<?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-6576586707630441917</id><updated>2011-08-01T14:00:57.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Fat with Baby</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gettingfatwithbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576586707630441917/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gettingfatwithbaby.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Laura O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06560054646985045342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0aHR9XJatnk/TYisSJvk7WI/AAAAAAAAAFw/YB81AHTy9bU/s220/IMG_0673.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576586707630441917.post-8227917281036233937</id><published>2009-05-31T18:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T18:26:45.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beginning the 3rd trimester</title><content type='html'>So yes, it's been a while since I updated this thing. I've never been good at keeping journals so lemme 'lone kay? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am approaching the end of my 7th month, and this pregnancy is already starting to wear on me. This last trimester is going to be a really trying time, physically and mentally. He's really started to get active too. At the end of Mass this morning, I had to get up and walk around out back because he was kicking so hard he was moving me around. He doesn't like it when I sit, I dont think I have a big enough uterus for his taste. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6576586707630441917-8227917281036233937?l=gettingfatwithbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gettingfatwithbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/8227917281036233937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gettingfatwithbaby.blogspot.com/2009/05/beginning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576586707630441917/posts/default/8227917281036233937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576586707630441917/posts/default/8227917281036233937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gettingfatwithbaby.blogspot.com/2009/05/beginning.html' title='Beginning the 3rd trimester'/><author><name>Laura O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06560054646985045342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0aHR9XJatnk/TYisSJvk7WI/AAAAAAAAAFw/YB81AHTy9bU/s220/IMG_0673.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576586707630441917.post-7096040036244135701</id><published>2009-03-24T10:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T10:13:51.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3  and 4 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;       Whoops, its been a while since I updated. Here are 3 months and 4 months pregnant.                        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                   3 months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCHPCmjTRfI/SckUY52q7XI/AAAAAAAAABs/NJs4fgHpxvE/s320/IMG_0396.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316803253167123826" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                      4 months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCHPCmjTRfI/SckUiayxQuI/AAAAAAAAAB0/FZVHjyWd0EI/s320/GEDC0422.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316803416627954402" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6576586707630441917-7096040036244135701?l=gettingfatwithbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gettingfatwithbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/7096040036244135701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gettingfatwithbaby.blogspot.com/2009/03/3-and-4-months.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576586707630441917/posts/default/7096040036244135701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576586707630441917/posts/default/7096040036244135701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gettingfatwithbaby.blogspot.com/2009/03/3-and-4-months.html' title='3  and 4 months'/><author><name>Laura O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06560054646985045342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0aHR9XJatnk/TYisSJvk7WI/AAAAAAAAAFw/YB81AHTy9bU/s220/IMG_0673.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCHPCmjTRfI/SckUY52q7XI/AAAAAAAAABs/NJs4fgHpxvE/s72-c/IMG_0396.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576586707630441917.post-8051813091335281285</id><published>2009-02-03T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T19:40:03.252-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCHPCmjTRfI/SYkNzTJGzNI/AAAAAAAAABk/Lc8Ub4AObPQ/s1600-h/IMG_0392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298781611541056722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCHPCmjTRfI/SYkNzTJGzNI/AAAAAAAAABk/Lc8Ub4AObPQ/s320/IMG_0392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we had our first ultrasound last week! The baby's head is on the left, and the body is on the right. The baby was squirming around, it was sooo funny! The little heartbeat was around 167bpm, really strong. Im praying so hard that things progress well, Im so in love with this baby already. Sean's reaction just made me fall even more in love with him, he adores this child so much already. Im so blessed to have such an amazing supportive husband. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576586707630441917-8051813091335281285?l=gettingfatwithbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gettingfatwithbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/8051813091335281285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gettingfatwithbaby.blogspot.com/2009/02/10-weeks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576586707630441917/posts/default/8051813091335281285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576586707630441917/posts/default/8051813091335281285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gettingfatwithbaby.blogspot.com/2009/02/10-weeks.html' title='10 weeks'/><author><name>Laura O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06560054646985045342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0aHR9XJatnk/TYisSJvk7WI/AAAAAAAAAFw/YB81AHTy9bU/s220/IMG_0673.