tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006410554991954472024-03-13T12:17:13.726-07:00Life the Broberg WayHeidihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16333297544327179100noreply@blogger.comBlogger269125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-300641055499195447.post-10157317911530268412015-01-14T12:39:00.000-08:002015-01-14T12:39:24.210-08:002015!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
So one of my best friends messaged me and said Heidi I have been checking your blog for updates and haven't seen ANYTHING in FOREVER. So for that I apologize. I left everyone hanging here! Sorry! </div>
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I have just decided my life is SO busy and crazy with 4 kids and I really just need to be present for these sweet (wild, crazy, exhausting) kids. </div>
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So I have been posting pictures on INSTAGRAM (so follow me!) and those posts go to FB as well. So that's my updates. I haven't decided yet if I am going to stop blogging completely but I know I am not going to be on here so much. I don't know that anyone really follows here except a few people and since I do the kids update on Insta and so forth I will go there.</div>
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With all that being said the last time I blogged was when the kids ended school last YEAR. Here they already are in a new home, new school, new grade and a new year! </div>
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<b>Ella</b> is a beautiful lil gal, full of spunk, attitude and drama. She is doing well in school. Is in dance, gymnastics (yes again), and soccer. She loves to read and just finished the first Harry Potter book in about a week. She is in 3rd grade and loves socializing with her friends.<br />
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<b>Asher </b>is still the comic relief of our family. He is getting more temperamental in his old age (6 ha ha) but still makes us laugh a lot. He just started art classes with my dad (Boppy) and loves it! He played soccer as well but didn't love it. I am hoping that may change as he gets bigger.</div>
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<b>Tate</b> is still the most gentle of my children (even with Emmett in the mix). He is typically (not always) very sweet and loving. He loves being a big boy. So he loves going to nursery now at church. He loves playing with his little buddies (other 2, 3 and 4 year olds). He loves to talk and everyone is amazing at how well he talks for a 2 year old! He carries full conversations with adults and expects answers. We keep talking about potty training but we have helped him with his "corkys" yet??</div>
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<b>Emmett </b>is the sweetest big head chunky baby EVER! He seriously is so lovey and cuddles like crazy. It is SO SO sweet. He is the best little baby although he is super duper wild already. He is determined and stubborn and ALWAYS gets into trouble (more than any of my kids). Climbing stairs, pulling open drawers, eating baby wipes, toilet paper.... he is a rascal. He head is the 99% but he is still is a cute, cute guy. People stop me everywhere to tell me how darn cute and happy he is! </div>
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So amongst our daily little trials and challenges we are SO happy and blessed. We love our new home, area, school and ward. We are just enjoying life and learning as we go.<br />
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How does this happen EVERY TIME! Where does the time go SO quickly. Schools out...</div>
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Summers upon us and moving swiftly along...</div>
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Our new little (or big) babies are growing...</div>
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REALLY fast...</div>
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We are squeezing in fun family events.</div>
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Like hiking THIS with 2 kids and no husband at Zion National Park...yep full panic mode! </div>
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(do you see us??)</div>
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My kids drive me BONKERS! Pretty much daily...</div>
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Each DAY is full of new adventures, bad and GOOD!</div>
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And I just <span style="text-align: center;">fall in love with my children all over again as they grow and love each other (most days)...</span></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">And I mean REALLY...</span></b></div>
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it's amazing how in 4 months you can fall madly and deeply in love all over again!</div>
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<br />Heidihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16333297544327179100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-300641055499195447.post-65201491803718225802014-06-14T11:32:00.000-07:002014-06-14T11:32:48.467-07:00Moving On...new adventuresSo I have been BEYOND busy I haven't had time to do much of anything (or at least that's what it feels like). But I thought I better come on here to official announce:<br />
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It has been a super interesting road getting here but we feel like we are going to where we are meant to be. And we have always felt like we were meant to be where we are now as well.<br />
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But as Ned got a new job (right when Emmett was born) we felt like things were up in the air regarding his job, possibility of moving, etc. So we hung tight. When he got offered another job (the one we orginally wanted in the first place, hoped and prayed for) we thought that was our path. It was a interesting story and I wont go into all the little details here (they really arent that exciting, just interesting). But we for sure felt like it was the answer to our prayers we were searching for, just not in the way we planned or expected. We felt like we were being told NO this isnt the path for your family, and that we were meant to move locations and keep the current job. We found this video and it REALLY hit home for us and made an impact on our thoughts and feelings.<br />
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So despite mixed feelings and emotions about leaving, we DO feel like it is what is meant to be for our family.<br />
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I cant begin to even explain how much we will miss the little things that have taken place in our lives over the last 5 years of living here in Perris. And making this house our home...<br />
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The friends we have made, who have help us, supported us, laughed with us, and cried with us (ok with me).<br />
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Our service and those who have served us in our local <a href="http://www.mormon.org/faq/ward-stake-branch">Ward and Stake</a> that we have grown to love greatly! We will miss them immensly and felt the most guilty about leaving our "little" ward but know the Lord has other plans for us and them.<br />
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We will miss Avalon, our little school. The kids have loved their elementary school and are SO sad to be leaving, especially Ella. We had the best kinder teacher for both Ella and Asher and I will forever be indebted to her for starting out my childrens education in such a positive manner. We love you Mrs. Padilla! <br />
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Our carpool crew.<br />
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Walking to the Perris dam and along our community bike paths.<br />
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2 babies were born here.<br />
Teeth lost.<br />
Bunk beds and broken arms. <br />
Happy moments had and tougher times too! <br />
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Although our kids wont remember much (much like our first HOME our apartment) I know Ned and I will always look back on our Perris house with fondness and laughter and memories that will fill our hearts with happiness.<br />
