<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666</id><updated>2011-07-30T12:28:25.837-07:00</updated><category term='Schedule'/><category term='Abigial'/><category term='Daddy'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Sleeping through the night'/><category term='Abigail&apos;s Mommy'/><category term='Photos'/><category term='growth'/><category term='cosleeping'/><category term='Precious Momnents'/><category term='Froggie'/><category term='Time Together'/><category term='Mommy'/><category term='10 Months'/><category term='Abigail'/><category term='Bed time'/><category term='baby'/><category term='Abigails Mommy'/><category term='Sleep'/><category term='Precious Moments'/><category term='Work'/><category term='Life Changing'/><category term='9 Months Old'/><category term='4 Months old'/><category term='amazement'/><title type='text'>Abigail's Mommy!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-5186847832123757786</id><published>2009-11-24T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T22:43:09.358-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy First Birthday Abigial Danielle!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SyscEgyC9CI/AAAAAAAADm0/eE3dRxvQ7cQ/s1600-h/5x5+Abigail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SyscEgyC9CI/AAAAAAAADm0/eE3dRxvQ7cQ/s400/5x5+Abigail.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416453840688051234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Happy First Birthday my beautiful baby girl! It truly is hard to believe that a year has gone by already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have been such a blessing to my life and your daddy's and I can't imagine life without you in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You started out as this little baby that your daddy and I weren't sure what to do with and some how you have managed to turn into this amazing Toddler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From a baby girl to my toddler girl. You went from weight challenges leaving the hospital to being at the top of the height and weight charts starting at around 3 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 6 months you started sitting up on your own with a little help and went on your first camping trip at the beach. Mommy had you all bundled up to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 8 months you went on your first boat ride in papas fishing boat. Didn't so much like that but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Dudley&lt;/span&gt; puppy was right next to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 10 months you started crawling and quickly found out how to climb up the stairs. I taught you how go up and to go down. Mommy didn't want you falling down the stairs so I quickly taught you how to go down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right before your First birthday, actually days before you took your first steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love and Happiness I am so proud to be your Mommy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SyscQpD04EI/AAAAAAAADm8/DeTU6TAL-Sc/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 321px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SyscQpD04EI/AAAAAAAADm8/DeTU6TAL-Sc/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416454049068539970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-5186847832123757786?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/5186847832123757786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-first-birthday-abigial-danielle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/5186847832123757786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/5186847832123757786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-first-birthday-abigial-danielle.html' title='Happy First Birthday Abigial Danielle!'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SyscEgyC9CI/AAAAAAAADm0/eE3dRxvQ7cQ/s72-c/5x5+Abigail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-8938289504739928262</id><published>2009-11-23T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T21:59:14.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Eve of the Birth of my Beautiful Daughter Abigail!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tonight is the eve of the birth of my daughter. As I sit here tonight and reflect on the last year, I cannot believe that a year has gone by so fast. I have to admit that I miss the days that she is this tiny little baby but can't wait for her next adventure to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abigail wasn't due until December 15, 2008 but Abigail decided that she didn't want to wait that long and 3 weeks early, here she comes. Tonight one year ago as I sit and write this blog tonight my daughter was kicking away in my tummy. I made the comment to my husband that she was going to kick her way out and sure enough she did. 4 hours later my water broke and at that moment at 2:20am on 11.24.2008 it all started. The amazing birth of my daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things have changed for me over the last year. Abigail is my life and everything that I do is for her. There are feelings that came out that I have never had before. Emotions I never knew existed and hopes and dreams that I never thought were possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew that this one little person could have such an amazing impact on my life. I know that this next year will be an amazing one as well as a lifetime of memories. I am excited for new adventures, new challenges and many, many memories. I can't wait to watch her grow into this amazing little person. Because at just a year old she is the most amazing thing ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love You Abigail Danielle and I am so happy to be your Mommy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-8938289504739928262?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/8938289504739928262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/11/eve-of-birth-of-my-beautiful-daughter.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/8938289504739928262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/8938289504739928262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/11/eve-of-birth-of-my-beautiful-daughter.html' title='The Eve of the Birth of my Beautiful Daughter Abigail!'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-7271641224573913737</id><published>2009-11-21T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T22:09:54.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Abigail's First Birthday Party!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SwtuMrHkknI/AAAAAAAADY8/Fa3ITD88ms0/s1600/DSC03802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SwtuMrHkknI/AAAAAAAADY8/Fa3ITD88ms0/s400/DSC03802.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407536941600379506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Abigail's first birthday party was today. Although things went great it was a lot of work but worth every minute for my baby girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the sitting in mommy's lap didn't last very long. We quickly moved from presents to smash cake time.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SwtySnYVdlI/AAAAAAAADak/sYDFLX-lYa0/s1600/DSC03851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SwtySnYVdlI/AAAAAAAADak/sYDFLX-lYa0/s400/DSC03851.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407541441722676818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy, what is this thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/Swtxp7TF4vI/AAAAAAAADac/_YK-jAW8PAo/s1600/DSC03860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/Swtxp7TF4vI/AAAAAAAADac/_YK-jAW8PAo/s400/DSC03860.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407540742694757106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mmmmmm, this is good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/Swtu0SP3SGI/AAAAAAAADZM/KYy6jdLzRPQ/s1600/DSC03865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/Swtu0SP3SGI/AAAAAAAADZM/KYy6jdLzRPQ/s400/DSC03865.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407537622119041122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mom, check me out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/Swt4P6Ufz1I/AAAAAAAADa0/9U9bKgQRxzQ/s1600/DSC03901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/Swt4P6Ufz1I/AAAAAAAADa0/9U9bKgQRxzQ/s400/DSC03901.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407547992337010514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It's tubby time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/Swtv9ta5WYI/AAAAAAAADZ0/Y7xnBd-G0sU/s1600/Copy+of+DSC03784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/Swtv9ta5WYI/AAAAAAAADZ0/Y7xnBd-G0sU/s400/Copy+of+DSC03784.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407538883543521666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Party Time is over. Thank goodness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/Swtv9G-842I/AAAAAAAADZs/BIUVucmJNfQ/s1600/DSC03923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/Swtv9G-842I/AAAAAAAADZs/BIUVucmJNfQ/s400/DSC03923.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407538873225765730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-7271641224573913737?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/7271641224573913737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/11/abigails-first-birthday-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/7271641224573913737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/7271641224573913737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/11/abigails-first-birthday-party.html' title='Abigail&apos;s First Birthday Party!'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SwtuMrHkknI/AAAAAAAADY8/Fa3ITD88ms0/s72-c/DSC03802.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-6886841053498548918</id><published>2009-11-19T20:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T20:58:36.229-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Abigail Takes Her First Steps..............</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;...........and I missed the first two. Abigail was standing on her own and I said "James look at Abigail she standing on her own" I get distracted with some show on TV and and "James is like oh my god" I look at him like "what"? "Didn't you see that he said"? And with a look of oh my gosh I just didn't miss what I think I did and I did. I missed her first two steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abigail came through with a repeat performance so I was able to see another two steps. She wasn't sure what we were screaming about but Mom and Dad sure were excited about her first steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abigail's First Birthday Party is Saturday, November 21, 2009 and I know that she is going to get a walker or two and I can't wait to see her moving around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Baby girl is growing up too fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-6886841053498548918?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/6886841053498548918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/11/abigail-takes-her-first-steps.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/6886841053498548918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/6886841053498548918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/11/abigail-takes-her-first-steps.html' title='Abigail Takes Her First Steps..............'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-3147736975602241100</id><published>2009-10-29T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T13:47:17.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Praying for Stellan!</title><content type='html'>What an amazing little boy he is. Today is his 1st Birthday and he is celebrating it in the hospital with SVT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our hearts and prayers for a speedy recovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Prayers for Stellan" src="http://www.preshwebdesign.com/images/stellanprayers.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-3147736975602241100?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/3147736975602241100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/10/praying-for-stellan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/3147736975602241100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/3147736975602241100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/10/praying-for-stellan.html' title='Praying for Stellan!'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-1548275023196532046</id><published>2009-10-21T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T16:33:38.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abigail Waived Good Bye to me today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;As I watched James take Abigail to the truck I stand in the doorway of the garage&lt;/span&gt; and waive good bye to Abigail and tell her I will see her soon. Today she waived back at me for the first time. I couldn't believe it. The reality is setting in that my once little girl is growing up so fast and almost before my eyes. It's hard to believe that 11 months ago I was pregnant and huge waiting for her arrival that was still 7 weeks away. I wish that time would slow down so that I could take it all in. But life seems to slip by us and sometimes without us even realizing it. Slow down, take it all in and create thousands of memories.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-1548275023196532046?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/1548275023196532046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/10/abigail-waived-good-bye-to-me-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/1548275023196532046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/1548275023196532046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/10/abigail-waived-good-bye-to-me-today.html' title='Abigail Waived Good Bye to me today!'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-5409617747858177482</id><published>2009-10-11T22:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T22:12:50.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I just created Abigails 1st Birthday Invites!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/StK4eE-yHfI/AAAAAAAACQI/TJFmvN-niaY/s1600-h/baby+center+picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391574530788564466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/StK4eE-yHfI/AAAAAAAACQI/TJFmvN-niaY/s400/baby+center+picture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is the invitation that I created for Abigails 1st birthday! It's hard to believe that in less than 6 weeks my baby girl is going to turn 1. I wanted so much to have custom made invites but didn't want to spend the money. I know that I have the talent to create these, I just don't have the the fonts and clip art. I enjoy doing this and can't wait to create Abigails custom Thank You cards. Now since we are having two parties I had to create two seperate invites. One for friends and one for family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;At the friends party we are just going to do create your own cupcakes and play some games. For the family we will serve food for dinner and than have her cake. Need to stay on a budget. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Happy 1st Birthday my Little Princess!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-5409617747858177482?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/5409617747858177482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-just-created-abigails-1st-birthday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/5409617747858177482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/5409617747858177482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-just-created-abigails-1st-birthday.html' title='I just created Abigails 1st Birthday Invites!'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/StK4eE-yHfI/AAAAAAAACQI/TJFmvN-niaY/s72-c/baby+center+picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-2065962891666178643</id><published>2009-10-09T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T21:34:59.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Off to the Pumpkin Patch Tomorrow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't think that I have been this excited to go to the pumkin Patch. We have this great pumpkin patch here with lots of things to do. Cow Train, the famous Maize, hay rides to the pumpkin fields, Cafe, Farmers Market, Animal Barn and Cafe. We have about 3 other families going with us. It's going to be a blast. Now that Abigial is in our lives it opens a whole new world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tomorrow I am going to go to the pumpkin patch and it's going to be a whole new experience. I can't wait to see Abigial light up when we go see the animals, go on the hay ride, pick out her pumpkin and ride the cow train. I can hear her little squeal now as I write this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I need to go charge the batteries in the camera because I intent to take lots of pictures. I will post all the fun pictures when I update the blog tomorrow. So check back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-2065962891666178643?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/2065962891666178643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/10/off-to-pumpkin-patch-tomorrow.