Thing are a changing here in the land of Baby Dreams. I wish I could say a change on the BFP side of things, but not so much. However, as soon as AF makes her damned arrival DH and I have came to a decision on Clomid. We'll be starting it. I have the script already filled and conveniently waiting in the box that will meet the new resting place in the medicine cabinet very soon. I;m super excited about this, but I have my doubts on if this will work. I mean I went through this before and ended up on injectibles with a chemical pregnancy in the end. I waited for me HcG count to return to normal and BOOM! BFP with my darling *B*. Nervous...yes, excited...bigger yes, having faith in the meds....not so much.
So, on May 17th DH and I celebrated 7yrs of marital bliss. It was nice. We didn't do anything special, and actually started out the day squabbling over who's turn it was to sleep in and who was getting up with *B* (I won..HA!). We ended the day with a nice dinner at my favorite Country Kitchen diner. They have fantastic homemade food there, and I would rather prefer it to any franchise restaurant. All in all it turned out to be a good day, and I spent it with the man that I gave my heart, mind, body, and soul too 7yrs ago that very day. I love you babe!
In other news....WE'RE MOVING!!! I haven't spilled the beans anywhere but here, so if you stalk me elsewhere please don't mention it there. The only reason I ask this is b/c real life and here don't mix, and this is my sanctuary. Plus, only a few select people from my IRL friends know right now (and one of those is my land-lady's daughter who doesn't know). We haven't told them we're moving yet. We've been here for almost 6yrs, and truthfully since H*attie moved out they've become slum-lords. We're not bond by any type of contract, and we do intend to tell them just not until we're almost completely moved. I know that sounds horrible on my part, and honestly I'm not that type of a person....it's just they've made renting from them miserable for a few years now. So, it's like a payback of sorts I suppose.
Any way, I love the new place. It's only about 10min from here, and it's HUGE! I'm super excited and it's like a fresh start of sorts for us. So, if you don't see a post from me for awhile it's b/c of moving which we're going to try to complete this holiday weekend, and b/c I'll be without internet until after June 2nd. (Not looking forward to that part but it'll be alright...LOL.) Alright back to packing. Wish me luck!!
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Finding the Words
There are so many times when I'll be out and about doing something that I could pop off an entry like it weren't nothing, but when I actually have the time to sit and write one I can never think of anything worth making note of. So many things seem to be going on in this house that I could probably write a novel about, but when I actually grasp hold of the concept of writing about them they seem petty. So, with that being said I thought I would drop in and let you all know that things are going fine here with an update of sorts.
The cold that *B* had for what seemed like FOREVER is GONE!!! Woo-hoo! I finally convinced his pedi. to refer us to an imm*unologist/aller*gist and that Dr. right from the beginning of the appt. said allergies. I didn't want to believe that this is what it could be so after much persuading on their part they convinced me to let them do an allergen scratch test on his skin. Sure enough he came back positive for tree pollen, grass pollen, mold, dust, and dander. So, he now has to take Zyr*tec syrup twice a daily on high pollen count days, and once a day the rest of the time until he's 2 and can get weekly allergy shots; as well as an albu*terol breathing treatment as needed. It happens to be a pain in my butt having to do this, but since it makes him better I'm dealing with it. If any of you have tips on getting him to take the meds without him spitting them out or clenching his jaw shut or anything like that I would appreciate your input on it? Oh, and it can't be mixed the Dr. said so that is out of the question.
As, for me I have strep throat. I woke up Mother's Day with a sore throat and fever. While my day ended up being alright despite not feeling well, late that evening after getting the Monster to bed I ended up in the ER, b/c I felt as if I was going to choke to death on my saliva b/c my tonsils were so swollen. I was right too, there was only a fingertip of passageway between each tonsil. So, I got an antibiotic shot in the hip and am on a 10 day one as well. Also, it looks like I'll be getting my tonsils and adenoids out at 25. Never thought that would happen, so I'm scared to death. I have an appt. with the E*N*T Dr. the day after Memorial Day. I'll keep you posted.
