Summer has been crazy and crazy hot! Mother had knee surgery August 1st. She arrived in June right before Byron was born. Byron is my brother's baby.
She had knee problems since the spring time but we found out here that she had a torn meniscus. Her doctor was Dr. Fain. He was the nicest doctor ever! The surgery was successful. I had to help her with her rehab. I set the alarm clock for every 30 minutes to get her up to do her exercises. She was in another world most of the time. The only hard part was on my body. I had to help her up and down and off of the equipment. At night I started cramping but I didn't say anything b/c her situation was worse than mine. Both of my siblings helped at night with Jamie but I had her during the day. Jamie and I also got up with her at 2 am to help her with her equipment. This is certainly preparing me for having a baby. Jamie has been extra kind and gone out of his way to help her with insurance and supplemental insurance. I took care of her and helped her with school stuff.
Mother and I did take her annual trip to buy bras. You are probably wondering why on earth I am writing this. I am writing to tell you that Dillard's is the best place to buy bras. They spend a ton of time with you. I went with my friend and her mother bra shopping a few months ago. Her mother had not been fitted with a bra ever. We went to 4-5 different stores trying to find her mom's size. I told them to go to Dillard's. Her poor mom was so frustrated nobody had her size. We went to Dillard's and she came out a changed woman. She said her new bra changed her life. She said that her seat belt fits her better too.
I did have this conversation with the sales lady and my mom when we were trying to pick out a color.
Mom- Laura, do you like the white?
Me-That's whiter than white shoes after Labor Day!
Sales lady- That all depends on where you are from.
I'm sure she wanted to end her sentence with a young lady.
The show ended Saturday. Thank you Lord. If I never have to play a poet again I will be a ok.
We just found out we are moving too. Jamie got a promotion and we are moving to Austin. Northwest Austin more specifically.
Here is another conversation I had recently
Me- I don't know a SOUL in Austin
Sandy Kempe- That's not going to be your problem.
We are excited and nervous. We are BEGGING people to visit. So please, pretty please come visit.
Monday, August 29, 2011
Monday, July 18, 2011
Hello blog.
Hello everyone. And by everyone I mean Allison and Marianne. hehehehe.
Here is my update.
We are pregnant! I know this is old news for y'all but it is new news to the blog. I started the blog so friends could know what we are up to and to document our journey through infertility.
Last May I was working as a cashier at HEB. I did it get out of the house, meet new friends and I was always there so I thought why not work there? Not what I thought I would be doing at 34 but it was fine. About the end of April/beginning of May I started not feeling well. I had some nausea at work. I was standing in line and I would be like UGH! I don't feel well. And I would be a zombie alot also. I also was late but then I started spotting so I didn't think much of it. About week 5 I was trying to remember when my last cycle was but for the life of me I couldn't remember. To this day I can't remember and I am 15 weeks. Most people say, Oh, I didn't know until blank week (like 7-8). I am the girl that for 4 years straight I knew every day of every cycle and would be happy to tell you all of the details so to not know this is ridiculous. On a Friday I took a test but honestly didn't want for a line to appear. I just waited about 5 seconds and threw it away. Really, I was thinking what is wrong with me? Something is wrong. It's all of the drugs (not real drugs, I never did real drugs) I put in my body. On the following Tuesday, I took another test but the lines didn't match up. When J got home I showed it to him and he said that it was positive. The next part of the story is part funny and will be part ridiculous. We decided to go to the pharmacist and have them look at the stick. The reason we went to the pharmacist is that when I grew up we didn't always have money for a doctor so we went to the pharmacist. I didn't know this was weird until I started telling this story. I guess I assumed that everyone did this.
The pharmacist said that it was positive. We went the next morning for a pregnacy test with the doctor. When I had my previous miscarriage my HCE number was 21. This time it was 16,900. The test was on Wednesday. We couldn't get an ultrasound appt. until Friday afternoon with the infertility doctor. His name is Dr. Rodriguez and is amazing. He even gave me free ultrasounds during my infertility years.
Friday we went and I prayed there was a heartbeat. And sure enough God provided.
The following week I went to see the ObGYN. I am not for sure if ObGYN is capitalized or not but whatev.......
They did a papsmear and a bunch of blood work and an ultrasound.
