<?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-7965548994402162696</id><updated>2011-08-03T15:41:14.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Adventures of Logan, Bella, and Dutchess.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mrs. Olson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SYSgJ4VsrAI/AAAAAAAAAho/uTkG8QeidgM/S220/Chi---cago+072.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7965548994402162696.post-1165634969458366252</id><published>2010-04-29T13:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T13:15:52.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Logan Pictures...Finally!</title><content type='html'>I had all these visions of blogging everyday while I was on leave...uploading cute pictures and talking about all that was going on...well here I sit having to go back to work next Monday with my baby being almost two months old and these are the first pictures I am putting up in my second post...oops!  I promise once I get a better hang on this whole time management thing, I will be back to blogging up a storm.  Until then, just hang in there! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/S9noci6QvQI/AAAAAAAAAy8/ZqfZfcZlzcU/s1600/100_0319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465655199895960834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/S9noci6QvQI/AAAAAAAAAy8/ZqfZfcZlzcU/s400/100_0319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/S9nocP0HptI/AAAAAAAAAy0/qPd1blB4cck/s1600/100_0318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465655194769925842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/S9nocP0HptI/AAAAAAAAAy0/qPd1blB4cck/s400/100_0318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/S9nob-2QX_I/AAAAAAAAAys/-jgHcJYs6n4/s1600/100_0317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465655190215483378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/S9nob-2QX_I/AAAAAAAAAys/-jgHcJYs6n4/s400/100_0317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/S9nobT4lf7I/AAAAAAAAAyk/Ftd5lkyHoBM/s1600/100_0289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465655178682531762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/S9nobT4lf7I/AAAAAAAAAyk/Ftd5lkyHoBM/s400/100_0289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/S9nobJWovNI/AAAAAAAAAyc/JW4xeIBlNkc/s1600/100_0263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465655175855783122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/S9nobJWovNI/AAAAAAAAAyc/JW4xeIBlNkc/s400/100_0263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7965548994402162696-1165634969458366252?l=the-olson-household.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/feeds/1165634969458366252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2010/04/logan-picturesfinally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/1165634969458366252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/1165634969458366252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2010/04/logan-picturesfinally.html' title='Logan Pictures...Finally!'/><author><name>Mrs. Olson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SYSgJ4VsrAI/AAAAAAAAAho/uTkG8QeidgM/S220/Chi---cago+072.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/S9noci6QvQI/AAAAAAAAAy8/ZqfZfcZlzcU/s72-c/100_0319.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7965548994402162696.post-5524697630097661011</id><published>2010-03-29T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T10:32:42.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our new addition...</title><content type='html'>Sorry blog friends!  It has been a whirlwind of activity since our baby boy finally joined us almost three weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan was born March 10 via C-Section.  He was 9 lbs, 3 oz, and 20 1/2 inches long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When things settle down and I have a little more time I will start blogging again on a regular basis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7965548994402162696-5524697630097661011?l=the-olson-household.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/feeds/5524697630097661011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2010/03/our-new-addition.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/5524697630097661011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/5524697630097661011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2010/03/our-new-addition.html' title='Our new addition...'/><author><name>Mrs. Olson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SYSgJ4VsrAI/AAAAAAAAAho/uTkG8QeidgM/S220/Chi---cago+072.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7965548994402162696.post-1520000596361213686</id><published>2010-03-02T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T09:46:59.468-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The state of things as of now...</title><content type='html'>I want to offer an apology up front for the emotion/resentment that might come out in this post.  It has been an emotional, trying past couple of days with limited sleep and a complete 180 of everything I thought I knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me start at the beginning...those of you who have read my blog for some time know what J and I had to go through to get to this point.  We started out by getting pregnant on our own.  We didn't have to think about needles and timing and calendars.  It just happened, and then in a blink it was gone.  No explanation, no nothing.  So after about six months we decided to get back on the horse again.  Month after month, tears, fights, resentment, pointing fingers, our marriage wasn't going to survive much more.  We finally sought out help.  We were determined to have a baby, but we didn't have the luxury that we had before.  No romantic story about a crazy night.  No "I think I might be pregnant!" thoughts.  Instead what filled our minds was how unfair it all seemed, like we were being cheated of those wonderful first emotions this time around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were inundated with test after test, treatment after treatment, doctor after doctor, shots, meds, it was never ending.  After months and months of disappointments, we were spent, emotionally, physically, mentally.  We couldn't do anymore.  We started to seriously talk about other options, and after speaking to the RE, we decided to throw our hats in the ring one last time.  Finally at our last treatment we got a break.  A BIG break.  We found out we were pregnant, but again the joy that most first time parents have was dampened a little by our past miscarriage and how we got pregnant.  No overwhelming sense of joy.  No immediately jumping on the phone to call our family and friends to share the good news.  We were paralyzed, not completely believing the plastic test that lay on the sink, seemingly mocking all of our hopes and dreams.  We simply called the doctor and set up our HCG test and tried not to get our hearts broken again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both HCG tests came back fine, and my progesterone was in the normal level, but they still wanted to leave me on all my meds for the first trimester.  My life revolved around when to take my meds and making sure I didn't miss even one dose for fear that it would be the undoing of everything we had accomplished.  The medicine made me sick, sick to the point that I couldn't hold down anything except water, dry toast, and occasionally lipton soup.  Once again instead of focusing on the joy of what was taking place and basking in the awesome act that was taking place inside of me, I was wondering how I was going to handle this for another 6 months.  I felt guilty because I wasn't happy, at least the level of happy that I had expected myself to be.  I was sick, miserable, and feeling like the worst mother in the world because I couldn't enjoy what I had wanted for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the pregnancy progressed the sickness got better, only to be replaced by other problems.  Separated muscles, anemia, and a breech baby which caused immense pain, (which we were assured would turn before it was time for birth.  "He has plenty of room and time.  No need to worry.")  The second trimester was definitely better and I welcomed being able to eat again, but I still wasn't feeling the overwhelming happiness I felt I should be.  I would talk to other new moms and they would express how amazing being pregnant was and how they never wanted it to end.  Once again, not only was I struggling with the physical pain of things, but the emotional as well.  How could I be a good mom if I couldn't even enjoy being pregnant?  Why couldn't I feel that attachment to this growing thing inside of me?  I tried to explain it to J, and he tried his best to understand, but I knew there was no way he really could.  He watched helplessly as I would cry for no reason, or fly off about the littlest comment.  I felt all alone with no one who could truly understand what I was feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the third trimester I started feeling a little better emotionally.  It started feeling a little more real, and I was starting to actually feel excited at the prospect of our baby being a reality.  I started counting down the weeks and then the days until the baby would be here.  We took birthing classes and did hospital tours.  We went to a safety seat clinic to make sure our car seat was installed properly.  I had three baby showers and started to fill up the nursery with all of the wonderful things our friends and family had given us.  J and I had long talks about labor and what it would be like.  I decided I wanted to try the natural route for as long as possible trying to forgo an epidural in favor of IV anesthesia.  I kept getting bigger and bigger and with that came intense swelling...swelling of my feet, my hands, my face.  I kept asking the doctor if this was preeclampsia and he said that there were no signs in my tests that would lead him to conclude that so I trusted he knew what he was talking about and started silently praying for an early delivery.  Some days were so bad I couldn't bend my toes, ankle, or knee.  The swelling spread up my legs and was so prominent I started to bring flip flops to work in the dead of winter because my other shoes wouldn't fit after lunch.  I was back to feeling guilty and selfish because I would rather have him born early than suck it up and deal with the physical ailments of being pregnant.  What kind of a mother does that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally it became time for us to start having weekly appointments.  36 weeks, no dilation.  37 weeks, no dilation.  38 weeks, no dilation.  How could I not be dilating at all?  I'd been having contractions since 28 weeks but strong contractions since 35 weeks.  Why wasn't my cervix cooperating?  