<?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-5110232641924714081</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:47:56.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventures in Baby Making</title><subtitle type='html'>Michael &amp;amp; Kacey&amp;#39;s
Journey Through Infertility</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110232641924714081/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kaceyedgar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16564568244224586459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SNFqZj63Y5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/DQp1JeOkwbY/S220/Lap.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110232641924714081.post-6784014100052414984</id><published>2009-04-09T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T10:31:13.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting Over... I Wish It Were Easier!!</title><content type='html'>Ok so I know I have not updated this thing in a few months... they have been hard!! As I am sure you can tell (def by the lack of super amazing ultra sound posts) our IVF did not work. There was no reason for it. The doctor was actually just as if not more shocked than I was. The IVF was PERFECT on paper but for some reason it did not work. After a month of crying and a couple of months of praying... Michael and I (and God) have decided that we are going to start fostering children in hopes that it leads to adoption. We start our 7 week classes next Thursday. I will try to keep everyone updated as we move along. Thank you for all of your prayers and support!! Love to All... Kacey!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110232641924714081-6784014100052414984?l=thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6784014100052414984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110232641924714081&amp;postID=6784014100052414984' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110232641924714081/posts/default/6784014100052414984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110232641924714081/posts/default/6784014100052414984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/starting-over-i-wish-it-were-easier.html' title='Starting Over... I Wish It Were Easier!!'/><author><name>kaceyedgar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16564568244224586459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SNFqZj63Y5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/DQp1JeOkwbY/S220/Lap.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110232641924714081.post-4653546851501586364</id><published>2009-01-26T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T07:41:58.502-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/ONCEUPONABLOG/NotMeMonday.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MckMama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You can head &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;over &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;her blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; to read what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she and everyone else have not been doing this week.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well it is that time again!! Time to relive all of the exciting things that I absolutly did not do this past week!! This list isn't too long but worth it none the less.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The first thing that I definatly did Not do was leave the Christmas tree still standing in the livingroom. I know who would ever let an undercorated from December Christmas tree still hang out in their living room?? Definatly NOT ME!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And on Friday after my Fertility appointment I in no way went to the mall to Destination Maternity to try on clothes!! As if that was not enough I did Not put on the 7 month "pretend" belly to see what I would look like preggers!! That totally was NOT ME!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SX3VrRejjYI/AAAAAAAAAHE/OEBVL-YiKbU/s1600-h/Eskimo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295623676260224386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SX3VrRejjYI/AAAAAAAAAHE/OEBVL-YiKbU/s320/Eskimo.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And there is no way that I made The Sgt watch the Miss America pagent with me and take this picture when he fell asleep directly after the Swim Suit Competition. And he is Not bundled up like an Eskimo outside in Alaska because I did Not have the heater off when it was 30 degrees outside while I am Not having hot flashes like a 50 year old women going through menopause on this new medication. Ha, Ha that was sooo NOT ME!! Poor Sgt!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110232641924714081-4653546851501586364?l=thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4653546851501586364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110232641924714081&amp;postID=4653546851501586364' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110232641924714081/posts/default/4653546851501586364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110232641924714081/posts/default/4653546851501586364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/welcome-to-not-me-monday-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>kaceyedgar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16564568244224586459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SNFqZj63Y5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/DQp1JeOkwbY/S220/Lap.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SX3VrRejjYI/AAAAAAAAAHE/OEBVL-YiKbU/s72-c/Eskimo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110232641924714081.post-8933033221044830557</id><published>2009-01-23T11:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T12:12:24.975-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doctor's and Pizza</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SXojYvX_LaI/AAAAAAAAAGs/kyynUxTSkbk/s1600-h/100_0309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SXojYvX_LaI/AAAAAAAAAGs/kyynUxTSkbk/s320/100_0309.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294583219868347810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fertility and Women's Health Cente&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well had another RE appointment this morning. I started Lupron (10-units) (the Lupron is given so that I will not prematurely ovulate) last Sunday. I had to give myself a shot% f that every night this week at 8pm. Today I went in for BW, to check my hormone levels and make sure they are not out of whack and an US to make sure there were no cysts and that my follicles looked good!! And I got an A+ everything looked great!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SXoipcUhyjI/AAAAAAAAAGU/O0RMuzVIfFw/s1600-h/100_0307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SXoipcUhyjI/AAAAAAAAAGU/O0RMuzVIfFw/s320/100_0307.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294582407299713586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The US Room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SXoi9MT9j-I/AAAAAAAAAGc/hgy3EzvalaA/s1600-h/100_0308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SXoi9MT9j-I/AAAAAAAAAGc/hgy3EzvalaA/s320/100_0308.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294582746599755746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The US Tech Keeps Up With The Seasons!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SXoi9jRbz-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/JLDnjpEbFGw/s1600-h/100_0305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SXoi9jRbz-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/JLDnjpEbFGw/s320/100_0305.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294582752763170786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My Beautiful Uterus!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the US I talked with the nurse and we set up a medicine schedule!! I get to start my Stim Meds on Sunday!! The Stim Meds are to make my follicles big enough to mature and retrieve!! I will take 1 Follistim shot (150IU) at 7pm and 1 shot of Menopur (1 amp) at 7pm and then 1 shot of Lupron (5 units) at 8pm. I will do this Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday night and I will have an appointment Wednesday morning at 9:45am to check on my follicles and make sure they are progressing. At that point they will determine whether to increase, decrease or keep my Stim meds the same based on follicle growth. I am praying that I am a fast stimmer and that I will have nice big fat follies!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SXokcS5YZQI/AAAAAAAAAG0/uVdBirQGV_o/s1600-h/100_0169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SXokcS5YZQI/AAAAAAAAAG0/uVdBirQGV_o/s320/100_0169.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294584380454888706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes We Are Pizza Hut People!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now for the Pizza... I will be ordering in just a few short hours for our weekly Pizza and Beer night with the Dobsons!! It is such a great way to relax and ring in the weekend!! I can smell the cheese and pepperoni already!!&lt;br /&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/5110232641924714081-8933033221044830557?l=thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8933033221044830557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110232641924714081&amp;postID=8933033221044830557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110232641924714081/posts/default/8933033221044830557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110232641924714081/posts/default/8933033221044830557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/doctors-and-pizza.html' title='Doctor&apos;s and Pizza'/><author><name>kaceyedgar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16564568244224586459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SNFqZj63Y5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/DQp1JeOkwbY/S220/Lap.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SXojYvX_LaI/AAAAAAAAAGs/kyynUxTSkbk/s72-c/100_0309.