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Saturday, March 24, 2012
Thursday, March 22, 2012
Free Baby Stroller at CVS with Qualifying Purchases!
It took calling in to several stores but, after finding one that had a stroller left (and the very last one to boot), we managed to snag this deal.
This was the week to buy diapers anyway and I had coupons and ECBs to spend, so we went for it.
We paid $24 for $34 worth of baby products after coupons. (Three jumbo packs of Huggies Pull-Ups and one bottle of Johnson and Johnson's baby lotion, $5 in coupons for those and $5 in ECBs from a sale a few weeks ago.)
The stroller normally sells for $17.99. It's a regular umbrella stroller and is Winnie-the-Pooh, I had assumed it would just be some random ugly design myself, and pretty decent for some of the cheap umbrella strollers we've had in the past.
All in all, we spent $24 dollars on stuff we needed to get anyway and got a free stroller that we sort of needed anyway. So, it's like we spent $24 on $56 worth of baby stuff. What kind of percentage of savings is that? It's over 50%, which is pretty good... At least we think so.
Anyone else do this? I missed out on a few bucks worth of coupons for diapers by forgetting to get a Sunday paper last week--I could kick myself for that now!--so I know someone out there had to have done better than this.
Babies'R'Us' V.I.B.: Very Important Baby Cash Back Rewards Program
Once you sign up, you will be given a card just like the image above. It looks just like a regular gift card from Babies'R'Us, because that's essentially what it is. It is a card that you add money to and use just like a normal gift card. Each time money is added to the card, you get 10% cash back added as well within 24 hours--up to $200 each year!
So even if you only add $100 to your card so you can stock up on diapers, you'll still be getting an additional $10 that you didn't have before.
Already a Rewards'R'Us member? Good, because you have to be for this. (Not to mention you'll be combining your cash back from this program and your discounts and rewards points to get more bang for your buck.)
If you have a registry, you can combine all three programs (Rewards'R'Us, Registry Rewards, & VIB) for the most rewarding experience... Not to mention you can still use coupons for all these programs, and even stack store and manufacturers coupons together! (Plus, if you have it listed on your online registry, people can just add money to it. Bonus for both them and you!)
Learn more about it here:
You must sign up in store and can only use the card in store. I see this as the only drawback. (Besides that you only get one card, as it would be nice for both my husband and I to have the ability to keep one a piece.)
How to Find Pampers Gifts to Grow Rewards Codes.
Are you having a hard time finding the codes on some Pampers products? Their website doesn't really help a whole lot, especially when I get nothing for using the search feature to look up where the codes are located on different participating products.
Find codes. That isn't always easy when you're talking about wipes, since they are in different places on different packaging!
I know I always forget where the code is hidden on the small packs of wipes since I rarely buy them. Well, here's some help for all of the above, via the Pampers website:
Where to find Gifts to Grow codes on bag of Pampers diapers:
Where to find Gifts to Grow codes inside box of Pampers diapers:
Where to find Gifts to Grow codes on Pampers wipe tubs:
Where to find Gifts to Grow codes on Pampers wipe refill packs:
Find codes. That isn't always easy when you're talking about wipes, since they are in different places on different packaging!
I know I always forget where the code is hidden on the small packs of wipes since I rarely buy them. Well, here's some help for all of the above, via the Pampers website:
Where to find Gifts to Grow codes on bag of Pampers diapers:
- Open the bag.
- Find the Gifts to Grow label on the inside.
- Enter code on site.
Where to find Gifts to Grow codes inside box of Pampers diapers:
- Open the box.
- Locate the Gifts to Grow label attached to each bag inside the box.
- Enter code on site.
Where to find Gifts to Grow codes on Pampers wipe tubs:
- Open the tub.
- Code is etched under the lid you pull the wipes from.
- Enter code on site.
Where to find Gifts to Grow codes on Pampers wipe refill packs:
- Open the outer box or bag with refills inside.
- Codes are on the outside of each refill.
