So at the request/demand from Sarah...I will write an update blog.
Tim has been gone for 2 weeks and 1 day. It actually, surprisingly, hasn't been as hard as I was expecting. Yes...yes...I know, everyone told me I'd be okay..but watching the days get closer and closer for him to leave..it was hard. I was able to speak to him pretty regularly from when he left til he went down range for basic, which was Monday, Nov 9th. They were allowed to have their phones and I think most of that was due to the Ft. Hood shootings. A lot of them were pretty shooken up, as was the nation. The night before he went down range, Sunday the 8th, he was able to speak to me on the phone for about 45 minutes and he was depressed. He said he was ready to get it over with so he could come home, but that he really missed us. I don't blame him..what those guys (when I say that, I'm including women too) were about to go through is pretty rough stuff. Especially the drill sergeants telling the fathers 'don't worry about your kids, Jodi (what the military refers to as the man who steps in when you're not around) is taking care of them and fucking your wife' Yeah, pretty heavy shit. Doesn't sound too bad written out, but those soldiers will tell you, that when you're sleep deprived, privacy deprived and homesick..it gets to you. We ended our phone conversation on a good note, with him laughing, excited and ready to get it all taken care of.
He called me Monday morning for 10 seconds telling me they needed a scanned copy of my drivers license, that they needed it for DEERS. He then called me for another 15 seconds on Tuesday morning to tell me his mailing address. Within that 15 seconds I asked how he was doing and he said 'awesome, i'm enjoying it.' I asked if he had been 'smoked' yet and he said 'oh yeah...we all have'. And that was the end to our phone convo's. I haven't heard from him in a week but have written multiple letters. I miss him like crazy but I'm not letting it get me down, gotta stay positive. He told me in the beginning, 'you can't get depressed because I need you to be strong for me. If you get depressed, I get depressed, and we don't want that!' So I've been staying positive. 29 days til I am able to pick him up from the airport and he is wearing his ACU's...hot stuff. And yes, I've already bought a new outfit for that occasion. :)
On to another topic, I quit my job. HOORAY!!! I'm not going to talk about how awful that place was or how management was all screwed in the head, because lets face it, everyone knows by now. I am so excited to be a stay at home mom again. Tim always jokes that I am allergic to work and that if he can make it work, he'd rather me never have to work another day in my life. I support that decision, lol. I do want to go to school one day to make myself a bit independent..but right now..I am happy to sit at home with my girls watching cartoons in the morning, baking blueberry muffins for breakfast and going for walks and going on playdates. :) I plan on, hopefully soon, buying a double jogging stroller so the girls and I can start going on LOOONG walks and I can get some more excercise. Except the really nice strollers are fairly expensive, at least in my opinion. Hopefully I can get one of those strollers soon though.
Madison has started sleeping in my old twin size bed that is in her room. When you see me say 'her room' what that means is..we are living with my mother, and my bedroom was left the way it was when I moved out back in 2005. What we did when we moved in was, we emptied the closet, since I obviously can't fit into any of that crap anymore, and we put the girls clothes in it. We then assembled Madison's bed in my room. So my old room, is now, her room. Well she started climbing out of the crib and climbing into my twin size bed and started sleeping in it. Right now I have the crib pushed up along side the bed so she can't roll off (the bed is against a wall so it only has one open side). It's working for now, I just need to get one of those bed rails that hooks on under the mattress, so I can FINALLY get rid of the crib. I can't believe Madison will be turning 2 on the 7th of next month. Where does the time go? Really!?
Mackenzie's attitude is finally improving after being home for awhile and not around the kids at her school. For the entire time she was enrolled, she was terrible. Hitting, kicking, spitting, talking back and being disrespectful, and not just at school but at home too. Everyone was getting tired of it quick and despite the discipline, talks and things being taken away..it wasn't getting any better. I think she was just desperate for attention, she has spent her entire life with one on one contact...she gets bored easily and likes to always have something to catch her attention..and I don't think she was getting that while I was working. Mackenzie is spoiled and not the bad kind of spoiled, not spoiled with toys and materialistic things, she is spoiled with attention and interaction. She doesn't want you to throw a toy down infront of her and walk away..she wants you to play with her. She doesn't want you to give her some crayons and paper..she wants you to talk to her while she does. This kid is a full time job :) but it makes for a healthy toddler. It was hard on her being away from Madison also. They weren't able to play with each other, and by the time they got home from school..they were both so tired and grouchy they fought until bed time. It's nice to see them playing together again and laughing.
Well Sarah...how was that for an update? lol
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Monday, November 2, 2009
My husband left today..
So Tim left this afternoon for Army basic training at Fort Jackson, South Carolina.
I am at a complete loss for words. I seriously have nothing to say about all of this, and I don't really want too. So for a future disclaimer, if you see me out and about, say walking in HEB, don't ask me 'how are you doing?' because it's highly likely I'll just burst into tears. This has happened already. The tellers at our bank saw me and asked 'Did Tim leave today? How are you doing?' and I almost lost it. I simply said 'Yeah he did, and it's hard.' and I think my eyes getting teary gave them the hint.
It's what I told Tim, I'm not crying because I'm upset that he joined or that I wish he hadn't, because it's not that. I am very VERY proud of my husband for becoming a soldier, especially in war time. I'm upset because for the past 5 years I have had my best friend with me every day and have been able to joke and laugh with him, and now, he's gone. Well not 'gone' gone, but you know what I mean. It's so hard to hear a simple song on the radio that him and I would sing all the words too and not have him in the seat beside me singing along. It's hard that when I came back to pick up the girl's from their Oma's house, that Madison was upset because Daddy didn't come back with me. He's my best friend and I miss him dearly, I want him back home too.
I know that now that he's in the military it's 'one of those things you have to get use too', but saying that is a whole lot easier than doing it. I swear if someone says it to me one more time, I'm going to ask them where they found their fucking 'emotion switch' to turn off. It's not easy, it's not easy to know something in your head and then to put it into actions, when it's not what you're use too. Am I going to eventually get over this? No, I don't think you get over something like this. Am I going to learn how to cope with it, where I don't cry at the drop of a hat? I certainly hope so.
I put on Tim's St.Christopher necklace earlier when I came home from the recruiter's station, after dropping him off. It's a necklace Tim's mother bought for him a few years ago. Tim isn't really big on it, but he wears it when he goes on a trip or has to leave us for a certain amount of time. I had planned on buying him a more sturdy one for him to wear at basic, but I didn't have the money. So I'm wearing it while he is gone. It's weird to me, I'm not Catholic and don't really understand the whole saint thing, but it makes me feel better.
I'm rambling. He comes home in 45 days for two weeks. Yay, another countdown. I can't wait til I can have him home with me again, even if it's only for two weeks.
I am at a complete loss for words. I seriously have nothing to say about all of this, and I don't really want too. So for a future disclaimer, if you see me out and about, say walking in HEB, don't ask me 'how are you doing?' because it's highly likely I'll just burst into tears. This has happened already. The tellers at our bank saw me and asked 'Did Tim leave today? How are you doing?' and I almost lost it. I simply said 'Yeah he did, and it's hard.' and I think my eyes getting teary gave them the hint.
It's what I told Tim, I'm not crying because I'm upset that he joined or that I wish he hadn't, because it's not that. I am very VERY proud of my husband for becoming a soldier, especially in war time. I'm upset because for the past 5 years I have had my best friend with me every day and have been able to joke and laugh with him, and now, he's gone. Well not 'gone' gone, but you know what I mean. It's so hard to hear a simple song on the radio that him and I would sing all the words too and not have him in the seat beside me singing along. It's hard that when I came back to pick up the girl's from their Oma's house, that Madison was upset because Daddy didn't come back with me. He's my best friend and I miss him dearly, I want him back home too.
I know that now that he's in the military it's 'one of those things you have to get use too', but saying that is a whole lot easier than doing it. I swear if someone says it to me one more time, I'm going to ask them where they found their fucking 'emotion switch' to turn off. It's not easy, it's not easy to know something in your head and then to put it into actions, when it's not what you're use too. Am I going to eventually get over this? No, I don't think you get over something like this. Am I going to learn how to cope with it, where I don't cry at the drop of a hat? I certainly hope so.
I put on Tim's St.Christopher necklace earlier when I came home from the recruiter's station, after dropping him off. It's a necklace Tim's mother bought for him a few years ago. Tim isn't really big on it, but he wears it when he goes on a trip or has to leave us for a certain amount of time. I had planned on buying him a more sturdy one for him to wear at basic, but I didn't have the money. So I'm wearing it while he is gone. It's weird to me, I'm not Catholic and don't really understand the whole saint thing, but it makes me feel better.
I'm rambling. He comes home in 45 days for two weeks. Yay, another countdown. I can't wait til I can have him home with me again, even if it's only for two weeks.
Friday, September 18, 2009
Madison had a seizure
Madison had a seizure at day care.
She was sitting at the table eating lunch when her entire body turned blue and she started shaking. She wouldn't respond to my voice or me touching her, so I called for the director to come see her. She walked in the room and told me to take her the emergency room. Madison has had a fever since last Thursday that had been fluctuating throughout the day. Mornings would be great, afternoons would be bad, then nights were fine.
Well we don't have insurance so I drove her to the Lonestar Circle of Care clinic here in Round Rock. I walked in, bawling my eyes out holding a blue baby who's eyes were rolling in the back of her head and they called their triage nurse. She took her temp and it was 104.5, she told me 'She needs to go to Dells children hospital', she gave me a map but I wasn't in any mind state to drive, I was hysterical just crying. I had called Tim's mother on the way to LSCoC, and when I walked out her and michelle were there, so she drove Madison and I quickly down there.
We got there, they brought her back and her temp was 104.9, and still climbing. They gave her motrin and took her BPM, it was 180. They wanted to run three tests on her to rule out certain things it could be. A flu test, that was negative, a xray to rule out pneumonia, it wasn't, then a catheter to see if it was a bladder infection. It wasn't.
The doctor said it is most likely a virus that she can't shake. He said the seizure she had at school was probably caused by the fact that her fever peaked so quickly to 104.5 from 100s. We've been instructed that if it happens again this weekend, to bring her back in to be admitted to the hospital.
While writing that, ^^^, Madison woke up and her fever has gone back up from the low 100s, back up to 102.6...
Edited to add: They basically don't know what is wrong with her, and the doctor admitted that. He said that they can't tell what it is.
She was sitting at the table eating lunch when her entire body turned blue and she started shaking. She wouldn't respond to my voice or me touching her, so I called for the director to come see her. She walked in the room and told me to take her the emergency room. Madison has had a fever since last Thursday that had been fluctuating throughout the day. Mornings would be great, afternoons would be bad, then nights were fine.
Well we don't have insurance so I drove her to the Lonestar Circle of Care clinic here in Round Rock. I walked in, bawling my eyes out holding a blue baby who's eyes were rolling in the back of her head and they called their triage nurse. She took her temp and it was 104.5, she told me 'She needs to go to Dells children hospital', she gave me a map but I wasn't in any mind state to drive, I was hysterical just crying. I had called Tim's mother on the way to LSCoC, and when I walked out her and michelle were there, so she drove Madison and I quickly down there.
We got there, they brought her back and her temp was 104.9, and still climbing. They gave her motrin and took her BPM, it was 180. They wanted to run three tests on her to rule out certain things it could be. A flu test, that was negative, a xray to rule out pneumonia, it wasn't, then a catheter to see if it was a bladder infection. It wasn't.
The doctor said it is most likely a virus that she can't shake. He said the seizure she had at school was probably caused by the fact that her fever peaked so quickly to 104.5 from 100s. We've been instructed that if it happens again this weekend, to bring her back in to be admitted to the hospital.
While writing that, ^^^, Madison woke up and her fever has gone back up from the low 100s, back up to 102.6...
Edited to add: They basically don't know what is wrong with her, and the doctor admitted that. He said that they can't tell what it is.
Friday, September 4, 2009
New adventure
So as many of you know, the girls and myself are on a new adventure...
the girls are now in pre-school and I am now working again.
I filled out an online inquiry for employment on the Stepping Stone School website, well I got a call back and had an interview on Monday (8/31), the initial interview went great and they told me to report to a school, #15, on Tuesday for my second interview. It would be an hour long and I could take my girls.
So on Tuesday I went and Mackenzie went to her own class and Madison came with me into the 2s class while I watched one of the teachers. After my hour of observing I went and talked to the director where she told me I had the job if I wanted it and that they would be calling me.
So on Wednesday I got the phone call telling me that orientation would be on Thursday and that I could drop my girls off at their school while I attended it. So Thursday morning I woke up bright and early (5:45am) and got dressed then woke up the girls and got them ready. I took the girls to their school and of course there were tears. Mackenzie was exhausted because she woke up so darn early, in fact she even told me "Mom, it's too early for this nonsense, I want to go back to bed." It was cute. Madison was a complete wreck, I knew she would be. That child is attached to me 24/7.