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/2065962891666178643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/2065962891666178643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/10/off-to-pumpkin-patch-tomorrow.html' title='Off to the Pumpkin Patch Tomorrow!'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-7133463307461916177</id><published>2009-10-08T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T21:14:17.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken Pox Are Over~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Abigail is finally finished with the Chicken Pox. I have to say she did so well. Oh my goodness. You would have never known that lil' Abigail had the chicken pox. She was her happy baby self. The only thing that was a problem was the snot running out of her nose which has simply dried all up. So no more snot faucet. Thank goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scabs are starting to fall off and it's just a waiting game with all positive hopes that none of them scar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I know silly first time Mom syndrome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-7133463307461916177?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/7133463307461916177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/10/chicken-pox-are-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/7133463307461916177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/7133463307461916177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/10/chicken-pox-are-over.html' title='Chicken Pox Are Over~'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-7472508966400828677</id><published>2009-10-02T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T22:42:49.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Milestone ~ Crawling Up Stairs!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Abigail has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mastered&lt;/span&gt; a milestone. She is crawling up the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it. I have showed her how to go up a couple of times so that she would get comfortable with it. We would only get up a few steps and than she would want to sit down. Of cour&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;se that wouldn't work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;James called me at work to tell me that a miles stone had been reached. I was so worried that she started walking without me. No "Abigail crawled up the stairs all on her own" The story goes that she was playing in her playroom and James had heard her for a few minutes and looked in the fr&lt;/span&gt;ont part of the house to see that she had made it up the first 4 steps the landing and than of a few more stairs. All by her big girl self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I get home James is so excited to have Abigail show Mommy her new skill. James grabs her and runs her over to the stairs. Abigail was so cute as she shows Mommy how she can climb up the stairs. She eagerly climbs up and shows me what she can do. I couldn't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; it. We only had worked on it a couple times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that she has masted going "up" the stairs we needed to teach her how to go "down" the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up go the Gates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abigail, Mommy is so proud of you! I love you so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-7472508966400828677?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/7472508966400828677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/10/milestone-crawling-up-stairs.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/7472508966400828677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/7472508966400828677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/10/milestone-crawling-up-stairs.html' title='Milestone ~ Crawling Up Stairs!'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-7449026628321065132</id><published>2009-09-30T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T22:28:04.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's What I have to Do ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;What an amazing morning. After getting ready for work, I go into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Abigail's&lt;/span&gt; room, open her blinds and gently wake her up with words from Mom. She is too adorable as she sleeps on her tummy with her legs tucked under and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;paci&lt;/span&gt; still in her mouth. She moves around and I let her lift herself up to a sitting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;position&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;paci&lt;/span&gt; still in mouth&lt;/span&gt;. She looks up at me with the sweetest smile on her face, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;paci&lt;/span&gt; still in mouth&lt;/span&gt; and her funky bangs all in her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With her contagious smile I can't help but laugh back at her as she starts to squeal with delight. I go to pick her up and she bounces in my arms and gives me her little Abigail hug. The sun is streaming through the window and it's a day filled with rain and sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get Abigail dressed in an outfit that she has never worn and the pants are already to small and it's a size 12 months. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Were these pants supposed to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Capri's&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;As I walk downstairs I know that we are about ready to part for the day. Daddy comes back into to take her off to Grandmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stand at the garage door in my curlers and bath robe and waive Good Bye to my beautiful daughter. She has this big smile on her face and I know I won't see her again until after 5:30pm tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's what I have to do each and every day. I go off to work each and every day to provide for my daughter, my husband and my family. It's what life requires of me, what the economy cards have dealt to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish more than anything that I can be home with Abigail. To be there for her when she is learning and exploring new things. To be there when she is sad and crabby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But with all that said, the most important thing is that Abigail is healthy and happy. She is a blessing to James and I and has brought the two of us more joy than we ever thought was possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Abigail's&lt;/span&gt; is a blessing, a joy, full of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;laughter&lt;/span&gt; and an amazing daughter ~&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-7449026628321065132?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/7449026628321065132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-what-i-have-to-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/7449026628321065132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/7449026628321065132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-what-i-have-to-do.html' title='It&apos;s What I have to Do ~'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-1053669526653648435</id><published>2009-09-29T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T22:13:39.433-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Precious Momnents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abigails Mommy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abigial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10 Months'/><title type='text'>Just a Moment to Take it All In!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;As I am walking up the stairs after work to change I turn around to see my beautiful daughter crawling after me. Anxious to see where mommy is going. I had just put her down and told her what was going to happen. That mommy was going to go upstairs and change into comfy clothes and that she was going to play on the floor. She followed after me to see where I was going and I told her that I would be right back. I wanted to reassure her that I wasn't leaving for work but that I would return right back to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I turn to walk up the stairs and look back I see Abigail sitting on the kitchen floor watching her daddy cook dinner. I reflected at the amazement of this little girl sitting on the floor staring up at her mom. That little girl is my daughter and I am her mom. I have a baby. This precious baby girl is mine. That no moment would ever be what I had expected and only filled with the most unexpected precious moments that only GOD has allowed for me to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As promised I went back down to hold my daughter who was full of happiness, life and laughter tonight. Something so contagious that you can't help but put a smile on your face and appreciate what GOD has given to you. A never take for granted moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-1053669526653648435?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/1053669526653648435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-moment-to-take-it-all-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/1053669526653648435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/1053669526653648435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-moment-to-take-it-all-in.html' title='Just a Moment to Take it All In!'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-1652231098578303095</id><published>2009-09-28T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T21:05:13.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken Pox ~ Abigail has them! No Joke.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So yes she has the chicken pox. Before she got them I was totally ok with her having them. But now that she has them I feel so terrible. I don't want her to be uncomfortable or to have difficulty sleeping at night. What if she stops eating? How will this effect her? Will she get them really bad or will this be a mild case? Oh my goodness ~ My little girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I know that it's just the chicken pox. Kids get them everyday but it really truly is different when it happens to your first child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It's simply the unknown as a First Time Mom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-1652231098578303095?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/1652231098578303095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/09/chicken-pox-abigail-has-them-no-joke.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/1652231098578303095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/1652231098578303095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/09/chicken-pox-abigail-has-them-no-joke.html' title='Chicken Pox ~ Abigail has them! No Joke.....'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-3262767991170346993</id><published>2009-09-24T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T21:59:17.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abigail is 10 Months Old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;It's hard to believe that it has been 10 months since Abigail came into our lives. When she was born she amazed me in more ways than I can even begin to write out. There was so many waves of emotion and amazement that I felt as a first time new mom. Abigail is 10 months and there is not a day that goes by that I am not amazed at the feelings I feel each and every moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Abigail is so full of excitement at the new things that she is learning and she loves to show her new adventures off to her mom and dad. With crawling all over the place and pulling herself up onto furniture. She has the most amazing smile and she squints her eyes when she gives you one of her big smiles. Full of chubby checks and smiles that I would say only her mom and dad could love but that is not the case. Her smile is so contagious that you can't help but put a smile on your own face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;At 10 Months Old, Abigail is doing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;1.) Crawling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;2.) Says &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"  &gt;Mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; and Dada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;3.) Loves Gerber Cheddar Cheese Sticks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;4.) Wears &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"  &gt;Robeez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; pink flower shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;5.) Is already wearing size 12 months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;6.) Has funky hair with bangs that fall in her face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;7.) Pulls herself up on furniture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;8.) Will walk around with you holding her hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;9.) Mom likes to put her in comfy clothes. Nothing frilly and fancy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;10.) Grandma Cecile has been giving Abigail pedicures since she was 6 months old. Now what's up with that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-3262767991170346993?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/3262767991170346993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/09/abigail-is-10-months-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/3262767991170346993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/3262767991170346993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/09/abigail-is-10-months-old.html' title='Abigail is 10 Months Old!'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-9126442990314406244</id><published>2009-09-22T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T21:09:23.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a First ~ A Runny Nose</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;It's officially the first day of Fall and dear dear Abigail came home from Grandmas with a runny nose. It was too cute. And than a little cough. Does my baby girl have her first cold? Nothing serious on the cough and a minor runny nose. I hope that this is just a small thing and doesn't get out of hand. Daddy was sick last week but not with the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;symptoms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; that daddy had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Abigail doesn't seem to be bothered by the runny nose. I will just need to monitor her over the next couple of days to make sure that it doesn't get any worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;There's so many more first that Abigail will experience. But this one is different. Do I let this go for a few days and see what happens? Do I give her medication now? She doesn't seem like she needs it. Do I call the Dr? Am I over reacting as a First Time Mom? Probably ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-9126442990314406244?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/9126442990314406244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-first-runny-nose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/9126442990314406244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/9126442990314406244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-first-runny-nose.html' title='It&apos;s a First ~ A Runny Nose'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-2460753426508077460</id><published>2009-09-11T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T21:09:03.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Part of Waking Up.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;The best part of waking up is...................... Abigail giving me a huge smile with her chubby checks when I walk in her room in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so a cup of Starbucks Coffee is good but not as rewarding!&lt;br /&gt;A Mom needs her Starbucks in the morning or how else do I get my day started?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that the one thing that keeps me going each day is walking into Abigails room and seeing her big beautiful smile. She squints her little nose and squints her eyes when she sees you walking in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And than gets so excited for me to pick her up out of her crib. Some days she will give me the biggest little Abigail hug that she can muster and other days she is just happy to have me holding her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew that motherhood would ever be this wonderful. What an amazing rewarding experience. And to think that I had made a decision to not have had this experience. James always knew in his heart that I would regret it someday if we didn't have kids and I hate to admit that he was right. Darn him......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motherhood is a blessing that GOD has blessed me with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-2460753426508077460?