<?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-21225259</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:45:53.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Susan's Tiny Spot on the Web</title><subtitle type='html'>It's just ME</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06944907811019368234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225259.post-116680489100063871</id><published>2006-12-22T08:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T08:41:57.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welp my baby is ONE now!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/904/2145/1600/780557/IMGP3579.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/904/2145/320/423329/IMGP3579.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/904/2145/1600/667373/IMGP3541.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/904/2145/320/128339/IMGP3541.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Well as the title said Miss Natalie Grayce turned ONE year old couple days ago.  She is so beautiful.  We had her bday party on the 16th.  She is such a funny kid, and I have to say that Sunday she turned into a new kid.  She started crawling, FINALLY, she says "HI" clear as day with a vigorous wave.  She give ONLY HER MOM kisses, all of the sudden.  And she is trying to pull up on stuff.  It is funny I put the cake up by her to blow the candle out and she two handed grabbed some cake.  LOL  Did I mention that this cake was a "carebear" cake, so it had LOTS of colors in it?  Needless to say it was a mess.  But such a beautiful mess if I say so myself.  She is 30 inches tall, and 18 pounds.  The dr and nurse are concerned cause she has only gained 2 oz in 2 months.  I am however not worried, believe it or not.  She is drinking her whole milk out of a cup, so I think that will put some weight on her.  Regardless she is my beautiful baby girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21225259-116680489100063871?l=susans-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/116680489100063871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225259&amp;postID=116680489100063871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/116680489100063871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/116680489100063871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/2006/12/welp-my-baby-is-one-now.html' title='Welp my baby is ONE now!!'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06944907811019368234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225259.post-116371094531035362</id><published>2006-11-16T12:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T19:54:52.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on Natalie Grayce</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/904/2145/1600/IMGP3340.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/904/2145/320/IMGP3340.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well this has been one hard tiring week.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did however get Natalies tubes in her ears yesterday.  The procedure took 11 minutes from the time they took her to the time the Dr told us she was done.  She did fine but was up ALL night last night, not sure why.  I am so freaking tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we finally had our developmental assessment with one of two developmental pediatricians in MI.  She seen Natalie, who is 11 months and still not crawling, not sitting up on her own.  She asked a bunch of questions, looked at her lines on her hands, looked at her hair line, Did some reflex stuff, and bent her feet and legs WAY around.  I thought she was gonna break um.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ending result is that she has a genetic abnormality that leaves her with very low muscle tone.  There is nothing we can do about it and there is nothing that we could have done to prevent it.   She said really it just means she will be behind in gross motor skills.  She will walk but will do it late.  She is not even recommending PT because she said it will not help at this point.  She said as she gets older it wont be such a big deal.  We do however have to be cautious about sprains and breaks when she becomes active because she does not have the protection on the joints as we do from the muscles.  She also said it is very likely that this is why she is having so many ear infections.  We will see her again in 3 months and go from there.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left very relieved cause I was so afraid there would be a ton of testing, or that it was a  form of cerebral palsy, or some weird thing from the cord being around her neck, that she would need care for ever.  Then after thinking about it, it makes me sad,  I just pray she will catch up quickly and not be made fun of.  I count my blessings as I know it could have turned out much worse and it didn't.  I am just glad to know that there is something that is keeping her from achieving her mile stones.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is however saying "momma", "dadda", "babba".  She is doing patty cake, peek aboo sometimes.  She points to stuff but not sure why.  Oh did I mention she has a temper.             She can roll anywhere she wants, and if you get in her way when she is swinging her feet YOU WILL get hurt.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone who has asked about her.  She is such a sweety and I hope things look for her soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to see the latest photos of pumpkin carving and holloween outfits you can visit here...   http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/kambra214@sbcglobal.net/album?.dir=316are2&amp;.src=ph&amp;store=&amp;prodid=&amp;.done=http%3a//pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/kambra214@sbcglobal.net/my_photos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21225259-116371094531035362?l=susans-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/116371094531035362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225259&amp;postID=116371094531035362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/116371094531035362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/116371094531035362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/2006/11/update-on-natalie-grayce.html' title='Update on Natalie Grayce'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06944907811019368234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225259.post-116018213407211689</id><published>2006-10-06T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T17:48:54.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How can she be OK with hurting me like she has?</title><content type='html'>Shame,Shame,Shame on her.  That are about the only words I can put with it.  I feel sad, betrayed.  Very insignifigant.  It is not like I didnt know her true feelings but now they have actually been said, OUTLOUD, after all these years.  Just because Natalie and Rebecca are mine they are just as insignifigant, just as unimportant to her.  Now because of her, I have to make it up to my girls, I have to find an explanation of her action, that reflects on their actions.  She leads the way, therefore he follows.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to terms SUSAN, Wake up and look at reality.