I attended orientation and then raced back to pickup my girls, eager to hear the stories Mackenzie would have. I showed up smack dab in the middle of nap time..but of course my kids were the only children awake during nap time in their classrooms. ::sigh:: shocker.
Well today was my training day, so once again I dropped the girls off at their school..where both were screaming this time when I left them. This behavior is crazy for Mackenzie who rarely has separation issues. In fact I don't remember her ever crying because we weren't there. That was pretty upset, but Kelti, I did what you told me too, both days! I gave them a kiss, told them bye..then turned and walked out. I didn't go back when they started crying.
I was to attend training in Austin and as I had ended up late to orientation on Thursday I decided to give myself more time to get down there through traffic. Well, my luck..no traffic..so I was an hour early!! This would work to my benefit in the long run. I was suppose to show up at 8:30 and leave at 12:00 to report to my school at 1:30 where I would finish my day. I didn't take money or pack a lunch because I had planned on swinging by the house and grabbing a bite before going to my school...well they told me around 9 that I would stay there the whole day. This kinda screwed up my plan, but the director ended up buying me lunch, how sweet. I ended up helping in a 10-15 month classroom and those kids were too sweet. Besides the snotty noses..and crankiness at nap time..it was very enjoyable. Well since I had showed up an hour early, it meant I got to leave an hour early..so at 4:30 I got in the car, drove to pick up Tim from work and we went to get our girls. We went and got the girls from their rooms and they clung to us til we put them in their car seats. Tim hadn't seen their school yet, so this was the perfect opportunity for him to see it seeing as beginning Tuesday I will just take them when I leave work.
That's right, I said it...I start at my new school on Tuesday. I'm so very excited and I hope that this isn't a too good to be true kinda thing, because doing this will help keep the girls and I busy through this first separation in our military life. Keep your fingers crossed!
(I didn't go back and read through to see if it made any sense..so if anything sounds weird...that's why. That and people kept talking to me while I was writing it)
the girls are now in pre-school and I am now working again.
I filled out an online inquiry for employment on the Stepping Stone School website, well I got a call back and had an interview on Monday (8/31), the initial interview went great and they told me to report to a school, #15, on Tuesday for my second interview. It would be an hour long and I could take my girls.
So on Tuesday I went and Mackenzie went to her own class and Madison came with me into the 2s class while I watched one of the teachers. After my hour of observing I went and talked to the director where she told me I had the job if I wanted it and that they would be calling me.
So on Wednesday I got the phone call telling me that orientation would be on Thursday and that I could drop my girls off at their school while I attended it. So Thursday morning I woke up bright and early (5:45am) and got dressed then woke up the girls and got them ready. I took the girls to their school and of course there were tears. Mackenzie was exhausted because she woke up so darn early, in fact she even told me "Mom, it's too early for this nonsense, I want to go back to bed." It was cute. Madison was a complete wreck, I knew she would be. That child is attached to me 24/7.
I attended orientation and then raced back to pickup my girls, eager to hear the stories Mackenzie would have. I showed up smack dab in the middle of nap time..but of course my kids were the only children awake during nap time in their classrooms. ::sigh:: shocker.
Well today was my training day, so once again I dropped the girls off at their school..where both were screaming this time when I left them. This behavior is crazy for Mackenzie who rarely has separation issues. In fact I don't remember her ever crying because we weren't there. That was pretty upset, but Kelti, I did what you told me too, both days! I gave them a kiss, told them bye..then turned and walked out. I didn't go back when they started crying.
I was to attend training in Austin and as I had ended up late to orientation on Thursday I decided to give myself more time to get down there through traffic. Well, my luck..no traffic..so I was an hour early!! This would work to my benefit in the long run. I was suppose to show up at 8:30 and leave at 12:00 to report to my school at 1:30 where I would finish my day. I didn't take money or pack a lunch because I had planned on swinging by the house and grabbing a bite before going to my school...well they told me around 9 that I would stay there the whole day. This kinda screwed up my plan, but the director ended up buying me lunch, how sweet. I ended up helping in a 10-15 month classroom and those kids were too sweet. Besides the snotty noses..and crankiness at nap time..it was very enjoyable. Well since I had showed up an hour early, it meant I got to leave an hour early..so at 4:30 I got in the car, drove to pick up Tim from work and we went to get our girls. We went and got the girls from their rooms and they clung to us til we put them in their car seats. Tim hadn't seen their school yet, so this was the perfect opportunity for him to see it seeing as beginning Tuesday I will just take them when I leave work.
That's right, I said it...I start at my new school on Tuesday. I'm so very excited and I hope that this isn't a too good to be true kinda thing, because doing this will help keep the girls and I busy through this first separation in our military life. Keep your fingers crossed!
(I didn't go back and read through to see if it made any sense..so if anything sounds weird...that's why. That and people kept talking to me while I was writing it)
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Couches aren't for jumping
So last night we were at Jon & Kim's playing Phase 10. Well our two girls and their daughter Payton were playing in the living room.
Well Mackenzie was jumping on their couch and Tim stood up in the kitchen to tell her to sit down and she jumped down to land on her knees and when she did she leaned forward and smacked her mouth on a wooden part of the couch. She started screaming and Tim held her for about 15 minutes..he even checked if she was bleeding and she wasn't. So Tim held Mackenzie and we kept playing our game.
Well she ended up crying for about 35 minutes so I asked Tim to let me see her. Well I pulled her top lip up and the entire top of her mouth was covered with blood.
I wiped it off her teeth and I saw that she had knocked her top left tooth back.
So we left and went straight to HEB and bought Tylenol and apple juice, her request. We brought her home, gave her the Tylenol and then I moved her tooth back forward.
She cried and it bled a lot, so I put ice on it. I got the blood out of her mouth and she saw it on a paper towel and to keep her from freaking out I said.. "Did you eat fingernail polish!?" She told me "no..." I said.."well what's that then?" and between cries she told me it was fingernail polish. It was adorable. I had painted her toenails and fingernails red earlier that day, so it was the first thing to pop into my head. lol.
Last night she ended up rolling off her bed twice and smacking her face, which is strange because she NEVER falls off her bed. Poor kiddo doesn't have any luck. Her bed sheet had blood spots all over it this morning when she woke up, so today is laundry day!
Poor baby girl! Her mouth is all swollen and her gums are bruised. :(
Well Mackenzie was jumping on their couch and Tim stood up in the kitchen to tell her to sit down and she jumped down to land on her knees and when she did she leaned forward and smacked her mouth on a wooden part of the couch. She started screaming and Tim held her for about 15 minutes..he even checked if she was bleeding and she wasn't. So Tim held Mackenzie and we kept playing our game.
Well she ended up crying for about 35 minutes so I asked Tim to let me see her. Well I pulled her top lip up and the entire top of her mouth was covered with blood.
I wiped it off her teeth and I saw that she had knocked her top left tooth back.
So we left and went straight to HEB and bought Tylenol and apple juice, her request. We brought her home, gave her the Tylenol and then I moved her tooth back forward.
She cried and it bled a lot, so I put ice on it. I got the blood out of her mouth and she saw it on a paper towel and to keep her from freaking out I said.. "Did you eat fingernail polish!?" She told me "no..." I said.."well what's that then?" and between cries she told me it was fingernail polish. It was adorable. I had painted her toenails and fingernails red earlier that day, so it was the first thing to pop into my head. lol.
Last night she ended up rolling off her bed twice and smacking her face, which is strange because she NEVER falls off her bed. Poor kiddo doesn't have any luck. Her bed sheet had blood spots all over it this morning when she woke up, so today is laundry day!
Poor baby girl! Her mouth is all swollen and her gums are bruised. :(
Friday, August 14, 2009
I need to pout.
So I need to pout, because things aren't going as we had thought they would.
For some reason...we are broke. Tim is making money..and we don't have a rent to pay but we are still struggling to pay our bills. I had expected to save some money prior to Tim's basic and AIT to be a cushion during the transition from his plumbing job, to his military job. (We are struggling because some how..Tim's $90 credit card bill..is now a $264 bill..even though we haven't touched the card in months and have been making all our payments on time.)
We've been told to expect that first check to come anywhere from 30-60 days after he leaves for basic. Which means that for the month of November and possibly December..we won't have any money to pay our bills.
So what it boils down to is.. it doesn't look like Tim will be able to put in his two weeks come October. I was hoping he could make his last day October 23rd..then be home with us until he leaves November 3rd. It's not looking like it will work out that way because we won't have any money saved up to pay the bills for November if he doesn't work right up until the last day he is here.
I'm pretty upset about this because...well..it sucks. I was really hoping that he'd be able to spend those last two weeks home with the girls. It sucks. It really really really sucks. But hey...I can't complain too much if at all. At least we have money for our bills..there are a lot of people in this country right now that are hurting, so I am thankful that he is still making money, even if it's not as much as we had hoped.
Sorry if this didn't make any sense...my mind tends to wander at night.
(All you military people..if I am wrong about any of this..please correct me and put my mind at ease..or send me into a state of panic)
For some reason...we are broke. Tim is making money..and we don't have a rent to pay but we are still struggling to pay our bills. I had expected to save some money prior to Tim's basic and AIT to be a cushion during the transition from his plumbing job, to his military job. (We are struggling because some how..Tim's $90 credit card bill..is now a $264 bill..even though we haven't touched the card in months and have been making all our payments on time.)
We've been told to expect that first check to come anywhere from 30-60 days after he leaves for basic. Which means that for the month of November and possibly December..we won't have any money to pay our bills.
So what it boils down to is.. it doesn't look like Tim will be able to put in his two weeks come October. I was hoping he could make his last day October 23rd..then be home with us until he leaves November 3rd. It's not looking like it will work out that way because we won't have any money saved up to pay the bills for November if he doesn't work right up until the last day he is here.
I'm pretty upset about this because...well..it sucks. I was really hoping that he'd be able to spend those last two weeks home with the girls. It sucks. It really really really sucks. But hey...I can't complain too much if at all. At least we have money for our bills..there are a lot of people in this country right now that are hurting, so I am thankful that he is still making money, even if it's not as much as we had hoped.
Sorry if this didn't make any sense...my mind tends to wander at night.
(All you military people..if I am wrong about any of this..please correct me and put my mind at ease..or send me into a state of panic)
Thursday, August 13, 2009
81 Days
81 days until Tim leaves for basic.
What am I going to do with myself to keep my sanity while he is gone? Stay busy...busy busy busy! I am currently looking for a job at a daycare or YMCA, where I can take the girls with me. I'm well aware that if I work and put my children in daycare I wouldn't make any money and all of it would go to child care costs, hence why I haven't worked in the past. BUT. I won't be working for the money..I will be working to keep the girls and myself busy and our minds off daddy being gone. It's going to be hard, but we can do it.
To the wives of husbands who are deployed, have been deployed or are soon to be deployed..I have such a high respect for you. For the women who are mom and dad while daddy is gone..I have such an extremely high level of respect for you. I am so thankful for each of you, for supporting your husbands while they are away. I will be honest, I was one of those people who took our military for granted. Yes, I was thankful they were doing what they were doing..giving up so many freedoms so we can keep ours..but I didn't fully understand. I still don't..and I won't until I experience it for myself. I just wanted you to know that I am thankful for you and for your husband's/boyfriends/fiance's willingness to serve our country.
So 81 days...81 days until Tim leaves..but that's 81 more days that I get to be with him before our new chapter begins. I love my husband..and couldn't be more proud of him for what he is about to do.
What am I going to do with myself to keep my sanity while he is gone? Stay busy...busy busy busy! I am currently looking for a job at a daycare or YMCA, where I can take the girls with me. I'm well aware that if I work and put my children in daycare I wouldn't make any money and all of it would go to child care costs, hence why I haven't worked in the past. BUT. I won't be working for the money..I will be working to keep the girls and myself busy and our minds off daddy being gone. It's going to be hard, but we can do it.
To the wives of husbands who are deployed, have been deployed or are soon to be deployed..I have such a high respect for you. For the women who are mom and dad while daddy is gone..I have such an extremely high level of respect for you. I am so thankful for each of you, for supporting your husbands while they are away. I will be honest, I was one of those people who took our military for granted. Yes, I was thankful they were doing what they were doing..giving up so many freedoms so we can keep ours..but I didn't fully understand. I still don't..and I won't until I experience it for myself. I just wanted you to know that I am thankful for you and for your husband's/boyfriends/fiance's willingness to serve our country.
So 81 days...81 days until Tim leaves..but that's 81 more days that I get to be with him before our new chapter begins. I love my husband..and couldn't be more proud of him for what he is about to do.
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Is this what I get to look forward too?
So is this what I get to look forward too while Tim is gone at basic and AIT...?
