tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54487161864642212852024-03-13T01:50:59.670-07:00Stu and Angie MilneStu and Angie Milnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10931919916652594898noreply@blogger.comBlogger211125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448716186464221285.post-20343510859484677992011-12-27T11:10:00.000-08:002011-12-28T09:39:25.809-08:00Happy Three Years to Us<span style="font-size:180%;"><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2WWxauzGY5fCjg9HNJMzGvIF8sWeQnZfOpolrdICHIc0y-iKx1Q8uk6Kim_YhzQxZrJnzlSYxXZovHxwpWDMNjn4rhuEwyRbbKB6fG88jtzzQx8uEMxdOL__9jG0kExx5x6q_M18zQJg/s1600/IMG_5949.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2WWxauzGY5fCjg9HNJMzGvIF8sWeQnZfOpolrdICHIc0y-iKx1Q8uk6Kim_YhzQxZrJnzlSYxXZovHxwpWDMNjn4rhuEwyRbbKB6fG88jtzzQx8uEMxdOL__9jG0kExx5x6q_M18zQJg/s400/IMG_5949.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691234959566579426" border="0" /></a></span>Today marks three years of being married to my best friend!</span><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:130%;">We talked about it last night and decided that this year was the best so far.<br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;">Of course, we say that every year :)<br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;">This year brought us our sweet Maisy Jane, a new house, and so many new experiences.<br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;">I'm sure this next one will be just as wonderful, if not so much more! </span><br /><br /></div><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span>Angie Milnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14893531210956614621noreply@blogger.com38tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448716186464221285.post-85454670521009292752011-10-25T13:42:00.000-07:002011-10-25T13:48:21.490-07:00love this<span style="font-size:180%;"><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">deep beauty</span>,<br />the kind of beauty that shines from inside out.<br />it is beauty that cannot be washed off.<br />it is spiritual attractiveness.<br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">elaine s. dalton</span>Angie Milnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14893531210956614621noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448716186464221285.post-89116161338057928342011-09-14T09:46:00.000-07:002011-09-14T11:08:05.891-07:00blessing day<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid-Qq1UPJ3IpbZb6MwWhlKQjRJdjBrHZUA3KyGC249ObBBffqUxhqW7X7zPMzagTk-LEuDycCDcj1Ci25dCAhqLDYsztzTWywKeISdc682F8W5nmR4H7LhwIZA0pTx7GxRdIyfqZ-rSIE/s1600/IMG_5514.jpg"><br /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;">On September 11th, our Maisy Jane was given a name and a blessing by her daddy. It was such a great day filled with the spirit and lots of time with family. </span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid-Qq1UPJ3IpbZb6MwWhlKQjRJdjBrHZUA3KyGC249ObBBffqUxhqW7X7zPMzagTk-LEuDycCDcj1Ci25dCAhqLDYsztzTWywKeISdc682F8W5nmR4H7LhwIZA0pTx7GxRdIyfqZ-rSIE/s1600/IMG_5514.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 702px; height: 461px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid-Qq1UPJ3IpbZb6MwWhlKQjRJdjBrHZUA3KyGC249ObBBffqUxhqW7X7zPMzagTk-LEuDycCDcj1Ci25dCAhqLDYsztzTWywKeISdc682F8W5nmR4H7LhwIZA0pTx7GxRdIyfqZ-rSIE/s1600/IMG_5514.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">I was obsessed with how cute she looked in her dress :) She was lucky enough to get a custom-made blessing dress from her Grandma Willcox who is an award-winning seamstress! She looked like a little princess.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> The blessing was was short and sweet. Maisy got some stage fright and started to cry about a minute into it... But it was okay, I think Stu was impressed to say all of the most important blessings first and it was perfect. I'm so grateful for a husband who honors his priesthood, who has been able to bless our family so much through his worthiness. Maisy loves her daddy and it's clear why :)</span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdmbVW01n7_BVs9IBABw3U90IEqSPrztlhu0Ri8nWfWnAP58rdogm4ecIQowsZ182YaWDqcl_l4oTR8U7E9WjcnfER_3lYKwB6456pAvwJhYV3O4uOvXjHiwZpivjSpuTFb1yMTX_ojVk/s1600/IMG_5512.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 620px; height: 927px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdmbVW01n7_BVs9IBABw3U90IEqSPrztlhu0Ri8nWfWnAP58rdogm4ecIQowsZ182YaWDqcl_l4oTR8U7E9WjcnfER_3lYKwB6456pAvwJhYV3O4uOvXjHiwZpivjSpuTFb1yMTX_ojVk/s1600/IMG_5512.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">I keep thinking back to the nights when I was pregnant and Stu and I would discuss name possibilities, we couldn't decide on one that we felt was THE ONE for our little girl. "Maisy" didn't make the list until about 2 months before she was born. I was working when I first heard the name and I remember looking it up when I got home. I found out that it means "pearl" and that pretty much sealed the deal for me... To me, pearls symbolize beauty and purity and I loved the added meaning behind the name. Stu still needed some time to be sure, but there was no doubt that she was Maisy Jane Milne when he saw her for the first time :)</span><span style="text-decoration: underline;font-size:130%;" ><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;">We had a little family get together after church with some yummy food at my parents house. It was so nice to be able to spend time with all my family in one place. My grandma, Maisy's Great Grandma Laverne, was finally able to meet our sweet girl. It was so neat to have four generations in one place!<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;">We love you Maisy, and are so grateful for the light you bring to our lives :)<br /><br /></span></div>Angie Milnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14893531210956614621noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448716186464221285.post-66598171848427393292011-08-30T11:00:00.000-07:002011-08-30T12:38:29.519-07:00Happy Birthday Goonie!!!<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;">
<br />Twenty-six years ago today, the world became a happier place because this guy:</span>
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<br /><span style="font-size:180%;">was born!!!</span>
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<br /><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;">There are so many things I could say about this man... But I'll try to keep the mushy gushy stuff to a minimum :)
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<br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:180%;">My Top Ten Reasons Why I Love Stuart Parrish Milne:</span></span>
<br /><span style="font-size:130%;">(let's be real though, I have countless reasons...)</span>
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<br />1. He is the kindest person I know. He is always thinking of others and always reminds me that everyone is fighting unseen battles, and I should be kinder to them too...
<br />2. </span><span style="font-size:130%;">He's a manly man with a soft heart :) He will go play football, watch action movies, pump iron at the gym; and then come home and love on his girls and watch Extreme Home Makeover or Pride and Prejudice with me all snuggled up on the couch.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> And I know he looooves it.
<br />3. He has always been super protective of me, and now as a dad, he is always looking out for both his girls. He still keeps a bat under his side of the bed, so watch out.
<br />4. He makes the best pancakes this side of the Mississippi! Chocolate chip banana pancakes with peanut butter and syrup... Mmmmmm :) But really, he is such a great cook! And he's always willing to help with dinner (or pick something up) if I'm not too excited to cook that night.
<br />5. He's the strongest, bravest, most loving man I know. And he is a HOTTIE with two T's.
<br />6. He is the best snuggler in the world. I'll crawl into bed after a hard day, he'll wrap his big arms around me and I will melt off to sleep... every time.
<br />7. One word that totally classifies Stu, is "hardworking." He works hard all day long to provide for his family and comes home exhausted, but will still help me fix dinner or wash the dishes. His last semester of school, he worked full-time and took 6 classes! He was gone from 7am to 10:30pm every day with no complaints... Honestly, I complained about it more than he did!
<br />8. He is such a good daddy to our little girl. I love how he looks for her when he comes home and gets sad if she's taking a nap :) He loves to play with her, cuddle with her, and watch Monday night football with her. It's the sweetest.
<br />9. </span><span style="font-size:130%;">He can always find a way to make me laugh. I know it's kind of cheesy, but you know that part in the movie </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >Legacy</span><span style="font-size:130%;">, where Eliza makes her hubby promise to make her laugh everyday? Yeah, I asked Stu the same thing when we were getting married, but I should have known that wasn't necessary. Our life is full of laughs because of this silly guy :)</span>
<br /><span style="font-size:130%;">10. He makes me a better person. (I won't go into this one though because I know it will be all mush and I won't be able to stop myself from crying all over my computer)
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<br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" >Happy Birthday love! I am so grateful for you in my life :)</span>
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<br /></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" >This picture cracks me up! He is the greatest, truly.</span>
<br /></div>Angie Milnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14893531210956614621noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448716186464221285.post-43866990901789277102011-08-15T14:43:00.000-07:002011-08-15T15:30:00.356-07:00Two Months!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWoNbRNhTw_8nOB086KekjEJHvGeqwZRGmEav01gE3BOdt_94Qz-KGClupcS8rAmNFyk34a0elhYWSv3rOlOaX2EKjLzID2rhs9GVK11p76K58PFKZ8oHpL3t-W5eNUSOATCSOk-NVG4k/s1600/IMG_5344.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 533px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWoNbRNhTw_8nOB086KekjEJHvGeqwZRGmEav01gE3BOdt_94Qz-KGClupcS8rAmNFyk34a0elhYWSv3rOlOaX2EKjLzID2rhs9GVK11p76K58PFKZ8oHpL3t-W5eNUSOATCSOk-NVG4k/s1600/IMG_5344.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiERuCpo0ZgGHX1ZVIEY5NUuAT9sQdHSD9b8Tt7okBswP7ngeO9-4Y4J8QmjIy4vJmG-3FT5ZbqSRRyfBMRNXkoDR6kGDlinsxg9O5VHl-LMFV5hZcFHWrZI1opYrbVMUJc3bTF6mxkPsw/s1600/IMG_5289.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 533px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiERuCpo0ZgGHX1ZVIEY5NUuAT9sQdHSD9b8Tt7okBswP7ngeO9-4Y4J8QmjIy4vJmG-3FT5ZbqSRRyfBMRNXkoDR6kGDlinsxg9O5VHl-LMFV5hZcFHWrZI1opYrbVMUJc3bTF6mxkPsw/s1600/IMG_5289.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5LPZ-2_RI_w800a8bLysb88IPqGCEmfly4lAr7NXBlapi4RvBf5pCeEppjGMKMQabCnAsqn1PAg-SBlxCDVhHw7EufuuF14R_OZDogW32f6ktWJ9UZ6jkI4gJ_GkI5oPz0QsZU44VuY0/s1600/IMG_5197.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 533px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5LPZ-2_RI_w800a8bLysb88IPqGCEmfly4lAr7NXBlapi4RvBf5pCeEppjGMKMQabCnAsqn1PAg-SBlxCDVhHw7EufuuF14R_OZDogW32f6ktWJ9UZ6jkI4gJ_GkI5oPz0QsZU44VuY0/s1600/IMG_5197.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>
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<br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Maisy is two months old today! And my has she grown in the last two months! We haven't had her check up yet, but I know what we'll find out... that she is a little gainer! She is already over 13 pounds and deliciously chubby. I love snuggling her and nibbling on her chubby arms and legs. Oh, and those cabbage patch doll cheeks! She is soooo kissable. We have just LOVED these last two months with our little girl. I can honestly say that although learning how to be a mom has been the hardest thing I've ever experienced, it is the greatest blessing. Thank goodness for my man Stu, who has eased into parenthood like a pro... We lean on each other a lot and I am so excited to keep learning and growing together as parents!</span>
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<br />At 2 months, Maisy:</span>
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<br />-is a great sleeper! She takes 3 great naps a day (most days) and sleeps about 6-7 hrs solid at night!
<br />-is such a happy baby! About 4 weeks ago, we were concerned because she was so sad all the time :( we later found out that she had a pretty intense outbreak of eczema all over her body (we thought it was just baby acne for a long time) turns out, it is extremely itchy and uncomfortable, which is why she was always fussing. I felt terrible. But now that it's under control, she is so happy and smiley! I'm SO glad she's feeling better.
<br />-needs to be swaddled tight, otherwise she will not fall asleep... If she breaks free of her swaddle, she will not fall back asleep for anything! She is VERY particular about her swaddles too. It just makes me nervous because I worry she'll get too hot, but she loves it...
<br />-has discovered her little tongue! She loves sticking it out and making faces. Sooo cute.
<br />-has the BEST hair! People stop me in the store to comment on it, some even asking if they can touch it (yeah, I'm gonna say no...) Her little faux hawk is so cute and can't be tamed! We try to brush it down after her baths, but it just ends up sticking straight up anyway...
