tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19134003015840583232024-02-19T14:17:21.248-08:00Caution Speed Bump AheadKrystal Shearonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11911744359234327031noreply@blogger.comBlogger23125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1913400301584058323.post-30599186540527844552017-06-09T14:23:00.003-07:002017-06-09T14:23:55.038-07:00#MomBodI know it's been a while since I've posted, but honestly, life has been so hectic! I am a mom of two, a full-time teacher, and a full-time graduate student! I wouldn't change any of these things! What I have been thinking about lately is my #mombod. After this last pregnancy, I developed diastasis recti (DR), which is when your recti muscles split from the abdominal wall. In fact, I actually developed an umbilical hernia (removed about 3 weeks ago) due to my stomach weakness. It's really put me in a bind. Though it has been nearly ten years since I could say I was in the best shape of my life, I was pretty fit pre-baby. Throw in the mixture of DR I had no idea how to exercise that would strengthen my core. Though I don't think I eat terribly in terms of what I eat, I know I can overeat and I am hooked on soda.<br />
To say the least... I was, I am self-conscience about my body. It takes my wonderful hubby to remind me that I have had two c-sections and have two beautiful babies. My body is a testimony of that. He definitely earned major brownie points for that ❤! Now healing from my hernia surgery, I am definitely planning on strengthening my core but I am not focusing on my beautiful creations rather than the scars and loose skin that distract me from what is truly important. Whether or not I will be in a bikini soon... maybe not quite, but you will see me at the pool!<br />
I stumbled upon this video on Facebook from Allure magazine of a mom's story of maidenform to mommyform. It is truly inspiring... if you are in fact looking at your body, focus on your beautiful creations rather than what the world wants you to focus on!<br />
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While Scott is in the bathroom changing, the are wheeling my bed out in the hallway towards the emergency c-section room. It was so surreal.. I totally felt like I was on one of those tv medical shows. They wheeled me into the operation room and I notice all the bright lights thinking to myself I hope they put me out! A group of nurses lifted me onto the operation table. My hands were strapped down and the anesthesiologist added some pain medication to my IV drip. I heard the doctor say, "We're ready", but I must have had a worried look on my face because a nurse told me my husband would be there any second. Scott finally walks in and is told not to touch anything blue (which was almost everything except the stool by my head lol. He sat down and started to tell me how much he loved me. I knew he wasn't sure if it was just the baby or a problem with me as well but he was scared. </div>
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I could feel almost everything.. I felt the touch not the pain. In fact I distinctly told Scott get your phone out, Andrew is almost here. Right then the doctor said the same thing to him, "Baby is almost out take out your camera!". I smiled. Somehow I knew Andrew was ok. He was a wiggle worm from the start and I knew he had just moved in a position they couldn't hear him. At 12:40 am Andrew Charles was born into this world at 8 pounds, 6 ounces, and 21 inches long :)</div>
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Krystal Shearonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11911744359234327031noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1913400301584058323.post-1458303715443929672015-01-28T20:21:00.001-08:002015-01-28T20:21:55.259-08:00The Longest LaborIt all started January 3. Mind you the 2nd was my birthday and I had gone to bed early because I was so tired. Family was also in town and Scott had to work... So as I woke up at 10am on January 3 I had a nice intense pain like a cramp. I laid in bed, changed positions, went to the bathroom, took a shower, walked around the house and the pain wouldn't stop. So I started to panic in my head, more so because I was home alone. I called my mom and she told be that's what a contraction feels like however mine was constant not a come-and-go feeling like it was supposed to be. I called my doula and she told me the same thing about contractions not supposed to be constant. She suggested if it was intense enough I could go to the hospital. So I went. <div><br></div><div>Mom drove and we arrived around 11:30am on Saturday. We were in fairly quickly and seeing a triage nurse. I was still dilated only about a centimeter but was starting to efface. They had me walk around for nearly an hour but in the end it was only about 2 centimeters. The contractions started to become more obvious. I was able to distinguish that it was not constant but rather more intense for brief periods. At 2:30pm they sent me home. I was disheartened when the nurse told me to return when the contractions were too strong to stand. That night I sat on a yoga ball, (I guess my version of a birthing ball) walked stairs, ate spaghetti, and tried every other trick to trigger labor you could think of. But seriously the only thing that works is time. Baby will come out when they are ready! </div><div><br></div><div>Saturday night... It was cold and contractions were more consistent. Let me tell you I was up all night with an exception of a 30 min period around 1am. I watched several movies since I could not sleep. Around 3 I felt what I thought could've been my water break (I think it was a leak) and went to shower. I woke Scott around 4:30am and we went to the hospital about 5:15 in the morning on Sunday, January 4. </div><div><br></div><div>We went through the same process in triage. I was only 3 