Let It Snow Let It Snow Let It Snow

They've been talking about a snowstorm all day long. Everyone has been in that pre storm frenzy feeling. I like the excitement that surrounds it, but I've been waiting ALL DAY for this damn storm to blow in. Well it's 9pm and sometime in the last hour it started falling and it's falling FAST! Everything has a solid white layer now. Maybe we will get that 8-15inches they are predicting!

Some Good News

Head over to Getupgrrl to see her good news!

Love

Emily needs a bit of love and support. Please go show her some.

I'm a Mommy's girl too. Mommy says I look just like my Daddy when I make this face.  

Mommy is so warm and comfy. 

Grammy, turn that camera off so I can have some dinner! 

Bitter Betty

Christmas is over for one side of the family. Yeehaw. And I'm glad it's over with. Let me just say though, that Erichs family isn't one for great gift giving and all. Not that I want to sound like the ungrateful bitch that I am, but ya know. My MIL gave Magdalena a christmas doll (that she bought while I was with her last year. I'm surprised she was able to hold on to it that long), some zwieback toast, and some biter biscuits. I'm really dumbfounded as to why she gave her food. Does she look malnourished or something? Oh and here is the kicker. She gave Magdalena a pair of pajamas that are 12-18 months. This would make more sense to you if I told you that Magdalena is just now starting to fit into 6-9month pj's and I TOLD her this before. She told me "oh she'll start growing really fast soon." Um, no? Weight gain and such tapers off at the END of the first year, not starts going like crazy. She's a good five pounds away from even being in the weight range for these pajamas. Well, I guess next year she'll have some warm pjs... urgh.

Here is where if you are recently pregnant/pregnant you stop reading because I'm about to go on a big whiney vent.


See, there are lots of people getting pregnant. Don't get me wrong, I'm really am happy for these people. But, I'm having a really hard time showing it. I'm really a Bitter Betty because **I** want to be pregnant. And my chart shows that nothing is happening down there and if I seriously have to sit through one more cycle of nothing to get clomid, I am going to go postal. It's hard to contain my unhappiness and let the happiness shine through for people who are pregnant. Because (I've said this before) I really AM happy that it worked for them. I'm really UNHAPPY with my body and it's inability to do one tiny simple thing... ovulate.

Hungry?

Here is the menu for this afternoons meal.

Portebello Mushroom and Cracked Black Pepper Pork Loin
Baked Potatoes
Green Bean Casserole
Corn Casserole
Steamed Carrots
Rolls
Dutch Apple Pie

I'm sure there will be leftovers. Why am I making such a huge meal for 7 people (plus Magdalena)? Oh yeah because it's Christmas and we didn't have a big meal for Thanksgiving.

GET TO WORK!

That is what is screaming in my head right now. Erich's family will be here in 3 hours and 45 minutes and I still have a sink full of dishes, no baking accomplished, Magdalena's in her pajamas (as am I) and I don't feel like doing any of it. Bah Humbug.

I did clean the LR and dining room (well made it more than presentable) and vacuumed. I'd like to get down and mop but need a babysitter (aka Daddy) to help with Magdalena so that I can do that. It doesn't **have** to be done but it always smells really good afterwards (not that it smells bad in here mind you.)

Yesterday, I got a rug from Lowes. Erich says it looks like a burlap sack. Merry Christmas Suzanne! It was no where near the expense of all the power tools that he got for Christmas. Can you tell we don't wait? lol We always end up shopping and then he sees something he likes that he wants for Christmas but he has to have it **now** because "I have a project that I'm working on that it would be perfect for!" So I always wrap the empty box. :) Hey, I can't spend hundreds of dollars on christmas and have an empty tree now can I? He also told me that he had wanted to buy me a dryer for Christmas. Man, we're getting old aren't we? Because honestly a dryer sounded pretty thrilling to me. :)

I'm going back to get to work. Magdalena needs her nap now since we've been up for about two hours. Maybe if I can get her to sleep I can mop quickly and start on the kitchen. I'll post pictures later of M in her Christmas dress and my rug. :)

Firefox

I'm using firefox now. Now I just need to figure out bloglines...

