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blog</title><content type='html'>I've decided to move my blog to wordpress and change my focus.  Why Wordpress?  I love blogger and it is simple to use but I decided I wanted more.  Wordpress is a powerful application and my blog is in the beginning stages but I am a slowly organizing it and putting it together so bare with me for the moment.  Right now most of my focus is my kids and what we do.  I'll still post about my family but I will probably start posting about other things.  I know I do it now but I am hoping that this will help me stay more focus and organized and accomplish some personal goals.  I am having a hard time finding a concise way to explain all my reasons for moving to a new format but I hope my followers will follow me at my new blog:  &lt;a href="http://durtschibaby.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://durtschibaby.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-3568023169990943400?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/3568023169990943400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=3568023169990943400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/3568023169990943400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/3568023169990943400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/10/new-blog.html' title='New blog'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-2438789737750822404</id><published>2011-10-15T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T08:15:26.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My first dress</title><content type='html'>I bought a few dress patterns from etsy and I have been waiting or more like procrastinating to do it.  I bought some really cute fabric for 1.99/yard so I could get some practice in without feeling too bad if I messed up.  Anyway to my surprise Olivia likes to wear the same matching outfit as Hazel.  I use to think it was cheesy but only because I use to have a cousin that would copy everything I would wear and I hated it.  But now that I have two little girls I think it is so adorable so I am going to take advantage of it.  I made Olivia's dress first and I made it a size 5 so she would have room to grow into it so it is pretty baggy.  It was so much easier than I expected and I was able to finish it in one day.  I would classify my sewing skills beginner/intermediate so I am really proud of myself.  It isn't perfect but Olivia loves the fact that I made it for her.  Now onto Hazel's dress and my big plan is to make a matching skirt.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qmN9B0rZbKo/TpmjJyOM4jI/AAAAAAAAAvg/V6NGN50PXTw/s1600/IMG_5118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qmN9B0rZbKo/TpmjJyOM4jI/AAAAAAAAAvg/V6NGN50PXTw/s320/IMG_5118.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663737394890596914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iF-is6BYOXc/TpmjJtcJiQI/AAAAAAAAAvM/8ePhVG8jLfI/s1600/IMG_5117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iF-is6BYOXc/TpmjJtcJiQI/AAAAAAAAAvM/8ePhVG8jLfI/s320/IMG_5117.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663737393606920450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6vVDI6GzHLE/TpmjJq1SQ1I/AAAAAAAAAvE/stuXrmZFy4c/s1600/IMG_5116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6vVDI6GzHLE/TpmjJq1SQ1I/AAAAAAAAAvE/stuXrmZFy4c/s320/IMG_5116.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663737392907043666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_SZtvl0S1Po/TpmjJZC1JyI/AAAAAAAAAu8/4miETxhhr_Y/s1600/IMG_5115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_SZtvl0S1Po/TpmjJZC1JyI/AAAAAAAAAu8/4miETxhhr_Y/s320/IMG_5115.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663737388132017954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-2438789737750822404?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/2438789737750822404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=2438789737750822404' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/2438789737750822404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/2438789737750822404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-first-dress.html' title='My first dress'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qmN9B0rZbKo/TpmjJyOM4jI/AAAAAAAAAvg/V6NGN50PXTw/s72-c/IMG_5118.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-2766212125516385450</id><published>2011-10-13T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T14:34:11.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Olivia and the camera</title><content type='html'>We bought a new camera.  Even though it is really our camera I call it Mike's camera and the old camera is mine.  A conversation from last month:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia: Mom have you seen my camera.&lt;br /&gt;Sandy:  Uh.  I don't think you have a camera.&lt;br /&gt;Olivia:  (Running to the kitchen counter).  Oh there it is.&lt;br /&gt;Sandy:  Olivia that is mommy's camera.&lt;br /&gt;Olivia: No mommy that is my camera.&lt;br /&gt;Sandy:  Actually that is my camera.&lt;br /&gt;Mike:  Oh I told Olivia the other day that she could have that camera.&lt;br /&gt;Sandy:  (To Mike) What?  She is 2 years old and she doesn't need her own camera.  Anyway that is my camera.&lt;br /&gt;Sandy:  (To Oliva)  Olivia that really is mommy's camera.  It wasn't for daddy to give to you.&lt;br /&gt;Olivia:  Mommy it is okay we can share it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great Olivia is teaching me about sharing.  Anyway here are a couple of her photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LJX9ecg2wWw/TpdZDbOy-OI/AAAAAAAAAuw/Q5pSAVcO_B0/s1600/mom_hazel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LJX9ecg2wWw/TpdZDbOy-OI/AAAAAAAAAuw/Q5pSAVcO_B0/s320/mom_hazel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663092971825985762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KgdInF3Ekpo/TpdZCwPzydI/AAAAAAAAAuk/I65NmHs_Ax8/s1600/eyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KgdInF3Ekpo/TpdZCwPzydI/AAAAAAAAAuk/I65NmHs_Ax8/s320/eyes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663092960287508946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-2766212125516385450?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/2766212125516385450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=2766212125516385450' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/2766212125516385450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/2766212125516385450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/10/olivia-and-camera.html' title='Olivia and the camera'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LJX9ecg2wWw/TpdZDbOy-OI/AAAAAAAAAuw/Q5pSAVcO_B0/s72-c/mom_hazel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-4547952718557502490</id><published>2011-10-13T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T14:25:34.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fat pants and such</title><content type='html'>So I am only 5 lbs away from my pre pregnancy weight and this is the same place I stopped after I had Olivia.  The problem is there is a lot more jiggle in places I didn't have before.  I really want to lose the weight but obviously not enough to exercise and watch what I eat.  I'll admit I am being super lazy that way.  It takes a lot of discipline and I am an emotional eater.  When I get stress out or upset, I eat so I just don't have the willpower to do it right now.  Since I have a job I can't live in sweats (which accommodate any weight) I had a really limited wardrobe.  Side-note:  Wearing maternity clothes when you aren't pregnant looks really weird especially the shirts.  My opinion anyway.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mission was to find dark jeans that I could dress up for work and dress down for weekends and evenings.  My first complaint is I am not a fan of the skinny jean just because I feel like I am too big to wear them. I think they are cute on other people but not on me so that eliminates at least half of the racks.  I suspect most women have a hard time shopping for jeans or it is just a story I tell myself to make me feel better.  Dark wash, light wash, stretch, no stretch, high rise, low rise, flare, boot cute, straight fit, skinny, taper, boy cut.  My shopping rule is I have to love it to buy it.  There have been multiple occasions that I buy something that doesn't fit perfect but I loved the pattern or the style or bought something too small hoping I would lose weight but I hate wasting money and space having it sit in my closet.  I also suffer from the problem of finding a perfect pair of jeans and wear them all the time until I get a hole that isn't fixable.  It is pretty devastating.  I still have 3 of those jeans in my craft bin waiting to be turned into a quilt.  I am pretty dramatic when it comes to jeans just because I have such a hard time finding a pair that fit my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Burlington Coat Factory and I tried on about 8 pairs and I found two that fit well.  Fitting well means it doesn't give me muffin top and make my caboose look like it is 10 feet wide or like a sausage being stuffed into a casing.  There are tradeoffs though.  Usually all pants are too long and if I shop petite they are too short to wear with boots.  I tried to wear them and it just wasn't happening.  There is managing 1-2 inches too long versus 3-4 inches and I even wore boots those days.  I finally pulled out my new sewing machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember my new sewing machine that I had big plans for when I was nesting and then life happened.  I finally pulled it out and it worked like a dream from the get go. It was worth every single penny I saved and I can't wait to start on my other projects.  Thank you for electronic sewing machines.  I used this tutorial to hem my new jeans and it saved me so much time and it was super easy and it uses the original hem of the jeans. &lt;a href="http://www.makeit-loveit.com/2011/08/altering-jeans-shorter-with-identical-hem.html"&gt;http://www.makeit-loveit.com/2011/08/altering-jeans-shorter-with-identical-hem.html  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-4547952718557502490?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/4547952718557502490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=4547952718557502490' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/4547952718557502490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/4547952718557502490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/10/fat-pants-and-such.html' title='Fat pants and such'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-3089159659390690497</id><published>2011-10-10T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T12:17:23.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks Olivia</title><content type='html'>Olivia:  Mom what's that?  (points to my chin)&lt;br /&gt;Mom:  Probably a pimple.&lt;br /&gt;Olivia:  Ewwww!  Gross!&lt;br /&gt;Mom:  Hey.  Thank you for pointing that out!  (sarcastically)&lt;br /&gt;Olivia:  Your welcome Mom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-3089159659390690497?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/3089159659390690497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=3089159659390690497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/3089159659390690497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/3089159659390690497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/10/thanks-olivia.html' title='Thanks Olivia'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-1439100674809421157</id><published>2011-10-10T12:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T12:14:05.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Durtschi Family happenings</title><content type='html'>My two sleepy bones who sleep in every chance they get. Olivia is my early riser no matter how late she gets to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pYDGS2m76Gg/TpNDiI_g94I/AAAAAAAAAuc/8rNIUprWFk8/s1600/twinners.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pYDGS2m76Gg/TpNDiI_g94I/AAAAAAAAAuc/8rNIUprWFk8/s320/twinners.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661943410343344002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nLp6nOkaqCc/TpNDhzOangI/AAAAAAAAAuU/fXXkAndS5MQ/s1600/rollers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nLp6nOkaqCc/TpNDhzOangI/AAAAAAAAAuU/fXXkAndS5MQ/s320/rollers.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661943404500262402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia and her magnetic clips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BKB0o0QNHYQ/TpNDBIMh5LI/AAAAAAAAAuM/qthvFVummYA/s1600/clips.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BKB0o0QNHYQ/TpNDBIMh5LI/AAAAAAAAAuM/qthvFVummYA/s320/clips.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661942843193812146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our sweet score on buzz lightyear pajamas at a yard sale this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EbN5_OJp_NI/TpNDAzuQptI/AAAAAAAAAuE/P1jC_h42xcU/s1600/buzz_lightyear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EbN5_OJp_NI/TpNDAzuQptI/AAAAAAAAAuE/P1jC_h42xcU/s320/buzz_lightyear.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661942837698143954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our homemade pizza days.  BBQ chicken and the classic pepperoni.  Pizza Dough freezes really well and it only takes about 8 minutes to cook.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CSh2WnqQzPA/TpNCmADui0I/AAAAAAAAAt8/0ZKwKpt53_g/s1600/pizza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CSh2WnqQzPA/TpNCmADui0I/AAAAAAAAAt8/0ZKwKpt53_g/s320/pizza.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661942377152940866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GZL_Gkl2FJQ/TpNClzW-0NI/AAAAAAAAAt0/rpehso2ulrM/s1600/bbqchicken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GZL_Gkl2FJQ/TpNClzW-0NI/AAAAAAAAAt0/rpehso2ulrM/s320/bbqchicken.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661942373744038098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evidence that Olivia takes the cheese block and eats it as a cheese sandwich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T7-j5TNcG-Y/TpNCJJg4xTI/AAAAAAAAAts/EGqBfuyddHQ/s1600/cheese_sandwich.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T7-j5TNcG-Y/TpNCJJg4xTI/AAAAAAAAAts/EGqBfuyddHQ/s320/cheese_sandwich.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661941881474958642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-1439100674809421157?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/1439100674809421157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=1439100674809421157' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/1439100674809421157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/1439100674809421157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/10/durtschi-family-happenings.html' title='Durtschi Family happenings'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pYDGS2m76Gg/TpNDiI_g94I/AAAAAAAAAuc/8rNIUprWFk8/s72-c/twinners.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-1885017255687598302</id><published>2011-10-08T19:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T20:28:25.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Product Review - Artistry Light Up Lip Gloss</title><content type='html'>Mike has started up a business and I am going to review the products I personally use just in case someone might be interested in trying it out.  The first product is Artistry Light Up Lip Gloss.  Artistry is one of the top five in sales for skincare and beauty products.  The other companies are Clinique, Estee Lauder, Lancome and Chanel.  Artistry is a Miss America pageant sponsor.  In 2008 Sandra Bullock was announced as the "face" of Artistry luXury Creme.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qGdM85h2DZs/TpEPdhjs55I/AAAAAAAAAtc/atMWXES6zlU/s1600/lightup_lipgloss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qGdM85h2DZs/TpEPdhjs55I/AAAAAAAAAtc/atMWXES6zlU/s320/lightup_lipgloss.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661323206480160658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used the champagne color and it is neutral and it is sheer and shiny.  It wasn't too sticky or thick.  High quality.  The highlight of this lip gloss is there is a led light on the applicator and a mirror on the side so you can apply it anywhere even in the dark and not miss a step in the application.  I was quite impressed.  I have used Bare minerals, Lancome and Clinique lip glosses in the past and the cost is similar.  The lip gloss will last an estimated 200 applications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JZu7vpbKXG8/TpEUw969bJI/AAAAAAAAAtk/0eFCFcYS88k/s1600/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-10-08%2Bat%2B9.22.50%2BPM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 129px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JZu7vpbKXG8/TpEUw969bJI/AAAAAAAAAtk/0eFCFcYS88k/s320/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-10-08%2Bat%2B9.22.50%2BPM.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661329038069558418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to offer a 15% discount until November 30 so the cost is $13.00 + S&amp;H.  They would make great Christmas presents or stocking stuffer.  All Artistry products have a 180 day return policy so if you don't like any product you can return it for a full discount.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-1885017255687598302?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/1885017255687598302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=1885017255687598302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/1885017255687598302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/1885017255687598302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/10/product-review-artistry-light-up-lip.html' title='Product Review - Artistry Light Up Lip Gloss'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qGdM85h2DZs/TpEPdhjs55I/AAAAAAAAAtc/atMWXES6zlU/s72-c/lightup_lipgloss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-6594903671227613918</id><published>2011-10-06T20:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T21:06:45.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Primary Pool Party</title><content type='html'>A family in our ward has an awesome pool so there is a primary, relief society and priesthood pool party every summer.  It is really nice and she loves the diving board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-12e22ab30837b3a0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D12e22ab30837b3a0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330365082%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D49B9A78E5A13A4DF00E96544D3C3733AF45FF811.38D00C1424E6D785A0E304B35D8E92B745B9B8D2%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D12e22ab30837b3a0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYXRHFYWdyqjEtH7g8YBCU9Xj9sk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D12e22ab30837b3a0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330365082%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D49B9A78E5A13A4DF00E96544D3C3733AF45FF811.38D00C1424E6D785A0E304B35D8E92B745B9B8D2%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D12e22ab30837b3a0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYXRHFYWdyqjEtH7g8YBCU9Xj9sk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-6594903671227613918?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/6594903671227613918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=6594903671227613918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/6594903671227613918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/6594903671227613918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/10/primary-pool-party.html' title='Primary Pool Party'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-8426406204131573513</id><published>2011-10-06T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T20:31:58.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy October</title><content type='html'>We are getting ready for Halloween.  Here is Olivia's scary eye:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VTqNBwu0f5M/To5ydM5OM6I/AAAAAAAAAtU/7k3mEyPJOW4/s1600/IMG_5072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VTqNBwu0f5M/To5ydM5OM6I/AAAAAAAAAtU/7k3mEyPJOW4/s320/IMG_5072.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660587627654296482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-8426406204131573513?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/8426406204131573513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=8426406204131573513' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/8426406204131573513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/8426406204131573513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-october.html' title='Happy October'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VTqNBwu0f5M/To5ydM5OM6I/AAAAAAAAAtU/7k3mEyPJOW4/s72-c/IMG_5072.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-2005948900704832982</id><published>2011-09-15T12:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T12:29:32.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homeschool</title><content type='html'>I really wanted to enroll Olivia in preschool this year but the place I wanted to get her into has a strict policy with being 3 by September 1.  Well her birthday is September 23 and Mike and I don't think that we should have to hold her back a whole year because she missed a deadline.  I know that there are other preschools that don't have this strict cutoff but it does bother me that the school system has this cutoff date when really it should be based on the child's ability and maturity levels.  I have also met a lot of people who homeschool in Boise so I have been reading a lot of books and blogs and checking out a lot of curriculums in the homeschool world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike and I have discussed it before but I figured I might as well see what is out there.  I found a lot of great information and I chose the Sonlight curriculum.  There isn't much for the preschool years but I though it would be a good test run this year and next year to figure out if this is something we really want to do.  I think I am a well rounded person in education but teaching little kids kind of freaks me out.  Plus with our current situation Mike would be doing most of the teaching.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I like most about the Sonlight curriculum is it has a bible section where kids learn about bible stories and learn scriptures, it is literature based and it has everything planned for you.  I am a firm believer that having good reading/writing and reading comprehension skills is essential to learning other subjects and that is what they focus on the first couple of years.  The books on the reading list are classics and I checked the curriculum for middle school and high school and it was a meaty list.  I also liked that even though the bible is a huge component they incorporate exposing kids to other religions and backgrounds.  The curriculum incorporates other homeschool packages that have received awesome reviews like Break the Code to teach reading and Handwriting without Tears. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We already read to Olivia almost daily but this will be nice to expose her to more classics and give Mike and I the opportunity to spend some quality time with her.  The preschool schedule only requires about 20 minutes a day.  Plus money was another factor.  Preschool would be a huge expense in our budget.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-2005948900704832982?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/2005948900704832982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=2005948900704832982' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/2005948900704832982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/2005948900704832982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/09/homeschool.html' title='Homeschool'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-6524063965029217596</id><published>2011-09-15T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T12:13:04.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow time flies</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it has been so long since I have posted.  I have been busy with some thing and lazy with others and the blog has fallen by the wayside.  I thought I check in because I am suppose to be journaling all these memories about my family.  Mike's parents have come to visit us several times which Olivia loves.  We love it too and we were able to go to some awesome garage sales.  Mike and I have been meeting lots of new people in Boise and hanging out which has been nice for Olivia to play with other kids.  We have also found some fantastic babysitters.  One girl is in our ward and she is 13 and she is just in the awkward stage of getting braces and going through puberty but she is the absolute sweetest.  I was concerned about finding a sitter because Hazel is so young but this girl babysat for another couple over the summer and they have a set of twin boys that are only a few months older than Hazel so she has had a lot of experience.  Plus her mom lives close by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My working out has been non existent.  Not surprised at all.  As soon as things picked up at work that was the first thing to go.  One day it will happen.  Also Mike has a herniated disc so I don't have a workout partner anymore. :(  He has been in a lot of pain so that has been hard in a lot of ways.  He is at home with the kids all day and he is suppose to take it easy which is really hard for him.  That means there is a lot of cleaning stuff that he can't help out with.  The doctors have a fairly aggressive plan that I don't really agree with but that is a big story within itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been reading reading reading.  I am trying to research all these things and I feel so overwhelmed so I end up wasting a lot of time on FB to give my brain a break.  Then I started my pintrest account and boy is it fun but it surely can eat up a lot of time.  Productive time.  I have been researching homeschooling.  I think I'll save that for another posts.  I have also been researching some business ideas and then there are the parenting books.  I have read them once but there is no way I can remember stuff from 3 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then my rash comes and goes with my TOM and when I get stressed.  So I got pretty stressed a few weeks ago and it broke out on my back, it crawled up my shoulder, up my neck and now is on my face.  Makes me self conscious but Mike says it isn't noticeable but I don't believe him.  The nice thing is I work with a bunch of guys and they probably don't notice.  I can't take anything for fear of it crossing into my milk or affecting my milk supply.  So I can't wait to stop pumping so I can do a detox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to end with my pumping woes.  I never experience any of these things with Olivia but I know most nursing moms do have these problems.  I got Mastitis in June.  Wow that really sucked so I have been more aware about plugged ducts.  I recently have dropped a pumping session so I now only pump 3 times a day which is so much more convenient than 4.  Then I got a plugged duct on the left side and I was able to get it worked out.  Then I took a nap on my belly the other day and have been battling this plugged duct on the right side.  I thought I cleared it out 3 times before but it kept plugging up so I finally pop the milk blister and hopefully I am okay now.  Lesson learned is I can only sleep on my back and popping the blister with a pin wasn't bad at all.  And hear is my apology if that was TMI but being a mom of a new baby is a dirty job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-6524063965029217596?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/6524063965029217596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=6524063965029217596' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/6524063965029217596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/6524063965029217596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/09/wow-time-flies.html' title='Wow time flies'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-3840356961156879363</id><published>2011-08-23T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T09:29:16.