centimeters dilated when I arrived and they made me walk around again. I was monitored until roughly 7:30am before being admitted into a labor room. I had reached about 4.5 centimeters. Sunday may have been one of the longest days of my life. I walked around on and off for hours. Contractions intensified. I gritted my teeth, clenched my fist, and closed my eyes to deal with the pain. It was not long before they were so intense I couldn't even walk during the short time periods. Everyone recommended to walk as much as possible to speed up the process and push the baby down further. Scott stood and walked by me the entire time. My doula Diane and my mom were also side by side with me. I was supported and I knew I could do it! </div><div><br></div><div>Let's fast forward.. At 11am I measured 6 centimeters and I knew we would be seeing Andrew sooner than later. </div><div><br></div><div>Around 6pm Diane had to leave for another patient who was also in labor. I think emotionally I felt apart at this time. I was physically exhausted and part of my tripod had fallen. Pain started to get more intense but I was still at 6 cm! Andrew was being stubborn but I was exhausted and running out of fuel. I started to cry. I was so frustrated, I had felt like my body had given up but I didn't want to. Scott gave me one of his necklaces with a shield and cross on it. I tried to repeat "I can do all things through Christ" but contractions were so intense I could not think straight. I could only cry. The night nurse Carysa came in at 7pm. I asked for some pain killers and she provided a narcotic. It put me to sleep for nearly an hour and a half, a much needed power nap from the exhaustion. </div><div><br></div><div>This is when we start the real roller coaster. She checked my dilation and I was still at 6.5cm. Carysa and the doc started me on pitocin to increase the contractions to try and break my water. Another hour passed and I was still the same. I wasn't crying at this point but contractions were incredibly painful. </div><div>Finally the doctor was called in - up to this point he was in communication by phone. Doc came in and broke my water... Awkward feeling by the way! I felt dirty, exhausted, and emotionally drained. And again the waiting game. They increased the pitocin again and checked the dilation. I had reached 7cm. Everyone could see my exhaustion. Doc said he was going to increase the pitocin one last time and contractions were going to be super intense. He highly recommended an epidural which at that pint I was ready to ask for. </div><div><br></div><div>Let me tell you... I had 2 super intense contractions while they put in the epidural and it was one of the most painful and difficult things to stay still while the put in the needle. </div><div><br></div><div>So again.. I fell asleep for a good hour. It was so calm barely feeling the contractions. I think even Scott got some sleep! I had reached 7.5cm by 11:30pm. The doc said we would re-evaluate labor if I was not far enough at 12:30am. They walked out of the room and I fell asleep again. It was barely 15 minutes when a group of nurses and the doc rushed in. The was a problem and labor was becoming delivery. </div>Krystal Shearonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11911744359234327031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1913400301584058323.post-55348508005865690082015-01-25T20:15:00.001-08:002015-01-25T20:15:10.335-08:00The Comments Thinking back, I read an article on this and thought to myself how true it was but I never expected it to happen to me. Friends and family make comments that they feel are harmless or take it as a joke... But remember in the last month of pregnancy a woman has so many hormones going through her it's difficult not to take things personally. I became irritable but my way of handling it was to ignore the comments or keep them bottled up... However it did not mean I was not listening and overthinking it! <div><br></div><div>Please refrain from saying comments such as these even if you mean no harm... </div><div>- When are you going to pop?</div><div>- You're still pregnant?!</div><div>- mentioning the size of the stomach whether big or small - some people told me I looked like I was 7 or 8 months when I was nearly 40 weeks and Andrew was 8 pounds! But I felt like something was wrong with me</div><div>- You look like you're going to pop</div><div>- You look uncomfortable. (Really...) or You look tired... ( to be honest my close family were the only ones that could say this without me being self conscience) </div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div>Your best bet.. Keep it positive and tell that future momma that she is beautiful and glowing! </div>Krystal Shearonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11911744359234327031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1913400301584058323.post-70395884483495332652015-01-25T20:05:00.001-08:002015-01-25T20:05:15.477-08:00December BluesDecember came along and yes... It was the longest month ever. My suggestion... Stop reading so many blogs and articles about going into labor... <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Remember.. My due date is Jan 4 (the 40 week mark) however all of these sites are saying anytime after 37 weeks is free game for labor. So here was my December...