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCHPCmjTRfI/SYkNzTJGzNI/AAAAAAAAABk/Lc8Ub4AObPQ/s72-c/IMG_0392.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576586707630441917.post-3844168238898190829</id><published>2009-01-24T14:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T14:46:44.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Belly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCHPCmjTRfI/SXuZ6b0n89I/AAAAAAAAABc/_HE8p9a2r5o/s1600-h/IMG_0387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294995016084091858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCHPCmjTRfI/SXuZ6b0n89I/AAAAAAAAABc/_HE8p9a2r5o/s320/IMG_0387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So at barely 9 weeks, Im starting to show. This picture is me relaxing my stomach muscles, but I promise you Im not pushing out. The baby is about the size of a raseberry, but a lot of what you're seeing isn't the baby as much as it is everything else being pushed upwards. Ill tell you its the weirdest/coolest thing seeing my belly pop out like this whenever I look down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576586707630441917-3844168238898190829?l=gettingfatwithbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gettingfatwithbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/3844168238898190829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gettingfatwithbaby.blogspot.com/2009/01/belly.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576586707630441917/posts/default/3844168238898190829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576586707630441917/posts/default/3844168238898190829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gettingfatwithbaby.blogspot.com/2009/01/belly.html' title='Belly'/><author><name>Laura O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06560054646985045342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0aHR9XJatnk/TYisSJvk7WI/AAAAAAAAAFw/YB81AHTy9bU/s220/IMG_0673.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCHPCmjTRfI/SXuZ6b0n89I/AAAAAAAAABc/_HE8p9a2r5o/s72-c/IMG_0387.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576586707630441917.post-1550040452228595809</id><published>2009-01-19T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T09:59:56.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'>8 weeks</title><content type='html'>So yesterday was my first day of true full blown morning sickness. I threw up twice. It was nasty. Im hoping I ate soon enough this morning to avoid at least chucking, I usually have that problem when I don't eat soon enough. I tried the crackers in bed, so my stomach would settle before I hopped out of bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the plus side, women with morning sickness are less likely to miscarry, so I say, bring on the barfing. Im glad that my symptoms are getting stronger, because I had a bout of light spotting a couple weeks ago that scared the crap outta me. All is well, Im so relieved it wasn't anything serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Medicaid day. I meet with my caseworker to set up some sort of coverage. Im so relieved about that as well. We plan on using it until Seans insurance with any new job he gets starts to cover me. Things are slowly working out, thank God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pregnancy has been getting more and more real. I think its because Im already starting to show at 8 weeks. Also, the sickness hitting me makes it more real as well. Im really excited for the 1st trimester to be over, I want to show more and then feel the baby. I want to hear the heartbeat. I know the baby is okay, I just want to see the heartbeat really badly. With this coverage Im sure that will be sooner rather than later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I just got back from the clinic. I took the pregnancy test and the test line showed up before the control line. Awesome. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576586707630441917-1550040452228595809?l=gettingfatwithbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gettingfatwithbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/1550040452228595809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gettingfatwithbaby.blogspot.com/2009/01/8-weeks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576586707630441917/posts/default/1550040452228595809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576586707630441917/posts/default/1550040452228595809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gettingfatwithbaby.blogspot.com/2009/01/8-weeks.html' title='8 weeks'/><author><name>Laura O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06560054646985045342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0aHR9XJatnk/TYisSJvk7WI/AAAAAAAAAFw/YB81AHTy9bU/s220/IMG_0673.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576586707630441917.post-4337921278422272391</id><published>2009-01-11T07:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T08:54:35.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 weeks!</title><content type='html'>So by my calculation, I am about 7 weeks along, +/-3 days. Im so amazed with how much is happened in these past 3 weeks since I found out I was pregnant. Here are some pictures to give you an idea of what Baby O'Brien looks like so far. The baby is almost an inch long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PVyypzKdS-4/RjQjfTRTIDI/AAAAAAAAABw/oX142tjlKzI/s320/week7"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PVyypzKdS-4/RjQjfTRTIDI/AAAAAAAAABw/oX142tjlKzI/s320/week7" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its amazing how fast this little one is going to grow in the next few weeks. The hands developement alone blows my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290064324182734994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dCHPCmjTRfI/SWoVeZHg-JI/AAAAAAAAABE/6WLLp6XXJD4/s320/day48-hand.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is what happens in 3 days!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCHPCmjTRfI/SWoV-Zj9MSI/AAAAAAAAABU/4V7OW3mZDAc/s1600-h/day51-hand.