<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15530381</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:57:42.541-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Working it Out</title><subtitle type='html'>Working it out as a Working Mother!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>holdenon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02681422075877594359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15530381.post-469091336735128676</id><published>2008-04-03T10:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T10:41:06.089-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tornado Season</title><content type='html'>You know...it is tornado season here in Texas. I just had no idea that it would happen inside my own home. This is not a weather system that I experienced. It is a 2 and 3 year olds path of destruction. OK, so here is what happened. I work from home one day a week (the hardest day of the week for me I might add). I am on the phone with work as that is a major part of my job function. My kids are upstairs playing happily. I think..."that is good. There is nothing that they can get into trouble". All doors are locked to any room they should not go in. WRONG! I go upstairs to check on them and the tornado has hit their room. I find my "EASTER" box that was ready to go to the attic completely torn apart. The have broken several ceramic eggs within the box. So I begin to pick up the room...screaming at them I might add. Then I find a little box...another little box...and another. What is this, I ask? OMG!!! It is the lightbulbs I had brought upstairs earlier to replace in the boy's rooms. There is shards of glass everywhere!!! Both of their feets have tiny cuts and there is drops of blood on the mattress and carpet. OUCH! How could they not cry as they are cutting their feet! I am so lucky that they did not try to eat any of it. I should be happy at this moment that they did not get hurt, but I have to tell you that I have STEAM coming out of my ears! I am furious. If I had owned a camera that worked, I would post the picture for the sake of understanding this mess. All I could do is have them sit in TIME OUT while I clean it up which they did without argument. I think they knew I had met my limit for the day. I manage to cut up my feet a little bit, but I finally get it cleaned up. Let's pray the vacuum works the same after this disaster. I don't know what it is...I just can't work from home in peace. I have to keep my eyes on them at all times. It is NEVER a dull moment!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15530381-469091336735128676?l=hollyadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/feeds/469091336735128676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15530381&amp;postID=469091336735128676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/469091336735128676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/469091336735128676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/2008/04/tornado-season.html' title='Tornado Season'/><author><name>holdenon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02681422075877594359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15530381.post-8897990727943732497</id><published>2008-02-11T21:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T21:15:39.165-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Robin</title><content type='html'>I really miss her. I started the evening out reading her blog and am always so impressed with her witty-ness. I miss her being next door. I miss her being less than a phone call away. I miss her Godly advice. I miss that she brings out the best in me and me wanting to be my best. I thank God she entered my life and I pray she will continue to touch lives anywhere she goes. It is a true blessing to know and love her! Thank you, my friend!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15530381-8897990727943732497?l=hollyadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/feeds/8897990727943732497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15530381&amp;postID=8897990727943732497' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/8897990727943732497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/8897990727943732497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/2008/02/robin.html' title='Robin'/><author><name>holdenon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02681422075877594359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15530381.post-4958230445239879628</id><published>2008-02-11T21:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T21:10:21.130-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2008 will be great!</title><content type='html'>I believe wholeheartedly that 2008 is going to be a great year...though I am entering the terrible 2's. Holden is now ordering us around (go get it, get out of my seat, I want Chicken, etc). Ok, I did not add that to the picture when I set out that 2008 was going to have great things. Regardless, I am excited for the great things that will happen this year. Already, Barrett is saying many words, Holly(not happy about that one), nose (you have to hear it to know how cute that sounds), eyes, no (not a favorite), Bubba (as reference to sweet little Holden). I just hope I can continue to work on not losing control and letting them get the best of me so that they get the 'best' of me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My marriage is as strong as ever. It did not waiver much during these first couple years of these babies' lives, but it did get strained as it should be. We are working on our 'time' together and trying to make sure it is good. I love him more than ever. We are approaching 10 years this June and it is so hard to believe. It has flown by regardless of the trials we have experienced. I am praying for the next 10 years + to be even better. I have definitely met my soul mate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Valentines Day, honey! Life is grand!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15530381-4958230445239879628?l=hollyadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/feeds/4958230445239879628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15530381&amp;postID=4958230445239879628' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/4958230445239879628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/4958230445239879628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/2008/02/2008-will-be-great.html' title='2008 will be great!'/><author><name>holdenon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02681422075877594359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15530381.post-8075114642743654228</id><published>2007-11-12T13:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T14:12:31.976-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet slices of life...</title><content type='html'>A few moments to remember for the past month for me...Holden is referring to Mosquito bites as "Cheeto Bites". He will also unknowingly refer to the two on his chest that are permanently there as Cheeto bites as well. They just don't itch. Barrett is becoming quite the dare devil at his young age. At 16 mos he is climbing up the ladder to slide down the slide. He climbs on chairs, couches, stools, tables, just about anything. The newest thing that he decided to do around the first week of November is climb out of his bed. Ok...just so you know, Branden nor I are ready to fight this fight. Apparently he learns quickly. Holden climbs in and out of his bed to play with him and Barrett just picked up on that technique so quickly. I remedied part of that today...the GATE. I put a gate in front of his door. When he climbs out and opens the door...shabang, he is trapped...well, kind of. He sits up there rocking the gate trying to get it loose. He will throw every belonging in his room out to get my attention. And scream...mmmmooooommmm! Oh well, at least he is not going to get hurt this way. Holden went to a 'big boy bed' during the summer. We have to lay down with him at night until he falls asleep so we have this wonderful pallet by his bed. It &lt;em&gt;IS &lt;/em&gt;quite cozy! I don't know of any of us that have laid with him that hasn't fallen asleep at night. Luckily the lunch nap he will go down on his own. This too shall pass! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barrett is now speaking more words, though not very clearly. He can say Mommmmmm, Dad-uh, Drace (that would be Grace) &amp; JuJu. His imitations of animals leave a lot to your imagination, but he is consistent in his repeating what the sound should be. He can point out all of the family members, just not say their names. I believe his favorite words are 'uh uh uh' while he rubs his hand on his chest asking for more and please at the same time. Thank God for sign language. At least I have been able to communicate the essentials with the boys while they are learning to speak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holden on the other hand is quite the chatter box. Most people look to me for translation, but quickly realize he is making complete sentences and sense with his words if you pay attention to the context of the conversation. He is a smart boy...I have the right to say that since I am the Mom. I am not quite sure I like his use of the word NO...hopefully this phase will pass soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow...i have blinked and we are closing in on Christmas! I am sure there are many moments for me to remember as this year comes to an end! I continue to count my blessings!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15530381-8075114642743654228?l=hollyadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/feeds/8075114642743654228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15530381&amp;postID=8075114642743654228' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/8075114642743654228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/8075114642743654228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/2007/11/sweet-slices-of-life.html' title='Sweet slices of life...'/><author><name>holdenon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02681422075877594359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15530381.post-4541028219567974181</id><published>2007-09-27T11:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T12:10:31.065-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Balancing Act</title><content type='html'>Wow! It has been over a year since I last posted. It has been a tremendous whirlwind of a year! Barrett is now 15 months and just started walking (like frankenstein baby, I might add)! He is such a sweet boy! I cut his beautiful curls off this week. The key word here is &lt;strong&gt;beautiful&lt;/strong&gt;. He got called a girl a couple of times so it was time for them to go. Holden is absolutely adorable and so smart! He is a sponge and it is just awesome to watch him grow. I think I am going to use my blog to help me to remember the moments in life that I forget. It is hard to remember yesterday, much less a year ago when Holden was at this stage that Barrett is entering.  I just don't want to forget that in the process of trying to balance everything out...job, kids, running the house, social and personal needs that I have a wonderful, healthy family. These are the blessings in the balance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here are the moments this week I want to remember:&lt;br /&gt;Barrett walking like Frankenstein and riding his little car by himself. Holden pushing Barrett or Barrett walking behind Holden on the car and squeeling in pure delight of the fun he is having. I had to get that on video. Barrett climbing up on anything he can...mostly on top of the table. Holden is sleeping in his 'big boy bed' with some comforting from Mom and Dad laying with him till he is sleeping sweetly and soundly. Holden grabbing my purse and bringing it to me because he wants to go shopping (OUCH!). Barrett pouring out an entire box of Cheerios on the den floor so he can play in them. Holden learning/singing from church 'If you are happy and you know it!" It just keeps getting better!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now...I will post more here as they arise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15530381-4541028219567974181?l=hollyadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/feeds/4541028219567974181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15530381&amp;postID=4541028219567974181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/4541028219567974181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/4541028219567974181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/2007/09/balancing-act.html' title='Balancing Act'/><author><name>holdenon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02681422075877594359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15530381.post-115811753139362911</id><published>2006-09-12T22:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T22:18:51.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How time flies!</title><content type='html'>It is now almost 12 weeks since my newest bundle of joy arrived! I can't believe it! I just hope we are closer to 'sleeping through the night'. I am counting down the days as if there is a magic specific day that Barrett will sleep through the night. I think that I feel like once that happens, we can get on with life. I am missing my connection with friends. My husband and I try to be social, but find that we are coming up short because it is mostly just connecting with family and you can't replace a 'best friend'. I am feeling somewhat disconnected from my best friend Robin and am looking forward to the time when I can make more of an effort to see her more often. It especially comes to light when I go out walking in our neighborhood and realize I don't have a friend walking beside me to discuss life's events. Though the downpour of rain distracted me near the end of the walk, I really miss that time together. It was beneficial in more than one way...mostly emotional.It is amazing how much more we can handle if we just have an avenue to discuss, sometimes a spouse, but most of the time a friend. As we moved further apart, I don't want the actual friendship to do the same. Praise to friendships...prayer to help me work harder on maintaining them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15530381-115811753139362911?l=hollyadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/feeds/115811753139362911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15530381&amp;postID=115811753139362911' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/115811753139362911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/115811753139362911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/2006/09/how-time-flies.html' title='How time flies!'/><author><name>holdenon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02681422075877594359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15530381.post-115747350146700354</id><published>2006-09-05T11:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T11:25:01.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Weight</title><content type='html'>What a struggle...mental that is. I want to be back to my pre-pregnancy weigth...fast!  I know I need to give it time, but I just want to see SOME progress. The only thing I see shrinking are my stretch marks. LOL!  I went on a search this morning for a diet that I can do. I am not sure I can do &lt;strong&gt;any &lt;/strong&gt;of them...sad story isn't it?! We have given up excess sugars (i.e. desserts) and sodas and still nothing. That was about 4 weeks ago. I need a quick fix and I don't think it exists. How about Weight Watchers...great program..slow results. How about LOW CARB? I am miserable but it works. I even thought about diet pills which I haven't taken in about 10 years. Is Metabolife still even around? What to do...just keep pressing forward I guess. I think I need a support group or something to help motivate and make me accountable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15530381-115747350146700354?l=hollyadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/feeds/115747350146700354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15530381&amp;postID=115747350146700354' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/115747350146700354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/115747350146700354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/2006/09/baby-weight.html' title='Baby Weight'/><author><name>holdenon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02681422075877594359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15530381.post-115681836043561476</id><published>2006-08-28T21:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T21:38:05.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How peaceful!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/562/1441/1600/IMG_1125.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/562/1441/320/IMG_1125.