<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812</id><updated>2012-02-16T14:33:16.314-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Constantly Improving</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812.post-1880143195701075112</id><published>2010-01-01T00:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T00:20:13.795-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to say Happy New Year to everyone, including my angel baby! I haven't forgotten you! May you all be blessed in this new year, may the pain of the old year become the joy of the new year. because without the pain, we wouldn't have the joy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898974345627119812-1880143195701075112?l=constantlyimproving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/1880143195701075112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/1880143195701075112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/1880143195701075112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812.post-6840035748680148736</id><published>2009-08-21T15:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T15:20:16.714-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Three years</title><content type='html'>I can't believe that it has been three years since I had my miscarriage. I believe with all my heart that it was a little boy although that is based only on my pregnancy experiences. However it was exactly the way my pregnancy began with Riley. I look at my oldest daughter and I know that I was meant to have a miscarriage as I wouldn't have her. She was conceived a month later. But it is still hard to think of the little brother that Riley never got. I take comfort that God has a plan for me and for my children (both here and in heaven).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898974345627119812-6840035748680148736?l=constantlyimproving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/6840035748680148736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/08/three-years.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/6840035748680148736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/6840035748680148736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/08/three-years.html' title='Three years'/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812.post-8597769661079181538</id><published>2009-07-14T10:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T10:26:20.543-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Three things you don't know about me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;***Blog hop time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things you don't know about me are 1.) I used to be a armed security officer in the years before children and I loved it. I started working in that field as a dispatcher at 18. I am a pretty good shot. 2.) I am a tvaholic. I love watching tv and am so happy someone invented the DVR. My TV however thinks that I have forgotten about it lately as I haven't had much time to watch anything. 3.) I love coke (the drink) and hate water. I bet I would lose ten pounds if I traded every coke I drink for water. I used to be a smoker but quit after getting pregnant so coke (caffeine) is my only real vice left other then chocolate.***&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mcklinky.com/blog_hop.asp" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mcklinky.com/images/MckLinkyBlogHop.jpg" alt="MckLinky Blog Hop" width="300" height="98" border="0" longdesc="http://www.brentriggs.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.mcklinky.com/linky_include_bloghop.asp?id=688" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898974345627119812-8597769661079181538?l=constantlyimproving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/8597769661079181538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/07/three-things-you-dont-know-about-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/8597769661079181538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/8597769661079181538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/07/three-things-you-dont-know-about-me.html' title='Three things you don&apos;t know about me!'/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812.post-150919648870689634</id><published>2009-07-07T12:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T13:01:45.871-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite photo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e107/Cheiva/?action=view&amp;current=0002.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e107/Cheiva/0002.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my currant favorite photo as it is the only photo I have with all of us in it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mcklinky.com/blog_hop.asp" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mcklinky.com/images/MckLinkyBlogHop.jpg" alt="MckLinky Blog Hop" width="300" height="98" border="0" longdesc="http://www.brentriggs.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.mcklinky.com/linky_include_basic.asp?id=377" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898974345627119812-150919648870689634?l=constantlyimproving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/150919648870689634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/07/favorite-photo.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/150919648870689634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/150919648870689634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/07/favorite-photo.html' title='Favorite photo'/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812.post-394669979165194808</id><published>2009-07-04T20:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T20:07:19.006-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Fourth of July!!!</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to post real quick to say Happy 4th to everyone! I am so proud to be an American! Cheesy I know, but I am! Also I have only 17 days till my oldest is 4 years old! Holy cow, where does the time go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898974345627119812-394669979165194808?l=constantlyimproving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/394669979165194808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-fourth-of-july.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/394669979165194808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/394669979165194808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-fourth-of-july.html' title='Happy Fourth of July!!!'/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812.post-1271465184624737459</id><published>2009-07-03T11:15:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T17:14:52.121-04:00</updated><title type='text'>MckLinky Blog Hop</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;***Introduction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never really thought about introducing myself before because the few people who even know about this blog already know how crazy I am. My name is Lora. I am a child of God, a wife, a mother of three kids here on earth and one in heaven. I have been married for 4 and a half years. I am currently a SAHM and I love it. I love my kids more then I could ever properly put into words! I love reading blogs and my list of them seems to grow daily. I am totally random and hardly ever think my postings through. They are usually just what is on my mind at the moment, but half the time I can't hold on to the really great thoughts long enough to sit down and write them out so...this is what is left over! Oh and I am totally addicted to using LOL! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids...&lt;br /&gt;Riley, my oldest will be 4 on the 21st! In July of 2006 I became pregnant again. On Aug 21, 2006 I miscarried our second child. I became pregnant the following month with my daughter Cassidy who just turned 2! And my baby, Kaitlyn, is 4 months old! I think that's about all I can squeeze out at the moment as my kids are attempting to trash their rooms! Thanks for reading!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mcklinky.com/blog_hop.asp" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mcklinky.com/images/MckLinkyBlogHop.jpg" alt="MckLinky Blog Hop" width="300" height="98" border="0" longdesc="http://www.brentriggs.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.mcklinky.com/linky_include_basic.asp?id=135" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898974345627119812-1271465184624737459?l=constantlyimproving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/1271465184624737459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/07/mcklinky-blog-hop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/1271465184624737459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/1271465184624737459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/07/mcklinky-blog-hop.html' title='MckLinky Blog Hop'/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812.post-5358199725937005881</id><published>2009-07-01T15:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T15:23:31.428-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday's Walk Down Memory Lane</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; &lt;a href="http://lynnettekraft.blogspot.com"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg57/impickles/buttonwednesdaywalktiny.jpg"/&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think this is a fabulous idea and I want to write down real quick one of those passing memories that are forgotten so easily as time passes. Today in the car on my way to deliver some things to my hubby that he forgot, I was listening to a song on the radio...completely absorbed. From the back seat I hear my son saying under his breath "Turn, turn." I look to my left and sure enough I am about to pass my turn. Because of a not yet 4 year old, I was able to safely make that turn. I just started laughing. I want to remember the little things like that when I am older. I want to tell Riley how smart he was even at 4 when he is 20. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Lynette, cause I never would have written that down otherwise!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898974345627119812-5358199725937005881?l=constantlyimproving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/5358199725937005881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/07/wednesdays-walk-down-memory-lane.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/5358199725937005881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/5358199725937005881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/07/wednesdays-walk-down-memory-lane.html' title='Wednesday&apos;s Walk Down Memory Lane'/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812.post-1214268238703760201</id><published>2009-06-30T19:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T19:23:32.932-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday's Playlist</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I read a ton of blogs and don't post often but &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;a href="http://knowingnorrah.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m240/LuLuU_204/P1060158-1-1-1-1.jpg"/&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;is starting Tuesday's Playlist and I love music so I decided to play along. Seems like a great idea to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my Favorite (Can't get out of my head) Song from the last several weeks is Casting Crowns Praise You In This Storm. I have being feeling like I am in a small storm for a bit now and this song just really touched me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second favorite at the moment is I Will Rise by Chris Tomlin! Again...this song just reached out and said...LISTEN...so I did and I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898974345627119812-1214268238703760201?l=constantlyimproving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/1214268238703760201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/06/tuesdays-playlist.