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With that being said our NEW adventure now begins in Fontana, CA. We are up in the foothills of Fontana (near Rancho/Etiwanda area). Above the 210 fwy and off the 15 fwy (those familiar with California freeways). This will cut Ned's current commute to AppleValley significantly, it also puts our children in great schools, and in a beautiful home with an awesome large backyard (thrilled for mom's sanity) that the kids can play in all day. We have heard our new <a href="http://www.mormon.org/faq/ward-stake-branch">ward</a> has lots of young kids which we are excited for your kids to have lots of friends from church in their school classes and community. (Ella is most nervous about meeting new friends). The boys dont seem to care much at all.<br />
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So wish us luck or say a prayer...because here we come to make this house our new HOME.<br />
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Heidihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16333297544327179100noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-300641055499195447.post-22753974326363145722014-05-06T16:37:00.000-07:002014-05-06T16:37:54.202-07:00Bobble Head Baby the Third<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Since my chunky boy IS 3 months today I thought I better jump on a 2 months update. We just went to the doctor this week and our chunky guy is 13 lbs and average for height and weight, however we do have another bobble head baby on our hands (the usual) his head is in the 95%.<br />
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Heidihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16333297544327179100noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-300641055499195447.post-34004257957543062452014-04-23T15:58:00.000-07:002014-04-23T15:58:37.477-07:00Spring Has Sprung<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
We are always so busy having fun that I have had a hard time taking pictures and keeping up as often as I'd like. I post a lot to my instgram account. But here's a few of my favorites with little Emmett getting in on some bow tie action for the Easter holiday.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We had a lot of fun celebrating at various parties, but also spent time (no pictures) preparing spiritual!</td></tr>
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Heidihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16333297544327179100noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-300641055499195447.post-45191707056413282442014-03-10T16:22:00.001-07:002014-03-10T16:22:20.890-07:00announcing EMMETT GRIFFITH BROBERG<div style="text-align: center;">
Baby boy is here!</div>
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Emmett Griffith Broberg</div>
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8lbs 2ozs</div>
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21 1/4"</div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">And actually ALREADY a month old by the time I am finally getting around to posting. I will still post newborn photos, but thought I better at least get something down before it never happens, because anyone who has had a newborn knows that is just flies by. And cuddles, feeding, burping are much more important right now.</span></div>
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The birth story: Well as most of you know I had a c-section (so its pretty routine and standard, as far as a c-section goes) but even though this was my 4th it was different from the others. <br />
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We checked in (long story short) the nurse hit a valve trying to get my IV in, it hurt. The anesthesiologist was running late, so we waited forever (I was already feeling anxious and ready to get the show on the road), so all of these things made it worse. I sat watching my contractions on the monitor (yes I was having some, not painful at all)...Finally they pulled us back.<br />
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Ned wasn't allowed to stay with me while they prepped me and gave me my epidural (which I HATE). I got all prepped in there, I loved my anesthesiologist but hated getting it. For the first time ever I looked at the needles (sitting next to me on the table) knowing it would be my last time. And then got more nervous seeing those bad boys. I did it. <br />
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Then as quick as can be it all happened. They were announcing what they were doing (cutting into 2nd layer, or something disgusting) and I felt overwhelmed, I was trying to calm myself down, I couldn't talk to Ned, and I said a silent prayer for comfort. Right after I don't remember anything else except them pulling him out and saying "He has a cute BIG round head" the first thing they have said with all 3 of my boys! He's still a boy and healthy... I remember them saying how much he weighed but I couldn't remember how much at t his point and then apparently I fell asleep. So we don't know if it was an answer to my prayers or if the anesthesiologist saw my numbers (stress) and hooked me up with something "good", but regardless it was a nice answer to my prayers. I woke up to Ned holding baby next to me and telling me that baby and I both fell asleep right after delivery. I asked him how much he weighed remembering it was more than our other kids, but not remembering the number. This was shocking to us because all our other babies were 7lbs and 19" long, so he was a big boy. And I then remember saying to Ned "see I told you he was big in there"...lol He did great in the hospital, and was healthy and just slept and loved to be held, which I loved too.<br />
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I then came home and after 4 days of cuddles, calmness and relaxing in the hospital forgot how loud my other kids were...ha ha ha It was an adjustment for me that first day with the noise and chaos...but now baby and I are accustom to the chaos...I think!<br />
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**Funny side note.. We went to a follow up Dr's appointment about a week later and laughed because it was our first time out as a family of 6!! Sounded crazy, but we also realized that the chik-fil-a didn't have seating for a family of 6. So we had to send our 2 oldest to sit on their own...we had a good laughed over that crazy little fact.</div>
Heidihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16333297544327179100noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-300641055499195447.post-9632608499970233912014-01-30T06:37:00.000-08:002014-01-30T06:37:14.540-08:00One WEEK to go (39 weeks) and my Must have Registry Items....<div style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Merriweather; text-align: center;">
<b><i><u><span style="font-size: large;">One WEEK to go...</span></u></i></b></div>
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<b>How far along:</b> 39 Weeks (thought this day would never come)</div>
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<b>Gender: </b>Boy</div>
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<b>Weight gain: </b>Actually haven't gained anything the last month, but I'm still not saying...lol</div>
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<b>Maternity clothes: </b>I live in the same maternity jeans DAILY. And my sister informed me I am allowed to wear yoga pants to get the kids at school, but NOT sweatpants. Apparently there is a significant different!</div>
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<b>Stretch marks:</b> Still NO, so yeah about that. I think I am good from here on out. I did get my scar gel ready for c-section though.</div>
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<b>Belly button in or out:</b> Out</div>
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<b>Sleep:</b> Very VERY fleeting. I am reminded that I don't sleep now, so I can appreciate the lack of sleep when baby comes.</div>
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<b>Best moment this week: </b>My friends Tasha and Brenna giving me their boys old clothing. Since we thought we were done, we gave away all our NB-12 months clothes. So it was SUCH a blessing and I am So grateful.</div>
