Wednesday, May 27, 2015

Stitch Fix #3--I'm loving it!

Hooray!!!  I got home from running around with the kids this morning and GUESS what was on my front porch?!?!?!  That's right!  My THIRD Stitch Fix.

If you don't know what Stitch Fix is yet, it is basically a personal stylist to which you give your measurements, style preferences, and a price point you are comfortable with, and they send you 5 wonderful pieces of joy every month (or whatever time frame you choose.  Mine is every OTHER month.)  I don't have to get my kids out and keep them quiet and well-behaved while I try these things on, people.  I just turn on a little Dora the Explorer, and admire my options in the comfort of my own home!!  And if anyone has to pee, they can just go without me have to undress, redress, pack everyone in the shopping cart and race to the bathroom before all of my potential purchases are soaked in urine.  I used to like shopping, you know.  But somehow my son crawling under the dressing room doors while my daughter screams that there aren't enough pretzels and my baby rips the tags off of every single thing in sight just kind of ruins the experience for me.  Enter Stitch Fix and my personal stylist, Julie!!  It is wonderful and fantastic, and you should do it, too.

Okay so on to my third fix...

I loved it!  I wanted to keep everything, but some things just didn't work, unfortunately.  So here goes...


#1: THML Grant Chevron Print & Embroidery Top

Oh. Em. Gee.  Okay so my picture taking skills are horrible today.  My sister wasn't there to make the pics good, so they are what they are, get over it ;)  But this shirt is amazing!!  It doesn't look like much in this picture, but I LOVE IT!!  The fabric is light and flowy (perfect for summer) and the arrows are embroidered and BEAUTIFUL in person.  There are also dainty triangles embroidered on the sleeves.  It is a little bit boxy, but I thought the comfort and pattern/texture combo was too great to pass up.  And it looked great with the shorts I was wearing already, so there you go!

Status: Kept



#2: Dear John Fennegan Roll Cuff Chino Short

This, to me, was the biggest bummer in my fix.  I LOVE these shorts.  For someone with really pale legs (like REALLY)  I almost NEVER get to wear any kind of khaki.  It just washes me out!  But these shorts were a pretty brownish tan with black pinstripes and they were fabulous!  Here I paired it with a wrap tank with a peekaboo lace underlay from Wet Seal.  Sadly they were just too small in the waist.  I always have this problem, I have NO hips or thighs, so things can be too big there, but tight on my tummy.  I could button them, but I just knew I wouldn't wear them because it just wasn't comfortable.

Status: Returned




#3 Pixley Florence Colorblocked Dress

This was actually a bummer too.  I wanted to keep this dress, but price wise I just couldn't justify it.  I loved the straps and the neckline on me, and the waist was super comfortable (even though I didn't think it would be when I pulled it out of the box.)  I loved the colors, but it was a little bit large and boxy on me, plus I feel like it should be a little bit shorter.  I was really torn on this one, but in the end I decided that I would send it back.  I recently found out they have petite sizes now, so I may add that to my notes since I am only 5'3" and this might have looked better on me in petite.  Who knows?

Status: Returned




#4 Mystree Vinnie Open Crochet Detail Cardigan

If you know me well, you know I LOVE cardigans.  My husband makes fun of how many cardigans I have.  I am pretty sure at least HALF of the hangers in our house are devoted to cardigans, and you know what?  I like it that way.  So I was super happy to see this in my fix.  It is gorgeous.  The detailing is beautiful, it is so soft and cuddly, but also very light and will work well in spring, fall and winter here in Texas.  I paired it here with my favorite elephant shirt and shorts. It is a great staple piece and I don't care what ANYONE says, you can never have too many cardigans!

Status: Kept


#5: Zad Martin Mini Layered Metal Cuff

I was a bit torn on this one too, and if I hadn't liked the other things I kept so much, I may have kept this.  It is super cute in person and just really chic.  The only problem is that I always forget to wear bracelets and watches.  And when I do they always end up being a distraction for a cranky child, and I have toys for that which are MUCH cheaper than this bracelet.

Status: Returned

So that was it!  What do you think?  Do you agree with my choices?  Well it doesn't matter anyway because it was MY fix!!  Go get your own!!

(Seriously, here is where you can sign up.  FYI: It will give me a small credit to my account when your fix is shipped if you sign up through my link.  If that offends you, just go to their main site.  But I won't be friends with you anymore ;) )

Tuesday, April 7, 2015

Stitch Fix #2: Better than the first!!

