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  1. <?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:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' 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-3511436714127613180</id><updated>2017-08-19T10:44:26.205-07:00</updated><category term="The Jams"/><category term="sports"/><category term="Football"/><category term="Tebow"/><category term="baby"/><category term="Reality TV"/><category term="The Bach"/><category term="Only a Mother Would Say"/><category term="pregnancy"/><category term="Girlfriends"/><category term="Motherhood"/><category term="Viral Videos"/><category term="holidays"/><category term="Impress Your Sports Lover"/><category term="The Tube"/><category term="14 at Heart"/><category 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type='text'>Kat&#39;s Playbook</title><subtitle type='html'>Sports from a Mama&#39;s point of view.  Motherhood from a sportslover mind.  Reality TV as if you&#39;re watching it with your BFF&#39;s.  And a little bit of everything else in between.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsplaybook.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511436714127613180/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsplaybook.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511436714127613180/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09360836201998101095</uri><email>[email protected]</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHDpBfBKbNE/TH1GUbmN6rI/AAAAAAAABI4/pCCv5M_myK4/S220/46072_758439055083_19211234_43513889_7543452_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>364</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511436714127613180.post-3933790819569078604</id><published>2013-11-27T08:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2013-11-27T08:10:49.338-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Baby #2"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Baby Girl"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Labor"/><title type='text'>Must Haves for L&amp;D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xyHt6pCbeSQ/UpYUvMQ-kGI/AAAAAAAACqg/MWMDqFm2g_A/s1600/2013+11+13_0525_edited-1_Small.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xyHt6pCbeSQ/UpYUvMQ-kGI/AAAAAAAACqg/MWMDqFm2g_A/s1600/2013+11+13_0525_edited-1_Small.jpg&quot; height=&quot;213&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Little Miss K is already 8 weeks old!&amp;nbsp; Holy smokes....8 weeks!!!&amp;nbsp; I know everyone says it, but the time really does fly by.&amp;nbsp; I look at her and think she is getting to be so big, but then other times I just see how tiny she still is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can read the full birth story &lt;a href=&quot;http://gappinger.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; But here are some of my key take aways from the big day (Yes....8 weeks later):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; This was the Honey Badger pregnancy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; At least that is what Gator Guy called it.&amp;nbsp; As in....I do what I want.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And Honey Badger Don&#39;t Give a Shit.&amp;nbsp; A key example: &amp;nbsp; I was driving behind a car that I thought was going too slow.&amp;nbsp; When I finally got the opportunity to pull ahead, I gave her a strong hand gesture (don&#39;t worry, not the finger...just more of a back hand to the face move) and said, &quot;Really sucks when you drive slow and are ugly too.&quot;&amp;nbsp; Yikes...I feel a little bad about that one.&amp;nbsp; But this was a common attitude.&amp;nbsp; Honey Badger Just Don&#39;t Give a Shit.&amp;nbsp; We enjoyed showing the official Honey Badger video to my mom during labor as she quickly judged her own daughter (knowing that I am just like her!!).&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.customdropshipping.com/data/design/system/img/20120208/honey-badger-don-t-care-round-ornament-6496-907.png&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;irc_mut&quot; src=&quot;http://www.customdropshipping.com/data/design/system/img/20120208/honey-badger-don-t-care-round-ornament-6496-907.png&quot; height=&quot;200&quot; id=&quot;irc_mi&quot; style=&quot;margin-top: 0px;&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; There is nothing relaxing about labor and delivery.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Anyone who says so is a liar and you should not trust anything else they say.&amp;nbsp; It is hard, exhausting, and effing hurts!&amp;nbsp; And yes, I got the Epi too.&amp;nbsp; And so to cope with this, I listened to the &lt;u&gt;most hard core music&lt;/u&gt; available.&amp;nbsp; Not quite Five Finger Death Punch level, but more along the lines of AC/DC and Metallica.&amp;nbsp; AC/DC&#39;s Hells Bells is the ultimate Get Yo Game Face On song and so I repeatedly listened to that one.&amp;nbsp; My advice for future mothers...&lt;i&gt;do whatever gets you pumped up&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp; This is your ultimate work out.&amp;nbsp; Your life marathon.&amp;nbsp; So get your game face on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://encrypted-tbn3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTouG_oBPtYwK07now7Bhiq92Zqcsntn7iUhU98iLfhCfCiE-J0&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;irc_mut&quot; height=&quot;200&quot; src=&quot;https://encrypted-tbn3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTouG_oBPtYwK07now7Bhiq92Zqcsntn7iUhU98iLfhCfCiE-J0&quot; style=&quot;margin-top: 0px;&quot; width=&quot;146&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; Throw your plan out the window&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I read all over Pinterest and blogs about birth plans.&amp;nbsp; I read it last time with Mr. T too.&amp;nbsp; And the truth is....the doctors know way more than you do.&amp;nbsp; I know...mind blowing isn&#39;t it.&amp;nbsp; But it is true.&amp;nbsp; And so if they say you need XY and Z, chances are you do.&amp;nbsp; Now, don&#39;t get me wrong, as a usual &quot;Let Me Talk to the Manager&quot; kind of girl, I know when to ask the right questions and get what I want.&amp;nbsp; But for the most part, there is a reason they did a crap load of school and you didn&#39;t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://images-blogger-opensocial.googleusercontent.com/gadgets/proxy?url=http%3A%2F%2Fcdn.caycon.com%2Fimg%2Fbusiness-plan-trash.jpg&amp;amp;container=blogger&amp;amp;gadget=a&amp;amp;rewriteMime=image%2F*&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;irc_mut&quot; src=&quot;http://cdn.caycon.com/img/business-plan-trash.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot; id=&quot;irc_mi&quot; style=&quot;margin-top: 0px;&quot; width=&quot;177&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; Don&#39;t bother bringing anything nice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; Again on Pinterest, I see all these fancy gowns, booties, and underwear made just for Mamas that just pushed a child out of their Vajayjay.&amp;nbsp; Here&#39;s my advice...SO NOT WORTH IT.&amp;nbsp; Unless you just like throwing money in the trash, then go for it.&amp;nbsp; But did you know that after part of birth is Naaaaasty???&amp;nbsp; As in you sit on a doggy pee pad to collect all the nastiness during your stay.&amp;nbsp; Do you want to buy special garments just for that?? Don&#39;t even bother using your own clothes or something that you just purchased.&amp;nbsp; And in fact, I say take the same approach at home for the first couple days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;irc_mut&quot; src=&quot;http://blog.hospitalbag.org/images/bloghospitalbagorg/SCT31201.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot; id=&quot;irc_mi&quot; style=&quot;margin-top: 97px;&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5.&amp;nbsp; Feel Put Together.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; Ok, I know I just said you should wear scrappy clothes, but that doesn&#39;t mean you can&#39;t look presentable.&amp;nbsp; There will be pictures.&amp;nbsp; And you will want to keep them at some point even though your face may be swollen and you look ginormous.&amp;nbsp; But getting comments that I looked great just an hour after birth made me think, &quot;Hells yeah!!!&quot; even though I felt like an effing diaster.&amp;nbsp; My tip: Pick a hair style that works in bed.&amp;nbsp; I chose the side braid.&amp;nbsp; And it stayed in pretty good and made such a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-JedfTooib9k/UpYYpD8Lg6I/AAAAAAAACqs/BkfRRzj4Prc/s640/blogger-image--671727485.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-JedfTooib9k/UpYYpD8Lg6I/AAAAAAAACqs/BkfRRzj4Prc/s320/blogger-image--671727485.jpg&quot; width=&quot;240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;6.&amp;nbsp; Send that baby to the nursery.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; This was the number one suggestion with Mr. T and we followed suit.&amp;nbsp; But this time I hesistated knowing this is our last baby.&amp;nbsp; I thought she was just too cute and I wanted all the possible cuddle time.&amp;nbsp; Gator Guy brought me to my senses, and we sent her to the nursery.&amp;nbsp; And thank goodness.&amp;nbsp; Because she took one last gasp of fluid on her way out, she needed to have a tube down her throat and rinsed out her stomach.