<?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-8063541564816959601</id><updated>2012-04-16T00:28:02.215-04:00</updated><category term='diabetic'/><category term='36 weeks'/><category term='Hailey Mae'/><category term='Happy Father&apos;s Day'/><category term='35 weeks pregnant'/><category term='ultrasound'/><category term='dad thought he was being cute.'/><category term='Red Sox'/><category term='kidney'/><category term='The Pat&apos;s hat is not mine'/><category term='New England Patriots'/><title type='text'>There's a big world and I'm ready</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohailey.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063541564816959601/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohailey.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hailey Mae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05017359234478413318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UbYAR2M5a3E/SFFRf2O4XGI/AAAAAAAAABM/WGOR_jl6GQk/S220/thumb+in+mouth+copy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8063541564816959601.post-2148187336082355291</id><published>2008-09-24T16:56:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T17:00:10.726-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Pat&apos;s hat is not mine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red Sox'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New England Patriots'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dad thought he was being cute.'/><title type='text'>Daddies favorite teams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UbYAR2M5a3E/SNqpyTy6D4I/AAAAAAAAACo/uXEePTT30gU/s1600-h/Hailey+in+Sox+hat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UbYAR2M5a3E/SNqpyTy6D4I/AAAAAAAAACo/uXEePTT30gU/s400/Hailey+in+Sox+hat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249694997426081666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;This is my hat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UbYAR2M5a3E/SNqpyuJxCII/AAAAAAAAACw/icdPCIHYtYE/s1600-h/Hailey+in+patriots+hat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UbYAR2M5a3E/SNqpyuJxCII/AAAAAAAAACw/icdPCIHYtYE/s400/Hailey+in+patriots+hat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249695004501280898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;This is dad's hat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8063541564816959601-2148187336082355291?l=hellohailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohailey.blogspot.com/feeds/2148187336082355291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8063541564816959601&amp;postID=2148187336082355291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063541564816959601/posts/default/2148187336082355291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063541564816959601/posts/default/2148187336082355291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohailey.blogspot.com/2008/09/daddies-favorite-teams.html' title='Daddies favorite teams'/><author><name>Hailey Mae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05017359234478413318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UbYAR2M5a3E/SFFRf2O4XGI/AAAAAAAAABM/WGOR_jl6GQk/S220/thumb+in+mouth+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UbYAR2M5a3E/SNqpyTy6D4I/AAAAAAAAACo/uXEePTT30gU/s72-c/Hailey+in+Sox+hat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8063541564816959601.post-3022535602713789664</id><published>2008-07-07T12:27:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:12:53.172-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures of ME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UbYAR2M5a3E/SHJHDITIduI/AAAAAAAAACg/1yCF49Tks3k/s1600-h/100_0259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UbYAR2M5a3E/SHJHDITIduI/AAAAAAAAACg/1yCF49Tks3k/s320/100_0259.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220313037168735970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Holding Mommy's hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbYAR2M5a3E/SHJFD0qOAnI/AAAAAAAAACQ/xkxREQ9r3zs/s1600-h/Pic0032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbYAR2M5a3E/SHJFD0qOAnI/AAAAAAAAACQ/xkxREQ9r3zs/s400/Pic0032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220310850053472882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of my first pictures at home on June 25, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbYAR2M5a3E/SHJFENPR62I/AAAAAAAAACY/Lm7W3U5_Ar4/s1600-h/Pic0038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbYAR2M5a3E/SHJFENPR62I/AAAAAAAAACY/Lm7W3U5_Ar4/s400/Pic0038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220310856651369314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me looking my best on June 30!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbYAR2M5a3E/SHJEN0MOgyI/AAAAAAAAACA/EZvEv2bPyUs/s1600-h/HM+and+Dad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbYAR2M5a3E/SHJEN0MOgyI/AAAAAAAAACA/EZvEv2bPyUs/s320/HM+and+Dad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220309922214740770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy and Me at the hospital, I was still in the NICU unit with wires and an IV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UbYAR2M5a3E/SHJEOViOAjI/AAAAAAAAACI/KvQvWkFNl7Q/s1600-h/Pic0036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UbYAR2M5a3E/SHJEOViOAjI/AAAAAAAAACI/KvQvWkFNl7Q/s320/Pic0036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220309931165352498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sleeping with Mommy on June 29, 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8063541564816959601-3022535602713789664?l=hellohailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohailey.blogspot.com/feeds/3022535602713789664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8063541564816959601&amp;postID=3022535602713789664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063541564816959601/posts/default/3022535602713789664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063541564816959601/posts/default/3022535602713789664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohailey.blogspot.com/2008/07/pictures-of-me.html' title='Pictures of ME!'