Monday, December 15, 2008
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Best present ever, two years running
Obviously this year it is because we have Evie to share in the holiday joy. Last year it was the knowledge of knowing we were going to have a baby.
One year ago today I was feeling utterly bummed that another cycle had passed where I had failed to get pregnant. I told Shaun I wasn't going to test at all. But anyone who knows me knows that I have zero patience for anything. I was officially one day late getting my period and decided to test. Not in the morning, like the tests recommend, but at 5 o'clock on a Monday evening.
I did not tell Shaun I was testing. Because if it had been negative he would have scolded me for using up the last test we had in the house. I didn't have to wait very long for the results. No watching a clock like you always see them do in the movies. The line appeared dark pink in a matter of seconds. The test line was even darker than the control line.
Shock. Awe. Excitement. All the happy emotions possible flooded through my mind. I had these grand plans in my head for how I was to tell Shaun I was pregnant. My running favorite at the time was to attach a sign to the back of his car before work in the morning saying "Honk! I'm going to be a daddy but my wife hasn't told me yet!" Hehe...I could just imagine how pissed he'd be at all the honkers as he drove to work, then how happy he'd be once he pulled into work and looked over his car.
Anyways, that lack of patience thing got to me instead. The moment I saw the line I ran into our office room (now appropriately converted into the nursery) where Shaun was playing some game on his computer. I don't remember the exact words anymore but I shouted something along the lines of "We're. Going. To. Be. Parents!"
A look of terror flashed briefly across his face in the nano second before he jumped up and hugged me. That's when I started bawling and panic set in. I was suddenly worried about whether we had made the right decision, if we were going to be good parents, if the baby would be healthy, etc.
I can now say with absolute certainty that we made the right decision to have a baby. Never in a million years would I trade what we have. As previously stated, Best.Present.Ever!
One year ago today I was feeling utterly bummed that another cycle had passed where I had failed to get pregnant. I told Shaun I wasn't going to test at all. But anyone who knows me knows that I have zero patience for anything. I was officially one day late getting my period and decided to test. Not in the morning, like the tests recommend, but at 5 o'clock on a Monday evening.
I did not tell Shaun I was testing. Because if it had been negative he would have scolded me for using up the last test we had in the house. I didn't have to wait very long for the results. No watching a clock like you always see them do in the movies. The line appeared dark pink in a matter of seconds. The test line was even darker than the control line.
Shock. Awe. Excitement. All the happy emotions possible flooded through my mind. I had these grand plans in my head for how I was to tell Shaun I was pregnant. My running favorite at the time was to attach a sign to the back of his car before work in the morning saying "Honk! I'm going to be a daddy but my wife hasn't told me yet!" Hehe...I could just imagine how pissed he'd be at all the honkers as he drove to work, then how happy he'd be once he pulled into work and looked over his car.
Anyways, that lack of patience thing got to me instead. The moment I saw the line I ran into our office room (now appropriately converted into the nursery) where Shaun was playing some game on his computer. I don't remember the exact words anymore but I shouted something along the lines of "We're. Going. To. Be. Parents!"
A look of terror flashed briefly across his face in the nano second before he jumped up and hugged me. That's when I started bawling and panic set in. I was suddenly worried about whether we had made the right decision, if we were going to be good parents, if the baby would be healthy, etc.
I can now say with absolute certainty that we made the right decision to have a baby. Never in a million years would I trade what we have. As previously stated, Best.Present.Ever!
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Monday, December 8, 2008
Cranky cranky baby
I had all these grand plans for today to get things done. No go. Evie is super cranky and keeps refusing to take a nap. Earlier today I could only get her to sleep by bouncing her, humming in her ear loudly, and rocking...all at the same time with out stopping. As soon as I'd stop she'd start screaming again. What the heck happened to my super easy going baby? I think she may be teething (the nurse I saw at my mom's group last week confirmed 'probably').
So about 15 minutes ago I got fed up and put her in the swing on the highest setting and had to let her fuss herself to sleep. She's out now. Heh, and instead of getting to my grand plans of getting things done I'm on here. Lol, I'm headed to the kitchen now to catch up on some cleaning...
So about 15 minutes ago I got fed up and put her in the swing on the highest setting and had to let her fuss herself to sleep. She's out now. Heh, and instead of getting to my grand plans of getting things done I'm on here. Lol, I'm headed to the kitchen now to catch up on some cleaning...
Sunday, December 7, 2008
Me 'n Evie
Omg...I'm posting a picture of me! Haven't found many I like since Evie was born but one from today was ok. We were watching the Viking's game; Evie all decked out in her gear (cheerleader outfit). Of course we always seem to lose when she wears the purple and gold so Shaun said she's banned from wearing it anymore, lol.
Friday, December 5, 2008
Ready to talk about it
Well...I lost my job due to breast feeding. They were unhappy with my feeding/pumping schedule. Yep, 100% illegal. And yes, we've contacted a lawyer and are looking into a wrongful termination suit. The corporate office offered to give me a job back but not until after the holidays. Doesn't help us much for losing a month of pay.
So, the moral of the story, do NOT take your kids to NEW HORIZON ACADEMY!!!!!
So, the moral of the story, do NOT take your kids to NEW HORIZON ACADEMY!!!!!
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