&amp;nbsp; Holy hell!!!&amp;nbsp; I am beyond glad that I didn&#39;t have to witness that.&amp;nbsp; And with Mr. T, he had a huge blow out diaper of that black tar mess.&amp;nbsp; So leave it to the AMAZING nurses to help you out.&amp;nbsp; PS....always give a big thank you whether it is with cookies, a card or something to the nurses.&amp;nbsp; They are truly amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;irc_mut&quot; src=&quot;http://fiddleheadfocus.com/sites/default/files/imagecache/medium/c148939_m.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot; id=&quot;irc_mi&quot; style=&quot;margin-top: 46px;&quot; width=&quot;198&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7.&amp;nbsp; Take a breather about Breastfeeding.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; Ready...I know moms are going to HATE me and I am very happy that breastfeeding has worked for both Mr. T and Little Miss K.&amp;nbsp; But you know what...it doesn&#39;t always work.&amp;nbsp; There are &lt;i&gt;many &lt;/i&gt;babies in the NICU that don&#39;t get breast milk...and they turn out just fine!!Breastfeeding is tough.&amp;nbsp; And I give MAJOR props to those that do it for a long time.&amp;nbsp; But just remember, it is OOOKKKKK whatever you do.&amp;nbsp; Probably a good motto for parenting overall.&amp;nbsp; Everything is going to be OOOKKKK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;irc_mut&quot; src=&quot;http://www.brainpickings.org/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/everythingisgoingtobeOK.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot; id=&quot;irc_mi&quot; style=&quot;margin-top: 24px;&quot; width=&quot;144&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8.&amp;nbsp; Take EVERYTHING from the hospital.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;Ok, maybe not everything...but every little item that is in the room for you.&amp;nbsp; Diapers, the blue nose squeegee thing, pads for you, hideous underwear for you, tucks, vag spray, etc.&amp;nbsp; All totally worth it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;irc_mut&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Afc0ddkQgv4/TtKoMGrsbfI/AAAAAAAAA6U/MpIyyxgIi1I/s200/nose-sucker.bmp&quot; height=&quot;159&quot; id=&quot;irc_mi&quot; style=&quot;margin-top: 69px;&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsplaybook.blogspot.com/feeds/3933790819569078604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511436714127613180&amp;postID=3933790819569078604&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511436714127613180/posts/default/3933790819569078604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511436714127613180/posts/default/3933790819569078604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsplaybook.blogspot.com/2013/11/must-haves-for-l.html' title='Must Haves for L&amp;D'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09360836201998101095</uri><email>[email protected]</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHDpBfBKbNE/TH1GUbmN6rI/AAAAAAAABI4/pCCv5M_myK4/S220/46072_758439055083_19211234_43513889_7543452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xyHt6pCbeSQ/UpYUvMQ-kGI/AAAAAAAACqg/MWMDqFm2g_A/s72-c/2013+11+13_0525_edited-1_Small.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511436714127613180.post-7667895238563448154</id><published>2013-10-12T06:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-10-12T06:36:53.246-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Baby K"/><title type='text'>So in Love</title><content type='html'>Well our little girl is here and she is absolutely perfect. These two boys are just head over heels for her and it&#39;s late night diaper changes like this that just melts my heart.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-BbbHjCE4GqM/UllQcnwEK3I/AAAAAAAACoE/fjMReb8Rokw/s640/blogger-image-72452869.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-BbbHjCE4GqM/UllQcnwEK3I/AAAAAAAACoE/fjMReb8Rokw/s640/blogger-image-72452869.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Birth story to come...&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsplaybook.blogspot.com/feeds/7667895238563448154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511436714127613180&amp;postID=7667895238563448154&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511436714127613180/posts/default/7667895238563448154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511436714127613180/posts/default/7667895238563448154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsplaybook.blogspot.com/2013/10/so-in-love.html' title='So in Love'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09360836201998101095</uri><email>[email protected]</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHDpBfBKbNE/TH1GUbmN6rI/AAAAAAAABI4/pCCv5M_myK4/S220/46072_758439055083_19211234_43513889_7543452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-BbbHjCE4GqM/UllQcnwEK3I/AAAAAAAACoE/fjMReb8Rokw/s72-c/blogger-image-72452869.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511436714127613180.post-4809416508303872573</id><published>2013-09-30T16:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-09-30T16:49:56.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let&#39;s Compare Ginormous Bellies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);&quot;&gt;Belly with Mr T on the left. 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Yay for inducing!! &amp;nbsp;Always a plus for the ultimate planner.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsplaybook.blogspot.com/feeds/4809416508303872573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511436714127613180&amp;postID=4809416508303872573&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511436714127613180/posts/default/4809416508303872573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511436714127613180/posts/default/4809416508303872573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsplaybook.blogspot.com/2013/09/let-compare-ginormous-bellies.html' title='Let&amp;#39;s Compare Ginormous Bellies'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09360836201998101095</uri><email>[email protected]</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHDpBfBKbNE/TH1GUbmN6rI/AAAAAAAABI4/pCCv5M_myK4/S220/46072_758439055083_19211234_43513889_7543452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-irvypn_jB4w/UkoLbnQPpXI/AAAAAAAADuM/WVpSIerZlPw/s72-c/blogger-image--1876835850.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511436714127613180.post-4083668929193112102</id><published>2013-09-30T16:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-09-30T16:32:05.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG</title><content type='html'>We are having a baby tomorrow!! I just know that this little girl is already a planner and wanted to just wait until the scheduled induce time!&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-9AQEtfJVuQg/UkoJ81YRHuI/AAAAAAAACnw/5gSyfi9wq2o/s640/blogger-image--1921208668.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-9AQEtfJVuQg/UkoJ81YRHuI/AAAAAAAACnw/5gSyfi9wq2o/s640/blogger-image--1921208668.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can&#39;t wait to hold her!!&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsplaybook.blogspot.com/feeds/4083668929193112102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511436714127613180&amp;postID=4083668929193112102&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511436714127613180/posts/default/4083668929193112102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511436714127613180/posts/default/4083668929193112102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsplaybook.blogspot.com/2013/09/omg.html' title='OMG'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09360836201998101095</uri><email>[email protected]</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHDpBfBKbNE/TH1GUbmN6rI/AAAAAAAABI4/pCCv5M_myK4/S220/46072_758439055083_19211234_43513889_7543452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-9AQEtfJVuQg/UkoJ81YRHuI/AAAAAAAACnw/5gSyfi9wq2o/s72-c/blogger-image--1921208668.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511436714127613180.post-3032101685395901610</id><published>2013-09-01T06:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-09-01T06:23:37.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is Good When it is Football Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-YJ5E-BB1DMo/UiJIduPSARI/AAAAAAAAClE/MrR549xptxE/s640/blogger-image-1143467392.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-YJ5E-BB1DMo/UiJIduPSARI/AAAAAAAAClE/MrR549xptxE/s640/blogger-image-1143467392.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yesterday brings a level of excitement that I look forward to every year. It&#39;s the start of college football!! NFL is right around the corner and soon I will be drinking pumpkin spiced lattes and pumpkin beers. It&#39;s really my favorite time of year.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-xUKH1sRXsb0/UiM_np5jClI/AAAAAAAACl0/HBvLddh32Ls/s640/blogger-image--857592948.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-xUKH1sRXsb0/UiM_np5jClI/AAAAAAAACl0/HBvLddh32Ls/s640/blogger-image--857592948.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year it&#39;s even more intense. I don&#39;t know if it is mostly because I&#39;ve been counting down to the beginning of October ever since we found out our due date. But I also seem to have almost a CRAVING for college football.