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<b>Worst moment this week: </b>Sleep, sleep, and again the LACK of sleep.</div>
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<b>Miss anything: </b>Walking the kids to school without feeling utter pain everywhere.<b><br /></b></div>
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<b>Movement: </b>Lots of contractions which cause some serious tummy distortions which are funny.</div>
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<b>Cravings: </b>Candy, pizza, hamburgers, girls scout cookies, bread, pasta, steak...wait did I just say that aloud...</div>
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<b>Queasy or sick:</b> Good, just uncomfortable from baby being in position for some time now.</div>
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<b>Looking fo</b><b>rward to: </b>Baby boy just getting here and being done with this pregnancy and enjoying a little newborn in my arms.</div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="color: blue;"><b>Mederma Scar Gel</b>-</span><span style="color: #444444;"> Because I have c-sections (this will be my 4th) I have tried my hardest to minimize the scar and tissue. I have found and heard that this is one of the best out there. So even if you don't have a c-section but have stretch marks, I'd recommend using this EVERYDAY (its hard to remember) but it will make a difference.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><b><a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B000KW5I6E/ref=as_li_ss_tl?ie=UTF8&camp=1789&creative=390957&creativeASIN=B000KW5I6E&linkCode=as2&tag=litbabgar-20" style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="color: blue;">Boppy Pillow</span></a><span style="color: #444444;"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=litbabgar-20&l=as2&o=1&a=B000KW5I6E" height="1" style="border: none !important; margin: 0px !important; padding: 0px;" width="1" /> </span></b><span style="color: #444444;">- Great for a million reasons, but most importantly for great positioning for breastfeeding from the very beginning. Then they transition to tummy time & a comfy little prop for baby later on. There are tons of cute covers now too.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><b><span style="color: blue;"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B004HWXCJS/ref=as_li_ss_tl?ie=UTF8&camp=1789&creative=390957&creativeASIN=B004HWXCJS&linkCode=as2&tag=litbabgar-20" style="text-decoration: none;">Medela Pump in Style Advanced</a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=litbabgar-20&l=as2&o=1&a=B004HWXCJS" height="1" style="border: none !important; margin: 0px !important; padding: 0px;" width="1" /></span></b><span style="color: #444444;"> - This is the breast pump that I used (my sister in-law who is a nurse, and everyone I know recommends this one) & I can't say enough good things about it. Although I have a very difficult time breastfeeding and pumping...dread creeping in... the pump itself is fantastic. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B005MI648C/ref=as_li_ss_tl?ie=UTF8&camp=1789&creative=390957&creativeASIN=B005MI648C&linkCode=as2&tag=litbabgar-20" style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="color: blue;"><b>Lansinoh PRODUCTS</b></span></a><a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B005MI648C/ref=as_li_ss_tl?ie=UTF8&camp=1789&creative=390957&creativeASIN=B005MI648C&linkCode=as2&tag=litbabgar-20" style="color: #f62f57; text-decoration: none;"> </a><span style="color: black;"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B005MI648C/ref=as_li_ss_tl?ie=UTF8&camp=1789&creative=390957&creativeASIN=B005MI648C&linkCode=as2&tag=litbabgar-20" style="text-decoration: none;">(Lanolin</a>, </span><span style="color: #444444;">Soothing Pads, Nursing Pads)<img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=litbabgar-20&l=as2&o=1&a=B005MI648C" height="1" style="border: none !important; margin: 0px !important; padding: 0px;" width="1" /> - Leaks, relief, and cracks...oh my! This will HELP! </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="color: blue;"><b><a href="http://www.amazon.com/s/?_encoding=UTF8&camp=1789&creative=390957&field-keywords=avent%20bottles&linkCode=ur2&tag=litbabgar-20&url=search-alias%3Dbaby-products" style="text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">Avent Bottles</a> & Dr. Brown Bottles </b></span><span style="color: #444444;">- All of my kids have had issues with digestion, gas, milk, etc. NOT fun. So we found (after TONS of trials) that while in infancy (through about 6 months) that Dr. Brown's bottles are the BEST! After they start on solids we use Avent just because they are convenient to clean, the babies can begin to hold them on their own easily.<img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="https://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=litbabgar-20&l=ur2&o=1" style="border: none !important; margin: 0px !important; padding: 0px;" width="1" /></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="color: blue;"><b>Playtext Diaper Genie Elite-</b></span><span style="color: #444444;"> I know some people think this is disgusting. But really I HATE walking out to the outside trash can (it is an ordeal with a newborn and 3 other kids) so that means the poppy diaper is left by the door, in the garage, or elsewhere where it stinks or looks even more disgusting, so why not. We LOVE this one. Especially for infants. Once they are older like my 2 year old you DO need to empty more often (smellier and larger) but still does it's job.</span></span></div>
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<b style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Ingenuity Cozy Coo Sway Seat (Coco Cafe)- </b><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> We just got this one for this baby. ALL of babies have been movers and shakers (need constant motion). So we have killed numerous swings, gliders through them all. So this is one of the few things we decided to invest in for this baby. It's not only like a swing but gives a gentle rocking motion. It has 3 different positions to adjust to and plays nature sounds or gentle music as well. So here's to hoping this is the winner. Tate loved the glider like this when he was an infant and it was nice to take along on little vacations as well.</span></div>
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Heidihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16333297544327179100noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-300641055499195447.post-55481582749004405542014-01-16T14:41:00.001-08:002014-01-16T14:41:44.594-08:003 weeks to go! BABY countdown is on.The countdown is ON. To say the least! The tears are coming more frequently, the exhaustion is setting in, sleepless nights are HERE (to stay for a while too) and this baby cannot come soon enough...<br />
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Because I have had c-sections with all of my babies I know my date already, 3 weeks from TODAY, February 6th at 7:30am, IF I don't go into labor earlier (I feel like I just might, I was over 2 weeks early with Ella).<br />
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At this point I honestly would almost rather go into labor, I am not one of those that wants that bun in the oven for as long as possible and enjoys it. I kinda feel like an alien lives in me and sucks the life from every ounce of energy from my body (ha ha totally just thought of Twilight) but really how I feel sometimes. SUPER bad analogy but you get the point (yes I read those darn books a few years after all the hype, I had to know).<br />
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You would also think that with this being baby and c-section number 4 that it wouldn't be a big deal for me anymore, but oh contraire. I am scared, nervous, anxious, and ALWAYS dread that darn needle down my spine and feeling the liquid shoot up my neck and down my spine (it's just not normal).<br />
