Took this pic at Jerrod's first bday party and I love it. It's a great expression and shows just what a happy and smiley baby he is! Babies are on my mind so much lately, seemed like a good pic to add to this post!
We started trying for our first baby this past weekend! I know it will take months, but since my cycle is still staying regular (for the time being I'm sure), thought it was worth a shot. Why not? Ordered some books on PCOS so I can educate myself more, especially about foods I should steer away from. I eat pretty healthy and I don't seem to digest anything that could add to PCOS symptoms, so that's good! I'm trying to stay positive even though it's hard with all of these things stacked against me!
We painted the rest of the downstairs of our house over the weekend. Put a pale yellow in the guest bathroom to complete my "little French bathroom," caramel in the hallway/entryway and my pumpkin brown color in the library. This weekend someone is coming to paint our tall walls going up the stairs and also our upstairs hallway. It's going to look so pretty for our little family get together on Thanksgiving! Cross your fingers that the next project we paint is a baby's room!
Tiring week...between painting all weekend and feeling sore and tired from that and then having lots of upper management in town for training, I've been out to a couple of late night dinners, and I just feel exhausted! I could sleep at least another 2 hours from when my alarm goes off every morning!
Megan L's in China so work has been non-entertaining this week. Realignments. Headcount. Q1 2009. Budgets. Blah blah blah. At least my boss is letting me work from home on Monday so the painter can come finish everything. The only day I have to come to the office next week is Tuesday. Score!
Busy weekend although I never set out for it to be that way! We have bowling with a big group of friends tomorrow night at 7:30. Saturday the painter is there all day and I have to clean for Turkey day. Saturday night is another dinner with some friends. Sunday I have at least 6 places I need to go to and run errands. I have to finish shopping for my parent's Xmas gifts and then wrap them so I can give it to them when they come for Thanksgiving. Ahh!
Well, not much else to report here. Busy week, yet nothing interesting enough to post here!
Ciao!
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
PCOS
Had a doc appointment yesterday for a Pre-Conception exam and consultation. She gave us the okay to start trying except...she did a sonogram of my ovaries and little black spots showed up on them. She said it looks like PCOS (polycystic ovarian syndrome). Which would actually make a lot of sense given my mom's problems with "a male hormone" (as diagnosed in 1979) and given my irregular periods, acne, weight problems, and all sorts of other issues I've had since I was 15 years old. She said she can't be positive I have it yet, to give it two months and see if I get a period and if I don't then they'll run blood work to see what it is. From there if it's PCOS they would send me to a fertility specialist to be put on clomid or another one of those medicines that helps treat people with PCOS/Infertility. The good thing is that I've lost a good amount of weight and I eat healthier now, which are two things that can really effect PCOS. The "disease" can be reversible with a good weight, diet, and exercise. Here's more info on PCOS: http://www.babycenter.com/0_polycystic-ovarian-syndrome-pcos_7432.bc
The only thing about PCOS that is really scary is that 1 in 5 women with PCOS miscarry due to complications with PCOS. I've read about a lot of women on the message boards on babycenter.com who have had miscarriages with PCOS. It does seem like 1 in every 5 I read has that problem. That really scares me. It's like, if I wasn't already worried about that happening, now I'm really concerned because my chances are higher.
She also said there's a chance I could have no problems at all. But for some reason, given my history, I highly doubt that. I have a feeling if this is like everything else in my life, it's not going to be an easy road and it will be long, but we're ready to do it and work through it and we're going to stay positive.
Cheers,
M
The only thing about PCOS that is really scary is that 1 in 5 women with PCOS miscarry due to complications with PCOS. I've read about a lot of women on the message boards on babycenter.com who have had miscarriages with PCOS. It does seem like 1 in every 5 I read has that problem. That really scares me. It's like, if I wasn't already worried about that happening, now I'm really concerned because my chances are higher.
She also said there's a chance I could have no problems at all. But for some reason, given my history, I highly doubt that. I have a feeling if this is like everything else in my life, it's not going to be an easy road and it will be long, but we're ready to do it and work through it and we're going to stay positive.
Cheers,
M
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
It’s about Human & Civil Rights...
The passage below is quoted from Keith Olbermann about Prop 8. He said it better than I ever could...so I decided to post it on my myspace and facebook (linked to my blog):
Finally tonight as promised, a Special Comment on the passage, last week, of Proposition Eight in California, which rescinded the right of same-sex couples to marry, and tilted the balance on this issue, from coast to coast.
