What was I thinking?!

Well, I was at one of the many "superstores of stuff" (as I like to call them) today - Bed, Bath, and Beyond.  I was buying - of all things - an insulated tumbler to keep the ice in my iced tea from melting.  Okay - it was 100 degrees here today and the ice was not doing its job - so I thought an insulated Tervis Tumbler with pink paisley decals would help.  Plus, I had a coupon for 20% off!

Anyway, right next to the cathedral sized building full of towels, kitchen drawer organizers, and a million other things that we can't seem to live without was another cathedral sized building full of baby stuff.  I don't' know what I was thinking - it must have been the giddy joy of getting 20% off of my tumbler - but I decided to go into that baby superstore.  I think the only thing they weren't selling were babies.  I had forgotten about all of the "stuff" that you can buy for a baby.  Wow!  I started to get a buzzing in my ears, shortness of breath, and oohhhh - look at those strollers, how cool.  Look at all the accessories.  Wow, they didn't have those when my kids were babies.  Why do they always have the cool stuff when your kids won't use them anymore.  (you get the picture)

In the middle of this amazement over the amount of baby car seats one building could hold, I realized I needed to get out of the store or I might never leave.  I headed for the door and in my rush to get out  I ended up going out the entrance.  Apparently, the automatic door sensor won't open the door if you go out the wrong way.  You have to push according to the sign that reads "in case of emergency - push to exit.  I started pushing but it would not open - I guess the door didn't think it was an emergency!  I must have had this desperate look on my face because some really nice man walked over and triggered the sensor on the outside of the door to open it. Aha!  I had managed to escape despite the best efforts of the baby superstore!  A quick "thank you" to my knight in shining armor for opening the door and I was hurrying back to my car.

I have decided NOT to enter another baby superstore until we are at least 6 months pregnant.  I am going to need at least that amount of time to save up all the money I need to buy the store out - just kidding!!  Actually, I am a totally superstitions ninny and think I will jinx myself if I do go into one, which I know is absurd but I never said I was the brightest light in the chandelier now did I?

I came back home and found our schedule for treatment.  If reports are okay then stimulation started yesterday.  That means in about two weeks we could be going for egg retrieval and fertilization.  It seems so surreal after so many years of waiting.  If all goes well we could be pregnant in a few weeks. Wow!
I think that tiny word says it all :-)

Successful Parenting

Well, sometimes I feel like a successful parent.  Its the little things that matter in the beginning like clean diapers, full bellies and the belly-laughter - as I used to call it.  When they get bigger and start making decisions on their own then you know that you are really doing a good job when those decisions reflect what you have taught them about right and wrong.  Then you get into the situations were they are trying to do what they want (be cool) and yet some little voice in the back of their mind is telling them they better do the right thing because "mom will kill me" if I don't!

This says success, why?  Because you can live without a toe but not a brain!  Always wear a helmet! Shoes are apparently optional.

Patience is not a virtue

Well, it has been quite a while since my last post.  Not much has happened.  It is now a waiting game of getting everything in order.  It seems to be taking forever!  As per the title - Patience is not one of my best virtues.  However, I think I will be getting a lot of practice over the next year!!

Brian's frozen deposit has made it over to India safe and sound.  We are due for egg retrieval around the 4th of July.  It seems like a long time but in reality I am sure the time will fly by - (sarcasm).

 I am in the midst of taking two 6 week summer courses.  I need the credits so I can substitute teach next year.  Our state mandates that every 5 years teachers must take a certain number of continuing education courses.  So I (being of not so sound mind) decided that I should take not one but two courses because I have nothing to do all day but sit on my behind and write papers.  Hahahaha!  Brian just keeps shaking his head and saying - "why are you doing this now?".  If a baby comes next year I won't be able to substitute but I figure that there is no way I can take a college course.  So I dived right in and here I am sitting at my kitchen table all day writing about why the Restraining Act of 1767 was threatening to colonists.  Ugh! But on the bright side I don't have to take any more continuing education credits for another 5 years _ hooray!!!

My study buddies - I actually think they want to eat my stapler
but they do provide mental breaks every once in a while!