On Friday, I started bleeding at work. I lost it. I started running out of the store crying and a woman that was dressed in a nurses outfit stopped and asked if I was ok. She was pregnant also. Her husband was there but that was a blur to me. I told her I was 7 weeks pregnant and it took us 5 years and I was bleeding. She walked me out to my car and immediately started saying the Lord's Prayer. She had her arm around me also. She asked me if I needed someone to drive me and I said yes and handed her my keys. BTW, I didn't know her name until I got to the hospital. Her name was Grace (what a precious name).
She motioned for her husband to follow us and she sang Christian songs and prayed in the car with me. Still didn't know her name.
At one point she hit a curb. I said, "It's ok if you hit someone. Just keep going." Clearly not in my right mind.
She parked and I ran up to the doctor's office. It was closed!!! I was banging on the doors screaming like a crazy girl. I saw the door next door and it said Women's something or another. OH! Jamie is not answering his phone. I ran in and 2 doctors and 3 nurses pulled me inside. I looked like HE double hockey sticks warmed over. I had on my HEB shirt, was hot and sweaty and overall looked one step above homeless. The doctor said to go in the ultrasound room. The only thing I could think to tell her was, "I have insurance." I kept thinking they would kick me out of there. Oh! And I said, "I can pay for this. Whatever it is, we will pay." I didn't say, I need help, I am pregnant and bleeding. Nope! I said, "I have insurance."
Grace came in and she was there while they did the ultrasound and found the HB. Thank you LORD! God is sooooo good.
Jamie showed up but before he could meet Grace. She also gave me her info but in the blur I lost it. I am very sad about this. She really was an angel sent from heaven.
Here is my update.
We are pregnant! I know this is old news for y'all but it is new news to the blog. I started the blog so friends could know what we are up to and to document our journey through infertility.
Last May I was working as a cashier at HEB. I did it get out of the house, meet new friends and I was always there so I thought why not work there? Not what I thought I would be doing at 34 but it was fine. About the end of April/beginning of May I started not feeling well. I had some nausea at work. I was standing in line and I would be like UGH! I don't feel well. And I would be a zombie alot also. I also was late but then I started spotting so I didn't think much of it. About week 5 I was trying to remember when my last cycle was but for the life of me I couldn't remember. To this day I can't remember and I am 15 weeks. Most people say, Oh, I didn't know until blank week (like 7-8). I am the girl that for 4 years straight I knew every day of every cycle and would be happy to tell you all of the details so to not know this is ridiculous. On a Friday I took a test but honestly didn't want for a line to appear. I just waited about 5 seconds and threw it away. Really, I was thinking what is wrong with me? Something is wrong. It's all of the drugs (not real drugs, I never did real drugs) I put in my body. On the following Tuesday, I took another test but the lines didn't match up. When J got home I showed it to him and he said that it was positive. The next part of the story is part funny and will be part ridiculous. We decided to go to the pharmacist and have them look at the stick. The reason we went to the pharmacist is that when I grew up we didn't always have money for a doctor so we went to the pharmacist. I didn't know this was weird until I started telling this story. I guess I assumed that everyone did this.
The pharmacist said that it was positive. We went the next morning for a pregnacy test with the doctor. When I had my previous miscarriage my HCE number was 21. This time it was 16,900. The test was on Wednesday. We couldn't get an ultrasound appt. until Friday afternoon with the infertility doctor. His name is Dr. Rodriguez and is amazing. He even gave me free ultrasounds during my infertility years.
Friday we went and I prayed there was a heartbeat. And sure enough God provided.
The following week I went to see the ObGYN. I am not for sure if ObGYN is capitalized or not but whatev.......
They did a papsmear and a bunch of blood work and an ultrasound.
On Friday, I started bleeding at work. I lost it. I started running out of the store crying and a woman that was dressed in a nurses outfit stopped and asked if I was ok. She was pregnant also. Her husband was there but that was a blur to me. I told her I was 7 weeks pregnant and it took us 5 years and I was bleeding. She walked me out to my car and immediately started saying the Lord's Prayer. She had her arm around me also. She asked me if I needed someone to drive me and I said yes and handed her my keys. BTW, I didn't know her name until I got to the hospital. Her name was Grace (what a precious name).
She motioned for her husband to follow us and she sang Christian songs and prayed in the car with me. Still didn't know her name.