&lt;br /&gt;And DAMN IT do something about it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21225259-116018213407211689?l=susans-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/116018213407211689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225259&amp;postID=116018213407211689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/116018213407211689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/116018213407211689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/2006/10/how-can-she-be-ok-with-hurting-me-like.html' title='How can she be OK with hurting me like she has?'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06944907811019368234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225259.post-115967666699857247</id><published>2006-09-30T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T21:34:34.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah it has been a long time.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/904/2145/1600/IMGP3179.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/904/2145/320/IMGP3179.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I have some cute pics to post of my girls but first let me give you an update on the "campero" family.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are doing as well as expected.  We have had family reunions, and weddings on mikes side, then on my side my mom got married on Sept 15th, neices bday was 13th, Anna's bday was 16th, Josh's was 18th, and Tina and mom's was on the 21st.  My moms apartment caught on fire on her bday and she has been out of a home since.  My car was in the shop for 5 days.  I am so thankful it is under warranty.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becca has some MAJOR seperation anxiety for the past week and half.  She is making me want to pull my hair out.  She is getting very big and tall.  She is officially in a 4T now, I just can not believe it. She is a very smart girl and just loves her "susie" sooo much.  She actually calls me susie sometimes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalie has to start Physical Therapy on Tuesday because she is still not developing the way the dr wants her to as far as her legs are concerned.  She is not even attempting to crawl but by the grace of god is bearing some weight on her legs.  She is finally eating alil better and is up to 17.9 pounds.  I have to buy 12 month clothes because of how tall she is.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike went for a consult in June for Bariatric surgery and has finally finished "his" part for the surgery.  All we are waiting on is a paper from his dr and approval from BCBS.  We are both very excited for him.  He has been working 60-70 hours a week, so that I can be home with the girls and think about school for the time being.  It wont be forever but even for a couple months is going to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started the nursing program on Monday and it is NOT going very smooth.  We hav ehad the instructor change our class times, our baby sitter for the week (my mom) had this and that so I had to go in late and come home early.  That is not like me.  If I have school at 6 I am AT school by 5:30.  I will see my dr on Monday for a physical.  I have to get this depression and insomnia under control.  I do not feel the antidepressent is working anymore.  For days mike keeps asking what is wrong and I tell him that I have no idea.  I am just very upset, sad, down.  I shold be very happy but I am not.  Sad, I know.  I know I have so many things to be thankful for and I am but I just feel down.  I am looking forward to week #2 at school.  I am still working weekend at work for now.  And we have recently hired our neighbor to help us with the short days with the girls.  Tina of course is helping out also, and her plate is already flowing over.  I swear when I graduate, I seriously think I am going to take her on an all inclusive trip of some kind.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, we are doing pretty well.  Thanks to all tha read about us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21225259-115967666699857247?l=susans-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/115967666699857247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225259&amp;postID=115967666699857247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/115967666699857247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/115967666699857247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/2006/09/yeah-it-has-been-long-time.html' title='Yeah it has been a long time.......'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06944907811019368234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225259.post-115556514567431624</id><published>2006-08-14T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T07:52:06.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Congrats to me.....</title><content type='html'>I just recieved a letter from Baker that says,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Dear Susan Campero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Congratulations, you have earned an acceptance into the Practical nursing program.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was alot of blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am  excited and kinda saddened.  I mean it is for an LPN, which makes  pretty good money(20-25 and hour) but kinda  sad that I didnt go for rn.  I guess I have accomplished way more than majority of my family, so even if I do do it in steps at least I am still doing it.  I am not sure if I truly believe this but I am trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to get my stuff together quickly.  I dont knwo what I am going to do about work.  My school sch is like M-F, and I am supposed to work during the week.  I already asked my boss if I could switch to nights but there is nothing opened.  I think Tina and Ant will help me still with the girls whenever they can.  I guess it is time to sit down and figure it all out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Thank you God for just one more blessing you have tossed my way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21225259-115556514567431624?l=susans-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/115556514567431624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225259&amp;postID=115556514567431624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/115556514567431624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/115556514567431624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/2006/08/congrats-to-me.html' title='Congrats to me.....'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06944907811019368234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225259.post-115394751843513772</id><published>2006-07-26T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T13:58:38.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tina.....</title><content type='html'>I am going out to dinner with my husband for our anniversary.  We will be gone for aprox 3 hours.  Just thought I would let you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt want ya to worry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21225259-115394751843513772?l=susans-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/115394751843513772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225259&amp;postID=115394751843513772&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/115394751843513772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/115394751843513772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/2006/07/tina.html' title='Tina.....'