/><author><name>Hailey Mae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05017359234478413318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UbYAR2M5a3E/SFFRf2O4XGI/AAAAAAAAABM/WGOR_jl6GQk/S220/thumb+in+mouth+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UbYAR2M5a3E/SHJHDITIduI/AAAAAAAAACg/1yCF49Tks3k/s72-c/100_0259.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8063541564816959601.post-1869068927469217674</id><published>2008-06-21T14:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:12:53.282-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbYAR2M5a3E/SF1KK7qbQOI/AAAAAAAAAB4/-DMz_j4JrN4/s1600-h/10+mins+old.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbYAR2M5a3E/SF1KK7qbQOI/AAAAAAAAAB4/-DMz_j4JrN4/s320/10+mins+old.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214405495239688418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meet Hailey Mae, born June 19 2008 at 802 am.  She was born at 36 weeks and 5 days along.  She weighed 6 pounds and 13 ounces and was 19 and 1/2 inches long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is in NICU for the time being because of low blood sugars and is slowly being being weaned off the glucose water.  The have also discovered that she may have jaundice.  Otherwise all is well and getting better!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8063541564816959601-1869068927469217674?l=hellohailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohailey.blogspot.com/feeds/1869068927469217674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8063541564816959601&amp;postID=1869068927469217674&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063541564816959601/posts/default/1869068927469217674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063541564816959601/posts/default/1869068927469217674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohailey.blogspot.com/2008/06/meet-hailey-mae-born-june-19-2008-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Hailey Mae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05017359234478413318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UbYAR2M5a3E/SFFRf2O4XGI/AAAAAAAAABM/WGOR_jl6GQk/S220/thumb+in+mouth+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbYAR2M5a3E/SF1KK7qbQOI/AAAAAAAAAB4/-DMz_j4JrN4/s72-c/10+mins+old.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8063541564816959601.post-2551157294125096924</id><published>2008-06-17T08:32:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T07:19:30.108-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ultrasound'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='36 weeks'/><title type='text'>Mom has an ultrasounnd AGAIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pregnancy.baby-gaga.com/cartoons/cartoon36"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.baby-gaga.com/crtn/c36.png" alt="pregnancy cartoon" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Mom thinks this is funny, I am not really sure WHY though?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8063541564816959601-2551157294125096924?l=hellohailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohailey.blogspot.com/feeds/2551157294125096924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8063541564816959601&amp;postID=2551157294125096924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063541564816959601/posts/default/2551157294125096924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063541564816959601/posts/default/2551157294125096924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohailey.blogspot.com/2008/06/mom-has-ultrasounnd-again.html' title='Mom has an ultrasounnd AGAIN'/><author><name>Hailey Mae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05017359234478413318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UbYAR2M5a3E/SFFRf2O4XGI/AAAAAAAAABM/WGOR_jl6GQk/S220/thumb+in+mouth+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8063541564816959601.post-5677764587165569220</id><published>2008-06-16T18:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:12:53.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Will I be born on June 26 or June 30?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Mom has to have tests run on her on June 26.  Thats the day they steal some of my water I'm in to see if I have mature lungs.  They really should just ask me, I could tell them I'm all set already!  Besides I will be in Mom's belly for 37 weeks and 5 days then at 37 weeks ANY baby could be born.  I guess I'm just special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Then they scheduled her for June 30 to take me out of her belly.  I will be 38 weeks and 1 day old then.  I think Mom is a bit nervous for that.  She said it was a major operation and even though she had 2 of them with my BIG Brother Khayman and Sister Rhiannon she worries a lot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I guess things didn't work out either time for them when she had them.  With Khayman, her amnio went okay (even though they didn't plan on having it done and surprised her which really upset her) but when they induced her to have him, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" href="http://www.childbirth.org/articles/pit.html"&gt;pitocin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; along with breaking the water made his heart rate drop very low. They rushed her in to the cold room and took him out.  