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Video of Hazel learning how to talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9e0d3e17130b00fc" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=3840356961156879363' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/3840356961156879363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/3840356961156879363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/08/video-of-hazel-learning-how-to-talk.html' title='Video of Hazel learning how to talk'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-7979489203463149179</id><published>2011-08-23T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T09:26:23.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks everyone!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZrrLVhs9v3M/TlPUobyqkoI/AAAAAAAAAtE/BfM27jFxlmc/s1600/baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZrrLVhs9v3M/TlPUobyqkoI/AAAAAAAAAtE/BfM27jFxlmc/s320/baby.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644088549145481858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to thank you to everyone for their words of encouragement.  I was pretty disappointed and angry and upset but that is life.  We have no set plans but it is nice to know that we aren't the only ones that have struggled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's a blog post without picture?  I pretty boring one.  Here is a picture of Hazel and Olivia.  Hazel is about 3 months and Olivia is 4 months.  It is amazing how different they look.  Overall Olivia does look a lot like me but if you look at the details she does have a lot of Mike's features.  And overall Hazel looks a lot like Mike.  Mike and I can't wait for Hazel to get bigger so we can really see her features but she does have quite the fiesty personality.  I think as parents we underestimate how smart our kids are especially babies.  Hazel gets so mad when she can hear us hanging out in the next room but she isn't there with us or if we are all on the bed and she is in her bassinet.  And if she wants to be held or sat up don't even think about laying her down because she will scream bloody murder as soon as she is in a horizontal position.  As long as the car is moving she is okay but when we get stopped at a light or stop sign the crying commences.  She is definitely a lot pickier than Olivia ever was.  In the morning she has to be laid in our bed for her morning nap.  She loves to be swaddled still.  She can't stand being in a wet or poopy diaper for even a few minutes.  And she loves to watch Olivia play.  Mike took her to get vaccinations and she is a screamer.  Luckily for us our doctor is unbiased about vaccinations and he probably leans more towards not doing all vaccinations at once so we are following Dr. Sears schedule.  Hazel is growing fast and I love this stage she is at.  She coos and talks and she isn't mobile yet.  There is only one thing I am waiting for her to learn how to do which is laugh.  I let her have tummy time and she has rolled onto her back a few times but this time around I will probably be a little bit sad when she starts crawling and walking.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia is also growing very fast. She loves church.  Actually she just loves nursery.  She is getting much better during sacrament meeting but it might be because I am more prepared and we have a routine.  I have my designated church bag with toys and games she can only play with at church.  She even said the prayer in nursery which makes me feel good because that means she is actually learning something from home.  Sometimes I feel guilty because I can't fit it all in but we always say our prayers.  And Sundays aren't as hectic.  There is still yelling on my part but it use to be a lot worse.  I made this checklist of things we need to do and pack before we go to church and it has helped out a ton.  And maybe one day we will make it to church before it starts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Potty training.  We have had a couple of poo accidents and that hasn't been very fun.  Mike and I just throw the underwear away.  I just don't have the patience to clean that whole mess up.  All I know is if Olivia has to go, it has to be NOW.  She has been potty trained during the day for a little over a month.  We just started night training but it was initiated by Olivia.  Last night was the first night without a diaper and she woke up dry.  I suspect that she has been dry for several nights or maybe weeks but she always takes her diaper off in the morning and puts it in the garbage before Mike and I get to it.  I was quite worried about potty training and it has been a lot easier than I expected.  Granted we waited until she was almost 3 so that probably made a big difference.   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-7979489203463149179?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/7979489203463149179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=7979489203463149179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/7979489203463149179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/7979489203463149179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/08/thanks-everyone.html' title='Thanks everyone!'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZrrLVhs9v3M/TlPUobyqkoI/AAAAAAAAAtE/BfM27jFxlmc/s72-c/baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-2747805740052925376</id><published>2011-08-17T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T14:31:41.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointments and now what</title><content type='html'>Mike had a job interview last week and we were super excited but he didn't get it.  We knew the competition was tough but there are civil engineers with 4-5 years of experience that are taking entry level jobs at entry level pay.  That is like me erasing 5 years of experience off my resume.  That would be devastating.  That was an eye opener of the job market for civil engineers.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The economy stinks right now for most people so I did some research and it isn't looking so hot for civil engineers.  Even if the economy recovers there is a huge pool of civil engineers.  There are atleast 150 civil engineer programs in the US and they have around 30 people graduate each year and between 2008 to 2011 that is a lot of engineers.  That doesn't include the civil engineers that graduated before then that have been laid off and the students that will be graduating in the upcoming years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't make any decisions for MIke.  I guess he has to decide if he wants to change his career and will that include going back to school.  I can't speak for Mike but I can imagine he is disappointed/frustrated because civil engineering was THE major.  I am disappointed because I am tired of living in limbo waiting for Mike to find a job.  And now it seems like it could be more waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big question for me is "Now What?"  You go to college thinking you will find a job and boom the economy tanks.  You wouldn't think it would be so hard to find a job with an engineering degree.  Lot of questions loom ahead and there are no guarantees that anything will work out.  That is where my thoughts are today. Then there is the economy which is a blog posting of its own...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-2747805740052925376?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/2747805740052925376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=2747805740052925376' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/2747805740052925376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/2747805740052925376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/08/disappointments-and-now-what.html' title='Disappointments and now what'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-1686412256327548858</id><published>2011-08-04T10:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T10:46:45.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random summer happenings</title><content type='html'>We were in Utah for almost a month so here are some random pictures from our trip.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ew-AuGtAmAU/TjrZbjjrasI/AAAAAAAAAsw/JHUB6ebfGL8/s1600/saggy_bum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ew-AuGtAmAU/TjrZbjjrasI/AAAAAAAAAsw/JHUB6ebfGL8/s320/saggy_bum.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637056951032179394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought this picture was pretty funny.  I won't miss the saggy diaper bum plus her pjs are a little big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cWopqFBqjJg/TjrZbc6-q3I/AAAAAAAAAso/vd0BdIvb35c/s1600/Lagoon_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cWopqFBqjJg/TjrZbc6-q3I/AAAAAAAAAso/vd0BdIvb35c/s320/Lagoon_02.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637056949250861938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia and Grandma at Lagoon.  I think the picture captures how excited Olivia is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oVesrRY1OxM/TjrZbSzTYOI/AAAAAAAAAsg/tplpZqDeXcQ/s1600/Lagoon_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oVesrRY1OxM/TjrZbSzTYOI/AAAAAAAAAsg/tplpZqDeXcQ/s320/Lagoon_01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637056946534310114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The face Olivia is making reminds me of a face I make.  Kanika will know what I am talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tvSq9IvAmRU/TjrZbNU9WAI/AAAAAAAAAsY/d3EAnj58h54/s1600/glasses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tvSq9IvAmRU/TjrZbNU9WAI/AAAAAAAAAsY/d3EAnj58h54/s320/glasses.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637056945064859650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-db9PRNxHyo0/TjrZbDwh4MI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/8BfjMZ8Xh7U/s1600/fireworks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-db9PRNxHyo0/TjrZbDwh4MI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/8BfjMZ8Xh7U/s320/fireworks.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637056942496145602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia and Ashton waiting for the fireworks to start.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-1686412256327548858?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/1686412256327548858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=1686412256327548858' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/1686412256327548858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/1686412256327548858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/08/random-summer-happenings.html' title='Random summer happenings'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ew-AuGtAmAU/TjrZbjjrasI/AAAAAAAAAsw/JHUB6ebfGL8/s72-c/saggy_bum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-967849028572856391</id><published>2011-08-04T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T10:35:34.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing slows this girl down</title><content type='html'>Even with a broken leg Olivia didn't let it slow her down.  She got her long cast off and wore this boot for the next couple of weeks.  She still jumped on the tramp and played in the bouncy house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n5qwFCXeYTk/TjrYXIFMhKI/AAAAAAAAAsI/sEEnH7IEiBY/s1600/tramp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n5qwFCXeYTk/TjrYXIFMhKI/AAAAAAAAAsI/sEEnH7IEiBY/s320/tramp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637055775425463458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gWlLi6_iJo0/TjrYSdSz4XI/AAAAAAAAAsA/j2KNWosroqY/s1600/jumphouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gWlLi6_iJo0/TjrYSdSz4XI/AAAAAAAAAsA/j2KNWosroqY/s320/jumphouse.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637055695220367730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-967849028572856391?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/967849028572856391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=967849028572856391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/967849028572856391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/967849028572856391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/08/nothing-slows-this-girl-down.html' title='Nothing slows this girl down'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n5qwFCXeYTk/TjrYXIFMhKI/AAAAAAAAAsI/sEEnH7IEiBY/s72-c/tramp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-3021716212282322006</id><published>2011-08-04T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T10:31:03.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cousins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9F6iOmad424/TjrXUdUfloI/AAAAAAAAAr4/loFIsBydjis/s1600/crib.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9F6iOmad424/TjrXUdUfloI/AAAAAAAAAr4/loFIsBydjis/s320/crib.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637054630075537026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DAuQklKf8-8/TjrXQCaejZI/AAAAAAAAArw/hK2gXZf1Mvg/s1600/Olivia_Ava.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DAuQklKf8-8/TjrXQCaejZI/AAAAAAAAArw/hK2gXZf1Mvg/s320/Olivia_Ava.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637054554133400978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Thanksgiving Mike's parents came from Utah and picked us up in Boise and we headed to Portland to see Mike's brother and his family.  It was a very long and snowy drive.  Knowing myself I probably didn't post any pictures so here is a bit of catch up.  Ava is about 3 weeks older than Olivia.  Olivia loves the crib.  It has been a long time since she has been in one and she uses it more as a jungle gym and trampoline.  Even though Ava is a few inches taller than Olivia she wasn't able to climb in or out of the crib.  It probably helps that Olivia is super flexible and uses her toes as hands.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-3021716212282322006?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/3021716212282322006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=3021716212282322006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/3021716212282322006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/3021716212282322006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/08/cousins.html' title='Cousins'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9F6iOmad424/TjrXUdUfloI/AAAAAAAAAr4/loFIsBydjis/s72-c/crib.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-8777151134771606254</id><published>2011-08-04T10:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T10:08:28.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My two girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pTJ0U9oVZBg/TjrR_aq7AqI/AAAAAAAAAro/PPrQyKB0BfU/s1600/Olivia_Hazel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pTJ0U9oVZBg/TjrR_aq7AqI/AAAAAAAAAro/PPrQyKB0BfU/s320/Olivia_Hazel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637048771028910754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture is from the first week we were home from the hospital.  Olivia loves being a big sister and she is really good with the baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-8777151134771606254?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/8777151134771606254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=8777151134771606254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/8777151134771606254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/8777151134771606254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-two-girls.html' title='My two girls'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pTJ0U9oVZBg/TjrR_aq7AqI/AAAAAAAAAro/PPrQyKB0BfU/s72-c/Olivia_Hazel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-6710594921781567100</id><published>2011-08-04T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T10:06:15.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Olivia and her broken leg</title><content type='html'>We have a pipe that runs under our driveway for the canal water.  Olivia was running on the driveway and looking back and she was probably expecting the hillside but ran off where the pipe was and landed on her leg wrong.  It was atleast a foot drop off but probably more and when your three that is quite a ways to fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway she took it like a trooper and her leg has healed up very well.  This picture is the week we brought the baby home from the hospital.  We have come a long way since then.  We got rid of her binky, got her cast taken off and finally potty trained her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note Olivia stopped taking naps and I only let her have her binky if she is napping or sleeping so it was just the right time to take it away.  I let her cut her binky and she had done this a few weeks before with MIke to another binky so she was aware of how permanent it was.  She was pretty sad for the first few days.  She took the binky with her to bed and held it in her mouth but she got over it.  I have caught her a few times trying to suck on Hazel's binky but overall it hasn't been bad at all.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VsMdJGBSS8M/TjrQ180Dy4I/AAAAAAAAArg/PpSQqydyTsU/s1600/Olivia_broken_leg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VsMdJGBSS8M/TjrQ180Dy4I/AAAAAAAAArg/PpSQqydyTsU/s320/Olivia_broken_leg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637047508883721090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-6710594921781567100?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/6710594921781567100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=6710594921781567100' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/6710594921781567100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/6710594921781567100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/08/olivia-and-her-broken-leg.html' title='Olivia and her broken leg'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VsMdJGBSS8M/TjrQ180Dy4I/AAAAAAAAArg/PpSQqydyTsU/s72-c/Olivia_broken_leg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-3006857225419393384</id><published>2011-07-28T09:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T09:50:30.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Returning back to work</title><content type='html'>Going back to work hasn't been nearly as hard as it was with Olivia.  I will admit that I was actually a little excited to start work.  It has been nice to actually accomplish something without being interrupted.   I love love my family and I would be a SAHM in a heartbeat but being at home with both kids and Mike was challenging to say the least.  I am a schedule and task oriented person and Mike is a lot more laid back so I can get frustrated very easily.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's tough being a working mom but I have to keep to my baby steps or I would go crazy.  It was one thing to keep a house when Olivia was a baby because she was at the sitter's and Mike was at school all day then we would all come home.  I could clean at night and come home to a clean house. Now Mike, Olivia and Hazel are at home all day and I rarely come home to a clean house.  I wish my house could be clean but I have come to settle to having the kitchen clean every night.  Not necessarily up to my standards but as long as I can get the dishwasher loaded and the counters and stovetop wiped down, I call it good.  The family room is another story....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-3006857225419393384?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/3006857225419393384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=3006857225419393384' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/3006857225419393384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/3006857225419393384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/07/returning-back-to-work.html' title='Returning back to work'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-6748948225380336212</id><published>2011-07-23T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T06:44:39.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Olivia versus Hazel</title><content type='html'>I remember when we had Olivia and every check up we went too the doctor would ask how she was doing and I would say " Really good. She never cries."  And he would say "Things will change and it will start to pick up.". It never did. Olivia rarely cried. I can count on two hands the number of times she cried before the age of 1.  When we told other people, they said oh we got really lucky because that isn't normal. Every book I read and tried the technique work beautifully. Only took a few days to implement. Olivia is easy going, adapts to change very well, is a good eater and good sleeper and a pretty good listener (for her age at least).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then along came Hazel. The pregnancy and postpartum recovery were totally different. Hazel cries. A lot more than Olivia. When she is hungry she is hungry right now. She can't stand a poopy diaper.  When she was a newborn she wanted to be held always. It was a big adjustments and I now realize how easy of a baby Olivia was. Hazel isn't terrible by any means. I am told she is quite normal and actually a very good baby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of feel like a new mom again because I have had to try new techniques and reread some books I wasn't planning on rereading. I knew having two kids would be a big adjustment but wow it is hard work. Sometimes I feel bad because Olivia use to get all our attention and now she has to share. And then Hazel will never get as much attention as Olivia ever did. Then if we have another baby Hazel will definitely get the short stick when it comes to attention. I guess that is where middle child syndrome starts to form. J/k. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all everything is going well. I forgot how exhausting the first couple of months were but Hazel is finally starting to sleep a little bit longer. I will take waking up at 4:30 over 2. Hazel was a little high maintenance the first few weeks but she has become much easier. We finally have Olivia potty trained and it was a lot easier than I suspected. It is hard work but worth it. I am glad that Olivia will have a playmate. Will we have more kids?  We would love to but Mike says we should take a little break. I totally agree. I am looking forward to forgetting the hard parts of pregnancy, labor, and the first few months.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-6748948225380336212?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/6748948225380336212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=6748948225380336212' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/6748948225380336212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/6748948225380336212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/07/olivia-versus-hazel.html' title='Olivia versus Hazel'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-1146068009666643761</id><published>2011-07-22T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T09:57:44.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beachbody</title><content type='html'>I really love Beachbody workout videos.  I tried Insanity last summer and I did it for about 1 month and I got in awesome shape.  I don't know if I lost a ton of weight but in terms of doing aerobic and anaerobic activity, I totally could kick butt.  Mike really wanted me to do P90X with him so we started that instead.  ;(  Mike wasn't a big fan of Shaun T so he wouldn't do Insanity plus it reminded him of football practices in high school.  So we did P90X and what usually ends up happening is we plan to do the workouts in the morning and that goes well for about 2 days.  Mike isn't a morning person so it is hard for him to wake up let alone wake up to work out right away.  So I would work out in the morning and he would work out later that day.  The program is awesome and I fully believe that if I stuck with it I could get awesome results.  The problem is I think Tony Horton is so annoying.  Mike would mute the program when he would work out.  My other problem was it was too repetitive.  It has variety but after a month it can be brutal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I discovered Chalene Johnson who does ChaLEAN Extreme and TurboFire.  I follow her on twitter and like her Facebook page.  She is a motivational speaker as well.  She also got me interested in the Bodybugg.  I really like her.  I have also done some ChaLEAN Extreme Workouts and they are awesome so I decided to ordered her TurboFire workout videos last fall before I found out I was pregnant.  I love both of the workouts but I think the instructor makes a huge difference.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I am 10 weeks postpartum I decided to workout and try to lose some weight.  Well atleast get back to my prepregnancy weight because none of my clothes fit.  Even though I may weigh the same my hips are definitely a lot wider than last time.  With Olivia, I didn't really worry about exercising until she was 10 months and the only reason I started working out was because I started packing on the pounds after I stopped pumping.  This time I am going to get a head start and my goal is to be at my prepregnancy weight by Thanksgiving time.  I think it is doable.  I am 10lbs away.  I really can't diet but I can eat healthy but most of the weight loss will be from exercising.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started doing TurboFire and I love it.  The music is awesome, the workouts are intense and fun.  There is a ton of choreography to learn so I still look uncoordinated and I haven't started the real schedule because it is way above my aerobic level.  I am doing the modified schedule to help me get in shape to do TurboFire.  That is how intense TurboFire is.  TurboFire is straight cardio and I am always dripping in sweat after each workout.  Some ladies post that they burn 600+ calories after a turbofire workout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I use to workout at the gym.  I loved my gym in Logan.  I could easily spend 90 minutes doing cardio and lifting then tack on another 30 to swim or sit in the sauna.  Then I had a baby and work got busy.  And then we had another baby.  While I would love to go to the gym it is easier to work out at home now.  I can do it whenever and I don't have to find a sitter.  Plus it saves us money.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I probably seem obsessive with losing weight but really I love to exercise.  I love to get the endorphin high after a workout.  I hate being limited in my activities because I am too tired, too overweight or not strong enough to do it.  Plus it helps my self-esteem even though I never really get super skinny or lose weight.  I usually never have the time or will power to follow the eating plan.  Plus I turned 30 this year and I know the metabolism slows down significantly.  My goal is to be in the best health during my 30s.  I am smarter and wiser so hopefully I can make better decisions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-1146068009666643761?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/1146068009666643761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=1146068009666643761' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/1146068009666643761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/1146068009666643761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/07/beachbody.html' title='Beachbody'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-7167857227175980773</id><published>2011-07-21T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T12:59:13.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Placental Encapsulation</title><content type='html'>After I had Hazel I got my placenta encapsulated.  While I was pregnant, I was preparing myself to get post partum depression and accept the fact that I would probably have to take an antidepressant again.  Even though I took one for 4 months with Olivia, I felt super guilty about it.  Then I found out about placental encapsulation and I did some research and found someone in Boise that provided the service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My personal experience has been I haven't had any post partum depression and I didn't experience any baby blues.  Every time I did take my pills, I would get a huge surge of energy which is abnormal for me especially during the first few weeks the baby is home.  It also help with the lochia going away faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did stop taking them early because I wasn't sure if it was making my pregnancy rash worse.   