tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88750339766557398542024-03-13T20:48:47.730-07:00Baby Bump & BeyondThis blog was created to show the "other" side to Baby Bump & Beyond. The real emotions that we go through.
So laugh, smile and maybe shed a tear with us!
And mostly, thank you!Baby Bump and Beyondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10895753714476496435noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875033976655739854.post-41567378087446622262010-03-01T14:13:00.000-08:002010-03-01T14:22:09.153-08:00Loving a child<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: medium; "><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Helvetica, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Every one today has many different ways to saying how/what way you show love. Some times showing love and giving love can be the hardest thing you have every done.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Helvetica, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">This is so true as to any woman that has placed their child for adoption, this is to you ~ Thank you. I realize that you may not hear that to often or maybe even never. I say this from the fact that I am adopted so I mean this with all my heart></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Helvetica, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">I received this in an email today from an old friend. Life is interesting as you never know what others have gone through and how similar your lives may be.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Helvetica, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, serif; font-size: medium; ">It's by Oscar Hammerstein "Love in your heart wasn't put there to stay. Love isn't Love, til you give it away..."</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, serif; font-size: medium; "></span>LEGACY OF AN ADOPTED CHILD</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><o:p> </o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><o:p> </o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">Once there were two women</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">Who never knew each other</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">One you do not remember</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">The other you call mother</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><o:p> </o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">Two different lives</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">Shaped to make yours one</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">One became your guiding star</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">And the other became your sun</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><o:p> </o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">The first gave you life</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">And the second taught you to live in it</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">The first gave you a need for love</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">And the second was there to give it</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><o:p> </o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">One gave you a nationality</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">The other gave you a name</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">One gave you the seed of talent</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">The other gave you an aim</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><o:p> </o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">One gave you emotions</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">The other calmed your fears</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">One saw your first sweet smile</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">The other dried your tears</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><o:p> </o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">One gave you up ~</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">It was all she could do</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">The other prayed for a child</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">And God led her straight to you</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><o:p> </o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">And now you ask me</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">Through your tears</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">The age-old question</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">through the years</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><o:p> </o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">Heredity or environment ~</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">Which are you the product of?</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">Neither, my darling, neither</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">Just two different kinds of love</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><span style="font-size: 14pt; "><o:p> </o:p></span></p></span>Baby Bump and Beyondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10895753714476496435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875033976655739854.post-35034710546529258802010-02-03T12:36:00.000-08:002010-02-03T12:50:36.337-08:00Spring cleaningI realized yesterday that I needed to do a spring cleaning. Its a little different that the normal as I mean the store computer:)<div>As in the last week I realized that it was running very slow, so this morning I stated the task of going through files.....so much fun as I ended up having to check the files as the labels <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">didn't</span> really remind me of what they were;)</div><div>I came across this letter I wrote a year after my mother pasted.</div><div><br /></div><div><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 18.0px Helvetica"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">Thank you mom</span></span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 18.0px Helvetica; min-height: 22.