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110232641924714081.post-2808774023773808885</id><published>2009-01-21T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T12:45:21.937-08:00</updated><title type='text'>100 Things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I borrowed this from &lt;a href="http://meganswishingwell.blogspot.com/"&gt;INfertile Myrtle&lt;/a&gt;. Feel free to borrow it. If you play along, leave me a comment so I can see your list. Bold whatever you have done.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Started your own blog.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Slept under the stars.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Played in a band.&lt;br /&gt;4. Visited Hawaii.&lt;br /&gt;5. Watched a meteor shower.&lt;br /&gt;6. Given more than you can afford to charity.&lt;br /&gt;7. Been to Disneyland.&lt;br /&gt;8. Climbed a mountain.&lt;br /&gt;9. Held a praying mantis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Sang a solo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Bungee jumped.&lt;br /&gt;12. Visited Paris.&lt;br /&gt;13. Watched a lightning storm at sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. Taught yourself an art from scratch.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Adopted a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. Had food poisoning.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Walked to the top of the Statue of Liberty.&lt;br /&gt;18. Grown your own vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;19. Seen the Mona Lisa in France.&lt;br /&gt;20. Slept on an overnight train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21. Had a pillow fight.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Hitch hiked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. Taken a sick day when you're not sick.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Built a snow fort.&lt;br /&gt;25. Held a lamb.&lt;br /&gt;26. Gone skinny dipping.&lt;br /&gt;27. Run a marathon.&lt;br /&gt;28. Ridden in a gondola in Venice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29. Seen a total eclipse.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30. Watched a sunrise or sunset.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Hit a home run.&lt;br /&gt;32. Been on a cruise.&lt;br /&gt;33. Seen Niagra Falls in person.&lt;br /&gt;34. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors.&lt;br /&gt;35. Seen and Amish community.&lt;br /&gt;36. Taught yourself a new language.&lt;br /&gt;37. Had enough money to truly be satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;38. Seen the leaning tower of Pisa in person.&lt;br /&gt;39. Gone rock climbing.&lt;br /&gt;40. Seen Michelangelo's David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;41. Sung karaoke.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt.&lt;br /&gt;43. Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;44. Visited Africa.&lt;br /&gt;45. Walked on a beach by moonlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;46. Been transported in an ambulance.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Had your portrait painted.&lt;br /&gt;48. Gone deep sea fishing.&lt;br /&gt;49. Seen the Sistine Chapel in person.&lt;br /&gt;50. Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris.&lt;br /&gt;51. Gone scuba diving or snorkeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;52. Kissed in the rain.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;53. Played in the mud.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;54. Gone to a drive-in theater.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;55. Been in a movie.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Visited the Great Wall of China.&lt;br /&gt;57. Started a business.&lt;br /&gt;58. Taken a martial arts class.&lt;br /&gt;59. Visited Russia.&lt;br /&gt;60. Served in a soup kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;61. Sold Girl Scout cookies.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Gone whale watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;63. Gotten flowers for no reason.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Donated blood, platelets, or plasma.&lt;br /&gt;65. Gone sky diving.&lt;br /&gt;66. Visited a Nazi concentration camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;67. Bounced a check.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Flown in a helicopter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;69. Saved a favorite childhood toy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. Visited the Lincoln Memorial.&lt;br /&gt;71. Eaten caviar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;72. Pieced a quilt.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Stood in Times Square.&lt;br /&gt;74. Toured the Everglades.&lt;br /&gt;75. Been fired from a job.&lt;br /&gt;76. Seen the changing of the guards in London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;77. Broken a bone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;78. Been on a speeding motorcycle.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. Seen the Grand Canyon in person.&lt;br /&gt;80. Published a book.&lt;br /&gt;81. Been to the Vatican.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;82. Bought a brand new car.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. Walked in Jerusalem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;84. Had your picture in the paper.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. Read the entire Bible.&lt;br /&gt;86. Visited the White House.&lt;br /&gt;87. Killed and prepared an animal for eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;88. Had Chicken pox.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;89. Saved someone's life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;90. Sat on a jury.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;91. Met someone famous.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. Joined a book club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;93. Lost a loved one.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. Had a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;95. Seen the Alamo in person.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. Swam in the Great Salt Lake.&lt;br /&gt;97. Been involved in a lawsuit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;98. Owned a cell phone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. Been stung by a bee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;100. Read an entire book in one day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110232641924714081-2808774023773808885?l=thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2808774023773808885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110232641924714081&amp;postID=2808774023773808885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110232641924714081/posts/default/2808774023773808885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110232641924714081/posts/default/2808774023773808885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-borrowed-this-from-infertile-myrtle.html' title='100 Things...'/><author><name>kaceyedgar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16564568244224586459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SNFqZj63Y5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/DQp1JeOkwbY/S220/Lap.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110232641924714081.post-6666329964539680053</id><published>2009-01-21T11:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T11:17:35.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday - Bible Study</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SXd0wFt17jI/AAAAAAAAAF0/IVvC2Y0Q6Zo/s1600-h/BibleStudy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293828256514305586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 374px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SXd0wFt17jI/AAAAAAAAAF0/IVvC2Y0Q6Zo/s400/BibleStudy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110232641924714081-6666329964539680053?l=thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6666329964539680053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110232641924714081&amp;postID=6666329964539680053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110232641924714081/posts/default/6666329964539680053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110232641924714081/posts/default/6666329964539680053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/wordless-wednesday-bible-study.html' title='Wordless Wednesday - Bible Study'/><author><name>kaceyedgar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16564568244224586459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SNFqZj63Y5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/DQp1JeOkwbY/S220/Lap.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SXd0wFt17jI/AAAAAAAAAF0/IVvC2Y0Q6Zo/s72-c/BibleStudy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110232641924714081.post-9150156479145894175</id><published>2009-01-20T07:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T09:16:06.325-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bachelor Talk Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SXX68nceBqI/AAAAAAAAAE8/gz6uc_5YPzM/s1600-h/Bachelor+Talk.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293412856331372194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 394px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SXX68nceBqI/AAAAAAAAAE8/gz6uc_5YPzM/s400/Bachelor+Talk.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Welcome to Bachelor Talk Tuesday!! I know that I am a couple of weeks behind but this is when the show starts getting really good!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So let's recap last night's episode. Stephanie got the first one-on-one date with J. They went to the beach and Jason had a huge surprise for her... her daughter. How sweet was that, he brought her daughter to her on her daughter's birthday!! After the beach he took the two girls to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Legoland&lt;/span&gt;!! All in all they had a good date, Jason was able to see how Stephanie interacted with children and they were able to enjoy a nice lunch while Stephanie's daughter played in the water &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fountains&lt;/span&gt;. At the end of the date Jason gave Stephanie the rose!