Quickie

This is a quickie post just to inform you that my hubby is sitting at the end of the bed, reading a book on conceiving and getting ready to be parents. He informed me today he no longer wants to use protection and what happens happens. He wants to be a dad. :-) I'm on cloud 7. If Dr. W would call me back we could bump it up to cloud 9.

Impostor!!!

Happy news: Down another pound. Yay.

Angry News: Called Dr. again today to remind them I am still waiting for that provera script. No call back. I am going to call them every day until they give me the darn thing, then write a nasty letter, then find a new doctor. This is stinkin ridiculous!

And the point of this post:

So Ana came over to day, and we did a old wives tale gen.der pre.diction test, the one where the momma to be pees in a cup of cry.stal dra.no. Pretty interesting, but no conclusive results. Guess she'll just have to wait (or spend the 30$ on the intell.igen.der test). Her little belly pokes over the front of her pants and its ever so cute. I am oh so jealous, but still excited for her, I think she's the first person I've felt like this for. She and her bf don't have much money to buy baby stuff, so I have been wanting to make her a quilt. I went to Targ.et today to look for material to make the quilt out of , and I swear people looked at me and grimaced as they saw me stand there in the baby aisle. Maybe it was because of the longing look I had on my face. Or perhaps it was because of the way my not so little tummy pooched over the front of my pants in it's obviously barren glory. Whatever the reason, they looked, and I'm sure thought "Impostor! You don't belong here in this aisle. Sad woman, go get a life, leave us and our adorable children to the baby aisle where we belong" I left the store without any material, only aheart full of longing that can't be quenched...........

What's a chiweenie?

I am a proud puppy mommy to two little brown dogs. #1 is Buddy, a dasuchund we adopted from the shelter about 3 years ago when he was 3 years old. Although he is only about six he acts like he's a very old dog. He likes to bury himself under blankets and sleep all day.
#2 is Samson, a chiweenie we got a year and a half ago when he was 8 weeks old. A chiweenie is a dauschund chiuaua mix. Samson is a little ball of energy. His favorite things to do are; torturing Buddy, tearing up tissues, and rearranging pillows, rugs, blankets, and tablecloths.

Hubby and I refer to these two as "the puppies" and for now they are our only "children".

Still no word from Dr W. Am getting pretty annoyed and tired of waiting. As for weight loss, I gained about 4 lbs over New years, but have successfully lost them and 1 extra. Need to loose 9 more before the month is over!

This is not my job....

So we got two new clients at work this week. Twin 2yearolds. They are precious, and a little behind developmentally, so it is like they are babies (compared to our big guys anyway) This morning the little girl was so sleepy all she wanted to do was be held and snuggle. My coworker and I happily obliged the little princess! I kept thinking about how it couldn't possibly be my job to hold a this little girl, or tickle her darling brother. And then I thought about how I had similiar feeling when my bigger guys first came to us, and then I began to think about when they all grow up. And to some extent it made me sad. I know that with the intervention we provide they will undoubtedly have a better chance at "normal" than they would have without it. But will they live alone? Get jobs? Have friends? Drive? Get married? For some I believe they will, but for others, I know the answers are probably no. And it breaks my heart. This beautiful children may never learn to adapt to this hard world. I pray a cure is found. And I especially pray that a cause is found so we can stop this epidemic. Autism affects 1 in 110 children, and 1 in every 70 boys. 1 in 70. And no cure or even cause has been found. The only link is a genetic one (but they don't know which genes are involved) and the only intervention scientifically proven effective is ABA. There has to be more answers out there.

Ok. Stepping off soapbox. Putting soapbox in corner and moving on. New grad class started Wed, and I am trying super hard to finish my two incomplete classes so this class does not last forever as those have. On top of that, it's been 3 months since AF now, and DR. W will not return my calls about a provera script. I really really want to see some progress here, but other than a measly ten lbs, metformin seems to be doing nothing, and my body seems to be in some sort of revolt. Praying I get a callback on Monday. Off to do homework. 'Night blogger friends.

Brrrr!

In Florida it's not unusual to be able to wear shorts at least once a week year-round. Not so this year! When I got in my car this morning the water bottle I had left in the cupholder was frozen solid! All my plants seem to be dying *AND* the weather channel is predicting snow flurries tomorrow evening. Craziness!

Have been calling DR. W for a prover script, since AF has not visited in exactly 83 days. I am tired of waiting to start a new cycle, and I can tell my hormones are extra out of wack.

Yesterday I went with PG friend, we'll call her Ana for the purposes of this blog, to her 11 week appt. The doctor did an ultra.sound and it was pretty darn cool! I am getting better about this whole thing, and for the most part yesterday I was genuinley excited and happy for her, and not too sad for myself. Not to say that I didnt wish it was me laying on the table listening to my baby's heartbeat, because I so did. But I was also excited for her to see her child, and find out all good things. :-) One day it will totally be my turn.

I'll leave you with this, a pic at the beach on New Year's day. Every new year should start out this beautiful!

So here's for some resolutions!

It being New Year time, I thought I'd join the trend and post a resolution list for the year of 2010. It only made sense to think of ten resolutions, being that the year ends in ten. So here goes. This is a slight variation of the list I made on New Year's Day, but they are basically:

1. Read my Bible daily. (Once upon a time I read my Bible 2-3 times per day. But that was a few years ago, and things have changed.....I like things better when I'm in the Word)

2. Excercise at least 4X's per week, at least 2 of those times being in the gym. (I used to run 2-3 miles ever day, but it's been a very long time. I feel better when I excercise!!)

3. Learn to Sew.

4. Pay off most debt/ save money.

5. Make effort to have people over for dinner more often.

6. Loose 75 lbs. (yes, this is a very lofty goal, but I hope I can do it!)

7. Read more, both pleasure and devotional books.

8. Scrapbook. (I have been saving scrapbook paper, pics, etc, but I have never sat down to do it!)

9. Wear makeup/ Fix hair more often. I am tired of people thinking I am 12 instead of 22.

10. Make a baby! Yes, this is on the list for this year, and I hope to be good and knocked up by next January.

So there you have it, my list of resolutions. I hope to accomplish each of them. I've set up mini goals for the weight loss, with corresponding rewards.
-10 lbs (a for a total of 20) by Feb 1st =mani-pedi
-20 (30 total) by March 15th=hair cut/ dye
-30 by May 1st= weekday off at beach with new book
-40 by June 15th= whiten teeth, optometrist, spa day (can't decide)
-50 by August 1st= $250 shopping spree (will need new clothes by then!)
Honestly if I could do this I'd be pretty darn happy! But I'll add the other 25 as a goal by Dec 31, but if I get pg before that goal is accomplished it would be ok.

New Year!

Happy New Year One and All!
I very much enjoyed having people over for New Years. It was one of the only times we have been host and hostess for our friends. My friend from Birmingham came. My pregnant friend I mentioned in an earlier post and her boyfriend/ baby daddy came. My cousin and his wife (who is also my childhood best friend) also joined us at the very end. They were celebrating their one year anniversary. We drank Tuscan lemonade and shot off fireworks. Then the boys decided the fireworks we girls picked up were to boring to be used as intended and altered them, by dousing them with lighter fluid, wrapping them in paper etc. They set a lawn chair and part of our back yard on fire. Luckily, the fire went out quickly because it had rained all day the day before. Anyway. Nothing too crazy, but wonderfully enjoyable nonetheless. That's the way I want this year to be. Filled with friends, wonderfully enjoyable, and nothing too crazy.