<br />-is our little water baby! She loooves bathtime and swimming with mommy and daddy in the pool. Plus, she is dang cute in her little swim suit :)
<br />-still has deep blue eyes. The left one has a little bit of orange-ish color around the pupil, making me think that she may have her daddy's "sunflower eyes" after all. I'm not getting my hopes up though...
<br />-loves her swing!
<br />-sits up tall and proud in her bumbo! She loves sitting in it! She is so strong and loves to just sit and look around.
<br />-seriously loves her daddy. She recognizes his voice when I'm talking to him on the phone and she perks up like crazy! She loves when he comes home and just stares at his face. So sweet.
<br />-eats like a champ! Not too many know about my hard experience with nursing... I almost gave up soo many times, but she eventually got the hang of it and now she eats so great! I'm so proud of my little MJ. It's probably one of my most favorite things to nurse her and hold her close :)
<br />-has her parents hearts, <span style="font-style: italic;">completely</span>. We can't imagine life without our little joy.
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);">This weekend we are flying up with my family to Oregon to be with my Gramma Billie. I am nervous/excited to take our baby girl on her first plane ride! I'm sure we'll have lots of pictures and stories from our trip! </span>
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<br />Angie Milnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14893531210956614621noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448716186464221285.post-27154192082136309302011-08-07T22:04:00.000-07:002011-08-10T16:00:06.369-07:00sunday goodness<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;">
<br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;">I watched this video today and thought it was too cute not to share... </span>
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<br />How sweet is Elder Scott's story about his wife?
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<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:130%;">"Marriage provides and ideal setting for overcoming any tendency to become selfish or self-centered. Don't withhold those natural expressions of love. Express gratitude for what your spouse does for you. Express that love and gratitude often. That will make life far richer and more pleasant and purposeful." -Richard G. Scott
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<br />Even from the very beginning of mine and Stu's relationship, I never had to doubt his feelings for me. He is the kind of person that shows his love in everything he is; whether it be by what he says, how he acts or the service he performs, it is all done out of love. I told him a couple days ago that sometimes when he says "I love you" I think to myself, "I know." Not like in a "well duh, of course he loves me" kind of way, but more that I can feel it without him ever having to say it. I hope I'm doing enough to make him feel the same way :)
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<br />Every day I thank Heavenly Father for the blessings of an <span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;">eternal</span> </span>marriage. I love my husband too much. The idea that it could all end one day is just unimaginable. One of the men they interviewed in the video said, <span style="font-style: italic;">"It just has to be forever. It doesn't make sense for us to come this far and have it <span style="font-weight: bold;">get this good</span> and then not be perpetuated." </span></span><span style="font-size:130%;">AMEN brother. </span>
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<br /></div>Angie Milnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14893531210956614621noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448716186464221285.post-64751920535402905752011-07-20T10:58:00.000-07:002011-07-20T11:37:24.051-07:00preoccupied...<span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy_uMGM9Su4FnkDb8R6FppCKtIUrRgC7FNGjk9fV1jD2Hjznn2HqGzcr84bWfUUOfvbuXh6sxvKglew4ZuytZbM2woRPbfGMASb2teviNON7vuF-0ezO7roLA7xxAzolJTKePLtQdMfsU/s1600/Picnik+collage.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 700px; height: 700px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy_uMGM9Su4FnkDb8R6FppCKtIUrRgC7FNGjk9fV1jD2Hjznn2HqGzcr84bWfUUOfvbuXh6sxvKglew4ZuytZbM2woRPbfGMASb2teviNON7vuF-0ezO7roLA7xxAzolJTKePLtQdMfsU/s1600/Picnik+collage.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Everything has gotten a little busier around here the last 5 weeks. I have a beautiful baby girl taking up most of my time so there is little time for blogging, cleaning my home, fixing my hair, eating... etc. <span style="font-weight: bold;">I wouldn't change a thing. </span>I love being with her every day, learning how to be a better mommy to my Maisy. She is changing so much! She's getting some delicious rolly-polly arms and legs, she's more alert and looks around like crazy now, and she smiles so big! (and not just when she lets out a toot haha) Some things haven't changed: she is still so sassy, cuddly, silly, energetic, and totally capable of melting everyone's heart... She has Stu and I wrapped around her little finger, we can't help it. Eventually, I'm sure I'll get back to posting more often and maybe even post my weekly meals and recipes again... But for now, I'm just loving life with my baby girl and sweet husband.<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" >life is sweet.<br /></span><br /></div>Angie Milnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14893531210956614621noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448716186464221285.post-22030220693708095252011-07-10T11:54:00.000-07:002011-07-10T14:17:44.788-07:0025 days old and 25 pictures<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:130%;">I have been so bad at getting my camera out for pictures of baby Maisy... I feel like every time I do, she starts to fuss anyway... even her newborn shoot was a bust! Thank goodness for camera phones (and instagram, which I am completely obsessed with!) otherwise I'd probably only have a few photos of our beautiful baby girl! </span><br /></div></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghEK4fshyLc4JCLBXfhbm6QiIllISjyWnHVgupWmAolvujiMwRj6uZqw1VRC1ae6eX563wjJ70VCipxxKV5NrlGXWP5sKtqJ_aAmFSSYdp-xOkTMqPRS-Sb26J4vKDJsyQeBit1PnukFk/s1600/-30.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghEK4fshyLc4JCLBXfhbm6QiIllISjyWnHVgupWmAolvujiMwRj6uZqw1VRC1ae6eX563wjJ70VCipxxKV5NrlGXWP5sKtqJ_aAmFSSYdp-xOkTMqPRS-Sb26J4vKDJsyQeBit1PnukFk/s400/-30.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627466916655781250" border="0" /></a>so new and so perfect :)<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw2yRDeptDdiO5UJJ5gFAvH8JC7UoaWybLz9z5GHZ2JF8YJUlqCXjFaBIhDr6Nb8VTEqQ-ypAFbp6UtXhhaxA7ssSuSRTSPR1l1Jm6gUImhsrHxJ3Dc9Kcemr-ilgPooXfvW0VUgwRSlU/s1600/-27.jpg"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYkISjU_7l1zX6M2wWNgjjgwFYVLfWu38POHDokzPM_0O18Iex7qW8CfYFpeoPR2uNdHlqh3aH4CgOfbCzfyEfxvlCWuTywsva_hfBd0LGif9PyJXzI8XA9-KlzhGQSIBmE5V2hzXkm_w/s400/-29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627466915563258370" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzknXM8E2gUIq8tOc6-Ecc7ALEHDfgfs5i9O9YrqT2DZOozXqTZtrQEz0lBttiV7xi3PUTQ5L758Y3C3_kfHLw9vft10B4Y8Srq7livbu7D-Vefpw9MBIXdHTzUW5ssOn36BmKqk2VKLw/s1600/-2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzknXM8E2gUIq8tOc6-Ecc7ALEHDfgfs5i9O9YrqT2DZOozXqTZtrQEz0lBttiV7xi3PUTQ5L758Y3C3_kfHLw9vft10B4Y8Srq7livbu7D-Vefpw9MBIXdHTzUW5ssOn36BmKqk2VKLw/s400/-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627465733818035586" border="0" /></a>hearing screen... stu thought she looked like she was rockin out with headphones in...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7I7VkY0CzH7twIPA8Ky8HW01ZxqCCyR14xic3VMoeXnBqzjzV9X9s2vvKTWcQ_t0Z7-SEujkNgUNVZ0Xyk_gpJUJ4GeqFF9_DQW0UHWobsL4KO24RVorzIvfX59YJLum83Az8UQpnm3E/s1600/-1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7I7VkY0CzH7twIPA8Ky8HW01ZxqCCyR14xic3VMoeXnBqzjzV9X9s2vvKTWcQ_t0Z7-SEujkNgUNVZ0Xyk_gpJUJ4GeqFF9_DQW0UHWobsL4KO24RVorzIvfX59YJLum83Az8UQpnm3E/s400/-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627465732650122994" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQG1rNGxdKUgln9JHIqSDX8oY0y4URdOCuOhfx7F7MnnMUAB8CuN7hhCId7sQrU3HkhvHG_P4uuwo0ta4JZhPGTfPkcVOLud6PbJnskecv1fNSzgWfldNpFy1PxRt70e2u9CNBSOFGr4I/s1600/-26.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQG1rNGxdKUgln9JHIqSDX8oY0y4URdOCuOhfx7F7MnnMUAB8CuN7hhCId7sQrU3HkhvHG_P4uuwo0ta4JZhPGTfPkcVOLud6PbJnskecv1fNSzgWfldNpFy1PxRt70e2u9CNBSOFGr4I/s400/-26.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627466925895941906" border="0" /></a>going home<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9ErKxK5ddC4cjI8U9LB5hk4tOtxm6Fq0RZUs61-GRuOZpIUmKauIF3uU7h3tPhCWZv2aNvfFzVYBlZHpJeenVp7v9NrGghMeHGk5nDEC3HZ7jGkXYCNJ49ahuicnrlgP_IYYe0cin4So/s1600/-23.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9ErKxK5ddC4cjI8U9LB5hk4tOtxm6Fq0RZUs61-GRuOZpIUmKauIF3uU7h3tPhCWZv2aNvfFzVYBlZHpJeenVp7v9NrGghMeHGk5nDEC3HZ7jGkXYCNJ49ahuicnrlgP_IYYe0cin4So/s400/-23.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627466670610745330" border="0" /></a>her favorite face... this one's called "blue steel"<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9LA4fCbUv01tBgEjTu7KJ1dca424ZBU704orb4oh0I8ldQIrD2n-zwUlv_NFRhE0J3dQlL96ICS0lnNFFrF5XfXrGEgpsKBrQ35eIv4y3jPaeLfe-W0CibTzQrjbiVgJOj6a98oR4p3w/s1600/-24.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9LA4fCbUv01tBgEjTu7KJ1dca424ZBU704orb4oh0I8ldQIrD2n-zwUlv_NFRhE0J3dQlL96ICS0lnNFFrF5XfXrGEgpsKBrQ35eIv4y3jPaeLfe-W0CibTzQrjbiVgJOj6a98oR4p3w/s400/-24.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627466674562156482" border="0" /></a>such an angel<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZWJaPQrR6-EIyVVY60-jeQ6hciqZ3HFgrTIdStmuD-kY2abEKtKqZ-Q1xkSnixqq2xnNUl1CVNFxhDUe_CgZ_QlyVNvbBFtNxxm2O0d__RNsPlx2piKvmKd9IfdeBcV5ByUoQnZx_vIY/s1600/-17.jpg"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8IHkEbDt1yCPp5j-KpnylC87T7O2kJXlOiNQH7-nsA71u0uLLjJ6swVg3ZJcNQTycnEOlI2xdx1bYT-vCHBsGUItteZJvR2aKjS8IGUksbqpa5WdEqJm9Y1W8NFKzUgU2nA3MGKyJync/s400/-12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627466285053345986" border="0" /></a>dressed up for a playdate with friends!<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9_9LCUfkPf-RQYSVQC8HfQzmJ82REJvVUJuOg65KNi-sWUt1T8k7F0TfxH172VrgYyTTf2MwZRNMgl49h-fxHleFNe5gwQ3NW28088IqjgtpWCfGV2L6kOyP7NW_rAD4RoVbRaGyoR9Q/s1600/-13.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9_9LCUfkPf-RQYSVQC8HfQzmJ82REJvVUJuOg65KNi-sWUt1T8k7F0TfxH172VrgYyTTf2MwZRNMgl49h-fxHleFNe5gwQ3NW28088IqjgtpWCfGV2L6kOyP7NW_rAD4RoVbRaGyoR9Q/s400/-13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627466278419759058" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd3TIWocreNfTtpVglElFAdoVpVC_LHvDYXjLC86XCZ1WrCf2nc5mF6cAodk9g1ve2T09isFKHjnPd7cko6pld16TpnkaCLPoFylmlK57fWT2B7xDKzgL1Vv5ODL1rOguEHJzxJUDv-nw/s1600/-14.jpg"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBgb8wQX-9mE1j6Jctgxzdd-qKTd3NMsEsWZN4NLgyAG60alJu1ElcuDvopYwEXeudptX44hvlLl5tQQn9ClX1rUs4zRkQ6k4k0YCAvzCPWmev7itk9Tl67zzAbfSn7NDu0bWz-NojozI/s400/-8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627466030848318498" border="0" /></a>Happy 4th of July!!!<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC4Zd_f1XHvE2TlfXbI0xL_X3bdZAKroBfhbZnQt5XiyRfrGam7LkGRjtB_SRGIxBhGWllitaG6r6ab23-YFf44rrlJ0o3G_yc699OhU-I4T_znoirczy1Y087EsLyCAkUDt810DqUxkY/s1600/-9.