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SXYDcKdI9YI/AAAAAAAAAFU/xuHn4wMj5-0/s1600-h/Bust.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293422194398393730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 117px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 95px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SXYDcKdI9YI/AAAAAAAAAFU/xuHn4wMj5-0/s320/Bust.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The group date included Jillian, Kari, Melissa, Naomi, Nikki, Shannon and Erica. They went to the "Keep-a-Bust Foundation" to make molds of their busts to be sold at auction for the charity foundation. The date went well... everyone seemed to have a great time. A few of the ladies were even able to get in alone time with Jason, which is so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;beneficial&lt;/span&gt;, the more alone time they get the better chance they will have at getting a rose!! The individual rose at on the group date went to... Jillian. She really seems to be keeping the Bachelor's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;interest&lt;/span&gt; very well!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Second one-on-one date went to Natalie. J started the night off by bringing her $1,000,000 in diamonds, a necklace and a bracelet!! Then he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;whisked&lt;/span&gt; her off to Vegas in a private jet where they went on a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;helicopter&lt;/span&gt; tour and to dinner. Needless to say Natalie only goes so deep and Jason did not give her a rose which sent her home. As she was leaving she told Jason that a few of the girls were not good women which started so much drama at the rose ceremony!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293422388340374498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 125px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 95px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SXYDnc8gu-I/AAAAAAAAAFc/vdqrlR9AGTU/s320/Megan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Molly (The Grounded One)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SXYEbFCEq2I/AAAAAAAAAFk/M-LUvT67xEk/s1600-h/Melissa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293423275274447714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 95px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SXYEbFCEq2I/AAAAAAAAAFk/M-LUvT67xEk/s320/Melissa.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mellisa (The Super Cute One)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SXYFUlTJPaI/AAAAAAAAAFs/MO26NeP0uUQ/s1600-h/Molly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293424263188528546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 119px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 95px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SXYFUlTJPaI/AAAAAAAAAFs/MO26NeP0uUQ/s320/Molly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Megan (I Just Don't Like This One)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the rose ceremony Jason did not give roses to Erica and Keri and insisted on keeping Megan!! I do not like her at all and I think that her true colors will show through before too long. As for who I do like I am really leaning towards Molly and Melissa, but it is still early and things can change. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tune in next week for episode 3 of the Bachelor!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110232641924714081-9150156479145894175?l=thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/9150156479145894175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110232641924714081&amp;postID=9150156479145894175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110232641924714081/posts/default/9150156479145894175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110232641924714081/posts/default/9150156479145894175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/bachelor-talk-tuesday.html' title='Bachelor Talk Tuesday'/><author><name>kaceyedgar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16564568244224586459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SNFqZj63Y5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/DQp1JeOkwbY/S220/Lap.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SXX68nceBqI/AAAAAAAAAE8/gz6uc_5YPzM/s72-c/Bachelor+Talk.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110232641924714081.post-1372196500003186629</id><published>2009-01-19T13:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T13:18:47.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Please pray!! It is so amazing how close we (women with infertility) become during this time in our lives. And right now there in an amazing woman who needs your prayers. Click on the icon below to read Kelly's story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kellyskornerblog.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/ONCEUPONABLOG/prayingforharpercopy.png" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110232641924714081-1372196500003186629?l=thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1372196500003186629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110232641924714081&amp;postID=1372196500003186629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110232641924714081/posts/default/1372196500003186629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110232641924714081/posts/default/1372196500003186629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/please-pray-it-is-so-amazing-how-close.html' title=''/><author><name>kaceyedgar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16564568244224586459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SNFqZj63Y5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/DQp1JeOkwbY/S220/Lap.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110232641924714081.post-7765995999483590869</id><published>2009-01-19T09:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T12:14:02.271-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Me Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/ONCEUPONABLOG/NotMeMonday.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MckMama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You can head over to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;her blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; to read what she and everyone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;have not been doing this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's Monday... and you know what that means... time to talk openly and honestly about all of the things that I did &lt;em&gt;Not&lt;/em&gt; do. Nope &lt;em&gt;Not&lt;/em&gt; at all did I even think of doing the following...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I absolutely did &lt;em&gt;Not&lt;/em&gt; wait until January 18 to take down my Christmas decorations.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I so did &lt;em&gt;Not&lt;/em&gt; forget to buy and extra large tub for the Christmas Tree that is defiantly &lt;em&gt;Not&lt;/em&gt; still standing in my living room!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I certainly did &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; talk The Sgt into redecorating his office which did &lt;em&gt;Not&lt;/em&gt; cause him to miss the entire NFC playoff game!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And Last but &lt;em&gt;Not&lt;/em&gt; least... I did &lt;em&gt;Not&lt;/em&gt; forget to give Cyndi Lauper a bath that she so desperately did &lt;em&gt;Not&lt;/em&gt; need because it has &lt;em&gt;Not&lt;/em&gt; been almost 2 weeks since she had one!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Check back next Monday to find out what all I did &lt;em&gt;Not&lt;/em&gt; do this week!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110232641924714081-7765995999483590869?l=thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7765995999483590869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110232641924714081&amp;postID=7765995999483590869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110232641924714081/posts/default/7765995999483590869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110232641924714081/posts/default/7765995999483590869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/not-me-monday.html' title='Not Me Monday'/><author><name>kaceyedgar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16564568244224586459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SNFqZj63Y5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/DQp1JeOkwbY/S220/Lap.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110232641924714081.post-7348861608851661804</id><published>2009-01-18T16:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T05:18:04.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Rug, Old Chair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Friday we found a great find... a new rug for the nursery. We are not "actively" decorating the nursery, but we have an idea of what we want and if we come across great pieces that we can't pass up we get them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So this is the new rug...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SXPH7QfoV5I/AAAAAAAAAEA/DettbJjWoPo/s1600-h/100_0140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292793807944308626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SXPH7QfoV5I/AAAAAAAAAEA/DettbJjWoPo/s320/100_0140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well we decided that since we have finally found a rug that we like (I know what you are thinking... but boys can like purple too... we will down play it if we have boys!!) we should recover that unsightly chair that is in the room to match.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Offender...