<?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-12050992</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:37:42.446-04:00</updated><category term='Andrew'/><category term='Mommyhood'/><title type='text'>Keeping the Faith</title><subtitle type='html'>This is me, sharing my journey through struggling to conceive, surviving miscarriage, and, finally, receiving the greatest blessing ever...the gift of a healthy, beautiful little boy.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>313</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-608297121507189202</id><published>2008-09-11T20:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T20:57:23.754-04:00</updated><title type='text'>moving</title><summary type='text'>I've been thinking a lot about life, mommyhood, and this blog.  Not only am I am sick of blogger deleting my posts and not letting me post pics, but I'm 99% sure we're not going to have any more children.  We have a son, a daughter, and two in heaven.  Life is different now, and I think I need a fresh start,  I'm moving to wordpress.  You can visit me at my new home HERE.  I hope you will all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/608297121507189202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=608297121507189202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/608297121507189202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/608297121507189202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2008/09/moving.html' title='moving'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-1425106438142264273</id><published>2008-08-05T16:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T16:45:56.603-04:00</updated><title type='text'>guilt and bad mommy thoughts</title><summary type='text'>I feel horribly guilty. I feel jealous every time Chris leaves the house to go to work.  This is SO not me.  I cried like a baby when I had to leave Andrew after 17 MONTHS to go back to work PART-TIME.  I only work every other day, but it was SO difficult for me to leave him.  Now, here I am with two kids, and the thought of going back to work makes me smile.  I secretly can't wait until the 26th</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/1425106438142264273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=1425106438142264273' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/1425106438142264273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/1425106438142264273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2008/08/guilt-and-bad-mommy-thoughts.html' title='guilt and bad mommy thoughts'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-7281479224245713093</id><published>2008-07-16T14:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T14:21:42.471-04:00</updated><title type='text'>update on us</title><summary type='text'>Blogger is being stupid and will not allow me to post pics. Ugh. I've been so frustrated about this (and so stressed with the shock and adjustment of having TWO little ones now) that I've been signing in, getting mad, and signing out. Today I decided to post. :)Hannah is growing so fast already! She was up 8 oz from her birthweight at her check-in last Friday. Andrew had only gained 2 oz at his </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/7281479224245713093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=7281479224245713093' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/7281479224245713093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/7281479224245713093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2008/07/update-on-us.html' title='update on us'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-8151253083351798790</id><published>2008-07-01T13:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T13:45:43.479-04:00</updated><title type='text'>She is here!!!</title><summary type='text'>I can't believe it!  Friday I spent the whole day pretty much depressed and convinced that she wasn't coming on her own.  I actually had very few ctx and was feeling hopeless.  Chris and I decided to watch Troy (mmm, Brad Pitt!) after Andrew went to bed, so we were up LATE.  The movie ended @ 11 pm and I went upstairs to go to bed.  I read for awhile, and as I turned out the light (@ midnight), </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/8151253083351798790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=8151253083351798790' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/8151253083351798790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/8151253083351798790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2008/07/she-is-here.html' title='She is here!!!'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-5798829313275609250</id><published>2008-06-27T09:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T09:23:13.300-04:00</updated><title type='text'>5 days</title><summary type='text'>5 days until my due date and here I am, still preggo!  Sorry for the lack of update.  I've been so crampy and miserable and trying my best to keep up with Andrew...its been tough.  I was very spoiled with him coming two weeks early.  I didn't realize how tough the last few weeks of pregnancy could be!Anyway, my next appt is on July 1 (my due date) and I was told that we will schedule an induction</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/5798829313275609250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=5798829313275609250' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/5798829313275609250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/5798829313275609250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2008/06/5-days.html' title='5 days'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-2588240299310745324</id><published>2008-06-17T14:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T15:04:20.635-04:00</updated><title type='text'>still here...</title><summary type='text'>Still pregnant...Uggghhh...So hot, so tired, so anxious to not be pregnant.  Yesterday I was 37w6d (making me 38 weeks today!) and I was SO hoping she would come at the same point Andrew decided to come, but oh well.  She's a woman.  What can I say?  She obviously already has a mind of her own. ;) My in-laws come back from Guatemala tomorrow evening (flying into the ATL airport) and will be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/2588240299310745324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=2588240299310745324' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/2588240299310745324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/2588240299310745324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2008/06/still-here.html' title='still here...'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-6744208973153320058</id><published>2008-06-10T20:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T20:20:18.148-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Full Term!</title><summary type='text'>Holy heatwave, Batman!  Its HOT!  Maybe its just me, because I'm sitting here at 37w pregnant today (yay!!), but I am so glad I have AC.  I could never do Survivor or some other show like that.  No way.So today I had my 37w appt!  All is well...Hannah is super-active, has a strong h/b and according to my OB, she is "way, way down there!"  I am hoping her being positioned so low means that she </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/6744208973153320058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=6744208973153320058' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/6744208973153320058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/6744208973153320058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2008/06/full-term.html' title='Full Term!'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-2982269622001761060</id><published>2008-05-13T18:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T18:22:28.614-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep thoughts</title><summary type='text'>I've been MIA from the bloggling world for almost two months.  I don't think anyone checks this blog anymore, but just in case...things are fine!  I'm 33 weeks pregnant today and Hannah is super-active and making me very uncomfortable.  I'm wondering if she has turned head-down or if she is still breech...The way she has been moving lately makes me think maybe she's assumed the position and is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/2982269622001761060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=2982269622001761060' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/2982269622001761060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/2982269622001761060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2008/05/deep-thoughts.html' title='Deep thoughts'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-6995635550430680944</id><published>2008-02-24T17:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T17:13:22.777-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andrew'/><title type='text'>Two years old!</title><summary type='text'>Andrew is two years old today! I can't believe it. I mean, where in the world did my little bitty baby go??? He was so tiny...5 lb 10 oz...now he's over 20 lbs (we'll know for sure next week) and all over the place. I can't even count the number of words he says. He is so very social...loves people, loves to be LOUD and loves to laugh! He is such a beautiful child, in more ways than one. Chris </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/6995635550430680944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=6995635550430680944' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/6995635550430680944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/6995635550430680944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2008/02/two-years-old.html' title='Two years old!'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-3005026647127049546</id><published>2008-02-21T19:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T20:08:42.402-05:00</updated><title type='text'>overdue update</title><summary type='text'>Sigh...No more excuses about it being so long between updates!  With a toddler to chase, a pregnancy to deal with, and all the sickness that has been around lately, its just been HARD to keep up.  I am feeling 100% better since finally getting off the abx, though!  What a difference!  Hopefully I can keep away from the UTI's from now on...I do have exciting news, though!  Its a GIRL!!!  We had </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/3005026647127049546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=3005026647127049546' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/3005026647127049546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/3005026647127049546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2008/02/overdue-update.html' title='overdue update'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-4791060246599133190</id><published>2008-01-24T15:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T15:28:10.316-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The UTI that won't go away!</title><summary type='text'>Ugh, I am STILL suffering from this UTI.  I've been on abx for two weeks now (a shot, then a 7-day course of Macrobid, then 3 days of shots, and now starting Augmentin).  Apparently, this specific kind of infection is resistant to everything else but they think it will respond to the Augmentin.  I sure hope so.  I am so sick of being sick.  My digestive system is so screwed up with all these abx </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/4791060246599133190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=4791060246599133190' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/4791060246599133190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/4791060246599133190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2008/01/uti-that-wont-go-away.html' title='The UTI that won&apos;t go away!'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-8494169313848634272</id><published>2008-01-18T20:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T20:32:30.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'>back to the land of the living</title><summary type='text'>Thanks, girls!  I appreciate the thoughts and prayers!  After five days in bed (three days with fever) subsisting on nothing but saltines and Sprite, I am back to life.  I had a follow-up appt with my doctor, though, and my UTI is back again (was gone on Tuesday, but is back today) along with an ear infection and hey - the cough has become bronchitis!  Crap!  