It wasn't. The pregnancy rash consumed the last two weeks of my pregnancy and it came back post partum and it has gone away and come back two more times.  And I suspect that it will come back a few more times until I can detox my liver and get my hormones back to a normal level which means even after I am done pumping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady who provided the service was very professional.  She was quiet and respectful and I didn't even notice she was there.  She was quick and clean and I never worried about ingesting the pills.  If and when Mike and I decide to have more kids, I would definitely do it again and would highly recommend it to any mom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-7167857227175980773?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/7167857227175980773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=7167857227175980773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/7167857227175980773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/7167857227175980773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/07/placental-encapsulation.html' title='Placental Encapsulation'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-8269713811631958350</id><published>2011-07-21T08:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T08:23:08.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty Training success</title><content type='html'>We started the potty training process last Wednesday and Olivia had done really well.  Olivia does have her occasional accidents but for the most part she remembers to pee and poop by herself.  Honestly she was probably ready a long time ago but I just wasn't ready to tackle the challenge while I was pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still put a diaper on her at night but she woke up dry on a couple of occasions.  Mike and I are more comfortable with getting the day training done for atleast 2-3 weeks before we try to tackle night training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note we have been cloth diapering Hazel.  We didn't get to do it with Olivia because she was in her body harness for the first 3 months and I didn't want to risk getting it dirty with poop or pee.  Also Mike wasn't too big into it either. I have actually enjoyed cloth diaper and we haven't had a blow out since we started.  Even with the Huggies, Hazel was still having blow outs.  Our hope is we can keep up with the cloth diapering and we will be able to potty train Hazel a lot earlier than we did with Olivia.  We still use a disposable at night because it can hold so much urine especially when she starts sleeping 12 hours a night.  We could use cloth but it would be a huge gigantic diaper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-8269713811631958350?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/8269713811631958350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=8269713811631958350' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/8269713811631958350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/8269713811631958350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/07/potty-training-success.html' title='Potty Training success'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-2301986035203457258</id><published>2011-07-18T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T10:18:17.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Curly Q</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3oLofp5USRQ/TiRq04jE-lI/AAAAAAAAArY/qp1vR-uSmoo/s1600/curly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 189px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3oLofp5USRQ/TiRq04jE-lI/AAAAAAAAArY/qp1vR-uSmoo/s320/curly.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630742890885216850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was pregnant my hair started getting wavy and I was expecting it to go back.  Now that I am 9 weeks post partum, my hair is wavier than it was when I was pregnant and it seems to be getting wavier as more weeks go by.  Wavy hair is beautiful but I grew up with stick straight hair and honestly I finally grew into that and found haircuts that worked great and learned how to style it and what product to use in during my late 20s.  Now I am back to square one and I am pretty upset about it because I don't have the time or patience to relearn but I guess I don't have a choice.  My hope is it is as wavy in the back as it is in the front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still love my flat iron but I recently invested in a curling iron and velcro rollers and will see how things go from there.  My hair is super thick still but I expect that to change in the next few months.  And my S-I-L who is a hair dresser informed me that with each subsequent child my hair will probably get curlier and curlier.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone has any recommendations on hair product or styling tips for wavy hair, I would love to hear them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-2301986035203457258?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/2301986035203457258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=2301986035203457258' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/2301986035203457258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/2301986035203457258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/07/curly-q.html' title='Curly Q'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3oLofp5USRQ/TiRq04jE-lI/AAAAAAAAArY/qp1vR-uSmoo/s72-c/curly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-294231659730465356</id><published>2011-07-18T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T10:07:21.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brain power.  What brain power?</title><content type='html'>I had really bad pregnancy brain with Olivia.  I read about it but I thought to myself "Really?  Is that even possible?"  And I learned that it is a serious side effect of pregnancy.  Then I had Olivia and I slowly but surely regained all my brain power and going back to work definitely helped me get back to where I was.  Then I got pregnant with Hazel but I was more prepared so it didn't seem so bad.  I made lists and tried not to rely on my memory alone.  Then I had Hazel and was ready to be my old self.  I read that BF can be a brain sucker as well but I didn't experience this with Olivia but I am having a brain drain with Hazel.  I am a lot dumber than I was when I was pregnant.  Somedays I think "Can I get any dumber?"  I am scared to find out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-294231659730465356?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/294231659730465356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=294231659730465356' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/294231659730465356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/294231659730465356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/07/brain-power-what-brain-power.html' title='Brain power.  What brain power?'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-33991604060858574</id><published>2011-07-18T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T09:39:56.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My new best friend - My Medela Pump</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rlPEsxaa-sk/TiRhk5Xo8JI/AAAAAAAAArQ/eceVQJX_q1g/s1600/Medela2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rlPEsxaa-sk/TiRhk5Xo8JI/AAAAAAAAArQ/eceVQJX_q1g/s320/Medela2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630732720623120530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Hazel was born she was a natural latcher and breast feeding was so so much easier than it was with Olivia.  I was so happy.  But we ran into a few problems.  She was having a problem gaining back to her birth weight.  The doctor didn't seemed concerned but I was.  Then I went to a breastfeeding support group at the hospital and that is when I realized that even though Hazel was a good latcher she was a lazy nurser.  She just didn't suck hard enough to get all the milk.  Plus I didn't have the patience to spend 1-1.5 hours nursing and burping.  She was a spit-uppy baby.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I started to worry about her weight gain and my milk supply.  So I started pumping between week 3-4.  I was worried because I wasn't producing much milk yet.  I started taking fenugreek and blessed thistle to increase my supply.  It worked really well with Olivia.  Bad news was Hazel was super sensitive and it made her gassy and super fussy.  I got a prescription for Reglan but I started drinking Mother's Milk tea because my doula said the amount of fenugreek and blessed thistle were a lot less.  I tried the tea with Olivia but I hated the taste.  It has a black licorice flavor but since I feel so strongly about breastmilk the first few weeks/months I started drinking it and it helped a ton.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I exclusively pumped with Olivia, I knew what I was getting in to and I had a lot of mixed feelings.  I wanted to give Hazel the benefits of BM but I didn't want to be tied down to the breast pump like I was before.  I was pumping 8-10 times to build my supply.  Luckily with technology and the iPhone I found the "What to Expect When Expecting" Ap and there was a group of ladies who were exclusively pumping and I learned a lot of new tips that has made it bearable.  Almost everyday since I started pumping  I considered quitting atleast once and it was probably because of my dumb pregnancy rash but things are going much better.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I learned from the Exclusively Pumping forum are:  Pumping Pals are flanges that curve so it isn't painful to pump especially when I have to do it multiple times a day.  And it has a hands free sling that I use every time I pump.  I don't have to pump 8 times a day for the rest of the year.  I have actually cut it down to 4 times a day.  I have to spend a little bit more time pumping but atleast I have more freedom from the house and engorgement.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bad things I have experienced this time is mastitis and I think I might have thrush.  I don't have the classic signs but I am going to ask the doctor about it tomorrow.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall I have learned that the first six weeks of BF are rough.  There are a lot of problems that moms can run into.  Even though Hazel was a good latcher and I never had sore nipples, I didn't expect her to be a weak nurser.  I do realize I could have nursed and pumped and supplemented and she could have outgrown the problem.  She won't nurse now.  The bottle is way to convenient for her.  Burping a newborn can be a long process and based on Hazel and Olivia I have babies that spit up quite a bit.  There are awesome lactation consultant services in Boise and BF support groups here and honestly if I wasn't coming back to work and planning to pump anyway I probably would have stuck with it.  On a side note we did buy a new upright freezer to store my milk supply which is so nice because our freezer was packed so full it was a pain in the butt to get anything out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-33991604060858574?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/33991604060858574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=33991604060858574' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/33991604060858574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/33991604060858574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-new-best-friend-my-medela-pump.html' title='My new best friend - My Medela Pump'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rlPEsxaa-sk/TiRhk5Xo8JI/AAAAAAAAArQ/eceVQJX_q1g/s72-c/Medela2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-7826527247454933720</id><published>2011-07-18T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T08:28:49.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to work means back to blogging</title><content type='html'>I am back to work atleast part time for the next couple of weeks then I will be working full time.  Hopefully this means I will start blogging regularly because I will have some type of routine that involves me sitting at a computer.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved reading about everyone's happenings over the summer so thank you to those who still post.  I spend a lot of time pumping so I need something to keep me entertained.  There have been many times that I would like to comment but the RSS feeder app on my phone doesn't give me that option.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-7826527247454933720?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/7826527247454933720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=7826527247454933720' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/7826527247454933720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/7826527247454933720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/07/back-to-work-means-back-to-blogging.html' title='Back to work means back to blogging'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-5458220881228055452</id><published>2011-06-01T20:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T20:39:49.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Olivia's broken leg</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OnhPzRfhBec/TecFwOfTCAI/AAAAAAAAArE/b5_AK0lQyfQ/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OnhPzRfhBec/TecFwOfTCAI/AAAAAAAAArE/b5_AK0lQyfQ/s320/photo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613461786621839362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia broke her leg in two places the Tuesday before Hazel was born.  She got a soft cast the following Wednesday and had an appointment with the orthopedic pediatric surgeon on the Monday which is also the day I got out of the hospital.  We had an appointment today and she gets her cast off in 10 days.  Good thing kids heal fast.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She actually moves really well in her cast and whenever we ask her if she wants to take her cast off she says no.  I am glad she gets it off sooner than later.  I thought is was going to be 6 weeks.  But she still gets to enjoy the summer and swimming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-5458220881228055452?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/5458220881228055452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=5458220881228055452' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/5458220881228055452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/5458220881228055452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/06/olivias-broken-leg.html' title='Olivia&apos;s broken leg'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OnhPzRfhBec/TecFwOfTCAI/AAAAAAAAArE/b5_AK0lQyfQ/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-8124072166906827924</id><published>2011-05-22T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T08:25:54.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Baby Hazel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gr5mYFlvhM8/TdmC21czFcI/AAAAAAAAAq8/fLyquaIH5VU/s1600/IMG_4789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gr5mYFlvhM8/TdmC21czFcI/AAAAAAAAAq8/fLyquaIH5VU/s320/IMG_4789.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609658689439077826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 week old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hazel Jean Durtschi arrived Friday, May 14, 2011 at 8:46 pm via csection.  She was 7 lbs 14 oz and 19.5 inches long.  I started going into labor around noon, Mike took me to the birthing center around 4 pm.  I'll admit it was painful.  The Hypnobabies stuff wasn't working for me.  Ever since I had the rash, I could never ever really get into a deep hypnosis when I practiced for the last two weeks.  So anyone who does it naturally is awesome.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got an internal exam because my contractions were getting really close together and they were about 2 minutes long.  I was 100% effaced and only 1 cm.  My doula thought I would have been atleast 5 cm based on my contractions.  The midwife felt a bum instead of a head.  They did an ultrasound to confirm and then we had to transfer to a hospital.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an appointment that Monday and she was head down and since week 28 she was head down.  I am pretty sure that the next day when I was trying to sleep on the lazy boy that she flipped.  I am shocked because she was so much bigger than Olivia and there wasn't much room left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the csection the OB said that my scar was pretty thin and deteriorating and she thought my uterus could have ruptured if I would have done a VBAC and she would recommend in the future to only have csections.  So while I wanted to do a VBAC, I don't feel too disappointed that I didn't because 1.  it hurt like hell 2. I think Hazel knew what was best and decided that she needed to be breech so I could have a csection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things I hate about csections is the anxiety during the surgery and the recovery.  People talk about the miracle of birth, I think it is the miracle of recover.  I hate being in the hospital for 3 days and being confined to a bed.  I hate not being able to sit up by myself for days and moving like a slow old lady.  I hate being on pain medication.  I hate the constipation caused by the pain killers and the anxiety about finally having a bowel movement.  One thing I had this time around were killer hemorrhoids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately my PUPPP rash came back and I got super paranoid and that is all I have been able to think about the last week.  It was torture and I don't want to go through that again but I started my routine and hopefully I have it under control meaning not spreading but itches like crazy.  I have a lot of things to blog about but not much time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side the thing I struggled with most with Olivia came really easy with Hazel.  It was the nursing.  Hazel was a natural and latched on like a pro.  It also helped that I had some idea what I was doing.  With Olivia I always did the football hold because of the csection and her body harness but the lactation consultant taught me how to do the cradle hold.  I only feel comfortable nursing with the boppy pillow but hopefully I can get comfortable enough without it.  My nipples did bleed a bit for 2 days but I caught it fast and it healed itself thankfully.  And I can honestly say that BF doesn't hurt which I never experienced with Olivia.  We have our bad days where I have a hard time getting her to latch properly but hopefully we will have more good days than bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-8124072166906827924?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/8124072166906827924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=8124072166906827924' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/8124072166906827924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/8124072166906827924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/05/welcome-baby-hazel.html' title='Welcome Baby Hazel'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gr5mYFlvhM8/TdmC21czFcI/AAAAAAAAAq8/fLyquaIH5VU/s72-c/IMG_4789.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-834238052319769928</id><published>2011-05-03T08:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T08:44:45.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PUPPPS aka pregnancy rash</title><content type='html'>So I broke out in a rash that is pregnancy related.  I thought no big deal.  I have had eczema before, I can handle this.  Boy oh boy I was wrong.  First of all I should have known better to not scratch it.  But I did and it felt so good and it spread.  It started out in my new stretch marks.  And yes my belly is bigger than last time and I have gotten new stretch marks.  I was using lavender oil but then it got really bad and it kept me up at night and I had to google it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pretty sure my liver is being overloaded with the pregnancy and it is trying to detox through my skin.  So I have been taking dandelion root to help support my liver and flax seed oil for the omega-3s.  I have fish oil pills but sometimes they give me fishy burps so I stopped taking those a long time ago i.e first trimester.  I have also been rubbing vinegar on the rash and it burns so bad but after it evaporates it brings me a lot of relief from the itch.  I also went to the Boise coop yesterday and bought some Grandpa's pine tar soap which was highly recommended by many other pregnant women.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weird thing about this rash is there is no one catch all solution.  Different things work for different women.  Even prescription medication doesn't work for all women.  Most pregnant women get the rash at the end of the pregnancy but some also get it after they have the baby.  My hope is I can get my rash to heal and manage the itch and hopefully it will clear up after I have the baby.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I have to do a liver detox.  I can tell by the way my foot looks from foot zoning.  I did a liver detox before I conceived Olivia and Hazel.  Unfortunately I can't do a detox until I am done nursing.   Anyway that is my complaint for the week and by far the rash has been the worst thing I have experienced while pregnant.  Even worse than morning sickness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-834238052319769928?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/834238052319769928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=834238052319769928' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/834238052319769928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/834238052319769928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/05/puppps-aka-pregnancy-rash.html' title='PUPPPS aka pregnancy rash'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-1651118542564603942</id><published>2011-04-29T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T12:07:54.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter</title><content type='html'>I have photos but that would require more work than I am prepared to do right now to download the photos and resize them for the blog.  Our original plans were to spend Easter weekend in Boise but I had to attend a funeral in Logan so we spent Easter with Mike's family.  Both of my sisters came for the funeral from California so it was nice to see them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike's family had a big Easter party with their neighborhood and Olivia had a great time playing with all the kids.  She also enjoyed the Easter egg hunt but I think she liked playing with the flashlight more.  Hopefully I can get some pictures uploaded this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-1651118542564603942?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/1651118542564603942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=1651118542564603942' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/1651118542564603942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/1651118542564603942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-2660109542526429920</id><published>2011-04-29T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T12:03:24.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pregnancy update</title><content type='html'>So close yet so far away.  Things are going really well other than I am uncomfortable.  I broke out in a pregnancy rash which is just annoying but nothing serious.  I started taking dandelion root yesterday so hopefully my flare ups will die down a bit.  I have my bag packed and the babies stuff ready.  I have been listening to my hypnobabies CDs.  The only thing I have left to do is find a sitter for Olivia for when we go to the birthing center.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a pregnancy massage today and I have to say that I was super impressed.  The massage therapist shares office space with my chiropractor and it was nice to go to someone who obviously has worked on a lot of pregnant women.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have much motivation at this point to keep updating my blog because nothing is really going on so this might be one of my few entries until the baby comes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-2660109542526429920?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/2660109542526429920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=2660109542526429920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/2660109542526429920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/2660109542526429920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/04/pregnancy-update_29.html' title='Pregnancy update'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-561120542488896659</id><published>2011-04-15T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T12:57:51.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>It was my birthday yesterday.  30 years old.  Didn't do anything spectacular but Mike did take me to lunch and we went to the park and ate some junk food.  Today I had a chiropractor appointment thankfully.  Tomorrow is Mike's birthday and hopefully we can get some nice weather and do something fun.  It is hard to plan stuff to do when I am super pregnant.  Hopefully my 30s will be just as exciting if not more than my 20s.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-561120542488896659?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/561120542488896659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=561120542488896659' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/561120542488896659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/561120542488896659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-5376179083131111082</id><published>2011-04-11T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T18:00:51.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pregnancy update</title><content type='html'>I had my 34 week appointment today and everything is going really well.  I have been measuring a week bigger than my due date.  My due date was based on the first day of my last period but when I had my ultrasound at 22 weeks the baby's measurements had my due date 5 days earlier.  The birthing center left my due date later just in case I went over 40 weeks but my midwife said I have been measuring 1 week bigger which is exciting.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited because hopefully the baby will come around her new due date which is almost a week earlier and if anyone has been pregnant knows time moves like molasses during the last month.  So 5 days is a huge deal.  It makes me a little nervous because that means I have less time to get my stuff ready for the baby.  Really the only thing I am worried about is packing my hospital bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The midwife also asked me if this baby has felt different than my pregnancy with Olivia.  I guess another mom who had a breech baby at first and a head down baby this time said she was in a lot more pain.  I said exactly the same thing.  I never ever had any discomfort in my hips with Olivia toward the end and this baby has been really uncomfortable.  I figured it was because she is head down.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another good thing is the baby is head down and she is sitting low enough the chances of her flipping are very very slim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-5376179083131111082?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/5376179083131111082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=5376179083131111082' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/5376179083131111082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/5376179083131111082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/04/pregnancy-update.html' title='Pregnancy update'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-7080513914226411942</id><published>2011-04-06T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T10:20:18.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Placenta Encapsulation</title><content type='html'>Sounds weird but it is exactly what it sounds like.  Putting the placenta into capsules.  I am going to do it.  My last prenatal I was asking about postpartum depression.  I had it with Olivia.  I didn't ever talk about it but it really sucked.  