I was beginning to get more and more frustrated with each week that came and went with no change and wondered if something was more wrong than what they were letting on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings us up to this week.  Yesterday I woke up at 5:30 am with intense back pain which wrapped around my body and reached down into my hips and upper thighs.  I started walking around the house seeing if they would go away.  Not only did they not go away, they spread into my abdomen and started coming regularly.  I tried laying down, no change.  I tried sitting up, no change.  Left side, right side, back, no matter how I shifted they wouldn't go away or change intensity at all.  Finally I woke J up and relayed to him that I think labor might be starting so he might want to call his boss and stay home today.  I called my boss and did the same and we started timing away.  Around 11, they were coming between 5 and 7 minutes apart regularly for over an hour.  We called the birthing center and let them know we would be coming in soon.  We arrived just after noon (J and I took showers and ate before we went in since we thought it might be a while before we got to do that again) and they ushered us into a room.  I was hooked up to a fetal monitor and a monitor for my contractions.  We really thought we were not going to see our home again without a baby in tow.  Today was the day, it just had to be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The RN comes in to perform a pelvic exam.  I could tell by the look on her face that something wasn't right.  She kept asking me to try laying or extending in different ways as she felt around on my stomach.  Finally she said, "I'm going to go get someone else to do a pelvic exam.  I'll be right back."  That should of been a huge red flag for me, but I just waited until the second nurse came in.  It was pretty much the same the strange look on her face, the feeling that something wasn't right.  She left and came back moments later with the ultrasound cart.  She said they were going to do an ultrasound real quick to just get a feel for what was going on with the baby.  The ultrasound confirmed what they were afraid of...Logan was sitting cross legged on my pelvic floor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They called my doctor to try and figure out what to do.  They concluded that the reason I haven't been dilating is due to the fact that his head isn't engaged in the birth canal so my body is having to do double duty to dilate on its own without the help of the weight of the baby and gravity.  Our options as of this point seem to be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) If he isn't too low in my pelvic cavity, they can try to turn him.  This would happen at the hospital via an ultrasound and after an epidural so my muscles are completely relaxed.  There is about a 65% success rate with this procedure.  Pros: hopefully if successful I would be able to deliver vaginally and have a somewhat normal labor process.  Cons: some babies don't turn at all, or if they get them turned they can turn right back and you still have to have a c-section after enduring the procedure to turn.  I am hoping that if the doctor gives us the green light to turn that they will agree to induce at the same time and deliver instead of waiting and possibly have him turn back or go into distress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) If the doctor isn't comfortable turning for whatever reason, they won't let me even attempt to deliver Logan at this angle.   It is apparently unhealthy for both of us and can cause neural problems in the baby since they come neck first instead of head first.  They would schedule a c-section for me as soon as possible to get Logan out while both of us are not in critical condition.  The goal is to get the baby out before my body goes into active labor (dilating).  Pros: they could safely deliver him in a matter of minutes.  Cons: Longer recovery time, longer time off from work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it isn't the end of the world.  Many people have had C-Sections and have perfectly healthy babies.  I'm just trying to wrap my mind around the fact that there is 99% chance that I won't just spontaneously go into labor and have my baby the natural way without medical intervention.  I guess that's how we started this whole journey, so why should we end it any differently? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is where we stand as of now.  We are seeing our doctor this afternoon to talk about our options and what he suggests/ prefers as of now.  I will try to keep everyone updated as things progress.  Please keep J, Logan, and I in your thoughts and prayers as events continue to unfold for our family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7965548994402162696-1520000596361213686?l=the-olson-household.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/feeds/1520000596361213686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2010/03/state-of-things-as-of-now.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/1520000596361213686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/1520000596361213686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2010/03/state-of-things-as-of-now.html' title='The state of things as of now...'/><author><name>Mrs. Olson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SYSgJ4VsrAI/AAAAAAAAAho/uTkG8QeidgM/S220/Chi---cago+072.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7965548994402162696.post-5853384952857301638</id><published>2010-01-24T15:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T15:29:49.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Completed Baby's Room</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/S1zX1E9Z3xI/AAAAAAAAAyA/Hl4aaY17ctM/s1600-h/IMG00147-20100106-1951.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430452557566304018" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/S1zXz2nbZxI/AAAAAAAAAxo/e87SwfVT7EI/s400/IMG00144-20100106-1950.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/S1zXzn5x_OI/AAAAAAAAAxg/UqksNuJgmq0/s1600-h/IMG00143-20100106-1950.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430452532586609890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/S1zXzn5x_OI/AAAAAAAAAxg/UqksNuJgmq0/s400/IMG00143-20100106-1950.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7965548994402162696-5853384952857301638?l=the-olson-household.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/feeds/5853384952857301638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2010/01/completed-babys-room.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/5853384952857301638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/5853384952857301638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2010/01/completed-babys-room.html' title='Completed Baby&apos;s Room'/><author><name>Mrs. Olson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SYSgJ4VsrAI/AAAAAAAAAho/uTkG8QeidgM/S220/Chi---cago+072.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/S1zX1E9Z3xI/AAAAAAAAAyA/Hl4aaY17ctM/s72-c/IMG00147-20100106-1951.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7965548994402162696.post-4225087451614370771</id><published>2010-01-16T16:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T17:00:46.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why???</title><content type='html'>Six years ago today I was woken up to the phone call telling me my grandfather had decided to end his life by shooting himself in a parking lot down by the river. I will never forget that moment for the rest of my life and how each and every day I find myself still asking why. Rascall Flatts just came out with a song not to long ago about a teenager committing suicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;Why? by Rascall Flatts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must have been in a place so dark&lt;br /&gt;You couldn't feel the light&lt;br /&gt;Reaching for you through that stormy cloud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here we are gathered in our little home town&lt;br /&gt;This cant be the way you meant to draw a crowd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh why, that's what I asking&lt;br /&gt;Was there anything i could have said or done&lt;br /&gt;Oh I had no clue you were masking a troubled soul&lt;br /&gt;God only knows what went wrong&lt;br /&gt;and why you'd leave the stage in the middle of a song&lt;br /&gt;Now in my mind ill keep you frozen as a 17 year old&lt;br /&gt;Rounding third to score the winning run&lt;br /&gt;You always played with passion no matter what the game&lt;br /&gt;When you took the stage you shined just like the sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh why that's what I keep asking&lt;br /&gt;Was there anything I could have said or done&lt;br /&gt;Oh I had no clue you were masking a troubled soul&lt;br /&gt;Oh God only knows what went wrong&lt;br /&gt;and why you would leave the stage in the middle of a song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeahhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the oak trees a swaying in the early autumn breeze&lt;br /&gt;The golden sun is shining on my face&lt;br /&gt;Tangled thoughts i hear the mocking bird sing&lt;br /&gt;this old world really ain't that bad a place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh there's no comprehending and who am i to try to judge or explain&lt;br /&gt;But I do have one burning question&lt;br /&gt;Who told you life wasn't worth the fight&lt;br /&gt;They were wrong&lt;br /&gt;They lied&lt;br /&gt;Now your gone and we cry&lt;br /&gt;Its just not like you to walk away in the middle of a song&lt;br /&gt;Your beautiful song&lt;br /&gt;Your absolutely beautiful song&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7965548994402162696-4225087451614370771?l=the-olson-household.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/feeds/4225087451614370771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2010/01/why.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/4225087451614370771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/4225087451614370771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2010/01/why.html' title='Why???'/><author><name>Mrs. Olson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SYSgJ4VsrAI/AAAAAAAAAho/uTkG8QeidgM/S220/Chi---cago+072.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7965548994402162696.post-6969773487755983225</id><published>2009-12-30T10:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T10:54:05.015-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News and Bad News...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SzuhqM0xbcI/AAAAAAAAAxY/BEFEdDy1DBI/s1600-h/iron.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421104322839670210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 138px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 138px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SzuhqM0xbcI/AAAAAAAAAxY/BEFEdDy1DBI/s400/iron.