed and broke down and went to get his hair cut!  We wanted to get it done on his birthday, but he was a cranky kid and we were so busy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So today it was!  He was pretty good but too little to sit in a car by himself to get his hair cut so he sat on my lap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I think it's pretty amazing how these hair dressers can work so fast!  I guess they would have to with how much these kids move! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Brant thought it was pretty fun, and I just about cried through most of it!  Watching them cut off his cute blonde-red hair!  But he looks so 'stylin' now!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Brant is getting look more like a little boy every day!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh oh where has my baby gone!!! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796290226838907389-3197047531038951371?l=forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/feeds/3197047531038951371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2009/12/first-haircut.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/3197047531038951371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/3197047531038951371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2009/12/first-haircut.html' title='First Haircut!'/><author><name>Meghan Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16231787764506548339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuY8QIuNaEI/AAAAAAAAACY/q9fM4ZhHn08/S220/IMGP3438.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/Syp3-DzK45I/AAAAAAAAAFM/8a-dIUpdO_o/s72-c/First+Haircut+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796290226838907389.post-4700406268287084128</id><published>2009-12-12T19:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T19:20:34.895-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY BRANT!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SyRNOxmrdzI/AAAAAAAAAEs/XPJJf3Nwp9w/s1600-h/The+Boppie+063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414537568235255602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SyRNOxmrdzI/AAAAAAAAAEs/XPJJf3Nwp9w/s320/The+Boppie+063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SyRNOs0skBI/AAAAAAAAAEk/wW9fjTd8v7k/s1600-h/The+Boppie+052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414537566951870482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SyRNOs0skBI/AAAAAAAAAEk/wW9fjTd8v7k/s320/The+Boppie+052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SyRNOSIi1AI/AAAAAAAAAEc/8BEXTov9FP8/s1600-h/The+Boppie+048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414537559787361282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SyRNOSIi1AI/AAAAAAAAAEc/8BEXTov9FP8/s320/The+Boppie+048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SyRNOHQpwSI/AAAAAAAAAEU/LSHFywGNwqw/s1600-h/The+Boppie+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414537556868579618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SyRNOHQpwSI/AAAAAAAAAEU/LSHFywGNwqw/s320/The+Boppie+014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SyRNNiqAXpI/AAAAAAAAAEM/pVthSMlhDN0/s1600-h/The+Boppie+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414537547042807442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SyRNNiqAXpI/AAAAAAAAAEM/pVthSMlhDN0/s320/The+Boppie+039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Today we celebrated Brant's First Birthday!  His actual birthday was on the Thursday the 10th, but we decided to throw a little party on Saturday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;On his actual birthday, we didn't really do anything special.  Colin worked and studied and Brant was a monster all day.  I did, however, manage to get out for a bit and buy 3 cupcakes to have a little family celebration at home.  But we then went out to a High School choir and band concert later that evening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Today we had a breakfast for those who came.  There were presents, cupcakes and balloons too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Needless to say, Brant was more entertained by the balloons than anything else... even his little friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It's hard to say how Colin and I feel about our little guy turning 1!!  It was a big week for us!  I keep saying it's a miracle he survived... (or that we did!!!!) but we are so lucky to have this little fella in our home!  He's so happy all the time (well, most of the time) and has taught us a lot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It's been so interesting to watch him grow and progress over the last year.  Just remembering him as a little tiny baby just a year ago, to this huge (almost) walking , talking and learning kid!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We have sure enjoyed having this little boy in our lives and are excited to see what this next year brings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796290226838907389-4700406268287084128?l=forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/feeds/4700406268287084128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-birthday-brant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/4700406268287084128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/4700406268287084128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-birthday-brant.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY BRANT!!!'/><author><name>Meghan Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16231787764506548339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuY8QIuNaEI/AAAAAAAAACY/q9fM4ZhHn08/S220/IMGP3438.