Kelsey Rawson

fuckyeahads: blackandyellow: Happy Dad’s Day! I enjoy this...

Sun, 20 Jun 2010 12:54:04 -0500

fuckyeahads:

blackandyellow:

Happy Dad’s Day!

I enjoy this ad.

Seriously. How could you not love that face?

Sat, 12 Jun 2010 13:40:43 -0500

Seriously. How could you not love that face?

thedailywhat: FYC Ad of the Day: Dear Emmy Award nomination...

Fri, 11 Jun 2010 22:29:49 -0500

thedailywhat:

FYC Ad of the Day: Dear Emmy Award nomination decider people: Don’t eff this up.

[@timheidecker.]

Reblogging with hopes my husband sees this. He enjoys this really stupid show.

A birth day to remember.

Sat, 29 May 2010 19:54:10 -0500

Last Wednesday night, I couldn’t sleep. My brain was going a million miles a minute going over what was to happen the next morning - my induction. At 39 weeks pregnant, it was finally time to head to the hospital and have our daughter. So naturally, I laid awake thinking about every possible complication, all the possible pain, and all the coming exhaustion.

The next morning, I woke up before my alarm that was set for 5:15. We checked in at the hospital at 7 am, excited and nervous about the day we had ahead of us. We got settled in our room and I was hooked up to an IV of fluids and Pitocin, the drug that starts contractions. I began feeling contractions shortly thereafter, with mild discomfort at about 9:30 am. After having my water broken at 10 am, the contractions quickly took over. From 10 am to 11 am, I experienced the worst pains I have ever experienced - back labor. I was ready for an epidural by 10:15, and finally received it at 11 am. I had to lay completely still during the 15 minute procedure. I couldn’t squeeze anyone’s hand or the side of the bed. Just lay there. During the worst pains imaginable. A weird groaning noise was all I could do to control myself in order to not move and risk paralysis. The epidural finally kicked in at about 11:30 am.

Now, just before the epidural I was 5 cm dilated. My doctor came in just after the epidural began numbing the pains. I was already dilated to an 8.

At about noon, as I was attempting to nap while I was pain free, the baby’s heart rate dropped significantly. Though my nurse was on her lunch break, another nurse rushed in to put me on my other side to see if that helped. It did not. So I was hooked up to oxygen and the resident on duty was called in.

Turns out I was 10 cm dilated and ready to push.

Delivery began at 12:30 pm. At 1:05 pm, Kayla Danielle Rawson greeted the world with a pouty bottom lip and fingers donning a peace sign. 8 pounds, .06 ounces. 20 inches long. Perfect in every way.

Eron and I have experienced the greatest life change ever. God’s biggest gift. A daughter. She’s temperamental, expressive, and cranky. A lot like me. She is not a good eater. Nothing like me. When she sleeps, she makes the most adorable faces, as if she is dreaming about all that the future has in store. According to her expressions, it includes confusion, pain, love, humor, and lots of kissing.

She’s wonderful and we are adjusting the best we can. I am hoping I heal soon so I can help more with house chores and cooking, things Eron has had to take over.

And by the way, Eron is the best dad and husband of all time. He is great at diaper changes and a rock star swaddler. He’s been amazing.

Above all, I am blessed. Honestly blessed. I’m not sure what I did to deserve such a perfect little family. But I am so grateful.

Please excuse this shameless plug for a great organization that I happen to work for...

Tue, 18 May 2010 10:10:45 -0500

Scott MacIntyre in Concert!

In our continuing efforts to support those in our community living with low vision or blindness, the Envision Foundation proudly presents 2009 American Idol finalist Scott MacIntyre for a special performance featuring a live concert and question and answer session with the audience. Proceeds benefit services for children who are blind or visually impaired, ages 0-18. Services include the Envision Child Development Center, Assistive Technology Camp, kids support groups, homework club, an arts program, a music program, and more. In the last decade alone, pediatric blindness and low vision have increased by nearly 300 percent.

Scott MacIntyre was the first legally blind contestant to perform on American Idol.
His new album “Heartstrings” released March 11 and debuted at number 17 on iTunes.
Scott began playing piano by ear at age three, and subsequently learned to play organ, guitar, bass and drums.
He studied music at the Royal Conservatory of Music in Toronto.
Scott was admitted into Arizona State University’s Barrett Honors College and Herberger College of Fine Arts at the age of 14.
He graduated ASU Summa Cum Laude at 19, receiving a Master’s degree in England at Royal Holloway, University of London and the Royal College of Music.

Concert sponsored by Cox Communications, B-98 FM and myTVWichita.

Thursday, August 5 | 8:00 pm | Orpheum Theatre

Reserved tickets go on sale Friday, May 21 to the general public!

Ticket Prices:
$60 (Special VIP seating – includes a meet and greet opportunity)
$21.50 (Rows B-S and Mezzanine Rows AA-AD)
$16.50 (Rows T-W, Mezzanine Rows AE-AG and Balcony)

Reserved tickets will be available at Select-A-Seat by calling (316) 755-7328, online by going to www.selectaseat.com, or at any Dillon’s Superstores and Plant Employee Clubs.