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"></span><br /></span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 18.0px Helvetica"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">This summer has been a journey, more lessons in patients and to look within me.</span></span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 18.0px Helvetica"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">When I would say is their something wrong with me?</span></span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 18.0px Helvetica"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">Your reply was maybe it's not you....but them.</span></span></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 18.0px Helvetica"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">And to give them time. </span></span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 18.0px Helvetica"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">I understand now that being a woman, friend and mother means listening, understanding, patient and strength.</span></span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 18.0px Helvetica"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">You were that when I was growing up and even towards the end, you were right mom. </span></span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 18.0px Helvetica"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">As giving birth, gives life. Being a mother comes from looking within and finding inner strength and peace. So now I will follow your role.</span></span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 18.0px Helvetica"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">And when the time calls I will be mother to all.</span></span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 18.0px Helvetica"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">Looking within, I will go through this journey of life with strength, because that is what you have always been and will be.</span></span></p><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Helvetica, serif;font-size:180%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Helvetica, serif;font-size:180%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;">It is now almost 2 years since mom has passed and I still feel the love and strength from her.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Helvetica, serif;font-size:180%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;">I know the last while my posts have been a tad sad, but this is the softer side of BBB.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Helvetica, serif;font-size:180%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;">When I have a lovely chat(today) with an expectant mom and she talks of this deep love and when I say I understand its because I seen it through my mothers eyes.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Helvetica, serif;font-size:180%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Helvetica, serif;font-size:180%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"><br /></span></span></div></div>Baby Bump and Beyondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10895753714476496435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875033976655739854.post-69910435112626119042010-01-22T12:01:00.000-08:002010-01-22T12:35:29.373-08:00Moments when you can only breath<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EG68Q0iTb4I/S1oE3OWTolI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ETh2ARgr0fU/s1600-h/100_3267.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 308px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EG68Q0iTb4I/S1oE3OWTolI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ETh2ARgr0fU/s320/100_3267.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429657647539528274" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EG68Q0iTb4I/S1oE2-oG6JI/AAAAAAAAAAo/SbXEIOCnhGs/s1600-h/100_3248.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EG68Q0iTb4I/S1oE2-oG6JI/AAAAAAAAAAo/SbXEIOCnhGs/s320/100_3248.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429657643319224466" /></a><br />It's Friday afternoon and I just managed to read the whig. Randy had called this morning to ask me to pick it up. <div>I have had to erase more than I have written....I thought today would be better as Wed I so wanted to post to release these emotions. Wed at 5:30 I picked up the phone to hear Randy voice, I knew it was not good news. But the news gombsmaked me...............Aunt Janet had passed on. I was in shock and still think I may be! As we knew this day would come as she was fighting cancer, we had just seen her. I remember saying to Randy that she did not look to bad. Why! Why do we have to lose someone to cancer of all the medical wonders why are people still dying? Why will our children need to hear stories and look at pictures to know them.</div><div>I will miss Aunt Janet greatly. The first time I met her was Easter 05 as Randy and I were just dating and his Aunt Helen had asked us over for Easter diner. I entered a warm and caring home filled with now family. Aunt Janet was sitting in one of the big chairs, I had bought a gift and silly me had thought Aunt Janet was Aunt Helen so I gave her the gift. Thats how warm and beautiful she was. </div><div>The pictures above are Aunt Janet at Aunt Helen's birthday. Even being ill she had a sense of humor which I will miss.</div><div>So tonight the store will be closed earlier than normal so that we can get ready for this evening, as the family/friends gather to remember her. Sat we will also be closed, we are sorry for any inconvenience this may cause.</div><div>So tonight when you are close to your loved ones give them a hug and feel blessed!</div><div><br /></div>Baby Bump and Beyondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10895753714476496435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875033976655739854.post-77590060167253844162010-01-16T09:02:00.000-08:002010-01-16T09:34:56.578-08:00~ Missing her ~<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EG68Q0iTb4I/S1H0I1vuYDI/AAAAAAAAAAg/zrjduKKvuD4/s1600-h/100_3650.