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15530381-115681836043561476?l=hollyadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/feeds/115681836043561476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15530381&amp;postID=115681836043561476' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/115681836043561476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/115681836043561476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/2006/08/how-peaceful.html' title='How peaceful!'/><author><name>holdenon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02681422075877594359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15530381.post-115681854905066718</id><published>2006-08-28T21:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T21:34:53.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;A HREF='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/562/1441/640/IMG_1123.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/562/1441/320/IMG_1123.jpg' border=0 alt='' style='clear:all;float:left;margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; 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margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/562/1441/320/IMG_0904.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a little over 5 weeks since I gave birth. Not sure how I am going to fit blogging into the busy life I have at the moment, but I am going to try. I had a beautiful baby boy on June 23rd. After a full day of labor, we delivered at 4:23PM. I thought we were going to be delivering without the help of our trusted doctor since he was seeing patients. Everything went great, though! I felt like a million bucks after this delivery. I couldn't believe it! The second is definitely easier. I did have the epidural, but it had mostly worn off by the time I delivered, so I felt so much more than I did with Holden. I loved that! Barrett weighed in at 8 lbs and 6 oz. He looks nothing like his brother...it is so weird!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are home now and recovering from 5 weeks of family staying with us. This is not highly recommended by me. I am just now able to figure out our schedule and I have started back to work part time this week. I go back full time on August 15th. Barrett is doing mostly great...likes to keep me up for a couple of hours about 4am. Holden is a great big brother.....so far! We are all adjusting well...thank the Lord!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15530381-115445289344455141?l=hollyadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/feeds/115445289344455141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15530381&amp;postID=115445289344455141' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/115445289344455141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/115445289344455141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/2006/08/all-is-wonderful.html' title='All is wonderful!'/><author><name>holdenon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02681422075877594359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15530381.post-115031182646994215</id><published>2006-06-14T14:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T14:03:46.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another week down</title><content type='html'>Just got back from my weekly doctor visit. All is still good. Baby Barrett is still in position and we are still on track for induction on June 23rd. If the sonogram is correct, Baby Barrett has lots of hair and is weighing in at a whopping 8# 7oz. He will most likely be over 9# by the time I induce!  I can't believe it is only a week away. I ask for prayers that everything will continue to go smoothly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15530381-115031182646994215?l=hollyadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/feeds/115031182646994215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15530381&amp;postID=115031182646994215' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/115031182646994215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/115031182646994215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/2006/06/another-week-down.html' title='Another week down'/><author><name>holdenon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02681422075877594359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15530381.post-115023314797571265</id><published>2006-06-13T16:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T16:12:27.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Husband</title><content type='html'>I love my husband, &lt;a href="http://branden-adams.blogspot.com"&gt;Branden&lt;/a&gt;, for making me feel good today. He posted an unsolicited blog and I read it. It brought tears to my eyes. I think we take for granted how lucky we are and I just got snapped back to reality. He truly is a blessing to my life!!! I could not ask for a better husband or father!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15530381-115023314797571265?l=hollyadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/feeds/115023314797571265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15530381&amp;postID=115023314797571265' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/115023314797571265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/115023314797571265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-husband_13.html' title='My Husband'/><author><name>holdenon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02681422075877594359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15530381.post-115013272348317551</id><published>2006-06-12T12:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T12:18:43.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No More Monkeys...</title><content type='html'>I think that this really may be the theme of the day around our house. We are preparing for baby 'Barrett' and getting his room ready. In our ingenious thinking, we are going to move Holden to the new "MONKEY" room since it is bigger and give Barrett the baby room that Holden has been sleeping in for the last year...Holden is not so much going for it...screaming is more like it! I think that he likes his room. What to do...?  I told my wonderful husband that we shouldn't change him if he doesn't want to change. He wants to try a couple of more days before giving in. We will try naps today. If that doesn't work, one more day and the switch will be off. Both rooms are equally cute, so I am indifferent. We just want Holden to have the bigger room since he is the bigger brother. Wow...he is already making up his mind and he is just 13 months! What lies ahead?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15530381-115013272348317551?l=hollyadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/feeds/115013272348317551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15530381&amp;postID=115013272348317551' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/115013272348317551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/115013272348317551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/2006/06/no-more-monkeys.html' title='No More Monkeys...'/><author><name>holdenon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02681422075877594359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15530381.post-114970146129465370</id><published>2006-06-07T12:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T12:31:01.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayers Worked</title><content type='html'>No C-Section!! I just went to the doctor today for my weekly BPP and checkup. Baby is head down like he is supposed to be. They say it is unlikely that he would move again since the head is the heaviest part of his body. He is weighing in at a whopping 7# 8oz at todays visit. He is definitely going to be an 8 pounder or bigger. I am very excited at the news!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15530381-114970146129465370?l=hollyadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/feeds/114970146129465370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15530381&amp;postID=114970146129465370' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/114970146129465370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/114970146129465370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/2006/06/prayers-worked.html' title='Prayers Worked'/><author><name>holdenon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02681422075877594359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15530381.post-114926265139187949</id><published>2006-06-02T10:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T10:38:35.316-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/562/1441/1600/DSC_0944.