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/2460753426508077460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/09/best-part-of-waking-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/2460753426508077460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/2460753426508077460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/09/best-part-of-waking-up.html' title='The Best Part of Waking Up.........'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-5622702071087544363</id><published>2009-09-10T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T22:12:39.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Daughter is my Life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;My career has always been very important to me. For years it was my #1 priority with my marriage a close 2nd. In 2005 I decided that I was done placing my marriage on the back burner and made my marriage my #1 priority. i quite my job of 9.5 years so that I could stop traveling and became a REALTOR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the market started to crash I quickly found a job at the tail end of 2007 and 4 months later I find out that I am pregnant. I always knew that I would work full time and always said that if I ever had a baby I would work full time. I am now in a position that I have to work. I am the primary provider for my family and I don't have an option to stay home with Abigail. It has been an absolute blessing to have James home with Abigail. This is such an amazing time that James will never get back and will never have an opportunity to repeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now apart of me feels like I am missing out on Abigails growing up but know that I couldn't be a stay at home full time mom. It's important to me to provide for my daughter and I will do all that i can to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far Abigail has made it to 9 months old. We haven't broken her yet so we must be doing something right. She is healthy, eating well, crawling, sleeping in her own crib since she was 7 weeks old, sleeping through the night at 4 months and wakes up with the biggest smile on her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all this said my daughter is my life! An absolute blessing from GOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-5622702071087544363?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/5622702071087544363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-daughter-is-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/5622702071087544363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/5622702071087544363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-daughter-is-my-life.html' title='My Daughter is my Life!'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-3398709412665720865</id><published>2009-09-08T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T23:33:37.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Save the Date Abigail is Turning One!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/Sqnt0Jok2EI/AAAAAAAABv4/qdhwCsDgcas/s1600-h/Abigail+Danielle+Save+the+date+11.21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/Sqnt0Jok2EI/AAAAAAAABv4/qdhwCsDgcas/s400/Abigail+Danielle+Save+the+date+11.21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380092710065854530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I can't even begin to imagine that I am starting to prepare for Abigail's 1st Birthday. I realized at work today that we were 2.5 months from her birthday and that I needed to start making some sort of plans. I knew that I wanted to celebrate her birthday on November 21, 2009 which is a few days before her actual birthday. As I am not ready to send out invitations just yet I figured why not do a "Save the Date" email. So I created a photo with the information and emailed it out to those we were going to invite. I wanted to keep it small but that's not happening. We have decided to have two parties. One for friends and one for family. The freinds party has an invite list of 22 kids and that doesn't include the adults. The family party is at about 25 or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news is that I still have time to do the invitations and figure out a party plan. More details to follow. It's a pink princess party~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-3398709412665720865?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/3398709412665720865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/09/save-date-abigail-is-turning-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/3398709412665720865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/3398709412665720865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/09/save-date-abigail-is-turning-one.html' title='Save the Date Abigail is Turning One!'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/Sqnt0Jok2EI/AAAAAAAABv4/qdhwCsDgcas/s72-c/Abigail+Danielle+Save+the+date+11.21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-4736935588170558112</id><published>2009-09-01T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T22:14:54.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Teeth Yet!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;So we thought that Abigail was starting to cut a tooth. She was moody, drooling and moody but as of today no tooth. She is chewing on alot of things but nothing really aggressive. I am not worried about when she will cut a tooth. She is so adorable with her toothless big check grin and I would be happy with her toothless until after she is a year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love my Baby Girl Abigail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-4736935588170558112?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/4736935588170558112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-teeth-yet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/4736935588170558112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/4736935588170558112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-teeth-yet.html' title='No Teeth Yet!'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-3972307719034067336</id><published>2009-08-24T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T21:34:48.032-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9 Months Old'/><title type='text'>Abigail Danielle ~ 9 Months Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SqnGnlhBn1I/AAAAAAAAAXc/InDaueu90BE/s1600-h/Abigial+Danielle+9+Months+Old+8.24.2009+%284%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SqnGnlhBn1I/AAAAAAAAAXc/InDaueu90BE/s400/Abigial+Danielle+9+Months+Old+8.24.2009+%284%29.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Today Abigail turned 9 months old. It's hard to believe that it's been 9 months since I first held Abigail in my arms for the first time. Motherhood is still a blessing and I wouldn't change anything for the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abigail had her 9 month dr.'s appt. today and her stats are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Length: 29.3"&lt;br /&gt;     Weight: 19lb. 9oz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is healthy and doing great. She is getting ready to crawl and the dr. thinks that it will be any day. Time to baby proof the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-3972307719034067336?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/3972307719034067336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/08/abigail-danielle-9-months-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/3972307719034067336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/3972307719034067336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/08/abigail-danielle-9-months-old.html' title='Abigail Danielle ~ 9 Months Old'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SqnGnlhBn1I/AAAAAAAAAXc/InDaueu90BE/s72-c/Abigial+Danielle+9+Months+Old+8.24.2009+%284%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-4791439938708665830</id><published>2009-08-19T22:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T22:32:48.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is Abigial Cutting a Tooth or is She just Moody?</title><content type='html'>As new parents it seems that we have been waiting for each new moment to happen in Abigail’s precious little life. She has been super grumpy this week and Daddy says that he think that she is cutting a tooth. Now me, Mom checked and didn’t really feel anything. I think that she is just going through a stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James and I were just thinking about how much she has changed. It’s crazy. The last 9 months have gone by so fast. I can’t wait for the new exciting things that she is going to do but at the same time she is my baby girl and I don’t want her to grow up so fast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving Abigail and blessing her with with all my love,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-4791439938708665830?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/4791439938708665830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/08/is-abigial-cutting-tooth-or-is-she-just.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/4791439938708665830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/4791439938708665830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/08/is-abigial-cutting-tooth-or-is-she-just.html' title='Is Abigial Cutting a Tooth or is She just Moody?'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-886658983696583423</id><published>2009-08-16T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T22:42:19.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abigails First Boating Trip</title><content type='html'>We went camping with Grandma and Papa and had a beautiful lake right off our camp site. Papa has a fishing boat that we were able to go for a ride on. Abigail did not like the life vest that she had to wear. She was Grumpy, than Relaxed and I think than finally enjoyed her self along with Grandmas dog Dudley. Aren't her piggy piggy tales cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SozhtdChVAI/AAAAAAAAAHI/lZhPGevukog/s1600-h/Abigail+Danielle+2.2009+to+8.15.2009+242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SozhtdChVAI/AAAAAAAAAHI/lZhPGevukog/s400/Abigail+Danielle+2.2009+to+8.15.2009+242.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371916626551723010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SozhjxYnuGI/AAAAAAAAAHA/DrLk7b0dLPg/s1600-h/Abigail+Danielle+2.2009+to+8.15.2009+258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SozhjxYnuGI/AAAAAAAAAHA/DrLk7b0dLPg/s400/Abigail+Danielle+2.2009+to+8.15.2009+258.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371916460214433890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SozhDT_Z87I/AAAAAAAAAG4/mlsGTnpWfGM/s1600-h/Abigail+Danielle+2.2009+to+8.15.2009+229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SozhDT_Z87I/AAAAAAAAAG4/mlsGTnpWfGM/s400/Abigail+Danielle+2.2009+to+8.15.2009+229.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371915902568231858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-886658983696583423?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/886658983696583423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/08/abigails-first-boating-trip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/886658983696583423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/886658983696583423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/08/abigails-first-boating-trip.html' title='Abigails First Boating Trip'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SozhtdChVAI/AAAAAAAAAHI/lZhPGevukog/s72-c/Abigail+Danielle+2.2009+to+8.15.2009+242.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-4399660746239891513</id><published>2009-08-15T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T22:53:58.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Precious Moments at the Lake!</title><content type='html'>Abigail and Daddy got to spend some precious time at the beautiful lake next to our camp site. It was so much fun to watch James and Abigail enjoying a relaxing moment at the lake and playing with the ducks. Life cab get so hectic sometimes that you forget to slow down and enjoy all the beauty that you have around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abigail every day is a blessing to us and it has been nothing less than amazing to watch her grow up. Every day she shows us something new and exciting. I am so happy to be Abigails Mommy and although she is growing up so fast I so look forward to what the future has to hold for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SozjKUTgLLI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/5foT3nXaO4w/s1600-h/Abigail+Danielle+2.2009+to+8.15.2009+198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SozjKUTgLLI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/5foT3nXaO4w/s400/Abigail+Danielle+2.2009+to+8.15.2009+198.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371918221934865586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SozjWLDWAMI/AAAAAAAAAHY/tMH467hVFQg/s1600-h/Abigail+Danielle+2.2009+to+8.15.2009+213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SozjWLDWAMI/AAAAAAAAAHY/tMH467hVFQg/s400/Abigail+Danielle+2.2009+to+8.15.2009+213.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371918425609601218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SozjwTXrtfI/AAAAAAAAAHg/uz2Di56W8Zw/s1600-h/Abigail+Danielle+2.2009+to+8.15.2009+226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SozjwTXrtfI/AAAAAAAAAHg/uz2Di56W8Zw/s400/Abigail+Danielle+2.2009+to+8.15.2009+226.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371918874518992370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-4399660746239891513?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/4399660746239891513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/08/precious-moments-at-lake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/4399660746239891513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/4399660746239891513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/08/precious-moments-at-lake.html' title='Precious Moments at the Lake!'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SozjKUTgLLI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/5foT3nXaO4w/s72-c/Abigail+Danielle+2.2009+to+8.15.2009+198.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-3425838242334480271</id><published>2009-08-10T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T22:36:41.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Separation Anxiety it's here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Separation&lt;/span&gt; anxiety has arrived. Tonight I get home from work and she just freaks out crying and I hadn't even walked through the door yet. The minute that I pick her she is fine. It's like her crying switch was instantly switch to the off position. When I went to change her diaper she clung to me crying because she didn't want me to put her down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bedtime was an altogether other story. We have never had a problem putting Abigail to bed. She has always been an amazing baby when it comes to bed time. We say our prayers, give her hugs and kisses from mommy and daddy, turn TAD on to night, night songs and off to sweet dreams she goes. Tonight she was screaming. We let her cry for a few minutes before we went in there to check on her. We knew that she was ok so we were not worried. Went in after about 5 mins. and tried to calm her down rubbing her tummy and trying to talk to her or stimulate her. It was so hard. I finally gave in and picked her up. I needed to comfort her. To let her know that everything was ok. She finally got so tired that she allowed us to lay her in her bed and she fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to be strong when it comes to stuff like this. I know that she is ok. She just needs to learn and it's not to early for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-3425838242334480271?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/3425838242334480271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/08/separation-anxiety-its-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/3425838242334480271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/3425838242334480271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/08/separation-anxiety-its-here.html' title='Separation Anxiety it&apos;s here!'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-5953237960743441292</id><published>2009-07-02T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T21:22:09.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Feel Terrible.........</title><content type='html'>I started out blogging a new form of journaling to me wanting nothing more than to capture as many moments of my daughters life that I could. My last blog effort was posted May 18, 2009 over 6 weeks ago and so much has happened. I am going to go back and back blog to update my blog. I know that I can't capture everything but I want so much to be able to show Abigial my blog so that when she is older she can read all about her childhood. I am probably doing this more for me than for her but she may not care as a teenager but when she is a mom her self she will understand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy reading!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-5953237960743441292?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/5953237960743441292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-feel-terrible.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/5953237960743441292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/5953237960743441292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-feel-terrible.html' title='I Feel Terrible.........'