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06944907811019368234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225259.post-115324390229557296</id><published>2006-07-18T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T10:31:42.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>15 pounds 7 oz, 26 inches long</title><content type='html'>So Natalies nurse came.  she talked about here development, her weight, eating.  She is sending out an nutritionist, which will be good for the whole family.  Anyway the most exciting is that our goal for her weight is to gain 2 pounds by August 7th.  So that is a half pound a week.   So I figured that she should be 15. 6 lbs to be on a good track.  She weighed in at 16.7 lbs and that is with a diaper off.  So she gained 10 oz, w hich is awesome.  Guess the sweet potatoes and cereal that is daddy fortified is doing the job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21225259-115324390229557296?l=susans-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/115324390229557296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225259&amp;postID=115324390229557296&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/115324390229557296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/115324390229557296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/2006/07/15-pounds-7-oz-26-inches-long.html' title='15 pounds 7 oz, 26 inches long'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06944907811019368234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225259.post-115323635289997799</id><published>2006-07-18T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T08:35:30.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate when your teeth tell you what to do!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/904/2145/1600/tooth-whitening-melbourne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 163px; height: 200px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/904/2145/320/tooth-whitening-melbourne.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started on Sunday.  My tooth told me that whether I wanted to or not I WAS going to the dentist!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at work and noticed that my left bottom jaw was sore.  I thought it must be a wisdom tooth coming in, no biggy my other one gave me a little problem but went away.  Well I was drastically WRONG, it has progressively gotten worse since then.  As of 3:30 this am, My ear, jaw, tooth, throat was in so much pain.  I was searching soooooo fast for the business card to the dentist.  Yeah I haveNEVER been there, as a matter of fact I have not been the dentist in 10+ years.  Sad I know but True!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after shuffling kids, and tina/ant coming to the rescue AGAIN, I went in and got the situation taken care of, or so I wanted.  AFter the dr took xrays, prodded a bit the conclusion is not as bad as I have antisipated throughout the last 5 years.  I just knew that the 5 top back left and bottom were all rotted.   I knew I had to start saving for soem nice dentures......:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I have an somewhat erupted impacted wisdom tooth that is too infected to be removed till monday.  Started on the antibiotics just now.  I also to my surprise have a top non infected wisdome tooth that needs to be removed (maybe a cause of headaches), and I have one other filling that needs to be done on the top.  Eventhough it sounds bad, I was surprsed.  I expected much worse considering I have nto taken care of my teeth in a decade, and i chew on ice constantly, just ask the lady at in and out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is me and my teeth, for some reason the anxiety of going to the dentist has subsided, i didnt feel anxious at all and I dont feel it when thinking of going on monday.  MAybe from the pain?  Maybe cause I am not a kid anymore?  Maybe cauwse the embarrassment of my teeth has gotten to me?  Either way it is all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided taht if I get all my decay issues taken care of like a big girl then I will reward myself with soem teeth whitening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21225259-115323635289997799?l=susans-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/115323635289997799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225259&amp;postID=115323635289997799&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/115323635289997799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/115323635289997799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-hate-when-your-teeth-tell-you-what.html' title='I hate when your teeth tell you what to do!!!!!'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06944907811019368234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225259.post-115264977329402067</id><published>2006-07-11T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T13:29:33.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It figures it would be raining!</title><content type='html'>I am feeling very down today.  I feel like a huge failure, cant quite explain it all.  The only thing I can feel slightly good about is that natalie seems to be making great progress, finally.  She will sit for like 30-60 second slightly assisted, she grabs everyitng, and is putting some weight on her legs this week.  She outgrew a couple outfits this week.  I love it.  She is so sweet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have school tonight, only for 1.5 hours, a lab.  I hate that but I have no choice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21225259-115264977329402067?l=susans-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/115264977329402067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225259&amp;postID=115264977329402067&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/115264977329402067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/115264977329402067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/2006/07/it-figures-it-would-be-raining.html' title='It figures it would be raining!'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06944907811019368234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225259.post-115248184849555651</id><published>2006-07-09T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T21:04:21.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here is your damned UPDATE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/904/2145/1600/IMGP2962.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 181px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/904/2145/320/IMGP2962.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/904/2145/1600/IMGP2970.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 183px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/904/2145/320/IMGP2970.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is specially for Tina, who by the way already knows this stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1_________I took Natalie to see Dr. K last Thursday.  In a nutshell she said that she is concerned with natalie for a few reasons.  #1...she only weighs 14.14 and that is too light(15%), #2....she has no muscle tone in her legs and will not even try to put pressue and stand on them, she feels it is from the lack of weight gain.  #3....she should be at least gainine 2 pds a montha dn only gained 1/2 pound.  She did however say that she didnt NOT think it is a permanent problem, she feels that as she gains all the problems with the muscle tone, rolling, and sitting will all fade.  I guess she could see the worry in my face.  As her mommy, I feel she will be just fine.  