- The code is usually on the side or under the flap.
- Code is printed and tends to look completely different than the rest of text on bag.
- Same applies to small single use wipes.
- Enter code on site.
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
Saturday, March 17, 2012
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
Pampers Millionth Fan Celebration
Join us in celebrating one million fans!
In three short years, we've shared and celebrated stories of our happy little miracles on our Facebook page. And, thanks to you, the Pampers Facebook page has reached ONE MILLION fans! We’d like to celebrate with you by giving away ONE MILLION Gifts to Grow points! That means 100 fans will win 10,000 Gifts to Grow points = ONE MILLION points!
Log in every day until March 22, 2012 for another entry into the sweepstakes.
Friday, March 09, 2012
"Would You Have Your Baby’s Ears Pierced?" My Response.
Years ago, I remember watching one of my friends getting her two week old daughter's ears pierced by a gun in Walmart. The baby was not happy, squirmed and fought, and was obviously in pain from it. Of course, as soon as she was walked around a bit she stopped crying and sniffling and seemed fine. Still, it was a bit disturbing to watch.Would You Have Your Baby’s Ears Pierced?
I remember having one of the piercing guns jam on my right ear when I was ten. I never got my ears pierced as a teen because of it. When I was twenty-one, I went with my future husband to a nice tattoo shop and got my ears pierced properly with a needle--not with a gun. I now have two holes on each side, but the ones on the right are a little off because of the scar tissue from the gun mishap all those years ago.
My husband was a piercer. He was also misfortune enough to have a piercing gun jam on him as a child as well. We both understand how those things work and how they are often unclean and used by people that really don't comprehend how to use them in the first place. We tend to think that getting one's ears pierced with a gun in some random shop in the mall is just asking for an infection.
If and when we ever decide to get our daughters (aged 3 & 2) ears pierced, we will be taking them to a nice tattoo parlor with a licensed piercer that has all their certifications and the place is CLEAN. Going to someplace in the mall or an outlet store that gives free piercings if you buy earrings? I don't think so. Would you let your kids get their vaccines from a doctor's office that is filthy? Think of it in the same sense, please.
Of course, I don't really see a point in putting earrings on tiny children that can't take care of them. If they can't clean their piercings, then they don't need to have them. (Too bad teenagers don't realize this! I've seen so many rejections and infections it's not even funny!) If they understand that it'll hurt and that if they want them they need to learn how to take care of it, it is a hole in your skin after all, then I don't see a reason why you should deny them--boy or girl.
Tuesday, March 06, 2012
Sunday, March 04, 2012
Pregnancy Fog?
I'm to that horrible point that I vaguely remember well. That point where everything is moving fast yet not fast enough and my body doesn't want me to do anything.
I'm constantly in pain if I stay in one position for too long, but if I move I get sore and want to rest. Even the slightest bit of energy usage drains me to the point of falling asleep randomly and waking up covered in a puddle of drool after only five minutes.
I feel puffy and swollen though I am not. My head feels strange, distant. I have a hard time finding the right words and pause a lot in sentences that I already have formed in my head. I can't remember something I just did a few moments before and keep misplacing things.
Sleep is not enjoyable nor has it been for some time. It is constant tossing and turning and attempting to move without pain to no avail. It is fighting sleep and not feeling sleepy when I haven't slept besides the tiny naps after doing something trivial. I wake up often to change position and it pains me to roll over.
I startle awake often and see things that aren't there because I am not fully awake. I often drift right back off to sleep when this happens instead of panicking like I normally would. I find it hard to be bothered by it because my body just simply doesn't want me to fight it any longer.
Dreams are constantly filled with labor. Not so much pain or anything like that, but a fearful water breaking or waking up to find the baby crowning or other things of that sort. My water has never broken on it's own and I think that bothers me because I'm afraid if it does happen I will be alone with the kids or alone period and not know what to do.