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SXPI5sDVvjI/AAAAAAAAAEI/CuvC9LIKlgM/s1600-h/100_0158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292794880493731378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SXPI5sDVvjI/AAAAAAAAAEI/CuvC9LIKlgM/s320/100_0158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Soooo&lt;/span&gt; we went by and saw the Upholstery man in town and he let us take home his sample books...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SXSn68oV9bI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/soS2phty1_U/s1600-h/Books.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293040093216765362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SXSn68oV9bI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/soS2phty1_U/s320/Books.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then we sat down to find a swatch that would match the rug... and the walls...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SXSoSWk7TxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ShqB1sbOIjQ/s1600-h/Wall2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293040495318748946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SXSoSWk7TxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ShqB1sbOIjQ/s320/Wall2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SXSonHaxFYI/AAAAAAAAAEo/8VpKVldbuKQ/s1600-h/Wall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293040852026856834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SXSonHaxFYI/AAAAAAAAAEo/8VpKVldbuKQ/s320/Wall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the winner is... Lime Green, or Citron (that is what is on the swatch)!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SXSog0DisyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/a7tZy_G6Htk/s1600-h/Swatch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293040743749956386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SXSog0DisyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/a7tZy_G6Htk/s320/Swatch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are dropping it off tomorrow and we it comes back I will post pictures!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110232641924714081-7348861608851661804?l=thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7348861608851661804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110232641924714081&amp;postID=7348861608851661804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110232641924714081/posts/default/7348861608851661804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110232641924714081/posts/default/7348861608851661804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-rug-old-chair.html' title='New Rug, Old Chair'/><author><name>kaceyedgar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16564568244224586459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SNFqZj63Y5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/DQp1JeOkwbY/S220/Lap.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SXPH7QfoV5I/AAAAAAAAAEA/DettbJjWoPo/s72-c/100_0140.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110232641924714081.post-2512785985463948707</id><published>2009-01-11T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T13:50:55.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guilty</title><content type='html'>I feel so guilty at this moment. I had signed up in early December to help with the Children's Choir program at my church and tonight was the kick of party. I just can not seem to make myself go. The thought of being around a hundred tiny children is overwhelming. I just don't think that I can be there and not cry. I feel so guilty though because I know that this is for the children and I am putting myself first. I did let the director know that I would love to help make the costumes or decorate for any of the performances, anything that keeps me out of direct contact with the children. Am I making a wrong decision for not being there??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110232641924714081-2512785985463948707?l=thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2512785985463948707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110232641924714081&amp;postID=2512785985463948707' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110232641924714081/posts/default/2512785985463948707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110232641924714081/posts/default/2512785985463948707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/guilty.html' title='Guilty'/><author><name>kaceyedgar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16564568244224586459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SNFqZj63Y5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/DQp1JeOkwbY/S220/Lap.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110232641924714081.post-5119749757801800523</id><published>2009-01-09T09:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T09:53:37.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank The Lord It's Friday!!</title><content type='html'>Well after a long hard week I am finally going to kick back my feet and relax. My Hubby comes home tonight from a week away and we are heading to our friends for our weekly Pizza and Beer Night. I just wanted to wish everyone a great weekend!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Kacey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110232641924714081-5119749757801800523?l=thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5119749757801800523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110232641924714081&amp;postID=5119749757801800523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110232641924714081/posts/default/5119749757801800523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110232641924714081/posts/default/5119749757801800523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/thank-lord-its-friday.html' title='Thank The Lord It&apos;s Friday!!'/><author><name>kaceyedgar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16564568244224586459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SNFqZj63Y5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/DQp1JeOkwbY/S220/Lap.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110232641924714081.post-1883253728946639919</id><published>2009-01-06T08:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:12:39.037-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 Word of the Year!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://tipjunkie.blogspot.com/" target="_blank" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i212.photobucket.com/albums/cc10/TipJunkie/talktometuesday_white.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My word for 2009 is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOPE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;HOPE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - It seems like such a simple word. Just four tiny letters. But those letters, those small insignifigant letters create one of the most powerful and amazing words that I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The definition of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOPE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a belief in a positive outcome related to events and &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;circumstances in one's life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hope is the feeling that what is &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;wanted &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;can &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;be had or that events will turn out for the best.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is amazing to me, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is the belief in a positive outcome&lt;/em&gt;, I love to believe that all I need is to believe! It is just so simple and easy. Just believe, just have faith. No matter how bad it gets, how far down the latter we fall, even when it seems that there is no chance of a positive outcome or when all of our resourses have been exahusted, we still have something, we still have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite songs is &lt;em&gt;Our Hope Endures ~ by Natalie Grant&lt;/em&gt;, It is so powerful. The song talks about suffering and still holding on. It talks about standing your ground when the world around you is crumbling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our Hope Endures ~ Natalie Grant&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Versus 1 ~&lt;br /&gt;You would think only so much can go wrong&lt;br /&gt;Calamity only strikes once&lt;br /&gt;And you assume this one has suffered her share&lt;br /&gt;Life will be kinder from here&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but sometimes the sun stays hidden for years&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the sky rains night after night&lt;br /&gt;When will it clear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus ~&lt;br /&gt;But our Hope endures the worst of conditions&lt;br /&gt;It's more than our optimism&lt;br /&gt;Let the earth quake&lt;br /&gt;Our Hope is unchanged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How can &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; not be my word this year with all that I have to be hopeful for?? &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SWOP1zxze-I/AAAAAAAAADg/-GXw9k3jr1U/s1600-h/Pregnant.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288228542058036194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 86px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SWOP1zxze-I/AAAAAAAAADg/-GXw9k3jr1U/s320/Pregnant.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hopes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for 2009: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To accept what God believes is best for my life!!&lt;br /&gt;To be blessed with pregnancy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To have a healthy pregnancy!!&lt;br /&gt;To have healthy baby(ies)!!&lt;br /&gt;To have a most fulfilled and loving marriage!