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290064874057838882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dCHPCmjTRfI/SWoV-Zj9MSI/AAAAAAAAABU/4V7OW3mZDAc/s320/day51-hand.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No wonder I feel so tired and sick! The insane growth seems to be sucking the life out of me a wee bit. Seriously, I threw up water on Thursday morning. Water. Oy. I am currently noshing on dry toast, I seriously hope it helps my tummy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Good ol' placenta, make me as sick as you want.&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/6576586707630441917-4337921278422272391?l=gettingfatwithbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gettingfatwithbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/4337921278422272391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gettingfatwithbaby.blogspot.com/2009/01/7-weeks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576586707630441917/posts/default/4337921278422272391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576586707630441917/posts/default/4337921278422272391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gettingfatwithbaby.blogspot.com/2009/01/7-weeks.html' title='7 weeks!'/><author><name>Laura O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06560054646985045342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0aHR9XJatnk/TYisSJvk7WI/AAAAAAAAAFw/YB81AHTy9bU/s220/IMG_0673.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_PVyypzKdS-4/RjQjfTRTIDI/AAAAAAAAABw/oX142tjlKzI/s72-c/week7' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576586707630441917.post-637004758954903306</id><published>2009-01-04T10:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T10:32:20.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The power of prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I wanted to take this post and thank everyone who prayed for us during our difficult time conceiving. For a while, I was doubting that the Lord actually heard my prayers for a child. I see now that I was completely wrong, and I am more than grateful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my sisters friends had been in Rome early in December this past year. He had also sent a postcard before he had heard of our pregnancy. Here's what it said: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.barnabitas.org/Madonna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 357px" alt="" src="http://www.barnabitas.org/Madonna.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Dear Sean and Laura, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Greetings from Roma!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a great painting. Mother of Divine Providence. Judging from all the things hung all around it on the walls in thanksgiving for favors, I'd say she's good for getting babies. So I lit a candle for you guys here, and then gave some money for the poor to thank God ahead of time, so He kinda has to now. Anyways, you guys should do the same and let me know if its a boy or a girl!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I about fell over when I got this postcard in the mail. It was about three days after we found out we were expecting. This was truely something I needed to see. My faith as of late has been very weak, I have been struggling a lot with God's Will for my life. I was selfish I think, and weak. I don't blame God for feeling this way, I know what I have to do. This pregnancy is nothing short of a miracle, I truely believe that. Im trying very hard to give all of my worries and anxieties to God, because this isn't my baby. What I mean is, without the Lord, none of this is even possible. This child and the other to follow are just on loan from Him. I can't believe how unbelievebly blessed we are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deo Gratias.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576586707630441917-637004758954903306?l=gettingfatwithbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gettingfatwithbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/637004758954903306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gettingfatwithbaby.blogspot.com/2009/01/power-of-prayer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576586707630441917/posts/default/637004758954903306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576586707630441917/posts/default/637004758954903306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gettingfatwithbaby.blogspot.com/2009/01/power-of-prayer.html' title='The power of prayer'/><author><name>Laura O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06560054646985045342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0aHR9XJatnk/TYisSJvk7WI/AAAAAAAAAFw/YB81AHTy9bU/s220/IMG_0673.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576586707630441917.post-2639686709921010074</id><published>2009-01-01T10:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T10:21:15.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fat bottomed girls...</title><content type='html'>...you make the rockin' world go 'round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year! 2009 is gonna be a jampacked year, me giving birth and all...good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've been thinking about the fact that over the next year, my body is going to go through a major transformation. Im probably going to gain 35lbs or more. I know a lot of it is going to be stuff other than fat stores, but still. And my belly is gonna get HUUUGE! I mean, Im going to be carrying a person in there, a whole baby. Its just been blowing my mind. I'm obviously thrilled to have these changes, but its still a little daunting at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in all honesty, this pregnancy probably wont feel real to me until my body DOES start to change. Right now I just feel under the weather, and my other inclination of pregnancy is the positive test. Until I get to a doc and see an ultrasound, this kid is a very little mystery. I've been wonder a lot lately of what the baby will look like, what kind of mom Ill be, what kind of Dad Sean will