Things have been jumpin' on the old homestead!
First, and most importantly, Shamrock Shakes are back at McDonald's! Minty-vanilla goodness in January? Seems a tad early, but this little addict will not be complaining about that.
Hubby got a new job and is making the switch. The pay is better, the insurance cost is worse. The hours are better, the benefits are weak. The job security has improved, but the company is MUCH smaller than where he is now, so I'm not sure if it's really any different. He'll work from home 95% of the time, so he won't have two hours of commuting each day and he'll be able to help with the kids' school pickups/dropoffs, which give me a little bit more flexibility. I'm trying to be a supportive wife, and I'm happy that he's happy, but I'm worried and don't do well with change and I'm more than a little bitter that he can find another job while he has one already and I can't even find a suitable part-time position. He'll also be making occasional trips to LA. We'll be testing those old mommy skills without Daddy as a buffer, now won't we?
Also, we had another two funerals that I should have attended. During my TWW. I'm just way too superstitious over this (I know, it's dumb...can't help it). That takes us up to 5 funerals in 3 months and a total of 3 miscarriages after attending funerals pregnant. The plan was to pretend I was sick so I didn't have to go, then we ALL actually got sick. Karma's a bitch.
I signed Avery up for Kindergarten and am freaking the freak out. Not at all ready for my baby girl to be starting "real" school. Dude, I remember Kindergarten. But I know she's ready and excited. Her pre-K teacher really takes K-readiness seriously and told us at her conference that Ave's one of the few kids she's actually recommending as ready to make the move. I just wish she didn't have her father's outgoing personality (total sarcasm; did you catch it?). The kid doesn't talk until she is 100% comfortable with the people around her. She just absorbs information. And that, apparently, is what Daddy did, too. You know, the guy that easily could have been the kid with the public, newsworthy freak-out at school and left after his Junior year because he hated everyone and everything there? So cross your fingers for an awesome teacher that pulls this little girl out of her shell. Because, honest-to-god, if I don't actually tell her she MUST talk to people, she won't. Sigh.
Hmm, what else? The weather has been fantastic. I love warm post-Christmas winters, except for all the mud. High of 54 on the last day of January? I'll take it!
Oh, yeah. There's this, too!
You didn't think I'd put this first, did you? So far, everything looks good. The first positive was on 11 DPO (I couldn't wait any longer) and each subsequent test got darker. I refused to call my doctor's office until I was late, so that was a long, rough weekend. My blood test was unbelievably easy (I'm finding that phlebotomist and keeping her), and my HCG number was 443 at 14 DPO, which is slightly higher than average, but still within normal ranges. I'll go back tomorrow to make sure my doubling time is appropriate. So all is as it should be for the time being. I refuse to complain about nausea and aches and pains because I know those are better than the alternative I've been dealing with.
I'm certainly being kept on my toes this month! If only I could get a nap in somewhere.
First, and most importantly, Shamrock Shakes are back at McDonald's! Minty-vanilla goodness in January? Seems a tad early, but this little addict will not be complaining about that.
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| Heavenly and disgusting, all in one....similar to a McRib in that way. |
Hubby got a new job and is making the switch. The pay is better, the insurance cost is worse. The hours are better, the benefits are weak. The job security has improved, but the company is MUCH smaller than where he is now, so I'm not sure if it's really any different. He'll work from home 95% of the time, so he won't have two hours of commuting each day and he'll be able to help with the kids' school pickups/dropoffs, which give me a little bit more flexibility. I'm trying to be a supportive wife, and I'm happy that he's happy, but I'm worried and don't do well with change and I'm more than a little bitter that he can find another job while he has one already and I can't even find a suitable part-time position. He'll also be making occasional trips to LA. We'll be testing those old mommy skills without Daddy as a buffer, now won't we?
Also, we had another two funerals that I should have attended. During my TWW. I'm just way too superstitious over this (I know, it's dumb...can't help it). That takes us up to 5 funerals in 3 months and a total of 3 miscarriages after attending funerals pregnant. The plan was to pretend I was sick so I didn't have to go, then we ALL actually got sick. Karma's a bitch.
I signed Avery up for Kindergarten and am freaking the freak out. Not at all ready for my baby girl to be starting "real" school. Dude, I remember Kindergarten. But I know she's ready and excited. Her pre-K teacher really takes K-readiness seriously and told us at her conference that Ave's one of the few kids she's actually recommending as ready to make the move. I just wish she didn't have her father's outgoing personality (total sarcasm; did you catch it?). The kid doesn't talk until she is 100% comfortable with the people around her. She just absorbs information. And that, apparently, is what Daddy did, too. You know, the guy that easily could have been the kid with the public, newsworthy freak-out at school and left after his Junior year because he hated everyone and everything there? So cross your fingers for an awesome teacher that pulls this little girl out of her shell. Because, honest-to-god, if I don't actually tell her she MUST talk to people, she won't. Sigh.
Hmm, what else? The weather has been fantastic. I love warm post-Christmas winters, except for all the mud. High of 54 on the last day of January? I'll take it!
Oh, yeah. There's this, too!
You didn't think I'd put this first, did you? So far, everything looks good. The first positive was on 11 DPO (I couldn't wait any longer) and each subsequent test got darker. I refused to call my doctor's office until I was late, so that was a long, rough weekend. My blood test was unbelievably easy (I'm finding that phlebotomist and keeping her), and my HCG number was 443 at 14 DPO, which is slightly higher than average, but still within normal ranges. I'll go back tomorrow to make sure my doubling time is appropriate. So all is as it should be for the time being. I refuse to complain about nausea and aches and pains because I know those are better than the alternative I've been dealing with.
I'm certainly being kept on my toes this month! If only I could get a nap in somewhere.
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