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC4Zd_f1XHvE2TlfXbI0xL_X3bdZAKroBfhbZnQt5XiyRfrGam7LkGRjtB_SRGIxBhGWllitaG6r6ab23-YFf44rrlJ0o3G_yc699OhU-I4T_znoirczy1Y087EsLyCAkUDt810DqUxkY/s400/-9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627466028350323426" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM1v2muGF_5xssakcg1Xzg2N1dni8Pcf1vsxEeIYMmqPxqB-1mlT2-SicDBsrHDgA9AWhiW5orCKW0csCSNsmA5Is-s8KQqhn1FLLQPxxOyFs_kaCSZEEv3E0IVKIq6SYv3RHezME56Xs/s1600/-10.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM1v2muGF_5xssakcg1Xzg2N1dni8Pcf1vsxEeIYMmqPxqB-1mlT2-SicDBsrHDgA9AWhiW5orCKW0csCSNsmA5Is-s8KQqhn1FLLQPxxOyFs_kaCSZEEv3E0IVKIq6SYv3RHezME56Xs/s400/-10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627466029832511218" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRYotbGPqC5_Ovu3eFCGlBu4w2ovJV58El8M4FkIjnqu4Jr4u4yL4u_O9UZqMvx7ZF1tg67OxqlDM3Bfp8QsA6UkLfUatOXqtS6GCWhIpnQEcxyEWxBYQ4RvfIkMR-RxF1t6WMWH1Qbdc/s1600/-5.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRYotbGPqC5_Ovu3eFCGlBu4w2ovJV58El8M4FkIjnqu4Jr4u4yL4u_O9UZqMvx7ZF1tg67OxqlDM3Bfp8QsA6UkLfUatOXqtS6GCWhIpnQEcxyEWxBYQ4RvfIkMR-RxF1t6WMWH1Qbdc/s400/-5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627465742990842242" border="0" /></a>Maisy and Grandma (my mom)<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi810MC3-ewHCtbtGFcXjl7mhLVHAypRUuBtNGwmw4eG0pkUDvoC4fFOchG2pRX4X1U2pO_B-ioX_wectTD7yzFamdhyphenhypheny3IqG7UuCcsMcUfXdXDfNMvM-c9Zy0ACw1xpkIn5285zikstgs/s1600/-3.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi810MC3-ewHCtbtGFcXjl7mhLVHAypRUuBtNGwmw4eG0pkUDvoC4fFOchG2pRX4X1U2pO_B-ioX_wectTD7yzFamdhyphenhypheny3IqG7UuCcsMcUfXdXDfNMvM-c9Zy0ACw1xpkIn5285zikstgs/s400/-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627465736451315298" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioKN2jQuqrSYsfwBoEmD0E5LTleBuUzWXvK94JOFcPDcysKbCfnKL534_UDuSBIUYjp7cih4BTsCdOGCqLDI5fuikm0vcFuXNexaHHnFDK-LxvZpdfrcVHzBlWCzUHEUkReCDHnJZrGQc/s1600/-6.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioKN2jQuqrSYsfwBoEmD0E5LTleBuUzWXvK94JOFcPDcysKbCfnKL534_UDuSBIUYjp7cih4BTsCdOGCqLDI5fuikm0vcFuXNexaHHnFDK-LxvZpdfrcVHzBlWCzUHEUkReCDHnJZrGQc/s400/-6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627466046609640354" border="0" /></a>so happy<br /><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrzLo08ho1Zvw6GaKunEsG6kYHq4X4FjEUMPJVFw_coCP17KFoB77bbWLRxjfe7k7MsZdeBYizY7ynkoSIViFBzHQEWdQ62KRX4rGXwklaRHjfie5ePvJgl0GYWecLcvuhxERMajUcPtg/s1600/-4.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrzLo08ho1Zvw6GaKunEsG6kYHq4X4FjEUMPJVFw_coCP17KFoB77bbWLRxjfe7k7MsZdeBYizY7ynkoSIViFBzHQEWdQ62KRX4rGXwklaRHjfie5ePvJgl0GYWecLcvuhxERMajUcPtg/s400/-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627465735409622466" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">The last 25 days have been complete bliss... Not saying that there hasn't been hard times, but the happy, wonderful times FAR outweigh the not-so-great ones. We are so in love with our little babe, and can't seem to get enough of her! I love her sassy cry, her chubby cheeks and that she already has little wrist rolls, her fluffy hair, the way she smells (ohh my gosh it's heavenly), bathing her, taking a nap with her in our bed and waking up to her sweet face, how she calms down instantly when her daddy holds her close, dancing around the living room with her to Michael Buble (her fave), waking up with her at 3am to feed her and just cherishing the quiet moments with her.<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">what a beautiful little blessing she is. </span><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRYotbGPqC5_Ovu3eFCGlBu4w2ovJV58El8M4FkIjnqu4Jr4u4yL4u_O9UZqMvx7ZF1tg67OxqlDM3Bfp8QsA6UkLfUatOXqtS6GCWhIpnQEcxyEWxBYQ4RvfIkMR-RxF1t6WMWH1Qbdc/s1600/-5.jpg"><br /></a>Angie Milnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14893531210956614621noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448716186464221285.post-24105433581708721632011-06-27T15:31:00.000-07:002011-06-28T12:04:23.281-07:00introducing...<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:180%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" >Maisy</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:180%;" > Jane Milne<br />born June 15, 2011<br />7 lbs 13 ounces<br />20 inches</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnGb908uGWtXybc-CgmfL57pEsL8o5Nw-l18lhLsl5gCqR8pXeBu75uMK-nhg0890BcqPnnuRWeAgadbhPXzKTa8Sc11F6EgKHCL8DgksthTurZRg9C4q6gZSUgWpzhj7xTZywCBompYY/s1600/IMG_5109-2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; height: 451px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnGb908uGWtXybc-CgmfL57pEsL8o5Nw-l18lhLsl5gCqR8pXeBu75uMK-nhg0890BcqPnnuRWeAgadbhPXzKTa8Sc11F6EgKHCL8DgksthTurZRg9C4q6gZSUgWpzhj7xTZywCBompYY/s1600/IMG_5109-2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;">It's taken a long time for me to get around to writing this post... Getting used to life with this baby girl has been a fun/amazing/difficult challenge. It's hard for me to even get away from her to take a nap, let alone blog about her. She is just so amazing to me, I just want to look at her and hold her all day long. (sorry to those I haven't called/text back the last week, I promise I'm not ignoring you!) All I know is that Stu and I could not be happier, we just LOVE our little </span><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" style="font-size:130%;">Maisy</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> so much and can't seem to remember life without her.<br /></span></div></div><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />So I started having contractions the morning of the 14</span><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" style="font-size:130%;">th</span><span style="font-size:130%;">, not even an hour after I told Stu that "Today is the day! She's coming, I just know it!" Little did I know... I went to work like normal and after having 4 contractions during one treatment, I decided to start timing them. They were coming in at 15 minutes apart- no big deal right? After two hours they were about 12 minutes, then another two hours brought me to 10 minutes apart... We were only scheduled to work until noon that day, and by the time I left the contractions were about 7-8 minutes apart! I even went around and gave all the girls hugs in case I wasn't back the next day- I was so sure she was coming :) </span><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" style="font-size:130%;">Haha</span><span style="font-size:130%;">. Stu decided to leave work to have lunch with me because we were thinking that we should probably have some time "just us" if she really was on her way! Well I got bummed because right after lunch, the contractions went back to 15 minutes apart! Dang it... That night I went and got a pedicure with two of my sisters and then went home after helping my little sister pack a little for college- noticing that my contractions were getting more uncomfortable as the day went on. About 9pm that night, they started getting downright painful, but still 7-8 minutes apart. (my Dr told me to come in once they were 5 </span><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" style="font-size:130%;">mins</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> apart) Finally about 12:45am I decided they were too uncomfortable and told Stu that we were going to the hospital and that I needed to shave my legs. (yes, I know.. I'm ridiculous) My contractions were only 6 </span><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" style="font-size:130%;">mins</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> apart, but while I was in the shower I had a few that were less than 3 </span><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" style="font-size:130%;">mins</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> apart! At this point, Stu started to freak out a bit and quickly got everything together. I had already put the emergency bag in the car that afternoon, so we were all set! We headed over the hospital and were checked in at 1:30am! We called my mom on the way who immediately left for the hospital to be with us. They checked me out and found out I was already at 6cm (I was at 3.5 cm at my last </span><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" style="font-size:130%;">Drs</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" style="font-size:130%;">appt</span><span style="font-size:130%;">). The nurse asked me if I was ready for my epidural in between contractions, and at first I wasn't so sure I needed it yet, but boy did that next contraction change my mind!<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqs0TnGas_FUjDH6cSEeoW_KLoqCvvmHxBLxf7OWupt6U-bIYgHtQ-DlwgGR7WtbzPg-OUN4L2ieESuW-208eMtZOaIezKgyUmNNZwcWNzISRU6jAVovjATXAcZQF2pw1x2OK-zOIdw3o/s1600/IMG_5078-4.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 424px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqs0TnGas_FUjDH6cSEeoW_KLoqCvvmHxBLxf7OWupt6U-bIYgHtQ-DlwgGR7WtbzPg-OUN4L2ieESuW-208eMtZOaIezKgyUmNNZwcWNzISRU6jAVovjATXAcZQF2pw1x2OK-zOIdw3o/s1600/IMG_5078-4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;">about 3am, after getting the IV and epidural... SO swollen and tired...</span></span><br /></div><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-size:130%;">It took 4 tries by a nursing student before they got a successful IV... OUCH. But once that was in, they were able to get the epidural going! Once the epidural was in, we were all able to relax and Stu and my mom were able to get some rest because they told me it would be a few hours. It was so nice being able to look at the monitor and see the peaks indicating contractions and not feeling a thing :) I couldn't sleep a wink, I was so anxious! They kept checking me about every 2 hours and by 6am I was dilated to 8cm and Dr </span><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" style="font-size:130%;">Huish</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> came in to break my water. I was able to start pushing a little before 8am... This was probably the worst part (of the delivery) for me. I couldn't figure out HOW to push! I was numb from the belly button down for crying out loud... But I had good support in the room that kept me going :) I am so grateful for Stu and my mom, I really could not have done it without them! They were amazing. Finally, after the most tiring hour of my life, </span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Maisy</span> Jane Milne was born at 8:52am</span><span style="font-size:130%;">! Her lungs worked PERFECTLY- she had the cutest little cry right from the beginning. Stu was there to cut the umbilical cord and did a great job! (her belly button is sooo cute) As soon as I saw her, I feel like a gush of emotions just flooded from me... I just started bawling, which was kind of embarrassing, but I couldn't help it! I instantly felt an all-consuming love for my precious little girl. "Oh she is so beautiful," I kept saying over and over. Stu was right by my side the entire time and held both of us close, I know he was feeling the same way. We were already so in love with our little girl :)<br /><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBrDbrQOETiKaLV9OVni96cfcEveKAUz-AXRk63Sa5TK0rSHNpTZs1i0uEOtSiRkahUQDa2VUMD8CZ6bCVyXDKGRX43RPb_d05ttAVJXGry65B6TMgFx9DlM11-AsgF5VeMa2rEwa1ojs/s1600/IMG_5092.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBrDbrQOETiKaLV9OVni96cfcEveKAUz-AXRk63Sa5TK0rSHNpTZs1i0uEOtSiRkahUQDa2VUMD8CZ6bCVyXDKGRX43RPb_d05ttAVJXGry65B6TMgFx9DlM11-AsgF5VeMa2rEwa1ojs/s1600/IMG_5092.