I had to get on an antidepressant and I felt really guilty about it but it did make me feel a lot better.  So my plan was to get on an antidepressant sooner than later with baby 2.  I am pretty sure I wouldn't have given up on nursing if I wasn't so frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My midwife gave me a brochure on placenta encapsulation.  She said it is quite popular in Boise.  I did a lot of research and I know it sounds gross but based on what I knew already about other cultures the placenta is a really sacred organ.  If it can help me avoid postpartum depression and recover quicker and it is all natural, it is definitely worth a try.  I was going to wait to share but I though just maybe there might be someone out there that might consider it too.  Here is the website of the person I am going through:  &lt;a href="http://synergybirthservices.com/PlacentaEncapsulation.aspx"&gt;http://synergybirthservices.com/PlacentaEncapsulation.aspx&lt;/a&gt; Here is a website with a lot of information and testimonials&lt;a href="http://placentabenefits.info/"&gt;http://placentabenefits.info/&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-7080513914226411942?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/7080513914226411942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=7080513914226411942' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/7080513914226411942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/7080513914226411942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/04/placenta-encapsulation.html' title='Placenta Encapsulation'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-2246225052155648378</id><published>2011-03-30T10:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T10:12:05.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Olivia does that too</title><content type='html'>This is in response to one of the comments on a previous post about Olivia and her telling me where to go when I drive.  She is also very picky about the music.  Most of the time she tells us to turn off the radio.  She also tells us when to close the window and when to roll it down.  She has actually become very very bossy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has also become super super independent i.e. she has to do it herself or her way.  I figure that is the 3's rolling around a little early.  But on the bright side yesterday she ran into the bathroom, took her pants off, took her diaper off and moved her step stool to the toilet and went to the bathroom.  She remembered to wipe and flush and wash her hands without any reminders.  I was thoroughly impressed so I let her wear panties and she made it until early afternoon before she had an accident.  I told her that morning that if she peed in her panties she would have to wear a diaper.  So after she had her accident she took her panties off and got a diaper and took it to Mike.  Maybe if we are lucky she will potty train herself.  That would be great but it is okay if it doesn't happen though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-2246225052155648378?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/2246225052155648378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=2246225052155648378' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/2246225052155648378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/2246225052155648378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/03/olivia-does-that-too.html' title='Olivia does that too'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-8134636881315144697</id><published>2011-03-30T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T10:01:09.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, yes and yes</title><content type='html'>I had my 32 week appointment on Monday and YES I gained 10lbs in the last month.  I guess that makes up for the 2 months I didn't gain anything.  I know I am pregnant and all but it is pretty embarrassing to realize I gained that much weight.  I didn't think my diet had changed that much.  We did make a trip to Utah and we ate more fast food than usual and that is when the weight started to pack on.  Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And YES, the baby is head down.  The midwife is pretty sure the baby won't be turning anymore because there is no room left.  Basically my tummy is growing outward.  I am pretty happy about that.  I have been visiting the chiropractor regularly since February and I am happy to report that the chiropractor has been able to relieve a slew of pregnancy discomforts.  I have been during pelvic tilts and what not.  I'll admit I was pretty paranoid between 18-28 weeks about having a breech baby.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And YES, I have been having a pregnancy pity party for myself lately so basically this whole paragraph is a long vent or list of complaints.  I am starting to run out of clothing options and it isn't so fun to try to do laundry every few days.  Most of the time I feel like a big parachute.  Getting ready for work is exhausting but I feel so unattractive if I don't blow dry my hair and straighten it and wear makeup.  I pull my hair up into a pony tail most of the time but the days I am swelling in the face I just can't bare to look in the mirror.  If I stand up too long, I get a backache because gravity just pulls on my tummy.  My muscles are getting so tight and I try to stretch but it isn't enjoyable.  Exercise - I rarely do that.  Walking back and forth on campus is exercise enough.  I have been a big forgetful spree.  I lost my office keys but Mike found those in the laundry.  I lost the remote so we had to buy a new universal remote on Monday.  I misplaced my work laptop charger.  Hopefully one day everything will turn up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-8134636881315144697?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/8134636881315144697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=8134636881315144697' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/8134636881315144697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/8134636881315144697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/03/yes-yes-and-yes.html' title='Yes, yes and yes'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-6578950151163542037</id><published>2011-03-28T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T09:04:13.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go that way</title><content type='html'>We already have a back seat driver on our hands.  I knew it would eventually happened but not at this age.  Whenever we are in the car/van she is always trying to tell us "Go that way" with her finger pointing in that direction.  Usually she is trying to direct us to the park.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-6578950151163542037?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/6578950151163542037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=6578950151163542037' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/6578950151163542037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/6578950151163542037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/03/go-that-way.html' title='Go that way'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-7380728726205188895</id><published>2011-03-22T10:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T10:49:08.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random pics of Olivia</title><content type='html'>Olivia with her new bike from my mom last weekend.  She is freezing but refuses to put her jacket back on.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X_QdHI2mLrY/TYjg4Yv5TqI/AAAAAAAAAqg/aCBxgAkWxE4/s1600/photo%2B1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X_QdHI2mLrY/TYjg4Yv5TqI/AAAAAAAAAqg/aCBxgAkWxE4/s320/photo%2B1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586962597073735330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia on moving day last fall.  She found all this stuff and decided to dress herself.  I think it is funny how her hat makes it look like she is wearing pasties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0IF77Ca25bs/TYjgoyC6cZI/AAAAAAAAAqY/9cDvQ1f0O40/s1600/photo%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0IF77Ca25bs/TYjgoyC6cZI/AAAAAAAAAqY/9cDvQ1f0O40/s320/photo%2B2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586962328986481042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia being silly last spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vQfg7AAs6Es/TYjggmoiFLI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/Im85EqwdgiI/s1600/photo%2B3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vQfg7AAs6Es/TYjggmoiFLI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/Im85EqwdgiI/s320/photo%2B3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586962188484089010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-7380728726205188895?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/7380728726205188895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=7380728726205188895' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/7380728726205188895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/7380728726205188895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/03/random-pics-of-olivia.html' title='Random pics of Olivia'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X_QdHI2mLrY/TYjg4Yv5TqI/AAAAAAAAAqg/aCBxgAkWxE4/s72-c/photo%2B1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-6839406621044872472</id><published>2011-03-22T09:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T09:25:49.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting ready for the baby</title><content type='html'>I know that most books suggest getting ready for the baby later in pregnancy but I am realistic that I am probably going to be too big and miserable to do much of anything by the time I am 36 weeks.  So I have a running list of things to do from now until the baby comes i.e. wash the baby's clothes, make freezer meals, do one last deep cleaning, pack the birth center bag, get the pack-n-play and cloth diapers out.  Hopefully I will be ready to roll by 38 weeks.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I brought out the baby's clothes to wash and Olivia was so so excited.  Olivia was a tiny baby so newborn clothes were way too big so I am expecting that this baby will be on the small side (6 lbs).  I have a decent selection of preemie clothes but whenever I pull them out Olivia thinks they are clothes for her dolls.  I guess I can't blame her since they do fit her dolls perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I pulled out the summer newborn and 0-3 month clothes and Olivia seem to think they were her clothes to wear right now.  Instead of stopping her I let her try on one of the sleepers.  I figured that it would be too small and uncomfortable and she would want to take it off.  She was pretty excited wearing the sleeper and the bib but 10 minutes later it was off.  I didn't get any pictures of her backside but since she wears a cloth diaper and the sleeper was skin tight it made her look like she had a bubble butt.  :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW - Olivia's favorite color is pink.  The hotter the pink the better.  Grandma bought a new fleece blanket for baby #2 which happen to be pink with hot pink trim but Olivia found in the pile of clothes to be washed and she has decided it is her blanket now.  Oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_ochqrqlds/TYjNgsbeEDI/AAAAAAAAAqI/gWfIXFgZGC0/s1600/Olivia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_ochqrqlds/TYjNgsbeEDI/AAAAAAAAAqI/gWfIXFgZGC0/s320/Olivia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586941299318984754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-6839406621044872472?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/6839406621044872472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=6839406621044872472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/6839406621044872472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/6839406621044872472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/03/getting-ready-for-baby.html' title='Getting ready for the baby'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_ochqrqlds/TYjNgsbeEDI/AAAAAAAAAqI/gWfIXFgZGC0/s72-c/Olivia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-1261647183015153306</id><published>2011-03-19T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T11:19:47.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Olivia</title><content type='html'>Olivia helping me make pancakes this morning.  She was suppose to be mixing the batter only but she decided the griddle was ready.  I must admit she has become very helpful with loading the dishwasher with silverware and putting the silverware away in the drawer.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is also sporting a cloth diaper.  I think she looks adorable in cloth diapers even though they make her booty look huge.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XN7JR7kCf-4/TYTzSqnc0II/AAAAAAAAAqA/TDgAyWDjx_M/s1600/pancakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XN7JR7kCf-4/TYTzSqnc0II/AAAAAAAAAqA/TDgAyWDjx_M/s320/pancakes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585856939849207938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia helping me pick up toys right before bedtime.  She is quite a character.  That is the bowl that goes in her potty training toilet that never gets used.  She prefers sitting on the big toilet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QEkeSNlMlSI/TYTy9I6RoFI/AAAAAAAAAp4/RIr5NePB2tc/s1600/olivia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QEkeSNlMlSI/TYTy9I6RoFI/AAAAAAAAAp4/RIr5NePB2tc/s320/olivia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585856570024108114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is what happens when toddlers skip their naps.  They fall asleep on the carpet while they are whining right before dinnertime.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c8EpXMGum6E/TYTy0roUeHI/AAAAAAAAApw/0EpporM4obo/s1600/sleeping_olivia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c8EpXMGum6E/TYTy0roUeHI/AAAAAAAAApw/0EpporM4obo/s320/sleeping_olivia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585856424725215346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-1261647183015153306?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/1261647183015153306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=1261647183015153306' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/1261647183015153306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/1261647183015153306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/03/olivia.html' title='Olivia'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XN7JR7kCf-4/TYTzSqnc0II/AAAAAAAAAqA/TDgAyWDjx_M/s72-c/pancakes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-5759612320477688448</id><published>2011-03-19T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T11:12:01.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pregnancy and such</title><content type='html'>I am 31 weeks today.  We finished our last hypnobabies class and it is basically maintenance of my hypnoscripts until the baby comes.  I have been really packing on the pounds lately and I saw a picture that Mike took of me and I was shocked how fat/swollen I looked already.  I know it comes with the territory.  Yes I would love the baby to come after her guess date because it is best but let's face it pregnancy can get really uncomfortable towards the end.  Thankfully the chiropractor has been able to help alleviate a lot of discomfort but I still have to deal with the gigantic huge belly, not being able to bend over and just the limited mobility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The countdown continues to my 30th birthday, springtime and 40 weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-5759612320477688448?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/5759612320477688448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=5759612320477688448' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/5759612320477688448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/5759612320477688448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/03/pregnancy-and-such.html' title='Pregnancy and such'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-6304355407970361389</id><published>2011-03-19T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T11:05:26.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Owl project</title><content type='html'>I found this cute owl tutorial and I thought it might be fun to make for Olivia and the baby.  It was on my long long list of things to do but I actually got to it a lot sooner than I expected.  We took a trip to Utah last weekend and my MIL has a great stash of fabric and since I only needed small pieces of fabric I was able to find almost everything I needed.  I was slightly worried about making the owl because I thought it might be a little advanced for my sewing skills but I was able to sew majority of the owls in one day.  I can't find the blog I got the pattern from but if anyone wants it I can send you the pattern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of the owls.  They are still missing the beaks and one owl is missing the eyeballs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-poEgjjuFiw0/TYTwWBh0GZI/AAAAAAAAApo/0fR9RJVCXso/s1600/owl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-poEgjjuFiw0/TYTwWBh0GZI/AAAAAAAAApo/0fR9RJVCXso/s320/owl.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585853699004307858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-6304355407970361389?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/6304355407970361389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=6304355407970361389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/6304355407970361389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/6304355407970361389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/03/owl-project.html' title='Owl project'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-poEgjjuFiw0/TYTwWBh0GZI/AAAAAAAAApo/0fR9RJVCXso/s72-c/owl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-7967514247393752403</id><published>2011-03-19T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T10:58:04.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boppy Pillow cover</title><content type='html'>Since my nesting thing is sewing projects I decided to make a boppy pillow cover.  So I searched the internet for a free pattern and I actually found one that was quite easy.  I was slightly worried because it has been a very long time since I did a zipper by myself.  Anyway it was quite easy and I ended up making two boppy pillow covers.  If you can find material that is on sale you can actually save a ton of money.  Here is the tutorial that I followed:  &lt;a href="http://aloadofcraft.blogspot.com/2010/07/tutorial-how-to-make-boppy-slip-cover.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://aloadofcraft.blogspot.com/2010/07/tutorial-how-to-make-boppy-slip-cover.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6BgZasf7YO8/TYTtGpdbFPI/AAAAAAAAApg/9gukFERMCEM/s1600/boppy_pillow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6BgZasf7YO8/TYTtGpdbFPI/AAAAAAAAApg/9gukFERMCEM/s320/boppy_pillow.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585850136310519026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-7967514247393752403?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/7967514247393752403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=7967514247393752403' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/7967514247393752403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/7967514247393752403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/03/boppy-pillow-cover.html' title='Boppy Pillow cover'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6BgZasf7YO8/TYTtGpdbFPI/AAAAAAAAApg/9gukFERMCEM/s72-c/boppy_pillow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-2337809079695918495</id><published>2011-03-19T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T10:41:31.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pillowcase</title><content type='html'>The pillowcase I made for Olivia's memory foam pillow.  My MIL's sewing machine does embroidery so I actually put Olivia's name around the edge of the pillowcase.  I know it is overkill but I thought Olivia might appreciate it when she is older.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9aQhRApVyo0/TYTqvSbo6rI/AAAAAAAAApY/k4AUkasYLnw/s1600/pillowcase.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9aQhRApVyo0/TYTqvSbo6rI/AAAAAAAAApY/k4AUkasYLnw/s320/pillowcase.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585847535968774834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-2337809079695918495?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/2337809079695918495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=2337809079695918495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/2337809079695918495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/2337809079695918495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/03/pillowcase.html' title='Pillowcase'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9aQhRApVyo0/TYTqvSbo6rI/AAAAAAAAApY/k4AUkasYLnw/s72-c/pillowcase.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-3883756030169343616</id><published>2011-03-10T10:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T10:32:40.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheeky the horse</title><content type='html'>This is the rocking horse Olivia got for Christmas.  We named him Cheeky.  Earlier this week she was kneeling next to Cheeky and I overheard her talking to him.  She said "You take me to Grandma's house?"  I thought it was adorable.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xK0c2wHgJi8/TXkZDcIgrqI/AAAAAAAAApI/WQ5XBEhnKsY/s1600/cheeky01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xK0c2wHgJi8/TXkZDcIgrqI/AAAAAAAAApI/WQ5XBEhnKsY/s320/cheeky01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582520759984631458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hlqTgkad3eo/TXkZNq9jxjI/AAAAAAAAApQ/dZ9tgy92wN4/s1600/cheeky02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hlqTgkad3eo/TXkZNq9jxjI/AAAAAAAAApQ/dZ9tgy92wN4/s320/cheeky02.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582520935763920434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-3883756030169343616?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/3883756030169343616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=3883756030169343616' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/3883756030169343616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/3883756030169343616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/03/cheeky-horse.html' title='Cheeky the horse'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xK0c2wHgJi8/TXkZDcIgrqI/AAAAAAAAApI/WQ5XBEhnKsY/s72-c/cheeky01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-425882648769576860</id><published>2011-03-08T15:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T15:41:14.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My awesome husband</title><content type='html'>Being in Boise has resulted in no regular footzones.  I guess Mike had been monitoring my feet especially my lymph system and offered to give me a foot rub which actually resulted in him giving me a couple of footzones with a lot of direction.  It felt pretty good.  I can't complain because at this point I will take what I can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another awesome thing Mike did was bake bread and it turned out great.  He didn't have to measure everything because I keep batches of the dry ingredients in the freezer he did take the initiative to proof the yeast, mix everything in the bosch, roll the dough into the pan and bake it.  So one day when this baby gets here I won't be the only person responsible for making bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably don't tell him enough in multiple ways but I love and appreciate everything Mike does for me and our family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-425882648769576860?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/425882648769576860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=425882648769576860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/425882648769576860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/425882648769576860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-awesome-husband.html' title='My awesome husband'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-7548239079590070590</id><published>2011-03-08T15:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T15:36:33.058-08:00</updated><title type='text'>29 weeks pregnant</title><content type='html'>I am so excited to finally be reaching the 30 week point this Saturday.  I'll be elated when it is finally 38 weeks but that feels like too far away.  Overall I think I look pretty good but I could be packing on some major pounds the last few weeks.  But honestly my eating habits are a lot better this time with a lot of education of what I have to eat.  With Olivia my weight gain was crazy the last few weeks but that could have been due too the summer heat and I was eating way to much sugar.  My belly is huge and sometimes Mike can't believe how big it is and how fast it can grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I am thankful it is still cool in Boise, I am really looking forward to spring and some sunshine.  The gloomy, cloudy weather can get really depressing after awhile.  I am starting to get uncomfortably hot at night when I sleep.  My sleep is decent for being pregnant.  I have to use my body pillow.  I feel like I am starving all the time but after a few bites I feel absolutely full.  I can't wait for the baby to drop down so my stomach can get some room.  I am honestly tired all the time like I can't get enough sleep.  I visit the chiropractor twice a week for now to help get my hips into alignment and help with lower back pain, indigestion, stress carried in the neck and hemorrhoids.  I am nesting like a maniac and can't wait for my sewing machine to get here.  I am pretty sure I trimmed and painted my toes by myself for the last time this week.  Dried figs and dark truffle chocolates are some of my favorite snacks.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I experienced my first charlie horse two weeks ago and it was as an pleasant as I remember.  I haven't been taking my prenatals regularly.  They made me super constipated but I also realize what I am not supplementing back into my body the baby is going to take from my body anyways so I need to do it for myself.  In addition to the prenatal, I am taking additional calcium and eating bananas regularly and I haven't had one in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia is growing so fast.  I just can't believe that I had her 2.5 years ago.  Sometimes I wish I could just bottle her up and stop her from growing.  This age has it ups and downs and I can't imagine what the threes will be like but she is definitely an independent girl.  She loves to pick her own clothes which are usually pink, frilly or a dress.  She only likes to have shoes she can put on herself.  She prefers to have her hair down instead of pull back into any type of style.  She loves nursery.  She will and tries to climb everything.  The best way of teaching her is to model that behavior and being consistent.  Thankfully she sleeps in her own bed.  Unfortunately it is hit and miss on the naps.  Our bedtime routine consists of pj change, brushing teeth, family prayer, picking up her room, reading books and singing songs.  Making her help me pick up her room has resulted in her not dumping her toys every single day which I am thankful for.  She loves breakfast and her favorite is eggs.  And she loves to eat most fruits.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite things is how she imitates Mike and I.  It is crazy how much she picks up from observations.  Every parents does the best they can but I can't help but feel a little guilty that I am not doing enough or teaching her enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-7548239079590070590?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/7548239079590070590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=7548239079590070590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/7548239079590070590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/7548239079590070590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/03/29-weeks-pregnant.html' title='29 weeks pregnant'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-7535246385440006860</id><published>2011-03-07T13:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T13:12:55.298-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new present to myself</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I hoard my money from birthdays and Christmas and doing side jobs.  