Mackenzie didn't sleep a peep last night, well not until 6am that is. She slept for two hours (6am to 8am). She kept asking me for her daddy and kept telling me 'he needs to come home. i miss him'
Normally she falls asleep in her bed and in the middle of the night will crawl up onto our bed and sleep with her head on his back. Okay, so actually she sleeps with her head on his butt (he sleeps on his stomach) and her body is between his legs..but back sounds better. So lets just go with back. I normally will wake up when she does this and eventually put her back into her bed where she sleeps the rest of the night. Well..last night she didn't fall asleep like normal..and kept begging me for her daddy to come home. Tim had already explained to her where he would be going and when he would be back..so I couldn't say he would be home in a little bit. I tried..she said 'no, he comes home in a few days'
It was miserable..an absolutely miserable night.
Today I tried to keep them busy, and me. We went to Ryka's in the morning and the girls played with Grace.
I brought them home around noon and let Madison take a nap.
(I'm trying to make sure Mackenzie is sleepy tonight, so she skipped hers)
Then when Madison woke up we went to Sarah's so the girls could play with Kylie. We played over there for a couple hours..then we went to Oma's. By this point they were exhausted and hungry, so we left.
Mackenzie cried the entire way home in the car...once again asking for her daddy. She was crying so hard her body was shaking..it was pitiful. So of course I bought them both their first happy meal from McDonalds. It made me feel better.
Now we are home, and they are relaxing watching The Incredibles. I really hope tonight goes better for Mackenzie..and continues going okay for Madison. Momma needs to catch a break.. Tuesday can't come fast enough.
If this is what I get to look forward too...I'm not looking forward to it...at all.
Mackenzie didn't sleep a peep last night, well not until 6am that is. She slept for two hours (6am to 8am). She kept asking me for her daddy and kept telling me 'he needs to come home. i miss him'
Normally she falls asleep in her bed and in the middle of the night will crawl up onto our bed and sleep with her head on his back. Okay, so actually she sleeps with her head on his butt (he sleeps on his stomach) and her body is between his legs..but back sounds better. So lets just go with back. I normally will wake up when she does this and eventually put her back into her bed where she sleeps the rest of the night. Well..last night she didn't fall asleep like normal..and kept begging me for her daddy to come home. Tim had already explained to her where he would be going and when he would be back..so I couldn't say he would be home in a little bit. I tried..she said 'no, he comes home in a few days'
It was miserable..an absolutely miserable night.
Today I tried to keep them busy, and me. We went to Ryka's in the morning and the girls played with Grace.
I brought them home around noon and let Madison take a nap.
(I'm trying to make sure Mackenzie is sleepy tonight, so she skipped hers)
Then when Madison woke up we went to Sarah's so the girls could play with Kylie. We played over there for a couple hours..then we went to Oma's. By this point they were exhausted and hungry, so we left.
Mackenzie cried the entire way home in the car...once again asking for her daddy. She was crying so hard her body was shaking..it was pitiful. So of course I bought them both their first happy meal from McDonalds. It made me feel better.
Now we are home, and they are relaxing watching The Incredibles. I really hope tonight goes better for Mackenzie..and continues going okay for Madison. Momma needs to catch a break.. Tuesday can't come fast enough.
If this is what I get to look forward too...I'm not looking forward to it...at all.
Thursday, July 9, 2009
Oh..my rambles.
Three years down...many more to come.
Tim and I celebrated our 3 year wedding anniversary yesterday, it doesn't seem like it's been that long. I can't believe how fast the time goes. This upcoming December will be 5 years for us. YIKES! Tim actually kept it low key this year, requested by me. For our anniversary I bought him a book he had wanted and he bought me roses and took me out to dinner, exactly what I wanted.
You probably noticed the photos I uploaded last night were taken with my phone, my mother currently has our camera. They (my mother, grandma and brother Trey) are currently on vacation. They are visiting the west coast states these next two weeks and I must admit, I'm jealous. They are visiting Washington, Oregon, British Columbia and California. My family use to always do long road trips when I was growing up. My mother would save all year long then we would take a HUGE road trip. I've been all over the nation thanks to her! When I say long road trips I mean..driving the east coast all the way up to New York into Canada and back down, making about hundred touring stops along the way. I've seen lots of cool stuff thanks to my mother, thank you momma!
So Tim has joined the Army as we all know. Since then I have become an information hound..wanting to know as much as I possibly can. It has been an emotional roller coaster for me..and he hasn't even gone to BCT yet! Since his basic will be during the winter months, he gets to come home for two weeks at Christmas time for 'Christmas Exodus'. While I am very excited about this, I think it's going to make it harder on him..having to go back. I know the positives will far outweigh the negatives though. Speaking of Christmas Exodus..I know there will be a good handful of people who will want to see him when he comes home for this and here is my forewarning.. if you want to see him..you will have to work around our schedule because I am going to be OVERLY selfish, haha.
I'm nervous about what's about to go on. While I have been told, mainly by my butt head brother, that there are tons of parents out there who have to play both roles while their spouse is gone and that they survive...that doesn't mean it's not hard. In fact, I'm very nervous about this. I know it's do-able..and that we will survive..but I'm not prepared yet to have to explain to Mackenzie that she can't have her daddy when she cries for him at night. I'm not prepared emotionally to have to lay down two girls at night by myself..who always ask for their daddy's kiss before going to sleep. They've never gone more than a night without him and whenever they do they always cry for him. I can see it now..Mackenzie crying 'I want my daddy' and me breaking down into tears saying 'I want him too'. Ha. But seriously though, I am nervous about it.
I have joined a forum on the internet, I do this when big things are happening that I'm not use to. I joined babycenter.com while pregnant with the girls, just so I could have someone to talk too experiencing the same things I was. Well I have done it again, www.goarmyparents.com . I'm currently on the 'Fort Jackson Families' thread talking to mothers/girlfriends/dads/sisters that currently have soldiers going to basic there. They have been a wealth of information already and he isn't even there yet!
While I am nervous about it and need to vent..I can't really vent to Tim about it. (He doesn't read my blogs, so don't think I'm an idiot by writing it where he can see.) I am trying not to let him know how I feel, he needs to be focused and not worry about me and how I'll do. He needs to be focused on getting physically and mentally ready for what he is going to be experiencing. So I will probably write on my blogs much more frequently while he is gone. I am trying to think of ways to keep the girls and myself busy while he is away, so any ideas or play dates are more than welcome!
I guess I just need to keep reminding myself to breathe and everything will be okay eventually!
Tim and I celebrated our 3 year wedding anniversary yesterday, it doesn't seem like it's been that long. I can't believe how fast the time goes. This upcoming December will be 5 years for us. YIKES! Tim actually kept it low key this year, requested by me. For our anniversary I bought him a book he had wanted and he bought me roses and took me out to dinner, exactly what I wanted.
You probably noticed the photos I uploaded last night were taken with my phone, my mother currently has our camera. They (my mother, grandma and brother Trey) are currently on vacation. They are visiting the west coast states these next two weeks and I must admit, I'm jealous. They are visiting Washington, Oregon, British Columbia and California. My family use to always do long road trips when I was growing up. My mother would save all year long then we would take a HUGE road trip. I've been all over the nation thanks to her! When I say long road trips I mean..driving the east coast all the way up to New York into Canada and back down, making about hundred touring stops along the way. I've seen lots of cool stuff thanks to my mother, thank you momma!
So Tim has joined the Army as we all know. Since then I have become an information hound..wanting to know as much as I possibly can. It has been an emotional roller coaster for me..and he hasn't even gone to BCT yet! Since his basic will be during the winter months, he gets to come home for two weeks at Christmas time for 'Christmas Exodus'. While I am very excited about this, I think it's going to make it harder on him..having to go back. I know the positives will far outweigh the negatives though. Speaking of Christmas Exodus..I know there will be a good handful of people who will want to see him when he comes home for this and here is my forewarning.. if you want to see him..you will have to work around our schedule because I am going to be OVERLY selfish, haha.
I'm nervous about what's about to go on. While I have been told, mainly by my butt head brother, that there are tons of parents out there who have to play both roles while their spouse is gone and that they survive...that doesn't mean it's not hard. In fact, I'm very nervous about this. I know it's do-able..and that we will survive..but I'm not prepared yet to have to explain to Mackenzie that she can't have her daddy when she cries for him at night. I'm not prepared emotionally to have to lay down two girls at night by myself..who always ask for their daddy's kiss before going to sleep. They've never gone more than a night without him and whenever they do they always cry for him. I can see it now..Mackenzie crying 'I want my daddy' and me breaking down into tears saying 'I want him too'. Ha. But seriously though, I am nervous about it.
I have joined a forum on the internet, I do this when big things are happening that I'm not use to. I joined babycenter.com while pregnant with the girls, just so I could have someone to talk too experiencing the same things I was. Well I have done it again, www.goarmyparents.com . I'm currently on the 'Fort Jackson Families' thread talking to mothers/girlfriends/dads/sisters that currently have soldiers going to basic there. They have been a wealth of information already and he isn't even there yet!
While I am nervous about it and need to vent..I can't really vent to Tim about it. (He doesn't read my blogs, so don't think I'm an idiot by writing it where he can see.) I am trying not to let him know how I feel, he needs to be focused and not worry about me and how I'll do. He needs to be focused on getting physically and mentally ready for what he is going to be experiencing. So I will probably write on my blogs much more frequently while he is gone. I am trying to think of ways to keep the girls and myself busy while he is away, so any ideas or play dates are more than welcome!
I guess I just need to keep reminding myself to breathe and everything will be okay eventually!
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Tim is in the army
So my husband is officially in the United States Army. His mos is 35F, Intelligence Analyst.
He leaves for basic on November 3rd, well he goes to San Antonio on November 3rd but is shipped out on November 9th to Fort Jackson, South Carolina.
His basic will be over on February 5th and he begins AIT on February 8th at Fort Huachuca, Arizona. His basic is 16 weeks.
It is a miracle that I can write this since things really weren't going our way, with no thanks to his recruiter.
We had been back and forth with separate recruiters, none of them feeling right. We finally found a recruiter that we liked and thought would do right by us. Well when he started looking at MOS's for Tim, he told Tim the only job that he could get was..Utilities Equipment Repairer (91C). Yeah, well I didn't like the sound of that. I would of rather Tim been a parachute rigger than fix AC's and Heaters. He could do that out of the military. Plus Tim's scores were awesome and we had already been told that he was open to all jobs except a few in the electronics.
So last week on Wednesday the 17th, my brother Trenton went with Tim up to talk to the recruiter. The recruiter was a complete dick to Tim and my brother and made Tim out to be an idiot. Tim had asked him about aviation and the guy had told him, it was no longer open for the year. Well on Wednesday he told my brother, with Tim sitting there, 'you never asked me about that'. Yeah..bunch of nonsense, I was there I heard him say it was no longer open. Anyway..the guy ended up giving Tim a list of jobs, which Tim went over and found 35F.
The recruiter reserved the job for Tim...the following day Tim went up to the recruiter's station to take care of more information. Turns out, the guy reserved the wrong job. So he went back in hoping the job was still there to reserve it for him...he got the last open slot.
So we got the job reserved. Awesome.
Then yesterday came. Instead of missing another day or work by riding the shuttle down to San Antonio at one, Tim waited til he got off work to drive himself. His recruiter told him to meet him at the office at 5:00pm so he could give Tim all his paperwork to take down to MEPS. So there we sat in the car at 4:45pm in front of a closed office. The guy wasn't even there. The doors were locked and he wasn't answering his cellphone. So after waiting 30 minutes Tim had to call a separate recruiter and have him come up there and get it for him.
So Tim got on the road and went to MEPS, everything was awesome...til he got to MEPS and started reading his information in his packet.
THE RECRUITER CHANGED HIS APPLICATION!!!!
Nowhere in Tim's folder was the documentation for Tim's surgery as an infant that left a 5 inch scar on his stomach. The documentation the recruiter was suppose to get, since it happened in a military hospital and he would of been able to get it before we could of. It wasn't in there anywhere. In fact...on the application, where Tim had marked 'yes' for past surgeries...the box was marked 'no'. Where Tim had marked 'yes' for scars from his surgery during infancy..there was 'bike accident'. Where Tim had marked 'yes' for smoking...it was marked 'no'. We were beyond livid.
The recruiter changed his application. Flat out re-did those sections.
So as soon as Tim found this out, he called his recruiter. The recruiter told him "you have to lie..if you tell them its from a surgery..they will disqualify you" I knew that wasn't true, I had already done plenty of research and that surgery was okay as long as it was done during infancy, which it was. He told Tim that Tim had to lie and say it was from a bike accident. Yeah, no, not happening.
So Tim had to explain to the physician during his physical why those boxes were marked wrong. Not only that, had Tim of lied..he would of been caught. They had already pulled his medical records from St.Louis and knew about his surgery. They said it was fine. So thank God my husband didn't try to lie like that idiot wanted him too.