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXsaDZxDgtXNvAjxQh906wtOpDmDpZouveGg7hKEeIV-tvq1E4vIyXgNImL7oK5FQmIYv2-0VeQy9nD_GPgh9ibaSER92eHTeguPR8BzhI2IOK9os3yJPsDcno7E5q1_hi3NaC32aPpjI/s1600/IMG_5108.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXsaDZxDgtXNvAjxQh906wtOpDmDpZouveGg7hKEeIV-tvq1E4vIyXgNImL7oK5FQmIYv2-0VeQy9nD_GPgh9ibaSER92eHTeguPR8BzhI2IOK9os3yJPsDcno7E5q1_hi3NaC32aPpjI/s1600/IMG_5108.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiImeow-IIKjf7XWUmSe5M7pUONiQIp1sXBqvOEUmGuJwYdcZ-Zo79Qa9IEKjCylnfd1lPXTIbbgh-jj-YIfDOXMaYwtEnrBjJqVE9JQpxLgM-atr1P7Iz0x40EYI0bS0awPIsWIWFZdPs/s1600/IMG_5096-2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 417px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiImeow-IIKjf7XWUmSe5M7pUONiQIp1sXBqvOEUmGuJwYdcZ-Zo79Qa9IEKjCylnfd1lPXTIbbgh-jj-YIfDOXMaYwtEnrBjJqVE9JQpxLgM-atr1P7Iz0x40EYI0bS0awPIsWIWFZdPs/s1600/IMG_5096-2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a></span></span><span style="font-size:130%;">The nurses then took </span><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" style="font-size:130%;">Maisy</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> (she technically wasn't named at this point) to wipe her down a bit and get her measurements. She was a perfect 20inches and weighed in at 7lbs 12.5oz. They gave her back to me to try and nurse her for the first time, and I just remember her feeling so small in my arms. She didn't really get to latch the first time because I started feeling some intense pains and the nurses took her away from me so they could see what was going on. They handed her off to Stu who kept watching me to make sure I was okay... Thankfully, Stu's mom and my sisters came in to see us about this time distracting him from what was going on with me. He proudly held her and showed her off to our families while the nurses took care of me.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheOjf1sf3BFnFdOmORho8pFkmI547wxwM2GwI3mJ7B6aCG6fFIMkWOGbKz3FFctLKn_fN-or1POM_TqhQdF4PlkUmpfESQkKPj3aSD7ZuQgUO7znXHE_N13_iI6_FTX2863XE4DtM-VXg/s1600/IMG_5083.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 433px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheOjf1sf3BFnFdOmORho8pFkmI547wxwM2GwI3mJ7B6aCG6fFIMkWOGbKz3FFctLKn_fN-or1POM_TqhQdF4PlkUmpfESQkKPj3aSD7ZuQgUO7znXHE_N13_iI6_FTX2863XE4DtM-VXg/s1600/IMG_5083.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj49PkZO6W6VVN4ihm1yQuMn4hngVRw-YQWXIiT0zWFBmGc9n3wvWYmh_15mRAxMWKYvKz5py-oKkJlyb-L-2gQvDlCJ9yCpgPsZUib5jL5u42lJjKx26m1Jq0LRTSjIixxsHIDuQPujxY/s1600/IMG_5112.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 397px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj49PkZO6W6VVN4ihm1yQuMn4hngVRw-YQWXIiT0zWFBmGc9n3wvWYmh_15mRAxMWKYvKz5py-oKkJlyb-L-2gQvDlCJ9yCpgPsZUib5jL5u42lJjKx26m1Jq0LRTSjIixxsHIDuQPujxY/s1600/IMG_5112.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi35yEGcJ733wygBRcHDK2oFV04JiXrW3UZcfJk1xUQeAf1jfbR4XMM6-PU0EsRQCkVtuayHjTWqx_M7avkLEwLumghyphenhyphenCmsLMrEMx15gc3r0WJqy-_DRLN324qY7VAma8GSovaQx5NxVcM/s1600/IMG_5119.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 389px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi35yEGcJ733wygBRcHDK2oFV04JiXrW3UZcfJk1xUQeAf1jfbR4XMM6-PU0EsRQCkVtuayHjTWqx_M7avkLEwLumghyphenhyphenCmsLMrEMx15gc3r0WJqy-_DRLN324qY7VAma8GSovaQx5NxVcM/s1600/IMG_5119.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a></span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"> The nurses knew soon after that something wasn't completely right and called my doctor back. Before I knew what was going on, I was getting rushed to the OR and was knocked out for a procedure because I started hemorrhaging</span><span style="font-size:130%;">. I remember looking around the room to make sure my two loves were taken care of. The next thing I remember is waking up in the ICU without my baby... <span style="font-weight: bold;">It was terrible.</span> Luckily, Stu was right there when I woke up. It took a while for me to understand what had happened, and even longer for me cope with the fact that I couldn't hold my little girl. Good news was that they were able to stop the bleeding to save me and my uterus for future Milne babies... The nurses reassured me over and over that our little one was perfectly healthy and that they were taking good care of her in the nursery. Stu spent most of his time with me, but he went down every so often to feed baby girl and spend some quality daddy-daughter time with her. They told me that she would need to stay in the nursery until I was well enough to go back down to the post-partum floor... I was devastated. She was able to visit me late that night though, and it was the greatest thing in the world to be able to hold her and see her sweet little face again.<br /><br />I think I was a little bit determined to get better and back downstairs with her, so I did everything I could to heal fast! I ate every last bit of my meals, </span><span style="font-size:130%;">drank insane amounts of water, </span><span style="font-size:130%;">took all my meds and I even told the nurse to take my dang catheter out so I could show them that I could walk and use the bathroom by myself! Well, it worked :) I got to move down the next afternoon, and our family was complete again! <span style="font-weight: bold;">So happy!!! </span></span><span style="font-size:130%;">Sidenote: I am so grateful for my husband, he is the most amazing man I know, and the most incredible daddy to our little girl. I've always called him my rock and my happy place because he keeps me grounded and can make me happy no matter what. He was so amazing during the whole thing---but he told me I'm NEVER allowed to scare him like that again... Oh I love him so much! </span><span style="font-size:130%;">And I know little Maisy ADORES him... She loves to stare at him and melts in his arms (kinda like her mommy). And we can't figure it out but she LOVES sucking on his, ONLY HIS, finger... so funny! We are so lucky to have this man in our lives :)<br /><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioOvfP2y4VjxQdsV5NqoJA2dTtKReoyq11mpkJocnHUCU8VCZuLahawGYpW4s1OzbYTCRv2ViR1i3lH4TqRHYS2a1BlnvDGVRo5GomFPyhwQ0P44VFYInUjoa_mMWSkYBS7Hn99VhCV-I/s1600/177f33b92b2e4f58be809597c94ec744_7.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioOvfP2y4VjxQdsV5NqoJA2dTtKReoyq11mpkJocnHUCU8VCZuLahawGYpW4s1OzbYTCRv2ViR1i3lH4TqRHYS2a1BlnvDGVRo5GomFPyhwQ0P44VFYInUjoa_mMWSkYBS7Hn99VhCV-I/s400/177f33b92b2e4f58be809597c94ec744_7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623074137744187906" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;">Anyway, we had to stay at the hospital a few more days so we were so grateful for the amazing support from our family and friends who did so much for us through prayers, service, and even just bringing us food or coming by to visit. We LOVE you!!! And seriously, our doctors and nurses (minus one...) were SO amazing! We could not have asked for better/kinder people to be working with us!<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxsGRJ-G9pS3HInm2qkclDM9tv3PFxFilxlgDzofYzQBwoQA1_BVrtTmhplRCFz1NtPlYbAzuJv3AmpZWqwscwtHDXFX9UXIBlYOfdrJvEXwboMJz7qg3p_fdqC1b9xHAxtFSbEGtXic8/s1600/IMG_5121.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxsGRJ-G9pS3HInm2qkclDM9tv3PFxFilxlgDzofYzQBwoQA1_BVrtTmhplRCFz1NtPlYbAzuJv3AmpZWqwscwtHDXFX9UXIBlYOfdrJvEXwboMJz7qg3p_fdqC1b9xHAxtFSbEGtXic8/s1600/IMG_5121.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:78%;">my mom, so happy to be a grandma</span><br /></div><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjrNLUeAzd0uJer_zDAc4vg8I_8rMEgEeByXuHjnamKwn0xkzNWo8fwliFHsXUsLnrP9q2Ffgch-sjS0oiN8BkYBXZ_a72bcCeOQT2WrG_4-lMRlT0kv1exN2UHvgFUTxRIxjSWNTtZB4/s1600/IMG_5152.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjrNLUeAzd0uJer_zDAc4vg8I_8rMEgEeByXuHjnamKwn0xkzNWo8fwliFHsXUsLnrP9q2Ffgch-sjS0oiN8BkYBXZ_a72bcCeOQT2WrG_4-lMRlT0kv1exN2UHvgFUTxRIxjSWNTtZB4/s1600/IMG_5152.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:78%;">going home, finally!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">We are so happy and have been so blessed since this sweet little girl joined our family.<span style="font-size:180%;"><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);">She is incredible and we love her soo much!</span></span></span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOJEFiY7BFok3_l3LaXL1zlkYdB0zzctyOvg0CShjpK1eOW3EnqUrnKsINWRjFXP0IjFa8QuF8QP7gLj0D_AnfoW2Ygeq8JKeU_yNoH6EAxXmxLUrN23JqHuDZoghUSaHpnlkgIu4_siw/s1600/b4cd92f992d94d899865892c381039af_7.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOJEFiY7BFok3_l3LaXL1zlkYdB0zzctyOvg0CShjpK1eOW3EnqUrnKsINWRjFXP0IjFa8QuF8QP7gLj0D_AnfoW2Ygeq8JKeU_yNoH6EAxXmxLUrN23JqHuDZoghUSaHpnlkgIu4_siw/s400/b4cd92f992d94d899865892c381039af_7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623074134851084626" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;">pure sweetness</span><br /></div>Angie Milnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14893531210956614621noreply@blogger.com27tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448716186464221285.post-87251147215731496262011-06-05T17:31:00.000-07:002011-06-05T22:36:21.532-07:00getting closer...<span style="font-size:130%;"> <br />Those of you that tried to convince me that the last month of pregnancy is kind of miserable, I fully believe you now... I heard it multiple times, but I just ignored it, thinking I would be fine. I mean, I did really well pretty much my entire pregnancy. Not too much sickness, just a little more tired and picky than anything. Well, I was wrong... The last two weeks have been pretty hard for me: my feet are BEYOND swollen (If you were to judge from the knees down, I'd look like I've gained maybe 200 pounds), my back is always aching, I can not get comfortable for more than 2 seconds, the word "sleep" is no longer in my vocabulary, I pee more times a day than I can count, and all I really want is for my sweet baby to be here already... It's torture.<br /><br />Okay, now I'm ready to focus on the positive :) We're only about 2 weeks away from my due date: June 21st. That's only 9 days before Stu is done with school FOR GOOD!!! He has one last class that he is cramming in to the month of June, so that he can be finished and spend more time with baby girl and I. Last semester he took 7 classes! I am so grateful for him and his hard work. He is still working full time and then completing this night class that keeps him in a lab until 10pm every weeknight. Sometimes I'm mean and try to beg him to stay home so I don't have to be alone... I just have to remember he's doing it all for us, and that at the end of the next three weeks, I will have him all to my self again- NO MORE SCHOOL EVER!<br /><br />Other good news: The Dr checked me again on Friday and there is some progression! I am now at 3cm and almost 90% effaced! I asked him if that meant I would be going a little earlier and he said, "well, you could go into labor in 5 minutes or you could still carry full term..." that was <span style="font-style: italic;">not</span> the news I was wanting to hear after being in the office for almost THREE HOURS (I had to get another ultrasound and NST to make sure everything was alright). All I know is that some progress is better than nothing and I am happy for the extra 1.5cm :)<br /><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4FHf0DAJlqFkhLn_6cX-jSfW84_59K0OGrO6cuR6G63NVHuWaerZDC2imEu5x0hq6aJuYoNZsR1pWn_49HvOZSzPIYL89FiBXJu5PQRCTfj47FX-6o4sSr5KOHGkxxF5DwkwM67JE3XE/s1600/-1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4FHf0DAJlqFkhLn_6cX-jSfW84_59K0OGrO6cuR6G63NVHuWaerZDC2imEu5x0hq6aJuYoNZsR1pWn_49HvOZSzPIYL89FiBXJu5PQRCTfj47FX-6o4sSr5KOHGkxxF5DwkwM67JE3XE/s400/-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614914620410716338" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">3D image of our sweet girl from Friday... doesn't she look extremely squished in there??? I just <span style="font-weight: bold;">love</span> her chubby cheeks!