We tried to make our very own test tube baby. It didn't turn out. I'm pretty open about the whole thing, but once the cycle failed, I wish no one knew because I didn't want to have to tell every single last person that we know that, once again, I was not pregnant.
We feel like we were sent to New Jersey for a reason...well, for multiple reasons, one of which being that New Jersey is one of the best states in the country regarding insurance coverage of infertility procedures. There is NO WAY we'd be able to do in vitro without the insurance.
We've been trying for over 4 years now and nothin. Sometimes it's hard and sometimes it's all just part of the plan, you know?
We'll try again, and maybe again and again, but each time gets a little bit harder.
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Saturday, June 18, 2011
Preschool Celebration!
Can I tell you how very happy I was that our school doesn't do a preschool "Graduation"? SOOOO HAPPY! I really really really like graduations. I mean, almost as much as weddings. I love to go and sit and think about all the effort of all the graduates and even if I don't know 99.9% of them, I am still proud of all of the hard work they did. Graduations are for High School and College! Not preschool, not kinder, not elementary, not even 8th grade. Ugh. Pet Peeve!
Ok, back to regularly scheduled blogging...
Schmoo's end of the year program was a collection of songs, slideshow, and little parts the kids said. It was so funny because I think I was the only woman in the room not crying...and I asked the mama next to me, "Am I supposed to be crying? Why?" I'm just kidding, but I didn't tear up...because I know when it's going to hit me...when school starts in the fall and my baby is gone All. Day. Long. Gulp.
The program was darling and I was bursting with mama pride for my schmoo! He and his friend Ryan read parts of "Oh the places you'll go" to the group. He did such a great job--loud, clear, speaking voice, and it was a surprise. I didn't even know that he was going to read for the show.
He continues to amaze us with the noggin of his and I am already hopin and prayin that we get some kind of fantastic kinder teacher who can help him not be bored.
Ok, back to regularly scheduled blogging...
Schmoo's end of the year program was a collection of songs, slideshow, and little parts the kids said. It was so funny because I think I was the only woman in the room not crying...and I asked the mama next to me, "Am I supposed to be crying? Why?" I'm just kidding, but I didn't tear up...because I know when it's going to hit me...when school starts in the fall and my baby is gone All. Day. Long. Gulp.
The program was darling and I was bursting with mama pride for my schmoo! He and his friend Ryan read parts of "Oh the places you'll go" to the group. He did such a great job--loud, clear, speaking voice, and it was a surprise. I didn't even know that he was going to read for the show.
He continues to amaze us with the noggin of his and I am already hopin and prayin that we get some kind of fantastic kinder teacher who can help him not be bored.
Friday, June 17, 2011
Thursday, June 16, 2011
A mother's work...
Usually after dinner we play wii as a family or watch a show together or play a game or whatever. The point being, we do something as a family. A few nights ago Schmoo insisted that what he wanted to do for family time was watch honey play his DS. Honey asked schmoo, "Well then what is mommy going to do?"
After thinking for a minute he replies: She can massage my shoulders while I watch you play.
Oh, he really, truly believes that the world revolves completely around him! But I guess that's what 5 year olds are made of.
After thinking for a minute he replies: She can massage my shoulders while I watch you play.
Oh, he really, truly believes that the world revolves completely around him! But I guess that's what 5 year olds are made of.
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
We had a great Easter dinner with our friends upstairs! It was fun and delicious and anytime I can make a ducky cake is fine by me :)
I made a Hello Kitty cake for the birthday girl upstairs! It was fun to do something girly for once!
So Scmoo brought home some interesting artwork from school. I thought that is was something Halloween related, but in May? And that's a bit macabre for preschool, right? Anyway, come to find out it was for letter of the week....x for x ray and all that. I don't know what kind of a creature has bones in that configuration...and if you look carefully you will find a booger right in the middle of his forehead. BOYS are SO GROSS!
I made a Hello Kitty cake for the birthday girl upstairs! It was fun to do something girly for once!
So Scmoo brought home some interesting artwork from school. I thought that is was something Halloween related, but in May? And that's a bit macabre for preschool, right? Anyway, come to find out it was for letter of the week....x for x ray and all that. I don't know what kind of a creature has bones in that configuration...and if you look carefully you will find a booger right in the middle of his forehead. BOYS are SO GROSS!
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
The easter parade
Heaven forbid you should mention Christmas in school, but they were all over Easter here. I don't understand that? Anyway, they had an egg hunt, Easter Party and Easter "parade" all at school. Against all the children's will, they were made to partner up and march about the school grounds :) Schmoo looked at me as he was marching by and asked me to make sure that this never happened again!
Monday, June 13, 2011
Party at Chuck E Cheese
Schmoo's wish all year long (since his 4th bday) was to have his party at Chuck E Cheese. It's nice when wishes are this simple to fulfill :)
Since he is majorly obsessed with Super Mario Bros, we made Toad Cupcakes.
Despite his wish for the party, he was very traumatized by Chuck E Cheese when he was a toddler. When I saw this look on his face, I wondered if we were headed for a meltdown...
It turns out that he really was happy, but just like my dear husband, you can't tell by the look on his face if he's happy, sad, excited, nervous or whatever.
Here is the whole group. We met right after school and it was so nice to let the kids run a muck without worrying too much about cleaning or cooking or ahem, direct supervision :)
Here's some pics of the kids that I could actually chase down with the camera.
And here's proof that intense therapy can get you over an intense fear of guys dressed up like rodents.
He had been waiting FOREVER for his shot at the "ticket blaster". They put the birthday kids in a little wind tunnel and let them try to catch tickets to trade in for prizes. It was intense!
We all had such a great time! We'd do it all again...but probably won't have the chance. Next year's birthday is slated to be a "BOYS only speed racer" party. Whatever that means :)
Since he is majorly obsessed with Super Mario Bros, we made Toad Cupcakes.
Despite his wish for the party, he was very traumatized by Chuck E Cheese when he was a toddler. When I saw this look on his face, I wondered if we were headed for a meltdown...
It turns out that he really was happy, but just like my dear husband, you can't tell by the look on his face if he's happy, sad, excited, nervous or whatever. 
Here is the whole group. We met right after school and it was so nice to let the kids run a muck without worrying too much about cleaning or cooking or ahem, direct supervision :)
Here's some pics of the kids that I could actually chase down with the camera.
And here's proof that intense therapy can get you over an intense fear of guys dressed up like rodents.
He had been waiting FOREVER for his shot at the "ticket blaster". They put the birthday kids in a little wind tunnel and let them try to catch tickets to trade in for prizes. It was intense!
We all had such a great time! We'd do it all again...but probably won't have the chance. Next year's birthday is slated to be a "BOYS only speed racer" party. Whatever that means :)
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