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/562/1441/320/DSC_0944.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/562/1441/1600/DSC_1032.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/562/1441/1600/DSC_0944.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/562/1441/1600/DSC_1032.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/562/1441/320/DSC_1032.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/562/1441/1600/DSC_0930.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/562/1441/320/DSC_0930.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As per a request from a friend, here are a few pictures of the family we had taken for Holden's 1-year birthday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15530381-114926265139187949?l=hollyadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/feeds/114926265139187949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15530381&amp;postID=114926265139187949' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/114926265139187949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/114926265139187949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/2006/06/family-pics.html' title='Family Pics'/><author><name>holdenon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02681422075877594359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15530381.post-114926113549899213</id><published>2006-06-02T09:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T10:12:15.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on the BPP</title><content type='html'>Just an update...worried for nothing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby #2 (see we still have no name!) is fine. He scored 8/8 on his BPP. Dr. Roberts tells me that he is watching the baby closely because of my borderline gestational diabetes. He wants to make sure that the baby has enough amniotic fluid for him since it is somewhat reduced if you have gestational diabetes. He had plenty of fluid, but my blood sugar was out of control (190- EEEK!)  Dr. Roberts wanted to know what I had eaten. Anyway, now I have to basically follow more of a lower carb diet (without sugar, mostly). He tells me that I will have to take some sort of medicine if it is not better next week.  Also, the baby is weighing in at a whopping nearly 7#. He is going to really be big if we go full term. Not to mention, he is still in a transverse position. I ask that everyone that reads this will say a prayer for us that this baby 'takes a nose dive' and gets in position for me to deliver him without a C-section. I really don't want a C-section since the healing time is longer and I have a One-Year old to take care of. Obviously I have help, but I really want to be able to heal quicker than the C-Section would allow. All of that being said, I need to log off for today. I sincerely appreciate all prayers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15530381-114926113549899213?l=hollyadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/feeds/114926113549899213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15530381&amp;postID=114926113549899213' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/114926113549899213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/114926113549899213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/2006/06/update-on-bpp.html' title='Update on the BPP'/><author><name>holdenon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02681422075877594359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15530381.post-114858511054239856</id><published>2006-05-25T14:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T14:25:10.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BPP</title><content type='html'>What is a Biophysical Profile anyway? I went to see my OB yesterday for my checkup and we have moved my appointments up to weekly now. He mentioned he is going to start doing a Biophysical Profile on me and the baby. He explained he is looking for signs that everything is well inside and that the baby has enough amniotic fluid. As long as he scores an 8 or better than we are going to stay on track for delivering at the end of June. If not, we will discuss. I thought that seems reasonable and he did not act overly concerned. He also did not tell me to change anything so I did not ask anymore questions. I then got to thinking about this and looked it up on the internet. OK...now I am kind of worried. I am making Branden go with me next week because he always thinks clearer and asks pertinent questions that I can't think of during those times.  I feel 'him' moving around. He is in the position to deliver, so that is good. I will just have to wait and see. Please say a prayer for us that we are all doing well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15530381-114858511054239856?l=hollyadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/feeds/114858511054239856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15530381&amp;postID=114858511054239856' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/114858511054239856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/114858511054239856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/2006/05/bpp.html' title='BPP'/><author><name>holdenon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02681422075877594359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15530381.post-114833262343658792</id><published>2006-05-22T14:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T16:29:51.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Never Imagined...</title><content type='html'>It has been a really long time since I posted anything. Robin will be happy to see I finally did it! Quite frankly, I don't feel like I have the time at the moment, but I also feel like maybe having some friends advice on situations I am experiencing might not be a bad use of my time either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my last post, I have found out that I am pregnant again.I was going to post about 'STICK SHOCK' because that is exactly what that was! Wow, that is exciting news considering the 6 years of Infertility that we went through. But....I don't think I could have imagined the anxiety that I am feeling about having another child and working full time. I feel so blessed on one hand, but so torn on the other. How can I do it? I have found myself getting anxious about things that I never think I would have been anxious over in the past. I have also found that I have had more conversations trying to get my husband to reassure me that things are going to be ok, when he is just 'doing it' and not worrying about things. He tells me I just need to relax. My question to him is 'how do I do that?" He says I just do things that I need to do because it needs to be done. I don't worry about everything else in between. I guess that is all fine and good, but how do we as Mom's really do that? I am finding myself worrying about &lt;strong&gt;everything&lt;/strong&gt; in between. It can range from getting the laundry done to getting the menu made for the week. It is very interesting to actually think that I am in this position. I would have given anything to have a child and now, here I am with two (or soon enough). It is crazy what God has given us! I know that he doesn't give you more than you can handle, but sometimes I don't know if I am handling it well at all. Maybe this is a bit of the extra dose of hormones that I am producing, but it is also really real!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This anxiety is also consistent with feelings of inadequacies. I am quite bothered when someone takes something that I am supposed to be doing or be able to get done and does it for me (both at home and at work). I tell myself that they mean absolutely nothing by it, but it really feeds into my feelings of inadequacies. I know someone is going to say that you are more than 8 mos pregnant, so let people help you. I seriously know that is exactly what the intent of most of them are, but I don't want to be thought of as helpless. This really comes to a head when someone does something for my &lt;strong&gt;son&lt;/strong&gt; that I should be doing like bathing him or rocking him to sleep! That is my job! That is my time to bond with him and yet I can't hold him close to me like before because of this pregnancy. I can't lean over to wash him because of this pregnancy! I should welcome the help! I do in one way because it is getting done, but it will create a night of insomnia worrying about it. I know that it is just a matter of weeks before that part is over, but will I have the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; then? I sound like a raving maniac, and I am not. Maybe just a pregnant one! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15530381-114833262343658792?l=hollyadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/feeds/114833262343658792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15530381&amp;postID=114833262343658792' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/114833262343658792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/114833262343658792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-never-imagined.html' title='I Never Imagined...'/><author><name>holdenon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02681422075877594359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15530381.post-113024694551555879</id><published>2005-10-25T08:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T08:29:05.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Songs</title><content type='html'>Do you ever have a song that just sticks in your head? It happens to me all of the time. I just wonder though, what it means when I wake up to a song that I heard in church on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sunday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I literally woke up this morning singing "Give me one pure and holy passion. Give me one magnificent obsession..." Maybe that is a sign that I need to be spending more time in God's word. I was convicted by Tianne's message on Sunday about white noise and just tuning everything else out around you to hear God's word. This morning makes me believe that even more.  What a good way to start the morning! Let's hope the rest of the day is good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15530381-113024694551555879?l=hollyadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/feeds/113024694551555879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15530381&amp;postID=113024694551555879' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/113024694551555879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/113024694551555879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/2005/10/songs.html' title='Songs'/><author><name>holdenon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02681422075877594359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15530381.post-112951254757185205</id><published>2005-10-16T20:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T20:35:05.393-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooperation</title><content type='html'>You just don't get it when you really want it! Today was a picture day for Holden. We were getting pictures made of him in his "Pumpkin Suit (i.e. Halloween Costume). I figure he is not really old enough to go 'trick or treating', but I still wanted to celebrate the holiday with him. So, I figured a picture would last longer! Well, on our way there, he decides he is going to take a nap! This is not a good sign. We get there and I have to wake him up in order to get his picture made. We had two things going against us in the beginning. One was him being tired and the second was his fascination with something new. He found GRASS! And then there was hay! We could not distract him. So this is where crazy adults come into play! We start hooting and hollering. Then we start jumping up and down, jingling our keys, just about anything we could think of to get his attention... I think that we got a few good pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then we decide to change his outfit since he has two pumpkin outfits. One is a full fledged costume, the other is a shirt. We get the costume on and we place him among the pumpkins. Did I mention we were at a pumpkin patch? There is that HAY again! He proceeds to eat the Hay....Ick! We get a few more pictures in after lots of jumping up and down to get his attention. Then he realizes it is HOT in that costume. I am sweating from trying to get him to smile and he is sweating because he has a wool suit on. That costume doesn't last long before the tears come. We are done and just hoping we have a couple pictures out of all of that! We end the event with the person running the pumpkin patch telling us that she appreciated us entertaining her! And on to another day and adventure!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15530381-112951254757185205?l=hollyadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/feeds/112951254757185205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15530381&amp;postID=112951254757185205' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/112951254757185205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/112951254757185205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/2005/10/cooperation.html' title='Cooperation'/><author><name>holdenon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02681422075877594359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15530381.post-112943255267824150</id><published>2005-10-15T22:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T22:15:52.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair</title><content type='html'>We had to cut it again!  I can't believe my child has so much hair!  I think it has to be one of the first things that people comment on when they see him. " Wow, he has a lot of hair! Was he born with it?"  Well he was and I am amazed!  He is nearly 6 mos old and has had 2 haircuts. My husband and I took Holden to Sports Clips to get "Daddy's hair cut", and walk out of there with both of them getting a haircut. It is really sweet, though.  Daddy got to hold him in his lap since he can't quite sit up on his own yet.  He is such a good boy! I am just thinking to myself, though, this is going to get expensive. I wonder how many other people out there can say they have had their baby's hair cut twice before they were 6 months old. I hear that you're not supposed to cut it before they are one, but I would have to put it up in a ponytail if I waited that long! EEEK! Oh well, he looks so sweet...just like a little boy should! I am going to enjoy these moments as they may not last!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15530381-112943255267824150?l=hollyadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/feeds/112943255267824150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15530381&amp;postID=112943255267824150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/112943255267824150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/112943255267824150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/2005/10/hair.html' title='Hair'/><author><name>holdenon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02681422075877594359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15530381.post-112925368109271735</id><published>2005-10-13T20:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T20:34:41.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Miracle</title><content type='html'>Wow...has it been a busy few weeks!  As I am driving home from Babies R Us tonight at just around 7PM, I am reminded I can't stay out 'late' anymore. Not that 7PM ever constituted late, but it is in fact when my son is in the back seat crying because he is tired and about ready to go down for the evening. Anyway, he begins to cry and that is something that I feel myself getting uptight every time he does it. I try to let him cry himself to sleep on occassion when I know he is tired, but I would rather sit there and rock him to a peaceful sleep if I can. He is crying and I am thinking of ways to calm him for the next 10-15 minute drive home. I begin to sing..."You are my sunshine, my only sunshine...". It works!  That is the second time it has worked. He likes my awful, off-tune voice. That makes me really happy!  I sing that about a half of a dozen times and think, what next? I remember I have a CD that is Celine Dion in my car. My husband does not like her so we don't listen to it much. I happen to love this CD. It is called &lt;em&gt;Miracle&lt;/em&gt; and it is a whole CD devoted to the &lt;em&gt;Miracle of Children&lt;/em&gt;. The first song is the CD title "Miracle" and it brings me to tears (again, like every time I hear it!)  It is a song that describes my feelings exactly. I never could have imagined the miracle that God gave us. Not to mention, I could not have imagined how in love with this child that I am. Life is good! And with these thoughts, I am off to bed! (Well, I will do a little cleaning up the house from the day and then off to bed!