Merry Christmas! All of our gifts but two or so are under there! The pictures on the wall are of my father (who died when I was 9) and my mom and dad's wedding portrait. ( I have it since she can't really hang it up in her house with my stepdad.) 

This is our gift from Santa this year. He brought it a bit early. 

Chanting...

"I love my husband he is the greatest. I love my husband he is the greatest...."

So for a few days there has been this soury smell in the kitchen. I've been searching high and low for it. I put a new refridgerator deodorizer in, searched for rotten food, moved the microwave, and cleaned the drains out with baking soda and vinegar. Erich always says it's me, haha. So anyways, I decided to move this dresser and mop underneath it. I was on the phone with Erich while doing this. So I move the dresser and what do I find? A banana. A black banana that is. I say, "oh gross Erich there is a banana under here." His response? "Oh yeah, I meant to go after that. Man that was a long time ago." Grrr.

BB#2

Okay, so here is the lowdown. I started my period again. It is obvious by my last chart that ovulation did not occur. Dr. B (my obgyn) wants me to cycle 2 more times and then we can do clomid.

At the appointment on November 22 we talked about my PCOS. She believes that I am very borderline if I have it at all and was not pleased with the way things were handled last time. She thinks that since I didn't bleed when they gave me clomid that I might have already been pregnant or ovulated on my own. She doesn't have a problem with TTC and breastfeeding but she wanted me to wean when I got pregnant. (Heh, that won't happen but I thought it best to leave that discussion for another day) So three cycles (1 down and I'm in the middle of the 2nd cycle) and then the drugs will come my way. I don't have to wait the 6 months since I have a previous diagnosis of infertility due to PCOS. Wee.

Before anyone may think of leaving a comment and flaming me for my decision to take clomid while nursing, please know that I have done my share of research on the subject. I have made an educated decision with the help of breastfeeding peers who have taken clomid, LLL leaders, LLL friends, and my healthcare provider. Please know that I would never intentionally do anything that would harm Magdalena, myself, or any future children.

We did talk a great deal about a VBAC and how my labor was handled. I'll have to address that in a different post, but it was very interesting. I'll try tomorrow, okay? :)

Magdalena is chilling in my lap. She's in that half second right before your eyes shut permanently. 

Apparently nursing wasn't needed, she fell asleep in my lap. 

Update

Wow, where does time go? Every time I approach the computer Magdalena decides she wants to wake up/nurse/me to play with her... The list grows. I've been writing down things that I'd like to update you on when I sit down to read my favorites quickly. Magdalena was playing happily with her keyboard but that has ended. ---- There now she's nursing. We rearranged some furniture and made ourselves an L shaped computer table which has made it a little easier to nurse an ever growing baby. So here goes with the list (and it's long folks...)

• Magdalena has the stomach flu. I called the doctor only to see if it was okay to give her some Pedialyte. I figured she was fine and has the runs considering that she was happy and wet (eyes, nose, mouth, bottom.) The triage nurse made it sound like I was awful for not wanting to bring her in since "little babies get bad fast." SO I felt like bad mother of the year and took her in. She needed the second dose of prevnar anyways so I figured I could kill two birds with one stone. (I'm not paying that copay to often. And January 1st our copay goes from $10 to $20. Ouch.) Magdalena weighs 17lbs 3oz. (3oz of diaper) So I'm not thinking she is going to make my prediction of 18lbs. We saw the doctor on call and I DO NOT like her. She quizzed me trying to find something "that I'm doing wrong." (her words) When she couldn't find anything ie am I giving her cows milk (yeah through my milk. heh) she started to hassle me about giving her vitamins. Grr. She doesn't need vitamins. My milk is perfect for her and she's been drinking city water and gets exposed to sunlight. The lady drove me nuts. Oh well.

