Doctor

So turns out that I didn’t get my doctor’s appointment yesterday afternoon.

The doctor’s office nicely called me at 10am to tell me they were re-scheduling me.  

Ummmm…WTF?

If the doctor can’t make it, shouldn’t you know this before the day OF my appointment.  What if I had driven to work?  What if I’d already left for my appointmen?

What I had already done is take the time off with my office and Dre had also taken the time off.  Major inconvenience to have our time changed!  Now, Dre can’t make it to my new appointment on Monday morning so I’ll have to go by myself which is not the end of the world, but it’s always nice to have someone else with you that can remind you of things you wanted to ask about.

So, blah!

I’m not supremely impressed by my doctor’s office between this and all the stuff that happened with their staff during my miscarriage.  And, no, I can’t just go find a new doctor.  I live in a suburb where family doctors are rarer than precious gems.  Also, I happened to have struck gold by choosing a family doctor who is also an OB…so even rarer!  I just hope that they get their act together sometime soon.

Pregnancy has turned me into a raving, stressing lunatic

***Acronyms are now on the left-hand side.  Just scroll down and you’ll see them.***



Yeah, I've used this before, but I really like it.  It makes me laugh every time I see it!

 Have I mentioned that my due date is somewhere around February 12^th.  Never wanted a winter pregnancy, but I don’t think I’m gonna complain too much.  I’m just so damn happy that I’m finally pregnant again.  Yep, it took me 3 cycles this time around too.  3^rd cycle seems to be the magical cycle for hubby and me.

Originally, the doctor had suggested I wait 3 months before starting to try again and I’d given her a “Are you crazy?” look so she told me that the reason they tell you this is so that they can date the pregnancy more easily.  Yeah.  Whatever!  If I had waited, I would just be starting to TTC again.

Anyways, because of my missed miscarriage the doc had told me that this time around she wants to do an early ultrasound, but because of the system she has to have a reason—apparently a previous miscarriage is not a big enough reason in this country.  She instructed me to tell her that I didn’t know when my last menstrual period (LMP) so that she could send me for an early U/S.So on Wednesday afternoon, I’m gonna lie my head off and tell her I have no idea when my LMP was even though I know it was on May 7^th.

Bring on the ultrasound! 

I’m 4 weeks and some days today 3 (I think) so I’m hoping to get an ultrasound at Week 7 (over here they don’t do them too much earlier than that) to confirm that everything is going well.  Since my pregnancy stopped growing at 6w1d last time, I’m looking forward to that ultrasound so that I can breathe a little more easily.

Up until today, I think I’ve been handling the stress of pregnancy fairly well.  But today has been harder.  I guess I’m really stressed about this pregnancy not ending up like the last one.  So I tell myself that I just have to make it past 6w1d which is in less than 2 weeks, but the truth is that once that date is passed and I get my u/s which I pray shows a normal pregnancy with a strong HB then I’ll just worry until I’m out of the 1^st trimester and then the 2^nd and all the way until I deliver.  I hear that’s a normal mother reaction, but it I’m not usually like that.  I don’t worry much over things I cannot change usually.

I guess the miscarriage robbed me of my belief that things would just work out.  It was devastating last time around…so where does that leave me this time around?  Hoping that everything is great this time around?  How about next time I get pregnant (yes, eventually we’ll have a #2)?  I’ll just worry again. 

I find it sad that I’ve lost the innocent joy that pregnancy brings since it’s a new, happy, and joyous experience.  I’m of course really happy about it, but every time I think about the baby being born in February and go visit some of my old online forums on TB I get that doubt that tells me, “What if this turns out like last time?  Can I go through that again?”  Every time I read a post on TB about someone being so excited that they want to tell everyone right now or are already telling everyone, I just want to tell them to be careful, but then I realize that I’ve been burned with this already and those people will most likely be just fine.

I think I’m feeling a little blah today and that’s showing.  Hopefully, my doctor’s appointment tomorrow will make me feel all happy again.  Dre is coming with me this time around so that’s nice.  He does have to make up the time for it at work, but his boss was fine with taking the time off.  

Anyways, wish me luck and pray for this pregnancy.  I need it!

A story of sticks

I think my problem is that I make up these great posts in my head and then I either forget about them or feel too lazy to actually type them out.  I'm going to have to do something about this I think.

Anyways, the reason I've been missing for the past week is that I've been preoccupied with...

Peeing on sticks of course!

Yah, my life is boring.  But since this is my blog you get to hear all about it anywaysJ

Since I have no patience I decided to POAS on Thursday which happened to be 11 DPO for me.  Now, we’ve already established with my past pregnancy that my pregnancy test comes up negative at 9 DPO (I don’t know who gets positives on this day, but Fertility Friend keeps insisting that it’s possible for about 15% of people).  So I decided that this was stressing me out too much so fuck it I was POAS.