But in the mean time her daddy is feeding her all kinds of concocktions (spelling, and no I am not looking it up!).  She is also EAR INFECTION FREE this time around, yeah!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2_______I went and took my nursing entrance exam and was very worried about it.  I didnt think I would pass.  I did take it and I did pass with a 92%.  Now i have to turn in my application with my 3 professional references and my 500 word essay in this week.  I should know end of august if I got accepted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3_______My sister does not like me anymore for some reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4_______I want to go camping!!! Oh wait I AM GOING CAMPING!!!  Even if I have to camp in my saturn Ion.  Taht would be so funny to see!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will update again soon.  Actually I think I am gonna continure to use this at a update type of place but gonna o pen a live Journal up for journaling.  I think it will do my brain good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21225259-115248184849555651?l=susans-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/115248184849555651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225259&amp;postID=115248184849555651&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/115248184849555651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/115248184849555651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/2006/07/here-is-your-damned-update.html' title='Here is your damned UPDATE!!'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06944907811019368234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225259.post-115169243175610025</id><published>2006-06-30T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T17:26:55.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WELL Well well</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/904/2145/1600/IMGP2986.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/904/2145/320/IMGP2986.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sure has been a long time since posting on here.  I have been a very busy girl per usuale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see In the last 4 weeks here is alist of things that have come my way in some shape or form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother in law got diagnosed with  Pulmonary hypertension&lt;br /&gt;My  oldest sister house burnt down two weeks ago, one week ago she graduated from OCC with her associates and had her open house.&lt;br /&gt;The same sister has 4 teens and 3 of the 4 are giving her problems and one of them are major problems.&lt;br /&gt;My other brother in law's father passed away suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;I was told that my baby had another two ear infections.  The dr and I discussed the fact she is not rolling her, sitting up, holding her bottle, has no interest in toys and does not like tummy time.  The dr wants her to have a develpmental study done.  That is inself is just as stressful as all otehr put together.&lt;br /&gt;My lil brother graduated highschool last month, his daughters one year bday party is this weekend, adn then his open house is next weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most recent thing that has happened is that I have made the firm decision to apply to the practical nursing at Baker.  I have to take an entrance exam and write an essay to find out if I get in or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That has been my life in a nutshell for the past 4 weeks or so.  There is tons more to come along with some pics, as soon as mike gets home today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots o love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21225259-115169243175610025?l=susans-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/115169243175610025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225259&amp;postID=115169243175610025&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/115169243175610025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/115169243175610025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/2006/06/well-well-well.html' title='WELL Well well'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06944907811019368234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225259.post-114634558156956079</id><published>2006-04-29T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T14:19:41.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Becca and Natty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/904/2145/1600/nat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/904/2145/320/nat.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;The arm up was not staged!!  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/904/2145/1600/girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/904/2145/320/girls.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are two pics we took of the girls last week.  I am so thankful for them everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Natalie is looking more like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are both suck sweetie pies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21225259-114634558156956079?l=susans-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/114634558156956079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225259&amp;postID=114634558156956079&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/114634558156956079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/114634558156956079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/2006/04/becca-and-natty.html' title='Becca and Natty'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06944907811019368234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225259.post-114342512350497046</id><published>2006-03-26T17:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T18:09:48.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Party was a HIT!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/904/2145/1600/sexy%20tina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 214px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/904/2145/320/sexy%20tina.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/904/2145/1600/Party6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/904/2145/320/Party6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Tina's ( my lil sis) bachelorette party last night.&lt;br /&gt;Might I add, she looked pretty "HOT".  It was a hit.  We all had lots of fun.  I was  very surprised that I didnt get stood up by anyone.  I though I would cause our "crowd" dont go out very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tina seemed like she had a good time, I am glad.  There were 10 of us in a 10 passanger LIMO that really should have fit 7 or 8 but we squeezed in, it was still fun.  We went to dinner at the Olive Garden, then we went bar hopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never bar hopped in my life.   :)  I got drunk and sober 3 or 4 times throughout the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what we had throughout the night.&lt;br /&gt;One person throw up (annie, my lil sis)&lt;br /&gt;One husband show up (Jimmy, bro in law)&lt;br /&gt;One person injured and bleeding(ME, the fing bull bit me)&lt;br /&gt;One person wanting to fight (Kari, tina's friend)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were only kicked out of one bar. (almost cheers)&lt;br /&gt;Only one cover charge, some guy pd for all of us though.