I am consistently in a daze, though I don't want to be. I am hyper-critical of everything I ask my husband to do--which is not that strange--but he is taking it poorly and I don't have the energy to try to form a coherent anything to fix the problem. Hell, I can't even figure out how to explain that.
This is the time when I tend to forget a lot and not remember exactly what's going on later. Just like every time I've gone into labor, the time leading up to and the months afterwards are a completely blur. I assume it has something to do with my body just trying to keep up with the changes and stress and healing itself, but it's rather frustrating.
I don't want to have to fight through each day and feel like I am only half there, half alive. I don't like being like this. I don't want to have to fight my own tired and aching body just to make it through one day. I don't enjoy being in constant pain from lying down and not wanting to get back up. I want to be able to sleep and not be afraid of whatever it is that I will be dreaming and worrying about tonight.
My eyes are dry. My skin is warm but the cool breeze of the ceiling fan made me feel cold enough for it to be turned off. It gives me a strange feeling, a chill, that bothers me. My back aches from the center down and my sciatic nerve is sending stabbing pains down there as well. It is not fun, not at all.
I just want to be better. It feels like a sickness at this point. I don't think it should, but I am having so much trouble getting through the days now. I'm worried about this and that, thinking about things and attempting to get everything done now and not tomorrow just in case. But, it seems as though I am fighting the impossible and struggling more every day.
It was not so bad a few days ago. I could move a bit more, I could function. Now I worry about tomorrow when my husband is supposed to go back to work for the week. What am I going to do if I have another day like yesterday when I wanted to do little more than lie down in bed all day?
I don't want to sleep. I feel as though I have gotten enough but I know I haven't. I just don't want to keep waking up in pain and afraid that I've been laboring in my sleep and not even realize it. I'm almost scared to sleep, but once I lie down it feels as though nothing else matters in the world besides my body shutting down and resting.
I'll keep fighting it, because I have to. My eyes are heavy, sticky. I am having a hard time focusing on anything and each blink is longer than the last. I don't have to have my eyes open to type though, so here I am.
I do not enjoy being so tired that I no longer wish to sleep and try to battle with it in order to stay awake just the slightest bit longer. I fight and I fight and I fight and I will continue to lose this continuing battle with my own body that does not seem to be my own at this point in time.
I am nearly ready for this part to bed over with. I cannot move my head without feeling horrible, but I don't want to take anything for it. My body is not completely under my control and I am not used to the new way that it works and functions. I want it to be mine again, but I know the pain medication afterwards will do little more than make me forget the weeks after birth. That is how it has always been.
Maybe it will be different this time and maybe I will be better right away, but all I recall before was little sleep, contractions after the fact that caused me pain, and, worse yet, the immense amounts of pain from each tear more severe than the last and how long it took those to heal and how they still haunt me.
Should I be afraid? Worried? I don't know. I think it may be something to think about, if it weren't for the whole "in a fog" thing going on inside my head. I think I'm on autopilot and it gets me by. I am not acting nor being who I normally am and I don't like that. When do I get to be me again?
I'm constantly in pain if I stay in one position for too long, but if I move I get sore and want to rest. Even the slightest bit of energy usage drains me to the point of falling asleep randomly and waking up covered in a puddle of drool after only five minutes.
I feel puffy and swollen though I am not. My head feels strange, distant. I have a hard time finding the right words and pause a lot in sentences that I already have formed in my head. I can't remember something I just did a few moments before and keep misplacing things.
Sleep is not enjoyable nor has it been for some time. It is constant tossing and turning and attempting to move without pain to no avail. It is fighting sleep and not feeling sleepy when I haven't slept besides the tiny naps after doing something trivial. I wake up often to change position and it pains me to roll over.
I startle awake often and see things that aren't there because I am not fully awake. I often drift right back off to sleep when this happens instead of panicking like I normally would. I find it hard to be bothered by it because my body just simply doesn't want me to fight it any longer.
