No. No. No.

Tonight I was only able to get my Lamictal, folic acid/B12/B6 combo, & 1/2 of my prenatal vitamin down. I got the DHA part, but not the big white part. I guess I’ll try again at lunch tomorrow. It wasn’t really worth trying again. I didn’t want to waste Lamictal. :/

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I know this is old news…

but I just wanted to get an abbreviated version of our “journey” down.

  • August 2008 -started trying to get pregnant
  • October 28, 2008 -found out I was pregnant
  • December 8, 2008 -pregnancy not viable
  • December 10, 2008 -D&C
  • January 2009-February 2010 -lots of peeing on sticks, cursing, and no ovulation
  • Late February/Early March 2010 -ovulation!!!
  • March 10, 2010 -went to doctor & got Clomid rx
  • March 18, 2010 -positive pregnancy test (okay, 3 positive tests!), tears, & jumping around.

I’m still laughing over the unused Clomid rx on our blackboard. Figures I’d get pregnant the first month I ovulate & the month I decide to go in to talk about fertility drugs!

Even with the sporadic mild nausea, occasional throwing up, & heartburn, it still doesn’t quite seem real. I guess it will be a little more real once we have the first ultrasound. I’m actually excited about getting the blood work done at the end of the week even though I already know I’m pregnant.

Now, I’m still refusing to have “morning” sickness, but if I do & one person says what a good sign it is… I’m going to shove my foot so far up their… Okay, you get the picture!

I no longer believe in good & bad signs for any pregnancy. There are symptoms you may or may not have. They don’t foreshadow a positive or negative outcome of the pregnancy. Sometimes you’re just lucky to have an easy pregnancy & sometimes you’re not.

I’m very proud of myself that I haven’t told a bunch of people. So far the list includes family (my side only), Jeremy, Lena, & one of my vampire girls. I’m excited, but I just don’t feel the need to tell everyone. It’s kind of nice having this to ourselves for now. If I get sick (which won’t happen because I refuse to have “morning” sickness) I don’t know how long I’ll be able to hold off telling people. We’ll see. For now I’m just taking it one day at a time.

Now if I could just stay awake. I don’t think I’ve ever slept so much in my life.

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How could a simple phone call make me so aggro?

I decided that I had to tell my dad. I hadn’t planned on it at all. I was going to wait until we told other people, but I was worried that it would somehow get back to him.

Here’s my logic:

Mom > Brock > Darci > Tab > someone who knows my uncle Bob > Bob > Dad

or

Mom > someone she works with who knows Bob’s wife > Bob’s wife > the step-whore > Dad

or

Brock > Bob > Dad

Any of those (or one of many other combinations) resulted in the same thing: an Eeyore conversation with my dad about why I didn’t tell him & how he had to hear it from someone else. So I called. Oy. Why did I call? It’s been 2 days, so I can’t remember everything, but here are some high points.

  • Me: Dad, I’m pregnant.
  • Dad: Oh…
  • Dad: So what are we going to do differently this time around?
  • Me: … *stammer* I’m not sure
  • Dad: You’re going to quit working? Rest more?
  • Me: I haven’t worked since before graduation.
  • Me: We’re reevaluating our travel plans based on how I feel. We’re supposed to go to Europe for 2 weeks in June…
  • Dad: Nope. In June you need to be in your pool resting. You don’t need to be traveling.
  • Me: My doctor said it’s fine to fly. Flight attendants get pregnant & still fly all the time.
  • Dad: Nope. I don’t like it. You need to stay home.
  • Me: Well, I have to fly in September to go to Brock & Darci’s wedding.
  • Dad: No, I think we’ll rent a RV & all drive up together.
  • Me: No, I’ll take my chances flying.
  • Me: I go in to get the blood work done at the end of next week.
  • Dad: Oh, so you haven’t even been in yet?
  • Me: No, but I’ve done 3 tests and they are all positive.
  • Dad: Well, you still need to go in right?
  • Me: Yes, I’ll be going in at the end of next week.
  • Dad: Looks like we’ll both be going in to the doctor. I have to see my cardiologist at the end of next week.
  • Me: *Sigh* Yes, let’s make this about you Well, that won’t be a fun visit.

He wants to have lunch early next week. I’m willing to bet that he doesn’t call or email me. (Which I am fine with.)

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I refuse to have "morning" sickness

It’s just not going to happen. I will not have hyperemesis again & I’ve decided that I am not going to have any morning sickness what-so-ever. This is going to be a picture perfect pregnancy.