Some parameters, as preface. This isn't about yelling, and this isn't about politics, and this isn't really just about Prop-8. And I don't have a personal investment in this: I'm not gay, I had to strain to think of one member of even my very extended family who is, I have no personal stories of close friends or colleagues fighting the prejudice that still pervades their lives.
And yet to me this vote is horrible. Horrible. Because this isn't about yelling, and this isn't about politics...
This is about the... human heart, and if that sounds corny, so be it.
If you voted for this Proposition or support those who did or the sentiment they expressed, I have some questions, because, truly, I do not... understand. Why does this matter to you? What is it to you? In a time of impermanence and fly-by-night relationships, these people over here want the same chance at permanence and happiness that is your option. They don't want to deny you yours. They don't want to take anything away from you. They want what you want -- a chance to be a little less alone in the world.
Only now you are saying to them -- no. You can't have it on these terms. Maybe something similar. If they behave. If they don't cause too much trouble. You'll even give them all the same legal rights -- even as you're taking away the legal right, which they already had. A world around them, still anchored in love and marriage, and you are saying, no, you can't marry. What if somebody passed a law that said you couldn't marry?
I keep hearing this term "re-defining" marriage.
If this country hadn't re-defined marriage, black people still couldn't marry white people. Sixteen states had laws on the books which made that illegal... in 1967. 1967.
The parents of the President-Elect of the United States couldn't have married in nearly one third of the states of the country their son grew up to lead. But it's worse than that. If this country had not "re-defined" marriage, some black people still couldn't marry...black people. It is one of the most overlooked and cruelest parts of our sad story of slavery. Marriages were not legally recognized, if the people were slaves. Since slaves were property, they could not legally be husband and wife, or mother and child. Their marriage vows were different: not "Until Death, Do You Part," but "Until Death or Distance, Do You Part." Marriages among slaves were not legally recognized.
You know, just like marriages today in California are not legally recognized, if the people are... gay.
And uncountable in our history are the number of men and women, forced by society into marrying the opposite sex, in sham marriages, or marriages of convenience, or just marriages of not knowing -- centuries of men and women who have lived their lives in shame and unhappiness, and who have, through a lie to themselves or others, broken countless other lives, of spouses and children... All because we said a man couldn't marry another man, or a woman couldn't marry another woman. The sanctity of marriage. How many marriages like that have there been and how on earth do they increase the "sanctity" of marriage rather than render the term, meaningless?
What is this, to you? Nobody is asking you to embrace their expression of love. But don't you, as human beings, have to embrace... that love? The world is barren enough.
It is stacked against love, and against hope, and against those very few and precious emotions that enable us to go forward. Your marriage only stands a 50-50 chance of lasting, no matter how much you feel and how hard you work.
And here are people overjoyed at the prospect of just that chance, and that work, just for the hope of having that feeling. With so much hate in the world, with so much meaningless division, and people pitted against people for no good reason, this is what your religion tells you to do? With your experience of life and this world and all its sadnesses, this is what your conscience tells you to do?
With your knowledge that life, with endless vigor, seems to tilt the playing field on which we all live, in favor of unhappiness and hate... this is what your heart tells you to do? You want to sanctify marriage? You want to honor your God and the universal love you believe he represents? Then Spread happiness -- this tiny, symbolic, semantical grain of happiness -- share it with all those who seek it. Quote me anything from your religious leader or book of choice telling you to stand against this. And then tell me how you can believe both that statement and another statement, another one which reads only "do unto others as you would have them do unto you."
You are asked now, by your country, and perhaps by your creator, to stand on one side or another. You are asked now to stand, not on a question of politics, not on a question of religion, not on a question of gay or straight. You are asked now to stand, on a question of...love. All you need do is stand, and let the tiny ember of love meet its own fate. You don't have to help it, you don't have it applaud it, you don't have to fight for it. Just don't put it out. Just don't extinguish it. Because while it may at first look like that love is between two people you don't know and you don't understand and maybe you don't even want to know...It is, in fact, the ember of your love, for your fellow **person...
Just because this is the only world we have. And the other guy counts, too.
This is the second time in ten days I find myself concluding by turning to, of all things, the closing plea for mercy by Clarence Darrow in a murder trial.
But what he said, fits what is really at the heart of this:
"I was reading last night of the aspiration of the old Persian poet, Omar-Khayyam," he told the judge.