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/1214268238703760201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/1214268238703760201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/06/tuesdays-playlist.html' title='Tuesday&apos;s Playlist'/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812.post-6532362001580301645</id><published>2009-06-30T16:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T16:47:06.301-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Trying something new&lt;br /&gt;I am one of those people who has to try something to figure out what it is/what it does!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.mcklinky.com/linky_include_basic.asp?id=135" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898974345627119812-6532362001580301645?l=constantlyimproving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/6532362001580301645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/06/trying-something-new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/6532362001580301645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/6532362001580301645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/06/trying-something-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812.post-4304749350573629025</id><published>2009-06-30T16:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T16:21:48.301-04:00</updated><title type='text'>MckLinky</title><content type='html'>There’s a great new “linky” service available and I wanted to let you know about it. It’s called  MckLinky – www.mcklinky.com.  After realizing the need for a new, reliable linky capability, Brent Riggs and MckMama got together to create a free, easy to use linky service for all their blog friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MckLinky is a free link list feature that allows you to do include lists of other blog links like MckMama does on Not Me! Monday. You can use MckLinky any time you want your blog readers to leave a list of links on your blog.  It’s simple, reliable, free...and loads of MckFun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898974345627119812-4304749350573629025?l=constantlyimproving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/4304749350573629025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/06/mcklinky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/4304749350573629025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/4304749350573629025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/06/mcklinky.html' title='MckLinky'/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812.post-2955569727412722487</id><published>2009-06-29T14:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T14:56:18.618-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaitlyn 4 month check-up!</title><content type='html'>Kaitlyn's 4 month check-up went well. She weighs 12 pounds, 7 ounces. She is 23 inches long. She is a little behind on grabbing/batting at things but everything else is great! The doctor says that she should start doing that in the next two weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898974345627119812-2955569727412722487?l=constantlyimproving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/2955569727412722487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/06/kaitlyn-4-month-check-up.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/2955569727412722487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/2955569727412722487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/06/kaitlyn-4-month-check-up.html' title='Kaitlyn 4 month check-up!'/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812.post-6562410629904677346</id><published>2009-06-24T23:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T00:08:14.798-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Clean Rugs and Bigger Sizes</title><content type='html'>Weird tittle I know, but when I was thinking about what to post about those were the only two things I could think of to write about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So first off...Clean Rugs. My hubby cleaned the carpets in every room of the house except the closets. He started Saturday afternoon and finished the down stairs after the kids went to bed. Then he got up Sunday morning and did the second floor and the stairs. I am amazed at how much better the house looks just with the carpet being clean but there ya go. Thanks honey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the other part is Bigger Sizes...Kaitlyn can now wear her 3-6 month outfits. She has gotten long enough to need the bigger size. And as sad as it is, I was so sad to realize this yesterday. I really don't want her getting bigger this fast. Yes I realize that I have no control over it and it is going to happen no matter how much I wish that it wouldn't. I mean I know that she has to grow up but I realize that I wished Rileys babyness away cause I wanted to play with him. Cassidy was in 3-6 month clothes by 6 weeks old and I was so busy with Riley that I don't even really remember her being this little. So with the realization that Kaitlyn is my last Baby, I am really treasuring her being little. She turns 4 months old on Friday and her 4 month check-up is next Monday the 26th. I can't wait to see how much she weighs and how tall she has gotten. I know she has gained a good bit of weight, just not sure how much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, that's all that I am thinking about at the moment except that I need to go to bed cause I have a ton of stuff to do tomorrow morning and my prayer list is getting super long so it will take me a few minutes before I can go to sleep!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898974345627119812-6562410629904677346?l=constantlyimproving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/6562410629904677346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/06/clean-rugs-and-bigger-sizes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/6562410629904677346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/6562410629904677346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/06/clean-rugs-and-bigger-sizes.html' title='Clean Rugs and Bigger Sizes'/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812.post-3976724969186268509</id><published>2009-06-19T14:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T22:30:49.482-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This week</title><content type='html'>This week went by so fast. The kids had swim lessons once a day everyday this week. My boy did STINKING FANTASTIC!!! Cassie wasn't on the same page as Riley. She was perfectly happy after being in for a few minutes to sit on the lounge chair and watch us swim. We had so much fun. I have a great tan after only those five hours. Their teacher is awesome. She is a neighbor of my MIL's and is a teacher. She had no problems with me sitting poolside breastfeeding Kaitlyn while they swam. As much as I loved doing it, I am WORN out. I need that kind of exercise every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now waiting to hear from my Best Friend Kristin in Texas what the gender of her bean is! They are really wanting a boy as they have all girls right now. I am praying for a boy but betting it's a girl! Either way they are thrilled to find out. And Auntie Lora can't wait to go shopping for this little one! Kaitlyn already has a ton of clothes set aside if it is a girl, not that they will need anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***UPDATE***&lt;br /&gt;They are having a boy and I am flipping thrilled for them!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898974345627119812-3976724969186268509?l=constantlyimproving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/3976724969186268509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-week.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/3976724969186268509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/3976724969186268509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-week.html' title='This week'/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812.post-4173787577816578333</id><published>2009-06-17T23:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T23:25:13.203-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This has been a tough week. Kids have had swim lessons everyday and there has been some issues at home that have just been driving me crazy. With two more days left I am hoping that things smooth out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby has a interview tomorrow for a promotion and we are praying that he gets it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaitlyn started the morning again with projectile vomit covering me from shoulders to toes. She then spent the rest of the day eating, eating, and eating some more...only being happy in my arms ALL DAY. Not sure what her deal was today but didn't mind having an excuse to cuddle with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's really all my stressed out brain can come up with right now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898974345627119812-4173787577816578333?l=constantlyimproving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/4173787577816578333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-has-been-tough-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/4173787577816578333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/4173787577816578333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-has-been-tough-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812.post-8058452681102283550</id><published>2009-06-14T17:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T17:52:09.861-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It seems to have worked. Cassidy apparently is ready for the big girl switch. She is teething right now...her right bottom canine is pushing through...and she was so upset about taking a nap, but yet she got in her toddler bed and lay down. And when she woke up after her nap she stayed in bed until I came and got her. I AM AMAZED!! She just got it. Another milestone reached and accomplished. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow starts swim lessons for both Riley and Cassidy. Riley LOVES the water and Cassidy had a blast floating around in one of those baby duck floats last year so it will be interesting to see how she likes actually trying to swim. It will also be interesting how Kaitlyn deals with staying with MIL while I am with the older ones. Since she refuses to take a bottle I may not get to get in with the bigger kids this year, but since it is Kaitlyns nap time I am still going to try. Well I must get back to making dinner now...Meatloaf, mac and cheese and green beans! Yummy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898974345627119812-8058452681102283550?l=constantlyimproving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/8058452681102283550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/06/it-seems-to-have-worked.