5. Post a youtube video (at your own risk...)

This video is hilarious and makes me laugh everytime. First lets discuss his pj's, I mean this kid can't be more than 8 wearing mickey mouse FLANNEL, which is 3 sizes too small. Or maybe he can, since his dad skirts across the screen to the fridge for his ninth beer at 9am- in his man bikini underwear. Everytime "Timmy" snaps his fingers, his eight year old baby man boobie jiggles and it's great! Not to mention he's singing into a rotten banana....maybe this is his form of exercise which isn't working for him- the kid's out of breath by the 6th chorus...and when he gets on the floor, I was SCARED about what might pop out of those teeny boppers shorts but thankfully he kept his junk in the trunk, except for his beer belly which he probably inherited from his pops. Now all I want to know is, who did he get his talent from?! enjoy!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5h6Bm7cMx7Q

4. Post a picture of you in your favorite outfit

Okay, first of all, I am a new mom. My favorite outfit is pj's right now & i'm not going to take a picture of myself wearing pj's for this blog. Second of all, I have a ton of clothes...many of them are my "favorites", I LOVE my clothes, but right now I am 30lbs heavier than I was before I got pregnant (when most of my clothes were bought) and there's no way I can sqeeze my fat ass in a size 2 right now! so- I guess I can dig up a photo or two... 

3. A photo that makes you happy

I have a ton of photos that make me happy. I am very nostalgic...here are a few of my favorites from various years that make me happy.

beach bars w/ dane, our first "date"

when my hair was long & blonde

taken at my first house in wilmington

when louie was a baby kitty

my 19th birthday, best yet.

buying liquor in Paris

hanging out with friends on beach

taking pictures on Nadias macbook

like my hair in this one

my baby shower :O)

when dane got home from PR

summer

one of the best nights ever.

these pictures make me happy because it takes me back to a happy time in my life.

2. what makes you uniquely you?

I started thinking about this question last night while lying awake in bed. What does "uniquely you" really traslate into? Unique is being different, so it's asking, what makes you different from all the other "you's" or people. It's hard to define yourself sometimes, but I am going to try my best to define what makes me different.

• I was born September 26, 1990 - so that makes me a libra, which is considered the goddess of balance and truth. I agree with this. I definatley have the ability to put myself in other peoples shoes. I can almost always see both sides of an argument and I have to feel balanced emotionally, especially during an argument. some libran qualities that I believe define me are: just, sociable, refined, accommodating, kind, fair, diplomatic, likable, indecisive, respectful, artistic. Because Libra enjoys balance in their lives, they seek the middle ground. In the process, they may end up trying to be everything to everyone. This is where their reputation for untruthfulness comes from. Generally, their untruths spring from a true desire for peace and fairness--although they may not be comfortable with direct and malicious trickery, they feel totally justified when they lie in order to avoid making waves.
• I am defiantly able to overcome the odds. I missed 80 days my senior year and still graduated. I was in an abusive relationship for 3 years, and I got out. My parents went through a nasty divorce and I recovered & I'm now in a happy healthy relationship. I don't know how many times I almost didn't pass a class but did, almost got in a wreck, but didn't- I've done some pretty stupid stuff, but I'm still here :)
• I defiantly think outside the box. I feel like anything I want to be, will be. If I really want to do something, there's nothing stopping me and I can achieve anything I want. That also goes the other way though, if there is something I don't want to do, once I have my mind set, it's set and there is no changing it!

Things I don't like:
bugs, spiders, annoying dogs, dogs that drool, tomatoes, old western movies, songs that have no meaning or words, people that brag, stuck up people, people who judge, cold showers, when it's 95 degrees outside everyday, having nothing to wear, being broke, loud obnoxious children who need a spanking.

Things I do like:
thunderstorms, my middle name, kittens and puppy's, the way a baby smells, fresh cut grass in the summer, tulips and hydrangeas, new makeup, clothes, nail polish(anything girly), hugs and kisses, my family, soft blankies, a pretty smile, fall when the leaves change, lady bugs, red wine, veggies and fruits, cheese.

