When I was in the third grade I got my first bra. Yes, I was a early bloomer and will never forget going to the old Anniston Wal-mart, the one where Big Lots and Burkes is now!! My mom took me to the girls department and let me pick two out. They were both white and had a little bow on them. SO CUTE! I of course thought I was so grown up to get to wear a bra until we ran into mom's boss and her son. I was mortified that there was a bra in the buggy and it was mine!!! I didn't melt into the ground like I wanted to and proudly began my bra wearing days.
Now 20 years later! I hate bra shopping and bra straps that fall,ride up,pinch,poke and whatever else they do. I have a hard time finding bras that fit cause lets just face it I have boobies that are just too big. My mom went to a place at the Summit called The Fitting Touch and was fitted for a bra. She has been telling me how great it was to have a properly fitted bra on. So yesterday she took me! I'm super uncomfortable with my body and not excited at all about some person seeing me without a bra on in a dressing room. BUT it was actually Okay. I didn't feel uncomfortable at all. The girl that measured me was telling me the entire time how a bra should fit and where mine was not fitting correctly it was just really interesting! She goes into the store and gets the bras for you to try on and just makes it almost fun! I LOVED it!! I now have bras that fit and feel good. They are expensive but if they can improve the look and feel of these giants then it is worth it!
Next time you go to the Summit go have your self professionally fitted it will change your boobies!!
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Friday, January 22, 2010
Randoms
So I have lots to write about but first I must show my new love!
Campbells Chunky
Chicken Broccoli and Cheese Soup
Oh How I have never loved another! I tried this when I was sick after Christmas and just loved it. I can't get enough of it now! It is my daily meal. It does has 210 calories per serving but I usually skip breakfast so I don't feel so bad about eating it at 420 calories!!
Okay moving on... Last night I made a new or new to us meal. Ricky and his friend Michael both said it was great and I should make it more often. Regan wouldn't touch it but he doesn't do noodles unless its spaghetti. I'm sure this isn't new to the world.
1lb hamburger
1can diced tomato
1can corn ((drain all the water off))
1pkg taco seasoning
1 package macaroni and cheese
Brown the hamburger meat, (pour off the grease) add taco seasoning, tomato and corn. Make the macaroni and cheese as directed on package. Then mix it all together. I added some Mexican cheese to it just for kicks!! Yummy!
The boys are doing so much better now! Regan is doing better about jealously he still has moments but it is improving. He tries to give Kollyn five and kisses him all the time. He tells him bye in the morning and Kollyn is the first thing he says when comes in the door. Actually, he calls him B so the first thing he says is hi B! If Kollyn is asleep when he gets home he starts asking where B? So sweet!! Just what I have wanted for all these years. I can see these two being best friends!
This time next week the boys and I will be at Disney World with my mom! I'm super excited. We are basically going as Regan's 5Th birthday present. I haven't been since I was 5 or 6 so I'm like a kid thinking of all I want to do. My mom makes all the trips super special and I know this one will be special too.
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Regan's story
Ricky and I were married in March of 2004. I had foot surgery in April of 04 and while on the antibiotics got pregnant in May. Antibiotics+birth control= increase risk of pregnancy. That's right, two months after getting married I'm pregnant!! The honeymoon stage ended quickly!!
The entire time I was pregnant I kept telling Ricky that something was wrong with our baby. I just felt it. He being the positive person he is told me that I was just pregnant and my hormones were out of control.