&lt;br /&gt;But best of all there were NO fights or arguements, and that is good considering we had so much estrogen in one spot.  LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall the night was success and I had loads of fun, I say we should do it AT LEAST twice a year.  We can even make up a reason, b-day, pms  day, f u day, going back to school day, I got laid day.  Ya knwo whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up back at my house at 1:30 then everyone went home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21225259-114342512350497046?l=susans-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/114342512350497046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225259&amp;postID=114342512350497046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/114342512350497046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/114342512350497046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/2006/03/party-was-hit.html' title='The Party was a HIT!!'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06944907811019368234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225259.post-114281875038799339</id><published>2006-03-19T17:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T17:39:10.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When the dr says "Is this true?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/904/2145/1600/IMGP2504.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/904/2145/320/IMGP2504.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took natalie to the dr last week cause she was sick, a cold.  The dr says she was ok with that but she was not gaining weight like she should have.  She was only 10 pounds, so a total of 3 pds since birth, she was a little concerned.  I told her that natalie does not like to eat, she fights us every time.  She asked me to start her on cereal and jar veggies, and also to put an extra scoop of formula in her bottles, she need the extra calories.  Well because i ma the way I am, did the extra scoops but not the cereal YET.  Well  I took her back in yesterday to recheck her cold and that was fine again.  The nurse weighed her, and did all that.  The dr walks in and says "is this true?, she gained almost a pound in one week?"  I laughed and said yes.  All we did was switch her to a faster nipple and added an extra 1.2 to full scoop in her bottles.  She is chunky now, and finally has some rolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isnt it funny when we are babies ppl wants us fat, than as adults they want us thin?!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21225259-114281875038799339?l=susans-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/114281875038799339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225259&amp;postID=114281875038799339&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/114281875038799339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/114281875038799339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/2006/03/when-dr-says-is-this-true.html' title='When the dr says &quot;Is this true?&quot;'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06944907811019368234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225259.post-114281817796135759</id><published>2006-03-19T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T17:29:37.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First born is 2 today!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/904/2145/1600/IMGP2511.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 198px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/904/2145/320/IMGP2511.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/904/2145/1600/IMGP2531.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/904/2145/320/IMGP2531.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It is so amazing to see my lil girl run around, talk, and dance to the wiggles.  She is the light of my life that is for sure.  We had her a "wiggles" birthday party today.  She was so excited.  We had lots of fun and danced alot.  Her Grandma,  her aunt Iva(her family), Aunt Tina(her family), cousins sarah and mike, my best (friend family) came over to celebrate with us.  Her grandpa did spot by for a minute to drop her off some gifts from them.  She is very tired, and so beautiful.  It was a busy day and I am glad and thankful that I am tired.  I am so happy I was not only blessed with ONE child but TWO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*mom sitting here tired and happy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY GIRLS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21225259-114281817796135759?l=susans-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/114281817796135759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225259&amp;postID=114281817796135759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/114281817796135759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/114281817796135759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-first-born-is-2-today.html' title='My First born is 2 today!!'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06944907811019368234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225259.post-114254602256114857</id><published>2006-03-16T13:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T13:53:42.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ok....a little effort goes a long way, even with a struggle</title><content type='html'>I HAVE LOST ANOTHER 3 POUNDS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A TOTAL OF 6 POUNDS IN 3 WEEKS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would absoletly LOVE to lose 60 more pounds but in reality I dont believe that will EVER happen.  I will however lose at least half of that.  I deffinately have a mental proble wiht food that is for sure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent really done much of anything different other than drink more water, eat more protein.  Mike tells me all the time I dont eat enough protien.  I probably dont.  My hair is falling out pretty bad lately and not sure if it is cause ro the lack of that or having the baby.  I just hope it stops soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21225259-114254602256114857?l=susans-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/114254602256114857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225259&amp;postID=114254602256114857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/114254602256114857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/114254602256114857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/2006/03/oka-little-effort-goes-long-way-even.html' title='ok....a little effort goes a long way, even with a struggle'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06944907811019368234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225259.post-114105517679094882</id><published>2006-02-27T07:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T07:46:16.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I get post post, can I get a post post</title><content type='html'>How come no one leaves comments to me.  I am cool.  