</span><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">I was working/teaching until December 19 and it was miserable! My feet and hands were swollen, I barely slept, and my motivation had flown out the door. On top of the pregnancy, I was also the schools science fair coordinator! Needless to say I earned my winter break ;). Being so far along I was constantly irritable (though I think I hid it well lol). I was definitely on my last straw with some of my kids (my students) and even some fellow teachers. I know I wanted to check out but it wasn't time. Each week I also continued to go to the doctor for the check up. Sadly I looked forward to leaving school early for these! </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">But it was always a disappointment. One week I had no dilation, no efface net. The following week I had dilated a fingertip. The suggestion they gave was to walk, and trust me when I say I walked.. The worst part was the comment when leaving the appointments - here's your appointment card for next week, let us know if we need to cancel if baby comes! </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">So let's fast forward the misery lol.. December 19 my grandmother and uncle were flying in from out of town. They came to spend the holidays with us, celebrate my birthday on Jan 2, and hopefully see our baby boy before going home. Mind you, my grandmother is the last living grandparent that my hubby and I have. Day after day I went to see them, ate delicious foods, went to the mall to walk countless times, and finished last minute Christmas shopping. I did enjoy myself but it was always in the back of my head.. The misery. And to be honest it was unnecessary. Christmas came and went. Dec 24/25 may have been the only 2 days I truly enjoyed without a negative thought in my head. I rarely left the house without my car since it had my hospital bag, and I would even stay home on occasion because I just wanted to be alone. I know I'm an introvert but it truly was not like me to do so. It also did not help that my hubby had to work the majority of the break. 2 weeks came and went without baby Andrew making an appearance. Looking back now I wish I had actually enjoyed the quality time with my family rather than moping. My hubby and mom could tell I was not my usual but it truly is up to you how you decide to take each day. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">It may have been the last couple of days in December when I decided to let it go, that Andrew would be here when he is ready. And that's when I could enjoy my family. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">If you have friends/family that are pregnant please read the post called The Comments! </span></div>Krystal Shearonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11911744359234327031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1913400301584058323.post-48855699244673632942014-11-02T18:29:00.000-08:002014-11-02T18:29:09.039-08:00Third Trimester... All Ready!?I can't tell you how many times I've told myself that I needed to update this blog this past month. I feel like so little has happened yet so much has happened! I am officially in the third trimester which is dumbfounding! Andrew is definitely becoming a reality.. especially with less than 10 weeks left everyone is telling me to pack the hospital bag. Woah. It's definitely time! I mean only God knows when it will be Andrew's time! Well today I am 31.5 weeks and counting. Our baby shower (details to come shortly!) will be next Saturday. I've given myself the deadline. By Saturday night I will have my hospital bag packed just in case! <br />
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I know this is supposed to be about Andrew, but let me brag about my hubby for a second.. The further along I've been, the more selfless he is. Scott is so wonderful and his actions reminds me even more why I married him! I know we're both nervous about being first time parents but I can't tell you enough about how amazing of a father he will be!Krystal Shearonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11911744359234327031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1913400301584058323.post-87095356495050535982014-09-28T18:01:00.000-07:002014-09-28T18:01:04.210-07:00Side EffectsI have been blessed so far to have a fairly smooth pregnancy. First trimester I was nauseous but did not get sick. I also had to limit what I ate because my stomach was a little sensitive. Second trimester started really smooth with an ever increasing appetite! It wasn't until a few weeks ago I've truly started getting some side effects and its about the time my belly has really started showing. I do feel my hands and feet swelling often (not super rough but enough to sit me down!) I am also out of breath very easily... even just from talking! I'll catch myself lecturing in my classroom and have to stop talking for a second to catch my breath, and I'm sure the kids are thinking 'what in the world'! I've started getting lower back aches in the afternoons.. looking for some free online prenatal yoga videos if anyone can suggest one! Sometimes my shoulders will hurt too.. though I think that's just from sleeping on my sides. The worst one though is having to use the bathroom all the time. Its not a luxury for me as a teacher. I don't have another adult in the room with me, nor do I have a classroom next door that has easy access for a teacher to watch my class. Its a 3.5 hour block after lunch that I try to hold. Sometimes I am fortunate that another teacher will walk by but otherwise... its tough! I can also feel my energy level overall draining. I'm really curious about how 3rd trimester will be since it is just around the corner!Krystal Shearonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11911744359234327031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1913400301584058323.post-32250474332651539482014-09-28T17:54:00.002-07:002014-09-28T17:54:21.293-07:00RegistrationOf course everyone is asking about the baby shower... that is tba shortly (still working out some final details!). However we are registered at Target and Babies R Us! I keep adding items as I figure them out or some suggest but I'm not the type to keep checking if someone purchased stuff.. To be honest, I think it ruins the surprise and fun of the shower!<br />