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But this time around I think I am most anxious for what's around the corner AFTER baby comes. Having 4 little ones under 7 is a daunting thought. 2 in diapers. 1 not sleeping through the night (2 others that still wake up periodically from nightmares or what have you). Breastfeeding (not an easy task for moi). Baby blues and not leaving the house. And then my hubbie starting a new job just 2 weeks after a c-section surgery and all that madness above...YIKES! I'm shuddering now just thinking about it all. I am a worrier, I know it, I hate it, but it is life. So I am just trying to prepare and stay busy. I have planned lots the next few weeks with girlfriends, family, and things to do in order to keep my mind off things and to be ready, but that is killing me with exhaustion at this point too!<br />
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So with all that said I am ready. I am excited and I KNOW he will bring great joy to our home. I am ready for this little MAN to join our family. I want him to get here and just get the show (crazy little show as it may be) on the road. <br />
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<b><u><i>So let this countdown begin.</i></u></b><br />
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<b>How far along: </b>37 weeks</div>
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<b>Gender: </b>still a little man</div>
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<b>Weight gain: </b>I cant go there, I don't feel like I can expand any more, and this is the highest I have gotten with any of my pregnancies (weight watchers here I come)</div>
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<b>Maternity clothes: </b>The same pair of Old Navy maternity pants everyday (the only thing that fits comfortably) and as minimal as possible everywhere else.</div>
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<b>Stretch marks:</b> Still no thank goodness</div>
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<b>Belly button in or out:</b> Out without a doubt</div>
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<b>Sleep:</b> Not so good. A few bad days throws me off completely and bathroom breaks at LEAST every 3 hours.</div>
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<b>Best moment this week: </b>Getting some of the baby stuff washed and setting up his bassinet. Feeling more real.</div>
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<b>Worst moment this week: </b>Emotions and hormones are on a rage this week. It's been one for the record books. Trying to stay busy.</div>
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<b>Miss anything: </b>If I am being honest, just standing up (from a sitting position) without effort. Painting my own toenails.</div>
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<b>Movement: </b>Not as much rolling, more sharp kicks.</div>
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<b>Cravings: </b>Anything edible, but really!</div>
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<b>Queasy or sick:</b> Not bad. Think nauseous from the lack of sleep.</div>
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<b>Looking fo</b><b>rward to: </b>Getting through to next week. Ned will be off work (before his new job). Getting baby stuff done. Starting my pre-op appointments, then having this baby BOY!</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Celebrating Christmas presents...out to eat with super silly kids</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">How my shopping trips ALWAYS end up when I bring these rascals along. The looks I get....</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Knott's Berry Farm FUN with Broberg/Woolley families and my parents the day after Christmas. FUN tradition</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Just for humor, Todd kid flashback to the Ontario days. Can you tell (by our faces) who probably orchestrated and was loving this scene...yes that would be me with April's orangy.</td></tr>
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<br />Heidihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16333297544327179100noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-300641055499195447.post-2445910757672646642014-01-10T12:43:00.000-08:002014-01-10T12:44:02.484-08:00New word for the year: BALANCE (Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year...)Wow...wow...and wow...I cant believe 2013 is OVER.<br />
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Christmas went SO fast for me. I worried about giving my children the magic I felt at this time of year when I was a child. But really if I think about it, I think the magic cant be created it is just natural and normal.<br />
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But we of course stayed busy trying to do it all and create that magic for the kids. Either way I think we succeeded.<br />
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<b>Gingerbread houses, </b><b>Santa at Bass Pro Shop, </b><b>Mission Inn </b>with my sister April and the kids doing the robot, <b>Decorations</b>. The kids LOVE putting up decorations. Even though they told mom and dad numerous times they could not believe we never got the star up this year. Yep it never made it up. Sad.<br />
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But my favorite was usually in our own home, where I LOVED, loved seeing the magic through the eyes of a child and for the first time with Tate. He loved the lights, the ornaments, the Christmas music in the background. Everything was just so magical for him and it helped me get into the holiday spirit better.</div>
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And I'm still getting asked by some people: "Did you get a dog?" They saw this letter on my other social media sites. The answer is: NO, we did not get a dog for Christmas. It was the closest I ever got to actually caving in, but I didn't. We will be waiting until the originally disclosed agreement (at least: Ella 10, Asher 8, Tate 4, Baby 2). ha ha Call me a mean mom, but I call it my sanity.<br />
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So with all this being said LIFE is just so hard to<b> BALANCE</b> sometimes. Don't you agree? So I decided that my new <span style="font-size: large;"><b><u><i>word for 2014 will be BALANCE</i></u></b>.</span><br />
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This is something I just really struggle with. I feel like I am always trying to do it all and so very often failing at most everything. I'm grateful for a very grounded husband who reminds me that we are doing great and only doing the best we can with everything we can. So I thought this would be a great goal for me in the new year.<br />
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<li>I know I will be wanting to lose ALL that baby weight in 4 months (wont happen unless I sacrificed everything in my life). </li>
<li>I will want to cuddle ALL day with my newborn baby boy (wont happen with a 2 year old and 2 other older children).</li>
<li>I will want to be the BEST wife. Be so supportive of the hubbies new job, hot dinners on the table each night (not including taco bell), the house cleaned, laundry done, and everything organized (my husband already told me I am going to need to"mental" chill on this and not worry about it once the baby is born).</li>
<li>I want to be the awesome (tiger) mom. Practicing Ella's piano perfectly each day, sports, great grades, and actually enjoy doing homework with the kids (ugh, ugh, and triple UGH!). But I know I will just need to do my best.</li>
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So the list could go ON and ON <b>and ON</b> but I am just going to do my best and try to get <b>BALANCE</b> in my life for 2014 and take everything in stride.</div>
Heidihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16333297544327179100noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-300641055499195447.post-989421793033427102013-12-10T11:59:00.002-08:002013-12-10T11:59:26.790-08:0031 weeks (8.2 to go, but whose counting, right?)<div style="background-color: white; font-family: Merriweather; text-align: center;">
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<b><span style="color: blue;"><br /></span></b><b><span style="color: blue;">How far along</span><span style="color: #444444;">:</span></b><span style="color: #444444;"> 31 weeks</span><br />