I had another antibiotic shot, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/8494169313848634272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=8494169313848634272' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/8494169313848634272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/8494169313848634272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2008/01/back-to-land-of-living.html' title='back to the land of the living'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-2224800013153321842</id><published>2008-01-13T10:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T10:14:55.258-05:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><summary type='text'>We're back!  The cruise was so much fun, despite the drama of being with 8 other family members and friends...Cozumel was GORGEOUS.  I hope to share pics soon.As soon as I woke up the last morning on the ship (the day we docked), I had this little cough.  No big deal, I thought.  Well, after breakfast (TMI alert!) I started coughing so hard I threw up EVERYTHING.  Gross.  All the way home in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/2224800013153321842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=2224800013153321842' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/2224800013153321842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/2224800013153321842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2008/01/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-8822681519300027517</id><published>2008-01-04T21:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T21:42:19.235-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cruisin'...</title><summary type='text'>I'm so excited! :)  Tomorrow morning Chris and I are leaving to go on a cruise!  Yay!  We're going to Cozumel and Progreso, Mexico with practically all of Chris' family, so this should be fun and interesting. :)  Andrew is staying here with my dad and stepmom part of the time, then my mom and stepdad will come in and stay with him the rest of the time.  At least he gets to be at home.  He's been </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/8822681519300027517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=8822681519300027517' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/8822681519300027517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/8822681519300027517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2008/01/cruisin.html' title='Cruisin&apos;...'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-1900571517473615761</id><published>2007-12-23T16:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T16:58:53.758-05:00</updated><title type='text'>butterflies</title><summary type='text'>I can feel the baby!  I know people are going to think I'm crazy for thinking I can feel the baby at 12 weeks, but I swear I feel him/her.  I still can't find the heartbeat with the doppler, but I swear, it feels like there's butterflies in my belly...With Andrew I didn't know what this feeling was, but I really think I'm feeling Itty Bitty in there!  It only happens right before I fall asleep at</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/1900571517473615761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=1900571517473615761' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/1900571517473615761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/1900571517473615761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2007/12/butterflies.html' title='butterflies'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-5342138395972585881</id><published>2007-12-10T16:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T16:41:34.197-05:00</updated><title type='text'>another scare</title><summary type='text'>Well, yesterday I woke up to the sight of dried blood in my underwear.  I promptly freaked out and told Chris, who was on his way out the door (he's a preacher and yesterday was Sunday, so he was headed to church).  He freaked and prayed as I went to the bathroom to check, but there was nothing so we sighed a huge sigh of relief and went on with our day.  Later on, I took a nap with Andrew, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/5342138395972585881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=5342138395972585881' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/5342138395972585881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/5342138395972585881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2007/12/another-scare.html' title='another scare'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-7494411357543041981</id><published>2007-11-17T16:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T16:07:27.284-05:00</updated><title type='text'>thump-thump-thump!!!</title><summary type='text'>We have a heartbeat!!  I am so relieved and excited.  I can't believe me BP wasn't through the roof beforehand, but it was actually pretty normal.  As soon as the tech started the u/s, we both immediately saw the heartbeat flickering away!  Such a wonderful sight.  I can't wait to HEAR it.  I told Chris we MUST get a doppler this time, for my sanity and, therefore, his. I explained my continued </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/7494411357543041981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=7494411357543041981' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/7494411357543041981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/7494411357543041981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2007/11/thump-thump-thump.html' title='thump-thump-thump!!!'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-5679883188696388816</id><published>2007-11-13T19:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T19:45:11.094-05:00</updated><title type='text'>gag-puke-moan (and repeat to infinity)</title><summary type='text'>Yup.  The title of this post is pretty much how its going right now.  The Prometrium is making me soooooooo sick.  Seriously.  I had to pretty much hold back the vomit until I could get to the bathroom between classes today.  Thank God the first trimester is during this wonderful holiday season, so we get lots of time off from school.  I could not do this nonstop.  next week we have the whole </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/5679883188696388816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=5679883188696388816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/5679883188696388816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/5679883188696388816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2007/11/gag-puke-moan-and-repeat-to-infinity.html' title='gag-puke-moan (and repeat to infinity)'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-5067977793243270495</id><published>2007-11-05T19:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T19:47:58.088-05:00</updated><title type='text'>betas, baby!</title><summary type='text'>So I finally heard back from the doctor!  My beta at 15DPO was 129.  At 18DPO, it was 900!!  That's a doubling rate of 1.07 days according to the beta calculator I found here.  I've been getting super-dark HPT's, too, which is very encouraging after so many lighter tests.  Whew.  Believe me, I know I am not out of the woods, but I am feeling more optimistic every day. :)As far as symptoms go, the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/5067977793243270495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=5067977793243270495' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/5067977793243270495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/5067977793243270495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2007/11/betas-baby.html' title='betas, baby!'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-5990502645811800601</id><published>2007-10-29T22:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T22:10:24.745-04:00</updated><title type='text'>saw the doc</title><summary type='text'>I spent two hours at the doctor's office today.  I'm only 4w pregnant, so there was no point in doing an ultrasound, but the doc took blood to check my beta level (I go back Thursday for the 2nd blood draw) and did an internal exam.  He said things look good - no spotting, cervix closed, etc. so as of now I'm cautiously optimistic.  Of course, we won't know anything for sure until probably Friday</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/5990502645811800601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=5990502645811800601' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/5990502645811800601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/5990502645811800601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2007/10/saw-doc.html' title='saw the doc'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-5583347286544638481</id><published>2007-10-28T16:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T16:51:54.408-04:00</updated><title type='text'>spotting</title><summary type='text'>Well, this morning when I got to church and went to the bathroom there was a bright red streak of blood and CM on the TP.  Any sign of blood during a pregnancy always signals miscarriage so I am not optimistic.  In four pregnancies, Andrew's is the ONLY one in which I never saw a hint of blood.  There's been no more spotting or blood or anything, so I guess there's hope that things are OK...I am </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/5583347286544638481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=5583347286544638481' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/5583347286544638481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/5583347286544638481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2007/10/spotting.html' title='spotting'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-684979742955286201</id><published>2007-10-27T23:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T23:09:45.478-04:00</updated><title type='text'>still pregnant</title><summary type='text'>Well, I'm still pregnant!  I *think* the tests are getting darker.  I never heard from the stupid OB on call, so I don't have progesterone yet, but I got some progesterone cream and I'm slathering it on twice a day.  I have plenty of fatty parts so no problem there. :)Anyway, just wanted to let y'all know...Still pregnant, still terrified...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/684979742955286201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=684979742955286201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/684979742955286201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/684979742955286201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2007/10/still-pregnant.html' title='still pregnant'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-4081446567827945878</id><published>2007-10-26T13:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T13:58:55.646-04:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><summary type='text'>Hey, thanks for the congrats!  I didn't know there were that many people who still looked at this blog!  Wow!  Also, I've discovered that two friends have been hiding their pregnancies but outed themselves to me after hearing my news!  Don't worry - I'll keep it quiet. :)So anyway, two more faint positives today.  I checked my chart and I'm only 12 DPO, so I guess that's OK.  I would be freaking </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/4081446567827945878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=4081446567827945878' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/4081446567827945878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/4081446567827945878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2007/10/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-1063851241588434721</id><published>2007-10-25T22:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T22:27:26.264-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow.</title><summary type='text'>Ummm...I just got not one, but TWO positive pregnancy tests.  The line is faint, but vey there.  Chris saw it without even knowing what to look for.  I'm terrified, but excited as well.  Right now I'm just begging God to protect the life of this child.  I'll test again in the morning and, if I get another BFP, I will call my OB and demand progesterone.  Wow.  I don't know what else to say.  Just.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/1063851241588434721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=1063851241588434721' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/1063851241588434721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/1063851241588434721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2007/10/wow.html' title='Wow.'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-3020419312505986757</id><published>2007-10-14T20:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T20:40:26.042-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Toddler Bed!</title><summary type='text'>Oh.my.gosh.Andrew is currently sleeping in his toddler bed.  I am shocked and SO not ready for this. We tried co-sleeping but Andrew hated it (would NOT sleep), so he has always been in a crib.  