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-7930313557020899226</id><published>2009-05-24T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T20:26:18.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abigals First Camping Trip and she's 6 months old!</title><content type='html'>It's a big weekend for Abigial. She had her first camping trip and she turned 6 months old. My baby girl already 6 months old. It's so amazing how fast time has gone by since she was born. She has changed our lives in more ways than both James and I ever imagined. She has her 6 month Dr.s appt. on Wednesday so I will update my blog with those stats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abigail did amazing at camping. We have a brand new large tenant so there was plenty of room for all of us. We actually took her diaper changing pad that is soft so that she could sleep on that and it worked out great. We cuddly bunnied her all up when it was bed time because the nights were cold and she enjoyed being out side during the da. We took her to the beach for the first time and it was so windy I didn't even want to pull the cover from her face. We managed to get a few cute pictures out on the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SrmUaIjCQnI/AAAAAAAACPI/T8537s7FzD8/s1600-h/Abigail+Danielle+1st+Trip+to+the+Beach+5.23.2009+6+months+old+%283%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SrmUaIjCQnI/AAAAAAAACPI/T8537s7FzD8/s400/Abigail+Danielle+1st+Trip+to+the+Beach+5.23.2009+6+months+old+%283%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384498006190080626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SrmUr-cHfHI/AAAAAAAACPQ/o8yNzOMNfiE/s1600-h/Abigail+Danielle+1st+Trip+to+the+Beach+5.23.2009+6+months+old+%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SrmUr-cHfHI/AAAAAAAACPQ/o8yNzOMNfiE/s400/Abigail+Danielle+1st+Trip+to+the+Beach+5.23.2009+6+months+old+%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384498312714353778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SrmVBD4Pi1I/AAAAAAAACPY/VUtLc1yeqgA/s1600-h/Abigail+Danielle+1st+Trip+to+the+Beach+5.23.2009+6+months+old+%2829%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SrmVBD4Pi1I/AAAAAAAACPY/VUtLc1yeqgA/s400/Abigail+Danielle+1st+Trip+to+the+Beach+5.23.2009+6+months+old+%2829%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384498674951752530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SrmVPnzrZwI/AAAAAAAACPg/4ARenZPeyJ4/s1600-h/Abigail+Danielle+1st+Trip+to+the+Beach+5.23.2009+6+months+old+(25).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SrmVPnzrZwI/AAAAAAAACPg/4ARenZPeyJ4/s400/Abigail+Danielle+1st+Trip+to+the+Beach+5.23.2009+6+months+old+(25).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384498925114451714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-7930313557020899226?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/7930313557020899226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/05/abigals-first-camping-trip-and-shes-6.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/7930313557020899226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/7930313557020899226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/05/abigals-first-camping-trip-and-shes-6.html' title='Abigals First Camping Trip and she&apos;s 6 months old!'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SrmUaIjCQnI/AAAAAAAACPI/T8537s7FzD8/s72-c/Abigail+Danielle+1st+Trip+to+the+Beach+5.23.2009+6+months+old+%283%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-1329331172559939785</id><published>2009-05-18T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T23:37:22.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can Only Imagine!</title><content type='html'>I can't even imagine what my life was like last year. I can only imagine how blessed I have become now that Abigail is in my life. I reflect on who I was and know now that I am not that person anymore. There are no words that I can say to God to thank him for the wonderful blessing that he has sent to me. I know that words are not necessary for God and that is what makes him the wonderful person that he is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so hard to imagine that one little person could change my life in so many ways. Abigail is such an amazing person and I am so proud that God sent Abigail to me, to be her Mommy. I sometimes wonder what changed Gods mind. Did he finally see me worthy to be the mother of such a beautiful baby girl? He must have because he sent an amazingly beautiful little girl to be in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only imagine what God has in store for me next. I can only hope that he continues to give me the strength because through God all things are possible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-1329331172559939785?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/1329331172559939785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-can-only-imagine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/1329331172559939785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/1329331172559939785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-can-only-imagine.html' title='I Can Only Imagine!'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-7220027196010770432</id><published>2009-05-18T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T23:10:26.389-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Precious Moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abigail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Capturing the Essence of Abigail's Innocence!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/ShI4oVPQ1RI/AAAAAAAAAGI/-XgB7ozu3vw/s1600-h/AbbybasketGinniegold.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/ShI4oVPQ1RI/AAAAAAAAAGI/-XgB7ozu3vw/s400/AbbybasketGinniegold.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337390773934544146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has blessed me in so many ways, but he did give me one blessing that has been nothing short of amazing. Here is a picture of my beautiful baby girl Abigail. My twin sister took this picture this weekend in her back yard. My sister did an amazing job at capturing the essence of Abigail's innocence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My beautiful baby girl is growing up so fast. Looking back at her newborn photos seems like that was so long ago when it was only 6 months ago. I am so afraid to have this time go by if only I could capture every moment and never let it go. But If I did this I would never get to see the new and exciting things that Abigail has in store for her Daddy and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capture the moment if only for a second you held it close to your heart don't ever let that memory go but be sure to make room for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This photo has been posted with the permission of Karrington Photography 2009.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-7220027196010770432?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/7220027196010770432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/05/abigail-photo-shoot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/7220027196010770432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/7220027196010770432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/05/abigail-photo-shoot.html' title='Capturing the Essence of Abigail&apos;s Innocence!'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/ShI4oVPQ1RI/AAAAAAAAAGI/-XgB7ozu3vw/s72-c/AbbybasketGinniegold.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-6566945641385034116</id><published>2009-05-14T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T23:20:07.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrating Mommy's Birthday Early!</title><content type='html'>2009 brings a lot of first now that Abigail is in my life. We went to Benihanas for dinner. One of my favorite restaurants with my dearest friends from Auto Cross and my MIL. Abigail was such a good girl. Dinner was at 7pm when it is usually the start of her bedtime routine. It was amazing to be celebrating my birthday (although two days early as my birthday is May 16) with Abigail. It's hard not think how old I will be when she is 5 or 10 of 15. Oh goodness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Abigail for loving mommy so much and being apart of my special birthday dinner. I love you so much with all my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-6566945641385034116?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/6566945641385034116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/05/celebrating-mommys-birthday-early.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/6566945641385034116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/6566945641385034116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/05/celebrating-mommys-birthday-early.html' title='Celebrating Mommy&apos;s Birthday Early!'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-123585070917582074</id><published>2009-05-10T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T22:04:32.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Mother's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/ShI8IZwaZgI/AAAAAAAAAGY/kdrZMK82Fbs/s1600-h/Abigail+Danielle+May+2009+(63).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/ShI8IZwaZgI/AAAAAAAAAGY/kdrZMK82Fbs/s400/Abigail+Danielle+May+2009+(63).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337394623438022146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy and Abigail after a long day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/ShI7kLdS_qI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/VSw5Tq7NqUY/s1600-h/Abigail+Danielle+May+2009+(48).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/ShI7kLdS_qI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/VSw5Tq7NqUY/s400/Abigail+Danielle+May+2009+(48).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337394001124458146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy and Abigail filling out Grandmas card at the last minute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one day that I never thought that I would celebrate. Motherhood was not part of the plan or something that I thought God didn't think that I deserved to have. Last year at this time I had just found out a month earlier that I was about to become a Mom. I announced to my sisters and mom that we were pregnant Mother's Day 2008. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't be more blessed to be Abigail's Mommy! Although Mother's Day is a day of celebration for Mom's I don't need a special day. Every day is special just being Abigial's Mommy. She gives me a gift each day by just being her. By growing each day. but most of all Abigail has the most amazing smile. She gives it to me every morning when she wakes up and every night before she goes to bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sweet, sweet Daughter. I am so happy to be your Mommy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-123585070917582074?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/123585070917582074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-first-mothers-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/123585070917582074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/123585070917582074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-first-mothers-day.html' title='My First Mother&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/ShI8IZwaZgI/AAAAAAAAAGY/kdrZMK82Fbs/s72-c/Abigail+Danielle+May+2009+(63).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-8337263131118341016</id><published>2009-05-06T21:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T22:51:23.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Helping Abigail Learn to Roll Over</title><content type='html'>Abigail is not all the excited about rolling over and she hates tummy time. Mommy and Grandma help her but she is just not wanting any part of it. Abigail will roll over when it is her time and she will start to crawl when it is her time. I can't wait for her to do these things but know that she is going to give her Daddy and I a run for our money when she starts be mobile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abigail is growing up so fast now it's hard to believe that she will soon be 6 months old. My little baby girl is going to be not so little before my very eyes. Don't blink because I don't want to miss a moment, don't turn away in fear that I will miss a moment. Cherish every moment that you have because they come and go so very fast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-8337263131118341016?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/8337263131118341016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/05/helping-abigail-learn-to-roll-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/8337263131118341016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/8337263131118341016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/05/helping-abigail-learn-to-roll-over.html' title='Helping Abigail Learn to Roll Over'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-2523120709926973028</id><published>2009-05-03T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T22:45:28.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abigail's First SCCA Auto Cross Event Weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/ShI-s6nN-4I/AAAAAAAAAGw/EbhIw3VRzvE/s1600-h/Abigail+Danielle+May+2009+(20).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/ShI-s6nN-4I/AAAAAAAAAGw/EbhIw3VRzvE/s400/Abigail+Danielle+May+2009+(20).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337397449756375938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/ShI-jCGKHDI/AAAAAAAAAGo/BK7WrTEdbFs/s1600-h/Abigail+Danielle+May+2009+(11).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/ShI-jCGKHDI/AAAAAAAAAGo/BK7WrTEdbFs/s400/Abigail+Danielle+May+2009+(11).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337397279966501938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/ShI-YNOU4yI/AAAAAAAAAGg/t3_gAgZo1_E/s1600-h/Abigail+Danielle+May+2009+(18).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/ShI-YNOU4yI/AAAAAAAAAGg/t3_gAgZo1_E/s400/Abigail+Danielle+May+2009+(18).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337397093974991650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a trooper little Abigail was this weekend. She was all cuddle bunny warm in her stroller with all her comfy blankets. The rain managed to hold off during the Novice School on Saturday and Event #2 on Sunday. Abigail stayed for the morning session and than Nana came and picked her up and Abigail got to go to lunch the "Girls" Nana and her friends. Nana and Abigail and a good time together but when Mommy and Daddy came to pick her up we were so happy to see her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-2523120709926973028?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/2523120709926973028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/05/abigails-first-scca-auto-cross-event.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/2523120709926973028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/2523120709926973028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/05/abigails-first-scca-auto-cross-event.html' title='Abigail&apos;s First SCCA Auto Cross Event Weekend!'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/ShI-s6nN-4I/AAAAAAAAAGw/EbhIw3VRzvE/s72-c/Abigail+Danielle+May+2009+(20).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-2573566591499425278</id><published>2009-04-29T22:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T22:01:48.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Precious Moments with Mommy and Daddy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SfkwtevVwKI/AAAAAAAAAEk/fVMpELfXiTQ/s1600-h/Abigail+and+Mommy+April+2009+Glow+B%26w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 376px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SfkwtevVwKI/AAAAAAAAAEk/fVMpELfXiTQ/s400/Abigail+and+Mommy+April+2009+Glow+B%26w.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330345191873560738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/Sfkwn6G3NjI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Hgd3SBYRCOM/s1600-h/Abigail+and+Daddy+Glow+B%26W.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/Sfkwn6G3NjI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Hgd3SBYRCOM/s400/Abigail+and+Daddy+Glow+B%26W.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330345096140764722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-2573566591499425278?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/2573566591499425278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/04/precious-moments-with-mommy-and-daddy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/2573566591499425278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/2573566591499425278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/04/precious-moments-with-mommy-and-daddy.html' title='Precious Moments with Mommy and Daddy!'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SfkwtevVwKI/AAAAAAAAAEk/fVMpELfXiTQ/s72-c/Abigail+and+Mommy+April+2009+Glow+B%26w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-3631881835146059843</id><published>2009-04-28T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T21:59:45.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Embracing the Moment!