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/8058452681102283550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/8058452681102283550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/06/it-seems-to-have-worked.html' title=''/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812.post-2686519164498769257</id><published>2009-06-13T20:30:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T21:45:24.058-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Big Girl</title><content type='html'>As I write this my daughter has been in her big girl bed for over 30 minutes and seems okay with it. For those of you that don't know we bought her the toddler bed a few weeks before Kaitlyn was born hoping to have her transitioned to that bed before Kaitlyn arrived. The first time we tired it she seemed so happy. We had bought her this beautiful toddler bed set with flowers and butterflies on it and she climbed in bed like all was right with the world. The second I started to walk away she started screaming like a banshee and had a fit. So I put her back in her crib and there she has stayed since that night. I ask her almost every night if she wants to try her big girl bed and the answer has always been a big NO. Well tonight I thought to actually try it again. She climbed in, got under the covers. I said good night to her the same way that I do when she is in her crib and I walked away shutting the door behind me as always. Not a peep! I am ecstatic. I have no idea what she is doing if anything, but I am praying that it lasts and I can take the crib out to put in Rileys room as he won't be bothered by any middle of the night crying the way Cassidy would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has now been an hour...Kaitlyn interrupted my typing to eat, and still no problems from the little girl upstairs. I plan on trying to sneak in later to get a few pics! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I so forgot to post this but Friday, June 5Th, Kaitlyn laughed for the first time. Hasn't dome it since despite my efforts, but it was just so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is now trying to figure out why I am sitting in the dark, typing without my constant companion the tv on in the background.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898974345627119812-2686519164498769257?l=constantlyimproving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/2686519164498769257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-big-girl.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/2686519164498769257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/2686519164498769257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-big-girl.html' title='My Big Girl'/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812.post-4735783746735941335</id><published>2009-06-12T16:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T16:56:32.439-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>Today is much better then yesterday. I struggled yesterday just to make it through the simple things in life. Today I woke up and made up my mind that I couldn't have another day like that. And it worked. My kids worked with me which helped OH SO MUCH! We went to the Library, to the mall with the carousel, and then home again for lunch and naps. My hubby is taking care of the insurance issue that caught me so off guard day before yesterday and set me up for a crummy day yesterday. I am so thankful that I have the smiliest (sp?) baby that I have ever seen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898974345627119812-4735783746735941335?l=constantlyimproving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/4735783746735941335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/06/today.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/4735783746735941335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/4735783746735941335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/06/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812.post-1160159011593293111</id><published>2009-06-11T16:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T16:47:49.300-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am precariously balanced on a thin ledge right now and feel as if I am being pulled on both sides. Only God, and Kaitlyns smiles are sustaining me right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898974345627119812-1160159011593293111?l=constantlyimproving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/1160159011593293111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-am-precariously-balanced-on-thin.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/1160159011593293111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/1160159011593293111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-am-precariously-balanced-on-thin.html' title=''/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812.post-2440814641081077669</id><published>2009-06-10T10:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T10:31:45.700-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun times</title><content type='html'>Well I had projectile vomit coming from the littlest family member before 8 am this morning. What a great way to start the day. She seems to be doing okay now, as she has eaten again and then went to sleep. It was totally unexpected as Kaitlyn has never thrown up before and her spit-up only constituted a little more then a quarter sized amount before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know just what anyone wants to read about is vomit or spit-up. Oh the fun times had by stay at home moms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cassidy has been her usually bucket of joy this morning (not) because one of her canine teeth is coming in and her teeth move so slowly. Each tooth usually gives us 3-4 weeks of H***! Lovely, I'm thinking another week and a half of fussiness...HELP! lol! And this is the first of the FOUR canine teeth. Looking like a really long summer. I also want to get her in her toddler bed and potty trained this summer too. Hahaha I think I have lost my mind. She really is having a time lately. She has like six bug bites on her legs, though they don't see m to actually bother her and a rash behind one of her knees. Thank Goodness she has her two year check-up tomorrow. Wait, that means we will add shots on top of all this other stuff...YAY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where do I go to sign up for extra patience?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I just remembered that both the bigger kids have a dentist appointment Friday. At least I will have help then. So I am not doing anything today as the rest of the week will be hectic and then Next week is swim lessons! At least those will be mostly fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898974345627119812-2440814641081077669?l=constantlyimproving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/2440814641081077669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/06/fun-times.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/2440814641081077669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/2440814641081077669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/06/fun-times.html' title='Fun times'/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812.post-2544301528725626540</id><published>2009-06-05T11:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T11:54:15.309-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Accomplishments</title><content type='html'>I just opened the mail from yesterday that my hubby set aside and what did I see? My ten year High School Class Reunion invitation! Wow…it will be ten years in June 22nd! TEN YEARS!! I knew it was coming up but the reality of it just slapped me in the face when I opened it up. I have been thinking a lot lately about my accomplishments since high school and it really depends on what you consider success. I think that I personally need to reevaluate what I consider success. I know that most of my family and friends wouldn’t consider what I have done to be anything near what they wanted for me. I know that they want what’s best for me and that they are all well intentioned but it hurts to feel like a failure to so many. So I decided that I would list my accomplishments as I see them! My successes, of which I am proud of even if not what I or anyone else had planned for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my Associate’s degree.&lt;br /&gt;I got married&lt;br /&gt;I have had three beautiful and healthy children&lt;br /&gt;I have renewed my faith in the Lord&lt;br /&gt;I have stayed married for 4 ½ years (may not sound like much but I don’t think there were too many people that thought we would make it this long)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that doesn’t sound like much, and I can honestly say that I hope that the next ten years will lend more accomplishments, but I am still proud of where I am and what I am doing. I am raising the next generation and trying to teach them values and manners and things that are few and far between in a lot of kids these days. I want them to be successful in their own endeavors but I also want them to realize that they are free to choose what those endeavors are. That they need to be good people and that anything they choose to be is in their grasp. I pray daily that if I can only accomplish one thing, that raising them the right way is it! That I do Him proud! I hope that everyone can see their own accomplishments and be proud of themselves no matter where they are in their life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898974345627119812-2544301528725626540?l=constantlyimproving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/2544301528725626540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/06/accomplishments.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/2544301528725626540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/2544301528725626540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/06/accomplishments.html' title='Accomplishments'/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812.post-184579096062614722</id><published>2009-06-04T00:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T00:57:57.109-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where have two years gone?</title><content type='html'>Yes, I know the answer to that question in my mind but my heart is having a hard time with it. My little girl turns TWO today. TWO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two years ago today @ 2:31pm my little girl made her way into this world. Me, with no pain meds other then a shot of Nubain (sp?) looked down and thought that there was something wrong. Her face was purple and I kept asking, "Is she okay?". They assured me that she was but I waited, terrified until finally she let out a cry. The doc explained that she was purple because she came out so fast that her face raked across my pelvic bone causing bruising and the cord had been around her neck. But she was FINE!!! When my hubby brought her to me I saw something else. She already had him wrapped around her little finger and that hasn't changed! My 7lb 11oz, 20 inch long baby is 28 pounds and 33 inches tall and I love her so very much!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898974345627119812-184579096062614722?l=constantlyimproving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/184579096062614722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/06/where-have-two-years-gone.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/184579096062614722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/184579096062614722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/06/where-have-two-years-gone.html' title='Where have two years gone?'