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SyRNOxmrdzI/AAAAAAAAAEs/XPJJf3Nwp9w/s72-c/The+Boppie+063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796290226838907389.post-4188129847530708082</id><published>2009-10-30T08:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T11:28:48.672-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sure, Come on in... H1N1</title><content type='html'>Brant woke up Wednesday morning with the sneezies. I hadn't thought too much about it considering he didn't have a fever and was completely happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the day progressed he got worse and worse, but still no temperature. We was getting cranky and didn't sleep well that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he woke up, he was burning and flushed! We took his temperature and it was around 101. We called HealthLink (even at 630 in the morning had to wait 45 minutes!!) and were told to get him checked out by a doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had him checked out and were told there was a good chance it was H1N1, although he can't conclusively say it is Swine Flu until a swab is done, but that would take 2 weeks and by then he would probably be over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been given anti-viral drugs for him and keeping him medicated with Tylenol. He still seems in pretty good spirits, still crawling all over and giggling, but still running a slight fever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been told to monitor his breathing to make sure it doesn't become laboured and if it does to take him to the Emergency room! Which we hope doesn't happen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colin and I haven't been affected yet, but I'm not too entirely sure we won't be sick in the near future.  I'm quite sure because of our closeness with Brant, chances are we will get it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now, Brant's crawling around like crazy and even enjoyed a little time in his jumper!&lt;br /&gt;Well, time for a bum change and a temperature check!&lt;br /&gt;See you all soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colin, Meghan &amp;amp; Brant!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796290226838907389-4188129847530708082?l=forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/feeds/4188129847530708082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2009/10/sure-come-on-in-h1n1.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/4188129847530708082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/4188129847530708082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2009/10/sure-come-on-in-h1n1.html' title='Sure, Come on in... H1N1'/><author><name>Meghan Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16231787764506548339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuY8QIuNaEI/AAAAAAAAACY/q9fM4ZhHn08/S220/IMGP3438.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796290226838907389.post-3044848039029236165</id><published>2009-10-26T18:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T19:23:00.335-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Photo Shoot</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuZEdvM_ZiI/AAAAAAAAADI/c0daNsyNoHs/s1600-h/IMGP3460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397076481127966242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuZEdvM_ZiI/AAAAAAAAADI/c0daNsyNoHs/s320/IMGP3460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuZEdKi4xSI/AAAAAAAAADA/4OJGICCp1Ds/s1600-h/IMGP3340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397076471287694626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuZEdKi4xSI/AAAAAAAAADA/4OJGICCp1Ds/s320/IMGP3340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuZDtyt_JjI/AAAAAAAAAC4/TzNhH-YSJWo/s1600-h/IMGP2692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397075657437947442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuZDtyt_JjI/AAAAAAAAAC4/TzNhH-YSJWo/s320/IMGP2692.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This past week, we had the priviledge of having someone come and do some family pictures for us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We had such a great time and Brant for the most part was a doll!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We are in LOVE with our pictures and the lady who did them did a fantastic job!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We are excited to print them off and share them with everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;There is nothing new and exciting happening in our house this week, Colin is getting ready to apply for Pharmacy up in Edmonton and I'm scheduling myself at the hospital once a week.  Brant is still crawling and getting pretty good at balancing on his own for a few seconds.  We are expecting him to start walking by his birthday in December.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We are starting the de-cluttering around here!  We have gotten rid of the big desktop and have gotten ourselves laptops.  So we will be able to turn our computer desk into a sewing table!  I'm pretty excited about that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Other than that, there isn't too much going on here.  Will most definately keep you guys in the loop should something exciting happen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796290226838907389-3044848039029236165?l=forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/feeds/3044848039029236165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2009/10/family-photo-shoot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/3044848039029236165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/3044848039029236165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2009/10/family-photo-shoot.html' title='Family Photo Shoot'/><author><name>Meghan Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16231787764506548339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuY8QIuNaEI/AAAAAAAAACY/q9fM4ZhHn08/S220/IMGP3438.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuZEdvM_ZiI/AAAAAAAAADI/c0daNsyNoHs/s72-c/IMGP3460.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796290226838907389.post-7627439416776820417</id><published>2009-10-20T10:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T11:02:10.530-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to work...</title><content type='html'>Well last night was my first night back to work at the hospital! &lt;br /&gt;It wasn't completely uneventful, but uneventful enough for me!  