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Does anyone else experience this? Maybe not the football part, but crave things during pregnancy that are not food related.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-lXEEjDeCXvc/UiM_vjUe__I/AAAAAAAACmE/ngB-GCvM9Vk/s640/blogger-image-548638748.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-lXEEjDeCXvc/UiM_vjUe__I/AAAAAAAACmE/ngB-GCvM9Vk/s640/blogger-image-548638748.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For me, I have had a series of cravings. First it was Pink. I usually didn&#39;t wear the color, but for the past 3 trimesters I just can&#39;t get enough from my clothes, toe nails, and accessories. Don&#39;t worry, my ultimate favorite color will always be orange!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-2dLMZXJbI2M/UiM_j1Vll6I/AAAAAAAACls/jhmUG8S_pdo/s640/blogger-image--1608186693.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-2dLMZXJbI2M/UiM_j1Vll6I/AAAAAAAACls/jhmUG8S_pdo/s640/blogger-image--1608186693.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have also found myself CRAVING different music. I&#39;ve always had quite the wide range of songs set up in my playlists. But this was different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First trimester I wanted anything 80s. Love jams, rock, pop...just had to be 80s.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-QQfWxBzJpDI/UiM_rueC_4I/AAAAAAAACl8/Sln9EijGDSw/s640/blogger-image--1454957768.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-QQfWxBzJpDI/UiM_rueC_4I/AAAAAAAACl8/Sln9EijGDSw/s640/blogger-image--1454957768.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second trimester was all about Country. Just good ol knee smackin country. And the third trimester has been a combination to hard rock and pretty hard core rap. Yes, I can get down with that. Perhaps I am just trying to get whatever adrenaline rush I can get to keep the energy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-s8x29zlpQm8/UiM_fzTS-oI/AAAAAAAAClk/VDSelLSd1bQ/s640/blogger-image-1019086269.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-s8x29zlpQm8/UiM_fzTS-oI/AAAAAAAAClk/VDSelLSd1bQ/s640/blogger-image-1019086269.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsplaybook.blogspot.com/feeds/3032101685395901610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511436714127613180&amp;postID=3032101685395901610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511436714127613180/posts/default/3032101685395901610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511436714127613180/posts/default/3032101685395901610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsplaybook.blogspot.com/2013/09/life-is-good-when-it-is-football-season.html' title='Life is Good When it is Football Season'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09360836201998101095</uri><email>[email protected]</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHDpBfBKbNE/TH1GUbmN6rI/AAAAAAAABI4/pCCv5M_myK4/S220/46072_758439055083_19211234_43513889_7543452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-YJ5E-BB1DMo/UiJIduPSARI/AAAAAAAAClE/MrR549xptxE/s72-c/blogger-image-1143467392.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511436714127613180.post-889596637115087404</id><published>2013-09-01T06:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-09-01T06:21:53.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-tvVfk10YChk/UiM_aVMlDkI/AAAAAAAAClc/pU1AfJML9Fc/s640/blogger-image-883590609.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-tvVfk10YChk/UiM_aVMlDkI/AAAAAAAAClc/pU1AfJML9Fc/s640/blogger-image-883590609.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today is September 1st. A day I have been looking forward to for so long. September is not that far from October!! And waking up each day in August, the voice in my head would say &quot;OCTOBER....effing OCTOBER. SO FAR AWAY!!&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But now because this baby is &lt;b&gt;ginormous&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;(as in 99 percentile big) we have a set induce date of October 1st. Which mean the precious &quot;1&quot; means a lot. In at least ONE month, our baby girl will be here. One month. I can do this. I can last until October 1st. 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But a part of me really wants to try it out!&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-NcyNzCroPLQ/UiJEv6e94KI/AAAAAAAACk4/_kyK9O_EFbs/s640/blogger-image--1252321811.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-NcyNzCroPLQ/UiJEv6e94KI/AAAAAAAACk4/_kyK9O_EFbs/s640/blogger-image--1252321811.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsplaybook.blogspot.com/feeds/5336486329242639899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511436714127613180&amp;postID=5336486329242639899&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511436714127613180/posts/default/5336486329242639899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511436714127613180/posts/default/5336486329242639899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsplaybook.blogspot.com/2013/08/hoodie-for-two.html' title='Hoodie For Two'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09360836201998101095</uri><email>[email protected]</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHDpBfBKbNE/TH1GUbmN6rI/AAAAAAAABI4/pCCv5M_myK4/S220/46072_758439055083_19211234_43513889_7543452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-NcyNzCroPLQ/UiJEv6e94KI/AAAAAAAACk4/_kyK9O_EFbs/s72-c/blogger-image--1252321811.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511436714127613180.post-4397376546076350082</id><published>2013-08-31T09:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-08-31T09:10:48.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Night Lights</title><content type='html'>Taking Mr. T to Friday Night Lights has become one of my favorite things to do. He looks up to the students like they are celebrities and cheers them on during every play. Going to be a great season!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-O5WcOws_Fdk/UiIVaJ7zP3I/AAAAAAAACkg/AoJDq9KXnlY/s640/blogger-image-1952572414.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-O5WcOws_Fdk/UiIVaJ7zP3I/AAAAAAAACkg/AoJDq9KXnlY/s640/blogger-image-1952572414.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-oCQKtEUDfPk/UiIVg5nyOtI/AAAAAAAACko/ktDncLVWiO4/s640/blogger-image-241395884.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-oCQKtEUDfPk/UiIVg5nyOtI/AAAAAAAACko/ktDncLVWiO4/s640/blogger-image-241395884.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; 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style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-9Y_ZUljBZfU/UhVLw3EmrMI/AAAAAAAACjg/8WV9SV7aPik/s640/blogger-image-1377886663.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-9Y_ZUljBZfU/UhVLw3EmrMI/AAAAAAAACjg/8WV9SV7aPik/s640/blogger-image-1377886663.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I literally just want to dribble you down the hallway.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes...my belly in ginormous. Like a basketball. And this one is even from last week.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-pXJevRM9mds/UhVL0suICgI/AAAAAAAACjo/I-cLds0a4Mo/s640/blogger-image-1991637836.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-pXJevRM9mds/UhVL0suICgI/AAAAAAAACjo/I-cLds0a4Mo/s640/blogger-image-1991637836.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsplaybook.blogspot.com/feeds/4230397749342481682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511436714127613180&amp;postID=4230397749342481682&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511436714127613180/posts/default/4230397749342481682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511436714127613180/posts/default/4230397749342481682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsplaybook.blogspot.com/2013/08/like-basketball.html' title='Like a Basketball'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09360836201998101095</uri><email>[email protected]</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHDpBfBKbNE/TH1GUbmN6rI/AAAAAAAABI4/pCCv5M_myK4/S220/46072_758439055083_19211234_43513889_7543452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-9Y_ZUljBZfU/UhVLw3EmrMI/AAAAAAAACjg/8WV9SV7aPik/s72-c/blogger-image-1377886663.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511436714127613180.post-9075684851509488211</id><published>2013-08-14T19:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-08-14T19:54:13.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Roll Me Like The Blueberry Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ZszXje8abkc/UgxC0gKGI1I/AAAAAAAACjM/MCWyd742Qug/s640/blogger-image-2088304956.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ZszXje8abkc/UgxC0gKGI1I/AAAAAAAACjM/MCWyd742Qug/s640/blogger-image-2088304956.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Do you remember the girl in Willy Wonka that turns into a giant blueberry and is rolled by the Oompa Loompas??? Because I feel like that is going to be me. Now that I am back at school the following comments don&#39;t help either:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Student: &quot;Whoa! How is it you get even bigger each time I see you?&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Student: &quot;I thought IT would have been out by now. Haven&#39;t you been pregnant for 11 months?&quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Student: &quot;I hate to sound rude but how do you walk without falling over. Seems like the weight would just make you fall.&quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Teacher: &quot;When are you due?&quot; (Oct 8th) &quot;wow, if you make it that long we will have to start rolling you down the hallway.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hence my blueberry fear. And I should have punched each of them in the throat.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsplaybook.blogspot.com/feeds/9075684851509488211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511436714127613180&amp;postID=9075684851509488211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511436714127613180/posts/default/9075684851509488211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511436714127613180/posts/default/9075684851509488211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsplaybook.blogspot.com/2013/08/just-roll-me-like-blueberry-girl.html' title='Just Roll Me Like The Blueberry Girl'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09360836201998101095</uri><email>[email protected]</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHDpBfBKbNE/TH1GUbmN6rI/AAAAAAAABI4/pCCv5M_myK4/S220/46072_758439055083_19211234_43513889_7543452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ZszXje8abkc/UgxC0gKGI1I/AAAAAAAACjM/MCWyd742Qug/s72-c/blogger-image-2088304956.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511436714127613180.post-9207763779687342634</id><published>2013-08-10T14:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-08-10T14:06:18.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Will Raise Her Right</title><content type='html'>Just couldn&#39;t resist. Baby&#39;s first Bronco gear!! And it will be the first of MANY!&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-L87dR30FqnU/UgarSXPVKnI/AAAAAAAACi8/YXf1HOObKgs/s640/blogger-image-136099466.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-L87dR30FqnU/UgarSXPVKnI/AAAAAAAACi8/YXf1HOObKgs/s640/blogger-image-136099466.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsplaybook.blogspot.com/feeds/9207763779687342634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511436714127613180&amp;postID=9207763779687342634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511436714127613180/posts/default/9207763779687342634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511436714127613180/posts/default/9207763779687342634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsplaybook.blogspot.com/2013/08/will-raise-her-right.html' title='Will Raise Her Right'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09360836201998101095</uri><email>[email protected]</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHDpBfBKbNE/TH1GUbmN6rI/AAAAAAAABI4/pCCv5M_myK4/S220/46072_758439055083_19211234_43513889_7543452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-L87dR30FqnU/UgarSXPVKnI/AAAAAAAACi8/YXf1HOObKgs/s72-c/blogger-image-136099466.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511436714127613180.post-1321433780695001902</id><published>2013-08-03T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2013-08-03T07:55:15.458-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="3rd Trimester"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Annoys Me"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Baby #2"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Hormones"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Must Drink"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Running"/><title type='text'>Things That I Miss</title><content type='html'>&lt;img height=&quot;200&quot; src=&quot;http://www.thesportinmind.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/05/ws_Girl_Running_1680x1050.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Running&lt;/strong&gt; - I have steered clear of all running this pregnancy.&amp;nbsp; I ran quite a bit the first go round with Mr. T and wonder if that contributed to the 7 weeks of bed rest.&amp;nbsp; This time, I am sticking to the gym and yoga, however, I just miss being able to go for a run.&amp;nbsp; The other night we had a beautiful rain storm and that would have been a perfect moment to put on my shoes, hat and go jog it out in the sprinkling rain.&amp;nbsp; I saw someone else running and glared at them in pure jealousy.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;212&quot; src=&quot;http://www.washingtonpost.com/rf/image_606w/2010-2019/WashingtonPost/2012/02/23/Food/Advance/Images/beer033_1329966181.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Beer&lt;/strong&gt; - Let&#39;s be honest, this should be number 1, but I just didn&#39;t want to feel too much like I have a problem.&amp;nbsp; But really...it is hard not to have a beverage especially during the summer.&amp;nbsp; There is just something about sitting on the back deck and drinking an IPA, stout, Shandy in a can....I&#39;ll take any of it.&amp;nbsp; Many have said, but you can have a glass of wine,&amp;nbsp;the baby will be fine!!&amp;nbsp; However, that is not what I want.&amp;nbsp; I want a strong, flavorful, 10% IPA microbrew that comes with a cork.&amp;nbsp; Some people collect wine corks, I have a thing for Bomber Corks.&amp;nbsp; I day dream about what my first beer will be in October.&amp;nbsp; Right now, the verdict is Little Sumthin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;211&quot; src=&quot;http://www.anabolicsecrets.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/02/intense-workout.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Intense Work Outs&lt;/strong&gt; - Gator Guy is motivated...all the damn time.&amp;nbsp; And I usually am too.&amp;nbsp; I love kicking my own ass at the gym and I really miss doing it.&amp;nbsp; Especially now seeing the scale go up each week.&amp;nbsp; I seriously miss dripping sweat because I pushed my muscles to their edge!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;207&quot; src=&quot;http://cdn.lightgalleries.net/4bd5ec082e28a/images/BEVERAGE-DRINKS-PHOTOGRAPHY-ZACK-BURRIS-CHICAGO-BEER-MUGS-TOASTING-1.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Drinks with my dearest E&lt;/strong&gt; - Last summer was my first being a teacher.&amp;nbsp; And my dear e was pregnant with her sweet Charlie.&amp;nbsp; Now, I&#39;m the preggers of the group on summer #2 and we still can&#39;t indulge in some beverages and go to the local dive bar to feel better about our lives.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Next summer E!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;shorts ♥&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/736x/b9/41/f8/b941f88b00dc2884ff814f30f1f7c751.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Shorts&lt;/strong&gt; - Last summer I had a pair of orange shorts.&amp;nbsp; They were pretty short, but I ended up loving them, especially after getting a little sun on my legs.&amp;nbsp; But now the thought of wearing shorts in public is terrifying.&amp;nbsp; Who wants to see these legs????&amp;nbsp; No one.&amp;nbsp; Absolutely No One.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;213&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3g582QzAHXM/SoDFQIj6w9I/AAAAAAAABDM/Pp7s05L5jfc/s320/IMG_0850.JPG&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Laying on my Stomach&lt;/strong&gt; - It seems so simple, but boy do I miss it.&amp;nbsp; I finally bought a pool inner tube just so I could get a little bit of the feeling.&amp;nbsp; Still not that same.&amp;nbsp;And btw, check out Mr. T&#39;s little thigh rolls!!&amp;nbsp; He was and still is just the cutest!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;http://sophiefitness.ca/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/cartoon-girl-with-weights.jpg&quot; width=&quot;178&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. My pre-pregnancy body&lt;/strong&gt; - Ok, so I never looked like this cartoon...but you get the idea!&amp;nbsp; This one I think about every single freaking day.&amp;nbsp; I worked hard to be in shape.&amp;nbsp; And to see my thighs continue to grow, it breaks my heart.&amp;nbsp; Also makes me wonder wtf??&amp;nbsp; Why is it necessary for a layer of extra fat to be put on these thunder thighs??&amp;nbsp; Seriously.&amp;nbsp; I&#39;m pretty sure my quads can carry the extra belly weight without insulation being added.&amp;nbsp; I am also terrified at the number of spider veins that have been added to my legs as well.&amp;nbsp; It is like damn Charlotte, her web, and her whole damn family has decided to camp out permanently.&amp;nbsp; I appreciate all the comments of &quot;you look so great!&amp;nbsp; You carry the baby weight so well.&quot;&amp;nbsp; Most of the time I can be polite and say thank you.&amp;nbsp; Deep down, I am saying screw you.&amp;nbsp; You know you can see my fat ass, thighs and face.&amp;nbsp; Damn you October!!! You seem so far away!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;295&quot; src=&quot;http://partners.visitrenotahoe.com/assets/508/sushi.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Sushi&lt;/strong&gt; - Not a huge deal, but I would LOVE some sushi.&amp;nbsp; Its amazing how you follow all the rules to a T the first go round and blow that out of the water on child number 2.&amp;nbsp; So yes, I have had some spicy tuna rolls and other delish sushi this time.&amp;nbsp; Now I just want more.&amp;nbsp; Perhaps some saki too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;http://www.satyaliveyoga.com.au/files/2012/11/Bow-pose-Dhanurasana1.