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After three attempts I finally got the results for my gestational diabetes test back...my glucose levels are good, which is great. That means I do not have gestational diabetes. However, my hemoglobin levels are low, which means I am anemic. The good news about this is that it is easily treated (by taking iron supplements) and it really has no effect on the baby since the baby gets his nutrients first and I get the leftovers, but it can cause preterm labor if it isn't treated enough or can cause the baby to be anemic after he is born. Can I just tell you how much I love the iron supplements?? NOT! They are so disgusting, they make everything taste like metal (even water) and they upset my stomachs. Let me run you down the list of meds that I have been on during this pregnancy:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-progesterone suppositories &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-aspirin regiment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-prenatal vitamins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-folic acid supplements&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-B6 to treat nausea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Ferrous Sulfate (Iron)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's just during the pregnancy...that's not courting all of the meds I had to be on just to get pregnant...I'm not complaining, just getting used to being a walking pharmacy. It sure makes packing for trips fun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well we are under ten weeks and counting...I'm getting a little nervous about the whole labor part. I don't know why but I am not nervous about having him home at all, just about getting him out. They say the best way to combat this is to educate yourself, but it seems the more I try to educate myself, the more nervous I become. I guess I'm kind of an ignorance is bliss kind of person. Jeff and I made our birth plan the other day and looking at all of that typed up just makes it real. So crazy that this little person is going to be here so soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I promise I will post pictures soon. We have the baby's room almost done, we are just waiting on the changing table to be delivered and the rocker, and then once it is completely done I will post the finished results.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope everyone had a great Christmas and is looking forward to a wonderful New Year! Take Care!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Haley&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7965548994402162696-6969773487755983225?l=the-olson-household.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/feeds/6969773487755983225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2009/12/good-news-and-bad-news.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/6969773487755983225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/6969773487755983225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2009/12/good-news-and-bad-news.html' title='Good News and Bad News...'/><author><name>Mrs. Olson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SYSgJ4VsrAI/AAAAAAAAAho/uTkG8QeidgM/S220/Chi---cago+072.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SzuhqM0xbcI/AAAAAAAAAxY/BEFEdDy1DBI/s72-c/iron.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7965548994402162696.post-5985918682039501763</id><published>2009-12-17T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T07:24:36.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3-D Sono Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SypMl4oF9GI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ab7qrOIB72U/s1600-h/Logan+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416225715605861474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SypMl4oF9GI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ab7qrOIB72U/s400/Logan+021.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SypMlrs3vMI/AAAAAAAAAxI/a8qX5PtRvOk/s1600-h/Logan+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416225712136240322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SypMlrs3vMI/AAAAAAAAAxI/a8qX5PtRvOk/s400/Logan+011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SypMlbsCXqI/AAAAAAAAAxA/sAjVYO03z20/s1600-h/Logan+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416225707837775522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SypMlbsCXqI/AAAAAAAAAxA/sAjVYO03z20/s400/Logan+009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SypMlMRCMbI/AAAAAAAAAw4/j11b4hNQNNE/s1600-h/Logan+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416225703697985970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SypMlMRCMbI/AAAAAAAAAw4/j11b4hNQNNE/s400/Logan+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SypMk8FV3aI/AAAAAAAAAww/SKJezmHGleo/s1600-h/Logan+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416225699353976226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SypMk8FV3aI/AAAAAAAAAww/SKJezmHGleo/s400/Logan+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a 3-D sonogram last Saturday. I am so happy with the pictures! It is amazing to me still that this little person is really growing inside of me and that my body is capable of creating this miracle! Enjoy and Merry Christmas!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7965548994402162696-5985918682039501763?l=the-olson-household.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/feeds/5985918682039501763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2009/12/3-d-sono-pictures.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/5985918682039501763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/5985918682039501763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2009/12/3-d-sono-pictures.html' title='3-D Sono Pictures'/><author><name>Mrs. Olson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SYSgJ4VsrAI/AAAAAAAAAho/uTkG8QeidgM/S220/Chi---cago+072.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SypMl4oF9GI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ab7qrOIB72U/s72-c/Logan+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7965548994402162696.post-9149722338580793980</id><published>2009-11-06T06:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T09:54:01.648-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Queen of Irrational Fears</title><content type='html'>Have I mentioned that I have a very active imagination?  I think that in part is why I became a teacher, and it has served me well throughout the years in the creativity department...not so well in the big, scary, life-changing event spectrum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep having day dreams of horrible, unimaginable (except in my mind) things happening to me and the baby.  Just so you get an understanding, here are a few:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I keep wondering if the baby can actually do damage to my organs and, perhaps, cause a hemorrhage, and I will slowly bleed to death internally.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In my head, the baby's umbilical cord is like a creeping vine, just waiting to wrap the baby up and drag it off somewhere...always lurking, waiting for its opportunity.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Can the baby's nails poke through my uterus and cause me to die a toxic painful death because of the amniotic fluid slowing leaking into my system?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What if my amniotic fluid is slowly leaking out and the baby is flopping around in there like a fish out of water??&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is there someone stalking me, waiting for the opportune time to kill me and take my baby?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Can a baby fuse to your body?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What if I have a C-Section and they put my organs back in wrong?  It's not a game of operation!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Like I said I have a very active imagination.  Part of it is a defense mechanism, like if I think of everything bad that COULD go wrong, then I won't be surprised if something DOES go wrong.  I don't believe in self-fulfilling prophecies, like thinking about all of this will make any or all of this happen.  I just like to be prepared.  And yes, I am neurotic...Happy Friday!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7965548994402162696-9149722338580793980?l=the-olson-household.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/feeds/9149722338580793980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2009/11/queen-of-irrational-fears.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/9149722338580793980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/9149722338580793980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2009/11/queen-of-irrational-fears.html' title='The Queen of Irrational Fears'/><author><name>Mrs. Olson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SYSgJ4VsrAI/AAAAAAAAAho/uTkG8QeidgM/S220/Chi---cago+072.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7965548994402162696.post-6988400504574483412</id><published>2009-10-13T06:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T06:40:25.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's A...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I have some crow to eat...my mother has been telling me from the get go "It's a boy It's a boy It's a boy." I was skeptical to say the least...then we had our 14 week and we were told with 95% accuracy that we were having a girl. Ha! Take that! Not only have I been confidently calling her a "her" for 6 weeks, but also have been calling her by name (Maddie) and picked out colors for her nursery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is actually a he. Oops! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;HIS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; name will be Logan Hunter Olson...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love these statements from the sonographer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"He's not giving your bladder much room. You must have to make frequent bathroom trips!"&lt;/strong&gt; Um, Yeah, no kidding!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Wow, He's active!"&lt;/strong&gt; Yup, 24 hours a day, 7 days a week! My little man doesn't like mama to sleep much...even now he is very attention hungry. If I might be resting he'll give me a swift kick to the tummy just to say, "Hey mom, remember me??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that was our eventful trip to the doctor this month. Next Appointment is November 9th. Enjoy the pictures from our Sonogram...