It amazing how much I have forgotten in a year!  And everything has changed in regards to processing, but at least one thing hasn't changed... phlebotomy!!   So I tried to at much collecting all night as I could!  It was pretty nerve racking as I haven't collected anything in a year!  I was on the verge of shaking!  But I did pretty good, and only missed one!  (This is a little maddening, considering I was one of the best!)&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully not too much else has changed with entering specimens in the computer either so I was able to enter PAP's all night!&lt;br /&gt;I hope next week goes better, I was almost completely useless and clueless!  But it was nice to have a break for the night!&lt;br /&gt;Colin did well!  Brant took a nap from 230 to 500 so he wasn't going to bed at 7!  We are trying to get him ready for the time change, so putting him to bed late is great!  The only downside is, he doesn't sleep in! &lt;br /&gt;Off for another day here in the Anderson home, hopefully I'll get to the grocery shopping and laundry!! :S!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796290226838907389-7627439416776820417?l=forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/feeds/7627439416776820417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2009/10/back-to-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/7627439416776820417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/7627439416776820417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2009/10/back-to-work.html' title='Back to work...'/><author><name>Meghan Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16231787764506548339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuY8QIuNaEI/AAAAAAAAACY/q9fM4ZhHn08/S220/IMGP3438.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796290226838907389.post-3064324472322550889</id><published>2009-10-18T17:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T17:52:19.539-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/StuqLcQsHBI/AAAAAAAAACI/oZ1A7E-fr5c/s1600-h/The+Boppie+776.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/StuqLcQsHBI/AAAAAAAAACI/oZ1A7E-fr5c/s320/The+Boppie+776.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394092092247776274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/StupwcVcHAI/AAAAAAAAACA/QAxOC5PcJ7M/s1600-h/The+Boppie+774.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/StupwcVcHAI/AAAAAAAAACA/QAxOC5PcJ7M/s320/The+Boppie+774.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394091628411231234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/Stupq4RvWUI/AAAAAAAAAB4/aY53IEMvT7U/s1600-h/The+Boppie+772.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/Stupq4RvWUI/AAAAAAAAAB4/aY53IEMvT7U/s320/The+Boppie+772.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394091532832692546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/StuplgbLdvI/AAAAAAAAABw/Q7NAy2JhnKg/s1600-h/The+Boppie+771.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/StuplgbLdvI/AAAAAAAAABw/Q7NAy2JhnKg/s320/The+Boppie+771.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394091440530487026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Thanksgiving, Colin and I decided to have his brothers, sister and new sister-in-law up for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;We had a great time and I was grateful for the opportunity to actually cook and turkey myself!&lt;br /&gt;We have a wonderful time catching up, chatting about school, work and other things.  And at the end had a great dinner! Well all thoroughly enjoyed ourselves, and Brant LOVED his first Thanksgiving turkey!  &lt;br /&gt;Afterward we went for a walk throughout the trees behind the college, it was cold but everyone had a good time!&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the pictures!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796290226838907389-3064324472322550889?l=forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/feeds/3064324472322550889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2009/10/thanksgiving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/3064324472322550889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/3064324472322550889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2009/10/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving...'/><author><name>Meghan Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16231787764506548339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuY8QIuNaEI/AAAAAAAAACY/q9fM4ZhHn08/S220/IMGP3438.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/StuqLcQsHBI/AAAAAAAAACI/oZ1A7E-fr5c/s72-c/The+Boppie+776.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796290226838907389.post-4488368954205037305</id><published>2009-10-18T09:54:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T09:56:20.339-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I've finally got it!</title><content type='html'>This is the first time ever blogging and I'm not quite sure what to write, seeing as this will be public and anyone can read it, I better not put anything embarrassing!&lt;br /&gt;I started this mainly for me to keep track of the new things happening in our family because I HATE handwriting in a journal!   So now that I have this down, I need to keep this updated!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796290226838907389-4488368954205037305?l=forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/feeds/4488368954205037305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-think-ive-finally-got-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/4488368954205037305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796290226838907389/posts/default/4488368954205037305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevertwitterp8d.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-think-ive-finally-got-it.html' title='I think I&apos;ve finally got it!'/><author><name>Meghan Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16231787764506548339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bw4CPKo5nGo/SuY8QIuNaEI/AAAAAAAAACY/q9fM4ZhHn08/S220/IMGP3438.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