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<b><span style="color: blue;">Gender:</span></b><span style="color: #444444;"> Still a nameless BOY!</span><br />
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<b><span style="color: blue;">Weight gain</span><span style="color: #444444;">:</span></b><span style="color: #444444;"> I will just say for the FIRST time in my marriage (pregnancies included) I am more than my husband. Enough said. (This is when it really starts to show in my face).</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;"><b>Maternity clothes:</b> </span><span style="color: #444444;">Yeps.</span><br />
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<b><span style="color: blue;">Sleep:</span></b><span style="color: #444444;"> OK. I am starting to feel like I cant breathe again, and my husband confirms that by periodic snoring (I do NOT snore usually). So I know it's getting cramped in there.</span><br />
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<b><span style="color: blue;">Best moment this week:</span></b><span style="color: #444444;"> Getting all the clothes sorted. From a boy that is 5, 21months, and baby on the way we have a TON of clothes new and hand me downs which was stressing me out. We have it sorted and ready. (I keep a tub in the closet for Asher (5) and Tate (21 months) so as they grow out it goes in that tub so it will be organized and ready to store or to pass along. It is hard getting sorted but worth it to use the clothes again.</span><br />
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<b><span style="color: blue;">Worst moment this week:</span></b><span style="color: #444444;"> Emotions. Always the last few months of every pregnancy I started getting really irritable. It could be the lack of sleep I begin to get. But the kids (especially my sweet little GIRL) who can push my buttons in just the right way. I get cranky, irritable and short tempered...one of the main reasons I REALLY looked forward to the end!</span><br />
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<b><span style="color: blue;">Miss anything:</span></b><span style="color: #444444;"> Being fit. For the most part I love to exercise and eat well. I don't feel fit or healthy at all! I can hardly walk the kids to school without "everything hurting", so I drive, then I feel so BLAH doing nothing all day. Cant wait to work out again.</span><br />
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<b><span style="color: blue;">Movement</span><span style="color: #444444;">:</span></b><span style="color: #444444;"> YEP! All of my kids are gymnasts. They flip, kick and prod. I actually enjoy it (even the sharp ones) and it helps me know they are thriving.</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;"><b>Cravings:</b> </span><span style="color: #444444;">Still Miguel's Jr. Frozen chocolate chip cookies (not a norm for me). </span><br />
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<b><span style="color: blue;">Queasy or sick:</span></b><span style="color: #444444;"> Nope doing good on this end. Just EXHAUSTED! Can I mention here how much I HATE big kid homework, hate it! That makes me SICK!</span><br />
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<b><span style="color: blue;">Looking forward to:</span></b><span style="color: #444444;"> Another ultrasound next week. And enjoying the Christmas holiday then beginning the 1 month countdown!</span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444;">Still haven't gotten a new belly shot, I really will try to get on that. But for now enjoy this, because THIS is how I feel...</span><br />
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Heidihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16333297544327179100noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-300641055499195447.post-75365139318323785932013-11-25T13:56:00.000-08:002013-11-29T21:14:20.772-08:00Happy Thanksgiving<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
Although I am beyond excited to get out the Christmas decor, I also LOVE fall (my favorite season of the year). And because we live in California it is not as vibrant as elsewhere, I have to make do with some of my favorite fall home decor.<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHDMfYU-gTk/UpPE6Qe6-wI/AAAAAAAAKt8/T4Ze_f2wGHk/s1600/Harvest+Collage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHDMfYU-gTk/UpPE6Qe6-wI/AAAAAAAAKt8/T4Ze_f2wGHk/s1600/Harvest+Collage.jpg" height="212" width="640"></a></div>
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I of course started the holiday with my chalkboard art. My kids even said I was very creative and did a great job. Coming from my kids I felt very proud because they usually mock my art skills (no I am NOT good, so they are totally justified in doing so).</div>
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I also let the kids create a little TURKEY craft this year to remember their little hands and feet. I also saved a little space for baby #4 (yes he is still nameless).</div>
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So with preparing to take down my silly decor I am feeling VERY GRATEFUL for my HOME, for this time of year to celebrate FAMILY, FRIENDS, and this wonderful <a href="http://mormon.org/discover/002/02-gods-plan-of-salvation.html?gclid=CIbCuKr2gLsCFcY1Qgodow8AZg&CID=99110400&ef_id=UpPG3wAABL2sHNir:20131125215335:s">LIFE</a> I have been given. It really is a marvelous gift from GOD.<br>
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Heidihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16333297544327179100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-300641055499195447.post-81951370696804263312013-11-25T13:31:00.000-08:002013-11-25T13:32:05.433-08:00EXCITED for another sweet little BOY!Yep (back on Constitution Day) I was reminded of why I AM excited to have another sweet boy in our home come February...<br />
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Heidihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16333297544327179100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-300641055499195447.post-3729422912143067252013-11-14T11:12:00.001-08:002013-11-14T11:12:52.004-08:00South Carolina with the Fab 5 Girls (Joy's Wedding)<div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<span style="text-align: start;">You have probably heard me talk about the Fab 5 before, but long story short, these girls and I have been BFF's (best friends) since 6th grade. Amazing I know! </span></div>
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<span style="text-align: start;">You probably remember back </span><a href="http://www.nedandheidibroberg.blogspot.com/2011/11/katis-bridal-shower-wedding.html" style="text-align: start;">HERE</a><span style="text-align: start;"> when it was Kati's wedding, well this time it was Joy's turn. She moved to North Carolina after Junior High and we still would all go out in the summers to visit and she would come out to Cali to visit, so we have all stayed in contact. And SO the FAB 5 were reunited....</span></div>
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So Kati, Heather and myself departed from LAX on a RED EYE midnight flight (I do NOT recommend this being prego, it was miserable, really! But the flight delays back home were even worse)! I got pretty sick from the altitude and just exhaustion, I think. So this was not my favorite part.</div>
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But at least I got bonding time with these 2! And I must say Heather was the super "hubbie" on the trip, taking care of everything (including our rented mini-van, and I must say I will convert them ALL)!<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l6OIyS1TkmU/UoQIrQeiAQI/AAAAAAAAKoc/zS01Kdw9Byc/s1600/IMG_6265.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l6OIyS1TkmU/UoQIrQeiAQI/AAAAAAAAKoc/zS01Kdw9Byc/s1600/IMG_6265.JPG" height="320" width="320" /></a></div>
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The first night was so nice because we got to catch up with Joy. </div>
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We went out to dinner and laughed a LOT. </div>