</title><content type='html'>For this past week I have been reflecting at how I can't believe that I am a Mom. Looking back over the last couple of years I never thought that I would be someones Mommy! Most of you that read my blog know my back story so motherhood was not in my cards. I was shocked when I found out that I was pregnant. It was something that was very hard for me to embrace. Looking back on my feelings from a year ago it breaks my heart to think that I had questioned my feelings regarding my pregnancy. It is something that took me until 19 weeks of pregnancy to embrace. That is when we found out that my precious baby was a little "Girl". The night before our ultra sound at 19 weeks I told James that we were not going to go find out what we were having without knowing what our babies name was going to be. We had a baby boys name picked out which was James Cohen. We had yet to make a final decision on our little girls name. It was either Abigail or Addison. I took two pieces of paper and wrote both names on the paper with little boxes next to the them. Handed one James and kept one for myself. We did a secret ballot vote to decide our daughters name. I completed my vote and we swapped ballots. I quickly opened James' before he could open mine and he hadn't checked anything. I quickly took mine back and made him vote. We swapped ballots again and the decision was made. If we were having a little girl her name was to be Abigail Danielle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we went in for our ultrasound we found out very quickly that we were having a "GIRL" that is when it all became real. Little Abigail Danielle was growing inside of me. That was the moment that I embraced the fact I was going to be a Mom and that Abigail Danielle was going to be my daughter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned that day to take nothing for granted and to embrace every moment that you have. Abigail has taught me embrace the unexpected because amazing things happen. My amazing thing is Abigail. She reminds me to embrace every moment of every day. Even though this little girl is only 5 months old she has completely changed her Mommy! I am so blessed to be Abigail's Mommy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-3631881835146059843?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/3631881835146059843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/04/embracing-moment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/3631881835146059843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/3631881835146059843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/04/embracing-moment.html' title='Embracing the Moment!'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-259280649967165018</id><published>2009-04-24T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T21:44:29.943-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abigail&apos;s Mommy'/><title type='text'>Abigail Danielle is 5 Months Old Today!</title><content type='html'>My baby girl Abigail Danielle turned 5 months old today. I can't believe that it has been 5 months since we welcomed Abigail into our lives. She has grown leaps and bounds in all areas. When she was born we were concerned about her weight when we left the hospital. She had lost about 10% of her original weight which was concerning.  We went in for weekly weigh ins and now she is in the 89% for weight. Her Auntie calls her biggins. She is adorable with little rolls in her thighs and chunky wrist and the most amazing little smile you will ever see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abigail is our little blessing. She has found her hands, lays on her back and puts her feet in the air (so cute) and has found her voice. She talks and than has these little squeals. It's too cute. She is now sitting up in her bumbo chair, still hates tummy time, working on rolling over but haven't quiet figured that one out, loves to sleep on her tummy but Mommy and Daddy won't let her. Abigail loves going for walks in her big girl stroller and is just starting to like her exosaucer because she can sit up in it finally. Abigail has just started sleeping through the night but she is now starting to teeth and has had trouble sleeping through the night the last couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit that Abigail has changed my life completely and for the better. I am not the person that I was 5 months ago. Abigail has made me a better person both inside and out. I am happy and blessed to be Abigail's Mommy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-259280649967165018?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/259280649967165018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/04/abigail-danielle-is-5-months-old-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/259280649967165018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/259280649967165018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/04/abigail-danielle-is-5-months-old-today.html' title='Abigail Danielle is 5 Months Old Today!'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-5334216011996857390</id><published>2009-04-22T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T22:24:49.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God has Truly Blessed Us!</title><content type='html'>God has truly blessed James and I by bringing Abigail into our lives. When I look at my little girl I am so taken back by the fact that her daddy and I created her. That little Abigail is my baby girl. We prayed for a happy and healthy baby and God delivered that. She will be 5 months old on Friday and it's hard to believe that time has gone by so fast. I feel so guilty for feeling the way that I used to feel about not wanting to have kids. When nothing happened for more than 5 years (we weren't trying and we weren't preventing. Just thought that we couldn't conceive.) you begin to think that children are just not in your future and so I had moved on with my life. But to my blessed surprise Abigail was on her way. I can't seem to find ways to express myself in words to night. I love Abigail so much and want nothing more than to make sure that she is the happiest, most loved baby girl. As Abigail's Mommy I will forever be there for her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-5334216011996857390?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/5334216011996857390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/04/god-has-truly-blessed-us.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/5334216011996857390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/5334216011996857390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/04/god-has-truly-blessed-us.html' title='God has Truly Blessed Us!'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-2013695070279641897</id><published>2009-04-20T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T20:51:26.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bed time Smiles! I'm too Cute!</title><content type='html'>Putting Abigail to bed has always been an easy thing to do. We are truly blessed in this nightly task. Tonight Abigail was absolutely adorable. She had been fussy since I got home from work. Daddy had informed me that she hadn't had a nap all day except for a quick cat nap on the road today. We get her up to bed and she is laying in her bed just smiling from ear to ear. She really had her Daddy and I mesmerized at the cuteness game that she was playing with us. She really had us wrapped around her little finger. We are standing there watching her and I just started crying. You can't resist that adorable smile that she throws at you. How could you not stare at her. I missed Abigail so much today and was happy to see my precious little daughter with many smiles for me today. May everyday be filled with many blessed smiles from my precious Abigail.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-2013695070279641897?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/2013695070279641897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/04/bed-time-smiles-im-too-cute.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/2013695070279641897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/2013695070279641897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/04/bed-time-smiles-im-too-cute.html' title='Bed time Smiles! I&apos;m too Cute!'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-5422195002362001924</id><published>2009-04-18T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T20:39:02.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandpa Carl is honored as an Oregon POW!</title><content type='html'>Today we attended a luncheon in honor of all the Oregon POW. James' grandfather was honored during this ceremony. I am happy that Abigail was able to attend such a great presentation. Although she is just under 5 months old the important thing is that she was there for her great grandfather. The one thing that stuck with me at this luncheon was that in today's American children would not be all that familiar with the happenings of World War II and that it takes ceremonies such as these to remind us of what people did for our freedom. As they were going through the list of POW it amazed me at the amount of time that our soldier's were imprisoned for. The longest was over 5 years and the shortest was around 1 month. It's hard to believe that something like that could happen. This was certainly a history lesson for myself. Although the food was terrible the history lesson was enlightening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-5422195002362001924?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/5422195002362001924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/04/grandpa-carl-is-honored-as-oregon-pow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/5422195002362001924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/5422195002362001924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/04/grandpa-carl-is-honored-as-oregon-pow.html' title='Grandpa Carl is honored as an Oregon POW!'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-6269292709947510712</id><published>2009-04-17T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T20:31:45.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>15 Happy Years! Did you ever imagine?</title><content type='html'>These are the words that my wonderful husband James whispered to me as we are putting our beautiful daughter Abigail to bed last night. Today was our first date 15 years ago. And no I never imagined that this is where we would be 15 years later. James and I meet just a few months before I graduated. As is any other teenager I wanted more than ever to be a wife and a mother. When we got married in 1998 we told everyone not to ask for grandkids for at least 5 years. 5 years later James' grandma asks where are the grandkids. At this point we weren't ready for kids. A year later we tried and with no success. 5 years later and I am so blessed to have Abigail in my life. I am so happy that James and I spent 15 wonderful years just the two of us. We really grew up together and created "Us". Now God has created our family and has brought Abigail into our lives. When I think 15 years into the future Abigail will be 15 years old. Oh my goodness. My baby girl, I don't want her to grow up so fast. It's hard to believe that she will be 5 months old next week already. I look forward to each day as Abigail shows us the new things that she has learned. There is always something new!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-6269292709947510712?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/6269292709947510712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/04/15-happy-years-did-you-ever-imagine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/6269292709947510712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/6269292709947510712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/04/15-happy-years-did-you-ever-imagine.html' title='15 Happy Years! Did you ever imagine?'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-7776812037256063465</id><published>2009-04-15T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T21:33:03.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh My Baby Girl your sweet baby words in the Morning!</title><content type='html'>Abigail woke up this morning and I could hear her talk to herself through the baby monitor. It was the sweetest thing. I just laid there and listened to her for a few minutes before I had to get up and get ready for work. Will every morning be like this now that she is STTN and not waking up at 4am to come to bed with Mommy and Daddy? I sure hope so. I love to hear her talk to herself in her crib. When her Daddy and I go into her room to get her in the morning you get the sweetest smile from her. It's amazing what has changed since she was just 3 months old until now. I look forward to all that Abigail does as each day brings something new to her world and to mine as well. I often wonder what she is thinking at that moment. Or what she thinks about who her parents are. Are we doing a good job? Are we good parents to her?  Do we take good care of her? I know that she is only 20 weeks old, but she is my sweet daughter and what she thinks now is just as important as what she will think when she is 16.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abigail is my daughter and I am Abigail's mommy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-7776812037256063465?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/7776812037256063465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-my-baby-girl-your-sweet-baby-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/7776812037256063465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/7776812037256063465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-my-baby-girl-your-sweet-baby-words.html' title='Oh My Baby Girl your sweet baby words in the Morning!'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-7736210901918412396</id><published>2009-04-14T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T21:47:06.258-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Precious Moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abigail'/><title type='text'>A Mother's Precious Moment!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SeVmxKuTdVI/AAAAAAAAAEU/GottuWVWQAk/s1600-h/Abigail+and+Mommy+in+the+Tubie+Pink+Tint.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 176px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SeVmxKuTdVI/AAAAAAAAAEU/GottuWVWQAk/s320/Abigail+and+Mommy+in+the+Tubie+Pink+Tint.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324775129313670482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Mothers Precious Moment. First and fore most I am a loving Mother to my precious daughter Abigail and I work full time. As I don't get to spend my days with my daughter the precious moments that I have with my her are just that. Precious! We set aside some extra special Mommy and Abigail time and took a bubble tubie. (in other words a bubble bath. We call them tubies in our house.) Abigail just loves to take a tubie in the big girl tub because she can float around and kick the water. She gets so relaxed, but I am not surprised because Mommy loves the tubie too. James took a special picture of Abigail and I together. This is one of the very few pictures that we have together. After seeing this special picture I now know how important it is to get more pictures of her and I together. I don't want to miss out on any more time. She is growing up so fast. Why didn't I see the importance of this sooner. My goal now is to take more photos of Abigail and I together and more photos of the family together. A picture is worth a thousand words. My daughters moments are priceless.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-7736210901918412396?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/7736210901918412396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/04/mothers-precious-moment.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/7736210901918412396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/7736210901918412396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/04/mothers-precious-moment.html' title='A Mother&apos;s Precious Moment!'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SeVmxKuTdVI/AAAAAAAAAEU/GottuWVWQAk/s72-c/Abigail+and+Mommy+in+the+Tubie+Pink+Tint.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-5277871613756488856</id><published>2009-04-12T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T21:25:39.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abigails First Easter! It's Another First. Did I Miss Something?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SeVeq3Aa6pI/AAAAAAAAAEM/u0RP9bv0fV8/s1600-h/Abigail+April+2009+4.14+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SeVeq3Aa6pI/AAAAAAAAAEM/u0RP9bv0fV8/s320/Abigail+April+2009+4.14+109.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324766224848710290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 1st Easter my precious daughter Abigail. What a laid back day it was. We went to Grandma and Grandpas for the day. I feel terrible that I didn't really take alot photos on Abigail's 1st Easter. I got her an Easter basket and a white teething bunny with pink paws for her to teeth on and that was it. Should I have made this day more special? Did she miss out on something by not taking her to see the Easter Bunny at the mall. I wasn't going to pay $15.00 for 1 4x6 photo to see a silly looking Easter bunny. Should I have been more creative and done a mini photo shoot before Easter? I am so torn. Should have, Would have, Could have. I feel like I learned something this holiday. Take more photos. Savor the moment. All of Abigails Firsts. She was so cute in her little yellow outfit. Nothing special but she looks so adorable almost like a little chick. Happy First Easter my Dearest First Daughter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-5277871613756488856?