Not only did the recruiter change the medical portion...he put that Tim's mother was a US citizen, that she was born in Austin, TX. Why would he do that? She isn't illegal, she has her green card...and we had given him all of the information, so why would he change that? This made Tim's security clearance not add up, so instead of swearing in today at 12:30pm...he swore in at 4:30pm. They had to wait til Tim's dad was able to get off work, drive home, get Sandy's information..give it to Tim who in turn gave it to the security check woman. What a PITA. All easily avoidable had the man not of changed Tim's information.
But anyway..my husband was eventually sworn in to the military.
He leaves for basic on November 3rd, well he goes to San Antonio on November 3rd but is shipped out on November 9th to Fort Jackson, South Carolina.
His basic will be over on February 5th and he begins AIT on February 8th at Fort Huachuca, Arizona. His basic is 16 weeks.
It is a miracle that I can write this since things really weren't going our way, with no thanks to his recruiter.
We had been back and forth with separate recruiters, none of them feeling right. We finally found a recruiter that we liked and thought would do right by us. Well when he started looking at MOS's for Tim, he told Tim the only job that he could get was..Utilities Equipment Repairer (91C). Yeah, well I didn't like the sound of that. I would of rather Tim been a parachute rigger than fix AC's and Heaters. He could do that out of the military. Plus Tim's scores were awesome and we had already been told that he was open to all jobs except a few in the electronics.
So last week on Wednesday the 17th, my brother Trenton went with Tim up to talk to the recruiter. The recruiter was a complete dick to Tim and my brother and made Tim out to be an idiot. Tim had asked him about aviation and the guy had told him, it was no longer open for the year. Well on Wednesday he told my brother, with Tim sitting there, 'you never asked me about that'. Yeah..bunch of nonsense, I was there I heard him say it was no longer open. Anyway..the guy ended up giving Tim a list of jobs, which Tim went over and found 35F.
The recruiter reserved the job for Tim...the following day Tim went up to the recruiter's station to take care of more information. Turns out, the guy reserved the wrong job. So he went back in hoping the job was still there to reserve it for him...he got the last open slot.
So we got the job reserved. Awesome.
Then yesterday came. Instead of missing another day or work by riding the shuttle down to San Antonio at one, Tim waited til he got off work to drive himself. His recruiter told him to meet him at the office at 5:00pm so he could give Tim all his paperwork to take down to MEPS. So there we sat in the car at 4:45pm in front of a closed office. The guy wasn't even there. The doors were locked and he wasn't answering his cellphone. So after waiting 30 minutes Tim had to call a separate recruiter and have him come up there and get it for him.
So Tim got on the road and went to MEPS, everything was awesome...til he got to MEPS and started reading his information in his packet.
THE RECRUITER CHANGED HIS APPLICATION!!!!
Nowhere in Tim's folder was the documentation for Tim's surgery as an infant that left a 5 inch scar on his stomach. The documentation the recruiter was suppose to get, since it happened in a military hospital and he would of been able to get it before we could of. It wasn't in there anywhere. In fact...on the application, where Tim had marked 'yes' for past surgeries...the box was marked 'no'. Where Tim had marked 'yes' for scars from his surgery during infancy..there was 'bike accident'. Where Tim had marked 'yes' for smoking...it was marked 'no'. We were beyond livid.
The recruiter changed his application. Flat out re-did those sections.
So as soon as Tim found this out, he called his recruiter. The recruiter told him "you have to lie..if you tell them its from a surgery..they will disqualify you" I knew that wasn't true, I had already done plenty of research and that surgery was okay as long as it was done during infancy, which it was. He told Tim that Tim had to lie and say it was from a bike accident. Yeah, no, not happening.
So Tim had to explain to the physician during his physical why those boxes were marked wrong. Not only that, had Tim of lied..he would of been caught. They had already pulled his medical records from St.Louis and knew about his surgery. They said it was fine. So thank God my husband didn't try to lie like that idiot wanted him too.
Not only did the recruiter change the medical portion...he put that Tim's mother was a US citizen, that she was born in Austin, TX. Why would he do that? She isn't illegal, she has her green card...and we had given him all of the information, so why would he change that? This made Tim's security clearance not add up, so instead of swearing in today at 12:30pm...he swore in at 4:30pm. They had to wait til Tim's dad was able to get off work, drive home, get Sandy's information..give it to Tim who in turn gave it to the security check woman. What a PITA. All easily avoidable had the man not of changed Tim's information.
But anyway..my husband was eventually sworn in to the military.
Friday, June 12, 2009
It tugs on the heart strings
So today I went back up to the fertility clinic to get my check and my donor counselor handed me my check along with a gold bag.
I was thinking it was just something from the clinic. Appreciation for using them, it wasn't, it was from my recipient couple.
I opened the bag when I walked into the elevator and I read a note inside of it..
"Words cannot describe what I feel...you are an exceptional young lady. You will always be very special to us. Thank you for everything you have done.
This hasn't been an easy road to be on for us, Thank you for walking this road with us.
I wish you love, happiness and peace in life.
Your recipient."
I wanted to cry, I hadn't expected it. I knew it was a big thing for the other couple, but I hand't expected to see it in writing..from them.
Along with the note was a plaque, cutely decorated that reads...'dream big'
I'm happy...very happy with what I have done. God is good.
I was thinking it was just something from the clinic. Appreciation for using them, it wasn't, it was from my recipient couple.
I opened the bag when I walked into the elevator and I read a note inside of it..
"Words cannot describe what I feel...you are an exceptional young lady. You will always be very special to us. Thank you for everything you have done.
This hasn't been an easy road to be on for us, Thank you for walking this road with us.
I wish you love, happiness and peace in life.
Your recipient."
I wanted to cry, I hadn't expected it. I knew it was a big thing for the other couple, but I hand't expected to see it in writing..from them.
Along with the note was a plaque, cutely decorated that reads...'dream big'
I'm happy...very happy with what I have done. God is good.
Thursday, June 11, 2009
It's over
So I had the retrieval this morning.
We had to be there at 5:00 am. So we left at 4:15.
I was nervous, which made time fly.
I got there and signed paperwork, basically saying 'yes i consent and yes i know whats happening' They did my IV..they got me in the sexy little hospital gown, hospital socks and put my hair up in one of those blue head net things. I was sexy alright, ha.
Then they came in, wheeled me down to the room, which scared me to death. I have never been in a surgical room. It had the big light over head, the scary table that made me feel like I was going to be crucified (the arms out to form a T) and all the equipment.
I can't really even remember anything else but that, I was so nervous. I came in and they told me they were going to give me warm blankets and I made a joke about 'good thing cause this room is freezing'. The anesthesiologist then told me he was going to start the anesthesia through my IV and I would feel sleepy. I then made another joke about snoring once i was out and they better not to post it on youtube. Then, I was out.
I remember waking up back in my room crying. I was crying, why was I crying, I don't know, but I was. They kept asking me if I was in pain and I said no, which was a lie, I was. The nurse came back in, gave me something for it and I started feeling great.
I was released 45 minutes later and slept the entire way home on Tim's shoulder.
I have spent the entire day since 8:00am in bed sleeping. Every time I get up I get dizzy and sick, so I have tried to avoid that. The nurse told me they took 9 eggs, 9 out of the 26, which was actually 28. They said they will be fertilizing them and the recipient mother will get them in 3 days.
Well that's it, that's my first time as a donor.
We had to be there at 5:00 am. So we left at 4:15.
I was nervous, which made time fly.
I got there and signed paperwork, basically saying 'yes i consent and yes i know whats happening' They did my IV..they got me in the sexy little hospital gown, hospital socks and put my hair up in one of those blue head net things. I was sexy alright, ha.
Then they came in, wheeled me down to the room, which scared me to death. I have never been in a surgical room. It had the big light over head, the scary table that made me feel like I was going to be crucified (the arms out to form a T) and all the equipment.
I can't really even remember anything else but that, I was so nervous. I came in and they told me they were going to give me warm blankets and I made a joke about 'good thing cause this room is freezing'. The anesthesiologist then told me he was going to start the anesthesia through my IV and I would feel sleepy. I then made another joke about snoring once i was out and they better not to post it on youtube. Then, I was out.
I remember waking up back in my room crying. I was crying, why was I crying, I don't know, but I was. They kept asking me if I was in pain and I said no, which was a lie, I was. The nurse came back in, gave me something for it and I started feeling great.
I was released 45 minutes later and slept the entire way home on Tim's shoulder.
I have spent the entire day since 8:00am in bed sleeping. Every time I get up I get dizzy and sick, so I have tried to avoid that. The nurse told me they took 9 eggs, 9 out of the 26, which was actually 28. They said they will be fertilizing them and the recipient mother will get them in 3 days.
Well that's it, that's my first time as a donor.
Friday, May 22, 2009
Egg donation to this point
Okay, this update is for all of you who have been interested in the egg donation.
This is what has happened so far.
Step 1:
I have had the nurses consult, where they just went over the general information, and took my photos for the all the recipients to see, so someone could pick me.
I have had the psychological evaluation and was told that I would be an "EXCELLENT CANDIDATE".
I have had the physical exam, lab work and cultures where they checked for over 100+ things like genetic disorders, STDS and so forth.
Since everything came back awesome, I started Step 2.
Step 2:
I started the birth control pills. This is why I was on birth control pills for egg donation, there were some questions about that..
"Most stimulation protocols involve suppression of ovarian function for on cycle, followed by vigorous stimulation in the next cycle. Our [Texas Fertility Clinic] protocols are designed to obtain a greater number of mature oocytes than would ordinarily develop in a natural cycle. As a result, we allow a large group of developing oocytes to become synchronized. The purpose of oocyte synchronization is to increase the chance that multiple oocytes will develop at the same rate, resulting in a large number of mature eggs. The pills also reduce the likelihood that a patient will have an ovarian cyst when she is ready to begin stimulation. This is important, as the presence of a cyst could possibly delay the stimulation start. "
So after doing a month of the birth control pills, I have started the Lupron injections.
" As an oocyte matures in a natural cycle, it produces increasing amounts of estrogen. Once this estrogen level reaches a peak, it stimulates the production of a hormonal surge from the pituitary gland called the LH surge. This surge causes ovulation to occur. In the IVF procedure, we do not want ovulation to occur - rather we want to be able to retrieve the maturing oocytes directly from the ovaries prior to ovulation. We therefore must prevent patients from having an LH surge. TThe way we prevent a patient from having a sponaneous LH surge is the use of a medication called leuprolife acetate (Lupron).
Lupron administration is usually initiated during the final week of oral contraceptives and continued until 2 days prior to the egg retrieval."
So right now I am currently doing the Lupron injections. Thank God for my husband who has been able to do them every morning for me, since I have had issues doing it myself. First off, I have a fear of needles, second off, the stuff burns. The first time we did it I got a HUGE bruise on my leg at the injection site. My injection yesterday left me with another lovely bruise. I experienced side effects from the Lupron, for the first time last night. It started off with a slight headache around 5:45pm. By 10:30pm I was in tears and ready to be in bed. I was exhausted, my body was aching, I had a really bad headache along with being dizzy and being nauseous. Tim and I had been watching "Yes Man" and as soon as it was over, I went to bed.
I hope that was a one time thing, because I don't know how many nights of that I can handle. I am to continue taking the shots til 2 days prior to the egg retrieval, which is the first week of June, I hope I don't continue having the side effects til then.
The next step in the process is my base-line sono. The appointment is to just make sure I don't have any cysts before starting the Gonal-F. I will take the Gonal-F ( to stimulate the growth of multiple ovarian follicles.) for about 9-12 days until I recieve an injection called Ovidrel. Ovidrel is the most important injection I will take as it is the one to induce ovulation. Retrieval of my eggs will happen approximately 36 hours after the injection.
Well, that's it so far. I'm sure I'll update before or after the egg retrieval.
This is what has happened so far.
Step 1:
I have had the nurses consult, where they just went over the general information, and took my photos for the all the recipients to see, so someone could pick me.
I have had the psychological evaluation and was told that I would be an "EXCELLENT CANDIDATE".
I have had the physical exam, lab work and cultures where they checked for over 100+ things like genetic disorders, STDS and so forth.
Since everything came back awesome, I started Step 2.
Step 2:
I started the birth control pills. This is why I was on birth control pills for egg donation, there were some questions about that..
"Most stimulation protocols involve suppression of ovarian function for on cycle, followed by vigorous stimulation in the next cycle. Our [Texas Fertility Clinic] protocols are designed to obtain a greater number of mature oocytes than would ordinarily develop in a natural cycle. As a result, we allow a large group of developing oocytes to become synchronized. The purpose of oocyte synchronization is to increase the chance that multiple oocytes will develop at the same rate, resulting in a large number of mature eggs. The pills also reduce the likelihood that a patient will have an ovarian cyst when she is ready to begin stimulation. This is important, as the presence of a cyst could possibly delay the stimulation start. "
So after doing a month of the birth control pills, I have started the Lupron injections.