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Twisting and Floor Bow&lt;/strong&gt; - Yoga has become a big passion of mine.&amp;nbsp; (Thanks E for changing my life in multiple ways).&amp;nbsp; And I LOVED to twist.&amp;nbsp; It was relaxing, cleansing, and a must do in each class.&amp;nbsp; Obviously that is out of the question now.&amp;nbsp; Floor bow was also one of my favorite poses and I miss it so.&amp;nbsp; However, on a plus side my practice has changed in other ways as I now can mostly just focus on my breath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;277&quot; src=&quot;http://robertdhamilton.me/wp-content/uploads/2013/01/Confidence-Level.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. My Confidence&lt;/strong&gt; - its true.&amp;nbsp; This pregnancy has really&amp;nbsp;rocked my confidence.&amp;nbsp; From everything to I think people are judging what I wear, what I do, when I work out, what kind of mother I am, and when I will come back to work.&amp;nbsp; Before that...I was the&amp;nbsp;type of person that says, screw you...&lt;em&gt;I do what I want&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;nbsp; It is getting a little better now that I&#39;m on the home stretch, but it is still frustrating that I am not the confident person I was before.&amp;nbsp; Damn you pregnancy!!&amp;nbsp; Screwing with my emotions!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsplaybook.blogspot.com/feeds/1321433780695001902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511436714127613180&amp;postID=1321433780695001902&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511436714127613180/posts/default/1321433780695001902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511436714127613180/posts/default/1321433780695001902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsplaybook.blogspot.com/2013/08/things-that-i-miss.html' title='Things That I Miss'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09360836201998101095</uri><email>[email protected]</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHDpBfBKbNE/TH1GUbmN6rI/AAAAAAAABI4/pCCv5M_myK4/S220/46072_758439055083_19211234_43513889_7543452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3g582QzAHXM/SoDFQIj6w9I/AAAAAAAABDM/Pp7s05L5jfc/s72-c/IMG_0850.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511436714127613180.post-8077920220882063989</id><published>2013-08-02T07:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-08-02T07:14:38.119-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="3rd Trimester"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Annoys Me"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pregnancy"/><title type='text'>Dear Pregnant Body,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;200&quot; src=&quot;http://www.dukehealth.org/repository/dukehealth/2010/09/02/13/32/01/9892/charliehorse.jpg&quot; width=&quot;169&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Pregnant Body,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You continue to change just about every tiny inch of me and the way I function every single day. I get it. &lt;strong&gt;It&#39;s a freaking miracle and all.&lt;/strong&gt; But what the heck is with the middle-of-the-night-make-me-want-to-effing-scream-Charlie-horses?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gk1YufvVNCU/TWGtAgxAVEI/AAAAAAAAAGw/BxlA-Mf5XSA/s1600/Angry-Emoticon.gif&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;200&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gk1YufvVNCU/TWGtAgxAVEI/AAAAAAAAAGw/BxlA-Mf5XSA/s200/Angry-Emoticon.gif&quot; width=&quot;192&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This symptom is just down right cruel and just not fair.&amp;nbsp; Is the sensation of my calf muscle cramping up and not letting me breath suppose to prepare me for the real contractions?? Both are painful yes. But come on pregnant body!!! If anything it wakes me up and leaves me in a pissy mood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.sherv.net/cm/emoticons/horror/gollum-screaming-smiley-emoticon.gif&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;200&quot; src=&quot;http://www.sherv.net/cm/emoticons/horror/gollum-screaming-smiley-emoticon.gif&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thanks pregnant body. Now I need to try to calm myself down each morning&amp;nbsp;and get my positive mojo back meanwhile hating you!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Xoxo,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsplaybook.blogspot.com/feeds/8077920220882063989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511436714127613180&amp;postID=8077920220882063989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511436714127613180/posts/default/8077920220882063989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511436714127613180/posts/default/8077920220882063989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsplaybook.blogspot.com/2013/08/dear-pregnant-body.html' title='Dear Pregnant Body,'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09360836201998101095</uri><email>[email protected]</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHDpBfBKbNE/TH1GUbmN6rI/AAAAAAAABI4/pCCv5M_myK4/S220/46072_758439055083_19211234_43513889_7543452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gk1YufvVNCU/TWGtAgxAVEI/AAAAAAAAAGw/BxlA-Mf5XSA/s72-c/Angry-Emoticon.gif" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511436714127613180.post-2153607773536175753</id><published>2013-07-23T19:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-08-02T07:15:09.667-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="3rd Trimester"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Baby #2"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Belly"/><title type='text'>28 Weeks</title><content type='html'>Well this pic is from 28 weeks even though I am 29 weeks today. Doesn&#39;t seem like that big of a difference but when you are on the home stretch I will take every freaking day I can get!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-KnxAqvQUzDU/Ue88MFJLjMI/AAAAAAAACiM/-VUKHl_tI0k/s640/blogger-image-320723127.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-KnxAqvQUzDU/Ue88MFJLjMI/AAAAAAAACiM/-VUKHl_tI0k/s640/blogger-image-320723127.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;Symptoms and emotions are up and down and all over the freaking place. But taking just one day at a time and concentrating on spending the rest of summer with Mr. T, getting the baby&#39;s room ready, and prepping for the new school year!! Not busy at all 😉&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsplaybook.blogspot.com/feeds/2153607773536175753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511436714127613180&amp;postID=2153607773536175753&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511436714127613180/posts/default/2153607773536175753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511436714127613180/posts/default/2153607773536175753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsplaybook.blogspot.com/2013/07/28-weeks.html' title='28 Weeks'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09360836201998101095</uri><email>[email protected]</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHDpBfBKbNE/TH1GUbmN6rI/AAAAAAAABI4/pCCv5M_myK4/S220/46072_758439055083_19211234_43513889_7543452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-KnxAqvQUzDU/Ue88MFJLjMI/AAAAAAAACiM/-VUKHl_tI0k/s72-c/blogger-image-320723127.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511436714127613180.post-3939035185806786192</id><published>2013-07-23T19:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-08-02T07:15:29.303-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Seriously"/><title type='text'>You Really Can Find Everything on Pinterest</title><content type='html'>And I laugh at this one. Will never let my daughter wear it. But I still laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-71HY2kmUnOE/Ue869D9Wd-I/AAAAAAAACh8/ynIHZlZdz5Y/s640/blogger-image-1025240407.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-71HY2kmUnOE/Ue869D9Wd-I/AAAAAAAACh8/ynIHZlZdz5Y/s640/blogger-image-1025240407.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsplaybook.blogspot.com/feeds/3939035185806786192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511436714127613180&amp;postID=3939035185806786192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511436714127613180/posts/default/3939035185806786192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511436714127613180/posts/default/3939035185806786192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsplaybook.blogspot.com/2013/07/you-really-can-find-everything-on.html' title='You Really Can Find Everything on Pinterest'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09360836201998101095</uri><email>[email protected]</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHDpBfBKbNE/TH1GUbmN6rI/AAAAAAAABI4/pCCv5M_myK4/S220/46072_758439055083_19211234_43513889_7543452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-71HY2kmUnOE/Ue869D9Wd-I/AAAAAAAACh8/ynIHZlZdz5Y/s72-c/blogger-image-1025240407.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511436714127613180.post-2233615554791123918</id><published>2013-07-15T10:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-07-15T10:08:11.663-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="3rd Trimester"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Deep Breath"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Gator Guy"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Hubby Love"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pregnancy"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="The Little Things"/><title type='text'>It&#39;s the Little Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;I am seriously so darn lucky.