Oh wait. The nausea started the day before I got a positive test. Oh crap, that’s right, I was nauseous a lot yesterday. Whatever. That doesn’t mean I’ll have heartburn. Shit. Damn. Hell. I’ve had heartburn almost all day today.

Okay, I’ve decided from here on out this will be the model pregnancy. Just hand me my Tums first.

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This is the beginning

Yep. Starting a new blog with a quote from True Blood. Come on though, it’s from this scene. Can you really blame me? Warning do not watch with children around. Video shows Anna Paquin’s boob, & has Spanish subtitles for some reason, but it’s worth watching to see so much of ASkars as Eric.

We’ve decided not to tell people that I’m pregnant until I’m further along. It’s not that we’re superstitious or expecting to miscarry. It’s mainly because… well, people can be asshats without even trying. After the miscariage I had people say “Don’t you wish you hadn’t told anyone now?” & “Oh, Yeah, you really shouldn’t tell people until you’re further along.” Gah!

I don’t want to have a single person say to me “Oh, are you sure you should be talking about this so soon after what happened the last time?” I really don’t want to smack anyone, so this is for the best.

So far the list of people we’ve told totals 6 people and only Jeremy is not biologically family. (We consider him to be family.) I’ll post about the phone call with my dad tomorrow. What a turd.

This will be the home of all my pregnancy related whining, bitching, and crying for at least the next 3 months. After that, I plan on moving all of these posts over to my so charmed life and continuing to whine, bitch, and cry there.

I’ll try to do an actual post tomorrow, but for now I’m going to sleep.

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Racking up those frequent flyer miles

  • March – San Francisco
  • April – NYC
  • June -Paris & London

Now I need to fly somewhere in May. Where should I go?

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On my way to atrophy

I’ve got kidney stones. Again. I started having pain on Wednesday but couldn’t really attribute it to anything. It wasn’t terrible, so I figured it would go away. Friday I passed a small kidney stone. I haven’t done much of anything other than take Vicodin, pee, cuddle with the puppies, and hang out in bed since then.

I’ve passed 6 stones now, but luckily they’ve all been fairly small. Unfortunately, I missed my French classes this week, but the professor was covering things I already know from my first French class.

Things I know from hanging out in one room of my house:

  • I really need to repaint the guest bedroom. The paint is uneven and part of the wall peeled off when the vent fell down a few years ago.
  • West Elm used the exact paint color I have in mind for the tile room/kitchen in one of their pictures. Now I just need to figure out what color it is. Oh, and work up the motivation to paint.
  • Zoë needs a significant amount of playtime every day to be happy. I didn’t realize how much I play with her during the day before I wasn’t really up to it.
  • Maggie sleeps around 20 hours per day. Maybe she’s part cat? How od I know she’s sleeping? She snores. A lot.
  • Maggie sheds. Again, a lot. I vacuumed last night because the tan carpet looked black. It was all Maggie hair. It had been a week since I vacuumed and I had to clean the vacuüm out 3 times for one room.
  • My neighbors are loud. One in particular likes to screech at no one in particular while she walks her dogs. I’m thinking schizophrenia perhaps?
  • Loud neighbors = non-stop barking from Zoë. Her pitch is very high and she hurts my ears when she really gets going. If the crazy lady* is by our house too long Zoë starts howling.
  • From this room, I can hear the phone ringing in the house next door. That might be because Mr. Lanier is really old & can’t hear anything, but I like to think it’s because he’s annoying.
  • I have a lot of shoes. I counted 36 pair** on the shoe rack, but there are more in the closet. In my defense, I wear almost all of them. I have a few work shoes that I don’t wear anymore, but most of the rest are in active rotation.
  • Baby likes to sleep at my feet across the bed. She takes up as much room as possible and makes it impossible for me to stretch my legs.
  • There actually is a limit to what you can do online before you get bored out of your mind.

Here’s hoping that lucky #7 will be the end of the kidney stone fiasco of 2010!

*WordPress spell check thinks that lady is “bias language”. It wanted me to change it to crazy ‘woman’. Wonder what it would think of me calling her a crazy ‘broad’, or a crazy ‘dame’?

**This is after Zoë began eating my shoes and brought me down by about 5 pair.

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Vacation Part I

So, I graduated in May. I’d do a post on it, but just really don’t have it in me. It was nice, and feels great to be finally finished. Mom & Jaeden came down to surprise me, which was awesome. My dad flirted with my mom at my post-graduation lunch, which was disturbing.

What have I been doing since graduation? Traveling, getting sick, & a whole bunch of nothing. The traveling part has been awesome. The being sick every vacation has not been. The nothing means I have no amusing stories from the pharmacy.