" As an oocyte matures in a natural cycle, it produces increasing amounts of estrogen. Once this estrogen level reaches a peak, it stimulates the production of a hormonal surge from the pituitary gland called the LH surge. This surge causes ovulation to occur. In the IVF procedure, we do not want ovulation to occur - rather we want to be able to retrieve the maturing oocytes directly from the ovaries prior to ovulation. We therefore must prevent patients from having an LH surge. TThe way we prevent a patient from having a sponaneous LH surge is the use of a medication called leuprolife acetate (Lupron).
Lupron administration is usually initiated during the final week of oral contraceptives and continued until 2 days prior to the egg retrieval."
So right now I am currently doing the Lupron injections. Thank God for my husband who has been able to do them every morning for me, since I have had issues doing it myself. First off, I have a fear of needles, second off, the stuff burns. The first time we did it I got a HUGE bruise on my leg at the injection site. My injection yesterday left me with another lovely bruise. I experienced side effects from the Lupron, for the first time last night. It started off with a slight headache around 5:45pm. By 10:30pm I was in tears and ready to be in bed. I was exhausted, my body was aching, I had a really bad headache along with being dizzy and being nauseous. Tim and I had been watching "Yes Man" and as soon as it was over, I went to bed.
I hope that was a one time thing, because I don't know how many nights of that I can handle. I am to continue taking the shots til 2 days prior to the egg retrieval, which is the first week of June, I hope I don't continue having the side effects til then.
The next step in the process is my base-line sono. The appointment is to just make sure I don't have any cysts before starting the Gonal-F. I will take the Gonal-F ( to stimulate the growth of multiple ovarian follicles.) for about 9-12 days until I recieve an injection called Ovidrel. Ovidrel is the most important injection I will take as it is the one to induce ovulation. Retrieval of my eggs will happen approximately 36 hours after the injection.
Well, that's it so far. I'm sure I'll update before or after the egg retrieval.
Saturday, May 16, 2009
Mackenzie is three!
So yesterday Mackenzie turned 3, we had an awesome day planned for her, until we looked at the weather yesterday morning. There had been a forecast for rain but it wasn't suppose to start til the afternoon, so we had planned on hitting up the zoo in the morning and leaving in the afternoon when it started to get rainy. Well, we decided against that when it showed the rain was suppose to start at 11am. It ended up raining all day yesterday.lovely.
But we made a fun day for her anyway. Here are some photos.
The birthday girl and her daddy
The birthday girl and her momma
Yes, we got her the Lady Gaga cd. No it's not normally what a 3 year old wants, but she has been begging non stop. So we did, she was THRILLED!
Then we took her up to her Oma and Opas and she got her presents there. All of my pictures turned out blurry for some reason. She got a purse with cute head bands, and lip stuff. She also got a wallet with some money in it so she could go shopping. Along with that she got the wagon we were suppose to use at the zoo, a movie and a puppy (not real).
The girls waiting!
We also had cake, which Michelle and Sandy made, delicious!
Later that day we went back to Grandmas and opened more gifts and had another cake. Her Grandma got her the movie Bolt, and the trip to the zoo.
Her blowing out her candle!
Madison licking the icing off the container top
But we made a fun day for her anyway. Here are some photos.
The birthday girl and her daddy
The birthday girl and her momma
Yes, we got her the Lady Gaga cd. No it's not normally what a 3 year old wants, but she has been begging non stop. So we did, she was THRILLED!
Then we took her up to her Oma and Opas and she got her presents there. All of my pictures turned out blurry for some reason. She got a purse with cute head bands, and lip stuff. She also got a wallet with some money in it so she could go shopping. Along with that she got the wagon we were suppose to use at the zoo, a movie and a puppy (not real).
The girls waiting!
We also had cake, which Michelle and Sandy made, delicious!
Later that day we went back to Grandmas and opened more gifts and had another cake. Her Grandma got her the movie Bolt, and the trip to the zoo.
Her blowing out her candle!
Madison licking the icing off the container top
Sunday, May 3, 2009
An update
An update about our lives.
Mackenzie turns 3 on the 16th, oh my gosh where did the time go?! She has grown so much, I am so proud of my beautiful baby girl.
Her first professional photo
Her daddy holding her, look how small she was.
Madison has started saying 'no', which is very exciting. I know everyone thinks its cute the first time their child says it, and as they get older and say it more frequently the charm fades, but right now we are so happy. She doesn't talk, she just babbles. At this age Mackenzie could speak, tell you animal sounds, body parts, the whole deal. Madison...no speakage...just babbles. So the fact that she says no, is awesome. (It has been discussed with her pediatrician that if she isn't speaking by the time she turns 2, we will look into speach therapy.)
Anyway..on to the stuff that everyone wants an update about, Tim and the military.
Tim had originally thought he would join the air force, but he has been offered higher pay in the Army. He will be paid more for doing ROTC in high school and for speaking fluent German. The air force wasn't willing to pay him anything more for those two, so we decided Army. He was also having a hard time finding a job that he was interested in within the Air Force. He had planned on studying for about a month then taking the ASVAB, but on Friday our plan was set in to fast pace when he was laid off at work. The economy sucks...
So he is studing for his ASVAB and will take it within the next two weeks. Tomorrow he is going to go talk to an Army Recruiter just to see what they have to say. He has been speaking to my brother Trenton, who has been in the Army for a good while now and he has been talking to his dad who was also in the Army. Trenton has been speaking to one of his friends who is a recruiter and he has been completely honest with Tim. He has no reason to lie to him, seeing as he wouldn't be the one signing Tim up.
So where we are at right now is, Tim needs to take his asvab, see what his score is and talk to a recruiter.
I will update again, when the next steps have happened.
I am also looking for a job between now and then so Tim can stay home with the girls as much as possible before having to go to basic and AIT. If you have any good job suggestions let me know. I don't do food, retail or pet poop, haha.
Mackenzie turns 3 on the 16th, oh my gosh where did the time go?! She has grown so much, I am so proud of my beautiful baby girl.
Her first professional photo
Her daddy holding her, look how small she was.
Madison has started saying 'no', which is very exciting. I know everyone thinks its cute the first time their child says it, and as they get older and say it more frequently the charm fades, but right now we are so happy. She doesn't talk, she just babbles. At this age Mackenzie could speak, tell you animal sounds, body parts, the whole deal. Madison...no speakage...just babbles. So the fact that she says no, is awesome. (It has been discussed with her pediatrician that if she isn't speaking by the time she turns 2, we will look into speach therapy.)
Anyway..on to the stuff that everyone wants an update about, Tim and the military.
Tim had originally thought he would join the air force, but he has been offered higher pay in the Army. He will be paid more for doing ROTC in high school and for speaking fluent German. The air force wasn't willing to pay him anything more for those two, so we decided Army. He was also having a hard time finding a job that he was interested in within the Air Force. He had planned on studying for about a month then taking the ASVAB, but on Friday our plan was set in to fast pace when he was laid off at work. The economy sucks...
So he is studing for his ASVAB and will take it within the next two weeks. Tomorrow he is going to go talk to an Army Recruiter just to see what they have to say. He has been speaking to my brother Trenton, who has been in the Army for a good while now and he has been talking to his dad who was also in the Army. Trenton has been speaking to one of his friends who is a recruiter and he has been completely honest with Tim. He has no reason to lie to him, seeing as he wouldn't be the one signing Tim up.
So where we are at right now is, Tim needs to take his asvab, see what his score is and talk to a recruiter.
I will update again, when the next steps have happened.
I am also looking for a job between now and then so Tim can stay home with the girls as much as possible before having to go to basic and AIT. If you have any good job suggestions let me know. I don't do food, retail or pet poop, haha.
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Military
Tim is currently looking into joining the military, the air force. He had originally planned to join the marines straight out of high school, but since we ended up getting pregnant with Mackenzie, he decided it wasn't what he wanted to do anymore. Plus the marines aren't known to be very 'family friendly'. So he is now looking into the air force, which has been suggested as the most family oriented military branch, which is his biggest concern with joining.
He took his plumbing exam again and last week got the results that he failed again. He has to wait another 60 days before even applying to take it again. He isn't very confident that he will pass it if he takes it a third time, because he studied extremely hard this past time.
He currently isn't making any money, and we are falling behind on our bills. We have moved in with my mother to help the financial issue, that way we don't have a rent to pay each month.
He is looking into joining the military because it's job security for the next four years, paid housing, discounted food and health insurance and paid college for Tim, then he also has job security when he gets out. It will help us in the long run and in our current situation.
The downfall is all the time away from myself and the girls and the highly likely deployments in the future. I'm stressed out because I can't begin to imagine how hard it will be, to be a single mom while he is away. I have been told by people IN the air force and by the recruiters, that unless you join special forces that deployments within the air force are short, 4-6 months. So that is a plus compared to the long deployments with the other branches.
Yesterday Tim's mother bought him the ASVAB book, so we could both study. Since we have two kids and our income to debt ratio is currently higher than 40% we have to have a waver. In order to get this waver Tim has to make over a 65 on the ASVAB. Seeing as he has never taken the ASVAB before, we got the book to study, that way he will be prepared.
Right now this is all up in the air, but it's something we are seriously considering. It's not so much something we want, but it's currently the best option right now in the long run. Please pray for our family as we deal with this.
He took his plumbing exam again and last week got the results that he failed again. He has to wait another 60 days before even applying to take it again. He isn't very confident that he will pass it if he takes it a third time, because he studied extremely hard this past time.
He currently isn't making any money, and we are falling behind on our bills. We have moved in with my mother to help the financial issue, that way we don't have a rent to pay each month.
He is looking into joining the military because it's job security for the next four years, paid housing, discounted food and health insurance and paid college for Tim, then he also has job security when he gets out. It will help us in the long run and in our current situation.
The downfall is all the time away from myself and the girls and the highly likely deployments in the future. I'm stressed out because I can't begin to imagine how hard it will be, to be a single mom while he is away. I have been told by people IN the air force and by the recruiters, that unless you join special forces that deployments within the air force are short, 4-6 months. So that is a plus compared to the long deployments with the other branches.
Yesterday Tim's mother bought him the ASVAB book, so we could both study. Since we have two kids and our income to debt ratio is currently higher than 40% we have to have a waver. In order to get this waver Tim has to make over a 65 on the ASVAB. Seeing as he has never taken the ASVAB before, we got the book to study, that way he will be prepared.
Right now this is all up in the air, but it's something we are seriously considering. It's not so much something we want, but it's currently the best option right now in the long run. Please pray for our family as we deal with this.
Friday, April 10, 2009
To those in the medical field..
Why the hell do my children keep getting MRSA?
If everyone remembers, Mackenzie got MRSA back in November 2007, and when I had Madison in December, it was a terrible ordeal because of infectious disease control.
Well it has reared it's ugly head in our life again.
Mackenzie got the rash a couple months ago, but she wasn't covered on insurance. Well she finally got insurance and we took her to the doctor last week. Her doctor was out of town so we saw a different one. The woman looked at it, told me it was diaper rash and gave me a prescription for diaper cream. I told her I'm not a moron and I know it's not a diaper rash, she has had MRSA in the past and it looks the exact same. She told me there wasn't anything to culture and sent me on my way.
That was last week.
This past week on Monday, Madison had a doctor's appointment and she had been getting the rash too. So I had Dr. Kuhl do a culture on her and guess what people..it's MRSA. Big surprise.
They are telling us to do the ointment in our nostrils twice a day for ten days, everyone in the house. We do more than just that, we also have Tim's family do it and my mother since the girls come into contact with them multiple times a week. Dr. Kuhls phone nurse called me today and asked how bad Mackenzie's has gotten since doing the ointment and I told her it got worse. Instead of the 15-20 spots she had been having, it's probably gone up to 30-40 spots. They have prescribed her an oral medication too.
I'm just curious, when is it going to end? What is causing it? Nobody seems to have the answers and it's getting exhausting. Tim and I don't have MRSA so I'm not sure how Madison could of caught it from Mackenzie and we haven't. Mackenzie is constantly hurting and Madison is starting to head down the same road.
Anyone have any advice?
If everyone remembers, Mackenzie got MRSA back in November 2007, and when I had Madison in December, it was a terrible ordeal because of infectious disease control.
Well it has reared it's ugly head in our life again.
Mackenzie got the rash a couple months ago, but she wasn't covered on insurance. Well she finally got insurance and we took her to the doctor last week. Her doctor was out of town so we saw a different one. The woman looked at it, told me it was diaper rash and gave me a prescription for diaper cream. I told her I'm not a moron and I know it's not a diaper rash, she has had MRSA in the past and it looks the exact same. She told me there wasn't anything to culture and sent me on my way.