&amp;nbsp; It has been a rough week with how I have been feeling emotionally and physically.&amp;nbsp; (3rd trimester SUCKS!!)&amp;nbsp; And it has been even more frustrating with both my OB and thyroid doctors on vacation and unable to answer my questions.&amp;nbsp; But Gator Guy is my rock.&amp;nbsp; He is always there for me and surprises me with the little things.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Today I got an ecard telling me to feel better. So simple, and yet means so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://i.123g.us/c/gen_getwell/th/120643_th.gif&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Get Well Hug!&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://i.123g.us/c/gen_getwell/th/120643_th.gif&quot; height=&quot;200&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;It reminds me of when we were just young and in love and AOL was cool.&amp;nbsp; We would send ecards all the time to each other, and I remember spending hours looking at websites for the perfect card with the perfect song just to say hi.&amp;nbsp; It was just what I needed today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://images.lowes.com/product/converted/748119/748119199016.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-height=&quot;900&quot; src=&quot;http://images.lowes.com/product/converted/748119/748119199016.jpg&quot; data-width=&quot;900&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; id=&quot;enlarged-image-1&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;And even more kudos were given to Gator Guy this weekend.&amp;nbsp; I spent most of the time in bed and he came home with a big smile on his face saying he bought something at The Man Store (a.k.a. Lowes) for the baby.&amp;nbsp; Totally confused at first but then realizing that it was at the Man Store that had the perfect chandelier that I wanted for the baby&#39;s room.&amp;nbsp; I of course have been on a hunt for a cheaper version, but he thought he was a necessity and a perfect little gift from him to her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://pbs.twimg.com/media/BPK2ygaCIAIOMKc.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Embedded image permalink&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;375&quot; src=&quot;https://pbs.twimg.com/media/BPK2ygaCIAIOMKc.jpg&quot; width=&quot;281&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;He is truly amazing.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsplaybook.blogspot.com/feeds/2233615554791123918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511436714127613180&amp;postID=2233615554791123918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511436714127613180/posts/default/2233615554791123918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511436714127613180/posts/default/2233615554791123918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsplaybook.blogspot.com/2013/07/its-little-things.html' title='It&#39;s the Little Things'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09360836201998101095</uri><email>[email protected]</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHDpBfBKbNE/TH1GUbmN6rI/AAAAAAAABI4/pCCv5M_myK4/S220/46072_758439055083_19211234_43513889_7543452_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511436714127613180.post-4319412706299121530</id><published>2013-07-07T06:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-07-15T10:09:15.202-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="3rd Trimester"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Baby #2"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Belly"/><title type='text'>Baby Basketball</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Gator Guy says this one looks like a basketball or a fake bump somehow. I have to agree. Low and out...it&#39;s how I roll.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eqw0N0Q17fU/UdlvaGIwQVI/AAAAAAAAChY/66PsHsN3yfQ/s640/blogger-image-1708706237.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eqw0N0Q17fU/UdlvaGIwQVI/AAAAAAAAChY/66PsHsN3yfQ/s640/blogger-image-1708706237.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsplaybook.blogspot.com/feeds/4319412706299121530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511436714127613180&amp;postID=4319412706299121530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511436714127613180/posts/default/4319412706299121530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511436714127613180/posts/default/4319412706299121530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsplaybook.blogspot.com/2013/07/baby-basketball.html' title='Baby Basketball'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09360836201998101095</uri><email>[email protected]</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHDpBfBKbNE/TH1GUbmN6rI/AAAAAAAABI4/pCCv5M_myK4/S220/46072_758439055083_19211234_43513889_7543452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eqw0N0Q17fU/UdlvaGIwQVI/AAAAAAAAChY/66PsHsN3yfQ/s72-c/blogger-image-1708706237.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511436714127613180.post-4898626861074545467</id><published>2013-07-03T07:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-07-03T07:14:02.085-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Deep Breath"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="The Jams"/><title type='text'>Where is My Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://myfirstbabybump.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;My Dearest E&lt;/a&gt; played this song in her yoga class this week.&amp;nbsp; I am in LOVE with it.&amp;nbsp; It is my new &quot;Must Stop, Breathe, and Relax&quot; song.&amp;nbsp; Some day when I decide to actually play the piano again, this is a Must Learn!!&amp;nbsp; Thanks E&amp;nbsp; ;)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen=&quot;&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;344&quot; src=&quot;//www.youtube.com/embed/4NZdggNUvq0&quot; width=&quot;459&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsplaybook.blogspot.com/feeds/4898626861074545467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511436714127613180&amp;postID=4898626861074545467&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511436714127613180/posts/default/4898626861074545467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511436714127613180/posts/default/4898626861074545467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsplaybook.blogspot.com/2013/07/where-is-my-mind.html' title='Where is My Mind'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09360836201998101095</uri><email>[email protected]</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHDpBfBKbNE/TH1GUbmN6rI/AAAAAAAABI4/pCCv5M_myK4/S220/46072_758439055083_19211234_43513889_7543452_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511436714127613180.post-8881557952177273389</id><published>2013-06-30T20:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-06-30T20:14:44.192-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Annoys Me"/><title type='text'>3 Things that Annoy Me</title><content type='html'>Sorry moms if this is totally you, but there are three things that just annoy me like crazy.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Wreaths&lt;/b&gt; - yes I am addicted to Pinterest just like most of us.&amp;nbsp; But I totally do not get the wreath thing.&amp;nbsp; I think they are ugly and make me feel like those who have them are working to earn badges on their sashes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;20 Gorgeous DIY Wreaths..&quot; class=&quot;pinImage&quot; src=&quot;http://media-cache-ec2.pinimg.com/736x/3d/8a/89/3d8a89925abaf4966214a1a81906b90f.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot; style=&quot;height: 640px; margin: 0px auto; padding: 40px 0px; width: 361px;&quot; width=&quot;112&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Family Bumper Stickers&lt;/b&gt; - I really don&#39;t care how many kids you have.&amp;nbsp; And when it is more than 3, it is pretty obvious with your van.&amp;nbsp; Please Mr. T and future baby girl - do not ever buy me one of these.&amp;nbsp; I will NOT put it on my car.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://qph.is.quoracdn.net/main-qimg-73543b9c63b2ee65a86ebe68546e9c13&quot; height=&quot;106&quot; id=&quot;irc_mi&quot; style=&quot;margin-top: 132px;&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Paint Chip Crafts&lt;/b&gt; - This is stealing, right?&amp;nbsp; I mean where is everyone getting these paint cards?&amp;nbsp; Did you really use these to pick the perfect color in your room?&amp;nbsp; Or are you raiding the nearest Lowes and Home Depot to make your craft of the month?