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15530381-112925368109271735?l=hollyadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/feeds/112925368109271735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15530381&amp;postID=112925368109271735' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/112925368109271735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/112925368109271735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/2005/10/miracle.html' title='Miracle'/><author><name>holdenon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02681422075877594359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15530381.post-112787327296223252</id><published>2005-09-27T21:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T21:07:52.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogger Etiquette</title><content type='html'>One more...I just seem to have a 3 post minimum when I finally sit down and do it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the etiquette say for blogging: When someone kindly comments on your blog, should I be going to their sites and commenting? I am reading the other blogs and just don't know if I should be commenting to let them know that I am reading. I know that it is fun for me to read what others say about my thoughts (i.e. blogs), but I just wasn't sure what everyone else thought about comments on others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just curious...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15530381-112787327296223252?l=hollyadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/feeds/112787327296223252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15530381&amp;postID=112787327296223252' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/112787327296223252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/112787327296223252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/2005/09/blogger-etiquette.html' title='Blogger Etiquette'/><author><name>holdenon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02681422075877594359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15530381.post-112787272183611745</id><published>2005-09-27T20:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T21:01:52.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>To Exercise or Not</title><content type='html'>Well, here I am a week later that I have promised myself I was going to exercise every day or at least 5 times a week. HA! Not happening in my world, or so it seems. Something that gives me a great sense of accomplishment after it is complete is one of the hardest things for me to get motivated to do. With about 15 pounds left to go before I get back to my pre-pregnancy weight, I should find that to be motitvational enough to get up and exercise! Wrong again! I need to get up in the morning and just get it done. When Robin and I go early in the mornings to walk/jog, I feel great all day! When we don't, I keep talking about doing it later. Later comes and goes and I still haven't gotten it done. I guess I could blame it on everything else that I think that I have to get done , but even I know that is not a good excuse. I sure do think about it a lot (see previous post).  I probably would get more done because I would feel better. I wouldn't want to crash each night at 9:30 because I just feel exhausted. This is not a complaint, just a realization of my reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be the week....I am going to exercise and watch what I eat again. The only thing I am consistent with is that when I blow it (being my diet and exercise), I go all the way. We shall see!!!.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15530381-112787272183611745?l=hollyadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/feeds/112787272183611745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15530381&amp;postID=112787272183611745' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/112787272183611745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/112787272183611745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/2005/09/to-exercise-or-not.html' title='To Exercise or Not'/><author><name>holdenon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02681422075877594359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15530381.post-112787196084833582</id><published>2005-09-27T20:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T20:49:26.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Calm in the Moment</title><content type='html'>I was sitting here tonight feeding Holden his bedtime bottle and not giving a second thought to him, but giving many second thoughts to everything else I need to get done.  I wish I could just be calm in the moment and stay focused on just the one thing I am doing. My husband seems to do this so well. Maybe he is not, since I can't read his mind, but it just seems so. I am sure there are ways or even books that tell you how to do this effectively, but I am not sure they would help! I really need to work on just enjoying the moment that I am in and not worrying about what I am going to get done in the next. I enjoy Holden taking his bottle and just staring up at me until he drifts off into a peaceful sleep. What could be sweeter?! I need to enjoy that while turning everything else off around me, including the TV. Another example is talking on the phone to a friend and doing other things like reading my emails. I guess I don't want to waste a second.  This is also a problem for me in my prayer time. I begin my prayers and before I know it I am making a grocery list or a to do list for the following day. Why is it so hard to turn it all off and just focus? I, at least, learned a trick from my friend Robin about praying which is to concentrate on the image of Jesus in my mind when I need to stay focused. This has helped my prayers, but now I need to work on every other time I am trying to multi-task at a time that needs to be only single tasked! This is my new prayer: &lt;em&gt;learning to be calm in the moment&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15530381-112787196084833582?l=hollyadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/feeds/112787196084833582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15530381&amp;postID=112787196084833582' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/112787196084833582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/112787196084833582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/2005/09/calm-in-moment.html' title='Calm in the Moment'/><author><name>holdenon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02681422075877594359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15530381.post-112735647022190673</id><published>2005-09-21T21:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T12:22:58.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiet Time</title><content type='html'>Tonight I pulled out my bible to check out Proverb 31 to see what Robin was pointing me too when she commented on my post. I realized yet again that I need QUIET TIME daily. Why is this so hard? I really enjoyed reading this chapter and sat here wondering why I don't do this everyday. Not to compare reading the bible to exercise, but in this way they are the same. Once you actually do it, you feel good about yourself and rewarded. When you don't do it, you get into a slump! Hmmmm!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15530381-112735647022190673?l=hollyadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/feeds/112735647022190673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15530381&amp;postID=112735647022190673' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/112735647022190673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/112735647022190673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/2005/09/quiet-time.html' title='Quiet Time'/><author><name>holdenon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02681422075877594359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15530381.post-112715857524154545</id><published>2005-09-19T14:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T14:36:15.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sweet Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/562/1441/1600/090505001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/562/1441/320/090505001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/562/1441/1600/090105005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/562/1441/320/090105005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/562/1441/1600/090105002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/562/1441/320/090105002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How sweet it is....!