Anyway, we are doing his nursery to a sort of night theme. The fan has spaceships and stars. The walls will have stars on them and several of the crib items we selected were stars as well. We are looking at blue/light gray/red as our colors. There are some baby animals around the room but it is not a zoo/jungle theme. Andrew does also have several red DAWG items.. Be prepared UGA to have a baby Dawg cheering for you! As far as the bathroom is concerned, we are looking to design it sort of an ocean/whales theme. It will simple and cute!Krystal Shearonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11911744359234327031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1913400301584058323.post-22217294221347562512014-09-28T17:49:00.001-07:002014-09-28T17:49:07.479-07:00Where Did My Toes Go?!It's so crazy to think I have been carrying this baby for six and a half months! This past week I went with a friend to a consignment sale for baby items. I lucked out and got several really cute toys, books, and a few items that I hadn't actually thought about putting on the registry! So that night as I sat showing my hubby the prizes I had acquired it only added to our excitement. Its a very intimate time, especially if you are close with your spouse. Scott and I are truly enjoying each others company and growing our love for Andrew. I have no doubt Scott will be an amazing father!<br />
So as we were leaving his nursery I was looking down our little balcony at my dog below. Scott made a comment regarding how big my tummy has grown. I looked down admiring God's work. Scott then said, "How long has it been since you last saw your feet?" I totally started laughing! I had no idea! I had joked about it with him when I found out I was pregnant but who knew time would fly so fast I wouldn't even notice that I couldn't see my feet!<br />
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Krystal Shearonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11911744359234327031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1913400301584058323.post-84756145673135123722014-09-14T18:33:00.002-07:002014-09-14T18:33:18.025-07:00Wiggle BugAny other momma's have a wiggle bug in their tummy? Andrew has a tendency to be a wiggle worm at the craziest times.. like 3:50 AM every night! or 10:30 am in the morning while I am trying to teach! I read an article that says a baby will sleep roughly 12-14 hours a day in the womb. Sometimes he is moving so much that I think it may only be 6-8 hours! I've figured out too which side he has his feet and arms.. His feet are on my left side and I can tell because they are usually very far left when he starts kicking. Likewise, his arms are just to the right of my belly button. They are much closer to the surface. When he is jabbing his arms it is felt more prominently. I told Scott that Andrew is all ready practicing his martial arts trying to be like mommy and daddy. :)<br />
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What an amazing few weeks it has been! We found out our little munchkin is going to be a boy, and boy does that make shopping easier! I've all ready purchased a few larger onesies for next summer (larger sizes) as now all the summer clothes is on sale. And let me tell you they are so stinking cute!! Scott and I are about 95% done with our registries too.</div>
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We decided on Target and Babies R Us to provide a good variety of items at various prices. <br />
Mom has also started planning the baby shower!! Details to come later... <br />
I also finally told my students. It was inevitable seeing as my tummy is sticking out so much :) They were all cheering and very excited asking if it was a boy or girl. For the most part they are all being very sweet about it! </div>
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This past Saturday we also went to the Yellow Daisy Festival in Stone Mtn, GA. To be honest, Scott and I get most of our gifts at these festivals because they are unique and more meaningful. Well we went with his parents and found some super adorable baby things. We bought a tummy time rug, puppy blanket, Mickey Mouse tooth fairy pillow, a wooden airplane puzzle, and few other things that little boys need that you won't find on a registry ;) <br />
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Krystal Shearonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11911744359234327031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1913400301584058323.post-20822833617216343192014-09-06T18:21:00.000-07:002014-09-14T18:21:52.388-07:00Andrew CharlesThe Reveal was a HUGE Success!!<br />
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Our closest friends and family were at the house all trying to sneak a peak at the cake... I overheard many "If I take a pearl out of the side, then maybe we'll see the cake color..." Let me tell you that I wrapped that fondant around the bottom so you could see nothing! It was really funny with everyone asking if we could have cake first then dinner, but we made them wait :)<br />
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Scott and I had been debating on names. If it was a girl she would be Ellie Marie, and if it was a boy we were between Luke and Cameron. Well to be honest I really liked Cameron and Scott didn't. BUT at the same time, he really LOVED Luke and I just liked it. So I told him to make a list of the top 20 names he liked for boys (this was after the Thursday we found out about gender). We spent a good hour looking through sites and books at names making our lists. When it came to it I wrote down the top 8 names we both shared on our list. Then we whittled it down to the top 5. It truly is a major decision but to be honest we both love Andrew and found an awesome meaning behind it that neither one of us thought of. The majority of our names were Bibically based... well Andrew was the first disciple chosen by Jesus along with Simon Peter. It was only fitting that we named our first baby boy Andrew, as he will also be raised in a strong Christian family. The middle name Charles comes from Scott's side. Scott, his father, and grandfather all shared the same middle name, and we saw it fit to continue the tradition. As my father-in-law put it... I'll just call him AC.. Just makes me chuckle :)<br />