That was last week.
This past week on Monday, Madison had a doctor's appointment and she had been getting the rash too. So I had Dr. Kuhl do a culture on her and guess what people..it's MRSA. Big surprise.
They are telling us to do the ointment in our nostrils twice a day for ten days, everyone in the house. We do more than just that, we also have Tim's family do it and my mother since the girls come into contact with them multiple times a week. Dr. Kuhls phone nurse called me today and asked how bad Mackenzie's has gotten since doing the ointment and I told her it got worse. Instead of the 15-20 spots she had been having, it's probably gone up to 30-40 spots. They have prescribed her an oral medication too.
I'm just curious, when is it going to end? What is causing it? Nobody seems to have the answers and it's getting exhausting. Tim and I don't have MRSA so I'm not sure how Madison could of caught it from Mackenzie and we haven't. Mackenzie is constantly hurting and Madison is starting to head down the same road.
Anyone have any advice?
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Rodeo Austin and Craig Morgan
So we went to the rodeo tonight, and we had a great time.
We started off by riding a couple of the rides...and doing some of the silly kid stuff.
Tim road a ferris wheel for the first time ever. I pity him, it was an awful experience. The thing was all rickity and scary. I thought it was going to break! There were even parts being held together by tie straps...comforting.
Tim on the ferris wheel
My "it's blowing my hair crazy" face
Tim didn't like it..haha just kidding
Our videos..
We then road a pretty cool ride called arctic freeze. It kept slamming my body against Tim...haha.
We also played in a mirror house...weird.
ConeHeads anyone?
hahaha
Then I made Tim ride my favorite ride ever...ya know the one...that takes you up so many feet high, then drops you. Well Tim didn't want to go on it..he swore up and down he wouldn't go on it. He even held my purse while I walked up the stairs..then he said he would ride it. The entire way up he was saying "i don't know why im on this..why am i on this? i hate you..i want off now"...then...we dropped. He didn't like it. He was shaking so bad when we got off. He's not a chicken, he just doesnt like that ONE ride. Not sure why.
Then after we started to get cold, since it was 50* out and we forgot our jackets, we decided to go watch the rodeo.
After the rodeo was Craig Morgan, who I must say is INCREDIBLE live. He sounds the exact same. It wasn't recorded because bless his heart he messed up on his first song, only one word though. He did awesome. The entire concert would of been perfect had it not of been for the three teenage girls sitting by us. The stupid girls kept screaming, randomly..and loudly. I understand screaming at the end of a song..but at the end of each sentence in each verse of each song?! It was ridiculous and was ruining his performance. So everyone knows me..I turned around and yelled at them to 'shut the hell up..just shut up!!' Stupid teenage little bitches...get your braces off or go to a Backstreet boys concert next time. (You can HEAR them screaming in the videos..listen for it, it's hard to miss)
Do you hear the screaming in the end of this one? It was the whole time...
Oh and in this one too..i couldn't even keep recording...they were awful
He looks insanely creepy in this one....but he wasn't, i promise
Rodeo Austin 2009 was awesome..at least Craig Morgan was. Can't wait til next year.
We started off by riding a couple of the rides...and doing some of the silly kid stuff.
Tim road a ferris wheel for the first time ever. I pity him, it was an awful experience. The thing was all rickity and scary. I thought it was going to break! There were even parts being held together by tie straps...comforting.
Tim on the ferris wheel
My "it's blowing my hair crazy" face
Tim didn't like it..haha just kidding
Our videos..
We then road a pretty cool ride called arctic freeze. It kept slamming my body against Tim...haha.
We also played in a mirror house...weird.
ConeHeads anyone?
hahaha
Then I made Tim ride my favorite ride ever...ya know the one...that takes you up so many feet high, then drops you. Well Tim didn't want to go on it..he swore up and down he wouldn't go on it. He even held my purse while I walked up the stairs..then he said he would ride it. The entire way up he was saying "i don't know why im on this..why am i on this? i hate you..i want off now"...then...we dropped. He didn't like it. He was shaking so bad when we got off. He's not a chicken, he just doesnt like that ONE ride. Not sure why.
Then after we started to get cold, since it was 50* out and we forgot our jackets, we decided to go watch the rodeo.
After the rodeo was Craig Morgan, who I must say is INCREDIBLE live. He sounds the exact same. It wasn't recorded because bless his heart he messed up on his first song, only one word though. He did awesome. The entire concert would of been perfect had it not of been for the three teenage girls sitting by us. The stupid girls kept screaming, randomly..and loudly. I understand screaming at the end of a song..but at the end of each sentence in each verse of each song?! It was ridiculous and was ruining his performance. So everyone knows me..I turned around and yelled at them to 'shut the hell up..just shut up!!' Stupid teenage little bitches...get your braces off or go to a Backstreet boys concert next time. (You can HEAR them screaming in the videos..listen for it, it's hard to miss)
Do you hear the screaming in the end of this one? It was the whole time...
Oh and in this one too..i couldn't even keep recording...they were awful
He looks insanely creepy in this one....but he wasn't, i promise
Rodeo Austin 2009 was awesome..at least Craig Morgan was. Can't wait til next year.
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Mackenzie's first haircut and a pool!
So today was pretty neat, our camera was used a lot so I figured instead of posting photos in a bulletin, I'd just write a blog.
Well Mackenzie got her first haircut today. Yes, I know, by the age of nearly 3 most children have had multiple haircuts. Well between how slow her hair grows, the bounce in her curls (making the hair appear shorter than it really is), and family members complaining every time I mentioned it, we had been putting it off. But finally Tim and I decided, it was time. Her hair was two different lengths, one at her back, the other at her shoulders. Well Tim and I told her that if she was a big girl and sat still and let the nice lady cut her hair, we would buy her a pool. She has been screaming the past two weeks for a pool, and wanted to go swimming. Well, she was a perfect angel for the stylist, and didn't move once. Her hair is very cute and only about an inch or two shorter, you can't even tell unless it's pointed out.
Patiently waiting for her name to be called, while reading a magazine.
She was listening to the stylist tell her how pretty she was, haha.
Snip snip!
She was thrilled.
Then she got a sucker.
After we left Fantastic Sam's, we went to HEB and bought Mackenzie a neat pool. Perfect size for the girls, and has a slide with a sprinkler. Tim and I realized whoever designed this silly pool put the sprinkler in the wrong place. It's directly in front of the slide, so as your child goes down the slide, they get shot in the face with a nice stream of water. What a terrible design flaw. Mackenzie loved her pool and couldn't wait to get in..
Madison on the other hand, was NOT impressed.
Well Mackenzie got her first haircut today. Yes, I know, by the age of nearly 3 most children have had multiple haircuts. Well between how slow her hair grows, the bounce in her curls (making the hair appear shorter than it really is), and family members complaining every time I mentioned it, we had been putting it off. But finally Tim and I decided, it was time. Her hair was two different lengths, one at her back, the other at her shoulders. Well Tim and I told her that if she was a big girl and sat still and let the nice lady cut her hair, we would buy her a pool. She has been screaming the past two weeks for a pool, and wanted to go swimming. Well, she was a perfect angel for the stylist, and didn't move once. Her hair is very cute and only about an inch or two shorter, you can't even tell unless it's pointed out.
Patiently waiting for her name to be called, while reading a magazine.
She was listening to the stylist tell her how pretty she was, haha.
Snip snip!
She was thrilled.
Then she got a sucker.
After we left Fantastic Sam's, we went to HEB and bought Mackenzie a neat pool. Perfect size for the girls, and has a slide with a sprinkler. Tim and I realized whoever designed this silly pool put the sprinkler in the wrong place. It's directly in front of the slide, so as your child goes down the slide, they get shot in the face with a nice stream of water. What a terrible design flaw. Mackenzie loved her pool and couldn't wait to get in..
Madison on the other hand, was NOT impressed.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Teething, The Walker's, Rodeo, Potty Training
So nothing really new to update about, just felt like writing. Tim is playing xbox and the girls are sleeping, i'm lonely.
Ashley and David came this past weekend. They got here Thursday afternoon and stayed til Sunday afternoon. It was so great having them here...I miss them tons. Ashley is getting pretty close to her due date, she is 37 weeks today. I can't wait to meet that baby boy!! On Saturday Ashley had a small baby shower at her sister Kristen's. It proved to be fairly entertaining, Ashley handled it very well, all that ridiculous belly rubbing. (Ashley HATES for anyone to touch her, being pregnant or not.) I can't wait til Drake is born and Tim and myself along with our girls can go down there and meet him. Ashley and I plan on going and getting ourselves pierced after he makes his appearance.
Ashley (L) with her sisters Kristen (M) and Brooke (R)
36.5 weeks prego
I've had the best sleep of my life the past two nights. My kiddos fell asleep around 9 and they both slept til 10 am. Wicked cool, Madison has slept through the night for the past...3 nights? Lovely, except the first night we were at my mothers and the dogs woke me up around 4 am.
We stayed at my mothers because we were taking the car to the shop around 8:30, which means I had to take Tim to work, and I didn't want to have to wake up the babies and take them with me. It's my mother's spring break so we just stayed there and my mom was home with them while I was gone. Really bad thing about it was, we woke up, took him to work, and once again, for the third day in a row, his plumber didn't show up. So Tim was off Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday and Monday. Anyways, we then went to the dealership and everything that has been going wrong on that car, was finally working and they couldn't do anything about it. Annoying.
Madison cut two new teeth....that's new. She slept really bad while Ashley and David were here, and I blame it on teething. She was fine once those teeth broke through. Either that or she didn't like Ashley and David, cause she slept fine once they left, ha.
Tim and I are hoping to go to the rodeo on the 27th, to see Craig Morgan. That is, if we can find a baby sitter for two. I don't want to ask my mother because she always watches them every Saturday for us, and Tim's family doesn't tend to watch them longer than an hour and normally not both at one time. I want to be able to go to the carnival, the rodeo and then to the concert...all of which will be a lot longer than a single hour. So if you know of anyone who wants to watch my darling children, send them this way, we will pay. I don't think we can pay much, but we will pay something. That and we will get them something for dinner, yay!
Well I don't know what else to write about so..oh wait!
Madison is using the baby potty. She has gone number 1 and 2 in it a handful of times. I'm really impressed, she just turned 15 months on the 7th. She will walk to the bathroom, and point at the potty. It's pretty neat. Hopefully she'll potty train easy. Mackenzie is completely out of pull ups except at night time. At 3 years I will take them away at bed also. She is waking up with a dry pull up most mornings, so i'm excited. Yay for easy potty training!
Well, that's it, I believe. Thanks for reading.
Oh and Tim got his tongue pierced on March 1st. alright done now.
Ashley and David came this past weekend. They got here Thursday afternoon and stayed til Sunday afternoon. It was so great having them here...I miss them tons. Ashley is getting pretty close to her due date, she is 37 weeks today. I can't wait to meet that baby boy!! On Saturday Ashley had a small baby shower at her sister Kristen's. It proved to be fairly entertaining, Ashley handled it very well, all that ridiculous belly rubbing. (Ashley HATES for anyone to touch her, being pregnant or not.) I can't wait til Drake is born and Tim and myself along with our girls can go down there and meet him. Ashley and I plan on going and getting ourselves pierced after he makes his appearance.
Ashley (L) with her sisters Kristen (M) and Brooke (R)
36.5 weeks prego
I've had the best sleep of my life the past two nights. My kiddos fell asleep around 9 and they both slept til 10 am. Wicked cool, Madison has slept through the night for the past...3 nights? Lovely, except the first night we were at my mothers and the dogs woke me up around 4 am.
We stayed at my mothers because we were taking the car to the shop around 8:30, which means I had to take Tim to work, and I didn't want to have to wake up the babies and take them with me. It's my mother's spring break so we just stayed there and my mom was home with them while I was gone. Really bad thing about it was, we woke up, took him to work, and once again, for the third day in a row, his plumber didn't show up. So Tim was off Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday and Monday. Anyways, we then went to the dealership and everything that has been going wrong on that car, was finally working and they couldn't do anything about it. Annoying.
Madison cut two new teeth....that's new. She slept really bad while Ashley and David were here, and I blame it on teething. She was fine once those teeth broke through. Either that or she didn't like Ashley and David, cause she slept fine once they left, ha.
Tim and I are hoping to go to the rodeo on the 27th, to see Craig Morgan. That is, if we can find a baby sitter for two. I don't want to ask my mother because she always watches them every Saturday for us, and Tim's family doesn't tend to watch them longer than an hour and normally not both at one time. I want to be able to go to the carnival, the rodeo and then to the concert...all of which will be a lot longer than a single hour. So if you know of anyone who wants to watch my darling children, send them this way, we will pay. I don't think we can pay much, but we will pay something. That and we will get them something for dinner, yay!