I grew up in Fraternity Church of the Brethern, had lunch at my paternal grandmothers house every sunday. I have an older sister named Kelsie. I ate a poptart almost every morning while watching Saved by the Bell before getting on the bus. I never lived in a neighborhood until my parents seperated and I still know the girls I lived with in that apartment complex (although one lives in Fl. and one is a heroin addict). I still don't know all my multiplication tables, but I love reading and i'm great in english. I went to Paris, France as a graduation present and had the best time of my life, one of my best friends is from & still lives there. I did a lot of drug experimentation in my teens and I don't regret that or hide it from anyone because it helped make me who I am today. I was best friends with the same girl from age 3 until last summer. I moved to Wilmington, NC at 18 and i'm finishing cosmetology school this December. I just got married AND became a mommy to a beautiful boy! I still have a lot of things I want to do in my life, and I'm sure from now to 20 years, 30 years from now I will change. I have changed repeatedly in the past 20 years, all for the better.

So like I said, It's hard to define yourself because you are ever changing. What makes me so unique is God made only one of me. There is no one else like me in this world.

1. What age do you miss the most?

I knew the answer to this question the day I came home from the hospital with my little blueberry muffin. I cried that day because I didn't want him to grow up! My mom thought I was crazy, she was like "kiley, he's ONLY 2 days old...You still have awhile." But now my little muffin is a week away from being 3 months old...and although I haven't experienced even a year of his life, I will miss those first few days. I miss how teeny he was & how he slept all day long, and I could just stare at his precious face! Of course i'll be happy to watch him grown and do something new everyday, but I won't forget how new everything was at the hospital. I didn't sleep for 55 hours because I was so high on this new life that I created. I can't wait to feel that feeling again.

my favorite picture ever taken of slade. 1 day old.

starting tomorrow!

Hopefully starting tomorrow, i am going to copy kaity (hehe, sorry) and try to make this blog a little more interesting...and complete one of these questions each day. I would do it now, but my arm hurts from updating my blog design and its staring to piss me off that i can't get it how i want it....

Day 1. what age do you miss the most?
Day 2. What makes you uniquely you?
Day 3. A photo that makes you happy
Day 4. Style 31. Post a pic of you in your favorite outfit.
Day 5. A YouTube video
Day 6. Your most embarrassing moment
Day 7. Do you believe in the "cry until he sleeps" method?
Day 8. Have a beauty secret (e.g. hair tip, make up tip)? Share, please!
Day 9. What virtues do you value in yourself?
Day 10. What are some of your favorite makeup products, and what foundation/powder do you wear?
Day 11. Post a recipe.
Day 12. Write about what wears you out as a woman.
Day 13. Write a blog thanking someone who's made your heart come alive.
Day 14. Style 31. Post an outfit pic!
Day 15. What do you wish for?
Day 16. How old was Slade when he started sleeping through the night and how did you do this? 
Day 17. Write about 3 things that make you happy.
Day 18. If you could, what would you tell yourself before you had your baby?
Day 19. Write about your significant other
Day 20. Write about your job and why you love it or hate it.
Day 21. Write about your most vivid childhood memory. Post a picture of you taken over 10 years ago.
Day 22. What did you do today?
Day 23. Who's your celebrity look alike?
Day 24. What is God teaching you presently?
Day 25. Style 31. Post a pic of your favorite comfy clothes.
Day 26. What do you hope your grandchildren will say about you someday when you are gone?
Day 27. Who are your favorite bloggers?
Day 28. Write about your insecurities as a woman.
Day 29. Your day, in great detail
Day 30. What do you think is going to happen to you after you die?
Day 31. Your favorite quote

moving "week" has arrived!!!

One week from tomorrow, we will be in our new house. I cannot wait!!!

 Things I will not miss about our house:

• the well water, that stains the shower with rust & smells like blood & turns my hair orange.
• the tinyyy bathroom that slade barely fits in alone
• our washer & dryer being in our kitchen
• our cats being able to scratch the carpet!
• not having a dishwasher
• our big windows that have no blinds
• the akward setup of our living room being our bedroom and the living room being a bedroom
• the little to no closet space
• our closets being in the guest room
• dane having to mow the yard
• louie getting stuck in trees
• the huge waterbugs that invade the house in the summer
• the big ass banana spider that sits outside of my window
• it being too cold, or too hot
• the gas bill
• the eletric bill
• the air units loud noises
• our nosey neighbor
• our annoying landlords
• the wall colors

the list could go on, and on, and on. but I decided none of that really matters, because our new house is amazing. This week has seriously flown by. I can't believe tomorrow is already Friday!!! Slade is getting so big, and i'm glad his first memories are going to be in a nice, upscale, beautiful home. Today I am signing up for classes, for the spring semester & i'm still really worried that my mom and Ken arn't going to make it down here in time for April 13th. yes, i thought classes started April 19th, but no. April 13th. I am so very nervous to leave my little bean behind...but It's going to be such a relief to be done with school in December, take my state boards and have my license. Finally. Finally, Finally. I have been trying to complete this since Jan. of '09. Now, 3 years later I'm finally doing it!

two months old

Today  Slade is two months old!