At one point she hit a curb. I said, "It's ok if you hit someone. Just keep going." Clearly not in my right mind.
She parked and I ran up to the doctor's office. It was closed!!! I was banging on the doors screaming like a crazy girl. I saw the door next door and it said Women's something or another. OH! Jamie is not answering his phone. I ran in and 2 doctors and 3 nurses pulled me inside. I looked like HE double hockey sticks warmed over. I had on my HEB shirt, was hot and sweaty and overall looked one step above homeless. The doctor said to go in the ultrasound room. The only thing I could think to tell her was, "I have insurance." I kept thinking they would kick me out of there. Oh! And I said, "I can pay for this. Whatever it is, we will pay." I didn't say, I need help, I am pregnant and bleeding. Nope! I said, "I have insurance."
Grace came in and she was there while they did the ultrasound and found the HB. Thank you LORD! God is sooooo good.
Jamie showed up but before he could meet Grace. She also gave me her info but in the blur I lost it. I am very sad about this. She really was an angel sent from heaven.
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Dear Blog
I guess to tell you a little more about holding off on the adoption. Right now, I don't know if I am up for it. I have a new job (granted as a cashier). I actually like it though. I am working 30 hours a week. I am starting back to school this summer to become an x-ray tech. That is a two year full time program. Plus working. Jamie is going back to production after fulfilling his commitment to be a manager for the last 2 years. On the side, I have acting and running. Acting is a PT job while I am doing a show also.
I am so sad I have to miss WOW and knitting every week now. Boo Hoo.
My brother's baby is due in July and his name will be Byron Christian. Byron is John's middle name and Christian is Antoinette's middle name.
We bought an avocado tree for 33 dollars at Costco last weekend. That was cool.
Oh, and I pulled an un-Christian thing to do this weekend. A former sorority sister of mine married a pediatric dentist and she has a tendency to gloat about their tax bracket and second home on the late, etc. So I told her I didn't marry a rich pediatric dentist. Not nice I know.
I am so sad I have to miss WOW and knitting every week now. Boo Hoo.
My brother's baby is due in July and his name will be Byron Christian. Byron is John's middle name and Christian is Antoinette's middle name.
We bought an avocado tree for 33 dollars at Costco last weekend. That was cool.
Oh, and I pulled an un-Christian thing to do this weekend. A former sorority sister of mine married a pediatric dentist and she has a tendency to gloat about their tax bracket and second home on the late, etc. So I told her I didn't marry a rich pediatric dentist. Not nice I know.
Friday, April 8, 2011
Friday, April 1, 2011
I crack myself up!
Last week at SS, Matthew came up to me and said, "My name starts with a W."
Good one right?
Jamie, for some very unknown reason, thought the whole world knew what Perrier (the water) is. He said to prove it to ask my mom. Now, this woman is clueless about most things so I clearly don't know what he was thinking. So this is how it went.
Me: Mother, do you know what Perrier is?
Mother: No, what is it?
Me: It's water in a green bottle
Mother in her best southern accent: I don't think they sell that at Piggly Wiggly.
Poor Mother. She is not a cat hoarder but certainly looks like one this year. She had a cat that gave birth in her garden on Easter. She named them Easter, Lily and Paul. She found all of them homes except Paul. Her long time cat died a few months ago named Scotland. God actually blessed us though. This cat was never potty trained and dumb. Mother physically could not dig the hole but tried and I begged people I knew to help her to no avail. Mother ended up getting her neighbor to do it and she gave him $20. $20 is alot to my mom but the man's wife was recently unemployed. He also didn't want to take the money but we know it really helped b/c they have a baby. She was up to 8 cats but with Scotland gone and the others given away she had 4. Someone saw mother's sign at the vet to give away her cats. So a couple called and took 1 of her cats.
Before Christmas, it was freezing and she opened the door to do something and 2 feral cats ran in. One eventually left and she other would NOT come out from under the bed. That cat runs out to potty and eat and runs back under the bed. Mom even took a broom to it but it wasn't budging. Well, it turns out there is a great reason. Mother came home the other day and the cat gave birth to 3 kittens on her bed. So here we go again. More kittens. At least my mom isn't lonely.
Good one right?
Jamie, for some very unknown reason, thought the whole world knew what Perrier (the water) is. He said to prove it to ask my mom. Now, this woman is clueless about most things so I clearly don't know what he was thinking. So this is how it went.