• Magdalena can now climb an entire flight of stairs without trying to sit down or losing her balance. We've caught her standing on her own and can walk along things with one hand now. She does the "indian call" and she also claps Patty Cake. (She claps and says Pa Pa Baby Pa Pa Baby. Very cute) She also likes to crawl over the tub and stand up and say "Baa Baa!" It's amazing the things she picks up on a daily basis. She's a little sponge.

• Chris has become a blog I check frequently. I really like her, she's funny, and she's about to have a baby! So if you haven't discovered this wonderful woman, please do so.

• Magdalena is cutting teeth like crazy. I've discovered the teeth numbers 7 and 8 have appeared and I can see the white nubs of numbers 9, 10, 11, and 12. Wowee. Poor baby.

• Erich continues his job search. He has a job now, but since completing his degree he is working on finding a better job. He is currently in a situation where he really has no room to grow. He is applying internally for different branches and is really just looking everywhere. He is look at even relocating though hasn't looked on the East Coast (where some of my favorite blogger gals live. hrmph.) He's looking at Cincy, Chicago, and St. Louis but honestly I'd like to stay around here. I like being close to my Mom. I'm hoping he finds something around here. I don't mind moving to Illinois or Ohio but I DON'T want to move to Missouri.

• I'm thinking about Magdalena's Birthday Party. We are having a princess party because she is a princess, remember? More details to follow once I get there. I should start thinking about it but honestly I'm trying to get through the holidays.

Okay, I need to update about BB#2 but I need to nurse Magdalena to sleep. I'm going to update the BB#2 stuff in two minutes. Promise.

BB#2

Okay, so yesterday I typed us this nice post telling you about my doctors appointment last week and all the Baby Business #2 stuff. I'll update about the appointment later because Magdalena is due for another nap, but I will say that I was worried that I didn't ovulate and that I was none to thrilled about waiting around for something that wasn't going to happen. So I called my OBGYN and they said I needed to wait until I was on CD42!!! Ah, that's a long time away. But you see I started to bleed today, cycle day 26. Weird. So **insert evil snicker** the nurse told me to fax the chart when I completed one full cycle or completed the first level (which is 42 days.) Since I started bleeding I'm officially on CD1! yippee. Now I'm going to fax this chart over on Monday and see what she can make of the screwy numbers that is my chart. For reference you can see it here and tell me what you think of it. It kinda looks like those stock market charts to me. ;)

IOU

an update, but I have a list of reasons why it isn't going to happen tonight. I have a sore throat that is getting worse and I seem to think I've caught Erichs sore throat. I'm EXHAUSTED. Magdalena has ripped everything out of every drawer in reach so I must take these 45 minutes that she is asleep and pick it up before I go back up to her and get stuck there. (I put her to bed around 8ish and she sleeps 45minutes to 1hour and then I go nurse her again and she sleeps till about 1am.) My Xmas decorations exploded all over the living room and really really need to be sorted, tossed, or put in their proper home. My husband is extremely upset that the explosion occurred Sunday evening and I'm having trouble cleaning up the rubble. There are dishes to be done, floors to be mopped, and scratches on the wood to be dyed brown with Old English. (With Ella gone, there isn't a crazy dog running wild putting scratches here and there but mainly on the stairs. I'm happy to report that she is still alive and happy and healthy and Gracy is very happy to be alone again! :) )

The lady I watch in the mornings is in the hospital (due to my great care. I didn't make her sick I promise, but I did catch that something was wrong and got her to the doctor.) I'll post about that stuff later. Oy. It's been one helluva week in that part of my life.

Excuse me while I retire to my bed for some desperately needed rest.

I got my haircut today, what do you think? I can't help that my face isn't perfection... heh. I'll take a better picture when I look better, but how is the cut? It's my xmas present from my Mother who constantly bugs me about the state of my hair.