/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812.post-6226511947961057742</id><published>2009-06-01T22:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T22:40:05.317-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am sitting here thinking about the upcoming weeks. There is so much going on and it is all going to happen so fast that I feel the need to ponder it now before it's gone. My baby, who will be my last barring a miracle, just turned 3 months old. My little girl is turning 2 years old in 3 days and my boy, my sweet sweet boy is turning 4 in a little more then a month and a half. Where did the time go? I look at Kaitlyn and I know that in the blink of an eye she will be where they are and that makes me sad. I know that with her I am enjoying her being a baby, whereas with my two oldest I was so busy wishing their babyness away that I feel like I missed it. I realize that I have taken so much for granted and now I am just trying to make each day count and not doing a great job at it. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to take lots of pics of her highness on her birthday Thursday and at her party Sunday evening. Unlike at her first birthday party where I was such a louse that I forgot to take pics. I will regret that for a long long time!! But I won't make that mistake again. I have become the picture queen lately anyway cause I realize that my memory is so bad that if I don't take a picture of it then I won't remember it!!! And to quote a song...I don't wanna miss a thing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e107/Cheiva/?action=view&amp;amp;current=0030.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e107/Cheiva/0030.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which...there is my smiley baby now! lol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898974345627119812-6226511947961057742?l=constantlyimproving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/6226511947961057742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-am-sitting-here-thinking-about.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/6226511947961057742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/6226511947961057742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-am-sitting-here-thinking-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812.post-2088229483792380149</id><published>2009-06-01T11:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T12:22:41.074-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy, Busy, Busy!</title><content type='html'>06/01/09 Today is cleaning day...Hence why I am on here trying to delay the inevitable! ;)&lt;br /&gt;06/02/09 Tomorrow- Riley has his evaluation for 4K @ 10am&lt;br /&gt;06/04/09 Thursday- Cassidy's 2nd Birthday...I can't believe she is turning two already!!!&lt;br /&gt;06/05/09 Friday- Possibly dinner with Toby's dad and stepmom???&lt;br /&gt;06/06/09 Sunday- Church, Cassidy's Birthday party&lt;br /&gt;06/11/09 Thursday- Cassidy's 2 year check up @8am&lt;br /&gt;06/12/09 Friday- Riley and Cassidy have a dentist appointment @ 9:30am&lt;br /&gt;06/14/09 Sunday- Church&lt;br /&gt;06/15-19/09 Monday-Friday- Riley and Cassidy have swim lessons @ 11am for an hour!!!&lt;br /&gt;06/29/09 Monday- Kaitlyn has her 4 month check-up @ 11am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may not sound like much to you mom's who have it all together, but for this mom who sometimes can't remember to pay bills that are due every month, this is a lot! lol! Now I really do have to go cause once the kids finish their lunch and Cassie is down for her nap I have no excuse to keep me from cleaning as long as Kaitlyn stays asleep! lol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898974345627119812-2088229483792380149?l=constantlyimproving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/2088229483792380149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/06/busy-busy-busy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/2088229483792380149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/2088229483792380149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/06/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy, Busy, Busy!'/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812.post-426623493737341132</id><published>2009-05-26T01:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T01:52:42.871-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't sleep!</title><content type='html'>I have realized tonight that I am a glutton for punishment. I have been sitting here at the computer for hours reading about all these parents losses! I have been bawling my eyes out and I can't seem to stop! For every one link of love and loss there are five more. I have all to often wondered recently what I did to deserve my luck. I have three wonderful children who I all to often take for granted. I grieved hard over the loss of a very early miscarriage and there are all these women who have had to hold their babies as they go to meet Our Father. I just can't imagine. I love God and I believe that there is a reason for everything, but I'm not sure I could survive losing one of my kids. They are my life, the reason I get out of bed, the reason I carry on! So as I read these stories and move onto the next I feel like if I don't keep going I am dishonoring these poor babies and their parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I realize that I need help most days! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want so badly to be as strong as these women. I want so badly to be as good a mother as I know that these women would be given the chance. They only got to love and their love is so pure and unfailing. Their faith, extraordinary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a sad excuse for a mother most days. What makes a mother Great? I wish I knew. I know it involves patience which is why I am sure I may never fall into the great category. I worry every day that I am teaching my three kids to be horrible parents and I want nothing more then to be a good role &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;model&lt;/span&gt; for them, to lead them in the right direction so that this bad parenting won't filter down another generation!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898974345627119812-426623493737341132?l=constantlyimproving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/426623493737341132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/05/cant-sleep.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/426623493737341132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/426623493737341132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/05/cant-sleep.html' title='Can&apos;t sleep!'/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812.post-6023763605461219443</id><published>2009-05-24T23:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T00:17:36.613-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomness</title><content type='html'>We missed church today and I feel bad about it! I finally start going back and we all get sick and can't go. I am finally starting to feel better, Riley and Kaitlyn seem to be doing fine. Cassidy however is struggling a bit. Depending how she sounds in the morning I may be calling the pediatrician for her. Today was a pretty good day though. I got some laundry done. Mom and I took Riley and Kaitlyn to Target and Food Lion and got caught in a torrential downpour. Riley thought it was pretty funny that mom and I got wet getting him in and out of the car seat! I got a good laugh at my hubby running across the front lawn with Riley over his shoulder to get him out of the rain when we got home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was awesome. Mom bought us some steaks and the rain stopped long enough for Toby to grill them. After dinner Toby cut up the watermelon we had bought and it was so sweet! Surprising for this early in the season. The kids loved it. After dinner Toby cut Rileys hair which really needed it and then kids got baths and bedtime. Kaitlyn was back on her 10pm self impossed bedtime! Hopefully she will sleep through the night, like last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wish that I had some deep meaning post today or even something else to say, but not a lot going on. My only plans for tomorrow are more laundry and Toby goes back on nights. Boo! I hate it when he is on nights. Oh and at some point tomorrow I really need to sit down and figure out what we are doing for Cassie's 2nd birthday. Toby will have class the night of her actual birthday and is working the whole weekend before and the Saturday after her actual birthday so more then likely we will have her little party at our house Sunday, June 7th. I have not a clue what to get her. My kids have more toys then the law should allow and there really isn't anything specific that I know of that she wants. I think that try and find her some more bracelets. She LOVES bracelets, and I think that I might break down and buy her a troller for her baby doll. I think she would like that. Anyone have any ideas on what to get a two year old girl for her birthday? HELP! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it is way past my bedtime and my eyes are burning. Not to mentiont that my son will not EVER let me sleep in!I so wish I was a morning person like my dad! WHy couldn't he have passed thAt trait down!!!! Well I hope everone is enjoying their Memorial Day weekend!! Be safe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lora&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898974345627119812-6023763605461219443?l=constantlyimproving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/6023763605461219443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/05/randomness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/6023763605461219443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/6023763605461219443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/05/randomness.html' title='Randomness'/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812.post-4711434237621208846</id><published>2009-05-20T22:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T23:10:37.240-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Strong Women</title><content type='html'>I am sitting here in awe of some of the blogs that I have been reading lately! At the strength of the women writing them, at those womens love of God and at their way of connecting with others through the written word. I realized somethings that I had put in the back of my mind and tried to forget about had been surfacing these last few years in unpredictable ways. I am blessed to have three healthy kids, but between My son and my oldest daughter I had a very early miscarriage. I have no proof but given how sick I was for the few weeks that I was pregnant, I believe it was a boy. I lost him Aug 21, 2006. I guess because it was so early it didn't really phase my hubby and the next month I got pregnant again so I put the hurt of the lost pregnancy in a box and put it in the back of my mind. I was terrified that I might lose this one too as I had some bleeding early on with that pregnancy as well, but I was fortunant enough to keep her. I let myself just get caught up in that pregnancy and never really grieved the way I should have. Noone near me, my hubby or my mom, reallt thought it was something to grieve over and that hurt and kept me from expressing myself. I also felt guilty for greiving that loss when I had already been allowed the blessing of another child. I know that had I not lost that beby then I wouldn't have my Cassidy, but somewhere in me I still feel a hole!