Leave a comment, come on you can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21225259-114105517679094882?l=susans-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/114105517679094882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225259&amp;postID=114105517679094882&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/114105517679094882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/114105517679094882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/2006/02/can-i-get-post-post-can-i-get-post.html' title='Can I get post post, can I get a post post'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06944907811019368234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225259.post-114104585401571440</id><published>2006-02-27T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T05:10:54.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Captain..We have lost 3 pounds</title><content type='html'>Yes you read it right.  I got onto the scale this am praying I could have at least lost a half pound, just to give me a lil praise for the lil effort I have made.  I havent stuck to any particular thing, it is so hard for me.  No excuse intended.  I have got more water not quite 100 oz yet, and I have laid WAY off the sweet, just made better choices in general, and it has paid off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got on the scale friday and then today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOST 3 Pounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL LOST MORE I WILL!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK so here is my official count down....&lt;br /&gt;My first goal is to lose 22 Pounds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have 19 more to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21225259-114104585401571440?l=susans-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/114104585401571440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225259&amp;postID=114104585401571440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/114104585401571440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/114104585401571440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/2006/02/captainwe-have-lost-3-pounds.html' title='Captain..We have lost 3 pounds'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06944907811019368234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225259.post-114092036482386044</id><published>2006-02-25T18:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T18:19:24.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No cookies, cakes, or candy today!!</title><content type='html'>Ok it has been about 48 hours and I have had none of these.  Some might say "big deal" but for me it is a very big deal.  Every hour I can go without giving into these temptations is a hour I feel I can get through.  I know it is only two days but I will weigh myself to see if I have accomplished anything.  I dont feel any different, still feel like a stuffed sausage.   I dont feel as defeated but only time will tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post it here as my goals progress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21225259-114092036482386044?l=susans-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/114092036482386044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225259&amp;postID=114092036482386044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/114092036482386044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/114092036482386044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/2006/02/no-cookies-cakes-or-candy-today.html' title='No cookies, cakes, or candy today!!'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06944907811019368234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225259.post-114073130902966877</id><published>2006-02-23T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T13:48:29.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ashamed</title><content type='html'>I am a big fat slob, and have failed yet AGAIN!!  No I dont want anyone emailing me to feel sorry for me.  Please don't.  I know no one has the answers but me but that doesnt make it any easier.  I started the weight loss journey at 329 pounds.  I lost 165 of it, had two kids, had a tummy tuck and am now 195.  What the Hell.  I have an eating disorder and it pisses me off.  I have no way  of controlling it.  I am scared, hurt, and betrayed by myself.  How can this be.  I had a life changing surgery to be healthy and here I sit a big slob AGAIN.  I guess my dad was right.  Sad.  Having a eating problem or having kids is NOT an excuse, I havent found one yet.  I have been desperately trying to find one trust me.  I want to blame someone and not myself.  I find myself secretly eating again.  I truly dont knwo wha twill happen if I gain anymore weight.  I dont think I can or will EVER live like that again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21225259-114073130902966877?l=susans-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/114073130902966877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225259&amp;postID=114073130902966877&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/114073130902966877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/114073130902966877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/2006/02/ashamed.html' title='Ashamed'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06944907811019368234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225259.post-114064601841239723</id><published>2006-02-22T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T14:06:58.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She just went potty on the toilet!!!</title><content type='html'>I am such a proud mommy!  My baby girl just went pee on the potty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said "potty".  I took her in there, sat her down.  She peed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has been showing signs that she wanted to, and a day here and a day there we sit on the potty.  But never did I think that before she was 2 years old would she pee on the pot.  I hope that from me not pushing it on her that she will continue doing it and maybe, jsut maybe we can stop buy diapers for her soon.  Wow!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21225259-114064601841239723?l=susans-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/114064601841239723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225259&amp;postID=114064601841239723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/114064601841239723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/114064601841239723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/2006/02/she-just-went-potty-on-toilet_22.html' title='She just went potty on the toilet!!!'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06944907811019368234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225259.post-113936888216636984</id><published>2006-02-07T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T19:21:22.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And what kid do I have????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/904/2145/1600/IMGP2393.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/904/2145/320/IMGP2393.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Tina wanted to take her oldest son to the Winter Fest here in Detroit.  So I got a chance to watch my two brand new twin neices, and my youngest nephew.  It was way to cold to have them out there.  The twins are about 9 weeks old and my daughter natalie is about 7 weeks old.  Matthew is 15 months and Becca is 22 months.  So, it was a little hectic for a few untill I figured out  how to handle it all.  It did end up working out adn we only had ONE injury.  Matt decided to fall down and hit his head on the corner of the wall.  I dont panic very easily over things like that even if there was blood.  