"It appealed to me as the highest that I can vision. I wish it was in my heart, and I wish it was in the hearts of all:
"So I be written in the Book of Love;
"I do not care about that Book above.
"Erase my name, or write it as you will,
"So I be written in the Book of Love."
Finally tonight as promised, a Special Comment on the passage, last week, of Proposition Eight in California, which rescinded the right of same-sex couples to marry, and tilted the balance on this issue, from coast to coast.
Some parameters, as preface. This isn't about yelling, and this isn't about politics, and this isn't really just about Prop-8. And I don't have a personal investment in this: I'm not gay, I had to strain to think of one member of even my very extended family who is, I have no personal stories of close friends or colleagues fighting the prejudice that still pervades their lives.
And yet to me this vote is horrible. Horrible. Because this isn't about yelling, and this isn't about politics...
This is about the... human heart, and if that sounds corny, so be it.
If you voted for this Proposition or support those who did or the sentiment they expressed, I have some questions, because, truly, I do not... understand. Why does this matter to you? What is it to you? In a time of impermanence and fly-by-night relationships, these people over here want the same chance at permanence and happiness that is your option. They don't want to deny you yours. They don't want to take anything away from you. They want what you want -- a chance to be a little less alone in the world.
Only now you are saying to them -- no. You can't have it on these terms. Maybe something similar. If they behave. If they don't cause too much trouble. You'll even give them all the same legal rights -- even as you're taking away the legal right, which they already had. A world around them, still anchored in love and marriage, and you are saying, no, you can't marry. What if somebody passed a law that said you couldn't marry?
I keep hearing this term "re-defining" marriage.
If this country hadn't re-defined marriage, black people still couldn't marry white people. Sixteen states had laws on the books which made that illegal... in 1967. 1967.
The parents of the President-Elect of the United States couldn't have married in nearly one third of the states of the country their son grew up to lead. But it's worse than that. If this country had not "re-defined" marriage, some black people still couldn't marry...black people. It is one of the most overlooked and cruelest parts of our sad story of slavery. Marriages were not legally recognized, if the people were slaves. Since slaves were property, they could not legally be husband and wife, or mother and child. Their marriage vows were different: not "Until Death, Do You Part," but "Until Death or Distance, Do You Part." Marriages among slaves were not legally recognized.
You know, just like marriages today in California are not legally recognized, if the people are... gay.
And uncountable in our history are the number of men and women, forced by society into marrying the opposite sex, in sham marriages, or marriages of convenience, or just marriages of not knowing -- centuries of men and women who have lived their lives in shame and unhappiness, and who have, through a lie to themselves or others, broken countless other lives, of spouses and children... All because we said a man couldn't marry another man, or a woman couldn't marry another woman. The sanctity of marriage. How many marriages like that have there been and how on earth do they increase the "sanctity" of marriage rather than render the term, meaningless?
What is this, to you? Nobody is asking you to embrace their expression of love. But don't you, as human beings, have to embrace... that love? The world is barren enough.
It is stacked against love, and against hope, and against those very few and precious emotions that enable us to go forward. Your marriage only stands a 50-50 chance of lasting, no matter how much you feel and how hard you work.
And here are people overjoyed at the prospect of just that chance, and that work, just for the hope of having that feeling. With so much hate in the world, with so much meaningless division, and people pitted against people for no good reason, this is what your religion tells you to do? With your experience of life and this world and all its sadnesses, this is what your conscience tells you to do?
With your knowledge that life, with endless vigor, seems to tilt the playing field on which we all live, in favor of unhappiness and hate... this is what your heart tells you to do? You want to sanctify marriage? You want to honor your God and the universal love you believe he represents? Then Spread happiness -- this tiny, symbolic, semantical grain of happiness -- share it with all those who seek it. Quote me anything from your religious leader or book of choice telling you to stand against this. And then tell me how you can believe both that statement and another statement, another one which reads only "do unto others as you would have them do unto you."
You are asked now, by your country, and perhaps by your creator, to stand on one side or another. You are asked now to stand, not on a question of politics, not on a question of religion, not on a question of gay or straight. You are asked now to stand, on a question of...love. All you need do is stand, and let the tiny ember of love meet its own fate. You don't have to help it, you don't have it applaud it, you don't have to fight for it. Just don't put it out. Just don't extinguish it. Because while it may at first look like that love is between two people you don't know and you don't understand and maybe you don't even want to know...It is, in fact, the ember of your love, for your fellow **person...