I have a huge wish list of things I would love to buy but I usually don't until just recently.  I am glad that Jenny suggested that I was nesting because I didn't know what has gotten into me lately.  So I am just going with the flow so I can get as much done as possible before I loose all my energy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother in law has the nicest sewing machine I have ever used.  It is electronic and I have never had problems with tension and it is so easy to set up and clean up and runs like a dream.  I usually save all my sewing projects to complete at her house.  I have a huge list of sewing projects to do and I was thinking to myself, I would love to get a new sewing machine but I wonder how much it would be.  I have a mechanical one but I think the last time I used it I just couldn't get the tension right.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow!  Bernina sewing machines are expensive but I know that they are worth every penny but that was out of my budget.  I googled around for reviews on sewing machines.  Then I read reviews for a brothers electronic sewing machine and I found it at overstock for an amazing price plus it got amazing reviews.  So I took the plunge and bought it and hopefully it will be here really soon.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not the prettiest machine but if it runs like all the reviews say it does I should have some projects complete before the baby comes.  My hope is this sewing bug doesn't fade after the baby comes because I really do love to sew.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qp9QD5JsJHg/TXVKOb2881I/AAAAAAAAAo0/9wya8fV1ncU/s1600/sewing_machine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qp9QD5JsJHg/TXVKOb2881I/AAAAAAAAAo0/9wya8fV1ncU/s320/sewing_machine.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581448925052466002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-7535246385440006860?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/7535246385440006860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=7535246385440006860' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/7535246385440006860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/7535246385440006860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/03/new-present-to-my-myself.html' title='A new present to myself'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qp9QD5JsJHg/TXVKOb2881I/AAAAAAAAAo0/9wya8fV1ncU/s72-c/sewing_machine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-3703086865619625023</id><published>2011-03-04T10:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T10:48:46.791-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To quilt or not to quilt</title><content type='html'>So I have been bouncing back and forth about making Olivia a quilt.  Making quilts now a days isn't cheaper than buying one from a store.  Actually it is quite expensive after purchasing the materials and all the time spent putting it together.  But I thought it would be nice to make something for Olivia.  After talking to Mike about it he encouraged me to make one for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a couple of sewing classes in high school and have made two quilts.  I am a decent sewer but I would love to learn how to make more things.  I have been following a few sewing blogs and I am very intrigued with repurposing clothes, alternating and making kids clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out and invested in quilting/sewing supplies which can be quite pricey but most of the items were 40% off at JoAnn's.  Mike couldn't believe how much some of that stuff sells for.  I would have loved to get the biggest and best but I didn't have the budget for it so hopefully I bought everything I needed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HdfTxiSXu3Y/TXEzwKhJLJI/AAAAAAAAAoI/HNWAi_hUg54/s1600/supplies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 248px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HdfTxiSXu3Y/TXEzwKhJLJI/AAAAAAAAAoI/HNWAi_hUg54/s320/supplies.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580298315838860434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the material I picked out for Olivia's quilt.  I love love love that flower material.  I made Olivia a pillow case a couple of weeks ago out of the same material.  I've prewashed and ironed everything.  My next task will be to cut out all the pieces and sew it all together.  I'll be happy if I can get that done by Christmas this year.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8i18zCd0dEE/TXEz_G3GuJI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/jTehmIdLmMQ/s1600/quilt_material.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8i18zCd0dEE/TXEz_G3GuJI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/jTehmIdLmMQ/s320/quilt_material.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580298572555270290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-3703086865619625023?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/3703086865619625023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=3703086865619625023' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/3703086865619625023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/3703086865619625023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/03/to-quilt-or-not-to-quilt.html' title='To quilt or not to quilt'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HdfTxiSXu3Y/TXEzwKhJLJI/AAAAAAAAAoI/HNWAi_hUg54/s72-c/supplies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-3950033189608658602</id><published>2011-03-04T10:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T10:26:51.977-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crafty projects</title><content type='html'>I made folder activities for Olivia to play with during church.  I am thankful the website I used gave me the option to print color so all I had to do is laminate and cut and a lot of cutting I did.  I bought an awesome home laminator from Amazon for $20 and it worked great.  I also bought a book from Desseret book that has a Book of Mormon folder games and activities that have similar items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OAW0jJKSxZg/TXEuD9Rdh5I/AAAAAAAAAn4/M30AJL_KqG4/s1600/folder_fun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OAW0jJKSxZg/TXEuD9Rdh5I/AAAAAAAAAn4/M30AJL_KqG4/s320/folder_fun.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580292058811041682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also made lacing cards which might be a little advanced for Olivia but I figured it would be a good challenge and activity to work on her fine motor skills.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VgtNSoGAmBM/TXEujFMgT4I/AAAAAAAAAoA/y8403CQoJ2o/s1600/lacing_cards.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VgtNSoGAmBM/TXEujFMgT4I/AAAAAAAAAoA/y8403CQoJ2o/s320/lacing_cards.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580292593513680770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-3950033189608658602?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/3950033189608658602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=3950033189608658602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/3950033189608658602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/3950033189608658602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/03/crafty-projects.html' title='Crafty projects'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OAW0jJKSxZg/TXEuD9Rdh5I/AAAAAAAAAn4/M30AJL_KqG4/s72-c/folder_fun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-9039500513592112961</id><published>2011-03-04T10:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T12:59:18.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Babybook finished</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-87xpWf18lAo/TXEtBOmORhI/AAAAAAAAAnw/IeQ1M2ycu3o/s1600/baby_book.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-87xpWf18lAo/TXEtBOmORhI/AAAAAAAAAnw/IeQ1M2ycu3o/s320/baby_book.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580290912410289682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-9039500513592112961?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/9039500513592112961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=9039500513592112961' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/9039500513592112961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/9039500513592112961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/03/babybook-finished.html' title='Babybook finished'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-87xpWf18lAo/TXEtBOmORhI/AAAAAAAAAnw/IeQ1M2ycu3o/s72-c/baby_book.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-140459331363380533</id><published>2011-02-24T14:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T14:46:52.525-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Olivia and her pants</title><content type='html'>Last week it snowed and Olivia wanted to go outside so I told her to put some clothes on and she had to wear pants and shoes.  I was half asleep so I didn't help her but she was super resourceful.  I have to tie her wardrobe shut or she will pull all the clothes out while looking for a dress so her only options are the clothes laying around the living room from a previous wardrobe change.  She couldn't find any pants laying around so she put her red shirt on as pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was pretty hilarious but at least she remembered our talk about one leg goes in one hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rvEOqp_urCo/TWbfqrRc2_I/AAAAAAAAAng/tfexcUVuMho/s1600/red_shirt01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rvEOqp_urCo/TWbfqrRc2_I/AAAAAAAAAng/tfexcUVuMho/s320/red_shirt01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577391112808356850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BUShMvxujQU/TWbfwoFCR0I/AAAAAAAAAno/IiceP3N2f54/s1600/red_shirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BUShMvxujQU/TWbfwoFCR0I/AAAAAAAAAno/IiceP3N2f54/s320/red_shirt.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577391215030191938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-140459331363380533?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/140459331363380533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=140459331363380533' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/140459331363380533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/140459331363380533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/02/olivia-and-her-pants.html' title='Olivia and her pants'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rvEOqp_urCo/TWbfqrRc2_I/AAAAAAAAAng/tfexcUVuMho/s72-c/red_shirt01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-5760189361932283253</id><published>2011-02-24T14:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T14:38:19.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>President's Day Weekend</title><content type='html'>We headed down to Utah to visit Mike's family for the long weekend.  I was prepared and brought a lot of half baked projects I had to finish and amazingly enough I did complete them all but that is another post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went swimming at the wave pool in Layton and Olivia loved every moment.  She probably swallowed way too much pool water but I can't get her to keep her mouth shut.  Then we went out to dinner with my sister at Tepanyaki which was fun.  It was my first time.  Olivia loved every moment with her cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to church on Sunday and I had to throw in this random picture of Mike and Olivia before church.  I don't get many pictures of Mike.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-st_NvR5LXMQ/TWbdM8KrXCI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/hyHjSWOhTHQ/s1600/Mike_Olivia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-st_NvR5LXMQ/TWbdM8KrXCI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/hyHjSWOhTHQ/s320/Mike_Olivia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577388402924018722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia found Adie's puppy and loved it the whole time.  Aunt Emily decided to give it to Olivia and it has joined Olivia's toy posse that she sleeps with every night.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LvnjJLUDaR0/TWbdnuVSBLI/AAAAAAAAAnY/kEhcmDYDxOc/s1600/Olivia_church.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 257px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LvnjJLUDaR0/TWbdnuVSBLI/AAAAAAAAAnY/kEhcmDYDxOc/s320/Olivia_church.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577388863066866866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note.  Olivia has more hair on one side of her head and whenever I do pigtails they are never balanced.  And it is really noticeable when grandma curls them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-5760189361932283253?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/5760189361932283253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=5760189361932283253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/5760189361932283253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/5760189361932283253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/02/presidents-day-weekend.html' title='President&apos;s Day Weekend'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-st_NvR5LXMQ/TWbdM8KrXCI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/hyHjSWOhTHQ/s72-c/Mike_Olivia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-6006036552939030122</id><published>2011-02-24T14:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T14:31:44.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet babyfood deals</title><content type='html'>I have been working on our food storage and since we are expecting a baby and all this hoopla about the inflation of the dollar and the imminent skyrocketing of food prices I decided to stock up on baby food.  Mike thinks I should have bought more but I sometimes chicken out on buying too much on my first purchase.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought all this organic baby food from Babies R Us when they had a sale and used manufacturer's coupons and it only cost us $26.  I got 40 stage 2 and 10 stage 3 jars of food.  I am pretty proud of myself.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VsjrCynFmXg/TWbbJXoYBVI/AAAAAAAAAnA/qAZd_6onQxI/s1600/babyfood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VsjrCynFmXg/TWbbJXoYBVI/AAAAAAAAAnA/qAZd_6onQxI/s320/babyfood.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577386142553605458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also found a great deal on another brand of organic babyfood from Amazon.com.  It was half price and it received excellent reviews.  Olivia ate a pouch and loved it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QdnuxVUev2I/TWbb1QRPpoI/AAAAAAAAAnI/EqKQR5j0vXE/s1600/41I0w6XPEsL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QdnuxVUev2I/TWbb1QRPpoI/AAAAAAAAAnI/EqKQR5j0vXE/s320/41I0w6XPEsL.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577386896491783810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-6006036552939030122?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/6006036552939030122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=6006036552939030122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/6006036552939030122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/6006036552939030122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/02/sweet-babyfood-deals.html' title='Sweet babyfood deals'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VsjrCynFmXg/TWbbJXoYBVI/AAAAAAAAAnA/qAZd_6onQxI/s72-c/babyfood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-4515465150241877171</id><published>2011-02-24T14:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T14:23:00.635-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures of Olivia</title><content type='html'>I am terrible of taking pictures consistently but I thought it might be nice to throw these random ones of Olivia.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jDLqE3zWehE/TWbZ3TdBu2I/AAAAAAAAAmw/8IryKREW9y8/s1600/crafts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jDLqE3zWehE/TWbZ3TdBu2I/AAAAAAAAAmw/8IryKREW9y8/s320/crafts.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577384732682992482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia doing crafts after breakfast.  She is still learning how to hold scissors correctly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I0h-jP_VTsg/TWbaCObt05I/AAAAAAAAAm4/ZkcB9-qEeHY/s1600/tupperware.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I0h-jP_VTsg/TWbaCObt05I/AAAAAAAAAm4/ZkcB9-qEeHY/s320/tupperware.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577384920313877394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes toys are a waste of money.  Olivia would rather play with random stuff like all our tupperware.  Her favorite by far are cardboard boxes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-4515465150241877171?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/4515465150241877171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=4515465150241877171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/4515465150241877171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/4515465150241877171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/02/pictures-of-olivia.html' title='Pictures of Olivia'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jDLqE3zWehE/TWbZ3TdBu2I/AAAAAAAAAmw/8IryKREW9y8/s72-c/crafts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-8943113247302110721</id><published>2011-02-17T22:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T22:31:07.592-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finishing projects</title><content type='html'>So I finally finished two projects.  They were fairly easy but still time consuming.  I got my blog made into a book for 2008 and 2009.  It was more expensive than I thought but I think well worth the money.  It will be nice for our family to look back and read the entries and look at the photos which made me realize I don't take too many photos.  Maybe I should make a bigger effort to take a photo everyday but at this point that is a distant dream.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was pregnant my hope was to make a cute scrapbook for Olivia.  Back to reality.  Between working and being a mom and a wife, I didn't have the time to complete one.  With baby #2 on the way, I thought it would be nice to have a baby book for Olivia.  So I have been patiently waiting for a fantastic photo book deal.  Many came and I missed many deadlines on shutterfly and snapfish but I finally got one made tonite with 40 minutes to spare on walgreens.com.  I only had to pay for the $6.99 shipping.  Score!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have many half baked projects that I am going to try to finish this weekend.  Hopefully I can get something accomplished and will have some pictures to show.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-8943113247302110721?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/8943113247302110721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=8943113247302110721' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/8943113247302110721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/8943113247302110721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/02/finishing-projects.html' title='Finishing projects'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-4801379821160896783</id><published>2011-02-16T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T08:54:19.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hypnobabies Class</title><content type='html'>Mike and I decided to take a hypnobabies birthing class since I wanted to do natural childbirth.  With Olivia we took a hypnobirthing class and honestly it was a waste of time and money.  It was taught at the hospital and a L&amp;D Nurse taught the course and gave contradictory information to the book.  Plus I didn't feel like it gave enough information or techniques to get through transition.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I did some research about the Bradley method and came across Hypnobabies and have only read raving reviews.  Basically it teaches me how to do self hypnosis and how to deal with the discomfort of labor instead of how to work through the pain.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took our first class last week and have a class tonite and Mike actually enjoyed it.  The instructor limits the number of couples in the class which is nice and the information we are learning is really invaluable.  American civilization trains us to think that birth is suppose to be painful and that it is normal to have all this medical intervention.  While I do believe there is a time and place for medical intervention, I don't think majority of women fit into this category.  So the class does a lot of work on correcting misconceptions about pregnancy and birth.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't a class that we can only do once a week.  We both have a lot of homework to do daily but I know that it will pay off.  I really like it because Mike has his own materials to work on as my birthing partner.  And even though I feel overwhelmed by the daily activities I am suppose to do it really is only 10 minutes here and there but have a huge payoff in the end.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am super excited to finally meet the baby.  I think that this birthing experience will be a really good bonding experience for Mike and I and I look forward to that.  I guess I could relate it to training for a race and knowing that I have done all the training I can do and I am pumped to perform.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-4801379821160896783?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/4801379821160896783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=4801379821160896783' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/4801379821160896783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/4801379821160896783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/02/hypnobabies-class.html' title='Hypnobabies Class'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-1928002268593195740</id><published>2011-02-01T20:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T21:35:34.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just chugging along</title><content type='html'>Not much happening here. Just kidding.  Olivia is growing so fast it amazes me.  I have noticed she loves to spending a lot of time by my side lately even if it is just laying around in the bed for half the morning.  She also has an amazing appetite. She has really chunked up and there hasn't been a meal she has turned in a very long time. She is still helping me clean the dishes and cook.  She even helps me pick up her toys at night and she always volunteers to say prayers every night.  She absolutely loves bath time and she loves it whenIi join her but my belly is getting big very fast so we probably wont be able to do that much longer.  One of her favorite movies right now is Mulan.  Olivia thinks she is a warrior and loves to do sword fights with Mike. She can count to twelve and is getting really good at singing church songs with me. She prefers to read books at bed time instead of sing and she always has certain toys that have to lay in the bed with her. Anyway I just wanted to capture these thoughts because she grows so fast and time flies and next thing I know she has moved onto another stage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I worry how she will react when the baby comes.  I am pretty sure that she will be jealous.  Mike thinks she will take it really well but I imagine it will be quite a shock for her to have to share the limelight even though she will enjoy being the big sister.  I will admit that I am a little worried how I will transitioni from one child to two children.  My goal is to breastfeed and I think this time I will have a better handle on things because I know what to expect. Number one I will recognize a lot faster if I have post partum depression, two it is a learning process for both of us and I should try my hardest and hopefully by week six I will be more comfortable. Olivia clicked her tongue when she nursed andIi was worry that she wasn't getting enough milk or she was swallowing too much air.  Lesson learned was she did the same exact thing when she was bottle fed and eventually grew out of it.  Third lesson I learned was it hurts like hell and that is normal until my nipple gets use to it. And maybe if I tell myself i don't have a choice it will me out because pumping for nine months was a labor of love and looking back I can't believe I did it for so long.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One issue we have been dealing with is Olivia resisting taking here nap. She use to take one at one thirty every afternoon and then she stopped.  Mike learned that she was much more willing to take one later in the afternoon around three which means she sleeps much later.  Usually past five. The problem with that is she is not tired at her usual bedtime fo eight thirty. And even if I let her stay up till nine or nine thirty I am pretty sure she doesn't fall sleep until after ten.  So I was reading some books and they said she might be ready to drop her nap but we decided that was a bad idea.  My new plan is to wake her up earlier like seven in the morning and hopefully that will bump her nap time to at least two and not let her sleep past four.  Any advice would be appreciated like when your toddler stopped napping regularly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pregnancy.  May seems so so far away.  I don't remember It being this uncomfortable already. It is probably because I have a toddler to take care of this time.  On a daily basis I am counting down the months, the weeks, and sometimes the days.  I figure it won't be a countdown until I am 36 weeks and even then it will be a slow one. Everything is just so different this time plus I have a lot of other things going on in life.  I am super super excited for the baby to get here. My plan is to do a VBAC and i think I am going to be really prepared this time for the labor and pain with the class Mike and I are taking so I haven't worried about that much. I still need to figure out who we can leave Olivia with during the delivery and how I am going to get more than six weeks of maternity leave from work.  Oh yeah.  We still need to find a name we both agree on.  I suspect it might take us a lot longer than last time.  The nice thing about having the baby is I will forgot all these unpleasant moments of pregnancy and one day I will actually want to have another baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-1928002268593195740?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/1928002268593195740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=1928002268593195740' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/1928002268593195740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/1928002268593195740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/02/just-chugging-along.html' title='Just chugging along'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-7434392338789054120</id><published>2011-01-27T13:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T14:09:21.225-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kicking, Jumping, Punching, Rolling</title><content type='html'>This is only my second pregnancy but I can definitely say both pregnancies have been so different even though I am having another girl.  Olivia rarely moved during the day time or I just didn't notice.  She got the hiccups daily.  She was breech and I suspect that she didn't ever really move much in the womb.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby 2 is a shaker and mover.  Even in her ultrasound she was all over the place and the midwife even asked me what I ate for lunch.  It doesn't matter what I eat she is always active.  Some times it is a jab in the ribs and it is super uncomfortable when I am trying to type at work or I am hunched over doing anything.  Then it is like she launches herself off my cervix like a trampoline.  And that is a very uncomfortable sensation.  While I am thankful for the movements because I know she is alive I wish it wasn't a party 24-7.  