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/StSBuaapUGI/AAAAAAAAAwk/IdH5hv-nHWM/s1600-h/New+Image.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 303px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392077288234373218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/StSBuaapUGI/AAAAAAAAAwk/IdH5hv-nHWM/s400/New+Image.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/StSBt9UqhdI/AAAAAAAAAwc/bRGBHZDKmq0/s1600-h/New+Image2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 297px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392077280424658386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/StSBt9UqhdI/AAAAAAAAAwc/bRGBHZDKmq0/s400/New+Image2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/StSBtVn76xI/AAAAAAAAAwU/zAxxaoKxsxU/s1600-h/New+Image3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 297px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392077269768071954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/StSBtVn76xI/AAAAAAAAAwU/zAxxaoKxsxU/s400/New+Image3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/StSBsrHRtuI/AAAAAAAAAwM/soVS7Jow-CA/s1600-h/New+Image4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 303px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392077258356799202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/StSBsrHRtuI/AAAAAAAAAwM/soVS7Jow-CA/s400/New+Image4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/StSBlm1QO5I/AAAAAAAAAwE/NZtzMgKOQIA/s1600-h/New+Image9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392077136948378514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/StSBlm1QO5I/AAAAAAAAAwE/NZtzMgKOQIA/s400/New+Image9.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/StSBk55EVxI/AAAAAAAAAv8/cBeiwvjCCHg/s1600-h/New+Image8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 311px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392077106716312962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/StSBj2NXhYI/AAAAAAAAAvs/iTbt3qyrGuM/s400/New+Image6.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/StSBjfS4AKI/AAAAAAAAAvk/SB7-fBkjezo/s1600-h/New+Image5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 303px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392077100565397666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/StSBjfS4AKI/AAAAAAAAAvk/SB7-fBkjezo/s400/New+Image5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7965548994402162696-6988400504574483412?l=the-olson-household.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/feeds/6988400504574483412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2009/10/its.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/6988400504574483412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/6988400504574483412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2009/10/its.html' title='It&apos;s A...'/><author><name>Mrs. Olson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SYSgJ4VsrAI/AAAAAAAAAho/uTkG8QeidgM/S220/Chi---cago+072.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/StSBuaapUGI/AAAAAAAAAwk/IdH5hv-nHWM/s72-c/New+Image.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7965548994402162696.post-6967349603733437259</id><published>2009-09-30T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T13:15:16.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>17 Weeks and counting!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SsO8QRff8TI/AAAAAAAAAvc/VKyA-30hVtM/s1600-h/angel-sounds-fetal-doppler-system.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 318px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387356567024693554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SsO8QRff8TI/AAAAAAAAAvc/VKyA-30hVtM/s320/angel-sounds-fetal-doppler-system.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We bought one of those over the counter doppler/movement listening devices last week. I wanted to just to see if we could hear anything. It was a $20 non-medical one, so I knew it wouldn't be as good as the doctor's office, but I thought it was worth a shot. The first night we had it, Jeff looked like a little kid playing doctor. Not only did he try for a good ten minutes to find the baby's heartbeat, he also found his own, mine, and the dog's. It was quite amusing!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night was the first night that we were successful finding her heartbeat. I had to lay on my side and cram the doppler under my stomach and lay on it, but we finally heard it. We also heard her moving around. It was funny, it almost sounded like a fish jumping in water. Just short quick little movements, but they were definitely there. I'm hoping once I figure out how to record it and put it on here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so excited for our next appointment on October 12th. Even though it's only been four weeks, I am so anxious to get another peek at her. It feels like after each appointment I can breath a tiny bit easier because we have made it another month. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We picked out colors and a theme for the baby's room the other night. We are waiting to get the "official" word on the 12th before we buy any paint or decorations, so I feel like an a car stuck in Neutral. I want so bad to start doing stuff, but we have to wait. Feels like I am constantly doing that lately, hurry up and wait, hurry up and wait. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We did get signed up for two parenting/birthing classes last weekend. Our first is this Sunday from 3-5. It is just an introductory what the _____ are we doing? class. We get to take a tour of the birthing center at the end of it which I am really excited to see. Hopefully, I will have a better idea of what everything will look like when the time comes. The other class is our birthing class that is in December. It is an all day class, but is only one day as opposed to an entire weekend, or several weeks. I can't believe it is all coming up so quickly!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope this finds everyone doing well! Gotta go :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love, Haley&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7965548994402162696-6967349603733437259?l=the-olson-household.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/feeds/6967349603733437259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2009/09/17-weeks-and-counting.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/6967349603733437259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/6967349603733437259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2009/09/17-weeks-and-counting.html' title='17 Weeks and counting!'/><author><name>Mrs. Olson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SYSgJ4VsrAI/AAAAAAAAAho/uTkG8QeidgM/S220/Chi---cago+072.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SsO8QRff8TI/AAAAAAAAAvc/VKyA-30hVtM/s72-c/angel-sounds-fetal-doppler-system.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7965548994402162696.post-7500131656947642054</id><published>2009-09-17T15:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T15:59:18.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Belly Picture Week 15</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SrK-kWv59SI/AAAAAAAAAvU/SELXc63JWSg/s1600-h/IMG00028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382574036452242722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SrK-kWv59SI/AAAAAAAAAvU/SELXc63JWSg/s400/IMG00028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is the 15 week belly picture...I'm finally to the point were I don't just look chubby, but maybe almost pregnant.  My friends have noticed and talk excitedly about the baby and rub my belly and say hi to the baby.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We think it is a girl, but they won't give us a definite, or more definite, answer until our next appointment on October 12 when we have our 3-D sono.  Hopefully then they can confirm it more.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have felt her move on a pretty consistent basis, no jabs or kicks yet, but can really feel when she is moving around and turning over.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Other than that doing good!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7965548994402162696-7500131656947642054?l=the-olson-household.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/feeds/7500131656947642054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2009/09/belly-picture-week-15.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/7500131656947642054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/7500131656947642054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2009/09/belly-picture-week-15.html' title='Belly Picture Week 15'/><author><name>Mrs. Olson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SYSgJ4VsrAI/AAAAAAAAAho/uTkG8QeidgM/S220/Chi---cago+072.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SrK-kWv59SI/AAAAAAAAAvU/SELXc63JWSg/s72-c/IMG00028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7965548994402162696.post-5936454145225583776</id><published>2009-09-04T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T12:26:03.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>T-G-I-F!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SqFpwdosqRI/AAAAAAAAAvM/c0La7JkBbVc/s1600-h/tgif.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 319px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377695711367047442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SqFpwdosqRI/AAAAAAAAAvM/c0La7JkBbVc/s320/tgif.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello, remember me? Sorry it's been so long...here is a quick recap of the past couple of weeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Monday I came home from my night class and was having horrible abdominal pangs, felt like period cramps on steroids...some were so painful that I was getting short of breath. I laid down on the couch and put my feet up and they seemed to diminish some, but came back throughout the week, especially when I was on my feet a lot. I finally sucked it up and called my doc last Thursday. They wanted to see me Friday. When we went in, they did a doppler and the heartbeat sounded fine. He said it could be a number of things, including stress, getting off the progesterone, or just growing pangs. Since then things have been going fine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Morning sickness is still hanging around, but getting less pronounced. I haven't gotten sick since last Saturday, so I am crossing my fingers that it is making a quiet exit (knock on wood!) My belly just kind of showed up a couple days ago...I thought it was just the food I ate, but it doesn't seem to be going away. It's very little compared to other pregnant bellies, but it is a belly none the less, and people actually seem to be getting that I am pregnant and not just cranky and fat :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have our next appointment on September 15. I hope they do a sonogram that day so we can find out what gender the baby is. I have started trying to register for stuff, but it makes it hard to register for clothes and things for the nursery when you don't know what colors to get. If not I suppose I can make it to our 20 week appointment, although I may not be a very pleasant person. I am very Type A, and like to prepare well ahead of time for things, so waiting until then will practically kill me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope all is well with everyone else!