Me: Mother, do you know what Perrier is?
Mother: No, what is it?
Me: It's water in a green bottle
Mother in her best southern accent: I don't think they sell that at Piggly Wiggly.
Poor Mother. She is not a cat hoarder but certainly looks like one this year. She had a cat that gave birth in her garden on Easter. She named them Easter, Lily and Paul. She found all of them homes except Paul. Her long time cat died a few months ago named Scotland. God actually blessed us though. This cat was never potty trained and dumb. Mother physically could not dig the hole but tried and I begged people I knew to help her to no avail. Mother ended up getting her neighbor to do it and she gave him $20. $20 is alot to my mom but the man's wife was recently unemployed. He also didn't want to take the money but we know it really helped b/c they have a baby. She was up to 8 cats but with Scotland gone and the others given away she had 4. Someone saw mother's sign at the vet to give away her cats. So a couple called and took 1 of her cats.
Before Christmas, it was freezing and she opened the door to do something and 2 feral cats ran in. One eventually left and she other would NOT come out from under the bed. That cat runs out to potty and eat and runs back under the bed. Mom even took a broom to it but it wasn't budging. Well, it turns out there is a great reason. Mother came home the other day and the cat gave birth to 3 kittens on her bed. So here we go again. More kittens. At least my mom isn't lonely.
Monday, March 28, 2011
Etc.
Froberg's- Jamie, John, Conor and me went to Alvin to a place called Froberg's. We went strawberry picking. THey also had fruit trees for great prices. Conor was so cute too. As soon as we drove up he saw the kids playing on the swings and goes, "Can I go make new friends? Can I go make new friends?"
I started me new job at HEB also. I don't know what to think. I LOVE HEB and I really like the job. Have you ever started something and everything goes WRONG???? Well, this is what is happening to me. Maybe God doesn't want me here although I really like it. Due to scheduling issues I have been written up twice for missing work. One due to my craziness and one due to a text. I am embarrassed about this. I just can't seem to get my act together. This is SO totally unlike me. I really don't know. I am a very responsible person. I am hoping I can work it out and move on. I have to trust that God has the ultimate plan and just rely on him to get me through. I have been in situations before and everything gone WRONG and it wasn't God's plan. Just another reminder to get in the word!!!!
And here comes the biggie. I have been thinking for a few months to put the adoption off for a little bit. I didn't want to tell J b/c I thought he would be so upset. When I did tell him I wasn't for sure if I was in a place to adopt he was perfectly fine with it. I want to adopt but I don't know if want to right this minute. We'll see.
I started me new job at HEB also. I don't know what to think. I LOVE HEB and I really like the job. Have you ever started something and everything goes WRONG???? Well, this is what is happening to me. Maybe God doesn't want me here although I really like it. Due to scheduling issues I have been written up twice for missing work. One due to my craziness and one due to a text. I am embarrassed about this. I just can't seem to get my act together. This is SO totally unlike me. I really don't know. I am a very responsible person. I am hoping I can work it out and move on. I have to trust that God has the ultimate plan and just rely on him to get me through. I have been in situations before and everything gone WRONG and it wasn't God's plan. Just another reminder to get in the word!!!!
And here comes the biggie. I have been thinking for a few months to put the adoption off for a little bit. I didn't want to tell J b/c I thought he would be so upset. When I did tell him I wasn't for sure if I was in a place to adopt he was perfectly fine with it. I want to adopt but I don't know if want to right this minute. We'll see.
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Fun stuff
Monday night J and I went to see Kid Rock in concert. I always liked his music although I am not really a music person. He is a great performer though. He played the piano, guitar, drums and he scratched records but I don't know what that is called. There was this one annoying woman that would have done anything to get his attention. She was also in front of us so she was pretty entertaining also. She kept acting like she wanted to meet Kid on his bus if you know what I mean. AHEM.
I missed church Sunday which is very unlike me b/c I enjoy it so much. I stayed up reading until 6 am. I read this book called Unbroken by Laura Hillendrand. I totally recommend it but don't start reading it late at night.
I missed church Sunday which is very unlike me b/c I enjoy it so much. I stayed up reading until 6 am. I read this book called Unbroken by Laura Hillendrand. I totally recommend it but don't start reading it late at night.
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