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that normal? Am I crazy to mourn a child I only carried for 6 weeks? To mourn a child that noone else even acknowledges? To mourn when I have three children here with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just recently gone back to church. Reading Angie Smith's blog brought me some peace and the realization that I needed to find my way back to Him and that I needed to share Him with my kids! I have not a clue how to do a link other then on the side of my blog you can get to Angie's blog &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bring The Rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Also Stacy's blog &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He Will Carry Me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;These women have been through a loss that defies my imagination and yet they carry on with a grace that truly inspires me! They admit that they have had questions even doubts but yet they always find their way back to Him! From reading about Audrey Caroline and Isaac Timothy and their beautiful parents I have come back to Him. I have remembered what it is like to walk with Him beside me and am so happy to start teaching my kids that even though they have parents that love them dearly and pray to always be there for them there is another Father that will always NO MATTER WHAT be there for them! That in and of itself gives me a lighter heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope and pray that this post even makes sense. Since the birth of my daughter Kaitlyn, I can't seem to get two thoughts together. I can't tell you how many times the other day I had to restart my prayers because my thoughts would get derailed. And I must admit that I am a little sick and a lot tires which doesn't help matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do want to mention one more thing before I go to bed. I want to ask for a prayer request for Adam and Aimee Freeman whose daughter Kayleigh Anne lost her galient fight May 11th, 2009 and was laid to rest May 17th! Their strength and Faith in the Lord is an inspiration to all those that have met them or come across their Blog. Kayleigh will be greatly missed by those of us left behind, but she is happy and whole in Heaven with our Father!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lora&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898974345627119812-4711434237621208846?l=constantlyimproving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/4711434237621208846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-sitting-here-in-awe-of-some-of.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/4711434237621208846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/4711434237621208846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-sitting-here-in-awe-of-some-of.html' title='Strong Women'/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812.post-3938996153967731554</id><published>2009-04-27T10:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T11:19:03.123-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessings!</title><content type='html'>As usual, I am trying to improve my life by improving myself. I want to focus more on counting my blessing, then on looking at the things that go wrong! I have been thinking a lot lately about all those people who have been dealt impossible cards and yet their faith in God gets them through. I often wonder how I would do in those situations and I don't believe I could handle it!&lt;br /&gt;                                              I have recently read two stories about sick babies. One family lost their 10 month old daughter to cancer and another family is struggling to keep their 10 month old daughter alive being born 12 weeks early and never having been home yet! Kayleigh is losing her battle! I look at my three beautiful and healthy kids and I feel horrible that I take it for granted! I want to make the most of every day that I have with them and not have any regrets!! I believe in God but think that it's time to make him a bigger part of my life, and the lives of my children! I'm not sure how I am going to go about that because I have never been a regular church attendant. It wasn't stressed when I was a child and I haven't made it a part of my life as an adult. The last time I was in a church was my grandmothers funeral over three years ago!&lt;br /&gt;                                             There is a church up the road that I am seriously considering attending. I am planning on talking to my mom about helping me take the kids this Sunday. The kids have appropriate clothes to wear but I'm not sure that I can fit into any of the clothes that I own that are appropriate. Anyway, the point to this is that I am going to try and use this blog to count my blessing and celebrate them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;BLESSINGS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have three &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;healthy&lt;/span&gt; children!&lt;br /&gt;I have a husband that loves me!&lt;br /&gt;I have a mother willing to help me all the time!&lt;br /&gt;My family loves my kids and would do anything for them!&lt;br /&gt;I have a nice roof over my head!&lt;br /&gt;I have transportation for myself and my kids!&lt;br /&gt;Riley's speech is improving!&lt;br /&gt;Kaitlyn is gaining weight nicely!&lt;br /&gt;My kids have more then what they need!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898974345627119812-3938996153967731554?l=constantlyimproving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/3938996153967731554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/04/blessings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/3938996153967731554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/3938996153967731554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/04/blessings.html' title='Blessings!'/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812.post-161710198209054825</id><published>2009-04-16T23:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T23:12:54.464-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Last night!</title><content type='html'>Well I survived last night, which at the time I just wasn't sure! I still have concerns but no way to know for sure if I have lost my mind or not anyway so I am trying not to think about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More news of the weird, my MIL told me that she has been diagnosed with MS. I am hesitant to believe her because she has a tendency to exaggerate things, but it would explain some things if it were true! She will ask you the same question three times in a five minute phone call and honestly not remember the answer. And it has been getting worse. But we shall see. Well sleep deprivation from last nights events has worn me out and I need to sleep while my youngest is asleep! Haha, she will probably be up within the hour!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898974345627119812-161710198209054825?l=constantlyimproving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/161710198209054825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/04/last-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/161710198209054825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/161710198209054825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/04/last-night.html' title='Last night!'/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812.post-8181899932225944412</id><published>2009-04-16T03:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T03:55:39.651-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe that it has been over a year since I have been on here! I have gotten moved, gotten pregnant and had a baby since I was last on here. I know why I stopped writing here, because things were pretty good at home and I didn't need that outlet and when I did need it I didn't thinking that posting it here was really appropriate. Now, I really have no where else to go. I feel bad burdening my friends with hormonal overreactions caused by having a baby and realizing this really will be my last barring a miracle. Knowing that this is really a good thing because of financal and sanity reasons doesn't stop me from being a little sad about it. It also made me realize some things that might have been better hiden from view!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898974345627119812-8181899932225944412?l=constantlyimproving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/8181899932225944412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/04/wow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/8181899932225944412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/8181899932225944412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2009/04/wow.html' title='Wow!'/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812.post-1229616371825955145</id><published>2008-01-07T22:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T22:57:23.842-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGHHH!!</title><content type='html'>Being sick sucks!! I lost my voice...and it was awful!! I am very lucky that Riley decided to behave and I didn't need to yell taht much becasue I couldn't!! lol Both kids were remarkably well behaved for the two worst days and I am so thankful for that. I feel better today and am on the mend. Hopefully the kids stay well and this will pass. I did a ton of cleaning yesterday trying to get rid of the traces of nastiness...lol!! Hopefully that will be enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898974345627119812-1229616371825955145?l=constantlyimproving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/1229616371825955145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2008/01/arghhh.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/1229616371825955145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/1229616371825955145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2008/01/arghhh.html' title='ARGHHH!!'/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812.post-5537375034407950024</id><published>2008-01-04T23:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T00:06:18.473-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry I was MIA!!</title><content type='html'>Things have been crazy around here and what I ahve had to say hasn't been all that pleasent so I have stayed away. Not to mention the fact that my dear hubby took away my bookmarks and I couldn't find my way back...lol...thanks Kristin!!! Without you I wouldn't be here...lol!!! I'm not sure that I really have anything to say that interests anyone anyway. Well Christ mas went better than could be expected. THe kids made out like bandits. New Years was...well, another night except a ton of people were having fun on tv!!! Oh and I am sick!! Yay. That's just great. Well I will try to get more tomorrow!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898974345627119812-5537375034407950024?l=constantlyimproving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/5537375034407950024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2008/01/sorry-i-was-mia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/5537375034407950024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/5537375034407950024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2008/01/sorry-i-was-mia.html' title='Sorry I was MIA!!'