He sleeps beautifully...started sleeping 8 hrs straight at 6 weeks old, then started sleeping 12-13 hrs straight at @ 3 months.Our friends got their boys a set of bunk beds about 4-5 months ago, so they </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/3020419312505986757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=3020419312505986757' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/3020419312505986757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/3020419312505986757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2007/10/toddler-bed.html' title='Toddler Bed!'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-5764254167258268983</id><published>2007-09-21T22:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T23:10:35.638-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Freak Out...</title><summary type='text'>...I'm actually posting to my blog.  Has hell frozen over?  Are pigs flying?Yes, its been a while.  Busy, busy, busy.  School started August 6.  I actually kinda like working every-other-day.  I especially like the weeks I work only Tues-Thurs.  Those are wonderful weeks. :)  My classes are pretty good.  My first period class is full of juvenile delinquents, nut hey...its 1st period.  It ends at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/5764254167258268983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=5764254167258268983' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/5764254167258268983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/5764254167258268983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2007/09/dont-freak-out.html' title='Don&apos;t Freak Out...'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-7603569727045848946</id><published>2007-08-02T20:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T20:21:21.278-04:00</updated><title type='text'>August 1</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday was Baby B's due date, so yeah, that sucked.  I was sad all day but tried to push it aside while I worked in my classroom.  Chris took me out to a movie after I got home, so that was nice.  I did allow myself to cry last night.  Sigh.Today I got to work and promptly found out that a girl I worked with lsot her nephew yesterday.  Apparently he was Andrew's age and hsi mom had turned her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/7603569727045848946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=7603569727045848946' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/7603569727045848946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/7603569727045848946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2007/08/august-1.html' title='August 1'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-2262800095352070082</id><published>2007-07-18T07:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T07:18:19.647-04:00</updated><title type='text'>37w6d</title><summary type='text'>Well, yesterday I *should* have been 37w6d...the exact point in my pregnancy when my water broke and I delivered Andrew.  So this morning I should be cuddling and cooing over a newborn, had they been born at the same gestational point (which, I totally realize, probably would NOT happen).  Realizing all this makes me feel so sad.  I really miss Baby B.  I feel guilty because I miss Baby B more </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/2262800095352070082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=2262800095352070082' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/2262800095352070082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/2262800095352070082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2007/07/37w6d.html' title='37w6d'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-3542579904595162416</id><published>2007-06-22T22:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T22:11:19.471-04:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Years Ago Today...</title><summary type='text'>I married my best friend.  After nearly three years of dating, lots of ups and downs, lots of counseling, we got it together and admitted we were right for each other.  Today we enjoyed a day to ourselves.  A friend of ours watched Andrew while we went to lunch, shopped at IKEA (love it!!), then went to see Evan Almighty.  (Great movie, highly recommend it!)  Then we came home, played with the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/3542579904595162416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=3542579904595162416' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/3542579904595162416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/3542579904595162416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2007/06/5-years-ago-today.html' title='5 Years Ago Today...'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-48227892609999244</id><published>2007-06-16T20:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T20:08:50.885-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up</title><summary type='text'>Whew!  So much has been going on here...I can't believe I've been so horrible at blogging.  Shame on me!  I probably have no one even checking here anymore.  Wow. So, here's what's new:* Andrew started walking (finally) at @ 14.5 months.  Stood up one day (May 4, 2007) and took 10 steps across the room.  Hasn't crawled since and is trying to run.  he's down to one nap a day and needs constant </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/48227892609999244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=48227892609999244' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/48227892609999244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/48227892609999244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2007/06/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-7692386010664521937</id><published>2007-04-23T16:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T16:21:25.360-04:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Ambulance Ride</title><summary type='text'>Whew!  Its been a while.  After my big 3-0, we had some family in town, then went out of town (to Florida!) for a week, then came back and before we could really get settled, had more family come visit, then Andrew ended up with an ear infection and a seizure!  SCARY!!Here's the story: I took him to the doctor last Thursday morning for a fever and cold-like symptoms.  He promptly looked in his </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/7692386010664521937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=7692386010664521937' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/7692386010664521937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/7692386010664521937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2007/04/1st-ambulance-ride.html' title='1st Ambulance Ride'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-4397235481762213024</id><published>2007-03-30T08:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T08:37:01.792-04:00</updated><title type='text'>30!</title><summary type='text'>I'm 30 years old today!  How in the heck did THAT happen???  I swear it was just yesterday I was turning sixteen and getting my driver's license.  Sheesh, time flies.  Now, here I am, a wife and mom of three...loving one child to pieces while desperately missing the ones who should be here.  Today I am just loving my life, good and bad, and appreciating the gifts I've been given.  Tonight, Chris </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/4397235481762213024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=4397235481762213024' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/4397235481762213024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/4397235481762213024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2007/03/30.html' title='30!'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-6676788915676499179</id><published>2007-03-22T16:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T16:12:28.123-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wallowing</title><summary type='text'>Busy.  So busy.  And when I'm not busy, I'm wallowing in self-pity because my friend (who is due 3 days after I SHOULD be due to have Baby B) found out this week that, after two little girls, she's having a BOY!  I'm happy for her.  Really, I am.  She's a wonderful friend, so thoughtful, always concerned about my feelings.  I just feel so SAD for me.  I wish I were finding out if Baby B was a boy</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/6676788915676499179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=6676788915676499179' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/6676788915676499179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/6676788915676499179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2007/03/wallowing.html' title='Wallowing'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-3220714574340565059</id><published>2007-02-24T00:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T00:27:22.292-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE!</title><summary type='text'>My precious Andrew,You are one year old today. Shock. Amazement. Disbelief. Tears. These are the things I feel and do at this moment. It is barely past midnight but I can't sleep due to the anticipation of this amazing day. I am remembering back to one year ago and thinking about my water breaking at 2:30 am, the subsequent frantic packing, showering, and laundry-washing...Why on earth did I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/3220714574340565059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=3220714574340565059' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/3220714574340565059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/3220714574340565059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2007/02/one_24.html' title='ONE!'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-266474855155889256</id><published>2007-02-11T09:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T13:12:28.475-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming out of my fog</title><summary type='text'>I.hate.birth.control.  Seriously.  I don't think I had PPD before.  I should have just stopped the birth control and not worried about the Celexa.  In the two weeks I have been on birth control (post-D&amp;C), I have been told I've become a different person.  Mean.  And I FEEL mean.  I have ZERO libido, which hurts my husband and makes me feel like crap.  I even caught myself thinking about taking </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/266474855155889256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=266474855155889256' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/266474855155889256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/266474855155889256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2007/02/coming-out-of-my-fog.html' title='Coming out of my fog'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-4390176378777241626</id><published>2007-01-19T15:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T16:22:13.695-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Anger and Jealousy and Tears, OH MY!</title><summary type='text'>Last night was bad.  I thought I was doing OK, and then...it hit me.  We went to our community group (fancy word for small group Bible study) and I cried throughout, of course.  The topic of discussion was worshiping God even when things are bad.  Yeah, perfect.  ANYWAY, I was soooooo glad to get out of there and get home.  I love my friends...LOVE them...and they mean so well and they try so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/4390176378777241626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=4390176378777241626' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/4390176378777241626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/4390176378777241626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2007/01/anger-and-jealousy-and-tears-oh-my.html' title='Anger and Jealousy and Tears, OH MY!'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-4575284039511047482</id><published>2007-01-17T01:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T01:48:49.501-05:00</updated><title type='text'>D&amp;C recovery</title><summary type='text'>Well, we went ahead with the D&amp;C.  There was no bleeding or spotting and no sign of anything to come, so we went ahead and opted for the procedure.  I am such a wimp, I think if it were to happen naturally I would have freaked then we would have ended up at the hospital anyway.   Better to have it scheduled, I guess.  Or something like that.  