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We then went and checked out the wedding site which was beyond GORGEOUS! We stayed here at the <a href="http://www.thecottagesoncharlestonharbor.com/cottages">The Cottages on Charleston Harbor</a> one night, we were all in heaven.</td></tr>
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So we finally were all together and had a great time at the rehearsal dinner downtown Charleston. Everything was so quaint...I loved downtown Charleston, and my only regret was not having more time to sight see and hang out longer. And I didn't get any pictures, besides the lousy one below...</div>
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The reception and wedding went SO fast and we didn't have time to capture photos, we left that to the professional photographers. But it was so fun and so beautiful and Joy was a beyond stunning bride.</div>
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He was originally planning to come with me, but things didn't work out, and it ended up just being all of us girls, which was SUPER fun. But still he of course had to sacrifice a TON in order to make this awesome trip happen for me. He of course waited up (even though I begged him not to) until 2am when I came home, and I even had this sweet welcome home note from Ella on the front door when I came up. It was nice break from the kids, but it is ALWAYS nice to get back home to them. I missed them a ton and was ready to see my little ones again!</div>
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Heidihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16333297544327179100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-300641055499195447.post-61954791286393112452013-11-01T11:54:00.001-07:002013-11-01T11:57:35.635-07:00Crafts, costumes and dead fishSo we did NOT carve pumpkins this year.<br />
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They never asked and I didn't care to remind them. Being super sick this week and pregnant is a good excuse right? I don't think I would have reminded them even if I hadn't been sick or pregnant (but don't tell them that).<br />
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Now just because we didn't carve pumpkins didn't mean they did have fun FALL festive days. Because they did.<br />
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Just about EVERY day for the month they came home from school (did homework) then went to work on their "crafts" they LOVE coloring, drawing, creating (anything messy).<br />
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They put out all the decorations this year and I let them choose where and everything. I added the new pumpkin craft as well. You can go <a href="http://simplykierste.com/2013/09/striped-polka-dot-pumpkins.html">HERE</a> for the super easy tutorial. </div>
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They of course dressed up for Trunk or Treat at the church, Halloween at Uncle Danny & Aunt Sarah's, and also attended the school Harvest Festival. <br />
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Tate was the cutest little sock monkey and made accompanying sounds.</div>
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Ned also took them to Bass Pro Shops (while I was gone at Joy's wedding, more on that later). What a husband, he pulled out all the stops, I was so proud of him!<br />
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Asher decided he wanted to wear his cousins hand me down shark costume.<br />
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They also did the pumpkin patch with Grammy! And you can tell from their faces how well they liked that.</div>
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Then my dad's birthday was celebrated up at Oak Glen. </div>
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They did the <a href="http://rileysfarm.com/index.php/dinners/sleepy-hollow/">SLEEPY HOLLOW DINNER at Riley's Farm.</a> Which was a huge hit. The kids loved it and it was such a fun Halloween/fall event. We would do it again.</div>
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It helps that I had just re-read the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Legend_of_Sleepy_Hollow">book: The Legend of Sleepy Hollow</a> in preparation and showed the kids the <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dxX66vLSZoQ">Disney video</a>.</div>
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Ned taught the kids how to crack open acorns and how to get the meat out (& told them they would still need to cook it). You know basic survival skills all kids need. </div>
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No FALL is complete without APPLE CIDER. </div>
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And then thought I'd leave you with a truly demented Halloween craft.<br />
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I don't know how this happened, honestly, but it did.<br />
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The kids were making bloody <a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/271411/creepy-candles">Halloween candles</a>.<br />
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And we found Asher's fish had perished, "witch" ironically enough. And they begged and begged me to let them put it on the candle.<br />
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I finally let in and it took a lot of effort to get it out of the bowl, on the candle without anyone touching it. <br />
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I let them keep it on long enough to get a picture and then that was enough, they were laughing and I was gagging.<br />
Poor witch.<br />
RIP.<br />
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<b><span style="color: blue;">So I haven't done a post about my pregnancy since, well, since I announced it. So thought it about time.</span></b><br />
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<b><span style="color: blue;">How far along</span><span style="color: #444444;">:</span></b><span style="color: #444444;"> 25 weeks</span></div>
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<b><span style="color: blue;">Gender:</span></b><span style="color: #444444;"> A BOY! Which I did announce on other social media sites, but not here. (You can see the video below of our family as we were going to find out what we were having). Ella was really sad and Asher said, "Ah shoot" to the ultrasound tech. But since then we have become use to the idea and are SO excited for boy #3 to join our humble abode.</span></div>
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<b><span style="color: blue;">Weight gain</span><span style="color: #444444;">:</span></b><span style="color: #444444;"> Do I really need to disclose? My appt. is next week so I figure I will post before I get more bad news. But estimating by the amount of cheap nachos and jalapeno I have succumbed to lately I would say somewhere right around</span><span style="color: #444444;"> probably at least 18-20lbs. by now.</span></div>
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<span style="color: blue;"><b>Maternity clothes:</b> </span><span style="color: #444444;">At this point, and baby number 3, maternity clothes are a must, which I hate. But most days I wear my workout gear while getting kids to and from school (walking them) and usually have been changing straight into PJ's after my shower if I know we are in for the night. So bad, I KNOW!</span></div>
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<b><span style="color: blue;">Stretch marks:</span></b><span style="color: #444444;"> None so far, and hoping to only get them in the one "unmentionable up top area" again like the previous pregnancy's.</span></div>
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<b><span style="color: blue;">Belly button in or out:</span></b><span style="color: #444444;"> It's out already, not completely. But this is one of the first signs for me that I am getting big.</span></div>
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<b><span style="color: blue;">Sleep:</span></b><span style="color: #444444;"> JUST going from good to OK. I know bad is around the corner so I am REALLY trying to enjoy these last few weeks in the honeymoon 2nd trimester, because the few bad nights I have had in the last few months reminds me of how yucky it gets that last trimester. </span></div>