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/5277871613756488856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/04/abigails-first-easter-its-another-first.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/5277871613756488856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/5277871613756488856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/04/abigails-first-easter-its-another-first.html' title='Abigails First Easter! It&apos;s Another First. Did I Miss Something?'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SeVeq3Aa6pI/AAAAAAAAAEM/u0RP9bv0fV8/s72-c/Abigail+April+2009+4.14+109.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-3350323788829516212</id><published>2009-04-11T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T22:30:50.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Beautiful Baby Girl!</title><content type='html'>Every day I am amazed at how big my baby girl is getting. It's seems that just yesterday James and I were in the hospital holding our little girl and now today she amazes us at what she is achieving each day. The time seems to go by so fast that you have to slow down and take it all in. If you don't you may just miss something. I so look forward to each day as Abigail teaches me something new. What does a 4.5 month old have to teach her Mom? Well this Mom has allot to learn. I never thought that I was going to be a Mom, thought that I couldn't and dealt with it by deciding not to have any kids. Than God had other plans. Much to my surprise he decided to bring Abigail into our lives. For just over a year now I have been blessed each and every day. I think that some days James will just watch me with Abigail and be amazed at how much I have fallen in love with this little baby girl who is my daughter. Who is held in the loving arms of her Daddy and Mommy each and every day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-3350323788829516212?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/3350323788829516212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-beautiful-baby-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/3350323788829516212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/3350323788829516212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-beautiful-baby-girl.html' title='My Beautiful Baby Girl!'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-5396901197048220099</id><published>2009-04-08T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T21:30:12.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How My Life Changed 1 Year Ago Today!</title><content type='html'>My life changed 1 year ago today in a way that I never thought was possible. Today back in 2008 was like any other ordinary day. I went to work and headed to my nail appt. after work. I knew that my time of the month was coming but I just had tender breast and no heavy cramping which is something that I always had. I never thought that I could be pregnant. I always kept a pregnancy test tucked away in my cabinet in the bathroom just in case I needed to relieve my worries of being pregnant. So I pulled out my Dollar Tree pregnancy test and did my thing. To my complete shock and horror it came back "POSITIVE" What the heck? I started crying uncontrollably. I came down stairs crying and James said "I thought I hear something but I wasn't sure". He looked at me with this concerned look on his face and asked what was wrong. I told him that I was pregnant. Even though I was completely crying I saw this smile appear across his face. He walked over to me and told me that everything was going to be ok. I told him that just to make sure it was in fact positive I wanted to go to Walgreens and get another pregnancy test to see how that one turned out. Well my story goes .... My Dollar Tree test is just as accurate as my $14.00 Walgreens test. I took the second one that night and it was positive. The next morning I took a 3rd test and that one came back positive too. We were pregnant!!!! I knew that James was excited and happy and I was still completely unsure. We had tried to get pregnant over 5 years prior and after a year of trying with no success we gave up. We decided that we were no longer trying and we weren't going to prevent. After 5 years I had come to the conclusion that we just couldn't have kids and than God decided that it was time for us to be parents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that Abigail is 4.5 months old I wouldn't change anything for the world. She has been such and amazing blessing to our lives. Abigail has changed me in so many ways and I can't wait to see her grow up and show me all the amazing things that she has to teach me. I love my little girl so much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-5396901197048220099?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/5396901197048220099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/04/how-my-life-changed-1-year-ago-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/5396901197048220099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/5396901197048220099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/04/how-my-life-changed-1-year-ago-today.html' title='How My Life Changed 1 Year Ago Today!'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-6738983798439481811</id><published>2009-04-06T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T22:01:00.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Beautiful Day for a Walk!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SdwuXeUHgnI/AAAAAAAAADw/4UA-l3AcZFY/s1600-h/DSC00197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SdwuXeUHgnI/AAAAAAAAADw/4UA-l3AcZFY/s320/DSC00197.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322179840454394482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SdwuKvmUw-I/AAAAAAAAADo/6gQnPzoM6Ms/s1600-h/DSC00200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SdwuKvmUw-I/AAAAAAAAADo/6gQnPzoM6Ms/s320/DSC00200.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322179621755864034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the first day in 2009 that our weather reached above 75 degrees. What a beautiful day. When I got home from work we went for a walk in our neighborhood and also took Abigail to the neighborhood park. She took her first slide down the slide with Mommy and felt grass for the first time. Abigail was such a good girl on our walk. With so much to look at she was amazed with all that there was to see. Each day for Abigail brings a new adventure a new story and a blessing to Mommy and Daddy. I never take a single moment for granted and cherish every moment that we spend together and all the new things that there is to learn both for myself as a Mom and also for Abigail. I love her so much and it's so hard as each day goes by that she is growing to be such a Big Girl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-6738983798439481811?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/6738983798439481811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-beautiful-day-for-walk.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/6738983798439481811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/6738983798439481811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-beautiful-day-for-walk.html' title='What a Beautiful Day for a Walk!'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SdwuXeUHgnI/AAAAAAAAADw/4UA-l3AcZFY/s72-c/DSC00197.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-4662994813047855657</id><published>2009-04-05T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T21:50:22.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abigail was Baptized Today!</title><content type='html'>Today Abigail was Baptized at St. John Lutheran Church. It was a wonderful baptism and she gave a big smile to Pastor Cliff. She didn't cry at all during the church service and was a very good girl while the pastor poured water on her head. We had a wonderful get together at the house with all the family and a few select friends. Our dear friend Lacy made the baptism cake. It was a doll cake and the dress was just like that of Abigail's Baptism gown. The same gown that I wore when I was baptized all those years ago. As soon as I have pictures I will post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-4662994813047855657?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/4662994813047855657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/04/abigail-was-baptised-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/4662994813047855657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/4662994813047855657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/04/abigail-was-baptised-today.html' title='Abigail was Baptized Today!'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-8258538161227888641</id><published>2009-04-03T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T21:45:11.983-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sleeping through the night'/><title type='text'>Abigail Slept Through the Night!</title><content type='html'>Last Night Abigail slept through the night. Ironically she had success on solids last night. It was crazy. I woke up around 5:15am and thought oh she will be up in 15 mins or so. Around 6am I woke and had realized that she hadn't woken up. So I went into her room to make sure that she was ok. And of course she was! I went back to bed until I had to get up for work. She started crying around 7:30am so I went into her room and took her into bed with Daddy where she slept til around 9am when daddy had to wake her up. All the reading material from the Ped says that there is no correlation to a baby sleeping through the night when they have solids. It was crazy our first full nights sleep in over 4 months. I wouldn't change any amount of lost sleep for the experiences that I am having with Abigail.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-8258538161227888641?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/8258538161227888641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/04/abigail-slept-through-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/8258538161227888641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/8258538161227888641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/04/abigail-slept-through-night.html' title='Abigail Slept Through the Night!'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-1922824383753945874</id><published>2009-04-02T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T21:37:35.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Success with Solid's!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SdwqBwKjwQI/AAAAAAAAADg/FDs3ILeYb4c/s1600-h/DSC00142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SdwqBwKjwQI/AAAAAAAAADg/FDs3ILeYb4c/s320/DSC00142.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322175069242507522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another amazing evening with Abigail. James gave me her daily update on food, naps, BM etc. It seems that she seems to be wanting more food more frequently so I decided to try and give her solids again. We tried a couple weeks ago and she wasn't ready yet so I didn't push it. Well tonight I got her in her big girl high chair and made up some rice cereal with fruit mixed with formula. I couldn't believe it when she started to eat it. After a few spoon fulls she started to open her mouth when the spoon came her way. I was totally amazed. I had only made a small bowl as I didn't want to waste anything but when she was finished she was fussy so I made her a second bowl. She quickly ate that bowl and I made her another one. So we are now on bowl three. Keep in mind these were small servings that I made, I didn't want to waste anything but it wss amazing to say the least, I showed James how to mix the rice cereal so that he could feed her tomorrow. It seems like we were able to eliminate 1 formula feeding with the rice cereal. I am going to feed this to her for the next week or so and see how it goes and see about introducing fruits and veggies into her diet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continue to be amazed every day at what Abigail accomplishes. She is getting so big and i am so blessed to be her Mommy. All jokes aside we always said that only God would know when we were ready to be parents and he blessed us with an amazing little girl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-1922824383753945874?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/1922824383753945874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/04/success-with-solids.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/1922824383753945874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/1922824383753945874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/04/success-with-solids.html' title='Success with Solid&apos;s!'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SdwqBwKjwQI/AAAAAAAAADg/FDs3ILeYb4c/s72-c/DSC00142.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-5092322309154351487</id><published>2009-04-01T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T22:20:46.871-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abigails Mommy'/><title type='text'>Never Take a Single Moment for Granted!</title><content type='html'>It has been an absolute blessing to Abigail's Mommy. Tonight I got home from work early and had an amazing evening with Abigail. We had such great Mommy and Abigail time together. She sucked down her bottle and we had great floor time and tummy time. Abigail hates Tummy Time but it is so good for her. Mommy always knows what's best.  It was amazing at how happy she was. I never want to take a single moment for granted and will cherish every moment that we share together. My time with my little girl is so valuable and when I am at work I miss so much, but that is just the way that it is. I am so happy that her Daddy is able to be at home with her and is able to be there during this most important time. It's crazy how much she has changed my life. I am so blessed to be able to blog my experience as a mother, something that I never thought that I would be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-5092322309154351487?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/5092322309154351487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/04/never-take-single-moment-for-granted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/5092322309154351487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/5092322309154351487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/04/never-take-single-moment-for-granted.html' title='Never Take a Single Moment for Granted!'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-1386224555596810700</id><published>2009-03-26T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T21:53:02.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy Creating Memories</title><content type='html'>I wished that I had a camera tonight. Abigail had her 4 month shots today and around 8pm she started getting fussy and then an all out break down. We gave her some medicine but don't think we got it to her in time. James  was so amazing tonight with her. While rocking Abigail I was laying on the bed holding Tad the frog who was singing her night night songs. It was such a picture perfect silhouette of Daddy rocking Abigail and Abigail almost asleep. He has that amazing touch with her and Abigail is turning into a Daddy's little girl which is really ok with me. I want her to have the father daughter relationship that I was never afforded. I was crying just watching the two of them together. What a beautiful sight creating memories. Daddy and Abigail.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-1386224555596810700?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/1386224555596810700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/03/daddy-creating-memories.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/1386224555596810700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/1386224555596810700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/03/daddy-creating-memories.html' title='Daddy Creating Memories'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-459928056290882659</id><published>2009-03-26T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T21:21:50.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Month Stats Update!</title><content type='html'>Abigail went in to get her 4 month shots today. She is actually 4 months and 2 days. We went in for her 4 month appt at 3.5 months because her ped was going on maternity leave. So two weeks later and Abigail has gained 1 pound. She is now 14lbs 10oz. Crazy little girl. Just yesterday we started feeding her 6oz bottles and she is taking them. This resulted in Abigail only waking up at 2:30am last night to take her pacifier and go right back to sleep. She slept until 5:30am when daddy brought Abigail into our room and she went back to sleep until 7am. She is changing every day. It's amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-459928056290882659?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/459928056290882659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/03/4-month-stats-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/459928056290882659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/459928056290882659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/03/4-month-stats-update.html' title='4 Month Stats Update!'