be, its all very surreal. I used to think of these things, but it didn't seem real. See thats the weird thing about this pregnancy so far, it feels real, but it doesn't. Its really hard to explain. Anyway, I really hope I can see this get real soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576586707630441917-2639686709921010074?l=gettingfatwithbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gettingfatwithbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/2639686709921010074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gettingfatwithbaby.blogspot.com/2009/01/fat-bottomed-girls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576586707630441917/posts/default/2639686709921010074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576586707630441917/posts/default/2639686709921010074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gettingfatwithbaby.blogspot.com/2009/01/fat-bottomed-girls.html' title='Fat bottomed girls...'/><author><name>Laura O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06560054646985045342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0aHR9XJatnk/TYisSJvk7WI/AAAAAAAAAFw/YB81AHTy9bU/s220/IMG_0673.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576586707630441917.post-7570612144206874471</id><published>2008-12-29T08:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T08:59:45.568-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another way to obsess...</title><content type='html'>So in case I couldn't obsess MORE about this pregnancy, here's a site that counts how many DAYS I have left. Its pretty neat, though its only a guesstimate of how far along I actually am, I'll only know for sure when I do my first prenatal visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if you want to obsess with me, come join me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pregnology.com/faralong.php?month=9&amp;amp;day=01&amp;amp;year=2009"&gt;http://www.pregnology.com/faralong.php?month=9&amp;amp;day=01&amp;amp;year=2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576586707630441917-7570612144206874471?l=gettingfatwithbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gettingfatwithbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/7570612144206874471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gettingfatwithbaby.blogspot.com/2008/12/another-way-to-obsess.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576586707630441917/posts/default/7570612144206874471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576586707630441917/posts/default/7570612144206874471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gettingfatwithbaby.blogspot.com/2008/12/another-way-to-obsess.html' title='Another way to obsess...'/><author><name>Laura O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06560054646985045342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0aHR9XJatnk/TYisSJvk7WI/AAAAAAAAAFw/YB81AHTy9bU/s220/IMG_0673.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576586707630441917.post-3872973908175878101</id><published>2008-12-27T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T09:02:12.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello BFP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCHPCmjTRfI/SVZepupixXI/AAAAAAAAAA8/fYUBCwxtyU0/s1600-h/IMG_0344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284515283755779442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCHPCmjTRfI/SVZepupixXI/AAAAAAAAAA8/fYUBCwxtyU0/s320/IMG_0344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heeeeeeeres BABY! After 15 cycles of trying, we are finally pregnant! I am about 4.5 weeks along so far. This blog is mostly for me to just blab about everything this pregnancy is going to bring. My symptoms are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nausea- This started a couple days ago, some cookies I ate smelled funny afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breasts- Uhm, are these really mine? Holy cow! They are so sore I cant even think about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gas/Constipation- This is really annoying, I feel like a walking bubble/gas bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sense of Smell- I have Supermans sense of smell, I smell everything in a room, which is nauseating (See above post)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frequent Urination- I had an overactive bladder before this, but maaaaan. I cant sit still for more than 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that you know all the gorey details of my changing body...haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one told me how much anxiety I would feel after I finally got pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;My biggest fear is miscarrying. With my age (22) I only have a 10-15% chance of that happening, but it still looms. Also, Im worried about our health insurance situation, there being no health insurance. I hope that is straightened out very soon. :( I just want this baby so badly, and I want he/she to be healthy too.&lt;br /&gt;Heres hopin'...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576586707630441917-3872973908175878101?l=gettingfatwithbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gettingfatwithbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/3872973908175878101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gettingfatwithbaby.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-bfp.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576586707630441917/posts/default/3872973908175878101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576586707630441917/posts/default/3872973908175878101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gettingfatwithbaby.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-bfp.html' title='Hello BFP!'/><author><name>Laura O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06560054646985045342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0aHR9XJatnk/TYisSJvk7WI/AAAAAAAAAFw/YB81AHTy9bU/s220/IMG_0673.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dCHPCmjTRfI/SVZepupixXI/AAAAAAAAAA8/fYUBCwxtyU0/s72-c/IMG_0344.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