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<br />Krystal Shearonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11911744359234327031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1913400301584058323.post-19184035363950664242014-08-23T13:41:00.000-07:002014-09-14T18:11:22.465-07:00The Reveal!!<br />
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This is it, today is the day! Scott and I found out on Thursday morning. I was so thankful that baby cooperated.. AND they were perfectly healthy :). We saw the 4 chamber heart, a healthy digestion tract, and even a silhouette of the face. Baby was trying to cover the face at one point with its hands! The cutest part was when she (the nurse) zoomed in to see the lips, to ensure no cleft lip, and baby yawned! My heart melted. It's still so surreal that little sweetheart is inside. I have finally reached 5 months (21 weeks) this week and there is no doubt I am prego! No more hiding or wearing normal clothes either. <br />
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As I sit here typing we are within 1.5 hours of the reveal party. It is so exciting and everyone has been trying to guess the gender. We've asked everyone to wear pink or red. Scott is wearing camo colors and I am wearing white/pearls (to go with the theme). We were up until 2am last night making the cake.. and trust me when I say I will NEVER use fondant again.. at least pre-made! I'll post a few pictures later on of the decoration we made and used. It was pretty difficult to find ideas on Pinterest as most of the camo is for hunting not military. We also created guess cards for guests to write down a snippet of information they guess about baby. The reveal will probably take place about midway. And the reason... <br />
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We are doing a cake color reveal. Cake is typically done at the end of a party but think once the gender is revealed everyone is going to be asking questions and pre-planning like us! So instead of waiting til the end to cut the cake and spend another hour talking, we are cutting the cake a little bit earlier! <br />
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<br />Krystal Shearonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11911744359234327031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1913400301584058323.post-91882606040781971952014-08-23T13:29:00.002-07:002014-08-23T13:29:32.692-07:00Wiggle WormWhat a wiggle worm!! Baby is constantly moving (and all those experienced mommas have told me that however the baby is inside is typically how they will be when they come out!) The cool thing is baby has moved enough that Scott has been able to feel it a couple of times! <br />
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I've actually woken up every night around 2:45am thinking that I need to use the restroom when its the baby dancing around! Listen... we need to start teaching it night time hours ;)<br />
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I have also noticed that baby wiggles a lot just before I need to eat.. come on mom, feed me too! So needy all ready :)Krystal Shearonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11911744359234327031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1913400301584058323.post-9243406366472856342014-08-13T17:00:00.001-07:002014-08-13T17:00:48.961-07:00Camo or Pearls for a Boy or a Girl! Countdown is set for August 21, that is... if baby decides to reveal their parts! Scott and I are so excited about finding out the gender. We are both heavy planners and truly cant imagine a big difference between waiting til now or waiting until the baby comes out. We did start our registry though and it was definitely difficult to pick out things seeing as there were such limited number of neutral items available. (I'm not going to list the registry locations until we have completed the registries!)<br />
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It's been fun trying to joke about the gender. We both wanted a girl, and I truly wouldn't mind one but something just makes me feel like its a boy. Who knows?! Regardless we have been mad planning a mini reveal for close family. We've asked the guests to wear pink if they think its going to be a girl or blue for a boy! It should be lots of fun too with our theme of Camo or Pearls (and we mean military camo!). I won't reveal too many details now though.. you know how I am about doing surprises!<br />
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I will tell you something exciting though... I've been feeling the baby move! It just happened these past couple weeks and only once maybe twice a day but baby has been pushing on my abdomen. Such a weird feeling but so cool at the same time! Scott still hasn't felt it but I can't imagine it will be long before he does!!Krystal Shearonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11911744359234327031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1913400301584058323.post-75007213404371697702014-08-13T16:54:00.000-07:002014-08-13T16:54:06.241-07:00Onesie, Twosie, Threesie...It's truly amazing to think about how loved this baby is going to be! I need to publicly say thank you to some really awesome family and friends..<br />