Just because this is the only world we have. And the other guy counts, too.
This is the second time in ten days I find myself concluding by turning to, of all things, the closing plea for mercy by Clarence Darrow in a murder trial.
But what he said, fits what is really at the heart of this:
"I was reading last night of the aspiration of the old Persian poet, Omar-Khayyam," he told the judge.
"It appealed to me as the highest that I can vision. I wish it was in my heart, and I wish it was in the hearts of all:
"So I be written in the Book of Love;
"I do not care about that Book above.
"Erase my name, or write it as you will,
"So I be written in the Book of Love."
Friday, November 7, 2008
Gone baby crazy...
The stork sure bit me bad! I've gone completely baby-mad! Which worries me. It worries me because it could take us 5 years to get pregnant and that will be really really frustrating. It's hard to not get your hopes up because you never know what's going to happen. It's kind of weird...to want something...and not just be able to go out and get it HAHA.
Anyways, I've been bored at work a few days a week, so that makes me read sites, look at nursery collections, track my ovulation calendar and play with the babynamegenie.com generator. I feel like such a geek...is this normal for being a woman? I've never done this stuff before and I don't know why I'm obsessing over it. Someone please tell me I'm friggin' normal...
So as it stands, our names are finalized:
Connor William Christian Happ
Olivia Jeanne Ryleigh Happ
William Christian for Jeff's great grandpa and also himself (Jeffrey William). Jeanne is from Norma Jean (my grandma) but spelled Jeanne because she went by that her entire life. Ryleigh is a combo of Ry(ia-obviously my maiden name) and Leigh for my mom's middle name. The two middle name tradition we're carrying on with Jeff's mom's side of the family.
For some reason unknown to me, if we have twins, then our second boy name choice is Aaden Cole and Emma Isabella or Sophia. I love Madelyn, but he doesn't, so we'll see.
Our decor will be either pink and brown or blue and brown depending on the sex of the baby obviously. And of course there will be some kind of Disney something-or-another somewhere. Probably Classic Pooh. Seems like I've always had these things figured out, even when I wasn't ready for baby-hood!
And if you didn't think I was crazy from all of the items above, look at this item I added to my wishlist: http://www.amazon.com/Kee-Ka-3-pc-Organic-Gift-Burpcloth/dp/B000XBA96Q/ref=wl_it_dp?ie=UTF8&coliid=I1QI8TL5XDFZCF&colid=1QSV1BO6IA53V
Yeah I've lost it...
Anywhoo, some new pics from Disneyland up on my flickr site. Have loads more to sift through at home. Will leave work early and try and work on that today and over the weekend.
Love,
M
Anyways, I've been bored at work a few days a week, so that makes me read sites, look at nursery collections, track my ovulation calendar and play with the babynamegenie.com generator. I feel like such a geek...is this normal for being a woman? I've never done this stuff before and I don't know why I'm obsessing over it. Someone please tell me I'm friggin' normal...
So as it stands, our names are finalized:
Connor William Christian Happ
Olivia Jeanne Ryleigh Happ
William Christian for Jeff's great grandpa and also himself (Jeffrey William). Jeanne is from Norma Jean (my grandma) but spelled Jeanne because she went by that her entire life. Ryleigh is a combo of Ry(ia-obviously my maiden name) and Leigh for my mom's middle name. The two middle name tradition we're carrying on with Jeff's mom's side of the family.
For some reason unknown to me, if we have twins, then our second boy name choice is Aaden Cole and Emma Isabella or Sophia. I love Madelyn, but he doesn't, so we'll see.
Our decor will be either pink and brown or blue and brown depending on the sex of the baby obviously. And of course there will be some kind of Disney something-or-another somewhere. Probably Classic Pooh. Seems like I've always had these things figured out, even when I wasn't ready for baby-hood!
And if you didn't think I was crazy from all of the items above, look at this item I added to my wishlist: http://www.amazon.com/Kee-Ka-3-pc-Organic-Gift-Burpcloth/dp/B000XBA96Q/ref=wl_it_dp?ie=UTF8&coliid=I1QI8TL5XDFZCF&colid=1QSV1BO6IA53V
Yeah I've lost it...
Anywhoo, some new pics from Disneyland up on my flickr site. Have loads more to sift through at home. Will leave work early and try and work on that today and over the weekend.
Love,
M
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