Enjoy!
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
WW
Apparently I thought yesterday was Wednesday since I posted my comic yesterday. I wish yesterday was Wednesday...that would make tomorrow Friday.
Enjoy!
Enjoy!
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Monday, September 27, 2010
Awesomeness
On this rainy, dreary Monday...life handed me a little bit of awesomeness. I was added to The Blogroll! What's the blogroll, you say? Well you can find it right here...The Stirrup Queen's completely anal list of blogs that proves that she really missed her calling as a personal organizer. Also known as "Stirrup Queen's list of blogs. So why is this so important? We live in a world where SUPPORT for people going through infertility is very, very limited. There is a wonderful group called RESOLVE but it's not the same as having real people support. If you know what I mean. It's kind of like...you know AA is out there...and you know you can go to group meetings...but then you actually meet someone who is an alcoholic too and you just feel comforted to know a real person knows what you're going through. Okay, Okay..bad example to compare an alcoholic to an infertile...totally different struggles. Alcoholics can have kids ;)
Back to the blogroll. A few months back, during National Infertility Awareness Week, I stumbled upon Kir's Corner and once I felt safe getting to know her...I ventured further...and stumbled upon Stirrup Queens, which in the infertility world, carries the motherload of information and support. It took me awhile to navigate through the blogging world. And I've still barely scratched the surface. I found the blogroll and knew my goal was to someday be listed. By working up the courage to request to be added to the blogroll, I have finally given MY blog some credit. Everyone has similiar stories, yet each one is slightly different and I figured maybe somewhere in the blogging world, someone would find a connection to MY story...to OUR story. I know, because of that blogroll, that I have found blogs and girls whose stories echo mine. And I don't feel so alone. I'm hoping to give that gift back.
Back to the blogroll. A few months back, during National Infertility Awareness Week, I stumbled upon Kir's Corner and once I felt safe getting to know her...I ventured further...and stumbled upon Stirrup Queens, which in the infertility world, carries the motherload of information and support. It took me awhile to navigate through the blogging world. And I've still barely scratched the surface. I found the blogroll and knew my goal was to someday be listed. By working up the courage to request to be added to the blogroll, I have finally given MY blog some credit. Everyone has similiar stories, yet each one is slightly different and I figured maybe somewhere in the blogging world, someone would find a connection to MY story...to OUR story. I know, because of that blogroll, that I have found blogs and girls whose stories echo mine. And I don't feel so alone. I'm hoping to give that gift back.
Sunday, September 26, 2010
26
I started off my day by driving 5 hours home from PA. I had a wonderful time at the Penn State game yesterday and always love seeing my sister perform in the Blue Band. (Hey Ally!!)
Once I got home, I managed to catch the 2nd half of the Steelers game which Paul & I watched at my parent's house. My family, Paul and I went to church and then Paul and I met The Flores' at Texas de Brazil. As usual, dinner was so yummy.
A wisdom tooth that decided to come in a little more today and an aura before a migraine threatened to ruin my day. But a little Anbesol and Ibuprofen cured that.
The best part of my day were my wonderful gifts from my husband. I got my usual Abercrombie & Fitch perfume...same stuff I've worn since high school and same birthday present I've received since we've been together...but then came the surprise. My husband successfully pulled a fast one on me and got me the fertility necklace that I posted awhile back. I'm so excited to wear it!
Sorry this blogpost was short, unwitty, and uncreative...but I'm watching the Yankees and not really in the mood to think too deeply!
Happy birthday to me!
Once I got home, I managed to catch the 2nd half of the Steelers game which Paul & I watched at my parent's house. My family, Paul and I went to church and then Paul and I met The Flores' at Texas de Brazil. As usual, dinner was so yummy.
A wisdom tooth that decided to come in a little more today and an aura before a migraine threatened to ruin my day. But a little Anbesol and Ibuprofen cured that.
The best part of my day were my wonderful gifts from my husband. I got my usual Abercrombie & Fitch perfume...same stuff I've worn since high school and same birthday present I've received since we've been together...but then came the surprise. My husband successfully pulled a fast one on me and got me the fertility necklace that I posted awhile back. I'm so excited to wear it!