Anyway, I was at the hospital at 7:30 am yesterday and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/4575284039511047482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=4575284039511047482' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/4575284039511047482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/4575284039511047482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2007/01/d-recovery.html' title='D&amp;C recovery'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-2194188405477244074</id><published>2007-01-11T11:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T12:08:50.772-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Much</title><summary type='text'>Thanks again, girls. Catherine, you are so right. I would NEVER blame any of you for your losses, so why should I blame myself? I feel guilty, but I know in my head and heart that it wasn't anything I did. I think I just have to have carefully planned babies, supported by Clomid and progesterone. That's all. No more surprise babies.Anyway, nothing much going on here...Still no cramping, bleeding,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/2194188405477244074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=2194188405477244074' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/2194188405477244074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/2194188405477244074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2007/01/nothing-much.html' title='Nothing Much'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-4864688061726983258</id><published>2007-01-10T08:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T08:22:30.099-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Overwhelmed</title><summary type='text'>Wow.  When I saw 10 comments this morning, I was shocked.  I'mused to 1 or 2 but 10?  Wow.  You girls are awesome.  Thank you so much for the support.  Still no bleeding or spotting.  Wondering how long I'll walk around with a dead baby inside me...Still not quite believing this has happened AGAIN.  Sigh.It hurts so much more this time.  Maybe the first time it was so soon, and the grief that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/4864688061726983258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=4864688061726983258' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/4864688061726983258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/4864688061726983258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2007/01/overwhelmed.html' title='Overwhelmed'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-1452095149629130083</id><published>2007-01-09T16:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T16:28:11.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good night, Baby B</title><summary type='text'>We lost the baby.  I went for an ultrasound today due to some very light spotting I had yesterday, and there was a beautiful, perfect little baby there...but no heartbeat.  Baby B measured 9 weeks (so he/she must have died right around Christmas...great).  Apparently my body just didn't know it...still doesn't apparently, since there's no bleeding or anything going on.I'm in shock and blaming </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/1452095149629130083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=1452095149629130083' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/1452095149629130083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/1452095149629130083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2007/01/good-night-baby-b.html' title='Good night, Baby B'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-7198579773951087607</id><published>2007-01-01T17:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T17:55:28.688-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome 2007</title><summary type='text'>Wow, a new year!  Crazy!2006 was so very good to us...Christmas came in February when Andrew made his surprise appearance on the 24th.  Every day since then has been a true gift from God.  Then at Thanksgiving, we got another surprise...a BFP and a "Baby B" on the way!  We sold our home, moved into a newer, bigger one, started a new church, and I officially became a SAHM.  Life was so good.2007 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/7198579773951087607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=7198579773951087607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/7198579773951087607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/7198579773951087607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2007/01/welcome-2007.html' title='Welcome 2007'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-127903011372161141</id><published>2006-12-30T15:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T15:56:43.313-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice cream</title><summary type='text'>This pregnancy is SO different.  With Andrew I was sick ALL.THE.TIME.  I checked into L&amp;D weighting 3 lbs more than I did pre-pregnancy.  Crazy.  This time, however, I cannot.stop.eating.  Seriously.  My favorite thing right now is the Edy's Dibs.  Mint flavor, please.  Small, perfect little bites of mint ice cream covered in chocolate.  Pure heaven.  Sigh.  I think this pregnancy will find me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/127903011372161141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=127903011372161141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/127903011372161141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/127903011372161141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/12/ice-cream.html' title='Ice cream'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-1156938456345803191</id><published>2006-12-28T17:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T17:21:47.205-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh of Relief</title><summary type='text'>Christmas is over.  I used to love Christmas.  I still do, but the fact that we now have to travel to three different places with a child has seriously decreased the excitement factor.  For years we have traveled to be with family.  When we were in TX we drove 12-15 hrs (depending on where we were going) to be with family in Alabama, Tennessee, and Georgia.  Now that we're in Georgia, the trip is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/1156938456345803191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=1156938456345803191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/1156938456345803191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/1156938456345803191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/12/sigh-of-relief.html' title='Sigh of Relief'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-2740374609455494715</id><published>2006-12-12T19:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T19:57:55.857-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our very own "Tiny Tim"</title><summary type='text'>We're thinking about getting him some crutches and a onesie that says "God bless us, every one!" What do you think?   He's been really good today. He's frustrated because he can't move as well as he'd like (his leg now weighs about 5 lbs more than it did yesterday), but I'm sure he'll figure something out soon.  He's finally in bed asleep and I'm headed that way myself.  I can do without this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/2740374609455494715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=2740374609455494715' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/2740374609455494715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/2740374609455494715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/12/our-very-own-tiny-tim.html' title='Our very own &quot;Tiny Tim&quot;'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/RX9PvFDtDLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kHqqfT8QZgU/s72-c/100_2367.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-1924243265208988541</id><published>2006-12-12T08:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T09:35:03.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No really...I'm the WORST mom.</title><summary type='text'>So remember how I fell down the stairs Friday and thought Andrew was just a little sore? Well, Sunday we noticed some swelling around his knee. First thing Monday (yesterday) we got him to the doctor, who sent us to the urgent care place, who x-rayed him and said, "oh! Its broken!!!!!" and then sent us to the hospital ER to get it in a splint. 12 hrs later, we're home and exhausted and I feel </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/1924243265208988541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=1924243265208988541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/1924243265208988541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/1924243265208988541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/12/no-reallyim-worst-mom.html' title='No really...I&apos;m the WORST mom.'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-4199209043028576340</id><published>2006-12-08T15:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T15:58:35.862-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad mommy award goes to...</title><summary type='text'>ME!!I fell down the stairs today while holding my sweet boy.It was AWFUL. He woke up from a nap (woke me up from one, too!) and was happy-happy. I went to get him, and started down the stairs to go see Daddy. Well, I slipped and ended up sliding down on my butt. It HURT. I didn't grab the railing because I was too worried about keeping a tight hold on my baby. He didn't hit anything (just me, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/4199209043028576340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=4199209043028576340' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/4199209043028576340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/4199209043028576340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/12/bad-mommy-award-goes-to.html' title='Bad mommy award goes to...'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-9105259383752074477</id><published>2006-12-08T12:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T12:35:20.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Having some cheese with my WHINE...</title><summary type='text'>Sorry about all the whining.  I know there are so many women out there who would give their right eyeball to get pregnant so quickly.  I need to shut up and quit the complaining.  Finances stress me out (as they do everyone I'm sure), but if I have to go back to work...so be it.  It is NOT the end of the world.  Wonderful moms everywhere work and raise thier kids and do a terrific job at it, so I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/9105259383752074477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=9105259383752074477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/9105259383752074477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/9105259383752074477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/12/having-some-cheese-with-my-whine.html' title='Having some cheese with my WHINE...'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-7944927407826943242</id><published>2006-12-06T10:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T10:58:06.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressed</title><summary type='text'>Ugh.  SO stressed out.  Since becoming a SAHM after Andrew was born, we (obviously) had to let our insurance go.  When it ran out in October of this year, we got new health insurance, but nothing that covers maternity.  Apparently you can't get maternity insurance on individual plans in Georgia.  This sucks.  We are, therefore, having a heck of a time finding a doctor that will accept me as a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/7944927407826943242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=7944927407826943242' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/7944927407826943242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/7944927407826943242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/12/stressed.html' title='Stressed'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-1848187973209935196</id><published>2006-11-29T17:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T17:53:24.219-05:00</updated><title type='text'>48 Hours Later</title><summary type='text'>Still shocked, but getting more and more happy. :) I am freaked out, though, because I have NO symptoms and the only time I've had no symptoms was when I miscarried. Of course, my only option was to go and buy more tests to make sure I wasn't imagining it. Here's what I got today: Yep, still pregnant.  And that is one very dark line.  I just hope its not twins.  (My mom's second pregnancy was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/1848187973209935196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=1848187973209935196' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/1848187973209935196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/1848187973209935196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/11/48-hours-later.html' title='48 Hours Later'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-8039106558206958207</id><published>2006-11-27T16:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T17:00:19.371-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ummmm...