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<b><span style="color: blue;">Best moment this week:</span></b><span style="color: #444444;"> Returning home from my BF wedding in South Carolina and sleeping in my own bed and taking baths with all my special "stuff". </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Bath-Body-Works-Aromatherapy-Lavender/dp/B004Z0QMQ2/ref=pd_sim_bt_3" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Bath and Body Works Aromatherapy Stress Relief and Sleep Massage Oils</a> and my <a href="http://www2.costco.com/Browse/Product.aspx?Prodid=11869041&whse=BD_579&Ne=4000000&eCat=BD_579%7C11115%7C11200&N=4053993%205000106&Mo=10&No=0&Nr=P_CatalogName:BD_579&cat=11673&Ns=P_Price%7C1%7C%7CP_SignDesc1&lang=en-US&Sp=C&Browse=1&topnav=bdoff">Dr. Teals Epsom Salts</a> and <a href="http://www.walmart.com/ip/22211246?wmlspartner=wlpa&selectedSellerId=3&adid=22222222227000000000&wl0=&wl1=g&wl2=c&wl3=21486607510&wl4=&wl5=pla&wl6=19880599990&veh=sem">Dr. Teal's Milk Bath</a> and my <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Swissco-Bath-Pillow-Suction-Cups/dp/B0021LL1MM/ref=sr_1_2?s=beauty&ie=UTF8&qid=1382551849&sr=1-2">Bath pillow</a>. Can you tell I REALLY love my baths.</span><br />
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<b><span style="color: blue;">Worst moment this week:</span></b><span style="color: #444444;"> Headaches. I either have a dull constant headache or an intense migraine. So over it. They gave me a hardcore narcotic to take for the bad migraines but I really, really don't like taking anything if I don't have to. I have only taken 1 the entire pregnancy and pray that they don't last.</span></div>
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<b><span style="color: blue;">Miss anything:</span></b><span style="color: #444444;"> Sushi. And my will to eat healthy. I just really don't care when I am pregnant because it is just so hard for me.</span></div>
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<b><span style="color: blue;">Movement</span><span style="color: #444444;">:</span></b><span style="color: #444444;"> YEP! He has been kicking like crazy. All my boys were early and hard kickers. Ned and Ella have even felt a few. But I feel them pretty constantly already and know I have a another wild one on my hands.</span></div>
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<span style="color: blue;"><b>Cravings:</b> </span><span style="color: #444444;">Uh...everything. I have been in the "pig" stage where I could eat and eat and EAT! But mostly junk. Sourdough bread. Above mentioned nachos. Mexican food (particularly the tostada from Miguel's Jr). Pizza. Chocolate covered nuts (almonds, peanuts). OK I better stop here or this could go on a while.</span></div>
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<b><span style="color: blue;">Queasy or sick:</span></b><span style="color: #444444;"> Luckily after my horrid 1st trimester of full constant sickness I usually feel GREAT 2nd trimester. If I push myself or get a migraine I usually will get "sick". I did on the airplane home, but the travel, exhaustion, altitude and headache I am sure is what did me in which makes sense. Otherwise none and great.</span></div>
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<b><span style="color: blue;">Looking forward to:</span></b><span style="color: #444444;"> Getting to my 3rd trimester (November 11th). Getting another ultrasound, I have slight placenta previa so they are monitoring that, but it gives me extra peeks at the baby. And then letting the countdown officially begin. The set due date for my c-section is currently scheduled for February 6th.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444;">I haven't taken ANY (I know) belly pictures this pregnancy, but my friend Heather caught me at the wedding on my phone so I will post this as my belly shot.</span><br />
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So I don't even remember WHEN, that's how much a blur my life has been lately, but my parents took us on a cruise on Newport Harbor back in the summer...</div>
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It was for our Ella's birthday present, but we all got to tag along. And we loved it! </div>
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IT was a beautiful day, relaxing, well beside the kids running around like crazies and almost jumping out. And then we saw a sea lion that almost jumped from a parked boat to ours. I wish I had gotten pictures of that, but I thought Ella and my mom were going to die of fright, really. It was comical!</div>
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The skipper (dad) also navigated around the huge Virgin/Google Oceanic 160' catamaran. It really was a site to behold, we did a few loops.</div>
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I have done yoga, but whenever Tate sees my exercise mat out he does THIS. It is really cute. We tell him exercise and he will immediately go into downward dog yoga pose. <br />
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Somewhere in August the kids started school and since then I have been lost in a cloud of BUSY BUSY and BUSY...</div>
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At least we had a fun <b><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="http://www.nedandheidibroberg.blogspot.com/2013/08/our-summer-in-pictures-and-videos.html">SUMMER</a>!</span></b></div>
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I had the greatest of intentions of COMPLETING this Summer Photo Checklist...we started out Gung ho. And then, well, SUMMER happened.</div>
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So despite not completing everything on my OCD mother checklist, and considering I was puking or asleep half the summer as well. I must say we still did accomplish a whole and I think the kids had a blast.</div>
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We did the beach.</div>
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Ella and I also had the chance to go to the Ronald McDonald Home where my nephew was SO sick a few summers back. This was another great opportunity for service. Read my blog post <a href="http://williamantoniotodd.blogspot.com/2013/08/2nd-annual-ronald-mcdonald-house-give.html">here</a> from my nephews blog.</div>
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Luau party. Which the kids thought was the greatest thing EVER. Animals, a real pig to eat (I couldn't handle that), friends, trampolines, swings, food, jumpers. Basically heaven for a 7, 4, and 16 month old.</div>
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Asher learned to ride his bike with no training wheels. With the help of his patient father, and not his very un-patient mother. But he did it great and fast!</div>
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We got to end the summer (literally the weekend before school started) camping with our good friends the Okamoto's. We see each other about 1x a year because of kids, school, distance, and LIFE...but we were anxious to make it happen when we got the invite to get to spend a little time with them, even if it was just one crazy night....</div>
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Important NewsTwo days ago I woke up (to Asher and Tate playing) and realized I had been dreaming about a freshly baked batch of chocolate chip cookies, made by my husband, and placed in the fridge for my utter enjoyment. This morning he made my dreams come true. And if you know me this is a very strange dream, a strange request, and strange that my husband would actually encourage this strange behavior. So it could only mean one thing...<br>
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">Yep! You may have guessed...we are pregnant AGAIN. This time with the true FINAL FOUR! </span></b><br>
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Today we are 12 weeks, about 3.5 months and ALMOST to the 2nd trimester. I am dying to get there because it has been...well...just MISERABLE, to say the least these last few months.<br>