This week? We'll see.

Thu, 13 May 2010 16:10:22 -0500

At my appointment Tuesday, the doctor informed me I was already 3 cm dilated. She expects lil’ girl to come before Monday. After a short hospital visit with false labor, I’m doing everything I can to coax this little one out. Walking really fast, taking the stairs at work, driving over as many bumps as I can possibly find. I have to say, I’m beginning to doubt her arrival will come any time soon.

But, even if we go until a week after our due date, we have less than a month left of being non-parents. Which is insane. I’m about to be a…mom. Really? And Eron will be a dad. We’ll have a kid. Of our own. That we have to raise. Weird, right? And this little human is currently living inside of me. Even more weird.

Hoping the little one decides to come soon, and when she does, I’m going to be posting tons of baby pictures. I thought I should go ahead and warn you.

Guess we should get ready...

Tue, 04 May 2010 12:52:08 -0500

Dr: Do you have your hospital bags packed?
Me: Not yet.
Dr: Well you're 2 cm dilated and the baby is low.
Me: Wait...what?
Dr: You should go ahead and get your bags packed.

Though she could still take her sweet time and not show up until June 3, she could come at any time. Cue mild freak-out.

erawson: Kelsey’s work baby shower To say our graphic designer...

Fri, 23 Apr 2010 15:33:38 -0500

erawson:

Kelsey’s work baby shower

To say our graphic designer is amazing would be an understatement. I love Eron’s ginger beard.

Are we there yet?

Thu, 22 Apr 2010 11:39:56 -0500

We have a name, a nursery, and a daycare. Only thing missing is a baby. Seriously, now that we are just 6 weeks away from D Day, I’m growing impatient. I can’t focus. I can’t think of anything else besides this little girl. We have just about everything done that we need to get done before her arrival. And we have to wait another 6 freaking weeks?

I’d be okay if she came in 3. Let’s make it happen Baby R. You have 3 weeks to get here. Kthxbye.

First conference, first kid.

Thu, 15 Apr 2010 11:46:39 -0500

I just returned from a trip to Baltimore, Maryland where I attended the Association of Fundraising Professionals International Conference. I was a walking conversation starter.

“Is this your first AFP Conference?” “Yeah, it is.” “Is this your first baby?” “Yeah, it is.”

Every middle aged woman in my sessions just had to ask me about my pregnancy, maternity leave, how I was feeling from traveling, if the baby was active, if we had picked a name.

This is all so strange. I have NEVER had so many strangers interested in my presence. Now, what I wish was that strangers would let me have the best seat in the rooms, offer to let me cut them in the bathroom line, bring me a cup of water…

Strangers are curious. Not generous.

Besides walking WAY too much for my 33-week pregnant body to handle (my feet are swollen and I can’t walk at all now) and feeling generally sore and gimpy all week, the conference was alright. Had the pleasure of listening to Peter Thum (creator of Ethos Water) speak, as well as Archbishop Desmond Tutu. Learned a little and left a bit more inspired to do great things. As Tutu said repeatedly, we are in a noble profession, and I’m happy that I have the opportunity to create change in the world.

And frankly, baby girl LOVED Baltimore. She was super active all week and I think she really likes crab. Good to know.

So yes, first conference, first kid. Tired and sore, but it’s worth it.

thedailywhat: Mythical Beast of the Day: Hunters in China’s...

Tue, 06 Apr 2010 10:24:45 -0500

thedailywhat:

Mythical Beast of the Day: Hunters in China’s Sichuan province captured a hairless bear-like creature with the voice of a cat and “a tail like a kangaroo” that has come to be known as the “Oriental Yeti.”

One of the hunters was quoted as saying, “There are local legends of a bear that used to be a man and some people think that’s what we caught.” The animal will be shipped to Beijing to undergo DNA testing to determine whether it is, in fact, a bear-man.

[telegraph.]

Cue nightmares.

Planning.

Mon, 15 Mar 2010 08:52:50 -0500

I’d like to boast about how exciting life has been the past month or two, but I can’t say it has been. It’s been the same as the past 6 months. I work, I come home, I clean, I eat, I sleep. And in the midst of the normalcy, I am planning for the arrival of a baby girl.

How exactly does one “plan” for the birth of another human being? We have shelter and clothes for her, but is that sufficient? We have a crib and clothes and diapers and other baby things piled up in our living room, waiting for the completion of the nursery. Our life has been overtaken with baby things and planning for baby things.

I, for one, am just ready for her to be here. I feel unprepared, but I’ve grown tired of sitting and waiting and planning. Planning is a horrible job. I’d prefer to just do. Just be a mom, already. Planning is pointless anyway. Something is bound to change the plans. Her birth date will change my maternity plans. Her birth weight will change the wardrobe plans. My health the next 2.5 months could change the outcome of many household projects. And a multitude of factors could change our financial plans.