He was in what they call &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" href="http://www.kidshealth.org/parent/system/ill/nicu_caring.html"&gt;NICU&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; for almost a day before she saw him and they never really explained to her why or perhaps she was still drugged up from having the operation that she can't remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;With my Sister Rhiannon, she went in to have the amnio, then went to have the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" href="http://www.americanpregnancy.org/prenataltesting/non-stresstest.html"&gt;NST&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;.  While she was having the NST, her water broke.  She was told that it was because of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" href="http://www.med.umich.edu/1libr/wha/wha_pulmatt_crs.htm"&gt;amnio&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; ruptured the water.  Needless to say, Mom was hospitalized and then told almost 20 hours later that she had to have another c section (she was tring for a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" href="http://www.webmd.com/baby/tc/vaginal-birth-after-cesarean-vbac-overview"&gt;VBAC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Mom never planned on having any more children so I am a BIG surprise for both her and Dad.  Dad has 2 boys and a girl already who are WAY older than me!  I hope that doesn't stop him from loving me as much because they are so grown up and I am not yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I heard my sister Rhiannon say that Nana was going to be here soon.  I am not sure who this Nana is but it seems to make Rhiannon very happy.  Anyone that makes my BIG sister happy will surely be someone I'd like to meet too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UbYAR2M5a3E/SFedcXwCQMI/AAAAAAAAABw/IdBsl0Ortx0/s1600-h/hand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UbYAR2M5a3E/SFedcXwCQMI/AAAAAAAAABw/IdBsl0Ortx0/s320/hand.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212808204442026178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8063541564816959601-5677764587165569220?l=hellohailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohailey.blogspot.com/feeds/5677764587165569220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8063541564816959601&amp;postID=5677764587165569220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063541564816959601/posts/default/5677764587165569220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063541564816959601/posts/default/5677764587165569220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohailey.blogspot.com/2008/06/will-i-be-born-on-june-26-or-june-30.html' title='Will I be born on June 26 or June 30?'/><author><name>Hailey Mae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05017359234478413318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UbYAR2M5a3E/SFFRf2O4XGI/AAAAAAAAABM/WGOR_jl6GQk/S220/thumb+in+mouth+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UbYAR2M5a3E/SFedcXwCQMI/AAAAAAAAABw/IdBsl0Ortx0/s72-c/hand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8063541564816959601.post-1986237991316938827</id><published>2008-06-15T02:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:12:53.867-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hailey Mae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Father&apos;s Day'/><title type='text'>To my Dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Pretty soon, I will be ready.  Ready to greet the world and ready to have you hold me in your arms.  I know I can not wait to see you as much as you can't wait to see me.  I want to hold your hand in my tiny one and cling to you while I can.  You and Mommy have always done the best for me so far and I can't wait to be held in those loving arms that poke me, while I am in her belly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Happy Father's Day Dad!  Soon we will be together and I CAN'T WAIT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UbYAR2M5a3E/SFEkMGO4XBI/AAAAAAAAAAc/gY3FdSTjVsM/s1600-h/blowing+a+kiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UbYAR2M5a3E/SFEkMGO4XBI/AAAAAAAAAAc/gY3FdSTjVsM/s400/blowing+a+kiss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210986034094431250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;My Daddy's Hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Daddy, take my hand in yours and you will plainly see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;center style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How very much I need you now to love and care for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;center style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then as my little hand grows, I will need you even more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;center style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everything I do in life, I have never done before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;center style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Teach me to be kind and loving, sharing and forgiving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;center style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Show me through your acts of love the pure joy of living.