Otherwise in the land of Baby Dreams things are mildly rough. DH and I have been at each other's throats. I'm not sure why, it's just been general nit-picking that escalates into full blown brawls. Maybe it's the weather or something in the air, who knows? I know we've both made our mistakes in the past and neither of us around proud of these things, but for some reason they are being brought up in conversation at the most inconvenient of times. I know AF is due to arrive within the week, and we have talked about and decided on C*lomid again as a starting off point. Maybe it's the stress of having to do fertility treatments again getting to him. I just wish he would open up and let me in talk to me about what is bothering him instead of fighting with me about the other. Hopefully once we get started it will be different (if we even get started; yes I have my doubts about doing this again, but not about another child just about how things will turn out, how they will work and putting myself through the pain of it all again). I need a prayer and a blessing I guess, so if you can spare one please do. Otherwise I'll keep you posted as things progress.
The cold that *B* had for what seemed like FOREVER is GONE!!! Woo-hoo! I finally convinced his pedi. to refer us to an imm*unologist/aller*gist and that Dr. right from the beginning of the appt. said allergies. I didn't want to believe that this is what it could be so after much persuading on their part they convinced me to let them do an allergen scratch test on his skin. Sure enough he came back positive for tree pollen, grass pollen, mold, dust, and dander. So, he now has to take Zyr*tec syrup twice a daily on high pollen count days, and once a day the rest of the time until he's 2 and can get weekly allergy shots; as well as an albu*terol breathing treatment as needed. It happens to be a pain in my butt having to do this, but since it makes him better I'm dealing with it. If any of you have tips on getting him to take the meds without him spitting them out or clenching his jaw shut or anything like that I would appreciate your input on it? Oh, and it can't be mixed the Dr. said so that is out of the question.
As, for me I have strep throat. I woke up Mother's Day with a sore throat and fever. While my day ended up being alright despite not feeling well, late that evening after getting the Monster to bed I ended up in the ER, b/c I felt as if I was going to choke to death on my saliva b/c my tonsils were so swollen. I was right too, there was only a fingertip of passageway between each tonsil. So, I got an antibiotic shot in the hip and am on a 10 day one as well. Also, it looks like I'll be getting my tonsils and adenoids out at 25. Never thought that would happen, so I'm scared to death. I have an appt. with the E*N*T Dr. the day after Memorial Day. I'll keep you posted.
Otherwise in the land of Baby Dreams things are mildly rough. DH and I have been at each other's throats. I'm not sure why, it's just been general nit-picking that escalates into full blown brawls. Maybe it's the weather or something in the air, who knows? I know we've both made our mistakes in the past and neither of us around proud of these things, but for some reason they are being brought up in conversation at the most inconvenient of times. I know AF is due to arrive within the week, and we have talked about and decided on C*lomid again as a starting off point. Maybe it's the stress of having to do fertility treatments again getting to him. I just wish he would open up and let me in talk to me about what is bothering him instead of fighting with me about the other. Hopefully once we get started it will be different (if we even get started; yes I have my doubts about doing this again, but not about another child just about how things will turn out, how they will work and putting myself through the pain of it all again). I need a prayer and a blessing I guess, so if you can spare one please do. Otherwise I'll keep you posted as things progress.
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Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Sickies Suck
This year has been horrible for sickies. I'm such a germ-a-phobe that maybe I'm overly cautious and that is causing the Monster to be sick consistantly this year. We are still dealing with this same cold that he started with that landed him with ruptured eardrums. It's going on a month. He started it with it the day after Easter and we're less than a week from that date in time. I've wiped everything down with bleach wipes and steamy bleach water. He's been on 3 different anti-biotics back-to-back. We're consistantly hand-washing as to kill off the germs to the point that our hands are getting raw, and yet we're STILL battling this. I'm at my wits end. The weather keeps bouncing around from warm and sunny to cold and wet, so I'm sure that doesn't help. My poor boy just wants to go outside when it's nice, and I have horrible cabin fever so I know he does too. I've let him out over this past weekend, but he lasted all of 15min and wanted to come in for a "nite-nite Mommy". I feel like I'm in a losing battle with this, and his pedi said he's developed what she thinks is an anti-biotic resistance....so long story short he's left to fight this on his own I'm assuming. Oh and don't get me started on the H1*N1 virus and how I want him tested for that as I have an aunt who came back from Ca*bo S*an Lu*cas, Mex*ico a week before Easter whom he was around on that day, and has been sick with a respiratory illness with vomitting ever since....and not a Dr. one has had the common sense to test him for it. I'm irritated. Every Dr. I've mentioned this to has shrugged it possibly being that off. They can test him for everything else under the sun that he's been vaccinated (pert*ussis, vari*cella, and mene*gitis) for but not something that is effecting hundreds of thousands of people globally. ARGH. ARGH. ARGH! I just want my baby better already damnit. Is that to much to ask?
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