Hard to believe that he's been on this earth for 60 some days & that I once carried him around in my belly. Dane keeps asking "Could he fit in there now?" umm, no. haha. I wouldn't be able to walk. He had his two month check up today at 11. (odd, 11:00am on the 11th...he was also born on 1/11/11, whats with all the 1's? Its weird and freaking me out!) They should probably go ahead and call it his "torture appointment" since thats pretty much what it boiled down to. We went in and they weighed him and measured his body and head. He weighs 13lbs 6ounces and weighs more than 90% of boys his age. He is 23 and a quarter inch long and is taller than 75% of boys his age. He is a big muthatrucker. He likes to eat, a lot! The doctor was super nice, an older gentleman & Slade was not thrilled at all when he started poking and prodding at him. He said all looked great and Slade was "beautiful" (well, thank you, have you seen me? what'd you think he'd be like?! hehe) and he kissed him when he was done. Never seen a doctor do that before, he must have really liked him! Then the evil nurse came in with her needles and he recieved not one, not two, but three vaccines. 5 in all, with three packed into one needle. He also got some drops in his mouth that protect him from a terrible stomach virus called the rhotavirus. Thankfully, he is now protected from hep. B, polio, diphtheria, tetanus, and acellular pertussis. Well, apparently he is going to get those three shots again and again until he is 4 years old. Gosh, can't they give me a break? It was horrible. He cried, he screamed, he choked because he was crying so hard, he cried for ten minutes...even trying to feed him wouldn't soothe him and I felt like a terrible, evil, mean mommy. I cried...a lot. I didn't even wear waterproof mascara, what was I thinking? He bled through his bandage!!Oh well, its over now. And I have a perfect, healthy baby. I guess it's better to be safe than sorry!



slade and his mama



slade's birth story

I figured since tomorrow Slade will be two months old (I can't believe it), in honor of him I will share his birth story. I still go back and look at the pictures and videos of his birth and it takes me back to what an amazing moment it really was...

Sunday, Jan. 9th I wokeup and had some leakage. I kept telling Dane that I was worried my water had broken, and after speaking to my mom we decided to go to the hospital to ease our minds. This was our second trip and I just knew it was going to be a false alarm. We got checked in, and the doctor did a test to see if I was truly leaking amniotic fluid, but he determined that indeed, it was not. I was confused. I mean, how in the world could this be "discharge"? We checked out and headed on home, still with another two weeks, maybe more before I could see my sweet angel's face. We went about our normal Sunday routine, cleaning up the house, watching football & eating dinner. I really wasn't looking forward to Dane going back to work the next morning...it gets pretty lonely at home during the week. We got in bed and fell asleep...well Dane fell asleep.

I couldn't fall asleep. I kept having to get up and change underwear because I was leaking so bad. Everytime I moved it was like someone had popped a water balloon! Around 7am (after two-three hours of restful sleep) I had one last gush and I sat up in bed and said "I think my water really broke this time Dane." He sat up in bed and said "really?" and I started for the bathroom, and squeezed out the towel I had been laying on. "I mean, does that look like "discharge" to you?!" I was worried this was going to be another false alarm...but at the same time I knew it wasn't, it couldn't be! As I went to grab some breakfast Dane told me to look outside...I opened the curtains in the guest room and it was snowing. Lots of snow, probably already an inch with big, fat flakes coming down still. I called my doctor to ask what the protocal was, should I meet him at the hospital?? He told me he would see me there- and to be careful on the way. I alerted Dane that this was no false alarm, and he needed to let his work know that he wouldn't be coming in. He said "Are you sure this is for real?". We got in the car, bags in tow and as we left the driveway I wondered if we would be coming back.