All I know is that waiting for 9 months to meet someone this important is absolutely painful. So ready for June 3 to come. Not prepared, but ready to face the uncertainty.

kendroboto: fuckyeahslightlyamusing: lickystickypickyme: tumbl...

Sat, 13 Feb 2010 10:10:43 -0600

kendroboto:

fuckyeahslightlyamusing:

lickystickypickyme:

tumblrrinserepeat:

Golden Girls Valentines [PIC]

thanks Mississippians who sent me this link.
Bea Mine!

I NEED these!!!

What they don't tell you about pregnancy...

Tue, 09 Feb 2010 18:47:37 -0600

I used to always be perplexed at how a whole baby can fit inside a human being. I was always reassured that there’s plenty of room.

What I wasn’t told is that, actually, lungs, ribs and other organs are deemed irrelevant and unnecessary when you’re pregnant.

Lungs? What lungs?

Also - ouch.

thedailywhat: SOTU: Official drinking game rules. [huffpo.]

Thu, 28 Jan 2010 08:49:29 -0600

thedailywhat:

SOTU: Official drinking game rules.

[huffpo.]

It's kind of cool. It's alright if you're jealous.

Thu, 21 Jan 2010 10:49:24 -0600

So, last night as I was trying to go to bed (ridiculously early, I might add), baby girl started doing somersaults in my tummy. I could feel each tiny move as if she was performing a circus act. I put my hand on my tum tum and…

«Boom»

I could feel her movement from outside my body. It was crazy. And wonderful. And I’m kind of worried that she’s a gymnast. We can’t afford a lifetime of training and risk her coach slipping her steroids right before the Olympics. I hope it’s just a hobby, not a career choice.

aimee-b-loved: kendroboto: aeropuertos: srsly: inothernews: ...

Thu, 21 Jan 2010 08:58:47 -0600

aimee-b-loved:

kendroboto:

aeropuertos:

srsly:

inothernews:

“The most expensive car in the world, dressed up like a mouse. And as you can hear, the mouse’s theme song is the original master recording of the Rolling Stones classic, ‘Satisfaction.’ …Is it crazy expensive to play on the air? Hell yes! …Total pricetag for this comedy bit - 1.5 million dollars! Sorry, NBC!”

You keep fucking NBC up the ass, Conan O’Brien. I am with you 100%. I will even provide lube.

Not lust. Love.

Haha!

So I'm official.

Tue, 12 Jan 2010 08:47:49 -0600

erawson:

My temporary employment is nearing the end, and I accepted the offer for full-time Technical Director at the station. For those that don’t know, I’ll be in front of the video switcher pushing buttons and making the top-rated newscasts go across Kansas’ airwaves. On the weekends I’ll be fulfilling both the positions of Technical Director and Director. Which means reading the scripts, calling the shots, and pushing the buttons all at the same time. It gets pretty intense. A lot to keep track of at once.

A big plus is that I get to be paid to watch a lot of CBS programming, which I dig, including CBS Sports (quite frankly I HATE NBC Sports shows the most… anyways..).

My schedule is a bit wonky. I’ll be working nights, about 2-ish to 11-ish depending on which day, Wednesday thru Sunday. I get Mondays and Tuesdays off.

The best part of the deal is I finally have a time with paid vacation for the first time since I worked at Starbucks when I was like 20. Hey, 20 was forever ago!

I’m not gonna strike it rich doing this. Wife will always make more money than me, I bet. And I’m fine with that. We’re a great team. And I think this is the best situation we can be in for the new addition to the family. Hey, only 3 half-days of daycare needed. I love saving moolah.

But through all of this, my primary goal is to be happy for the next 5 or so years, supporting my family and living for God. Right now I feel this is that best possible situation to be in. And that, my friends, is worth more than anything in the world.

Reblogging because my husband is amazing and this post made me tear up a bit. I’m really excited for his new opportunity. We’ve lived together through some shitty jobs, I have to say. His last being by far the worst, not because of what he was doing, but because of who he was doing it for, quite honestly. And the fact that he finally gets recognized for his hardwork by being handed benefits (from a legit HR department) is pretty rad. And the fact that he gets to do all this while still being able to spend a ton of time with our daughter is even more rad.

I love our little life. It’s filled with huge blessings.

Baby = healthyBaby Mama = tiredWeight Gain = nothing to worry about (thank goodness. Lord knows...

Fri, 08 Jan 2010 13:48:00 -0600

Baby = healthy
Baby Mama = tired
Weight Gain = nothing to worry about (thank goodness. Lord knows I’ve put on more than the recommended amount)
Baby Room = Oh gosh. We’ve got some work to do.

Baby Girl Rawson is swimming, kicking and punching. And she’s almost halfway cooked. We’ll call her medium-rare at this point. I’d prefer her to be well-done. So let’s hope the next 20 or so weeks go as planned.

erawson: Not thrilled in the least. This is, of course, before...

Thu, 07 Jan 2010 10:28:52 -0600

erawson:

Not thrilled in the least. This is, of course, before wind chill.

Seriously - can I call in cold to work tomorrow?