</title><summary type='text'> Oh.my.gosh.  I have no words right now.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/8039106558206958207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=8039106558206958207' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/8039106558206958207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/8039106558206958207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/11/ummmm.html' title='Ummmm...'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-7095225883440680364</id><published>2006-11-20T11:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T11:19:31.896-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mommyhood'/><title type='text'>Not Much</title><summary type='text'>Nothing much going on here lately.  Andrew still hasn't cut his teeth yet.  They are  RIGHT THERE.  I can see the white edges and see the outline on his gums...they are so swollen!  I'm about to get some pliers and pull those dang teeth through his gums if they don't cut through soon.  (Just kidding.  I would never do that.)  Other than that, he's happy and healthy.  His 9-month well baby visit </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/7095225883440680364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=7095225883440680364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/7095225883440680364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/7095225883440680364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/11/not-much.html' title='Not Much'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-6523084093959700400</id><published>2006-11-16T13:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T13:49:28.864-05:00</updated><title type='text'>37w6d!</title><summary type='text'>I was 37w6d pregnant when I gave birth to Andrew.  Today, he is 37w6d old...officially "out as long as he was in" (to steal a phrase from Cat).  I can't believe it.  He's growing and changing so much.  He loves to stand while holding onto anything, and the other day, Chris said he actually "cruised" a little bit.  Scary.  The kid is still not crawling, but is trying to take off walking.  He loves</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/6523084093959700400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=6523084093959700400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/6523084093959700400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/6523084093959700400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/11/37w6d.html' title='37w6d!'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-546568954245729502</id><published>2006-11-12T21:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T21:46:02.266-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mommyhood'/><title type='text'>Thanks</title><summary type='text'>Thanks for the emails from those of you who are still reading.  I appreciate it.  I understand it is difficult to read a lot of this blog when you're still struggling to complete your family.  I don't expect it to be easy; I can't imagine the pain of losing a baby late in pregnancy.  I have tried, and it is too painful to bear, so I don't pretend to know just how it feels. I understand it is hard</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/546568954245729502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=546568954245729502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/546568954245729502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/546568954245729502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/11/thanks.html' title='Thanks'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-116317834635446832</id><published>2006-11-10T12:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:32:13.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Turned Off</title><summary type='text'>Taking a cue from Lola, I am turning off the comments for this blog.  Its pretty sad when your self-esteem starts to suffer because of the lack of commenting on one's blog.  I'm pretty boring now, anyway, now that I have a baby and a busy life.  Life tends to be more interesting to other people, I suppose, when you're grieving over a miscarriage or stillbirth instead of rejoicing over the amazing</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/116317834635446832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=116317834635446832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/116317834635446832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/116317834635446832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/11/turned-off.html' title='Turned Off'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-116216113224697504</id><published>2006-10-29T17:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:32:13.081-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Fun</title><summary type='text'>Whew...my mom and stepdad just left to go home.  They've been here since Wed. afternoon and we had such a good time.  We went to the Georgia Aquarium, which was MOBBED because of the NASCAR race that is happening this weekend right up the way from our home.  Knowing and caring nothing at all about NASCAR, we didn't think about this before we left.  Oh well.  Andrew had a ball looking at all the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/116216113224697504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=116216113224697504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/116216113224697504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/116216113224697504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/10/family-fun.html' title='Family Fun'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-116177555235843283</id><published>2006-10-25T07:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:32:12.739-05:00</updated><title type='text'>POAS/BFN/AF</title><summary type='text'>Woohoo!  After all this stressing out, the condom companies were right - 99.9% effective and I'm not preggo!  (((BIG sigh of relief here)))  Of course, as I predicted, about 3 hours or so after POAS and getting the BFN, AF decided to show up.  Ah, well...At least it was a cheapie test.  Made me feel much better to see the negative result!  I mean, I'm well aware that a BFP does NOT mean there </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/116177555235843283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=116177555235843283' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/116177555235843283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/116177555235843283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/10/poasbfnaf.html' title='POAS/BFN/AF'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-116170350808812525</id><published>2006-10-24T11:16:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:32:12.312-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ummm....</title><summary type='text'>I'm officially 3 days late. Well, 3 days late according to the incredibly regular pattern my cycles have taken on ever since Andrew arrived. Why, oh why couldn't I have been this regular and predictable BEFORE? Its driving me crazy. Am I pregnant? Or is it just my body working out the kinks and returning to its crazy, unpredictable state? My mind just can't deal with the possibility that, after a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/116170350808812525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=116170350808812525' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/116170350808812525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/116170350808812525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/10/ummm_24.html' title='Ummm....'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-116128251484592539</id><published>2006-10-19T14:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:32:11.302-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping Like a Baby</title><summary type='text'>A newborn baby, that is. Up ALL THE TIME. Apparently the "cold" I thought Andrew had was indeed a raging ear infection. His temp shot up to about 102 on Monday afternoon (and that was after having Tylenol all day, every 4 hrs), so at bedtime I started him on Motrin. No help. We were up ALL.NIGHT.LONG. I think we both got about 30 minutes of sleep. He was just whimpering and fussing, and there was</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/116128251484592539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=116128251484592539' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/116128251484592539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/116128251484592539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/10/sleeping-like-baby.html' title='Sleeping Like a Baby'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-116102569165097158</id><published>2006-10-16T14:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:32:10.878-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Pumpkin Hat!</title><summary type='text'>Kristin has graciously sent Andrew the cutest little pumpkin hat I've ever seen! I told him all about her Thomas as I put it on him. He normally hates hats, but absolutely adores this one! Its a special hat indeed!! P.S.  Andrew's recent fussiness appears to be from a bad cold coming on...not teething, as I had suspected.  He's been feeling very badly today, so that's why he appears to have red </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/116102569165097158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=116102569165097158' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/116102569165097158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/116102569165097158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/10/little-pumpkin-hat.html' title='Little Pumpkin Hat!'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-116099918790386330</id><published>2006-10-16T07:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:32:10.474-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Stuff</title><summary type='text'>Big stuff is happening in the Irvin household.  Yesterday was the first public service of the new church my husband is pastor of...We had @ 75 in attandance!  This is great, considering all the people there were really interested in returning next Sunday.  Its been a long time coming, and basically everything that's happened in our lives the past two years has been leading up to this event, so to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/116099918790386330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=116099918790386330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/116099918790386330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/116099918790386330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/10/big-stuff.html' title='Big Stuff'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-116061357954262429</id><published>2006-10-11T20:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:32:09.944-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Arrrgh...</title><summary type='text'>I have this whole post in my head after reading Cat's recent blog entry regarding breastfeeding, but alas...Andrew is fussing so I must return later.  Til then...check out her blog!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/116061357954262429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=116061357954262429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/116061357954262429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/116061357954262429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/10/arrrgh.html' title='Arrrgh...'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-116050383516698935</id><published>2006-10-10T13:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:32:09.431-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wiggles and Wishes</title><summary type='text'>We're getting closer to crawling...I think.  Andrew is SUCH a wiggleworm these days.  He is scooting backwards, which of course freaks him out and frustrates him to no end that he's getting FARTHER from the toys instead of closer.  He's rolling to get from point A to point B, but that gets tiring, so more screaming ensues.  I pick him up and carry him around, and he loves that for all of about 30</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/116050383516698935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=116050383516698935' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/116050383516698935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/116050383516698935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/10/wiggles-and-wishes.html' title='Wiggles and Wishes'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-115962160104977027</id><published>2006-09-30T09:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:32:09.