/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812.post-3448975563411491372</id><published>2007-12-14T15:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T15:22:55.527-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cassidy is a</title><content type='html'>Kangaroo. She loves her bouncy seat and will no longer go into the stationary walker. SHe just wants to bounce. Even when she isn't in the bouncy seat her legs are constantly hopping!! If you stand her up she will try to hopp with you holding her. It is hilarious!!! Well funny, until you get tired of boucing and she still won't go to sleep. lol!! Oh well, I have no idea what she is going to do when she grows out of it...lol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898974345627119812-3448975563411491372?l=constantlyimproving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/3448975563411491372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2007/12/cassidy-is.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/3448975563411491372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/3448975563411491372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2007/12/cassidy-is.html' title='Cassidy is a'/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812.post-1699646872617502488</id><published>2007-12-14T15:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T15:19:27.625-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Constantly improving...NOT!!</title><content type='html'>The past few days have not been good for me personally. I just can't seem to get in a good mood and the slightest thing annoys me which when you have a 2 yr old and a six month old that won't nap...UGH is all I can say!!! I think that I am just going to try and survive the remainder of this year and make the most of next year. Oh and an update on my game is they have sent me these directions on what to do and I was worried that I would mess up my computer by doing it. Well today I decided to hell with it because I really want to fix it and alas, they tell me to do something that can't be done on my computer. They are telling me to look somewhere that doesn't exist. This is really about to make me cry, becasue I really just want to play my game and I don't think that that is to much to ask for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898974345627119812-1699646872617502488?l=constantlyimproving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/1699646872617502488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2007/12/constantly-improvingnot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/1699646872617502488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/1699646872617502488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2007/12/constantly-improvingnot.html' title='Constantly improving...NOT!!'/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812.post-5704100139005074961</id><published>2007-12-09T21:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T21:50:13.681-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So I decorated Thursday night...</title><content type='html'>and I am really glad that I did. Riley loves the lights and the penguin decorations that we have on it. I was looking at it tonight, thinking that all the balls hanging all pretty and shiny. I was thinking that they are like hopes and dreams just hanging there waiting to be picked. For every decoration there is a hope or dream that I have for my kids. A good memory, a good day. This sounded a lot better in my head, but I guess you get my drift. I don't know if I have made the best choices in my life and I have more choices to make here in the near future that may affect my kids. I can only pray that those hopes and dreams hanging there now come true in the future and that I can be the best mother I can be to my kids. That they grow up happy and healthy and that my choices don't hurt them in the long run. I love them more than anything in the world and I can't imagine life without them. I just know that "Constantly Improving" is what I need to be doing more than ever right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898974345627119812-5704100139005074961?l=constantlyimproving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/5704100139005074961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2007/12/so-i-decorated-thursday-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/5704100139005074961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/5704100139005074961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2007/12/so-i-decorated-thursday-night.html' title='So I decorated Thursday night...'/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812.post-3518816848972766585</id><published>2007-12-06T12:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T12:07:33.748-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On a brighter note....</title><content type='html'>my baby is 6 months old. Has been for two days now. She had her 6 month checkup today and she is doing well. She is 20.6 ibs, which percentage wise is off the charts...lol. She is 27.5 inches tall which is in the 97%. She is very healthy. I can't believe that she is already 6 months old. It has passed by so very fast. Even faster when you consider that she has gone through a years worth of clothes in half the time. She is wearing 12-18 month clothes already. Needless to say she will be dwarfing her brother in no time if she keeps growing this way. Oh and I am starting her on solids today. She has had a bite or two before todays but really very little. Yay!!!! Well have to go feed the muchkins!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898974345627119812-3518816848972766585?l=constantlyimproving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/3518816848972766585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2007/12/on-brighter-note.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/3518816848972766585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/3518816848972766585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2007/12/on-brighter-note.html' title='On a brighter note....'/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812.post-5155657340989305429</id><published>2007-12-06T11:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T12:00:10.079-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So it's December...</title><content type='html'>and Christmas is almost here. I am sitting here thinking how lucky I am to have my kids, my husband and my mom around me this time of year, but also missing my grandparents so much it is papable. We always did Christmas at their house and it was always so special. There were traditions that just can't be done now that they are gone. I know that they wouldn't want me to be upset that they are gone when I had so many years with both of them but I can't seem to help myself. I haven't yet decorated but will have it done by Sunday if it kills me. Maybe once I have it will help. I want to make Christmas as special for my kids as it was made for me. I want them to have that warm feeling no matter how bad the rest of the year may have gone. You should always for a few days have that peace, that feeling of love. I hope that all of you have a great Christmas and that you have that peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898974345627119812-5155657340989305429?l=constantlyimproving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/5155657340989305429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2007/12/so-its-december.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/5155657340989305429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/5155657340989305429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2007/12/so-its-december.html' title='So it&apos;s December...'/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812.post-1691506391330933285</id><published>2007-11-29T22:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T23:04:38.122-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Christmas spirit...</title><content type='html'>I just can't find it so far this year. I really, really want to get into the spirit, especially for the kids. Money is tight, nothing new about this, but I am worrying more about it this year. I mean I know that the kids will want for nothing. Riley already has more toys then the law should allow and he wouldn't notice or care if we just got him one toy. But just decorating will take some funds, not to mention rearanging the furniture to make room for the tree. Oh and my kittens are in tear up the house mode which means I will have to keep them away from it. I wonder what it is like to be able to shop and not worry about how much you are spending. I mean we will be able to plenty, just not what I wish we could do. I love to give and just can't give the way I want to. Oh well. It will all work out, it always does, I just need that Christmas spirit!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898974345627119812-1691506391330933285?l=constantlyimproving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/1691506391330933285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2007/11/christmas-spirit.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/1691506391330933285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/1691506391330933285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2007/11/christmas-spirit.html' title='The Christmas spirit...'/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812.post-7443837691003177649</id><published>2007-11-28T22:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T22:47:59.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When days go right!</title><content type='html'>Wow, a day went right. Up early, for us anyway, everyone fed and changed and fairly happy. Got a shower with out too much hassle except that after I got out the shower curtain fell down...lol. Watched a little tv while Riley played and Cassie went back to sleep. Got to chat with my dear sweet friend Kristin, who aparently got a kick out of my comments...lol!!! Went to a local moms meetup groupand had a blast. I met 3 moms who were great and hopefully I will see them again next week. We walked 2 1/2 miles. Came home, my son actually ate lunch, and then he went to sleep for 2 and a half hours. Then *sigh* I let my MIL pick up Riley for the evening and Toby, Cassidy and I went to Wally world and then to dinner. It was nice. Then home. Boogie came home revved to the max, with a new toy. Got him setteled and in bed. Toby left for work and Cassidy went to bed. It was a calm, normal day. Wow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898974345627119812-7443837691003177649?l=constantlyimproving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/7443837691003177649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2007/11/when-days-go-right.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/7443837691003177649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/7443837691003177649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2007/11/when-days-go-right.html' title='When days go right!'/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812.post-3578718096640996496</id><published>2007-11-28T10:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T10:22:14.069-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When men revert...</title><content type='html'>to children. Why do they do this? How can normally average adult males go from 27 to 5 in about 3 seconds? As a good friend of mine says...they PMS. Why do they always PMS when I'm not. I finally get myself under control and there he goes...lol. What is it with men not getting their way causing fits. Women have more issues everyday and we don't throw tantrums every 5 seconds. Sorry had to vent. I wonder if it's our fault, the mothers that is? Do we raise these men to be this way or is it just genetic? Since I ahve a boy, I am going to blame gentics and pray that he never turns out that way!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898974345627119812-3578718096640996496?l=constantlyimproving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/3578718096640996496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2007/11/when-men-revert.