I know I'm missing one princess, but it was past her bedtime... so I had Tula stand in for her :)
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Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Making cookies
Last Sunday Phil and I decided to have a cookie making contest. We found two jars of cookie mix we had received as gifts and decided it was finally time to make them. Phil took one and I took the other. Phil embelished his a little with peanut butter and of course paid no attention to the recipe. I added frosting and sprinkles in between my cookies once they were done. Then we took the results to our friends house for dinner to see who won. They were all too nice to choose sides (but I maintain that I won...even though his were pretty good too).
Natalie decided she wanted to help make the cookies. So of course we had to capture that magic on film...

Natalie decided she wanted to help make the cookies. So of course we had to capture that magic on film...
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
And we're back . . .
Well, I left the mom world for a few hours today and ventured back into the adult world. Today was my first day back from leave and away from my kidlets. Thus the first chance I've had to update the blog.
I must admit we've done a lot of things over the last few months, and they are all a blur. I feel overwhelmed by the number of pictures I have on my camera and have not printed or posted so ... to catch up I will leave you with a few pictures and start fresh going forward.
Enjoy!
Sunday, November 28, 2010
The long awaited arrival of 2.0
After nine months of waiting and wondering what little bundle of joy would join our family next, we go our answers early Wednesday (November 24th) morning.
I woke up Tuesday morning with mild contractions starting 10 min apart and quickly moving to 5-7 minutes apart. After a few hours of those, we followed the doctor's orders and went to the hospitals. About 30 minutes after getting to the hospital, the triage nurses decided I had not made any progress and my contractions weren't strong enough to warrant me staying in the hospital. So home we went...a little discouraged.
We spent the rest of Tuesday going for walks, sitting on the exercise ball, taking baths and basically just waiting for something to happen. About 9:30pm that night (after having mild contractions every 5 minutes all day) things started to get more intense and contractions moved to about 3 min apart. After a few hours of that (because at this point I wasn't about to get turned away twice), we called the doctor and he strongly encouraged us to come to the hospital ASAP. We made it to triage about 11:20pm, and I was only dialated to 3cm, but my contractions were consistent and very strong so they admitted me.
At about 11:45 the doctor broke my water (with what looked like a knitting needle) and from there things really got moving. I got back in the bath tub for a half hour or so, then back to the bed. Before I knew it, I was ready to push. I did not (much to the dismay of my nurse) wait for the doctor to join us before I started pushing, in fact I think this conversation happened (unless I was a little dilusional)
Nurse: Honey don't push so hard, the doctor isn't here yet and I don't want to have to deliver this baby.
Me: You better tell him to run.
The doctor made it just in time to put on some gloves and deliver our new little bundle of joy.



I woke up Tuesday morning with mild contractions starting 10 min apart and quickly moving to 5-7 minutes apart. After a few hours of those, we followed the doctor's orders and went to the hospitals. About 30 minutes after getting to the hospital, the triage nurses decided I had not made any progress and my contractions weren't strong enough to warrant me staying in the hospital. So home we went...a little discouraged.
We spent the rest of Tuesday going for walks, sitting on the exercise ball, taking baths and basically just waiting for something to happen. About 9:30pm that night (after having mild contractions every 5 minutes all day) things started to get more intense and contractions moved to about 3 min apart. After a few hours of that (because at this point I wasn't about to get turned away twice), we called the doctor and he strongly encouraged us to come to the hospital ASAP. We made it to triage about 11:20pm, and I was only dialated to 3cm, but my contractions were consistent and very strong so they admitted me.
At about 11:45 the doctor broke my water (with what looked like a knitting needle) and from there things really got moving. I got back in the bath tub for a half hour or so, then back to the bed. Before I knew it, I was ready to push. I did not (much to the dismay of my nurse) wait for the doctor to join us before I started pushing, in fact I think this conversation happened (unless I was a little dilusional)
Nurse: Honey don't push so hard, the doctor isn't here yet and I don't want to have to deliver this baby.
Me: You better tell him to run.
The doctor made it just in time to put on some gloves and deliver our new little bundle of joy.
Abigail Louise Amsterburg
November 24th, 2010 @ 1:45am
8lb 12oz
21.5 inches
More pictures here...
Monday, November 1, 2010
Fall is Finally Here
So now that the temperatures are starting to feel more fall like (believe me I am so grateful for this, my little furnace in my tummy keeps me plenty warm!), we have been able to do some fun fall things like rake the leaves and then play in them...



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