Who would've thought, when you fill the pot too full and try to boil chicken, it will overflow.... I knew it was too full, but anyway... On the menu: chicken and dumplings. With canned biscuits, because it's quicker. So shoot me.
Diet and exercise (or so I say...) I've been on the ol' bike twice this week. Did some crunches and jumping jacks and even push-ups yesterday. Now, don't misunderstand, it wasn't a big huge number of anything, but hey.... So yeah and I, of course, had a migraine today. Go figure. Didn't stop me from riding my bike to my parents' house, to take my sister her sweater she left at my house last night. You know, one of those long ones. It wouldn't stay tucked under my arm, so I wrapped it around my neck. I'm sure the neighbors and the rest of the community got a kick out of me looking like a super hero or something.
My car... Is still sick. And got sicker. And is going to require probably one thousand big ones to fix. There was talk of a new car, but we're probably just going to get it fixed, so we won't have 2 vehicle payments. I really didn't want to get rid of it anyway!! But in the course of making that decision, and throwing in a stressful and long day at work, during my deliveries, I was convinced that 20 years from now, we're still going to have zero children, still have no savings, and still be paying the same bills we have now. And of course, people would still be asking me if I was pregnant, because I would still be fat, since I wasnted to go home and attack all the chocolate in the house. Then I got over my drama-queen-ness, and everything is okay. Well, at least my problems didn't seem so big after seeing my mom pretty upset over my grandfather, her last surviving parent... He's not got much time left, nothing really wrong, he's just old, tired, depressed, and missing his wife of over 50 years.
Easter is upon us. which means family getting together, which means being around all the babies, which means everyone asking me all kinds of kid-baby-pregnant questions. And good food, so I'll take it as it comes. I gave my Sunday night kids (5 and under) an empty egg, and their Bible verse was "Hallelujah, Hesus has risen!!" which became "ROSEN!!!!!!!" The empty (plastic) egg was to symbolize Jesus' empty tomb.
So.... I'm getting skinnier (hopefully), my car is on the mend, and Jesus has Rosen!! ;) Happy Easter!
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Hey! Thanks for coming by my blog and commenting. I'm glad my journey can help someone. I wish now that I'd written more when I was in the midst of infertility. I guess the longer it went on, the more depressed I got, and the more depressed I got, the less I wrote. I hope the archives are helpful for you, though. There are so many stages of infertility. I went back and forth about treatments vs. adoption. We explored what we could, and the ART program is really wonderful. I highly recommend it. I used Dr. Long. I would encourage you to have a consult to see what is possible. The treatments really sound worse than they actually are. It took me awhile to be willing to try some things, like the injectable drugs, but they weren't nearly as bad as I had imagined. It was worth it in the end. The whole up and down of the process is the tough part of being treated... its not the actual procedures that are terrible, its the stress associated with them. I'll be praying for you this Easter. I remember all those family holidays when I felt like I was alone in a sea of happy families. And if you're looking for company, I have a couple of gals that might be local to you that could help. Anywhere near Calera or Vestavia Hills? Email me at ellenwit@hotmail.com if you have questions or need to chat. Alabama was a great state to live in, but my family wasn't there. I'm glad to be back with family again. But I'll always miss some things about Birmingham.
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