Sorry this blogpost was short, unwitty, and uncreative...but I'm watching the Yankees and not really in the mood to think too deeply!
Happy birthday to me!
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Writer's block
I've noticed lately that I've had a writer's block. I can't seem to come up with anything witty or creative or heartfelt. Therefore, I've neglected writing some really in depth posts.
Maybe that's a good thing. Maybe that means for a change, I've just been content and happy floating through my ordinary everyday. I tend to have a lot to say when the going gets tough, but what's so exciting about day in and day out? I get up, I have the same exact routine in the morning, I go to work, I answer my dementia resident's same questions, maybe I'll switch lunch up and have strawberries instead of a banana, then I come home. I play with my dogs, watch TV with my husband...unless it's a good night and then we'll hit the gym.
And I'm okay with that. I've made a little peace...moved a little forward. And experienced a little writer's block.
We have 3 bedrooms in our home. Our master...our guest/office...and our spare/junk room. Naive and jaded us decided we wouldn't do anything to that room because there was no point in redecorating a room just to change it into a nursery in a few short months. And after 3 years of living in this house, we have finally decided to do the room. We are going to convert the spare/junk room into a beautiful guest room and convert the guest room into a office/craft room. I'm super excited to finally give myself a place to scrapbook and my guests an actual gorgeous room.
I'm so happy to have another project to look forward to! Oh...and the best part is we planned our 5 year anniversary trip. We're going to take a Disney Cruise to the western Carribean in Dec. 2011. It'll be amazing!
Now...let's cross our fingers I get back into the writing mood.
Maybe that's a good thing. Maybe that means for a change, I've just been content and happy floating through my ordinary everyday. I tend to have a lot to say when the going gets tough, but what's so exciting about day in and day out? I get up, I have the same exact routine in the morning, I go to work, I answer my dementia resident's same questions, maybe I'll switch lunch up and have strawberries instead of a banana, then I come home. I play with my dogs, watch TV with my husband...unless it's a good night and then we'll hit the gym.
And I'm okay with that. I've made a little peace...moved a little forward. And experienced a little writer's block.
We have 3 bedrooms in our home. Our master...our guest/office...and our spare/junk room. Naive and jaded us decided we wouldn't do anything to that room because there was no point in redecorating a room just to change it into a nursery in a few short months. And after 3 years of living in this house, we have finally decided to do the room. We are going to convert the spare/junk room into a beautiful guest room and convert the guest room into a office/craft room. I'm super excited to finally give myself a place to scrapbook and my guests an actual gorgeous room.
I'm so happy to have another project to look forward to! Oh...and the best part is we planned our 5 year anniversary trip. We're going to take a Disney Cruise to the western Carribean in Dec. 2011. It'll be amazing!
Now...let's cross our fingers I get back into the writing mood.
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Saturday, September 18, 2010
Happy Birthday, Lil Sis!
**Note: I started writing this post at 11:45 on Friday the 17th. **
Today is my youngest sister's birthday. She turned 13. I can't believe my baby sister is officially a teenager. She was born at 11:14 pm. Which means this time, exactly 13 years ago I was finally being allowed back to see my mom and new baby sister. Because I am the oldest, I was actually allowed to stay at the hospital that evening while my mom was in labor. And because my (at the time) best friend's parents didn't care where she was or what she was doing, she got to hang out at the hospital with me. I vividly recall jumping from one carpet square to another because we were hyped up on Surge. Yeah Surge. That's how old I am ;) Plus, I was a cool new 8th grader.
Let me back up for a second and explain how we got to that night in the hospital (aside from the obvious answer).