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/3578718096640996496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/3578718096640996496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2007/11/when-men-revert.html' title='When men revert...'/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812.post-8441677704285573548</id><published>2007-11-28T10:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T10:09:39.684-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When kids surprise you....</title><content type='html'>Tonight Riley decided to get every car, block, and other toy he could find and put them on the floor in the livingroom and kitchen. I was not in the mood to argue and just figured that I'd clean it up when he went to bed. Well about 30 minutes before his bed time I told him to pick up his toys....and he did. He picked up everything without having to be constantly hounded. I just sat there stunned into silence. I almost started crying. It ahd been a crappy day and it was just heart warming to see him not fight me on something, I can't remember the last time he didn't at least say NO before doing what I asked. He really is such a sweet kid!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898974345627119812-8441677704285573548?l=constantlyimproving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/8441677704285573548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2007/11/when-kids-surprise-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/8441677704285573548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/8441677704285573548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2007/11/when-kids-surprise-you.html' title='When kids surprise you....'/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812.post-7014051918808616051</id><published>2007-11-24T22:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T22:42:41.094-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I survived today!!</title><content type='html'>Yes, I did, and I must say it wasn't easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riley started off the morning well, for about an hour. Once breakfast was over, his inner demon came out. So when I could tolerate being in the house no more, I decided to tire him out. So around the block we went and kick the ball around the back yard. That tied us over to lunch. I decided there was only one thing that he always eat...mac and cheese...so that's what he got. then it was nap time which yesterday was disaterous. So we bribed and it worked. Wow, that got us to about 4 pm. He was a little better after his nap, so we decided to go see daddy at work. That made him happy, both of them...lol. Picked up dinner on the way home, in which I figured out yesterday my son doesn't like hambugers. So I got him chicken and he actually ate. YAY!! The evening passed by realitively calm. Some minor issues with Riley and the water bowl...hmmm. The child loves water. And I love his bedtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then My Gamecocks lost by 2 points during the last three seconds of the game....UGH...to Clemson. Oh well at least we held our own!!! It so could have been worse, but we made some really stupid mistakes. Now with both kids in bed, most of the laundry done, I should be in bed but I just had to get on and type. Well try and type. I'm sure some of you...K...know how many times I must go back and fix my dyslexic typing. Well I hope that all of you are having a good night and I know that tomorrow will be a great day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898974345627119812-7014051918808616051?l=constantlyimproving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/7014051918808616051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-survived-today.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/7014051918808616051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/7014051918808616051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-survived-today.html' title='I survived today!!'/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812.post-1975929346165788747</id><published>2007-11-23T22:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T23:02:09.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving day!!</title><content type='html'>Lets say I am impressed by my husband. He and my mom were nice to each other, like friendly even. My husband got up to fry the turkeys without being yelled at. He didn't make fun of saying grace amd he even thanked my mom for making most of the sides. My son, well he was himself. He had a serious timeout that morning and would only eat cranberry sauce at dinner, but other than that he was good. Cassisy was great, she was saving it up for today, which was appropriately named black friday. My kids hate me and have voiced that all day. Maybe hate is too strong but they really want me to go nuts. Tantrums and screaming galore. Oh and my mom went out of town this morning so I have one more crazy animal to take care of this weekend. The sad thing is the dog is better behaved than my two crazy kittens. I am jealous though. Mom gets to go out of town and Toby is working from tonight until Sunday so i am all alone with the kids for over 36 hours and they are NOT on their best behavior. That means no break for mommy. So tonight is get myself in the right frame of mind so that I don't run screaming from my house tomorrow!!! LOL Only time will tell if my sanity will prevail!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Margaritas will help...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898974345627119812-1975929346165788747?l=constantlyimproving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/1975929346165788747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2007/11/thanksgiving-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/1975929346165788747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/1975929346165788747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2007/11/thanksgiving-day.html' title='Thanksgiving day!!'/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812.post-6315323570628494468</id><published>2007-11-19T23:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T23:24:31.020-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Customer service update....</title><content type='html'>UGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does that help any? I have coresponded with these lovely people at least 6 times and yet again they sent me a message saying that my date is off. I checked again...It's not off!!!!! Would it be to hard for them just to send me the darn game on disc, becasue they obviously have no idea what the blank is wrong with the darn thing. UGH!!! I wanna make some people "disapear" in my game!!! I really need the stress relief. Why can't they fix my game!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, sorry about that. Just going nuts here. Oh wait, I already am nuts. Okay nuttier...lol!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898974345627119812-6315323570628494468?l=constantlyimproving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/6315323570628494468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2007/11/customer-service-update.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/6315323570628494468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/6315323570628494468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2007/11/customer-service-update.html' title='Customer service update....'/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812.post-2764826641405341922</id><published>2007-11-18T22:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T23:01:14.982-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Alone time!?!?!</title><content type='html'>Periodically throughout the day all I can think of is having some alone time, but when I get it at the end of the day all I can do is think about when the kids get up. Most nights if I know Toby is working I call me mom and ask her to come over because I don't want to be alone, even though with two kids you never really are. My mom asked me today if I was afraid to be alone and I thought that was a silly question till I realized that I had shared her company almost every night for two weeks. To me however I have a lot of alone time. All day most days without a lot of "adult" conversation. Riley is trying to say more and more everyday, but there is still a lot of things that he says that I just can't understand and saying "no, don't do that" amd "yes, you can have that" all day just doesn't cut it. Sometimes I don't even want to talk I just want someone else there. Oh well, I am sure that when the kids are older I will be relishing the days when I didn't have to worry about them talking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898974345627119812-2764826641405341922?l=constantlyimproving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/2764826641405341922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2007/11/alone-time.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/2764826641405341922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/2764826641405341922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2007/11/alone-time.html' title='Alone time!?!?!'/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812.post-7539586280670103727</id><published>2007-11-16T23:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T00:13:02.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some people just can't contain themselves.</title><content type='html'>Why do people do things that they know will hurt someone else? How can people not realize that they are crazy or live with themselves by pretending that they aren't? How do you not realize that every action has a reaction especially when you have kids? Why don't people know how to contain themselves? People, listen to yourselves and learn when to shut up because some of you just don't get it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just my opinion!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think before you act and before you speak!!&lt;br /&gt;Give a shit about other's feelings!!&lt;br /&gt;If you can't do that then do the world a favor and stay the hell at home!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898974345627119812-7539586280670103727?l=constantlyimproving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/7539586280670103727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2007/11/some-people-just-cant-contain.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/7539586280670103727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/7539586280670103727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2007/11/some-people-just-cant-contain.html' title='Some people just can&apos;t contain themselves.'/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812.post-5568426143931753243</id><published>2007-11-14T13:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T13:37:56.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Customer service...