Don’t forget about me yet…

December 30, 2011 at 12:25 am (Intro)

I’ve got too much going on right now to write a long post, but I will promise you this: this weekend I will write at least 2 posts about what has been going on in our lives, and I’ll post pictures!  Life has been crazy and fun, albeit stressful as well, and I want to keep you all updated!

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work, babies, and anniversaries

December 20, 2011 at 1:45 pm (Intro) (, , )

       I am having a mixed emotions sort of day today.  I was hoping that we were half-way through our two week wait, meaning that we could know if this was a successful cycle; however, today fertilityfriend.com said that we hadn’t ovulated at all yet. Previously it said that we were almost there…and now we aren’t.  I am getting so frustrated by this!  I don’t know what this cycle is going to bring.  Up until I entered today’s data, I was really excited about the idea that we would know in a week, and now we wait some more.

      Also, work is getting tough right now.  We’re having some financial issues, and clients aren’t buying much right now.  Things are supposed to get really busy right after Christmas. I hope so!  I need the additional income via comissions and bonuses. 

     On a happier note, yesterday was our anniversary. We’ve been married for two years now and couldn’t be happier, minus the baby issue (or lack thereof).  To celebrate we went up to Napa on Sunday, which is what we did for our first anniversary.  After church we picked up In-N-Out and made the drive to Castello di Amorosa, a stunning castle made of ruins from other castles. We had an hour long tour of the castle, again, and did a 45 minute wine-tasting, again.  It was absolutely wonderful.  We also grabbed a small meal at V. Sattui, again, and then went over to Dean and Deluca to browse, first time.  After that we were both so tired that we went home to rest for a while and then went to Black Angus to grab some dinner. It was a smashingly satisfying day. 

Happy Two Years Anniversary  Babe. I love you now more than ever.

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Work is not my first priority

December 15, 2011 at 9:55 pm (Intro)

. If fact, it is much closer to fourth or fifth, and I think my boss is realizing that. And I’m okay with that.   I am blessed to work in a beautiful bridal salon but there are other things that are more important to me.  My first priority lately has been family, then church/God (yeah, I know that I need to work on that), then friends, and finally work.  I think my boss is beginning to understand that when I am at work I will give her my best, doing whatever is asked of me, and offer any possible assistance, but when I go home, work stays at work.  Right now, I feel that is how is ought to be, and I don’t see that changing any time soon.

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Deadlines and dealbreakers

December 10, 2011 at 10:32 am (Intro)

We have an unspoken deadline in regards to starting a family.  My insurance is through an old job and it runs out January 1, 2013.  It’s a great policy that has full maternity coverage and we’ll be able to get wonderful prenatal care, delivery, and check ups, but we only have a year left.  If we are not able to get pregnant by the end of February, we will have to re-evaluate our TTC plans because I won’t have insurance, and being high-risk means a lot of appointments. I have a pre-existing condition that means that nobody wants to insure me, just another benefit to being diabetic. This is one reason that we’re trying so hard and charting each day.  We want to be parents so badly! If we aren’t pregnant by the end of February, we may have to delay having kids, which would hurt a lot.

Just as an fyi, Hubs has private insurance and any kiddos will go on his plan. 🙂

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The Saturday Scrambles

December 8, 2011 at 11:40 pm (Intro)

Busy weekend ahead!  This Saturday night is the biggest fundraiser of the year for the women’s ministry department of my church.  We host a 2 hour dessert and concert event, limited only to 80 women. The only men present are the servers!  I’ve been blessed to be a part of this for the second year, and both times I’ve had the enormous role of being in charge of the raffle baskets.  I round up donations (around 25) of baskets worth at least $20, make sure the are all put together (most are given to me in a bag with a “you’ll wrap it, right?”) sell the raffle tickets night of, and during the event I deliver the baskets as the winners are drawn.  It’s a lot of fun, but a huge amount of responsibility as well.  This year I also made a dessert because something sugar-free was requested and everybody else feels that sugar is needed in any dessert. I work from 10:30-6:30 tomorrow night, and then have to make the 1:15 drive to church (it’s only 30 mins from our house) to help set up and finish wrapping last minute baskets.  I also have to take my dessert, blueberry shortcake, and have it all set for Saturday. 

 My mother-in-law and her mother-in-law (Hubs’ grandma) are going with me Saturday night, but I have to be there 45 minutes early, so they’ll get to hang out with me then too. Did I mention they are coming over for an early supper Saturday? With my father-in-law? They’ll be there at 4:30, probably a few minutes before I get there since I work Saturdays at the salon. Oh boy.  We’re doing pot roast in the crock pot (or I’m asking Hubs to pick up Chinese), then I’ll change quickly and we’ll dash over for an evening of fun and music.  I am very much looking forward to it, but wow, it’s going to be a busy weekend. 

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Stairwells and nightmares

December 6, 2011 at 10:02 pm (Intro)

Tonight the lights went out in our building for about an hour and a half.  This is no big deal compared to nearby places where the power was our for a few days.  But this time, it made me think of how the familiar can become incredibly sinister.

I was just loading the car with a bunch of groceries, including perishables, when my nice neighbor called to tell me not to hurry home. Oh boy.  When I got home, the block was deserted. It’s usually hard to find parking but this time I found a spot immediately in front of our building. I walked in to the building not needing my key (creepy!) and became disoriented right away.  I’ve walked into this building a few hundred times and know where each staircase is, every door.  And yet, this time I struggled.  Walking up the stairwell, carrying a few bags of groceries made me nervous.  Each time I’d lift my foot, slowly sliding it along the next step, one hand grasping the wall.  Each of the 28 steps was taken so slowly, with great trepidation, yet I’d ascended and descended these stairs more times than I could count.  Once I got into my apartment, I breathed a sigh of relief. I knew where the candles were,  found the matches quickly in the bathroom, and soon the apartment was bathed in the warm glow of candlelight, but the time in between walking into the door of our building and getting that first candle lit felt like forever.

The stairwell was unnerving, and when the neighbor knocked on our door, responding to my invitation to play cards, I jumped a little, anxious about opening the door.  Thinking about these feelings makes me think about nightmares, dreams in which the familiar becomes truly uncomfortable and moves into terrifying, dreams that happen at night and in the dark.  Just an odd connection, for what is more sinister than nightmares.

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Kids, Wilde, and Facebook.

December 1, 2011 at 9:15 pm (Intro)

As I impatiently wait to see if tomorrow brings a temperature drop which means I have a monthly visitor soon to arrive or if it remains high and means that I have a very special visitor in about 9 months, yet another friend announced a pregnancy via facebook.  Earlier I determined that approximately 33% of my fb friends are either pregnant or have had a kiddo within the last year, and I am happy for them, but I want it to be our turn (again).  There is a quote from “The Importance of Being Earnest” by Oscar Wilde that I want to share with you “To lose one parent, Mr. Worthing, may be regarded as a misfortune. To lose both looks like carelessness.”  It makes me chuckle, but right now, I’m starting to wonder…

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