<br /><br /></div>Angie Milnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14893531210956614621noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448716186464221285.post-12476929349389957462011-06-02T09:16:00.000-07:002011-06-02T13:38:28.517-07:00baby shower<span style="font-size:130%;"><br />My absolutely AMAZING sister-in-laws (Avery, Julie and Laurisa) and mother-in-law Joann planned a baby shower for me last month. Everything was incredible! I am so grateful for them, it was beyond perfect!</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD69SvrxF20khIXvqaFYzah86GYKV1Z2CtJzlblGMCcrs_Vt4jQJFiDfb0ZmAbx770Q59ocvjKIKkauJdBuR1rfwyyVIfnKA3C85zfvt-wmSdm16vMW6QvICoDI1wG7H8c7kjoPIWa9dI/s1600/IMG_4744.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 512px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD69SvrxF20khIXvqaFYzah86GYKV1Z2CtJzlblGMCcrs_Vt4jQJFiDfb0ZmAbx770Q59ocvjKIKkauJdBuR1rfwyyVIfnKA3C85zfvt-wmSdm16vMW6QvICoDI1wG7H8c7kjoPIWa9dI/s1600/IMG_4744.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">The decoration set-up was so TO-DIE-FOR cute, the food was amazing, and I'm so glad so many friends and family were able to make it out for the shower to make it so special :) it was so fun!</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy99PXfPG0V94jl7wff_FsSp0_UIjqeBHK_q_BwdkTQgK6iR1xooNlCewH0ptCwo1ppT6hcBhvENtSpy8g6iHFTCpyev-1Hne7xKPBshgzxE3opmyoCZoxzLHuhHcJT1fXCSBMO5tk8bw/s1600/IMG_4742.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 563px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy99PXfPG0V94jl7wff_FsSp0_UIjqeBHK_q_BwdkTQgK6iR1xooNlCewH0ptCwo1ppT6hcBhvENtSpy8g6iHFTCpyev-1Hne7xKPBshgzxE3opmyoCZoxzLHuhHcJT1fXCSBMO5tk8bw/s1600/IMG_4742.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Ave hosted the party in her beautiful house, so many people commented on how gorgeous her home was! Ave and I made a few of the decorations (pom-poms and doily banner) and got everything set up :) I think it turned out super cute!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGmeK7v11T1I0W2hnI0WM8IVEspLT5ZaD5mWVpwGIDnntnsLUEmEHOLECfyVrp7ltvTm71dPqNnslfSoPAjuhlNM8zzXlNL1dq_JlMzU1fjPlIaGVxHPwLudJby2wopCoNFnjRWD4MLRs/s1600/IMG_5002.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 700px; height: 467px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGmeK7v11T1I0W2hnI0WM8IVEspLT5ZaD5mWVpwGIDnntnsLUEmEHOLECfyVrp7ltvTm71dPqNnslfSoPAjuhlNM8zzXlNL1dq_JlMzU1fjPlIaGVxHPwLudJby2wopCoNFnjRWD4MLRs/s1600/IMG_5002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXmS4FCtt4acOPkBrWIvJr1EOLK6FWLR4vbujEHIIetxoCRcL4O9WWOICW9Na7dMBvIaU5Bx8ffBn9BgHybC6uqSVKo-kTLovr7tmz6rZvmtxFuWKZj8gYnGpzDqEiLZEgOFU_j2n_K9c/s1600/IMG_5011.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 533px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXmS4FCtt4acOPkBrWIvJr1EOLK6FWLR4vbujEHIIetxoCRcL4O9WWOICW9Na7dMBvIaU5Bx8ffBn9BgHybC6uqSVKo-kTLovr7tmz6rZvmtxFuWKZj8gYnGpzDqEiLZEgOFU_j2n_K9c/s1600/IMG_5011.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Stu's sister Julie MADE this cake the night before the shower (with no previous experience in using fondant) and it was so CUTE! Everyone was asking about it and we all told her she should start making cakes to sell! Isn't it incredible??? Wayyy too good to eat!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8IeO_ggOgN2-JkPp0hxulRCyBx_srw7QBK395pS_7IErhNCm2Yu2b_7_QEJpLLHJv2iqyf8XOQH-RKOf7jj8v9KdmzVznWR-tnArUoMVyWh9QrHYB95CiqA9T4T4kBW_A49nvCuCT6pw/s1600/IMG_4788.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 900px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8IeO_ggOgN2-JkPp0hxulRCyBx_srw7QBK395pS_7IErhNCm2Yu2b_7_QEJpLLHJv2iqyf8XOQH-RKOf7jj8v9KdmzVznWR-tnArUoMVyWh9QrHYB95CiqA9T4T4kBW_A49nvCuCT6pw/s1600/IMG_4788.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Stu's mom holding her most recent grandbaby Ruthie. She is the one behind most of the recipes for the amazing food we had at the shower. She even made her famous homemade rolls for the chicken salad, SOOOO good!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipqcGTU9Gpa2NsFirZvxO0Mc4SSPuQ-YYHYJO37gIPQXF9O4b40Cubhk7U_tIl2C9rB5bf1vTtEos2OgSCYzWbKgZ0sHO9UuInKwRR87W26ViOwn595mMjihY-ayOoV2EAa_m4yMPjstA/s1600/IMG_5008.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 900px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipqcGTU9Gpa2NsFirZvxO0Mc4SSPuQ-YYHYJO37gIPQXF9O4b40Cubhk7U_tIl2C9rB5bf1vTtEos2OgSCYzWbKgZ0sHO9UuInKwRR87W26ViOwn595mMjihY-ayOoV2EAa_m4yMPjstA/s1600/IMG_5008.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>my sisters :) they helped a lot during the shower, I just love them. I was a little teary in this photo...<br /><span style="font-size:85%;">(does anyone remember how flat-chested I was before I got pregnant? well apparently so, because a few people made a point to tell me how boobylicious I was looking at the shower! haha! mmhmm you can bet one of the perks of pregnancy was getting out of the little girls section to go bra shopping haha... Stu doesn't mind either ;) not one bit)</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNDmjM8OQ3aiItHGd5j9NdbsiFoP-LhC40WJoYEOSMlrmMCAgJRqi08-I6P_jCYZzLOYClAkbv-NxaD9FX40yuvzaZbOJvtQ4PSJIq8dgYrD2R5NAOKkqo6Oj2XIk7AwrB8aRFKdKJ-O8/s1600/IMG_4772.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 599px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNDmjM8OQ3aiItHGd5j9NdbsiFoP-LhC40WJoYEOSMlrmMCAgJRqi08-I6P_jCYZzLOYClAkbv-NxaD9FX40yuvzaZbOJvtQ4PSJIq8dgYrD2R5NAOKkqo6Oj2XIk7AwrB8aRFKdKJ-O8/s1600/IMG_4772.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>A few of my dear friends from work! I really wish I had done better at getting pictures with people who came... I only have a few and I didn't even get a picture with my mom! :(<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsTNqBDbT0LHupQxKEq6egI7C9NBmcjTMU-7CB2IhHOCeLdls9vyPZ194HNVZh4RPp_rMbpK5FViRXi3L7SC4p_qCZdye4oHmIuk2z1Z6p5XRoAZOE6mbaVLMBGcyG-Y8m-DfT7uMtIfY/s1600/IMG_4781.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 541px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsTNqBDbT0LHupQxKEq6egI7C9NBmcjTMU-7CB2IhHOCeLdls9vyPZ194HNVZh4RPp_rMbpK5FViRXi3L7SC4p_qCZdye4oHmIuk2z1Z6p5XRoAZOE6mbaVLMBGcyG-Y8m-DfT7uMtIfY/s1600/IMG_4781.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieGolimGCPK_vCR35W69cmwLRdeyjNpvB_CX7Ntm7n1ni6vYY4BObqVoT36DilsPFASA1jhWjzG5O5WiVyZBORc94KtJI7a5FOfQ1pDRkET91oTA6CQ6KI_TkaMOq7m6rehTBm8fO_b9g/s1600/IMG_4798.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 533px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieGolimGCPK_vCR35W69cmwLRdeyjNpvB_CX7Ntm7n1ni6vYY4BObqVoT36DilsPFASA1jhWjzG5O5WiVyZBORc94KtJI7a5FOfQ1pDRkET91oTA6CQ6KI_TkaMOq7m6rehTBm8fO_b9g/s1600/IMG_4798.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Opening the gifts was the most awkward part for me... I'm not a huge fan of being the center of attention and I got SO HOT opening all those presents! Good thing most everyone was focused on the super cute stuff for baby Milne and not me :)<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvsdJNuVIQ6E4CXaczLhOAEvHBA28-GlTTlbJu0yF-Zm_xV5qeGlimB4YAoTn2oLv_sKuBs68T7fkKCOYhL-rmo6WGEVGpXgWIIdapAZi0s5ZAzrmYDxJH73oxQAiDQpn-H0Hx5VDb1_0/s1600/IMG_4857.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 900px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvsdJNuVIQ6E4CXaczLhOAEvHBA28-GlTTlbJu0yF-Zm_xV5qeGlimB4YAoTn2oLv_sKuBs68T7fkKCOYhL-rmo6WGEVGpXgWIIdapAZi0s5ZAzrmYDxJH73oxQAiDQpn-H0Hx5VDb1_0/s1600/IMG_4857.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>I just thought this picture was funny. Apparently I'm really excited about the cute bee feet on this onesie...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicVmfn43DtCjv4Jhyy4jS3SDnIoIII8JXBvmF6pnYvdyDN2I1VFDurTbEOXj-VvCS7X8VFDRfeG2eevMSdM4RLdGYKSnIV55lTMi6SsQaOwR8x6zbb-1zNNLm6Iy0c1-dxQP4Ax2GDcEk/s1600/IMG_4992.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 573px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicVmfn43DtCjv4Jhyy4jS3SDnIoIII8JXBvmF6pnYvdyDN2I1VFDurTbEOXj-VvCS7X8VFDRfeG2eevMSdM4RLdGYKSnIV55lTMi6SsQaOwR8x6zbb-1zNNLm6Iy0c1-dxQP4Ax2GDcEk/s1600/IMG_4992.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>so cute! I love all of the outfits we got and can't wait to put them on our little girl! There were so many cute things, Stu had to make three or four trips to get everything out to the car! I kind of lost it at the end of the shower, I just felt so overwhelmed with all my emotions... So happy and so grateful for such great friends and family and the support they have given us.<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixhehaRiFn5hb-HM7h120hKiY2q6IiCpciU4i97HZzfCuRzxOdcB3aH3rU4DndCV-YIcIDhKFGWIWXiI2R1fpEmD5I-W5wcxKe-VvctR0W_82NrrnvCGuuI4gvuXNrxm2Q9m7Ch7Z4cwY/s1600/IMG_5014.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 533px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixhehaRiFn5hb-HM7h120hKiY2q6IiCpciU4i97HZzfCuRzxOdcB3aH3rU4DndCV-YIcIDhKFGWIWXiI2R1fpEmD5I-W5wcxKe-VvctR0W_82NrrnvCGuuI4gvuXNrxm2Q9m7Ch7Z4cwY/s1600/IMG_5014.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfDaLXhgDIJ5rfYDo2tEU7tgtVZXvDjqJVLT3-CJSwPXeybJcPJmdGgn6Q2HYzrPN1Cbauf_oCw7ob-pE0SLLxSk8s3GSXdIfE9chpUWPFlnMHIvKVo2oNAloqgScqQiCfQ0I8gGUv5mc/s1600/IMG_5018.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 585px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfDaLXhgDIJ5rfYDo2tEU7tgtVZXvDjqJVLT3-CJSwPXeybJcPJmdGgn6Q2HYzrPN1Cbauf_oCw7ob-pE0SLLxSk8s3GSXdIfE9chpUWPFlnMHIvKVo2oNAloqgScqQiCfQ0I8gGUv5mc/s1600/IMG_5018.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">The amazing ladies behind the prettiest party I could ask for :) I love you all SO much and am so SO grateful for all you did to make it so perfect! Everything was absolutely beautiful (and delicious!). And thank you so much to all who came - I am so grateful for your friendship and love (and the cute gifts!) you made the day so wonderful!<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;">ONLY THREE MORE WEEKS TILL BABY MILNE IS HERE!!! SO EXCITED!!!</span><br />ps I have another appointment this Friday, but last week I was measuring at 1.5cm and 80% effaced! She's getting ready!<br /></div>Angie Milnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14893531210956614621noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448716186464221285.post-75812832420243507132011-05-16T22:01:00.001-07:002011-05-16T22:07:29.835-07:0035 weeks<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZz2YeY8FJUhbL_tEeYUYTkJ2IiSeSLXS3zQh5hgtVriVCfcU9H8KpzzVGn4o0HnH_wKsCIAyqahTRx9DI9-AE8pdrAj3J4hmw-B8N9kb5VpmOP0JvTdY4PncfDDGbHHxIO9YLE_qv0zI/s1600/IMG_4316.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 533px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZz2YeY8FJUhbL_tEeYUYTkJ2IiSeSLXS3zQh5hgtVriVCfcU9H8KpzzVGn4o0HnH_wKsCIAyqahTRx9DI9-AE8pdrAj3J4hmw-B8N9kb5VpmOP0JvTdY4PncfDDGbHHxIO9YLE_qv0zI/s1600/IMG_4316.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;">my sister took some pictures of us after church yesterday... love love love.<br />only 5 more weeks!!! we can't wait!