Day 27

Day 27 – A picture of you last year and now and how have you changed since then?

Day 26

Day 26 – A photo of somewhere you’ve been to.

Day 25

Day 25 – What’s in your purse?

This is a sad one, because I have WAY to much crap in my purse.

Item #

1. The book "Healthy Sleep Habits, Happy Child"
2. Prilosec (My heartburn is misery)
3. My coupon book
4. Change Wallet
5. regular wallet
6. A blow pop
7. A note pad
8. Lotion
9. Instant Oatmeal (haha I packet if for work in case I get hungry before lunch...)
10. Extra Dessert Delights gum
11. 4 tubes of my lip gloss that I'm addicted to.
12. Garbage :S (thanks to this post, my purse is being cleaned out.)
13. Anti-Nausea Medicine
14. Mail
15. Halls Cough Drops
16. ....a glove...ha
17. Lip Stick
18. Checkbook
19. and Pens

Day 24

Day 24 – A photo of something that means a lot to you.

I was sitting here, trying to think of ONE thing that's important to me...

and I realized that three of 5 five important things to me were right here next to me.

It's pathetic.

haha

and I don't have just one.

So,

here they are.

Tyson, Kali (that's what the TuTu represents), My computer, phone and lip gloss.

I can't get through the day without any of these.

I know. Three of the Five of them are pathetic!!

hahaha

But that's that.

**

p.s.

Thanks to Heather, 

she reminded me on my last post that we're down to double digits until Kali arrives!!

Exciting right!?

Day 23

Day 23 – 15 facts about you

This is hard...and kinda lame.

haha

1. I am married to the most incredible man out there. Sorry girls. But I got him :)
2. I am 21 years old
3. I finally get to be a mommy :)
4. I am a birthmom
5. I can't wait to be a stay at home mom
6. I think I may have some type of anxiety disorder...
7. I stress way too easily
8. I'm way too emotional
9. My husband is a Saint for dealing with me.
10. I broke my arm when I was 8 and had to have a pin put in it.
11. I care too much about what other people think...but I feel like that's changing
12. I worry about everything
13. This is hard...
14. My older sister and I are 11 months apart to the day.
15. I'm in love

Day 22

Day 22 – A letter to someone who has hurt you recently.

Dear *****,

I have decided that I am no longer going to worry about making you happy.
You are a mean person that for some reason has a problem with me...

I know I'm good at my job.
I'm tired of feeling like I am never good enough.
I'm tired of feeling like no matter how hard I work, I am not good enough.
I'm tired of feeling so unappreciated.
I'm tired of leaving work on the verge of tears.
I'm tired of literally crying about it when I talk to my husband about it.

I'm tired of dreading work because of the people I work with.
I would love my job if the women I worked with weren't so kniving, mean and gossiping.

I don't care what you think anymore.
So you can sit there and watch my every move all day,
but I know I'm doing what I'm supposed to be doing.

oh yeah,
and even though you tell our patients and you sit and tell your fellow co-workers that you're the best nurse there,
it's NOT true.

I can give you a LONG list of better nurses there than you.
You are a terrible mean annoying nurse.
I will no longer let your annoyingness and jealousy of me affect me.

Complain about me all you want.
Everyone knows how you are.

Sincerely,
Andee

Day 21

Day 21 – A photo of something that makes you happy.

Kalista's hand.
(sorry so blurry)

I had the LONG story written out about why this picture makes me so happy...
Apart from the obvious ;)

But blogger hates me and when I published the post,
it decided to delete everything instead.

So,
long story short.

We were worried about Kalista because I felt a loud pop followed with pain,
and then she stopped moving for more than 12 hours.

I was about 21 weeks at the time and was freaking out.

They told me to come in for an Ultrasound,
and this was one of the first images we saw.

I felt like she was waving to me telling me she was okay.

They concluded that sometimes when the baby moves positions,
you don't feel their movements as well.

My other story was better,
but I'm too busy and can't rewrite it!
Blame blogger.