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After we came from Puerto Rico we had 1 week to empty my old office. My nursery furniture had all ready been ordered and the room was still full of well crap! Needless to say my week long cleaning frenzy was shortened further. What would be the point of receiving the nursery furniture if the room was not painted? Fortunately I had some help from my brother and cousin to empty out my office in a matter of a few hours! Then, the entire rest of the weekend was spent painting the nursery from a bright, bright red to a nice neutral light gray! The furniture, (purchased by baby's grandparents!) is ready to go. I'll post some pictures but you'll have to wait a few months for the baby shower :)<br />
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Along with the furniture, Baby's collection of onesies are growing! A good friend of mine bought one that says I Heart NY, our Aunt sent a set of Rockies Onesies from Colorado, my mom bought Baby 2 gender neutral bear onesies (I helped pick them out!!), and we bought a little shirt from Puerto Rico. It's so incredible to think how tiny these clothes are!!<br />
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<br />Krystal Shearonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11911744359234327031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1913400301584058323.post-35693399052490167572014-07-18T13:28:00.000-07:002014-08-11T13:28:59.267-07:00You Called Me What?!My grandmother and a majority of my mothers family is in Puerto Rico! I wanted to fly out while I was still early in pregnancy to visit them. Scott and I found tickets to go the second week of July. The flight was not bad, I think the worst was the landing... You know the feeling when you are descending and the pilot takes a quick drop and your stomach goes into your upper chest?!? Well.. that feels even more weird with a baby in there! I just began my 2nd trimester and just starting to show a little bump. Only those who know my petite size would know I was not fat! Needless to say the whole trip was an experiment. Up until this point I was having trouble eating, not keeping it down but eating a lot of food. My doctor even told me I needed to eat more to gain some weight! It was a request I could not deny with all the delicious home cooked meals! After my return trip, I can safely say I had gained 2 pounds :).<br />
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Several days I lounged around on a porch hammock, drank fresh pineapple juice, and enjoyed a wonderful excursion to some of my favorite beaches! If you've ever been, Scott and I went to see El Morro, Arecibo Observatory, the Bacardi Plant (I was good, no drinks!), Plaza Las Americas, just to name a few things.. We truly enjoyed the entire trip!<br />
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But the funniest things... you know its the stuff that happens unexpected that makes the trip, the memories!<br />
We went to visit a great aunt and great uncle. My family is fond of me being the eldest child in the family.. So they were saying how beautiful I was (Haven't seen them in maybe 6 years!) and we get to talking. My aunt asked my mom in Spanish if I had gained weight because I looked a little fat! I started laughing and my mom told her I was pregnant. It was so off topic and we were caught off guard I think it made my week :)<br />
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The funniest thing for Scott.. I have to share because I am even smiling as I write this.. so we rented a 4 door Jeep - no better way to travel around a tropical island! We rented a Jeep and I used my phones map app to navigate our way around to different locations. I would tell Scott to get off the exit in 2 miles; My mom sat in the back and would tell Scott to take the next exit. He would panic thinking whether to listen to his wife or mother-in-law! It gets better... So after 2 day of this we add my grandmother into the mix...<br />
We are traveling south along the east coast. My GPS says to go 4 miles on the highway, my mom is not quite sure which exit, and my grandmother says to take the next exit super quiet from the back seat. We were headed to my aunts house and she lived maybe 15 minutes from where we supposedly were. I told Scott to listen to Grandma as she has been here for so long. He makes a u-turn and we head back to the last exit. That night after we visited my aunt, we are heading home and it is 11:30 at night! We finally reach a bakery that Scott and I recognize. I turn off the GPS and told Scott to head straight. My grandmother stated that he needed to turn right. Mind you we knew where to go from here. We started laughing and I told Scott to just turn. My mom says in Spanish, "Not this way, we are going to over the muertos", which translates we are going over the dead... AKA speed bumps! I was like, "What muertos?!?". Grandma stated to drive over them slowly... Oh lordy, what a night! Needless to say we made it home that night, and baby returned home safe to Georgia :)Krystal Shearonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11911744359234327031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1913400301584058323.post-44234690491515208332014-06-24T13:17:00.000-07:002014-06-24T13:17:24.745-07:00HeartbeatI planned my second doctors appointment for when Scott returned from training. I had no idea what was in store just crossing my fingers we would be able to see more than a sack in the ultrasound. It was a treat! baby was around and had a big head! Only thing was the baby was still so small it was hard to distinguish specific features. I think for Scott it finally became real. The most amazing part.. we heard Baby's heart! wow talk about surreal, you can't make that up! It was so fast and shocking. I have been talking and thinking about baby for almost a month at this point but it was so real hearing that heart beat, especially because I couldn't feel anything but first trimester symptoms. I was happy.Krystal Shearonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11911744359234327031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1913400301584058323.post-4686383099612697562014-06-24T13:07:00.000-07:002014-06-24T13:07:19.156-07:00The Big Reveals!Just as everyone wants to read about how we revealed to our friends and family about Baby Shearon, Scott and I kept this at the forefront of our discussions while he was away. It was the perfect plan to tell them at a potluck dinner upon his return to celebrate completion of his training. Of course parents have to make it more complicated!!<br />