<br /></span><br /></div>Angie Milnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14893531210956614621noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448716186464221285.post-56053047128552180362011-05-10T20:53:00.001-07:002011-05-10T21:23:28.510-07:00my babies are growing up...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC1VeIgHoBwXrlEuiIP7gt9597va9PijCtUgbLi6pkx9F3-fee9alzEOZfcKgjPsUkehsL8n9r9NKFj76hkvDtF3Nju8lO8nPO7iSqo9vjnjS-e975USQsVoDbGht9-bnNkq5kUlITM6o/s1600/IMG_4122.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 533px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC1VeIgHoBwXrlEuiIP7gt9597va9PijCtUgbLi6pkx9F3-fee9alzEOZfcKgjPsUkehsL8n9r9NKFj76hkvDtF3Nju8lO8nPO7iSqo9vjnjS-e975USQsVoDbGht9-bnNkq5kUlITM6o/s1600/IMG_4122.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTMTqYFIVmYQEQuBNoNZq5faGzL_yBdA9K-Qp6sKgB-1iSYtdvmEHO6bwrcJgjj5fYnLhlrDjmPyl9Q3YZjplM9HY33pcW9RFoHUyENATiaJf-Dwd1_sIEE2s3nn3jIqVYoDfiQvwpq2I/s1600/IMG_4191.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 900px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTMTqYFIVmYQEQuBNoNZq5faGzL_yBdA9K-Qp6sKgB-1iSYtdvmEHO6bwrcJgjj5fYnLhlrDjmPyl9Q3YZjplM9HY33pcW9RFoHUyENATiaJf-Dwd1_sIEE2s3nn3jIqVYoDfiQvwpq2I/s1600/IMG_4191.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW8RtBL9Wd4hoGnk0MwZerLDPtzrMSTjqA8776ND6t_TE5Chyphenhyphenjek6Zzt8L5sgyjEd6oL8GzgxL0yKTItg6PvjSEz1QVy-vovb9RIitSq7wRvK26D6uDm38WW6yweP7wwbykF_1vkA1_HY/s1600/bwjamie.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 900px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW8RtBL9Wd4hoGnk0MwZerLDPtzrMSTjqA8776ND6t_TE5Chyphenhyphenjek6Zzt8L5sgyjEd6oL8GzgxL0yKTItg6PvjSEz1QVy-vovb9RIitSq7wRvK26D6uDm38WW6yweP7wwbykF_1vkA1_HY/s1600/bwjamie.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC1VeIgHoBwXrlEuiIP7gt9597va9PijCtUgbLi6pkx9F3-fee9alzEOZfcKgjPsUkehsL8n9r9NKFj76hkvDtF3Nju8lO8nPO7iSqo9vjnjS-e975USQsVoDbGht9-bnNkq5kUlITM6o/s1600/IMG_4122.jpg"><br /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSKid2iltyH9R2HfySjRjCCQVJwwVvyPsaM2LDHC_lT9EMx9TENsHSUQlPp70dpT8NBIRGn_ure2PXXWRbg-_sAW5uVNEyqoMwsGMhpXTUfAsyJELCyKFHsEZc7w2ceyE8pzsrZiqIag4/s1600/IMG_4251.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 900px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSKid2iltyH9R2HfySjRjCCQVJwwVvyPsaM2LDHC_lT9EMx9TENsHSUQlPp70dpT8NBIRGn_ure2PXXWRbg-_sAW5uVNEyqoMwsGMhpXTUfAsyJELCyKFHsEZc7w2ceyE8pzsrZiqIag4/s1600/IMG_4251.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA0GxKsATvkuNv5bApSfl0qxuL3lzGAA10WU5hPudSduwmiMLlxym_31JQ4Rn8WdLlo5cJgmuqPnXUoV-iKq7ib2Nmx_L9-rNUrNZhciUKNBvmscQuGXFWafw86dJjZKa9iDWgoNygPPQ/s1600/bluewalljam.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 900px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA0GxKsATvkuNv5bApSfl0qxuL3lzGAA10WU5hPudSduwmiMLlxym_31JQ4Rn8WdLlo5cJgmuqPnXUoV-iKq7ib2Nmx_L9-rNUrNZhciUKNBvmscQuGXFWafw86dJjZKa9iDWgoNygPPQ/s1600/bluewalljam.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbbIYaBI4hQFNEE9RoEl8gsJjh-b5Ew8DPcinAkUSpgcGQovpfEPmTamojowrBiE6kW0sSX-FL_3mRf9lEUPAImIpSFGCrNV5_PY7V7kLVCs9oLDc6RJU4mGWC-JfirfLjBswkY6Ahms8/s1600/IMG_4194.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 900px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbbIYaBI4hQFNEE9RoEl8gsJjh-b5Ew8DPcinAkUSpgcGQovpfEPmTamojowrBiE6kW0sSX-FL_3mRf9lEUPAImIpSFGCrNV5_PY7V7kLVCs9oLDc6RJU4mGWC-JfirfLjBswkY6Ahms8/s1600/IMG_4194.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">I can't believe it... My baby sister is graduating and heading off to college next month. How did this happen? My sisters are honestly my very best friends. It's so true when they say, "when a sister is born, so is a lifelong friend." I love them so much. This weekend was so fun, I spent so much time with Jams, taking her senior pics (probably my last photo session for a while...) and getting her ready for prom. But that's nothing new, we always have such good times together. Love you to the moon Jammers.. and I'm in complete denial that you are leaving in a month. Boo. </span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;">could she be any more beautiful? honestly...<br /></span></div>Angie Milnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14893531210956614621noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448716186464221285.post-2650418730060977092011-05-09T18:11:00.000-07:002011-05-09T18:16:56.883-07:00lately...<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">tired</span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" > </span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" >is my middle name.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">yes my friends, the third trimester has definitely hit me like a big ol' semi-truck, and i feel like all i am is ex-haust-ed.<br /><br />any tips for getting my energy levels up? i can hardly keep my eyes open once 3pm rolls around...<br /><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"></span></div>Angie Milnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14893531210956614621noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448716186464221285.post-75059755562158128532011-05-04T20:00:00.000-07:002011-05-04T20:05:02.282-07:00funny<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;">i saw this on my brothers facebook and could not stop laughing.<br /></span></div><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">"Has anyone started looking for Bin Laden's horcruxes yet? Someone should probably get on that, I bet he has a few."</span><br /><br />Stu didn't really laugh, so maybe it wasn't as funny as I thought...</span><br /><br /><br /></div>Angie Milnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14893531210956614621noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448716186464221285.post-85806095249509587512011-04-29T08:09:00.000-07:002011-04-29T11:33:28.136-07:00I'm 23!!!Yesterday, someone asked me how old I am, in the "you are so young, how could you be pregnant" kind of way... I shocked myself when I said, "Oh I'm not that young, I'm 23." Wait WHAT??? I'm 23? Yep, I'm still getting used to it I guess. Although I wasn't too excited for the big 2-3, Stu and other family and friends made sure it was a GREAT birthday and helped me celebrate all week long!<br /><br />Stu had class on my actual birthday, so he took me out to dinner the night before! We went to Anzio's Landing for the first time, it was so neat! It was a cute place, and the coolest part was that we could see the planes taking off and landing right outside the window!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0AWdY5Fu5oMuK0CpkD6HMykdhzHKiwr06cbI4tXFAg5MJsNmZh2h8D8Pvd51Wtm1NTgDU6DCZv8V6Siyj58gfcCONJXp_2-dSmWq62oxjqnqE7uDCIJPURzZn5-ncKJlX9-jzC66zSwA/s1600/IMG_5988.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 600px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0AWdY5Fu5oMuK0CpkD6HMykdhzHKiwr06cbI4tXFAg5MJsNmZh2h8D8Pvd51Wtm1NTgDU6DCZv8V6Siyj58gfcCONJXp_2-dSmWq62oxjqnqE7uDCIJPURzZn5-ncKJlX9-jzC66zSwA/s1600/IMG_5988.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">All I wanted to do after was register for baby stuff (we're just sooo excited!) so we went to Target and went a little crazy :)<br /></div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhpsXROFmpKUiQMtvw7n9BVHBJPmnp2VSA_wUeE8ROIlEy_oIA9zfODrCyExzJmnutsdZqJgvgB9KfqpC0iHXxCONXD_LWdyYQuBP2fsCoq85bKBJVkMnSUAFEWT6foFeYl0WQ3o4uTqc/s1600/Picnik+collage1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 737px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhpsXROFmpKUiQMtvw7n9BVHBJPmnp2VSA_wUeE8ROIlEy_oIA9zfODrCyExzJmnutsdZqJgvgB9KfqpC0iHXxCONXD_LWdyYQuBP2fsCoq85bKBJVkMnSUAFEWT6foFeYl0WQ3o4uTqc/s1600/Picnik+collage1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>My actual birthday was a little more low-key, but so much fun! We had a little fiesta at work, Stu took me out for dessert on his lunch break, went and got pedicures with Danie, and a group of friends from work went to the Easter Pageant together! It was so fun! Plus, I was FINALLY able to open my presents from Stu (he wouldn't let me open them early :( little stinker) Then on Thursday, Stu's mom and sister took me to Mill Ave to see Atlas Shrugged (my favorite book-they finally made a movie out of it!) and to dinner. The movie was great, and I loved chatting and enjoying a night out with two of my favorite ladies!<br /><br />We had a little weekend getaway planned at the Arizona Grand, seriously so FUN! We were in agreement that it was one of the best trips we've ever taken, and it was only 20 minutes away from home! The resort is amazing, it has a sweet water park, nice and spacious rooms, delicious food, and beautiful grounds! We will definitely be going back. We stayed two nights, so Stu left work a little early Friday so we could play at the waterpark an extra day!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgVg_k77iK5-W9r_cPfoKCb5ySO1fZ8rCg61ipu5PYL67bpoteNu9m5c-Kyd5NwLvQFsSodnIU4ZdkTyFytUA_bwZw5DKxKREVepyW3vVdqZNQhAzyWC76TqjYEjsSCbzy_1Pr0D6UW2I/s1600/IMG_5996.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 930px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgVg_k77iK5-W9r_cPfoKCb5ySO1fZ8rCg61ipu5PYL67bpoteNu9m5c-Kyd5NwLvQFsSodnIU4ZdkTyFytUA_bwZw5DKxKREVepyW3vVdqZNQhAzyWC76TqjYEjsSCbzy_1Pr0D6UW2I/s1600/IMG_5996.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">We floated the lazy river, got some sun, and Stu went on the slides!<br /></div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDYoAziKZxj6wj8RWkCVkHC01AcMG5ceO3-HBW955KblYCnzowZi93SKYeqFWMpQMtnD0nnn7hypsdt0KgqYbN6thgqEFu9F20grsTG96g0STb6CwA_CF0MS7KMoEcYtme0b8B0RrGNWY/s1600/IMG_5998.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDYoAziKZxj6wj8RWkCVkHC01AcMG5ceO3-HBW955KblYCnzowZi93SKYeqFWMpQMtnD0nnn7hypsdt0KgqYbN6thgqEFu9F20grsTG96g0STb6CwA_CF0MS7KMoEcYtme0b8B0RrGNWY/s1600/IMG_5998.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglmOezThUq30afj9e6955HhlggpKa95WeS3wtmf8RBBYtYwh-XWzHU6N-nrsJlqSOXD53pdr8UDXpi494mu9PQXs5zrr_Ax3a-iS1TkyE9ViQq5NV1JYfFQJQExNhyphenhyphenJpVSl83_fCsA1DY/s1600/IMG_6006.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglmOezThUq30afj9e6955HhlggpKa95WeS3wtmf8RBBYtYwh-XWzHU6N-nrsJlqSOXD53pdr8UDXpi494mu9PQXs5zrr_Ax3a-iS1TkyE9ViQq5NV1JYfFQJQExNhyphenhyphenJpVSl83_fCsA1DY/s1600/IMG_6006.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Stu even let me get pampered at the spa while he worked on his homework :) Ahh we never wanted to leave!<br /></div><br />We ended the birthday celebrations at Benihana (did you know they give you $30 off your meal the month of your birthday?) it has been a tradition for us ever since we got married, so we couldn't miss it! We love it!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuN-If9ssj-KKV1Dv96XZIzM_c7P68lhsB6ZNomAPXXgl7n4yuOCIgM9gc4C54PGKdJaL8m6C0o6BG68grDLvY19z4ArJDlKB6HhPNoXHqBoSxjDeao0m7cAUqXSoiDBE1h9O7letrnio/s1600/IMG_6026.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 600px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuN-If9ssj-KKV1Dv96XZIzM_c7P68lhsB6ZNomAPXXgl7n4yuOCIgM9gc4C54PGKdJaL8m6C0o6BG68grDLvY19z4ArJDlKB6HhPNoXHqBoSxjDeao0m7cAUqXSoiDBE1h9O7letrnio/s1600/IMG_6026.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Needless to say, I had a GREAT birthday :) So grateful for the wonderful people in my life that helped make it memorable!