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Much Fun</title><summary type='text'>I've been having way too much fun with Andrew to think about blogging.  He's getting more and more personality, and trying SO hard to crawl.  I've been saying for weeks now that he's THIS CLOSE, so I give up on guessing when he'll actually do it.  He gets closer every day.  Along with the increased mobility and increasing efforts at MORE mobility, however, has come more clinginess and fussiness.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/115962160104977027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=115962160104977027' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/115962160104977027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/115962160104977027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/09/too-much-fun.html' title='Too Much Fun'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-115884152485601195</id><published>2006-09-21T08:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:32:08.781-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In Sickness &amp; Health...</title><summary type='text'>Wow.  The past two weeks have been CRAZY.  Andrew was SO sick, and when he doesn't feel well, the whole house suffers.  He had a horrible cough and cold, and was waking up every two hours because he was so congested he couldn't breathe.  It was like having a newborn all over again...except not the newborn we had with Andrew.  Andrew always slept at least 4-5 hours at a stretch.  Anyway, he was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/115884152485601195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=115884152485601195' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/115884152485601195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/115884152485601195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/09/in-sickness-health.html' title='In Sickness &amp; Health...'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-115772275390154562</id><published>2006-09-08T09:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:32:08.357-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah</title><summary type='text'>We had company last weekend, and today we're heading out to Alabama for Chris' mom's 60th birthday...so yeah. We've been busy. Blah blah blah. Andrew is still my favorite baby in the world. I'm working on downloading recent pics right now so you can see how delicious he is. :) I've been a terrible blogger lately, but I will make up for it...eventually. Sorry! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/115772275390154562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=115772275390154562' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/115772275390154562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/115772275390154562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/09/blah.html' title='Blah'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-115715791915704631</id><published>2006-09-01T20:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:32:07.938-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Andrew is IT!</title><summary type='text'>Mini Miao has tagged any baby who wants to be tagged.  Andrew definitely wants to play, so here goes!3 Things That Scare Me*Lightning strikes!  Ooooh, when that happened last week I was totally freaked out.  I still have nightmares.*The sound of that big thing Mommy occasionally pushes around on the floor while complaining about all the furry stuff that comes off the living stuffed animals that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/115715791915704631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=115715791915704631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/115715791915704631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/115715791915704631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/09/andrew-is-it.html' title='Andrew is IT!'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-115676905979855790</id><published>2006-08-28T08:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:32:07.597-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhausted</title><summary type='text'>Whew, I'm tired.  We went shopping Friday and got two new TV's, a new DVD player, and a new phone for upstairs.  We have a $1000 deductible on our insurance and up to one year to make a claim, so we're keeping all receipts and everything, just to see how it adds up.  Bellsouth came and fixed our phone for free!  Woohoo!  We have to call DirecTV because our upstairs box won't work.  It works fine </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/115676905979855790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=115676905979855790' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/115676905979855790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/115676905979855790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/08/exhausted.html' title='Exhausted'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-115646897663878354</id><published>2006-08-24T21:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:32:07.102-05:00</updated><title type='text'>6 months old...and quite a day!</title><summary type='text'>Wow.  Today, Andrew is 6 months old.  Crazy.  My sweet little boy who used to love to lie in mommy's arms for hours now wants nothing more than to roll around on the floor.  He's so excited about his new skills.  He keeps pulling his knees underneath him (butt in the air, face smooshed into the carpet), but hasn't quite figured out that he needs to push up on his arms before he can work on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/115646897663878354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=115646897663878354' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/115646897663878354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/115646897663878354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/08/6-months-oldand-quite-day.html' title='6 months old...and quite a day!'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-115577155974996014</id><published>2006-08-16T19:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:32:06.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lalalalala...</title><summary type='text'>Everything is kind of boring here.  I haven't blogged in awhile since there's no news...I have been checking on everyone but have been busy with Andrew and getting out more (Woohoo!) so I have been bad at commenting.  Sorry.Andrew now has TWO teeth and is pretty obviously working on more.  He's rolling over both ways now!  (We've been working on the tummy to back thing for a looooong time...He </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/115577155974996014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=115577155974996014' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/115577155974996014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/115577155974996014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/08/lalalalala.html' title='Lalalalala...'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-115489072194671330</id><published>2006-08-06T14:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:32:06.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cutie Patootie</title><summary type='text'> Sigh...I just gush with love every time I see this smile.  God, I adore this kid.Called my doc last week.  She's putting me on an antidepressant for PPD.  I knew it.  I went to pick up the prescription but it was a med that was not covered by insurance, so the pharmacy was trying to get back in touch with my doc to see if there was something else she could prescribe...something that WAS covered.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/115489072194671330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=115489072194671330' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/115489072194671330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/115489072194671330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/08/cutie-patootie.html' title='Cutie Patootie'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-115456958162136885</id><published>2006-08-02T21:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:32:05.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing Up</title><summary type='text'>Andrew is cutting his first tooth!!  After two months of chewing on EVERYTHING and drooling like nobody's business, we can see the tip of his bottom front left tooth poking through.  It is so sad.  I mean, I'm happy for him, 'cause I know its been hurting him and driving him crazy, but it makes me sad that my little guy is growing up so quickly!  Man, it just seems so FAST!  Sigh...I need to take</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/115456958162136885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=115456958162136885' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/115456958162136885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/115456958162136885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/08/growing-up.html' title='Growing Up'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-115444129415891633</id><published>2006-08-01T10:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:32:05.441-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MILO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><summary type='text'>YAY!!!!!!!  Milo is here!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  Woohoo!!  I am so freakin' happy for Laura &amp; Justin!! OK, I feel better now.  Now I can stop stalking their blog and get on with my life, as I await all the juicy details of the wonder-boy's birth! :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/115444129415891633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=115444129415891633' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/115444129415891633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/115444129415891633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/08/milo.html' title='MILO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-115437461950442990</id><published>2006-07-31T15:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:32:05.018-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Suck.</title><summary type='text'>I am the suckiest pastor's wife ever.  Chris and I just had a HUGE blow-up fight over nothing.  Seriously, I don't even know what started it.  I think he walked in here when I was checking my email or something crazy.  I cussed and screamed at him, and I hate that.  Andrew was right here in the room, too.  I am a HORRIBLE mom.  (See, this is the problem.  I do really stupid stuff and then, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/115437461950442990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=115437461950442990' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/115437461950442990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/115437461950442990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-suck.html' title='I Suck.'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-115429777464760781</id><published>2006-07-30T18:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:32:04.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Such a Nerd.</title><summary type='text'>I'm so excited for Laura that I can't even blog.  So anxious, nervous, excited...you name it, I feel it.  Maybe its because I have a little boy and can't wait for her to have the same kind of joy?  Is it normal to be so excited for someone you've never met?  Who knows.  All I know is, every time I get near the computer, I check her blog to see if anything has happened, and get so excited knowing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/115429777464760781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=115429777464760781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/115429777464760781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/115429777464760781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-such-nerd.html' title='I&apos;m Such a Nerd.'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-115388233895998580</id><published>2006-07-25T22:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:32:04.038-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One Year Ago...</title><summary type='text'>One year ago today, we went to see my OB/GYN where we saw a tiny, funny shaped little person with a heartrate of 146 bpm. I can still remember the feeling of pure joy, utter love, excitement, amazement, and fear. I remember begging God for this baby's life and praying for his/her survival.Several weeks later, we visited for yet another scan, and discovered this little human was a BABY BOY! And </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/115388233895998580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=115388233895998580' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/115388233895998580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/115388233895998580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/07/one-year-ago.html' title='One Year Ago...'