I did.  At 4:30AM by the way…did I mention that?   Here’s a suggestion.  If you’re going to POAS that early because you have to use precious, precious first-morning pee to make sure all the HCG hormones are captured then you should make sure to TURN ON THE LIGHT to check your test.  I was apparently very asleep since I decided to check the damn thing with my iPhone flashlight.  Didn’t see a line…went back to sleep.  Of course I checked the test again when I woke up ‘cause I like to torture myself and check my tests over and over again. 

And then this is what I saw!!!! 

Don't worry if you can't see the line.  It's there, but my camera doesn't seem too
concerned with taking pictures of what's actually there.

There’s a line!  Oh wait, all the charting and TTC gurus claim that those are evaporation line and to ignore them!  Damn it!

So then I decided to test again on Friday ‘cause my SIL was coming over for a BBQ that night and we needed vodka (who doesn’t need vodka).  So I pee on stick #2.  A different brand by the way. And then I look at it in 5 different kinds of light including running downstairs and using my flashlight to see if I can see a line.  I can BARELY see a line.  As in, my brain could be making this line up, but I only have 10 minutes for the results to be valid and then even if there is a line it could a damn evaporation line again.  

What to do?  Gah!  Run around and tear your hair out!

Then I haul the husband over and get him to tell me what he sees.  He of course declares that he can definitely see a line!  I took a picture of it and even on pics you can’t see a line.  

So I patiently waited till we got back from work and sent the hubby to the pharmacy to get me stuff I was missing for my yummy, yummy vodka drinks and a DIGITAL pregnancy test.  None of that pansy line thing that could be or couldn’t be a line.  Now I will either have a YES or a NO.  No guessing.  Right?

Well, as it turns out the test can come back with a ?.  WTF is that?  Apparently it's an invalid test.  SIL and I discovered this as she was knocking back the vodka and I was drinking my fake vodka drink (no alcohol ppl…sheesh…don’t get all paranoid on me).  So then we had a discussion on whether or not I should take the really expensive digital test on Saturday or another cheapie one.  

Another cheapie one won.  And…

That one was pretty damn positive. 

So what did I do?

I peed on the damn expensive digital test on Sunday which was 14DPO for those who are counting.  Why?  Well, because I can and I’ve never used a digital one.

So on Sunday morning I get up at 6 all bleary eyed and stand at the counter dancing around and trying to pee my pants as I take the test out of its packaging.  Now the instructions say “Test will self-activate when removed from packaging.  You’ll see a steady clock symbol.  DO NOT use if there is not clock symbol.” (I might have paraphrased some…don’t quote me.)

I looked at the damn thing and what do I see?  NOTHING?  No clock, no nothing.  I shake the test.  I take the cover off.  I shake it some more.  I curse at it. I bang it on the counter a few times.  There's still no clock symbol.  Now I start ranting about expensive digital tests that are crap to hubby who is in bed and pretending to sleep.  He of course assumes that I’m too stupid to read instructions and tells me I should pee on it and then the clock will come on.  Hmmmm, right….whatever!  For good measure, I whack the hell out of my test of few more times on the windowsill and look at it.  Miracle!  The clock symbol has suddenly appeared!

So I peed on it and waited for 3 minutes and then it said…

Perfection!

Yup, that’s right folks I am PREGNANT once again!  Also, I have to tell you that I LOVE First Response Digital Pregnancy Tests (no they’re not paying me)!  Apart from the banging required to make the damn things start up, they are genius.  No guessing if there is a line or anything.  It’s perfect!

I'M PREGNANT!  WOOOHOOO!

Food weekend...AKA The Weekend of Yumminess

Isn't that a nice title? 

I think I'm going to have to hire a person to come up with my titles.  Takes too long to think of one that's not completely lame or boring.

So what have been up to lately?

Well...on Friday night, Dre and I went to eat with my SIL and her family at Montana's.  Of course after we'd all had a big meal, we had the brilliant idea to eat...DEEP-FRIED DONUTS!  They were heaven!  Not only were they deliciously fried goodness, they were coated in powdered sugar and accompanied with a caramel dip and a chocolate dip...HEAVEN!  Needless to say, I blew my calories on those...but it was SOOOOOOO worth it.

So yummy!

Dre had this hot skillet fillet with 2 HUGE soft chocolate chip cookies topped by iced cream and chocolate sauce.  Sooooo good!

It looked exactly like this but lots more ice cream and some chocolate drizzled everywhere.

Those desserts definitely made the calories worth it!

On Saturday, Dre went to BeerFest and I lounged around the house until I convinced myself to go buy bananas at the grocery store so I could make banana cake.  Yumminess!  After I picked up a very drunk husband who kept insisting he wasn't drunk even though he was drunk texting me before I picked him up and couldn't quite keep from giggling when we got home, I went over to a friend's house and brought my awesome cake!

Over there she served us this amazing salsa chicken.  Seriously, it was soooo good I just wanted to keep eating.  Then we watched Jurassic Park 1 & 2 'cause we're totally cool!

On Sunday night, I made these awesomely sherry marinated chicken thighs with baked potatoes and then I ate lots of them.  Again, yumminess!