</title><content type='html'>I am a Sims 2 addict but haven't been able to play in a while because a) I have a baby and b) since we got the new computer and redownloaded my games, the expansion pack that I bought online decided that it would no longer work. So I went to the support center online...it is an EA game and wrote them. They sent me a letter telling me how to fix that problem. Okay great...it worked...for about a week. Then a new glitch. I really believe part of it is because of Windows Vista, but who knows. So I wrote them again. So they wrote me back...with three things to check. I checked them all and they either didn't exsist or weren't wrong in the first place. I even made my dear hubby check. Well life got in the way and it was probably 3 months before I got around to writing again and explaining that those things hadn't worked...oh their support center was down for a while...every time I tried to write them. So what do they do...they send me the same list. Way to be on top of your support. So I patiently wrote them back saying...checked that already, anything else other than going out and just buying the damn thing in the store. they have now asked me for contact info so we will see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and by the way I love EA games I am just annoyed at them right now. I have never until now had any problems with there games and they always get back to you quickly when you write them...I JUST WANNA PLAY MY GAME!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898974345627119812-5568426143931753243?l=constantlyimproving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/5568426143931753243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2007/11/customer-service.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/5568426143931753243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/5568426143931753243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2007/11/customer-service.html' title='Customer service...'/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812.post-513646528199649577</id><published>2007-11-14T12:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T12:31:14.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The oldest observation!</title><content type='html'>This is the oldest observation, but I have to make it! When you have plans, they well, never go as planed. I had finally made time to meet up with the online group of moms in my area at a park. Planned this for two weeks. Toby was supposed to be off but sleeping. Well yesterday he moved Riley's carseat to his truck so that he could take Riley with him to run errands...this is great. Problem, he never put it back and got called into work this morning...okay. He was only supposed to work 2 hours to help out another guy. That would have gotten him home with enough time for me to get the carseat and still get to the park on time. Problem, I was supposed to be there an hour ago and he is still at work. Now I feel bad because I made a commitment and am not there, plus Riley misses the park because now it's lunch then his nap. I might be able to take him after his nap but he won't be able to play with the other moms kids because they will be long gone. The next meetup that I can attend isn't for another two weeks. Oh well, I guess he will have to make do with me...lol!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898974345627119812-513646528199649577?l=constantlyimproving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/513646528199649577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2007/11/oldest-observation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/513646528199649577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/513646528199649577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2007/11/oldest-observation.html' title='The oldest observation!'/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812.post-684086764821218176</id><published>2007-11-14T11:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T11:54:00.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My daughter!!</title><content type='html'>I can’t believe anyone could look at a child and not marvel at how they learn. Cassie can sit on her own for almost a minute before toppling over. I look at Riley, only 23 months older and all that he has accomplished and I am astounded. Their rate of learning is amazing. Cassie is almost rolling completely over and today tried to pull herself from a sitting up position to standing. Before I know it I will have two mobile kids with the energy of a power plant. I remember that I couldn’t wait for Riley to walk, did everything I could to help him get to that point. With Cassie I find myself not quite ready for her to get there. Since she will more than likely be my last baby it is as exciting as it is scary to see her learning these things that take her from babyhood to toddlerhood. I won’t hold her back and I am doing my best to help her grow and learn but I know that I will shed a tear or two when her feet finally start taking her where she wants to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898974345627119812-684086764821218176?l=constantlyimproving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/684086764821218176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-daughter.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/684086764821218176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/684086764821218176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-daughter.html' title='My daughter!!'/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812.post-1401960596412567338</id><published>2007-11-14T11:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T11:53:26.361-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My son!</title><content type='html'>It has started. My son thinks he’s smarter than I am. We were in the car and he was talking to me. He said something that I didn’t understand and I was asking him to explain it. When he had tried a couple of times to tell me, he just sat back and sighed and said “Oh mom”. I about died. I still have no idea what he was trying to say, which isn’t unusual since his pronunciation isn’t very good. One of these days I will be able to understand all his words. It’s amazing what kids pick up at the tender age of two!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898974345627119812-1401960596412567338?l=constantlyimproving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/1401960596412567338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-son.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/1401960596412567338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/1401960596412567338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-son.html' title='My son!'/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812.post-5968623082463155218</id><published>2007-11-10T23:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T23:44:14.835-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is the day.....</title><content type='html'>Or that's what I keep saying. Today is always the day that I am going to start excercising, start taking vitamens, not let the laundry get backed up anymore and many other things. I realized that I am never going to be where I want to be in life if I just keep saying "Today is the day" and not actually starting anything. Well over the last few days I have started taking vitamens and I have been taking Riley to the park almost everyday!! I know that it has only been four days since I started doing these things but they say if you do it for a month it becomes a habit!! Lets hope that I can make it that long. I am famous about not finishing what I start, but I have to be a good role model for my kids. They are my life and I have to make myself better to help them!! I realized that I am not living up to my potential, so how can I expect my kids to. The laundry however, will probably never be caught up unless the family goes naked...lol!!!! From now on though, Today will really be the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898974345627119812-5968623082463155218?l=constantlyimproving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/5968623082463155218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2007/11/today-is-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/5968623082463155218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/5968623082463155218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2007/11/today-is-day.html' title='Today is the day.....'/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812.post-2049633110184240284</id><published>2007-11-09T10:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T11:12:50.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mil Drama!!</title><content type='html'>I know that I am not the best person in the world but I get along with most people. My MIL though wants to make that impossible. She has lost her mind. I want so badly to have a good relationship with her for the sake of my kids but this woman is making it impossible! She aparently thinks that I don't know my butt from a whole in the ground and she certaintly thinks that she knows everything. Now if I can just figure out how to improve that situation with out comprimising my own values, my sanity and my feelings things would be nice. If I can't then I have to try and make it up to my son who will be really upset because he loves his Nana. But I am improving our lives in the fact that I won't have someone who constantly puts me down, telling me that I am a bad mother and doesn't respect how I am trying to raise my children. Someone who trys to control every aspect of our lives that she can to the point that she told me that I needed to change peditritions because she didn't agree with the doctor. This doctor has been with most of my kids since birth and has helped us more than I can say. She is great, but no one is good enough for my MIL unless she chooses them herself. So I am improving our lives by taking out a major stressor!!!! I just hope that my son will one day understand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898974345627119812-2049633110184240284?l=constantlyimproving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/2049633110184240284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2007/11/mil-drama.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/2049633110184240284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/2049633110184240284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2007/11/mil-drama.html' title='Mil Drama!!'/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898974345627119812.post-6961286481138191225</id><published>2007-11-08T23:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T00:00:15.189-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Me...Constantly Improving!!!</title><content type='html'>We all have our faults...me more than most so my goal is to constantly improve. You are never perfect so you can always improve. I want to be the best Mom, Friend, Wife, and Daughter that I can be. This blog will be how I go about improving and the falls along the way. Probably more falls than progress, but that is life. With a husband that is always working, a two year old and a five month old...my patience is the first thing that needs to improve. I love my kids with all my heart and I am improving for them!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898974345627119812-6961286481138191225?l=constantlyimproving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/feeds/6961286481138191225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2007/11/meconstantly-improving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/6961286481138191225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1898974345627119812/posts/default/6961286481138191225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantlyimproving.blogspot.com/2007/11/meconstantly-improving.html' title='Me...Constantly Improving!!!'/><author><name>Loraaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402766436495196969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BI7iPgWQHks/SfXNTOR57WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LzPKbOTzPOY/S220/IMG_0263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