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;center style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The years will pass by quickly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; and one day I will be grown,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;center style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I will pass what you have taught me onto children of my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;center style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Keep this token with you and remember when we are apart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UbYAR2M5a3E/SFS3nA41uNI/AAAAAAAAABk/2Gl30dE1N70/s1600-h/medallion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UbYAR2M5a3E/SFS3nA41uNI/AAAAAAAAABk/2Gl30dE1N70/s320/medallion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211992549655689426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The special love between a child and Daddy's heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UbYAR2M5a3E/SFEkL2O4W_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/0NyXEf_FQnw/s1600-h/a+smile+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UbYAR2M5a3E/SFEkL2O4W_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/0NyXEf_FQnw/s400/a+smile+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210986029799463922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8063541564816959601-1986237991316938827?l=hellohailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohailey.blogspot.com/feeds/1986237991316938827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8063541564816959601&amp;postID=1986237991316938827&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063541564816959601/posts/default/1986237991316938827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063541564816959601/posts/default/1986237991316938827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohailey.blogspot.com/2008/06/to-my-dad.html' title='To my Dad'/><author><name>Hailey Mae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05017359234478413318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UbYAR2M5a3E/SFFRf2O4XGI/AAAAAAAAABM/WGOR_jl6GQk/S220/thumb+in+mouth+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UbYAR2M5a3E/SFEkMGO4XBI/AAAAAAAAAAc/gY3FdSTjVsM/s72-c/blowing+a+kiss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8063541564816959601.post-371504274015200594</id><published>2008-06-14T10:02:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:12:54.102-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fridays Doctor Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Mom went to the "baby" doctor the other day.  She was excited and sorta disappointed all in one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;She was excited because a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" href="http://www.childbirthsolutions.com/articles/pregnancy/groupb/index.php"&gt;test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; that was run came bac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;k clear, my biophysical looks very good, and the doctor said that Mom's kidneys are doing very good and the protein in her urine went down!  See I am trying to help Mommy.  She was a bit disappointed because even though I have been ready to be born for the last 6 weeks, with my head down, there seems to be nothing going on as far as me giving up my prime space! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Tomorrow is&lt;a href="http://www.holidays.net/father/story.htm"&gt; Father's Day&lt;/a&gt;.  Mom went and got a card (which she signed for me) and a present for Dad.  She also signed the present from my BIG brother Khayman and my little big sister Rhiannon.  She said it was because, even tho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;ugh he isn't their REAL father (or as Rhiannon says FAKE DAD) he tries his best to help them and is like a father to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Life is wonderful and I can't wait to see what my Mommy looks like in person.  It's much different I have a feeling then seeing things from the inside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UbYAR2M5a3E/SFS0OdNBBXI/AAAAAAAAABc/E6nCUmYHP_A/s1600-h/hand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UbYAR2M5a3E/SFS0OdNBBXI/AAAAAAAAABc/E6nCUmYHP_A/s200/hand.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211988829224895858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8063541564816959601-371504274015200594?l=hellohailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohailey.blogspot.com/feeds/371504274015200594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8063541564816959601&amp;postID=371504274015200594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063541564816959601/posts/default/371504274015200594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063541564816959601/posts/default/371504274015200594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohailey.blogspot.com/2008/06/fridays-doctor-visit.html' title='Fridays Doctor Visit'/><author><name>Hailey Mae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05017359234478413318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UbYAR2M5a3E/SFFRf2O4XGI/AAAAAAAAABM/WGOR_jl6GQk/S220/thumb+in+mouth+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UbYAR2M5a3E/SFS0OdNBBXI/AAAAAAAAABc/E6nCUmYHP_A/s72-c/hand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8063541564816959601.post-7252453946962400107</id><published>2008-06-13T03:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:12:54.361-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What does 6 pounds mean?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Usually Mom doesn't move around much.  