I am the oldest of 5 girls. (Yes, we all have the same parents who are about to celebrate their 27th Anniversary). My parents suggested going out to Friendly's on a random night in the spring of '97. I remember being in 7th grade at the time and finding it odd that my parents 1.) had suggested going out to eat on a school night and 2.) had invited 2 of my aunts and an uncle. I had a sinking feeling I knew what was coming. Dad was also being pretty secretive in our home office before we left for dinner. When we got to dinner, my dad handed all of us a card that said "4+1=5". (So that's why he was being so secretive in the office!). And I knew instantly what that meant. So...naturally...I started to BAWL. I cried so hard, I actually had to excuse myself to the restroom. My parents had a paper route (the kind where you get up at 3am and deliver papers until 7am). On Saturday night/Sunday morning my parents both did the papers and because my sisters were too young to stay home by themselves that meant that I had to stay home every Saturday night. Now, I wasn't totally deprived because I could still have friends sleepover...but my rationale, in that moment, did not kick in. All I could envision was me babysitting every weekend for the rest of my life. My aunts felt so bad for me that they actually took me out shopping later that week. Wow, what a brat I was! Oh and on a side note...that day they told us...I had come home from school and caught a side glimpse of my mom and actually asked her if she was pregnant. Maybe that's why they randomly decided to tell us on a school night.
I was 9 days short of my 13th birthday when she was born. Sister #2 was 9, Sister #3 was almost 7, and Sister #4 was exactly 2yrs. and 2 months old.
After going through Infertility and all the feelings that come along with it, I look back on that announcement day at Friendly's and realize how selfish I was. What an incredible gift my parents were given. The ability to procreate naturally and frequently. My mom delivered all 5 of us naturally.
My family size is one of the reasons infertility has been such a hard thing to cope with for me. I always thought since my parents had no issues I would be able to pop out babies too. Because, CLEARLY, that's how it works.
Okay....I got off subject....back to my sister. She's grown into a beautiful young woman and I am so excited to watch her grow even more! Love you little sis!
Today is my youngest sister's birthday. She turned 13. I can't believe my baby sister is officially a teenager. She was born at 11:14 pm. Which means this time, exactly 13 years ago I was finally being allowed back to see my mom and new baby sister. Because I am the oldest, I was actually allowed to stay at the hospital that evening while my mom was in labor. And because my (at the time) best friend's parents didn't care where she was or what she was doing, she got to hang out at the hospital with me. I vividly recall jumping from one carpet square to another because we were hyped up on Surge. Yeah Surge. That's how old I am ;) Plus, I was a cool new 8th grader.
Let me back up for a second and explain how we got to that night in the hospital (aside from the obvious answer).
I am the oldest of 5 girls. (Yes, we all have the same parents who are about to celebrate their 27th Anniversary). My parents suggested going out to Friendly's on a random night in the spring of '97. I remember being in 7th grade at the time and finding it odd that my parents 1.) had suggested going out to eat on a school night and 2.) had invited 2 of my aunts and an uncle. I had a sinking feeling I knew what was coming. Dad was also being pretty secretive in our home office before we left for dinner. When we got to dinner, my dad handed all of us a card that said "4+1=5". (So that's why he was being so secretive in the office!). And I knew instantly what that meant. So...naturally...I started to BAWL. I cried so hard, I actually had to excuse myself to the restroom. My parents had a paper route (the kind where you get up at 3am and deliver papers until 7am). On Saturday night/Sunday morning my parents both did the papers and because my sisters were too young to stay home by themselves that meant that I had to stay home every Saturday night. Now, I wasn't totally deprived because I could still have friends sleepover...but my rationale, in that moment, did not kick in. All I could envision was me babysitting every weekend for the rest of my life. My aunts felt so bad for me that they actually took me out shopping later that week. Wow, what a brat I was! Oh and on a side note...that day they told us...I had come home from school and caught a side glimpse of my mom and actually asked her if she was pregnant. Maybe that's why they randomly decided to tell us on a school night.
I was 9 days short of my 13th birthday when she was born. Sister #2 was 9, Sister #3 was almost 7, and Sister #4 was exactly 2yrs. and 2 months old.
After going through Infertility and all the feelings that come along with it, I look back on that announcement day at Friendly's and realize how selfish I was. What an incredible gift my parents were given. The ability to procreate naturally and frequently. My mom delivered all 5 of us naturally.
My family size is one of the reasons infertility has been such a hard thing to cope with for me. I always thought since my parents had no issues I would be able to pop out babies too. Because, CLEARLY, that's how it works.
Okay....I got off subject....back to my sister. She's grown into a beautiful young woman and I am so excited to watch her grow even more! Love you little sis!
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