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15530381-112715857524154545?l=hollyadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/feeds/112715857524154545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15530381&amp;postID=112715857524154545' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/112715857524154545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/112715857524154545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-sweet-family.html' title='My Sweet Family'/><author><name>holdenon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02681422075877594359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15530381.post-112714679589579078</id><published>2005-09-19T11:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T11:35:04.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christian Working Mom</title><content type='html'>Since my blog is mostly for me to blog about the trials of being a "Working Mother", I usually seek out information about this 'job description". I even subscribed to the magazine "Working Mothers" so I could get another perspective on how to handle the trials and tribulations that come along with this title. But, I think that my biggest struggle is trying to be sure that this is where God wants me to be. With giving that more thought, I decided to search the other blogs out there to see if there were other blogs that discussed being a working mom. I found one that is very interesting. She actually calls it &lt;em&gt;Christian Working Mom blog&lt;/em&gt; (CWM) {how appropriate!}. Anyway, I don't know why working moms feel the need to justify working outside the home, but for some reason &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; do. I think that this blogspot gave me a great perspective on this subject by making the following statement: "&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you are working because you need to financially, know that if God didn’t mean for you to work he could change your circumstances! And whether you work from necessity or choice, be strengthened in the knowledge that you are serving God by using the abilities he gave you. Work is not evil! "&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I definitely feel like God gave me talents that I am using at my job, so I need to &lt;em&gt;be good&lt;/em&gt; with feeling satisfied when I have an accomplishment at work and not only look for my new identity in being Holden's Mom and all that comes with that.  I know that my true identity is being a Christ follower, but I believe we all seek out other parts of our identity! I need to remind myself of the following verse periodically!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can do all things in Christ who strengthens me. (Philipians 4:13)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two verses that give some food for thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Romans 8:28&lt;br /&gt;We know that all things work together for the good of those who love God: those who are called according to His purpose.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ephesians 6:8 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Work with enthusiasm, as though you were working for the Lord rather than for people.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15530381-112714679589579078?l=hollyadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/feeds/112714679589579078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15530381&amp;postID=112714679589579078' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/112714679589579078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/112714679589579078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/2005/09/christian-working-mom.html' title='Christian Working Mom'/><author><name>holdenon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02681422075877594359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15530381.post-112710106295417567</id><published>2005-09-18T22:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T22:37:42.980-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship</title><content type='html'>I guess I am catching up for lost blogs tonight since I have posted 3 in one night!  Oh well, Robin got me thinking after reading her blog tonight. I feel truly blessed that she considers me her best friend. That is a title that should not be taken lightly. I got to thinking about the fact that she said that we are different in so many ways, but what she failed to mention is how much alike we are. The fact of the matter is that a friend is a person that genuinely cares about you and your life, which she does. They also are there to offer up advice, even if it is something that you don't want to hear! They cry with you in your sad times, like trying to get pregnant for 6 years and feeling like a failure each month it did not happen!  Or cry with you in your happy times, like having your baby and feeling overwhelming joy for you! They laugh at you and with you. A friend prays with you and for you! A friend wants to spend time with you even if you only have 5 minutes to spare. A friend has two sticks of butter when you want to make a cake for someone else...she won't even get to share in the sweet temptation! A friend allows us to talk about subjects that our husbands don't want to hear about! A friend wants us to have a date night with our husband and is willing to watch my child or children so we can have it! A friend tells you how to create a schedule for your new sleeping baby or how much food to feed them. There are so many things that a friend does or just who they are that matter so much more than the differences! It is nice to have differences because it will balance us out! What is also nice is that there may be one person to fill this role or several, but that is what makes having friends great! Robin was right, we probably should all work harder at deepening the friendships we have! Thank you, Robin for filling almost all of these roles and more in my life and to all of my other friends, I thank you too!  I love you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15530381-112710106295417567?l=hollyadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/feeds/112710106295417567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15530381&amp;postID=112710106295417567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/112710106295417567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/112710106295417567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/2005/09/friendship.html' title='Friendship'/><author><name>holdenon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02681422075877594359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15530381.post-112709890076648109</id><published>2005-09-18T21:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T22:01:40.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grasping at Life</title><content type='html'>I am learning so much every day! I can't believe that Holden is nearly 5 months old!  I am learning that life now runs at WARP speed and I don't want to blink or I might miss something. I don't know how many other people feel this way about it, but now that I have a child, I am not sure I can keep up with everything going on around me. It is absolutely wonderful and breath-taking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holden is the source of all of my true amazement these days! If you would have asked me several months ago if I would be so interested in such milestones as Holden grabbing at toys, I would have told you no way!  It is absolutely amazing to watch him grow and make these milestones! I can't even explain how happy it makes me to see him grab at his toys and actually enjoy playing with them! I am having such joy in my heart to watch him learn about his surroundings and become playful! I can't help but smile and laugh when he is smiling and cooing!  I feel so good when he is belly laughing! I seriously want to stop whatever I am doing to just listen to him or encourage him to laugh more! No one could have told you that it was going to be this wonderful or you could have such joy in your life for simply seeing your baby grasping at the life around him! Again...all you can say to that is Praise God!