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7965548994402162696-5936454145225583776?l=the-olson-household.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/feeds/5936454145225583776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2009/09/t-g-i-f.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/5936454145225583776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/5936454145225583776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2009/09/t-g-i-f.html' title='T-G-I-F!!!!!!'/><author><name>Mrs. Olson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SYSgJ4VsrAI/AAAAAAAAAho/uTkG8QeidgM/S220/Chi---cago+072.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SqFpwdosqRI/AAAAAAAAAvM/c0La7JkBbVc/s72-c/tgif.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7965548994402162696.post-1761796140307196388</id><published>2009-08-18T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T17:38:06.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 week appointment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SotJX52iR9I/AAAAAAAAAus/XbbVBZElSqk/s1600-h/8.17.09-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371467655584827346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SotJX52iR9I/AAAAAAAAAus/XbbVBZElSqk/s400/8.17.09-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SotJXbiufrI/AAAAAAAAAuk/ccj9fCjS57o/s1600-h/8.17.09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371467647448678066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SotJXbiufrI/AAAAAAAAAuk/ccj9fCjS57o/s400/8.17.09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7965548994402162696-1761796140307196388?l=the-olson-household.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/feeds/1761796140307196388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2009/08/10-week-appointment.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/1761796140307196388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/1761796140307196388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2009/08/10-week-appointment.html' title='10 week appointment'/><author><name>Mrs. Olson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SYSgJ4VsrAI/AAAAAAAAAho/uTkG8QeidgM/S220/Chi---cago+072.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SotJX52iR9I/AAAAAAAAAus/XbbVBZElSqk/s72-c/8.17.09-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7965548994402162696.post-4311548114743324452</id><published>2009-08-16T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T16:58:44.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>De-Stressing</title><content type='html'>I just have to get a few things off my chest that have been bothering me lately...If I seem ticked off, it's probably because I am...what is it about being pregnant that makes everyone and their mom have a sudden opinion about what you are doing right and wrong, and their own piece of advice for you...please forgive the following post and chalk it up to hormones and anxiety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  If I have to hear another person, particularly another pregnant celebrity that you can't even tell is pregnant except for their perfectly rounded tummy, talk about how wonderful pregnancy is and they are just loving the fact that they get to eat anything and everything and it's just so glorious, I might puke...well more so than I already am.  It's probably just jealousy that is making me so mad at this, but I seem to have more morning sickness, headaches, and just all around blah-ness than anyone else I talk to.  It feels like the worst flu combined with forced starvation that I could ever have imagined.  I cannot eat meat or eggs.  I cannot smell meat.  I cannot see meat.  I cannot smell olive oil, which really sucks because I love Italian food.  I can't stand the smell of Taco Bell, my all time favorite place to eat.  I hope once the hell months, aka the first trimester is over in two weeks that I will get a little bit back to normal and can start eating like a semi-normal person again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I can not even tell you how many people I talk to that say, "I didn't even know I was pregnant until the doctor told me.  I never had any morning sickness or felt sick at all."  Well ladi-freakin'-da for you!!!!  Now, when I am trying to express how down right miserable I feel, that is not the kind of crap you should tell me unless you have a death wish.  This is what my diet has been resorted to: soup, bread with butter on it, water, mashed potatoes, occasionally mac and cheese.  That is all that sounds good, tastes good, and stays down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Everyone keeps asking me if I am eating my veggies and fruits and getting enough vitamins and blah blah blah and I really might shove my foot down the next person's throat who asks me that.  I am eating what will stay in my stomach and not make me feel like I am going to throw up the kitchen sink, thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  If one more person asks me how far along I am and if I should be as big as I am, or reminds me of the weight gain limits of "healthy" pregnancy, I might shoot someone.  For one, I am no bigger than I was before I got pregnant.  I happen to have a lot, no really, A LOT, of air in my stomach all the time.  I constantly feel like I need a pin to pop it and release some pressure.  It is not baby weight, especially since I can't keep anything down long enough for me to gain weight anywhere.  Secondly, it is none of your freakin' business, and unless you are my doctor, or a doctor period, please keep your mouth shut. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  I am pregnant, and it is a major part of my life right now, and will be for the rest of my life.  I am very sorry if that does not correlate to what you want to "deal with" or "talk about".  I have a constant reminder every minute of every day that I am pregnant and that is what is on my mind.  If I listen to what is going on in your life, and ask you questions about your goings on, yet you don't want to hear about what is going on with me, then you should probably not plan on being my friend from now on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew...okay...I'm done for now.  Just a few things I have been carrying around (haha literally and metaphorically) for the past few weeks.  Thank you for listening to my rant, and I hope I didn't offend anyone out there in blog land...trust me when I say with 110% confidence that none of you are part of the problem.  You all keep me sane, or at least as sane as can be expected right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7965548994402162696-4311548114743324452?l=the-olson-household.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/feeds/4311548114743324452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2009/08/de-stressing.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/4311548114743324452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/4311548114743324452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2009/08/de-stressing.html' title='De-Stressing'/><author><name>Mrs. Olson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SYSgJ4VsrAI/AAAAAAAAAho/uTkG8QeidgM/S220/Chi---cago+072.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7965548994402162696.post-4635684128412183605</id><published>2009-08-11T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T17:07:35.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry it's been so long...</title><content type='html'>I apologize for not blogging in a week and a half.  Let me tell you what my life has consisted of the past couple of weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before school ended I had to pack up my entire classroom, including taking everything off the walls so when I went back to school at the end of July I was starting from scratch.  I had no bulletin boards up, nothing on shelves, nothing on the walls.  Literally today is the first day where I can say I feel like my classroom is ready for kiddos, which is a good thing, since school starts tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning sickness is being to subside (thank goodness!) and my appetite is slowly but surely coming back.  I am now combating constant fatigue.  I literally fall asleep for at least two hours when I get home at night.  I am impatiently waiting September.  Please don't think I am ungrateful or saying I don't want to be pregnant, I very much do.  But you have to understand I have felt like complete and utter garbage the past six weeks and have been able to eat crackers, soup, and water only.  Nobody can tell I am pregnant, and I certainly don't look pregnant.  I feel bloated, cranky and fat.  My old clothes are uncomfortable, yet I feel silly trying to fit into maternity clothes.  I feel bigger than I should yet not big enough for it to be obvious I am pregnant.  It is a very emotionally draining, and uncomfortable place to be in.  I can't wait for September and 4 months to be here so I can start showing officially and look pregnant.  I also can't wait to wear all these cute maternity clothes that my friend Sara loaned me, and to feel the baby move. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also moved in the last weekend in July and have been trying to put that together as well.  I also start my fall masters class next Monday.  It is every Monday until December from 5 to 8 at night.  So with the house torn apart, my classroom torn apart, and feeling like crap, I haven't had a lot of down time to write.  Hopefully with everything falling into place, I will be able to write on a more regular basis.  Hope everyone is doing well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7965548994402162696-4635684128412183605?l=the-olson-household.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/feeds/4635684128412183605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2009/08/sorry-its-been-so-long.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/4635684128412183605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/4635684128412183605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2009/08/sorry-its-been-so-long.html' title='Sorry it&apos;s been so long...'