Well I don't know what else to write about so..oh wait!
Madison is using the baby potty. She has gone number 1 and 2 in it a handful of times. I'm really impressed, she just turned 15 months on the 7th. She will walk to the bathroom, and point at the potty. It's pretty neat. Hopefully she'll potty train easy. Mackenzie is completely out of pull ups except at night time. At 3 years I will take them away at bed also. She is waking up with a dry pull up most mornings, so i'm excited. Yay for easy potty training!
Well, that's it, I believe. Thanks for reading.
Oh and Tim got his tongue pierced on March 1st. alright done now.
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Moving, Schnuller, bye bye baby food
So, I figured I would update on our lives.
I'll start with the parents, I always write about us last but i'll write about us first today!
So at the end of April we will be moving out of Colonial Grand and into my mother's house. We are ready to move tomorrow if we could. I am so tired of
living in this stupid apartment. It was nice when we didn't have neighbors, but gangsta boy upstairs drives me crazy. He is the loudest person I have ever experienced. He probably weighs 100lbs soaking wet, but he stomps like an elephant. Not only that but him and his buddies like to hang out by our front door and yell...and let their door slam...at all hours of the night. And don't even mention the rat they own that they believe is a dog. Damn thing stands in the stairwell and barks. Their stairs are smack dab in the middle of our apartment, thank you rat dog. So we are ready to move out of here. It will be nice to be able to let the girls play in my mother's back yard, instead of having to stay inside all day. We will put our stuff in storage while we are there. We plan on staying with her through the summer, so come August we will start looking for somewhere new..hopefully a house.
Tim gets to reapply for his plumbing test as of today. He won't be able to do it today though, he is in South Austin and his paper is here at the apartment. He only has to retake the questions portion, so he will be once again studying like crazy for a straight month. Who knows when his retest date will be, hopefully before May.
His birthday is next month, April 4th. I am trying to plan a fun night for him, i'm not sure what we will be doing yet though. I had thought we would go to a bar or a club or something, well he informs me today he would rather go to a sports bar and eat wings and drink and stuff. I'm not sure how many people would be interested in doing that. Of course his guy friends will, but I'm not sure that the girls will. Oh well, it's about him and what he wants.
He has been on a motorcycle kick for the past month. I posted a picture of him on a bike the other day, it's a bike he is really interested in. He has wanted a bike since he was 14, so it's just a matter of time before he gets one. I'm okay with it, as long as he stays off 35. He has decided to wait another year before he gets one, he wants to save up for a big down payment so his payments will be good.
So I have been chosen as a donor by another couple. I received a phone call from Texas Fertility Center yesterday and the woman said I was picked and the recipients wanted to know how many children I have and if I have anything coming up in the next 2 months that they should know about. I told them the only thing was my husband's birthday but that it was no big deal. I'm excited about it. Everyone keeps asking me if I'm just doing it for the money, which I'm not. While the money will be nice, it's not why I looked into it. I wrote a blog about why back in November/December, check it out if you don't believe me. So when they start doing the fertility drugs they will have to remove my Paragard IUD. All of the family is scared that I will get pregnant, and if I was to get pregnant, it would be a multiple pregnancy for sure. (The fertility drugs I would be taking would make me release 15-20 eggs at once, wow!) But ya'll don't be worried, you have to abstain from having sex for about a month. So basically, Tim will be locked in a basement, haha. But when they take out my Paragard I will be having the Mirena put in after. Has anyone used the Mirena?
I donated another eleven inches of hair to locks of love. My hair went from this..
to this...
It's quite a change, one that I'm not use to yet, but I love why I do it. There was a woman in the salon when I was doing it. My stylist, Kim, turns and looks at her and says "she's donating to locks of love again." The woman looks at me and says "thank you, you don't know what it means to us that people like you do this. I have been cancer free for 5 years, and you don't know how grateful I am that someone donated so I could have hair, but I love having my own hair again!"
It was nice.
So Mackenzie has officially stopped using her nooney (new-knee). I finally asked Sandy what it means...apparently that is what Tim called his pacifier as a baby since he couldn't say 'schnuller'. Schnuller is german for pacifier. I think it's adorable to think of Tim as Mackenzie and Madison's age, very cute. Anyway back to Mackenzie, she no longer needs a pacifier to go to bed. I don't like when kids past the age of 2 use a pacifier and it was driving me crazy that at nearly 3 she still was using one. So we just took it away cold turkey. It took one night and now she doesn't even ask for it anymore. YAY!! She is also going to the bathroom by herself which is exciting. She will be playing and jump up and say "Mackenzie is going potty, you leave me alone, i'm a big girl, I do it myself" haha. She is getting so big..it's crazy. Look at this picture I took the other day..doesn't she look so grown up?
Madison, oh Miss Madi. I say it every time, but she is just amazingly precious. I think every single person needs to spend at least 30 minutes with this child to understand why. She is just so sweet. She slept through the night last night, big thing. She normally wakes up at least once, but last night she slept straight through. Of course she was also up at 7 something..which sucked! She is officially eating normal adult food, no more gerber graduates or baby food. She won't eat if you try to feed her, she wants to do it all by herself. Such a big girl. She is also wearing 18-24 month size clothes, which is funny because she is sooo tiny. My baby girls are getting so big!!
I'll start with the parents, I always write about us last but i'll write about us first today!
So at the end of April we will be moving out of Colonial Grand and into my mother's house. We are ready to move tomorrow if we could. I am so tired of
living in this stupid apartment. It was nice when we didn't have neighbors, but gangsta boy upstairs drives me crazy. He is the loudest person I have ever experienced. He probably weighs 100lbs soaking wet, but he stomps like an elephant. Not only that but him and his buddies like to hang out by our front door and yell...and let their door slam...at all hours of the night. And don't even mention the rat they own that they believe is a dog. Damn thing stands in the stairwell and barks. Their stairs are smack dab in the middle of our apartment, thank you rat dog. So we are ready to move out of here. It will be nice to be able to let the girls play in my mother's back yard, instead of having to stay inside all day. We will put our stuff in storage while we are there. We plan on staying with her through the summer, so come August we will start looking for somewhere new..hopefully a house.
Tim gets to reapply for his plumbing test as of today. He won't be able to do it today though, he is in South Austin and his paper is here at the apartment. He only has to retake the questions portion, so he will be once again studying like crazy for a straight month. Who knows when his retest date will be, hopefully before May.
His birthday is next month, April 4th. I am trying to plan a fun night for him, i'm not sure what we will be doing yet though. I had thought we would go to a bar or a club or something, well he informs me today he would rather go to a sports bar and eat wings and drink and stuff. I'm not sure how many people would be interested in doing that. Of course his guy friends will, but I'm not sure that the girls will. Oh well, it's about him and what he wants.
He has been on a motorcycle kick for the past month. I posted a picture of him on a bike the other day, it's a bike he is really interested in. He has wanted a bike since he was 14, so it's just a matter of time before he gets one. I'm okay with it, as long as he stays off 35. He has decided to wait another year before he gets one, he wants to save up for a big down payment so his payments will be good.
So I have been chosen as a donor by another couple. I received a phone call from Texas Fertility Center yesterday and the woman said I was picked and the recipients wanted to know how many children I have and if I have anything coming up in the next 2 months that they should know about. I told them the only thing was my husband's birthday but that it was no big deal. I'm excited about it. Everyone keeps asking me if I'm just doing it for the money, which I'm not. While the money will be nice, it's not why I looked into it. I wrote a blog about why back in November/December, check it out if you don't believe me. So when they start doing the fertility drugs they will have to remove my Paragard IUD. All of the family is scared that I will get pregnant, and if I was to get pregnant, it would be a multiple pregnancy for sure. (The fertility drugs I would be taking would make me release 15-20 eggs at once, wow!) But ya'll don't be worried, you have to abstain from having sex for about a month. So basically, Tim will be locked in a basement, haha. But when they take out my Paragard I will be having the Mirena put in after. Has anyone used the Mirena?
I donated another eleven inches of hair to locks of love. My hair went from this..
to this...
It's quite a change, one that I'm not use to yet, but I love why I do it. There was a woman in the salon when I was doing it. My stylist, Kim, turns and looks at her and says "she's donating to locks of love again." The woman looks at me and says "thank you, you don't know what it means to us that people like you do this. I have been cancer free for 5 years, and you don't know how grateful I am that someone donated so I could have hair, but I love having my own hair again!"
It was nice.
So Mackenzie has officially stopped using her nooney (new-knee). I finally asked Sandy what it means...apparently that is what Tim called his pacifier as a baby since he couldn't say 'schnuller'. Schnuller is german for pacifier. I think it's adorable to think of Tim as Mackenzie and Madison's age, very cute. Anyway back to Mackenzie, she no longer needs a pacifier to go to bed. I don't like when kids past the age of 2 use a pacifier and it was driving me crazy that at nearly 3 she still was using one. So we just took it away cold turkey. It took one night and now she doesn't even ask for it anymore. YAY!! She is also going to the bathroom by herself which is exciting. She will be playing and jump up and say "Mackenzie is going potty, you leave me alone, i'm a big girl, I do it myself" haha. She is getting so big..it's crazy. Look at this picture I took the other day..doesn't she look so grown up?
Madison, oh Miss Madi. I say it every time, but she is just amazingly precious. I think every single person needs to spend at least 30 minutes with this child to understand why. She is just so sweet. She slept through the night last night, big thing. She normally wakes up at least once, but last night she slept straight through. Of course she was also up at 7 something..which sucked! She is officially eating normal adult food, no more gerber graduates or baby food. She won't eat if you try to feed her, she wants to do it all by herself. Such a big girl. She is also wearing 18-24 month size clothes, which is funny because she is sooo tiny. My baby girls are getting so big!!
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
I'll just tell everyone
So here is my blog so we don't get asked a million questions and have to explain it a million times.
Tim failed his plumbing test.
There were three sections to the test..
The questions, mechanical shopwork and Two-Story Rough-in of Drains, Wastes and Vents.
Tim failed the questions and passed the other two parts. He failed the test questions by 6 points.
He has to wait 30 days before he can reapply to take it again, and after he applies it will probably be another month or two before he can take the test. He only has to re-do the questions and not the whole thing, so that's a plus.
I'm telling everyone so he won't have too, he is pretty upset/bummed/depressed about not passing it after he thought he did really good. If anyone wants to send him some words of encouragement I'm sure he would appreciate it and could use them.
Tim failed his plumbing test.
There were three sections to the test..
The questions, mechanical shopwork and Two-Story Rough-in of Drains, Wastes and Vents.
Tim failed the questions and passed the other two parts. He failed the test questions by 6 points.
He has to wait 30 days before he can reapply to take it again, and after he applies it will probably be another month or two before he can take the test. He only has to re-do the questions and not the whole thing, so that's a plus.
I'm telling everyone so he won't have too, he is pretty upset/bummed/depressed about not passing it after he thought he did really good. If anyone wants to send him some words of encouragement I'm sure he would appreciate it and could use them.
Friday, February 6, 2009
My failed attempt
So I failed my attempt at watching children.
I had posted my ad on craigslist looking for a child to watch, I got tons of responses but one stuck out to me. It was a mom of two, looking for someone to watch her children Monday,Wednesday, Thursday and Friday every week.
Her children were the EXACT same age as Mackenzie and Madison so I thought it would be perfect, I was wrong.
Her oldest daughter kept hitting my kids repeatedly. She would hit them in their mouths, and she even hit me. She would back-talk and just argue with Mackenzie about everything. It was ridiculous. When I asked her to sit in the corner, for time out, she told me no. I can't physically make this child sit in the corner.
Not just that but the younger daughter bites and bit Madison's hand when they were playing. Yesterday she cried for 2.5 hours straight, without reason.
It was just a bad situation. Mackenzie refuses to eat while they are here and she won't take her naps. 3 years old is too young to stop taking naps. (If you're not a parent please don't tell me that it's an okay age for them to stop, you honestly don't know.) Mackenzie also has started regressing on her potty training since the older girl wasn't potty trained. She has wet the bed two times in the past 3 days and has started 'messing' in her pants. (She has been perfectly potty trained for the past week and a half.)
I sat down with the mom yesterday and told her that I won't be able to watch them anymore but I will watch them up through next Friday to give her time to find a new sitter. She said she understood, but I could tell she was upset. I just told her I had to put my family first and it wasn't a good situation for my children to be in.
I had posted my ad on craigslist looking for a child to watch, I got tons of responses but one stuck out to me. It was a mom of two, looking for someone to watch her children Monday,Wednesday, Thursday and Friday every week.
Her children were the EXACT same age as Mackenzie and Madison so I thought it would be perfect, I was wrong.
Her oldest daughter kept hitting my kids repeatedly. She would hit them in their mouths, and she even hit me. She would back-talk and just argue with Mackenzie about everything. It was ridiculous. When I asked her to sit in the corner, for time out, she told me no. I can't physically make this child sit in the corner.