</div>Angie Milnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14893531210956614621noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448716186464221285.post-90259391436958213802011-04-18T21:45:00.001-07:002011-04-19T06:55:16.478-07:00baby girl milne<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ9TqGfnDubgOZuMx34RrS_ASfQZJlLhzVXHEuVifSvajOUN0LQ6uk-fchy_RrIL4ZIG5hSWWDYBeVHZIll7WULFktVjjO93DCq3rhzhVpFBJM9Az1UerEPqKdpnTqKo0VdO3olKPuLlE/s1600/-7.jpg"><br /></a><span style="font-size:130%;">We had our 3D ultrasound last week to get a sneak peek at our beautiful little miss! Oh my gosh, we are so obsessed with her sweet little face!!! I carry a few photos of her with me everywhere I go, and can't help but look at her a couple times a day. She is beautiful. I can't wait for her to be here, only 9 more weeks until my due date! It's so wonderful/scary/exciting to know that she will be with us in just two more months! I can't wait till I can kiss these chubby cheeks and love on those cute little fingers and toes. </span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ9TqGfnDubgOZuMx34RrS_ASfQZJlLhzVXHEuVifSvajOUN0LQ6uk-fchy_RrIL4ZIG5hSWWDYBeVHZIll7WULFktVjjO93DCq3rhzhVpFBJM9Az1UerEPqKdpnTqKo0VdO3olKPuLlE/s1600/-7.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ9TqGfnDubgOZuMx34RrS_ASfQZJlLhzVXHEuVifSvajOUN0LQ6uk-fchy_RrIL4ZIG5hSWWDYBeVHZIll7WULFktVjjO93DCq3rhzhVpFBJM9Az1UerEPqKdpnTqKo0VdO3olKPuLlE/s1600/-7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&ik=1e0524792e&view=att&th=12f50e0790fed568&attid=0.1&disp=inline&zw"><br /></a><span style="font-size:130%;">She tried to keep her face covered with her sweet little hands for most of the ultrasound, the little stinker... But our ultrasound tech Michelle (who we absolutely LOVE!) was persistent and stuck with us for over an hour to get some photos of her face. I'm soo glad she did! You can't really tell from these pictures, but she definitely had some chunky little arms, so so so cute!!! </span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm0c745dC224WSjID5Emxqhx9isVvaDkxPDaxLPK0zI00hHdqHr73ofg3FEn9DYrFOlo403lIMbBPHtFNOO0sRe9LYk3JuPgZJ2po7yAIN93848mFBNyZboFWv6k4ThK7RBfjxn3iabZI/s1600/-8.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm0c745dC224WSjID5Emxqhx9isVvaDkxPDaxLPK0zI00hHdqHr73ofg3FEn9DYrFOlo403lIMbBPHtFNOO0sRe9LYk3JuPgZJ2po7yAIN93848mFBNyZboFWv6k4ThK7RBfjxn3iabZI/s1600/-8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&ik=1e0524792e&view=att&th=12f50e0790fed568&attid=0.3&disp=inline&zw"><br /></a><div style="text-align: center;">how cute is this??? she is totally sucking her thumb! At my 20 week ultrasound she was doing the same thing! I think it is so precious.<br /></div><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />I feel like we got a little glimpse of her personality at this last appointment... A teensy bit stubborn, but totally and completely sweet. (stu says the stubborn side comes from me) When she finally did show her sweet face, she was all smiles and completely melted our hearts. I can already tell that this little girl is going to get anything she wants from her daddy... Can you tell that we are already completely in love with this little girl? We just can't wait to meet her!<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Also excited about... My birthday!</span> I turn <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">23</span></span> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" >tomorrow! So crazy!!!<br /><br /></span></div>Angie Milnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14893531210956614621noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448716186464221285.post-5082984612379119532011-04-17T07:43:00.000-07:002011-04-17T22:29:42.914-07:00pat's run 2011<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQAhb700W_rZBVem5mafdDmZGGQj9XmP9FaXaZPImaQVEOXQPypqyF-T4npBTwZOg7BLYQfiLEIxEduYa2KMAmtrH5lmi6w3gcDDcyi0rPA8qN62xdINXFn6fnXp6xQm27HJpX6vOYFAY/s1600/-3.jpg"><br /></a><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:180%;">We did it!!! </span>Team Milne (plus a couple of outstanding stand-ins) went out and completed Pat's Run for the 3rd year in a row! We missed Tan and Ave and their little ones since they are having a blast at the happiest place on earth right now- so fun! My sister Jamie took Avery's place and Julie's friend Troy ran for Tanner. It was so much fun!<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQAhb700W_rZBVem5mafdDmZGGQj9XmP9FaXaZPImaQVEOXQPypqyF-T4npBTwZOg7BLYQfiLEIxEduYa2KMAmtrH5lmi6w3gcDDcyi0rPA8qN62xdINXFn6fnXp6xQm27HJpX6vOYFAY/s1600/-3.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQAhb700W_rZBVem5mafdDmZGGQj9XmP9FaXaZPImaQVEOXQPypqyF-T4npBTwZOg7BLYQfiLEIxEduYa2KMAmtrH5lmi6w3gcDDcyi0rPA8qN62xdINXFn6fnXp6xQm27HJpX6vOYFAY/s1600/-3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:100%;">(stu, angie and baby milne</span>- <span style="font-size:100%;">our little family out for a run)</span><br /></div><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">As predicted, this year was not too easy for me as I had baby Milne along with me for the ride... Stu didn't expect much out of me (I don't know if that's a good thing or not). He didn't even plan on me running any of the 4.2 miles and was excited for a nice little stroll along the course with me. Well, I've never been one to sit anything out and I was so pumped when we got to the starting line! It's hard not be when you see so many people running for such great causes! I told him I wanted to run as much as possible, so we settled on a nice easy pace that really couldn't be called a "jog" maybe more like a bouncy walk... My competitive nature set in a little too, so I had Stu time us on his fancy runners watch. Our time ended up being <span style="font-weight: bold;">57 mins 40 seconds</span> (Stu stopped the timer for the almost 10 mins when we were stopped for a bathroom break at the halfway mark, it was hard running with this baby girl squishing my bladder with every bounce!) We "ran" most of the course, minus some of the inclines, and the spots where my friend Mr. Braxton Hicks decided he would like to join in on all the fun. I know my time isn't that great, but I am more proud of myself just for doing it. For crossing the finish line strong and doing the best I could. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Thankful List:</span></span><br />(because I know I could not have finished without these things)<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">-<span style="font-weight: bold;">my sweet husband</span> who I know was watching me every second to make sure I was okay, who supported me and ran by my side the whole time, who even told me that "<span style="font-style: italic;">these people probably don't understand why we're running slower because you don't look pregnant at all from the back!</span>" when we got a rude comment from a snappy jogger telling us to get out of the way... Oh, I could have kissed him right then!!! I am so lucky to have this man by my side through it all, he is my rock.<br />-<span style="font-weight: bold;">sweet strangers</span> who helped me along by offering encouraging remarks. One lady totally made my day with her nice comment, and it definitely gave me a major boost right when I needed it. I did get a couple funny looks and one or two kind-of-really-hurt-my-feelings comments, but overall it was a great experience!<br />-<span style="font-weight: bold;">porta-potties </span>at mile 2 that saved my life! And the lady who pushed me to the front of the line after waiting a while behind the twenty other people that were needing to use them. I felt bad cutting, but heaven knows I probably couldn't hold it another second!<br />-<span style="font-weight: bold;">"MORE" by Usher</span>, I played it three times in a row on a particularly hard stretch. Such a great song to run to!<br />-people running while carrying the flag, and the troop of soldiers that ran together that offered up so much inspiration to Stu and I. It was hard not to get choked up when they ran by.<br />-and last but not least, we are so grateful to Mama J aka Joann Milne for getting us out to this event every year. She is responsible for putting it all together so that we can run it as a family. Isn't she awesome for running this every year?!! We love you Jodie!!!<br /></span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ-Iag2ITlSxBUZm59xvqCbNeRSwBOhSJwDaZ1ID0cn7o0du_FfpZymkzlHA-4Buwin4ta9T19w24dCrLYxxFbjNYkod-Fek6JNQkkaxN0Oobn2t-HaIIsjy3crRcWn461zvx3AN96Y8U/s1600/-5.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ-Iag2ITlSxBUZm59xvqCbNeRSwBOhSJwDaZ1ID0cn7o0du_FfpZymkzlHA-4Buwin4ta9T19w24dCrLYxxFbjNYkod-Fek6JNQkkaxN0Oobn2t-HaIIsjy3crRcWn461zvx3AN96Y8U/s1600/-5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />ps thank you sweet friends for your comments on my last post. <span style="font-style: italic;">Seriously</span>, you are all SO nice! It totally gave me the confidence I needed to get out there and FLAUNT this cute belly :) Plus, I think I would have been wayyyy too hot with that extra t-shirt, holy cow it was hot yesterday!Angie Milnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14893531210956614621noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448716186464221285.post-60658410908450145092011-04-15T08:54:00.000-07:002011-04-29T11:34:06.871-07:00help?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbH3D6p01kiguxTaa9koUKJnoH40p-vULCxsY3LUVaO3AoEhfQoZKt-3QDNgBl4EElN6OH3wu8YtMfP1gKGsIPTftQqVHh0_6vLyohdBdmFbuX1MTQyfnMstyis1SZhyphenhyphenHjR-xBE718N2o/s1600/runmama.jpg"><br /></a>Tomorrow, Stu and I are doing Pat's Run (this will be our 3rd year!). I'm sure it will be a little different for me this year, seeing as I'm almost 7 months pregnant. Running with this baby belly would be a little difficult for me... But I'm still going to go out there and give it my best shot! My only question is, is it embarrassing for me to go out in public in my usual workout clothes? I'm debating if I should wear a shirt over the top of my tank this year... I just don't want to get weird looks when I'm walking around with my belly out! I sent these pics to Stu to get his input, but he's obviously used to seeing me like this...<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbH3D6p01kiguxTaa9koUKJnoH40p-vULCxsY3LUVaO3AoEhfQoZKt-3QDNgBl4EElN6OH3wu8YtMfP1gKGsIPTftQqVHh0_6vLyohdBdmFbuX1MTQyfnMstyis1SZhyphenhyphenHjR-xBE718N2o/s1600/runmama.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 700px; height: 353px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbH3D6p01kiguxTaa9koUKJnoH40p-vULCxsY3LUVaO3AoEhfQoZKt-3QDNgBl4EElN6OH3wu8YtMfP1gKGsIPTftQqVHh0_6vLyohdBdmFbuX1MTQyfnMstyis1SZhyphenhyphenHjR-xBE718N2o/s1600/runmama.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">What do you think?<br />Would you look at me funny?<br /><br /></span></span></div>Angie Milnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14893531210956614621noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448716186464221285.post-61237159197178566052011-04-08T15:26:00.000-07:002011-04-08T15:33:20.868-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;">IT'S FRIDAY!</span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">SO EXCITED!!!!!!!!!!!!</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw9g0MWWAZldkVl94R2s1X7YBJv4ex3Zihyphenhyphenjw8-MEIpDMfq8cDcTjjyg4sHCcIbLuW7gCv0FGecfS4zbzpx4snIjEGZkQDiNh2yXJHw8D87fri8CMc63YuuhnOmcI7w7kVUssAB6usCKY/s1600/excited_boy.jpg"><br /></a></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw9g0MWWAZldkVl94R2s1X7YBJv4ex3Zihyphenhyphenjw8-MEIpDMfq8cDcTjjyg4sHCcIbLuW7gCv0FGecfS4zbzpx4snIjEGZkQDiNh2yXJHw8D87fri8CMc63YuuhnOmcI7w7kVUssAB6usCKY/s1600/excited_boy.