/><author><name>Mrs. Olson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SYSgJ4VsrAI/AAAAAAAAAho/uTkG8QeidgM/S220/Chi---cago+072.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7965548994402162696.post-2191097567915817395</id><published>2009-07-28T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T08:14:17.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ultrasound Photo As Promised</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/Sm8Vt0alg5I/AAAAAAAAAuc/K9pyIwa2i4c/s1600-h/7.27.09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363529558130000786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/Sm8Vt0alg5I/AAAAAAAAAuc/K9pyIwa2i4c/s400/7.27.09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7965548994402162696-2191097567915817395?l=the-olson-household.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/feeds/2191097567915817395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2009/07/ultrasound-photo-as-promised.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/2191097567915817395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/2191097567915817395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2009/07/ultrasound-photo-as-promised.html' title='Ultrasound Photo As Promised'/><author><name>Mrs. Olson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SYSgJ4VsrAI/AAAAAAAAAho/uTkG8QeidgM/S220/Chi---cago+072.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/Sm8Vt0alg5I/AAAAAAAAAuc/K9pyIwa2i4c/s72-c/7.27.09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7965548994402162696.post-4550440824433200247</id><published>2009-07-27T09:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T09:37:30.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ultrasound 7/27</title><content type='html'>We officially graduated from the RE in KC this morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby O measures in at 7 wks 2 days and is doing great.  Our estimated due date is March 13, 2010.  His/her heartbeat was a whopping 160 bpm.  I didn't think we would be able to, but we got to hear its heartbeat this morning!  One of the coolest moments of my entire life.  We now are dealing with our OB/GYN in Topeka.  It feels a little strange...after going to KC for so long that these doctors and nurses start to feel like family.  I know Dr. Teply and he's a great doctor and his nurses are great too.  It just feels like our safety net is gone.  Weird I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we have pictures, but our Internet isn't hooked up at the new house yet so once it is then I will scan the pictures in and post them, hopefully tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is doing well!&lt;br /&gt;Love, Haley&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7965548994402162696-4550440824433200247?l=the-olson-household.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/feeds/4550440824433200247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2009/07/ultrasound-727.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/4550440824433200247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/4550440824433200247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2009/07/ultrasound-727.html' title='Ultrasound 7/27'/><author><name>Mrs. Olson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SYSgJ4VsrAI/AAAAAAAAAho/uTkG8QeidgM/S220/Chi---cago+072.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7965548994402162696.post-3128665035695703295</id><published>2009-07-22T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T08:42:35.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning, afternoon, and evening sickness...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SmcywJvvKYI/AAAAAAAAAuM/NL7HFxI4CKc/s1600-h/nausea1.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361309684239116674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SmcywJvvKYI/AAAAAAAAAuM/NL7HFxI4CKc/s320/nausea1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry I haven't written in a few days. I have become a walking Pepto-Bismol commercial...nausea, heartburn, indigestion, upset stomach...check. I haven't been able to keep anything down except yogurt, whole wheat bagels, and crackers with peanut butter. After last night, yogurt is no longer on that list after I took one bite and ran to the bathroom and threw up everything I'd eaten since six. I have come to the conclusion that a man came up with the name "morning sickness." It sure doesn't contain itself to the morning. It's morning sickness, noon sickness, afternoon sickness, evening sickness, and midnight sickness. I finally stopped feeling bad about midnight last night and started again about 7:30 this morning when I woke up. I ate a bagel felt a little better and then an hour and a half later my stomach started revolting. My biggest fear right now is that I can't keep my vitamins down. Right now is the crucial period where vital organs and spinal cord are forming and folic acid is crucial. I'm going to try and take them at a different time of the day and see if it helps.  I tried Starlight Peppermints (thanks K!) and they worked for a while, but last night I got sick when I put one in so I think I will stay away from those for a while.  I am going to go and track down 'preggo pops' and try those (thanks Court!)  Any other suggestions are most welcome!   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7965548994402162696-3128665035695703295?l=the-olson-household.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/feeds/3128665035695703295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2009/07/morning-afternoon-and-evening-sickness.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/3128665035695703295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/3128665035695703295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2009/07/morning-afternoon-and-evening-sickness.html' title='Morning, afternoon, and evening sickness...'/><author><name>Mrs. Olson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SYSgJ4VsrAI/AAAAAAAAAho/uTkG8QeidgM/S220/Chi---cago+072.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SmcywJvvKYI/AAAAAAAAAuM/NL7HFxI4CKc/s72-c/nausea1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7965548994402162696.post-6156291701231770998</id><published>2009-07-19T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T16:34:47.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SmOtd-TqsVI/AAAAAAAAAt8/MPI8UkzaXaI/s1600-h/summer2009+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360318711954321746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SmOtd-TqsVI/AAAAAAAAAt8/MPI8UkzaXaI/s320/summer2009+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have had a busy couple of weeks. We went to Jeff's parents house over the weekend and enjoyed seeing the family, as well as our good friends, especially the Neys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few things to update everyone on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jeff is no longer going to Minnesota this week. The meeting is for Midwest Taqueria stations and supposedly his is the best in this part of the nation (according to his boss) so there is no need for him to go. So while it was cruddy timing for him to be gone, we are excited he will be staying in town to help gear up for the move.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;We are now closing on the house on Wednesday instead of Friday. We changed it because we thought that Jeff would be out of town on Friday, but as it turns out there was no need. Oh well...at least it will be done early. The sellers also compromised and agreed (after we told our realtor to tell them that they signed a legally binding contract stating they would do what they were trying to get out of) that they would pay us the difference in closing costs. Whatever works for us, money is money!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Our ultrasound is still Monday the 27th...a week from tomorrow! So excited to see our baby and see that little heartbeat flashing...just got to cool my jets and wait seven more days...harder than it sounds!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hope everyone had a great weekend! Love to you all...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;~Haley&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7965548994402162696-6156291701231770998?l=the-olson-household.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/feeds/6156291701231770998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2009/07/updates.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/6156291701231770998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/6156291701231770998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2009/07/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Mrs. Olson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SYSgJ4VsrAI/AAAAAAAAAho/uTkG8QeidgM/S220/Chi---cago+072.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SmOtd-TqsVI/AAAAAAAAAt8/MPI8UkzaXaI/s72-c/summer2009+029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7965548994402162696.post-4463678916646952434</id><published>2009-07-16T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T05:40:10.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My grandma lied to me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/Sl8fKqF26sI/AAAAAAAAAt0/f-93cXDSTDo/s1600-h/29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359036349552192194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/Sl8fKqF26sI/AAAAAAAAAt0/f-93cXDSTDo/s400/29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So my grandma and I had a conversation last week about how morning sickness doesn't run in our family and I believed her. She told me she herself never had a stitch of morning sickness.  Anyone who has asked how I am feeling lately, I have replied "Great! Really haven't had anything bad at all." I have happily gloated these past two weeks about how great I am feeling and how I really had escaped the dreaded queasiness (for the most part) and vomiting...Haha not so fast Haley Olson. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning I woke up to take the dog out and felt like I was dying. No exaggeration. I dry heaved a couple times then stumbled to the kitchen cabinets for some Ritz crackers and a bottle of water. The crackers felt like sandpaper going down my dry, irritated throat, and the water hit my stomach and instantly came back up along with last night's dinner. I thought maybe I would try some milk. Growing up milk always settled my stomach and made me feel better. I didn't even get a swallow down. The smell of it made me vomit again. No, milk is not an option for the next couple of weeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have googled ways to cope and came up with a couple of things, but for the most part it seems like I will just have to ride it out. Could be interesting since I go back to school next Monday to start setting up my classroom...maybe I will just get use to it and it won't put me down for the count every day? Luckily kids don't come back until August 12, so maybe by then it won't be so bad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would love to hear stories from people who have gone through this themselves, or who know someone who has. Any remedies are welcome! I'm going to go try and stuff some more crackers in my stomach so I have something in there. Wish me luck! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7965548994402162696-4463678916646952434?l=the-olson-household.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/feeds/4463678916646952434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-grandma-lied-to-me.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/4463678916646952434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/4463678916646952434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-grandma-lied-to-me.html' title='My grandma lied to me...'/><author><name>Mrs. Olson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SYSgJ4VsrAI/AAAAAAAAAho/uTkG8QeidgM/S220/Chi---cago+072.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/Sl8fKqF26sI/AAAAAAAAAt0/f-93cXDSTDo/s72-c/29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7965548994402162696.post-1458756102156072724</id><published>2009-07-15T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T17:13:16.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some new pictures of the kiddos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/Sl5wJj_T7GI/AAAAAAAAAts/tV-_qFDGW4w/s1600-h/101_0588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358843916199390306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/Sl5wJj_T7GI/AAAAAAAAAts/tV-_qFDGW4w/s400/101_0588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sleepy kiddos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/Sl5wJOKD6vI/AAAAAAAAAtk/ZHAXY-VRrFs/s1600-h/101_0587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358843910338898674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/Sl5wJOKD6vI/AAAAAAAAAtk/ZHAXY-VRrFs/s400/101_0587.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids playing nice for once!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/Sl5wIer3zyI/AAAAAAAAAtc/iJy8lGdPOLQ/s1600-h/101_0573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358843897595809570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/Sl5wIer3zyI/AAAAAAAAAtc/iJy8lGdPOLQ/s400/101_0573.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sleepy Bella with her favorite toy, the pheasant daddy gave her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/Sl5wH36HJmI/AAAAAAAAAtU/YIKUGNAXcT0/s1600-h/101_0563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358843887186552418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/Sl5wH36HJmI/AAAAAAAAAtU/YIKUGNAXcT0/s400/101_0563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dutchess not really caring for the flash on the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/Sl5wGiEUqcI/AAAAAAAAAtM/qa3zppEaeRs/s1600-h/101_0558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358843864143931842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/Sl5wGiEUqcI/AAAAAAAAAtM/qa3zppEaeRs/s400/101_0558.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I interrupted her nap...Her mean look :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7965548994402162696-1458756102156072724?l=the-olson-household.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/feeds/1458756102156072724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2009/07/some-new-pictures-of-kiddos.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/1458756102156072724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/1458756102156072724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2009/07/some-new-pictures-of-kiddos.html' title='Some new pictures of the kiddos...'/><author><name>Mrs. Olson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SYSgJ4VsrAI/AAAAAAAAAho/uTkG8QeidgM/S220/Chi---cago+072.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/Sl5wJj_T7GI/AAAAAAAAAts/tV-_qFDGW4w/s72-c/101_0588.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7965548994402162696.post-8378116191246560836</id><published>2009-07-13T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T08:39:46.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Week in Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SltTI1_xD2I/AAAAAAAAAtE/Ka-kwuD2e7E/s1600-h/summer2009+249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357967593085931362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SltTI1_xD2I/AAAAAAAAAtE/Ka-kwuD2e7E/s400/summer2009+249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I'm getting increasingly more worried that I will have more than one child...As you can see from the picture my stomach isn't huge, but it definitely is bigger.  I'm trying to console myself by telling myself that this was right after I'd eaten Mexican and my stomach was just full of air.  It might also have been the way I was standing.  Jeff says he thinks I was pushing it out.  I smacked him for saying that. (don't worry, not hard).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He's being so good right now!  He has been reading my what to expect books and actually suggested going to Barnes and Noble and getting a book on recipes for healthy eating during pregnancy.  He is going to make such a good dad :)  I'm going to miss him when he goes to Minnesota.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So on the symptoms front:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have started having to go to the bathroom a lot!  It's a vicious cycle...I drink water and then I have to go, especially at night.  Pretty much every hour I am up and in the bathroom.  I think I see the bathroom more than anywhere else in my house right now.  I don't want to drink that much water, but my body is so thirsty right now!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've started to feel slightly nauseous in the morning, but nowhere near actual "morning sickness" yet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When I get hungry, I turn into a crazy person, ready to kill the person that stands between me and my next meal.  I have been known in the past couple of days to be on the verge of tears if it will be some time before I can eat.  Since then I have learned to keep a Ziploc bag of Wheat Thins around to munch on.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Still have two weeks until the ultrasound...going to be so hard to wait!  Well, Baby is screaming at me to eat again, so I need to go.  Have a great day!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7965548994402162696-8378116191246560836?l=the-olson-household.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/feeds/8378116191246560836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2009/07/week-in-review.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/8378116191246560836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/8378116191246560836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2009/07/week-in-review.html' title='Week in Review'/><author><name>Mrs. Olson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SYSgJ4VsrAI/AAAAAAAAAho/uTkG8QeidgM/S220/Chi---cago+072.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SltTI1_xD2I/AAAAAAAAAtE/Ka-kwuD2e7E/s72-c/summer2009+249.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7965548994402162696.post-5318941600159597590</id><published>2009-07-11T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T10:05:57.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 5</title><content type='html'>Top 5 things I learned this week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I need to learn the difference between scary miscarriage cramps and indigestion from too much Chipotle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I am growing much more side to side than front to back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) It will be very hard to not buy any baby stuff for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Even though I say I don't care what we have, I have started speaking about the baby in female terms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Pretty much all smells with the exception of lemons right now make me nauseous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7965548994402162696-5318941600159597590?l=the-olson-household.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/feeds/5318941600159597590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2009/07/top-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/5318941600159597590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/5318941600159597590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2009/07/top-5.html' title='Top 5'/><author><name>Mrs. Olson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SYSgJ4VsrAI/AAAAAAAAAho/uTkG8QeidgM/S220/Chi---cago+072.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7965548994402162696.post-8405206992601614697</id><published>2009-07-10T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T06:52:13.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>House News</title><content type='html'>We received some unsettling news...the sellers are trying to change the contract that we signed on the house.  We had put in the contract that we would accept the house up to $750.  Anything over that the seller was responsible for fixing or giving us the monetary value for.  The inspector found misc. things like a leaky faucet, and windows that slammed shut, a non-working attic fan, etc., that added up to around $650.  We also paid for a sewer cam inspection which found a hair line crack in the PVC pipe of the main sewage line.  The bid for that came back around $1040.  So all together that would be a difference of $920 the sellers would be responsible for.  Their realtor called our realtor and said that the sellers felt the inspector was being too picky and favoring us so they aren't willing to pay the difference, but they would be willing to give us $750 dollars towards our closing costs and then we would be responsible for fixing and paying for all repairs.  Excuse me?  Let me back up and explain why this royally pisses me off (aside from the raging hormones.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went above their asking price.  They asked for $124,900 we gave $125,500.  We didn't ask for any of our closing costs to be paid.  We paid for the home inspection, sewer inspection, and termite inspection.  They also moved our closing from July 31 to July 24 which gave us one less week to pack and get things together.  They haven't had to pay for crap yet.  The only thing we have asked of them is to leave all appliances when they only wanted to leave the dishwasher and built in microwave. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I called our realtor back and told him to tell them thank you for your offer.  