We arrived at the hospital and when I was checked our nurse let me know that in fact, my water had really broken this time! I was relieved and dane said he was scared. The nurse asked him why, and he said "because, I dont know what's going to happen!" and she said "You're going to have a baby today!" but boy was she wrong. They checked us into Labor & Delivery and asked me to walk around to help my labor to progress. We walked for about 15 minutes before I was bored of walking and we went to our room. Dane snuck me some snacks- I was starving by 10:00am, I barely had a bowl of cereal before we left. Our nurse was pretty nice- she hooked me up to the monitor and we listened to Slade's heart beat and watched my contractions, which were strong and steady by now because of the pitocin. Dane's Aunt Cynthia came to sit with us, and she was an angel. She rubbed my back, which was now starting to hurt a little- and brought us drinks and Dane lunch. We just sat and chatted and joked with the Doctor that maybe I would be that girl who didn't feel a thing because I wasn't in any pain and was about 2-3 cm dilated. It seemed like forever before I finally felt some pain and my nurse advised me that I should go ahead and ask for an epidural before they got "too busy" to give me one. I was worried it would slow down my labor but she assured me they would just up my pitocin if that happened. Against my better judgement I agreed and had her send word that I was ready. I am a total needle phobe & I cried during the entire thing. It didn't really hurt- I was just more scared than anything. After that I literally couldn't feel anything from my waist down and it was great. I watched every contraction get stronger and stronger till it was off the scale & I didn't feel any pain, just some tightness in my belly. They checked me and around 3-4 cm they saw Slade's heartbeat had dropped, and even changing positions didn't help- so they had to take me off the pitocin. An hour later I was still 3-4cm, and I was have very irregular contractions, but Slade's heartbeat was back on track so they quickly got the pitocin running again. By this time I was 4-5cm and my epidural had worn off. I was feeling everything. Even with two bolis's I was crying through every contraction, I just couldn't stand to have another one. I was pissed how slow everything was happening. It was 11pm and my sister and mother were there, after driving through the snow and ice and they were asking the doctor to get me some pain relief. They tried to put a different sort of medicine in the epidural needle- which took the edge off. I was able to breathe through the contractions but they still hurt like hell. At around 2am they checked me and I was 10cm- I was so emotional, I wasn't ready to meet this little being that I had carried around inside of me for 9 months. I was scared that I wouldn't be able to push him out...but an hour later, I did. at 3:10 Slade Wells Wilkinson was born to a very tired, but happy mommy and daddy. The pushing part was and still is a blur. All i remember is praying for it to be over. It was so painful- and I remember the relief I felt as they laid him on what was once my belly.

I only held him for a moment because I was still in so much pain and I passed him off to his daddy who held him for the first few hours. It was beautiful- I can't even picture my mother or sister in the room because I was fixated on those two walking, bouncing around the dark room at 3, 4, 5 am. I couldn't sleep for two days because I was on such a high. And I still am.

relocating

I always thought blogs were kind of stupid. I mean, its sort of like a diary for the entire "world" to view. Since my family lives so far away I figured I would give them a little view into our life- more so than a facebook status.

As most of you know, Dane and I have had some serious financial issues with our current house being heated with propane gas. It's a 90 year old house and it barely has any insulation. Our house is heated by a gas unit on the wall in the foyer and it is NOT efficent. With three $375 gas bills in 4 months and two $300 power bills Dane finally came around and agreed that we need to move. I have been "house hunting" with little to no luck because I married one picky guy. We really didn't want to compromise on sq footage, a yard, or location-- but especially not price.  Finally we found what seemed to be the best deal we were gonna find and we took advantage of it! We did loose our third bedroom, but hopefully we won't be needing one in the near future!!! I have my hands full with this little guy. We did gain a safe neighborhood, a garage, a second bathroom & a pool, which is going to be so much fun this summer on the days that the beach is too crowded. We will be moving slowly but surely - in completely by the weekend of April 1st. I cannot wait.

Sadly, I will only have 18 days to get adjusted to our new home because I have to resume going to school on April 19th which I am dreading. I really don't want to leave my little buddy but I know its for the best. My mom and her husband; Ken, are going to be moving to Wilmington by the end of March. My mom is going to be watching Slade from 8:30-2:30pm while i'm at school. Although I am really gonna miss him, I can't wait to finally be done with school!!!

Pics of our new place!!

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Breakfast nook^                                                                    moving on up with our DOUBLE sinks!!!

garden tub, yes- its trueee-