So if you didn't catch my post on Facebook last month, I signed up for this really cool personal shopping thing called Stitch Fix.
As you may know, I live in the boonies. Maybe not the "official" boonies, but as someone who has never lived farther than 15 minutes from an Old Navy in their entire adult life, I consider Whitney, Tx the boonies. So as you can probably guess, the only "local" places to shop are Brookshires and the Dollar Store. And I love to shop. I could do it for hours a day, and sometimes I do (online). So when I came across the ingenious idea of Stitch Fix, I was,needless to say, immediately enthralled.
Stitch Fix is a fun little company that will assign you a personal shopper, and after you have given them your sizes, style preferences, and budget expectations, they will send you 5 items in the mail to try on. You choose which ones you would like to keep, and put the rest in a prepaid package and mail it back. That's it! I got my first one last month and I am officially obsessed. I only kept one thing (a necklace) but I gave my stylist some more tips and she definitely wowed me this month!! So of course, as the kind and loving friend that I am for all of you wonderful people, took pictures of everything for you to see! So here goes:


#1: Bay to Baubles Sauna Curved Bar Necklace
This necklace was super cute, but kind of boring. I like my jewelry to really pop, if I wear any at all, so this was not really my style,
Status: Returned

#2: Fun2Fun Sonoma Striped Sleeveless Top
This shirt is totally my style. Very loose fitting (hides the mommy tummy) and I loved the hi/lo aspect. I was very intrigued by the colors. As a very pale skinned redhead, I usually steer clear of yellow and orange, but I absolutely love this top. It has wide straps so it hides my nursing tank (you know I gotta wear my nursing tank allllllll summer) and I can wear it with jeans or shorts. It transfers well into winter with a cardigan. I think it rocks.
Status: Kept

#3: Skies Are Blue Maison Mesh Trim Blouse


I am obsessed with this top.  It is so ME, and I loved it right when I opened it.  I love the wide straps at the top (once again it hides the nursing tank beautifully).  The top navy blue part is mesh, and it just has everything: texture, pattern, color...ahhhhh!!  I love it.  I can wear it with shorts this summer, or jeans, and I even wore it on Easter like this:
Status: Kept

#4: Sweet Rain Isaac Floral Print Tab-Sleeve Blouse
This was a cool shirt, and I loved the style.  I wasn't super in love with the colors, and I have a shirt from Old Navy that is very similar to the style.  It was pretty, and fit well, but ultimately it wasn't my favorite.
Status: Returned

#5: Mavi Yasmin Skinny Jean
I didn't take a picture of myself in these jeans because I will be honest with you, I couldn't tell what was the back and what was the front.  I THINK the high part of the waist was the front (because there was a tag on the other side) but it went up above my belly button.  They looked more like jeggings, which I LOVE, but the waist line was really confusing for me.  Also they were $78 for essentially a really confusing pair of JEGGINGS.  So....no.
Status: Returned

So there you go!!  I am LOVING Stitch Fix and I am already super excited about my next fix!  It won't come until May 29th, so I may go crazy before then...but I will definitely look cute in my two new tops while I wait!!

If you want to sign up for Stitch Fix, go here.  I will get the credit if you do!!  And you will LOVE it, trust me!!

Monday, August 11, 2014

Okay...so there is a lot to this story.  It was traumatic for me, and for my family.  And it is still going on, and will be for probably a while.  But before I start, I want to say that the Lord is faithful.  Nothing that happened when Landon was born was a surprise to God, my recovery is not a surprise to Him, and the emotional struggle is not a surprise to Him.  He is FAITHFUL my friends.  I am more convinced of that today than I ever have been before.

So I'm making it sound worse than it is, probably.  But it was the most difficult day of my life.  And here's what happened:

I had been so looking forward to this birth.  My first two both had complications and difficulty and this one was going to be scheduled, planned, normal, everything just...easy.

So we went in on Friday August 1 at 5:30am for the scheduled c-section.  I went in, got prepped and went in for surgery.  The c-section was FAST.  I mean, Sean was just walking in the door and they were already cutting me open.  He took a quick "pre-baby" mommy and daddy picture, and we heard "Wahhhhhhh!!!!!"

Everything was perfect.  They let me hold him, he was beautiful!  (He IS beautiful :) ) They did my tubal ligation (which we had planned for while) and stitched me up.  Then they took me to recovery where everything went perfectly!  We saw our families, Levi and Lucy met the baby and did WONDERFULLY with him.  They were SO in love with him :)  It was just as I imagined it would have been.  And around lunch time, everyone went home and left us there to take a nap.