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Now after having everyone agree to a potluck, my parents decided to go camping that same weekend Scott was returning. They pleaded for us to join. So here's what we ended up doing...<br />
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Friday night we went out to eat with his parents. I had rolled the shirts and tied them with a ribbon. Scott handed them out to make them believe it was an army shirt he brought back as a gift. Meanwhile I had my phone out pretending to text but actually recording! His parents were priceless! I'm pretty sure dad was speechless and mom had the cutest laugh! Grandparents #1, done.<br />
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Saturday morning we drove up to Lake Lanier with his parents to see his little sister Jessie at her last rowing competition of the year. We found Jessie taking a little nap near the boats conserving her energy for the race. She got up to give Scott a hug and he gave her the shirt. Again, she thought it was a military shirt and opened it. She kind of starred for a second and asked if it was real. Scott and I said yes and she came running towards me to give me a hug. One proud auntie.. she was telling everyone even the lady she never met before helping them guide the boat to the waterfront! Aunt, done.<br />
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Saturday after lunch we drove up to Blue Ridge, GA to meet my parents that were traveling to an art festival during their camping trip. Of course they made it difficult to carry these shirts around on a hot day! After we got into the festival I pulled them under a tree. Scott gave them the rolled up shirt. It was kind of funny as they did not open them right away! I asked mom,"Are you going to open them?" So they did. Dad noticed first and stated that I was recording. Mom kept taking her sweet time, until I heard it,"No way!" Then she started crying, my aunt started crying, I started crying, it was a huge cry-fest! I'm pretty sure I made her year telling her that because mom was in shock the entirety of the rest of the day. It was cool :) Grandparents #2, done. Krystal Shearonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11911744359234327031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1913400301584058323.post-84316463973747814402014-06-23T12:07:00.000-07:002014-06-23T12:07:13.148-07:00Secret Secret, I've Got a SecretLet me tell you how hard it was to keep this baby a secret for nearly a month. First off, I have a strong bond with my parents, and in some cases I had to lie (a first since I was a young kid!). I think the hardest parts were during the weekends when I would spend a majority of my time with them. I will say though, Kim stayed with me through the month and supported me both physically and psychologically! I may have gone crazy without her!<br />
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Let me tell you about some of the interesting conversations I had...<br />
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My mom has a formal living room that is sort of a talking room, in the sense that people always sit around and have good conversations. So one Saturday we are sitting in the room and she tells me her friend was asking if I was pregnant. I'm pretty sure my ears turned red, but I played dumb. They had just planned a baby shower for a co-worker and were talking about the next one being mine! I laughed and said she will need to wait for Scott to get back before even thinking about that!<br />
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Another weekend I had both my father, father-in-law, mom, and Kim at my house. We were putting up my fence. Kim and I knew I couldn't lift anything heavy so she did most of the heavy lifting and I did most of the "would you like some water" retrieving. It was pretty funny! I think we did a good job of making it look like I was busy! Needless to say, dad though I was a little lazy!<br />
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I think Mothers Day was the worst. By this time, I had known for 2.5 weeks. My church held a Mamapalooza where each mother received a cupcake and a flower but I restrained myself! Then we went to eat breakfast with some family and everyone was asking me at the table when I would celebrate mother's day. My response: whenever God blesses me with a baby. Priceless, I know! The worst part was having a huge family get together, even Scotts family, at my house - the perfect opportunity to tell them but I kept my mouth shut. <br />
<br />Krystal Shearonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11911744359234327031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1913400301584058323.post-55478306978836560292014-06-23T11:45:00.004-07:002014-06-23T11:45:55.050-07:00The First Encounter... Following the story from the last post, Scott left Thursday morning for Army Training and I was stuck with this incredible secret I couldn't tell. It would be 23 days before he returned AND one of the most important months of the year because I would pass mothers day and my mom's birthday before Scott's return. But before I get ahead of myself and share the rest of the month lets rewind.<br />