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you choose as your word this year. Always remember that it starts with &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;HOPE&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love Always, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kacey&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110232641924714081-1883253728946639919?l=thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1883253728946639919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110232641924714081&amp;postID=1883253728946639919' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110232641924714081/posts/default/1883253728946639919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110232641924714081/posts/default/1883253728946639919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009-word-of-year.html' title='2009 Word of the Year!!!'/><author><name>kaceyedgar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16564568244224586459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SNFqZj63Y5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/DQp1JeOkwbY/S220/Lap.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SWOP1zxze-I/AAAAAAAAADg/-GXw9k3jr1U/s72-c/Pregnant.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110232641924714081.post-8248118621713729738</id><published>2009-01-05T09:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T19:24:43.137-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I Need to Take Care of...</title><content type='html'>Well Michael headed to Baton Rouge this morning to teach Drug Recognition and Alcohol Recognition Classes at the State Police Training &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Academy&lt;/span&gt; this week. I will be all alone until Friday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided last night that since I would have the house to myself this weekend, there are a few things that I need to take care of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SWJFdI5WyvI/AAAAAAAAACo/fClvQvI0uL0/s1600-h/Stockings.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287865279392959218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SWJFdI5WyvI/AAAAAAAAACo/fClvQvI0uL0/s400/Stockings.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Take Down the Stockings...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287865925540140994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SWJGCv-2V8I/AAAAAAAAACw/HrNLj6HeSZM/s400/Christmas+Presents.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Put Away the Christmas Presents &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(finding a place is the problem!!)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287866482376253266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SWJGjKW7H1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/ebuUE25l5d8/s400/Tree.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Take Down the Christmas Tree...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SWJHhoA7RmI/AAAAAAAAADA/U61aj_DrqMg/s1600-h/Decorations.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287867555488941666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SWJHhoA7RmI/AAAAAAAAADA/U61aj_DrqMg/s400/Decorations.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And Put Up All of the Other Christmas Decorations (there are so many)...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Not to mention that I still have Christmas Lights up outside!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Hopefully between my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;IVF&lt;/span&gt; Orientation tomorrow night at 6pm and Bible Study Wednesday night at 6pm I will find time to attack this list of to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;do's&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;P.S. This does not include the normal house hold &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;chores&lt;/span&gt; that I have neglected lately!! Oh well, at least I will not be bored!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110232641924714081-8248118621713729738?l=thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8248118621713729738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110232641924714081&amp;postID=8248118621713729738' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110232641924714081/posts/default/8248118621713729738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110232641924714081/posts/default/8248118621713729738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/things-i-need-to-take-care-of.html' title='Things I Need to Take Care of...'/><author><name>kaceyedgar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16564568244224586459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SNFqZj63Y5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/DQp1JeOkwbY/S220/Lap.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SWJFdI5WyvI/AAAAAAAAACo/fClvQvI0uL0/s72-c/Stockings.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110232641924714081.post-3164159825050715869</id><published>2009-01-01T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T09:46:48.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Michael and I just wanted to take a moment to say Thank You to all of you who have been there for us in the past year and who will be there in the years to come. You help us more than you will ever know!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We also wanted to wish everyone a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Happy New Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SV2NcZAvHYI/AAAAAAAAACY/NfR98zg2FZs/s1600-h/Photo+40.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 357px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SV2NcZAvHYI/AAAAAAAAACY/NfR98zg2FZs/s400/Photo+40.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286537056492658050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;New Year's Eve 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SV2NSUyAMJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/njr7sTwoOyo/s1600-h/Photo+39.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 399px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SV2NSUyAMJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/njr7sTwoOyo/s400/Photo+39.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286536883558428818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Michael wouldn't take a serious picture to save his life!!&lt;/span&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/5110232641924714081-3164159825050715869?l=thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3164159825050715869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110232641924714081&amp;postID=3164159825050715869' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110232641924714081/posts/default/3164159825050715869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110232641924714081/posts/default/3164159825050715869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/michael-and-i-just-wanted-to-take.html' title=''/><author><name>kaceyedgar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16564568244224586459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SNFqZj63Y5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/DQp1JeOkwbY/S220/Lap.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SV2NcZAvHYI/AAAAAAAAACY/NfR98zg2FZs/s72-c/Photo+40.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110232641924714081.post-1649135111125393414</id><published>2008-12-31T10:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T09:47:43.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yi Chou... The Year of The Ox - 2009!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SVvEhaLo59I/AAAAAAAAAB4/4A42OFgzqHo/s1600-h/cow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286034665892276178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SVvEhaLo59I/AAAAAAAAAB4/4A42OFgzqHo/s200/cow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is MY year... I just found out that 2009 is the year of the Ox. I am was born (the first born) in the year of the Ox, so wouldn't it be fitting that my first born also be born with the Ox!! Maybe it is a stretch, but at this point I will take any thing!! A few tidbits about the Ox:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;People born in the Chinese New Year of Ox, 2009 will preponderantly have the below mentioned traits in their character:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Leadership qualities, dependable, great organizers, loyal, patient as well as strong and responsible. They are also some of the best people one can have as colleagues in the work place as they are believed to posses strong work ethics and display their creative side as well, especially when it comes to decorating their home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Since the people born in the Ox year are also trusted to be reliable and logical, people generally turn towards them for suggestions and guidance. Their honesty and eye for details also helps them to prove their worth both in the workplace as well as in their personal lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;However there are a few negative traits associated with the character of the Ox that also is reflected through the people born in the ox years. Attributes like being narrow minded, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;stubborn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(my husband would agree)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;, with low public relations skills and also very far from being &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;emotional are generally associated with people born in this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I thought I would also dedicate this thread to my&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Top 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;resolutions... not that I make or keep resolutions. Maybe I will just call them wishes or goals that I would like to see happen in 2009!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;1. Get Pregnant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2. Love Unconditionally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;3. Be a Support for My Husband!