Very soon after, I started feeling VERY hot and a little bit like I might faint.  It got worse and worse until I finally had Sean go and get a nurse to turn down the air.  He did, and my feeling didn't improve.  I was feeling like I might lose consciousness, and that's when Sean started to get concerned.  From that point on, I only vaguely remember what happened.

I was in and out of consciousness as doctors and nurses came in and out of the room, pushing on my tummy, and trying to figure out what was going on.  I could hear Sean calling out to me, trying to get me to respond, but I couldn't.  I remember them trying to get me to sign some papers, which I couldn't do, and I heard the doctor say "her belly is swelling up", "internal bleeding", "emergency surgery."

And that's when I had the thought that I might die.  I have never had that thought before, never even been close.  But I could see my husband's panicked face (which NEVER happens) and I know the words "internal bleeding" are a very serious thing.  My mom had had a miscarriage when I was little, bled into her belly, and almost died.  So that thought was there.

And then I thought "I might not see my kids again."

It may seem like I'm being dramatic.  And maybe I am.  But that thought, although it came and went quickly, very deeply affected me. It scared me, and it still scares me. I have nightmares about it. I guess post partum emotions and your first near-death experience bring out the drama in you :)

So the next thing I knew, I was waking up with a VERY sore throat from being intubated and no idea what happened.  It turns out, an internal stitch had somehow come out on my left tube, and had been bleeding into my abdomen for about 6-ish hours before I passed out.  I needed a blood transfusion.

I ended up with FOUR transfusions just to have enough blood to function.  I was in pain for a LOOOOONG time.  I'm still in pain.

Long story short, I survived.  Landon survived, and he is perfect and wonderful.  The Lord is faithful.  I am recovering more slowly than I did with my other two, but much more quickly than I expected.  And I have an amazing husband and support system that are helping me through the traumatized emotions I'm experiencing.  Friends, God has been unbelievably good to me.  Ridiculously, fabulously good to me!

Thank you to all of you who have been praying for me because you knew there were complications, and those of you who just prayed for me anyway :)  I covet your continued prayers.

So...here's what we gained from all of this:
Steven Landon Campbell
August 1, 2014 8:04am
8lbs 12oz
20 inches long

He is beautiful, perfect, wonderful, looks just like Daddy and Levi, and SO WORTH IT ALL!!!!





Monday, April 29, 2013

5 years

So it was recently my anniversary.  Recently, like, Friday.  And it caused me to reflect on the last five years, as anniversaries sometimes do.  Five years of spending my life with Sean Campbell, the kindest, most good-natured, forgiving, open-minded, teachable, loving man I know.  We have had some ups and downs, of course.  A surprise baby, which we found out about just before our first anniversary; three LOOOONG years of PA school; post-partum depression;  MS attacks; steroids; infusions; MRIs; youth ministry; music ministry; CARES ministry; four different homes; new jobs; old jobs; potty training; tantrums; a BIG move; another baby.  5 years. I have felt desperately in love.  I have felt like leaving.  I have felt so happy I just want to kiss him.  I have felt so angry I want to punch him in the face.  But one thing hasn't changed throughout this entire 5 year span of our lives.  Sean Campbell loves me.  He loves me as Christ loved the church and gave Himself up for her.  He sacrifices in 100 different ways every day to show me that.  And I love Sean Campbell.  I love him and respect him so much that when I don't understand or don't agree with him, I still follow.  And I would follow him to the moon.  He is NOT perfect.  And I am certainly not perfect.     I will fail him.  He will fail me.  But we serve a God who will NEVER fail us.  That is what has made these 5 years wonderful.

And check out what we made:



Pretty awesome, huh?

Saturday, November 24, 2012

Lucy's Debut

 This is me.  Hopeful.  Ready to be induced and meet my sweet Lucy.  If only I had known at this moment how crazy and unpleasant the next two days would be...

Okay, so here's the whole story.  Sean and I went into the hospital on Monday morning, November 12 to be induced.  Me.  Not Sean.  I was one day past my due date, and the induction was kind of a last ditch effort to avoid a c-section and have a VBAC.  Dr. C wasn't going to let me go too far past my due date because the bigger she got, the less chance I would have of delivering her naturally.  Or so they say.

So I went in and they started me on pitocin, even though I wasn't dilated at all.  They wouldn't give me anything to help that along because they won't do that for VBAC patients.  Grrr.  So about 9:00 I started having contractions, far apart and not too painful.  Here I am experiencing that:


 Here are Sean and his mom making a fantasy football trade during my contractions.  The compassion in this picture is overwhelming, I know.