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Thursday morning I go to work and I am feeling nauseous. I requested to leave early. By 10 am I was on route home calling my best friend Kim. It had to be a God sign that Kim happened to be at home also because her car would not start and she could not get to work! I picked up Kim and drove to my house. I told her I wanted to grab lunch and see if we could find a doctor. She had no idea! The entire time I am planning scheme in my head of how to tell her without giving it away but in a cute manner. If you don't know Kim, she is very logical and figures things out quickly :). So I decided to show her a new app on my iPad. I had opened The Bump app to the section that says how big baby is. I was estimating about 5 weeks and showed her without saying anything. As she read you could see her eyes light up! She jumped up and gave me a hug. Kim was ecstatic BUT her task was to keep it a secret along with me until my hubby returned. Kim helped me call about 12 doctors on my in-network and of course they were closed or not accepting patients. I found an ob/gyn but had to make an appointment for the following Wednesday. It was nerve wracking having to wait so long not knowing what I could or could not do.<br />
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It was completely awkward going into an ob/gyn office! All the other women waiting looked at least in their 3rd trimester! I must have looked like a teen girl to them! I think the worst part too was going and not having anyone with me. I think they also overbooked because I was seen almost 2 hours after my scheduled appointment, need less to say I was hungry. My turn finally came.I walk into a backroom and take a seat on one of those doctor tables. I was intrigued by all the posters, all the baby growth posters, how your body is changing, etc. New stage of life = new doctor posters! The weirdest thing was the ultrasound machine next to me. I could only thing it's too soon. There is no way they would use it, the baby would be too small...<br />
A few minutes passed and the physicians assistant came in. Such a sweet lady, she was asking how I was feeling and went straight to the ultrasound machine! I tell you that was an experience, at 5 weeks the only thing you could see was the amniotic sack but it was there! It was so surreal. She gave me a tentative date of January 4, 2015, and said the next visit she would have a better date for me. Wow. Again.. so surreal. <br />
<br />Krystal Shearonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11911744359234327031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1913400301584058323.post-61886896182997220352014-06-20T11:54:00.000-07:002014-06-20T11:54:05.138-07:00To Plan or Not To PlanOne of the first questions I am asked... was it planned? Well, lets just say we weren't actively trying but we weren't not trying if you know what I mean! But Scott and I believe everything happens on God's time... let me tell you my story...<br />
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I was working at a pretty rough middle school in Atlanta. Needless to stay even with the stress I brought home I even endured a 1.5 hour commute each way. I knew it was time for a change. Scott and I decided to take a pay cut by me transferring to the local school system. I applied on December 27, 2014 when I saw a newspaper article saying the district would hire almost 800 science and special ed teachers for the following year. March 7, I received my renewal contract for my school in Atlanta. We were given 10 days to sign and return the contract or it would be void. My interview for the new district was scheduled for March 22. Scott was pretty stressed! If I didn't return the contract I would not be guaranteed a job, but if I returned it I would be stuck another year. If you know me, you know I didn't return it! Funny thing though I had so much peace knowing God was going to make everything work.<br />
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March 22 I showed up at the job fair at 8:30 in the morning. My interview was scheduled for 11:30 am but I was hoping to jump into a couple extra slots. Let me tell you that the district was so well organized I sat and waited for my interview. 11:30 came and I went to speak with a principal. It was daunting to interview but I feel as if the every word lured them in closer and closer. The principal finally told me he had no science positions open, HOWEVER he went straight to another principal and told him he HAD to interview me!<br />
Needless to say, as they were tearing down the job fair and I interviewed with this principal I was one of the few hired on the spot. :)<br />
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So back to my focus... God provided me with a new, close position for this upcoming year and definitely in a less stressful environment.<br />
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April 30 mom and I went to see a play (Don't Dress for Dinner) which was so hilarious! I drank a cool Woodchuck Pear and ate some delicious catering from La Cazuela. It was roughly 10:30pm when I got home getting ready for bed, but something felt off. I'm not sure what it was but it didn't feel right. I took a test. It was one of those ClearBlue with the words not the lines. I took a look after my shower and it said pregnant. I kind of stared with a million emotions hitting me at the same time... shock, excitement, happiness, scared, anxious. I went over to Scott who had been asleep for a while all ready (he was leaving for Army training that next morning at 4am for almost a month!). I woke him up and pulled him into the restroom where the stick lay. He kind of looked and it and went back to bed. I kind of laughed because I knew he was probably half asleep, but I knew he would see it in the morning.<br />
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Scott woke me up to say goodbye and asked me, "What are we going to do?" I told him I could get a couple of tests to verify but we agreed to keep it a secret until he got back.. but that will be the next post!Krystal Shearonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11911744359234327031noreply@blogger.com0