I mean I do work in the medical field so I am pretty calm.  Well, when i seen him, cause mike retrieved him from the floor, I immediately thought to take him to the ER.  It looked horrible.  AFter 15 mins or so it was fine but boy did his head swell up.  That is when the picture your seeing was taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and it is true about men,  they can only handle half of what us females can.  When ever he had one kid, I had two.  LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you Honey!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21225259-113936888216636984?l=susans-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/113936888216636984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225259&amp;postID=113936888216636984&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/113936888216636984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/113936888216636984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/2006/02/and-what-kid-do-i-have.html' title='And what kid do I have????'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06944907811019368234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225259.post-113865379440384348</id><published>2006-01-30T12:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T12:43:14.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you understand?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/904/2145/1600/IMGP2292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/904/2145/320/IMGP2292.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I ask my hubby if he has read my blog.  He says "yes, but you need to explain yourself more, ppl probably dont understand what your talking about".  I tell him that the ppl who do are the ppl I like to read.  So for you all that are reading, do you understand what I am talking about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog is basically to ge tthings off my chest, and to post pics.  I like to show off my family so, I hope you understand where I am coming from.  I would imagine that there are tons of reasons to have a  blog and this is mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21225259-113865379440384348?l=susans-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/113865379440384348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225259&amp;postID=113865379440384348&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/113865379440384348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/113865379440384348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/2006/01/do-you-understand.html' title='Do you understand?'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06944907811019368234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225259.post-113841730278773635</id><published>2006-01-27T18:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T19:07:33.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mama peanut had baby peanut</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/904/2145/1600/IMGP1058.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/904/2145/320/IMGP1058.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I have 5 sisters.  One is older and the rest are all younger.  I talk to all of them but I am closest to my silliest sister Tina.  She is the one who had the twins.   I do love them all but I just see her more often.  You know  how that goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, when she was a teen and eating peanuts, Mike had her believing and crying over the fact that she was  eating a mama or baby peanut as if they were alive.   He kept saying that is why the lil knot is in there  And that is what a mexican jumping bean was.   Oh it was so damn funny, I still laugh about it to this day.  I can see her crying.  LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ones in this pic are from my moms side of the family.  Going from left to right.  Anna 18, Tina 24, Me 28, and Iva 34. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, this is the only pic I have of her on my reduced list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21225259-113841730278773635?l=susans-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/113841730278773635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225259&amp;postID=113841730278773635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/113841730278773635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/113841730278773635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/2006/01/mama-peanut-had-baby-peanut.html' title='Mama peanut had baby peanut'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06944907811019368234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225259.post-113841676575641985</id><published>2006-01-27T18:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T18:52:45.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We dont live on the inside of the earth????</title><content type='html'>Well I thought we did.  At least untill I was like 15, when my now hubby then boyfriend laughed hysterically at me then explained it.  You ask how do i come up with this stuff?  I have no idea, no one ever told me otherwise.  I thought that was why the astronaut had a dangerous job because they had to blast through the crust or whatever.  Could have been a reason the ozone layer was being ruined or so I thought.  Ok, stop laughing, it is true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21225259-113841676575641985?l=susans-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/113841676575641985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225259&amp;postID=113841676575641985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/113841676575641985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/113841676575641985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/2006/01/we-dont-live-on-inside-of-earth.html' title='We dont live on the inside of the earth????'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06944907811019368234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225259.post-113833779658276979</id><published>2006-01-26T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T20:56:36.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Man I need a Chiropractor!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/904/2145/1600/IMGP2301.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/904/2145/200/IMGP2301.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/904/2145/1600/IMGP2299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/904/2145/200/IMGP2299.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home and asked how the baby was.  I was told fine, by my husband.  I went into see her in her swing and all I seen was a blanket and feet.  When I moved the blanket this is what I seen.  I thought man she needs to see a chiropractor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalies update......&lt;br /&gt;She had  a well baby check, basically to check her weight.&lt;br /&gt;She was born 6 lbs 14 oz and as all babies do, she lost weight.&lt;br /&gt;Babies are only supposed to lose up to 7%, she lost 12%, so more weight checks for us.&lt;br /&gt;Well two weeks ago we took her back to be rechecked and she was 6 lbs 15 oz.&lt;br /&gt;We go back yesterday adn she is 8lbs 2 oz.  My baby is growing well now.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God.&lt;br /&gt;So, I have another healthy child after being told "NO KIDS FOR YOU!!"