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-9155396495146197703</id><published>2009-03-24T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T19:19:57.086-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abigail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4 Months old'/><title type='text'>It's Already been 4 Months!</title><content type='html'>4 months have gone by and it seems like Abigail has been part of my life for alot longer than that. My wonderful baby girl continues to be a blessing in my life. I reflect daily on what it's like to be a first time mom to beautiful Abigail and always look forward to what "will be next" in Abigails little world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today she turned 4 months old. She changes so much every day. She is getting bigger, her hair is lightening up, her eyebrows are darkening up, her head control is strengthening, her sleeping habits are getting better and she continues to amaze me every single day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-9155396495146197703?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/9155396495146197703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-already-been-4-months.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/9155396495146197703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/9155396495146197703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-already-been-4-months.html' title='It&apos;s Already been 4 Months!'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-4518631265155664926</id><published>2009-03-16T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T13:59:31.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss my baby girl today!</title><content type='html'>It's hard to believe how such a little person can change my life so much. It is just an amazing thing to be a first time mother and to such a beautiful baby girl. Today I am missing Abigail so much. I didn't get to hold her this morning because she was asleep when I left for work, has really got me missing her. And tonight I am going to my MIL's house for a party and I won't get to see Abigail at all because she is going to want to hold Abigail and show her off to all her friends. Work is a must for me put the most important thing is that right now she is at home with her Daddy. I can't wait to see my precious daughter. My cherished treasure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-4518631265155664926?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/4518631265155664926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-miss-my-baby-girl-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/4518631265155664926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/4518631265155664926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-miss-my-baby-girl-today.html' title='I miss my baby girl today!'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-6927785579753238989</id><published>2009-03-12T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T21:34:58.334-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Schedule'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bed time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sleep'/><title type='text'>Abigail is setting her own bed time schedule!</title><content type='html'>Abigail is really starting to change her sleeping habits at night. For about the last week, Abigail seems to be setting her own bedtime schedule. She is starting to get tired at around 7:30p, and is almost asleep by 8:00pm. I miss her so much because I only get to see her for such a short amoutn of time in the evening that I miss my little girl. She always seems to easily but her self to sleep and has never once been difficult to put down. Even if I wanted to put her down at around 9pm she wouldn't even make it that long. I guess that I could hold her for that hour, but I don't want to set a precedence that she will be held the first hour that she falls asleep. The other night I missed her so much that I wanted her to sleep with me and she did. She slept on my chest for most of the night and I didn't get much sleep but it was so nice to have her so close to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that as Abigail gets older that she will continue to have good sleeping habits. We are so blessed to have Abigail falling asleep the way that she does. I am not sure how I would handle it if she didn't. My daughter Abigail is my heart and soul. A blessing to my life that I wouldn't change for the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-6927785579753238989?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/6927785579753238989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/03/abigail-is-setting-her-own-bed-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/6927785579753238989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/6927785579753238989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/03/abigail-is-setting-her-own-bed-time.html' title='Abigail is setting her own bed time schedule!'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-4791397303071106630</id><published>2009-03-11T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T22:10:57.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Month Stats at 3 1/2 Months!</title><content type='html'>Abigail went in for her 4 month Dr.'s appt today and yes she is still 2 weeks away from being 4 months but her pediatrician is 37 weeks pregnant and wanted to see her before she went on maternity leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so happy with her growth so her are her stats:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 13 lbs. 9oz.      89%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Height: 24.8 inches      95%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head Circ: 16.3 inches  86%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is certainly tall like her daddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-4791397303071106630?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/4791397303071106630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/03/4-month-stats.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/4791397303071106630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/4791397303071106630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/03/4-month-stats.html' title='4 Month Stats at 3 1/2 Months!'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-5955047794988935464</id><published>2009-03-10T13:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T21:43:05.514-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Changing'/><title type='text'>They say that I have changed!</title><content type='html'>My little sister came over one day a week or so ago to visit Abigail. James mentions to me that he and my sister talked about me a little. So I asked him what they had talked about and he said that it was how I had changed. That is true I have changed. My life changed on April 8, 2008 when I found out that I was pregnant. It was hard for me to understand what was happening to me as I had come to believe that we couldn’t have children. I felt this way because 5 years prior we had tried to conceive with no success and had decided to leave it up to God to determine when we were ready for a child. So we didn’t prevent anything for over 5 years and I just felt that well we are getting pregnant so we can’t have kids and decided that I didn’t want kids. I think in the back of my mind this was my way to cope with the idea that we weren’t getting pregnant. James was always worried that my decision to not have children might come back to haunt me when I was 40. And with my big girl attitude I told him no that was not the case. But I think that deep down I was worried. But again had to be the big girl. I was putting on a show and had to stay in character. I have never but these thoughts in writing before and it just seems weird that this was how I was feeling. When we went in for our first Dr.’s appt. my OB seemed concerned about my lack of excitement and I had told her that I had come to the conclusion that we weren’t having children and in a matter of minutes my life and change. One minute I was heading 1 direction and the next minute it was heading the opposite direction. It takes awhile to adjust to something like that. We would go to the Dr.’s appts and we would hear the baby’s heartbeat and at that time I thought that would really bring it to like but it didn’t. Than we got to go in and have the ultra sound to see how far along I was and I thought that would get me excited. It didn’t happen until Abigail was 19 weeks old in my tummy and we found out that she was a little girl with a name that I got excited. It was so important for me to go into the ultra sound with a boy’s name and a girl’s name. Because at the moment we found out what it was that precious little child was to have a name. If we were to have a little boy his name would have been James Cohen Paulson and our little girls name was to be Abigail Danielle Paulson. It was more important for us to have a happy, healthy baby but was so excited when we were told that it was a little girl. See boys rule the family so everyone was giving us little girl vibes and so our little girl became Abigail Danielle Paulson. Now that I am a mom, Abigail’s mommy it is the most wonderful thing in the world. Something that I wouldn’t change for the world. It’s one of these moments where now that I am a mom I wish that I would have done it a long time ago. For me, it has been that amazing. That life changing and that wonderful. Knowing that Abigail loves me unconditionally and relies on me to make her safe is an indescribable feeling. Something that I can’t wait to do again. Before Abigail was born I wasn’t sure if we were going to have another baby, the further that I got into my pregnancy I decided that I didn’t want Abigail to be an only child and James and I agreed that we would have another one but I wanted them to be at least 4 years apart. That’s what my sisters and I are and to me it works out great but after Abigail was born I couldn’t wait to start trying again. James and I have agreed that we will start trying again when Abigail is a year old so that they can be at least two years apart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-5955047794988935464?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/5955047794988935464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/03/they-say-that-i-have-changed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/5955047794988935464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/5955047794988935464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/03/they-say-that-i-have-changed.html' title='They say that I have changed!'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-6762671029006782386</id><published>2009-03-10T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T21:26:10.452-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cosleeping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sleeping through the night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>I knew that Abigail could do it!</title><content type='html'>Last night Abigail slept for one of the longest stretches that she ever has. She was so tired that she slept from 6:30pm until 9:30pm when we woke her up to change her diaper. I was missing Abigail so much that I had her sleep on my chest for the night where she slept until 2am. I feed her 4oz. and put her into her bed. She slept for a couple of hours and than woke up again at 4am. I brought her back into bed with us where she slept until 9:30am&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-6762671029006782386?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/6762671029006782386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-knew-that-abigail-could-do-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/6762671029006782386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/6762671029006782386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-knew-that-abigail-could-do-it.html' title='I knew that Abigail could do it!'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-4116513683434192475</id><published>2009-03-07T15:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T22:51:03.381-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abigail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Froggie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Just Abigail and her Froggie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SbL_5DGcT3I/AAAAAAAAACQ/w_G7L7ZY_zY/s1600-h/Abigail+March+1-7,+2009+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SbL_5DGcT3I/AAAAAAAAACQ/w_G7L7ZY_zY/s320/Abigail+March+1-7,+2009+053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310588266173190002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Lil, Abigail,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;You were so cute today playing with your froggie. You are now getting to the point where you can start to grab things and hold on for just a few seconds. But watching you play with your froggie was so cute. You were giving him love, and kisses, sucking on one of his feet and smiling at your froggie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Your froggie is very special to mommy. I looked all over for froggie and found the perfect one for you. It is soft and cuddley and I know that he will become your security blanket as you get older. Now mommy is going to tell you  secret: I didn't just by one Froggie, mommy bought 4 froggies. Yes 4. I wanted to make sure that if you ever left froggie some where that there would always be a froggie waiting for you at home. We are already switching between two froggies right now so they start to age the same. I can't wait until you really start playing with your froggie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-4116513683434192475?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/4116513683434192475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-abigail-and-her-froggie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/4116513683434192475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/4116513683434192475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-abigail-and-her-froggie.html' title='Just Abigail and her Froggie'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SbL_5DGcT3I/AAAAAAAAACQ/w_G7L7ZY_zY/s72-c/Abigail+March+1-7,+2009+053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-946163160505060556</id><published>2009-03-06T19:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T15:13:01.902-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You are the beauty in my Morning!</title><content type='html'>Lil Abigail,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the beauty in my morning. When I go into your room in the morning or I get you up from mommy and daddy's bed you give us such a beautiful smile. It is so amazing to see your smile in the morning or when you wake up from a nap. You make mommy so happy when you smile at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love You Abigail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-946163160505060556?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/946163160505060556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-are-beauty-in-my-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/946163160505060556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/946163160505060556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-are-beauty-in-my-morning.html' title='You are the beauty in my Morning!'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-1183101714246175808</id><published>2009-03-05T20:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T15:31:06.401-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abigail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Time Together'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mommy'/><title type='text'>I held you before I left for work today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SbGuFEIo8vI/AAAAAAAAACA/Q-a9IebEiRk/s1600-h/Abigail+with+Blanket+3+months.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 312px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SbGuFEIo8vI/AAAAAAAAACA/Q-a9IebEiRk/s320/Abigail+with+Blanket+3+months.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310216837679084274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil Abigail,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy was missing you before I even left for work this morning. I had a few extra minutes so I picked you up our of bed and held you for a few minutes. I knew that you would have a good day with daddy but mommy was still missing you. I have a goal in place that mommy wants to try. If I get up 30 minutes earlier each day before work I can feed you and get you ready for the day and will have been able to spend some time with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Abigail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-1183101714246175808?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/1183101714246175808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-held-you-before-i-left-for-work-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/1183101714246175808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/1183101714246175808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-held-you-before-i-left-for-work-today.html' title='I held you before I left for work today!'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/SbGuFEIo8vI/AAAAAAAAACA/Q-a9IebEiRk/s72-c/Abigail+with+Blanket+3+months.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-1519074863386909633</id><published>2009-03-02T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T14:14:51.862-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mommy'/><title type='text'>Mommy went back to work Full Time Today!