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(just like he is for me!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;4. Exercise More &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(not to loose weight, just to feel better, especially if #1 happens!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;5. Learn to Love What I Have and Have What I Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;6. Not Take &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; for Granted!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;7. Organize My Craft Room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;8. Finish the Nursery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;9. Finish the Addition on the House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;10. Give Birth to at Least 1 Beautiful Healthy Baby!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just Want to Wish Everyone a Safe and Happy New Year! May this year bring you all of your dreams and keep you safe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love Always,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kacey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110232641924714081-1649135111125393414?l=thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1649135111125393414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110232641924714081&amp;postID=1649135111125393414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110232641924714081/posts/default/1649135111125393414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110232641924714081/posts/default/1649135111125393414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/yi-chou-year-of-ox-2009.html' title='Yi Chou... The Year of The Ox - 2009!'/><author><name>kaceyedgar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16564568244224586459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SNFqZj63Y5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/DQp1JeOkwbY/S220/Lap.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SVvEhaLo59I/AAAAAAAAAB4/4A42OFgzqHo/s72-c/cow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110232641924714081.post-4333112776748547637</id><published>2008-12-31T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T08:26:43.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Betrayed</title><content type='html'>Well this week started out in royal form!! We were supposed to have started our first cycle of IVF this week, but much to my surprise we were put off yet again! This time however I have lost all faith in the RE. At my last appt he told me that we would begin this cycle with no Lupron, that I would not have to take another month of BCP and that we would start stims on CD3. Well all of the was apparently him talking out of his rearend because we are still doing Lupron, I am starting another month of BCP and we are not starting stims until the last week it January!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that he probably thought that telling me something was better than saying "I don't know" but he was wrong. I don't know is an acceptable ok answer to a question that you don't have an answer to. Giving an IVFer fasle hope is like putting penut butter on a rat trap. Lure him in and then snap his neck. False hope feels about the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I got back from my appt yesterday I realized that the "wait" is not as bad as the nurse made it sound on the phone, but there is more than the wait that is killing me. Now I have no hope. For the first time since we were diagnosed as "Infertile" I can not seem to grasp hope. The same RE that filled me full of crap at our last appt is the one that told me "I &lt;em&gt;will &lt;/em&gt;get pregnant". Will I?? I mean everything else he has told me has been wrong, so is he wrong about this??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to believe that I will get pregnant but this RE has betrayed my trust. My trust in him and his medical staff and his ability to get me pregnant. I know that you are thinking, "Can't you find a new doctor?" We could, I have looked, but Michael doesn't want to. And we have already put too much time, effort and money into this doctor to go somewhere else. I will just have to deal and keep praying that God can work &lt;em&gt;inspite&lt;/em&gt; of this doctor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New Cycle Protocol:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Start BCP (Nuva Ring) - 12/31&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Start Lupron - 1/18&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Start Stims - 1/25&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Possible Egg Retrival - 2/5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Possible 3day Transfer - 2/8&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Possible 5day Transfer - 2/10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beta Test Results - 2/20&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110232641924714081-4333112776748547637?l=thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4333112776748547637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110232641924714081&amp;postID=4333112776748547637' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110232641924714081/posts/default/4333112776748547637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110232641924714081/posts/default/4333112776748547637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/betrayed.html' title='Betrayed'/><author><name>kaceyedgar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16564568244224586459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SNFqZj63Y5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/DQp1JeOkwbY/S220/Lap.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110232641924714081.post-5269207057543816600</id><published>2008-12-24T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T09:20:45.625-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SVJuQDQAlxI/AAAAAAAAABQ/mzd-h8mHOrM/s1600-h/SantaClauseWorshippingBabyJesus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283406534888429330" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SVJuQDQAlxI/AAAAAAAAABQ/mzd-h8mHOrM/s320/SantaClauseWorshippingBabyJesus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Merry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHRISTmas!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We are heading out in just a little bit... as soon as I get off of work!! We are heading to another state to visit my mom. Tonight we will be eating well and watching a Nativity Story. An amazing movie that I reccommend to everyone. I hope that you all have an amazing Christmas. Keep your families close and remeber the true meaning for the season!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Michael and Kacey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110232641924714081-5269207057543816600?l=thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5269207057543816600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110232641924714081&amp;postID=5269207057543816600' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110232641924714081/posts/default/5269207057543816600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There are women that become mothers without effort,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;without thought, without patience or loss&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and though they are good mothers and love their children,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know that I will be better.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will be better not because of genetics, or money&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;or that I have read more books,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but because I have struggled and toiled for this child.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have longed and waited.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have cried and prayed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have endured and planned over and over again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like most things in life, the people who truly have appreciation&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;are those who have struggled to attain their dreams.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will notice everything about my child.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will take time to watch my child sleep,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;explore and discover.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will marvel at this miracle every day for the rest of my life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will be happy when I wake in the middle of the night to the sound of my child,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;knowing that I can comfort, hold and feed him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and that I am not waking to take another temperature,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pop another pill, take another shot or cry tears of a broken dream.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My dream will be crying for me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I count myself lucky in this sense;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that God has given me this insight,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;this special vision with which I will look upon my child that my friends will not see.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whether I parent a child I actually give birth to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;or a child that God leads me to,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will not be careless with my love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will be a better mother for all that I have endured.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am a better wife, a better aunt, a better daughter,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;neighbor, friend and sister because I have known pain.