Not just that but the younger daughter bites and bit Madison's hand when they were playing. Yesterday she cried for 2.5 hours straight, without reason.
It was just a bad situation. Mackenzie refuses to eat while they are here and she won't take her naps. 3 years old is too young to stop taking naps. (If you're not a parent please don't tell me that it's an okay age for them to stop, you honestly don't know.) Mackenzie also has started regressing on her potty training since the older girl wasn't potty trained. She has wet the bed two times in the past 3 days and has started 'messing' in her pants. (She has been perfectly potty trained for the past week and a half.)
I sat down with the mom yesterday and told her that I won't be able to watch them anymore but I will watch them up through next Friday to give her time to find a new sitter. She said she understood, but I could tell she was upset. I just told her I had to put my family first and it wasn't a good situation for my children to be in.
Friday, January 30, 2009
25 random things about me
25 Things about Me
1. I can't stand when words are spelled incorrectly or pronounced wrong. I can't stand when people use bad grammar. It makes my blood boil, and I want to slap them.
2. I use to love walking home from school when it was raining. It was the best feeling in the world. I haven't had the chance to play in the rain in years.
3. I have a phobia of cotton balls. I can't stand for them to touch me or be near me. Tim has to remove them out of the Tylenol bottles, thank God for him.
3. Garlic and onions make my mouth itch and make it hard for me to breathe. Please don't put them in my food. It won't kill me but it's not a very pleasant feeling.
4. I can't drive at night. Well I can, but not very well. The on-coming headlights have a glow about them, like a halo. It makes it hard to focus.
5. I'm addicted to caffeine. I am so addicted to caffeine that I have actually gone DAYS without drinking anything but soda. I drink more than 44 ounces of soda a day. If I go more than 12 hours without any caffeine I get terrible, painful migraines and can't function.
6. I exclusively breastfed, no formula, both my daughters for their first year of life. I had no emotional attachment to it whatsoever. I did it because it was free, and healthier for them.
7. I never thought I would be married and have children before the age of 25. Oddly enough I became a mother and a wife at the age of 18.
8. My mother and husband use to hate each other. They have now decided if anything goes bad between him and I, they get to keep each other. They honestly probably love each other more than either one of them love me.
9. I hate driving to a place I have never been too. If I get lost I will most likely end up having a mental breakdown in a parking lot, while crying on the phone to my mother or husband.
10. I suffer from chronic insomnia. It takes me at least 2-3 hours to fall asleep every night, and if I wake up in the middle of the night I can't fall back asleep.
11. I have a photographic memory. I realized this while in elementary school.
12. The first time I held a snake was on Thanksgiving Day 1997. My brother forced me to sit still as he put Monty the Python on my shoulders. I hated it, but since then I have had a love for snakes.
13. When I was in 7th and 8th grade I always wore a jacket wrapped around my waist. I was embarrassed that I didn't have any meat on my butt and thighs to fill out my jeans. The jacket hid that fact, but looking back, probably brought more attention to it.
14. I love photography and love taking pictures. I have taken more than 2,000 photos of my children in the past 2 years.
15. When I was little, I use to tell people "when I grow up I want to be a Dalmation". I was serious.
16. I was never scared of monsters or the boogeyman at bed time. I was always scared of gang-bangers and thieves. What can I say, as a child I use to watch "cops" before I went to bed.
17. I never have my blinds open. I am always worried that someone will be looking in on me. I blame this on number 16.
18. I have recently come to the conclussion that I am a neat freak. Not so much a clean-freak, but things HAVE to be in their specific place. It doesn't matter if they have an inch of dust on them, does it? ;)
19. I don't own a single pair of heels. I love stilletos, but don't own any clothes to match them, so why bother.
20. I still don't have a profession in mind. So far in the past 6 months I have wanted to become: a teacher, a vet technician, a photographer, a mechanic, a plumber, an electrician, a nurse, and many more things.
21. I have trust issues and self esteem issues. The two are connected and probably will always be there.
22. My feelings get hurt easily, but I normally won't tell you.
23. I'm from west Texas, all my family is from west Texas. I have an accent I have aquirred from being around them. If I am drinking or tired, it does come out. Be scared.
24. I suck terribly at cleaning, cooking and spending money. I am an awful girl. Thank God I married a man who is AMAZING and enjoys doing those exact things.
25. I love my brothers more than anything in this whole world. Even though they are pains in the ass. :)
1. I can't stand when words are spelled incorrectly or pronounced wrong. I can't stand when people use bad grammar. It makes my blood boil, and I want to slap them.
2. I use to love walking home from school when it was raining. It was the best feeling in the world. I haven't had the chance to play in the rain in years.
3. I have a phobia of cotton balls. I can't stand for them to touch me or be near me. Tim has to remove them out of the Tylenol bottles, thank God for him.
3. Garlic and onions make my mouth itch and make it hard for me to breathe. Please don't put them in my food. It won't kill me but it's not a very pleasant feeling.
4. I can't drive at night. Well I can, but not very well. The on-coming headlights have a glow about them, like a halo. It makes it hard to focus.
5. I'm addicted to caffeine. I am so addicted to caffeine that I have actually gone DAYS without drinking anything but soda. I drink more than 44 ounces of soda a day. If I go more than 12 hours without any caffeine I get terrible, painful migraines and can't function.
6. I exclusively breastfed, no formula, both my daughters for their first year of life. I had no emotional attachment to it whatsoever. I did it because it was free, and healthier for them.
7. I never thought I would be married and have children before the age of 25. Oddly enough I became a mother and a wife at the age of 18.
8. My mother and husband use to hate each other. They have now decided if anything goes bad between him and I, they get to keep each other. They honestly probably love each other more than either one of them love me.
9. I hate driving to a place I have never been too. If I get lost I will most likely end up having a mental breakdown in a parking lot, while crying on the phone to my mother or husband.
10. I suffer from chronic insomnia. It takes me at least 2-3 hours to fall asleep every night, and if I wake up in the middle of the night I can't fall back asleep.
11. I have a photographic memory. I realized this while in elementary school.
12. The first time I held a snake was on Thanksgiving Day 1997. My brother forced me to sit still as he put Monty the Python on my shoulders. I hated it, but since then I have had a love for snakes.
13. When I was in 7th and 8th grade I always wore a jacket wrapped around my waist. I was embarrassed that I didn't have any meat on my butt and thighs to fill out my jeans. The jacket hid that fact, but looking back, probably brought more attention to it.
14. I love photography and love taking pictures. I have taken more than 2,000 photos of my children in the past 2 years.
15. When I was little, I use to tell people "when I grow up I want to be a Dalmation". I was serious.
16. I was never scared of monsters or the boogeyman at bed time. I was always scared of gang-bangers and thieves. What can I say, as a child I use to watch "cops" before I went to bed.
17. I never have my blinds open. I am always worried that someone will be looking in on me. I blame this on number 16.
18. I have recently come to the conclussion that I am a neat freak. Not so much a clean-freak, but things HAVE to be in their specific place. It doesn't matter if they have an inch of dust on them, does it? ;)
19. I don't own a single pair of heels. I love stilletos, but don't own any clothes to match them, so why bother.
20. I still don't have a profession in mind. So far in the past 6 months I have wanted to become: a teacher, a vet technician, a photographer, a mechanic, a plumber, an electrician, a nurse, and many more things.
21. I have trust issues and self esteem issues. The two are connected and probably will always be there.
22. My feelings get hurt easily, but I normally won't tell you.
23. I'm from west Texas, all my family is from west Texas. I have an accent I have aquirred from being around them. If I am drinking or tired, it does come out. Be scared.
24. I suck terribly at cleaning, cooking and spending money. I am an awful girl. Thank God I married a man who is AMAZING and enjoys doing those exact things.
25. I love my brothers more than anything in this whole world. Even though they are pains in the ass. :)
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
an update
So here is my update, since I haven't since December.
I will start with Madison since she has the longest list to write about.
She is seriously one of the sweetest babies I have ever seen, and not just because she is mine. She loves to cuddle and give kisses and hugs. She is a quiet girl but she lets you know she is around.
She has been pretty silent for the past 6 months, but in the past two weeks has just become a jabber box. Its pretty cute. She said 'Opa' last week, clear as day. Twice too. Tim's dad had come over to help set up the wireless internet so Tim could play xbox live, and he was standing in the kitchen and she was sitting on the couch and goes "opa". I was the only one who heard it that time but then she walked into the kitchen, lifted her arms to him and said it again. It was really cute!! So far she has only said, mama, dada an opa. haha, seriously that's it, oh and uh-oh. Told you she was quiet. She loves to climb up in your lap with a book and have you read to her, her favorites are the ones she got for Christmas. They are sesame street beginnings books.
She is also pretty tough for her age, anyone who knows Mackenzie, knows Madison has to be. She doesn't really enjoy playing with kids her own age but prefers older toddlers, around 2-3 years old. She can hold her own with them too. Children at that age don't really understand the concept of sharing and tend to take away toys a lot. Madison will hold tight to a toy and if a child tries to take it she will scream to get an adult's attention. I'm pretty impressed that she doesn't just start crying like most kids. She also doesn't cry if she falls or trips, she just stands up and dusts it off.
Oh yeah, she's still sleeping through the night, woohoo! She also has a new interest in the potty. Thank god. Mackenzie is helping with that one, which is pretty cute. Every time Madison goes to the potty Mackenzie tells her 'be a big girl and go in the potty', Madison will sit there and then Mackenzie will tell her 'good job'. It's cute.
Mackenzie has a new cute thing that she does, she sings. Not those kiddy songs either, songs off the radio. Her favorites are "I'm yours", "Heartless" and "Womanizer". She's actually pretty good too. Quite cute.
She is starting to take naps in panties. She doesn't wear diapers during the day, but normally when she sleeps. She has recently started waking up with dry diapers after a nap so I'm starting to do panties. She still wakes up with a wet diaper in the mornings though, so I'm not THAT brave yet.
So Tim's test is on the 4th of February, and he is very nervous. I know he will do great regardless but he is still nervous. He is going to be studying like crazy from now til then. Our friend Matt has 7,000 hours and works with the Union so he has been helping Tim study. I'm so excited for Tim to finally be a licensed plumber and hopefully get his own truck, soon!
Anyway, that's my update.
And just because we got a kick out of how small Madison's bites are
I will start with Madison since she has the longest list to write about.
She is seriously one of the sweetest babies I have ever seen, and not just because she is mine. She loves to cuddle and give kisses and hugs. She is a quiet girl but she lets you know she is around.
She has been pretty silent for the past 6 months, but in the past two weeks has just become a jabber box. Its pretty cute. She said 'Opa' last week, clear as day. Twice too. Tim's dad had come over to help set up the wireless internet so Tim could play xbox live, and he was standing in the kitchen and she was sitting on the couch and goes "opa". I was the only one who heard it that time but then she walked into the kitchen, lifted her arms to him and said it again. It was really cute!! So far she has only said, mama, dada an opa. haha, seriously that's it, oh and uh-oh. Told you she was quiet. She loves to climb up in your lap with a book and have you read to her, her favorites are the ones she got for Christmas. They are sesame street beginnings books.
She is also pretty tough for her age, anyone who knows Mackenzie, knows Madison has to be. She doesn't really enjoy playing with kids her own age but prefers older toddlers, around 2-3 years old. She can hold her own with them too. Children at that age don't really understand the concept of sharing and tend to take away toys a lot. Madison will hold tight to a toy and if a child tries to take it she will scream to get an adult's attention. I'm pretty impressed that she doesn't just start crying like most kids. She also doesn't cry if she falls or trips, she just stands up and dusts it off.
Oh yeah, she's still sleeping through the night, woohoo! She also has a new interest in the potty. Thank god. Mackenzie is helping with that one, which is pretty cute. Every time Madison goes to the potty Mackenzie tells her 'be a big girl and go in the potty', Madison will sit there and then Mackenzie will tell her 'good job'. It's cute.
Mackenzie has a new cute thing that she does, she sings. Not those kiddy songs either, songs off the radio. Her favorites are "I'm yours", "Heartless" and "Womanizer". She's actually pretty good too. Quite cute.
She is starting to take naps in panties. She doesn't wear diapers during the day, but normally when she sleeps. She has recently started waking up with dry diapers after a nap so I'm starting to do panties. She still wakes up with a wet diaper in the mornings though, so I'm not THAT brave yet.
So Tim's test is on the 4th of February, and he is very nervous. I know he will do great regardless but he is still nervous. He is going to be studying like crazy from now til then. Our friend Matt has 7,000 hours and works with the Union so he has been helping Tim study. I'm so excited for Tim to finally be a licensed plumber and hopefully get his own truck, soon!
Anyway, that's my update.
And just because we got a kick out of how small Madison's bites are
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