&lt;br /&gt;Hahhaha  Dr's think they know everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21225259-113833779658276979?l=susans-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/113833779658276979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225259&amp;postID=113833779658276979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/113833779658276979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/113833779658276979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/2006/01/man-i-need-chiropractor.html' title='Man I need a Chiropractor!!'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06944907811019368234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225259.post-113833701858968568</id><published>2006-01-26T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T20:45:42.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It takes two!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/904/2145/1600/IMGP2302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 222px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/904/2145/320/IMGP2302.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my newest nieces (Ava on Left, Kara on Right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were  born 12 days before my Natalie was born.&lt;br /&gt;If I remember correctly they were 4 lbs 14 oz, and 5 lbs 14 oz.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda odd considering Natalie was 6 lbs 14 oz.&lt;br /&gt;They were born a lil early but were healthy.&lt;br /&gt;They spent 2 weeks in the hospital due to reflux.&lt;br /&gt;They came home Christmas Eve and are doing great.&lt;br /&gt;They are now between 7-8 lbs both.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21225259-113833701858968568?l=susans-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/113833701858968568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225259&amp;postID=113833701858968568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/113833701858968568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/113833701858968568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/2006/01/it-takes-two.html' title='It takes two!!'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06944907811019368234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225259.post-113832664538658538</id><published>2006-01-26T17:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T19:09:47.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My lil Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/904/2145/1600/New%20Image.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/904/2145/400/New%20Image.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miss Becca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My beautiful 22 month old daughter is learning so much lately.   I am so happy to have her in my life but I have to say she is sure becoming a LOT to handle.  I think with her almost being 2 and with having her baby sister she is overcome with emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the last few days she has learned to open her bedroom door eventhough it has a child safety knob.  I have no idea how she figured this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has learned to get her backwards sleeper off.  Yes, it is put on backwards cause she would take if off and pee everywhere.  Well, mike came home and was going to get her out of bed and he opens the door.  She had taken her sleeper off, and was scooping her poop into a pumkin (for trick or treating).  He was so grossed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has also learned to throw a temper tantrum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took her to the pediatrician for her shots and talked to the dr  about it.  She says it is normal at her age.  That she is needing to be potty trained.  So, I guess it is potty training time.  YIKES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her Stats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO MORE HEART MURMUR&lt;br /&gt;35.5 inches long&lt;br /&gt;29 pounds&lt;br /&gt;updated on her shots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we are just gonna hang in there and let her grow!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21225259-113832664538658538?l=susans-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/113832664538658538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225259&amp;postID=113832664538658538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/113832664538658538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/113832664538658538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-lil-angel.html' title='My lil Angel'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06944907811019368234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225259.post-113824255277414024</id><published>2006-01-25T18:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T20:46:26.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Windshield factor = Wind Chill Factor</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I consider myself a pretty inteligent person.  But I am thinking I am more of a life inteligent than a book smart inteligent.  See, here is where the problem falls.  Untill today, when I was reading my "womans day" magazine, I thought that when some one said wind chill factor they were saying windshield factor.  I didnt know, hell maybe they take a measurement off of a windshield.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21225259-113824255277414024?l=susans-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/113824255277414024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225259&amp;postID=113824255277414024&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/113824255277414024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/113824255277414024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/2006/01/windshield-factor-wind-chill-factor.html' title='Windshield factor = Wind Chill Factor'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06944907811019368234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225259.post-113771108044645641</id><published>2006-01-19T14:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T16:27:49.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welp, Here I am!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/904/2145/1600/Susan_July03_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/904/2145/320/Susan_July03_5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Arent you glad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I decided to make a blog to be able to share pictures with my friends and family.  Along with that I will be able to vent and let everyone see it.  Just keep in mind that I dont spell check very often and I am not an English major, so use slang and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will hopefully have this up on my webpage quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed day and keep on keeping on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&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/21225259-113771108044645641?l=susans-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/113771108044645641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225259&amp;postID=113771108044645641&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/113771108044645641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225259/posts/default/113771108044645641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susans-spot.blogspot.com/2006/01/welp-here-i-am.html' title='Welp, Here I am!!!'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06944907811019368234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