</title><content type='html'>Lil Abigail,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy returned to work full time today and boy was it hard. I missed you so much. The day seemed to drag on forever, but I knew that I had you to come home to at the end of the day. Daddy gives me the Abigail updates when I get home from work so I don't miss out on what you did during the day. You are such a special angel and blessing to me. I love your daddy so much taking such good care of you while mommy is at work. I love you so much my little BooBoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-1519074863386909633?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/1519074863386909633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/03/mommy-went-back-to-work-full-time-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/1519074863386909633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/1519074863386909633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/03/mommy-went-back-to-work-full-time-today.html' title='Mommy went back to work Full Time Today!'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-2757914627458593961</id><published>2009-03-01T20:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T21:33:28.939-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy goes back to Work Tomorrow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's time for mommy to go back to work tomorrow. It's hard to believe that Abigail is 14 weeks already. It was much easier for me to go back to work part time. I didn't have a worry in the world. I guess it was because I knew that I would be home in a few short hours. Little Abigail is home with daddy which makes this so much easier. I cried tonight but knew that it was ok for me to do so to be emotional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to get into a routine and become us. Become the Paulson's. Were we come home and do the thing that we do. Be with Abigail, cook dinner and eat, prepare Abigail for bed and have some US time. I am not sure how fast this will all come together but it will happen over time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my BooBoo while I am gone but know that she is in good hands with Daddy!&lt;br /&gt;We Love Daddy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-2757914627458593961?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/2757914627458593961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/03/mommy-goes-back-to-work-tomorrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/2757914627458593961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/2757914627458593961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/03/mommy-goes-back-to-work-tomorrow.html' title='Mommy goes back to Work Tomorrow!'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-6245812352978456681</id><published>2009-02-24T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T21:42:14.225-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Girl your 3 Months Old Today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/Sa4UpxUHYzI/AAAAAAAAAB4/GBV7i-ilwc4/s1600-h/981c1edf-02d6-11de-be16-0013204eb7a2w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 312px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/Sa4UpxUHYzI/AAAAAAAAAB4/GBV7i-ilwc4/s320/981c1edf-02d6-11de-be16-0013204eb7a2w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309203718561293106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;My Dearest Abigail,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today you turned 3 months old. I can't believe all this time has gone by already. You have changed my life completely and have shown me all the wonderful blessings of being a mother. I know that there are many more blessings yet to come but you have truly changed my life for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we got your 3 month pictures. Your mommy is a milestone mommy and these dates are truly important to me. You did so well and we got some great shots. All your grandparents and great grandparents, aunts and uncles are going to be so happy to get pretty pictures of precious Abigail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to see what the next couple months are going to bring. I can only imagine how much more you are going to amaze us, enlighten us and continue to love us unconditionally forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mommy is so so happy to have you apart her life that you have moved me towards loving being a mother and with that said I can't wait until I can be a mother of 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Abigail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All My Love,&lt;br /&gt;Mommy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-6245812352978456681?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/6245812352978456681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/02/baby-girl-your-3-months-old-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/6245812352978456681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/6245812352978456681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/02/baby-girl-your-3-months-old-today.html' title='Baby Girl your 3 Months Old Today!'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1nzifj9WyA/Sa4UpxUHYzI/AAAAAAAAAB4/GBV7i-ilwc4/s72-c/981c1edf-02d6-11de-be16-0013204eb7a2w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-2002078027177190250</id><published>2009-02-23T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T21:10:36.326-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daddy'/><title type='text'>A Wonderful Husband!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What an amazing husband that I have. Although we are in a typical situation, my husband is out of work and has been taking care of our beautiful baby girl &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Abigail&lt;/span&gt; while I returned to work. This bitter sweet scenario makes me step back in awe about how wonderful my husband truly is and what a wonderful father he is to our first child. He truly is a Mr. Dad and takes care of the house while I am at work. Now granted when I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;returned&lt;/span&gt; to work it was just part time (10am to 2pm) but only until March 2 when I return to work full time. While I have been part time although he does a fair share of the house work I truly pitched in and when he would cook, I would clean the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Husband is an amazing daddy to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; Abigail and takes such good care of her. You can tell how much she loves her daddy as well when she smiles up at her daddy. We will truly appreciate these special moments in the many wonderful years to come that Daddy got to spend time with her during &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Abigails&lt;/span&gt; early years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are truly blessed that when dear husband goes back to work that Abigail will be taken care of by grandma. One of the many amazing people that love her so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to my wonderful husband James. Thank you for who you are and all that you do. I love you in so many ways and for all that you do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Danielle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-2002078027177190250?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/2002078027177190250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/02/wonderful-husband.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/2002078027177190250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/2002078027177190250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/02/wonderful-husband.html' title='A Wonderful Husband!'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-3254419533908933841</id><published>2009-02-20T19:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T21:10:36.342-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abigail'/><title type='text'>I was going to..........and now I am not!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" mce_style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: symbol;" mce_style="font-family: symbol; color: #800000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I was going to go and have Mirena put in next Friday but DH looks at me today and ask me how long realistically will it be until we are ready to start trying again. I truthfully told him in about a year or so. My Mirena is going to cost me about $500 and it really isn't worth having it put in if we are going to have another baby so soon. For it to be cost effective we would have to wait 18months and I don't think that I want to wait that long. I am really excited. I thought about asking my OB about the mini-pill but DH just using a condom for the next year. I am I crazy? No just excitied to be a Mom of 2!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-3254419533908933841?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/3254419533908933841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-was-going-toand-now-i-am-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/3254419533908933841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/3254419533908933841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-was-going-toand-now-i-am-not.html' title='I was going to..........and now I am not!'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-4114186927896135112</id><published>2009-02-19T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T21:10:36.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are You Sick?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span mce_style="color: #000000;" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span mce_style="font-size: small;" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Lil Abigail,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span mce_style="color: #000000;" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span mce_style="font-size: small;" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Last night you started coughing. Mommy was so worried about you that you slept on my chest most of the night. After reading one of the threads today I saw something about RSV and I was so worried that I called the Dr Crowley. Although you have a minor cough you are still eating well and filling your diaper. I will watch you closely over the next couple days to see how you feel. If you have a rough night tonight we are going to see Dr. Crowley tomorrow. I hope that you feel better soon. I don't want my little boo boo to be sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span mce_style="color: #000000;" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span mce_style="font-size: small;" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I Love You Abigail,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span mce_style="color: #000000;" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span mce_style="font-size: small;" style="font-size: small;"&gt;All My Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span mce_style="color: #000000;" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span mce_style="font-size: small;" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mommy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-4114186927896135112?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/4114186927896135112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/02/are-you-sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/4114186927896135112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/4114186927896135112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/02/are-you-sick.html' title='Are You Sick?'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-5636082913210969487</id><published>2009-02-19T19:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T20:54:59.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy ~ Abie tubie Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span mce_style="color: #000000;" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span mce_style="font-size: medium;" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span mce_style="font-family: helvetica;" style="font-family: helvetica;"&gt;Lil Abigail,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span mce_style="color: #000000;" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span mce_style="font-size: medium;" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span mce_style="font-family: helvetica;" style="font-family: helvetica;"&gt;How amazing you are. I so enjoy our tubie time together. You become so relaxed and really enjoy the warm water. I don't want you to grow up fast but I can't wait until you can sit up in the big girl tubie and play and splash. Mommy will never forget our special times together with me holding you on top the water and you in complete peace. One more memory to add to our memory books. I can't wait until we can look back on all the fun times we are having together now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span mce_style="color: #000000;" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span mce_style="font-size: medium;" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span mce_style="font-family: helvetica;" style="font-family: helvetica;"&gt;I Love You Abigial!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span mce_style="color: #000000;" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span mce_style="font-size: medium;" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span mce_style="font-family: helvetica;" style="font-family: helvetica;"&gt;All My Love, Mommy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span mce_style="color: #000000;" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span mce_style="color: #000000;" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span mce_style="font-size: medium;" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span mce_style="font-family: helvetica;" style="font-family: helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-5636082913210969487?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/5636082913210969487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/02/mommy-abie-tubie-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/5636082913210969487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/5636082913210969487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/02/mommy-abie-tubie-time.html' title='Mommy ~ Abie tubie Time!'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732055563476637666.post-6456092843463445569</id><published>2009-02-18T20:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T21:10:36.392-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Good Night Blessing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);font-family:helvetica;font-size:medium;"  &gt;Abigail,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:helvetica;font-size:medium;"  &gt;It is such a blessing for me to be your mommy. A child I had come to the conclusion that I could not have. You surprised your Daddy and me when we found out that we were 8 weeks pregnant last April.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);font-family:helvetica;font-size:medium;"  &gt;You have been apart of our lives for almost 3 months now and is an absolute blessing to have you in my life. When I get  you ready for bed I am just in aah of her presence. I enjoy our quiet time together and our time to bond together. I love to watch your little eyes flutter back and forth as you drift off to sleep. I wish that I knew what your dreams were and often think that you are dreaming of how happy you are with your Daddy and I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:helvetica;font-size:medium;"  &gt;I do have to say that I miss you when I lay you down to sleep and can't wait to see you again when you are ready to feed a few hours later. Although I am tired and wishing for a full nights sleep I enjoy seeing you in the middle of the night, Right now your daddy and I switch off on your feedings at 1-2am and 4-5am. One feeds and one of us changes your diaper. We kinda fell into this routine and it seems to be working for both of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);font-family:helvetica;font-size:medium;"  &gt;When we say your prayers my little angel, I wish you nothing but the sweetest of dreams and know that in a few short hours I will see my little Abigial awake again. You are such a blessing to our lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);font-family:helvetica;font-size:medium;"  &gt;I Love You!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:helvetica;font-size:medium;"  &gt;All My Love Mommy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732055563476637666-6456092843463445569?l=daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/feeds/6456092843463445569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/02/good-night-blessing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/6456092843463445569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732055563476637666/posts/default/6456092843463445569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellesmotherhood.blogspot.com/2009/02/good-night-blessing.html' title='A Good Night Blessing!'/><author><name>Danielle Paulson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10472903383165227488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hl__ZT-t3o/TgzyBHZYRiI/AAAAAAAAEHs/5FLH6waTbO8/s220/Paulson%2BFamily%2B5.2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