And my worry is this baby will also be breech and I can just imagine this baby will continue to move around until the very last moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-7434392338789054120?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/7434392338789054120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=7434392338789054120' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/7434392338789054120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/7434392338789054120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/01/kicking-jumping-punching.html' title='Kicking, Jumping, Punching, Rolling'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-1708181063909367824</id><published>2011-01-19T14:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T14:37:08.144-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOM Jacob Chapter 5</title><content type='html'>There have been many times in my life I have attempted to read the Book of Mormon and I didn't progress past 1 Nephi.  The first time everything clicked for me was in 2004.  I read it and I knew in my heart I wanted to be baptized.  In a nutshell the gospel was always out there but I wasn't ready to hear and accept it until then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since becoming a convert I have attempted to read the BOM and I have done pretty well if my goal was to get through it.  There were several occasions that I felt a certain passage was meant for me to read at that exact moment but I didn't always have this feeling.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am experiencing right now the feeling of the scriptures and I are really in sync.  I am pretty sure it is a side effect of being pregnant because my mind is totally working on hyperdrive.  I can't read any LDS material without all these questions, speculations and ideas populating my head.  To read the scriptures has been so overwhelming for me so I have limited myself to just 2 chapters.  After each chapter I answer the following questions:  What is the lesson to be learned and how is it relevant to modern times?   Easy enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I read Jacob Chapter 5.  Just Chapter 5.  I couldn't take much more the information was so overwhelming.  It is the story about the vineyard and the olive tree.  I have heard it mentioned in lessons but I felt in my heart that this one chapter had so much meaning and I needed to learn it.  So I asked Mike about the meaning of that chapter but he didn't have an answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully we live in the Information Age and everything is a finger tip away.  I found an excellent resource that explains just that one chapter in a lot of detail.  Who knew I could learn so much from one chapter?  I wanted to share the resource for those who might be a little scripture crazy like me: &lt;a href="http://www.josephsmith.com/content/Joseph_Smith_Book_of_Mormon/Jacob5.htm"&gt;http://www.josephsmith.com/content/Joseph_Smith_Book_of_Mormon/Jacob5.htm  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-1708181063909367824?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/1708181063909367824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=1708181063909367824' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/1708181063909367824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/1708181063909367824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/01/bom-jacob-chapter-5.html' title='BOM Jacob Chapter 5'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-6997559866754029408</id><published>2011-01-19T09:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T09:40:11.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheese Sandwich</title><content type='html'>Last weekend Olivia was hungry so she decided to help herself.  She opened the fridge, got a block of cheese out and started eating it.  After eating about half of the block she showed me her sandwich.  Her cheese sandwich.  All I can say is she really loves cheese.  I thought it was pretty funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-6997559866754029408?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/6997559866754029408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=6997559866754029408' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/6997559866754029408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/6997559866754029408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/01/cheese-sandwich.html' title='Cheese Sandwich'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-904134154926655589</id><published>2011-01-18T10:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T10:54:11.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homemade Laundry Detergent</title><content type='html'>So I finally did it.  I made my own laundry detergent.  Mike thinks I am crazy at times but I thought it would be worth a try.  The savings is quite remarkable if it works.  I tried powder for now but I think I might try making the gel version next time just to compare the ease of use.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I saw the recipe for homemade dishwasher detergent.  But the savings aren't that great but it is nice to know that if I was in a bind I could whip something together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-904134154926655589?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/904134154926655589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=904134154926655589' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/904134154926655589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/904134154926655589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/01/homemade-laundry-detergent.html' title='Homemade Laundry Detergent'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-7674843372983208793</id><published>2011-01-18T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T09:56:20.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Productive Weekend</title><content type='html'>I love productive weekends.  Unfortunately they don't happen very often but it is nice when they roll around.  The weather was beautiful on Monday and we were able to wash our cars and get them cleaned out.  I made bread.  I got time to reorganize my food storage.  I was able to buy quite a bit of baby food for my food storage.  I reorganized my kitchen cabinets.  Mike got new tires put on the car.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We actually made it to church which is two weeks in a row and that is like a world record for us.  J/K.  I was super prepared and had my bag of goodies to keep Olivia occupied.  It worked pretty good.  She was occupied for 75% of the time.  The problem is she naps around 1 pm and that is exactly when church starts.  And anyone with toddler aged kids know a sleepy child is unruly and impossible to reason with.  I was very very tempted to leave after sacrament meeting and put her down for a nap.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing is right after sacrament meeting was over.  Olivia zipped past me and Mike and all the older members and ran down the hall and waited for us next to the nursery room.  I guess her reward to herself is if she can make it through sacrament meeting she gets to go to nursery.  What a relief!!  I feel bad for the nursery leaders because late church is such a hard time with children that age.  They are tired and grumpy and there are a couple of kids that still hate it.  Anyone who has that calling really is special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ward Mike and I belong to has a lot of older members.  The average age in our ward is probably 55-60.  And I am probably underestimating.  There are a few families around our age but not many.  It is a huge change for us since we came from a married student ward and everyone was around the same age but we were all in similar life situations i.e. recently married, maybe a new baby and someone was a student and we were all poor.  When we went to church for the first time in November I'll admit that it was quite a turnoff.  But I am happy to say that I am actually enjoying it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have an awesome Sunday School teacher.  I love his teaching style but I always feel the spirit when he teaches.  And the older members always have great input about the gospel and life and it is nice to get that variety.  I'll be honest.  Mike doesn't love church as much as I do and he isn't always excited to be super active.  There are also other women in the ward that are married to non-members or not active husbands or converts or come from families where their parent was the first member and it is nice to meet other people who are in similar situations.  When we lived in Utah I felt like sort of an outcast because I was a convert and we weren't super active.  I definitely felt a lot of pressure.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to thank those that gave me encouraging words about Olivia and sacrament.  I am glad to know that I am not the only one that has a little stinker at times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-7674843372983208793?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/7674843372983208793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=7674843372983208793' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/7674843372983208793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/7674843372983208793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/01/productive-weekend.html' title='Productive Weekend'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-3877832444119324284</id><published>2011-01-14T10:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T10:46:42.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Building Food Storage</title><content type='html'>With a baby on the way I decided that I should start building baby food storage.  While I prefer to make my own baby food sometimes circumstances don't allow it or it is more convenient to use jarred.  I prefer organic to regular and I prefer it is in a glass jar versus plastic.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babies "R" Us is having a great deal on Earth's Best baby food which is my favorite brand.  Stage 1 or 2 food - 20 jars for $10 or Stage 3 - 10 jars for $10.  Then you can go to Earth's Best's website and print 3 coupons off and if the store will let you stack the coupons you can get an awesome deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also working on our water storage.  Since Mike and I are still in the moving stage of our lives we have decided to go with something smaller and easy to move.  When we do find something more permanent, we will more than likely invest in a huge container than can be stored a garage.  For now we bought the following containers:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/TTCZ0Y_LUcI/AAAAAAAAAmk/O-8O5tB-g4M/s1600/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-01-14%2Bat%2B11.44.57%2BAM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 261px; height: 179px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/TTCZ0Y_LUcI/AAAAAAAAAmk/O-8O5tB-g4M/s320/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-01-14%2Bat%2B11.44.57%2BAM.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562114665142243778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog has great tips on food storage but here is a direct link to water storage tips:  &lt;a href="http://foodstoragemadeeasy.net/babysteps/step-2-water/"&gt;http://foodstoragemadeeasy.net/babysteps/step-2-water/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-3877832444119324284?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/3877832444119324284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=3877832444119324284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/3877832444119324284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/3877832444119324284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/01/building-food-storage.html' title='Building Food Storage'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/TTCZ0Y_LUcI/AAAAAAAAAmk/O-8O5tB-g4M/s72-c/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-01-14%2Bat%2B11.44.57%2BAM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-8921160756182107813</id><published>2011-01-13T12:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T12:21:22.692-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mild Winters</title><content type='html'>This is a boring post.  I did it mostly for an observation of my surroundings and get my thoughts down in writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my first mild winter.  It is different but I think I could get use to it.  I grew in Cache Valley so I am use to a ton of snow and freezing weather in January and February.  Plus I went to school at USU and worked there for years so I am accustomed to the chilly canyon wind.  I do miss the snow I don't really miss the below zero weather or scraping the windshield or warming up the car.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I write this blog it is raining outside.  And this is the norm for Boise winters.  The average temperature for January are high 30s.  It is suppose to reach the low 40s this weekend which makes it hard for me to want to visit Utah when I know it is so much colder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fall is amazing in Logan even along the Wasatch front.  The trees turn a brilliant yellow, orange and red.  The days are warm the nights are cold.  But I can honestly say that fall was amazing in Boise.  We live in an older part of town and there are huge trees that line the streets and it was such a beautiful drive to work everyday.  And maybe it was an Indian summer this year but Fall seem to last forever.  The days were warm and the nights were perfect.  It never got cool.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I do love winter, no snow doesn't leave much room for winter recreational activities and being pregnant makes doing most of them uncomfortable.  &lt;br /&gt;So I am looking forward to spring.  I am assuming it will come much early than I am use to.  I am probably getting ahead of myself but I could really get use to this weather. I know that summer might be killer for me but I'll think about that when it gets here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-8921160756182107813?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/8921160756182107813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=8921160756182107813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/8921160756182107813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/8921160756182107813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/01/mild-winters.html' title='Mild Winters'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-1802315532617241602</id><published>2011-01-12T09:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T09:53:37.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Finds</title><content type='html'>I made my first etsy purchase last week.  I bought the baby and Olivia some bracelets for very reasonable prices.  It is going to be my gift to them when the baby is born.  I received the package on Monday and the bracelets were beautiful and the shipping was amazingly fast.  This seller also has great handmade beanies for sale which are adorable.  Here is the link to her shop:  &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/mariamatson"&gt;http://www.etsy.com/shop/mariamatson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ideally I would have the time, skill and determination to sew Olivia a quiet book.  But I know that won't happen anytime soon.  And most quiet books are super pricey but worth every single penny spent.  I luckily found one on eBay and won the bid and paid a third of the price.  Even though it is used it is in really good condition still.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth is Mike and I haven't been to church in ages.  We finally started going again and Olivia needs something entertaining to do during sacrament so I am trying to make a bag of goodies to keep her occupied with items she can only play with on Sunday.  So if anyone has suggestions, they would be greatly appreciated.  On the plus side, Olivia really likes nursery.  On the downside we have late church which messes up her napping schedule.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-1802315532617241602?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/1802315532617241602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=1802315532617241602' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/1802315532617241602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/1802315532617241602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/01/great-finds.html' title='Great Finds'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-7457433656301522783</id><published>2011-01-09T17:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T17:46:43.837-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nesting Project 2 - Quiet Books part 1</title><content type='html'>So I have always been interested in making quiet books for Olivia but I have never had the time or the will power to collect the patterns and actually sew everything.  So I am taking baby steps instead of reinventing the wheel.  My first goal is the make the easiest books first, then move to the next level and hopefully I will be ready to do a full on material only book.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this awesome blog where she has made her prints available.  All I had to do is download the prints and get them printed as a photo in the standard 4 x 6 size and bind them together.  I ordered the following books:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;1.  Book of Mormon Stories - &lt;a href="http://www.simplyfreshdesigns.com/2010/09/quiet-books-book-of-mormon-stories/"&gt;http://www.simplyfreshdesigns.com/2010/09/quiet-books-book-of-mormon-stories/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Articles of Faith - &lt;a href="http://www.simplyfreshdesigns.com/2010/10/lds-prints-articles-of-faith/"&gt;http://www.simplyfreshdesigns.com/2010/10/lds-prints-articles-of-faith/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  We Believe - &lt;a href="http://www.simplyfreshdesigns.com/2010/10/quiet-books-we-believe/"&gt;http://www.simplyfreshdesigns.com/2010/10/quiet-books-we-believe/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Prophets and Apostles - &lt;a href="http://www.simplyfreshdesigns.com/2010/10/quiet-books-prophets-and-apostles/"&gt;http://www.simplyfreshdesigns.com/2010/10/quiet-books-prophets-and-apostles/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  2011 Primary Monthly Themes - &lt;a href="http://www.simplyfreshdesigns.com/2010/12/more-lds-primary-theme-2011/"&gt;http://www.simplyfreshdesigns.com/2010/12/more-lds-primary-theme-2011/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though the books are too old for Olivia to use during church it is a nice baby step for me to feel like I accomplished something.  Plus I will probably be able to use them during FHE and general conference or books to read before bedtime.  I thought some of you might enjoy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-7457433656301522783?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/7457433656301522783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=7457433656301522783' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/7457433656301522783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/7457433656301522783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/01/nesting-project-2-quiet-books-part-1.html' title='Nesting Project 2 - Quiet Books part 1'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-7784219032743764197</id><published>2011-01-09T10:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T17:49:07.365-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nesting Project 1 - Carseat Canopy</title><content type='html'>I made this carseat canopy over the Christmas break.  I didn't know the gender of the baby for sure so I wanted to make something gender neutral and instead of paying for fabric my mother-in-law let me pick some from her fabric storage.  It is very summery.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sewing skills are more than beginner but still very basic.  I was contemplating to buy one but they are quite pricey in my opinion.  I found a pattern that was very simple to follow.  Here is the link to pattern that I used:  &lt;a href="http://www.cluckclucksew.com/2010/04/car-seat-cover-aka-greeter-deterrent.html"&gt;http://www.cluckclucksew.com/2010/04/car-seat-cover-aka-greeter-deterrent.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/TSoEAnE42JI/AAAAAAAAAmc/xxgaP4-j-gg/s1600/carseat_canopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/TSoEAnE42JI/AAAAAAAAAmc/xxgaP4-j-gg/s320/carseat_canopy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560261098478295186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished product&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-7784219032743764197?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/7784219032743764197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=7784219032743764197' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/7784219032743764197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/7784219032743764197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/01/nesting-project-1.html' title='Nesting Project 1 - Carseat Canopy'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/TSoEAnE42JI/AAAAAAAAAmc/xxgaP4-j-gg/s72-c/carseat_canopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-867375142403252015</id><published>2011-01-09T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T10:55:30.748-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Olivia and her Crafts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/TSoBFGPDqYI/AAAAAAAAAmU/fGz4_Yk5seU/s1600/caterpillars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/TSoBFGPDqYI/AAAAAAAAAmU/fGz4_Yk5seU/s320/caterpillars.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560257877027039618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike helped Olivia make the caterpillars.  Mike let her paint them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/TSoA2KAbK2I/AAAAAAAAAmM/Rj6wxY4o9Gw/s1600/jingle_bell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 182px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/TSoA2KAbK2I/AAAAAAAAAmM/Rj6wxY4o9Gw/s320/jingle_bell.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560257620341369698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made this jingle bell craft with Olivia for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we started a new activity in December and that was doing crafts and even though most days it is just coloring with crayons, markers or paint, Olivia has really enjoyed it.  I have noticed she really enjoys painting though.  And even though Mike or I have to do most of the craft now she does enjoy playing with them afterward.  Hopefully she will get more comfortable cutting and gluing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get a lot of my ideas from this website:  No time for Flash cards - &lt;a href="http://www.notimeforflashcards.com/"&gt;http://www.notimeforflashcards.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought my supplies based on her list:  &lt;a href="http://www.notimeforflashcards.com/supply-list"&gt;http://www.notimeforflashcards.com/supply-list&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-867375142403252015?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/867375142403252015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=867375142403252015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/867375142403252015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/867375142403252015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/01/olivia-and-her-crafts.html' title='Olivia and her Crafts'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/TSoBFGPDqYI/AAAAAAAAAmU/fGz4_Yk5seU/s72-c/caterpillars.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-9141456125714485799</id><published>2011-01-09T10:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T10:55:55.134-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome Bread Pan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/TSn-pImRABI/AAAAAAAAAmE/vruUux4ze8g/s1600/bread_pan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/TSn-pImRABI/AAAAAAAAAmE/vruUux4ze8g/s320/bread_pan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560255197601660946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my frustrations with making bread is it is usually too tall to comfortable fit in a sandwich bag which is pretty inconvenient.  I found this awesome bread pan that make longer shorter loaves that are similar to store bought bread.  Some people on amazon had to increase their recipes to 1.5 but the recipe I use actually rises really well so I didn't have to modify it at all.  I thought this was a great find and I haven't had any problems with sticking either.  Here is the link to the Norpro 12 Inch Nonstick Bread Pan:  &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Norpro-Inch-Nonstick-Bread-Pan/dp/B000SSS4CA/ref=sr_1_4?ie=UTF8&amp;qid=1294597649&amp;sr=8-4"&gt;http://www.amazon.com/Norpro-Inch-Nonstick-Bread-Pan/dp/B000SSS4CA/ref=sr_1_4?ie=UTF8&amp;qid=1294597649&amp;sr=8-4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-9141456125714485799?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/9141456125714485799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=9141456125714485799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/9141456125714485799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/9141456125714485799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/01/awesome-bread-pan.html' title='Awesome Bread Pan'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/TSn-pImRABI/AAAAAAAAAmE/vruUux4ze8g/s72-c/bread_pan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-8644229169802457546</id><published>2011-01-06T10:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T11:03:32.682-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My dear Olivia</title><content type='html'>My dear Olivia is growing up so fast.  We would like to potty train her and since Mike stays home with her it would be easiest if he was in charge of it for the most part.  We did pretty good for the first two days.  We were taking small steps letting her wear underwear for a couple of hours each day and rewarding her with stickers for peeing in the toilet.  I honestly think she is physically ready but needs a lot of reminding at this point.  And I know Mike will be slightly embarrassed for me to write this but I think it is Mike that isn't ready to do the potty training.  It is a labor of love and it requires constant discipline.  A three day weekend is coming and hopefully I can work with Olivia and get a good foundation down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this Christmas Olivia really understood the concept of receiving presents.  Two days ago she said to me "Mom, I want a present."  Wow.  That caught me off guard.  Then I had to explain to her that we really only receive presents on our birthday and Christmas.  She hasn't asked again so hopefully that answer will suffice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought Olivia two new books on being a big sister and having a new baby in the house and she really enjoys them.  Now she calls herself the big sister instead of a big girl or a mom when she plays with her dolls.  Hopefully that won't wear off too quickly once the baby arrives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia loves to help out around the house.  I let her help me load the dishwasher, mostly just the silverware.  When I cook I will let her help me mix or stir.  It takes a lot of patience because a mess usually follows but I figure I should monopolize on this opportunity to make cooking and cleaning fun.  Recently she loves to help me wash dishes in the sink.  She already loves the water so it should be a given.  She drags the kitchen chair over to the sink and helps me scrub the sink and scrub the dishes.  She enjoys it but the worst part is when we are done.  My goodness she throws a tantrum like I just spanked her butt.  All I can say is this is definitely a growing experience for the both of us and I suspect Olivia has had to learn a lot of patience for me as I have with her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-8644229169802457546?