However, as much as we have cooperated with them thus far, we feel that this is an unfair offer and we would like to continue with the contract.  They may either write us a check, or contribute $920 towards our closing costs.  We have yet to hear back from our realtor.  I'm willing to play hardball and tell them we will walk if the contract is not upheld.  Jeff is willing to accept the $750.  I don't think they will break the contract simply because our realtor told me the reason they had to push closing up the 24th is that they close on their new house the next day and need to prove that they have a sell to attribute for the money towards their new house.  What do you guys think?  Are we doing the right thing?  What would you do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7965548994402162696-8405206992601614697?l=the-olson-household.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/feeds/8405206992601614697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2009/07/house-news.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/8405206992601614697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/8405206992601614697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2009/07/house-news.html' title='House News'/><author><name>Mrs. Olson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SYSgJ4VsrAI/AAAAAAAAAho/uTkG8QeidgM/S220/Chi---cago+072.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7965548994402162696.post-748949737062408850</id><published>2009-07-09T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T06:39:52.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Evening...</title><content type='html'>Our landlord called on Tuesday and asked if he could show our town home in hopes of getting it rented out for August 1st.  That's fine, except since we are moving in 2 weeks, we have some boxes here or there.  So we are trying to rearrange things so it at least looks presentable for someone to come look at.  They are coming at 5, so I have a busy day of picking up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some clarification on my first post...I should have clarified what I was talking about with my hormone levels and multiple babies...There is no real way to know until our ultrasound.  The nurse was just surprised my levels went up as fast as they did.  Normal pregnancies your hormones will double every two days.  My first level was a 74 and then I had it taken again five days later.  So if it was doubling correctly it should have been 148 on Friday, and 296 Sunday.  By Monday when my blood was taken it would have been around a 444 or so.  My level was 961.  My levels doubled every 1.35 days.  Yes, it is in line with twin pregnancy levels, but it doesn't necessarily mean anything.  Some women have levels much higher than that and only have singles, and some have levels lower and have twins or triplets.  The only true way of knowing will be our ultrasound when they can see how many babies and how many sacs there are.  Please just keep praying that we make it that far this time and we can see our healthy baby, or babies, whichever it may be :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were outside the other evening and it was the perfect evening.  We took Bella out to the backyard and were sitting on the deck and happened to see 2 hot air balloons in the distance.  One flew over the next town home over, and one flew right over us!  They waved at us, and we waved back.  It was so cool!  We could literally see right up into the balloon!  It was so neat.  I had never been that close to one before.  Here are some pictures we took...&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SlXwisE1O3I/AAAAAAAAArM/c1qLkkrEZzs/s1600-h/101_0542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356451810564717426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SlXwisE1O3I/AAAAAAAAArM/c1qLkkrEZzs/s200/101_0542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SlXwiSITqPI/AAAAAAAAArE/eGyXebJkEjU/s1600-h/101_0541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356451803599972594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SlXwiSITqPI/AAAAAAAAArE/eGyXebJkEjU/s200/101_0541.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SlXwiIEtgpI/AAAAAAAAAq8/cbiSu8EQra0/s1600-h/101_0540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356451800900534930" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SlXulnt5TRI/AAAAAAAAAqE/fbaZJAoimlY/s200/101_0521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7965548994402162696-748949737062408850?l=the-olson-household.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/feeds/748949737062408850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2009/07/beautiful-evening.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/748949737062408850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/748949737062408850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2009/07/beautiful-evening.html' title='Beautiful Evening...'/><author><name>Mrs. Olson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SYSgJ4VsrAI/AAAAAAAAAho/uTkG8QeidgM/S220/Chi---cago+072.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SlXwisE1O3I/AAAAAAAAArM/c1qLkkrEZzs/s72-c/101_0542.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7965548994402162696.post-5014314215465100728</id><published>2009-07-08T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T09:09:41.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School and Work News</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SlTECdGxv0I/AAAAAAAAAp8/rNketz5SdjM/s1600-h/IMG00418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356121403302199106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SlTECdGxv0I/AAAAAAAAAp8/rNketz5SdjM/s320/IMG00418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SlTDaNICw7I/AAAAAAAAAp0/FbwmKk2mcyo/s1600-h/Chi---cago+072.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;More exciting news on the Olson front...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had taken two master's classes this summer to work towards a degree in becoming a Literacy Coach/Reading Specialist. I got the official word that I got A's in both classes for a 4.0 my first semester. I was pretty excited about that! Next up is one class apiece in the fall and in the spring. Don't know how that will work when I have the baby, but hopefully I will have an understanding instructor :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jeff also received some exciting news yesterday. His head chef was invited to a chef's meeting in St. Paul, MN on July 23rd and is not going to be able to make it. The district manager hand picked Jeff to go in his place. I am so proud of him, and it is a huge honor for him. It will be a busy week! Wednesday the 22nd is a board meeting at Jeff's work which he will help cater, working from 4:30 am to 9:30 pm. Then he will come home, get a little sleep, and hope on a plane to MN. He will spend Thursday at the chef's meeting and spend that night in MN, then fly back early Friday morning. He will work some part of Friday, and then that afternoon we close on our house. Saturday we pick up the U-Haul and start packing it up, then Sunday morning we officially take possession and move in, and Monday is our first ultrasound in KC. BUSY, BUSY, BUSY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If anyone is just really bored the weekend of the 25th-26th and wants to come help us move, you are more than welcome! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7965548994402162696-5014314215465100728?l=the-olson-household.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/feeds/5014314215465100728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2009/07/school-and-work-news.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/5014314215465100728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/5014314215465100728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2009/07/school-and-work-news.html' title='School and Work News'/><author><name>Mrs. Olson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SYSgJ4VsrAI/AAAAAAAAAho/uTkG8QeidgM/S220/Chi---cago+072.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SlTECdGxv0I/AAAAAAAAAp8/rNketz5SdjM/s72-c/IMG00418.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7965548994402162696.post-8542789751586345366</id><published>2009-07-07T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T06:47:22.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And baby makes three...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SlQVyqLEX1I/AAAAAAAAApc/cS0L4Q3bKgs/s1600-h/ScannedImage-18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355929816908717906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SlQVyqLEX1I/AAAAAAAAApc/cS0L4Q3bKgs/s320/ScannedImage-18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello Hello! We've decided to create a blog for our family and friends devoted solely to our family and what is going on with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In case you hadn't heard, Jeff and I found out last week that we are expecting in March 2010. We have been through two different blood tests to check levels and things look great, actually better than great. My HCG hormone level doubled so fast, we are kind of worried maybe we have more than one baby in there! So now begins the waiting game until July 27th to see 1) if we have a healthy baby 2) how many babies are in there! I'm so excited to see our little bean, I don't know if I can wait that long. Luckily between now and then we have a lot going on, so hopefully time will fly by and before we know it we will be seeing our little one for the first time. We move in to our new home on the 26th, and we are really excited about that too! Hope everything continues to go smoothly between now and then. Please feel free to leave comments on here. We would love to hear from everyone! Take care for now!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love, Haley &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7965548994402162696-8542789751586345366?l=the-olson-household.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/feeds/8542789751586345366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2009/07/and-baby-makes-three.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/8542789751586345366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7965548994402162696/posts/default/8542789751586345366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-olson-household.blogspot.com/2009/07/and-baby-makes-three.html' title='And baby makes three...'/><author><name>Mrs. Olson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SYSgJ4VsrAI/AAAAAAAAAho/uTkG8QeidgM/S220/Chi---cago+072.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_thCXMFjX0k4/SlQVyqLEX1I/AAAAAAAAApc/cS0L4Q3bKgs/s72-c/ScannedImage-18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