 So I labored for about 6 hours, and I was only at a 1.  In fact, Dr. C had to "help" me get to a 1.  It was depressing.  So we decided to stop the pitocin and start again on Tuesday, the 13th.

About 3 am on Tuesday, I was awakened by contractions.  Real ones!  I was so happy, I thought this was a sure sign that I would be able to make it through labor and delivery without a c-section.  These contractions, however, were NOT as light as the ones I had on Monday.  They were intense and I was a huge weenie about them.  I asked for an epidural after about 4 hours or so, and got it.  It was amazing.  But I could still feel my contractions.  They just didn't hurt.  Weird.

So things were progressing, the whole family was there, and it was looking good.  They broke my water when I was at a 3, then I was at a 4, a 6, and finally an 8!  I was so excited.  But then it started hurting again.  My epidural bag was empty, they got me some more.  But it still hurt.  And then the nurses started freaking out because I was bleeding...a lot.  Too much for where I was in my labor.  So they called Dr. C, and he came to check it out.

He agreed.  There was too much bleeding.  And I wasn't even fully dilated yet.  I could have had to push for hours, who knows?  So he said it was time to throw in the towel and go into surgery.  He said I could wait, but then the situation could become emergent, and if I had a uterine rupture, there was only a 50% chance I would survive, and a 50% chance Little L would survive.  That didn't seem like good odds to us, so we opted for the surgery. 

 I was bummed, but I knew this was a very real possibility, so I wasn't devastated or anything.  I did start feeling VERY sick though, right as they started the surgery.  Sooooo, I puked.  right before the picture above.  Laying down.  Into a weird round bag.  It was not my greatest moment.  The c-section was a little more uncomfortable than I remembered, but that was 3 years ago so my memories aren't very reliable I suppose.  When it was over, they tried to take a picture of all of us, but I puked again, so we had to wait a moment.  So they took tons of pictures of Lucy :)  Who looked EXACTLY like Levi did in that very room 3 years before.  Seriously, I may not remember in a few years, which baby this is:
 


Here is the pic they got after the puking:
After recovery, and our journey to our new room, I started feeling sick again.  This definitely did not happen last time.  So once again, I got sick laying down into a round bag.  It was awful, and no one really knew why I was getting so pukey.

Until the next day.  Dr. C came in and told me that I had lost so much blood that I was on the edge of needing a transfusion.  Thankfully, they decided to wait, and my blood count came up slightly the next day.  But not much, and I am still severely anemic.  Which = VERY TIRED.  I mean, new moms are already very tired, but this is a tiredness I have never known before.  Thankfully, I have a wonderful husband who picks up as much slack as he can, and a very helpful Mom and sister who have offered to help.  I am blessed.

Also, Levi has been WONDERFUL.  He has had some behavior things going on, fits and such, but he is very helpful and VERY sweet with his sister.  He adores her.  Here are some quotes from the past week:

"Shhh, Lucy.  Its okay.  Big Brother's here."
 "Mommy, you can hold her, I will just sit here and protect her."
"Hey Mommy, maybe I can marry Lucy!  She's a girl!"
"I like my sister better than every other girl."

Yes.  My heart is melting daily.
 And here we all are together:
I love dressing her up and kissing her cheeks.  She is a doll, and we are so in love with both of our kiddos!

Lucy Michelle Campbell
8lbs 4oz
20 inches long
2:51pm
November 13, 2012

Friday, September 14, 2012

I promise I was there...


when these kiddos were made.  Even though they don't appear to share my genes.  I suppose Sean just has super genes.  (In case you don't know, the top picture is Levi and the bottom is Lucy.)  I can see the difference, obviously, but these two sure do look alike in the womb.  And I would say that maybe all babies look alike in these pictures, but Levi sure did look JUST like his sono picture when he made his arrival.  They definitely have the same nose.  Probably Sean's nose :)  Maybe I'll get to share the blue eyes with both of them.  We shall see!