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img alt=&quot;Reused Paint sample cards&quot; class=&quot;pinImage&quot; src=&quot;http://media-cache-ak1.pinimg.com/736x/57/70/66/577066cb6dc59b53e088568afe7feed3.jpg&quot; style=&quot;height: 960px; margin: 0px auto; padding: 40px 0px; width: 455px;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsplaybook.blogspot.com/feeds/8881557952177273389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511436714127613180&amp;postID=8881557952177273389&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511436714127613180/posts/default/8881557952177273389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511436714127613180/posts/default/8881557952177273389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsplaybook.blogspot.com/2013/06/3-things-that-annoy-me.html' title='3 Things that Annoy Me'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09360836201998101095</uri><email>[email protected]</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHDpBfBKbNE/TH1GUbmN6rI/AAAAAAAABI4/pCCv5M_myK4/S220/46072_758439055083_19211234_43513889_7543452_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511436714127613180.post-9023345015435043341</id><published>2013-06-30T14:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-06-30T14:08:28.791-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pregnancy"/><title type='text'>Some Days Just Require</title><content type='html'>At least 3 naps....for Mama.&amp;nbsp; That is what today has consisted of.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;309&quot; id=&quot;irc_mi&quot; src=&quot;http://www.networkworld.com/Micronet%20images/catnap.jpg&quot; style=&quot;margin-top: 42px;&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Best quote of the day (which is probably a direct quote from me) is when Mr. T came up and said, &quot;Mama, pregnancy is hard, huh?&quot;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Damn straight its hard.&amp;nbsp; Damn straight.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsplaybook.blogspot.com/feeds/9023345015435043341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511436714127613180&amp;postID=9023345015435043341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511436714127613180/posts/default/9023345015435043341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511436714127613180/posts/default/9023345015435043341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsplaybook.blogspot.com/2013/06/some-days-just-require.html' title='Some Days Just Require'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09360836201998101095</uri><email>[email protected]</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHDpBfBKbNE/TH1GUbmN6rI/AAAAAAAABI4/pCCv5M_myK4/S220/46072_758439055083_19211234_43513889_7543452_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511436714127613180.post-3414942035497884851</id><published>2013-06-28T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2013-06-29T08:37:13.820-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="4 Year Old"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Annoys Me"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Baseball"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Teamwork"/><title type='text'>Snacks</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vsU2-2Oe4To/Uc4D3KmExCI/AAAAAAAAChE/1EgthYK1uyA/s640/photo+(12).jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vsU2-2Oe4To/Uc4D3KmExCI/AAAAAAAAChE/1EgthYK1uyA/s640/photo+(12).jpg&quot; height=&quot;350&quot; width=&quot;400&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Mr. T is playing baseball and on a real team.&amp;nbsp; Not like soccer that we tried and it was more of a an activity with parents and kids running through hula hoops.&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;The real deal.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt; It is still of course chaos with 4-year-olds running to the wrong bases, throwing the ball at each other instead of tagging with their mitt, and kids getting tired and sitting down.&amp;nbsp; But it is so much fun and I know it is just the beginning.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://school.discoveryeducation.com/clipart/images/snacks.gif&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;196&quot; id=&quot;irc_mi&quot; src=&quot;http://school.discoveryeducation.com/clipart/images/snacks.gif&quot; style=&quot;margin-top: 0px;&quot; width=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;What really annoys me is snack.&amp;nbsp; Obviously some parents complained before the season started and said they did not want to do a team snack due to allergies, junk food....or &lt;i&gt;whatever&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I responded saying I didn&#39;t care one way or another.&amp;nbsp; But now the truth is...I totally care.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://tendersandtrails.files.wordpress.com/2012/08/nut20free20label.gif&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;200&quot; id=&quot;irc_mi&quot; src=&quot;http://tendersandtrails.files.wordpress.com/2012/08/nut20free20label.gif&quot; style=&quot;margin-top: 0px;&quot; width=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;I WANT SNACK TIME.&amp;nbsp; Instead, each week we pack (or forget to pack) a little snack just for Mr. T.&amp;nbsp; Where as before, it would have just been our duty for one week.&amp;nbsp; But that is not my biggest issue.&amp;nbsp; It really comes down to bonding.&amp;nbsp; Not that Mr. T needs more friends at this point, but to be honest, I hardly know any of the kids on the team.&amp;nbsp; Their jerseys do not have names and the parents just sit in their camping chairs and do not really mingle.&amp;nbsp; Personally, I do not need any new friends either.&amp;nbsp; But when Mr. T finishes a game and has no idea who he played with, it simply just annoys me.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://encrypted-tbn3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTvEEFeDH0kLifpC_BuB3tsIAWUq4dF9hbIBSn736iufGLaXRULiQ&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;200&quot; id=&quot;irc_mi&quot; src=&quot;https://encrypted-tbn3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTvEEFeDH0kLifpC_BuB3tsIAWUq4dF9hbIBSn736iufGLaXRULiQ&quot; style=&quot;margin-top: 0px;&quot; width=&quot;191&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Am I asking that we all feed peanuts to each other and hope that no kid needs to inject any needles???&amp;nbsp; No.&amp;nbsp; Back in my soccer days it was orange slices and juice at half time.&amp;nbsp; EVERY TIME.&amp;nbsp; and I loved it!!&amp;nbsp; We all loved it.&amp;nbsp; Seriously....is it that hard to cut up oranges?&amp;nbsp; Or will some be offended that they are perhaps not organic.&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;Get over it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt; If these kids are going to learn how to play on a team, they need to bond and know who the heck their teammates are.&amp;nbsp; And just like the reality in the adult world...bonding occurs over food (and drinks).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh...just my little rant.&amp;nbsp; Because guess what I am about to pack up right now???&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Mr. T&#39;s SINGLE snack. &amp;nbsp; </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsplaybook.blogspot.com/feeds/3414942035497884851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511436714127613180&amp;postID=3414942035497884851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511436714127613180/posts/default/3414942035497884851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511436714127613180/posts/default/3414942035497884851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsplaybook.blogspot.com/2013/06/snacks.html' title='Snacks'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09360836201998101095</uri><email>[email protected]</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHDpBfBKbNE/TH1GUbmN6rI/AAAAAAAABI4/pCCv5M_myK4/S220/46072_758439055083_19211234_43513889_7543452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vsU2-2Oe4To/Uc4D3KmExCI/AAAAAAAAChE/1EgthYK1uyA/s72-c/photo+(12).jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511436714127613180.post-2200822291288143154</id><published>2013-06-28T05:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-06-28T14:54:08.148-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Love My Job"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mama-Ty Moments"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Summer"/><title type='text'>Summer Cuddles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;One if my favorite things about summer is getting extra cuddle time in the morning with this not-so-little-anymore boy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-OHd0lURa_7c/Uc19o3RuTGI/AAAAAAAACg0/trBIC2CWi_4/s640/blogger-image-1109468511.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;300&quot; src=&quot;https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-OHd0lURa_7c/Uc19o3RuTGI/AAAAAAAACg0/trBIC2CWi_4/s400/blogger-image-1109468511.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-gdFDY6rN8Tk/Uc19mPey4aI/AAAAAAAACgs/KpD2EDW_Tgc/s640/blogger-image-251944284.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;400&quot; src=&quot;https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-gdFDY6rN8Tk/Uc19mPey4aI/AAAAAAAACgs/KpD2EDW_Tgc/s400/blogger-image-251944284.jpg&quot; width=&quot;300&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I just love him to pieces. &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsplaybook.blogspot.com/feeds/2200822291288143154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511436714127613180&amp;postID=2200822291288143154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511436714127613180/posts/default/2200822291288143154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511436714127613180/posts/default/2200822291288143154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsplaybook.blogspot.com/2013/06/summer-cuddles.html' title='Summer Cuddles'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09360836201998101095</uri><email>[email protected]</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHDpBfBKbNE/TH1GUbmN6rI/AAAAAAAABI4/pCCv5M_myK4/S220/46072_758439055083_19211234_43513889_7543452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-OHd0lURa_7c/Uc19o3RuTGI/AAAAAAAACg0/trBIC2CWi_4/s72-c/blogger-image-1109468511.