February of 2005
I went into labor at 4am on Saturday the 19th. I wouldn't delievery Regan until 3:58pm on SUNDAY! Yep, 35hours and 58minutes after I felt my first contraction. When Regan was born he was blue, but started crying in just a few seconds. I remember while the doctor was finishing up an nurse walking toward the door, the doctor mouthed something to the nurse and the nurse made a sad face and shook her head yes. At the time I had no idea what was said but a few hours later we would find out. While everyone was there and we were counting fingers and toes we noticed that his pinky toe was attached to his "ring" toe. Ricky went and asked the nurse and she said the doctor will be in to talk to you after he does his exam. So they came and got Regan from me and off to the nursery he went. A little while later I got to see the proofs of his first pictures. My dear friend was sitting on the bed beside me and I told her "He looks like a down syndrome baby" but we talked about how it had been 36 hours so maybe his face was flat from that. All of our family went home and that left Ricky and myself with three of our friends. We were all just talking and enjoying the moment when a doctor walked in. He said he was here to talk to us about our son and then just went right into. "Your child has the characteristics of a child with down syndrome" He then went on to say things that no mother would ever want to hear. He told us that he would be retarded (I'll post my feelings about this one day) He told us that Regan would struggle to walk, talk and would have many health problems. I shut him out after that. I don't remember the doctor walking out of the room or anything. I remember crying to give me the phone so I could call my parents. My brother answered the phone and I was sobbing. He screamed for my mom who was already in the bed and I just screamed to her. They made a 30 min drive in about 10. A nurse brought me in a little pill a little while later. I never asked what it was because I knew it was something to calm me down. They finally brought Regan in for us again. All I wanted to do was hold my baby. The day he was born was the happiest day of my life and the saddest day. On one hand I had just had my first child. He had a head full of dark brown hair that stood up all over his head. The greatest love I ever knew. On the other hand we lost a child that day. We didn't have the pro football player or brain surgeon son we dreamed about. He changed us that day. We became parents of a special needs child.
The entire time I was pregnant I kept telling Ricky that something was wrong with our baby. I just felt it. He being the positive person he is told me that I was just pregnant and my hormones were out of control.
February of 2005
I went into labor at 4am on Saturday the 19th. I wouldn't delievery Regan until 3:58pm on SUNDAY! Yep, 35hours and 58minutes after I felt my first contraction. When Regan was born he was blue, but started crying in just a few seconds. I remember while the doctor was finishing up an nurse walking toward the door, the doctor mouthed something to the nurse and the nurse made a sad face and shook her head yes. At the time I had no idea what was said but a few hours later we would find out. While everyone was there and we were counting fingers and toes we noticed that his pinky toe was attached to his "ring" toe. Ricky went and asked the nurse and she said the doctor will be in to talk to you after he does his exam. So they came and got Regan from me and off to the nursery he went. A little while later I got to see the proofs of his first pictures. My dear friend was sitting on the bed beside me and I told her "He looks like a down syndrome baby" but we talked about how it had been 36 hours so maybe his face was flat from that. All of our family went home and that left Ricky and myself with three of our friends. We were all just talking and enjoying the moment when a doctor walked in. He said he was here to talk to us about our son and then just went right into. "Your child has the characteristics of a child with down syndrome" He then went on to say things that no mother would ever want to hear. He told us that he would be retarded (I'll post my feelings about this one day) He told us that Regan would struggle to walk, talk and would have many health problems. I shut him out after that. I don't remember the doctor walking out of the room or anything. I remember crying to give me the phone so I could call my parents. My brother answered the phone and I was sobbing. He screamed for my mom who was already in the bed and I just screamed to her. They made a 30 min drive in about 10. A nurse brought me in a little pill a little while later. I never asked what it was because I knew it was something to calm me down. They finally brought Regan in for us again. All I wanted to do was hold my baby. The day he was born was the happiest day of my life and the saddest day. On one hand I had just had my first child. He had a head full of dark brown hair that stood up all over his head. The greatest love I ever knew. On the other hand we lost a child that day. We didn't have the pro football player or brain surgeon son we dreamed about. He changed us that day. We became parents of a special needs child.
Little house on the hill
This blog is new. I'm not new to blogging but due to some concerns we decided to move blogs around. My family consists of my sweet hubby, two boys, 1 cat and myself. Regan is four,loves football,sports,golf cart rides and motorcycle rides. Kollyn is 7 weeks old. He loves sleeping and a good bottle. Ricky works so that I can stay at home. His loves are Alabama football and well football. I'm Kay, a stay at home mom, who loves a good book and shopping.
Welcome back to our world!
Welcome back to our world!
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