I’ve decided to make this into 2 posts so it’s not so long. The first will be about our trip to Europe and the second will be about our trip to Japan with Dan, Jeremy, and Matt.

September 25-October 12 we were in Europe while JH & Ashlea watched the girls for us. Misha had to go to Amsterdam & London for business & I decided to tag along. Our first stop was Paris. I am now in love with Paris. The first time I liked it somewhat, but the second time I decided that I love it there. As in I want to have babies with it.

Le Tour Eiffel as seen from outside of Le Palais de Tokyo

le Tour Eiffel as seen from Palais de Tokyo

We decided just to relax & let things happen in Paris. We had a list of things we wanted to do, but didn’t plan out our days too much. I wanted to go back to Versailles because we missed so much the first time, but we slept in too late the day we planned on going. We really wanted to go to le potager du roi (vegetable garden created during the reign of Louis XIV) but we were still sleeping when it closed for the week. I think we will try to go next time we are in Paris. In addition to the vegetables, you can buy jams made from fruit grown in the garden. What an awesome gift that would have been for a certain UH professor/French historian!

We rented a loft & will do that next time too. It was nice having our own space with a kitchenette, washer/dryer, etc. In 2008 we rented an apartment in Saint Germain but this trip we stayed in Montorgueil. I would love to stay in le Marais next time (I could get the best falafel I’ve ever had almost any time I wanted it!) We had a lot of fun just walking through different areas & going to the markets. Misha, of course, loved the meals the most!

View of Notre Dame at night across the Seine

View of Notre Dame at night across the Seine

I cannot get over how beautiful Paris is at night. A lot of cities are pretty at night with all the lights, but there was something about Paris. We really liked the Luxembourg gardens & the Tuileries. We went to the Place de la Concorde, where the guillotine was erected during the revolution. Fun French Revolution fact: during the heart of the revolution, the revolutionary government renamed the Place de la Concorde the Place de la Révolution. Louis XV, Marie Antionette, and somewhat ironically, Maximilien Robespierre were all guillotined in this square.

As you can imagine, I totally geeked out at the historical sites and went crazy on our last day when we got to go to the opening of the French Revolution exhibit at the Carnavalet Museum, (the museum of Paris history). We couldn’t read most of the information, but I think I impressed Misha with my knowledge & explanations. (Perhaps he doesn’t think my degree is such a waste now!) I was quite disappointed that they glossed over The Terror, but it is understandable. Interesting to study, but not a very proud event in French history.

Courtyard at the Paris Museum (Musée Carnavalet)

Courtyard of the Musée Carnavalet (Paris history museum)

After Paris, our next stop was Copenhagen. Copenhagen is another really pretty city. Living in Houston (where almost nothing is preserved) it is amazing going to these cities where the architecture is stunning & there is so much history. I’d like to go back because we were only there for a few days, and it was so damn cold while we were there. We like to walk around cities & I needed a much heavier coat in Copenhagen! I’m shivering just thinking about it.

Copenhagen at night

Those are swans near the center of the picture.

We happened to be visiting Copenhagen while the Obamas were there for the Olympic bids & announcements. We saw a large crowd in the square across from our hotel and found out that was where they were doing the announcements. We went over there and watched for about an hour before returning to the hotel. All of the Danes were rooting for Chicago, but there were a surprising number of people there for Tokyo (many of them were dressed as Pikachu).

The square where Olympic announcements were made. Note the Japanese delegation dressed as Pikachu.

The people there we so nice. I swear, the Danes are the happiest people on earth. They are just all so friendly. The only people who weren’t were the woman at the front desk at our hotel (I think she was German though) and an Australian waiter at a restaurant. With the Obamas in town we came across one slightly disgruntled cab driver. He was upset that the roads had been shut down earlier in the day and complained that Michelle Obama had an eight car entourage when the Queen of Denmark only requires one car when she is there. I assured him that the cars were probably for Oprah!

Our last day & 1/2 in Copenhagen weren’t very much fun. It was even colder and was pouring rain. As I was starting to feel sick, I decided to stay at the hotel our last full day there trying to rest. If we ever go to Sweden, (I really want to see Stockholm) I’d like to go back to Copenhagen for a few days to see more of the city. Misha would like to go back just to eat at NOMA again.

At the Lego store in Copenhagen (We took this picture for Jaeden)

We went to Amsterdam next & Misha had to start working. I was starting to feel worse & only went out a few times while Misha was working. The last day there I didn’t want to stay in the hotel anymore and wanted to see more of the city. We were staying in a much nicer area than our trip in 2008 and I walked around there and went down to look at some of the stalls at the flower markets. Having been to Amsterdam twice now, I really don’t have any desire to go back. Parts of it are pretty, but I think there are many other places I would like to go to.