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EG68Q0iTb4I/S1H0I1vuYDI/AAAAAAAAAAg/zrjduKKvuD4/s320/100_3650.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427387458661539890" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EG68Q0iTb4I/S1H0Ipa_2VI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Rglwo-AaIG8/s1600-h/100_1400_2.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EG68Q0iTb4I/S1H0Ipa_2VI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Rglwo-AaIG8/s320/100_1400_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427387455353379154" /></a>I find it interesting how one conversation, one moment can remind you, remind you of the one persons that you long for.<div>The last few weeks I have missed my mother tremendously, she passed away 2 years in April with cancer.</div><div>The picture to the right is her and I. And to the far right is me, the broach on my hat is my moms and the neckless is my grandmothers(moms).</div><div>The last few days I have been listening to Hallelujah(shrek song) for some reason it gives me comfort. Maybe the reason for all these feelings is for the fact Jan was the month we had the news from the doctors, who knows! I just know I would love to have her back. Now I know that will never happen, but we all know that the thought of them being here can over whelm your emotions. </div><div>I have no regrets and that not why I miss her, its to the fact that so many happy things have/will take place and she has been missed. </div><div> Mom was still with us when I started planning for the store and when I had ideas and thoughts I would share them with her. Just like when I asked her what was the #1 thing she liked for babies? Her reply was night gowns and to this day I have grandmothers coming in saying the same.</div><div>Oh god do I miss her today..................................! I better go, tears are coming...............and I am in the store...............</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Baby Bump and Beyondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10895753714476496435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875033976655739854.post-36014618336212141032010-01-12T12:53:00.000-08:002010-01-12T14:21:01.364-08:00Being a mom!I just had a chat with a woman and we were talking about this and that and then the topic of adoption came up. This is a close topic(adoption) as Mr.Bump and I are adopting the journey has been long but we know when all is said and done the wait will have been worth it.<br />The woman had mentioned a quote and as soon as she started I knew the one, as my mom would say it to me. Oh yes I am adopted, I can say it takes a special person to adopted as it is not for everyone and thats okay!<br />The quote - " you did not grow under my heart but in it" Please let me know if I have it wrong :)<br />I see every day families and the interesting thing is no two are the same but they all are made with/from love, so what better way to create a family is through love.<br />Yes, I thought I was done with this blog for today. I went on a search for the quote, I did not find it but I did find this from - chicken soup for the adoption soul<br />And yes you will need tissue's<br /><br /> I could Not Conceive<br /><br /> They told me I could not conceive, and tests showed <br />they were right;<br /> They considered but the physical, forgetting our <br />Father’s might.<br /> True, my child, I did not conceive you within the limits<br />of my womb;<br /> But still you grew within my heart- a heart with<br />boundless room.<br /><br /> They told me I could not conceive, and in one way they<br />were right;<br /> Now I know they are the barren ones, comprehension<br />out of sight.<br /> For they cannot conceive, my son, of how it feels to see<br />The face of a child, not of my flesh, but of my destiny.<br /><br /> They cannot conceive, my child, of what it means to <br />love<br /> Another woman, another man, who prayed to God<br />above<br /> And then decided to love enough, to give to me their son<br /><br /> To love, and raise, and call my own, until my life is<br /> done.<br /> They cannot conceive, dear one, of bonds beyond the <br />ties<br /> Of if you have your daddy’s nose or if you have my<br />eyes.<br /> They cannot conceive, my child, of all the Lord still has<br />in store<br /> For this family he created, not flesh and bone, but <br />more.<br /><br />They told me I could not conceive, and in part their<br />words were true...<br />For I cannot conceive, dear son, of never loving you.<br /> ~ Valerie Kay GwinBaby Bump and Beyondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10895753714476496435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875033976655739854.post-43900094279373910022010-01-11T09:49:00.000-08:002010-01-11T09:55:56.910-08:00Hoop fitnessOur new session of hoop fitness starts tomorrow night at 6:30pm, I cant wait to hear the ladies having fun. I would love to join in on the classes but it is not in the books for me, my body is just not designed for it. Trust me I would love to be in on the fun but my fun is bringing the classes to everyone else to enjoy.<br />I am going to ask the class if it is okay for me to take photos of them having fun, as I don't think people truly believe that it is fun.Baby Bump and Beyondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10895753714476496435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8875033976655739854.post-37343690224879683522010-01-09T10:40:00.000-08:002010-01-09T10:46:58.212-08:00new year & new ideas2010 brings new ideas and changes to Baby Bump & Beyond. Don't worry we are just improving what we have and expanding to what you have asked for.<div>If there are classes, events or products that you would like for us to bring in to BBB let us know. We are happy to have you're input. I will say that I am a poor speller/grammar but I have always said that what I am best at is making you happy and making things look pretty!</div><div>So mind the errors and I will do my best :)<br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div>Baby Bump and Beyondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10895753714476496435noreply@blogger.com0