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/8644229169802457546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=8644229169802457546' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/8644229169802457546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/8644229169802457546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-dear-olivia.html' title='My dear Olivia'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-7581076651005570660</id><published>2011-01-06T10:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T10:50:59.358-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pregnancy craziness</title><content type='html'>I have a lot of things I would love to post about but I just don't have the discipline to do it.  I also wish I would have taken more pictures but that didn't happen either.  But I guess I have to start somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of late I feel like a bottomless pit for food.  Sigh... I was hoping to not gain too much weigh during this pregnancy, keep it under 40 lbs but Thanksgiving and Christmas aren't friendly too most people let alone a pregnant woman.  On the bright side pregnancy sickness has gone away but they have been replace by other pregnancy ailments.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before New Years I had a long list of things I wanted to accomplish.  But just recently I have this strange desire to make a lot of stuff.  I know it is nesting but this didn't happen with Olivia this early in the pregnancy.  I want to decorate the girls' room, get the nursery ready and pull out clothes but I still have 5 more months.  I have been following some sewing blogs and have this new motivation to sew my own stuff.  It is weird for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pregnancy brain has really ramped up this month too.  Just when I didn't think I could get any dumber, I really surprised myself.  The sad thing is I hope the people at my work don't think I am this forgetful.  Which leads me to the belly.  Before Christmas I could easily hide my belly.  Not anymore and it seems like my belly seems to grow overnight.  Clothes that fit last week don't fit this week.  It seems so small but I hate to spend a fortune on maternity clothes.  All the maternity clothes I had were for spring/summer so I am trying to be very creative by layering and buying a few items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like my brain works a million miles an hour but I can't seem to accomplish much.  As you can tell by my post one topic leads to another very very quickly.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of external factors going on that I can't control but sometimes worry me.  Mike finding an engineering job, the economy, the value of the US dollar, etc.  And that is why I love to sleep usually.  If I am not having crazy dreams or suffering from insomnia, I don't have to worry about anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-7581076651005570660?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/7581076651005570660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=7581076651005570660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/7581076651005570660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/7581076651005570660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/01/pregnancy-craziness.html' title='Pregnancy craziness'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-2816414296763678886</id><published>2011-01-04T08:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T08:47:56.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/TSNPMSTse-I/AAAAAAAAAl8/zjzLSmjy12M/s1600/baby_girl"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 219px; height: 297px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/TSNPMSTse-I/AAAAAAAAAl8/zjzLSmjy12M/s320/baby_girl" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558373437596793826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we found out yesterday that it was a girl.  I was hoping for a boy because Mike was really hoping for a boy.  With foot zoning you can tell if it is a boy or girl from about 12 weeks and every time I had checked it was always a girl but I was holding out hope for Mike.  Mike wasn't disappointed at all.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally I am super super excited.  I think it will be really fun for Olivia to have a sister that is so close to her age.  I realize that there will be fighting and such but hopefully they can do stuff together and share things when they are older and be great friends when they are older.  I have two sisters which is great but we are really really far apart in age (7 and 9 years) and I have always wished we were closer in age for many reasons but one of them being we were never even close to being in the same stage of life.  And when I was storing all of Olivia's baby clothes, it really made me want to have another baby girl.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also love love the birthing center we go too.  I really can not believe how different the experience has been and I thought I had a fantastic OB/GYN.  With Olivia's ultrasound the tech was going so fast and we just felt so rushed.  With this baby the midwife took her time and explained every picture and she spent at least 25 minutes with us so we could see the baby from all views and see how much she was moving.  It was so nice.  And even though I see a different person every time each midwife takes my appointment as an opportunity to get to know me personally and learn my situation and why I came to the birthing center.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-2816414296763678886?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/2816414296763678886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=2816414296763678886' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/2816414296763678886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/2816414296763678886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2011/01/its-girl.html' title='It&apos;s a girl'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/TSNPMSTse-I/AAAAAAAAAl8/zjzLSmjy12M/s72-c/baby_girl' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-7504068597982867989</id><published>2010-12-22T12:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T12:15:00.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>I am so excited for Christmas for many many reasons.  This is the first time Olivia is really going to understanding opening presents.  She will be receiving a couple of gifts from Santa so I can't wait to see how she responds to that.  We started a few family traditions that I think everyone has enjoyed overall.  But most of all I am excited to see my family and spend some time relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone has a fun and safe holiday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-7504068597982867989?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/7504068597982867989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=7504068597982867989' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/7504068597982867989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/7504068597982867989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-2215291424434902541</id><published>2010-12-20T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T12:32:58.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrating some sleeping success</title><content type='html'>3 weeks later and finally we have succeeded.  Since last Thursday she has slept in her own bed the whole entire night without waking up.  While it seems like such a small accomplishment, not getting interrupted in the middle of the night has helped my sleep quality significantly.  Last week I was thinking to myself "Will we ever get Olivia to sleep all night."  I guess I had been really sleep deprived for many many weeks or more like months.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really happy it.  The Christmas holiday is coming up and vacations usually mess with the sleeping schedule but I am hoping if we are diligent it shouldn't be too back afterwards.  I was super apprehensive about the sleep training because I felt guilty in some ways and too tired to stay determined but it paid off.  Plus I was worried it was going to take more like 4-6 weeks to reach our goal.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to celebrate the little things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-2215291424434902541?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/2215291424434902541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=2215291424434902541' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/2215291424434902541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/2215291424434902541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2010/12/celebrating-some-sleeping-success.html' title='Celebrating some sleeping success'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-4935045936616444616</id><published>2010-12-17T13:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T13:42:32.198-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Logan versus Boise</title><content type='html'>There are a lot of things I miss about Logan.  I miss knowing where everything is since I grew up there.  I miss being extremely close to the canyon and all those awesome outdoor activities.  I miss my awesome parking pass I finally earned at USU.  I was at USU for 11 years as a student and employee so I definitely miss knowing the campus and a ton of people there.  I actually miss my married student ward where everyone was around the same age and stage of life.  I miss my awesome Sports Academy pass where I could take Olivia swimming anytime.  I miss not being able to find a baby sitter that I trust like my mom.  I miss not being able to get anywhere in the valley in practically 15 minutes or less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I don't miss.  I don't miss the inversion.  I don't miss my old job.  I don't miss the crappy pay at USU.  I don't miss my old boss.  I don't miss main street traffic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I like about Boise.  I like that it is a city but still has a small town feeling.  They have all the stores and restaurants that big cities have.  I like the greenbelt that follows the river throughout the whole city.  I like how bike friendly it is.  I like our place.  I love my job and the people I work with.  I don't like that I don't know that many people yet.  I am looking forward to floating the river.  I like that I found a birthing center an awesome midwives.  I didn't have options like that in Logan but I did have a fantastic OB/GYN.  I know people like the milder winters here but I actually do miss getting a ton of snow.  I thought I would get stared at less here but I actually get stared at more than I did in Logan.  I guess there must not be a big population of Asian people here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-4935045936616444616?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/4935045936616444616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=4935045936616444616' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/4935045936616444616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/4935045936616444616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2010/12/logan-versus-boise.html' title='Logan versus Boise'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-5002599854208573161</id><published>2010-12-17T10:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T10:37:39.481-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How this pregnancy is different</title><content type='html'>My morning sickness didn't include as much vomiting and it stopped a little bit earlier than before.  But I was a lot gaggier and my bladder is a lot weaker.  At first my hair was growing out of control and now nothing.  I was hoping to grow my hair out but it seems to have come to a stand still.  With Olivia I could have got it cut every 4 weeks instead of the standard 6-8 weeks.  With Olivia I was the classic tired, could sleep anywhere pregnant women.  This time I am exhausted but have been suffering from the worst case of insomnia.  I can't seem to get into a deep sleep.  I don't have a huge meat aversion this time.  I don't pee as much as I did with Olivia during the night.  But I am also a lot smarter and slow down my water consumption in the evenings.  I am not nearly as warm as I was last time either.  It might be because it is winter instead of spring time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it so far.  Second trimester hasn't been quite as enjoyable but I am hoping that will change really soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-5002599854208573161?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/5002599854208573161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=5002599854208573161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/5002599854208573161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/5002599854208573161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2010/12/how-this-pregnancy-is-different.html' title='How this pregnancy is different'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-775164589501909484</id><published>2010-12-11T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T20:10:01.222-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pregnant Belly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/TQRLEeK0P_I/AAAAAAAAAls/FIKiFe7XNS8/s1600/pregnant_belly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/TQRLEeK0P_I/AAAAAAAAAls/FIKiFe7XNS8/s320/pregnant_belly.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549643181017284594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is hard to believe until it happens but a pregnant belly does grow a lot faster after the first pregnancy.  I don't love to take pictures but a friend of mine wanted to see my belly.  I am only 17 weeks but my belly is huge.  I probably wasn't this big until I was 25-27 weeks with Olivia.  I can't imagine what I will look like at 40 weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-775164589501909484?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/775164589501909484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=775164589501909484' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/775164589501909484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/775164589501909484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2010/12/pregnant-belly.html' title='Pregnant Belly'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/TQRLEeK0P_I/AAAAAAAAAls/FIKiFe7XNS8/s72-c/pregnant_belly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-5183774042851219588</id><published>2010-12-07T15:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T15:39:12.897-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Olivia and her quarkiness</title><content type='html'>Olivia plays this game on my iphone called peek-a-boo barn.  It is like a flashcard game with barnyard animals.  An animal is in the barn and you can hear the noise it is making and then you let it out and you can see its picture.  Last night she was playing the game and she called the chicken a chicken nugget.  I thought it was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia grab one of my sweater belts off my sweater and wrapped it around her neck and then she grabbed Mike's scripture case and start cramming stuff into it and proceeded to tell me "Work" and "See Ya" and "Love you" and headed off into the bedroom.  I guess that is what I look like when I put my scarf on and grab my work bag and head out the door.  She is so observant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-5183774042851219588?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/5183774042851219588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=5183774042851219588' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/5183774042851219588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/5183774042851219588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2010/12/olivia-and-her-quarkiness.html' title='Olivia and her quarkiness'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-2634545118287866039</id><published>2010-12-06T09:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T09:38:07.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December happenings</title><content type='html'>Olivia loves Christmas lights and decorations.  She was so excited to put the tree up and she is the official Christmas tree light girl.  She plugs it in every morning and it has to be lit the whole day.  Another lesson learned is the tree cannot have any decoration that is breakable so our tree is very bare.  We started doing Christmas crafts everyday and we try to make everything into an ornament and let Olivia hang it up and that has worked very well.  Atleast she leaves the gifts alone.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She really enjoys craft time too even though Mike and I end up doing a lot of the work.  She is very proud of the end product.  It is nice to expose her to cutting with scissors, using the whole punch, glueing, painting and such.  On the plus side she really has a good attention span.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia is growing so fast physically and intellectually.  It amazes me how much she comprehends verbally and how observant she is so we have to start being careful what we say to her.  She use to be able to walk under Mike's legs with plenty of clearance and that is no longer the case.  I am pretty sure that Olivia is going to be a lot taller than me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-2634545118287866039?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/2634545118287866039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=2634545118287866039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/2634545118287866039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/2634545118287866039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2010/12/december-happenings.html' title='December happenings'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-1595353958382769401</id><published>2010-12-06T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T09:30:51.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Olivia happenings</title><content type='html'>Mike and I have been working on a very special project for the last few weeks with Olivia.  Mike taught Olivia this very bad habit.  Always falling asleep in the car for her afternoon nap.  At first it is so simple and easy but then problems arise.  She doesn't fall asleep or she wakes up when we try to take her out of the car which makes for a very grumpy Olivia.  Then it snowballs into she is overly tired and really hard to reason with.   Which is frustrating for Mike because he doesn't get a break either.  So my suggestion was we needed to reteach Olivia how to fall asleep in her room again which was going to take dedication on both of our parts.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is always the easy parent and the strict parent.  Mike is the easy parent and I am the strict parent.  I hate to hear Olivia cry but I just don't cave in as easily as Mike and I seem to be able to stick to a schedule a lot easier.  On the weekend I started out by leaving Olivia in her room and told her that it was nap time and she should take a nap because it would make her feel better but she could stay up and play in her room but she had to be quiet and she had to stay for 2 hours.  It wasn't too bad.  Really she only cried for one day.  About 50% of the time she would eventually fall asleep.  Thankfully Thanksgiving vacation came and I was home for awhile and I could consistently put Olivia in bed.  Unfortunately I had to lay down with her because we were went out of town but it was really useful in the end.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got back from Thanksgiving vacation and now Olivia just knows that when it is nap time she needs to lay down and go to sleep.  What a relief!  And the best part is she has been sleeping for 2-3 hours.  Unfortunately that was the easy task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The compromise for the past 2 months is she could sleep in our room in her sleeping bag.  But eventually she started climbing into our bed.  There just isn't room for her in our queen bed and even if we had a king I am pretty sure she would be right next to one of us kicking us in the head or ribs.  Then we started making her go to sleep in her room but she would eventually came back to our room and I always had her sleeping bag laid out.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I have been pregnant, good sleep is something that has eluded me for many many months.  Plus I am the type of person that needs a good 8 hours to function so I am really grumpy if I can't get enough sleep.  Last week Olivia woke me up 4 times in the middle of the night in about 90 minutes.  I was really fed up.  So Mike and I made her go to sleep in her own bed every night which was easy.  Then she would wake up around 11:30 PM but we kept her door closed past 11:30 so when she would wake up and check the door and realize it was closed she would go back to bed.  We have a child proof doorknob on the inside of her door. Then we would open it.  Then she would proceed to wake up at 2:30 and if I took her back she would wake up at 4:00.  One night I woke up at 2:30, then 4:30 then she fell out of her bed at 5:30.  That was a very exhausting night.  But I remained persistent with taking her back to her room every time and had the talk with her that she would earn a sticker for staying in her room all night and if she came back into our room I would bring her back to her room.  Well the weekend was hard but well worth the effort.  Right now she will stay in her room until 4:00 but I am hoping she will eventually learn that it isn't worth the effort to even come into our room.  Plus I hate closing her door.  I want her to feel like she has the choice.  And she loves earning her morning sticker.  My goal is to have Olivia in her room before we have this baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second goal would be to have her potty trained before May.  We haven't started yet but we are going to put Olivia back in cloth diapers after the holiday and I have ordered her some potty books and she really does well with a sticker system.  Her night diapers are becoming less and less wet each morning.  She loves to be like her cousins so I am hoping when we go back to Utah and she sees that her cousin is potty trained that she will be motivated to use the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My third goal is her dang binky.  It is a love hate relationship.  But we finally have her on a routine where she only gets it when it is nap time and bed time.  And that is going to be sufficient for me.  I'll probably let her have it for awhile and tackle that after she gets use to the new baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-1595353958382769401?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/1595353958382769401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=1595353958382769401' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/1595353958382769401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/1595353958382769401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2010/12/olivia-happenings.html' title='Olivia happenings'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-489293106530152900</id><published>2010-11-29T11:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T11:47:20.087-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Olivia</title><content type='html'>We went to Portland for Thanksgiving this year and we drove back Sunday morning.  We work up earlier than normal and Olivia isn't the most cuddle, hugging person.  Andy, Mike's brother, was trying to get Olivia to give him a hug but it just wasn't happening so I said you will probably just have to grab her and hug her.  So he did and he tickled her and threw her around a bit and she loved it.  But when he put her down she said "Funny. Andy."  With a little scowl and maybe a little sarcasm in her voice.  I thought it was quite funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-489293106530152900?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/489293106530152900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=489293106530152900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/489293106530152900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/489293106530152900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2010/11/funny-olivia.html' title='Funny Olivia'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-8272020588747509798</id><published>2010-11-29T11:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T11:13:39.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am thankful for</title><content type='html'>I am thankful for a lot of things but I just wanted to mention two of them.  I am thankful for the beautiful angel that Heavenly Father sent to us.  Olivia is a bundle of joy that keeps me on my toes and really can test my limits but brings me so much happiness.  I love to watch her sleep and look at all her features and I can't believe how much she has grown in just two years and how much personality she has&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also thankful for Jesus Christ and how much hope and strength he can bring me if I remain faithful and true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-8272020588747509798?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/8272020588747509798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=8272020588747509798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/8272020588747509798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/8272020588747509798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-am-thankful-for.html' title='i am thankful for'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-5780257951505309401</id><published>2010-11-18T12:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T12:08:44.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want a wife</title><content type='html'>No really.  I have said these words before to Mike in my times of frustration so I thought this would be most appropriate to post because it is pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judy Brady was born in 1937 in San Francisco and was educated at the University of Iowa where she received her B.F.A. in 1962. She became a free-lance writer during the 1960s. The provocative essay reprinted here first appeared in Ms. Magazine in 1971 and has become a classic of feminist satire.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I Want a Wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I belong to that classification of people known as wives. I am a Wife. And, not altogether incidentally, I am a mother.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too long ago a male friend of mine appeared on the scene from the Midwest fresh from a recent divorce. He had one child, who is, of course, with his ex-wife. He is obviously looking for another wife. As I thought about him while I was ironing one evening, it suddenly occurred to me that I, too, would like to have a wife. Why do I want a wife?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to go back to school, so that I can become economically independent, support myself, and, if need be, support those dependent upon me. I want a wife who will work and send me to school. And while I am going to school I want a wife to take care of my children. When I am through with school and have acquired a job, I want my wife to quit working and remain at home so that my wife can more fully and completely take care of a wife's duties.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a wife who assumes the complete responsibility for our children I want a wife to keep track of the children's doctor and dentist appointments and to keep track of mine, too. I want a wife to make sure my children eat properly and are kept clean. I want a wife who will wash the children's clothes and keep them mended. I want a wife who is a good nurturing attendant to my children, arranges for their schooling, makes sure that they adequate social life with their peers, takes them to the park, the zoo, etc. I want a wife who takes care of the children when they are sick, a wife who arranges to be around when the children need special care, because, of course, I cannot miss classes at school. My wife must arrange to lose time at work and not lose the job. It may mean a small cut in my wife's income from time to time, but I guess I can tolerate that. Needless to say, my wife will arrange and pay for the care of the children while my wife is working.