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-115375410010743451</id><published>2006-07-24T11:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:32:03.591-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Plan</title><summary type='text'>OK, I'm calling the new doc.  I don't have an OBGYN here yet, but I will call the new family doc I have and talk to her about some things.  She had a baby boy 10 days before I had Andrew, so maybe she will actually understand and have some ideas.  For now, though, I'm going off birth control.  I had a long talk with Chris about all this last night and I told how, in just the one week each month </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/115375410010743451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=115375410010743451' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/115375410010743451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/115375410010743451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/07/plan.html' title='The Plan'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-115370119387029056</id><published>2006-07-23T20:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:31:34.144-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you get PPD 5 months postpartum?</title><summary type='text'>Andrew is 5 months old tomorrow, but for the last few weeks I have been in such a funk. I find myself either pissed off, exhausted, or depressed ALL THE TIME. I miss myself. Could it be PPD just now kicking in, or is it possibly the birth control? I had thought it was my thyroid, but the meds are working just great and they didn't need to adjust my dosage.  Chris mentioned maybe going off birth </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/115370119387029056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=115370119387029056' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/115370119387029056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/115370119387029056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/07/can-you-get-ppd-5-months-postpartum.html' title='Can you get PPD 5 months postpartum?'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-115324779282884891</id><published>2006-07-18T14:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:31:33.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny How Things Change</title><summary type='text'>Its so funny (weird funny, not haha funny) how I get excited over the most non-exciting things nowadays.  For example, I'd been a little worried that Andrew wasn't getting enough naps during the day.  He'd sleep for two hours in my arms (sometimes in his car seat if we're away from home) but only 30 minutes if laying in his crib or sitting in his swing/bouncy seat/basically anywhere but in my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/115324779282884891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=115324779282884891' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/115324779282884891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/115324779282884891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/07/funny-how-things-change.html' title='Funny How Things Change'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-115293034456063797</id><published>2006-07-14T22:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:31:33.494-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Andrew is famous!</title><summary type='text'> My friend Joy is a columnist in our little local paper and wrote this about the night she &amp; her hubby babysat my baby boy...I'm one proud mama! :)*Sorry I couldn't get it on here more clearly...just click on it and magnify it to read it if you'd like!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/115293034456063797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=115293034456063797' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/115293034456063797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/115293034456063797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/07/andrew-is-famous.html' title='Andrew is famous!'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-115279522975574941</id><published>2006-07-13T08:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:31:32.960-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Mushy Internet Hugs</title><summary type='text'>Awww...thanks for the supportive comments!  Y'all are the best! *smooches*Thanks for the advice and referrals to new message boards and such.  You're all right.  As long as Andrew is happy, healthy, gaining weight and sleeping well, who cares how long his naps are?  He has no problem sleeping when he's tired so he WILL sleep if he needs it.  And formula is NOT rat poison, no matter what the "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/115279522975574941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=115279522975574941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/115279522975574941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/115279522975574941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/07/big-mushy-internet-hugs.html' title='Big Mushy Internet Hugs'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-115262241605632976</id><published>2006-07-11T08:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:31:32.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy Guilt</title><summary type='text'>Blah. Nothing too new going on. Andrew has suddenly stopped taking great naps. Instead of the 1-2 hr naps he used to enjoy, he now sleeps 30 minutes at a time, about 4 times a day. He does, however, sleep through the night...10-12 hrs straight! I guess I should count myself lucky. When I read books like Healthy Sleep Habits, Happy Child, however, I feel like he's not getting enough sleep and I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/115262241605632976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=115262241605632976' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/115262241605632976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/115262241605632976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/07/mommy-guilt.html' title='Mommy Guilt'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-115219120749574708</id><published>2006-07-06T08:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:31:32.418-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Does the Time Go?</title><summary type='text'>Wow.  I can't believe its been over a week since I blogged.  We've been COVERED in family since last Friday, though, so I guess that's why.  Chris' brother and SIL came in on Friday, left on Sunday.  My dad and stepmother came on Sunday and left Tuesday morning.  Chris' birthday was the 4th of July (happy 36th, honey!) and yesterday (the 5th), we celebrated the anniversary of the day we met (7 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/115219120749574708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=115219120749574708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/115219120749574708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/115219120749574708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/07/where-does-time-go.html' title='Where Does the Time Go?'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-115152681096148738</id><published>2006-06-28T16:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:31:32.108-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And now introducing...baby food!</title><summary type='text'>I was right! The ped did suggest starting baby food early! He said to start with veggies once a day, then every 3-5 days, start something new. So we went grocery shopping and picked up lots of choices. Andrew had some sweet potatoes today and LOVED it!! It was so great. I gave him some formula (non-thickened--stupid mommy!) to "top him off" in case he wasn't full, and he spit up a little, but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/115152681096148738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=115152681096148738' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/115152681096148738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/115152681096148738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/06/and-now-introducingbaby-food.html' title='And now introducing...baby food!'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-115145446546667872</id><published>2006-06-27T20:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:31:31.621-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Barf Makes Me Want to Barf</title><summary type='text'>I am so tired of all this vomit.  Don't get me wrong...I LOVE MY SON and I am so extremely grateful that he is in my life.  I adore him more than I should and I treasure every smile, every giggle, every cuddle...but I do NOT love the vomit.  I do laundry once, sometimes twice, a day and several of my tops are now forever stained with spitup.  The Reglan didn't do SQUAT to help him.  We tried soy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/115145446546667872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=115145446546667872' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/115145446546667872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/115145446546667872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/06/baby-barf-makes-me-want-to-barf.html' title='Baby Barf Makes Me Want to Barf'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-115102309415893621</id><published>2006-06-22T20:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:31:31.309-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary</title><summary type='text'>Today is our 4th anniversary.  I can't believe it.  It seems like I've known Chris forever, yet it feels like only yesterday we were on our honeymoon.  Weird.  Now we have this amazing addition to our family...I am truly blessed.  Despite all the spitup/vomit and teething issues (yes, already teething!), I know I am extremely lucky to have Andrew.  He's happy and healthy, and many people would </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/115102309415893621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=115102309415893621' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/115102309415893621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/115102309415893621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/06/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-115020792772938980</id><published>2006-06-13T10:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:31:31.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><summary type='text'>Thanks for the compliments on the house!  Yes, it does look a little like Rainbow Brite threw up in here with the red, blue, green and yellow...but I LOVE it.  I'm personally not a fan of pastels.  Bright colors make me happy. :)Update on the kid:  Took Andrew to the doctor yesterday and he's now on an increased dosage of Axid as well as Reglan to help him keep something in his stomach.  He's 13 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/115020792772938980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=115020792772938980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/115020792772938980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/115020792772938980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/06/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-115007936508062775</id><published>2006-06-11T22:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:31:30.635-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Change of Subject</title><summary type='text'>New topic now! Three entries of me whining about sleep is getting boring so I'm gonna show you pictures of my new home and the painting we've done! :) Hope you like it! I sure do...and I guess that's a good thing, since I live here and all... Still working on hanging pictures and emptying a few more boxes, but its getting there!  Feels a little more like home every day!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/115007936508062775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=115007936508062775' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/115007936508062775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/115007936508062775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/06/change-of-subject.html' title='Change of Subject'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-114982197864252911</id><published>2006-06-08T22:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:31:30.342-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm...</title><summary type='text'>The night wakings continue!  Two nights ago, Andrew actually did sleep from 7:30 until 5:30, so that's good, but last night he was back to his old tricks again, waking up at 4:20 am just to be re-swaddled and rocked back to sleep (no feedings).  