We are having a little struggle, here, friends.  Someone in our family is smarter than your average three-year-old.  But he is not more emotionally developed than your average three-year-old.  So he is really starting to struggle because he UNDERSTANDS everything that's going on in his life (aka: new baby coming, new home, new school, new church) but he doesn't really have the tools he needs to DEAL with everything that he understands.  Which is resulting in some serious toddler anxiety.  Like throwing up he's so anxious.  He worries about where the baby will sleep, where she will sit in the car, how I will feed her, where her diapers will go, etc. etc.  He worries that I will be overwhelmed and he NEEDS to help me.  What toddler has these kinds of thoughts?!?!  He is so sensitive and tender-hearted already, and that, on top of this new anxious spirit that is oppressing him, has him falling apart.  We thought (in our infinite parental wisdom and discernment) that he was adjusting so well, no problems, sleeping through the night in his own bed, blah blah blah.  It just really started getting intense this week with the throwing up and the mini anxiety attacks over getting in trouble or random issues like where Baby Lucy will sit in the car.  He is also having nightmares  and struggling with fear at bed time every night.  How do I help my little one?  Any moms have experience or advice here?  As a mom I am just having a hard time letting it "work itself out" like a certain male parent thinks I should :)  Just kidding, he advises me to pray deeply and often for him, and to love him through it.  Which I am doing to the best of my ability. (I think I am making this seem a lot more serious than it really is, right now Levi is making his trains and cars crash and laughing as the fall off the coffee table.  He is still my joyful, playful, silly boy :)

Anyway, that's what's going on with us.  I know anxious mommy makes anxious babies, so pray that I will hold on the the peace of the Lord and trust Him wholeheartedly with this!  He knew my sweet baby would walk through this time, and he has walked it before us, is walking it with us now.

"For I am the LORD your God, who takes hold of your right hand and says to you 'Do not fear, I will help you.'" Isaiah 41:13

Monday, August 27, 2012

My son cracks me up.  Seriously, every day he says SOMETHING that just makes me laugh out loud.  Just now, as I was giving him the second half of his bagel for breakfast, he said "Woah, that's the biggest bagel I've ever SEEN!"  Just a regular bagel half.  Oh Levi.  He also told me this morning that the baby in his tummy was hurting him and making a roaring sound.  Yep.

Things are going swimmingly here at Campbell Manor.  We are LOVING the new house, seriously I think I am in love with it.  It has such an antique charm to it, but it is very "new" because of all of the updates the owners have done.  I feel like I'm living in a mansion compared to living in my parents house stuffed into two rooms.  We have TWO BATHROOMS!!!!!!!!!!!!  That has really come in handy since Levi is usually taking up one bathroom peeing every 5 minutes.  A pregnant lady and a two year old boy have about the same bladder space, and we would DIE with only one bathroom.  We'd at least be wet most of the day.

Sean is loving his new job too, and we are kind of a little bit like celebrities here in Whitney, Texas.  We have been in the paper as a family at least 3 times (just for moving here apparently) and Sean is in the paper LITERALLY every week in an ad for the clinic.  Everywhere we go people are like "Do I recognize you from somewhere?"  And we are like "Yep.  We are always in the paper." Haha.

I have taken up the task of making all of our cleaning supplies, laundry detergent, shampoo, soap, stain remover, etc.  It keeps me busy and makes Sean think that I'm some kind of super mom/wife when really I just copy recipes from Pinterest, and gather supplies.  It's awesome.  Levi doesn't care about any of that as long as I keep the fridge stocked with plenty of chocolate milk.  That makes me super mom to him :)

We are getting really pumped about the arrival of little Lucy, but because of Etsy and Zulilly, our budget is getting deflated day by day.  How do you have a girl and still have money for food when there are SO MANY ACCESSORIES!!!!  I am trying really hard to remember that the rest of us need clothes and other survival-type things so I don't spend all our money on bows and tights.  Yipes.  This weekend is actually the Just Between Friends sale in Fort Worth and Sean is probably going to send me with a set amount of CASH so that when its gone, its gone and I don't overdraft our account.  I'm surprised he's letting me go at all :)

We have been visiting churches down here.  *Sigh*  This is a difficult endeavor.  I was a member of first Irving for 7 or more years, and feel a little spoiled by the amazing preaching and worship we got every single week.  Small towns don't have a First Irving, that's for sure.  There are lots of wonderful little churches with tons of jewels (aka old people), but there are not many really great nursery programs or stylistic equivalents to what we are used to.  So far, we really like Cedar Creek Baptist Church, and may end up there.  They have a band with a DRUM CAGE.  This is big in Hill County, people.  There were also more kids in the nursery than just Levi, which was promising.

So that's a little update on the Campbells.  I will try and put up some random pictures in my next post.  If anyone wants to come visit us, please do!  We even have a trundle now, so our house sleeps TWO adult guests!  Think about it.