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a wife who will take care of my physical needs. I want a wife who will keep my house clean, a wife who will pick up after my children, a wife who will pick up after me. I want a wife who will keep my clothes clean, ironed, mended, replaced when need be, and who will see to it that my personal things are kept in their proper place so that I can find what I need the minute I need it. I want a wife who cooks the meals, a wife who is a good cook. I want a wife who will plan the menus, do the necessary grocery shopping, prepare the meals, serve them pleasantly, and then do the cleaning up while I do my studying. I want a wife who will care for me when I am sick and sympathize with my pain and loss of time from school. I want a wife to go along when our family takes a vacation so that someone can continue to care for me and my children when I need a rest and a change of scene.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a wife who will take care of details of my social life. When my wife and I are invited out by my friends, I want a wife who will take care of the babysitting arrangements. When I meet people at school that I like and want to certain, I want a wife who will have the house clean, will prepare a special meal, serve it to me and my friends, and not interrupt when I talk about the things that interest me and my friends. I want a wife who will have arranged that the children are fed and ready for bed before my guests arrive so that the children do not bother us. I want a wife who takes care of the needs of my guests so that they feel comfortable, who makes sure that they have an ashtray, that they are passed the hors d'oeuvres, that they helping of the food, that their wine glasses are replenished when necessary, that their coffee is served to them as they like it. And I want a wife who knows that sometimes I need a night off by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a wife who is sensitive to my needs and who will not demand attention when I am not in the mood for it…. I want a wife who will remain faithful to me so that I do not have to clutter up my intellectual life with jealousies. If, by chance, I find another person more suitable as a wife than the wife I already have, I want the liberty to replace my present wife with another one. Naturally, I will expect a fresh, new life; my wife will take the children and be solely responsible for them so that I am left free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My God, who wouldn't want a wife? "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-5780257951505309401?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/5780257951505309401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=5780257951505309401' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/5780257951505309401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/5780257951505309401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-want-wife.html' title='I want a wife'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-7862732329836318389</id><published>2010-11-18T10:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T11:05:41.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This and that</title><content type='html'>Not much happening in the Durtschi household.  Even though I am only 13 weeks my tummy looks like I am 5 months.  I was pretty big with Olivia at the end so I can't imagine what I will look like if my uterus keeps growing at this rate.  I have been having terrible lower back pain and I would love to go see a chiropractor and get some work done but unfortunately I don't have insurance until February but I will probably cave in and just pay for it out of pocket.  Epsom salt baths have been a lifesaver.  The round ligament pain has been a lot worse than the first time.  And the area around my c-section scar has been pretty painful.  I figure that scar tissue has a hard time stretching but I will definitely bring it up at my next appointment.  So I am really looking forward to finding out the gender of the baby.  It feels like a waiting game until that point but atleast I have Thanksgiving and Christmas to keep me occupied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia is growing up so fast and becoming very very independent and opinionated.  It is nice and frustrating at times and I can't imagine what age 3 will be like.  But Mike and I are trying to enjoy every moment.  Sometimes I don't think Olivia realizes she is a toddler and she definitely thinks she is a big girl that can do everything on her own. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pregnancy and clothes.  Last time I was pregnant with Olivia it was the opposite season so I have a lot of capris and summer shirts.  I have few winter items but I am feeling too cheap to go out and buy anything.  I have a few maternity pants and boy do they make me feel unattractive.  Sometimes I feel like I would have to pay an arm and a leg to get cute, fashionable and well fitting maternity clothes.  But really I am just feeling sorry for myself because I have a very long way to go before I can wear normal clothing again.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have been craving Cambodian food and luckily for me there are several Asian markets in Boise.  So I went out and picked up some items and have been quite successful making some Cambodian dishes.  Not quite like my moms but better than nothing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-7862732329836318389?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/7862732329836318389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=7862732329836318389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/7862732329836318389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/7862732329836318389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2010/11/this-and-that.html' title='This and that'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-3883950817528986259</id><published>2010-11-11T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T09:06:53.542-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pregnant with curly hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/TNwh-iOTrdI/AAAAAAAAAlA/4zMQFGxOufw/s1600/curly%2Bhair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 263px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/TNwh-iOTrdI/AAAAAAAAAlA/4zMQFGxOufw/s320/curly%2Bhair.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538338999981288914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair has always been super straight.  Never really held a curl for that long.  But with this pregnancy my hair started getting wavy and it seems like as more time passes the curlier it is getting.  This didn't happen with Olivia so I don't know if I should expect it to go back to normal after I have this baby.  And that worries me a bit.  Oh well.  The fun things about getting pregnant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-3883950817528986259?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/3883950817528986259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=3883950817528986259' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/3883950817528986259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/3883950817528986259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2010/11/pregnant-with-curly-hair.html' title='Pregnant with curly hair'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/TNwh-iOTrdI/AAAAAAAAAlA/4zMQFGxOufw/s72-c/curly%2Bhair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-4927409226781032876</id><published>2010-11-09T12:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T13:04:46.548-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happenings</title><content type='html'>We went to Park City this past weekend and it was so much fun.  Unfortunately I forgot our camera and took zero pictures.  Olivia loved that we got to go swimming everyday.  She is such a fish.  The only thing that sucked was the long drive to and from.  It was a nice way to ring in November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia thinks laptops are touch screen because iphones and ipads are touchscreens.  And one thing that drives Mike nuts are fingerprints on the computer screen.  So it sometimes isn't even worth trying to do anything on the laptop with Olivia but it is quite entertaining watching her try to navigate the laptop.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am a very big believer that red raspberry tea supplements makes morning sickness not as bad.  I took them before I got pregnant and the whole beginning but when I moved to Boise I really slacked and that is when I got really sick again.  And there have been other occasions I forgot to take them for several days and I could tell by how bad my morning sickness got.  While it doesn't totally make MS go away it is much much better than what it could be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chick Filet just opened on the BSU campus and I tried my first sandwich and I have to say that I am totally impressed.  It was delicious.  Now I know what all the rave reviews are about.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving is approaching fast.  But I have already started listening to Christmas music.  Olivia loves Jingle Bells and I love to hear her sing it.  And it might finally snow in Boise tonight.  I can't wait. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I can end 2010 with a bang.  Lot of things happened this year, good and bad but hopefully it can end on a high note.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-4927409226781032876?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/4927409226781032876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=4927409226781032876' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/4927409226781032876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/4927409226781032876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2010/11/happenings.html' title='Happenings'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-2732808613449101351</id><published>2010-11-02T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T09:58:44.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good deals</title><content type='html'>We went shopping last night for Halloween items and I am happy with all our purchases since we got them at a deep discount.  Olivia picked out her costume for next year.  We got some cute candy buckets, tablecloth, pumpkin carving kit with stickers for next year.  We also did a little bit of Christmas shopping.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another cool thing happened last night while we were at the store.  Olivia was holding Mike and my hands while we were in the parking lot and she started to count and she counted from 1-7 all by herself.  I think she would have made it to 10 except she jumped at 7 but we didn't know she was going to jump so she fell onto the concrete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note we got some baskets for Olivia's wardrobe and I actually folded and put away all her clothes.  Which means less boxes in her room.  We also bought a book shelf which put a huge dent in the boxes sitting in the garage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I finally pulled out the pregnancy pillow.  I don't think I used one until midway into my pregnancy with Olivia but it was worth every penny I paid for it.  I think at times Mike gets a little jealous because I hug and cuddle my pillow but it really does provide me the support and comfort I need to get some rest at night.  I just want to thank Liberty for introducing me to the pillow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-2732808613449101351?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/2732808613449101351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=2732808613449101351' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/2732808613449101351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/2732808613449101351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2010/11/good-deals.html' title='Good deals'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-5401966405180527472</id><published>2010-11-01T20:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T20:50:05.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>We carved our first pumpkin.  Olivia dressed up in her pumpkin costume and she was a little terrified to go trick or treating but she was super excited to get candy.  We only went to 4 houses on our block but it was enough candy to last Olivia.  She loved the dots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/TM-KOOFEXOI/AAAAAAAAAk4/BXxHIXDPL5o/s1600/carving_pumpkin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/TM-KOOFEXOI/AAAAAAAAAk4/BXxHIXDPL5o/s320/carving_pumpkin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534794443963784418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/TM-J3JJcfrI/AAAAAAAAAkw/WwwrBiY4Ik0/s1600/pumpkin_olivia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/TM-J3JJcfrI/AAAAAAAAAkw/WwwrBiY4Ik0/s320/pumpkin_olivia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534794047502974642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/TM-Jn77h9XI/AAAAAAAAAko/mpbEe_OHhqE/s1600/pumpkin_pumpkin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/TM-Jn77h9XI/AAAAAAAAAko/mpbEe_OHhqE/s320/pumpkin_pumpkin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534793786256913778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/TM-I3GrPpKI/AAAAAAAAAkg/j_CA5rOKDEI/s1600/Olivia_candy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/TM-I3GrPpKI/AAAAAAAAAkg/j_CA5rOKDEI/s320/Olivia_candy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534792947327804578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-5401966405180527472?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/5401966405180527472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=5401966405180527472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/5401966405180527472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/5401966405180527472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/TM-KOOFEXOI/AAAAAAAAAk4/BXxHIXDPL5o/s72-c/carving_pumpkin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-8290277415194631140</id><published>2010-10-29T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T11:41:57.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Should I be nervous...</title><content type='html'>Week 6-9 were a piece of cake compared to week 10.  And I suspect it is just the beginning of this stage of morning sickness.  I am trying to be a lot more proactive this time and try to eat every 2-3 hours but it really is a big pain in the butt to do that at work.  I am in the mode of counting down to week 14-16.  I remember being sick with Olivia until I was five months along but I think it started to wear off somewhere around week 16.  So hopefully Thanksgiving can be enjoyable and I should be feeling awesome by the time Christmas comes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it seems like my sense of smell really picked up or more smells just make me sick.  And this might be TMI but what about bladder incontinence when I am gagging/throwing up.  I don't remember that being a problem with Olivia or after having her except when my bladder was super full and I had to sneeze.  Being pregnant this second time around is totally different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I have many many more months to go before the baby comes but the thought just came to me.  Should I be nervous?   How is this going to impact Olivia?  How will I handle having two kids?  There are days when Olivia pushes me to the edge, I can't imagine having a newborn and a toddler on those days.  I read a book and half the people had an easier transition from 1-2 and others really struggled.  I know I am just being a worry wart but imagine expecting moms and TTC moms think about this all the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-8290277415194631140?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/8290277415194631140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=8290277415194631140' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/8290277415194631140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/8290277415194631140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2010/10/should-i-be-nervous.html' title='Should I be nervous...'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-4753797032278416255</id><published>2010-10-28T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T19:59:08.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Olivia amazes me</title><content type='html'>So I was lazy tonight and behind on putting Olivia to sleep but lucky for me Olivia took the initiative.  She must have been tired because she found her pajamas and changed her own clothes. She even put her dirty clothes in the hamper.  She got her sleeping bag and laid it out on the floor next to our bed and tucked her self in. Usually I make her sleep in her own bed but tonite I made an exception. I don't know if my two year is trying to outsmart me or she is just super responsible.  Oh well. I will enjoy it for now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note I am halfway done with my Christmas shopping. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-4753797032278416255?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/4753797032278416255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=4753797032278416255' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/4753797032278416255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/4753797032278416255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2010/10/olivia-amazes-me.html' title='Olivia amazes me'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-2926357306091398051</id><published>2010-10-28T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T08:35:23.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas is just around the corner</title><content type='html'>We have less than 2 months until Christmas and I am not going to wait this year to buy presents.  So my goal is to get 90% of my Christmas shopping done by December 1.  I know I might be driving Mike a little crazy since it isn't Halloween yet so sorry in advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone else already started or maybe already finished with Christmas shopping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-2926357306091398051?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/2926357306091398051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=2926357306091398051' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/2926357306091398051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/2926357306091398051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2010/10/christmas-is-just-around-corner.html' title='Christmas is just around the corner'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-54849011417974620</id><published>2010-10-27T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T13:28:39.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Olivia and Gatorade</title><content type='html'>My goal is to not post another complaint about pregnancy for today so this post is about Olivia and Gatorade.  Mike bought me some gatorade last night and he told Olivia that it was juice and he gave her a sip.  After she tasted it she called it popsicle juice.  I thought it was cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia is growing fast and her vocabulary is growing at a huge rate and she is getting better at forming her sentences.  It is cool to see how much she learns in such a short amount of time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves Toy Story 3 and watches it daily.  Woody is her favorite character.  Her favorite movie use to be Beauty and the Beast and she would walk around the house with her book and sing and pretend she was Belle.  So imaginative.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She does and says a lot of funny stuff everyday but I am terrible with remembering lately and actually blogging it.  I guess that is how it goes sometimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-54849011417974620?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/54849011417974620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=54849011417974620' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/54849011417974620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/54849011417974620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2010/10/olivia-and-gatorade.html' title='Olivia and Gatorade'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-6069063116431743507</id><published>2010-10-26T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T14:26:53.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I told my boss.  What a relief!</title><content type='html'>I told my boss today that I was pregnant and he was so awesome about it.  He congratulated me and was genuinely happy for me.  The Director of our department is actually retiring in December which means my current boss will be the interim Director and more than likely there will be organizational changes which will give me a more permanent and better position even though I am new to the organization.  Talk about a lot of pressure.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plan currently is to keep working and come back to work.  Really I can't plan for anything else because there are no other concrete options.  The thing that my boss said to me that made me feel so much better is to plan and work as if I was going to work after the baby comes and if I decide to quit let the department worry about that mess and not to take it upon myself to do that.  Really I couldn't have asked for a better response.  It really does make a difference in satisfaction in my job when my boss actually cares about his employees as people and not just workers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, it is kind of funny to see the guys at work filter their comments and responses now that a lady is present in the room.  I can't imagine what it would be like to witness an all male workforce.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-6069063116431743507?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/6069063116431743507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=6069063116431743507' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/6069063116431743507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/6069063116431743507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-told-my-boss-what-relief.html' title='I told my boss.  What a relief!'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-848799204661057980</id><published>2010-10-26T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T07:54:42.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taylor Swift: Speak Now for $3.99</title><content type='html'>Heard great things about this album.  Check out this post to get the details to purchase:  &lt;a href="http://www.utahdealdiva.com/2010/10/taylor-swift-speak-now-for-399.html"&gt;http://www.utahdealdiva.com/2010/10/taylor-swift-speak-now-for-399.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-848799204661057980?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/848799204661057980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=848799204661057980' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/848799204661057980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/848799204661057980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2010/10/taylor-swift-speak-now-for-399.html' title='Taylor Swift: Speak Now for $3.99'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-3743388819235584591</id><published>2010-10-25T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T19:54:39.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pleasant surprise</title><content type='html'>So Mike and I love the birthing center. All the midwives are so nice and personable. I was too early to hear the heartbeat but luckily they gave me an ultrasound. It was so cool to see the baby. The heartbeat was strong and we saw it kicking it's feet around and jumping around like a bean.  It was a nice surprise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia was very concerned when I had to get my blood drawn. She held my hand the whole time. It was sweet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 weeks. Finally double digits. I can only hope the morning sickness gets better but I am realistic that this could last until Christmas. But I have Thanksgivings to look forward too and Christmas and New Years and after that I will be twenty weeks and we get to find out the sex. Trying to stay positive even though I feel terrible and I sometimes wonder why did we do this again and then I remember that we will have a sweet baby this spring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-3743388819235584591?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/3743388819235584591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=3743388819235584591' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/3743388819235584591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/3743388819235584591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2010/10/pleasant-surprise.html' title='Pleasant surprise'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-2110645420152694095</id><published>2010-10-25T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T08:25:10.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Complaining about pregnancy</title><content type='html'>So on the bright side I don't always have morning sickness daily starting last week.  The bad news is when it is bad it is really bad.  Yesterday was bad.  Throwing up.  Esophagus burning.  And I haven't had a good night sleep in ages.  I really miss that.  And I have a love hate relationship with food.  I hate to cook or eat it but if I don't then I get sick.  It has been a long time I ate something and thought "Wow, that tasted really good."  But then it does make me feel a lot better to finally get something in my stomach but only a few bites so I feel like I am constantly eating.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost weight.  Probably all muscle mass but my tummy is definitely growing.  My tummy is still too little to hold up maternity pants but my regular pants are getting a little too tight.  I hate the in between stage.  On the plus side I have my first appointment with a midwife.  Hopefully I am far along enough we will hear the heartbeat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-2110645420152694095?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/2110645420152694095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=2110645420152694095' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/2110645420152694095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/2110645420152694095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2010/10/complaining-about-pregnancy.html' title='Complaining about pregnancy'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831467289251675208.post-6008099638732788010</id><published>2010-10-23T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T15:43:20.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy fall days</title><content type='html'>I decided to bake some wheat bread today and wanted to make cinnamon buns so I doubled my recipe and they turned out fantastic.  The wheat bread turned out great too.  I was so proud I even took a picture before I put the frosting on.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/TMNk9pG0CfI/AAAAAAAAAkU/ppfQjoOy60w/s1600/IMG_4617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/TMNk9pG0CfI/AAAAAAAAAkU/ppfQjoOy60w/s320/IMG_4617.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531375777510328818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8831467289251675208-6008099638732788010?l=durtschibaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/feeds/6008099638732788010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8831467289251675208&amp;postID=6008099638732788010' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/6008099638732788010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8831467289251675208/posts/default/6008099638732788010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://durtschibaby.blogspot.com/2010/10/lazy-fall-days.html' title='Lazy fall days'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05033722045581129525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/SCjBzgwkplI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tusOxhzSUNQ/S220/IMG_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wccMjS0hnSU/TMNk9pG0CfI/AAAAAAAAAkU/ppfQjoOy60w/s72-c/IMG_4617.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