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So I sit here writing this (as therapy for myself as much as anything) feeling very overwhelmed. I have a list of things to do that is pages long. I am stressed out, over worked, sleep deprived, and the wearer of many hats. Because...I AM A MOTHER! And a pregnant one at that.<br>
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After having our third baby (and Cesarean surgery) we thought we were done having children. Our family felt large and full and lots of emotional needs with Me, Ned, Ella, Asher and Tate in our little family. I had some medical issues along the way and went a few months without using any type of birth control, it also took us a year to get pregnant with Tate, so needless to say we were very surprised when within those very small and few little months, we found out we were expecting another baby.<br>
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One of my best friends who just called me and JUST had a baby herself said, "I don't know if I should tell you how happy I am for you and congrats, or how sorry I am for you!" I loved that, she said it with love in her heart and I feel like she had complete understanding because she JUST had a baby herself and hasn't YET had the pregnancy blindfold placed on yet. She remembers those 9 months and how hard a new infant is. <br>
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So you would think I would be thrilled, right...well...<br>
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I wouldn't be telling the truth if I didn't say that I cried (and cried) when I found out. I know this statement hurts people who are struggling with infertility and would give anything to have a baby and I in no way mean to demean what they are going through (and I so feel for them, pray for them, and try to understand the best I can what they are going through). But the truth of it is, I am a mother and motherhood is HARD. I am NOT a great pregnancy person and do not enjoy being pregnant, one bit. I am sick, I am uncomfortable, I am extremely emotional and anxious, and have a hard time being nice to my other children...ha ha ha, which makes me sad for them. <br>
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When I told Ned's family (we were camping) I got through it, then cried. So Ned prepped me on the way to my parents and said try to say it more cheerful this time. So it was really funny and ironic that before I even started I just started bawling as I told them.<br>
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So this by far has been the most unique pregnancy for us. All our others were planned. And it's hard to even put into words how I feel. Because I cried. And then I immediately prayed, and I felt PEACE, comfort, joy, and happiness for this little child that will join our family. I KNEW it was right, good, and what God had planned for us. And then I cried again of happiness. And then I cried again thinking how am I going to do this....ha ha ha...so I have laughed and cried a lot these last few months, BUT all while knowing how good and right this is.<br>
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It's also funny because I feel very judged (and never felt this way with other pregnancies). A lot of people have said, "You just had a baby?" Or "another one, really.". Well yes I did. Tate and this baby will actually be approximately 23 months apart. But I still feel obligated to tell them that, and that I will be having my tubes tied. But I have lately been trying to feel that I don't need to explain anything to anyone. This is our family...<br>
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And then I FEEL like others are like what's the big deal I have 6 kids, or I have 2 that are 15 months apart. But the final fact of it is, it is different for everyone,<b><u> everyone has their struggles.</u></b> And for me, it is HARD. I don't know a mother who wouldn't say that it isn't, but it is much harder than I dreamed it would be when I wrote my papers as a 6th grade girl saying all I wanted to be when I grew up was a mother.<br>
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My kids still aren't the best behaved. I forget them on the last day of school (3 girls) via carpool. My sick kids usual have to wait 5 days before I deem it necessary to go to dr/urgent care, they need to prove they are really sick. I don't volunteer at school. I am a lousy friend, horrid at phones calls, not great about going out with friends, but for me it is just about my family. My kids need me, a LOT! My husband and I need each other, a LOT. And for me THAT IS ENOUGH!<br>
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When I start to feel overwhelmed I just think of each of my children sleeping (PS that is when I LOVE them most, they cant talk back) or in their younger years (see above). I think of how absolutely blessed I am and grateful I am for them, for my family, and for my life. No matter what personal struggles we are having at the time. Or whichever kid is having a difficult time at the moment or the individual needs of any one person in our family (myself, Ned, or the kids). We all are in this together. I am SO grateful for my <a href="http://mormon.org/values/family">ETERNAL FAMILY</a>. And the laughter and joy they bring into my life.<br>
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So I end with that new little PARTY OF 6...wowzers that sounds like a lot!Heidihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16333297544327179100noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-300641055499195447.post-56266751528722823422013-07-21T17:23:00.002-07:002013-07-21T17:23:27.405-07:004th of July Festivities<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
We usually do a 3rd of July firework show with my parents near there home which is really nice to take some of the craziness out of the actual day. The kids have a BLAST doing this with all their cousins.</div>
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The next day Ella (2nd time) marches in the local parade with her very low key cheer squad (they only meet once a week) but she loves this and it really builds her confidence.<br />
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We usually have lots of family join us. For the second year in a row: Grammy, Grandpa, Nana, Boppie, Hayley & Adam and then my niece Claire came this year too. The kids LOVE catching all the candy that is thrown (that I usually throw away a few days later...shh)!<br />
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<span id="goog_145135648"></span><span id="goog_145135649"></span>Heidihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16333297544327179100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-300641055499195447.post-24715122187163833972013-07-17T10:35:00.001-07:002013-07-17T10:35:21.535-07:00End of the School Year and Ella's bday at school<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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well here is our end of the school year update....</div>
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Asher was a little star in preschool this year. The teacher said she even would have him go to the front of the class and the whole class would compete against him doing sight words. He just loves learning and soaks in new knowledge like a sponge. He is SO excited to go to Kindergarten, which is really nice for me to not worry about him.</div>
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He went to a little preschool called El Portero (part of Ella's school district) and he had the BEST teacher ever! (see below) They really helped motivate him, but understand</div>
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Then on Ella's birthday. We took cupcakes to her whole class and got to stay while they sang to her and ate cupcakes...<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption">Yes she is CRAY CRAY!</td></tr>
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Heidihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16333297544327179100noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-300641055499195447.post-39660756070631447542013-07-05T10:22:00.001-07:002013-07-05T10:22:16.490-07:00What are you thoughts on this?My husband took a picture of this in the men's restroom. Personally I think it's hilarious...WHAT ARE YOUR THOUGHTS?<br />
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