Then I realized that I really should start taking pictures of all this awesome food so that when I get to Monday and want to tell you guys all about the awesome food I had this weekend I can show it to you too!  The pictures I did post are ones I found online so thank you people who remember to take pictures of their food!

FAIL at picture taking, but that's okay because I decided to tell you all about the yummy food you missed anyways!

Friday is always beautiful

Have I told you guys how much I love Fridays?

No?

Well, I LOVE Fridays!

See you next week...in the meantime I will be having cocktails and lazing about in the warm sun!

What I did this weekend

We had a long weekend because of Victoria Day!  So I decided to do the same thing that all Canadians (the ones who aren't floating away because of the floods) were doing this last weekend. 

I planted my flowers and some veggies to replace the plants I killed last week by transplanting outside too early.

I don't usually pick red, orange, and yellow as my color of choice for flowers, but this year I decided to walk on the wild side. 

What do you think?

Since most of the sun we get is in the front of the house, I decided to plant some tomato plants under our tree with the flowers.  It's unconventional, but I think they'll do really well!

This planter will fill up.  The flowers I picked are vines, and dangly flowers that just explode and take over everything eventually!  The only thing I'm missing is a central plant that has some height.  I still need to find that one...they didn't have anything at the greenhouse I checked.

Most of these are prennials and come back every year.  They were planted by the previous owners of our house.  They do the job, but they look prettier later on in the year when they're all blooming!

Another view of my mostly perennials along with some annuals.



The good thing is that these flowers (including the 2 hanging baskets in my backyard) only cost me $60 which is a lot better than the $150 I spent on flowers and flower stuff last year!

So now that my flower beds are all pretty, I can't wait for my veggies to start coming in!  I'm not the most patient person around when it comes to growing stuff so every day I'm in the backyard checking to see if my green onions have finally decided to make an appearance.

Another time, I'll take you guys on a tour of the backyard and my millions of planters with veggies.  Because of the soil content of our backyard, Dre and I decided to plant 90% of our veggies in planter pots and boxes this year.  We'll have to see if that was a good idea or not. 

The rest of the weekend was spent helping my brother move.  Dre had to use lots of muscles for that since they were moving washer, dryer, fridge, stove, and all the heavy stuff a house has.  So needless to say that when we got back home on Sunday night we were exhausted! 

On Monday, we went to a BBQ hosted by one of our friends.  They were trying to fix up 2 people they know.  I don't know if it worked, but it was quite obvious that that might have been their intention as everyone else that was there was part of a serious dating relationship or married.  Anyways, everyone had a great time!  It was the perfect end to a long weekend.

Finding a title is a pain in the butt...

I really like Facebook.  It lets me see what's up in other people's lives and tells me how they're doing.  It also lets me reconnect with a lot of my college friends that live very far away. 

I'm don't like telephones.  Hate them!  Now texting and messaging on the other hand...LOVE!  Texting is my language...I was clearly born in the wrong generation.  Today's teens are all about texting while a lot of my generation is just converting to smartphones and getting into the magic that is texting.

Anyways, Facebook lets me keep in contact without me having to call each and every one of them which make me a means that I love FB.

Lately though, I've found a lot of people's "opinions/rants" on their status to be either really offensive or narrow minded.  I'm not someone who's afraid of standing up for what I believe and think, but I'm also not going to start a war on FB because I don't agree with what someone says. Usually, I'll just say I don't agree and explain why, but most of the "interesting" status update on FB lately have been made by Dre's friends and I don't want to rock the boat with people that I'm just now starting to feel comfortable spending time with.  It makes this situation really frustrating.

When we had our national election a few weeks ago, one of these people posted several lengthy status updates that basically said we shouldn't tell people to go vote because they'll be uninformed voters.  And does the country really need a government elected by a few informed (read smart) voters or by a large number of uninformed (read too stupid to know who they want to vote for or why they're voting for that person) voters?

I happen to believe that every single person that does go and cast a vote has a reason to cast that vote.  I think it would be hard for someone to find a person who didn't care who they voted for and just picked a name at random...those people just don't make the effort to go vote.  So just because my reason for voting for a particular person does not seem good enough for you doesn't mean that I was an uninformed voter.  If it's important enough to get me off my couch and standing in a line to vote for that person then that reason is LEGITIMATE no matter what it is.  Government Systems can be really complicated so just because a person doesn't know everything there is to know about the system,a canditate, or the candidate's party doesn't make them uninformed.

Ughhh!  I'm getting all mad and riled up again over this! 

The other status that really rubbed my the wrong way was about the Pro-Life protests we've had over here in the last few weeks.  One person updated with...I really hate Pro-lifers.  I hope all their wives get raped.

Really? 

So if I don't agree with your worldview, you think I deserved to get RAPED.  Really?

I'm just so astounded by this.  I think we all need to have a little more respect for other living, breathing human beings instead of wishing horrible things on them because they disagree with you.

Now this person is known for outrageous comments, but I think this one is pushing it a little far.  I know that sometimes we all say things that we probably shouldn't have said.  So I think it's time for people to spend some time thinking before hitting the Post button...