Floating flower market in Amsterdam

The highlights of the trip to Amsterdam were getting chocolates at Puccini Bomboni, getting chips at Chipsy King (see husband’s blog post from 2008 for more on that), & eating at the Pancake Bakery. We brought some chocolates back for JH & Ashlea as well as our friend Alison (she really liked them). Once Misha finished his own chocolates, it took considerable effort on my part to convince him not to eat the ones we brought home as gifts.

So good.

The last stop on our extended vacation/work trip was London. I love London. I adore London. It’s really too bad that I was so sick I didn’t want to eat or get out of bed. We stayed at the Hotel Indigo at Paddington station and it was lovely. After a problem with the thermostat in our room, we moved to a slightly larger room & then their biggest room for our last 3 days.

Very pretty, but itty bitty room.

I forced myself to go to the British Museum our first day because I really wanted to see the Rosetta Stone. I saw most of the museum, but did it very quickly. I wanted to get the hell out of there because it was apparently kids day. There were school children in their uniforms running around everywhere. The last thing I wanted to deal with while I was sick were screaming children. When we went to London with Dan & Tara in 2007, we were amazed at how well-behaved the British children were. Yeah, not these kids. I’m not sure if it was the lack of supervision (the teachers were mostly ignoring them) or what, but they were wild!

Over the rest of the week I made myself to walk around the area we stayed in, but didn’t do much else during the day. I went out to dinner with Misha at night, but missed out on so much of the city. I hope that I’ll be able to tag along another time when Misha has to go back. Once we got home it took me over a week before I felt better. Major suck.

Portobello Road Market on a Saturday. Insanity.

While I was bedridden in London, I read the entire Southern Vampire Mysteries series (aka Sookie Stackhouse novels) on my Kindle and quickly decided that I’m totally Team Eric. I watched season 1 of True Blood on the plane back to Houston and got season 2 once we got home. Much of True Blood annoys me (like setting up Bill as the hero & Eric the villain, oh and don’t even get me started on the extended maenad storyline) but the eye candy of the series makes it quite nice.

I’ll work on Part II, our Japan trip, soon. Well, hopefully I will. I’m waiting for Misha to put the pictures up still. (Spoiler: I got sick in Japan too.)

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It’s been a year…

We lost our Isabell exactly one year ago today. It still breaks my heart and I miss my her & think about her every day.

Ashlea was right… I’ll never quit missing her, but it does hurt a little less now. To avoid crying again, I’ve decided to post a few pictures of our girl.  I’m sure that a few of them are repeats, but I wanted to include them in this post.

Bell Bug & Mommy

Bell Bell & Daddy are in love

The sisters when they were much younger pups.

Mommy & her girls in 2007

She was so mad that she wouldn't stop barking until I took the costume off of her

Take at the Omni in Dallas during Ike. Saddest hurricane evacuee ever.

Taken soon after her cancer surgery. She needed some comfort from her sister.

Bell & Mommy are exhausted while studying during finals week.

Our happy girl

My favorite picture of Isabell.

We miss you Bell Bug.

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Please go away

Why are there some people who just do not have a fucking clue? You know, the person who you avoid like the plague. You want to explain that if you wanted to spend time with them you would be in contact. “Don’t call me, I’ll call you (asshole).”

One such person in my life is the woman I call my step-whore. This would be the woman my Dad had an affair with & then married when I was in elementary school. I have no relationship with her, nor do I desire one. If I never heard from her again it would be too soon.

So, I’m sure the tens of you who read this are wondering what brought this rant on. The bitch tried to add me as a friend on Facebook. I didn’t care about that. I just laughed, said “Hell to the no!”, denied the request and moved on.

A few days later I get an email from my dad telling me that he needs to “talk to me about a couple of things, no big deal to [him]”. I went to lunch & found out that the step-whore made him talk to me because I denied her friend request. Seriously. No kidding. For real. You can’t make this shit up!

She whined to him because I am a big meanie head & denied her friend request. He asked me to have lunch with him & asked me to consider her request to make it easier on him. I’ve considered it and my answer is still no.

She was shitty to us (especially to my brother) when we were younger and I see no reason to have her in my life. It’s not like I go out of my way to be mean to her, I don’t anything her. The woman simply doesn’t exist as far as I’m concerned. Once I give my dad the shirt he asked me to bring back from Tokyo (he paid for it) she will be out of my life. Well, that is until I have to see her at my brother’s wedding in September. Damn it.

*updated 8/21/10 to change title because lots of strange searches land on this post

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