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know disillusionment as I have been betrayed by my own body,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have been tried by fire and hell many never face,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yet given time, I stood tall.I have prevailed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have succeeded.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have won.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So now, when others hurt around me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I do not run from their pain in order to save myself discomfort.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I see it, mourn it, and join them in theirs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I listen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And even though I cannot make it better,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can make it less lonely.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have learned the immerse power of another hand holding tight to mine,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;of other eyes that moisten as they learn to accept the harsh truth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and when life is beyond hard.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have learned a compassion that only comes with walking in those shoes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have learned to appreciate life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes I will be a wonderful mother.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Author- Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110232641924714081-1069018697211054574?l=thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1069018697211054574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110232641924714081&amp;postID=1069018697211054574' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110232641924714081/posts/default/1069018697211054574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110232641924714081/posts/default/1069018697211054574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/there-are-women-that-become-mothers.html' title=''/><author><name>kaceyedgar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16564568244224586459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SNFqZj63Y5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/DQp1JeOkwbY/S220/Lap.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110232641924714081.post-132781330143823584</id><published>2008-12-23T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T11:04:48.885-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have a Happy Period...</title><content type='html'>I found this on my fertility site this morning. I was going through some of the old posts and found this. It is so funny and so true!! I hope you enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an actual letter sent to Proctor and Gamble from W. Aarons, Austin, TX, regarding their feminine products. She really gets rolling after the first paragraph . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dear Mr. Thatcher,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have been a loyal user of your Always Maxi Pads for over 20 years and I appreciate many of their features. Why, without the LeakGuardCore(tm) or Dri-Weave(tm) absorbency, I'd probably never go horseback riding salsa dancing, and I'd certainly steer clear of running up and down the beach in tight, whiteshorts. But my favorite feature has to be your revolutionary Flexi-Wings. Kudos on being the only company smart enough to realize how crucial it is that maxi pads be aerodynamic. I can't tell you how safe and secure I feel each month knowing there's a little F-16 in my pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had a period, Mr. Thatcher? Ever suffered from "the curse"? I'm guessing you haven't. Well, my "time of the month" is starting right now. As I type, I can already feel hormonal forces violently surging through my body. Just a few minutes from now, my body will adjust and I'll be transformed into what my husband likes to call "an inbred hillbilly with knife skills". Isn't the human body amazing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Brand Manager in the Feminine-hygiene Division,you've no doubt seen quite a bit of research on what exactly happens during your customers' monthly visits from "Aunt Flo". Therefore, you must know about the bloating, puffiness, and cramping we endure, and about our intense mood swings, crying, and out-of-control behaviour. You surely realize it's a tough time for most women. In fact, only last week, my friend Jennifer fought the violent urge to shove her boyfriend's testicles into a George Foreman Grill just because he told her he thought Grey's Anatomy was written by drunken chimps. Crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point is, sir, you of all people must realize that America is just crawling with homicidal maniacs in Capri pants...which brings me to the reason for my letter. Last month, while in the throes of cramping so painful I wanted to reach inside my body and yank out my uterus, I opened an Always maxi-pad, and there, printed on the adhesive backing, were these words: "Have a Happy Period."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you f***ing kidding me? Does any part of your tiny middle-manager brain really think happiness - actual smiling, laughing happiness is possible during a period? Did anything mentioned above sound the least bit pleasurable? Well, did it, James? FYI, unless you're some kind of sick S&amp;amp;M freak, there will never be anything "happy" about a day in which you have to jack yourself up on Motrin and Kahlua and lock yourself in your house just so you don't march down to the local Kmart armed with a hunting rifle and a sketchy plan to end your life in a blaze of glory. For the love of God, pull your head out, man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you just have to slap a moronic message on a maxi pad, wouldn't it make more sense to say something that's actually pertinent, like "Put Down the Hammer" or "Vehicular Manslaughter Is Wrong", or are you just picking on us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir, please inform your Accounting Department that, effective immediately, there will be an $8 drop in monthly profits, for I have chosen to take my maxi-pad business elsewhere. And though I will certainly miss your Flex-Wings, I will not for one minute miss your brand of condescending bull sh**. And that's a promise I will keep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Always,&lt;br /&gt;W. Aarons&lt;br /&gt;Austin, TX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110232641924714081-132781330143823584?l=thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/132781330143823584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110232641924714081&amp;postID=132781330143823584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110232641924714081/posts/default/132781330143823584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110232641924714081/posts/default/132781330143823584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/have-happy-period.html' title='Have a Happy Period...'/><author><name>kaceyedgar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16564568244224586459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SNFqZj63Y5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/DQp1JeOkwbY/S220/Lap.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110232641924714081.post-4885355680617791037</id><published>2008-12-22T10:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T10:13:22.611-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What God Meant for Me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;shared&lt;/span&gt; with me by a user on a fertility website that I am affiliated with I really puts my fertility journey into perspective and has helped me through a few very though times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a religious person and my faith in what God&lt;br /&gt;means when he gives people certain challenges&lt;br /&gt;has kept me going through this ordeal.&lt;br /&gt;What do I think God meant when he gave me Infertility?&lt;br /&gt;I think he meant for my husband and I to grow closer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;become stronger, love deeper.&lt;br /&gt;I think God meant for us to find the fortitude within ourselves&lt;br /&gt;to get up every time infertility knocks us down.&lt;br /&gt;I think God meant for our medical community to discover medicines,&lt;br /&gt;invent medical equipment, create procedures and protocols.&lt;br /&gt;I think God meant for us to find a cure for Infertility.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No, God never meant for me to not have children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's not my destiny, that's just a fork in the road I'm on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've been placed on the road less traveled,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and like it or not, I'm a better person for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Clearly, God meant for me to overcome my devastation,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my guilt and my sorrow in order to develop more compassion,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;deeper courage, and greater inner strength&lt;br /&gt;on this journey to resolution and I haven't let Him down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Frankly, if the truth be known, I think God meant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for me to build a thirst for a child so strong &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; deep that when that baby is finally placed in my arms it will&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;be the longest, coolest, most refreshing drink I've ever known.