She has been put on bed rest for like the last 6 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;years,&lt;/s&gt; um &lt;s style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;months,&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; *sigh* ok Mom, weeks. Yesterday though, I thought my world was a moving and a shakin for like 4 gazillion hours!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Mommy would be moving for a bit, then sitting.  There was lots of laughs and she was really in a very good mood.  Weird because normally she isn't so ... well .... moving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I heard her say to Dad that I was 6 pounds 8 ounces and that I passed with flying colors at the &lt;a href="http://www.webmd.com/baby/biophysical-profile-bpp"&gt;biophysical&lt;/a&gt;.  Dad laughed and said WOW she is THAT big?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;What does he mean by "That Big"?  I haven't had much room in here to move around for weeks!  I think Mom and I need to sit down for a serious talk about my space issue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;At some point yesterday, Mom's tone and mood got serious.  I think I heard her talking to someone important but I am not sure.  She was asking if she should eat and take her insulin on THAT day.   I also believe she thought that "OH man, it's going to be a very long day but she couldn't wait."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Wait a second, no food for mom means ... NO FOOD FOR ME???  Oh no, wait, hold up a second, that just isn't right!  I mean I have to settle for whatever she eats and if she doesn't, CRAP I'm going to have to hear her stomache complain again.  Do you realize just how LOUD it is in here when that happens?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Words like &lt;a href="http://www.webmd.com/baby/guide/amniocentesis"&gt;am ne oh cen tea sis&lt;/a&gt; was said and &lt;a href="http://www.webmd.com/baby/tc/cesarean-section-topic-overview"&gt;c section&lt;/a&gt;.  Again, I don't understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;And so whats the am ne oh, am ne oh, THAT word, have to do with me? And whats a c section?  Is that more space for me? I could use more space but I like it in here!  Ok I admit, she could afford a bit more room for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I hear her yawning so that must mean we are going back to the dark space to rest.  She does this you know, gets up for a bit, sits and then shuffles off to bed.  I think she said it was im som nee ah?  Whatever it is, I wish she'd hurry up and lay down so we can rest!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbYAR2M5a3E/SFIldWO4XHI/AAAAAAAAABU/7xru33mPLwk/s1600-h/hand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbYAR2M5a3E/SFIldWO4XHI/AAAAAAAAABU/7xru33mPLwk/s320/hand.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211268904935513202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8063541564816959601-7252453946962400107?l=hellohailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellohailey.blogspot.com/feeds/7252453946962400107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8063541564816959601&amp;postID=7252453946962400107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063541564816959601/posts/default/7252453946962400107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8063541564816959601/posts/default/7252453946962400107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellohailey.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-does-6-pounds-mean.html' title='What does 6 pounds mean?'/><author><name>Hailey Mae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05017359234478413318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UbYAR2M5a3E/SFFRf2O4XGI/AAAAAAAAABM/WGOR_jl6GQk/S220/thumb+in+mouth+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbYAR2M5a3E/SFIldWO4XHI/AAAAAAAAABU/7xru33mPLwk/s72-c/hand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8063541564816959601.post-4122365328503825801</id><published>2008-06-12T09:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:12:54.583-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kidney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diabetic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hailey Mae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='35 weeks pregnant'/><title type='text'>I am 35 weeks along and almost ready</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Hello world!  It's been an adventure so far.  Mommy has had a tough time with me and I haven't been born yet.  I can't wait to  see my family.  I hear them from within Mom's belly and it make's me jump for joy!  I also hear other weird noises that Mom calls TT, Molly, Shadow and Jake.  I am not sure what those noises are but I am ready to find out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Mom is a diabetic.  She's had it a bit rough with me being in her belly.  She has had many low blood sugars which not only scared her and Dad but where she worked and the doctors who care for her.  Now that her work doesn't want her back, she is worried a bit about how she and dad will be able to care for all of us (my other brother's and sister's).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;On top of all that, the doctors have told her that her kidneys aren't functioning well.  This made my Mommy cry hard and makes her worry all the time.  I heard her say that she doesn't want to leave all us kids for a VERY LONG time.  I'm trying my hardest to not take too much of my mom's kidneys and I think I have done a great job so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Well, I think it's time for a nap now.  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