We are now on DAY 13 of sleepus interruptus.  What the heck is going on?  I was ready to chalk it up to a Wonder Weeks leap, but the dang book says the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/114982197864252911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=114982197864252911' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/114982197864252911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/114982197864252911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/06/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm...'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-114964751733009999</id><published>2006-06-06T22:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:31:29.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep Breaths...</title><summary type='text'>Thanks, Cat and Lorem, for the info and advice!  (I responded to your comments with a comment of my own, but who knows if y'all go back and check the comments...probably not.)  Anyway, I decided I am way too stressed about all this and probably just making HIM stressed with all my craziness about sleep.  I seriously don't want the kid to end up in therapy because of me one day.  I finally took a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/114964751733009999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=114964751733009999' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/114964751733009999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/114964751733009999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/06/deep-breaths.html' title='Deep Breaths...'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-114955247700086048</id><published>2006-06-05T20:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:31:29.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustration</title><summary type='text'>When am I going to learn not to open my big mouth?  For weeks Andrew was sleeping 11 hrs a night.  And. yes, Friday night he slept 12.5 hrs straight.  Awesome.  Ever since then, though, he's been fighting sleep, crying/screaming when I put him down (putting him to bed takes 1.5 hrs longer now), and up 2-3 times a night.  Where is my precious baby?  I have no idea if I should let him cry it out or</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/114955247700086048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=114955247700086048' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/114955247700086048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/114955247700086048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/06/frustration.html' title='Frustration'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-114934873895828980</id><published>2006-06-03T11:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:31:29.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rolling over, Push-ups, and SLEEP!</title><summary type='text'>Andrew is doing all kinds of new stuff this morning! Last night he went to sleep at 6 pm (!!) and slept straight through until 6:30 am!! CRAZY! I was reading "Healthy Sleep Habits, Happy Child" the other night and the book said that around 3-4 months, babies start needing the extra sleep and an earlier bedtime. I thought, "What the heck, I'll try putting him down a couple of hours earlier and see</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/114934873895828980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=114934873895828980' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/114934873895828980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/114934873895828980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/06/rolling-over-push-ups-and-sleep.html' title='Rolling over, Push-ups, and SLEEP!'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-114918606881742314</id><published>2006-06-01T14:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:31:28.688-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Angels</title><summary type='text'>It just hit me that today, I should be holding a one-year-old.  My first pregnancy ended too soon, and the baby that I lost should be one year old today.  That baby is spending his or her day in heaven today, while I hold a living, three month old angel in my arms.  Andrew is such a gift.  Its weird to think about the fact that he would never have existed if my first baby had stuck around.  I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/114918606881742314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=114918606881742314' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/114918606881742314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/114918606881742314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-angels.html' title='My Angels'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-114876520241869611</id><published>2006-05-27T17:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:31:28.396-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHAHA</title><summary type='text'>Thanks for the laugh, Kathy!  Here's what my Death Predictor said:Anna: At age 58, you will become the target of a grand plot to overthrow the government of Ecuador, and be killed.Hehe...I knew they'd find me out!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/114876520241869611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=114876520241869611' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/114876520241869611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/114876520241869611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/05/hahaha.html' title='HAHAHA'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-114867188369685120</id><published>2006-05-26T15:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:31:27.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jinx!</title><summary type='text'>Man, I knew it.  I knew as soon as I told someone about the way Andrew's been sleeping through the night, he'd stop.  After THREE WEEKS of 9+ hrs of straight sleep every night, and 11 hours for the past week or so, the past two nights he's woken up at 2 am screaming for food.  Growth spurt?  I have no idea...He's reached 12 lbs and it doesn't seem like he should be hungry but the way he sucks on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/114867188369685120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=114867188369685120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/114867188369685120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/114867188369685120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/05/jinx.html' title='Jinx!'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-114849582731392636</id><published>2006-05-24T14:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:31:27.664-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Months Old!</title><summary type='text'>Andrew is 3 months old today! Where has the time gone?!?! Crazy. Here are some cutie-patootie pictures taken during his 3rd month: OK, I'm done.  I'm just so proud of my precious boy.  He's SO animated and HAPPY, despite his bouts of vomiting from reflux.  (The meds are working great now, by the way.  The doc suggested thickening his formula MORE and that has helped a lot, too.)  He giggles and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/114849582731392636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=114849582731392636' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/114849582731392636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/114849582731392636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/05/3-months-old.html' title='3 Months Old!'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-114840273766342904</id><published>2006-05-23T12:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:31:27.365-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Clingy baby!</title><summary type='text'>Andrew tends to be a little more clingy to me when he's sick, and boy does it seem like he's been sick a lot!  His poor little stomach!  First the rotavirus and now reflux...Well, I guess he's always had the reflux; I just hadn't insisted on the doctors checking him out and doing something about it until recently.  The meds are maybe starting to work.  This weekend was HORRIBLE.  I think he had a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/114840273766342904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=114840273766342904' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/114840273766342904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/114840273766342904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/05/clingy-baby.html' title='Clingy baby!'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-114807228331264224</id><published>2006-05-19T16:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:31:27.105-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflux.</title><summary type='text'>Well, its official.  Andrew has reflux.  I'd been in denial that anything could be really wrong.  I mean, it was just "normal" baby spitup and gas, and when we switched to lactose-free formula, it got SO much better!  About a week ago, though, things got MUCH worse.  The spitup became vomit, and the painful gas returned.  I took him to the pediatrician today and he's now on Axid and Mylanta, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/114807228331264224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=114807228331264224' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/114807228331264224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/114807228331264224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/05/reflux.html' title='Reflux.'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-114781384047655195</id><published>2006-05-16T17:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:31:26.639-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My first-ever Mother's Day</title><summary type='text'>This is late, I know, but I've just now had time and energy to sit and write. I have been SO tired lately. Don't know why...I guess its all hitting me now and I can barely keep my eyes open all day. Two days in a row Chris has had to get up with Andrew for his morning feeding because I've been too tired. Crazy. I wonder if my thyroid meds are off. Guess I should try to find a local doctor and get</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/114781384047655195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=114781384047655195' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/114781384047655195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/114781384047655195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-first-ever-mothers-day.html' title='My first-ever Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-114736601327101234</id><published>2006-05-11T12:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:31:26.238-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Must Think of Other Things</title><summary type='text'>After Catherine's sad/horrible/devastating news and the traumatic House from the other night (did anyone see that?  OMG!), I have been beside myself with worry.  I've been clinging to Andrew more and checking on him in the middle of the night, making sure he's still alive.  (I was convinced the monitor was broken.) Of course, he's OK, sleeping lots (about 9-11 hrs at night now) and he SNORES!  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/114736601327101234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=114736601327101234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/114736601327101234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/114736601327101234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/05/must-think-of-other-things.html' title='Must Think of Other Things'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050992.post-114735259765898767</id><published>2006-05-11T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:31:25.689-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for some GOOD news!</title><summary type='text'>Jill had her beautiful baby girl today!!  And only slight drama was involved...but girls always bring drama, right? (Just kidding!)  Oh, I am just so happy to hear the good news!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/feeds/114735259765898767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12050992&amp;postID=114735259765898767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/114735259765898767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12050992/posts/default/114735259765898767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasprayer.blogspot.com/2006/05/time-for-some-good-news.html' title='Time for some GOOD news!'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440413327476706253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xQbUcsBVNKE/SNWF47tp2rI/AAAAAAAAABE/rnwNFDn2WNo/S220/with+mommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