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110232641924714081-4885355680617791037?l=thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4885355680617791037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110232641924714081&amp;postID=4885355680617791037' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110232641924714081/posts/default/4885355680617791037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110232641924714081/posts/default/4885355680617791037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-god-meant-for-me.html' title='What God Meant for Me...'/><author><name>kaceyedgar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16564568244224586459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SNFqZj63Y5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/DQp1JeOkwbY/S220/Lap.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110232641924714081.post-69441868607529634</id><published>2008-12-22T09:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T10:05:26.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Making the Past the Present...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; I wanted to give a little history of our infertility journey. Michael and I saw a urologist in May and found out that his count was low and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;referred&lt;/span&gt; us to a Reproductive &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Endocrinologist&lt;/span&gt; (RE for short). We immediately made an appointment as soon as we found out. Our initial appointment was scheduled for July 24. When we got there we didn't have to wait for the nurse to call us to the back. As we walk down the halls we are engulfed by the hundreds of baby photos that line the wall. I was met by a flood of emotions; I didn't know whether to cry with envy or hope. The room, which I expected to see a cold paper covered exam table with stirrups, had a beautiful round wood table with elegant high backed chairs. We gave the nurse our preliminary information and waited only moments before we met Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Storment&lt;/span&gt;, he was very nice and professional. He walked us through some of the routine test that would be run and the possible outcome solution scenarios. Because I am just like a 5 year old waiting for Christmas to come, I had already had most of the tests done. We went over Michael's semen analysis. The urologist who first read us the test results made them out to be hopeless; Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Storment&lt;/span&gt; however, led us to believe that the test looked very promising. We had a few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;preliminary&lt;/span&gt; tests done at the hospital to make sure that my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;fallopian&lt;/span&gt; tubes were not block. Everything checked out fine and we were able to move forward with an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;IUI&lt;/span&gt; -- intrauterine insemination. This is performed by threading a very thin flexible catheter through the cervix and injecting washed (live, motile) sperm directly into the uterus. The best part of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;IUI&lt;/span&gt; is the price. It is only around $2000 total.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our one and only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;IUI&lt;/span&gt; done on September 21, 2008. The procedure was virtually painless, more uncomfortable than anything. The worst part was the two week wait (2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ww&lt;/span&gt;). It was cruel and unusual punishment. And at the end we were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;severely&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt; with a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;BFN&lt;/span&gt; (big fat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;negative&lt;/span&gt;). The pain was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;intense&lt;/span&gt; and severe and somehow Michael got me through! However, I decided that I wanted to go straight to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;InVitro&lt;/span&gt; Fertilization (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;IVF&lt;/span&gt;) - It is when they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;retrieve&lt;/span&gt; my mature eggs and fertilize them with Michael's sperm in a lab and then transfer the developed embryo straight in to my uterus so that all it will have to do in implant. Just do the biggest and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;baddest&lt;/span&gt; in hopes for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;BFP&lt;/span&gt; (big fat positive)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started all of the preliminary test for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;IVF&lt;/span&gt;, blood tests and a mock transfer all fun and enjoyable. All I know now is that I do not have HIV or Hep C!! I started taking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;BCP's&lt;/span&gt; (Birth Control Pills) to suppress my ovaries on October 9. When I went back in to the doctor to start &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Lupron&lt;/span&gt; they found a 32mm active cyst!! They started the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Lupron&lt;/span&gt; so that it would reduce the cyst. I went back on Halloween and they said that the cyst was still there and that on top of that the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Lupron&lt;/span&gt; made it worse. I actually ovulated while taking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;BCP&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Lupron&lt;/span&gt; (suppressant!) They said that because of this they would have to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;cancel&lt;/span&gt; my cycle. Talk about a blow to the heart!! I was miserable for several weeks! Thank God that I have such wonderful friends and family or I don't think that I would have made it, it was a rough few weeks!!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They put me on a new BC - the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Nuva&lt;/span&gt; Ring on November 6, and had me come back in after a month and (drum roll please)... the cyst was gone!!! December 4 I put in a new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Nuva&lt;/span&gt; Ring and I am currently waiting until my next cycle in a few days and we will start over in January with a new Antagonist (they don't use &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Lupron&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;IVF&lt;/span&gt; protocol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully be the end of January I will be Pregnant!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110232641924714081-69441868607529634?l=thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/69441868607529634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110232641924714081&amp;postID=69441868607529634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110232641924714081/posts/default/69441868607529634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110232641924714081/posts/default/69441868607529634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/making-past-present.html' title='Making the Past the Present...'/><author><name>kaceyedgar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16564568244224586459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SNFqZj63Y5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/DQp1JeOkwbY/S220/Lap.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110232641924714081.post-2288939523730949954</id><published>2008-12-19T06:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T07:21:41.027-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My First Post... it is like loosing your first tooth or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;getting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; your first car, you're still learning and you're not quite sure what is going on. You just close your eyes, say a little prayer and hope for the best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I stated this blog a few months ago when Michael and I were first diagnosed with Infertility. I planned to blog about every step of our journey and then life got in the way and I have not had the time. I am still trying to figure out all of the ins and outs of blogging but hopefully I will get the hang of it soon. I am always open to tips and suggestions. If you know how to make my page better please let me know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am still dedicating this blog to the process of getting pregnant and as soon as I can I will make posts about the past treatments and appointments that we have gone through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I would like to say thank you and I love you to all of those who support Michael and I during this time. It is hard and stressful, this disease that they call infertility. But it is people like you who keep our faith strong and moving foreward! Keep us in your prayers!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kacey and Michael&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110232641924714081-2288939523730949954?l=thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2288939523730949954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110232641924714081&amp;postID=2288939523730949954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110232641924714081/posts/default/2288939523730949954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110232641924714081/posts/default/2288939523730949954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesgtsfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-first-post.html' title='My First Post'/><author><name>kaceyedgar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16564568244224586459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iv3DnLAKofQ/SNFqZj63Y5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/DQp1JeOkwbY/S220/Lap.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