Dreams are constantly filled with labor. Not so much pain or anything like that, but a fearful water breaking or waking up to find the baby crowning or other things of that sort. My water has never broken on it's own and I think that bothers me because I'm afraid if it does happen I will be alone with the kids or alone period and not know what to do.
I am consistently in a daze, though I don't want to be. I am hyper-critical of everything I ask my husband to do--which is not that strange--but he is taking it poorly and I don't have the energy to try to form a coherent anything to fix the problem. Hell, I can't even figure out how to explain that.
This is the time when I tend to forget a lot and not remember exactly what's going on later. Just like every time I've gone into labor, the time leading up to and the months afterwards are a completely blur. I assume it has something to do with my body just trying to keep up with the changes and stress and healing itself, but it's rather frustrating.
I don't want to have to fight through each day and feel like I am only half there, half alive. I don't like being like this. I don't want to have to fight my own tired and aching body just to make it through one day. I don't enjoy being in constant pain from lying down and not wanting to get back up. I want to be able to sleep and not be afraid of whatever it is that I will be dreaming and worrying about tonight.
My eyes are dry. My skin is warm but the cool breeze of the ceiling fan made me feel cold enough for it to be turned off. It gives me a strange feeling, a chill, that bothers me. My back aches from the center down and my sciatic nerve is sending stabbing pains down there as well. It is not fun, not at all.
I just want to be better. It feels like a sickness at this point. I don't think it should, but I am having so much trouble getting through the days now. I'm worried about this and that, thinking about things and attempting to get everything done now and not tomorrow just in case. But, it seems as though I am fighting the impossible and struggling more every day.
It was not so bad a few days ago. I could move a bit more, I could function. Now I worry about tomorrow when my husband is supposed to go back to work for the week. What am I going to do if I have another day like yesterday when I wanted to do little more than lie down in bed all day?
I don't want to sleep. I feel as though I have gotten enough but I know I haven't. I just don't want to keep waking up in pain and afraid that I've been laboring in my sleep and not even realize it. I'm almost scared to sleep, but once I lie down it feels as though nothing else matters in the world besides my body shutting down and resting.
I'll keep fighting it, because I have to. My eyes are heavy, sticky. I am having a hard time focusing on anything and each blink is longer than the last. I don't have to have my eyes open to type though, so here I am.
I do not enjoy being so tired that I no longer wish to sleep and try to battle with it in order to stay awake just the slightest bit longer. I fight and I fight and I fight and I will continue to lose this continuing battle with my own body that does not seem to be my own at this point in time.
I am nearly ready for this part to bed over with. I cannot move my head without feeling horrible, but I don't want to take anything for it. My body is not completely under my control and I am not used to the new way that it works and functions. I want it to be mine again, but I know the pain medication afterwards will do little more than make me forget the weeks after birth. That is how it has always been.
Maybe it will be different this time and maybe I will be better right away, but all I recall before was little sleep, contractions after the fact that caused me pain, and, worse yet, the immense amounts of pain from each tear more severe than the last and how long it took those to heal and how they still haunt me.
Should I be afraid? Worried? I don't know. I think it may be something to think about, if it weren't for the whole "in a fog" thing going on inside my head. I think I'm on autopilot and it gets me by. I am not acting nor being who I normally am and I don't like that. When do I get to be me again?
Saturday, March 03, 2012
Friday, March 02, 2012
New Vehicle!
Can you tell it was getting ready to storm?
We paid $2,800 for it. He started out around $3,600 to $3,400, but continued to go down. Got to $3,000 and I was happy with that, but since we really didn't have that much money to spend with taxes being 7%, he took off another $200 to help pay for that. Taxes ended up costing $196 and the title, registration, and plates were only $75 and some change. Nice, especially with insurance only $43 per month.
Just one more thing to get, thankfully, since we don't have much left since hubby's check that he was supposed to get over a week ago has yet to come in. Working on getting that, seriously. It's a few hundred dollars and we aren't going to have anything left soon. Need to sell more stuff apparently. :/
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