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 700px; height: 466px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw9g0MWWAZldkVl94R2s1X7YBJv4ex3Zihyphenhyphenjw8-MEIpDMfq8cDcTjjyg4sHCcIbLuW7gCv0FGecfS4zbzpx4snIjEGZkQDiNh2yXJHw8D87fri8CMc63YuuhnOmcI7w7kVUssAB6usCKY/s1600/excited_boy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8OF-rn7c2UVW6_FpwqxHqkz7i8EJsFRoBHDWrNVgpKKrQoEcsTyVr9oJmARPSinFMcSUfFTo7ngCiBOK-PYgp9qBiW_dY17KBIZGZuze9vrVXuTwH_FTps83KeS3C8z0UXCn9mLzkeKs/s1600/excited_boy.jpg"></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);">i love the weekend. that's all.</span><br /><br /></div>Angie Milnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14893531210956614621noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448716186464221285.post-46330600193328011552011-04-03T22:04:00.000-07:002011-04-03T22:21:10.976-07:00my turn<span style="font-size:130%;"><br />poor stu caught a bug... it seems like a cold, and it is totally rocking his body :( he had an insane fever this afternoon, and although he didn't eat too much today, he threw it all up and now he's back in bed. i hate seeing him like this... i am so glad i can take care of him though. he's been doing so much for me lately, it's kinda nice that he has to let me baby him for a little while. he definitely deserves it!<br /></span><br /><br />ps this weeks meal plan will be going off last weeks plan. because of all the sickness and stu starting his second block classes, we only stuck to the monday meal and everything else kind of just fell apart. i'm excited to finally get to those recipes!Angie Milnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14893531210956614621noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448716186464221285.post-18801154791759636302011-03-30T18:35:00.000-07:002011-03-30T23:24:16.086-07:00things i've learned in the past 24 hours<span style="font-size:130%;"><br />-apparently, the stomach flu is going around.<br />-stomach flu is quite possibly the worst thing to happen to humankind. i have never felt so miserable IN MY LIFE.<br />-even after you think you've emptied the entire contents of your stomach, you can still heave... and heave... and heave.... until you feel like your stomach is going to detach itself from your insides. so fun.<br />-you should not throw up in your sink. it will clog.<br />-one should not try to go into work after spending all night sitting in front of the toilet. this will result in getting sick at work, bawling like a baby in front of boss and co-workers, and ultimately getting sent home early anyway. so it's best to just stay home.<br />-fluid is of utmost importance when you have the stomach flu. keep hydrated, or else.<br />-my bed is the best thing ever. but tv is not good when you're nauseous. it just makes you feel worse :(<br />-Unisom is heavenly, and perfectly okay to take when you're pregnant. i was finally able to sleep, a solid 12 hours, all thanks to the miracle sleep aid.<br /><br />And most importantly, although i already knew this...<br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:180%;">i have the best husband ever. seriously. </span></span><br /><br /></div><span style="font-size:130%;">he deserves mad props... staying up with me all night, holding my hair back, cleaning up my "sickness" all over the bathroom, holding me while i cried on the bathroom floor, holding me until i could fall asleep, picking me up after i left work to go home (only to end up 100ft away in the subway parking lot because i couldn't drive myself), calling my doctor to make sure everything would be okay with our baby girl, picking up my prescriptions and blue powerade so i could hydrate up, massaging my legs forever because they were aching for some odd reason, missing work for a couple hours to make sure i would be okay, going to bed with me at 6pm just so that i could fall asleep (i can't sleep unless he's next to me)... honestly, can we get this guy a medal or something? he is just the sweetest.<br /><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;">moral of the story: don't get stomach flu. if you do catch it, make sure you have a good hubby on your side. </span><br /></div><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span>Angie Milnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14893531210956614621noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448716186464221285.post-51036403927474715882011-03-27T21:40:00.000-07:002011-03-27T22:10:31.034-07:00meals for the week<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUNDOSuwe7FcghTP6sSukTv4u8VTtM2kL-BuNdQ_yHTG5hAR2h1KaxhabzJVDZy9BUfal8c1tIBoBY0jEj6LcHh4XyEU6W7DHLcc0-zX6dUSpKv-SkPPz9zLDOlWvz_CcnKmsKh2CAb3w/s1600/menu7.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 650px; height: 650px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUNDOSuwe7FcghTP6sSukTv4u8VTtM2kL-BuNdQ_yHTG5hAR2h1KaxhabzJVDZy9BUfal8c1tIBoBY0jEj6LcHh4XyEU6W7DHLcc0-zX6dUSpKv-SkPPz9zLDOlWvz_CcnKmsKh2CAb3w/s1600/menu7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:large;"><b style="font-family: 'courier new',monospace;">Monday: </b><span style="font-family:'courier new',monospace;"><i>Pork Chops with Rosemary Potatoes and Green Beans</i></span><br /><b style="font-family: 'courier new',monospace;">Tuesday: </b><span style="font-family:'courier new',monospace;"><i><a href="http://www.tastespotting.com/detail/96289/Basil-Pesto-Tomato-Feta-Pasta-Salad">Pesto and Feta Pasta Salad</a> with Grilled Chicken - </i>I had this at a baby shower this weekend and completely fell in love. I could tell that there was pesto and feta in it, the salad at the shower also had spinach mixed in which I loved. I'm going to try out <a href="http://www.tastespotting.com/detail/96289/Basil-Pesto-Tomato-Feta-Pasta-Salad">this recipe</a> and see if it's close, fingers-crossed! I'm adding grilled chicken too, so the recipe gets my hubbys approval... <i><b><a href="http://www.tastespotting.com/detail/96289/Basil-Pesto-Tomato-Feta-Pasta-Salad" target="_blank"></a></b></i></span><span style="font-family:'courier new',monospace;"><br /></span><b style="font-family: 'courier new',monospace;">Wednesday: </b></span><span style="font-size:large;"><i><span style="font-family:'courier new',monospace;"><a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/tyler-florence/chicken-satay-with-peanut-sauce-recipe/index.html">Grilled Chicken Satay with Peanut Sauce</a> and Rice</span></i></span><span style="font-size:large;"><span style="font-family:'courier new',monospace;"></span> <a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/tyler-florence/chicken-satay-with-peanut-sauce-recipe/index.html" target="_blank"></a><br /><b style="font-family: 'courier new',monospace;">Thursday: </b><i><span style="font-family:'courier new',monospace;">Shredded Chicken Tostadas - </span></i><span style="font-family:'courier new',monospace;">a new staple in our home, so easy and so yum! </span><br /><b style="font-family: 'courier new',monospace;">Friday: </b><i><span style="font-family:'courier new',monospace;">out</span></i><br /><b style="font-family: 'courier new',monospace;">Saturday: </b><span style="font-family:'courier new',monospace;"></span></span><span style="font-size:large;"><span style="font-family:'courier new',monospace;"><i><a href="http://sisterscafe.blogspot.com/2010/10/spinach-stuffed-shells-freezer-meal.html">Spinach and Ricotta Stuffed Shells</a> - </i>Stu saw this picture and thought it looked fancy and difficult to make... good thing it's actually incredibly easy! I guess I can trick him into thinking I slaved away in the kitchen :)<i> </i></span></span><span style="font-size:large;"><span style="font-family:'courier new',monospace;"></span><b style="font-family: 'courier new',monospace;"> </b><span style="font-family:'courier new',monospace;"></span> <a href="http://sisterscafe.blogspot.com/2010/10/spinach-stuffed-shells-freezer-meal.html" target="_blank"></a><br /><b style="font-family: 'courier new',monospace;">Sunday: </b><span style="font-family:'courier new',monospace;"><i>Mini <a href="http://www.ourbestbites.com/2011/03/glazed-bacon-wrapped-meat-loaf/">Turkey Meatloaf</a> with Mashed Potatoes - </i>I think <a href="http://www.ourbestbites.com/2011/03/glazed-bacon-wrapped-meat-loaf/">this recipe</a> for meatloaf sounds delish! I'm going to try mini meatloaves in muffin tins, I saw this idea on a blog where they used mashed potatoes as frosting on top- so cute! </span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" >I am looking for some new dessert recipes!<br />Do you have one you want to share? I'll love you forever.</span><br /><br /></div>Angie Milnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14893531210956614621noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448716186464221285.post-51904192547330877562011-03-26T08:55:00.000-07:002011-03-27T21:40:35.886-07:00good news minute<div style="text-align: center;"> I love <a href="http://www.blogger.com/lds.org">my church</a>.<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">The Annual Young Womens General Meeting was broadcast last night. Although I no longer fit that category, I try to watch it every year. I woke up early and couldn't go back to sleep, so I watched it and let Stu sleep in. It was a perfect way to kick off my Sunday.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><a href="https://lds.org/general-conference/watch/2011/04?vid=859309905001&lang=eng">watch it here.</a><br /><br /></span></div></div>Angie Milnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14893531210956614621noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5448716186464221285.post-60880972444035099942011-03-23T23:01:00.000-07:002011-03-25T08:27:06.471-07:00pass it along<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglrLsQWRwsxujvOnmuPAJYBc_MkYxAFPq7dT738QfLRE_K4-mfScSSkRTdqsizAC22wjx2wtz1wvB4Cu3_C47qilKHByTGYY6-U3DKOmd4Zo9WlfDxik1yWjmBbeaTRw0ke1ybvh_uDGM/s1600/message.jpg"><br /></a><span style="font-size:130%;">One of the girls I have had the blessing of coming to know and love through work is Christy Horne. She is the sweetest, most down-to-earth person I know. <a style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" href="http://hornefam.blogspot.com/">Christy and her husband Chris</a> </span><span style="font-size:130%;"> are hoping to adopt, and I can't think of a more deserving couple. I can't wait for the day that they are able to bring a child into their home, there will be so many happy tears! </span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglrLsQWRwsxujvOnmuPAJYBc_MkYxAFPq7dT738QfLRE_K4-mfScSSkRTdqsizAC22wjx2wtz1wvB4Cu3_C47qilKHByTGYY6-U3DKOmd4Zo9WlfDxik1yWjmBbeaTRw0ke1ybvh_uDGM/s1600/message.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglrLsQWRwsxujvOnmuPAJYBc_MkYxAFPq7dT738QfLRE_K4-mfScSSkRTdqsizAC22wjx2wtz1wvB4Cu3_C47qilKHByTGYY6-U3DKOmd4Zo9WlfDxik1yWjmBbeaTRw0ke1ybvh_uDGM/s400/message.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588039341134353986" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpjm5BaA9XSACn7Y5B42ANlzOQaKJQefLdjNrKiDf5cx0Zy8jgjp3_q7ZwCKHAuayn6QDvwdEn9d8GBTAvVrdd8l2SzRdtNDGnt2zCqP4-YiyWnvacHsNldEbZJUoqmRXZq9wlDnANiLg/s1600/photo4.jpg"><br /></a><span style="font-size:180%;">click <a style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" href="https://itsaboutlove.org/ial/profiles/25472835/ourMessage.jsf,%20in%20the%20link%20bo">HERE</a> to read more about them</span><br /><div style="text-align: center;">if you know of anyone who is searching for the right home to place their sweet baby, please pass along the message about this amazing couple.<br /></div><br /></div>Angie Milnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14893531210956614621noreply@blogger.com2