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511436714127613180.post-1097546504032785864</id><published>2013-06-27T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2013-06-27T16:00:32.908-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="2nd Trimester"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Baby #2"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Must Haves"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pregnancy"/><title type='text'>Must Haves for 2nd Trimester</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Old Navy Tank Tops&lt;/b&gt; - These are a life saver for the wardrobe.&amp;nbsp; I have one in practically every color and wear them every day.&amp;nbsp; They are actually from the normal section.&amp;nbsp; Normal....makes me feel so much better and less of a huge whale. &lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://www3.assets-gap.com/webcontent/0005/993/295/cn5993295.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot; id=&quot;mainImage&quot; style=&quot;display: inline;&quot; width=&quot;150&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; Sunscreen &lt;/b&gt;- I don&#39;t know about you, but I burn sooooo easily while pregnant.&amp;nbsp; However, I am making the switch to lotion SPF because I am apparently an idiot when it comes to spraying.&amp;nbsp; So far my zebra burns are not looking so great.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img height=&quot;300&quot; id=&quot;irc_mi&quot; src=&quot;http://pics2.ds-static.com/prodimg/163888/300.jpg&quot; style=&quot;margin-top: 47px;&quot; width=&quot;300&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Orange Gatorade&lt;/b&gt; - This is my number one craving.&amp;nbsp; I dream about orange Gatorade.&amp;nbsp; I wake up thinking about orange Gatorade.&amp;nbsp; I keep our fridge stalked of the good stuff.&amp;nbsp; I just can&#39;t get enough.&amp;nbsp; Luckily my students figured out that bringing me a bottle of orange gold was the quickest way to suck up to me!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;300&quot; id=&quot;irc_mi&quot; src=&quot;http://blog.timesunion.com/healthylife/files/2012/11/orange_gatorade.jpg&quot; style=&quot;margin-top: 47px;&quot; width=&quot;300&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Slushi Machine&lt;/b&gt; - Quite the life saver for both a 4 year old and a pregnant mama during these hot summer days.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img height=&quot;225&quot; id=&quot;irc_mi&quot; src=&quot;http://thumbs2.ebaystatic.com/d/l225/m/mZIAZ8_2Y_uOiTHqV2onykQ.jpg&quot; style=&quot;margin-top: 84px;&quot; width=&quot;225&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Mahjong&lt;/b&gt; - Yes, I am an 80 year old women at heart and love to play Mahjong.&amp;nbsp; It let&#39;s me zone out on those nights (aka, 6 or 7pm in the evening) that I just can&#39;t get comfortable.&amp;nbsp; Don&#39;t worry, I was totally addicted to this super awesome game in college too.&amp;nbsp; I was really cool.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;233&quot; id=&quot;irc_mi&quot; src=&quot;http://a2.mzstatic.com/us/r1000/086/Purple2/v4/0f/be/7e/0fbe7eb2-6457-4b5c-9b0e-1b2facc3b52a/mzl.udeoqhta.480x480-75.jpg&quot; style=&quot;margin-top: 21px;&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. Bio Oil&lt;/b&gt; - I bought a small little bottle of this not knowing if I would like it.&amp;nbsp; I freaking LOVE it.&amp;nbsp; I put it on twice a day on the huge bump and lower back.&amp;nbsp; I also put it on my zebra sun burns since I am an idiot with spray sunscreen.&amp;nbsp; Works like a charm.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;200&quot; id=&quot;irc_mi&quot; src=&quot;https://encrypted-tbn3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTtLqVPQgJTwK23S32xht2rkW8l3hRY80ZfTZtx2r3ddoBWlV7_OQ&quot; style=&quot;margin-top: 0px;&quot; width=&quot;131&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. Body Butter&lt;/b&gt; - I am loving the smell of coconut.&amp;nbsp; Non-pregnant, I can&#39;t stand lotions that are too fruity or flowery.&amp;nbsp; But this one smells like a dream to me.&amp;nbsp; I lather it on all over twice a day and I smell like a walking pina colada.&amp;nbsp; Perhaps that is the appeal.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;200&quot; id=&quot;irc_mi&quot; src=&quot;http://i.walmartimages.com/i/p/00/07/53/71/00/0007537100551_500X500.jpg&quot; style=&quot;margin-top: 0px;&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. Wedge Pillow&lt;/b&gt; - My belly sits low and out.&amp;nbsp; (Feel like that should be a rap song.)&amp;nbsp; And it is a necessity that I wedge a pillow underneath at night.&amp;nbsp; Right now the pillow count is to 5.&amp;nbsp; Poor gator guy just knows to not even question my pillow madness. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;320&quot; id=&quot;irc_mi&quot; src=&quot;http://theparentadvisor.com/content/uploads/product-images/Babies_R_Us_Pregnancy_Wedge_Pillow.jpg&quot; style=&quot;margin-top: 0px;&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. Target&lt;/b&gt; - ummm....do I need to say anything more???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;320&quot; id=&quot;irc_mi&quot; src=&quot;http://www.flintarts.org/images/giving/target_logo.png&quot; style=&quot;margin-top: 0px;&quot; width=&quot;261&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. To Do Lists&lt;/b&gt; - I freaking forget everything.&amp;nbsp; Seriously everything.&amp;nbsp; So I have to make a to-do list each day.&amp;nbsp; Yes, I will even put &quot;Take a Shower&quot; as it is one of those things that just doesn&#39;t get done very often in the summer.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;200&quot; id=&quot;irc_mi&quot; src=&quot;https://encrypted-tbn3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcT3pA90DFUaLKAFRXM7ZHa00pwdCKHA4p1rL9oivfU8imWSjFqP&quot; style=&quot;margin-top: 77px;&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsplaybook.blogspot.com/feeds/1097546504032785864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511436714127613180&amp;postID=1097546504032785864&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511436714127613180/posts/default/1097546504032785864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511436714127613180/posts/default/1097546504032785864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsplaybook.blogspot.com/2013/06/must-haves-for-2nd-trimester.html' title='Must Haves for 2nd Trimester'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09360836201998101095</uri><email>[email protected]</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHDpBfBKbNE/TH1GUbmN6rI/AAAAAAAABI4/pCCv5M_myK4/S220/46072_758439055083_19211234_43513889_7543452_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3511436714127613180.post-4660806278193465677</id><published>2013-06-17T08:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-06-28T14:54:36.319-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Things that make you go Hmmm"/><title type='text'>The Baby Cage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;This is a Baby Cage. Used in 1937 for families that didn&#39;t have a yard/garden to play in but still wanted fresh air for their children.  Seriously Baby Cage inventor...Whiskey Tango Foxtrot were you thinking?? I know sometimes I feel we have too many sanitizers, safe guards, and participation trophies these days, but I&#39;m glad we have move away from the Baby Cage.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6D6Z14uidpY/Ub8snL2wbqI/AAAAAAAACgY/6yJl2QNpnZ0/s640/blogger-image-144052163.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;400&quot; src=&quot;https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6D6Z14uidpY/Ub8snL2wbqI/AAAAAAAACgY/6yJl2QNpnZ0/s400/blogger-image-144052163.jpg&quot; width=&quot;310&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katsplaybook.blogspot.com/feeds/4660806278193465677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3511436714127613180&amp;postID=4660806278193465677&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511436714127613180/posts/default/4660806278193465677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3511436714127613180/posts/default/4660806278193465677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katsplaybook.blogspot.com/2013/06/the-baby-cage.html' title='The Baby Cage'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09360836201998101095</uri><email>[email protected]</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHDpBfBKbNE/TH1GUbmN6rI/AAAAAAAABI4/pCCv5M_myK4/S220/46072_758439055083_19211234_43513889_7543452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6D6Z14uidpY/Ub8snL2wbqI/AAAAAAAACgY/6yJl2QNpnZ0/s72-c/blogger-image-144052163.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>

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