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15530381-112709890076648109?l=hollyadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/feeds/112709890076648109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15530381&amp;postID=112709890076648109' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/112709890076648109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/112709890076648109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/2005/09/grasping-at-life.html' title='Grasping at Life'/><author><name>holdenon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02681422075877594359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15530381.post-112709571424408137</id><published>2005-09-18T20:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T22:03:52.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed as a Working Mom</title><content type='html'>I think of the gift that I have been given...Holden and wonder sometimes how can I even go to work today. I think about all of the things in my life that I have been blessed with and I know that God has a plan for me. At this point, it includes me working outside the home. So on that note, I think even more of how much God has blessed my life in this arena. My job has allowed me to work at the house several days a week and take care of my son. Though this has been one of my biggest challenges since Holden was born, it is so worth it! (I believe the biggest is sleep deprivation!!!) On the other days, I have found someone to come into &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; house and watch Holden. I don't have to put him into Day Care yet. I was so torn about this and prayed for to be able to stay at home or have someone come to our house for child care. I don't think I have really sat back to take a look at answered prayers till now. Praise God! I prayed for a child and was blessed to have this beautiful baby boy. I asked God to help me sort things out when it came to working and that he has done. Though, if I could stay home with Holden and get to spend every moment with him and not worry about finances, I would give working up in a heartbeat. I know that it is not where I am supposed to be at this very moment, so I have the next best thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also feel that being a working Mother has opened up my eyes to so many more things. I know that it is important to go to work and be there with everyone else and work together as a TEAM, but when the right people are in place, it doesn't matter where we do our job. I also found that I am surrounded by wonderful people both at home and at work. These friends want me to succeed and they make it possible for me to do well at both of my jobs. Some of the most influential people in my life I have met through working! This blessing can't be overlooked! I get so caught up in trying to make everything work all of the time, that I lose sight of the important things around me and that things are working! I will continue to pray for guidance because I know that this I can't do on my own. Thank you to everyone that helps me get through every day, even my fellow bloggers! God Bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15530381-112709571424408137?l=hollyadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/feeds/112709571424408137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15530381&amp;postID=112709571424408137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/112709571424408137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/112709571424408137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/2005/09/blessed-as-working-mom.html' title='Blessed as a Working Mom'/><author><name>holdenon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02681422075877594359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15530381.post-112491247707114792</id><published>2005-08-24T14:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T14:43:54.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflux</title><content type='html'>I have been granted the privilege of working a couple of days from home so that I can care for our newborn. He was diagnosed with Stage 4 Kidney "Renal" Reflux at 5 weeks old and now we want to be super careful. It began with a high fever and after many grueling tests, we found out that he had a Urinary Tract Infection, Kidney Infection and this Stage 4 (out of 5) Reflux. We were shocked. How do you prepare yourself for this as a parent? Anyway, after we had our week stay at the hospital, we have since found out that this is a common ailment among young children. I have talked with several friends and they have a child that has or had reflux or know someone that did. I just find it very interesting that you really don't hear about these things until it happens to you. Maybe, the truth is that you don't deeply care or concern yourself with it until it happens to you. As a mother, I just feel horrible that he has had to endure all of these awful tests to only find out that we have to wait another year to see if his kidney will gain functionality. As a result of all of these tests, I have found out that a normal kidney functions at 50% on each side. In Holden's case, it is 25% on one side and 75% on the other. If you lose a kidney, then the other will compensate by doing 100% of the work. But the other part that is really interesting is that you only need 1/2 of a kidney to survive without dialysis. As it stands now, if any tragic thing happened where Holden lost his 'good' kidney, then he could survive on the other as it is today. We have to wait a year to find out if the kidney will continue to function at 25% or lose additional functionality. At about 10% functionality, then they remove the kidney. YIKES! We have to be extremely careful that he doesn't get any more UTI's or Kidney infections over the next year. He will continue his profalactic dose of antibiotics until such time that we are told he can discontinue. In all of this, I also find out that UTI's are very common in newborns and infants and will decline at 6 mos and again at a year. This is all very interesting to me. I just pray for Holden that he is able to live a normal life---hopefully with both kidneys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15530381-112491247707114792?l=hollyadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/feeds/112491247707114792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15530381&amp;postID=112491247707114792' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/112491247707114792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/112491247707114792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/2005/08/reflux.html' title='Reflux'/><author><name>holdenon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02681422075877594359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15530381.post-112432828569779695</id><published>2005-08-17T20:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T20:26:13.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Tired</title><content type='html'>Maybe it is just me, but balancing life can be tiring. I don't know how many other woman out there reading these blogs are working moms, but it is quite the challenge. I have never felt exhaustion like that I have felt since Holden was born. It seems as though if not being a new mom is tiring enough, add the intensity of balancing life and work on top of it. It seems as though some days it is not ever going to all get done. Somehow, we manage it, but it isn't without a lot of effort. The irony of all of this is that this is something that my husband and I only dreamed of for many years. Now that it is a reality, it is so much harder and rewarding than one could ever imagine. I believe that all of the hard work is worth it, but who could have ever told you that it would be so exhausting. Just trying to figure out the best way to balance it all and still enjoy my family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15530381-112432828569779695?l=hollyadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/feeds/112432828569779695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15530381&amp;postID=112432828569779695' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/112432828569779695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15530381/posts/default/112432828569779695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hollyadams.blogspot.com/2005/08/feeling-tired.html' title='Feeling Tired'/><author><name>holdenon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02681422075877594359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
